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The Orgone Orgasm Machine

Chapter #8

By Paul S. Stevens

 

As Stuart climbed into bed after his traumatic but memorable night's ordeal, the overwhelming events took a much larger toll on his gentle psyche, perhaps more severely than he could have realized. As he fell asleep, a hardcore wet waking dream manifested itself. It launched Stuart into an arousing fantasy-like world that soon turned into a full-scale sexual dream before declining into a fitfully disturbing yet alluring nightmare.

The events that transpired in the doctor's lab that evening upon encountering the intruders had a strong and potent effect on Stuart's mind, body, and soul. The detrimental and deliberately generated over saturation of Orgone infused gas that the intruder's criminal ring leader had deviously implemented, had caused a rippling transmogrification of events so gripping and far reaching that the resulting consequences couldn't have been predicted, detected or foreseen.

All three members of team-Croix had been equally exposed to the unseen fallout and all three of them were in for an unpredictably bumpy ride in the privacy of their own beds later that night. For Stuart however, the resulting exposure caused a delayed, yet vicious manipulation of Stuart's cognitive dreaming abilities that he had recently learned to manipulate to his advantage. Soon after falling asleep, Stuart got immersed into a vise like lock that took control over his abilities and focused itself on one for Stuart's deepest hidden sexual desires that he acted upon with maximum vigor and intensity.

His vision started off innocuously enough as he allowed it to take him on a rigorous boner stupor. Stuart found himself in the doctor's basement lab, standing alone at the top of the stairs, looking down into the Orgone gallery. There he saw a rousing population of young and horny guys who were seductively grinding their hips together in a captivating and gyroscopic fashion. Each guy appeared to be stripped down to their skintight underwear, intently co-mingling with one another in a way that was quite provocative and forbidding. Stuart immediately noticed that the underwear they were wearing consisted of every known combination of colors, styles, and configurations known to man, all with kinky and suggestive mottos, slogans and logos. There wasn't a drab or ordinary individual in the lot. At first, Stuart didn't know if what he was seeing was real or not as the site took on an otherworldly persona. Then, he got so aroused that he began to see life teetering between the real world and the Orgone induced world of illusions. Each individual member sported large and noticeably bulky bulges in their crotches that revealed some boner-popping erotic outlines of their hard and semi-hard cocks, leaving nothing to Stuart's eager imagination. Stuart found himself asking the question, who were all these guys anyway and why were they here. He didn't want to jinx the fact that they were here in his presence and just decided to go with it without saying a word.

This lush display of young, glistening bodies made Stuart think of how awkward it had been to have spent the last several weeks, naked alongside Kendall as the two of them demonstrated and promoted the doctor's Croixgonator machine to a bunch of grubby old horny geezers for money. All he could think of at the moment was self-gratifying his unrelenting sexual hunger! Knowing that this was all a fantasy driven delusion gave Stuart the go ahead to fulfill his fantasy to the hilt.

Then, a small group of these exotic boys gathered together and went up the stairs to lure Stuart down into the fray with their arms open wide in a warm and welcoming fashion. As they surrounded him, they put their hands and arms seductively about Stuart's body and then tenderly coaxed him down the stairs as if they were levitating him down in an effortless floating trance. They were also undressing him as they proceeded into the room until, like all the others guys, had stripped Stuart down to his comparatively unadorned briefs. By the time they got Stuart to the bottom of the stairs, his boner was rhythmically pulsating along with his lightheadedness. He and his cock were now ready to be joined and added to the group's collective with its continually rising protrusions, becoming `one' with the mass collection of throbbing and roaring boners.

Stuart licked his lips as a hot looking young boy from the group leaned over and spoke to Stuart in a heavenly whisper, pulling him even deeper into the fever pitch sex-reverie he had fallen so deeply into with all his heart and soul.

"I want to see that rocking hard ramrod you have hidden away in that dripping sperm-packed pouch of yours", the boy quietly remarked. Stuart could actually see in his mind's eye what smoldering fire lookes like when spoken with vividly explicit lips and eyes.

