"Mr. D'Agustino (not my real name of course) your purpose here is to provide the male orgasm experience. We appreciate the information you've provided to us the past few weeks. It has greatly helped our research. You are well liked here. Was there something bothering you? You seem less than enthusiastic lately. Are you not enjoying the research?" Dr. Paresh inquired. Her accent was South Western India. She appeared to be in her early 50's and her once jet black hair was now streaked with gray. She wrapped herself in a lab coat and I never saw her anywhere other than at her desk. Her bearing was regal. Her dignity immense. Every time we spoke I marveled that her type of research in no way matched her personality. She was gracious, thoughtful and incredibly intelligent.
"Please do not misunderstand me, Madame. I believe this place is as close to heaven as I'll ever get. I have been treated with every kindness and your staff has taken every one of my requests as a demand. I'm here for a different reason. There have been some things happen that I'd like to explore to greater detail. With your permission of course."
"If I understand you correctly what you're saying is that you liked some of the things you've done and want to do them again?" her eyebrows raised in inquiry.
"Uh yes. You could say that. I prefer to think of it as expanding on certain theories." I said squirming. Damn that woman was perceptive.
She steepled her fingers then brought them under her chin and looked me right in the eyes. "If I agree to this you'll have to wear additional monitoring sensors."
Additional? What more could they possibly add? I was nearly covered in the damn things during the experiments.
"Madame if that's what it takes then I'm willing to do what I can to help you further your research."
"Excellent! If you'd accompany me now the preparations for our newest trial are finished. The technicians are anxious to begin. I would like to be sure the additional sensors are placed correctly too. They are newly arrived and I'd hoped to do the first test myself," she explained.
She got up from the desk and beckoned me to the door. I was surprised and pleased to see her standing for a change. She was tall for a woman, nearly 5' 10" or so and thinner than you could tell from her in a lab coat sitting down.
As we walked down the long hall I thought about this whole situation and what I'd just been given permission to do.
During college I became a sperm donor for the extra money. It amused me that someone would pay me $50 a shot (forgive the pun) to cum in a little plastic cup. It was an excellent way to supplement my income and I could "donate" twice a week. After college the extra $400/month helped pay for my car, vacations and kept me in pocket money. Eventually the lab told me I passed the age limit for donors and my income supplement was about to expire. Then one of the lab techs told me about this place. 6 months and countless physical examinations later I was finally in the program. This was my 3rd session with them and the second day of a two week trial and I was using my vacation time.
We entered a fairly large very antiseptic room of warm blue tiles. I say warm because the tiles themselves were part of the heating/cooling system. The temperature of the room was a steady 72 degrees F. The "technicians" were familiar to me. The taller older one, Terry, had black hair streaked with neon blue. She was medium framed about 5'6" and 130 or so. Nice tits, carrying a bit more then most in the ass but an absolute freak. The shorter one, Amy, had bottle blond hair and was slightly slimmer than Terry. Both ladies were average in looks. Of the two I thought Amy the true freak. She did whatever you asked her to do without comment. They both smiled at me then became more business like when they saw who was with me.
I headed for the shower area. It was in the room but there were no walls or curtains. I had long since gotten over any lingering body modesty I may have had. I was an inch under six foot and an athletic 195. I didn't have a pack but was damn close. I watched the ladies watch me as I applied the special soap they provided. It was supposed to not dry your skin. Good thing because you were required to wash several times a day.
I applied a generous amount of KY to the tip of the nozzle before inserting it in my ass. I pressed a button and body temperature fluid, exactly what I can't even guess, shot into me. It wasn't painful and could even be an enjoyable sensation but the after effects was tingly and gave you this strange but excited sensation. I sat on the toilet and eliminated the enema. The ladies were watching, I knew but studiously looked away from me. After cleaning up I walked toward them completely naked my cock twitching.
