The American Prince 7: Slavery

When the big black Buick rolled slowly down the street, it was already dark. The days were getting shorter very rapidly now. Mark sat inside looking and feeling like a high school preppie as he searched the sidewalk for his new contact. He knew that these street kids were at the very least flighty and unpredictable, but he was hoping against hope that this one would be different. He could tell from his years of experience that this one was very inexperienced, which could make it go either way. They had missed their first appointment, but Mark had seen the police car pick him up and was hoping that he would show up again. The promise of a big payoff, by street standards, would certainly be enticing; on the other hand, the kid just might not be ready to submit himself to a situation that they both knew could be not only intimidating, but downright dangerous. He was still mulling all the possibilities around in his mind when he spied the gorgeous teen standing on the curb looking directly at him. He looked as if he had just come out of a student council meeting at his preppie high school. He was even more gorgeous than Mark had remembered.

“Colin!” Mark called as he pulled over to the curb. “I’ve been looking for you.”
“I’ve been here,” Colin replied. “I’m here almost every night about this time.”
“How’s business?”
“I’m gettin’ by. I’m sorry I didn’t show up that night. I was here, but I got picked up by the police.”
“I know,” Mark said. “I saw you just as the cop put you in the patrol car. Any problems?”
“Not really. They just questioned me and let me go.”
“Questioned you? About what?”
“Just my name and where I’m from and all that. They gotta think I’m pretty stupid if they think I’m gonna answer all their questions. But I wasn’t doin’ anything wrong so they had to let me go.”
“I’m glad you didn’t get in any trouble,” Mark said as he glanced in his rear view mirror nervously. He was a little concerned that perhaps his target had been followed or was being watched. “So, you ready for some fun?” he said when he saw nothing in the mirror.
“I guess, if you are,” Colin said. Mark motioned and he got in the car.

After Mark had taken a few turns to make sure he wasn’t being followed, he suggested to Colin that they go directly to his house. “I thought you wanted to go to a hotel?” Colin questioned. He didn’t know why, but he was nervous. He was certainly well seasoned now in the art of pleasuring male clients in the seat of a car, but he had never gone with anyone to their home before.
“I don’t have a room,” Mark answered. “I decided not to get a room unless I saw you. I really didn’t want anyone else. Besides, I think we’ll be more comfortable in the privacy of my home, don’t you? It’s not far from here.”
“Shouldn’t we discuss money first?” Colin queried.
“That depends,” Mark replied. “You been saving your cute little virgin butt for me?”
“I been saving it, but not for you.”
“Who then?”
“I dunno, just saving it for the right guy I guess. Maybe if the price was right, it could be yours.”

Colin had received many requests to deflower him both from clients and associates. Not the least of these had been Derek, whom Colin had been screwing regularly ever since they met. In fact Derek was the only one he had ever invited back to his rented room, and they had spent several pretty hot nights there. Colin had only recently decided he was being silly to save it for Tony or David because they were both gone and he was going to have to face that fact. Now as he regarded the very handsome, extremely anxious face of his client, he decided he would go for it if he could make some extra money. “You sure you’re a virgin?” Mark said again.

“Uh-huh, I’m sure, but all things have to come to an end some time, right?”
“Tell ya what,” Mark said. “I know a lot of you guys head south about this time of year and I’d like you to stick around. So I’ll give you two hundred bucks to spend the night tonight, and another hundred if I take your virginity.”
“Sounds good,” Colin agreed, trying to hide his excitement. “I’ll take the 200 now, and the other hundred if I earn it.” Mark agreed and fished in his pocket for a wad of bills. He peeled off ten twenties and handed them to Colin as he rounded the corner that led to his house.

Colin was quite astonished to find such an isolated residence right in the middle of Boston. He didn’t know a lot about real estate, but he knew enough to realize that such a place, a very large old house sitting in the middle of a large grove of trees, with no other houses in sight, had to have cost a fortune. It actually reminded him of his own home in Jacksonville; or at least what used to be his home. “Nice place,” he commented without even thinking.

