Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2006 18:08:36 -0500
From: Blonde Mountaineer <blondeallover@hotmail.com>
Subject: the NPG Imperative - Part IV

The NPG Imperative - Part IV:  `Switched' and Lovin' It
                                By Blonde

This is part of a futuristic series and all readers
should read part I to acquaint themselves with
paradigmatic social and physical arrangements defined
in the future. All the usual disclaimers apply.


She agreed.  What a relief it was to 18 year old Wilfred.  It was not just
that she agreed to be engaged to him, but after an exchange of several
e-mails, she agreed to have sex with him starting as soon as the betrothal
papers had been registered.  "Fuckin' A," he thought. "She must be as horny
as I am."  He had forwarded to her a raunchily explicit e-mail message from
his older married brother, instructing him in the fine art of eating pussy
and how his wife could never get enough head.  He supplemented the text with
the assurance that he would service her on demand according to precise
instructions until death do them part.  Her only obligation in this
arrangement would be engagement and marriage with at least the occasional
opportunity for his always ready throbbing 8 ½" male member to plunge into
the grip of her female receptacle.  At once he fantasized a giddy daydream
of what she might be like down there.  Was she as bushy as was alleged his
sister-in-law?  God, he hoped she was tight down there.  His most satisfying
jack off sessions were always tight fisted.  When they first met, he took a
chance in a moment of candor that he had never taken with any other girl.
He confessed that he was afflicted with chronic sexual fantasies and that he
masturbated incessantly -- "just can't stop beatin' off".  That made her
laugh and broke the ice.  She became very flirtatious and affectionate on
dates, but coy and tight-lipped about her own sexual tastes, all the while
encouraging him to communicate all the details about his fantasy life and
masturbatory exploits.

His near despondence after 6 months with this relationship and 8 months
since they both had graduated from high school was not just his fear that
she is nothing but a "bitch and a tease."  Youths like Wilfred were in
constant danger of being almost unwittingly seduced by talented gifted men,
which meant of course being seduced to a lifetime of gifted orientation.
Maria may have had an ass that was ½ the size of the back of the bus and
flat chested, but there were worse people an unattached male could
encounter.  She may have had plain downcast brown eyes with bushy eyebrows
and she may have been an 'every day is bad hair day' brunette, but she was
his best ticket to a life as a straight man.  All his buds from High School
were now either married or engaged.  One or two had even knocked up a
significant other to drop a cute rug rat.  But he was trapped in his parents
home, taking home web and conference courses on tech aid and maintenance.
The confinement and the frustration it engendered seemed to drive him to
insanity.  He was getting testy with his parents and descending into bouts
of self pity.  He would rage to his  girlfriend on the phone that he could
not even go to the mall or the movie theater for fear that a "shit pie-eyed
giftie fag will put the whammy" on him.  She was the only one who seemed to
be able to console him.  He was not a bad looking 6' 1" freckle faced red
haired kid.  He had a good lean build although strangely narrow shouldered.
Until Maria, he was painfully shy with girls and tried everything to attract
one for a relationship.  Growing his hair long, then cutting it short,
sporting a moustache -- nothing seemed to attract that special someone.

Now it seemed he could breath easier.  His mother hugged and kissed him.
Both his parents insisted that there was no rush to leave home and that he
and his new fiancee could be alone together whenever they wanted.   Two days
later, his parents arranged to accompany him to the local court house to
file betrothal papers.  Maria had agreed to arrive ahead of time to check
the surroundings for any suspicious characters who might be in the habit
seducing vulnerable straight guys.  Wilfred  did not want the indignity of
being led to the registration office in the court house blindfolded, as news
presentations have shown so often.  All was well as they filled out the
application form.  The clerk read over the first page, noticed the male
applicant's age of  nearly 19 and flashed a look at the applicant.

"Everything on the first page looks to be in order."  The effect was
instant.  To Wilfred, it was as if he had looked into the eyes of an angel,
someone who was certainly more enchanting than just human.  It was as if he
had fallen into a giddy swoon.  The look from those wide-eyed blues was the
most delicious and life-affirming contact he had ever had with anyone in his
life.  Could it really be happening?  Was this a gifted seduction?  In the
light-headedness of his semi-paralysis, he had the presence of mind to not
look directly at the clerk again.  He hurriedly filled the remainder of the
application and irritated Maria by impatiently insisting she do the same.
Fortunately his dress pants were baggy enough that no one would likely
notice the boner he was sprouting.  Leaving the court house, he promised to
call Maria when he got home.  They were told it would be two days before
their betrothals would be registered and they would be outfitted with
engagement bands.  Mysteriously, his parents noticed that he was not excited
about the profound change in the life of their son.  He simply told them
when they got home that he needed to go to his room to complete some urgent
studying.

