Cock Locked

Cock Locked Chapter 1

Testing The New Cock-Lock®

by

Randy MacAnus

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Prologue

Notice:

Request for Test Program Proposal

Wank Industries has developed a new electronic cock cage. The cage was designed to be used on repeat sex offenders, on a voluntary basis, as a low cost alternative to long prison terms. However, it has come to the attention of the company that there could be other uses, that the public doesn't need to know about.

The cage has a number of unique features:

1. An electronic lock, with no key. It can only be released with the right code, via a smart phone app, using NFC. (Near Field Communication). Lock release is not possible remotely. This eliminates release through remote hacking.

2. The lock can also be set as a time lock. Once set, the time can only be adjusted for a longer period of time, not shorter. There is no manual override to this feature. Manual release through NFC is disabled. Time to automatic unlock can be set anywhere between 1 day and five years...But if the battery runs out, the cage can never be removed.

3. Battery life is six years, provided there is not excessive use of the shock feature. Battery can be recharged through NFC with the proper code, provided it has not already died. There is no way to replace or recharge a dead battery. There is no battery level indicator on the cage. Low battery is indicated on the app which is only visible to the person with control of the cage. The wearer will become aware of the low battery, through progressively more frequent shocks to the genitals, with increasing intensity. Test subjects should not be informed that recharging is possible. We want to know their reactions to what they believe to be a device that can't be recharged.

4. The shock feature can be activated from the app through a satellite data connection. A shock can be administered to the genitals with the right code, from anywhere in the world. Shock level can be varied between level 1 and level 11.

5. Built-in GPS transmits location to the smart phone app through satellite data connection once per minute. App can be set to automatically apply a shock, if the wearer leaves a programmed approved area. The area can be as small as 100 square feet, or as large as ten square miles. A temporary approved area can be programmed for a specific length of time in the app. When the time expires, if the wearer is outside the normal approved area, shocks are automatically administered to the genitals, once every five minutes, until the wearer returns to the regular approved area.

   Physical Features

   1. The locking mechanism locks to the scrotum, keeping the testicles below. The only way to remove the cage, without the app and code, or after the battery is dead, is to cut the wearer's balls off.

   2. The entire device is made of surgical stainless steel. Cutting through it without destroying the wearer's genitals is impossible. The electronics are built primarily into the locking collar, which has the thickness to accommodate the advanced features, and also acts as a heat sink.

   3. The prototype cage has protrusions which are designed to cause the wearer pain, anytime his cock begins to harden. To avoid infection, the protrusions do not break the skin. The intent is to train the cock to remain soft at all times. The long-term effectiveness of this feature needs to be tested.

   4. As the device is meant to be worn for very long periods of time, the cage is designed to allow soap and water to flow freely underneath, to maintain cleanliness.

Call for Testing Proposals

It has been decided that an extensive five year test program needs to be conducted prior to the existence of the device being made public.

Wank Industries is therefore seeking a University partner, to design, develop, and implement this test program. The program will test the viability of the device, and explore a variety of potential uses.

Wank Industries believes the ideal test subjects will be straight college freshmen, as the overwhelming percentage of sex offenders are straight males and relatively young. Test subjects should be aged 18 to 19 at the start of testing, as this is when a man is at his sexual peak. It is also when he can first legally sign a contract that isn't co-signed by a guardian.

Send testing proposals to Wank Industries. Deadline is June 1st. We want the program up and running at the start of the school year. 100% of funding for the test program will be provided by Wank Industries. Absolute secrecy must be maintained!

Chapter 1

As he read the notice, Professor Heinrich Schtupp's imagination ran wild with the possibilities. And his cock grew hard as a rock! He grabbed the notice and went immediately to the office of the University President. President Peter Putz had the same reaction. These two men had spent decades teaching hot young college boys. But as the years rolled by, it had become much more difficult to find young men who were willing to satisfy their needs.

The idea of hot young straight boys locked in chastity for years at a time, whose only faint hope of orgasm would be to get fucked in the ass, was a wet dream come true!

But while he wasn't going to mention it to President Putz, Professor Schtupp knew there was also the potential for lucrative side hustles, if he structured the test program in the right way. And he would be able to use the same test subjects for other research he was already working on. And Wank Industries would be providing the much needed funding!

