"Does it hurt?"

"does it hurt?" you ask, munching on some snacks, trying to sell the idea that it's not a big deal.

Amelia tries to get a hold of herself, shyly putting her hands on her knees, still not ready to look at you in the eyes.

"It huts... when I try to hold it back for too long..."

"oh, you should've told me then! You did mention doing simple things in your profile. I don't want to bother you by asking you to hold back, i want you to be relaxed and have a nice time together"

You place the bag of snacks on her lap

"Come on, tell me what I need to know to help you have a good time"

She slowly grabs a pinch of snacks, chew a little and opens up a bit

"My girls... I mean my testicles, have this hormonal condition where they produce absurd amounts of cum and no doctor was able to find out why. But they did provide me with a machine to suck up the precum that I'm constantly leaking. I don't seem able to masturbate, maybe it's because my cock is so long? I sometimes accidentally orgasm from knocking my girls against something while I'm walking. There isn't much I can do outside the house, the machine makes a bit of noise and everyone would notice it. I can't complain tho, because the doctors contacted a pharmaceutical agency to buy my cum. They said it's filled with hormones and good for de-aging creams and other stuff. So i don't actually have to go outside and... meet anyone"

"I see, it must be hard living with that every day"

"Thank you, but there really isn't anything you can d- "

"Do you want me to jerk you off? maybe I can relieve a bit of pressure" You jump back on the floor, kneeling down to her, about to lift her skirt before asking "I mean, if you're okay with that?"

Shocked, Amelia replies a stuttering "W-w-what... Why do... Y-yes, p-p-please, let's t-try", then immediately hides her face behind her hands again. Sure a boy stroking her dick wasn't appropriate, but she was too pent up to directly deny the help.

She lifts her skirt again and you see her cock in all of its glory, it's clearly as long as your forearm and upper-arm, but not wider than an actual big futanari penis. You lick your lips at the sweet scent emanating from it. You sit cross-legged next to her foot, trying not to bump into her gigantic balls. You place your hands at two points along the length, she gasps in surprise. You can see a short spurt of precum feel the nozzle.