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The Orgone Orgasm Machine
By Paul S. Stevens
Stuart went home and once again stared at the ceiling above his bed. He hadn't even realized he had stripped naked. Being naked was becoming second nature to Stuart now. His nakedness allowed him to feel completely at ease as the vivid imagery of his shared dream with the doctor replayed over and over in his head. His adventure with the tentacle creature had quite an impact on Stuart's young impressionable mind and he decided he wanted to find out more about this Japanese cultural phenomenon.
He went over to his computer to Google-search everything he could think of to find out more about them. He scoured page after page, surfing the abundant wealth of information available on the subject. Nevertheless, Stuart couldn't believe that after two hours of intensive searching, he had learned very little that he hadn't already garnered from his experience with the doctor. Stuart did find one hand drawn graphic of a boy who had many of Stuart's own physical attributes who was enraptured in the embrace of a blue marbled beast that resembled the one in his dream. It was like having an out of body experience. It immediately triggered a wave of chills that ran down his spine and caused him to pop an instant boner.
He quickly printed the image and hid it along with the rest of his sordid stash of naked boys that he concealed inside the pages of his science textbook that he kept in his bottom dresser drawer. It was like having a souvenir of the event that would forever remind him of that extraordinarily unique sexual encounter. The way Stuart's initial reaction affected him proved that this picture would forever be a great asset to his collection.
Stuart returned to his bed and resumed his daydream as he stared at the ceiling once more, allowing his mind to soar and his cock to rise. He began to wonder what other kinds of amazing dreams were in store for him as he continued to assist the doctor with his project. While thinking about the recent adventure he'd just had under the influence of the doctor's Orgone chamber, he discovered he had been stroking his rock solid erection unconsciously and was already getting into an aroused state of sexual excitement.
The accumulation of Orgone energy that Stuart's body had been absorbing over the past several days have now begun to coalesce into a powerful energy source that was affecting every cell in his body. Stuart began to experience a new found energy that made him feel like he was capable of anything. He found he was eating less and feeling better about himself. He found a confidence within himself he never felt before. He found himself experiencing a wave of increasingly more frequent moments of mental clarity as his thinking processes became more acute and focused. Lastly, he found himself actually needing to release his sexual appetite nearly around the clock.
Stuart's penis tree and the sensuous assortment of sizes shapes and colors of the tree's bountiful blossoms filled Stuart's mind. The memory of selecting and trying on the different cock and ball choices made Stuart's orgasm explode. He'd only been stroking himself for a minute or so but his horny mood and vivid masturbation fantasy caused him to blow his load almost instantly.
One, two, three, four, five blasts of Stuart's cum flew fervently across his chest. He continued stroking himself as he felt a surge of wicked sensations double his arousal. Somehow, Stuart realized he was far from finished. Stuart's super charged masturbation fantasy continued as his memory advanced to his second Orgone induced dream.
He recalled how the earth got invaded by aliens and how they misappropriated the doctor's Orgone technologies to induce the planet to experience global outbursts of uncontrollable sexual orgies. This conglomeration of erotic sequences fueled another surge of wicked sensations that now tripled Stuart's arousal. A few moments later, Stuart's vivid masturbation fantasy caused him to blow a second load of heavy cream.
One, two, three, four, five, six more blasts of Stuart's cum added to his first wave, covering an even larger area of his torso. Waves of orgasmic pleasure shot through Stuart's body and still, he knew he wasn't finished. Stuart continued stroking himself as he felt yet another surge of wicked sensations come over him. They exponentially multiplied his insatiable hunger into a fury. He knew that what he was experiencing here was not normal. Nevertheless, Stuart's masturbation fantasy continued as he remembered his most recent Orgone induced dream about the doctor's tentacle beast.