Professor Schtupp didn't even have to sell the test program to the President. Once Putz read the notice, he looked up at Schtupp and grinned. They were going for it! It only took a couple of weeks for Professor Schtupp to put together the test program proposal. He got it in well before the deadline.

Once submitted, there would be a wait until the deadline. During that time, President Putz called him in for a conference.

"How are you going to recruit straight college freshmen? Getting them to get their dicks locked up for one to five years is going to be a problem. And we are going to want to lock up the hottest ones."

Professor Schtupp kept a straight face, but had a knowing twinkle in his eye.

"I do have a plan, but the University will need to cooperate. I'm going to need access to the files of incoming Freshmen, complete with photos and physical statistics. I have also included a budget for private investigators to check out potential participants before they know anything about the program."

Schtupp continued, "The best candidates will be boys who qualify for full ride academic scholarships and desperately need them. We tell the hottest boys that while they have qualified for scholarships, the University budget doesn't permit providing room & board to all who qualify. Then we offer these boys a private on-campus studio apartment. We can use the ones that were built for graduate students, who are to be Teaching Assistants. We have a few more of those apartments than we need."

"But how does that help us get into their pants?"

"The catch is, they have to participate in the program to qualify for the apartments. We also give them a monthly stipend for incidentals, and a cafeteria pass. Wank Industries is covering all expenses, so that won't show up in the University budget."

But why apartments? We usually require Freshmen to live in the dorms."

The professor pointed out, "No one is going to want to risk having the cage seen when they walk down the hall to the showers. Plus, if they have a roommate, the cage will get discovered sooner or later. We don't want that any more than the boys do. This needs to be a top secret project. Wank Industries made that quite clear. And, let's face it. You and I want it to be top secret as well."

President Putz grinned, then asked, "We're not going to be able to get top jocks. They already have sports scholarships. So how do we get really hot guys?"

"We pick boys who didn't participate in the major high school sports, like Football. The jocks with sports scholarships would figure to be sexually experienced, and would be harder to manipulate. They would know too much and would miss the women too much. We take good looking guys who were swimmers, or wrestlers, or gymnasts, if we can find some straight ones. And we'll probably want to focus on nerds who don't look like nerds. We look for the ones who want to major in math, science or engineering. They usually lack social skills, and figure to be virgins. And Wank Industries will pick up the cost of the housing, cafeteria pass, and stipend."

"So how do we reliably get them to put out?"

"We give them a taste, at the beginning. We have a two week orientation, that requires them to take it in the ass every other day, so they can see if that would work for them, when they're desperate to get their rocks off. We can make sure they cum, and we get them comfortable with penetration. A lot of boys will refuse outright to do that. We disqualify them from the program. We take the boys that are desperate enough for the free housing to try it. Those are the ones we can manipulate."

"How will you get the boys to agree to the orientation, if it requires taking it up the ass? And how are you going to make them cum if their dicks are locked up? Even with major prostate stimulation, that's really difficult."

"We're talking about 18 year olds. They are at the peak of their sexual power. We make the contract long, complex, and air tight. Most won't read past the first page or two, before they sign. Once they've signed, and are locked away in chastity at the test center, we inform them of their obligations. And when they complain, we look shocked that they didn't read the whole contract. It should be fun watching them realize the position they've put themselves in! As far as making them cum, one of my studies is for a new drug. It turns out the drug doesn't work as intended. It does, however make the prostate super sensitive. Butt sex provided by experienced men like us should get them off, no problem."

"We're going to miss out on some really hot boys."

"Odds are we'll only wind up with maybe two or three in the beginning. But some may come back to us and re-apply once they've had a taste of working full time and going to school."

"Sounds promising. When do you expect to hear back on our application to Wank Industries?"

"They'll let the Universities who made proposals know their decision next Monday."

*************

The next Monday:

"They awarded us the test program," the professor texted to President Putz, "They will wire us $250,000 as soon as we have an account established for the program."

Professor Schtupp had already been going through the files of incoming freshmen. There were over 500 with full ride academic scholarships. Of those, 156 had been high school athletes, in sports that didn't qualify for athletic scholarships. Most had built excellent muscle tone and definition, though not bulk, as their sports didn't require that. Twenty six of those were majoring in engineering or the hard sciences. And fifteen of those came from families that could not afford to provide any financial support.

