Date: Sun, 18 Jun 2006 17:03:13 -0500 From: mt nuda <mtnuda@hotmail.com> Subject: The Exam chapter 17 Chapter seventeen Monday July 29 That night over supper Billy mentioned that he had to go back to the doctor's office for a short time. When his dad heard that he almost dropped his folk, "Tonight? Are you sure? What time?" "Like in twenty minutes or so" Billy looked at the wall clock "but I can't be there all night. I wanna call Hank and Jeff for a movie we're supposed to see." "I don't know Billy maybe you could - " "What's the matter hon?" Kath started to bring some pie to the table "shouldn't Billy go in?" "No it's fine I'm sure" but he was convincing no one. "Thanks mom I gotta run" Billy tucked a piece of pie into a baggie and tossed it into his backpack. "Billy you can't do that! It will be smashed when you - " "I'll be fine see ya!" and he was out the door. As soon as he was gone, Kath started, "are you sure about this job? He's been spending a lot of time there. I don't want him bringing home some diseases or - " "Don't worry about him, he'll be fine Kat really" but as soon as he saw she was calming down he was out of the kitchen and on the phone in a flash, "Doc Reynolds office" the receptionist sounded out of breath. "I gotta talk to him, Joe Herms." "Yes, are you cancelling for six?" "I gotta talk to him!" "One moment..." and she put him on hold. He was subjected to a string version of "Smells like Teen Spirit". Damn, he thought, now what does he want from me? And bringing Billy in too? I only agreed to come in on Saturday because- "Doc Reynolds, is that you Joe?" "What the hell doc! You got Billy coming in tonight?" "Only for a short time. He will not be here for your check up - " "Look doc I can't be doin any more of this stuff. You promised after last week..." "We did not know how Saturday would turn out. It was a bit of a shock for all of us." "Those first two sessions last week and then Saturday. I only agreed about tonight because - " "We do not need to discuss it on the phone. When you come in we'll clear it up." "What about Billy?" "He won't see you, he will be gone by then. Come in at six-thirty to be sure." "You can count on it" and he hung up. Damn, the last thing he needed now was for Billy to start asking questions about his involvement in all of this. He had more than a hunch Billy was getting into some "extracurricular activities" at the doc's but he always assumed they were keeping him out of the main situations But after Saturday he was not sure. There was going to be a long talk tonight, they can count on it. Billy got to the doc's office in record time. He walked in just as the receptionist was walking through the door. "So glad you here. I'm late leaving. The phone is transferred to the answering service already." "Thanks. So who's the patient tonight?" "The docs have the schedule book, ask them. But I have to run" and she was already half-way down the stairs. Billy went in and looked around hoping to figure out what was in store. After Saturday he did not want to show his face in this place again. He half supposed at any moment either the cops or the press would storm in here and he'd be as good as dead. Either way he did not want to be sitting here when it all hit the fan. His dad had to have some clue now that this job was not on the up-and-up, but after Saturday Billy had a better idea where his dad was coming from. Geez, Mister Outdoorsman himself! And he got his rocks off with guys! What a shock, and yet not. Billy always saw him as almost asexual, but that didn't keep him from his fantasies. And his fantasies were only the half of it! What a summer this was turning out to be! Once the merry-go-round stop spinning he promised himself he'd sit down and figure out when he walked out of his boring life and fell headfirst - or dick-first! - into this twilite zone! Right now his hunch was that time he went down on Kroos... He barely had the image out of his head, and was settling down behind the desk when the door opened. It was Joel! "Merklins you're back!" Billy was not expecting him, to say the least. "Shit Herms you live here now?" "Fuck no I haven't been here since - " "Since Thursday? I thought you were gonna call me Saturday, crapper!" "Couldn't minnow" but Billy could see Joel was just jerking him "had to come in here Saturday! Talk about a ruined day" Billy bit his lip to keep from laughing out loud. Man that's the last thing it was! If you only knew! "That's royally blows!" Joel looked around "where's everyone?" "I'm hoping the docs are in back, y'wanna see them?" "I was hopin we should be doin some talkin first..." he lowered his voice "about last Thursday..." "What about it?" "Well..." Joel looked at him, knowing he could take him if Billy went ballistic on him "you probably see a lotta... y'know... weird shit around here right?" "Weird ain't half of it" Billy had to take the gamble. He needed an ally in case the guys on the team turned on him. Especially if Moose came after him. It was not a war he wanted to start, but if it got ugly, well... "but if you mean did I see what happened Thursday - " "Did you? see? ww-w-what happened? before you came back in the room?" "I was out front" Billy lied, but then changed his mind "well shit, okay, I saw the beginning, when you got the first IV bottle, and... well... y'know how you reacted." "How?" "You can't tell the docs! I'm trusting you now Merklins, I mean it!" "What did you see?" Joel was more anxious than pissed. Billy had to play the hunch. "Okay I saw ya butt ass naked, hard as a rock okay?" "What???!?!" "That mirror along the wall, it's ain't no mirror Joel, shit it's like a window into the other exam room - " "You were watching?" "For a while, to make sure things were cool - " "You were WATCHING? How much did you see?" "It's cool Joel" Billy looked at the clock "it's not like you and Kroos were screwing or something!" "What?!?!" "Besides if ya did..." Billy looked at him hard "I'm cool with that, okay?" "Herms! what did YOU SEE!?!?" "Look Joel, all the stuff I see here, I shut up about it okay? I am in NO fuckin position to be getting anyone exposed okay? If anything went down, I'd be the first one to get creamed you got it? You getting the picture now?" "Shit Herms..." and before he could finish, the door opened and a man neither of them recognized came in. "Good evening" he looked at them with a very curious expression, "I'm here to see the doctor." Billy heard that weird accent before. One of the bidders from Saturday? He looked the guy up and down. Maybe forty, dark hair, balding, a rugged almost weathered face, in fairly good shape. Lean and fit. Billy shook his hand, feeling his grip strong and a bit intimidating. "Sorry the schedule book is not here - " "You work here?" he looked at the two young guys. "I do" Billy gave Joel a look "Billy Herms. You are?" "The name is Jones. Jack Jones" and looked at Joel "and you?" "Joel" he shook his hand, this time the two grips were well-matched. The guy whistled. "Quite a strong grip you have. Any sports?" "Football." "Football?" Mister "Jones" looked at him "aren't you rather large for football?" "Large? Hell no" Joel flexed his arms almost by reflex "but I'm getting there." "Ah yes" his eyes were not leaving Joel "American football I forget." "What other kind is