As easy as you please, the young man reached over and ever so slowly, batting his eyes to get everybody to look his way first, started to torment the group with hungry expectation, until all eyes were transfixed on Stuart and his rock-hard manhood. With rousing anticipation, the young boy teased the crowd, pulling at Stuart's briefs, making his unveiling the most mouthwatering event of the moment, until they all commenced vocalizing their delight with a hypnotic chant. Once the boy had fully revealed Stuart's entire glorious package to the group, a full-on orgy formed around him. Like it had been rehearsed ahead of time, all the boys dropped their underwear to the floor, revealing their own throbbing packages. Everyone in the doctor's lab was now bare naked. The crowd encircled Stuart and laid all their hands onto Stuart's body until every inch of his skin was engulfed with erotic roaming fingers so numerous that Stuart began to feel himself approaching a heart pounding orgasm in mere seconds.

So far, Stuart had been overwhelmed with what had transpired in his vision, and even though he was deeply consumed in that world, his cock had swelled up into a roaring boner that hung like iron out in the real world. It was straining to escape the confines of his tight-fitting underwear, causing his bed covers to form a sensuous bump, protruding under his blanket as he uneasily tossed and turned in his bed.

Back in his arousing vision portal, Stuart stood vulnerably in his enormously hung imaginary crowd, trying to prevent himself from prematurely spewing his pent-up load everywhere before he had fully explored his role in this most provocative and mind gushing fantasy.

Before he knew it, Stuart became the center of attention as all the guys in the room began to form a tight circle around his body. They began to grunt and groan in full erotic fashion while they circle jerked in his immediate direction. They moved in as close to Stuart's body as possible so their hot projecting magma could be drawn to him like a magnet. As their hot lava would strike his skin, it would slowly roll down his body, causing hot flashes to scatter and tickle him as he felt those flashes begin to radiate across his unseen clenching prostate. Their intention was to immerse Stuart in a torrential flood of hot, sticky boy essence while the temperature in the room rose along with their escalating mob-like desires.

Stuart felt his erotic tension escalate as the group started to vocally react to everyone's mounting sensual rhythms. All the stroking and vocalizations going on in the room began to swell and synchronize along with Stuart's heartrate, rising along with his intensifying libido.

One by one, each fellow would announce their imminent explosion and immediately doused his target with their forceful ejections of liquid pride as they hit their mark with total precision, emerging Stuart with their liquid passion.

The cumshots now started coming one after another as the firing culmination of shooting cocks induced a fever pitch atmosphere of orgasming juices and awe-inspiring showers of intense boy cream that bubbled and foamed all over Stuart's torso, crotch and legs.

Stuart began to sense a barrage of flying encapsulations of warm and creamy boy milk coming at him from all directions, seemingly materializing out of thin air. There was no part of Stuart's body that wasn't being bombarded by flying fragments of hurling packets of essence. Some of it real, some of it imaginary, all of it glorious.

Soon, Stuart was covered from head to toe with slimy white sperm-infused fluid that made Stuart feel like a walking human sperm bank. He felt the notion that standing to close to any female might result in a multiple triplet and quadruplet insemination from his temporarily dripping ultra-fertile epidermis. As some of the crowd's ejaculations would strike Stuart's cockhead, he exploded with his own nuclear detonation of spewing cream, causing his brain to implode with a colossal spasming orgasm.

As Stuart recovered from his mind-blowing experience, he grew more comfortable with his cum covered skin and all the hot guys began to disperse, going their own way until only one person remained. To his surprise, it turned out to be his his lab partner, Kendall.

The thought that Kendall had been in the room the entire time made Stuart's cock twitch and jump with unexpected fervor.

"What are you doing here?" Stuart asked with nervous curiosity.

"Let's go someplace where we can talk," Kendall suggested.

"Okay, I know just the place," Stuart remarked with excitement.

"What happened to you?" Kendall wondered out loud.