Of the fifteen, five had psychological profiles that made them prime candidates. They all came from very strict family backgrounds, and appeared to have developed into naturally obedient young men.
All were very smart, but the profiles developed from reports by the private investigators indicated they were incredibly naive and easily manipulated. All were virgins, and likely to remain that way until they met some aggressive woman to take charge of them.

Professor Schtupp had the head of the computer science department assign a couple of gay grad students to hack into the boys' personal computers. All five candidates had good protection on their personal laptops, but the grad students were exceptional hackers, and able to gain full access.

None of the five had any history of browsing gay websites, but all had visited sites that specialized in dominant women. The running theme that seemed to get these boys turned on, was humiliation and submission. Three of the boys had actually watched videos where the men were butt fucked by women wearing strap-ons. That was good and bad. They were clearly curious about anal, at least with women. But they were probably aware of the prostate, so manipulating them might be more difficult.

As long as Professor Schtupp had full access, he decided to have each boy recorded through his laptop camera, as the boy sat naked and playing with himself during the porn. The grad students also uploaded software onto the laptops that automatically recorded activity when more than one person was in range of the camera, or when multiple voices were heard, and streamed it back to Professor Schtupp. It was clear that none of these boys spoke about sex with anyone. Certainly not their parents.

The five boys had no siblings. None ever jacked off when their parents were home, clearly terrified of the consequences of being caught. But they all jacked off a lot! None seemed to have female friends. Each had one or two male friends who were as socially inept as they were. They mostly sat around playing video games. But unlike their friends (none of whom would be attending this University,) all five boys were very hot, in a muscle twink kind of way.

The five were all sent letters informing them of the change in their scholarship benefits, but offering them private apartments if they agreed to participate in a long-term test program. They were told nothing of the program in the letter, but were told there was an orientation. They needed to arrive on campus two weeks early to learn about the program, and decide whether they would participate. All of these boys were coming from out of state. Professor Schtupp's hope was they would arrive without their parents.

Two of the boys withdrew from the university, and chose to go to their local state colleges. That left three. With only three, Professor Schtupp was concerned they might not get any of them to sign up. He'd be relieved to have one, and thrilled to have two!

The three boys arrived two weeks before school. They were not allowed to meet each other. Each was given an apartment in separate graduate students' buildings. Schtupp hoped that experiencing the accommodations would encourage them to enter the program. And it worked! All three were thrilled. Of course they hadn't learned anything about the program yet.

The boys would receive their orientations separately. They would never meet each other, so they wouldn't be able to discuss their experiences. Best of all, none of the boys had their parents with them. Each had arrived in an old car, with all their stuff. They were clearly committed to attending the University. Whether they were committed enough to sign up for the program, remained to be seen.

The first candidate was Mark Swanson. He was of 100% Swedish stock. All four grandparents had come over from Sweden 50 years before. Mark was an only child, loved video games, and electrical engineering. He certainly loved his dick. The videos of him jacking off proved it. But his only knowledge of sex came from porn. He'd actually learned to jack off from porn, when he was sixteen. He was a late bloomer and his parts had not been functional before then.

Mark was 5 feet 8 inches tall, with golden blond hair, cobalt blue eyes, a beautifully defined smooth body, and a thick seven inch dick. Other than his own, the only hard dicks he'd seen were in porn videos, so he believed he was below average in that department, and very embarrassed about that. The only body hair he had was pubes, and they'd only filled out into a nice bush in the last year. He wouldn't have it for long. It would be removed to accommodate the cage. And since the cage was going to be on for at least a year, the only practical thing to do was remove his pubes permanently.

When he came to his orientation with Professor Schtupp, he raved about the apartment, and thanked the Professor profusely for the opportunity. He'd been accepted to seven colleges, but none of the others had offered a full scholarship. He would never have been able to go to college without one. He did have one question.

"Sir, is there any chance that as a result of this test program, I could get dead?"

Schtupp smiled and said, "No Mark. But you'll want to read the contract carefully. You will need to come here to the test center every day, and there are a lot of rules and restrictions. Plus, you need to sign this Non-disclosure agreement before you find out about the program. You can never discuss the experiment with anyone. Not even your parents."

"Not a problem. The future I want won't happen without this scholarship, and I can't afford the dorm fees. And I never discuss anything important with my parents anyway. I'll do whatever I have to do. Where do I sign?"

Schtupp was thrilled! The boy was a beauty, and incredibly naive! So they would have at least one fuck toy this year. The Professor slid the NDA and contract across the table, and again urged the boy to read it.

