Date: Mon, 17 Oct 2016 08:54:22 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: The LAB: Chapter 1, Perks

This is a work of fiction, and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any
resemblance to actual places, persons, or events is coincidental. If you
are not of the legal age to read adult stories, or are uncomfortable with
gay themes, please stop reading now and close this document.

The LAB: CH 1, Perks, Copyright 2013 Tripp Savidge. All rights are
reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express
permission of the author.

Introduction:
The LAB is the research and development arm of a world-renowned private
pharmaceutical company specializing in drugs to help and enhance the
sexual experience under the watchful eye of The Agency. The LAB also has
a dark side, producing very specialized products to a very limited,
wealthy and powerful clientele. Not every pharmaceutical company needs
its own private army, private hospital, school, or campus, but then it is
a competitive market and there's money to be made. Drugs like these are
also powerful weapons - drugs that remove all inhibitions, biases and
even rational thought - moving seduction, arousal and experience to a new
plateau. And customers are requiring and demanding new and improved
products. That means, test subjects and donors. The LAB can no longer
rely on volunteers, they must research and select the best stock,
preferably young men between 18 and 25 years of age that can disappear.
And after the testing and training, the subjects really can't leave...
there are secrets to keep. But if they are really good and well behaved,
they may be redeployed helping the government and The LAB grow and
prosper... and if they're not... well they do know how to serve.


The LAB: Chapter 1, Perks
by Tripp Savidge

The handsome man behind the desk looked very angry. He ran a hand back
through the neatly trimmed, salt and pepper hair making it spike even
more than usual. It complemented the equally well trimmed beard on his
sculpted face. He stood and walked around the large mahogany desk to be
closer to the flat screen. Smoothing out his suit as he leaned against
the desk. He had that slim European model look as though he could have
stepped off the cover of any man's high fashion magazine. But he wasn't a
model, not even close.

"Replay," he said. Anger and exasperation clear in his tone.

"Our feature headline this evening: Game Victory turns to Tragedy;
striking a local football team and residents of Ridgestone. We are still
waiting for additional details to unfold in the investigation of this
horrible accident. Fire experts and police have been trying to search for
clues but have been hampered by the remaining heat from the explosion.
Many of our viewers were startled by the explosion late Friday, which we
have sadly learned came from a Ridgestone High school activity bus
veering off of Wood Hill road, through  the guard rails and landing on
fuel storage tanks at Baker's Fuel Supply. The explosion and fire ball
that followed were reportedly seen and heard for 10 miles. Investigators
say if there hadn't been witnesses, they don't think there is enough
remaining to have been able to identify the bus. The real tragedy is that
it is believed that 30 lives were lost. Initially the count was higher
but some players, initially thought to be on board had taken alternate
transportation after celebrating their game victory. Names are not being
released until all families are notified. We will keep you updated as
more comes..." Click. The television powered down and slid back into the
credenza.

Bing. "Joseph?"

"Yes Sir?" the voice answered back over the speaker.

"Can you please find Maximillian and send him up to my office
immediately?" the man asked.

"Yes, Dr. Connor, I'm on it," Joseph responded.

Dr. Connor walked over to the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the
city and stretched his fit and very muscular body. He was feeling this
morning's work out and regretted he hadn't stretched more before coming
up to the office. A big smile lit his face, showing off the perfect teeth
and lighting is grey eyes. But the distraction had been so damn worth it.
He thought to himself.

Bing, Bing. The intercom sounded.

"Yes Joseph?"

"Max is on his way sir. He should be here in five. Anything else sir?"
Joseph asked.

"Yes, what do we have on the calendar for this afternoon?" Dr. Connor
asked.

"You have a check-in with the Ranch at 1:00 then you were planning to go
do lab rounds from 2:00 until 4:00."

"Change that, would you? We'll do lab rounds at 4:00. Block my schedule
after the call with the Ranch."

"Yes Sir," Joseph responded.

"One more thing Joseph... block your schedule as well and ask Tony to
cover for you."

"YES SIR!" Joseph enthusiastically responded.

