Russia 2

Demitri awoke naked with his arms and legs outstretched on a smooth medical tabletop. The walls were white tiles with a huge mirror set into one wall. Harsh hospital lighting came from fixtures on the ceiling and from an adjustable lamp attached to the bed.

“Ah, Demitri, you’re awake I see,” George Townsend said as he strode into the medical suite. “As you know, I am a researcher and I need to perform some tests. This won’t hurt at all—in fact, you might enjoy it quite a bit. But first, I need to ask a few questions.” The boy’s frightened brown eyes excited the man in the white lab coat.

“First, Demitri, are you interested in girls?” The fifteen-year-old blushed slightly, mostly from the swelling in his crotch as he nodded. “I see. And have you been, er, active with girls?” Not sure of how to respond, the boy simply blushed deeper. “Well?” George nudged.

Demitri had watched as his best friend get a blowjob in the alleyway outside the apartment building they both lived in by a girl that had offered a blowjob to him as well. Unfortunately, Demitri’s mother came home then and called for him from the front stoop, which, thankfully, was out of sight of the alley. That had been only a few weeks before. And the same girl had fondled him in the same alley the year before, but she did not let him take it out of his pants and he came inside his pants filling his underwear (which they could then afford) with his hot cum. “Um, no,” the embarrassed boy answered.

“I see. And which of these women do you prefer?” George asked holding up the full-nude pictures to the women from a fancy Moscow brothel.

Demitri was totally shocked by the candid nature of the questioning and feeling very exposed revealing his sexual secrets to his new owner while being completely naked. “I don’t know. They are all pretty,” he managed.

“Oh come on. If I am going to pay for one of these girls, you should at least enjoy her.”

“But sir, why would you pay for women for me?”

“It is for an experiment. Now which girl do you like?” George asked, still very amused by the inexperienced boys enormous excitement, evidenced by the twitch of his now fully erect cock.

The girls were all very young—some appeared to be fourteen or so. But one girl, a blonde with long hair and piecing blue eyes and the Swedish swimsuit figure was amazing. Any guy would choose her, and George knew it. “Dagmar Hagelin.”

“Really? You have the same taste I do,” George lied. “I invited her over tonight. She is in the house right now watching TV until I am through with you. Wait here, I’ll be right back.” George grinned as he left the boy attached to the bed. When he returned, Dagmar was right on his heels. Her shapely figure caused the bound boy’s cock to drool on his stomach.

“I see he is waiting for me. So you are sure you will not need me for yourself Herr Townsend?”

“There are those who need you more. I will leave you two alone.” He slipped out and stepped behind the two way glass. He watched as the blonde Swede caressed the boy’s leg and cupped his very large for his age sack in her lightly tanned fingers, as she grasped his engorged shaft and licked the tip of his uncircumcised cock. George watched as she lifted the boy’s cock into the vertical and slowly lowered herself onto it. And he watched as Demitri threw his head back in ecstasy after just two thrusts. The girl then strode from the room leaving the boy alone with his afterglow.

“I see you enjoyed yourself,” George said as he opened the door, indicating the puddle of cum and vaginal juices on the boy’s stomach. Demitri just smiled at his kind master. “So let’s see what we have here,” George said as he lifted the boy’s flaccid member and looked at its oily covering. He gently stroked the penis that just minutes before had emptied itself into a Swedish adult model. It started to harden again. “So there is some life left down there,” George said amusedly. “You up for another go with this thing?”

The boy nodded and his master stroked the pre-lubed cock. George watched as the foreskin slid up and over the engorged head. Within a few minutes, Demitri, still thinking about the beautiful woman to whom he had lost his virginity, grunted in pleasure and watched his cum squirt onto his smooth, gently rippling stomach. “Did you enjoy that?” The boy nodded blissfully. “Good. Now I am going to give you a small injection.”

George inserted the needle into the smooth skin of the boy in front of him, easing the plunger in. The boy was groggy within seconds and fell asleep for the last time as a boy.