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The Origin of Powers
Chapter 2
I lie in bed and take in my surroundings for the first time. The walls are in a stylish grey colour with plants decorating the almost every space along the walls both from potted plants to vines that seem almost integrated to parts of the wall. There is a desk, chair, a big rug in the middle of the floor, as well as the queen-sized bed I'm laying on in my new sweat pants and black tank top I was given when I was rescued.
I try to make sense of the last hour of my life as I think back.
By the time I was dragged out of that godforsaken hole along with Crimson the slime I was covered in seemed to have lost its adhesive quality, and it came off easily with towels. I met the Drop Bear, the leader of the 'Powers that Serve' for Australia as well as the 'Kid' who is one of the most mysterious heroes out there.
The Kid as he goes by, or Kid Wonder is a 4'7 10-year-old boy with a look on his face that shifts between looking mature and looking like a normal kid. He's made to look older by the fact that he's wearing black trousers and a white buttoned up shirt. He has light brown skin with blond curly hair going down to his shoulders, He looks like a young surfer boy with the body to fit. The whole time I was being saved I never heard him say a word, but I noticed him looking at me several times. I'm not even sure what power he has, I've only heard Sara mention him once or twice, but I can't remember any specifics.
As soon as Crimson got out, he simply walked away but not before he glanced back at me and smirked. I immediately looked down to the floor with a feeling of complete shame at what had transpired between us... multiple times.
Drop Bear informed me that the remaining villains had left the premise shortly after we escaped, and no one was left when they arrived to look for us. Luckily Crimson had left blood signs illuminating the way to our location.
As he was talking, I couldn't help but be a little impressed by the fact that I was standing in front of one of the most famous men in Australia and someone famous around the world. Drop Bear took on the name more as a joke when he first discovered his powers as he's able to adjust his weight without changing his body. And what a body, he is 6'3 and built like Thor. He has huge pecs that stick out from his muscular frame and his costume consists of only a dark green spandex suit, tight fitted giving me full view of what looks like a pretty substantial dick. From what Sara has told me he tries to wear as little as possible as he can only adjust his own weight and tries not to add anything further for when he flies, even his spandex suit is made from a special material.
After I got dressed, they lead me out and I realized the place I had been, was underneath the Darling Harbour as we exit out of a non-descript metal door by the IMAX cinema after walking an endless series of grey brick hallways and stairways.
They take me to their headquarters which is located famously in the center of the city in Hyde Park. No outsider has ever been allowed in to see their headquarters as it's rumoured to be invisible. I'm not surprised when Drop Bear demands that I close my eyes before I go into the park. I do but I can never hear any doors opening or anything out of the ordinary. A few moments later he tells me to open my eyes again and I'm standing somewhere completely new.
"Where is this? I thought your home was in Hyde Park?" I blurt out at the surprising new environment which looks like a massive grass field with a huge glass building sitting in the middle. It's sunny and warm but somehow feels different than Sydney weather.
"One thing at a time, for now, all I want is that you go and get some rest and in the morning you need to get checked by our doctor to make sure they didn't do anything... unexpected to you" he says with a looming pause as he glances over me again as if expecting me to grow another head. He then goes on ahead into the building.
Myself, Crimson & the Kid, all walk into the glass building which looks like a big glass box which is 2 stories high but very wide. I can see a big kitchen as I enter to my left. There are sofas and lounge chairs all facing a big TV at the front of the building close to the double entry doors. It all looks incredibly modern and normal, like a big house rather than a superhero headquarters. To the right of the entry doorways I can see a room beyond a big glass wall containing a huge gym with every equipment imaginable.
Straight ahead I see a hallway leading down as well as some stairs at the opposite end of the building along with what looks like an elevator door. I can't help but think it's highly unusual to see an elevator door in a building with only 2 floors.
As soon as I got in Drop Bear turned to the Kid and asked him to show me one of the empty rooms to sleep in for the night. I'm exhausted in every part of my body, but I still find his statement strange seeing as the sun is high in the sky. He sounds as though they're ready for bed.
Drop Bear picks up on my confusion and says "This place is managed by Max, you'll meet him tomorrow, he keeps the lights on until about 9PM every night" he says and points to the clock which displays 8:45PM.