Dr. Connor smiled again and laughed to himself. He was looking forward to
it already and it would certainly help his mood after this latest fiasco.

Bing. Bing. "Maximillian is here to see you sir," Joseph said over the
intercom.

"Thanks Joseph, please show him in."

The door opened, Joseph and his arm stretching into the room to allow Max
in. He looked over to Dr. Connor and smiled, then gently closed the door
behind the huge man now standing in the office. Max was nothing but
intimidating to most men. He stood about 6'3" and was a solid wall of
muscle, bulging in his suit enough that there was no doubt it was indeed
muscle. He had short cropped, black hair and a perpetual 5 0'clock
shadow. But that wasn't what made him intimidating - it was the stance,
the attitude and the look he usually carried on that handsome face.
Maximillian was ex-military, special ops, and it showed in every
movement.

"Sir, you wanted to see me sir?" He boldly delivered in his staccato
military fashion.

"Oh Max! Cut the shit. What have you done now?" Dr. Connor asked. "I'm
assuming those new subjects you brought in on Saturday came from that
horrific high school bus accident."

"Well sort of...we pulled out the subjects before the accident," Max
responded with a smirk.

"Max! The Agency will have a fit! Are you trying to get us exposed? Ruin
everything we've built? What the hell were you thinking? A bus of high
schoolers." Dr. Connor was pacing back and forth in front of his desk,
nervously running his hand through his hair.

"Blake, calm down. It's going to be fine. I managed the acquisition
personally. They will find exactly what we want them to find," Max said
in a calm level voice.

"Shit! You don't think they're going to notice the body count doesn't add
up, no personal effects...what were you thinking?" Dr. Blake Connor
leaned back against the window, trying to calm his breathing.

"Blake, listen, it's me. Don't you trust me? Don't you think I know what
I'm doing or have the best interests of our family at heart? It will be
fine. That fire was so intense, they can't possibly put it all together
and why would they suspect anything. We made sure we had witnesses -
reliable, upstanding people who saw that school bus go off the highway."
Max walked over and put his hand on Blake's shoulder. "The best place to
hide is in plain sight and we made sure that all personal belongings,
clothes, wallets, jewelry, down to the last body piercing stayed on that
bus."

"How many Max?" Blake asked in a quiet voice.

"We got a total of twenty subjects. We had six collateral, including the
bus driver," Max stated.

"What happened with the six? The Report said there were 30?"

"No, only 26. The six weren't suitable, the driver was too old and on too
many medications. Five of the subjects were also unacceptable, heavy drug
and or alcohol use - too messed up. You know how hard it is to get clean
subjects any more. The drugs and alcohol start earlier and earlier. Add
that to needing guys who are in shape, pretty and won't be missed. Fuck
it's a nightmare. Even in Eastern Europe it's getting tough. Soon we're
going to have to start breeding our own," Max said poking Blake in the
ribs.

"Heaven forbid!"

"Trust me. This was as clean as any take we've done and we got some good
stuff."

"Ok. But if this blows, your ass is fucked," Blake said poking Max in his
beefy shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah. Promises, promises," Max retorted.

"So what do we know? Where are they in process?" Blake asked sitting down
behind the huge desk.

"Still too early. We've completed the cleaning and prep, medical tests,
blood work, exams etc., today they started on the psychological exams and
should have those wrapped up tomorrow. Sorry I don't have the reports,
they're still in process. But so far, it's a real nice crop. Only found
one more we had to reject. Not sure how he slipped through, Carl
researched every guy on that team thoroughly before the take," Max said
shaking his head.

"What was it?"

"Drugs. Maybe he just started. But you know how you docs are about
tainted subjects."

"Why so many, Max? It seems risky," Blake asked.

"You want the experiments to continue, the money to continue, our
successes to go on? And keep the Agency happy? Well every group needed
fresh subjects. Dr. Wakahisa alone, wanted at least five new milkers -
Five!"

"What's he doing starting a porn dairy?" Blake asked laughing.

"You should know. Most of our drugs use semen as a base ingredient and as
we produce more, we need more."

