Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2010 10:53:44 -0400
From: James Miller <jdmiller.42@gmail.com>
Subject: The Male Enhancement Center, Part 2

"UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Andy exclaimed, and slumped back in
his chair. His penis had ejaculated the last of his semen, and, after one
last dry orgasm, the equipment shut off and he felt his entire body relax
in a heap. He looked to his left, where Ryan had stopped cumming several
minutes earlier. Tom, the technician, was carefully removing the cylinder
full of semen from his groin. He sealed up the container and gave Ryan's
balls a brief rub in their super-tight scrotum. Ryan whimpered as a last
spurt of murky jizz flowed out of his cock.

Tom moved over to Andy, and gently pulled the stimulation rod from his
urethra. He dumped the contents of the collection sleeve on its end into a
collection vial, and then delicately moved his foreskin back over the head
of his penis as he patted his crotch dry. Andy's eyes rolled back in his
head, as a stream of post-orgasmic drizzle flowed out of his foreskin, over
his balls. Tom tousled Andy's hair, and then moved over to Dan.

"Alright, my boy, time for the end-game." Whereas Ryan and Andy's first
treatments were designed to coax a series of rapid-fire orgasms from their
genitals, Dan's initial procedure was very different. His penis had been
treated with a process that caused a perpetual near-orgasm for the last
hour, but did not allow him to ejaculate. A set of electrostatic
stimulators placed on his genitals and behind his testicles created a
series of muscular fluctuations and pulses. Unlike his friends, no
receptacle had been placed on his dick. The result of all this was that Dan
was flopping in his chair and pulling against the restraints, in the worst
sexual flush of his life.

"HUUUUUR! UHNF! AAAAAAAH!" He cried, as his penis shot a stream of pre-cum
up past his stomach, where it landed on his sweat-soaked shirt. He was
clearly overheated, and his entire crotch was soaked in foamy,
runny-pre-cum. His penis just throbbed and throbbed as his sexual heat
continued. His testicles remained loose in their sack, bouncing up and down
with each spasm of lustful, drug-induced agony.

"Easy my boy, easy," Tom said soothingly. First, he cut Dan out of his
shirt, revealing his thickly-furred chest and belly. His penis continued to
burp out pre-cum as Tom attached two more stimulation discs to his
nipples. He then reached into a pouch on his belt and pulled out a
wide-mouthed collection vial, and wrapped his hand around Dan's
penis. Dan's eyes went wild as he thought about finally, finally cumming.

"Here we go, Dan. Time to release." Tom began rapidly jerking him off once
more, as he tapped the stimulation disc right above his penis three
times. A high-pitch whine hit the air, and Dan's scrotum retracted
suddenly, almost disappearing against the underside of his hairy shaft.



"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURGH!" He let out a deep-voiced moan as his
urethra swelled to an impossible volume, and semen rocketed forth. It was
the whitest, thickest semen Tom had ever seen, and Tom tipped the
collection vial's wide mouth to collect all of it. It just kept pouring out
of the young man's cock, as Tom jerked him off with a super-tight, fast
rhythm of strokes. Finally, it was over, and the orgasm was complete. Dan
had released the same volume of semen as Andy had--the difference, of
course, being that Andy's had accumulated over nine orgasms, and Dan's
fluids were released all in one climax. Ryan put them both to shame, with a
total of over 100 ccs of milky-clear semen produced.

"Attaboy," Tom cooed, as he wrapped a cool towel around Dan's overheated
organ, and gave each testicle a thorough examination along the spermatic
cords. He noticed no damage as the boy continued to pant. He looked over at
Andy and Ryan and noticed that both of them had finally gone soft, with
huge pools of post-ejaculate collecting on their crotches. Both of them had
fallen into a deep sleep, and as Tom removed the last of the sensors from
Dan, he watched as the boy's head slumped forward into unconsciousness. He
noticed, with a chuckle, that Dan's hairy penis remained erect, and
continued to trickle pulses of shiny clear fluid. This one was going to
love what was coming up.

