Robbery at the Sperm Bank, cont. Chapter 6: The Reconditioning
The electric stimulation device used for reconditioning at Rev. Tim's camp was primitive by modern standards and more suited to the torture chamber than as an aid to behavioral modification. The campers were given electric shocks through saline soaked pads placed on their arms and legs to create a conditioned response when viewing homoerotic slides. Prior to the cruise Lars, the young man on leave from a university in Denmark, had acquired a device used by his friend at the Spermacor lab and assured Jim that it would produce the reverse conditioning he so desired in getting revenge on Rev. Tim for his son's suicide. It would also, he pointed out, rid the homosexual campers of their anxiety at being gay.
After dinner on the first night at sea Lars invited Jim to his cabin for a demonstration. "You have to get naked," he said as he opened a tote bag and withdrew a small electronic box.
Jim removed his shoes and tee shirt as Lars set the box on a night table by the bed. "I'm not too comfortable fooling around with electricity," he admitted as he unzipped and took off his pants.
"Take off your shorts and lie down on the bed," Lars instructed as he withdrew a lead with a jack at one end and double connectors at the other end. "This won't hurt until I turn up the power...which I won't do without your permission."
He then went on to explain that this had already become the preferred, albeit expensive, method of masturbation for many people of both sexes, and that various programs could be downloaded tin a computer and sent through the apparatus probes attached to the penis, anus or vagina. Criteria such as frequency, width, pulse and amplitude could be adjusted to produce a range of nerve stimulation from a mild tingle to a painful shock. "Hey, don't look so worried," he said noting the beads of sweat forming on Jim's face the chest. "I'm not going to recondition you. No porno to watch. I just want you to enjoy it. I'll let you turn up the power to experience the shock part and turn it down if it gets too painful. Some guys are into pain and can only ejaculate on high power. Now lie down while I get us hooked up."
"Us?" Jim asked.
"Yep," he grinned as he pulled off his tank top and dropped his pants. "This will be a shared experience. The stim box has two channels. I'll plug you into channel A and I'll take channel B." He then opened a tube of lube and squeezed a dollop on Jim's penis just around the glans. The touch of his fingers brought his cock to life. "Now I'll attach the probe," he said as he wound a length of stainless steel wire around the rim of his glans. After connecting it to one of the leads he told Jim to spread his legs. "The other probe goes into you ass," he explained as he worked some lube into his anus.
"Um, feels nice," Jim moaned as Lars' finger entered his ass.
"It's going to feel even nicer when the probe stims your prostate," Lars replied.
He then produced a length of conductive rubber tubing and looped it before inserting the second lead into one of the loop ends. "Relax," he said as he inserted the loop into his ass. After plugging the single end of the lead into the channel A jack he repeated the procedure of lubing his own cock and ass and attaching the probes for channel B. He sat on a chair next to the bed and turned on the device.
Jim closed his eyes not knowing what to expect and had lost his erection. Lars reached for one of the dials and gave it a slight turn. Jim felt a slight tingling in his cock head that was neither pleasant nor unpleasant. Lars increased the power signal. The feeling was now definitely pleasurable, like an internal vibration pulsing within his glans. Lars adjusted a second knob that caused the vibrations to travel from cock head down the penile shaft. Jim felt it reach his balls and moaned.
"Feels good, doesn't it," Lars said.
Jim nodded.
"I'll leave it there a few minutes. The nerves need time to get used to the electro stim." He then turned the dial back slightly so that the vibrations receded from the balls back to the cock head.
"I don't feel anything in my ass," Jim said.
"You will," Lars said. After a minute he again increased the power and adjusted a dial that sent the stim back through the shaft and balls -- this time continuing to the anal sphincter muscle.
Jim caught his breath as he felt his anal muscle contracting. The feeling was incredibly erotic. Another turn of the dial caused the probe to pulsate his prostate. "Oh wow!" he gasped. "I've never felt anything like this before."
"Um yeah," Lars crooned sharing the same sensations. "Just imagine what the straight guys will feel when they watch the gay slide show tomorrow." After a pause he returned to the dials. "Okay, I'm going to turn up the power. Let me know when it gets too strong, but try to endure it for as long as you can. I'll let you turn it down whenever you want."
Jim felt the pulses getting stronger, producing the hardest erection he'd ever had as the electricity raced through his genitals producing a feeling of pleasurable pain. His prostate spasmed in contractions that released a stream of precum from his pee hole. He gritted his teeth as the stim reached into the area of pain. He endured it for as long as possible before reaching for the power dial.
"Turn it down slowly," Lars instructed. "When it's comfortable you can turn it up again, but very slowly. When you feel your muscles getting rock hard you'll be ready for the orgasm of a lifetime."
Jim moved the power dial back up again and slowly as Lars had instructed. When reaching the threshold of pain every muscle in his groin contracted as the seminal fluids churned in his prostate and testicle. He was on the very edge of cuming and held it there for a long time before giving the dial a slight twist to produce an orgasm that seemed to last forever.
