Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Scripted Kiddies By Sensory Overlord 2011 Chapter 3 Evening, S%%y %%th, in the Mahler household. Single mum. Sharon Mahler Son, 14 Scott Mahler Daughter, 13 Janice Mahler Son, 10 Timothy Mahler %%%-------------- Younger brother gets his first erection. But hasn't yet ever come. His erection is noticed by older sis & bro. Older bro, 14, has been trying to learn hacking hhehettkills. So far he's progressed a little, but is really still a script kiddie. Gets exploit scripts others wrote, tries using them. Sometimes work. Because their mom is single, there's no iPurity in the family. He has obtained a grey market iPurity, and finds a script for jailbreaking it. A little hacking of a standar USB cable to add the non-standard iPurity cort connector, interface his PC to the iPurity. Some more searching turns up a MPA commakncryption cracking utility, and he is able to upload scripts to an MPA. He's aware the MPAs keep internal logs (which he isn't yet able to access let alone alter) and he's afraid to try messing with his own. But his little brother's... so tempting. Yeah, why not? Even if anyone found out, how would they know who did it? But what to do? Sis has been reading the MPA documents he'd obtained. She has an idea. She thinks it's funny how all the older boys she speaks to keep complaining of 'blue balls', despite everyone knowing that the DHM laws and MPAs mean that all boys are sure to be having their balls drained at least enough to ensure good health. So they are just showing off, like it's some ego thing about how much jism their balls make, so they are not getting drained _enough_. Besides, the fluids aren't made or held in the 'balls' anyw, with his y, everyone knows that too, except complete morons who fell asleep in the sex-ed classes. So sis wants to see what happens when a boy _really_ gets 'blue balls'. Little bro had the standard sex-ed classes, but those say boys don't usually ejaculate till a bit older. So he won't be expecting to yet. Never mind if he has some other changes now... With MPA scripting it's possible to achieve effects without going through the normal 'user' graphical control interfaces. So they can do many things while leaving no visible indication for normal iPurity units. They can even make iPurity units report false values. They script his MPA to increase seminal production, erections allowed to occur normally but go away instantly whenever: he attempts masturbation, or is in presense of an adult (via MPA - MPA communication), or is dressed. They place total block on orgasm. Their intent is to make his prostate grow to extreme size, and have him always feeling the 'need to..' urge, but he doesn't know what. They ensure that things like his seminal volume look normal for his age an an iPurity. Sis has fun playing with his ever more desperately stiff dick. She doesn't tell him there's anything not happening that should be. Gets him used to the 'want' feeling, and having his erection just go away after she's done playing with it. Including having him fuck her - but no cum. They both tell him he's just not old enough to really 'have sex' yet, but not to worry, in a year or two it's sure to happen. Don't worry about that odd feeling, it's normal, everyone (boys) get that. By this time, MPAs development has advanced so there are status values for many things like postate and seminal stored and overall volumes. Also script accessible controls for specific muscle sets such as vaginal wall, pericardial, prostate and seminal sheaths, G-spot sheath, glandular opening sphincters for prostate, seminal, urethral peristalsis, etc. There are sensory nerve regulators for all of the sexual structures as well. General public not aware of these MPA capabilities. Still DHM secrets. But info on hacker sites. They script his MPA to conduct muscle strengthening exercises for all of his ejaculatory system, but without ejaculation, and in his non-REM sleep so he doesn't even dream about it. Has no idea it's happening. Sensory nerve blocks on, tighten sphincters on outlets of glands, then pulsing cycles of the ejaculatory muscles, individually in rotation, and in the normal sequence. For hours, nightly, gradually increasing strength. Also similar erection-building exercises, also in sleep. It starts to show results - even though he has no pubic hair, his erect size grows quite rapidly. He gets to typical adult size, and still going. They level off the penis exercises at about eight inches, due to starting to get worried some adult will see it and suspect something odd. It looks really obscene on the small and hairless body of a 10yo. They didn't originally think it through, to the point of whether or when they'd let him finally experience his first orgasm. They just went with Sis's idea to make him extremely frustrated, but not understand why. They didn't think about what his first orgasm might be like, after all that preparation. The DHM regs specify mandatory orgasm control to begin for boys at puberty or 12, whichever is earlier. So they considered it a problem a long way off, and there'd be no problem with little bro for 2 more years. After a while, seeing how enlarged his erections were becoming, and the figures the MPA was reporting for his growing seminal volume and ejaculatory muscle strength, it finally sank in that his first orgasm would be something mindblowing. A bizarrely powerful and massively voluminous orgasm and ejaculation. They were starting to think that perhaps they'd better remove the orgasm block. How big could those organs get before something went wrong anyway? But the event should be something special! Then they learn there'll be a medical exam at their school next week Bingo! The school nurse is a realy hot woman the whole school has fantasies about. Even some of the girls. The day of the exam, they have a new script ready in the iPurity. Upload it to little bother's just as they are about to go to school. New program is: No erection while clothed. Erection begins when naked. Masturbation disallowed via the standard iPurity method. Orgasm begins when erection touched by adult female. Orgasm state to continue till prostate content reduced to zero. Orgasm parameter alterations: ejaculation inter-pulse interval increased from default to 3 seconds. ejaculation pulse volume reduced from default to 0.5ml. By this time his total seminal volume reads as about 25 ml. So that should be 50 spurts, at 3 seconds each, that's... 150 seconds, or 2.5 minutes. He'll be orgasming and spurting for two and a half minutes. They think it's really funny. The nurse will think it's funny. She'll bring in teachers, maybe even the Headmistress. Brother will just *die*. The day of the exam ------------------ Of course the plan goes pear shaped from the start. The exams are conducted by two doctors from the DHM, a man and a woman. They are both middle aged. They both do both girls and boys. The exams are performed in the school clinic with a screen set up own the middle of the room, dividing it into two halves. When he gets to Timothy, he notes a robust erection. Not unusual, many kids this age get erections due to embarasment, seminal buildup prior to first orgasm, etc. It's the size of the boy's erection that tells him there's more going on here than a kid with a stiffy. Either the boy has something very out of whack with his hormones, or... The poor boy seems very shy about the erection he has, and the size of it. The rod is standing up forty five degrees off horizontal and bobs up higher at intervals, clearly as the boy tenses his pericardial muscle. Thick and veined, with the large purple head swollen to tightness, the impression is of a fully adult cock set on hair trigger. On the fairly slight build of the boy, with no pubic hair at all, and testicles that are more in keeping with his build and age, the cock is incongrous. No one would call this a weener, wee wee, or even penis. This is definitely a cock. Although stammering in embarresment, unable to lift his face and look the doctor in the eyes, and moving his hands around nervously despite having been told to hold them at his sides, the boy's buttocks are still clenching perioically, thrusting his pelvis forward despite his very obvious and shamefaced attempts to minimise any attention to his cock. Seems like the thing really is wanting to do something, regardless of the child's wishes. The doctor finds it very amusing, but is careful to hide this. He's quite concerned about the awkwardness the child is feeling, and while continuing with routine stuff, tongue out, say arrrhh, knee tapping and such, he takes pains to mention in his best kindly DHM health care professional voice, that there's no reason to be embaressed about having an erection Tim, and what a very good one it is too. With the routine requiements mostly completed, while he has the boy run on the spot for a few minutes to check his pulse when elevated. While Tim is running, the doctor sits at his desk, activating his DHS staff issue iPure. This is actually the whole point of these 'tests', to run checks of all the school children's MPAs, and verify that they are integrating well with the growing bodies. While the standard diagnostics are running he inspects the command history and parameters of boy's MPA. Ho ho!... For a start there's a trail of script uploads, where there would usually be none. Who has been playing around with Timmy, and does it (as if not!) have anything to do with that cock? There are the IDs of the MPAs that were in vicinity at times of recripts, and checking via the DHM database, they turn out to be... Ah, the venerable 'older brother and sister making life hell for little brother' story. No one in the family is registered to be holder of an iPure and Guardian of anyone, so this