"Well," Stuart began as he started to emerge from his stupor. "I think I got a cum bath from a vision quest I found myself on! I think they were sex angels. I didn't see any wings on their bodies but their cumshots were sure flying fast and furious!"

"No shit? You must have found that to be most heavenly," Kendall said.

"Yeah, very funny," Stuart said as he started squirming from the dry cracking cum splotches all over his body.

Stuart was getting uncomfortable as the sticky gobs of drying cum began to cake and shrink in the breeze as it somewhat constricted his movements.

"No, I'm serious, that had to have been incredible. In here, in this place, wherever this is, everything is downright sexual. I'm a sexual being. You're a sexual being, and boy are you ever a sexual being, Stuart. All the trees, the birds, the flowers, and even the animals are all sexual entities by nature. For example, do you know what a `Wuzzle Party' is?

"No!"

It's a phenomenon that happens among marine mammals. Whales, and porpoises and such. Dolphins, for one, split off into small groups and engage in a gay, sexual ritual that most humans have never heard of or witnessed firsthand. Very much like humans who engage in sexual male frottage, they gather in groups of two's and three's and dive down to the ocean floor. Then they go nose to nose and swim as close to one another as possible. Then, with piqued eroticism, they extend their penises and rub them against each other in a rather erogenous way as they swim towards the surface together, repeating the ritual, over and over again. I think that's pretty hot. Can you believe it?"

As he and Kendall traveled side by side, they talked candidly and Stuart started to notice that his skin was beginning to soften and ease a little. He discovered that it was because, he and Kendall were somehow underwater. The seawater slowly started to dissolve and disperse the massive cum christenings that he had gotten covered with earlier and it slowly began to wash away. They both found themselves just hanging in the middle of the ocean within a spectacular vista, being able to easily see great distances across the clear and pristine expanse.

"I think I'm seeing it for myself, right now!" Stuart remarked. "What orgasms they must give each other. I've seen a few things in real life, all since I met you and the doctor. Some amazing things. Since I started working with you and the doctor's `Orgone' therapy, my eyes have been taught to stay wide open for it, and I do see it everywhere I look now. I mean like, all the time!"

Then, as Stuart and Kendall talked between themselves, they saw several groups of adolescent dolphins' approach. Then, as if it was destined to happen, that same pod of dolphins dove down and then came rising from below them. They were swimming towards the surface, and they passed, near enough to touch. They were exhibiting the very same phenomenon that Stuart, and Kendall were just talking about. They both could clearly see the dolphin's penises quivering between each other as they swam past them. Male dolphins' penises retract into their bodies when flaccid and only become visible when they get sexually excited.

"Wow, did you see that?" Stuart exclaimed.

"I don't think I would have believed it if I didn't see it for myself," Kendall said in awe. "Did you see the penises on those dolphins"

"Hell, yeah!" Stuart acknowledged. "Would you like to try that, you and me to together that is, you know, to see what it's like and all?"

Kendall hesitated for a moment and then answered, "Sure, I guess we could do that."

From where they were, the two of them dove down a little deeper and then began to surface slowly, moving closer together until their erected members made gentle contact across from each other, while several groups of dolphins passed them by, wuzzling their way to the surface.

An erotic chill ran straight up Stuart's back, arms, and legs until his cock began to quiver in an erotic dolphin `Wuzzle' fashion. The rushing water surging past Stuart and Kendall's genitalia caused their two cocks to move and gyrate against one another as the water currents had their influence on them. An unseen force was at play here and their cocks began actively moving, creating a very thrilling and alluring sensation for Stuart and Kendall. Their two boners reacted in unison, allowing them to feel a pseudo dolphin interaction that was one of the most amorous experiences they had ever experienced.

