Date: Fri, 20 May 2011 10:44:56 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Tickle Machine, Part One" by Jay Roberts    Gay Sci Fi/Fantasy

+++I know tickling is an activity associated with young people, but this
story is only for young people over the age of 18.  Please obey the
author's request and leave if you are younger than that OR YOUR PEE PEE
WILL FALL OFF!!!


Professor Marius Wanapecker is our Uni's most prized asset.  In spite of
his eccentricities, he is nationally renown for his inventions.  Most are
secret, but you may know of the VT (voice tester).  This machine takes in
the replies during an interview and rates the truthfulness on a red LED
window from one to ten.  The machine has software that establishes a base
for the voice and then identifies any pitch, volume or tension in the
voice.  It is generally used for interviews and question of terrorists and
some civilians have bought them to question their lovers as to where they
have been up to three AM.

As Prof's student helper I am privy to his latest effort.  He had been
commissioned (by a government entity that must remain unnamed) to create a
method of assassination that would produce a natural death.  This is spooky
stuff.

"Jeff!" He called in his croaky voice from the other side of the commodious
laboratory, "I finished it!  It's ready for testing and that's your job."

"It" was an ordinary ball point pen.  The Prof has lost it, I thought,
looking at his eighty year old craggy face, wild hair and pipe ash speckled
vest.

"Ha, I see your incredulous look.  Let me give you a small demonstration."

He held the pen in his hand, no attempt to point it and press a button.  My
whole body felt like it was being caressed and slightly stimulated.

"You're smiling.  I see you felt the effect of one click.  Should anyone
use this and click ten times, the victim would suffer a blood storm in the
heart that would result in death.  Death by this method can and has
affected young athletes and old men.  An examination after death will
confirm an unexpected and natural form of death."

Diabolical eh?

He giggled.  He's lost it, absolutely.

Seeing my expression, he explained that the device produces an effect on
the brain as if he was being tickled.  "Tickling is fun, but if carried too
far, it's torture and then death."  He said, pleased with himself.

"A tickle machine," I said.

He frown.  "Perhaps, but I call it the BPS, brain performance stimulator."

"Isn't that an oil company?"

He ignored me.  "It's your job to test this.  Recruit three students."

"You have to offer money, students don't like to leave their beer drinking
for being the subject of experiments."

"I see.  Well we have a large discretionary fund, shall we say $300."

I thought to myself that I was thinking of $50, for $300 I can test them
and fuck them."

I put up a notice in the three dormitories.  I skipped the fraternities,
these kids were two rich to be tempted.

On the day for interviews, only ten students showed up.  I only needed
three so I could be picky.  Picky how?  They had to be cute.

It fell naturally, the elimination.  Six of the young men were either two
homely, or asked weird questions, like "There isn't any piercing involved"
or "I don't want to be naked".  The ones that said the naked thing were the
kind of fatties or had grotesque physiques.  After all, if I have to do
this, I might as well enjoy it.

The tests themselves were scheduled at two hour intervals on the following
Saturday.  My first victim, er volunteer was Jeff.

Jimmy was one of those 20 year olds who looked fourteen.  He was only about
5'4" of darlingness with wide innocent eyes under a tumble of reddish
bangs.  His little mouth barely opened to say, "I a little scared, but I
trust you,"

I think he more than trusted me.  I think he was in lust for me.  I could
tell the way his big eyes raked up and down my body, trying to see my
package each time my long lab coat parted.

He sat on the edge of the examining table waiting for my directions, taking
in my curly blond hair and handsome face.

"Jimmy, nothing we do today will hurt of leave any lasting effect.  It
should be fun and of course profitable (referring to the fee).  He smiled
charmingly showing small white teeth.  What a babe!

"Remove your clothing."

He really started.  "You never told us that we had to do that."

"Trust, but you look really nice in your clothes and you should be proud of
your body."

This naked thing was my idea, but any one in a lab coat can get someone to
do things they would do had I been in my usual shorts and tee shirt.

He pulled his tee shirt over his hair causing his bangs to expose his
perfect forehead for a moment before they bounced back.  He had a smooth,
lovely upper body with a flat chest.  This boy was no joke, but it was
sweet.  Next came his shorts and he kicked his slides off.  Now he sat
there with his light blue waven underwear shorts, his scrumptious smooth
legs hanging and his bulging crotch pulled tight.

I pretended to get busy on the other side of the room and called over my
shoulder: "Everything off."

I turned just as his underwear was getting pulled down.  Wow, the baby boy
was hung.  His 1/4 hard cock was half laying on one smooth white hip.  I
wish I had a camera.

He looked at me questioningly.  "What's next?  A lap dance?"

I laughed and gently pushed him down so that he was lying on his back.

"The test begins now."

I took the pen out and set it for position number one.  I clicked it.  He
looked puzzled for a moment, then the corners of his lips turned up and his
cock completed its rise.  This was a pleasantly happy boy.  I made notes on
my clipboard and then leaned over him.

"Are you comfortable?"

He pursed his lips.  "Kiss me."

It was for science, right.  I leaned down and put my lips against his
surprisingly warm ones and waited for his reaction.  Wow, his slim arms
flew up around my neck and he pulled me down into a heavy kiss that lasted
exactly 32 seconds according to the timer on the wall.

As I was beginning to pull away, his tongue pushed out and he licked my
lips and somehow my tongue came out and we flicked each other's tongue
until the two of us were gasping with excitement.

Finally my cooler scientific head ruled and I pulled away.  His wet lips
looked sexy and his eyes pleaded with me to resume.  As long as he was so
happy, I decided to ramp things up.  I moved to p0sion #2.  The effect was
immediate.  His pale baby skin body turned scarlet and began wriggling
around.  You could say that he was tickled pink!!

He began a cute chucle in his throat and now his prick was hard and
shaking.  He clutched my shoulder with a death grip.  This boy was getting
uppity.  "You gotta suck me off, right now, I am in pain."

Now I am a semi medical man and the oath to do no harm applied a bit to me.
If he was rescued from drowning I would offer Artificial Respiration.  If
he was choking on a bone, I would give that chest pressure.  So self
convinced, I leaned down and took his rigid cock into my mouth.  Now I had
a bone in my mouth, hah.  He was still thrashing around but also moaning in
pleasure.

"It's going to spit," he said.  Sure enough my mouth was filled with
fragrant boy cum in the next minute.  When he had finally stopped shooting,
he grab my arm.  "Oh Jeff, that was excellent, I feel really good."

"Glad you liked it. Now I have to turn off the stimulation."

He looked crestfallen.  "Can't I have a little more.  I think I can cum
again."

"No pal, this is it."

I wiped him with a warm towel, like a barber.  He dressed and stood before
me.  "Jeff, maybe you should take the fee.""I'm not allowed.  Here's your
envelop."  .  I sat down heavily on the only comfortable chair and closed
my eyes.  I thought that if the next two volunteer sessions were as
intense, I'd never live out the day.

I looked at the clipboard.  The next boy was big Bobby.  A knock.  "Come
in,"

He was early but looked better than I remembered him.

I wasted no time.  "Bobby, get naked and get on your back on the examining
table."

My bossy voice seemed to affect him.  His eyes closed slightly and he
reddened, but he got naked quickly and lay waiting.


End of Part One