shouldn't be happening. Obviously is though. On the status fields he observes the current state of the boy's sexual organs, is amazed at the reported stored seminal volume, and also the stamina ratings of the muscles. Zero total orgasm count.... Hmm. Ah and what's this? An active scripting of orgasm state, primed to go off with a bang when 'erection' AND 'penis touched by other person' AND 'female MPA in close range'. Ha. Ha very funny ha ha. He's met the school nurse, who is a most delightfully sexy youg woman and must have all the boys in this school well supplied with erotic dreams. It's totally clear what has been happenning here, and what was supposed to happen to Timothy today. Some prank. He chuckles under his breath. Actually, it would have been quite a good one. No real harm done he supposes. He looks over at the boy, still running on the spot, cock still stiffly springing up and down. That would be the work of the 'erection when naked' he sees in here, of course. "Just a bit more Timothy. You're hardly out of breath at all! Oh, if that's awkward, you can hold it to stop it bouncing if you wish." He does some more checking via DHM databases, sees the boy's mother is a 34 yo widdow, husb died 6 years ago. Her MPA logs reveal an upstanding member of the community, albiet very high sexual frustration level. Checks her current menstrual cycle state. Bit past midway... Pregnancy block is ON, per default. Hmmm.... Maybe he should bump this one up to higher authority. But.... he knows how it will go. The older boy is 14 now. There are plenty of cases where a boy not much over that age has been delegated sexual guardianship of family units like this, for want of any other adult male and to maintain the existing family unit while alleviating their sexual frustration levels. Tragic about the boy's father... Really rather intriguing, what the older kids did here. Score 10 for initiative. He's sure life would be interesting and quite exciting for the mother if these boys had a say in it. He's not too happy about the older boy's hacking, but if the DHM cared about that they should make it illegal. And they haven't. Mostly because they don't want to even admit it's possible, but also because quite a few in the DHM like to do a bit of that themselves. Not to mention their political and corporate friends. Plus, the knowledge is too widely spread on hacker sites now, and all those guys are keeping nice and quiet about it too. For reasons that don't take too much mental strain to work out. Well just so long as no one loses an eye... If he bumped this case now, it could take a year to go through the review process, with the expected result. The kids would be lectured not to use the non-public MPA features, then the older boy officially delegated guardianship of both his mum and sister. The boy would be pissed off about being 'told by the government' what not to do, and probably do something silly or mean. Better to let this one develop on it's own. But with a little quiet oversight to keep it from going off the rails. Also, useful to keep tabs on the hacking activities of the boy and his contacts, without them knowing it. "OK Tim, you can stop running now." He steps back to the boy and listens to his heart for a minute. It's pounding, nice and healthily, typical rate, no murmors. Respiration sounds clear. One last thing, he needs to set up some details for his 'evil plan'. "My goodness Tim, that's really hanging in there isn't it? Not to worry. It does actually go down sometimes, right?" "Um... yes sir, it does, I don't know why just now it..." "Oh well, never mind. I noticed on the readouts that you've not yet had an ejaculation, you know about that right?" "Yes sir, I got a A on my sex ed subject last year. I guess I'm just not old enough yet." "Well, perhaps. Probably not long I expect. Now, don't be shy, I just have to check everything is OK down here. I guess you know you are a little large for your age, right?" The doctor takes hold of the boy's erection, lightly with thumb and two opposed fingers just below the glans. With the boy's length the foreskin skin is pulled back almost entirely off the glans, but still covers the final flare at the back. He pulls slowly downward, observing as the forskin peels back fully. There's a very small amount of a whitish substance lying in the crevice revealed immediately behind the flared lower edge of the purple head. It's also obvious that with his touch the boy is having great difficulty holding still. His hips are quivvering, little forward jerks that shift his penis in the doctor's grip. "errrr... yes, I uh... I've seen some of the other kids in my class. At swimming. I... is this..?" He gestures at his cock. "Is it normal? Oh well, it's certainly at the upper end of what I'd expect to see at your age. But not to worry, everyone develops differently. I can assure you no girl is ever going to complain about this. If you get any sass from the other boys just put it down to jellousy. By the way, do you pull this back and wash under here every day? You should you know." He points with a finger close to the white deposit. "This is a secretion from the skin pores here. It's normal, but may cause irritation and *will* smell bad if you let it sit in here. Bit like old socks, only worse. Get in the habit of doing this every time you bathe. Now, I'm guessing this has grown quite rapidly lately, eh?" "Yes sir. Really fast. That's why I was worried. And something feels funny inside too, like I need to pee. But I pee OK. It's been really strong lately. I uh.... uh...." He's finally slipped in his control, and his hips thust forward several inches, resulting in the doctor's fingers moving the same distance down his cock. He straightens again, but the small down then up stroke on his cock seems to have weakened his control. His hips thrust again, further. He's clearly really trying to hld still, but just can't stop his hips. They jerk again, as he seems unable to continue speaking." "....uh..... uh...." The doctor grins. In a kind, concerned voice he asks "Sensitive is it? Ah well now, don't be concerned. Sounds like your body is more than ready to have your first ejaculation. So, have you had anyone provide you with relief yet?" The boy is still shuddering in small hunches, shifting his cock in the doctors fingers. His face seems to be getting even redder than it was from the running. "...uh... ...uh n... no, I..." "And you know how it's done, right? You don't have any problem with the skin being too tight here?" "..u... hhhh.... I, I'm not sure I... hhh...." "Hmm... Well I suppose that's an unfortunate aspect of developing early. The laws specifying mandatory sexual relief of boys only really kick in around age 13, so that's no help to you. Hmm... a possibility... One reason I'm here today is to administer a new sexual competency test the DHM is trialling. It's only intended to be applied to kids from puberty up, which for boys is typically 12. But you're certainly exhibiting many of the signs of advanced puberty. So... Step over to the table and lie down please." He lets go of the boy's juddering cock, and walks to the sink benchtop. There's a large sterilizer unit sitting there among the other clinic paraphenalia, a green light illuminated on the front. He opens the door and lifts out a number of items on a tray as Timothy hesitantly sits on the paper-covered exam bench and cautiously twists to lie full length. "Oh don't worry. This feels rather nice, and doesn't take long at all. Usually! Mostly I barely get it set up and turned on before the boy heh... 'passes the test.' The way you were thrusting just from having your foreskin pulled lightly back, I suspect you're going to see a similar result. OK, comfortable? Just relax. Could you shift your legs apart a little.... thanks." As Timothy shifts his legs wider, the doctor sets the tray of items down on the bench between Timothy's legs. The boy's cock is still the same rigid, thick and vein lined 8", wagging up and down over his stomach from his regular internal tensing. "Now, first there's this, which we put like so." It's a moulded roughly triangular plastic plate, with soft webbing straps and snaplocks. Near one corner of the triangle there's a hole, with a soft spongy edge lining. The doctor grasps Timothy's cock, and slides it through the opening as he pushes the plate down into contact with the boy's stomach and pubes. "Lift up a moment." He quickly runs the waist strap under the boy's back and around the snp buckle at the other top corner of the triangle. Another strap at the rear goes under his backside and up between his legs. This one has an elastic slit just short of the end clasp, which he pulls over the boy's testicles then snaps the clasp to it's mate at the lower corner of the triangle. Giving the straps a tug to tighten them draws the triangle firmly against his body. Now it looks like he's wearing a tight-fitting rigid white plastic bikini front, but with a raised circular ring, black webbing straps, and... his erection poking up through an elastic padded hole sitting quite snugly around the base of his shaft. One result is his shaft now stands just about exactly vertical. Another not so obvious effect is that this erection like any other with a tight elastic ring around its base, will be getting significantly *more* erect and swollen as surface veins allowing blood exit are restricted. 