Then Stuart began to receive a sort of mild telepathic transmission. In fact, he was getting several of them from all over the area. Actually, they were more like thought patterns that Stuart was able to sense inside his head. Stuart never received any type of thought transmissions like this before. For that matter, he didn't even know that he was capable of such things. It was apparent that the readings he was getting were of a sensual nature. Somehow, he knew that they were not coming from Kendall at all since he was the only human that was anywhere around. At that point, he knew that those thoughts had to be coming from the dolphins themselves. Stuart tried to zero in on which individual dolphin was doing the communicating. After a couple of minutes of studying and concentrating on them, he realized that the ideas that were flying around had all came from a general consensus of the numerous numbers of dolphins that were present in the vicinity.

Stuart was sensing that these brain patterns he was receiving from the dolphins were saying that several individuals in the group all thought that he and Kendall were very sexy to watch, even though they were quite clumsy at it. They all thought that he and Kendall were nicely fit for humans and had fairly large and sexy `Wuzzle' body parts.

Stuart was amazed that dolphins could have such thoughts and ideas, especially about humans. The dolphins also liked the idea that these two humans in particular had no outer wrappings draped over their bodies and welcomed them to join in on the fun. For the most part, dolphins engage in "Wuzzle Parties" very rarely because when they do it, they focus all their attention on the thrill they get out of the activity and therefore, open themselves up to numerous underwater dangers. Having Stuart and Kendall join in on the activity, gave the group a feeling of added security, even though they could not physically offer any.

For Stuart, this was truly one of the most peculiar, yet satisfying sexual experiences he had ever tried. Most of the erotic movement that transpired between him and Kendall, all happened without any coaxing or additional manipulations from either of them. Since the smooth and intoxicating reactions occurred without having to touch each other in any way, they both immediately fell into a trance-like state of arousal that had them both losing all track of time and space.

Stuart got extremely aroused when he was able to telepathically listen in on some of the dolphins that were commenting back and forth with each other. They were saying things like –

"How well-endowed these creatures were for being human,"

(They were also thinking to themselves) -

"How big their `Wuzzle Parts' were,"

(and) –

"How well their `Wuzzle Parts' danced and wiggled together."

(Some even thought) –

"How well these two humans could Wuzzle, for not being dolphins!"

(They also commented)

"How strange it was for these humans, not to be able to retract their `Wuzzle' parts into their bodies the way they all could, always having them sticking out of their bodies and looking forever like they were looking for sex and forever aroused."

The general agreement amongst the group was that they didn't believe that humans had the capacity to enjoy or even understand the art of `Wuzzling' and that they could even perform the act at all!

Before Stuart and Kendall knew it, they were emerging out of the water, only to find themselves instinctually diving back down to the depths of their newly found sexual playground, compelled to swim to the surface again for the express reason of performing the ritual all over again.

They were like a couple of kids caught up in the excitement of a new and wicked rollercoaster ride, following their dolphin teachers around and back to the beginning to keep the ride going until they both could orgasm a maximum number of times.

The two boys both started laughing and erotically groaning as they realized how much fun they were having, allowing their lust and desires to guide them with wild abandon. After going a couple of more rounds, they both got tired and slowed down until they came to a complete stop, having shot and spent an abundant amount for sperm driven orgasms. Their playful dolphin counterparts slowly dispersed until Stuart and Kendall were once again by themselves.

"My goodness, that was fun!" Kendall exclaimed. "I think I came four times. What about you?"

"Me?" Stuart said. "five times at least! I happen to know for a fact that most of the dolphins shoot their cum and orgasm the same way we do. If I were a dolphin, I'd want to do this all the time."

"Hell yeah!" Kendall agreed. "And by the way, how is it that you know these things for sure? Were you reading the dolphin's minds? Can you read my mind? If you could, you'd know that I would like to go around and do it a few more times!"

"Let's go then!" Stuart said.

With that, they both dove down again and started their way back up.

Stuart and Kendall looked deep into each other's eyes as their dicks came into contact with each other. They really focused in on their rising orgasms this time. They noted how their passion rose with the onslaught of emerging ejaculatory juices while they swam to the surface of the water. Then they both exploded, ejecting multiple clouds of stringy sperm ropes into the water currents, sending waves upon waves of orgasmic displacement.