"Once you sign there's no going back. You will be committed to the program for at least one calendar year. Although if you commit to a longer period, you will receive a larger stipend."

The boy perked up.

"How large?"

"If you commit to two years, instead of $500 per month it will be $750. Three years and it will be $1,000. Four years, and it will be $1,500. Now keep in mind that even if you drop out of school, or flunk out, you will have to complete the program. Please note the blank line in the first paragraph, right before the word `years.' Write out the number you want to commit to, and initial in the box to the right of the paragraph."

There was nothing on the first page that said what the program was about, and the boy never looked beyond that. He wrote in `four' initialed, flipped to the last page of the forty page contract, and signed. The Notary, sitting quietly in the corner, then notarized the contract, and took it with him as he left the room. He had a smirk on his face that Mark didn't see.

Mark looked up with a smile on his face and asked, "What do I have to do? Is this like a drug trial or something?"

Professor Schtupp kept a straight face and said, "No, that's the kind of experiment that could kill you. But it will eliminate any kind of social life you might have had."

"I've never had a social life. I thought maybe I'd get one in college, but as long as I get my degree, I can live with that."

"Good. Follow me."

The boy followed into the examination suite. It consisted of a large exam room, and several rooms that were sound proofed and properly equipped for boy fucking. When they got to the main room, Mark was told to remove all of his clothes, and place them in the drawer labeled with his first name. He reluctantly did so, thinking that perhaps he should have asked what he would actually have to do.

Once he was naked, Mark was led over to an area along the wall that had chains and cuffs hanging from a large square steel frame. His wrists and ankles were cuffed and the chains pulled tight. He was now naked and spread-eagled though his feet did remain on the bottom of the frame. Mark had seen this in a couple of the porn videos he'd watched, but it had always been the girl who was restrained. Mark was starting to get worried. He didn't think he was going to be butt fucked or made to give a blow job. His back was toward the wall, and he was standing. His holes didn't seem to be available for that purpose.

So Mark bit his lower lip and didn't say anything. He'd signed the contract after all, and he didn't want to screw up his chance at an education. Once in position, the professor turned on a machine that made a humming noise, picked up a device that was attached to the machine, and began running the device over his helpless naked body. Mark went rigid at first.

"Remain relaxed, Mark. This won't hurt. You'll feel a warm sensation, but not pain."

So Mark relaxed, as the device slowly made its way up the left side of his body. It was run all around his left leg, skipping his junk, then continued over his chest, neck and face. It came back down the right side until it had warmed up everything on the front of his body, except his crotch.

The square frame that held his chains then was rotated, so that the device could be run over the back of his neck, his back, his butt (including his butt crack) then down each leg again. He didn't understand what was happening, but it did warm him. Mark was then returned to a front facing position. The professor set down the device and picked up a red rubber ball with leather straps coming out of it.

"Open your mouth."

Mark wasn't sure about this, but he had spent his entire life automatically obeying the adult authority figures he'd encountered. So he opened his mouth. The ball gag was seated between his teeth, and the straps were locked behind his head. He hadn't realized what it was for until it was in his mouth. A muffled `mmphf' made its way around the ball in protest, but Schtupp ignored it.

"I see you're confused. For purposes of this experiment, we need to have your body, neck, and face devoid of hair. As you will be in the program for four years, it's just more practical to remove as much as possible permanently. I know you don't have hair anywhere but your pubes at this point, but that would likely change over the next four years. So we used this laser to kill as many nascent hair follicles on your body and face as we can. Most will never grow. The ones that do, we will remove when they appear. We are leaving the hair on your head, and your eyebrows. They won't interfere in the experiment."

"I'm about to remove your pubes, so you've been gagged for two reasons. It's a tender area, so this will be more uncomfortable for you. And boys have an automatic tendency to protect that area, and object to the removal. A hairless crotch is actually a good thing for your sex life. Girls will be much more likely to give you a blow job, if they don't have to worry about getting pubes stuck in their teeth."

Mark was now hyperventilating. What the heck had he signed up for?

"I'm going to give you an injection to relax you. You may otherwise have a tendency to move abruptly during the removal. That could cause damage to your genitals."

