When the final drop of the pearly substance entered Bizz, his abs contracted and he started shooting his cum mixed with some of the black goo. Sadly on Michael’s side, Bizz’s juice had no way of getting to the body since the chain broke in Michael’s attempt to escape, causing his juice to stay stored in the pillar. Via the chains between the pillars, the liquids changed sides with Michael’s juice trailing towards Bizz’s old body via the same chain that administered the black juice. With one last moan, Bizz felt the last part of his mind get sucked out and leave through the chain. With more liquid oozing out of him through the chains, Bizz felt his consciousness fleeting once more and when he glanced over at Michael, he saw the flow had stopped and that he was just blankly stroking.
The chain around his right arm vanished and the arm immediately grabbed for his cock, stroking it to its full 9 inches of glory. Through the chain around his right arm, white fluid trailed out of his arm, over the chain and into the pillar.Īt the same time, Bizz saw the same fluid trail from his left arm and he felt a little woozy.
He lowered his head so he could see Michael again, and he was just in time to see his free hand wrap around his cock and stroke it mechanically. His eyes rolled back and his cock stiffened to a semi-erection. Before Bizz could divert his gaze from the hunk however, he felt an intrusion in his brain. “…Michael? Are you… okay?” He answered with a grunt and a nod of his head towards Bizz’s right arm. His arm became limp and Michael looked near dead if he wasn’t panting and throbbing. Although it was quite disturbing, Bizz was aroused by the 11-inch fuckstick that hit Michael’s rockhard abs and left a little precum there. A few seconds later, Michael’s eyes started rolling into the back of his head and his cock hardened in record speed. “What the fuck?”īizz looked at the actor and he looked back at him, both unsure of what was happening. With one last tug, the chain finally broke but sadly for Michael, the goop already reached his wrist and vanished with a shimmer. With a bunch of curses, Michael tried to escape by tugging more, but all that accomplished was that the goop was now accelerating. Instead, it starts dripping down the chain, heading for his arm fast. “No idea what that is, kinda looks like oil?” He gives one hard tug, but it doesn’t break. “Try the upper left chain? It has something on it so perhaps it’s weaker!” Michael looked at you and up at the chain until he finally sees what Bizz meant. “Fuck! No idea, but these chains burn like hell!” Michael tried to break free, but you notice that the chain around his left arm has a little black goop on it. “Sooo, any idea of how we’re getting out of here Michael?”Īt that moment, Michael groaned in pain. But now we have to focus on getting out of here and not on my dick.” Bizz quickly and shamefully turned his gaze to the gorgeous face. “Perhaps that’s not the important part here? But yes, you can get autographs later.
All I remember was some black ball ‘entering me’, then I was lifting you up and then I woke up here.” Bizz was flabberghasted. “You’re Michael B Jordan!” Michael sighed. Between the other two pillars, a familiar face was visible. It was at this point that he realised two things, he was both naked and not alone. The room was semi well-lit by some torches and there were four pillars, with chains coming out of them, tying Bizz up spread eagle with his hands attached to the pillars and his feet chained to the ground. Still half asleep, he tried to stretch because they were feeling a little stiff, but when he tried to move his limbs, he found them not budging. His body hit the floor with a thump, and the last thing he felt was a pair of strong arms slide under his chest and knees, lift him up and carry him outside. The last thing he remembered was his room suddenly going dark and slipping on a discarded piece of underwear. Woke up from a deep slumber with a ringing in his head.