"Yeah, that was pretty good," Stuart observed. "But I think it's a lot better and much more fun with the dolphins swimming along with us, having the same multiple orgasms as us. They were all so incredibly hot, weren't they?"

"Yeah, I agree!" Kendall concurred. "They've got it going on, all right. I'm going to go document this in my lab reports while it's still fresh in my mind. I'll see you later, okay?" Kendall said and turned away, reluctantly leaving Stuart behind.

"Man, I'm still horny," Stuart thought to himself as the seascape slowly melded into another new setting, leaving the scene behind where he learned firsthand about what "Wuzzle Parties" were, and learning about the secret lives of dolphins.

Suddenly, an unexpected voice came from behind Stuart, startling him to the quick, making him turn around to see who it was who had nabbed his attention. It was Tim Yardley, his friend from school that happened to live just a few houses away on the same block.

Stuart had found himself back where his incredible `Orgone' dream vision had started that night. He was at his next-door neighbor's house, the home of the doctor, his mentor and friend, looking down from the top of the stairs, into the doctor's basement lab where all the `Orgone' magic has been taking place since he and the doctor first met.

"Are you going to go down there again?" Tim asked.

"What do you mean, again?" Stuart asked, pretending not to know what Tim was taking about, while, scores of diabolically nasty and dirty little thoughts raced through his head. Thoughts that he knew couldn't be divulged.

"When I'm riding my bike around the block, I've seen you go down there, like all the time." Tim said. "Are you doing... sex stuff down there... or something?

A momentary look of surprise and panic crossed Stuart's face as he wondered how Tim could possibly know about his secret life of the doctor's `Orgone' research being confidentially conducted below.

"What makes you think that?" Stuart innocently asked with the straightest demeanor he could possibly muster.

"Every time I see you come out of there, you're grinning like my older brother does right after he has sex with his girlfriend." Tim confessed. "I can see it in your face. It must be really good for you to be grinning that hard all the time. Who are you doing it with? What's her name? Come on, you can tell me. I won't tell a soul. It will be just between you and me!"

"You got it all wrong! I just help the doctor with his experiments and research. It's all scientific, you know!" Stuart said, whitewashing his answer.

"Yeah, just as I thought. Sex!" Tim boldly asserted. "Is the deed going on between you and the mad scientist Stuart? Well, that's pretty kinky, dude!"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Stuart said, trying to lead Tim away from the line of questioning he was set on guessing at.

Stuart wanted to tell Tim the truth, the whole truth. He wanted to show him the doctor's `Orgone' machine and even give him a ride in the old `Orgone' chair. With his school mate, Tim just having turned fifteen, the very thought of Stuart giving him an `Orgone' orgasm experience with himself at the controls, guiding Tim to an earth-shattering climax was simply too yummy of an idea and was proving to be an overwhelming proposition. But there was way too much dependent on Stuart's silence and dependability. Stuart wasn't about to do anything that would jeopardize his position with the doctor or the doctor's `Orgone' developments. Still, the idea filled him with erotic desire.

Then, Stuart began to think that he could tell Tim just a couple of small facts without letting him know too much.

"Can you keep a secret?" Stuart said, thinking about what he could tell Tim without giving any `top secrets' away.

"Sure!" Tim said, as his eyes lit up in anticipation. He was absolutely sure that something wild and sensual was going on down there and his thinking was, he desperately wanted to be a part of it.

While Tim held his breath, waiting to find out the bombshell that Stuart was about to reveal, he felt the blood in his penis begin to make his member swell up between his legs, visibly pushing the limits of his clothing.

Then, Stuart cautiously began.

"As part of the research that I do for the doctor, I came across a very curious phenomenon. One of the natural behaviors of dolphins in the wild is that the males of the group gather together and practice what they call, the art of Wuzzling," Stuart began, enlightening Tim, recounting his own personal encounter with his dolphin friends.

