You watch as the young man comes forward with the dildo getting on his knees before your massive balls. You know exactly what he's planning and with a wink you're lifting those massive orbs up so he can access your hole. Now you're pretty into topping, but you got a tiny ... tiny ... versatile streak in ya. So this was a nice change of pace from the usual and you moan around your own engorged dick stuffing your mouth as you feel him push the dildo in. However this wasn't your ordinary dildo; although you weren't really expecting it to be after everything that had already occurred. Now that you were starting to remember it all you had a more clear idea of the bondage arts. You were also it would seem now you were more willing and openly accepting it all; but then you always sort of had; now able to understand what was happening to you more. So this was some sort of series of magical bondage arts... that was what he had even called it after all... And he was experimenting on you? Testing them on you? Just playing with you? You weren't really sure, part of you felt that it was never intended to be anything more than that. You could see the way he was looking at you now though, you had managed to forge something a little deeper with him; you were sure of it.
Now that dildo was buried in you and you could feel how your back was starting to hurt; but at the same time how it was beginning to feel nice and warm and sensitive and your back muscles were starting to spasm too. Than with a loud orgasm as you fill your own belly with the spooge spewing out of your over-sized prick; dick tentacle after dick tentacle began to surge forth from your back. You groan as you push the dick out of your mouth and you were holding it out so that flood of cream that was coming out of it like water from hose could drench the boy as the cock tentacles formed from your back. You groan as one of them replaces your own prick and begins pumping cum down your throat. There were many more too; seemed like they all had minds of their own... they were rubbing all over you; rubbing all over him. It was absolute ecstasy and pleasure and sex; you can feel the dildo pulling and pushing at your insides of its own accord. Mewling and moaning like a bitch for once; you huff and pant; crying out lewdly as all the dick tentacles were molesting you and the young man as well.
The boy was already moving away to get something else though, fortunately for him you are far too engrossed in all this pleasure to pay much attention.