As Stuart recalled the demon's ravaging act, he summoned up one last charge of semen as a grand finale. Stuart began to lose control as he approached the third phase of this most unusual series of multiple male orgasms. Suddenly, every muscle in Stuart's body seized, and he was instantly rendered immobile. He couldn't even move his hand to continue masturbating himself. His orgasm, which was already past the point of no return continued, albeit with a slower yet relentless climb to a throbbing climax.
Even though Stuart was heavily within the throes of an impending eruption, he got scared that he had lost all control of his own body. His orgasm now crawled mercilessly slowly as the buildup of pressure within Stuart's reproductive system rose to critical mass and launched Stuart's load with the force of a nuclear weapon. The intensity of this last orgasm was so strong that Stuart passed out cold, briefly losing consciousness.
Stuart got jolted awake a few moments later by the voice of his mother as she knocked at his door.
"Stuart," his mother called out.
"Yeah Mom," Stuart answered as he flew into a panic. He was still on top of his bed, totally naked with no less than three abundantly hardy loads of cum spread across his chest and abdomen.
"Dinner's ready sweetheart, I made your favorite," his mom said through the door.
"Oh, thanks Mom, I'll be right down," Stuart said as he heard her walk away.
Stuart scrambled to his feet as he realized his embarrassing predicament and threw some clothes on. As he pulled his T-shirt over his head, all three loads of his cum covered skin instantly soaked through the fabric, making him look like he'd been drenched in a wild orgy.
Stuart's mind started racing as he slowly began to realize what had just happened to him. He had just experienced a multiple orgasm that manifested itself into three consecutively escalating climaxes that ended with Stuart totally blacking out. As if that wasn't enough to worry about, Stuart felt a compelling hunger to turn around and do it all again. The massive escalating orgasms were so phenomenal that Stuart's mind could focus on little else.
The only down side was the part about passing out. Losing consciousness was so disconcerting to him that he wasn't willing to risk it again. Stuart tried to clear his mind to no avail. He removed his cum soaked T-shirt and wiped away the last remaining drops of residue. He put on a clean T-shirt and discarded the dirty one in a pile of clothes that was growing out of control in the corner of his room. Stuart was still so horny from his ordeal that he briefly entertained the preposterous notion that his super virile sperm cells had fathered a human-fabric hybrid creature. It was a half human, half fabric entity that lived solely on Stuart's inimitable one-of-a-kind semen to keep it alive.
It was then that Stuart realized he'd better get a grip on reality. Once he was dressed, he sat on his bed and attempted to gather his thoughts. As hard as he tried, he still slipped into another alternate universe as an internal battle waged within his consciousness. Earlier, he reveled in a newfound confidence within himself and enjoyed increasing moments of mental clarity, but all of that seemed lost right now as Stuart struggled to return to his normal reality based day-to-day routine. The overwhelming urge to rip off his clothes and engage in another series of mind shattering orgasms intensified. Stuart sat quietly still for a few more moments until he managed to get his mind and body under control, at least enough to go down to dinner.
Stuart made his way downstairs and joined his parents in the dining room. Even though his physical body was present, he was still mentally distracted. He tried to keep his focus on what he was doing but his sexually voracious hunger continued to invade his private thoughts.
"Well, there you are," his mother said. "We were beginning to think you weren't coming down."
"Furthermore," his father added, "you've been spending far too much time over at that old man's place. You've been neglecting your duties here at home. In fact, you look like you've even been neglecting yourself as well. What do you think dear? Does it look like he's losing weight to you?"
"Maybe, but then again, take a look at those muscles he's putting on," his mother said.
"Yeah, okay," his father agreed. "Our son's becoming a man."
The harmless innuendo and lighthearted banter between Stuart's mother and father about his physical state, putting on muscle, losing body fat and becoming a man caused Stuart to lose the little control he was haplessly holding on to. Their shameless flattery and praise only served to arouse and provoke his hostile hormones. The overwhelming need to breed strengthened its foothold and his insatiable hunger overpowered his sensibilities. Stuart was forced to excuse himself from the dinner table before he could ingest a single morsel.