"Then, they break off into groups of twos and threes," Stuart continued. "They dive down to the depths of the ocean and nuzzle their bottle noses together as they Wuzzle their way to the surface. The fun starts when they extend their dolphin dicks out as far as possible and allow them to intermingle between their bodies, bringing about heavenly `Wuzzle' orgasms.

"Wow! That's hot." Tim said, licking his lips. He tried to inconspicuously straighten his boner that was making his hardening cock get caught bending to one side. "Is it true or did you just make that all up?"

Stuart dearly wished he could tell Tim how he knew for a fact that it was true and how he witnessed it for himself. He also couldn't tell Tim how he and Kendal joined in on the fun with their marine brothers of the sea. If the tables were turned, he knew that he would find it too farfetched to believe, and so, Stuart couched his answer in a joke.

"That's top secret, you dick weed. I could tell you, but then, I'd have to kill you!" Stuart said with a smirk.

"So, you made that shit all up then, right? Some friend you are!" Tim frowned as he turned his bicycle around and peddled away, not looking back to show his disappointment.

Stuart felt bad that he had to deny his friend any revealing information that could put the miracle of `Orgone' into jeopardy. He wanted to be able to show Tim how he came to know the things he knew.

Tim's reaction to Stuart's reluctance solved the problem though and prevented any more potential and awkward questions from arising. For now, Stuart had to maintain his elusiveness if he were to continue his all-important `Orgone' relationship with the doctor.

Then, Stuart heard another voice that once again broke his concentration.

"Stuart, wake up honey. I think you overslept."

It was the voice of his mother as she stood over Stuart's bed.

Fortunately, Stuart was covered since he was quite naked under the sheets. Even though he was covered, there was still a problem.

"Hey son, I think you wet your bed," his mother claimed. "Are you feeling all right? You haven't wet your bed since you were potty training. What happened?"

Stuart looked across his bed and sure enough, there was a rather large wet spot over his crotch. It was such a common thing anymore that he wasn't a bit surprised about it. Even so, with his mom in the room looking straight at it, he felt an overwhelming rush of guilt and embarrassment. He knew he needed to think of a plausible excuse right away. After all, it was not a urine spot as his mother had surmised but was instead, several wet dream emissions that had culminated into a wide spread circumference of ejaculations looking indeed like Stuart had wet his bed. No matter what, Stuart was embarrassed at the idea that his mother should think that he had wet his bed and was even more appalled to think she might find out what it really was. To add to Stuart's embarrassment, his cock was still hard and tenting his bed sheets up, revealing the outline of his dick for his mother to see.

"Let me have those sheets," his mother ordered. "I'll dump them into the washer right away before they become really ripe!"

"Oh no, mom," Stuart retorted. "I'll do it as soon as I get up. I promise. Let me get myself together first, okay?"

"Okay, sweetie," his mom relented, understanding her son's need for his privacy. "Get yourself up now. It's getting late. Let's go!"

Stuart dodged another bullet with his quick but lame excuse. He didn't need to have his mother finding him stark naked under the thin and almost nonexistence barrier between him and the truth, and he worried that his mother would put two and two together. He really needed to prevent his mother from figuring out what's been going on in his carefully guarded life and his ongoing love affair with `Orgone' and his energetic role in the advancement the doctor's experiments. He could almost hear the endless line of questioning in his head that the whole incident would unravel into.

To avoid being noticed, he raised his knees ever so slowly to raise the sheets from resting on top of his now twitching penis. As his mother busily left the room, Stuart cautiously got out of bed and collected his soiled bed sheets and slipped then downstairs into the running machine unnoticed and then went back upstairs to take his shower. During his shower, he couldn't keep himself from thinking that he had better start being more careful about things in fear that he just might cross the line and have someone uncover his business.

His experience with his neighbor and friend Timothy's probing inquiries set his mind running out of control. Even though that situation was only part of an `Orgone' induced dream, Stuart realized it could easily happen in the real world, and all too easily at that.

