The boy is so aroused that his cock is literally dripping before anyone even lays a hand on him. Kneeling naked in the center of the room, surrounded by clothed masters, his thick cock bobs in front of him and a clear, sticky thread of pre-cum stretches from the tip to the floor. His body vibrates with anticipation, every nerve ending alive with the knowledge of what’s about to happen.
The first touch — a single finger tracing down his spine — makes him shudder. More pre-cum pulses from his untouched cock, adding to the growing puddle beneath him. The masters take turns running their hands over his body, never touching his cock, watching it twitch and drip with each caress. They’re testing his control, seeing how much he can take before begging.
He doesn’t last long. Within minutes he’s pleading for someone — anyone — to fill him up. His master obliges, pushing him forward onto his hands and knees and sliding a thick, raw cock inside his desperate hole. The boy cries out with relief, finally getting what his body has been screaming for. Each thrust milks more pre-cum from his bouncing cock, a continuous stream of clear fluid splattering the floor below. The master fucks him with steady, deep strokes while the boy’s cock drips and throbs untouched. When the master breeds him deep, the boy’s own orgasm crashes through him hands-free — his neglected cock finally erupting in massive, thick ropes, the release made all the more intense by the agonizing wait.
