For the moment, the sudden change in his erection was a relief. He was too focused on the had on his throat to recall the downside to the injection. He didn't seem to notice as cum dripped down his thigh, either. Staying alive was slightly more important.

"Yes!" He blurted out, trying to scrape his story together in his head. "I was getting close to you...to make it look like it came from you..." He was trying to pull the man's arm away, the muscles and tendons in his forearms standing out as he strained. "I needed five hundred thousand...but I was gonna try for double." There was a frantic, fearful edge to his words. As if it were the worst possible thing he could admit.