When Stuart came downstairs to join his parents for breakfast, his dad started things off with a dreaded, ominous sounding statement, "Young man, your mother and I want to talk to you!"

Stuart sat down at the dining room table, filled with worry and panic about what his mom and dad had to say. It seemed that his dad was the one whose voice carried the bulk of threat in it.

"First of all, Stuart, what are your plans for today?" His father started off.

"Well, I was going to assist the doctor with an important experiment we had planned on doing today." Stuart said calmly.

"Your mother and I think you've been spending way too much time over there, son. What have the two of you been doing all this time?" His dad asked with straight forward conviction.

"What your father's asking you is, has the doctor ever asked you to do anything inappropriate? Has he abused you or molested you in any way when you go over there, spending the entire day with him?"

"Has he ever touched you or fondled you, or forced you to do anything that might be considered questionable?"

Stuart sat there for a moment in shock. He couldn't believe they would ask these questions. Stuart realized his parents didn't know their neighbor like he did, so he was going to have to assure them of the virtues of the doctor without revealing what they did on a typical day.

"Dad, don't worry, the doctor is an honest, and honorable man. He would never do any of those things you were just asking me about, nor would he ever! What we do is strictly scientific and that's all there is to it." Stuart attested.

"Well, your father and I think you spend entirely too much time over there and we hardly ever see you anymore. I would feel much more comfortable with you being home here where we know what's happening in your life," his mother added. "You are still a minor and we are responsible for you. The only way we can be sure your all right is to have you here with us until you're old enough to make your own decisions. You're going to have to cut way back on your visits there and be home more where your father and I can keep an eye on you."

"No!" Stuart protested. "You can't do that to me. The doctor needs me. We're at a critical juncture with his research and he relies on me to help him with that."

"That's very nice, but he'll just have to find someone else to help him now. I've seen some older guy going over there lately. Maybe he could take your place. You've done enough to help him out up to now. How about spending some time with your family? I can use some help around here too you know," his mother demanded.

Stuart realized that even though things had quickly escalated out of control, he'd better not push his luck. Things could get out of hand and his mom and dad could easily forbid him to even go over to the doctor's lab in the near future. He figured he'd better go along with whatever his mom had in mind for him to do around the house and not complain. Then maybe he could slip over to the lab when it's essential to be there. He will have to play his hand very carefully. The thought of Kendall taking his place with the doctor's lab experiments in his absence was too much for him to deal with right then and he needed some time alone to work things out.

"Okay, you guys, you're right. I'll help out around here as long as I could still go over and help the doctor out when I'm needed, okay?"

His mom and dad looked at each other and silently agreed between the two of them.

"You can start by getting all your dirty clothes into the washer and get your room cleaned and organized," his mom began. "That would be a good place to start."

Stuart forced a smile and excused himself to begin his newly appointed task. He was very relieved that things went as smoothly as they did.

Stuart went straight to his room and got down to work and began his task in earnest. He began to gather his soiled clothes into individual piles separating them according to whites and colors as he had watched his mother do so many times on laundry day.

Stuart began to daydream about his recent experiences with team Croix as the tedious and mindless chore he was engaged in had his mind wondering off in all directions.

Then he tested each garment by giving them a quick sniff to be sure they were in fact candidates for the washing machine. As he went, he noticed that all his clothes had that lingering presence of Orgone impregnated in them. They all seemed to contain that familiar embodiment of saturated Orgone infused in the very core of the material that Stuart had become acutely sensitized to from his prolonged exposures from the doctor's many experiments.

It was doubtful that his mother or any other person for that matter could detect or even recognize what it was. It was also doubtful that anyone coming into contact with it would be affected by, even on the smallest sense. But Stuart, on the other hand, with his repeated exposure to it from countless sessions using high concentrations of Orgone, made him extremely vulnerable to even the smallest presence of it.