'Not that this cock could *possibly* get any bigger', the doctor muses to himself as he picks out a coil of greenish plastic tubing, with thicker sleeves on the ends. He shakes it till the tubing settles out into a long bundle of parallel tubes, joining at one end into a common plug. Picking up the cylindrical largest object lying between the boy's legs, he passes the plug and some tubing through the middle of it then reaches over the boy and presses the plug into a mating receptacle in a beige box on the shelf behind the exam bench. He puts the cylinder with the tubes now through it back down on the bench. While working he glances up to Timothy's face, where the boy is looking down his body at all the equipment and his own erection. "Really, it's a lot simpler than it looks. You'll see in a minute. The funny thing is that the department could only get adult size units for these trials, which for young boys tends to look a bit odd. Although it still works fine. But in your case, it's a good thing they did!" He rips open an alcohol swab packet. "A little wipe here on the end of your penis." To swab over the end of the glans he has to grip the shaft of the boy's cock firmly. That and the brisk rubbing of the swollen head has Timothy shudder his hips up off the bench. The boy turns his head to the side, ashamed of his body's reactions. "It's OK to move Timothy. Nothing to worry about. In fact if you ejaculate before we even get this set up it would save some time! But feel free to move all you like once we're set up down here. You'll find it comes naturally. Just try to hold still a little longer while I fit thus." The next item is one of the tube ends. This one has a small rounded bulge on the end, like a tiny elongated football about an inch long. There's a hole in one end of the pod, and the other tapers back into two feet of thin tube of the same white soft flexible material. There are fine black circles marked evenly all along the tube, with tiny numbers. Then there's another larger thickening about the size of a squash ball but with markings and indentations around it's circumference. The other end of the ball connects to two of the greenish clear tubes. He picks up a small squeeze tube from the tray, and spreads a thick clear gell over the small end pod. "Now, this will feel a little odd for a moment. Relax." He grips the boy's cock just below the head, and quickly slips the small white pod into the opening in Timothy's swollen glans. The boy jerks as he feels something sliding into tissues that have never felt a sold touch before. It's.... he decides the doctor was right, it's just an odd feeling, not unpleasant. The doctor slides in only about two inches of tube then stops. Next he picks up the squash ball thingy, and gripping it on two of the opposite indentations, slowly squeezes it. Timothy grunts, and his cock twitches upward. He can feel the pod thing getting bigger inside his penis! "Uh... What...?" "Well I did say 'odd' remember. It's expanding, so it won't fall out you see. There's a narrower bit in your urethra right inside the opening, then the tube gets larger again as it goes down the shaft. The little bulb thing expands a bit, so it can't pull out. Don't worry. Tell me if it gets uncomfortable." He gives the ball another couple of squeezes, producing more of the same odd and odder feelings. Actually.... Timothy thinks, it's quite... nice. The doctor grips the tube near the end of his cock and gives it a slow, light pull. The tube comes out a little way, producing an even odder feeling of stretched sliding inside his penis, then he can feel it hit a tightness. "There. Now, I'm going to expand it a little more, to make absolutely sure it's staying there. Just wave your hand or whatever when it's getting *too* tight." He slowly squeezes the ball, watching the boy's reactions. Which there certainly are, but none suggesting he's feeling anything like discomfort. Any boy who can get erections at all will almost certainly have got one by this point in setting up the test, and now and then one will orgasm just from this. But he's never seen a boy with such a huge, supremely rigid cock, jerking up and down rythmicly as the boy tenses and releases in mating thrusts. The thin white tube hangs from the opening of the fat, darkly shiny head and trails across the boy's stomach. The boy himself seems fascinated with the sight of the tube coming out of his penis. Chuckling inwardly, the doctor thinks there's sure to be many a urethral-play fetish born among all the thousands of kids having these tests. He gives the bulb another slow pump, noting the distinct bulge visible in the underside of the shaft just below the head. He again pushes and pulls the protuding tube lightly. Hmmm... that would be quite sufficient for the standard test. But he has other things in mind for Timothy and his totally MPA-blocked ejaculation that isn't going to happen no matter what. There are other features to this machine, normally only used for quite different purposes. But for which we need the best possible seal here. He gives it another pump. Timothy is now taking his advice to heart, and moving freely. More like humping the air freely. Heh... you'd almost think he had a huge load of spoof desperate to be released, the way a tiny little bit of stimulation has him grunting and groaning like this. Heh... all the better for the show. He tugs again on the tube, finds it's now unmoving. One more small pump... "There, done. I see you don't seem to mind the feeling. You're sure that's not uncomfortable?" Timothy doesn't answer, just shakes his head as his hips strain up in the air. "Alright. Now, really, can you hold still just one moment." He picks up a rectangular mesh-looking thing, about four by six inches. It's mostly holes, with wide tubular structures running lengthwise and meshed together by thin cords in the other direction. He quickly holds Timothy's cock upright and wraps the mesh around the shaft as low to it's base as he can. There's a velcro fastening strip, which he runs a finger along to close up. The result is that the rigid organ now stands straight up by itself, held there by the mesh tight around it's base. Fully half of Timothy's cock extends clear above the mesh. Next the doctor finds the end of a bundle of several fine tubes ending in a compact connector. He plugs this into a connector on a tab extending from the mesh wrapped around the boy's cock. So that's those done. "Now lastly... a little house for it all... Oh, and for this if you could lift your hips up please..." He picks up the large clear cylinder and fits it over the boy's cock, with the hoses coming out the top of the cylinder. At the base the cylinder twist-locks into the raised ring on the plastic 'bikini'. The cylinder is 4" in diameter and 12" long. The top end is open, but has a lip. He picks up a white plastic cap that splits into two halves. Holding the tube bundle from the penis-mesh, and the single thin tube extending from the end of the boy's cock, he fits them into spongy seals in the cap and snaps the two halves together. Then twist-locks the cap onto the upper end of the clear cylinder. A final thickish greenish tube clips onto a nipple near the edge of the cap. Lastly he pulls the hoses up through the sliding seals, removing exccess length from inside the cylinder. He does the small tube last. It goes out through a seal at the center of the cap, so when he pulls the hose up, the end of the boy's rigid cock is pulled up towards the top center of the cylinder by the tube anchored inside the glans. He pulls this tube fairly tight then snaps a clamp ring on it just above the sliding seal. Then he clips a small 5" bar upright onto the top of the cap next to the white tube. There's a spring attached to the end of the bar, and he pulls the end down and clips it onto the clamp ring on the white tube. When he lets go the white tube is pulled firmly even further up by the spring, tugging on the end of the cock inside. The visual result is very striking. Being so hard already, the cock isn't lengthened significantly, apart from pulling up a little more through the seal at its base. Also it was quite straight before. Now it's pulled *very* straight, but all of a sudden it isn't bouncing around AT ALL. It's sitting at the dead center of the tall clear cylinder. The cylinder is firmly fixed to the boy's pelvis by the 'bikini' and its straps. So now as his hips jerk and thrust, the cylinder goes up and down, without any swaying or waving around. And the rock hard, dead straight penis stays exactly, stiffly, dead center. It looks as if maybe the cylinder is a solid block of plastic, with a turgid cock cast in the center. The thin white tube extending from his glans isn't very noticable compared to the darkened red of his shaft and deep red-purple of the bulbous head. "There, all done. Still comfortable?" He knows it isn't comfortable at all, having tried this himself. The sensation of the penile immobility, the strong tug via the urethral anchor, the tight ring around the base, and the still unmoving clasp of the webbing band, are actually excruciatingly *un*-fullfilling. It would be a torture to have this put on and just left as is. But today for Timothy the torture will be of another kind. The boy doesn't answer, just nods. He's staring at his 'cock in a bottle', an almost cartoonish open-jawed expression on his face. "Yes, this does tend to make it look bigger doesn't it? Is that what you're thinking? Well... wait a little while. Assuming you don't orgasm the minute I turn it on that is. I'm assuming you will be pretty quick. This is actually called a penile milking device, oddly enough. It's VERY effective at inducing orgasm. You're about to get the DHM sexual competency test, which normally is only given boys of 12 up. I'll quickly describe how it works before starting it." He taps the cylinder. "Firstly this whole volume is airtight, and is run up and down to a mild vacuum by the control unit there. This sucks blood up into the penis causing it to become very tightly erect. When it isn't already. In the case of an already erect penis, it will become *more* erect. Yes, it is possible. Wait and see. By the way, I'll