Dirk wanked day in and day out. Not once washing Chad. But that really didn't matter. Chad soaked up Dirk's juices as he was spent. His sweat, his cum, his piss, anything that came out of Dirk or was shot onto Chad was soaked into the singlet without getting hard or sticky.
It was really nice for Dirk to have Chad soak up his juices but as the weeks went on and eventually five years later Dirk was becoming bored with wanking. Maybe it was that he matured and was ready for his next challenge but he eventually pulled off Chad and hung him on a hanger in front of his closet. He had long since moved out of his mom's house and was living by himself.
As he looked at the Chad singlet he thought to himself it had been a long time since he had heard Chad in his mind. That psychic link that they had was not gone. He had begun to block it out because it had been repetitive and Chad had gotten use to the abuse Dirk inflicted upon him. After awhile you just go numb.
But as Dirk looked at Chad he had an idea. A wonderfully devious idea.
He had heard abut a fetish that He wasn't personally interested in but he had hoped that he could find someone that would be interested.
He searched for weeks as Chad hung on the wall. Chad's mind woke up a bit wondering why he hadn't been used in so long. But he was happy that he was freed of Dirk and was watching as Dirk played on his computer.
One night Dirk put Chad on one more time and said one final wank before we move on.
I get to be human again Chad almost screamed in Dirk's mind.
Oh silly boy I haven't even begun to torture you.
No no no I am sending you off and you will be supplying someone else with entertainment.
No please turn me back.
Oh don't worry this link we have will remain. I will enjoy your torture for years to come.
Dirk had one of the biggest expulsions Chad had ever soaked up and then was neatly folded up and put into a box. Next stop was his new home.