by Denis Hevia
In tribute to Achilles, the creator and owner of Achillesheelart web page, this story was inspired by one of his drawings.
Jeremiah Eunatus William McMahon Jr., known by everyone as Jerry, recently he started working as a laboratory assistant at the Center for Cibergenetics Engineering “EUGENICS LABS”, founded in 2032, one of the most sophisticated institutions of modern science. Young Jerry had come to work there to help him pay his apartment; it was his first serious job. Like all boys born under "Enhanced Genetic Act", he was by birth a healthy and smart boy with excellent physical parameters: 6'2 height, 185 lbs, black hair, hazel eyes, gorgeous face and suntanned skin. Today at his 23, he was a strapping guy, fond of outdoor sports, gym and surfing.
Jerry -like so many other boys his age- used to get into trouble and since his father left home, leaving alone him and his mother, the boy was always one to another place messing around. In the bottom he was a tender heart kid, though. He had been conceived in vitro fertilization under genetic modification before being placed in the womb of his mother and was one of the fetuses with brighter future of the first human incubation made in EUGENICS LABS. It was supposed to be a perfect child with outstanding parameters, ready to be the perfect soldier or citizen. But the experiment had some failures and Jeremiah Eunatus William McMahon Jr. was the regular guy with the imperfections of any human conceived as traditional model, despite the guy had a brilliant and lively mind and an enviable physical resistance. Besides his outgoing personality made him liked by everyone, with his cocky attitude and beautiful smile. Since his fickle character doesn’t allow him to develop his talents, he’d never become a champion because he lacked application.
Once he got into EUGENICS LABS, Jerry had difficulties the very first day of work to intrude on the work of scientists researching artificial intelligence in microscopic microchips. He was about to be fired, but thanks to goodness the old rector Edward Campbell he stayed in, but was lowered of his assistant position and placed as janitor with less pay.
"You have to promise that you will not get into any more trouble here, Jeremiah Jr. okay?", told him kindly the gray-haired man.
The boy swore to have learned the lesson, but his insatiable spirit of adventure soon found new incentives. One day he was cleaning the laboratories of 657th floor because the other janitor of this level got sick. He was wearing cargo camouflage pants, orange t-shirt, sneakers and white cotton socks under the green overall which identified the cleaning staff, showing his respective name on the front. That was a restricted zone, the experiments done there were Top Secret, so the boy was seriously warned. He remained serious during the talk, but then the spark of a naughty thought crossed his mind.
“What kind of new inventions were cooked in those premises?”
He'd have a whole day to find it out. Jerry dared to enter in several of these laboratories. He got impressed with so many strange devices and read a report left on a table. He even used his computer skills to enter a laptop and watch some files that made him shudder with dread.
“Piece of shit!! Those crazy rats eating papers all the time. What a crap!! This ain't life!!”
Jerry went with his cleaning kit in front of a corridor sealed with a glass door with a 3 cm thick, as transparent wall. At the bottom of that long corridor was another door, a white one, which said in large letters TSE.
"What is TSE?" He asked aloud of curiosity.
He passed the glass door and manipulates the handle of the white door. This last was acquiescing to the boy’s request: Jerry was in. He quickly closed the door behind him and his eyes faced the utter darkness. The enclosure was suddenly illuminated and before the astonished eyes of Jerry appeared a narrow hall which connected with a sort of room large and high filled with balls of different sizes, all bright white. The balls rested on the floor, covered the walls and only left space on the roof for fluorescent lamps and a strait passage to the bottom of this strange room, submerged, like all other, in the most cold and aseptic silence.
On the inside of the white door, Jerry could find the answer to his question about the acronym TSE. Tickle Spheres Experiments, these words were written in white discrete letters in a beveled black gold headband. Jerry had a slight shock to read the word “tickle”. He was always insanely ticklish all over his body since his childhood. The mere idea of being tickled caused him a chill throughout his spine. Nevertheless, Jeremiah Eunatus William McMahon Jr. had never dealt well with curiosity… so he went ahead.
Jerry walked slowly along the corridor staring blankly for what could serve those white balls suspended on the walls. At the end of the corridor he saw a large, long table in the center of a very spacious room, the heart of TSE laboratory. Bored and disappointed to have found the monotonous place of EUGENICS LABS, Jerry sat on the table, took out his tablet and went on to play foolishly regardless of the hour. His friend had given him a new game and he wanted to win a bet they did.
The temperature in Eugenics building was cold, and in the laboratories had to keep oneself warm because there could be 10 degrees sometimes. Jerry felt a little hot, but paid no importance; he unbuttoned his upper overall and lowered to the waist. Alienated in his banal entertainment, the guy did not realize that the censor for unsuitable presence was activated from the five seconds of his intrusion and had quietly activated emergency alarms against unwanted people. The consequence of this activation was the movement of many of the white balls, which quietly began to swing. Some of them slid by metal cords on the walls, others by light tubes on the roof, but they were all connected to a thick cables that governed them from the main server of the laboratory... which in turn it was connected to the latest generation software of the enigmatic Dr. Graham Black-Hall, in charge of the experiments in the lab TSE were executed and where young Jeremiah Eunatus William McMahon Jr. had slipped. Not for nothing he had remained working in EUGENICS LABS, thanks to the rector Campbell’s instances. The rector Edward Campbell and Dr. Graham had concrete plans for Jerry, who did not suspect the threads that moved behind him.
The movable white balls eventually placed in front of those that hung in the middle of the room. Jerry looked up for a moment, turned his head thinking he heard a faint sound new balls are not caught his attention, as they were all identical with its pristine and sterile whiteness.
"What a strange things! It seems that going to fall all at once", protested the guy annoyingly.
These white spheres had something creepy that he could not explain.
"Why these crazy scientists want so many balls like these?" asked the intruder, sliding his gaze over the walls mostly covered with white spheres.
Jerry refocused to the game. Moving balls approached to within a few centimeters of his back and head. The lad suddenly turned around.
"What the fuck!!!", he jumped in terror when confronted with the troop of spheres above him. Jerry ran to a corner of the room, before realizing, the balls surrounded him like he was a mouse in a barrel of confetti.