be taking before and during photos for our files, which I can show you later. The tight ring around the base of the penis tends to retard blood flow out, while blood is pulled into the penis through the spongy tissue in it's core. The result is that each suck and relax cycle of the outer cylinder acts like a pump, increasing penile pressure. I don't think there's a man or boy alive who doesn't like this feeling very much." He points to the mesh around the base of Timothy's cock. "Now this... is a series of rings of elastic tubing. They are inflatable, and there are six repeating groups. The controller generates waves of pressure that move up and down the mesh. Effectively it's a massager, around the base of your penis. Uh, normally for a penis of your size a larger one would be used, to cover the entire shaft and head. But, this is the size we have here. It will work all the same." He thinks: 'Well not quite. It'll drive you nuts, not getting any stimulation of the upper shaft and head. All the better to... heh. Also, looks so much better, and that's going to be important.' "Oh, and one other thing. The little white tube is actually several. One does that inflation of the end bit. There's two others, one of which sucks gently, the other one blows. These are to collect any ejaculate, and carry it back to the unit for measurement. There's also an option to apply hydraulic massage of the prostate via the urethra, measure ejaculatory hydrostatic pressure profiles, and uh... other uses. Normally not used during DHM basic sexual competency testing." He pauses a moment, making a point of watching Timothy's now quite vigorous hip thrustings. "Normally after turning this on, a boy will either ejaculate within a few minutes or have a dry orgasm, meaning they are not yet producing semen. No need to secure them. I'm wondering about your unusual development though. Seems that you are particularly developed in size and body movement responses, but perhaps a bit delayed in the orgasm depart. Hmmm... It might be a good idea to ensure you don't fall off the table and break the equipment. So, if you don't mind..." He tugs at velcro'd tabs at the corners of the exam table, and small webbing straps fall out. He quickly fastens them to Timothy's ankles and wrists. The boy hardly even seems to notice. "From what I'm seeing, I'm convinced you *should* be experiencing orgasms, and probably even qualify for DHM medical exemption from the standard ejaculation frequency tables. There's just some holdup with achieving your first orgasm. So, I'm prescribing you a course of extended sexual competency testing, starting now, to see if that can be kick started." He picks up the remote control for the machine, and presses 'ON'. Then also disables the timed 'auto-off'. He leaves the 'auto-off at ejaculation' feature enabled. He's certain the kid's no-orgasm script will survive any amount of stimulation thrown at it. The kid did good job there. And he would't want any school teacher that wanders in here wanting to know what all the yelling is, getting the idea that he was just torturing the kid, *knowing* he couldn't orgasm. He clears the admin mode screen of the iPurity, and selects the standard interface. The kid's stats look reasonable enough... no over rides, orgasm allowed, semen volume quite a bit higher than you'd expect for a 10yo but not abnormal, erection normal, arousal level above normal orgasm threshold but again not unusual for a boy with possibly some kind of ejaculatory challenge. ... All good, suitable for showing anyone expressing idle interest. Meanwhile the effect on Timothy is dramatic. The machine is almost silent; just a faint beat of whisperings of air through tubes. In the clear tube though, things are happening. His already impressive cock quite visibly extends about an inch further as the vacuum sucks more of the shaft up from his pubic area through the elastic hole at the base. Simultaneously the girth swells, and the head fills out to obviously drum-tight engorgement. The spring loaded white tube moves with his cock head, keeping the organ centered in the tube. What was a very impressive thick eight inch cock, transforms in seconds into a stunning nine inch fat straining monster cock. The massager mesh also starts up, and it's operation is very graphic. The rings of tubing puff up, clearly pressing firmly onto the fleshy shaft. Then they relax again. The sequence of inflation begins running from base upwards, then switches to all at once squeezing, then reverse, running rings downwards, then a series of all at once squeezes, and then repeat. Meanwhile the overall cylinder suction reduces again, reducing the 'pull' on his cock. The rigid inner shaft drops back slightly into it's origin under his pubic bone, but to do so it has to pull back through the tight elastic ring at the base. The blood filling the head and outer veins can't escape so easily though, making the 'pull back' feel as if the head got even tighter. Then the suction returns, and his cock pulls upwards again, bringing yet more blood. Each cycle repeats, in about a three second strong milking acton, counterpointed by the massaging mesh. In the first moments Timothy gasps loudly and squirms his hips franticly, seeming like he's trying to push his arse down through the tabletop to escape the sensations. Then as the cyclic pulsing continues he tries struggling with his whole body, attempting to pull his wrists and ankles free of the restraints. That works as well as trying to merge with the benchtop - not at all. Then for a few moments he lies almost still, only gasping with rapidly increasing disbelief and loudness. "n... n... nuh...nuuhh... nuuhh... nuh.. nuhhh... Nnuuuuuhhhhhh... Nnn... Nnuuuuhhhhh! nuuuUUUUUHHHH! ...... nnuuUUUUUUHHHHHH! .....NUUUUOoooooohhhh ....NUUughffffff..... Ooohhhhh.... OOOOHHHHHHHfffffff...... OHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF... Fuu... fuuuu... OH Fuuuu.... AHHHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOHHHHH FUUUUUCKKKK! OOHHHHHHHHHHHHH..... UUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHH! ....OH! OH! OH! It's... UUHHHHHH ... is it? Is UHHHHHHHH! .. it... UH s..supposed..... OOOUUUHHHHH! ... " Dr Jackson pats the boy reassuringly on the shoulder. "There there... You're doing great. Yes, it's supposed to be very um... intense. Nothing to worry about. See if you can try to relax a bit and take good deep breaths. Try to keep a bit quieter, it won't make any difference to the feelings. Just let it work on you, and imagine your body opening up down there as if you were going to pee. It's absolutely harmless I can assure you. Oh, you may find it helps if you sort of push your hips up, in time with the way it grips and pulls you. OK?" Timothy is struggling to control himself, but not having much luck. He nods, while shuddering in whole body muscular spasms. "UUHHHHH... AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH...... I.... Uhhhh... Y...Yess... I...th....AHHhh.... think....UH, UH, Uh... soooo.... Uhhhh Uhhhhh Uhhh...uuhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UUHHHHHHHHHHHH!..... UHHHHHHH.... uhhh... uhhh..." He has started thrusting his hips up off the bench, arching his whole body rigidly with each spasm, the clear cock tube and it's exhibit piece right at the top like a purple-lamped lighthouse on a promontory. "Good boy. That's the spirit! Now, I'll just be over at my desk. I'll keep an eye on you don't worry." He goes and sits down, facing the boy. Brings up the kid's parameters on his iPure again, and sees that, as he suspected, the boy is already having some mild contractions in the muscular sheath of his prostate. Not that they can achieve anything other than intensifying the sensations to his brain, since the hidden MPA scripts are firmly locking the prostate outlets closed. And also damping out both the prostate and vessicle contractions, so they won't develop any more intensity than now. He smiles. Really quite clever programming on his brother's part. Just to glance at the disply, one would think Timothy was simply failing for some unidentified reason to proceed into ejaculatory contractions of a normal sized prostate. As if those muscles hadn't developed enough yet, and needed exercising. Heh... OK, exercising you shall get... Opening his laptop, he begins to draft a letter to the boy's mother. Humming to himself softly. This is going to be very interesting. One of his best arrangements yet. As he works he keeps an eye on the time. After a few minutes Timothy has settled down into a slightly less vocal straining hunching of his hips, his cock still darkly red and swollen, still pulsing lengthwise with the cycling vacuum. Dr Jackson hears his associate on the other side of the curtain finishing up with one of the girls. There've been a few rather pleasant sounds of shocked feminine pleasure through the curtain, adding nicely to the room ambience. As he hears the girl shyly leave and close the door on her way out, he gets up and walks around to Dr Barrera's half of the room. "Sounded like that went well, Judy?" "Yes, a very picturesque first orgasm, I believe. I hear your patient is having some difficulty?" "Oh, yes and no. It's a bit complicated, I'll send you a copy of the memo later. Come and see." He leans in close to her and whispers, ensuring Timothy can't overhear. "Rather interesting case. Someone's been hacking the boy's MPA, but I'm keeping that quiet; for the report only. Spectacular penile and glandular development. Ejaculatory virgin with well hidden total orgasm block, that I'm leaving in place for the moment. Great potential for homelife karmic fulfillment, plan in train. As part of it I'm now going to run a classic boy-exposure to peer females humiliation and legend creation scene, if you don't mind playing