Tom looked up to the stage, where a series of doctors were observing
Dr. Mullen's genitals. The demonstration session was an important part of
orientation, Tom knew, but it took a lot out of the 28-year-old
physician. Dr. Mullen was passed out, as Dr. Welch removed a very full
condom sheath from his penis and deactivated the stimulation ring. One of
the foundations began a gentle massage of Dr. Mullen's penis and testicles,
and Dr. Welch inserted a syringe full of relaxants into his anus to relieve
his overworked prostate. Dr. Mullen's chest and pubes were matted down with
a mixture of sweat and pre-cum--his dark, copious body hair looked even
thicker when covered in the fluid. His chest rose and fell with his
slumbering breathing, and Tom remembered, fondly, Dr. Mullen's work as a
technician on him five years ago, when Tom himself was a 17-year old
selected teen at the center.

Dr. Welch wiped his hands off and looked over the room of 48 boys, each
bound to their chairs, each having just released the full contents of their
reproductive systems and in various states of unconsciousness. He hit a
button on his remote and the restraints folded back into the
chairs. "Alright, technicians," he announced. "Time for a quick emptying
before we reset."

Due to the stimulants pumped into the air throughout the facility, the
accumulation of sexual release in the room took its toll on every man
there, regardless of age. A series of panels slid aside on each of the
hall's walls, revealing several openings. Tom smiled as he walked toward
one of these "glory holes," and opened his fly. He looked to his left and
Edward, another technician, and Teddy, one of the physicians, had done the
same. Teddy, a redhead, was flushed all over, and clearly needed a
release. Edward's pale face and dark beard always looked perfectly calm and
collected, and Tom remembered that, even seeing him ejaculate as a boy,
he'd never seen him really grunt or thrash while dropping a load. All three
of them pulled out their penises and removed the full condom sheaths
inside, which collected the inevitable spontaneous ejaculations that came
with being in a room during these procedures. Each carefully dumped the
contents into a separate vial on their belts, before retracting their
foreskins and inserting their softened penises into the holes on the
wall. Dr. Welch, his team of physicians, and each of the 16 technicians
were each now attached to a space on the wall by their genitals. Dr. Welch
inserted his thick penis into the wall and shouted to the room.

"Full release in three, two, one--"--and with that, he hit a button on
the remote. A small electrode quickly slipped behind each man's scrotum and
sent a zap of current through his crotch. "UHNF," shouted Tom, as a watery
load poured out of his penis into the equipment in the hole. He saw Teddy's
legs buckle and watched the shaft of his penis, covered in red-brown pubes,
surge with fluids as they emptied into the receptacle. Tom reached out a
hand and put it on his ejaculating buddy's shoulder, steadying both of
them. Edward's penis jutted out from his curly dark body hair, and was
clearly swollen with the onset of his cum, but he looked as calm and placid
as if he was just taking a piss.  A moment later, every man had come--it
was part of the procedures of the first day that no man left the hall with
a "fully loaded gun." One by one, each professional removed himself from
his hole, zipped up his pants, and began organizing the samples collected
from themselves and the boys. Once this was done, each boy was carefully
transported by gurney back to their rooms, and a nocturnal receptacle cuff
was attached to their genitals. This consisted of a sheath, series of
electrodes, and a clamp underneath the glans, which would generate a
high-pressure sample of semen at the onset of REM sleep, after each boy had
had a little time to recover. Tom set up Ryan and Andy first, and then
brought Dan back to his room, where he carefully brushed aside his body
hair and made sure to connect the equipment properly. As he was leaving the
room, he heard a "MMMMF" from behind him, and turned to watch the sleeping
boy's first wet dream in the facility, as a splash of semen flowed into the
nocturnal receptacle. His furry belly heaved up and down as his penis
thrashed within the tight equipment on his crotch. Tom was
stunned--usually, after a full draining, a natural orgasm was impossible
for days, but this kid had just had an unassisted wet dream, less than five
hours after a complete release. His reproductive material was going to bear
watching, he thought to himself, as he closed the door behind him and
headed to the lab to analyze the results of the boys' emissions.