“HEY!!!! PLEASE!!!! HELP!!! SOMEBODY HELP ME, PLEASE!!! Oh my…!!! What’s this shit??!!! C'mon please!!! Somebody help me??!!!” He shouted, flailing about wildly trying to free himself. “Oh my god please, I’m trapped here!! C'MON… COULD ANYBODY HELP ME???”
No one answered. The lad angrily cursed his impulsiveness, he made a great effort as if he were fighting a fierce wave during his surfer matters; he kicked a ball and managed to escape through the gap left by this in the crowd.
The main lights of the laboratory turned suddenly off, leaving only the dim lighting of the balls that glowed in the darkness and the blue gleam of the tubes that slid down the walls of which hung motionless spheres. Jerry stopped a second in the midst of this obscurity, but then he ran down the corridor looking for the exit door. He pulled with all his might the latch, but the electronic lock mechanism was active and the door did not yield to any of his efforts. All the balls had turned to show round openings. The spheres that were chasing Jerry projected through those openings a pipe flexible like silicone cords. The other spheres seemed to be in standby.
Again surrounded by the floating spheres, Jerry ran exasperatedly, already in panic, back into the main room when his foot snagged on a flexible pipe causing him to fall. However, he never crashed into the hardness of the floor since he was caught by dozens of smaller spheres which were connected at the end of the silicone tubes emerging from the holes of the large ones.
The smaller spheres had cushioned Jerry against the impact, but before he could understand what had happened, it appeared before his eyes a big blue sphere made to measure of his size with several holes. At a speed that left no time for Jerry to call out he was tightly seized by his forearms and bringing them over his head. His legs were given the same treatment. He wrestled and kicked instinctively to get away but to no avail.
“WHAT’S THE FUCK’S THIS CRAP??? HELP, HELP, PLEASE!!!”
At the speed of lightning, the big blue sphere swallowed Jerry helplessly to prevent it. His body was trapped in with the exception of his head, arms and feet, protruding through the holes. Each hand was caught in a small sphere. He felt right away an odd fluid stuck to his skin inside this “thing” and his clothes were imbued in kind of warm gas. As quickly as the blue sphere had enclosed him, it raised in the air with its priced content. Jerry froze in disbelief; something inside the big blue sphere had devouring his clothes!
Jerry lost control of his muscles. He was self-conscious, but he couldn’t move an inch below his neck; as if some fluid had penetrated the skin and had suspended the function of nerves and muscles. White spheres and their flexible hoses ended in bionic tentacles glowed against the dark background of the roof stained with a strange glow of black-blue light.
“Oh shit-oh shit… no good is gonna come of this”, whimper the kid looking at his predicament in distress.
The big blue sphere containing Jerry stopped in the middle of TSE Lab’s main room. The boy saw monitors embedded in a wall that were on standby when he got into the lab, but now they showed a message that Jerry didn’t understand, countless letters and weird codes were displayed in the screens at a fast rhythm of beeps.
“Test time, Doctor Graham… The test subject is ready, it’s time to start the experiment”, said a neutral voice from the computer.
“Start???!!! Start what experiment???!!!”, asked Jerry to the monitors, his anxiety was increased. “Oh fuck! Damn insane place!”
He felt his members had recovered his mobility. He fought with all his might, but escape from the prison of those spheres was completely useless. The red led of lab devices blinked fast; the cameras focused better in Jerry’s frame from different angles. New parameters appear on the monitors.
Once again before he could react, the young man saw stunned his hands were engulfed inside white spheres to the middle of his forearms, his legs were also swallowed by two spheres to the middle of his muscular thighs. The arms were held straight with a degree that the lad could barely bend the elbows and the armpits were squarely exposed. His thighs were also separated, so that the naked body stayed in X-form. The precision of the movements of the spheres was so astonishingly exact like all processes occurring in EUGENICS LABS. Jerry was shocked; he wriggled his fingers and his socked toes nervously. Whatever was this scary paraphernalia it was under control of the main software of the TSE laboratory… and it was no funny for Jerry boy. He was definitely lost. He could get fired once or who knows what would happen here. He might even die or converted into a robot or worse... he thought.
The smaller spheres at the end of the hoses that coming out of the big ones were full of bionic tentacles that wriggle over the slightly hairy armpits on the boy. Jerry watched them wide-eyed in panic.
“W-WAIT!!! WHAT THE FUCK’S THIS THING DOIN’??!!”
As soon as they made contact with the hairs of the pits, he jumped as much as his bounds let him. A beep was heard. The tentacles continued their way through the armpits. Jerry broke into laughter.
“WOWOWOW…! HAHAHAHA! STOP THAT TICKLES! WAWWWW!... WAOOWWWW!... WAIT!!! HAHAHA!!! NO NO NO NO PLEASE NO!!! I CAN'T STAND BEING TICKLED PLEASE!!!!I CAAAAAAN’T…!!!
The bionic tentacles kept exploring his armpits. Some numbers were displayed on the monitor. Other tons of tentacles wiggled over his faintly hairy chest and began to flick back and forth over his nipples.
“HAHAHAHAHA, C'MON DOCTORRSSS TAKE ME OUT OF HERE!!! HAHAHAHA OH MY… THAT TICKLESSSHH!!! HAHAHAHA… OWWW!!! OHHH MY…!!! OHOHOHOHO MY…!!! AHHH HAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
Jerry shook his head to and fro, but his face exhibited a broad smile when the armpits tentacles stopped working and were only those ones caressing his manly tits.
The guy shivered as chills of erotic pleasure coursed through his magnificent body. He looked quizzically at the tentacles and spheres; he was starting to enjoy some part of the predicament. The monitors soon showed new parameters on screen. The tentacles in the armpits and chest reported distress instead these touching his nipples registered intense sexual pleasure. His cock began to grow.
After about ten minutes the flirting in his underarms stopped. From more white spheres came up more tentacles that started soft movements in his ears, exploring every centimeter around the outer ears for another ten minutes.
“Stop-stop NOWWW!!! C'MON HAHAHAHAHA!!!! HEY, C'MON, DOCTORS PLEHEHES HELP ME!!!! WAIT A MINUTE!!! STOP, THAT TICKLES HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Then it was the turn of the belly. Jerry’s six pack abs were as strong as his surf board, the skin was suntanned, smooth, unblemished and free of hair. His belly button was deep and wide, worth of love as the rest of his torso. The spheres kept tickling relentlessly the guy’s upper body and stomach area diving tentacles deep into his big belly button, swirling it around and around in there.