there?" "Soccer" Billy broke in "what we call soccer. Are you European?" Billy had a hunch what was coming. "Yes. I was born in... Italy." Italian my ass! Billy thought. He was about to say something when the inner door opened and Kroos came out. "Ah Mister..." "Jones." "Yes Mister Jones glad you could make it. And Joel, Billy, everyone is here" Kroos looked around shaking hands with the "Jones" guy and patting the two on the back, "Billy could you take Joel in back and help him get the exam room ready? I am hoping Joel will think about helping us out here as well from time to time." "What?" from both of them. "We do not want to keep our patient waiting. His time is very valuable" and shooed them into the back. Billy grabbed Joel and yanked him through the door. He wanted to drag him to the second exam room to show him what the whole situation was, but Kroos was all but two steps behind them. "Billy I will need for you to show Joel how to set up and then you may go." "But you said you - " "Yes we needed you to fill in since our receptionist could not stay until our patients' - I mean patient's arrival. And I hoped you could show Joel some of the basics we have taught you. There are notes in here" as the three went into the main room "so what you do not cover, Joel will have a chance to review. The same as when you started remember?" "Yeah I remember" Billy looked around. Yeah I remember how this room looked on Saturday! he thought. There was no way of guessing what had just happened here not three days ago! Billy glanced around, almost expecting to see cum stains on the floor! but except for a few scratches and dents it looked disarmingly normal. "Now if you will excuse me" and Kroos turned back to the door "Billy you can take it from here. Five minutes gentlemen?" and he was gone. "Damn what's gotten you so spooked?" Joel could see Billy looking around nervously. "Joel let me show you the procedures" he grabbed his arm and yanked him over to the counter where the notes were. At first he had little luck, trying to move the big football player, but after a desparate look Joel got the idea. Joel looked at the mirror and said, "Shit is that the - " "Joel!" Billy practically screamed "we only have five minutes!" and directed his attention to what he was writing on the paper: Don't say anything the room is bugged! "What?" "We need to get started okay?" and Billy showed Joel the list and started getting things ready. After only a few seconds it seemed, Kroos stuck his head in the door, "Everything all right?" "Yeah fine doc" Joel looked at Billy almost winking "why?" "Well Billy if you have gotten Joel squared away, you can leave. Oh, and Billy?" Kroos was already steering him towards the door "if you do not mind, so you do not disturb the other doctor and Mister Jones, if you could use the back stairs?" "Why?" "Thanks" and Kroos went down the hall and out to the reception area. Billy stuck his head in the door, "you okay?" seeing Joel going down the checklist, starting on the second table "second cabinet, sheets and paper covers. Same with the gowns and stuff" and then mouthed: phone me, and went out the door. Billy got the idea they wanted him outa there. Now. His first instinct was to head for the second room and hide, seeing what the hell was going down! But he knew Kroos would have his ass if he was caught. So he was heading for the back door when Kroos called out, "Billy?" "Yeah?" "You forgot these" and Kroos caught up with him and handed him his backpack. "Thanks" Billy looked around "'what's going on?" "Well Billy" Kroos put his arm around his shoulders "we know that all of this has been difficult for you..." "Not really." "So we are going to give Joel a opportunity to see if he is interested in... this. You can think about it and call us in a few days, okay?" "You're showin me the door right?" "I do not understand." "You're trying to get rid of me, after what I did Saturday, right? You don't want the little cocksucker around here - " "Stop!" Kroos almost slammed him against the wall "do not ever say that! Do not even THINK that! You know how much we would like to have you around here" Kroos ran his hand down Billy's cheek to his chest "how much I would like to have you around here... but - well I cannot talk now. Think about all of this and call us when you have thought about it alright?" "Okay..." Billy broke away, looking down at himself, the front of his pants starting to swell. He caught Kroos looking as well and blushed. When Kroos grabbed his crotch he almost swallowed his tongue. "And we will discuss THIS as well" and gave it a good rub, then almost pushed him out the exit. Billy took a look over his shoulder and started down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible, not knowing why. Joel was on the fourth task on the list when the door opened. Kroos came into the room, then doc Reynolds with the "Jones" guy. "Well Joel how are you doing?" the doc looked around the room. "Almost finished" Joel was hustling now, trying to impress them, especially the "Jones" guy for no reason he could explain. "Well you are doing fine I am sure" Kroos said "now come with me a moment" Kroos directed him out the door "I wanted a word with you in private." "Am I in trouble? What did Billy say?" Joel was always aware of the difference in size between them. Kroos just dominated the environment and Joel hated to admit what a strong effect the big hairy dude had on him. "You are not in any kind of trouble, why do you think that?" Kroos' arm was around his shoulder, the heat radiating off him. He saw the blushing spread over Joel's face. Good, he thought, this will help. "I don't know... I mean I thought you might still be pissed at me about... y'know, the other day - " "Are you embarrassed about what happened?" "Well yeah, wouldn't you be?" "No" Kroos tightened the embrace as they headed towards the second exam room "but my concern is if all of this is not something you want to be doing" Kroos led him into the room and waited for the reaction. As he expected Joel let out a gasp! "What is all this?" Joel looked around the room, then through the window into the main room "you watch in there? You mean like when - shit like when I was in there?!!?!?!" "Well you remember I was with you" and Kroos took Joel's hand and placed it on his chest! Joel yanked his hand back like he'd burned it! "when we were... well let us say we were both very... distracted remember?" "So what?" Joel looked around, seeing no other exit "is this where you pound the shit outa me?" and he was backing away, fists at the ready. Kroos looked at him, very worried "you do not understand. Or else you will not let yourself understand. But after tonight you will have a better... understanding. No Joel" seeing his reaction "I did not bring you here to retaliate, so please put your fists down. You must realize your... sexual tendencies - no do not interrupt - your sexual attractions are not something we condemn. In fact, you must realize, well you saw my reaction to your exam. Why do you think I removed my clothing for you?" "Shit, okay..." "Now, listen carefully. You are here tonight to see us for a follow-up, because don't forget you were rather sick last week. And don't worry all your tests came back okay. But now tonight we will finish your check-up - " "Then why is HE there?" Joel almost threw his fist through the window. The two in the main room were talking and going over some forms, nothing more. "And in addition to your exam you will be asked to do some 'additional' procedures - " "What d'ya mean 'additional procedures'?" "And if you agree and follow our directions your wages will be quite significant, oh let us say something in the range of a down payment on a car - " "What you mean like two - " "or three thousand - " "THOUSAND!?! Did you say thousand? I was thinking maybe two hundred - " "if you agree to follow our directions with the procedures with the patients - " Kroos put his arm around Joel's shoulder. "What patients? There's only that 'Jones' guy in there." "We expect there may be a second patient tonight and - " "So what is this then?" "Well Joel as you may surmise,some of these procedures will be... sexual in nature..." Kroos' arm was tightening, his hand coming to rest on Joel's shoulder. He could see his face starting to flush. "Sexual? Like what? I gotta have sex with someone?" Joel looked down at himself, knowing the heat radiating from Kroos was starting to get to him "who? you?" "No but..." Kroos took Joel's hand and put it on his crotch, no mistaking the gesture now "if you agree to this and follow our directions, in addition to a sum in the area we mentioned" pressing the hand against his genitals "I will put myself at your disposal for an evening." "Say what?" "You heard me. You and I will have an evening together, and you will be able to do anything you wish. Or more exactly" Joel feeling the lump thickening under his palm "I will do anything you wish me to do..." bringing them face to face until they were a few inches apart "anything." "You mean?" Joel thought that Kroos must be saying something other than what he was thinking, "you mean you would do..." "Anything you request, yes" Kroos stepped away and went to one of the cameras standing i the corner "do you agree?" "Fuck... man..." Joel stood there, his face red and burning up "wow... geez, whatdya want me to do? Cut off my arm?" "Help me wheel these into the other room" Kroos was getting several tapes from the cabinet "I trust you have decided?" Joel did not say anything. He was having too much difficulty just breathing, just taking in the whole situation. He came in to the office tonight thinking the docs would give him "the talk" and tell him to straighten up his act, maybe make him sign some release, write a couple of scripts, take some more measurements and that would be it. Okay maybe another exam, with an x-ray this time, but nothing like what had happened before, and no reference to what happened, or what happened with Billy. It would be the dirty silent secret and that would be it. They would all be on the same page, the end. But this! This was beyond Joel's wildest dreams! He knew he was way way out of his league, but the chance of this kind of money wow! And there was no way, NO WAY Kroos just said what Joel thought he heard! Kroos would, what did he say "put himself at his disposal"? He didn't mean... no way! But Joel wanted to see what this was leading to. And besides, he laughed to himself, if that Herms kid was involved in this, it couldn't be as kinky as his mind was making it out to be. He grabbed the second camera and wheeled it out the room. Kroos looked behind him and just nodded. Kroos and Joel wheeled the two cameras into the main exam room and set them up where Kroos directed. The doc and the "Jones" guy were finishing up the forms, putting them into one of the drawers Joel caught out of the corner of his eye. "Very good we can get started" the doc said, seeing Kroos hit the record buttons on the two cameras. "Joel we need to check you now to see how you are recovering" Kroos put his labcoat on, and wrapped a stethscope around his neck. "Sure doc" Joel looked at the other two. The "Jones" guy had found a stool in the corner and sat down, only loosening his tie, to Joel's relief. Whew, well I won't be having to deal with him it seems, he thought. The doc excused himself and stepped out of the room. "Joel could you remove your shirt please?" Kroos brought the stethescope to his ears. "Doc?" he nodded at the guy but then got it. Oh, we're starting! He looked at the cameras, trying to pretend they were not there. He pulled the shirt over his chest, feeling the air hit his naked sweaty back. He almost flexed his pecs for the cameras, not sure how he could pretend they were not there, now that he knew what he was there for. Kroos was the picture of professionalism, listening to his chest, then dropping the stethescope, "Very good. It sounds like you've been keeping yourself hydrated." "So I won't be needing the IV's tonight?" Joel suspected being tied to a bottle might either help or hinder the effect they were going for. His brain was racing overtime, trying to come up with whatever scenario they had planned. But that "Jones" guy looked almost bored. "We will see" Kroos said, surprising him. He went to the counter and brought back a bottle "please drink this." "What is it? A diuretic?" Kroos looked at him, trying to supress a reaction "yes... yes it is." "Wouldn't that be contraindicated with the pre-existing dehydration situation?" Joel was playing it broad. "That is what we hope to discover" Kroos was not letting him get the upper hand, but did give him a raised eyebrow. Joel unscrewed the cap and downed it. He made a face, "Man that's gross!" "The flavor is not the best unfortunately" Kroos took the empty bottle from him and put it in a separate box, and not the trash bin. That's a bit odd, Joel thought "now if you could remove your shoes and socks?" "Just shoes?" Joel kicked out his his running shoes, no socks underneath. He started unbuckling his pants, let's get this thing going, he thought "these too?" Kroos turned back to him, a blood pressure cuff in his hand "yes... yes very well." Joel made a point of looking at the "Jones" guy, partly to keep from looking at the cameras, and partly to get some kind of reading from that guy. If he was so bored why the fuck was he there? He was giving him occasional glances but it almost seemed he would be happier with his nose buried in a newspaper or something! But when Joel unzipped his fly and dropped his pants, he thought he detected some reaction from him. What it was he could not figure out. Joel turned around and picked up his pants and shoes, making a point of showing off his ass to that guy. He wished he had worn someting sexier than plain white boxer briefs, but he didn't know he would be making a porn movie. Or if the thought had crossed his mind he dismissed it as typical jerk-off fantasy. He put his clothes in a cabinet as Billy had shown him and returned to his spot, facing the guy again. He knew he looked kinda studly standing there in his shorts, trying not to suck in his gut and stick out his chest too much. Kroos put a cuff around his sweaty arm and started to take his blood pressure. "Still low?" Joel looked down at Kroos' hands on his arm. "You have been taking the salt tablets?" "Mostly" Joel kept his eyes down, feeling Kroos' pressure and heat "yeah and drinking the fluids and eating normal. And no I haven't been busting my ass - I mean working hard." "Well you must admit you were busting ass" Kroos