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The two men paused their jog, taking a few deep breaths and basking in the warmth of the summer air. Jason wiped some sweat from his forehead and looked towards his friend. Having to hold back all that time? Fuck, how do you get anything done? And that journey could last for hours, even days if you get as good as me.

Jason raises an eyebrow skeptically. Dude, I don't know if my balls could take that much punishment. Sounds like a case of self-inflicted blue balls. As the realization slowly dawns on Jason, panic begins to set in. He tries to sit up, to move his legs, but feels only a strange, throbbing heat emanating from below.

Each movement he makes just causes his body to twitch. He tries again and again to move, but nothing responds to his mental commands. Even his desperate attempts to call out for help are useless.

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No words are able to leave his mouth, which feels forced open in an circular shape. The only thing Jason can feel is his form rubbing against something soft with each weak twitch of his stiff body. The alarm is silenced and Mike throws the sheets off of him.

The light shines through the room, illuminating it and giving Jason a better view. Jason can barely process his new perspective. He finds himself looking directly up at Mike's toned abdominal muscles, the individual abs clearly defined. His gaze traces up further, taking in the expansive, sculpted pectoral muscles above.

To either side of Jason, towering and filling his entire field of vision, are Mike's colossal thighs. He can feel the warmth radiating from them. Mike yawns and looks down, a slow grin forming across his face. A jolt of intense pleasure shoots through Jason's entire being as he feels Mike's strong hand wrap around his body.

The sensation is overwhelming - every nerve ending seems to come alive at once. He can feel the texture of Mike's skin, the slight calluses on his palm, the firm yet gentle grip. As Mike begins to stroke, slowly at first then picking up speed, waves of ecstasy pulse through Jason's new body.

He twitches and throbs in Mike's grasp, growing even harder. I'm not a dick I'm not a damn cock! Jason's mind reels as the sensations intensify. Mike's grip tightens, stroking faster now. Jason's thoughts grow increasingly slurred and fragmented.