It serves my purposes,” Mark replied. “Real soon now I think I’m gonna be able to finish paying for it.”
“Oh? You gonna inherit a fortune or something?”
“Something like that,” Mark commented. “If things work out the way I’m hoping, I’m gonna be closing a very big business deal.”
“Well, good luck,” Colin said sincerely. He had no inkling that he was a part of this big deal.

Inside the house, Mark ushered Colin upstairs to his very large bedroom. Like the rest of the house, it was pure luxury. “Now this the kinda whoring I can deal with,” Colin thought to himself. Mark offered him a drink, and Colin said sure, if you have a coke or pepsi. Mark produced the drink from a small refrigerator in the bathroom along with a beer for himself, then suggested that Colin get naked while he set up the camera. “Camera?” Colin queried.
“Yeah, I’m gonna take a couple pictures of you, if you don’t mind.
“What for?” Colin questioned, getting suspicious again.
“Just a hobby of mine. I like to take pictures of all sorts of beautiful things, and you’re a beauty if there ever was one. I’m not gonna post them publicly on the Internet or anything like that, so don’t worry.”

There were alarm bells going off in Colin’s head, but he ignored them. Actually the thought of being photographed nude was somehow appealing to him, so by the time he was naked he was also very hard. “Well, at least one part of you is ready to go,” Mark commented with a chuckle.
“It’s gettin’ so it’s always that way,” Colin said, blushing. The camera snapped and the flash went off. Colin shot a look at the camera, and it flashed again. “That’s it,” Mark said, “pose a little.” Colin did, and the camera flashed. Encouraged now, and very turned on, Colin began posing, absolutely thrilled to have his naked body appreciated. He took some of the stances he’d learned in Karate class, accentuating his developing muscles, his lithe lean frame, and... his less than mature genitals. His cock was so hard now it was aching for release, and he suspected he’d get that release very soon, judging from the look on Mark’s face.

After about a dozen pictures, Mark said hoarsely that enough was enough, and gently laid his little whore on the bed, making no effort to get undressed himself. “You’re so perfect!” he whispered, sending shudders of pleasure and desire through Colin’s body. “You’re fifteen, you said?”
“Uh-huh,” Colin said. “You want me to suck you now?”
Not yet. Just let me enjoy your delightful body, ok?”
“Whatever,” Colin said, somewhat confused. “It’s your money, so I guess that makes you the boss.”

Mark continued to examine every square inch of Colin’s body, all the time making comments like “Perfect!” and “This is gonna work!” When he reached Colin’s crotch, with both hands poking and probing gently and his face only inches away, he sighed, even giggled a little. “You’re quite underdeveloped for fifteen,” he commented. “I’ve seen twelve year old’s with more pubic hair than this.”
“Sorry,” Colin said. “It’s comin’ in, but it’s slow. I thought you’d know ‘cause of my high voice.”
“It’s perfect!” Mark said breathlessly. “You can shoot though, right?”
“Yes, sir,” Colin said self consciously.

He felt Mark’s finger roaming under his small balls and up to his anus. He was very high now - high on pleasure and so horny he was willing to submit to just about anything. He felt the finger touch his pucker hole and jumped a bit. Somehow realizing what Mark wanted, he spread his legs and bent his knees slightly to allow better access. “Beautiful!” Mark whispered and he began pushing his finger. “I didn’t tell you before, but I’m a doctor,” Mark said. “Just relax, I’m gonna push my finger in a little, ok?”
“Uh-huh,” Colin answered, his eyes closed now in total ecstasy. He took a deep breath as he felt the finger push against his sphincter, then he felt himself give way and the finger was sliding into him... gently, smoothly, until he felt the rest of Mark’s hand against his bottom. “God you’re tight!” Mark commented. “You really are a virgin, aren’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” Colin replied. He was feeling dizzy, light-headed as Mark probed around his insides with his skilled finger. He jumped and gasped when Mark touched his prostate. “Beautiful!” Mark commented. “Developed, but not too big. You’re gonna do perfectly!”