caught his eye "before your first exam. Have you been having - " Before he could finish there was a knock at the door and the doc came in. Joel immediately covered his crotch out of habit, then let out a quiet gasp when he saw someone come through the door behind the doc! He recognized him! "Doctor Kroos our other patient made it here tonight" the doc brought Joe Herms over to Kroos and Joel "Joel do you know - " "Yeah I know Mister Harrons" Joel mispronounced the name and shook his hand "he has the shoe store on tenth street" making sure Joe heard his inflections. Joe looked at him oddly then quickly took in his state of undress, the cameras, the guy sitting in the corner, all of it. He shook Joel's hand, "Do I know you?" "No not really. Been in your store a couple of times when your kid was there - " "You know Billy?" Joe knew they had to know each other, shit they're both connected to the doc and maybe "from school?" "Not really. He goes to - " "South!" Joe lied. "Yeah well I go to Falls" Joel also lied. He could tell that he and Joe were right on the same page. "Well good to meet ya" he turned to Kroos "I'm just gonna pick up my meds and get outa your way - " "Before you do we need to check to see if that rash is still causing you problems" Kroos directed him to one of the tables "why don't you have a seat while I get Joel here taken care of." "You don't want me to - " Joe looked around, seeing the cameras rolling, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Yes we don't want any complications from Saturday's exam do we?" Kroos was trying to look normal, but Joe saw the expression. We don't want any second thoughts from you after what you did Saturday, is what he meant. Joe knew he was already in over his head, so he went over to the table, and sat down, slowly unbuttoning his shirt, hoping Billy was not lurking in the shadows somewhere. Suddenly, the green gel started to itch all over again, like a conditioned reflex from hell. "Very good" Kroos saw his actions then turned back to Joel "now I apologize for the interruption. I promised you I would have finished with your exam and taken your x-ray, no I have not forgotten, before our other patients arrived but I fear we are running late. I hope you do not mind if we finish while they are here, do you?" "You're the doc" Joel looked at him trying to hide any expression. "Very very good" Kroos finished taking his blood pressure. Joel watched his actions, trying to watch Joe out of the corner of his eye. He had always fantasized about Joe, hell he fantasized about every guy in town it seemed, but Joe was just so friendly every time Joel went in to his store, and once or twice he snuck a peak at his bod, the blond chest hair poking out his shirt, his worn bluejeans sometimes showing a healthy grown-man bulge, yeah Joe had been on his radar for months. But he was no idiot, he knew any word or gesture or anything he did would get back to Billy and then to the whole school! Being the dad of a schoolmate was a huge disadvantage! So when he finally got to see Joe unbutton his shirt, he was hoping he did not have to face the wrong way. "So doc the number's higher than last time?" "Yes" Kroos removed the cuff "ninety-eight over eighty-two. You are feeling better?" "Yeah." "No problems with - " "No no more blackouts" Joel looked at Kroos "or anything" so don't ask about the erections okay? "Well we better check your lymph nodes" Kroos started to massage under his chin and then down to his pits, now sweating like all hell. When he felt Kroos' hands brush his nipples he bit his lip, squeezing his eyes closed. Okay, fuckit, he felt the blood start to go south, here we go. Kroos' hands then started running down his sides, the tickling turning into arousal fast. By the time Kroos' hands were at his waistband, the outline of his cock was getting very prominent. Then he felt Kroos' hands start to lower his waistband. He spread his legs an inch or two, not bothering to protest. Kroos lowered the shorts to his knees and started to palpate Joel's ample scrotum. As he did Joel's circumsized cock gave several hard throbs and rose to full hard. Joel put his hands behind his back and lowered his head. He knew this was why they selected him. Boner Boy was their new victim. Joel turned his head to the side to see Joe's reaction. As he suspected, Joe could see the whole thing in profile, looking away as best he could, but his eyes kept returning to Joel's body, and yeah, Joel could see him checking out his wood. Joel figured out real fast that Joe was not disgusted by what he saw. Not at all. Joel's cock gave a couple of bobs, almost proud to be exposed in front of this guy he fantasized about. "Joel if you could turn your head and cough please?" Joel looked at him and nodded. As he did, he felt Kroos' fingers massage his balls, and start to work back towards his butt. He had a hunch what was next. "Now if you could turn around and put your hands on the table next to Joe please?" Billy turned to face Joe, catching his glance bouncing off his crotch. Billy met Joe's eyes, and even gave his cock a bob or two, as Joe's gaze returned to his crotch. Being naked and hard in front of this guy was really getting him going. He was almost forgeting this was all going on tape. He lowered the shorts to his feet and kicked out them, spreading his feet and leaning forward, putting his weight onto his hands right next to Joe, so close he could hear his rough breathing. He looked over and saw Kroos putting on a glove, smearing it with the green goo. He heard a sharp "no" from Joe but Joel gave him a hush and whispered "it's cool" as Kroos came over, something sticking out of one pocket. So Joel was not surprised when first he felt Kroos smearing the gel deep inside his hole, only to be followed by a very well lubricated small plastic buttplug. He suspected he should have made a protest for the camera, or for that "Jones" guy, but right now he wanted Joe to get the picture, he wanted Joe to understand that he did not really object to things going up his chute. He made a point of looking at Joe's crotch as he felt it go in, hoping he figured it out. At this point he was past trying to hide this shit anymore. When he saw Joe's eyes go wide he bit his lip to keep from breaking into a grin. "Well it seems that your lymph nodes are not swollen, and your prostatic exam also is favorable. This device will help you relax..." "Yeah..." Joel stood up straight, making sure Joe got a good look at his cock, now starting to ooze wetness almost, before turning back around to face the music "yeah I feel it working. It's really having an effect doc. Sorry but I'm getting a very strong erection from all of this doc." "That's alright Joel. Guys your age often have that reaction, nothing to worry about" Kroos removed his glove "now Mister Jones we're ready for you - " "It's about time" he said, getting out of his chair. Damn, Joel thought, that's not the reaction I was expecting. At all! Does he think he's in a barber shop, getting his number called? What is with this guy! He came over to the table Joe was sitting on. "No I will need you on the other table, on your left, yes there" and the Jones guy went to the other table and sat down. "Before you get comfortable, Joel will help you with your clothes" Kroos was