Gay Fiction Stories By Eddie - The Gel - GayBondageFiction

I look at the boy lying on the padded table in the centre of my torture chamber. He is still unconscious - it will be another few minutes before he comes out of the anesthetic. He is beautiful - young, perhaps eighteen, blond, blue-eyed, and extremely good-looking. I squeeze my cock through my black rubber jeans as I gaze at him and think of what I am going to do to his young body in the next few hours...