"Are you all right Stuart?" his mom asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine Mom," Stuart answered. "I'm just not very hungry right now."
As Stuart left the dinner table, he could feel his hands begin to tremble and as he walked up the stairs to his bedroom, it spread to his arms and legs. He was so distracted that he didn't even realize he was disrobing as he ascended the stairs. By the time he opened his bedroom door, his pants had already fallen to his ankles and by the time he hit his bed, he was virtually naked and frantically stroking himself.
"Get a hold of yourself," Stuart said out loud into his empty room. "Breathe, relax and don't panic. Everything's going to be okay."
Stuart tried to follow his own advice. He slowed down his breathing, relaxed his muscles and gradually began to regain control of himself. Then, he slowed down his stroking and even stopped completely. Nonetheless, Stuart's body was still reacting as if he hadn't stopped at all. His cock and sphincter muscle twitched in unison as if he were performing a set of Kegel exercises. He began to feel an approaching orgasm which was puzzling since he had ceased stimulating himself.
On one hand, Stuart was becoming even more concerned and vexed about the mystifying events that recently plagued him. On the other hand, the orgasmic tingling he was experiencing was extraordinarily intoxicating. He figured there couldn't be that much to worry about since he wasn't in any kind of pain or discomfort.
As Stuart lay still atop his bed, his body continued to rocket toward a spectacular climax, defying all logic and reason. His cock started bobbing up and down, dry at first. Then, in a delayed reaction, his orgasm burgeoned into a genuine hands free climax that resulted in a torrential flood of Stuart's unsolicited molten manna. He splattered himself on the face and neck with his hot boy juice that blasted forth from his ridged cock with the force of a fire hose. His body jerked and quivered as he enjoyed the thrill of this runaway climax.
Stuart was still concerned about his unexplainable afternoon, but now things were beginning to return to normal. His body calmed down and his reproductive organs settled into a fulfilled state of satisfaction. He cleaned up the results of his last unexpected climax and then climbed into bed. He stretched his naked body out under the cool top sheet of his bed to take a much needed nap. Stuart fell fast asleep as his body worked through the night replenishing his spent resources until he finally awoke the next morning. He was quite startled that he slept though the night since he only intended to take a quick nap.
Stuart opened his eyes as the hint of sunshine began to filter through the window shades of his darkened room. He had woken up at the tail end of a hyper-erotic dream ending in a blissful discharge of warm wet pleasure. He looked down at the sheet that covered him and discovered several large wet spots approximately eight inches in diameter that were spread about in a random pattern. All of them were at various degrees of dampness where he apparently had deposited numerous nocturnal emissions throughout the night. The newest one was in the center of the sheet where his stiff erection was still tenting the soaked fabric.
As Stuart stared awe-struck at the multiple stains on his sheet, someone knocked on the door. Once again, he flew into a panic. He couldn't let anyone see the devastating evidence apparent on his bedding and he couldn't just throw the sheets off since he was completely naked underneath.
"Hold on a minute, I'm dressing," Stuart quickly called out as he spied his shorts from across the room. He jumped out of bed and into those shorts in record time.
"Are you all right Stuart?" his mom asked through the door. "You didn't eat any dinner last night and your father and I haven't heard a peep out of you all night."
Stuart opened the door to his mother standing outside with a genuine look of worry on her face.
"Morning Mom, I'm fine, really," he said as he reached to give his mom a peck on the cheek. "Is breakfast ready? I'm starved."
"I'm glad to hear that you're finally hungry. Come on down and join your father and me when you're dressed and ready."
"Thanks Mom, Love you."
His mom's worried look disappeared and she gave her son a smile before returning to the kitchen. Stuart finished dressing and made his way to the breakfast table. He grabbed a handful of items and headed for the door.
"Hold on there young man," his father said as he walked into the room to sit down to breakfast with his family. "Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm heading over to the Doc's lab," he answered.