I look outside and there's no way that clock is right. It looks like a midday sun out there. I decide not to push it as I feel as though I'm about to collapse any moment. I thank Drop Bear again and follow the Kid down a corridor with beautiful paintings of landscapes on each side of the walls. The whole place is bright and modern and incredibly clean. I fail to see any others in the whole place as I finally come to the end of the hallway on the ground floor.
The Kid grabs my hand and gives it a light tug. I look down on him and he looks so young and innocent I can't help but wonder about his parents.
"That's my door here, and that's your door there." He says with a proud smile crossing his lips, any sign of his previous serious and mature look is all but gone. Now he's just another 10-year-old boy. He points to two doors opposite each other.
"Thank you, little man, I shall see you tomorrow, sleep tight" I say as I put my hand on his head and give it a small shake. He turns to walk into his room and I get a glimpse of his room that has lots of toys scattered all around the floor.
I go into the ensuite bathroom and have one of the nicest showers I've ever had. It has rain function, a spray function and even a douche. I take a very long shower trying to rinse off the last of my grime, dirt and shame from the crazy day I've had. I notice that the only soap I have was some green cream with a very sweet smell to it. I'm guessing it's from the same person that decorated this room to include a vine plant even inside the shower. It looks like a freakin' rain forest in here. I dry up and crawl under the covers as I look outside, I realize it's completely dark. I glance at the clock that shows the time being 9:30. I lay in bed trying and before I know it, I'm asleep.I jump up at the sound of my door opening.
"Who's there?" I ask the complete darkness surrounding me. I can't see anything except the alarm clock displaying 00:30.
I hear sniffling sounds as I realize that it's the Kid, standing in my doorway. "I had a bad dream; can I stay with you?" he says with difficulty through his sobs. As my eyes start to adjust to the darkness and I can make out that he's holding some teddy bear or something.
"Oh, don't you have someone who takes care of you when you have bad dreams?" I ask in honest surprise that he would even come to me after having only just met me.
He sniffles some more and takes a deep breath and I can hear that he's trying not to cry. "Droppy says we're all meant to take care of each other. But I can go to him if..." He sniffles some more. "If you don't want me here..."
A shot of guilt hits me as I realise, I'm being a jerk to this poor kid. Here he is, after having saved me today with Drop Bear, and I'm refusing to help him when he has a bad dream. Jerk move, but honestly, where the hell are his parents though...
"No, no, of course I don't mind. It's all just very new to me." I respond apologetically. "I don't have any brothers. But you're more than welcome to stay here if you can't sleep".
"THANK YOU" He yells in a much happier tone than before as he closes the door and runs up to the bed. "Say hi to Deano, he's my pet rex" He says as he hands me his plushy toy as he undoes the covers to get into the bed.
"Um, hi Deano. Nice to meet you, hopefully both of you can sleep well tonight". I hand the toy dinosaur back to the Kid and I feel his leg graze up against mine and I immediately jump out of bed with my back turned. I had forgotten that I'm completely naked with a semi-boner in this drowsy state. I rush over to the chair and pull on my sweatpants before I climb back in bed.
I hear the Kid giggling. "I sleep naked too sometimes. But Droppy tells me I shouldn't" he says.
I imagine that Droppy is his nickname for the Drop bear and I find it adorable and make a mental note to mention it to Sara when I see her again. "I don't think it's anything wrong, but only when you sleep alone... Now, do you need a bedtime story, or can you sleep straight away?" I say as I realize I'm wildly unprepared for this scenario. I've never even baby-sat kids before. I try to think back to movies and they always need stories to sleep.
The kid yawns and stretches in bed. "No, I like stories, but I just want to sleep now. Thank you for letting me sleep here. Good Night Mister" he says as he makes himself comfortable.
I turn to my left and say back in a hushed tone "Good Night and thank you for saving me today".
