Brain Hack Incest Chapter 01 – Hacking A Stranger To Suck Me Off

I guess you can call me a regular 18 year old high school student.

Or maybe irregular. I don’t really know what the fuck other guys my age get up to, not really.

I sit at the back of the class, away from the jocks and bitches.

My only friend, Kevin, was the only other guy I know who kinda got me. He was equally 18 and a fucking virgin.

“Tom! You gotta check out this girl I found last night!”

He practically shoved his smartphone into my face. He had an obscure adult website running, a girl moaning as a guy with a massive dick plowed into her.

“Dude!” I said, “put that shit away, you’re going to get us in trouble.”

Kevin looked around. The phone’s volume was low, but I didn’t know if others could hear it. If they did, they weren’t taking any notice of it.

“You gotta relax man, no one gives a shit.”

But I did. I was ‘uncool’ enough as it is, I didn’t need to have a reputation as being the local pervert too.

“I read the comments. Other’s are saying that the girl? She ain’t faking it, but she’s not doing it on her own free will either.”

“What the hell are you talking about.”

“It’s an app, the girl apparently had her mind hacked into being a slut.”

“That’s a load of crap. What’s next? Pills that’ll make your dick big too?”

Kevin bristled at that. He had a chip on his shoulder about his dick size. I didn’t. Oh boy, I didn’t one bit. Let’s just say I’m much bigger than average. Doesn’t mean shit if girls aren’t interested in you though.

“I’m serious, you can even check out the website. Dark web shit, this is.”

“Malloy! Get your butt back in your seat, class is starting soon!”

Kevin scrambled and left me in peace. Mrs Clayton was a firecracker of a teacher. She put the ’S’ in strict and for some reason I think she had it for me and Kev. Maybe it’s our lack of purpose or something? We’re in the last year of high school and everyone around me seems to know what they want to do. I had no idea what I wanted. Kev seemed content just watching porn all day long.

Still, I guess I should enjoy what’s left of my school life. Mrs Clayton had one thing going for her though- Her looks. She’s got a seriously big rack on her and the pencil skirts she liked wearing couldn’t hide the thick curves of her ass.

One time, she wore a shirt that was so thin, I could make out the purple lacy bra as she was bent over my desk, lecturing me on how I fucked up on my math equation. I spent the rest of that class with a boner under the desk. It wasn’t something I could hide easily too. Most days, I jerk off before I come to school just so I didn’t have to deal with errant woodies in school. I’d be the laughing stock if I did.

Class passed by with me barely paying attention. A part of my brain kept going over to what Kevin was saying about that girl in the video. I saw only a bit of it, but it was enough to get an impression.

There was no way the girl was faking. There was a look in her eyes, of pure bliss. She was really into it. That or she was a world class liar. I seen enough porn to be able to tell when a girl was simply going thought the motions though for the cash.

And brainwashing and all that crap? Gotta be some urban legend bullshit.

The school day was almost over but I didn’t fancy going straight home. Mom was probably working and I didn’t want to deal with Ashley’s crap. Ash is my sister. She wasn’t what you’d call smart but she somehow got into college. But she’s still living at home to save on rent. It worked out fine for her, you’d think she’d want some privacy. But seeing as Mom was never home, Ash would have no qualms bringing some random guy home to bang. Being a cheerleader bimbo, it’s usually some meathead she meat in the gym or jock from college.

Anyways, I was sitting on a bench in the school courtyard, scrolling through my phone. I wanted to satiate my curiosity.

I found the obscure website Kev shown me- I was sneaky like that. For all he’s worth, Kev did have a knack for finding lesser known websites with quality videos. I found the video he shown me, but I didn’t watch it- I didn’t want to get an erection in school. It was getting late, but you’d never know who was still around. I sifted through the comments and lo and behold, some people did mention this ‘Brain Hack’ App.

What’s more, it was developed by a guy right here in my very town!

I noted the address and figured why not. Go and see this guy who apparently made the App.

I took a few buses into town. By now it was dark and the streets were already bustling with people just finishing work or people getting ready to go out to party.

I weaved my way through the shadier side of the town, full of tightly packed buildings, the kind where there were signs for shady looking companies that didn’t really advertise what they were selling. I figured out that the modelling agencies were really a front for porno shoots.

I could a detective at this rate.

I entered a shabby non-de*********** building and my destination was on the fifth floor. I walked past a bum by the entrance who paid me no mind. There were cardboard boxes strewn everywhere and the more I climbed, the more convinced I was that this was a bullshit excursion.

I ended up in front of an office with the sign beside the door saying ‘Brain Tech Inc’.

Okay, so the address matches up with the address I found on the internet.

I rapped on the door, I couldn’t see in through the glass pane because it was obscured by blinds.

I waited for a few minutes and was about to leave when the door opened.

“What is it?