“WAHOHOHOHOOOOO-HEHEHEHE!!!! OHOHO MY GOD STOP PLEHEHEHESSS!!! OHOHAHAHAHAHAHA!! YOU’RE MAKIN’ ME FUCKIN’ CRAZY WITH ALL THI’SHIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!”
Jerry's nose also gave positive results on the monitors at being tickled, and his lips, chin and neck. His neck was particularly sensitive.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! STAP TICKLHIN’ MAHH NEHEHHEHCKHHH!!!!”
All signs of anguish and gratification detected by bionic tentacles were sent to the lab’s server and from this one to the databases of EUGENICS LABS mainframe, to be collated and processed.
Other spheres went on to concentrate in the lower areas. Jerry’s hips jumped at the rhythm of the massage of the tentacles. One sphere moved to the crotch and its tentacles softly caressed and tickled his inner thighs.
Jerry’s eyes closed in a clear sign of pleasure. From inner thighs the tentacles went to the nuts while a second sphere held the cock. Since the beginning of the process, the cameras registered that Jerry’s cock had a semi permanent erection lurching from side to side of the hips. In the monitors appeared high levels of sex hormones and neurotransmitters of pleasure. Jerry's cock was erect in all its size, 8 inches long from the base to the cockhead and 2 wide. The ballsack were quite hairy and contained both large glands. The second sphere started some movements along the dicktrunk.
“Ohhhh! Ahhhh! IT ISN’T TOO BAD AFTER ALL-OHHHHHHHH!!! MMMHHHH… AHHH-YEAHH KEEP DOING THIS!”
The gaping cock-slit started to leak precum; the sphere stopped its activity. The guy freed a frustrated groan; he remembered that it wasn’t a person who was masturbating him... but a machine, got him back to the reality that he urgently needed escape from there.
“HELP!! HELP PLEASE!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!! I'M TRAPPED!!!! CAN ANYONE HELP ME OUT??? I’M IN DANGER!!!!!!”
Neither one answered this time; only computer’s cold beeps and sphere’s hollow sounds disposing of his hunky surfer frame. The spheres again approached Jerry's chest leaving their tentacles do their job. They curled around his nipples and tickled and tweaked them viciously. They flicked back and forth over the tips of them and rubbed around the circumference. The nipples turned rock hard like diamonds in no time and the same thing happened with his young cock. He started to moan as his eyes rolled back while the monitors registered instantly biological signs of erotic pleasure.
When the young man was more absorbed in his enjoyment, other tentacles attacked his defenseless armpits.
“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOT AGAIN PLEHEHEHEHESSSS!!! NONONO NOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I’M GONNA DIEEEE!!!!! HIHIHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I’M EXTREMELY TICKLISH, I’M GOIN MAD PLEASSSSSSSS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!”
The tentacles of the armpits stopped, letting others attack the ribs, abdomen and navel. Meanwhile tentacles massaging the nipples not stop even one second. It was a delight to watch as the powerful and defined abdominal muscles of the surfer boy jumped at the touches as an insane earthquake touring the torso of the young man as he continued giggling, struggling, guffawing and bucking in the air against the spheres that hold him while being stroked and tickled all around his upper body including his head, then a while in the neck, another time on the nose, then on the lips, ears, and chin.
“WOWOWOWOHOHOHO… THEY’RE ATTACKING ME EVERYWHERE!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! MY GADSSS PLEAHEHESEEE STAHAHAHAPP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! STOP I’M GONNA DIE IF YOU KEEP DOIN’ THIS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! YOU’LL KILL MEEEEE!!!! OHOHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! HEHEEELP HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!”
After forty solid minutes of testing on all exposed areas of Jerry’s body, the lad was all drenched in sweat and panting awkwardly. He swallowed air desperately. One sphere approached his face with a glass full of liquid; Jerry instinctively opened his mouth and drank the water greedily.
“I want more!”
The same sphere was again bringing another full glass of clear liquid. New messages were recorded on the monitors. Within minutes of drinking the water, Jerry began to feel better, such as when he re-entered the sea with his surfboard to brave the waves again after resting a few minutes. Jerry had an incredible resilience; this beverage just seemed one of those invigorating drinks that he took.
Jerry saw that some areas moved towards his back. The tentacles then slipped from his neck throughout the depression of his spine.
“OOOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! MY BACK IS VERY SENSITIVE OH MY GOD OHHH-OHOHOHO!!!!!”
The tingling in his back became more intense and excruciating. The tentacles didn’t let one centimeter of his wide V-shaped back out of its persistent action.
“OHHH HAHAHAHA!!! OHHH MY GOD HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH SHIT… WHY ME… WHY ME… OHAHAHA???!!”
Beads of sweat were falling like rain from his torso, his neck and even from his wet hair. But far from trouble, the sensors recorded pleasure in the tickling along the Jerry’s back. He got straight again aroused, his large cock pulsated and wobbled from side to side while swelled to become a solid erect shaft pointing to the ceiling like a missile. This tingling in the spine combined with tingling in the hips, ribs, armpits, neck and nipples. The spheres were testing different combinations to tickle and tantalize. As always, all the sensations in the body passed through the tentacles to the server of TSE's lab.
Jerry lost on how good the touching was: those spheres seemed to know in detail all erogenous zones in his body and teased them with a precision beyond that any human lover. Jerry couldn't help himself but he was really enjoying the sex part of his predicament. All his life was partying, sex, surfing and hang out with his friends. No studies, no responsibilities, no serious jobs. He had a permanent need to stuff his cock in any body-hole that is provided, and here, now, it being offered that opportunity, this was paradise, was not as bad the machine then. It would be a sex machine this?, he asked himself. He’d succumbed to this sea of sensations and felt a tingling pleasure as the tentacles caressed his cock and balls. The sphere’s tentacles that touched him there seemed wet and slick in comparison to the other touches that were dry and smooth. He felt his cock pumping and growing from his crotch.
"OOOOOHOHOHO YES!!...... OH HEHEHEHEHE! THAT… THAT’S GOOD! OHH…OHHHH!!!"
The tickling throughout his body suddenly stopped; the tentacles that ran along the back, slid to the buttocks and made circular movements in the skin. A tentacle snaked into the asshole.
“WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK YOU’RE DOIN’???? KEEP OUT OF MY ASSHOLE!!!”
Jerry twisted and jerked against his bounds as much as he could. The groping in his buttocks continued imperturbably. The tentacles caressing the crotch joined touches in Jerry's ass.
“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME???!!!! DOCTORS, PLEASE!!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!! OVER HERE!!!! GET ME OUT THIS SHIT OF PLACE!!!!!”
Jerry’s buttocks were round, fleshy and solid. The spheres continued deliberately massaging them while the tentacles were exploring the asshole. This area of his skin, from the hips to the half thighs was pale because he wore shorts for surfing and hang out in the beach prevented the sun toast this part of his body. Anyway the boy's ass was beautiful and firm as the rest of his frame. They pressed hard in repeated attempts to prevent the groping. The tentacles skillfully made their way and got into tickle and tantalize the asshole.
“WHAT YOU WANT WITH MY DAMN CRAPHOLE????!!!!”
Jerry bucked and jolted wildly as if he were touch by an electric wire when he felt his ass was invaded. His hole winked uncontrollably at the super sensual touches; the tentacles frolicked around his sweaty circumference. His erection increased and his dick started to dribble precum again… suddenly the tickling stopped.
“OHHHHHRRRRR FUCK!!!!! OHHHHRRR NO……!!!! DON’T DO THIS TO ME AGAIN… YOU FUCKING… MACHINE!!!”
New beeps were heard among his cries. He panted and squirmed his head off. Finally his sweat-soaked body stopped offering resistance and Jerry seemed resigned to his fate.
The spheres floated before him as if waiting. Suddenly they resumed the tickling in his armpits, nipples, ribs, stomach, navel and balls. Meanwhile, a ball approached the cock, extended some silicone rings that girded around the meaty vibrant trunk imparting sensual movements, one on the edge of the cockhead and the other from the base of the penis along the trunk.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! AHAHA MY GADS THIS GONNA KILL MEEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!”, he chortled loudly, his hands clenched into big fists.
Jerry’s jumbo size cock throbbed madly at the mercy of silicone rings, the cock pointed straight up at the ceiling oozing a mess of pre cum and beads upon beads of healthy young man piss. The tickling torture went on and went on and went on… Jerry kept roared with laughter and bucked and squirmed in agony and ecstasy in the air. The silicone rings around his cock accelerated their job; it wouldn’t be much longer before he was ready to shoot his load. His balls were jiggling frantically against the base of the dick. The beeps were more continuous and sharp. The sphere engulfed the cockhead leaving the rings continue their task. Waves of ecstasy ran over his back and buttocks, an unstoppable flow of energy rose up the spine to explode in his chest, crotch and all his members. The boy curled up reflexively his sweat-socked toes inside his sneakers. A second later he started to load his shot inside the sphere. He shuddered and trembled in the air as the sphere sucked his cock and sucked and sucked badly even after he finished shooting his nice creamy load of hot spunk. The sphere didn’t miss a drop of semen.
“OOHHH, GADS, THIS SHIT’S EATING MY MESS OHHHHHHH…!!!!”
Jerry was invaded by a sweet slumber. That was all? Now at last he would be released? It was one of his best orgasm, but have been done by a machine, made him feel strange. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door of the TSE lab. Two men entered, Jerry knew one of them, it was the old rector Edward Campbell, the other man thought he had seen him in the halls, but did not know who he was.
“Hello, Jeremiah Jr.”, said the second man. “You’ve had a fun time, huh?”
“Who the hell are you?”, ask the lad. “How you know I've been a fun time?, if you can tell it “fun”…
"We've seen all in cameras, son," said the same man he only knew by sight.
"Cameras???!!! You-you’ve seen all and have done nothing???!!! Didn’t you hear what I screamed for help???!!!!... Damn!!!... Oh sorry, rector, I-I didn’t mean offend you… I know you and I know you’d not do anything like this... Oh my God. Are you also aware of this...??
"Sorry, boy, I apologize," said the rector with apparently sincere regret at Jerry’s situation. "But science is more important and you are in perfect condition."
"Perfect state? What are you talking about, sir?... " Asked him Jerry intrigued. The rector was going to say something, but the boy interrupted him: "Hey, why not drop me out of here?"
"This is not over yet, Jeremiah Jr." the other man said with a smirk.
"What the fuck, man...??!!! Who the hell are you? What you want from me? I need to get back to work or they’ll hire me".
"You don’t have to worry about that now, son," the man said.
"I'm not your son! Tell me why you’ve done this and get me down, I want to get out!"
"I guess you'll be more ticklish now that you cum, eh, boy?" The man insisted. "That is a programmed reaction, we know you are now more ‘sensitive’."
"What are you talking about?!!"
"Jeremiah Jr." said the old rector Edward Campbell, "you are part of a very important experiment."
“What??!!!!”
"Let me explain," he interrupted the unknown man to Jerry. "But first let me introduce myself, my name is Tim, I'm Dr. Tim. I am the principal investigator of this laboratory. TSE means 'Tickle Spheres Experiments' and you have passed the second phase of the test.
Jerry looked at him bewildered. Dr. Tim was kinda average, tall, slender and nicely muscled body; he seemed to be in his early forties, dark hair, pale skin and analyzer eyes behind his thin glasses. The man was wearing his white coat like the old rector.
"As you came into my lab, the alarms were activated, but you didn’t hear because our intention was exactly that nothing will stop your intrusion here. So we instructed the alarms to when they detect YOUR presence they didn’t activate the safety centers of the building, but an alert in my supersmatphone turned on. Dr. Tim pulled out his cell phone from his pocket.
”We wanted you to be as you are now and nobody disturbs us."
“Oh shit oh shit shit shit!!!!!, shout Jerry. "I've been a stupid, a puppet in the hands of you asskisser... or these damn things!"
"No, you, Jeremiah Eunatus William McMahon Jr. -or you prefer I call you Jerry, like everyone else- you're part of excellence of an experiment about improvement of methods of torture. Only in your case, there was from your genetic programming, a mistake that changed the results. "
"Rector, you knew all this macabre plan of this degenerate?" Jerry asked the old man anxiously.
"Of course, I..." said the rector.
“You know, son?”, said the doctor Tim. "Your hedonic centers are very active, above average. Here it says".