back at the counter, bringing a large console on wheels out from behind the side "Joel?" "Yes doc" Joel went over to the "Jones" guy, expecting a major protest, but instead, the guy stood there, like he knew this was coming. So when Joel started with the buttons on his shirt, the guy looked over at Joe, again that half-bored expression on his face. Joel unbuttoned his shirt, a bit surprised by the black hair dusting a small area between two rather developed hard pecs. Shit this guy hits the weights, he thought, as he tugged the shirt free and lay it carefully on the table beside him. He crouched down and started on his shoes, rather glad they were loafers, and hell! no socks! He was almost trying to make this easy! When his shoes were off, Joel went to the guy's belt buckle, waiting for the inevitable "hey kid I can do it myself!" but no, instead the guy just folded his hard muscled arms over his chest. His forearms had the same black hairs as that small patch on his chest, but his tennis-ball biceps were hard and hairless. Joel was squirming now big time! "Say doc..." Joel stopped and looked at Kroos who was busy getting the machine ready "I don't wanna... y'know interrupt things but..." "Joel?" Joe looked at Kroos, shit it's about time the kid said enough's enough! How did they get him to agree to this? "c'mon doc the kid's not - " "Are you saying you want to leave?" Kroos was next to him in flash, with a very hard expression starting to cover his face. "Doc..." Joel looked around, his lower torso wiggling and squirming "that bottle... before..." "Are you saying - " "I gotta piss something fierce! Okay?" and Joel started to leave. "Oh is that all" Kroos let out too big of a sigh "I thought maybe -" but he grabbed a large plastic container out of a cabinet and brought it over to Joel. "Wait. You want me..." he looked around, feeling the cameras boring into him "here?" "Yes" Kroos looked at Joe "I don't think our patients will mind." Joel took the pitcher-sized container and held it to his crotch. He looked down at himself, seeing how hard he was, knowing it would not be easy but damn! He pulled his cock down and aimed it at the container, a bit surprised when Kroos grabbed his other hand, lowering the container to below his knees. Joel was taken aback, but then realized he wanted the cameras to be able to see the full effect, and then damn! he gave a hard squeeze, the muscles in his gut cramping, his entire front flexing and unflexing and then a hard yellow flood exploded from his piss slit, the room filling with the sound and smell of his urine. He was too far into it to stop when the "Jones" guy came around to get a better look. As he was finishing, but damn! if he didn't feel that guy's hand on his butt, a finger finding the blunt end of the plug. When Joel finally finished and gave his cock a squeeze he knew the stimulation would bring his cock to a hard bob fast. Kroos took the container from Joel and set it in the refrigerator. He went back to the console, "Joel? Do you want to continue?" "Yeah... okay" and he turned to the guy, sneaking a quick look at Joe to see his reaction to all of this, but Joe just sat there, his shirt open, looking far from bored. Joel almost thought he saw him nod as his fingers returned to the guy's belt buckle, his hairy forearms again folded across his chest. "Jones" looked down as Joel unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. His pants fell to the floor, exposing a pair of white cotton briefs. Joel froze for a second, seeing what was packed in them. It looked like a very large bulge was stretching out the front, and down to the crotch. But the guy was not even hard! As Joel crouched down to pick up the pants Mister "Jones" casually stepped out of the pile and stood there as Joel folded them on the table. He saw what looked like a tube almost stuffed between his legs. Without any prompting he knew what he had to do next. He reached for the waistband of the briefs, a warm musky scent now coming from that guy, and slowly, almost gingerly started to lower them. First he saw a heavy black forest of pubic hair and then pulling the front down more, the stem of what looked to be a very slender cock, but as he brought the briefs all the way down, he almost gasped! As he guessed, the rest of his cock was stuffed between his legs, and as his equipment came free of the pouch, a very very long uncircumsized cock swung free, past the bottom of his low-hanging hairy eggs, almost half-way down to his knees! Joel let out a "holy shit!" and he pulled the shorts down to his feet and helped him step out of them. As he got back to his feet he took in the full effect. This guy had probably less than an ounce of fat on him, his stomach showing hard six-pack muscles divided down the middle by a single black line of hairs, running from that small patch between his hard pecs, like an arrow pointing down to what must be the longest cock Joel had ever seen! It was one long, uninterrupted tube, only ending with a slightly widened foreskin loop, barely any head to be detected. But the foreskin opening was wide enough to slip a finger in almost. His balls hung low and free, hairy and intimidating. Joel looked at what was in front of him, not sure whether to run or stay. "Doctor Kroos if I did not know better I would say your assistant is having trouble keeping his eyes off my genitals" the guy started, almost smirking. "Hey wait" Joel spung around. "Don't worry Mister Jones" Kroos came towards them holding some attachments "it's just our young assistant does not see such an endowment every day. A certain curiousity it only to be expected, isn't that right?" turning to Joel. "Ah yeah I guess" trying to figure out what he was carrying. "Now if you could assist our patient onto the table" watching Joel help the "Jones" guy lie down, not knowing how to react when the guy lifted his knees "now Joel I want you to watch carefully how I attach these" setting the electrodes down on the table "first this one with the leather ring goes around the base of his penis" bringing it to his long snake and flipping it onto his stomach out of the way "like this, the leather facing outward. These two metal contacts must make contact with the skin exactly like this, and the third one, the clear red one, must touch the top... right... here" and he snapped it into place "and these tubes must be positioned so, you see?" "Yeah" Joel knew he was bobbing hard now, the sweat pouring down his sides, wiping his face to keep his eyes from stinging "okay I see" he lied. He had never seen any contraption like this, and his cousin Randy had some pretty kinky sex toys. But this! It looked like something out of an Alien movie! Or maybe something the Borg would wear. Damn, he swore to himself, I gotta cut back on the sci-fi shit, it's starting to show up in real life! "Good because you will have to do the same to our other patient Mister Harris." "What?" from both Joe and Joel. "Wait doc" Joe came over to get a closer look "you don't haveta make the kid do this okay? I'll do whatever you need but - " "It's okay Joe it's cool" Joel tried to keep his eyes away from Joe's crotch but not succeeding. He had a hunch his crotch would be a bit full. And it was, "I'm cool with this... if you are..." "No really Joel... I can't make you - " "You ain't making me" Joel put his hand on Joe's shoulder, the touch electric "it's part of my training... y'know, medical training okay? Okay?" "Now Joel" Kroos brought out another buttplug, a bit larger than the one currently driving Joel's prostate nuts, and from that same alien factory as the cock-and-ball device "please watch carefully" as Kroos applied the green goo to the full length of it, and with very little preliminary coaxing, eased it deep into Mister "Jones"'s waiting ass He gave a deep grunt, the muscles in his gut flexing and straining "now Joel see these two contacts on the end of the device?" "Wait doc, you ain't gonna be doin that to me too?" "No I'm not" Kroos looked very casually at Joel "but he will - " "No no NO!" Joe started to button up his shirt "I agreed to some things but not this! No I can't do this not with some high school kid - " "Would you rather we disregard our contract?" Kroos was almost whispering. "What contract?" Joel blurted out but they both ignored him. "No, no I wouldn't" Joe looked around, especially at the cameras "I don't know what this guy, you... Mister Jones here agreed to - " "Joe we agreed - YOU agreed - to assist us in our male response study did you not?" "Yeah - I mean no - I mean not like - " "Are you discontinuing your participation? Joe?" Joe looked at Kroos, then at "Jones" who was lying there like it was no big thing, naked and wired. "Stop acting like a pansy" the guy said, not bothering to look at him "you're a man aren't you?" Joe almost lunged at him, but luckily Joel and Kroos were both in the way and stopped him. Joel was glad Kroos was there, and even gladder when Kroos eased them apart. Joel knew he was pressing his cock against Joe's knee and was hoping he was too distracted to notice. Shit, he thought, the guy's gotta be dead not to feel that. He must be clueless not to realize how horned up Joel was over him. And what blew Joel away was that Joe was not making a big thing out of it. At least until now! "What is it going to be?" Kroos looked at the clock. It was already past seven. Joe gave the "Jones" guy a hard angry stare. After a long tense moment, he lowered his gaze, "There's really no point is there?" "No Mister Harris there is not." Joe unbuttoned his shirt all the way and tossed it onto his table. He saw the look Joel gave him and shrugged, "Nothin to look at, sorry." "Man..." Joel's attention was yanked back by Kroos "guess again." "Joel, please pay attention" and Kroos finished attaching the wires to the plug, then returned to the machine. He returned with another set for Joe and set them on his table, "Joel please proceed." Joel turned to Joe, seeing him already stepping out of his shoes. He let out a small "shit" which he was surprised that Joe heard. "What? I stink that much?" his hands at his belt. "Fuck no" Joel was muttering real low "I woulda paid t'do that, that's all." "Funny kid" but then felt Joel's hands at his belt "wait." "I gotta do this, okay?" but Joe could feel how badly Joel's hands were shaking. "Am I making you that uncomfortable?" Joe looked from Joel to Kroos back at the console and folded his large arms across his forested chest. He looked over at "Jones" maybe a bit impressed by how he was lying there, naked and muscled, wires going to his most private parts. And now here was this good-looking kid, naked as a jaybird, with a hardon that wouldn't quit, trying to get him out of his pants! He closed his eyes trying not to intimidate the kid. "Fuck..." Joel got the belt open and was unzipping his jeans, seeing the swelling press free "you are the hottest mutherfucker" the last two words more mouthed than spoken, but damn! he could not stop his hands from shaking he was so turned on. He looked down seeing himself leaking all the way down the length of his cock "you are a major stud, man" and lowered the jeans to the floor. Before Joe could step out of them, Joel yanked his briefs down, not able to wait another second! As he did, Joe's equipment burst forward, his cock already filling out and swinging forward from his smooth shaved crotch. Joel felt his cock give a lurch, his cockhead flaring wide almost cumming. "You ain't too shabby yourself... stud" whispering the last word so only Joel could here. That did it! Joel bent down to push the briefs down to Joe's ankles, unable to stop his cock from erupting! He grabbed his cock but by then the cum was pouring out of him, all over Joe's jeans and briefs, spraying the floor, the clothes, Joe's shins, everything. He felt himself start to pass out but felt Joe grabbing him under his arms, breaking his fall. "Joe what happened?" Kroos was next to him motioning for "Jones" to stay put "Joel? Joel?" checking his face, seeing his eyes flutter open. "Doc... I'm.. okay" Joel tried getting to his feet, supported by Joe "really I'm okay." "You pass out again?" "No I'm okay really" Joel looked down at the mess he made "shit..." "Doc it's okay" Joe whispered "he had an... accident, don't make a scene okay?" "Joel you want to lie down?" suddenly Kroos was back to "doctor mode". "No I'm fine just lemme catch my breath okay?" but Joe had a good grip on him. "You sure?" "Yeah" Joel could feel the heat of Joe pressing into him, and that was better than the damn thing in his hole. He looked down and saw his hardness pressing against Joe "damn I'm sorry." "I'm cool kid" Joe knew the kid was aware of his own erection now "but can ya help me get outa these?" trying to raise his foot. Joel lowered himself, feeling the blood return to his face, but now seeing what a major mess he made "damn..." "It's cool" and braced himself on Joel's shoulder as he freed one then the other foot from his tangled clothes. Joel tried to clean them up as best he could "don't bother they'll dry." "Yeah but - " "Just get yourself a towel" Joel turned as Kroos tossed him one. He made a point of cleaning up Joe first, despite his protests, then mopped his front, finally the floor. When he was finished he took in Joe, all of him for the first time. Shit, no wonder he blew his load like that. And barely touching himself. Joe stood there, his fists on his hips, furred with blond fuzz all the way to his waist, then perfectly smooth, and his hard red cock standing out from his shaved balls almost obscene. Joe gave his cock a tug and slid onto the table. Joel picked up the clothes, mopping them as best he could, and lay them on a chair. The musty sex smell coming from them went right to his cock. Again. Damn, Boner Boy is fuckin giving them their money's worth he thought. But who is "them"? "Hurry up kid I'm trying to be patient here" the "Jones" guy was trying to make a point of not looking at them, but Joel could see the sheen of sweat now covering his chest and shoulders, that long snake lying flat up past his navel. Was he hard? Joel looked twice, but no, the foreskin was still rolled all the way past the end. He looked at the equipment lying next to the naked Joe. He picked up the leather loop, then down at Joe, rock-hard. "Go on kid" Joe put his knees down, his arms at his side "just warn me okay?" "This might be cold" he brought the leather and metal strap to Joe's dick, carefully raising it off his slightly moist crotch. "No" Joe looked down "I mean if yer gonna gimme a shower" and smiled. "Sorry" Joel brought