"Sorry, sorry, I do know... it's just the mental picture was too much,"
Blake said as he continued to laugh. Trying to regain his control. "So
what else do we have?"

"That leaves us with 15 standard subjects, quality and best purpose to be
determined and 4 oddities."

"Oddities? That needs explanation," Blake said with a look of concern.

"We also got the Coach, Assistant Coach, and two unintended civilians,"
Max said.

"Go on..."

"Good news is the Assistant Coach has real potential... in my untrained,
non-medical opinion. He's hot, barely into his twenties, athletic,
obvious jock in excellent shape, milky white skin, black hair, nice black
body hair and bush, striking blue eyes, real nice cock and an absolutely
beautiful round bubble but with a nice pink hole," Max waxed poetically.

"Yeah, I can see where you went. What about the other three?"

"The Coach may be a challenge. Early forties, real good shape, hasn't
gone to fat or flab, muscular, a nice amount of body hair, well endowed,
nice ass but... temperament of a Tasmanian devil and the mouth and
vocabulary of a dock worker on a bad day. Violent, constant stream of
threats and profanity. We had to collar him early and he spends half his
time unconscious on the floor. We knew he wasn't overly liked as a coach
but he kept the boys in line and for the most part cleaner than most."

"The other two were tag-alongs. One is a younger brother of one of the
hotter takes, he's in good shape, great potential, golden skin, blond
curly hair, bright blue eyes, good cock, real sweet butt and 'young'. The
second is the Coach's son, on the heavy side, not in shape, but he does
have good structure and given his dad, I think he could be whipped into
something usable - oh and he does have a real nice cock, I'd say a good 8
1/2. I asked Dmitri to give him a once over and see what he thinks he
could do with him."

"Ok, when do you want me to start the review? And do you think I should
bring Joseph? He was spot on with the last three acquisitions. Nice to
have the validation," Blake said.

"Let's start at 9:00; it will take a while given how many we have. Carl
should have the consolidated results for the first batch then and
recommendations on which experiment they best fit. We can take them in
waves as he wraps up the data."

"That will work," Blake said pulling up his calendar on the screen.

"Carl, won't be with us on the inspection will he?" Blake asked concern
clear in his tone.

"No, no. He'll stay in the control room and use the Bluetooth like last
time. We wouldn't want to scare the new boys," Max answered with a laugh.

"Good," Blake said with relief.

"So, Joseph still doing ok?" Max asked pointing a thumb to the outer
door.

"Yeah. Real good. Six years, seven months and counting," Blake said with
a big smile.

"You are such a damn lucky fuck! We find another one, he's mine," Max
demanded.

"You sure? It's not all sunshine and roses, remember those first three
months? It is a lot of responsibility and you can't just put him on the
shelf when you need a break," Blake cautioned.

"To have a gorgeous guy like Joseph look at me that way. Hell yes! Tell
me, he'd do absolutely anything for you wouldn't he?" Max asked, eyebrows
raised.

"He'd strip naked and spread his legs on the 50 yard line at Super Bowl
Halftime, if he thought I wanted him to. Of course he would assume that
I'd be there ready to fuck him."

"Yeah, what I thought. I'll make sure everything is ready for you and
yeah, bring Joseph, if he can verify the boys' talents just means better
success," Max said heading for the door.

Blake watched him go and thought about Joseph. What was his most
successful experiment personally was technically a clinical failure. Dr.
Blake Connor was working directly in the lab at that time, they were much
smaller and he handled many of the cases and studies personally. There
were four subjects and each was given an early trial of an injectable
aphrodisiac that was meant to remove inhibitions, increase arousal and
blood flow, dampen memory and pretty much make them a whore for anyone
who wanted them for a period of 24 hours. For two of the four subjects,
it worked exactly as expected. For the third subject, it lasted 48 hours
and the subject managed to go through most of the team. The last and
final subject was Joseph.

