the yuear is 2014 and the ala's code of coduct has taken control of the ala. keith micahel fiels rules the ala council code of conduct session with his iron fist: "if i'm not having sex at this conference, no one is" he exclaims with a tinge of evil and a tinge of thirst. i know that tone of voice, as we have had many sectual encounters dating back to the birth of time. keith is hard. keith is thirsty. the time has come. the entire ala is now under the rule of

IRON COC

keith winces as he looks down at me from the ala council podium. i see the bulge in his pants. the shadow of his belly reaches just down the shaf of his 'coc'. he pronounces "coc" as cock. the level of power he assrts over librarianship leads back to his cock. it was imbeded with magical powers passed down through the generations, this i know to be true, becauz i have swallowed massivae magical loads over and over in the time that i have known him. they are sugary syrupie loads. he always demands that full attention be paid to his coc, tho his coc has never had the power over so many peopl as it does now.

later that night i see keith and we lock eyes. i know that he is using some of the power from is magical iron coc, because i cannot unlock my gaze from his. i know what will happen next because he te;lls me. before alap, i must meet him in his hotle room. (he has many hotal rooms in every conference hotal because he must recharge his power)

i meet him in his room and he mimmeadiatelty drops his pants. his iron shaft glistens in the light from his now-glowing eyeys. i beging to suck his coc and my cock begins to harden. i cannot satop sucking his cock up and down until he throws me on the bed and put my cock into his ass. thios is how he gains his power.

as his asstightens around my hard cock, it almost feels as if my life energy is being sucked out from me. as i cum inside him, i feel not only a white load but my thoughts and feelings enter his being as weel.

he throws me off ov him and down on the bed, his hard iron coc still glistentning in the light from his eyes.

"with the entire ala conference under the controll of the code of conduct, MY COC!..." he exclaims, "...all will be thristy for release. soon enough all librarians inthis country will be under the control. of my IRION COC!"

he zips his pants back up atround his still-throbing hardon. i know he has more librarians to seduse and more life enegry to drain. he leaves the room and i am stuck to the bed, unable to move. "Who will save us from the power of keith fiel's iron cock?" i ask myself...