Lars turned the channel B power dial to high and sat back in the chair with his legs spread apart. He let out a groan as several shots of semen were expelled from his pee hole. He then turned off the power and removed the probes from his cock head and ass. Jim did the same, then sat up and pulled Lars close. "Thanks for the demo," he said before their mouths met.
"My pleasure," Lars replied with a grin. "But the straight guys aren't getting off so easy. Remember I said you have to turn up the power very slowly. Tomorrow I'll shoot it up to the pain area to give them a jolt every time they see a hetero slide and move it into the pleasure zone when they see a gay one. After a few sessions they'll not only realize that gay sex isn't so bad...maybe kind'a nice."
"You think they might even want to try it?"
"It wouldn't surprise me," he said as he gathered up the gear. "Who you have sex with is nobody's business. If the Rev. Tim's followers learn that the cruise will be successful."
The reconditioning sessions were held in the media lounge, which was off limits to the other passengers. Partitions were set up so that each participant had a private cubicle furnished with a chair, monitor on which the slides would be shown, and a pair of leads connected to the main electrostim console. The participants were told to wear only bathing suits to the session. After they took seats in their partitions Lars went to each of them and told them to take off their suits. He then gave them a tube of lube and what looked like a steel mesh pouch.
"Work a good amount of the lube around your genitals," he said. "Then put on this metal pouch like you would a jock strap. Squeeze more lube on the pouch to make good contact with the leads that I'll attach to it."
The two gay teenagers began to get hardons when he attached leads to their pouches.
"I think you'll enjoy the sessions," he said after he finished. "Now sit back and enjoy the show."
"Will it hurt like at the camp?" one of them asked.
"Some of the slides will make you uncomfortable," he explained. "But others will give you a nice feeling."
The lesbian girls weren't the least embarrassed when he fitted them with pouches and gave him a knowing look, having turned on their `gaydar.'
Rev. Tim had volunteered for the new procedure and was likewise fitted with a mesh pouch that looked like a clam shell embedded in a nest of black seaweed.
Lars took a seat beside Jim at the console. The lights were dimmed as the program began. None of the participants knew which program was being shown in the neighboring partitions. There were oohs' and ahs' when the stim was pleasurable and `arghs' when it went into the pain threshold. It should be noted that Jim had arranged Rev. Tim to receive painful stim on viewing both hetero and gay programs. If successful he would be reconditioned to a state of celibacy in which he'd have no interest in either sex.
The sessions were continued for several days during which time the stim was incrementally increased. Following the last session Lars noticed that most of the pouches had deposits of semen.
On the last night of the cruise Dudley and Carl, the `straight' councilors, had had several helpings of Henri's Banana Manna that failed to quench an undefined thirst that had built up. They shared a cabin next to the one occupied by Jason and Alex, the councilors who'd previously undergone reconditioning at Rev. Tim's camp and had attributed their earlier homosexuality as being the work of the devil. The conditioning sessions on the cruise, however, left them with a feeling that their past sins weren't as bad as they'd been led to believe. A similar change in thinking was experienced by Dudley and Carl.
That night Dudley had stripped to his boxer shorts and laid on his back with arms stretched behind his head. While not drop-dead good-looking he had a nice physique that showed the results of gym workouts. He watched Carl kick off his shoes and drop his pants, standing there in a well stuffed blue bikini -- a sight he'd seen many times without taking any special interest. But that night he couldn't take his eyes off it. A thin trail of gold hair led from his navel, pointing like an arrow that disappeared into the bikini.
"Hey, watch'ya looking at?" Carl asked on seeing his stare.
"You got a nice body," Dudley said. "I never realized that before."
"Thanks," he grinned. "That's what my girlfriend says."
"She has good taste," he grinned as his hand reached into his boxer shorts. "Those metal jock pouches left my balls feeling itchy."
"Mine too," Carl admitted as he pulled the bikini off and scratched his balls. "Some of those slides made me pretty horny."
"Me too," Dudley said as he fished his cock out of his shorts. "In fact they all did until that Lars guy turned up the juice and gave me some real mean shocks."
Carl stretched out on the adjoining bed and stroked his own cock thoughtfully. Looking over at Dudley he said: "Back at the camp I thought the gay slides were disgusting and enjoyed giving the campers a jolt to cure them of being fags. But here I didn't find them offensive."
"Neither did I," Dudley said. "I think Lars got his signals mixed, because I only felt sexy stim when he showed the gay slides and painful feelings when he showed the straight ones."
By then both had full erections and were looking intently at each others' cocks, as if discovering the beauty of the male penis for the first time. "Maybe Lars didn't get his signals mixed and was trying to teach us something."
"Like what?"
"Maybe that being gay isn't as bad as Rev. Tim said. The slide showing two guys sucking each other was pretty hot. Did your girlfriend ever suck you off?"