"You come back over here and sit yourself down and have a decent breakfast," his father ordered.
"Dad, this is my job now, I've got to go," Stuart argued.
"Not until you've had a decent breakfast, especially since you didn't eat last night." his father demanded. "The `Good doctor' can wait."
Stuart begrudgingly sat down as his father directed. Stuart knew his father was right and using the `job' argument was lame. The truth was that he couldn't wait to get to the doctor's lab so he could have his morning dose of Orgone for the day. This whole situation made Stuart realize something that he'd been in denial about since his first experience in the doctor's basement lab. He realized that he was addicted to the doctor's Orgone machine. Actually, that wasn't fair to the doctor or his machine. Stuart was addicted to sex. Addicted to orgasms to be more precise and the doctor's Orgone machine enabled Stuart to abuse it. Even though he didn't want to jeopardize his daily Orgone fix, the unforeseen side effects Stuart had experienced the night before convinced him that he had better come clean and inform the doctor about them.
Stuart put on a great show for his mom and dad as he appeared cheerful and happy, engaging them in light conversations, all the while suppressing the overpowering urge to get the hell out of there. When Stuart had eaten a sufficient amount to appease his parents, he excused himself, waved goodbye and calmly walked out the door. Once he was out of his parent's line of sight, he tore off running until he got to the doctor's lab. He raced down the stairs calling out to the doctor as he went.
"Gene, Gene, there's something I have to tell you," Stuart said as he stopped dead in his tracks at the bottom of the stairs.
The doctor was standing next to a total stranger. The doctor was wearing one of his white lab coats with his goggles pulled to the top of his head and the stranger was wearing one of the doctor's hazmat suits, less the headgear which he was holding in his hands.
"Oh, there you are Stuy," the doctor
said. "I'd like for you to meet our new
assistant. Kendall, this is Stuart,
Stuart this is
Stuart shook hands with
"I don't know Gene, that's a pretty tall order," Stuart blushed. "How did you find this genius?"
Even with the new guy in the room,
Stuart jumped out of his clothes and got comfortably naked in his favorite
chair without giving it so much as a second thought.
Kendall and the doctor took their places in
front of the Orgone machine, donning their hazmat suits, ready to begin their
first collaboration. When
"Gene, the kid is naked,"
"Oh, sorry about that," the doctor said. "I forgot to tell you about that. Remember the part of our briefing where I talked about how Orgone Energy has a few sexual benefits?"
"Well, the benefits are significant," the doctor emphasized as he raised his eyebrows. "Besides, Stuy prefers it that way and it makes it easier to collect his semen samples for analyzing later."
"Oh, I see,"
Stuart grew quite impatient and increasingly more self conscious as he sat in the chair waiting while the doctor tediously explained what each dial, button and switch was for. Stuart couldn't believe how the doctor prattled on so as he went into much more detail than was necessary.
Stuart wanted to inform the doctor about
the recent experiences he'd had with the Orgone side effects but he didn't want
to do it in front of the new guy. He
didn't know him well enough to be talking about the sensitive nature of what he
experienced. Deep down Stuart understood
Right now, all he could think about was getting that darn machine going so he can get down to business and start absorbing some new and much anticipated Orgone delight.
After a tedious blow by blow account of every aspect of the doctor's pride and joy, the machine had finally completed booting up and cycled through its internal diagnostic routines, signaling its readiness to begin. The machine began its familiar purring and humming that the doctor and Stuart had gotten used to.
"What is that sound?"
"Yes, it's been doing that lately," The doctor answered. "I'm not sure where it's coming from but it doesn't seem to affect the output."
"All right, maybe I could take a look at the schematics for you later and see if I can pinpoint the source of the problem," Kendall offered. "It's probably just a diode that's fallen out of tolerance or something simple like that. I've gotten pretty good at diagnosing these types of things."
"Okay, that would be very helpful
The doctor immediately dismissed the idea that anyone other than himself could possibly be capable of understanding his highly sophisticated invention.