The finger withdrew quite suddenly and Mark stood up. “You just lie there and look pretty,” he said as Colin looked at him with fuzzy eyes. “I’ve got some things I’ve gotta do.”
“Wha...” Colin struggled to speak, but found the words very difficult to form. He discovered that he couldn’t move. His lips had that same fat numb feeling they had when his dentist used to freeze his gums to work on his teeth. His arms and legs felt like dead logs attached to his body. “Whaaa...” he tried again.
“Don’t fight it,” Mark said. “I’ve given you a suppository. I’m afraid you’re quite helpless right now, and in a few seconds you’re gonna be asleep. Just enjoy it, my little beauty, while I go attend to business. I’ll be finished and back to you long before you wake up.”

Colin heard the words, but they sounded miles away. He understood, but he didn’t comprehend. As he struggled with his fading mind and diminishing eyesight, he finally felt so overwhelmingly peaceful that he just let his eyes close, and everything went black.

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It didn’t take long for Tony to discover that the Administrator at Willowcrest had been contacted by a child psychologist somewhere in the Northeast. The man told Tony that whoever this guy was had evidently been in contact with Colin and was trying to get some background information. The man had refused to say where he was and the call couldn’t be traced, but some things the man had said had revealed the general location of the caller, and therefore probably of Colin himself. It wasn’t much, but at least it was an indication that Colin was alive and well. “Have you told Mr. Frank?” Tony asked.
“No, sir,” the man replied. “He somehow convinced me that it would be in Colin’s best interests if no one knew where he was calling from. He seems to be working with Colin, trying to persuade him to go home or at least get some help. I wouldn’t be telling you either except that I know something of the relationship you had with the boy, and in the event that he is found he’s going to need more support than I believe his father will be willing to give him. If you will give me some contact information, I promise to keep you informed.”
“I’ll be going to New England,” Tony informed him. “I’ll give you my cell phone number, which is good anywhere in the US. I will be sure to have it on and with me at all times.”

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Mark sat at his computer with a wide grin on his face. He was waiting for an email, a very special email that he knew would be coming at any second. When it did arrive, his grin widened even more. “Yesss!” he breathed. “Now to get to work. The sooner I get this wrapped up, the sooner I’ll be able to get on with my life.”

When Colin awoke, he was in almost total darkness. He had a very itchy nose, but when he tried to scratch it he discovered that his arms were restrained somehow. As the fog cleared from his brain he realized that he was still naked, but he was no longer in the bed where he’d been when he went out. He realized that he had no idea how long he’d been out, but he somehow knew it had been at least several hours. He tried to lift his head, but it too was restrained. He rolled his eyes around the dark room, being able to see very little. He did make out the white sheets of the table he was lying on.

Table?

Yes, table! He was lying on what appeared to be a doctor’s examination table, his arms held tightly at his sides with wide straps, his legs elevated and wide apart in some sort of stirrups, probably similar to what he knew that doctors used to give females a vaginal exam. There were also three restraining straps around his chest, abdomen and hips, so that he could do little more than twitch. As the lights suddenly came on in the room, Colin realized that his bladder was full to overflowing. He had to pee, and RIGHT NOW! “Ah, I see you’re awake,” Mark said cheerfully as he came into sight.
“Yeah, I’m awake,” Colin said sleepily. “And I’ve got to go to the bathroom real bad.”
“Not surprising,” Mark said. “Just hold on a few more minutes and I’ll take care of that. I’ve got some very good news for you.”
“The best news you can give me right now is that you’re gonna get me off this table so I can go to the bathroom,” Colin said irritably.

Ignoring the remark, Mark went over to a cabinet and retrieved a long slender package and ripped it open at one end. He went to a sink and washed his hands, then took some sort of hypodermic syringe and filled it with water from the running faucet. He then applied some K-Y gel from a tube to what appeared to be a red rubber tube protruding from the end of the package, then positioned himself between Colin’s legs. “This might sting just a bit,” he said as he pulled back Colin’s foreskin and wiped the exposed end of his penis with an alcohol swab. Colin flinched slightly, but didn’t say anything. “I wasn’t going to do this right away,” Mark commented as he began to slide the tube up inside Colin’s penis. “Rahim agrees with me that you’re absolutely perfect, but puberty is beginning to hit you in a very big way so this is something of an emergency. We’ve got to get on it right away.”
“On what?” Colin said. He was finding it hard to concentrate, what with the hangover from whatever drug he’d been given and the very strange sensation of something being slid up the inside of his cock.