The shot was actually the drug that would sharply increase the sensitivity of Mark's prostate. There was a sedative mixed in as well. The boy wouldn't question what he was receiving and would remain relaxed. Once the shot had been administered, Schtupp lazed off the pubic hair. Mark's body and face were now completely smooth.

Mark was moaning into the ball gag over the loss of his cute little bush. He was about to lose something much more important to him. The boy had his eyes closed and his chin was on his chest, thanks to the sedative. He had a vague awareness of cold around his junk. It continued, and he became curious enough to open his eyes. Just then there was a loud click, as his new cock cage was locked into place.

"Wha' the heck is that?" It was a mumble, but it was clear what he asked.

"This is what you're here for. You will be testing this brand new chastity device for the next four years. There is no way to remove it until the four years are up. You will not be able to have sex that requires you to penetrate someone, and you will not be able to jack off for the next four years. This is why I warned you to read the contract in full."

Mark's eyes went wide with panic and he began to scream into the ball gag. But he ran out of energy quickly due to the sedative.

"The good news is, there is one way for you to receive sexual stimulation. Well, not ideal news, perhaps, but we think you will find it better than nothing, once you get used to it. There is a gland up your butthole called the prostate. Getting fucked in the ass will stimulate it. And next to the head of your dick, it's the most sexually sensitive place in the male body. Women don't have one."

Mark was a little woozy from the sedative, but he heard and understood every word. He moaned and tried to shake his head no, but as relaxed as he was, he wasn't sure if he'd succeeded--or if it would have mattered. After all, he'd signed the contract, and the steel thing couldn't be removed for four years!

"Now you won't cum every time you're fucked. In fact it will probably take multiple men to get you off, because of the cage. But it will always provide sexual stimulation. Over the course of the orientation, we should be able to figure out how much stimulation you need to achieve an orgasm. Your contract requires you to submit to butt fucking every other day for the orientation's full two weeks."

Mark was hyper-ventilating now. He wasn't gay! He liked women, fantasized about them! He didn't have any interest in dick, other than his own. Did the Professor think he was Gay?! Was this all a big mistake?!

"We know you're straight. Your classmates will never know about any of this. Neither will your parents. This is simply a practical way for you to participate in the program, and not go nuts because you can't nut. And if at the end of orientation, you believe you can make it through the four years without sexual stimulation, you will not be required to take any more cock. From that point on the choice will be yours. If you find you need relief, just let us know the day before, so we can have a man or men available to fuck you. Once orientation is over, if you never specifically ask to be fucked, you will not be fucked again."

Mark began to calm down a little. He wouldn't have any women in college. But realistically, he probably wouldn't have worked up the nerve to ask a girl to dance, let alone fuck. So he probably wasn't losing a social life. And college would not only be free, the four year stipend was probably three times what he needed. He could save the rest, to help start his life after school. And he only had to take dick for two weeks. After that, if he could do without, it wouldn't happen again. If he just had to have relief, there was an option. Not a good option, but probably better than nothing.

"Now we won't want the men who use your butt to be able to identify you, and they won't want you to be able to identify them. So you will wear a blindfold that covers your eyes during sex. You will be restrained during sex. This prevents you from removing the blindfold, and keeps you in the ideal position for prostate stimulation when having sex. Some boys will panic at the restraints, but the sedative should help you avoid that. And if you are relaxed there will be much less pain for you."

Mark kind of took all of that in. It all made sense. It actually sounded clinical and professional to him. This wouldn't be about love. He didn't have to be gay for this. Just submissive. And he'd been that all his life. Plus, clinical and professional were in the boy's wheelhouse. So Mark nodded. And Schtupp smiled.

Mark was released from his chains and taken to Fuck Room #1. He was collared and his wrists were attached to the back of the collar. His torso was strapped down to the hospital bed, and his legs were raised over his head, until his butthole was fully exposed. Then his legs were locked into place. Partly due to the sedative and partly due to the boy's submissive nature, he was compliant throughout. A two inch wide piece of duct tape was placed over his eyes.

The biggest problem, both physically and mentally was that his cock was trying to get hard in the cage. It was a physical problem because of the pain it was causing. It was a mental problem, because he figured it meant his dick liked the prospect of getting fucked! And that worried him. But there was nothing to be done about it at this point. Maybe he could work up the nerve to talk to Professor Schtupp about it later.

