Attitude Adjustment

 By Ass Boy

We had grown up together, and we were best buddies.  We hung out with

each other, went to school together, and often got into trouble

together.   We all played sports in high school, and now into college.

I was on the cross  country team in the fall, and track team in the

spring. All this running  gave me a slim muscular build, and enough

endurance to go all night.  Jeff was  on the soccer team, and was one

of the team captains.  He was built a lot  bigger than any of us; he

was about 6'and was about 190 lbs. of solid muscle.   Jeff had brown

hair that was always cut real short, and light blue eyes.  When  he

played soccer, he terrified other teams by his size.  But his real

secret  laid inside his jock- inside it was about 9' of rock hard

cock.  Jeff had the  biggest endowment of any of us, and he used it as

much as he could. He didn't  care if it was some girl, or his right

hand, but he needed that cock serviced  all the time.  Mike was on the

swim team, and was the record holder in the  800m freestyle.   He was

shorter than the rest of us- about 5'8", and was  about 150.  He had

incredible upper- body strength from swimming, and really  hot legs.

All of that time in chlorine only made his blonde hair turn almost

white.  In order to make himself faster in the water, he shaved his

body hair  off.  Often, he would have one of us do it, and we

sometimes got carried away  with it. More than a few times he went to

meets with no public or ass hair  either! That only made his 7" of

thick prick seem bigger than it really was.  Seth was the 3rd. member

of our quartet.  He played on the cross country team  with me, and

threw the javelin on the track team. He was the one with the  closest

physical build to me, and we sort of looked alike.  We both had curly

brown hair, and blue eyes.  Some people thought we were cousins, or

even  brothers.  We both stood about 5'10", and both weighed about

160.  We spent  most of the off-season in the weight room, making full

use of the free  weights for the upcoming track season.  We both had

the same tight builds,  with great definition.  But the greatest

difference laid inside our jocks.   I was about 8" and cut, and Seth

was 7 1/2" and uncut.  He was the only one  of us who wasn't cut, and

we used to admire his long foreskin.

We had messed around with each other when we were younger, but as we

grew  older, the sex sessions got less and less frequent.  Most of the

other guys  got a girlfriend to service their needs.  I had messed

around with girls for  a while, but lost interest.  I didn't consider

myself gay; I just thought I  was in the undecided category.  I think

the other guys knew this, but it  wasn't a topic of conversation.

Occasionally, when we got together and got  drunk, we would start

playing strip poker.  Except when we played, the person  who was naked

first had to blow everyone else!  This made for interesting  games.  I

think that I lost on purpose quite a few times just so I could have

the pleasure of sucking my buddies off.  We all took loosing in good

stride,  and everyone had their turn on their knees eventually.  This

action would  leave us so horny that eventually someone would pull out

a jar of Vaseline,  and then the fucking would begin.  I was happy to

screw the brains out of my  friends, but I wasn't too pleased when I

was on the receiving end of their  hard cocks.  Maybe it was because

all of them fucked me like they were some  kind of rabbit- hard and

fast.  By the time that they got it stuffed into my  ass, they took a

few quick thrusts, groaned, dumped their loads and pulled  out of me.

I don't think I had ever received any pleasure from being  fucked

because by the time I got over the pain of having a hard cock forced

up  my tight ass in one thrust, it was pulled out.  This left me

always feeling  empty, and looking for someone who could do the job

right.  When I fucked one  of my buddies, I gave them a good long

ride.  In the time it took me to fuck  one of them, they could fuck

each other 3 or 4 times.  But the person I was  screwing usually came

at the same time that I did, and they thoroughly enjoyed  it.  They

also couldn't sit down for a week, but at least they remembered the

screwing they received from me longer that anyone else.

The night that began our little odyssey was during Cabbage Night

during  our Sophmore year at the State University.  Jeff's dad had

given him a Jeep  for his 18th birthday, and the four of us were in

it.  We had been drinking  a lot of beer that Mike's brother had

bought for us, and Seth brought some  weed.  We were all pretty buzzed

when someone suggested that we go to the  graveyard and cause some

problems.  Ordinarily, we wouldn't do this, but the  beer and weed

made it seem like a good idea.  After we got there, Jeff and  I

thought it would be funny to push over some headstones.  It was tough

work,  but I think that we had pushed over about 4 when Seth and Mike

started doing  it too.  We were stoned but good by now, and we were

laughing as we strained  to push the stones over.  If we hadn't been

laughing so loudly, we might have  heard the sheriffs cruiser pulling

in behind the Jeep.  When Deputy James  turned the spot on us, we were

like deer caught in a headlight.  We didn't  know what to do.  I

quickly thought that we should make a break for it, but I knew that we

were flat busted.  He ordered us to stand there with our  hands behind

our head while he called for a backup.  Within about 20 minutes, we

were all cuffed, and riding to the police station.

