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I awoke slowly from a night of peaceful sleep. I found myself on my stomach, gently moving my hips, grinding the sheets. I oddly upbeat, as I had since this bizarre set of events had started. I was humping the bed because I also felt indescribably horney. Obviously this feeling wasn't centered in my cock, since I no longer had one. Instead, I felt sexual in almost every other place on my body. It must be like when a person loses their sight and the other senses compensate. As my nipples brushed the sheets, they came came alive and sent erotic currents through my body. I pushed down the top sheet and it sensually brushed every hair on my legs and ass as it slid away. I got the urge to reach back and touch my ass, so I did. I moaned at how hard it felt, and softly touched the hair around my asshole, teasing myself, now circling my hole with my finger. I slid it in, just a little at first and then all the way, as far as it would go. I was moaning now, excitement building the way it used to when I'd jack off. "Very nice, Patrick. This is just what I've been waiting for", the Dr. said, as he came from nowhere, catching me in the act. I instantly removed my finger, and turned over, embarrassed beyond words. "Patrick, don't be that way. You know I can see every move you make from the cameras over your bed. I watched you wake up. I've been watching the whole time. Continue what you were doing." It was not a request, but a command. "I can't..." I stammered. "You CAN and you will." For some reason, I didn't question him further. I obeyed, and reached back, inserting my finger again as he watched. I got even more excited, which surprised me. He began giving me directions. "Now, up on all fours, so I can see my handiwork while you finger yourself." Again, I complied, sticking my ass up and out as far as I could. "Is this the view you wanted Sir?" I couldn't even believe the words were coming out of my mouth. All I wanted was to please him-- this man who'd emasculated me, mutilated me for his pleasure. Somehow the thought of him enjoying the sight of what he'd done to me became the most erotic thought in the world. "Oh yes, that's quite good actually. Don't stop. Now rub your pee hole with your thumb as you're finger fucking yourself." I did as he asked, and the sensation was incredible. "Now roll over on your back and pull your knees to your chest, Patrick" I complied. Dr. Speakman began to unbutton his shirt. "I'm going to enjoy this... a LOT, Patrick", he said, smiling. His torso was not muscular, as mine was, but he had a good, masculine, hairy, stocky body. He lowered his pants as I watched, still holding my knees to my chest, showing him my pee hole, my asshole, all I had left to show. When he pushed his boxers down, his thick cock sprang back against his belly. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Up until a few weeks ago, I'd been so used to feeling, touching, enjoying my own cock everyday for my entire life. Now that was no longer possible. I missed my dick. Seeing his made me realize all the more how much. But oddly, I wanted to make his dick feel good now, the way I used to make my own feel good. He approached the bed and then lowered himself on top of me, until his chest touched mine and his dick lay, solidly, on my bare crotch. I moaned loudly. "Now wrap your legs around my ass, and your arms around my neck, Patrick". I did, and he began to kiss me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He stopped to spit on his hand, and I knew this was the only lube I was going to get, before he pushed himself inside me. I could feel him lubricating my hole and suddenly, he was in me. He began fucking me, softly at first and then building to a steady rhythm. To my amazement, I was enjoying it at least as much as he was, as though I'd been doing it my whole life. He grabbed and held my legs at the ankles, pulling himself upward, so he could see my sexless crotch as he fucked me. I was eagerly pulling myself to him, taking his cock all the way to his pubes. Soon, I felt him come inside me as I tightened my asshole around his dick, milking him. I was astounded how easily these impulses came to me. He withdrew and brought his dick to my mouth. I cleaned him off greedily, still as horney as when we'd started this. He climbed off, and began pulling on his clothes. "That's what sex will be like for you from now on Patrick. You'll use your ass and mouth to please me, and as many men as I see fit. There will never be another blow job for you. You'll never fuck again. You'll never ask to be jacked off. You'll never jack off in the shower or when you wake up in the morning. You'll stay horney for me, just like you are now, and be ready whenever I decide I want you. And you know what? You'll like it too. "Yes sir", was my only reply. |