Here I am sleeping next to one of the most powerful people in the country. And his pet Dinosaur. Sara will freak out when I tell her. I lay there for a while thinking a bit more about Sara and where she could possibly be as I hear the Kid start to snore. He must have been exhausted from using his powers to save me. I wonder what power a kid like that has. Must be powerful to earn him a place with the PS. I'm on my back with my arms entwined under my head and just as I start feeling the pull of sleep the Kid shifts in his sleep and his arm falls on top of my flat stomach. I try to move his arm away as discreetly as possible as not to wake him, but he continues to move and his hand lands firmly on my crotch. I feel like such a pervert and I finally manage to move his torso, so he turns away from me. Throughout the night I wake up several times by the kid slapping his hand on my cock. One time I thought I even felt him squeeze it, in its semi-erect state. I remove his hand every time and finally I rest myself with my back against the boy. Before I drift off to sleep, I glance at the clock and notice it's 05:28. It must be morning soon, best get as much sleep as I can. As I fall asleep, I dream about Sara. I can feel her next to me and she asks me to touch her. I place my hand on her firm stomach and she moans in response. I'm egged on and move my hand to her breasts. They're much flatter than normal... No, they're not. I feel my mind clouding over. I pay her breasts no mind as I start to swirl my finger around her areolas and I can feel the pleasure it brings her. I move my hand south and under the covers as I reach her elastic band pyjama pants. I'm surprised to feel her with any clothes as she shares my love for sleeping in the nude. As my mind reacts, I can feel it slowly pulled away and the idea that anything is wrong drifts off as quickly as it came. My hand reaches below, and she's finally shaved her pubes like I've been asking her to. My hand slides down and finds her pussy. It feels strange somehow, I can't quite place what's unusual and the more I try to think about it the more I realise it's completely normal. I start playing with her and take her 2-inch flaccid dick in between my fingers and I squeeze and milk it, so it becomes erect. A thought penetrates my mind that her pussy has never felt this good. I slowly move my fingers down to her sweet opening and I place my finger lightly on the outside as I notice that she's not wet like she normally is. "Lick your fingers". She says with her boyish voice. Like a haze her words disappear, and I'm left with a craving to lick my finger for easier insertion. I bring my middle finger to my lips and use my tongue to slather as much saliva on it as possible before bringing it back down her little body, past her dick and balls and into her waiting hole. I put a little pressure at first and with a steady buildup I slide inside her. I feel her moan and sigh heavily as I move my finger inside until I find that magic spot. I find her prostate and move my finger on it in motion with her jerking body. Her entrance has never been so tight, and I relish in the feeling of finger fucking her. I have the urge to get on top of her like I normally do and plow her into orgasm, but something stops me. It's like I'm unable to wish for it and even though I'm rock hard and throbbing as I rapidly finger fuck her. I continue focusing solely on my partner lying in bed next to me and before I know it, she screams out as she dry cums. I pull out my digit and, in a haze, sleep takes me into darkness again.I wake up just after 8AM and the Kid is sleeping on my chest still and his hand has yet again found its way to my crotch. As I move him away from me, he stirs and finally opens his eyes. At least his hand was not on me when he did. "Good morning". I say as he stretches and yawns. "Good morning". He responds.
"Did you sleep well? No more bad dreams?" I ask, hoping that I've done a good deed.
He giggles as he looks up at me. "No, none at all, I had the best sleep ever". He says as he gets out of bed dragging his pet with him.
As he starts walking out the door, I notice a wet patch on his bum. A flash of my dream springs to mind. Did I finger fuck someone?
The Kid turns around and gives me a wide smile as he closes the door behind him.
What dream was that again... I wonder as all memories of the dream seem to be hazy and impossible to remember.
After I showered and got dressed, I walked down the hallway to the kitchen where I met up with 'Droppy', as I really want to refer to him as. Not to his face of course. "Good Morning buddy, you sleep well" Droppy's voice roars as the bass in his voice makes me feel as though the glass walls are shaking. "Yeah, I did, great beds! Better than a hotel I reckon." I say as I sit down and start filling a bowl with cereal and milk. Cereal first, then milk, of course. As I scoot close to the table leaning over my bowl, I can feel something on my dick. I look down, and there's only my grey sweatpants. I must be imagining it I think as I lean back over the table and grab another spoonful of cereal. There it is again, I felt something that could only be described as a lick on the tip of my cock-head. I readjust myself without making it too obvious as Droppy is busy talking to me about the events of the evening before. As he continues to talk, I feel several movements but every time I look down, I can't see anything. I start to