When we got to the station, we were hand cuffed to the wall. We

started to talk when Sheriff Anderson entered the room, and he said

"Shut Up!  No  talking you little punks!"  He closed the door, and we

sat there for what  seemed an eternity. We just stared at each other,

scared shitless.   We had gotten into trouble before, but they had

just taken us home, and talked  to our parents.  We all got grounded,

and after a few weeks, it was all over.   But this time it was

different.  We had been handcuffed to the wall.  We were  all over 18,

so we could be tried as adults.  I thought that we would all get

probation, or maybe community service.  Or they might just call our

parents,  and they would let us go home with them.  I thought that

they should lock me  up for my own safety.  My dad could handle a lot,

but he let it build up for  a long time, until he couldn't control his

own rage.  He once kicked in my  bedroom door after I had locked it.

He also could punch huge holes in the  wall.  And if he ever got a

hold of you, good luck.  Dad was about 6'3, and  200.  He could kick

the shit out of me, and would do so when we got home.   My attention

turned back to the present when I heard our parents talking in  the

next room with Sheriff Anderson.  We could hear their voices, but

couldn't understand what they were saying.  After about 20 minutes,

they all  left the room.  Soon after, Sheriff Anderson came into the

room, and our  parents weren't with him.  He took a chair from the

other side of the room,  and dragged it in front of us.

"This is the situation boys.  Your parents  were just here.  I told

them about your little adventure at the graveyard.   I also told them

about the beer in the Jeep, and the pot we found in it.  I  also told

them about the joints we found when we searched you boys.  I

explained their options.  1) I could release you into their custody,

and you  could go home with them, or 2) You could stay here until

tomorrow when the  circuit judge comes to town.  They all agreed that

this was the last time  anything like this was going to happen, and

that they wanted you to learn a  lesson from this.  So they agreed

that you should pay for what you did.  We  can press charges against

you all.  Since you are over 18, you would be tried  as a adult.  We

will make this case stick against you, and we have enough  evidence to

send you away. Now we don't want that to happen, now do we?  I  talked

with the district attorney, and he would be willing to drop the

charges if you boys agreed to get out of town, and spend the weekend

at a  correctional facility for young men.  The state uses one where

they place  young men like you - The Ellenburg School.  I called your

parents back, and  they agreed that you should all go there, and maybe

you will learn something  about respect.  Do you all understand me?"

We all croaked a

"Yes".

"Good  then.  I've arranged everything.  You will be driven there

tomorrow by me.    I'll pick you up Sunday.  Any questions?"  We all

shook our heads.

"You'll  spend the night here in solitary confinement.  If I was to

throw in the  general lockup, your asses would be mighty sore by the

A.M."

  He got up,  unlocked each of us, and lead us towards the cells.  As

we all walked by the  general lockup, I could hear the catcalls, and

guys making sucking noises.   One of them yelled out

"Hey Anderson!  I like my meat to be young and tight!   Think you

might put those boys in here so that they can get what they need???"

He laughed, and grabbed his crotch.

"Not tonight Bill.  You can't have these  ones."

 joked Anderson.  He opened a solid door, and escorted us inside.

There were 2 bunk beds, a sink, and a toilet.  That was it.  We

mingled  around in the center of the room,  scared out of our minds.

"You boys better  get to bed soon.  I'll get you up at 7, and we leave

for Ellenburg at 9.   Lights out in 5 minutes."

 With that, he turned and closed the door.  A loud  clank signaled

that we were locked in for the night.  We just stood there,  looking

at each other. Nobody said anything.  Nothing needed to be said.  I

finally spoke.

"We better get to bed.  We'll need all the sleep we can get."

   I jumped onto the top bunk, and Seth got in the bottom one.  Jeff

dropped  into the bottom bunk of the other bed, and Mike climbed onto

the top one.   Within about a minute, the lights went out.  We all

just stared into the  darkness, thinking what had transpired tonight,

and what the future would  bring.  I don't know when I fell asleep,

but it wasn't for a long time.  I  don't know what time it was when

someone screaming awoke all of us.  It must  have been about 3 or 4.

Through the wall we heard someone yelling

"No Bill!  Fuck you! Ouch!! Hey!! Let me go guys!!  Bill, what are you

doing!!! AAAHHHH  SHIT!! Get it out!! Get it out of me!!!  Ahh fuck!"

We all looked at each  other, and we knew what was happening next

door.  The noises next door  changed, and soon we heard Bill making

grunting noises and the person he was  screwing screaming with every

thrust.  Whoever was on the receiving end wasn't  going to be able to

sit down for a month from the sound of it.  With one  large growl,

Bill must have came, and soon the noises stopped.  All of us  were

thankful that we weren't in there.  After a while, we all fell back

asleep.