"Now, as we don't know yet how many men will be needed to get you off, we have several here. They understand that this is your first time, and will do their best to be gentle, and last as long as they can. They have also been told that once you cum, any remaining men will not be fucking you today, unless you ask for more. They will come back the day after tomorrow, and we will start with the men who don't have you today, on that occasion. The first man will relax your butthole with one finger and plenty of lube. As your sphincter relaxes, two fingers will be used, then three. After that, you will be entered by the man's cock. He will enter slowly and give your body time to adjust before beginning a proper fucking. Do you understand?"

Mark nodded. The ball gag was still in his mouth, so a verbal response was not expected or possible. Mark couldn't see anything. He couldn't see how many men were in the room. He couldn't see the video cameras that were recording everything. He couldn't see President Putz, naked below the waist, climb onto the foot of the bed and move toward him.

Schtupp had wisely decided that it was politically prudent to let the school president take each boy's anal cherry. And as Professor Schtupp's dick was bigger than President Putz', it was better for the boys that Schtupp go second. The Notary, also a lab assistant on the experiment, would be third. Forth and fifth would be the two grad students who had hacked the boys' computers. Sixth would be their professor, who had assigned them to the task.

With the drug in Mark's system sensitizing his prostate, Schtupp's guess was that it would take at most three men fucking him to get the boy off. But he really had no idea, so he wanted to be ready. And the six men were all rock hard in anticipation of the restrained naked teen's deflowering.

Even if they didn't all get to him today, they knew they would be plowing that tight little ass before the week was out. And unless the boy got off really fast, they could look forward to using him multiple times over the next two weeks! And that was assuming the other two boys didn't join the program. If those boys signed up, they would be plowing multiple teen boy twats for at least the next two weeks! There were six very happy and horny men in that room!

As the finger fucking finished, President Putz lined up his thick six inch rod with the helpless hole below him. It had been over two months since the sixty year old school president had some teen ass. So he figured he was way overdue for this! And seeing this pretty naked teen, bound, gagged, blindfolded, and ready for use had him ready to rock! No one knew it, but the man had an agenda. He wanted to get the boy off himself. That way, he'd be the only one who had him, when he took the boy's anal cherry. And if the other two joined the program he would want this cutie all to himself!

But Putz was simply too horny for his own good. Fifteen minutes into his pounding, Mark was moaning and humping back. The boy was clearly really close, but Putz just couldn't hold out any longer. He blew his load, filling the condom Schtupp required everyone to wear. Putz was frustrated, but not as frustrated as the boy! As Putz pulled out, Mark was moaning and trying to speak through the ball gag. Schtupp removed the gag so the boy could be understood.

"Oh gosh, please don't stop!! I'm almost there!! Please!!

Professor Schtupp asked the boy, as much for the video as for `permission.'

"Boy, are you saying you want another man to fuck you?"

"Yes!! Please!! I'm so close!! Don't stop!"

"Very well, but even if you finish quickly the man won't stop until he cums too. Do you understand?"

"Yes! Please hurry!"

So Schtupp mounted the beautiful helpless teen and impaled him with his seven inch cock. Mark moaned and kept saying `thank you' over and over. Schtupp had decided that now that the boy had asked for it on camera, there was no longer a need for the ball gag. The boy's moans and mumbling mewling were music to the Professor's ears! He pounded the boy's ass, concentrating on his hyper-sensitive prostate. He wanted the boy to cum quickly.

And he did! The boy blew his load all over his own face, just five minutes after Schtupp's entrance. About half of it landed in his mouth. Between the effects of the sedative, and the intensity of the prostate orgasm the newly turned-out teen swallowed without thinking. Schtupp grinned as he continued to pound away. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that he would completely own this hot little bitch!

Fifteen minutes later, Schtupp decided it was time to cum. The boy was back to humping and moaning again. He was getting close to a second orgasm, and the Professor wanted him to beg for a third fuck. So the man shot into the boy, and sure enough the boy wanted more.

"No! Don't stop now, please! I'm almost there again!"

After withdrawing and moving to the side of the bed, Schtupp asked the boy, "Are you saying you want a third man to fuck you, so maybe you can have a second orgasm?"

"Oh gosh yes!"

There was a very pleased look on the lab assistant/notary's face as he was next in line. His name was Arnold, and while he had a really nice fit body, he had a homely face, that Schtupp considered `adorkable'. He was a science nerd and socially awkward, so the girls at the school were immune to his feeble attempts at seduction. He was now a 22 year old grad student, and still a virgin when Schtupp approached him. It had not occurred to Arnold to try men. No man had ever flirted with him that he'd noticed, and he probably wouldn't have had any luck there, even if he'd tried.