along? See what you think..." She grins at him, whispering back. "Old goat. You sound very pleased with yourself. Is this going to top your legendry Case 51?" "Maybe. It's going to be good anyway. Ah, such unsung heros of the sexual greater good we are. Come to think of it, a pinch or two of school staff involvement would go well in this mix too. Starting with that rather hot nurse. Hopefully make her feel less miffed about us taking over her room. Annnnnd... viola!" They walk around the end of the dividing curtain, and Dr Barrera sees the boy. She doesn't say anything as they walk closer, but he can see her eyebrows raising in proportion to their approach to the boy's cock-thrusting struggles. Timothy has noticed the approaching woman, and is staring at her in alarm. As his hips keep thrusting and breath comes in grunts. Speaking at slightly louder than normal level Judy acts as if she's continuing a conversation. "Yes, I agree, with the number of girls to get dome today I think we'll have to concentrate on them and leave the rest of the boys till tomorrow. We'll be able to get them through a lot faster if we batch them. The nurse can get them undressed and sat down over there, we'll dispense with the dividing curtain. Ten at a time, you think? What about... uh, what's his name?" "Timothy. Very handsome lad, isn't he? I'm afraid he might have to be here an hour or even two. Nothing serious, just hoping some extended exercise of the prostatic system will resolve a little problem he has." "Not so little... Hello Timothy. How are you feeling? Do you like the exerciser?" She places a hand lightly palm own on his lower stomach, circling in a soft rubbing motion, her fingertips sliding in under the upper edge of the flat plastic 'bikini' plate. As if she's sliding her hand down into his underwear. He's still bucking, doesn't seem to have any ability to stop. Now he's blushing as well, a rush of colour flowing down from his face to his neck and upper chest. He tries to answer, but isn't capable. "Nnn... Nuuu... Uhhh... uuuuuu.... I... I.... uuuuuhhhh.... uhhhhh uh uh uh UHhh! Iuhhh... ah g... uh... goo uh.. all.... uh... good tha.... uh, uh, UHHHH....." She smiles cheerfully down at him. Her hand slides deeper under the bikini plate, fingertips splaying around the base of his penis. Her other hand she places flat on his chest, circling that lightly too, then stopping over his heart. "Mmmm, such stiffness. This is a very beautiful penis you have Timothy. Nice strong heartbeat in here too. Don't mind the exerciser. After all, admit it, it's really quite nice for a boy, isn't it?" There's not much point asking him anything in his condition, and she knows it. All he can do is stutter in between straining grunts. She's really just having fun making him try to answer her. As she teases Timothy, Dr Jackson stands slightly aside and dials a number on his cellphone. "Oh hello nurse, it's Dr Jackson here. Slight change of plan, can you round up the next ten girls on the list and bring them in as soon as possible please? Also, it would help if you would stay and help us organise the dears. .... They're ready? Good, see you in a minute then. That noise? Oh, that's Timothy. He's a bit distracted. You'll see. OK, thanks." Ending the call he turns back to Dr Barrera. "I think I should like to add some prostatic hydraulic massage cycles, perhaps every few minutes." He hands the exerciser unit remote control to Dr Barrera. "Also perhaps a lighter running intensity, with waves of stronger stimulation at intervals? If you could set that up, I'll do the rearrangements." He doesn't have to explain, she knows what he means. He wants the boy to mostly be able to pay more attention to his surroundings, but with episodes of noisy abandonment to overwhelming sexual input. As Dr Jackson pulls the dividing curtain back to one wall, lines up ten chairs with a good view of the boy, and moves the two female examination couches to a position where he can see them, she works up a custom control script for the male sexual exerciser. He'd mentioned 'spectacular glandular development, combined with total orgasm block... from a hack? Ejac-virgin? Can only mean the boy has a very large load of never-released spunk. That isn't going to be going anywhere today either. She chats idly to Christopher, making sure to keep him painfully aware of 'the lady doctor' watching his nakedness, his over-pleasured penis, and his own helpless writhings, as she codes up an excruciating new stimulation sequence for him. She does get a thrill out of doing these prostate pounders. He's going to be yelling his head off. Just wait. Shortly, there's a knock on the door. Dr Jackson strides to the door and opens it. Nurse %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% give it 10 minutes, still no cum what a surprise. Teachers do come in. He explains. DHM has authority anyway. They go away. He goes through his list of kids still to be examined. He calls school office and tells them he's going to do girls for the next couple of hours, then boys, etc. They can send girls a, b, c, & d from the list together now. %%%%%%%%%%%% Two hours later Timothy is nearly silent again, and exhausted from his frantic strained writhing and humping at the air. He'd had the prostatic massage feature turned on after the first half hour. Also selected bladder flush cycles a few times. No orgasm of course. But one seriously hypersenitized prostate. Also, 10 girls who'd all copped an extended and close up view of the boy's HUGE swollen erection, pulsing and swelling in the clear cylinder with the ministrations of the machine. 'My work here is done' --------------------- During the next hours, in spare moments during ongoing examinations he finishes the letter to Timothy's mother. Shortly before it's time to finish his amusing game with the boy, he prints it out on DHM letterhead, seals it in an envelope and addresses it to the boy's mother. Gives it to the boy and cheefully asks him to deliver it to his mum when he gets home. Stresses that he must, don't worry it's nothing bad at all, but it's private and sealed with the DHM tamperproof seal. I don't want to hear you tried to open the envelope, you hear! After the boy dresses (he notes the erection goes down quickly, smiles and thinks, 'nice scripting there, for a beginner!') he quickly writes two DHM memos before seeing the next child. Summarises his findings. Attaches the boy's MPA log, and family records links. Recommends course of action. One memo to DHM family sexual health oversight group: "Sirs, an unusual situation encountered. See attached details, and my recommendation. In anticipation of your approval, have initiated recommended first point of recommended situation resolution. Point #2 covert surveilance of subjects via MPA RF side channel bursting should begin on this date within 2 hours (before 3pm) and subsequent point events to be initiated by DHM at appropriate time." The other memo, to DHM intelligence and network security dept: "Sirs, an unusual situation encountered. See attached details, and my recommendation. Note that subject male youth presents opportunity for surveilance and penetration of novice group of MPA/remote hackers. Suggest covert monitoring be initiated per your initiative to work upwards through low-interest groups to identify internal DHM security breaches. Recommend no other action be taken against subject youth or associates, unless violations above your threshold of intervention occur in future. Subject's Family Unit is now under DHM family sexual health oversight group management, no involvement by other agencies required or allowed." Later in the day he sees both the older brother and sister of the boy. He plays it deadpan, and although they both seem slightly more nervous than they ought, there's no other incident. Without letting them know he downloads both their MPA logs too. He does make a point of mentioning that he's sorry to hear of the tragic accident that killed their father six years ago. How difficult things must be for their mother, in every way. He says he hopes they understand how hard she is obviously trying to care for them, and they must always think of her needs, and do their best to look after her too. Work hard at their studies, avoid getting into any trouble with the law (he stares hard at the brother when he's saying this) and always think very carefully about the consequences of your actions and what exactly you are trying to achieve. He makes a note in his organizer to regularly check on that family. It should be interesting. He'd almost included a recommendation for full covert internal video in the household too. But there'd been little chance that could have been up and running the same day, even though the mother was out at work daytimes. So the opening movement of his little 'script' would be missing. Such a shame. With any luck it should go quite well. Ah, but the case doesn't justify the expense anyway. He'll just have to imagine the scene, using the data from their MPA logs to check that something happened more or less like he planned. He'd received confirmations for both his memos, well before 3pm. The surveilance via the MPA public sideband RF network is verified to be up and running, while the subjects are in range of repeater units, which they are. And then the day's medical examinations are over. Back in his van he sits for a while in the MPA mobile operations post in the rear, doing some scripting of his own. His setup and software tools are much more sophisticated than anything the son could have. He's sitting at a workbench along one side of the van's interior, with a bank of electronic gear as a wall. On the row of flatscreens he's brought up the MPA status feeds of the whole family. Running in real time now that there's a surveilance