When he slammed the door behind him, he could hardly strip quickly enough.
He could not get his fingers around his raging boner soon enough.  Finally
naked, he threw himself on the bed on his back to commence some serious
stroking.  It was as if all his skin super sensitized for encounter.  Maybe
he could beat his gifted whammy out of him.  His mind shifted into a hot
fantasy that the magical blue-eyed clerk had ridden up between his legs and
was sucking on his excited erection with a firm wet tongue and a mouth that
could stretch guy meat like putty.  It was the most marvelous daydream of
his life and it seemed to extend deep into the night.  He hardly noticed
that his groin and balls had tightened like a spring and when they had to
spasm for release, it began the most intense orgasm of his life.  Great
shots of hot off-white watery jizz squirted from a quivering and greatly
gaping pee hole all about his stomach, chest and even his face.  The
overwrought pillar of man flesh in his fingers throbbed to the continuous
ejaculatory spasms that wracked his groin long after his pee hole had
completed the expulsion of a mighty load.   He breathed heavily in
exhaustion as he thought, "oh fuck, I came like that for a guy?"

Wilfred still was not convinced that he had been recipient to a fatal
"whammy dose" from the clerk.  After cleaning himself, he thought of ways he
could purge himself of it.  Still naked, he called Maria to apologize for
his conduct in the courtroom.  He lied when he told her that he had stripped
naked in his room on her account and was ready for some phone sex.  He
challenged her to switch on visual capability.  She did not but they enjoyed
some dirty talk all the same, stimulating him to a somewhat diminished
orgasm.  After hanging up, he sauntered into the bathroom for a quick
shower.  He beat off again, with Maria's sultry and suggestive
encouragements still fresh in his mind.

Satisfied that he managed to dodge the full effect of a gifted seduction, he
was still toweling off in his bedroom when he sat down at his computer to
check his email.  One message especially caught his eye.  The address was
likely from city offices and the subject read "YOU ARE WANTED".  When he
opened the message he beheld for the first time in his life a litany of
photos of generally nude males engaged in many different acts of gifted sex.
  The effect was instantaneous.  His dick blew up to straining proportions
such as he experienced when leaving the courtroom that night.  Many of the
pictures included the clerk who had eyed him, completely naked, and
participating in all the erotic revelry.  Some of the pictures showed the
participants looking into the camera, as if beckoning -- "come join us".
These visions were the most exciting and adventurous human interaction he
had ever seen in his life.  He studied each picture very carefully in all
their details.  There were erect cocks of all different shapes and sizes
many of them associated with oozing cum shots.  There was fucking, sucking,
rimming, kissing, in twosomes, threesomes, and more.  Most of the men were
in good physical condition and they looked equally yummy, smooth or hairy.
The text merely provided an address.  The only greeting was "You will join
us Friday night at 8:00 PM.  You will let us carry you to heaven."

With the same light headed feeling that graced Wilfred in the early evening,
he smiled to himself that what he had so dreaded was now the most wonderful
moment in his life.  He was now ready for heaven.  As he beat off the final
time that night, with his free hand he was more solicitous with fingers to
stroke his tightening balls, his smooth rippled abs, and pinch his super
hard nipples.  His orgasm was almost the same intensity as the first, but
many spasms from a nearly dry ejaculation.

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His parents were nearly baffled by the lack of concern from their son when
the registered permit papers never arrived on Friday.  He was too busy
reexamining the pictures from the transforming email message.  His mouth
would water as he inspected the detail of the kissing and sucking of cock. A
whole new exciting sensation, his seat would  squirm and undulate with
desire for contact and fulfillment as he scrutinized the pictures of ass
fucking.  He wanted to try it all and knew he would have a lifetime to
experiment with all the endless permutations of gifted sex.  He carefully
selected his clothes for the experience and included his most brief banana
thong underwear.  He smiled as he contemplated how he was going to keep from
constantly stretching out of those briefs.

He was so eager to lose his virginity, he arrived at the rooming house 45
minutes early.  Somehow it did not seem odd when Bearcub greeted him at the
door wearing only a satin
Kimono.  "We have been waiting for you."  As soon as the door closed, the
scantily clad men lifted the swooning neophyte and carefully carried him by
the shoulders and legs into the intimate parlor where they would kiss his
open available mouth with tongue in rapid succession and commence to undo
his belt buckle and unzip him to remove his jeans.  Wilfred was paralyzed
with lust.  There was nothing he could do to prevent them from from taking
advantage of his inexperience.  The sense of having all his clothes removed
by at least a half dozen other adoring men was indescribable.  His nostrils
flared to the scent of sweet lube being broken open all about him.  But
nothing was quite so narcotic as the scent of ready and ripe cock as he was
accepting one into his mouth for the first time.  The flavor of living
pulsing man flesh was sensational.

Let us just say that the empty squirming feeling in Wilfred's beautifully
emerging man pussy was relieved on multiple occasions that night.  It would
be on his next visit to the rooming house that his own length of hard meat
would relish the delights of tight squirming manhole.  Wilfred never again
considered the mystery that hid between the legs of Maria or any other
female.  He was too focused and engrossed with the variety of delightful
hoses and pouches that hung between the legs of males.


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