worry that I received some STD from my encounter with Crimson the day before when all of a sudden, I feel my entire cock engulfed in something warm and wet. The feeling overcomes me, and it takes several seconds for me to react, I enjoy it, then freak out, before I jump up and that's when I see him. Below me is the face of a man coming out of the floor with half his body missing. "Mmm, I love starting my mornings with sausage and eggs" he says with a laugh as he floats up from the floor to sit next to Droppy as I stare in shock at this ghost of a man. He's blindingly white all over, his face, his hair, his ripped lean body, even his eyes are solidly white with not even the hint of an iris. His whole-body changes colour as soon as he sits down, and his skin tone goes from paper white to an ebony black colour. His eyes are dark brown, and his hair is slicked back corn rows of raven black hair. He was moving through the floor and the table. What the fuck! "What the fuck! Did you just suck my cock man?" I blurt out "Are all of you sex fiends or what?" I say. "Hey, I know you didn't totally mind what happened yesterday" I hear coming from Crimson who's only now stepping into the kitchen wearing clothes for the first time. He's in blue sport shorts and a black tank top looking like a frazzled mess. "I'm still a little sore you know" he says with a smirk as he sits down after having popped a toast in the machine. "I didn't want any of it, not yesterday, not today. Sorry but dudes just aren't my thing. Plus, I have a girlfriend." I say defensively as I sit opposite three of the most powerful men in the country. "I don't know what happened yesterday, but with Jasper here..." Droppy says as he points to the man who was previously harassing me and my cock. "He just like to make an entrance, don't make it into something big, he loves showing off his powers. And as for the cock-sucking, it's his little way of hazing any newbies. We're not all sex fiends,". I look at Jasper and while still upset I can't help but be curious how he can move like that. He even has a spandex singlet that seemed to change colour as he did from full white to black. "How did you do that" I ask. "Oy man, it's like this, I can move through like, anything, and I've even learned to materialize only parts. I try to make it a special part ey. Jasper, nice to meetya." He says while putting his hands up and rubbing his lips seductively with what I recognise now as a clearly Jamaican accent. "Wish I could say the same, stay off my junk and we'll be good" I respond. The rest of the morning is followed up by me and Crimson explaining in detail what happened the night before and I explain how my partner was taken out of her home and how I tried to stop it but got whacked before I could do anything. Crimson explains that he had gotten close to a lead on a girl working on something they referred to as an 'artefact'. I try not to ask any questions as I feel completely lost once they get into their conversation, but from what I can gather Crimson was caught trying to spy on a meeting between a researcher the Slippery Hunk or 'Spew' as he prefers to go by. They explain that I was lucky to have only been attacked with the slippery stuff, if Spew had attacked me using a liquid that solidifies the only way to get it off would have been by cutting off the flesh it was stuck to. As I know I was covered head to toe in the stuff the thought of it makes me shiver. Crimson goes back to explaining. "So, I followed her, alright, she works at this tech research place in Bondi, but she always leaves early on a Friday and she goes to meet up with Spew.". "Who is she, did you get a name?" Droppy inquires. "I did, but I it's just an alias. I think she really might be the Temptress, although I didn't recognize her, but she was clearly a static forcer the way her eyes lit up blue from time to time. She was this black- haired girl with a nerdy look. She was some Asian mix..." Crimson continues. He stops abruptly as he follows Droppy & Jasper's gaze to me. My face must be registering my state of shock as everyone stares at me. I know who they're talking about... They're talking about Sara. "You're talking about Sara.... Her name is Sara Jiung. She's my girlfriend. But she was taken by those fuckers, there's no way she was working with them". I nearly scream as I feel my world unravel before me. "Yea, that's the name I got off the lease when I was investigating her. I'm sorry mate but I know for a fact that she's been seeing him every week for a few months. They meet in secret on Friday afternoons. We think they may have uncovered something and have been using her for her access to government facilities. But we're not sure exactly, that's why I was investigating. I was taken captive yesterday as I was trying to spy on her work inside the research complex". I can tell that Crimson is trying to be polite about it, but I feel only anger at him as he talks so openly about spying on my life for months like it was nothing. "So, what you're telling me is that Sara was taken because you fucked up a stakeout?" I ask while staring angrily at Crimson. His only response is a look of sadness as his eyes focus on his toast in front of him. "We don't know anything for sure yet, Lucas." Droppy declares to both me and the entire room. "Right now, we have Max working on leads to where they could have taken her, for now, you need to stay here as you're still likely at