"I tried to get her to do it a few times, but it wasn't as good as I thought. She made me promise to let her know when I was about to cum so she wouldn't get it in her mouth...and besides she had sharp teeth."
"I suppose there's a technique to it."
"Well the guys on the slides sure seemed to have it," he grinned. "I wonder what a guy's cock tastes like."
"If it's clean and not stinking of stale piss and cheese, I guess it's like sucking a lollipop."
"Um, that would be nice." He looked at Carl and said: "Can I ask you a personal question?"
"Sure. We're buddies and can keep each other's secrets."
"Did you ever taste your own cum?"
"That is rather personal...but to answer your question, yes I did. That was just after I'd started masturbating and I wondered what it tasted like."
"What did it taste like?"
"Kind of salty as I recall and not as gross as I thought. What about you?"
"I never did, but after watching the porn this week I've been thinking about it."
"Same here," Carl said. "One of the guys on the slide shot a big load of it. It was thick and creamy like the topping on the Banana Manna. It got me so horny I would have swallowed the whole load."
"You didn't find that disgusting?"
"You may think I've gone queer, but it's made me curious to taste it again...not my own but to see what another guy's cum tastes like."
Dudley raised himself up on one shoulder and said: "If you want to find out there's no time like the present."
"You mean it?" Carl asked knowing that his straight buddy was giving him an invitation.
"It's just between us," he replied in a half whisper. "Come on over and suck my dick like the guy in the slide." He then sat up and positioned himself at the edge of the bed with legs spread apart.
Carl knelt between his hairy legs and took hold of Dudley's cock that had already been oozing precum. He gently licked the swollen head and was surprised that anything so hard could feel velvet smooth on his tongue. He opened his mouth and let it enter, taking care not to knick it with his teeth.
"Oh man," Dudley groaned. "That feels incredible. Take it all the way down to my balls."
Carl pulled off, took a deep breath, and dove down on it as instructed. As if by instinct he began a rhythmic up and down motion, pausing momentarily to massage the head with his tongue. He then sucked on the pee slit to draw out more of the sweet tasting precum before continuing the rhythm. It wasn't long until Dudley's legs gripped his shoulders at the approaching orgasm. He felt the cockhead straining as the first shot of semen exploded in this throat. Backing off slightly he flicked his tongue at the distended slit as several more globs filled his mouth. He swallowed hungrily before taking the cock out of his mouth., squeezing the shaft to extract the last drops of pearly white semen that seeps from the slit.
"How was it?" Dudley asked after catching his breath.
"Oh man," Carl said licking his lips. "I could go back for seconds it was so good."
"My balls need time to recover," he said. "But if it was as good as you say, I'd like to taste your cum."
Carl got to his feet and pointed his cock at Dudley's mouth. "Be my guest," he said.
The feeling of Dudley's mouth sliding up and down the shaft brought him to orgasm in less than a minute. Carl sucked greedily as the creamy semen filled his mouth. He let it swirl there before swallowing and then milked the shaft to squeeze out the remaining liquid.
The experience had been one of discovery without any feeling of guilt, and while they weren't about to embrace homosexuality as a lifestyle they realized that sex between two guys was a good way to bond their friendship.
For Jason and Alec, the reconditioned councilors who'd emerged from Rev. Tim's crude shock treatments as born-again Christians, the stim sessions produced what could only be described as another "re-birth" experience. It was like going home again after a journey to nowhere.
At age nineteen Jason had emerged from adolescence as a handsome young man, having inherited the features of his Greek/Irish ancestors -- blue eyes, a full head of black hair kept well trimmed and a blue/black beard shadow even after shaving. His chest was smooth in contrast to his hairy legs and his body was on the thin side to allow a visible play of muscles at every movement. After the sessions at Rev. Tim's camp he'd taken to wearing a jock strap to contain the frequent hardons that for some reason had refused to be reconditioned. He also avoided what Rev. Tim referred to as `occasions of sin,' (which consisted of exposing his 7" uncut penis at public rest room or when undressing in front of a roommate). There were times when he truly believed hat his former homosexual inclinations had been driven out of him like an evil spirit through divine intervention. At other times he wasn't so sure. A few traces still remained, but with prayer and determination he hoped to attain his goal of normalcy, which he thought was something like the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Being more concerned about his religious fixation than about his sexual orientation his parents hoped he would get out of Rev. Tim's clutches and come to his senses.
Alec, on the other hand, while five years older than Jason and considerably more mature, thought that his reconditioning was not only the key to a better more life, but a financially successful one as well. Having taken several business courses in college his talent was put to use in Rev. Tim's bookkeeping department. He would sometimes joke about being in charge of raking in the green leaves. Jason, however, didn't think this was at all funny. Both at the camp and on the cruise they shared a cabin -- an occasion of sin that was a temptation to go off the wagon. Cold showers and prayer sessions kept them in control of their newfound virginity -- but barely so. Indulgences in Banana Manna hadn't helped a situation that was about to change.
(to be continued)