Help the boy.

"All right, I've decided to help you," you say to the boy. "What do I need to do?"

A look of relief passes over the boy's face. "Containment Orb - ungh - on that table. You need to - aah - drop it on my body and it should stop this curse. Be careful - not to touch me though." You look at the table, which is scattered with numerous papers, books, glass vials and magical artifacts. An apple-sized glass ball catches your attention. You pick it up and drop it from a low height onto the boy's stomach. As soon as it touches the boy, a glowing pink dust seems to coalesce under the boy's skin before being drawn into the centre of the glass ball. The process takes about half a minute or so, and as soon as the last swirl of dust is sucked into the Containment Orb, the boy releases his hands from his cock and asshole and sits up on the bed.

"Thank you," the boy says. "I don't think I could have managed to cum any more. I'm glad that's over." He picks up the Containment Orb and stands up off the bed. Suddenly his expression turns into a sneer. "You're still an asshole for letting me suffer like that," the boy says. Before you can react, the boy throws the Containment Orb at your feet. The Orb shatters, releasing the pink dust, which sticks to your body and disappears inside you. You immediately lie down on the boy's cum-soaked bed, strip off your clothes and start wanking your cock and shoving three fingers into your asshole like the boy did moments earlier, but much more slowly. "What's happening to me?" you cry.

"You're getting what you deserve," the boy says, as he puts on a dark blue robe and moves towards the door. "Although, it looks like you'll be getting it a lot slower since the curse isn't quite as powerful now. Better hope someone comes along to save you, huh?"

You try to will your body to follow your mental commands but nothing happens. Your hand moves so slowly over your stiffening cock that you spend hours being frustratingly aroused and stimulated before you finally reach the threshold of orgasm. Exhausted but unable to stop, you yell as you arch your back and shoot a massive load of cum all over your chest and neck. Some lands in your mouth and you swallow involuntarily, tasting your own essence, before you mercifully lose consciousness...