Appearances Can Be Deceiving

Appearances Can be Deceiving

Graduation

Note from the author: I put the use of the prescription drug sildenafil, this requires the supervision of a qualified physician. All these events are fictitious, and who knows maybe someday. Had to put that in here guys.

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Todays was Collin’s six-week date and the official end of his training. Mike had taken him and laid him down on the gurney looking thing the chair would fold out into. This made it easy to strap him in tightly and securely by simply using the built in straps on the chair. He was strapped on his back and when he was tightly secured in, Mike put a pair of blind folds on him, and he could hear all kinds of activity around. When Mike finally took the blindfold off, there was something large beside him that had a cover over it. Mike took some thick lubricant and greased Collin’s dick up well with it. He even spent a minute jacking it, which felt like Collin had been magically transported into a universe where the only thing that exists was pleasure.

Collin looked down at what was happening as well as he could, his head had been secured by a chinstrap built into the chair/gurney.

Mike asked, “You ever hear anything about a drug called Sildenafil, you know it is the chemical name for Viagra?”

Collin, “I just know it is supposed to be like for people that have problems keeping it up.”

Mike went on, “Have you ever taken it, if so, are you allergic to it?”

Collin answered him, “No, to both questions Master.”

“Are you on any medications, and if so what and how much?”

Collin said, “Master, I am taking something called a beta blocker for a fib I was born with. That is all.”

Mike asked again, “Have you ever had an allergic reaction to a drug?”

Collin thought and replied, “No Master, I have not.”

Mike rolled over and was looking down at him, “Open your mouth wide”, at the same time he unzipped his fly and pulled he semi-erect penis out of it. He got a pill bottle and opened it up and took one out. He put it in Collin’s mouth and closed the bottle. Then Mike got the head of his cock close to Collin’s open mouth and after a brief pause a small jet of his piss shot into the mouth.

He looked satisfied and said, “Now use my piss and swallow that pill down.”

Collin swallowed it down easily enough and Mike had that, I am about to do something different to you look on his face.

He said, “You can relax slave, that was not rat poison or some kind of designer drug. It was 50mg of a drug called Sildenafil, more commonly known as Viagra.”

As he talked, he worked but he had his back between what Collin could see and what he was doing to his dick. It felt wonderful, he was applying more of the thick kind of whatever lubricant it was. The stuff had the consistency of lard.

Mike talked on as he worked and said, “It is a safe drug, takes about twenty minutes to kick in, then for about two to three hours. Something magical happens, when men get excited there is an enzyme that signals the body to flood your balls, shaft, and head of your dick with blood. That is what causes one to get a hard on, just the way it works. I look for treasures everyplace, and that drug is a treasure. Most people look at Sildenafil to treat erectile dysfunction, as it greatly boosts the amount of this enzyme in the body. I look at it and see a way of keeping my slave’s dick rock hard for two the three hours, regardless of what I do to it, and there be treasure there for sure.”

The little sadist moved out of the way, and Collin met the Heavy-Works, 5000 all-purpose fuck machine capable of several different uses. It was called the BigMax. Mike had moved it over to the side of the gurney and run one metallic arm that ran out of the top of the device over next to Collin’s dick. He was screwing a long plastic tube with a slitted opening. He screwed it into the end of the arm of the machine and positioned the slit above Collin’s dick and then got the control box for it.

He told Collin, “Now I would breathe normally and make myself as comfortable as possible. You may be here a while, but this is what you have wanted, is to get off, well you will.” This made Mike both suppress a laugh and feel that warm stir in his semi-hard cock.

Mike pressed a button on the machine, and it slowly began to descend. When it reached Collins dick, Mike allowed it to slowly push the tight plastic tube full of the greasy lubricant till it was almost at the very bottom of his dick. Once he had it where he wanted it, he keyed the sequence that it knew how far down to go. He used the box and slowly had it slide up about 75% of the way up the length of the shaft of Collin’s cock. It was so tight that just this little bit had Collin moaning. Mike finally got the machine programmed as he wanted it and inspected his work.

He told Collin, “Look straight up.”

“Yes, Master.”

There was an Ultra-High-Definition television mounted to the ceiling and he could lay there and watch it. Mike had grabbed a remote and then all the footage and imagery that he had been taking of Collin was playing. So, Collin was to lay here and watch as he had sucked Mike’s dick, Mike had fucked him up the ass, he had already probably swallowed at least a gallon of the man’s cum or had that much shot up in him or all over his face. Mike got some camera tripods out of a closet and set them up so this could be broadcast to the site he enjoyed. When he got everything set up the way he liked, he patted Collin on the cheek and went to get himself a mask and set his website room up. Once he was ready, he stepped back into view and was wearing a mockery of the killer’s mask from the movie franchise, Scream.

