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 knew I shouldn't have trusted that bastard Daven! At least that's over." He picks up the Containment Orb and stands up off the bed. The boy then places the Orb in a wooden box on the table and closes the lid, then locks it. "My name's Jared, by the way," the boy says as he puts on a dark blue robe. You introduce yourself and explain your situation with Kyris, leaving out some of the ... more risqué detail. Jared nods. "I'm just a junior here. We need to get to the senior mages of the Academy. They'll know how to help you. I can help you get to them. We should stick together since something's wrong and they're evacuating the Academy right now." Jared exits the room via the door you entered from, leaving you alone in his room.