Ballistic (Patreon)

"OK, stud, work that rubber-boy cock of yours," Toby said as he helped Ballistic to sit up. He watched the hero begin to stroke his length with a rubber-gloved hand, thumb stroking over the needle-mark on his crown - almost at once, precum began running down the young man's shaft.

"Good boy, Ballistic, what a good boy... milk that fucker out..." Toby crooned.

Ballistic shook in pleasure as he masturbated, unable to resist.