Chapter 17
by 
strip
WHAT?
MIKE IS LOCKED
Ben's eyes widened in shock. "Mike? Locked in a cage? No way! He always tops me..."
Jake shrugged. "Maybe his cock didn't meet the standards. Enough talking, Ben. The Type-T **** will make you incredibly horny. Release your seed to a boi. Look, this is my fourth round since morning. When in Rome, follow the Romans."
Ben hesitated, but Jake's words struck a chord. "Okay, Jake," he said finally. "Find me a guy."
Jake grinned and corrected him, "They are bois, not guys."
Jake pointed to a nearby boi, who immediately stepped forward, eyes downcast, body smooth and ready. Ben took a deep breath, feeling the effects of the Type-T **** intensifying his arousal.
BACK IN ORIENTATION ROOM