the dick straight up and wrapped the strap around its smooth base, carefully locating all the contacts. When it was in place he had to give it a tug to close the snap with a click! "too tight? There's only one snap sorry." Joe looked down at himself, seeing the effect the tight ring had on his already throbbing cock. He saw himself swell another inch "wow, look at that" he almost laughed. "You look... just wow" Joel placed his hand under Joe's balls, now not afraid of letting Joe know how much this was getting to him. Shit, he already jizzed on the guy, what's left to hide? Joe felt the fingers under his testicles and his cock gave a hard throb or two. He lifted his legs, "Better hurry up kid or I might make a bigger mess..." Joel let out a grunt and found Joe's hole. He looked at the equipment, seeing the tube there. He unscrewed it, and as he suspected, it was the green shit. He looked at Kroos, "do I gotta?" "Yes Joel, it must be the same for both patients." "But - " "It's okay stud" Joe looked at him "just do it." Joel put on the glove, smearing his fingers with it and gently started to ease one greased finger in. He felt Joe's muscle sqeeze out, relaxing his butthole. Joel tried to use as little of the goo as he could, knowing what it did, shit, he could feel it inside him burning and itching like hell. Sliding his second finger in, Joel realized when the plug went in, they would both be in the same boat, Joe and him. The thought of them being plugged together started his cock throbbing again. By the time he had gooed the tip of the plug and eased it in, he was full hard again. He quickly connected all the wires and stepped back, getting the glove off his hand. "Very good Joel is everything connected?" "Yeah doc" Joel started to get the remnants of the equipment off Joe's table, starting to toss the tube away. "No Joel don't throw it away" Kroos tossed Joel a small foil packet "after you've coated your penis with the rest of the gel, put that on." Joel looked at the packet. It was a condom, "what?" "Very good gentlemen" Kroos was back at the console, the doc re-appearing from somewhere, at his side, a low long conversation between them. It sounded like a bit of an argument from where Joel was standing but he could not tell, he had nothing to compare it too. But he did hear bits and pieces, something about "not the same" and "different program, remember what happened with Mark" and "lower and slower we'll see". When they sounded like they came to some kind of understanding Kroos continued, "gentlement, if you are ready we can begin" and he started to flip a few switches and twist some dials "you will both start at the same readings and will increase the increments jointly. We are starting... now." Joel looked down at Joe, seeing the shocked expression hit his face, "are you okay?" "Fuck!" he looked down at himself "man..." his hand went down to his crotch. "Joel take his hand back" Kroos barked "you are not to let either one touch themselves anywhere below the neck, is that clear? If you are unable to prevent them, we will have to restrain them, understand?" "Yes doc" Joel grabbed Joe's hand and pulled it back to his side "sorry." "You felt this?" Joe looked at him "you know how this feels?" "No" but Joel looked over and saw "Jones" struggling to keep his hand from running down his stomach to his crotch. Joel took the step over to him, and grabbed his hand. "Watch it kid" the guy's hand flew up "if I wanted you to touch me I would have asked!" "Hey I'm just doin what Kroos here - " but Joel was watching the effect the stimulation was starting to have on his cock and balls, hypnotized. The guy threw his hands behind his head, his armpits two tufts of shiny black hair, faintly smelling now of sweat. His cock was starting to throb as his balls were tightening up, forming a full hairy sac pressing up to where the strap was now forming a steadily tightening grip around the hairy base. As Joel watched, "Jones"'s cock started to lengthen even more, and as it did, it started to pull off his navel. Joel almost did not hear Kroos, "Joel the gel and the condom ...now Joel." Joel looked at Kroos and back at where the packet and tube lay next to Joe. He saw Joe's cock, now starting to rise towards the goddamn ceiling! The head turning a dark purple. "Doc please do I haveta?" "Yes you do." "Damn..."Joel knew what it would do to his cock, once that gel hit the sensitive area around the head. It would be pure torture. He looked at the gel tube and picked it up. He applied the tiniest dab to the underside, then looked at Kroos. "Joel the whole shaft. Finish the coating Joel." Joel was almost tearing as he applied the goo to his cock, still sensitive from cumming just a few moments ago. This is how Boner Boy gets his punishment, he thought. He spread it all over himself, his bone sticking straight out of his crotch, shiny and discolored. Before Kroos gave him more shit, he opened the foil packet. He barely had it rolled down his length before Joe started groaning, "Joel help me, my arms" and Joel pulled his hand from his cock just in time to grab Joe's right hand before it made contact with his swollen, pulsating cock, now pouring out a steady stream of clear fluid onto his smooth pubes. "Do you want me to hold you?" Joel was trying not to touch anything with his crotch, his cock now as much a constant source of irritating stimulation as his ass. "I can't hold it I can't" and Joel held his arms as Joe's crotch started to buck up and his cock exploded, blowing cum several feet into the air, again and again unti finally Joe fell back onto the table. Joel looked at Kroos, "Turn it off okay? He blew his wad." "Joel there are restraints in the second drawer. Secure his arms as you were told-" "What?" from two maybe three of them. "Joel tie him and I will explain" Kroos came from behind the console "gentlemen that was only five point seven. We will go through the new program in its entirety, all the way to nine point five unless you pass out first. If you need to be tied you will be tied, understand?" and he started to bring the large leather straps over Joe's chest and secure them to the table. He was almost running out of electrodes but found the pair still attached to the smaller console. He connected them and started monitoring Joe's heartrate and respiration, with the older smaller console. When the tape was running he did the same for the straps on mister "Jones" and connected his electrodes as well. Soon two tapes were running. "Very well that is enough restraint" mister "Jones" tried to look down at himself, his arms pinned at his side. "Joel, secure his wrists as well" Kroos nodded at him. "No I will not allow-" There was some protest but Kroos held "Mister Jones" while Joel tied his wrists to the table with those cloth belts. Joel let Kroos finish with him and returned to Joe, more than eager to watch him as closely as possible. He got a towel and was about to clean up Joe's front when Kroos told him to stop. He scooped up Joe's semen and put it in a container and sent it to the refrigerator, muttering under his breath something about "delays" or did Joel hear "relays". Joel did not know what to do but try to forget about his own crotch. Now that both men were secured and monitored, it allowed Joel the freedom to stand