This is part 2 of a fictional story about a horny 19 year old, who is turned into a prejac against his will, is held in chastity for days or weeks and only gets a few ruined orgasms and some ballbusting – getting worse and worse.

All Characters are of legal age.

On day 11 in Sperm Camp Luke woke up by the throbbing in his pants. His uncut 9-inch cock pressed against his tight underwear producing a big wet spot of precum. His balls were aching – the right one more than the left due to the accidental crushing the day before.

He moaned and thrust his hips upwards. Yesterday he had shot his 13-day load in a ruined orgasm and was denied another one. Now early in the morning the pressure was killing him. How could he handle 10 more days before he was allowed to ‘donate’ his sperm again?

He decided to try and sleep a little longer. He turned on his side. But the friction on his underwear made him buckle his hips, while his dick twitched and released a big drop of precum through the fabric. Needless to say, he didn’t get any more sleep.

The first two days were the worst. His body demanded relief again. Then it got a little better, focusing on his workout and any distraction he could find.

On day 6 his self-control broke for a moment and he fumbled his balls for a few minutes. The slight touches already felt pretty intense. He was clearly losing the little stamina he had in the beginning. He didn’t touch his hard dick at all, just to make sure - but it still was a mistake, making him as horny as on the first day of this week.

When he got hard while doing crunches he had to stop or he would have creamed his pants. Now even working out wasn’t a real distraction anymore….

Somehow, he managed to get to day 10. Finally, donation day!! He was picked up again at 10:00 am. A smile of the hot lady and one glance at her cleavage was enough to make him hard. She gave him a good view and asked ‘Are you ready for your donation? Now that your first 20 days here are over, it is intended to get you aroused more often.’ With a wink she turned around and gave him a good view of her butt. ‘That’s supposed to increase sperm production. Now follow me.’

Luke watched and followed. But he walked very carefully because he already felt the pressure building up, as his boner rubbed slightly against the fabric of his pants. She had to wait for him several times. According to her glances she knew exactly why he had to pause.

Luke sighed when he reached the donation room and undressed very carefully to avoid friction on his wet and throbbing dick. When he was naked he watched himself in the mirror on the wall. His muscles slowly started to grow now. He flexed in front of the mirror and got turned on even more by what he saw. ‘Damn, at least some results start showing’ he thought, gently rubbing his pecs and nipples.

Meanwhile his dick was so hard it hurt. Veins bulging, a thread of precum dripping to the floor. His big balls dangling low.

He laid on the bed and very carefully started to fumble his balls. This time he had planned ahead: he would edge as long as he could take it. Then he would position himself right in front of the transparent donation tube. He could jerk his dick outside of the tube. His shots would be so powerful, nothing would spill. He was sure of that. This way he could avoid another ruined orgasm.

He counted… 23 days since his last full orgasm now. And before he arrived he was used to at least two full orgasms per day!

He hadn’t touched his hard dick for 8 days now. He wanted to enjoy this moment. He grabbed it and gave it three quick jerks. The feeling made him gasp. And his orgasm was building instantly!

‘Shit! Shit! Shiiiit!’ he muttered, stumbling to his feet. Spilling any drop would be punished by 10 days in a Chastity cage!

Everything happened like in slow-motion. As he sat up quickly he felt his orgasm build inevitable. When his feet touched the floor his first shot hit the wall close to the ceiling. He stumbled forward and would have reached the tube in time for the second shot… But his raging boner was pointing too steep upwards. His whole body clenched when the second shot sprayed into the air, raining down on his head and shoulders seconds later. His legs almost gave in to the intense feeling.

With all his willpower Luke bent down his dick and pushed it into the tube, holding onto the tube to barely stay on his feet. He could see his third shot spray deep into the tube. With every shot a whimpered ‘Nooo - Not - a - gain - fuuuck - ’ as he pumped his ruined orgasm into the tube.

Afterwards he sank to the floor, panting heavily. Sitting there, covered in cum, frustrated, still rock hard and ready for a full orgasm.

How did that happen?! It felt almost like in one of those final destination movies. He had to chuckle – no in one of these movies his balls would probably be cut off or something like that. But his balls rested safely on the floor.

He knew he would be caged now anyway… so… why not get full relief now?! He grabbed his dick and gave it the first jerk, still close to another orgasm.

That moment two male guards entered. One grabbed both of his arms. Luke - desperate to cum - didn’t think much and bit him. The guard screamed and Luke got one arm free.

The guard just put his boot on Luke’s balls and squeezed them down hard on the floor. Now it was Luke’s turn to shriek when pain shot through his body.

He could feel them get flattened, as the guard put his anger in twisting his boot further down. Luke clutched the guard's leg and tried to lift it. The pain grew intense and he gasped. But somehow the pain also increased his arousal. Luke’s dick was getting close to erupting a second time …when something hit his head and he got unconscious.