Somehow, Stuart was compelled to gather all the clothes he was separating back into a wad. He then held them up to his nose and then deeply inhaled what he thought was his own aroma into his lungs with one slow and satisfying draw. As the accumulation of Orgone lingered in his lungs, he held it in and let it inundate his senses. In a matter of seconds, it overtook Stuart's thoughts and feelings and made his body tingle as if he had just undergone a full scale Orgone treatment in the doctor's lab. He felt his chest relax as the Orgone laced breath exited his lungs and left his body.

Because he was in his own bedroom, Stuart felt relaxed and safe and slipped into an Orgone created journey right there in the middle of the floor. It didn't take much to trigger an Orgone cascade in his cells since his body was still saturated with the Orgone blast that he had soaked up from the break-in at the doctor's lab the previous night. As his eyes opened and focused on his personal surroundings, the first place his eyes were drawn to was his award shelf that his dad had built for him for the express purpose of displaying his `1st' place plaques and other high-ranking accolades. As they caught his attention, hid eyes defocused and sent him back to the end of his last school year when he won those awards in the California state science fair finals. That's when he met and subsequently became the doctor's primary lab assistant, making him the world's first long term Orgone recipient to make sex expeditions on a daily basis. He felt his eyes close as he drifted down into an Orgone slumber.

The next thing Stuart knew, he was in the doctor's lab, back when he was by himself and left to his own devices to play with the doctor's machine without supervision. It was almost as if Stuart was having an out-of-body experience as he saw himself across the room, sitting in the Orgone chair with the doctor's machine purring away and un-manned. His heart skipped a beat once he realized where he was and what time period it was. It was at a time before the doctor had made many of his improvements and advancements, a time when he himself was largely unaware of the Croixgonator's wild potential. There was only one Orgone chair in the room and the Orgone arena was still outfitted with its original Orgone emitters. In this vision-quest, Stuart was only an observer. Under normal circumstances, what he did next would not have even occurred to him to try. A tremendously warm and provocative sensation overcame his senses. He didn't know where the idea came from to try it, but he walked over to where he saw himself sitting and literally climbed into his own body where he became one with himself.

Stuart instantly felt his blood pressure rise and his cock suddenly grow into a super-hard boner. He never felt this way before. His head was spinning and he felt super-charged like something was coming that was explosive. He was awkwardly aware of his other self. He felt a strange duality in his mind that defied description. As strange as it was however, it was an agreeable awareness. His original other self was asleep in the chair. He sensed he was ravenously horny despite being asleep. It caused his visiting self to abruptly come alive with audacious desire. The host body he was sharing was slumbering, quiet, relaxed and limp. Even so, he was influencing his other self by increasing his libido, causing him to reach down to himself and masturbate his two cocks together. An overwhelming sensation caused his member to grow and enlarge in his hand. Since his waking self was not completely sure what was going on, the feeling was much too intense to stop now. He felt the equivalent of two orgasms swell up inside him. Stuart was afraid his orgasm may escalate out of control and his dual climax might cause him to pass-out. Stuart started to feel his climax begin to surpass the normal threshold of a typical orgasm. In light of his self prediction, he continued stroking himself anyway, allowing his climax to bubble over despite the warning signs. Stuart imagined going into a possible coma by continuing, and against his own better judgment, he forged ahead. He felt himself begin to lose consciousness as his climax strained at the outer-limits of his ability to endure it.

"Stuart," his mother shouted out from downstairs, startling him awake. "I don't hear the washing machine going young man. Let's get things started!"

Stuart opened his eyes in the real world and immediately shot his huge cum load directly into the armload of his soiled clothes he was holding on to. Stuart, being rudely awakened just seconds before the pinnacle of his anticipated explosive full body climax occurred, angered him. Stuart figured that an orgasm having that much potential only comes once in a lifetime. Stuart realized that an opportunity to experience such a climax may never come again. Disappointed, Stuart got up from the middle of his room and dropped his Orgone soaked clothes onto the floor and disrobed, adding his newly soiled clothes he was currently wearing to the pile. He gathered them back up into his naked arms and sneaked downstairs to begrudgingly finish his chore undetected.

The End of Chapter #8

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