Andy was back in the factory again. He and a friend had decided to check out the basement of this old abandoned steel mill last week, and he had noticed a very strange looking plant that drew his attention. It was a plant with a bulbous stem, and several flowers near the base. He had immediately wondered how it would feel inside of him. And as he was currently between partners, of either gender, he was looking for something more than silicone to help bring him some pleasure. He hoped that this plant could potentially be that additional pleasure.
It was late when Andy made it back to the steel mill, and the sun was almost completely set, with just the last traces of light barely illuminating the plant at the end of the hallway, just where he remembered it. He pulled out a small bottle of lube, before taking off all of his clothes. He reached out to the plant, as he felt as though it needed some foreplay before he used it for his own pleasure. As he touched it though, he was pleasantly surprised to find it already slick with some type of sap. The plant as a whole had a stem which was about an inch thick, and the bulb on the end at about his chest height was almost two inches. He was very happy to feel that it felt as solid as he’d been hoping, and his cock started to rise at the prospect of shortly having his ass filled by it. Before he committed to the plant fully though, he rubbed some of the smooth sap on his fingers, and allowed it to sit for a time. He wanted to ensure that it wouldn’t become overly sticky, or have any drug-like effects on him. He waited almost 30 minutes, and besides his cock not lowering from its fully upright position, which he thought was odd, he noticed no negative effects. The sap even remained slick, and he was happy to apparently have such a nice natural lubricant for the upcoming insertion.
Andy turned around, and reaching between his legs, pulled the bulbous end of the plant until it was pressing against his rosebud. It was small enough that it took very little effort for him to get it inside of himself. Once the widest part of the plant passed his ring, then several inches of the stem followed it up his ass. Gasping, Andy had to take a mine to recover and adjust following the depth of the intrusion. It had definitely bumped his prostate firmly on its way in, causing his cock to throb madly.
Andy spent some time taking a half step forward, and then back again, getting himself accustomed to the feeling of the bulb inside of himself. After several dozen such strokes, he had to take a moment to recover, at the risk of blowing his load earlier than he wanted. He hadn’t needed to touch his cock at all to maintain his erection, just the sensations from the plant were plenty to keep him right on the edge of orgasm. During this breather, he looked down at the flowers behind him. He could see that they were each almost the size of his head, with two on each side of the stem which was currently inside of him. He reached out and felt one of the flowers, and it was as smooth as silk. He traced his fingers along the edges of the petals, and noticed that there was a very deep hole in the center of each. Out of curiosity, he tried to push his right hand into the hole, which was only about an inch wide. Surprisingly, it opened easily before his fingers, allowing him to fit his entire hand in, all the way to the wrist. He could feel some type of solid center at the base of the flower, which he could barely wrap his hand around. He removed his right hand from the flower, and checked on the left side to see if that flower was the same. When he confirmed that it was, he decided to see just how sturdy the plant was. He stuck both hands into the plant, and gripped onto the central cores firmly. When he did this, he felt the bulb in his ass vibrate slightly. He squeezed harder, and the bulb inside of him vibrated harder. He decided to test and see just how intense this could get, and squeezed as hard as he could. He came almost instantly, moaning loudly as large spurts of cum shot out in front of him.
He quickly released the inner bulbs, and stepped away from the plant, with only a little resistance provided by the bulb as it slipped cleanly out of his ass. It was now fully dark, and he couldn’t quite even make out where he had piled his clothes. He hoped that his cum didn’t get on them. He began stroking his cock, impressed that he’d had such a strong orgasm without even touching his cock. He couldn’t remember the last time that he came that hard. He idly stroked his cock, his hands still well lubricated from inside of the flowers. He quickly worked himself to the edge of orgasm, and then decided to see if the plant could have him manage the same level of orgasm a second time.
He easily got the bulb inserted inside of himself again, although he felt as though it may be a little bigger than he remembered it. He played that fact off to the fact that he could only see the faintest outline of it in the current level of darkness. He reached back behind himself for the flowers again, although he accidentally stepped on and suddenly into one of the flowers closer to the floor. His foot easily sank all the way in, up to his ankle, providing a nice even pressure all around. He could tell that the plant was quite rigid, and that his weight didn’t make the flower quite touch the floor. The sensation was so pleasant and relaxing, that he quickly managed to find the other flower with his other foot, inserting it in the same way. He was then fully suspended off of the floor by the plant, in a fully upright and standing position. His hands and feet were fully inside of flowers, and a large, vibrating bulb was far inside of his hole. The sensations, even without any vibrations yet, were almost enough to send him over the edge to orgasm. Instead though, he forced himself to simply stand there and enjoy the sensations for a time. He spent almost five minutes teasing himself, ramping up the vibrations by squeezing harder, then letting up. He pulled a hand out of the flowers for a moment even to stroke his cock himself, enjoying the sensation of his sap soaked hand over his hard as stone cock.