“I’ll explain it all after we get you more comfortable,” Mark said as he continued to push the tube inside him. “First order of business is to get you catheterized. Just relax, we’re almost there.” Colin felt the tube, deep in his gut, as it hit something. He knew somehow that it was the sphincter of his bladder. Mark attached the opposite end of the tube to another plastic tube, then gave the catheter a final push and Colin felt the delicious sensation of his bladder emptying. Mark attached the syringe full of water to a small attachment on the end of the catheter, then pushed the plunger down and removed it. “There,” he commented. “Now you’re not gonna have to worry about having to pee for about a month. This tube will do it for you.”

Colin felt indescribable relief as his bladder drained through the tube into a plastic bag attached to the leg of the table he was on. Then there was a really strange sensation when it was finally empty and collapsed. “Man, you really did have to pee!” Mark exclaimed.
“What’s going on?” Colin asked in a pleading voice. “Why have you put that thing in me?”
“The catheter?” Mark questioned. Colin nodded. “That’s so you can pee properly without making a mess. Things would get really messy without that. There’s no way you could pee without help with your arms restrained like that.”
“But why...” Colin pleaded, “why am I strapped down like this?” Colin tried to struggle against his bonds, but found it was totally useless. To add to his distress he felt extremely weak, barely able to put a strain on the straps at all.

“I’m a surgeon,” Mark replied, “and a good one. I’m too good to put you out for surgery without a qualified anaesthesiologist, and I have to keep you from moving somehow. I have given you a muscle relaxant and strapped you down. You’ll thank me for both before it’s over.”
“Before what’s over?”
“It’ll all become clear soon enough. As I said, I have some very good news for you, but there’s gonna be a bit of a price to pay. Right now I have some patients I have to visit. While I’m gone I’m going to have another of my patients take care of you. His name is Steve and he can answer some of your questions, perhaps give you something to drink if you need it. I’m afraid you can’t eat before your surgery, but you can have as much to drink as you want. I’ll be back in a few hours, then we can get started.”

“Surgery?” Colin questioned. “What surgery?” But Mark was already walking out of the room. Colin was so confused, so frightened and helpless, he did the only thing left that he could do: he started to cry. “You in pain?” Colin heard a very high soprano voice say from behind him. He struggled to move his head, then rolled his eyes to see a young boy enter the room. “I’m Steve,” the boy said as he came into view. “I’m supposed to take care of you till Dr. Mark gets back. You ok?”

Steve looked to Colin to be about 12 years old. He was a very pretty boy, but somewhat immature looking for his age, Colin thought. He had a very pleasant smile on his face, his deep blue eyes peeking out from under a very voluminous blonde mop of hair, which was very nicely styled. He was wearing what seemed to be a short dress, possibly a night shirt or perhaps an extra long T-shirt. There was a large metal collar of some sort around his neck, and a pair of thongs on his feet. “I said, you ok?” he repeated.

“Yeah,” Colin answered, ‘cept I’m scared to death. What the hell’s going on here?”
“Like I said, I’m gonna take care of you till Dr. Mark gets back. I gotta get ya cleaned out inside so you’ll be all ready for surgery as soon as he’s ready. He told me you’re a bit of an emergency ‘cause you’re already into puberty.”
“What kind of surgery?” Colin pleaded. “Can’t somebody tell me what’s goin’ on?”
“I can tell you just about anything you wanna know,” Steve said with authority. “As for your surgery, you gotta be emasculated.”

