Taking things into his own hands

No sooner did the door close than Alex got up and bolted to Mr. Blunt's private restroom. Pulling his pants down, he began to masterbate frantically. “I don't know what's come over me,” Alex thought, as he pumped his iron-hard 9-incher. “I've never been this horny that I have to go do this just to keep my focus.”

Despite his intense sexual arousal and polished moves with his hand, Alex was surprised when he did not immediately ejaculate. In fact, although he felt as if he were on the very verge of shooting the largest load ever, his self-pleasuring only served to increase his lust.

This certainly had never happened before. Alex had been a pro at making himself cum since he was 12, but right now, he was powerless to do so. As he continued to stroke and pump his cock, he heard a strange buzzing sound in his ears and noticed a red haze settle over his vision.

Then.... blackness.

When he woke up, Alex was in the infirmary, hooked up to monitors. He was wearing a hospital gown, laying in a bed. A pretty doctor with a clipboard was making notes in your chart. Smithers was there, looking worried but broke into a grin when he saw Alex open his eyes.

"What happened?" Alex asked, struggling to remember.

Smithers begins to explain what's going on inside of Alex.