He waited and, in a couple of minutes the main red light went live on the camera. Mike had moved to the head of the gurney turned facing Collin’s feet. He reached down and heard a series of slicks and his head angled down about 30 more degrees. Mike positioned himself and slid about half his penis inside the bound boy’s mouth. He grabbed the control box for the machine and triggered the sequence to start. As it did, a piston in the machine began to move up and down.

Mike pushed his dick on down into Collin’s throat cutting him off in mid-moan. and it slid the tightfitting plastic tube that was all lubed began to slide up and down the length of Collin’s penis.

He looked down into Collin’s eyes, “Well you made the six weeks, so you have earned to get off. We are going to find out just how many times you can back-to-back. I would get comfortable as you will be there a while. This is an order, if I am not in the room with you, watch the porn we have made as Mr. Heavy does his work. This practice is called milking, most people that do it this way call it torture milking, but the public freaks out.

Mike had finally worked his dick all the way into the back of Collin’s throat.

“Just relax that throat and enjoy the ride. Do something I don’t like we will stop this, and I will put you back in the cage for six more weeks. I told you after the six weeks, you would be allowed to cum. That is the understatement of the year.”

The machine had sped up, it was made to be variable if you gave it the instruction set to do so. Collin was beginning to moan something crazy and the sensors on the machine picked up on that. So, it shifted into one its faster speeds and began to tilt back and forth a little bit. This just meant that the machine was jerking Collin from a little different angle each time. Mike knew it felt good and Collin cut lose and the inside of the plastic tube on the end of the machine turned white as his cum busted all inside it.

He said, “Damn, finally!”

The top of the tube had a couple of hoses attached to it and came out of the machine. The bigger one provided suction and pulled the fluid out of the tube. When it was gone, through the smaller tube, it injected a fair amount of heated lubricant inside, then started its cycle again.

Mike was staring into Collin’s eyes as he pushed the big head of his dick down into his throat. When it was there, he let it set there a second and just enjoyed the tightness. There was a look of sheer ecstasy on Collin’s face. Mikes was a little smugger and it was arrogance that showed. He started to aggressively throat fucking his slave as Big Max, the fuck machine, had gotten him nice and hard again. Mike liked to use BigMax on people as he just never stopped. He never got tired, most certainly did not care how what it was doing felt to whomever it was being done to. If you were not gagged, you could beg the BigMax, try to bribe him, appeal to his common decency; You could do all of that and more, but BigMax would continue to pump and not care.

Mike mused, one could tie someone up completely immobile in a position then they could easily set up the BigMax, with a dildo attachment on it, and go to work. You work, well so does BigMax, in that situation one might as well say; the slave is just fucked. Just the thought of the power of this, ratcheted up Mike’s hotness factor by 300%. All those biochemical things that happen in the brain, nerve endings became more acute because they begin to fire faster. The enzyme that causes the chemical signal that tells our body to flood the cock with blood rises sharply. Just as his slaves would be for the next 2 – 3 hours via Sildenafil. In two to three hours, he would learn how long it took to milk this slave completely dry. It would be an experience one would just have to experience. If he managed to fire his cannon for the record of the ones, he had done this too, then he got an extra beer at dinner this evening. If not, then this would have to be something worked on somewhat semi frequently to get him there.

His voice was heavy, “Oh, would you look at that.”

As he said the next two consecutive words he was bumping as he thrust twice to get all his dick down in Collin’s throat.

“Shame, shame, on you. Keep shooting your evil seed into the lubricated plastic tubes on a sex machine milking you; I am just going to start thinking that you are a bad boy.”

Mike was getting close, and the BigMax, he would be going for a while he had a lot of catchups to do with Collin. There were some definite advantages to this lifestyle, and Mike saw the irony. This Adonis, tied to his bed here being mechanically milked and throat fucked by him. Had submitted and obeyed like the property he now was, and this was all he had wanted and had thought about the previous six not being able to do what he had just done. It was likely all he thought about, in his idle time and such. He would be at his full capacity on his usual cum amount storage. People’s fast recovery time and all that varied by individual.