Colin wracked his brain, trying to think of where he’d heard that word before. He had no clue what it meant and couldn’t remember where he’d heard it. “What’s emas... emasc...” he stammered.
“Emasculated!” Steve helped him pronounce it. “See? Like this!” He pulled the tail of his shirt up to his chest, revealing his bare crotch. He took a step backward to be sure he was in Colin’s line of sight. Colin looked and gasped. There was nothing there! No hair, no penis, no testicles. Absolutely nothing! Colin could see a few very evident scars which had healed to nothing but red lines. As if reading the question in his mind, Steve pulled the skin in his crotch up toward his belly, revealing what appeared to be a small hole between his legs. “This is where I pee now,” he explained. “Of course I have to sit down, but you’ll soon get used to that.”

“He cut off your... he cut off everything!” Colin said. “But why? What did you do to him?”
“I didn’t do anything to him,” Steve said with a smile. “He had to do it ‘cause that’s what Rahim wanted. He doesn’t like his boys messing around with each other, and this is the only way he can be sure. An’ Rahim doesn’t like boys after they get more mature anyway.”
“Rahim? Who the hell’s Rahim?”
“He’s the rich dude that’s bought us,” Steve said as calmly as if he were talking about selling a car. “Look, I know this is all new to you and quite a shock, but you’ll get used to it. Once you get your head around the idea and learn something about where you’re going, you’ll see that it isn’t all bad. Right now I gotta get you cleaned out, so why don’t I get started, and I’ll tell ya all about it while I work.”

“Don’t bother,” Colin said resolutely. “No one is gonna cut off my dick and balls!”
“I fail to see how you propose to stop him,” Steve said. “Anyway, let me go ahead and start the irrigation. I promise you’ll like it. Dr. Mark says we’ll be gettin’ this every day when we’re finally settled in Rahim’s harem.”
“His what?”
“His harem. He’s got about a dozen boys, an’ he likes ‘em all to be kept squeaky clean, so we get irrigated every day. It’s cool, you’ll see.”

As he talked, Steve pushed a pedal on the floor and Colin felt a part of the table under his butt fall away with a clatter. Then Steve rolled a small cart over to the table and positioned it to one side of Colin’s left leg. He took a large hose and connected it to some sort of fitting on the floor, then ran another hose to the sink where he connected it to the faucet and turned the water on. Colin could see the water flow through the tube and into a large plastic container on the cart. Then Steve picked up a large metal tube with two hoses, one large and one small, coming out of one end. The other end appeared to be tapered to a blunt point. “Gotta lube you up good,” he commented, then without shame or hesitation he squeezed a large glob of K-Y from a tube onto his index and third fingers, and shoved one finger as far as it would go up Colin’s ass. He rolled the finger around a little, then withdrew and inserted both fingers, rolling both of them around and getting Colin’s hole well lubed. Colin could feel himself getting hard, catheter or no. “Dr. Mark said you were a horny one,” Steve commented when he noticed Colin’s pole standing straight up.

“You some sorta assistant for Mark?” Colin asked.
“Not exactly,” Steve replied. “Dr. Mark said I could help if I wanted to while I’m waiting, since I’m not allowed out of the house till Rahim sends his plane for all of us.”
“But if you’re all healed, and Dr. Mark is gone, why can’t you just leave?”
“I wouldn’t recommend it,” Steve said, that infernal smile still on his face. “This is gonna be a little cold at first,” he warned as he took the large metal thing and held it against Colin’s hole. “Take a deep breath,” he instructed. Colin did, and Steve slowly shoved it inside him. He hadn’t seen a ridge on the tube, but he felt it as it popped past his sphincter, and Steve stopped pushing. “Ok, I guess you’re ready,” he said. “I’m gonna turn the water on. It’s warm and feels really good. You might have a cramp or two, but it’ll soon pass. This thing’s gonna fill ya up with warm water, then suck all the shit and water outta you, then fill you again, and it’ll keep doin’ that till I turn it off. It usually takes about an hour to get ya all cleaned out, but as soon as the water runs clear out of you, you’re done.”