Dr. Tim waved his supersmartphone in front of Jerry’s puzzled eyes. Let me Explain you: encephalins and endorphins are hormones produced by the brain. They are analgesic and have high affinity with receptors for morphine."
Jerry looked the doctor in puzzlement and said: “What the fuck are you saying, buddy???”
"Your higher brain areas are programmed to modulate conscious representation of pleasure. But these areas work a bit differently in your brain... because we manipulate your genes before you birth. With the help of the spheres we have obtained images of your brain that has allowed us to observe your orbitofrontal cortex in full action and we have seen when you get tickling, it exhibited a great activity. When a normal subject is satisfied, this area ceases, but in your brain, this area instead of ceasing, continued after a short break. Unusual! After achieving satisfaction, you had to show low rates of interest, but you've registered the same levels of appetite for pleasure that at the beginning of the experiment. It is, there is no limit in you, you're insatiable, kid. Of course, your body has also been modified chromosomally to respond to the demands in all circumstances, you, Jeremiah Eunatus William McMahon Jr., possess optimal physical energy reserves rapidly renewable capable of supporting your libido. "
"But tickling is pure torture for me. I’ve never withstood being tickled. I broke up with a girlfriend because she liked tickle me often".
"Actually, dear Jerry, you are EXCEPTIONALLY sensitive to tickling, but you had not yet been exposed to a real tickle attack... until today. So we managed to make you come here for the spheres take care of you. At this point we have activated the sexual pleasure- tickling circuit that we design in your genes when you were still an embryo. Those circuits lied dormant until today, but from now tickling and sexual pleasure for you... are complementary.
“What the heck you’re saying, you crazy doc!!!!!! Explain me, rector please, I don’t understand any of this damn shit!!!!”, shouted Jerry furiously.
"Everything he said is true," said the old rector.
"Under normal circumstances, the circuits linking the pursuit of pleasure with reward are interrelated, so we want what makes us feel good. And what has been designed to make you feel good is tickling”.
“For example, the first time spheres tickled you, you had a panic and stress, but cortisol was immediately overcome by dopamine; only adrenaline kept high to enable physically respond successfully. From there the following tickle attacks and scans around your whole body were just blowing up one by one the inactive centers pro-ticklish and your system was flooded with dopamine. Not only you need a stimulus or a sexual spree to release dopamine, now tickling session unleash the most delicious and stronger orgasms you've ever experienced, Jeremiah Jr. After you cum, your system should return to homeostasis and finalize the consummatory mode, but it is disabled in you, so when we finish this test with you, you will be addicted to tickling. The anticipation of being tickled will trigger uncontrollable sexual responses.
“Oh you darn sickos!!!! You think you did me good??? I’ll make you pay what you did me, you fucking bastards, I swear!!!!! Get me out of here and you’ll see!!!!!”, Jerry roared angrily, tugging with all his might against the spheres.
"Why do not we better to complete the second phase of testing Jerry son?” said doctor Tim. “I’m hunger to know how ticklish you are on your feet.”
“My feet???!!!!! Oh no no no let my feet alone!!!! You not dare touch my feet!!!!
“So, you admit that you are ticklish on your feet?”
“Ooooh ye…yeah… I’m ticklish on my feet. Don’t touch them, you’ve had enough of me, don’t you believe fellas?”
"But how ticklish you think are your feet?" Insisted Dr. Tim approaching to Jerry. “Would you say rather, quite enough, very, too much or excruciatingly, extremely, insanely or unbearably?”
“YES!! Yes, I am!! That's what you wanted to hear, demented rat? Now let me go!!!!!" Cried the boy nervously while shaking his socked and sneakered feet.
Doctor Tim proceeded to undo the shoelaces, pull the right sneaker off and then the left. Before his greedy eyes appeared a couple of young male feet covered by white dirty socks. Jerry’s footscent wafted up and filled the air of the TSE lab from his sweaty sneakers and fragrant socks.
“God, son your feet really did smell, even worse than I imagined”, said Dr. Tim in ecstasy. “I can’t wait to take care of them”.
“Fuck you, it’s because I’ve been sweating a lot because of your stupid invention, you crazy rat!”, spitted out Jerry defiantly.
Jerry’s socks were sweat-soaked and they showed dirt-stained spots around the toes, balls and heels as if he had been wearing them for the past week. He wriggled worriedly his toes inside them; Dr. Tim looked at them as if he were mesmerized. The man leaned forward and sunk his nose in the left foot, the smelly moisture of the sock stuck in his handsome face. The pungent aroma of Jerry's sock went through Dr. Tim's nostrils as a sword.
“HOllyyy Sssshit!!”, moaned Dr. Tim in ecstasy as wave after wave of male foot scent filled his lungs.
He stuck his nose into Jerry's shoes and inhaled deeply one after another. The insides were frayed and very damp, such a strong odor! The lad must have worn a lot this cute pair of sneakers. It wasn't a foul smell, just an extremely masculine fragrance. Intoxicating!
Dr. Tim kiss the bottom of Jerry’s feet through the socks, then lick the sweaty fabric and he even nibbled the skin through the sock. After that he did the same with the other foot. Meanwhile Jerry looked at him astonishingly; he bent back and forward his feet and curled his hot cotton-socked toes as he felt a relaxing feeling going up his legs. Incredible!
"Ahh...d… doc… doctor Campbell…", the boy stammered, "Will you allow this sicko do this to me?"
The gray-haired rector only shrugs urging the boy to be resigned to his fate.
“No way! Hey you fucking nerd!!! Have you a foot fetish or something??? What is your fucking problem???”
Dr. Tim bit gently the ball of the right foot; Jerry let out a nervous giggle and tried to pulled his leg but the sphere prevented it.
“HOHOHOHOHO wait man!! Go easy go…HOHOHOHO GO-GO-GO EASY ON ME, OH MY GOD!”
“You’ve got huge feet, boy. What’s your shoe size?”, asked Dr. Tim.
“Thirteen”, replied Jerry reluctantly.
“A lot of space to explore”, Dr. Tim muttered quizzically.
Both hands of Dr. Tim reached each boy’s socked feet. The material of the socks was molded to the shape of his soles with sweat from days without change. Each toe was outlined under the wet sock. The damp fabric hugged the rounded balls of his feet, tightly stretched over each arch, and the contour of each wide heel was evident through the fabric as well.
