‘You hurt your leg Lewis? Jim asked. ‘Noticed you been limping some this morning. You were limping last night too.’ ‘My leg doesn’t like the...cold weather but it really doesn’t like it cold and wet too,’ Lewis replied. ‘You’re a mite young to have rheumatism.’ ‘It’s not rheumatism Jim. I was wounded when I was in the Army. My leg got hit and I lost most of my little finger,’ Lewis told him as he held up the stump to show him. Jim stared at him for a minute, surprised to hear about the boy’s. .It's then that the other passenger of the car I came in appears at the side of me, and the driver and him greet each other, the passenger says, "See, I told you" and the Tanker driver says, well you are a man of your word! This is followed up by various descriptions on me, some complimentary, most rude, I love them all, the embarrassment makes me hard in my pink chastity cage, and my posture collar is feeling tighter.The passenger then says "Well suck the man then" I reply "Yes Master" as I. Well one morning I happened to glance over at him without his towel and was shocked in how huge he was, I mean damn for being soft it had to have been 7”! It was a quick flash but that changed how I went to the gym, I would start getting excited if I saw him walk to the lockers and I would drop my workout and end early just to get a glimpse of him again. Figured he was 100% straight, and well so was I, until one day I walked back from the showers and there he was, right next to my locker! There. “Nice job Little Boy,” Victoria exclaimed. “I think you got every drop of that spunk. Now that I allowed you to relieve yourself, it’s time for part two, or the game is over.” Mike, shrinking cock still in his right hand, looked down at the glass. It was at least a quarter full. He was shocked at how much semen he had produced. “It’s been a long time, he whimpered. There’s a lot more than I thought there’d be.” “So?” Victoria responded. “What’s your point?” Mike.