In three hours, if the Sildenafil had its maximum effect, plus you can add that Collin right now was practically a horny bomb primed and ready to explode. So, he went for a long time during a great deal of stimulating activity without busting one. He was about to bust a great deal, as much as he could or would have thought about. When BigMax was turned off, Collin would be grateful. Yet he would get to experience something few people do. Your cannon starts blasting dry orgasms, that has its own unique feel. Mike knew and it is what pushed him over the edge, and he emptied his cock down Collin’s throat.

BigMax’s tube was rhythmically continuing its same pumping action. BigMax, never said much, he just relentlessly continued to do what it was currently doing. The inside of the tube went white again. The machine went to self-cleaning cannon blast number 2. As it was quickly and mostly cleaned, BigMax never stopped his pumping which seemed to be his primary purpose.

Mike cleared himself and put on a house robe and left the room to take a shower. His slave would be there a bit, BigMax had a job to do. Mike climbed into the shower and adjusted the water to comfortable. Damn! That little slut’s throat felt good. He began to quickly wash himself and then just stood there for a minute under the hot water soaking. He considered a few things; he could have made it much rougher on him. People would all him a pervert, were someone in the world that is running an actual business. Makes an, all-purpose, sex machine with multiple uses and features. For instance, it has a tube that normally is plugged off to keep the contents behind it from leaking out. When they shot off in the plastic catcher, it had to go someplace didn’t it. Many people would have rigged Collin just as he had, but they would have uncapped that tube and taped it inside of his mouth before leaving him. Mike had not illusions, he was a freak of the first order, but there were worse. Just the thought of leaving Collin in the setup he was in now and taping that, uncapped tube and sealed it so he had to sit there and swallow his own cum every time he shot. It was enough to make Mike get hard again.

Collin was absolutely trapped directly in between ecstasy and a growing burning feeling in his cock that was uncomfortable, but in a good way. He laid there as BigMax, who no one had able to manage to pass during his watch was busy. Collin was having his dick sucked/jerked by a machine, that followed the same mantra that its later cousin, The Terminator, would be known for. Till Mike decided, it absolutely, positively would not stop. He was looking up at a video of hm, recorded on a website. He could tell because Mike, had a painted face, a fake nose and was wearing sunglasses.

Possibly not the best disguise, most likely he didn’t give a shit. Collin was laying across the bed on his stomach, hands tied behind his back and legs tied apart with a bar in between his ankles. The cleverly disguised Mike was on his back and the shot was from the side. As he watched his own ass being pounded by Mike’s big cock it was, well hot. At least it was to him, and he could feel the demanding machine getting closer to winning again. On the screen on the ceiling, Mike had really, worn Collin’s ass out and had pulled out and had rolled him over on his side and got in position to let Collin lick him clean.

It switched to another camera, and it was a close of him. Obediently licking Mike’s cock clean after it had just come out of his own ass. BigMax was ever patient and continued its work. Collin kind of moaned, the pornography and six weeks of abstaining supplied the desire, The increased levels is Cyclic GMP from the effects of the medication, had relaxed the blood vessels supplying the penis and those are all the variables you need to have a big boner. BigMax had no mercy, and Collin managed to get a little fluid out this time. His moaning went on for a few seconds. There was much going on and he was experiencing them all. There was a great deal of burning this time as he was trying to ejaculate. For a few minutes he felt fantastic and just kept moaning and it wore down.

No one seemed to have told BigMax, so just kept right on going, this was now generating post orgasm torture, just as it had the first few times. Mike had come into the room, saw what was going on and he got something out of a bag, as Collin laid there and moaned. Mike had found what he wanted and had walked down to where BigMax, was connected to the trap over Collin’s penis. Mike had stopped it and took a notch out on the side of it about ¾ of the length up and inserted this big ring looking thing and took the cover and snapped it into place. He restarted it and when Collin got blasted with more post orgasm torture it was now worse and he knew why. Mike had just more or less inserted a ring that would stimulate the top ¼ of the penis as it slid up and down. Collin began moaning again as the modified BigMax went into its light change of angle with every stroke,

The moaning that Collin was doing was really turning Mike on. These were the moments he pushed people to extremes as he did. Mike was certain that what Collin was feeling right at this moment he would still remember it if he lived to be an old man. He got up and took his sweatpants off and got up on the bed and straddled Collins face facing his feed.

He said to him, “I am going to teabag you for a bit.”

Collin opened his mouth wide and Mike, with some work got both of his balls down in his mouth and felt Collin’s tongue go to work.

Mike was looking at the trap on BigMax as it cleared up and he could see Collin’s pennis filling up the tube again. It worked every time.

With Mike there to see to things, BigMax got one hell of a workout that evening.