"So, how do you suggest we begin?" the doctor queried.
"Strict scientific protocol dictates
that we start small,"
One of the main reasons why the doctor
hired an assistant was to help him keep the project under `Strict Scientific
"Let's do it!" the doctor exclaimed.
"I suggest we take it up to 1,000 ppm,"
"1,000 parts per million, isn't that a bit steep?" the doctor questioned.
"Orgone Energy occurs naturally and
accumulates in higher concentrations than that in the upper atmosphere during a
"All right then, here we go." the doctor said as he tentatively set the controls, causing the machine to begin making a fairly loud whining sound it had never made before.
Stuart immediately felt a chill as the ambient temperature in the room began to fall like an air conditioner had just been turned on. Even though he was in the doctor's lab, Stuart began to feel like he was outdoors in the open air as a hint of a far away storm loomed near.
The doctor grabbed his notepad and pencil and wheeled over to Stuart to begin documenting his impressions.
"How are you doing Stuy?" the doctor asked with a slightly muffled tone that was somewhat obscured by his hazmat headgear.
"I'm fine but it feels like it's going to rain in here any second," Stuart revealed.
"Why do you say that?" the doctor questioned.
"Believe it or not, I can feel the tickling of static electricity dancing on my balls."
"Are you feeling any..., you know..., sex stuff?" the doctor delicately inquired.
"No, not yet," Stuart smiled as he imagined the doctor blushing under his protective helmet.
Suddenly, Stuart started to see strange things. His eyes were playing tricks on him. It was almost like he could see common ordinary things but in a completely different way. Like the way an infrared camera can see heat signatures. Everything seemed to come alive as the surfaces of objects in the lab became brighter. The darkened areas of the room seemed to lighten up as the contrast between dark and light started to disappear. Metal objects became shiny and the simple colors of everything seemed to intensify. His visual acuity soared as he could see the smallest objects with crystal clarity. Something was going on with Stuart's sense of sight and this was just the beginning.
"We're at full power now Stuy, what are you sensing?" the doctor asked as he poised his pencil over the paper in great anticipation of whatever Stuart had to say.
"I..., Oh My God..., I..., I can...," Stuart stammered.
"Okay, now holding steady at 1,000 ppm,"
"What is it Stuy? Tell me," the doctor said, encouraging Stuart to finish his sentence.
As Stuart surveyed the room to get an
idea of exactly what it was that his eyes were seeing, he tried focusing and
concentrating his vision on certain objects.
He looked over at Kendall who was still standing proudly over the
doctor's machine. As he studied
He squinted and strained to adjust his
focus and it slowly started working. Now
Stuart was able to see more clearly, first beyond the primary barrier of
He closed his eyes to attempt to refocus
his eyesight when he discovered he was seeing right through his own eyelids
which momentarily alarmed him. When he
opened his eyes again, he was able to see
"Stuart, talk to me," the doctor ordered. "What's happening?"
Stuart turned his focus away from
"Gene, I can see...," Stuart shouted.
"Well of course you can see," the doctor chided. "Come on now Stuy, come back to me."
"Gene, I can see with like..., like X-ray vision or something."
"I'm not kidding."
"Prove it," the doctor said putting his pencil down with a degree of skepticism.
Stuart looked back over to
"When I first got here today,
"Right," the doctor conceded.
"Then how could I know that he's wearing a pair of black pants, a white long sleeve shirt and a hideous red tie?"
"You could have guessed that much without even seeing him," the doctor challenged. "Can you tell me something more specific?"
"Okay, how about this?" Stuart said as
he focused his eyes a little deeper and looked at
"Hey, you can't just strip me naked with
"Why not?" Stuart asked. "You're seeing me naked right now."
"That's not the same thing, you
"Both of you, Stop it!" the doctor interjected as if he were breaking up a schoolyard brawl. "Remember why we're all here. We need to concentrate our attention on this latest development. Stuart is experiencing a major breakthrough here. Let's focus on that shall we?"
