Chapter 3

“Cut it the fuck out!” O.B. said, squirming to get away from the pleasurable sensations that were running from his good-sized balls to the tip of his dick. “I’m gonna fuckin’ cum!”

“You wouldn’t be the first,” Haskel chuckled as he moved the vibrator away from the sensitive area and back down O.B.’s leg.

For twenty minutes the tantalizing torture continued. Each time the machine was brought up to his nads, O.B. was sure he was going to shoot. But in the end he held his load.