Gary prepares to get started with his student arrival, making the member swell and glisten with the gooey coating of Bator Balm. He wonders just how hard and muscular the tool will become, and remembers his recent guest with the most urgent and upward member he’d ever had the pleasure of draining.
The boys watch intently as the action plays out on the laptop screen, their members throbbing and drooling in their rubbing hands, observing each other as they build up to a climactic release that will change Scott and Aiden’s friendship forever.
With his friends seemingly under a bizarre spell Kris cautiously watches them rush into the room, their lengths slapping and wagging, their buttocks flexing with every hurried move forward. In the center, the giant erection throbs and dribbles, the chains holding it in place flexing while it continues to swell to its full potential.
If Aiden is surprised to burst in and find his friend Scott stroking his hard uncut shaft to a blowbang video, he doesn’t show it. Max is mortified but the unexpected arrival seems nonchalant, in fact the sight of the video seems to have him intrigued. Max’s plan to lock down and stay out of the way until he and Scott swap back is all but dashed, but his concern only grows when Scott’s friend decides to use the unexpected interruption as a means to satisfy his own needs. How will Max explain the new dimension of their friendship to Scott?
Twenty four year old Kris Aanders is both fascinated and fearful, realizing he’s part of a scientific experiment. His thirteen peers have no such concern, naked and pressed up against the glass of the chamber, rubbing and groping, desperate to gain access to the mammoth member growing in rigidity beyond the large door. His lust for pleasure might not be equal to the frenzy he’s witnessing among this group of fellow test subjects, but he’s more than a little curious, taking the opportunity to share strokes with his friends.
Trapped in the body of 18 year old Scott, Max is determined to spend the day doing nothing and avoiding all contact. Thankfully, with Scott’s dad heading to the office and his own work passed to his assistant, it looks like it could be the easiest of body swaps… until the phone rings.
As soon as he opens his eyes Max knows he’s swapped bodies again. He has a plan, he knows he needs to find his own body and the eighteen year old neighbor inhabiting it, but first there’s another damp and throbbing priority he needs to take care of.
Tice encouraged him into the alcove, a fresh pair of gloves on his hands and ready to proceed. He only had one more subject to clear – the group’s older leader Sean Reilly – before they could resume. He was eager to lead the young men through the mastubarbation chamber and into the containment room, to give them their first sight of OBJECT-6476.
“He watched as more members of the group arrived to deliver their seed, even participating himself in the deep chorus of intensely horny yeah’s and fuck’s continually being issued by the crowd of masturbators around him. An occasional request popped into the mix, “cum on his lips, bro” or “squirt on his cock”, and dutifully they would comply.”
Carl arrived in front of him, his muscular body completely naked, his cock poking out with rigid urgency from beneath a neatly trimmed bush. He took the empty glass from his hand “you sure you’re okay, buddy?” he asked, pouring another two drinks for Scott and himself.