risk. Lucas, go wake up doc, ask him to do a thorough physical to make sure they didn't do something while you were unconscious yesterday. Then we can discuss what the next step should be." "I'd rather be at home if I could, I feel fine, I don't think I need a doctor or anything" I propose. "You don't know what some powers can do to you, we need to know you haven't been brainwashed or had some transmitter stuck inside you. And I'm sorry to add to your burden Lucas but your place was torched at the same time they kidnapped you. I'm afraid you don't have a home for the time being. And if I understand correctly you were raised in the foster care system without any parents. So, I believe this will be the best place for you, until we can ensure your safety without our presence." I stare blankly at the sink in the kitchen as I'm rinsing off my bowl and putting it away in what feels like a robotic movement. It's all too much... I have no home. All my belongings are gone. And how did he know about my past? All these questions scream in my head but for now, I simply nod to the team and thank them for breakfast as Crimson walks me to a door I understand must be the Doctors room. ~~~~~~ I step inside his room and it's like stepping into a nerd's wildest dreams. The walls are covered with collectibles ranging from comic books to strange statues of dragons. On the right side of the room is a desk with a desktop computer and several cans of Redbull littering around and to the left top corner is a double bed with what looks like a mountain of blankets and a duvet. "Um, good morning Doctor. I was told to come and see you for a check up" I say as I awkwardly step further into his room making my way towards his bed, not knowing what to expect, I tread carefully. "Ugh, yes, yes, I'll be right there" he says groggily. Clearly struggling to get up. I wait a few seconds without any movement under the heap that is his bed I try to nonchalantly cough, to get his attention. "Oh alright, alright. Time to start the day, I guess. You know, it wouldn't be this hard to wake up if Max hadn't made these beds so goddamn lovely" Victory! I see movement. From out underneath the covers steps out the most ordinary man I've ever seen. From the shining crazy characters, I've seen so far, I was expecting to see another crazy person. Before me, in his boxer shorts and robe, stands a man in his mid 30's and someone who has a bit of a belly on him. His hair is short and blond and stand up in every direction and he has a stubble of blond hair covering his jaw giving him a stylish careless look. He stands at 5'8 and has a gut that hangs out in front of him ever so slightly. I wouldn't call him fat but he's certainly burly. "Come along now, let's go to the lab so I can have a look at you" he says as he closes his robes and slips his feet into Pikachu slippers and trod out the room. I know well enough not to ask him about getting dressed. I follow behind him as he asks basic questions about my age, my family history etc. I give him answers where I have them and inform him, I don't know family history as I wasn't raised by my parents. We finally arrive on the second floor and the entire floor is filled with hallways and doors. Must be where most heroes live, I think as this floor alone must have 20 rooms. Finally, the Doc stops and opens a door. As it opens, I'm met with a very large room that looks like a blend between a laboratory for experimenting with equipment, a workshop and a doctor's office. He points to a normal doctors' chair and I hop up on It, going through the motions. He walks up to me and starts to first only look at me, then he asks me to dress down to my underwear. "Sorry doc but I don't have any on me. Can I just keep my pants on instead?" I ask, already knowing the answer. "No, no, that won't do, sorry but off they come. Don't pay it no mind, it's only us here". He says as he grabs the end of my pants as I lift myself up, so he can slide them off. My cock flops down on the plastic sheet covering that runs down the length of his green doctor's chair. "So, Um, is Doc your hero name or is it just what they call you?' I ask, trying to lessen the awkward feeling of sitting naked in a doctor's office. "Yes, yes, that's the question isn't it. What do I go by?"... He mumbles to himself. "My name is Larry Parsons but when I was out there fighting before, I was called Shifty. I leave the fighting to the newer heroes now that more are popping up. I was one of the first heroes in PS along with Drop Bear. Me and him have seen quite a bit yes, yes." He goes on. He then resumes his professional appearance and moves to check my mouth, ears, and eyes. Then he asks that I lay down, so he can check my stomach. I lay cupping myself attempting to cover up while he moves his hands across my ribs, stomach, pecs, arms and nipples. When he grazes my nipples, I feel a twinge of excitement but work against it. I know I've always been sensitive there. "So, doc, what's your power?" I ask trying to relieve my nerves although the doctor looks as casual as ever. "Yes, yes, the introduction of powers. Why don't I show you, might even make you relax a bit?" He says as he takes his hands off me, he takes a step back and starts to shimmer slightly and I see him starting to change. Before me now stand a goddess of unimaginable beauty. She has long black hair, porcelain skin with curves and in only a red bra and panties I can't help but get jealous at