feed operating. The data is being sent out in microsecond low power bursts from the four people's MPAs (now they've responded to the ID-targetted public broadcast command to commence transmitting), is picked up at DHM receivers piggybacked on the base stations of the cell network, encrypted and routed through the DHM sideband of the cellphone system's fiber backbone to the service provider central computer systems, where it's routed to the DHM local office over more fiber, decrypted, processed, reencrypted, then sent out via the cell system again to the base nearest his van, and finally decrypted again in his gear here. Effectively a VPN from their MPAs to his van. It's a two way link; he can perform full remote diagnostics and command opperations on their MPAs. On one of the van's computer systems he develops a script of fairly average complexity, and simulates it in a virtual model which includes AI social interaction modelling of the four subjects including probabalistic predictive submodels for their bodily functions based on standard person models and their own MPA medical parameters. If he was running this in real time, the model would be able to project forward from real-time MPA data streams to show their actual reactions and responses, with a very high probability of being right over short time spans. Only when choices depend delicately on purely cerebral choice, does this model's accuracy drop significantly. Most of the time, for most people, decisions and actions are based more on emotional/hormonal reactions. Which are really very, very predictable. After several cycles of refining his scripts then re-running the simulation to check his work as far as possible, he's satisfied with the results. No way to absolutely guarantee this will work, but 87% probability isn't bad. He sets the target IDs for each of the four scripts for mother, older son, daughter, and younger son, and clicks on send. Then a short review of this project's compliance with DHM policy objectives, and that tegether with a zip of the scripts goes off to file at the DHM family sexual health oversight group. Having finished dotting the i's he climbs back to the front of the van and takes the driver's seat. Time to quit and go home. His own wife and kids are waiting, and one mustn't neglect one's own family for work. He'll check on the results in the morning. Though, Marilyn will probably enjoy hearing about that 10 year old kid with the eight inch very adult looking cock and the incredible amount of jism backed up behind it. A good bedtime story. Should send her wild. He smiles. Maybe he should even celebrate, and allow both her and himself to cum. It's been nearly a month for her, and eight days for him. Much as they both enjoy the horny results of witholding, it is nice to see her cumming. This little drama is making him feel pretty randy too. Perhaps... he might bend the rules a little and let Marilyn watch that family's MPA data feeds tonight in real time. Just bars and numbers on a screen, with at most some simple stick figures in the 'posture' frames. Not what most people might consider erotic. Maybe he'll mention the idea, and see if she wants to. As he begins the drive home, he can't stop chuckling. Heh heh... that kid would be cumming for a very long time. His brother probably thought he'd set it up to go on for two and half minutes, but there's a lot he didn't know. Just dividing the spurt volume into the stored volume, and saying X spurts times Y seconds per spurt doesn't 'cum' anywhere near what's going to happen. For starters the MPA sensors of glandular volume aren't that accurate, and tend to underestimate. They're just fibers of nano-programmed self-assembling biotic, not calibrated measuring cylinders. The volume is calculated by the MPA processing units from assorted inputs such as the reported lengths of the fibers extending around the glands involved. The result is just a rough estimate. Especially in the case of long term retention due to offset drift, and *especially* for larger volumes, where both end-of-scale and contained volume errors become significant. Then there's the detail that the boy's seminal volume has been increasing unusualy rapidly, so the measuring fibers will have fallen behind in growing to enclose the expanding glands. Also the normal ratio of spongy tissue to actual fluids contained in that kid's swollen glands will be shifted heavily towards the fluids. So where the kid's MPA is saying 25 ml, it's probably more like 50 or 60 ml. He whistles, shaking his head and turning on the car CD player. A golf ball is about 35 ml of volume. Nearly two golfballs, and that's only the contained fluids! That kid has a LOAD. If this was an adult, with typically slower tissue growth and rate of fluids production, that sort of volume would take so long to build up that there'd be serious risks of cancer and infection due to souring of the material. But the boy's body has only been working on this for about three months. Still, it's a wonder the kid isn't having problems peeing, with a prostate and vessicles that bulky. Something to do with being a still growing boy, and young healthy tissues and organs adapting. Wonder if the kid feels anything odd when he's pooping? His prostate must project into the side of the lower rectum quite substantially. His brother had scripted the prostate outlet ducts to remain tightly closed, knowing there'd be considerable pressure developed. He was right, if he hadn't set the outlets to close as tightly as they could, there'd have been substantial leakage, and just taking a crap would likely have 'massaged' the prostate enough to drain a few mils. The trouble is, after three months of being closed so tightly the outlets will be reluctant to open, and tiny even when they do. The muscles will be conditioned to close preferentially, slow to relax, quick to tighten. So the volume ejected from the prostate and vessicles on each contraction will be much, much lower than 'normal'. Then the script had cut that down to 0.5ml. The boy hadn't known this parameter was a composite predictive, involving pressure, fluid viscosity, timing of contractions of the urethra relative to relaxations of the glandular outlets, elasticity of the urethra, recent ejaculatory frequency, and so on. Here, with seminal fluids up to three months old, the overall viscosity will be very high. And also variable, since semen is a mix of prostatic and seminiferous vessicle fluids. Some of it will be in the form of almost solid lumps by now, that will form blockages temporarily as they are forced through tiny openings. Other portions will be quite fluid, and eject in relatively larger spurts. The freeway is almost deserted here. With infrastructure still around from far more populous days, travelling never involves the jams it used to. The music relaxes, sending his thoughts on long reminiscent tangents. Lumpy semen, reminds him of his own pivate experience after experiments with long term orgasm avoidance. He recalls the incredibly intense sensation as the contractions fought to overcome logjams of particularly congealed lumps. Three months! The kid has three month old spoof in there. Plus the materials that have accumulated over years, as the young boy's prepubescent organs slowly developed. Zero orgasm count... He'll be spurting over fifty mils of clotted semen, on his very first cum. Thinking even further back, he can distantly remember the very first time he came. He can't even recall how old he was, but it must have been somewhere around eleven. As a child he'd spend hours playing with model ships and planes and such in the evening bath. There'd come a time when he'd been surprised to find his little penis often growing all stiff and hard. It had felt nice to touch it. He'd been an inventive child, and the bath play had often involved adding a plastic hose to the bath tap spout, and using the hose to spray water on the ships (sinking them in giant storms or whatever), making the plane propellors spin, and other such boyish delights. At some point he'd discovered that pointing the hose jet at the end of his penis (not that he'd known what it was even called then) felt really nice if it was already stiff, and would make it go stiff very quickly if it wasn't. Lucky enough to be uncircumcised, he'd have fun pulling his foreskin forward, and making it balloon up with the jet of water. It also turned out that if he held the hose end right against the end of his penis, the hot water pushed inside and made the whole of the little pipe up into his body feel nice. He could pee in the toilet next to the bath, then make water go in and fill up his bladder really full again. While doing all sorts of things like this he'd feel really excited and interested, and enjoy the wonderful feeling of his penis being so stiff and big. But he had no idea there was even such a thing as an orgasm. Somehow he'd completely missed out on being told about that stuff by anyone. Maybe due to being an only child, shy, and growing up in a time when sex-ed for young childred hadn't caught on. Always the feelings would get very intense and he'd eventually start to find them too much, and stop. It took a while for his penis to go soft again, and till it did he'd have that strong feeling that was very nice but also made it very difficult to think of anything else. He didn't want to have to go out of the bathroom, wearing his pyjama pants with the open split down the front, with his penis still hard. Wasn't really sure how his parents might react, but would rather not find out. Funny how the feeling seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. What did it mean? Then one evening, sitting in the bath playing the water jet over the swollen up glans of his penis, without any warning at all he'd suddenly been