Dr. Tim produced toothpicks and a seagull feather, the started to explore from the heels to the tops using the feather by the quill end through the socks. These prickling tools were raked up and down both smelly socked feet at once. Jerry's movements became more desperate and his laughter grew louder in every touch. His helpless sweaty feet were flailing about and he tugged at the spheres with all his man strength.
"NONONO HOHOHOHOHOHONONO PLEHEHEHEHEASS!!!!!! I CANT STAHAHAHAHAHAND IT!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
Dr. Tim kept the torture for several minutes. The guy must have truly enjoying his task because a nice bulge sprang up in his crotch through the white pants. The spheres held Jerry’s upper body firmly trapped while some tentacles took the feather and the toothpicks and tickled his damp socked soles as Dr. Tim was already taking off both socks at once clipping his fingers by the calf extreme and drew them out slowly.
"DOHOHOHON'T PLEEEEEASE HAHA HAHAHAHAHA!!!! DON'T TAKE THEM OHOHOHOFF HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! NOHOHOHO I CAN’T STAHAND MY FEET TIHICKLED HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!"
The pleas fell in deaf ears. The tentacles stopped. Dr. Tim continued pulling out and ankles were first discovered, then the wide heels that gave way to the arches. Dr. Tim relished in every centimeter was discovered.
Jerry clenched his toes trying to do his best to keep his protective socks on. Then the tentacles held the half out socks and Dr. Tim began to scribble his fingernails over the bared skin. Feeling those scratchy nails on his super ticklish heels, Jerry couldn't help but unclenched his toes reflexively, allowing to remove his cotton socks.
“NOOOOOHOHOHOHO STOP TICKLIN’ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! NOT ON MY BAHAHARE FEEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHEET!!!!!!”
The poor guy could do nothing but close his eyes and pray that this would stop soon. Dr. Tim skated his fingers up and down Jerry’s size 13 soles as if there wasn’t end. Jerry was in tickle hell. Dr. Tim bent toward the young man’s bare right foot and licked the sole starting from the heel, went up along the meaty arch and showed no mercy in the toes, flicking his tongue in the gaps between them. This bath tongue was driving Jerry mad. Dr. Tim could easily slide it up and down the man’s soles, not giving him relief for even a split second. His laughter turned into screams of ticklish agony. If it weren't for the spheres tying him down he would be bucking and kicking wildly.
"NOT MY FEET PLEHEHEHEHESHH!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! PLEASE THIS IS PURE TORTURE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! PLEEEEHEHEHEHESSS ANYTHING BUT MY FEEEEEHEHEHEHET!!!!!"
Solid five minutes of relentless tickle torture in Jerry’s bare feet and the young man’s dick were pounding from one side to another growing rapidly into a pole pointing to the ceiling again.
Dr. Tim looked greedily the mighty sexual arousing of the lad. This was the reaction he expected. He decided to give a break. Jerry panted and sighed miserably in relief. He looked at his own erect penis without fully understanding what was happening. How could he arouse when he gets his feet tickled???!!! This was always the most pure torture for him!!!!! Even the simple thought of getting his feet caressed or kissed made him shudder in discomfort. What was the meaning of this unexpected reaction???
Dr. Tim examined the socks which actually retain the shape of his feet after they were taken off from the guy. He held one of the socks up to his face, inhaling the strong masculine scent of Jerry's sweaty tootsies as he appraised the newly bared soles trapped in front of him. They were large, seemed strong and were perfectly shaped. Long toes with nice gaps in between them, fleshy balls, wide rounded heels and sturdy ankles. The skin of his soles was salmon-pink in the balls, toe pads, sides and heels, except the slightly yellowish arches; the skin was immaculately smooth, blemish free and tenderized by the sweat. He obviously took time to keep his feet in good condition, each nail was clear and nicely trimmed. The absolute lack of callouses suggested that they were exquisitely sensitive. Dr. Tim was transfixed by their masculine perfection. Now completely naked, Jerry felt so helpless and vulnerable. In what situation he had got this time! He twisted his feet and wriggled unwittingly his toes in fearful advance.
Dr. Tim recovered his appearance while typing a command in his supersmartphone. Seconds later received responses in the form of messages and beeps. TSE laboratory monitors showed numbers and phrases at the speed of light.
“What the hell are you doing now, ass face?”, shouted Jerry. I think you've had enough of me! Release me now!!! I'm hungry, fucking mad scientists!!!!”
“Jerry, I’m pleased to inform you that you are the test subject number 768756”, said Dr. Tim. “This will be your new home for some time until we finished the phase of the experiment where you are involved. You are not the only test subset here in Eugenics Labs, there are many others like you, each one according to different experiments.”
“No way!! I’m a life!!!! You understand that??! A life out there!!! I won’t give that up for anything!!! Get me out of here!! Now!!”
“Yes, we know what you mean, son”, said Dr. Tim calmly. “Girls, friends, parties, just hang out, surf, play games, beach and get drunk”.
“Yeah, so what??? You only have this shit to play with people against their will!!! Sickos!!!
In the hand of Dr. Tim appeared Jerry tablet.
“You were warned that this is forbiden inside Eugeincs Labs. Your urge to disobey again gets you in trouble, Jeremiah Jr. Here I am with Dr. Edward Campbell, the rector of this place. Jeremiah, this lab will be your home starting today. We must complete the experiment began when we programming your fetus. "
"You can’t blackmail me because I got here with a tablet. To fire me will be enough. I will tell everyone what you do here. "
“Who’s going to believe in the word of a slob like you. We are prestigious scientist, we are useful for society. You are a good-for-nothing. A gorgeous good-for-nothing, I’d say. The whole world knows what is done in Eugenics Labs", said Dr. Tim with his cocky grin. "Even the government. The government is our reason for being, Jeremiah. So, you're in our hands".
Jerry swallowed worriedly and he moved his head in disbelief.
"Now the areas will take you to your room, behind that door. You eat at your leisure and will rest a few hours and then you return to this room to continue testing. "
"My life now only be tickling and cum?, asked Jerry sadly.
"Mostly, they are, but do not worry, you'll eventually get used to this new hobby. Your physical parameters and your lifestyle tell us that you're a basket case, a slob addicted to sex and parties. In Eugenics labs there are lots of girls, you'll easily make new friends and there are the same hobbies outside this building-city. You'll soon find new holes to embed your cock.
