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Old 10-24-2009, 07:45 PM   #8
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As I waited with my mom I thought how isolated I felt these last couple of years. I had tried to talk with my friends about my developing urges and the hard-ons I kept getting but it seemed to make them uncomfortable and they didn't want to talk about it. Once at a Get-Dare game I suggested a dare of rubbing the cock of the guy on your left until he gets hard and cums. They told me it was a stupid idea cause it wouldn't work and then decided to play video games instead. The thump, thump, thump sound of helicopter blades brought me out of these depressing thoughts. It sounded like at least a couple.

I heard my dad open the front door and say he's upstairs. I heard a bunch of guys clomp up the stairs, they burst into my room completely covered in hazmat suits. Big burly guys yelling orders like marine drill sergeants. They put a metal evacuation stretcher on the floor and strapped my arms and legs down so I couldn't move, I just lay there naked with my boner pointing to the ceiling. One tied a blindfold around my head, "we are going to a top secret undisclosed location. If you saw were it was you could never come back" he told me. I heard one guy look at me and whisper to his buddy that it sure looks real. By now I had figured it out, this was one of those scared straight deals where they take a guy away from his house, work the hell out of him for a couple month, and the kid's then to scared ever to touch drugs again. I doubt if it would work with jerking off, the drive is pretty strong. It seemed a little overboard to make this much out of a guy caught jerking off but the people at my parent's church are the kind that would think up such a stunt and a lot of them are ex-military so they probably would know someone who could fly a helicopter. While a few grabbed the sheets and pillows, the rest rushed me down the stairs, out the front door, across the street to the park, and secured the stretcher inside the black unmarked helicopter. It roared into the air the second I was secured.

I felt a woman toy gently with my hair and speak into my ear above the sound of the engine, "Hi, I'm Vicki. How are you doing, Tom? Anything I can do to help?"

"What's happening to me? Who are you? Where are we going?"

"Sorry, I can't help with that, this is all top secret. I meant, since you are tied down and helpless, I want to be sure you are OK. It would be big trouble for us if anything happened to you. " I felt her soft hands check the circulation in my tied hands and feet.

"I really have to pee. I woke up and then things got sort of crazy and I never got a chance to pee and I'm bursting."

"Let's see what we can do." I hear her searching for something then felt her hand on my cock. She held the tip of my penis into something that felt maybe like a water bottle. "OK, Big Boy, ready to go, let 'er rip!"

I let go and my stream flowed, "That's a relief, Thanks." It felt odd having her hand on my penis but I liked the feeling a lot. When I finally stopped she shook the last couple of drops off and let go as she put the bottle away.
"Are you a nurse?"

"Something like that, my job is to make sure you stay healthy and in good shape. I think I might like this job a lot. You remind me of my last boyfriend. The same well defined body, strong but not over developed. Probably play soccer or something like that which build good strong balanced bodies. I liked exploring his smooth perfect skin."

"Yeah, I play soccer and work out a little." She traced her hands slowly over my chest, abs, thighs. "Oh, keep going, is feels so good. Rub my nipples, please."

"You're just like he used to be always eager, always wanting more."

"You're great, my balls then my cock too, please."

"Just like him, always pushing for more but always polite and with that shy irresistible smile. Your cock wakes up just like his used to do. Just the right size, swollen, veins standing out and so eager. Too bad I have to ease off, but can't risk you shooting your cum!" She went back to rubbing my chest, abs, face, and hair. That felt plenty good enough, I forgot about what was happening to me, I just enjoyed the feeling of her hands. The sound of the engines softened, I felt the soft touch of her lips on mine, "We are about at the site. I've got to lay off or someone may come back here and see us. Hang in there. I'll do what I can to help."

I felt a little bump as the helicopter touched down. The guys in the hazmat suit rush in, unfastened the stretcher, wrestled it out the door, and bounced it along first in the cold air, then inside air. I heard our group echoing down long hallways, doors slamming shut behind us. They stopped, set down the metal evacuation stretcher, and un-cuffed me. A strong military voice commanded, "Stand up, Boy!" I stood up, stiff from being restrained. "Don't slouch, stand up straight." Air conditioning blew coldly on my naked body. My blindfold was removed, I blinked at the bright lights. I was in a small round white room with some type of medical table in the middle. A pretty blonde woman dressed in a white uniform, probably mid to late twenties came into the room. Although there was no ID or other insignia on her uniform, I knew from her concerned expression that she was Vicki. I looked up into the lights, I didn't see the ceiling, I dimly saw crowded figures seated in several circles going up into the darkness and could hear excited whispering. It was clear that helpless naked me was being exhibited to a whole bunch of people but had no idea why. Nervous, I started playing with my cock. "Drop that cock, we'll have none of that, Boy, especially since there are women present. Have you no shame?" boomed the military voice.

I quickly put my hands on my sides and looked down at my bare feet, "Sorry, Sir. I'll be careful where I put my hands!".

"Stand straight and look at me when you speak, Boy", boomed the voice.

I straighten up doing my best to stand at attention, "Yes, Sir!" Alone as a naked exhibit in this secret place, I certainly was scared but since my mind was thinking about Vicki's hands rubbing my body on the helicopter and these thoughts were causing my cock to swell, I doubt I ever would be scared straight.

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