All three men seemed delighted with the convulsions and sounds the bum-boy was making: he was certainly emitting some strange noises as the doctor stimulated his cock to the nth degree.
After a good twenty minutes or so, Daniel moved aside to allow me to see the end of the doctor’s torturous edging. A muffled outburst of verbal abuse filled the room as the bum-boy’s cock released a torrent of creamy white spunk. The boy’s body continued to convulse as the doctor encouraged his slave to, ‘keep it coming, boy. I need to see more.’
I stood and shuddered as I realized the zapper would be attached to my cock soon: I would be forced in to one of those rubber wetsuits, or a sleep-sack, and milked by the doctor for hours on end. I looked down and my traitorous cock was fully erect.
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