His breathing became more rapid and the bound hunk bucked and rocked against the restraints that held him as the drug continued to take effect. Wayne Industries Pharmaceutical Division had provided the grant money to several state campuses to enroll students in the final clinical trials of Erectix; a drug designed to enhance male potency and fertility. Testing such a medication on healthy, young subjects would give both the manufacturer and the clinician's from each campus valid baseline of information on the drug's impact with regards to both stimulation and sperm production. Campuses throughout the state had already enrolled students and begun collecting data; Gotham's latest recruit lay bound across his professor's specialized table as his first experience with Erectix continued to unfold.
"Professor, what are you doing man?" the strong boy hissed as he flexed hard and twisted his head toward the short, portly man who now stood just to his right, watching the veins in his victim's neck pop as he fought to free himself. In his hand the professor held a small note tablet; he was taking notes as the boy's voice began to rise in both tone and volume. "What is this stuff? What do you want from me?" The boy arched his back hard again, rising his hips up off from the table surface, his beautiful physique an artful dance of muscled perfection and virility.
"Mr. Grayson, as Subject 17 in our trials, you will be monitored closely over the course of the next several months. The dosing of Erectix that you receive during your subsequent visits to the Clinic and Collection Center Observation Rooms will be documented and reviewed by clinicians closely as part of the trial. You will only be known now as Subject 17", running his small hand again over the smooth, slick chest he looked lovingly into the handsome face once again, "it's okay, your secret will remain safe with me!" A wicked smile crossed his face as Grayson helplessly learned what was in store for him. "I have hand selected a clinical assistant to help me with your case. Trust me; you're in capable and very willing hands." The older man gently traced the nipple that rested on a steel plate of pectoral muscle.
The drug was driving the teen body builder mad. The tingling in his groin was gradually becoming more fierce and, as the professor removed the finger he was using to trace his pec, the college stud looked down over his torso, the briefs of his uniform were now rising and the pressure caused the waistband to pull up away from the valley his defined abs created. There, just below the line of silken green fabric he could see his dick, reacting quickly as the drug invaded his system. The mushroom head began to peak, ever so slightly, above the skintight material, as is trying to free itself with a mind of it's own from the tight confines of the trunks.
"Tell me, so I might take notes for your file Subject 17, how is the drug making you feel? Are there any sensations occurring that you might want to put into words? Please keep in mind that you have had multiple times the dose to get you started here, as we are alone together. Anything that you care to share would be very helpful."
"You're crazy! If you think I am going to be some test subject! I want outta here now! Undo these cuffs!" The boy began to stare down at himself again and hesitantly relaxed in the restraints. Taking on a more negotiable voice he pleaded, "Professor, please I have to get out of this. This drug is driving me nuts man. My dick is hard as a rock; I got to get off dude. This is nuts, you can watch if you want but I gotta get off. What is this shit, it's driving me crazy?"
The professor set down the notepad and reached again for the citrus oil sprayer. "No! Professor, no! Please man; please don't put anymore of that on me. Please!" But the boy's cries were in vain. The mist again showered down over him, continuing the activation the drug.
Raynor's eyes were fixed to the waistband of the young stallion's briefs as his cock slowly emerged from behind the bright green material. The perfect mushroom shaped head slowly made an appearance as the trapped boy did his best to keep himself composed while the drug worked its magic on him. Slackening in the restraints the boy's focus turned to his newly visible problem.
The professor took position between the subject and the mirror and watched as the virile young stud's cock forced its way up out of the Speedo like trunks, causing the taut fabric to pull even tighter and rise away from the narrow waist. Two inches of what looked to be a substantial package were now visible, straining for freedom from the tight contents. The boy was breathing even more deeply now, his beautiful eyes focused on himself as he began to realize just how desperately he wanted to move his hands down, if he could, and address the longing he felt between his legs.
"Please. Please professor, I am begging you. Please undo these cuffs; please let me go. This stuff is driving me crazy. Look," the kid nodded toward his midsection, "my cock, look at my cock!"
"Oh, my dear boy, I am looking at you. Every glorious centimeter of you! This is exactly how I hoped this afternoon would go. You are obviously reacting well to the drug that is continuing to seep into your gorgeous physique. I have readied the paperwork to complete your enrollment and will gladly assist you with your first session." The old man opened the small wooden box that he had placed between the struts that held strong, flexing legs wide open. "I brought along a little something to help you voluntarily enroll for me this afternoon Mr. Grayson." Between his pointer finger and thumb the old man held the base of a long Robin's feather. Rolling his finger and thumb so that the feather spun between them the old man smiled at the masked boy once again, "appropriate don't you think? You'll crumble to my desire to have you as a participant and beg me to help you all because of this simple little feather. How does the saying go? Birds of a feather?"
Gently the elderly man place the feather near the head of the beautiful penis that had popped and bounced up from behind the uniform. "Gitchy, gitchy, goo!" The evil professor began to trace the head of the perfect manhood as the hero sprang to life in the manacles, once again flexing and straining for freedom.
"Oh fuck man. Please! No! Please stop! Let me outta these cuffs, please!" The perfect body locked into a full flex as the feather lightly traced back and forth along the ridge of the head that protruded from the smooth fabric. "Professor, please. Please stop. I'll do what you want, please, please stop!"
The little man continued to play the stud like a fiddle as he explained to Robin, "Here is how this is going to work Mr. Grayson. By the way, the name Dick seems completely appropriate; your manhood is as stunningly beautiful as the rest of you! I am going to have you sign your enrollment paperwork now. Then, we will conclude this afternoon's session; just you and I together in the private confines of this office. I will take it upon myself to make you Gotham's star enrollee!"
The professor laid the feather on the defined abdominals that flexed before him and moved to his desk, returning with a contract. Sliding a silver pen into the gloved fingers of the boy's hand the man smiled down again at his captive, "Penmanship isn't a worry, please sign your name here Subject 17. By signing you agree to all of the parameters of the study as they are outline herein, you waive your right to financial reimbursement for your time or your donations and agree that the study, although held on campus, earns you no academic credit."
The young man, driven even crazier by the drug in the time that the older man was explaining the contractual obligation to him stared back at his teacher. His body continued to be ravished by the drug as he twisted his wrist in his own cuffs to affix his name to the signature line on the contract held before him.
Leaning over him, he felt the soft breath of the teacher he once trusted whisper in his ear, "I will submit your paperwork directly Subject 17. Now, I want to hear you beg me to let you cum!"
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