"Yes doctor Le Croix.
Of course you're right."
With deep concern for Stuart's welfare, the doctor removed his headgear and leaned in close to whisper quietly to his young assistant.
"Are you doing okay Stuy?" the doctor asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Stuart answered.
"Please let me know if you feel any discomfort or pain, okay?" the doctor insisted.
"Yeah..., sure..., no problem," Stuart said.
"Are you feeling any unusual arousal?" the doctor queried as he looked down at Stuart's rigid boner.
"Well, nothing unusual but," Stuart hesitated.
"But what?" the doctor asked.
The doctor rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Of all the people I could have gotten as an assistant, I had to get a sex crazed teenager."
He replaced his headgear and rolled his chair back over to the console to rejoin Kendall who was smirking as he stood over the controls.
Stuart continued to gaze upon
Stuart watched as
The high volume of Orgone in the room quickly began to coalesce in Stuart's cells. The levels of saturation in those cells had approached, and were now surpassing the concentrations that Stuart had amassed from day one. The oncoming climax that was now apparently close was approaching with much more speed and determination than the one that had made him pass out yesterday.
Stuart was feeling embarrassed and
worried. He was feeling embarrassed
because his body was about to betray his secret to
All the embarrassment and worry that weighed heavily upon Stuart's mind all slipped away. His orgasm was now imminently close as it thrashed him mercilessly. Every muscle in Stuart's body contracted forcibly, restricting him from any voluntary movement. Stuart lay frozen, with his arms and legs stretched out as if he were catatonic.
The tubes and vesicles deep within Stuart's reproductive tract filled with Stuart's liquid essence and the firing pin that would launch his boy juice onto Stuart's chest, hammered on the primer, sparking the action that would propel Stuart's hot offering that the doctor's new assistant was sure to witness. Stuart let out a hair raising howl that teetered between agony and ecstasy as his balls released several rope-like strands of white creamy cum that seemed to defy gravity as it was energetically driven out of Stuart's twitching cock.
Stuart began to feel his consciousness slip away as his climax came to bear with all the force of an erupting volcano. There was no corresponding fantasies, dreams or shared dreamscapes associated with this orgasm. It was like a nocturnal emission that took place in a waking state, occurring for the sole purpose of expelling Stuart's excess sperm.
"Did you see that?"
"See what?" The doctor asked.
"Shut it down," The doctor shouted. "Shut it down now!"
Kendall quickly flipped a series of buttons and knobs and the doctor's machine settled back down to a gentle purr, and then eventually fell silent. The doctor quickly rolled his chair over to Stuart to check on his young assistant.
"Stuy..., Stuy, wake up!" The doctor
"Take off my hazmat suit sir, are you
The doctor stared at
"Oh my God, what have we done?" the doctor said. "Oh Stuart, please wake up!"
Neither Kendall nor the doctor knew what to do. The doctor picked Stuart up and cradled him in his arms.
"Oh Stuart, I can't believe I did it again," the doctor said as he clutched Stuart's listless body. "I've put you in danger and risked your safety, all in the name of science. I'm so sorry."
"Gene, has this happened before?"
"Stuart has endured a few harrowing experiences with me but he's quite a dynamic individual," the doctor attested. "He'll snap out of it any second now, I'm sure of it. While I'm thinking about it, will you please get an analysis kit from the drawer over there and collect this semen sample while it's still fresh."
"Well, I've got my hands full at the moment as you can see," the doctor answered.
"There's something unusual about this
Up to now,
"Oh, it's so sweet,"
"There's a reason for that," the doctor began. "I have been collecting and evaluating Stuart's semen samples from the very first day. Over the past several sessions, Stuart's semen has undergone a significant change. When we started, his sperm count was completely normal for any average healthy fifteen year old boy. After our second session, Stuart's sperm count increased by thirty percent and his semen volume doubled. After each session, a similar increase was noted. Stuart has been slowly turning into a human sex machine, a sperm factory if you will. His body has been putting all its recourses into manufacturing that one perfect product, sperm."
