Derrick didn't know how long he had been trapped to his cruel fate, trapped in his never moving stone body. The throbbing horniness, the deep powerful urge to thrust his hips, to rut, to cum, never abated. The uncomfortable feeling of the marbles of cum forever frozen at the hyper sensitive tip of his penis, forever frozen just split seconds before ejaculation. The sexual frustration was unbearable. Derrick's fixed viewpoint was forever stuck downwards; he was forced to always look at his frozen, stone cock. It was painfully erect, the veins bulging. With the passage of time, it had been covered in a green hue from moss, and to his disgust, there was some bird shit on this cock. Derrick wanted to cry. He flexed again against his unmoveable, frozen muscles, desperate to reach down and grab his cock. Of course, nothing happened.
Derrick was zoning out again; it was all he could do to deal with the mind numbing horniness and the awful boredom that came with being a statue. He as in one of these dazes when all of a sudden he was started out of it. "Hello my sweet boy statue". Derrick knew that voice, it was Medusa! The evil monster that had imprisoned him in stone, who had forced him into this awful fate. Derrick would have shown surprise on his face, but alas, it was frozen. Derrick tried to turn to look at her, but she came slowly walking into his limited viewpoint. He could only see the lower half of her body, her long, shapely legs. Fuck, he hadn't seen a woman in practically ages, and it was driving him nuts! He needed to cum so bad!
Medusa walks over and looks Derrick right in his cold, stone eyes. "How are we doing today my young stud?", she playfully teases. As badly as Derrick wants to shoot and cum, he want to punch her in her face even more. Her cruelty was really unfathomable, and Derrick's torture so complete and horrid.
Medusa's soft hand gently caresses Derricks hard stone chest, and slowly glides down. Soon, Medusa is softly and gently caressing and rubbing his cock. He is believably horny, he is almost seeing stars. He desperately wants to hump and grind his hips into her hand, anything to shoot his cum and get rid of the painful frustration. He almost blacked out at the sensation! This was the first touch he had felt on his painfully swollen dick, that wasn't moss or bird shit, in months, if not years (he had no way to track the time!). "Oh I bet you like that, don't you? You look so painfully aroused, and hard. I bet you want to shoot, don't you?", Medusa whispered in his ears seductively. Derrick could feel the load swirling like lava in his balls, begging for a release that would never come!
Medusa looked him in his stone cold, frozen grey eyes and let go of his cock. "You know what, I bet you could handle more, couldn't you? Would you like that? I could super charge your cock and make you even more horny and desperate for relief" she says with an evil grin. "How about this, my love, if you don't want me to, say so! Tell me "no!".
Medusa waited patiently for a couple seconds, while Derrick tried with every ounce of his energy at scream NO! Alas, it was impossible. Medusa just laughed, knowing full well Derrick was frozen solid in his stone prison.
"My my, you are a kinky boy. Alright, so I guess you want me to increase your sex drive and your desire for release!", she says, rubbing her hands together. "Than let's get started!"...