Page 66 of Brainwashed

Closing my eyes, I think about Dr. Love some more. At least that way it’ll behimwho’s doing this to me, not some creepy fuckhead.

His jerking is methodical. It almost feels like a machine is tugging at my cock. But now that it’s hard, there are more inches to work on as it moves up and down. Up, and down.

My mind is growing hazy, lost in the sensation.

His hand lets go of me, and I let out a breath of relief.Thank God, he stopped.

But then something new wraps around my cock.

I’m horrified at what I might see if I open my eyes. Nervously peeking down, they widen when I find a sex toy working its way up and down on my cock now. One of those fleshlight things.

I have to admit, it feels significantly better than the hand.

Leaning my head back, I give in to what’s happening, since I really don’t have a choice. My hips flex while he works the toy on my hard cock, pushing and pulling. It feels like I’m fucking someone, though not quite real. It’s like what fucking Want might feel like.

His fingers are still fondling my balls, and when they slink between the crack of my ass, I’m not even surprised.

“So this is really what we’re doing…?” I grunt, my voice breathy from the arousal, though I’m still pissed off. I don’t want any of this, despite how good it feels.

Templeton’s finger moves around on my asshole, and I clench. I’ve never taken anything in my ass before… Not that I haven’t been tempted. I’ve always sort of wanted to know how it feels. Especially because the guys I do it to seem like they’re drunk on it when it’s happening.

There was one time I almost tried it…

The memory sends all sorts of confusing feelings bounding through me.

I’m turned on, but terrified at the same time.

I like it, but I don’t…

Templeton’s finger pushes inside me. “Fuck… you fucking prick. If I get out of here, you’re dead,” I growl at him, keeping my eyes screwed shut.

The finger works in and out, while the fleshlight moves on my cock, and I reluctantly relax a bit. I don’t want to, but the fingering feels better when I’m not all tightened up.

My legs spread just an inch. Then an inch more. I open up a little because I like the feeling, and in my mind, I’m picturing Dr. Love.

“You like this, don’t you, Felix?”he asks in that growly voice, leaning over me while watching my mouth.

Gulp. “Yes… More.”

“You want my cock in you?”

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

“I… I want your cock in me.”

And then the finger slips out. I miss it. But only for a moment before it’s replaced with something thicker.

“Unghfuck,” I gasp as the stiff object slides deep inside me.

When my eyes creep open this time, I find Templeton using a glass dildo on me. It’s black and not much thicker than maybe two fingers. But it’s long. And he stuffs it all the way inside.

“Uhh…” My back arches and my eyes close. “Doctor…”

“You love me inside you, don’t you, Felix?”Dr. Love whispers.

“Yes.”