Colin heard a small pump start, then shortly after he felt a warmth inside his belly, and he felt himself filling with the warm fluid. It felt weird at first, but as Steve had promised, it felt good. He immediately felt the need to empty his bowels, but he knew he no longer had any more control over that function than he did over his bladder, so he just tried to relax as he felt, and saw, his belly begin to swell. “As I was saying,” Steve continued as he sat down on a stool by the table, “we been sold to Rahim, who is this really rich dude that lives in a little country in the middle east. He likes boys a lot and he’s so powerful in that tiny little country that they just look the other way, so he keeps a whole harem of slave boys. Dr. Mark says he takes real good care of all the boys, an’ all we have to do is what we been doin’ on the street here anyway. He always takes one or two of the boys to bed with him and you can imagine what he does then. He travels around some, and always takes some of the boys with him.”

“We’ve been sold? You mean like slaves?”
“Not LIKE slaves, we ARE slaves.”
“But we’re not gonna be boys forever. What happens when we grow up?”
“You’ll find you’ll grow and mature a lot slower once you’re a eunuch. But when Rahim loses interest in one of his boys he always finds some real cushy job for him. I mean, this guy is so rich it’s beyond our imagination. And in case you haven’t already felt honored by being chosen as one of his slaves, he’s probably payin’ 5 or 6 million dollars for you. Dr. Mark says he might just retire after we three are delivered.”

“Three?” Colin questioned.
“Uh-huh. The third one is Gary. Dr. Mark and I cut him last week. He’s still in bed in another room, but you’ll meet him soon ‘cause he’s just about to start getting up and around. He’s 12 and I’m 13, and you’re 15, right?” Colin nodded.

“But slaves!” Colin said. “Slavery has been illegal for a long time.”
“It’s illegal here,” Steve pointed out. “We’re not gonna be here. We’re gonna be in a little country no one ever heard about. And besides, when ya think about it, it ain’t so bad. We’ll have a good warm place to sleep in our own room, lots to eat, and someone to take care of us. We got nothing to worry about, we don’t have to worry about school or jobs or cops or AIDS. All we gotta do is what we do anyway: suck dick and get fucked. Only it’s always with the same man, and he’s very careful about AIDS. Dr. Mark has already taken a blood sample from you, an’ he’ll be taking two or three more before you go, just to make sure. Rahim never takes anyone who’s been fucked in the butt before, so if the blood tests all come back ok, we’re all pretty safe.”

“But he cut your balls off! And you cock!” Colin protested.
“Uh-huh. I didn’t like that at first either, but now I kinda like it. It’s so nice and smooth down there, and it’s always gonna be that way. I didn’t have any hair there anyway and I never grew any. I’m gonna be shaving yours off soon as you’re cleaned out, an’ Dr. Mark said he can fix it so you never grow any more. You’re gonna like it, I promise.”

Colin would never have admitted it to anyone, but he found that Steve was beginning to make sense to him. The idea of losing all his genitals, his identity as a man or boy, was on the one hand troubling, but on the other hand Colin found himself intrigued by the idea. “Me, a eunuch!” He thought, “a completely nullified eunuch, just like the old days in Rome!” To be honest though, Colin didn’t really believe this was happening to him. In many ways it was almost surreal; some figment of his imagination, probably as a result of whatever drug he’d been given up the butthole. In the meantime, he found he was thoroughly enjoying the action of the machine that was shoved up his butt. He felt himself fill up, watched his belly distend until he almost looked pregnant, and then suddenly the relief as a valve opened and everything rushed out of him through the large tube and into the drain in the floor. He was almost sorry when Steve finally announced that the drain water was running clear, so he was done.

After the big nozzle had been removed from Colin’s butt and the machinery cleaned up and put away, Steve approached him with another small cart containing a basin of warm water and a razor. “Say good-bye to your pubic hair,” he said, that wide grin still on his face. “You’re never gonna have hair down there again. You want me to lift your head so you can see?”
“Yeah, please,” Colin said before he’d had a chance to think. Why he wanted to watch he had no idea, but he did. Steve pushed a button and a small motor started, and Colin’s head and shoulders were slowly raised into something of a sitting position so he could see his groin easily. “I wish I could release some of the straps,” Steve commented, “but Dr. Mark would kill me. You gotta stay strapped down till he puts one of these collars on ya.”
“What does the collar do?” Colin inquired.
“It’s kinda like one of those invisible fences for dogs,” Steve explained. “There’s places in the house we can go, other places we can’t. If ya try to go somewhere you’re not supposed to go you’ll get a jolt of electricity that’ll knock ya on your ass. I tried it once, but believe me, once is enough.”