"Your machine is responsible for all
Kendall and the doctor looked down at Stuart who fluttered his eyes open and smiled from ear to ear.
"Oh Stuy, you're awake," the doctor cheered. "How do you feel?"
"I feel great!" Stuart said as his smile widened.
"What are you smiling about?"
"I heard what you guys said about me," Stuart said.
"What?" the doctor questioned.
"I'm a genuine human sperm factory,"
Stuart boldly declared. "
"You wouldn't be saying that if you had
my cock in your mouth,"
"Go ahead, whip it out," Stuart dared him.
"Okay, I will,"
"What are you two doing?" the doctor asked. "You're acting like a couple of teenagers."
"I am a teenager," Stuart said.
"And I feel like one,"
The doctor couldn't believe what he was
about to do. He was getting caught up in
the moment and for some unknown reason, he was beginning to understand what
"So," Stuart said.
"Let me have it," Stuart said.
"Let you have what?"
"Your penis dude, you were supposed to let me suck it, remember?" Stuart said.
"Oh yeah, okay,"
Having a grown man's cock in his hands
was one thing but when Stuart added his other senses to the mix, the level of
his understanding increased exponentially.
The first thing Stuart noticed as he drew Kendall's rigid cock into his
mouth was the smooth rounded curvature of his cock head as his engorged glans
flared out along its well defined edge.
Stuart began to appreciate the sheer size of
"Believe me, I know penises and you have one of the best I've ever seen," Stuart complemented. "Thanks for letting me have the taste."
"Thanks for the compliment Stuart,"
"Sure, that would be great," Stuart beamed.
"I have a great idea,"
Stuart stood up, not having any clue
"Oh, no you don't!" Stuart said shaking his head. "There's no way!"
"Oh goodness Stuart,"
So far, the doctor had been sitting quietly watching this unusual series of events unfold in front of his eyes. He was now beginning to feel comfortable enough to join in.
"That looks like fun," the doctor said. "Do you mind if I give it a whirl?"
Stuart and Kendall looked at each other and
then shot the doctor a look of approval.
The doctor wheeled his chair over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle
of Gun Oil lubricant and then wheeled his chair back.
He then applied a liberal amount onto his
hand and engulfed Stuart and
Gene enjoyed having two cocks in his
hand as he elicited the most erotic moans from his two assistants.
Having Stuart's perfectly proportioned cock
in his hand reminded the doctor of his teenage years when he and his buddies
would lend each other a helping hand.
"When I took this job, I didn't know I'd
be having this much fun,"
"Oh, that sounds hot," Stuart said. "Would you do that for us Gene? Please? I want to watch our dicks twitch and shoot together."
"All right," the doctor agreed, "but it's going to require all three of us pooling our thoughts together into one concentrated group effort. Combining our three individual minds into one single thought should enable us to pull it off."
"How do we do that Gene?" Stuart asked.
"Think of my hand and your cocks as one thing," the doctor instructed. "Focus your attention on your physical senses, your sense of sight, sound, smell, taste and touch."
A thoughtful expression swept across Stuart and Kendall's faces as the doctor's instructions began to make some sense. Once he saw a glimmer of understanding in their eyes, the doctor continued.
"With your eyes, watch my hand as it glides up and down the shafts of your two cocks. With your ears, listen deeply to each other moan as I stimulate you to ecstasy. With your nose, smell the sweet fragrance of pure Orgone as it mixes with the intoxicating aromas of our combined male secretions. With your mouth, taste the anticipation of what we are longing for as we prepare for the ultimate climax. Last but not least, focus your attention on your sense of touch as you begin to approach your combined orgasm."
It was beginning to work.