They now know that his genetics and body chemistry reacted differently.
For the first 24 hours, they thought all subjects responded the same.
Blake had taken boss's prerogative and selected to be the top for Joseph.
He thought he was beautiful even then. Joseph had come to them as a
bitter, head strong jock, from a well-to-do family who ended up on the
street through a series of horrific tragedies and coincidences. He was in
theory going to be going to college on a soccer athletic scholarship
before it all went wrong. The good part is that it allowed them to pick
him up. Joseph was six feet tall, brown hair, brown eyes, very ripped,
tanned, washboard abs, perfect muscular bubble butt, and a beautiful
8"cut cock.

After 36 hours they thought Joseph and subject three were having the same
reaction. Being the fool Blake was at the time, he decided he'd
personally fuck the hell out of Joseph 'til he came around. After 48
hours passed Blake began to worry and get tired. Joseph was a great fuck
but absolutely relentless in his need. Blake decided he couldn't keep it
up and do his job so he hand-picked four of the hottest guards who he
liked and wouldn't mind sharing with and had them take shifts with
Joseph. After a week Blake pretty much had to live at the lab. Something
in the chemical cocktail had created a secondary effect - Joseph had
somehow imprinted on Blake. While Joseph would have sex with any of the
others, he actually needed to be with Blake... every day... at least once
a day and preferably two or three times. If he didn't get enough of Blake
it was like he was being tortured, his vital signs would drop, and he'd
curl into a ball and sob. This lasted for three full months, then one day
after a fierce love making session, Joseph looked up at Blake, with very
normal, big brown eyes and told him that he loved him.

Since that day, Joseph has been very functional. Oh, he still needs to
have sex several times a day and it still needs to be Blake at least most
of the time but in between he's absolutely brilliant. Joseph graduated
college, grad school and is now working on his doctorate in chemistry.
He's truly gifted with a slight disability that gives Blake the best sex
life a man could ever want.

They had isolated what caused the reaction and so far believed the mix to
be very rare. In the thousands of subjects they had processed in the last
almost seven years there had never been another like Joseph. The
condition was given the name 'Beta', describing that perfect mix of DNA
and body chemistry that takes the 'Blue Passion' product and turns it
into something totally different.


*   Scene 2   *

Blake wrapped up the call with the Ranch feeling good. They were a sister
organization that took care of Lab subjects once they no longer served a
need at the Lab and couldn't be used elsewhere. With the Lab's help,
guidance, and drugs, it was one of the most popular, and successful whore
houses in Nevada. They had the prettiest, most enthusiastic boys who were
extremely well trained in how to take care of men and very excited to do
so. Some subjects could work in Porn and in the Lab's own on-line
productions but the Lab was a little too black market for most of the big
houses. They worked the small independents that didn't have the paper
trail and hadn't become too respectable. A number of subjects were also
able to return to a normal life if they wanted, many chose to stay and
work with the Lab or one if its affiliates. The boys just couldn't give
up the culture and open sex they got at the Lab. Oh and there were some
sad cases, a few, that just didn't make it.

Bing. "Joseph, please let me know when Tony's here and you're free."

"Yes Sir," Joseph responded.

Tony was a good kid. One of the repurposed. He'd been a test subject for
topical pheromones and aphrodisiacs. The personal impact to Tony wasn't
too bad since he was gay and really got into the experiments. He was a
natural and even without any products would drop for any good looking guy
that took his fancy. Fortunately for Blake, he also was very good at
being a substitute assistant for Joseph. He would also be one of the
first to volunteer if Joseph ever needed a snack. Tony still had that
'twink' look but with his Latin blood, it frankly just made him hotter.

Knock, Knock. The door opened a crack. "Are you ready for me sir?" Joseph
asked.

"Absolutely, come on in," Blake said as he headed to his 'private
office'. A set up he'd put in when Joseph was in his 'delicate' period as
they called it. A full bedroom suite and bath that let him stay at the
Lab and enjoy the benefits thereof.

Blake had just reached the door and grasped the handle when he turned to
watch Joseph enter. God he was beautiful, so athletic and graceful. Blake
thought to himself. Joseph stripped as he walked. By the time he reached
Blake's desk he was completely naked. Joseph jumped up, lay back and
spread his legs wide, exposing his tight pink hole that Blake knew so
intimately.