“There’s gotta be some way to escape,” Colin insisted.
“Believe me, dude, I’ve tried,” Steve answered. “You would not believe how I tried! But when that fuckin’ collar jolts ya, you’re goin’ down and there’s nothin’ that’s gonna keep you on your feet. It hurts like hell, man!
“So take the collar off,” Colin suggested.
“Not gonna happen, man,” Steve replied. “There’s nothin’ short of bolt cutters that’ll take this thing off. It snaps right on, but it’s a one way snap and it’s made of stainless steel. There’s no way of gettin’ it off except cuttin’ it off ‘less ya got the key.”
“But, there’s gotta be some sorta control to cut off the electric field.”
“Yep, there is. It’s upstairs, an’ we’re not allowed up there. There’s no way, man. Once you got that collar on you, you’re here until Dr. Mark decides you’re gonna leave, an’ that ain’t gonna happen till Rahim comes to get us.”

Without further ado, Steve placed two towels under Colin’s behind, then soaked his pubic area with warm soapy water. After his victim was well soaped, he began shaving, covering the entire area from belly button to knees, all over the genital area right back to beyond Colin’s pucker hole. Colin was astonished to notice that he was still painfully hard. “I’d love to suck one more load outta you,” Steve commented, “but I can’t with that catheter in.”
“Why don’t ya take it out?” Colin suggested. He was starting to get desperate to get off, and his ragged breath attested to that fact. Steve stopped shaving for a brief moment and looked Colin in the eye, his grin fading just a bit. “You’re really turned on, ain’t ya?” he said, his own breath becoming ragged. Colin nodded. “Lemme finish this job, then we’ll see,” he said as he went back to his task.

The catheter sliding out of Colin’s hard prick only served to make him more desperate to cum. He was incredibly in heat now, expending all the energy he could muster to keep from begging for relief. He soon discovered that Steve was every bit as horny as he was because as soon as the tip of the catheter was out, Colin saw his rock hard cock disappear into Steve’s anxious mouth. He only got to bob his head up and down about three times and Colin was gushing seed like a fire hose. It was without doubt the largest, best orgasm he had ever had in his life. And he was beginning to think it was more than likely his last.

“Man, that was the biggest load of cum I’ve ever swallowed,” Mark heard Steve say as he watched the video monitor in his comfortable upstairs living room. He had returned from attending to his patients a half hour ago and had decided to check to see what his charges were doing before he let them know he was home. He had been recording the entire time he’d been gone, hoping to get a few nice tidbits to remember them by. The blowjob he’d just witnessed certainly had made his efforts worthwhile. Part of him wanted to just watch to see what would happen next, but the other part, the largest part, wanted to taste that sweet boycum that would very soon cease to be available. Colin’s reply served only to confirm his resolve. “I got a feeling there’s more where that came from,” he said to Steve.

“I hope you both enjoyed that little episode,” Mark said as he entered the room that was to be Colin’s operating room.
“I’m sorry, sir,” Steve said as he fumbled with the catheter, trying to get it back inside Colin’s penis.
“I’m not,” Mark said with a grin. “I got the whole thing on tape. You’ll both give me hours of pleasure watching that video in the coming years, when I’m retired in Cancun. But that’s enough for now, Steve. Don’t bother putting the catheter back in just yet. It seems our new patient needs a little more milking before he becomes a eunuch, right, Colin?”
“Please don’t do that,” Colin pleaded; but as he spoke, his penis was already getting hard again. Not wanting to waste any time, or any of the precious nectar that Colin was not going to be able to produce much longer, Mark placed himself between Colin’s legs and engulfed the growing penis before him. Steve stood and watched, remembering his own emasculation and the hot blowjobs he’d enjoyed before he lost the ability to cum forever.

To be continued...