After a while, he decided that he was fully ready to have his long awaited orgasm, although he knew it had really been just a few minutes. He slowly squeezed on the bulbs inside of the flowers, planning on forcing out another orgasm in the same way as the first. The harder he squeezed, the harder the bulb in his ass vibrated. It wasn’t quite enough for him to cross the threshold though. Before long, he was squeezing as hard as he could. He could tell that the bulb inside of his ass was vibrating harder than ever, but it wasn’t quite enough. He didn’t want to just quit and jack himself off though, instead he committed to having another orgasm in the same way as the earlier one.
After some time though, he was forced to take a break. His fingers were simply not used to squeezing so hard for so long. Reaching between his legs, and stroking himself without taking himself over the edge, he touched something which he hadn’t noticed before. It was a new small flower, and he could tell that it was definitely a part of the strange plant. Horny and wanting that extra bit of stimulation, he quickly discovered that it was just long enough to be able to slide his cock into it. He slid it all the way to the base of his cock, and he felt that even his balls slipped all the way inside.
He quickly moved to put his hands back inside of their respective flowers, and as soon he just touched the central bulbs, he felt everything tighten. The bulb inside of his ass seemed to swell, while the flowers on his wrists, ankles and now cock all seemed to completely solidify in their positions around his extremities. The sensations immediately made his start thrashing against his plant captor, although there was very little which he could realistically do about it.
His attention was very shortly after all focused in on his cock, as he was closer to an orgasm than he could remember ever being before in his life. He thrashed and squirmed, thrusted and groaned, trying to give his cock either more, or less stimulation. Instead, the flower around his cock and the bulb inside of his ass worked in tandem, stroking and vibrating him, keeping him right at the edge. The flower around his cock felt like a dozen tongues at once, all completely in charge and knowing just what to do to keep him where they wanted him. The bulb up his rear continued as well, although now it had also begun to thrust in addition to just vibrating. Before long, it was even fully leaving his ass, before rapidly inserting itself over a foot into his ass.
Andy could do nothing but try to survive the wonderful but extremely intense sensations. Almost immediately he could tell that his cock was leaking cum, despite not quite being at the level of actual orgasm. How long this went on and how much he leaked, he had no way of knowing. His mind was lost almost entirely to the sensations, any thoughts of escaping having been proven impossible and discarded what felt like hours ago.
After what felt like an eternity, he started to notice the first motes of daylight providing illumination to the hallway he was in. At first he thought he was imagining things, but as the light grew, he saw that he wasn’t mistaken. In front of his face, just below his eye level, was another flower. As the daylight grew, so did the flower before him. Before the hallway was fully lit, he could tell that it was larger than his head. He had already been screaming and yelling through the night, with no response, but upon seeing this new flower and guessing where it was likely to go, his protests started up again. He swore and thrashed as much as he could, but the entire night had proven to him that there was no way away from the constant, edge-of-orgasm stimulation. He turned his head to the side and leaned back as far as he could, but the newest flower slowly grew ever larger and closer to his face.
Before long, despite leaning back as far as possible, he could feel petals brushing against his chin. His constant stimulation had him breathing heavily through his mouth, and several petals quickly slipped inside, immediately silencing the last of the screams he would ever make. He thrashed once, and accidentally shoved his head fully into the flower. His sight was now gone, although he found that somehow he could breathe both through his mouth and nose. This final addition of sensations finally did it for him, and he came. Hard. Anyone who would have seen him though, wouldn’t have been able to tell that anything changed.
The flowers absorbed the full orgasm of cum as easily as they had been the steady leak which had been coming out through the entire night. Unfortunately for him, the plant knows no mercy. The stimulation didn’t let up in the slightest, and indeed even became stronger, as they worked on getting him back to the same level of pre-orgasm that he was at mere moments ago. He did his best to scream as the post-orgasm torture wracked his now completely spent body. Unfortunately for him, his body eventually responded, and within a few minutes he was once again a dripping mess.
His mind managed to stay sane for almost the entire day. Before the sun set on him again though, his mind broke. His only thoughts were now of his need for an orgasm, despite the fact that he was never to be permitted another. The plant provided him sustenance which allowed him to live for many years, the entire time unable to do anything but wish for another orgasm, being kept right at the edge for the entire time.