"Ready are you?" Blake laughed as he walked back to the desk.

"For you, always..." Joseph looked up at Blake with total adoration and
lust.

"Not here stud. Let's go into the bedroom. I want to take my time and
enjoy your fine wares." Blake reached his hand out to Joseph and pulled
him forward as he sat up. Blake put his hand to Joseph's cheek, leaned
forward and kissed him gently, savoring the taste of his lips and his
tongue. Blake then led Joseph to his private rooms and the large king-
sized bed waiting for them.

Joseph reached up from where he knelt on the bed and loosened Blake's
tie, then pulled out his shirt from his pants, sliding his hands up
Blake's muscular stomach to find his nipples. Joseph started rubbing and
tweaking Blake's nibs while Blake finished removing his tie and shirt. As
soon as Blake's chest was bare, Joseph leaned forward taking Blake's
nipple in his mouth, while his hands unfastened the belt and clasp
holding up Blake's slacks. They quickly tumbled to the floor and Joseph
moved his mouth down to the bulge pushing Blake's briefs away from his
body. Joseph ran his mouth up and down the shaft of Blake's hard cock
pushing against the fabric, while his hands slid up Blake's legs finding
their way underneath the snug bikini briefs.

By this point Blake was breathing hard and had already kicked off his
shoes and the slacks that were entangling his feet. He reached down and
started running his hands up and down Joseph's muscular tanned back,
admiring the view and appreciating the glimpse of Joseph's round ass.

Blake gasped as Joseph removed his cock from the confines of his briefs
and took him deep into his mouth in one motion. As far as Blake was
concerned, no one gave as good a blow job as Joseph. His tongue and mouth
worked magic, sucking, biting and licking while he slid the briefs down
Blake's muscular legs.

Joseph took in the velvety smooth head of Blake's cock, savoring the
sweet taste of his pre-cum, then reached between Blake's legs, cupping
and squeezing his heavy balls. Ever so gently, Joseph wrapped his finger
and thumb around the base of Blake's balls and pulled them away from his
body, gently squeezing and tugging while taking Blake's engorged 9 1/2"
cock deep into his throat.

"Joseph, please, not so fast, I'll shoot too soon," Blake rasped as
Joseph worked back and forth on his hard thick cock, taking him all the
way to his pubes then out again, sucking extra hard on his glans with
each thrust."

"I'm hungry Blake." Was all Joseph said before his other hand reached up
and started teasing Blake's pink hole. Joseph pulled back and squeezed
some fluid out of Blake's cock, coating his finger then went back to his
deep throat sucking, his lubed finger now gently sliding in and out of
Blake's hole and his other hand still pulling and squeezing on Blake's
balls. Joseph slid his finger in Blake's hole more forcefully getting
farther and farther into that hot, tight channel. Then Joseph found the
sweet spot and smiled around Blake's pulsing cock. He looked up into
Blake's eyes and was very pleased to see the dazed look on his face.
Joseph intensified his efforts, squeezing harder, sucking harder and used
his finger ruthlessly in Blake's ass, rubbing and pushing on his
prostate. Joseph felt Blake stiffen but showed no mercy, this is what he
wanted.

"Fuck!" Blake exclaimed as his body exploded deep in Joseph's throat.
Stream, after hot stream, shot into Joseph's hungry mouth and he
continued to suck, continued to squeeze and pull on Blake's balls and
worked his prostate. Joseph didn't let a single drop escape.

"Please Joseph, it's too intense, please stop," Blake begged, but Joseph
didn't stop, he continued sucking, squeezing and rubbing.  Blake was
having trouble catching his breath and then he felt it building again.

"Mmmmm," Joseph said around Blake's still hard and throbbing cock. He
pulled Blake's balls farther away from his body, squeezing and releasing,
squeezing and releasing, then he slid two more fingers into his ass so he
could apply more pressure to the already sensitive prostate.

