Josh smiled as he watched Matt's face break out into a smile.
Josh reached into his pocket and found his canister of happy gas. He was going to make Matt very, very happy.
"I am rather turned on by being knocked out" Matt said exhaling a large cloud of smoke. He was watching a rather handsome man reposition a very sleepy man on a bed.
It was at this moment that Matt realized that the men he saw weren't dressed in suits as he first thought. They were dressed in all different manners…from leather to uniforms. Matt shook his head and realized that slowly, Simon's suggestions were fading from his mind.
Matt then looked up to see Josh standing in front of him. Josh was deliciously tucked into a tight lycra uniform. The cigar in his mouth really turned Matt on.
Josh smiled and released some smoke from his mouth. "I think we should play.. we would have fun" Matt smiled and said "Yeah but we didn't get the cocktail" Josh smiled and said with a wry grin "I can take care of that, very quickly" Josh began to remove the canister. Matt smiled as he focused on the canister. He took a big drag on his cigar. "Knockout gas? he said exhaling the smoke "How delightfully Batman-ish" He said. Joshua smiled as he raised the canister directly in front of Matt's face. "It will be okay. A few whiffs of the gas and you will be very relaxed. Then we will move to a playspace, give you some stronger gas and then we will play. Just take a couple of deep breaths.. then it is night, night time." Josh put his cigar back in his mouth and smiled as he began to depress the button.
Before the mist came out, Matt noticed that Josh suddenly twitched. Josh began to speak but the only thing that came out was a pleasured moan. Matt watched as Josh's eyes got glassy and then rolled up in his head. This all happened as Josh slumped to the floor, out cold. Matt stared and became aware of how hot this made him. Josh hit the floor out cold.
Matt looked up and saw the evening's host standing directly behind where Josh stood. Matt stared at the handsome man now up close. He was well built, short black hair, deep blue eyes, a moustache that hugged his face and a small goatee that traced the outline of his face. He was wearing tight black leather gloves, leather pants and a buccaneer style leather shirt. He was smoking a cigar. He smiled at Matt.
"Josh was a naughty boy. He broke the rules and will be punished for that transgression."
"How are you Matt? My name is Paul, your host for the evening."
"Evening…Sir" Matt replied, still in shock at what he just witnessed.
"As your host, it would be rude of me, not to show you a good time."
He smiled at Matt, moving his right hand ever so slightly.
"What did you give him?" asked Matt still staring at the sleeping stud.
"A sedative called ambienex will keep him out for hours. But you don't need to worry about it." Matt turned towards his handsome host. Paul smiled at Matt. Matt smiled. At that second, a tight thick stream of green gas erupted from Paul's glove. The mist hit Matt directly in the face. Paul puffed on his cigar as he watched the gas assault the boy. Matt taken by surprise, took a deep breath of the gas. It was not unpleasant and actually made him feel pretty good. Matt felt his eyes get heavy and his thoughts began to get fuzzy. He did notice that his cock got rock hard instantly. "There you go, boy," said Paul through his clenched teeth. Paul watched as Matt's eyes glazed over and got half lidded.
"You'll be fine. You just got a dose of Cannibute gas. I make it myself. Pleasant little drug. Combine the THC of strong marijuana with some opium derivative and mix with some compressed Nitrous-- two whiffs and you are stoned off your ass." Paul reached over and took Matt's hand. Matt's sole response was to laugh and try to focus. He only knew that his cock liked rubbing against his leather pants.
Paul brought Matt over to his play area. He had the stoned boy sit down in a specially designed dentist's chair. Once seated, Paul hit a switch and cuffs came out of the chair, securely locking the boy in the chair. Paul smiled. He punched another button and a thin monitor like device dropped down in front of Matt. The screen blazed to life with a very nice red and blue spiral. Matt's eyes were drawn to it immediately. A small nozzle imbedded into the screen shot out a stream of purple smoke. It hit Matt in the face.
The effects were immediate as Matt slumped in his chair, his eyes never wavering from the screen. Paul smiled, knowing that in ten minutes, Matt would be his to control. Paul took out a nice Helix cigar and lit it up. He blew a large cloud of smoke at the trapped stud. He watched as Matt quietly repeated his new orders.
Paul picked up a phone and spoke a few commands into it. He smiled as he walked over to a control panel. He took out an oxygen mask and put one on Matt and himself. Paul then pressed a blue button marked with a Z. Instantly, clouds of blue smoke swamped the room. It took less than ten seconds to fill the room. Paul watched as the studs playing in his cellar got a good whiff. They smiled and then dropped out cold. "Night Boys" was all he said.
Four very muscular men came in, wearing nothing but gasmasks and tight lycra trunks. They walked around and sprayed all the sleeping forms with more knockout gas to make sure they were all asleep. Once done, they began to pick up certain gentlemen and brought them into another room. "Run program 3 and 7 for them" Paul said to one of the gas masked men. He then pressed a red button and the gas was removed just as quickly as it came in. He removed his mask as well as Matt's.
Paul smiled as Matt sat there quietly and blankly, awaiting his next orders. Paul lit another cigar and smiled. Soon he would have more men trained to get young men for him. Matt was now his "knockout toy" and was more than willing to privately train him.
"Are you ready , boy?" Paul said. Matt answered with a dopey smile and glazed eyes.