"How about my father? He's an alcoholic, has no salvation but I must care for him".
"Nor worry about your father. We have ensured that he’s safe and will be well attended. Now we'll leave. "
Dr. Tim went out of TSE proudly lab preceded by the rector Edward Campbell who turned his head and glanced at Jerry seeing as he was carried into the air by the spheres to his room.
The next day, Jerry had already managed to make conversation with an attractive girl on the level below him. Jerry was making an appointment with her through his tablet when he was suddenly captured by the spheres and held on the lab table. Before being forced to stand on the cold metal surface, the table was quickly padded so it seemed a bit more comfortable. Jerry was tied up over there in the form of X with his wrists and ankles firmly pinned by tentacles at each foot of the padded table. The lad struggled figuring that a new session of "tickling experiments" as the previous day was coming.
For the lab door came none other than rector Edward Campbell.
"Oh doc, I knew you would release me," said Jerry.
“No, son, you are wrong. I can’t release you", replied the old man to boy’s disappointment. The old rector manipulated his tablet as a half cowed guy trying to carry out his mischief. "I'm not here for the experiments, stay calm, boy. I disconnected the cameras, but only for ten minutes. "
"So you won’t tickle me?"
The spheres proceeded to unbutton his pants, then they unbuttoned his shirt and opened it dropping to the sides of the well-defined in V-shaped torso. In the eyes of Dr. Campbell appeared Jerry’s semi-erect cock.
"Ohoho... wait! Dr. Campbell... w... what will you do?"
"Jeremiah, yesterday I couldn’t take my eyes off your penis and... Never in my life I had been attracted to any cock, but I don’t know what came over me with yours. I've always been a straight man!"
His youthful impulses and the fact of being in this situation showing his cock before some hungry eyes, caused him an erection. Yet, Jerry was embarrassed.
"I'm not into tickling," Said Dr. Campbell. "I just ... want to suck this piece of meat!"
"Wait, doc! How did you know that... That I... ??? "
"What, Jeremiah?"
"Shit! You always know everything about everyone!!! I'm bisexual, doc, so, bring your own bottle. You wouldn’t be my date, but now you and I are in need."
Elderly Dr. Campbell took in his trembling hands the huge erect cock and engulfed the purple head first, giving clumsy puffs. After many attempts by trial and error, lips, tongue and jaws of Dr. Campbell they were becoming skilled. With groans and phrases Jerry was driving him about how he was doing the blowjob.
“OHHHHH… man…!!! AHHHRRRG!!! OUCHHHH!!! AHHHHH!!! YEAHHHHHH DOC!!!!!”
Jerry jumped involuntarily and twisted his hips against Dr. Campbell's mouth that looked he’d set the old man to topple, but Dr. Campbell was firmly embraced to Jerry’s waist and very well attached to the giant young cock and would not let the pressure of his lips and jaws around the prick. Jerry felt boiling in his crotch as the manly stream went inside building his balls and prostate to the trunk pulsating flesh.
“OHHHHHHSHSHSHSHHH!!!! AHHHHHH!! YEH-YEH-YEAHHHH!!! DOC, GO-GO-GO… I’M GONNA CUMMMM…!!!!!”
Jerry pushed his cock deep in the sucker’s mouth while his cum flooded and flooded his throat. Dr. Campbell gulped down as much as he could, sucking and slurping at the same time.
"Ohhh ... you go on doc AHHH !!! OHHHMMM !!!! Ahahahahah ... !!! UHUHUHUHUHUH AHHH !!!! "
Jerry shook and trembled in sexual ecstasy on the table as the old man Campbell hungrily sucked him, even after the young guy had finished shooting his white creamy load of hot spunk.
Stunned, the rector Campbell released the cock from his mouth; he cleaned his mouth with the sleeve of his white coat.
When he regains his senses, Dr. Campbell tidied his clothes and left the TSE Laboratory, still reeling from the intense emotion.
Jerry was released from the bounds and took a shower. The guy returned to his chat with the girl downstairs. This night Jerry was allowed to get out of TSE Lab and take a walk around the floors. He had lots of fun with the girl and make new friends.
The next day, after noon, Jerry was trapped again over the padded table of TSE lab, so he already knew that he would receive a visit; only he didn’t know yet what would give him that visit, if torture or pleasure. Laboratory monitors recorded codes and beeps were heard as the first day. Jerry guessed the visitor was Dr. Tim.
As indeed, when Dr. Tim walked through the door of TSE lab, he brought his supersmartphone in hand.
“The main frame of EUGENIC has given me a comprehensive report about your tickle stats, son," said Dr. Tim.
“SHIT!!! YOU POMPOUS BASTARD, you gonna torture me again???”
"We’ve seen that your brain has not yet combined tickle sensations with feelings of sexual pleasure. I have not only come to check your tickle stats, Jeremiah, today I won’t leave here until I’ve checked in my reports that the experiment: i.e. you, it has been successfully completed. You're all mine, Jerry boy.
"Why don’t you do these damn tests with my arms free, you son of a bitch??? Try to know what is a man, you little bastard!!!" Roared Jerry.
"Your sensitivity was ranked best for our experiments," Dr. Tim went on a peaceful existence. "There it is".
There were displayed in laboratory monitors some parameters for scales:
Overall ticklishness: Exceptionally High
Top ticklish level (maximum level of tickling): 10
Head: 30.5
-Ears: 7
-Lips: 6.5
-Nose: 5
-Neck: 8
-Adam’s apple: 4
Upper extremity: 31
-Arms: 8
-Palms of the hands: 9
-Armpits: 14
Torso: 114
-Chest: 9
-Nipples: 12
-Ribs: 13
-Sides: 13
-Abs: 14
-Flanks: 13
-Navel: 15
-Waist: 14
-Back: 11
Ass: 34
-Buttocks: 12
-Anus: 13
-Rectum: 9
-Perineum: 12
Genitals: 80
-Glans: 15
-Slit: 15
-Trunk: 15
-Base: 10
-Balls: 15
-Prostate: 10
Legs: 24
-Thighs: 8
-Behind knees: 7
-Calves: 9
Feet: 121
-Ankles: 9
-Insteps: 10
-Soles: 67
-Heels: 15
-Arches: 17
-Ball of foot: 17
-Pad of the toes: 18
-Top of the toes: 17
-In-between the toes: 18
Total: 447
"As you see, Jeremiah, 447 points is the highest achieved so far and is above the upper limit of ticklishness of a human being," said Dr. Tim with sheer admiration.
