Chapter 137
Jack
I don't even listen to the man in front of me, talking about my week's schedule and the functions I'm supposed to attend. Because any slight movement makes me flinch.
Hours. Hours.
They spent on me, and it didn't matter whether I came; no, I was a test subject, and it was a lot. I wouldn't change it for the world, but heavens, it was a lot.
They swapped.
They cooperated.
Each time, I rose up to the occasion, and these are now the consequences of my decision. Because I'm so sensitive. I don't think there's anything left in my balls.
At all.
Can I really handle two lovers? Really? Is my stamina up to this?
As I sit here, my body aching and my mind racing, I can't help but reflect on the intensity of last night.
The way Ciel and Nolan worked together, their dynamic shifting and evolving with each passing moment, was both exhilarating and exhausting.
They pushed me to my literal limits, at some point I thought it would fall off from overuse.
