A Night at The Hole 10 (Patreon)

Before he knew it, Billy found himself chained in a room, pretty much on public display. Cal would massage his body, tell him how beautiful he was, then invite a passing hung top to come see what male clitoris looked like. Invariably, the tops would laugh, smack Billy’s dicklet, use their fingers to flick his tiny cock and balls. A voice in Billy’s head kept saying, “What’s wrong with you? Why are you enjoying this so much?” But he couldn’t help himself. His little dicklet was drippy with pleasure. Part of it was all the attention from these hot Alpha tops. They were laughing at his clit, sure, but he could see in their eyes that they all wanted to fuck him.