‘No, wait… don’t do it, man… I’m warning you, don’t fu

‘No, wait… don’t do it, man… I’m warning you, don’t fucking touch me!’Oliver scowled at his kidnapper and nervously tugged at his shackles. He was chained up naked by his wrists in the older gentleman’s cellar, with his legs spread apart by a long steel bar cuffed to his ankles. A massage wand was fixed to a stand between his trembling thighs, the tip buzzing against his dangling ballsack, and his asshole was clenched around a vibrating plug. His cock was semi-erect and jutting straight out in front of him, the pink head exposed. He was puffed up with indignant rage, but also scared and vulnerable, wondering what the hell this creep wanted with him.The man licked his lips as he approached his helpless prey. He could hardly believe he’d snatched himself this virile young Danish buck, Oliver Brynnum. Look at that udder, he thought, looking down at Ollie’s beautiful dick waggling around in front of him. Gonna milk this boy like a cow. Gonna drain those balls every morning and evening. Bet he’ll make a real productive bull.‘Aaah fuck, man… shit, no… please, I don’t want this…’ Oliver’s lip quivered as he moaned and shivered, feeling the intense vibrations tickling his taint and making his balls jiggle while the plug quietly purred inside him, pressed against his prostate. Sweat trickled down his flustered face. The man began slathering his cock with lube. Ollie gasped and gritted his teeth as the cool gel was applied to his shaft and spread around the tight head, the man’s thumb rubbing back and forth across the moist slit.Such a juicy udder. So willing and ready for milking, despite the boy’s pleas and protests. There was nothing he could do to stop it. He couldn’t fight nature. His body wanted it, even if he didn’t. A little vein bulged along the shaft. A bead of crystal-clear pre-cum oozed from the slit. And when it was slick was lube, the man picked up a large empty jug. Oliver glared at it in confusion.‘Oh god, no, what are you gonna do? What is that for?’ he whined.The man said only one thing: ‘I’m going to milk you.’Oliver stared at the guy in stunned silence. Milk me? What? You can’t milk a guy! But when the man took hold of Ollie’s rigid cock and started jerking it into the jug, the boy realised he could be milked. Milked of all his sweet white sauce while he struggled pathetically against his chains and whimpered in distress.‘No, no, please, stop, stop, I don’t wanna cum… you’re crazy, man! You can’t fucking milk me for my jizz! Uggh, ungh, ungh, nggh…’ Ollie grunted and groaned, powerless to prevent his cock from spontaneously ejaculating spurt after spurt of thick, creamy loads against his will as the man patiently masturbated him, slowly collecting his first jug of succulent “Danish Dairy” to stir into his morning coffee, or enjoy poured over a bowl of fresh fruit for breakfast, or, appropriately, drizzled over a freshly-baked danish pastry for brunch… -- source link

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