between them, looking back and forth, seeing them trying to control themselves but as the stimulation went even higher, start to wriggle and writhe against their straps. Joel watched amazed as Joe's hardon quickly returned and then looked over at the "Jones" guy. His cock was now sticking straight up, and with each throb of his shaft, the head started to push even higher and higher, pushing free of the foreskin as his cock lengthened to an impossible extent. Joel felt his cock throbbing to the same rhythm as he felt his balls tightening, the plug in him pressing against his prostate. "Joel move the cameras closer. Quickly!" Joel brought the two cameras where Kroos indicated, each one close to one of their crotches, but framing both of their bodies as well. No sooner had he positioned them, but "Jones" started panting and bucking and as Joel stepped out of the way, saw that monster cock give a hard throb, the head stretch tight and red, and the piss slit spread wide. Before he could catch his breath, he saw a white glob of cum form at the opening and then the floodgates opened! As he watched a steady stream of cum started to pour out of the end and run down the shaft all the way to his balls! And it kept coming and coming, not shooting out in jets, just running out like someone turned on a hose! He lay there, every muscle stretched to bursting, his face red and sweating, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "Are you okay? Are you okay?" Joel was at the straps ready to free him. "Don't untie me!" he screamed "yeaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" he shouted, his face twisted into a grimace "fuuuuuuccccck!" his hips now moving up and down in a slow steady humping, as the white flood finally slowed down. But Joel could not take it any more! He slammed his crotch against the side of "Jones"'s table as his cock erupted and started to fill the end of the condom with a mix of cum and goo. He was just about to yank it off when Kroos' hands grabbed him. Before he had stopped jizzing, Kroos had wrapped a small tourniquet around the base of the condom, fixing it in place. Joel was crying now, "Please please take it off I'm dying here!" "When the experiment is finished not before" Kroos forced Joel's hands away from his crotch. Joel knew what was coming next. Kroos produced another set of cloth straps and tied Joel's hands behind his back. His cock hung down and out, a good inch or two of rubber hanging off the head, filled with a creamy green mixture. Joe looked over at him then at Kroos, "How much more?" his own cock starting to pulse again, as he twisted his hips side to side, the plug driving his insides crazy. "Gentlemen you are both now at seven point eight - no seven point nine" and he went back to the console, whispering to the doc, both scribbling notes fast. "Joel help me here a sec" Joe grunted as his hips were starting a steady bucking. "Sorry man I can't get my hands free" he went over to his side "what can I do?" "My balls! fix my balls!" "What?" Joel looked at Joe's crotch and then saw what the problem was. One of his testicles was almost glued to his thigh from the dried cum. Joel tried bringing his elbow around but it didn't reach. "Fuck it hurts!" Joel was twisting, trying to shake it free. "Don't freak okay?" and Joel leaned forward, bringing his mouth to Joe's balls. Joe gave a jump when he felt Joel's mouth make contact with his crotch. He never felt anything like that, no one EVER licked his balls, and as he felt the pain replaced by pleasure as Joel's spit worked his ball free, he gave a hard buck and blew his load right into Joel's cheek. Joel felt the wetness hit his face and rubbed his jaw hard against the underside of Joe's cock, feeling it throb as several more loads pumped out. He was about to wrap his mouth around it when he was pulled back. Kroos was right there, scooping up the cum from his face with the container, and whisking it to the frig. Joel brought himself upright not sure what reaction he would see on Joe face's. But Joe had the biggest smile, "Stud I owe ya big time!" "You came on my face... stud" Joel smiled back "what's a better thing than that?" Joe looked down at Joel's front, seeing the condom hanging off him, "come up here!" he ordered. Joel came forward, not sure what he was getting at. When Joe leaned forward and started to mouth his cock he was too surprised to move. He looked at Kroos as he felt himself harden in Joe's mouth, but Kroos said nothing. When he pulled out of Joe's mouth he was full hard, his cock pressed forward into the end of tip, his juice bathing the length of his rod. It felt itchy and stimulating both. "Feel better?" Joe's eyes were at Joel's condom-covered dick. "Wow Joe yeah thanks" he leaned forward until it was resting on Joe's shoulder "I never would have - " "That's what buds are for. Thanks." "Hey if we're handing out blow jobs it's my turn" from "Jones" his cock starting to come free of his cum-tangled mass of pubic hair "get over here kid!" Joel looked at Joe, almost asking for permission. But Joe's eyes were closed as his hips were starting a slow rocking motion. Kroos broke in "no Joel, no oral stimulation. Not unless they reach nine two without ejaculating." "How many times they gotta cum?" "That is what we need to ascertain tonight" he looked at the doc "where are we?" "Eight point seven, eight point eight now." "Fuck fuck fuck" Joe was bucking as hard as he could "stop it! I can't take anymore turn it off!!!" "We're almost there, a few minutes mores" Kroos came up to him "doc?" "Nine, nine point one" the doc called out, but Joe was screaming now. Joel pushed Kroos aside and plunged his mouth down on Joe's cock before he heard the doc call out "nine two". As soon as he made contact, Joe let out a strangled groan and erupted into Joel's mouth. Kroos pulled him off, squeezing out the last glob onto a slide now, not enough to put in the container, and whisked that to the frig as well. "Get that kid's mouth here now!" screamed "Jones" his cock pointing straight up again, the head pushing free, like a cobra swelling its hood. Joel went over and was about to do it, actually try to take that monster down his throat, when the head flared wide and a single large dollop of cum pumped free, hanging there before it started a steady slide down the head, dropping to his belly as "Jones"'s hips continued to buck! "Nine five, nine six!" shouted the doc over the steady cries and grunts coming from both of them "nine seven!" "Okay turn it off turn it off!" Joel screamed, pulling at his wrists, freeing one hand. He lunged over to Joe and managed to untie his hands fast. As he did Joe threw his hips into the air and his cock started spasming, obviously cumming but no juice, he was dry cumming like crazy! Joel pulled the wires off Joe's cock and popped the snap, but Joe's cock kept spasming. Next he yanked the wires free from the buttplug as he plunged his mouth down on Joe's cock, feeling it throb again and again forcing its way down his throat, as the last of his dry orgasm finally subsided. Joel pulled the tourniquet off his cock and starting jacking himself into the condom, his own orgasm erupting in a matter of seconds! But he kept his mouth on Joe until he felt the spasming die down, and Joe start to soften in his mouth.