hit with an incredibly powerful sensation. It was so beyond his understanding and experience, that he'd reflexively dropped the hose and doubled over, clutching his penis. He'd closed his eyes, both scared of what was happening and overcome by the hammering bursts of... something unbelievable... happening in his groin. It had felt like he was passing out. Other than coughs and sneezes, the first time he'd ever felt his body doing something without him telling it to, or being able to do anything about. He'd been totally unable to react at all other than just sit there doubled over, clutching his penis while it and his body went WHUuuuu... WHhuuu... WHhuuuu.... over and over again. That's trying to put a sound effect to the feelings, because really he wasn't even able to breathe, let alone make a sound. Even when 'it' eeeeveeeentually stopped happening, he'd been afraid to move for a while. Mind frozen, partly blown away, with the bit that was left worrying itself to more pieces about what he might see when he did straighten up and look down at himself. What... had it broken off or something? Was he going to open his eyes and find the bath full of blood? After a while the fact that nothing hurt, and apart from the scary surprise that really had been... very nice... calmed him. He'd looked, found nothing apparently wrong at all. Heart still hammering, hands shaking, feeling kinda funny and weak, but OK. The water level was high in the bath, and by the time he'd managed to look at himself the bathwater had washed all trace of semen from the slightly less stiff penis he was still clutching. So he had no idea at all what had happened. Totally mystified. Trying to think of what that might have been, he was worried he'd somehow done something bad to himself inside. But it had felt good, and there wasn't any blood. Looking around he did find some sorts of milky white strands of something drifting in the bathwater, that felt sticky to his fingers. It didn't occur to him it could have come from inside his body. He tried spraying his penis again with the water, but although it had been getting softer, and did harden up again, it now felt somehow _too_ strong, so he stopped. It hadn't taken many more bathtimes after that to discover that there were lots of things that could be done to his hard penis to make that sensation happen again. That the white stuff came out when it happened, and actually it was really, really nice, especially if one wasn't panicked and fearful at the time. He sighs. Those days were well before the DHM and MPAs existed. He has few regrets of his youth, but he does kind of wish that he'd thought to see what happened if he'd resisted the urge to beat off every damned day in his teens through twenties. Sometimes several times a day. It had never occured to him there's be any reason to try that, or that the results in terms of intensity when he finally did come could be so much more intense. He must have been somewhere about the age of ten or eleven himself when he had his first orgasm. Then all those hyper virile teen and twenties years, he'd only ever once tried holding it for even a week. He'd been about 24 then, and just a week had been both difficult and powerful. Towards the end of the week he'd had a near-permanent erection, even at work. He'd worn baggy old green army pants with lots of bulky pockets, and a long loose t-shirt over the top. Most of the day he'd be standing at the workbench where he was repairing electronic equipment, enjoying the feeling of an exceptionally rigid dick, held vertical by his pants. The head was even poking out above the beltline, but unseen due to the baggy t-shirt. Such a debacle though. Being a shy only child he'd rarely had girlfriends, and this effort at abstinence was all because a girl he'd met weeks ago had come round to his flat the previous week. The plan had been to have sex, but it had been years without for him by that time. She didn't know that, and he'd been too shy to mention it to her. He'd undressed her, and they'd cuddled and he'd played with her very ready pussy. But he was still shy, and somehow didn't get undressed himself. Partly he was hoping she'd make some move to show him she wanted him naked. Such romantic foolishness! Partly because he was so nervous and didn't seem to be having any stiffening despite his fingers burried in the pussy of a very beautiful, wet, most enthusiastic girl. Anyway, she didn't make any such move, and after a while apparently (he guessed in hindsight) decided this was strange and had got dressed and left. Later, on the phone she'd been enthusiatic about coming around again next time she had a day off. Dee... the trainee nurse. She'd had the most lovely eyes.... So he'd decided that his stupid hesitancy and embarasment-caused non-erection mustn't happen again, and *this* time he'd he naked with an erection the moment she was ready. It wasn't like he normally ever had any difficulty getting hard - quite the opposite. Hence the week of no masturbation. It had worked too. She'd turned up, they'd done some shopping for food at the local shops, then gone back to his place. She'd been very nice, hugging and seeming ready. In the bedroom he made a move to begin undressing her, his erection obvious in his pants. And then.... she suddenly stood up and walked out. But not before knocking on the bedroom door of his flatmate, and pretending that he was trying to force her, and could his flatmate please help her leave. Wonderful. He never got any explanation from her why she did that, but guessed she'd felt slighted the previous week, and decided to 'get even.' Girls... Wasn't going to just talk to him or anything, and find out why he hadn't undressed himself. Just decided to exact revenge. In any case the upshot was that for years after that he felt massively depressed at the thought of speaking to girls, and the idea of asking out a girl he found attractive litterally made him shake with fear. Gave up any hope of finding a lover, and expected that it was solitary sex or nothing for him for the forseable future. That's the trouble with soft hearted Libran romantics, they are far too easily crushed. For a long time he'd completely forgotten how nice that week of aching erection had felt - it was locked away in a cupboard labelled 'horrid memories.' All of which, now he recalls that sad event, just goes to show how much better things are for everyone with the Morality Laws and MPAs. No more ridiculous misunderstandings due to excessive masturbation, shy erections, and females playing sexual revenge games. Sometimes even awesomely better. Like with this young fellow, who's soon going to having a most interesting life experience. He bursts into another round of chuckling, thinking more on how long it would take that boy to finish cumming, if he really did go for one loooong continuous cum. So he's got 50 to 60 mL in there - about two golf ball's worth. The outlets from his glands are going to be practically rusted shut after three months of continuous clamping against such pressure. His MPA is scripted to allow the control nerves to try to open them to a fraction of normal, but it's too simple minded to allow for their gimpy condition and so they aren't going to hardly open at all. And what little opening they manage, is going to be out of sync with his urethral peristalsis, most of the time. So his glands will try to expell... into a tightly clamped passage! Both sets of muscles have been exercised up to great strength over months, but here they will often be working against each other and there's by geometry a large disparity in power. The thicker, stronger urethra muscles working over a smaller diameter will easily win over thinner muscle sacks contracting around the large diameter glands. He wouldn't be surprised if fluid pulsed out of the glands into the urethra a bit too late in the cycle due to squeeky wheel outlet sphincters, gets forced right back where it came from by those out of sync urethral contractions. That's going to feel *really* intense. Plus he'll be shooting lumpy custard. With some of it months old and gone very thick. And then... ha ha ha! The script commands the orgasm state to continue until the prostate content is zero! Which, ha ha ha, it will *never* reach, because of the measurement offset error that exists with all MPA's, and especially with a 10yo kid's 60 ml in 3 months capacity. Even when each contraction is getting not a single drop more out of there, the MPA prostate volume variable is going to be showing something between 5 and 10 ml, and stuck there. But best of all, the older kid's script failed to deal with refractory period! Now this one's going to be reeeealy funny. The chemical and neurological reflex that cuts in to end an orgasm, and hold off the next arousal for a while. This system is pretty robust - it has to be since if it tended to fail then 'death by perpetual orgasm' would be a common way to go. The MPA could only bypass it with difficulty, and since the MPA wasn't told to do anything about it, it won't. It will just keep driving the orgasm nerve nodes in the spine, and the refractory system will act as a modulator on top of that. In the simulations he'd run it looks like the result will be an orgasm that feels continuous, with continuous ejaculatory contractions. But other elements of the orgasm will come and go in waves. During refractory periods fluid outlets from the glands will close off, and general sensitivity will rise greatly. There'll be intervals of the typical intense spurting, then the volume of ejaculate per contraction will rapidly drop off despite the contractions not fading at all. If anything, the increasing sensitivity will result in the now dry contractions feeling excruciatingly intense. Overfull glands contracting fruitlessly against the clamped-closed outlets, urethral peristaltic contractions pushing on nothing at all. Then after a while the refractory inhibition signals will fade, ejaculatory volume will pick up again and the orgasm will begin to function as best it can. Given all the other restraints, those will be intensely strong, struggling, pushed-back spurts, that mostly won't be actually pushing anything much out the end of his dick. But still mindblowing! Then after a while the refractory reflex will cut in again, and the cycle will repeat. So what's that going to be, till he's actually empty? He runs some rough guesstimates through his head. Say 60 ml to start. On a good spurt, if he's lucky and it doesn't all get pushed right back in there, let's say it's not that scripted 0.5 ml, but more like 0.2 ml. But with the refractory period motorboating volume it down to zero, maybe it'll be half that on average. 