"Aaaahhhh!" Blake screamed as he shot another load into Joseph's hot
mouth. It was even more intense than the first and felt like the orgasm
was coming from his very core giving up every bit of cum he had left.
Blake felt like his cock wouldn't stop shooting. Again Joseph sucked deep
and hard, taking in every drop, not letting up.

Blake felt his head spinning, the world was going dark and the orgasm
wouldn't stop. Just when he thought he would black out... Joseph slowly
eased his attention, releasing Blake's balls and gently sliding his
fingers back out of Blake's ravaged hole. Joseph gently slid back letting
Blake's still hard cock gently glide past his lips and tongue. Joseph
tipped his tongue so the point pushed along the base of Blake's cock as
it withdrew, sending chills up Blake's spine and causing his body to
tremble.

Joseph guided Blake down to the bed turning him over on his back. He
moved up straddling Blake, gently kissing his nipples, tweaking the nibs
with his tongue making them hard and causing Blake to moan before moving
in for a slow and passionate kiss. He parted Blake's lips with his tongue
then forced open his mouth, exploring the dark wet cavity as if Blake had
some hidden treasure Joseph could retrieve.

The world had stopped spinning and Blake felt his body relax into the
bed, enjoying the feel and taste of Joseph as he kissed and explored his
mouth. Blake's breath caught as he felt Joseph begin sliding his butt
crack up and down Blake's still hard cock. Blake wanted to protest, to
tell Joseph to stop but Joseph still had full control of his mouth and at
some point had taken both Blake's arms and had them pinned above his
head. Joseph's feet were pushing apart Blake's thighs as Joseph's body
continued to rub up and down against him. Blake felt trapped, Joseph had
grown so strong and had him pinned so Blake could do nothing. Then, Blake
did gasp into Joseph's mouth as Joseph slid his own hot, tight hole down
on the very sensitive head of Blake's cock. He felt the folds part, felt
the heat of Joseph's body as it sucked in his abused manhood.

Joseph sucked Blake's tongue into his own mouth pulling and sucking as
his ass sucked in the remainder of Blake's cock. The kissing was
passionate, forceful and Blake felt lost in the sensations of his own
body - then Joseph was moving up and down on his cock, squeezing each
time he went up and descending deeper and harder each time. The kissing
didn't stop but Joseph's tempo became almost frantic as he rode Blake
hard and fast. Joseph sat back, exposing his beautiful upper body, the
well-developed arms and pecs, accentuated by two beautiful erect brown
nipples. Blake was mesmerized watching Joseph's washboard abs, stretch
and flex as he rode, his own thick hard cock leaking a steady stream of
beautiful clear pre-cum. Joseph had released Blake's arms so he took the
opportunity and reached down and took that thick hard cock in his hand
and started squeezing and stroking while his other hand found one of
those pert hard nipples, squeezing, and pulling it to the sound of
Joseph's own moans.

Blake tried to concentrate on Joseph but it was getting harder and harder
to keep the rhythm and to his own amazement, he felt his climax beginning
again. Joseph looked down at Blake and smiled, riding harder and faster,
still squeezing Blake with each upward movement. Blake let go of Joseph
and grabbed the sheets to his sides with either hand and then erupted
deep inside Joseph's hot body. Joseph slowed his movement, milking the
last bits out of Blake's cock. Gently, Joseph slid off Blake, still
straddling him he gradually moved up so the tip of his cock was brushing
Blake's lips.

"Do you want it?" Joseph teased, flexing his hips, making his cock rub
across Blake's lips.

"God! You know I do," Blake responded.

Joseph reached his hand around to his ass and ran his fingers along his
lubed man cunt and then brought them to his lips, licking the sweet cum
slowly off each finger. "It's really good, Blake. Do you want it?"

"Please Joseph ..." was all Blake got out before Joseph moved up and
pressed his hot, wet hole down on Blake's mouth. Blake wasted no time in
opening and exploring the hot ass, he had just fucked. The taste of his
own cum and Joseph together was so hot, so erotic and feeling Joseph
squirm and writhe above him was so erotic. When he was sure there was no
more to lap up, Blake gently guided Joseph's hips back so he could start
working on his heavily loaded balls, then gradually moved him further to
start licking at the base and then up the shaft of his hard cock. He
liked running his tongue up the ridge on the underside, finding that
sweet soft spot where the skin gathered at the base of Joseph's glans.

