Get this shit off my dick!

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Get this shit off my dick!

Jackson stepped out of his car on his driveway. He felt the dart in his neck and reached up and pulled it out. He looked at it, and comprehension was just starting to settle in when he faded to black.

An hour later, he awoke in the lab strapped to a chair.

He looked down at himself. He was naked and equipment was strapped to his body. His legs were held wide apart. He tried to close his knees but he could not shield his genitals.

“Ahh good, you’re awake,” the man in front of him said.

The man was dressed in a surgeon jacket but Jackson was certain he was no doctor.

“What am I doing here?” he demanded.

“You’re helping with our research into youth sperm production. We can begin now.”

Before Jackson could protest, the doctor turned on the equipment. The first thing Jackson felt was a probe sliding up inside his rectum. He sat up shocked and tried to rise away from it, but he was secured too tightly.

The doctor smiled at the boy’s comical reaction. They all responded like that, but they got used to it.

The knobbled probe slid back out of Jackson’s hole, then in and again and back out. He realised it was more than just a probe; it was fucking him!

His attention switched to the tube that surrounded his penis. It was sucking at his manhood, but the end was also vibrating. He felt himself rapidly hardening inside it.

Then his attention switched again, this time to the vibrator touching his testicles. Again he tried fruitlessly to move away from it. It was making him feel incredibly horny and he didn’t WANT to feel horny in front of this man. He didn’t want to be turned at this man’s whim. But his body felt otherwise. It was always eager to be stimulated, and now was no different. His penis strained, and before he knew it, he was experiencing his first orgasm.

The doctor watched Jackson’s semen pump into the collection bottle with a smile.

“Well that was easy,” he observed, mocking Jackson’s inability to last even a full minute to resist the devices’ stimulation. “Another young man who enjoys being fucked.”

The doctor left the room before Jackson could protest but he returned a little later, glancing at the orgasm counter beside the boy. Jackson had squirted 8 times in just 30 minutes; his testicles must be exhausted yet still the machines kept him throbbingly hard.

The boy was furious yet he’d never felt so horny.

“Hey get this shit offa my dick!” he demanded, feeling yet another orgasm building.

“Sorry, no can do son, and you can stow that attitude or I’ll turn everything to high and leave you overnight.”

Even as the doctor spoke, a vigourous squirt of cum rose from the boy’s dick, travelling along the pipes to join the two inches of semen at the bottom of the collrection bottle.

“Hey did you just cum again?” the doctor taunted. “That makes what, 9 times in just 30 minutes. Just 4 more hours to go this session.”

“4 hours?!” Jackson screamed, “I don’t even wanna go 4 more seconds. Let me go or I’ll fucking kill you when I get free!”

“When you get free? Ha ha. And just for that, you can spend the night on high.”

The doctor typed some numbers on the computer screen and everything quadrupled its motion. Jackson felt his hole being pounded and his balls being vibrated as though he was sitting on industrial machinery. A surge of ecstasy rose in him an he knew he would yield a lot more of his precious semen to this irresistable contraption.

He screamed in panic.

“No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. Noooooo!”

The doctor turned of the lights.

“I’ll see you in the morning young man.”

“Noooooo pleeeease!”

Jackson came again for the tenth time…