He wouldn't have known what to do anyway. When Schtupp was putting the program together, he remembered Arnold as a student in one of his classes. Brilliant but socially awkward. He seemed a perfect choice, as the test subjects such as Mark were also science nerds. Schtupp figured Arnold would be someone they could relate to. Schtupp had convinced him that if he was going to fuck boys, he had to go through the experience of being fucked, or he wouldn't be any good at it.

Arnold had reluctantly agreed. But as it was his first actual sex, and Schtupp was really good and had given him the prostate stimulant, it was far and away the best orgasm of his life. He wound up spending the whole two months before orientation getting plowed by Schtupp. Schtupp also had him using a Fleshjack to learn to control his orgasms. That way he could last longer or cum quicker, depending on what was needed to manipulate the test subject. He also had the young man get certified as a Notary, so they wouldn't have to use someone who wasn't part of the project.

Arnold hadn't had much hope that today would be his day, so he was thrilled, hard and dripping when he climbed up onto the bed. He checked out the cute helpless and eager boy in front of him, and had to stop for a minute, to get his breathing and hormones under control. He didn't want to mess this up with an instant orgasm!

Mark was desperate and impatient. He moaned and said, "Please hurry! I'm starting to lose it!"

Arnold took a slow deep breath, moved forward, and entered his first boy twat. And it felt absolutely amazing! Arnold kept his breathing under control with effort, and kept his pace slow, until his approaching orgasm died down. Mark was begging to be fucked harder and faster, but Arnold had learned over the previous two months, that unless the top and bottom were both close, that might not be the best plan. Schtupp had demonstrated that to him. And he didn't want to let the other men down. He wanted to prove he could do this, or Schtupp might not let him do it again!

Once Arnold felt under control, he picked up the pace, much to the relief of the grateful, helpless straight boy he was fucking. After ten minutes of hard plowing, Mark went into auto-hump, and shortly after he blew load number three. Arnold slowed down, as he was getting very close himself. Adorkable Arnold just managed to control himself, and did not cum immediately.

As he got control back, he picked up the pace a little. He wanted to get the boy close before he came, so maybe he would ask for a fourth fuck. Unfortunately, the boy was exhausted and tapped out, and Arnold finally finished. For his first time as a top, he did remarkably well. Schtupp told him he was pleased with his efforts and would get more opportunities. Arnold was thrilled!

Mark was exhausted and out of it, but kept mumbling `thank you.' Schtupp gave the boy a passionate kiss, and the boy actually responded, though the Professor wasn't sure the boy was actually aware of what was happening. Schtupp decided there would be less sedative in his future injections. He didn't doubt that they now owned this kid. As Mark came down from his orgasmic high and regained some awareness, he confirmed that fact.

Mark shyly said, "Professor, would it be possible to do this every day, instead of every other day?"

The Professor smiled to himself. He was hoping for this, and had a ready answer.

"Well boy we could, but it might be a problem getting multiple men to come in every day. Gay men typically expect to receive a blow job after they've fucked a boy. You certainly enjoyed multiple orgasms. They do too. We would need to train you as a cocksucker if you want multiple men to want you. I know you're straight. And for that reason we don't require blow jobs in the contract. But if you want this to continue on a daily basis, you would have to learn to be an excellent cocksucker. We know you wouldn't be doing it because you love cock. It would simply be a practical solution to your needs."

Mark's blindfold was still on, so his eyes were not visible. Schtupp didn't have a clue how he was taking this information. But the boy was taking his time answering, so the Professor took that to be a hopeful sign.

"Would I need to start now?"

"Yes, absolutely. The sooner you have the skills, the sooner I'll be able to convince multiple men to fuck you regularly."

Mark thought for a couple of minutes, but finally said, "Okay. But do I have to swallow?"

"Some of the men will want you to swallow, others may want to cum on your face or body. Some will do a little of both."

"Ew!"

Schtupp laughed and said, "You'll be able to shower before you leave. As for swallowing, it's a little like hacking up a loogie and swallowing it. Maybe not your favorite treat, but it won't hurt you. Just make sure you get plenty of exercise to burn off the calories."

