I couldn’t stop staring as his ball sack gently drooped down onto the table with each stroke from the machine.”Not sure,” he said. What’s your name by the way?””Liam,” I said automatically, surprised to remember that. Gay sex “But unless you can find a way out of the straps, I’d get ready to start blowing some loads.”I started thrashing around and desperately tried to think back to how I got here. “I’m a sophomore at—””One second,” Nick interrupted me.I watched with horrified curiosity as he closed his eyes and started to breathe heavier. I’m supposed to be in class.””And I’m supposed to be playing lacrosse.” His biceps bulged with his hands bound behind his head. “I don’t want to be here! “He couldn’t cum in our last session yesterday, so I guess they replaced him with you.””But —where are we?” I sputtered. It follows Nick and Liam’s attempt to escape. I’m supposed to be in class.””And I’m supposed to be playing lacrosse.” His biceps bulged with his hands bound behind his head. I was a nerd — pale, awkward, and lanky.”So you’re one of those skinny dudes with a big dick?” said Nick with a grin, as if he had read my mind and was trying to cheer me up.
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