Then Blake took Joseph fully into his mouth, savoring the taste of him,
the velvety smooth texture, the ridge of his head as it slid into his
mouth. The more he tasted, the more he wanted him deep in his mouth.
Blake flipped Joseph on to his back and took his cock deep, all the way
to his pubes, so while buried in his mouth, the tip of his tongue could
tickle Joseph's balls. Joseph gasped, letting Blake know his efforts were
appreciated. It had taken practice, but Blake could easily deepthroat
Joseph and give him the intense pleasure that Joseph delivered to Blake.
Though Blake was longer and thicker than Joseph, Joseph had never
struggled to take Blake deep - perhaps it was the initial drugs or just
innate talent - but what came so naturally from the start with Joseph,
Blake worked hard for with sheer determination. It wasn't too long before
he knew Joseph was close. The years together had enabled him to read
Joseph like a book and he sucked harder and deeper, sliding his hand up
to squeeze Joseph's balls.

"Don't stop! Don't stop!" Joseph screamed. Then exploded, shooting hot
streams of his sweet cream down Blake's throat. There was so much, Blake
swallowed and swallowed and sucked trying to manage the copious amounts
of boy cum erupting from Joseph's hard cock. Blake knew Joseph was done
but he had to lick and suck more, he was hoping for just one more drop.
Joseph's cum was precious and oh so delicious, Blake thought he would
never get enough.

Joseph reached his hands down, cupping Blake's chin and face and guided
him up for a kiss. "You are wonderful Blake. I would do anything for
you," Joseph said kissing Blake. "I love you."

"I love you too Joey." Blake said has he wrapped Joseph in an almost
desperately tight hug.

"Why don't you get a quick shower while I straighten up? You've got about
35 minutes until you need to be at the Blue lab for your production
inspection," Joseph said as he climbed off the bed.


*   Scene 3   *

Blake was just checking his reflection in the mirror when Joseph stepped
out of the shower. Blake adjusted his tie and admired Joseph's lean
muscular form reflected in the mirror.

"Joseph, would you be willing to do the inspection of the new subjects
with me tomorrow? I know it isn't a sure bet, but with the last three,
you were able to validate placement and gave us insights that the tests
couldn't," Blake asked.

"Sure, if you want me to. I don't know how I can tell or if it will work
on these guys... but I just knew what they wanted and what they'd be good
at as soon as I touched them. It's sort of freaky and scary at the same
time. That's never happened before when I touched someone," Joseph said
hesitantly.

"If it works, great, if not, nothing lost. Would you mind coming along
with me to the milking lab beforehand? Dr. Wakahisa asked me to tour the
remodeled milking room and see some of the new equipment they've
installed. He wants me there at 7:30 before the milkers are brought in
and we don't meet with Max until 9:00."

"Do I have to?" Joseph asked in a quiet voice.

"Why? Is something wrong?" Blake turned and looked at Joseph who was
studiously drying an already dry leg.

"No, but it makes me uncomfortable. I don't like seeing them in pain or
hurt." Joseph looked up with sad eyes.

"Joseph, Joseph. Then you really do need to come with me. They aren't
being hurt and the equipment is designed to bring pleasure. Perhaps it's
a bit sterile and cold looking, but I assure you the milkers are some of
our happiest and most contented subjects," Blake assured.

"But they don't live long, do they?" Joseph asked, giving Blake a look
that dared him to deny it.

"No, not always. But perhaps we can introduce you to Darryl. He's been a
milker for almost 5 years. And we're working on ways to improve that."

"I guess not seeing won't let me deny it. If it is important to you then
yes, I'll go."

Blake took Joseph in his arms and held him tightly. "Joseph, I wouldn't
do anything that would hurt you. I promise."

END Chapter 1


Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed the story. The LAB is a
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