his ability. As I stare my blood flows to my cock making it hard immediately and it slaps against my stomach as it comes free from my hands cupping it. I stare down in disbelief and shame. "Sorry, I was just surprised.". "Don't stress it sonny, you're not the first and you won't be the last. But I think this may have made you a bit too comfortable". He says as the shimmer around him returns and he's back to his normal self, bad hair and all. "You seem fine from my initial check, I do need to check your genitals and prostate as well. Have you ever had a prostate exam before? It's common among men but I know you're only 19 so you may not have had one just yet." "No, I haven't, but um... I'm not sure all that is needed, I feel just fine. I even told Drop Bear that as well." I say in an attempt to avoid a strange mans finger up my virgin hole. "No, no, won't do at all. Sorry sonny but we all need to grow up some time". I sigh in defeat as he starts putting his warm hands around my already fully erect cock. He squeezes the tip and precum starts to come out and I look away in shame. I'm relieved when I notice that the Doc seems as casual as ever and he doesn't seem turned on by the situation. He starts cupping my balls and running his thumbs across them making me ache slightly, I realize that I'm feeling pent up, but I can't remember why. I think back to the dream I had but unable to remember anything I just assume maybe it was a wet dream that didn't finish. He doesn't spend too long on my cock which I'm thankful for... "You have some remarkable balls there, son, I bet when you unload, it comes in excess" Doc says while instructing me to get on all fours for the prostate check. I blush and simply nod in response as I do as he asks. "Now, now. This won't be comfortable at first, if you've never done it before, but it will take some time as I have to be as thorough as I can for your health and safety, does that sound okay?". "Sure... I guess" I respond in a way that I hope will make him realise how uncomfortable I am and hurry if possible. I find being on all fours having my anus in a mans face to be a very awkward position to be in. He takes my firm butt in his hand and runs his fingers on them in what I assume to be an attempt to see any blemishes or something of the sort. He then puts a finger straight on my asshole and I clench in reflex. I try to relax as best I can, but I noticed that he's not wearing gloves. Before I have a moment to ask, he's squirted a gel on his finger and is now sliding his cool finger into my virgin hole. I try to think of happier things as he wiggles his finger around inside me. I have no idea what to expect but a moment later I feel a strong twinge on my cock and it rises to full stiffness. What the fuck just happened I think to myself hoping that Doc didn't notice my sudden erection. "Oh, there we go. You may feel a slight sexual feeling here, it's the male g-spot after all. It's all perfectly fine and nothing to worry about" the doctor says in response to my reaction. "Mmhmm" I say as I close my eyes and try to will my cock to go down to avoid further embarrassment. Then he hits again, and again, and again. It takes only seconds before I lose myself in the pleasure coming from his penetrating finger hitting my golden spot over and over and over. I've never felt a pleasure this strange and intense, and every time he strokes my prostate it's like a bullet fires pleasure throughout my entire body. It's all I can do, not to moan loudly in response. With his other hand the doctor now takes my cock in his hand and pushes it back towards my ass, so it stands straight down in full glory. "What are you doing doc... Fuck! When are you done?" I ask in a surprised reaction to his hand on my cock as I try to fight against the orgasm building. "It'll be a few minutes longer, don't worry, this is very standard. Just making sure the glands are doing what they are supposed to." He says in a professional tone and I can't help but wonder if this might be what a prostate exam is meant to be like. He's now moving his finger in and out of me at a rapid pace and I'm starting to grunt and moan at his relentless attack on my prostate and I feel a buildup almost as if I'm going to pee. It's unlike anything I've ever felt. I close my eyes and before I'm able to stop myself, I'm bucking back on the finger that is so pleasantly pushing into me. As I do this a few times, what feels like a full body orgasm rocks me as I shoot a forceful load onto the table below me. I feel wave after wave flush over me. I jerk my body in motion with the pleasure. I fall onto my elbows as I ride out the orgasm and I look down between my legs and notice that the doctor had placed a cup under me in expectation of my orgasm and it was nearly full. It must be nearly 2 cups of sperm. I've never realised I came with such volume. I normally finished inside Sara as I hated the feeling of condoms. She was also an avid swallower always making jokes that my cum tasted like honey. With no explanation to his behaviour Doc simply continues as normal and takes a blood sample from me as I avoid his gaze in shame at my earlier display. "Now then, we're all done here. I'll go ahead and run some tests on these and I should have some results with you as early as this afternoon. One of the benefits of having my own lab. I'll come and find you". He says as I get dressed and make my way back to the lounge. End of Chapter 02.