"I thought it was pure protein."

"That's what men tell women to get them to swallow. And most men actually believe what they're saying. But it's almost pure fat, and about 300 calories a shot. We have an indoor swimming pool in this facility. You're going to want to exercise daily so you remain desirable to the men helping you out. So the swimming will burn the calories and help you retain muscle tone."

"Will other people be in the pool? They'd see the steel thing through the suit."

"You'll be the only one in the pool when you swim. And since that's the case, you shouldn't mind swimming naked. We need to keep an eye on the cage to see how it's doing."

"People will be watching me swim naked?"

"Of course! We can't have you drowning. Besides, this is long-term testing of the device. We have to watch as much as possible."

"Oh... Okay. Do I stay on the bed like this for the blowjobs, or what?"

Schtupp's grin ran ear to ear. Mark couldn't see it of course, with the blindfold on. But everyone in the room was a happy camper. They'd get everything they wanted from this cute horny teen!

"No. You will be restrained, but you'll be on your knees, with your wrists connected to your ankles. The gay men who've interviewed to help us, tell us that's hot. And they want to be in complete control of the encounter, so they don't want you holding their cocks with your hand."

"Oh. Okay, I guess. Will I need to learn to deep throat the way the women do in porn?"

"Yes. But not right away. We'll go a little deeper each time, so you can get used to it and learn the techniques."

"Thank you."

"I'm going to release your legs now, and give you a couple of minutes to stretch them out."

Once the naked teen had worked out the kinks, Schtupp helped him to his feet, then placed him on his knees in the center of the room. Everyone would get a great view, as would the cameras. Mark's wrists were detached from his collar and locked to his ankle restraints.

"It's very important the men you suck not feel your teeth. A hard cock is very sensitive. If you like, I can put a device in your mouth that will hold it open and prevent your teeth from touching dick."

"Yes please."

Not only submissive, but polite. Schtupp was going to spend the next four years enjoying the heck out of this boy! The Professor retrieved a spider gag and installed it in Mark's pretty mouth. Once everything was set and all the men had pulled out chairs that gave them a good view, President Putz penetrated the inviting orifice in front of him. Schtupp would give all the instructions, so Mark would not hear, or later be able to recognize, anyone else's voice.

The boy was tentative at first, and clearly not happy with his assignment. But he followed his instructions, and while he never seemed enthusiastic, he did a workman like job, and eventually got Putz off. The pretty teen was made to swallow his first load. With the gag in, he couldn't say anything, but his beautiful face clearly said "Ew!"

Schtupp grinned and said, "That was a good start. You will be blowing the other two men who had you today. After that we'll see how you're doing. If you're up to it I recommend you blow all the men here. The more practice you get the quicker you'll be desirable to men. If you get really good, we shouldn't have any trouble finding enough men to satisfy you on a daily basis."

The boy clearly had a question, so Schtupp removed the spider gag.

"How many men are here?"

"Six. But we'll see how you're doing before we decide how many you'll actually practice on today. Any more questions?"

The slender naked teen shook his head no, so Schtupp reinserted the gag. The professor entered the helpless inviting mouth, and Mark went to work. He still didn't exhibit any enthusiasm, but was doing a better job, and didn't need instruction this time.

Arnold was next. There was a look of wonder on his face as he received his first blowjob. As instructed by Schtupp, he let the boy do all the work. Mark was a smart boy, and learned quickly. Plus he realized that the sooner he got these men off, the sooner he'd be done with this--for today, anyway. As a result he now seemed more motivated to please.

Mark got Arnold so horned up that he started humping the boy's mouth, until Schtupp put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head no. Arnold got himself under control, and Mark finished him a few minutes later. As Putz and Schtupp had made the boy swallow, Arnold pulled out and splattered his load on the cute naked teen's face and chest. Mark was actually grateful he didn't have to swallow!

"You're making good progress Mark, but I recommend you continue with the other three men. The sooner you become a first rate deep-throating cocksucker, the sooner we'll be able to reliably provide you with enough men to fuck you."

The boy sighed, then nodded. The swallowing was gross, but the cocksucking wasn't as bad as he expected. Of course he wasn't getting throat fucked yet. And while it disturbed him how easily he had taken to getting fucked, there was no denying those were the best orgasms he'd ever had. He was actually looking forward to tomorrow!

As cock number four entered his mouth, Mark went to work.

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