The doctor was starting to feel Stuart and
Stuart looked directly into the doctor's
eyes and nodded his head. Suddenly, the
doctor began to get drawn into Stuart and
The doctor discovered he was moaning
right along with his assistants as Stuart drew the doctor deeper into his
fantasy. Even though his cock was not in
direct contact with Stuart and
"I bet I can shoot it farther than you Kendall." Stuart challenged.
"Oh yeah, bring it!"
The doctor's hand began to quiver as the
onslaught of orgasmic waves prevented him from concentrating on his stroking
and it seemed that
Stuart had now drawn the three of them past the point of no return as they each felt the swell of their hot molten semen fill the tubes and vesicles of their respective reproductive organs as their body's `ejection system' poised on the verge of a triple synchronized ejaculation. Stuart's orgasm manifested itself physically as the powerful thrusts of his ejaculation launched its first volley. Kendall and the doctor, who were still psychically linked to Stuart, launched their first volleys as well. Stuart's flawlessly orchestrated cum ballet had the doctor, Kendall and himself jointly shooting their semen in all directions.
The volume, color and consistency of their semen matched each other's in every way. Even their ejaculating cycles pulsed together in unison like three water jets of a `Dancing Waters' show, spraying together as one in wicked complicity. The room overflowed with the sound of three climaxing voices as they collectively watched their impeccably timed ejaculations surge forth with Stuart's intentional solidarity.
By the time the three of them reached their sixth spasm of their united release, they all slipped seamlessly into unconsciousness. Stuart's mind was so enraptured with the life altering orgasm he was sharing with his friends that he had forgotten to release them from his psychic hold before losing consciousness. Therefore, Stuart unintentionally pulled Kendall and the doctor past the threshold of reality and into the realm of darkness. They were out cold until the level of Orgone saturation in the room had fallen below 200 ppm.
All at once, Stuart,
"I don't know what you did to me, but I
would never have agreed to do anything like this!"
"Oh nonsense," the doctor snapped. "If anything, these dreams reveal your true nature. What we saw in there was the real you that you keep hidden from the world. This should have been a freeing experience for you if you had even the tiniest open mind."
Kendall looked at the doctor as he contemplated his next argument, being very careful to choose his words wisely. Then he looked at Stuart and saw the hurt expression on his face. He thought to himself that Stuart was too young to be willfully manipulating him into anything. He began to see the unselfish gift Stuart had bestowed upon him and he started to back down.
"Well, having sex with a minor is a
"No one had sex with anyone here," the doctor informed him.
"I know," the doctor stated. "He's made me come a few times as well. The little shit has gotten pretty good at it. Nonetheless, everything that happened was all in your head. All the events that transpired were all part of Stuart's shared dream state. Stuart acquired this gift from the Orgone treatments he's been receiving and he has become quite proficient at it. You see, no one touched anyone here. It was all a projected fantasy of which the two of us were willing recipients. Deep down, you and I both experienced something we always wanted to do and never did. If anything, Stuart imposed his will upon us which we are going to learn how to control, right?" the doctor said looking over at Stuart.
"Yes sir," Stuart grumbled.
"I suggest we all get dressed and take a break," the doctor said. "Let's agree to meet back here tomorrow and we can start over. We need to stick to procedures more closely and take a more clinical stance on our experiments. There's still so much for us to learn here."
"Thank you," the doctor said. "I'll give you the blueprints and schematics before you leave and you can start looking them over at your leisure while Stuart and I come to a better understanding about proper procedures and protocols."
Stuart, Kendall and the doctor all went their separate ways as the events of the day replayed in each of their minds in vivid detail.
Stuart understood that he had crossed the line today. Not only had he put the doctor in an awkward position but he still hadn't told him of the problems he had been having with his spontaneous orgasms and blackouts. Tomorrow would be a new day and perhaps with everyone starting off on a new foot, he could set things straight and continue to be an integral part of the doctor's work.
The End of Chapter #3
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