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Baby's Incorporated, Part 6
by GuyzGoNakieFiorMe
Mike Capiletti's dick was being manipulated and his cum cultivated and sold to some very rich clients, women whose husbands could not impregnate tham and who had no intention of letting some low-class jock fuck them. They lay on a gurney, just out of sight, legs spread, a tube leading from their pussies to the milking device several hundred yards away which was connected to the thick uncut cock of the football coach who bragged about his potency, as his family of six attested. Again and again the silicon sleeve had milked Mike to teasing orgasm of nine or more blasts of pure protein, pneumatically shot fresh and hot into the waiting counts of a bevy of VERY rich clients.
As a special treat, Cooper had been invited to ride his Coach's ass at the coaxing of the young doctor in the fertilization lab. Each jab of his red-hot eight-incher slamming against the prone Coach's prostate had caused the bound muscle-god, whose cock was attached to a milking machine, to pump nearly a dozen blasts of potent cum into the pneumatic tube that air-blasted his sperm-rich jism into the waiting pussy of a rich woman in another waiting room.
Not to be outdone, Cooper had pulled out of the Coach's ass at the last minute, brought his dick to Mike Capiletti's face, forced him to open wide, and hosed more than a dozen hot blasts of white-hot cum into his Coach's mouth and across his face. He laughed as he watched the mouth of Coach Cap, as they called him in school, fill up until cum was overflowing his lips. "Swallow it, bitch" Cooper had ordered him, and he relished the site of the Coach struggling to swallow it all.
At the sight of Cooper's copious load, and impressed with the youth and virility of the young man, the doctor had quickly and stealthily drugged the young stud and prepared the boy. The Doctor took out a large mortar and pestle. He then took a bottle from the shelf, and showed it to the young man. It was marked Viagra.
“The usual dosage is 50 mg” he told the tethered boy.
The doctor emptied the pills into the bowl, about 40 of them.
“I’ll be applying 2000 mgs to you” he smiled
The metal pestle ground the diamond-shaped pills into fine blue dust. He took another bottle from the shelf. This too he showed it to the bound football player. It was marked Flunitrazepam.
“Huh?” Cooper uttered.
“Roofies,” the doctor said with a chuckle.
The mixture was painted over Cooper's erogenous zones -- earlobes, neck, armpits, nipples, abs, obliques (or cum-gutters). The doctor had taken special pleasure in peeling back the football stud's foreskin, painting the super-sensitive cock-knob, and then rolling the foreskin forward again.
With Cooper, prepped, the silicon milking sleeve was applied to his cock. With the press of a button, it suctioned tight around the 8 inch phallus like a second skin and began to heat up. another button pressed, and the sleeve began to grip and relax around the cock, caressing it with JUST enough pressure to keep him hard, horny, on the EDGE of orgasm without ever cresting. Every thirst seconds the sleeve oozed heated oil around his cock, keeping his powerful dick well lubricated. The doctor decided to allow Cooper to experience this…pleasure…for thirty minutes.
His face was flushed, cheeks red, sweat dripping from his neck down over his powerful chest. Cooper's nipples stood out hard, pink, barely a shade darker than his skin, but stiff as pebbles. The doctor delighted in tracing his thumb and forefingers over their fleshy hardness, pinching them ever so softly to produce a moan. The doctor wondered if any of Cooper's girlfriends knew just how much he secretly loved his little titpoints teased and played with.
"Fuck man, please…let me cum," Cooper McLaughlin moaned.
"I can't allow street language, here, Cooper. I'm sure you can appreciate that my clients are very rich and very sophisticated. I'm afraid, you will have yo be punished."
The doctor rolled a metal table over on which lay a rattan cane four feet (1.2 metres) long and half an inch (1.27 cm) thick. The cane had been soaked in water beforehand to make it heavier and more flexible.
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