0.1 ml. 60 divided by 0.1, easy, it's 600. 600 squirts! Well, squibs really, there won't be much in any one of them, and none in many. Then just maybe, because the MPA will have a pretty strong override on this factor, the squirt rate might really be at 3 second intervals. That's 1.8K seconds, ... 30 minutes! But wait, that's not allowing for clots. No way to really figure that. Maybe 20% more? 36 minutes till he's about empty - and he's still not going to stop then, because the MPA won't register that he's empty. He'd left all the older brother's scripts untouched in the uploads he'd sent. If the brother looks, he'll see them still there. But the software is layered like an onion... His own changes are more subtle, but also more versatile. For instance out of concern the boy might actually 'cum to harm' if left to simply spurt and spurt indefinitely, he'd added a failsafe function to regulate orgasm durations and productivity regardless of remaining seminal volume. His extra scripts are hidden away in deeper, more secure parts of the boy's MPA processing structures, where 'older script kiddy' won't find them. To succeed, the experiment mustn't be seen to be observed. One ridiculously long continuous train of slow spurts for your first ever orgasm doesn't even sound like fun, and wouldn't be in practice either. Especially when so much more can be achieved with a little imagination. Turning into his street, his stomach rumbles emptily. It will be difficult to hold in the story through dinner and most of the evening, but with the kids around... He hopes Marilyn feels like an early night. Timothy comes home ----------------- ------------------------------------------------- The Letter --------- To the attention of Ms Sharon Mahler, Today I examinined your son Timothy Mahler. He is a fine young lad, well mannered, intelligent and cooperative. However I found that Timothy seems to have undergone early and imbalanced development of his reproductive organs. Penile development is well advanced, resulting in a large and aesthetically blessed organ. Erection is full, prompt and well maintained. Seminal production seems to have begun some time ago, and is well above his age peer average. However there is apparently a delay in achieving ejaculatory function. This condition can become difficult if it continues, due to accumulations of seminal fluids with no outlet. In the worst case, seminal outlet inadequacy may progress to fusing of the ducts. This would require surgical intervention, almost certainly resulting in permanent imparement of sexual function. Likely results would be seminal incontinence and loss of capability of orgasm and ejaculation. It is also a high cost proceedure, and hospital waiting lists are long. The only feasble and immediate non-surgical remedial proceedure involves applying penile stimulation on a daily basis, until ejaculation occurs. It cannot be stressed enough that the sooner he does achieve ejaculation the better. If his present ejaculatory challenge continues for more than a month, or his seminal fluid volume accumulation rate increases significantly, his condition will need medical intervention. Today Timothy received two hours of strong stimulation, but without a successful resolution. This may be taken as an indication of the seriousness of the problem, as he was in considerable distress from the internal pressure already present. The stimulation method used was mechanical, it may be that the absense of emotional attachment, feminine visual stimulus and normal copulatory mobility were factors in the failure. DHM records indicate that Timothy lives with you, his natural mother, and that his father died six years ago. He has two siblings, a brother aged 14 and a sister aged 13. It is noted that as a single mother with no adult male family members, your family does not posess an iPure MPA remote, but instead are under default supervision of the DHM community morals program. Which by default will apply rules of no-orgasm, no-pregnancy, no-masturbation, per the legislation relating to single women and girls. I bring to your attention the section of the Act related to necessary genital stimulation of dependent males. It stipulates that where the dependent male is required under the act to receive sexual relief at rates specified under the Act, this must be provided by the dependent male's moral guardian, or those she may delegate (who must be female, and may be a minor.) Timothy is below the age at which sexual relief requirements are mandated. However as a agent of the DHM qualified in sexual health, I am authorized to rule under Clause PM-351-34-c, that Timothy satisfies the requirements for Special Medical Emergency Relief Judgment. Further, I do so rule, and order that Timothy receive the following facilities of relief from his guardian or delegates: * Until he achieves ejaculatory adaquacy he shall receive vaginal and/or female oral/anal intercourse from his Sexual Guardian(s) by his own choice, at times of his own choice, and as often and for durations of his choice. Any non-injurious sexual play he may initiate must also be complied with, in the interests of maximizing his incidence of erection. * By my authority you are deemed to have delegated secondary guardianship to his sister, and Timothy may choose either youself or his sister to provide relief on any given occasion. * Ejaculatory adequacy is considered to consist of draining of seminal content beginning above 70% of glandular capacity, to below 20% of glandular capacity, in a single ejaculatory sequence. Three such valid events must occur on separate successive days, before adequacy is confirmed. This condition will be monitored via his MPA logs, and the family notified once it is met and verified by DHM analysis of the data. * Due to the urgency of his condition and importance of visual aids to boost the chances of successfully resolving his condition, I rule that both you and his sister must remain fully naked at all times when in his presence or within the house. Starting from when you inform him of these details, and no later than midnight tonight. This condition applies to both you and his sister, without exception. * As a further visual aid, I direct that the DHM community morals program update the MPA configurations of Sharon and Janice Mahler, with the following: - Required orgasms per day: two, accumulating. - An initial count of 10 be applied to the required orgasms counter, on application of these changes. - Orgasm block bypassed during vaginal intercourse with Timothy Mahler only. * Since these conditions may require public nudity, you will be provided with Naked In Public DHM licence bracelets, which must be worn at all times. Yours will bear the 'Public Sexual Acts Permitted' chevron, in case Timothy feels the need to attempt sexual relief, or related sexual acts, in public. * Once Timothy Mahler has achieved ejaculatory adaquacy, his sexual needs will be reevaluated by the DHM. It is anticipated that an amended Special Relief Judgement will be issued at that time. I further note that the 14 yo brother Scott Mahler is recorded to have achieved sexual functional competency but otherwise average sexual development. He is therefore entitled to between zero and two emission sessions per month. I so rule that to minimise potential disruptions to the urgent care of Timothy Mahler so long as it is required to continue, Scott Mahler be allowed one fully supervised single-orgasm self masturbation session per month only. Sessions to occur on the first Friday evening of each month, between 2000 and 2100 hours. Supervision will be provided by whichever family female member is not required by Timothy at the time. Masturbation and orgasm block removal by DHM community morals program, for that interval each month only. Zero Exercise Genital Stimulation sessions are to be provided. Compliance verification will be via daily MPA log uploads. This notification is to be posted in a prominently visible location within your household, and remain there until superceeded by subsequent DHM Order. One other minor matter. Timothy was abserved to have some smegma buildup around the rim of his glans today. Would you please during his bathtime this evening, demonstrate to him the practice of pulling back the foreskin and washing carefully in this area. I expect that during this activity you will see for yourself the distress his condition is causing him. This will be a good time to introduce him and his sister to the details of the new situation, and also perform the first genital stimulation. I am sure I need not remind you that DHS sexual health directves carry the full weight of the law, and must be complied with. Penalties for non-compliance are severe, and usually involve incarceration at the pleasure of the DHM. Regards, Russel Jackson DHM Sexual Competency Testing Officer ---------------------------------------------