"The maximum ticklishness assimilated by the main software of TSE lab was 10”, explained Dr. Tim. "But your parameters broke the established norm and our programmers had to make quick adjustments the software algorithms to make it throw understandable results for us. Now let's go to test again those tickle parameters.
Jerry started to sweat as soon as heard ‘test again those tickle parameters’. The spheres approached him and he closed his eyes in resignation, fighting to hold back his fear as the tentacles shredded and dragged the clothes out. His soft canvas shoes were also tugged off of the feet. Jerry left fully naked except for his fresh woolen socks. His semi-erect cock rested aside his hips while the balls hung nicely between his hairy legs atop the padded table. Dr. Tim smile and proceeded to start his task. One sphere brought a box full of devices.
“What is that supposed to be?”, he asked worriedly, fearing for his life.
Dr. Tim produced an electric toothbrush, numerous brushes for various uses, a mixture of feathers, toothpicks, forks, a jar of massaging cream and a bottle of slippery oil. Jerry stared at these stuffs in wide-eyed amazement.
"First of all, I think we should shave you all over, isn’t it, Jerry boy?", said Dr. Tim.
Two spheres were activated immediately before the voice recognition of Dr. Tim in his supersmartphone. Jerry's body from the torso to the beginning of the white tube socks woolen was covered by a cream that when it was withdrawn it removed all the hair from the lad’s skin.
"Don’t you like your new look, are ?, Asked Dr. Tim proudly.
"Yeah, I-I’ve been shaved before, but what good is that I'm hairless now, doc?"
In reply, the spheres approached Jerry's upper body and started caressing his head with the bionic tentacles. Immediately they recorded in the monitors those tickle stats previously showed. His ears, lips, nose, neck, Adam’s apple and even his cheeks were tickle-tested for fifteen minutes no end. Levels of pleasure’s neurotransmitter flooded his system. Jerry didn’t shake a lot his body; he just moved softly his hips: his growing cock stomped on one side and the other to the rhythm of the sweet jolts.
"Here is someone who’s enjoying this, huh?", said Dr. Tim getting a hard on himself.
Then, the tentacles began the tickling in his arms, palms of the hands, armpits and the whole torso. Jerry’s nipples got hard like diamonds; Dr. Tim couldn’t help and kissed passionately and licked those nipples as if no had tomorrow while his fingers were exploring ruthlessly the boy's hairless armpits.
“OH MY GAAAWDD!!! AHAHAHAHAHARGGG HEHEHEHAHAHAHA!!!! HAHHAAHHAHAHAHAAHA!!!! STAP IT...!!! BWHAAHAHAHAHAA!!!! AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!! PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!”
Jerry’s cock kept engorging till it stayed fully erect like his nipples and pointing to the Dr. Tim’s waist.
"It seems that we’re reaching the goal," said Dr. Tim.
Dr. Tim went his tickle assault down the ribs, sides, abs, flanks and waist. The boy roared with laughter as the tentacles were tickling the areas that Dr. Tim was leaving behind. Dr. Tim dove his tongue into Jerry's navel and swirled it around and around greedily. The abs muscles tremble as an earthquake from his bowels.
“WOWOWO-HOHO-HOHOO PLEHEHEHEHEEEEZZZZ…!!! THIS IS TOOOHOHO MUCHHH!!!! STOP!!!! OHOHOHOHOHO MY GADS AHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”
Dr. Tim kept tickling Jerry’s unprotected armpits while sucking, kissing and blowing raspberries in the bellybutton.
“OHOHOHOHOHO MY GAD-STOP TICKLING MY ARMPITS PLEASE!!! PLEHEHEHASSS!!! I’M GONNA MAD!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!”
Dr. Tim hands moved toward the ribs and sides: Jerry went ballistic tugging wildly against the straps, but they held him securely on the table. New straps hold Jerry’s amazing body for the elbows, knees and upper thighs.
From time to time, Dr. Tim looked over at the monitors; Jerry’s vital signs were the skies, but the guy's physical strength didn’t diminish. Dr. Tim could no longer resist the temptation, so he swallowed the cock in his mouth. Droplets urine and precum mixed in his palate as a bittersweet delicacy melt on his tongue. Dr. Tim's cock stirred up inside his pants from the very first moment and while he was sucking Jerry's dick, his own erection grew further and was also leaking precum.
“OHMMMM…!! AHHH…!! OHHMMMMMHHH….!!! OH Y-YEAH-OHH OUHHH!!!”, Jerry moaned overwhelmed by irrepressible pleasure.
Dr. Tim continued giving a nice blowjob. Bionic tentacles and his fingers slowed their movements to provide a delicious massage the young man throughout his muscular torso.
"Ohh doc, all you are for this?" said Jerry. "At least you’re good suckers. OHHHH go on. ohhhh! AHHHMMMM... MMMMM... YESSS! UUUHHHHHSS! YEEEEEAHHH!!! AHHHHH...! Ohhhh...! HAHAHAHA! YEAHH!!
Dr. Tim cupped Jerry’s ballsack with his left hand whilst massaged the jiggling balls in earnest as the doctor tickled the fuck out of his elongated size 8’’ cock with his right hand. Jerry groaned and sighed deeply with renewed vigor. Pulling his left hand free, Dr. Tim began stroking the heavy shaft greedily, kissing the mushroom head in his mouth and swirling his tongue around it as he kept tickling the guy’s nuts with his other hand. Jerry pounded passionately his meaty buttocks against the padded table as he pumped his cock towards Dr. Tim’s mouth. Dr. Tim added a nibbling in teasing-softly way in the cockhead, so this drove even crazier the super horny Jerry until he decided the boy had had enough pleasure and went back to the tickle assault on his sweaty scrotum.
Grasping Jerry’s hammering dick in his right hand, Dr. Tim slowly stroke it as he kept polishing the cockhead with his tongue. This would go up like a torch, so he took special care of the polishing pace. Grazing his tongue more tortuously around Jerry’s swollen mushroom head, Dr. Tim inserted his middle finger in the anus of the guy looking for the prost
