Notes

Guthrie Michael didn't like talking about his job. He was a chaplain at a big hospital, only he found he did less real spiritual support and care and more bending down.
It was an unfortunate truth (to him) that, after foolishly wearing an ill-fitting shirt to work, "Chaplain" Mike was now the slut of the hospital. Every day, if, somehow, by some miracle, some male patient/family member wasn't filling him up or doing any number of other depraved things, the male nurses made sure to come by and milk him for all he was worth.
Like all sensible men, Mike believed he could only come once at a time. But then a male nurse had torn off that ill-fitting shirt and fucked him for the rest of the day. Mike was dazed and had blacked out at least four times during said fuck session, but he knew for a fact he had come at least ten times.
The next day, he wisely chose a much less revealing shirt to wear, and even wore a jacket over that just in case. Unfortunately for him, that nurse had already spread the news all over the hospital that, if any male employees were feeling hot or bothered, they just had to pop over by his office for a quick fuck.
Next came Doctor Gallagher. As Mike helplessly came over himself over and over again, his blurry vision slowly running down his muscled body now covered in his own come, he felt a finger pinch his come-covered nipple and a mouth come next to his ear.
"Damn, 'Chaplain' Mike," he laughed and tugged the other nipple as his mouth went for his neck in between words. "You sure you didn't go into the wrong profession? I'm pretty sure you could've been a millionaire by now if you'd just sold your body when you had the chance. Now you're stuck in this dumb old job and your body's being abused anyhow, only difference being your paycheck's no different."
Mike gasped as he came once again.
He limped his way out of the hospital that night, his entire body damp from that shower he'd just taken in one of the private bathrooms. He valiantly but unsuccessfully tried to block out the memories of all of those hands and voices and cocks filling him and touching and fondling him-
He shivered. He had thought he would be safe in the showers. He had thought they would give him at least that much privacy - to wash off the come they had mercilessly forced out of his body.
But then, as he sighed and felt the water run down his well-built form, the door opened and he froze.
'No,' he repeated to himself over and over again. 'It wasn't possible, why would they- how could they-'
And then another mouth was at his cock, sucking in the pre-come already leaking there as fingers prodded at his ass, seeking his prostate.
"Ah!" He yelped as the finger finally pushed in and, as if knowing already where it was, slammed against that sensitive nerve within him. His cock twitched in the unknown man's mouth, and he gave a deep laugh, one that only increased in intensity as Mike screamed from the vibrations and came in his mouth.
"Oh, my dear Mike." The man with the deep voice said. "The things I'll do to you."
Mike was then fucked out until he had passed out. His nipples and cock and ass were sore, and his entire body was wet from the shower. When he came to, more people were there, but he couldn't tell which had been the first - the man with the deep voice.
"Shit, Bill," one of them said. "You really did quite the number on him, didn't you?"
"I couldn't help myself." There was that voice again. His name was Bill? "When I see something as irresistible as this, can you truly blame me?"
"But everyone's got a threshold, y'know. Even this guy. How the heck's he going to serve all the patients tomorrow if he's all out of come? You know how disappointed everyone's going to be after we went through all of the trouble of sending those videos-"
Mike froze and tried not to breathe too hard. He knew as soon as they knew he was awake, they'd start again. He didn't think he'd gotten more than a 2 minute break ever since that first male nurse had started this entire thing.
"-They want to see him come, y'know!"
"I know that, but- Ah, it seems he's awake," the man with the deep voice came into view and smiled malovently at Mike. "Had a good rest?" He reached for Mike's chest (perhaps intending to make him come from nipple play alone, as others had decided to do), but a hand slapped the other man's away.
"What the hell, man," Mike could imagine the other man scowling, "learn to share a little."
"Very well," Bill gave a deep sigh and Mike heard steps slowly fading away. "Just make sure you don't keep him too late."
"Rich coming from you," the man muttered quietly before hoisting Mike's limp body up. "Alright then, 'Chaplain'. It's time I put you through your paces."
Mike thought that after the amount of fucking he had went through, he would be ready for this. He would be less sensitive. He wouldn't come from a little bit of teasing.
And then he came from a single touch to his cock, and as he screamed and only slightly heard the man's huskier voice saying inordinately dirty things, he realized it would only become harder as the days went by.
He managed to convince the man to let him go early, so he could take another shower and then go home.
And so here he was, in the parking lot, his entire body shaking slightly from exhaustion. He reached for his car keys in his pocket, and as his hands made contact with his pants, another set grasped his buttocks and squeezed them mercilessly. Mike cried out once again as he came in his pants and knelt down. He was so fatigued he hadn't even heard the man approach. But now his shirt was off and exposed to the cool air and - oh god, his pants! - and then he was naked and being forced stomach-up onto a nearby bench.
The man's breath landed on Mike's face, and he flenched slightly as hands grasped for his nipples. His cock rose in involuntary interest, and the man grinned before trailing a finger down Mike's muscular chest.
"And you were so close, weren't you," he mock-sighed. "If only you'd been a little quicker." And he grabbed Mike's chest and fondled the supple muscle found there.
Mike came again. And again. Until he had passed out and woke up naked, come-covered, and somehow even more exhausted than before in the shower room, the water splashing against his oversensitive body.
He quickly got up and got dressed, ignoring the seep of the water through his clothes. He patted his pocket and sighed in relief. The man, at the very least, hadn't taken his keys.
He had to get out before someone else came. But then, he had rounded a corner and, to his horror, there was a doctor, lab coat and all.
The doctor unashamedly wandered across Mike's wet body, and the slutty chaplain realized in horror that, with all of the water, he may as well not have had any clothes at all.
He tried to back away, but then his back was against the wall and he was naked again and he wondered briefly if he'd ever get home before he cried out again and came all over the walls of the hospital.
The doctor drove him home. Mike would've been grateful for the show, however slight, of kindness, only the doctor had been sure to fill up Mike with a massive vibrator and had attached these torturous vibrating eggs to his nipples and cock, and now he was coming all over his car and his clothes and he couldn't stop sobbing. He begged and begged, but the toys didn't stop even as the truck did. In fact, the doctor carried him to his apartment with the toys still on, dumped the naked, writhing body on the bed and watched as Mike came over and over on that too, and sat down.
As Mike passed out after his 40th orgasm, he swore he heard the flash of a camera on him and his sexy body.
When he woke up, it was to both a vibrator and a cock in his ass, and the vibrating eggs still on his nipples and cock. Other men were there too, in the apartment, watching him get fucked with lecherous grins and stares as he came over and over and over again.
He felt his body fill with come, then he dropped heavily onto the bed with a mournful sigh and, as the next cock filled him, he looked up at the clock by his nightstand, tried to ignore the come that stained the outsides, and looked at the time.
2:00 A.M.