Right at 7, the overhead light tuned on, and the door opened.  We got

up, ate, and were lead into the waiting cruiser right at 9.  After

about 2  hours, the cruiser pulled up to the school, and a waiting

guard opened up the  tall gate.  This wasn't your average boarding

school, unless they all had 12  foot fences around them with guards.

We drove up to one of the buildings.   As we got out, I could see that

it was the Administration building.  Sheriff  Anderson lead us inside,

and down the hall to the office that said

"Provost"  on the door.  He opened the door, and directed us to 4

chair against the back  wall.  He sat down close to the desk.  Soon,

the door opened, and a guy about  30 walked in, and sat down.  I could

read the name on his desk

"Dr. Andrew  Walkins".  This guy was a doctor?  He was about 6'2", and

must have weighed  about 230 or so.  He must have been a bodybuilder,

and his arms were like  trees inside his white dress shirt.  I don't

know how he even buttoned his  shirt, because his chest was huge.  He

definitely wasn't your average provost.   The Doctor shuffled some

papers until he found some folders.  Then he said  "Nice to have you

at Ellenburg, boys.  I hope that your weekend here will be  a learning

experience for you.  I think that you will grow to love it here,  as I

do.  I've read your files, and you are all excellent athletes, as well

as good students.  But you apparently need an attitude adjustment

because  you're screwing up you lives for no good reason.  We'll help

you to grow here,  and to respect authority.  Any questions

gentleman?"  We all shook our heads  "No".

"Good then.  I have some business to finish up here with the sheriff.

I'll have one of the seniors escort you to the infirmary to check you

out."

   He pressed a button on his phone, and spoke into it.

"Scott, I have some  gentleman that I need you to take to the

infirmary."

  He pressed another  button, and the speaker turned off.

"I will be in to talk to you gentleman  soon.  Follow Scott, and he'll

get you started here at Ellenburg."

  Just then,  the office door opened, and a tall blonde wearing a tie

told us to follow him.   We got up, and followed Scott down a maze of

halls.  This building was huge,  and there were doors everywhere.  Why

did they need such a big building?   There were only like 200 guys

here.  I saw a few department offices, and the  sorted administration

offices.  There weren't any other students in the halls,  just

professors and the office staff.  After we went down 2 flights of

stairs,  we didn't see anyone else until we reached a solid door that

said

"Infirmary".   Scott opened the door, and told us to take a seat.  We

sat down on the bench,  and waited.  Scott pressed a buzzer next to

the inner door, and took a seat  across from us.  Out of the corner of

my eye, I checked Scott out.  He was  really hot, and I started to get

hard.  And then I thought - Hey! You are in  what amounts to a prison,

and your getting hot for one of the other prisoners! My hard-on soon

was soft again.  After about 5 minutes, the inner door was  buzzed

opened. Scott got up, and told us to follow him in.  We enter the next

room, and it looked like a locker room.  There were lockers against

one wall,  and a row of benches in the middle.  At the far end of the

room, there was  another student getting dressed while a guard watched

him.  The student was  obviously sore, and when he sat down he let out

a loud moan.  The guard  ignored this, and told him to

"Move your ass, now!"  The student quickly  finished dressing, and

they left before Scott spoke again.

"Ok boys.  Strip , and put your things in the lockers."

  We all looked at each other, and  hesitated.

"NOW!!!", snapped Scott.  We jumped, and worked to get all of our

clothes off as soon as possible.  Scott also began to take his clothes

off.   Under that shirt was a really hot body.  And under the boxers

was 8" of thick  man dick.  But there was something weird about it.

He didn't have any pubic  hair, and there was a tube hanging out of

the end of his cock.  On the end of  the tube was a small clamp. I

didn't know what it was, but I hear Mike gulp  when he first saw it.

Soon, we were sitting on the bench, naked.  Scott was  carefully

looking at each one of us, taking his time while he checked out our

bodies.  I was sort of enjoying this, and started to get hard again.

Scott  was also enjoying this, as his dick was getting bigger all the

time.  All he  could say was

"Nice.  You're going to make a lot of friends here boys.  Lots  of

close personal friends."

  He laughed, and said

"Get your asses off that  bench, and follow me."

  We meekly followed Scott towards another door.         Scott opened

the door, and told us to line up against the wall.  The room was

covered with white tile, and there were shower heads  all around it.

As we  got to the back wall, we all noticed that there was leather

restraints placed  so that we would be spread eagle if we were put in

them.  Scott came over,  and without a word, turned Seth around, and

pushed him against the cold tile.   Seth yelped, and tried to back

away from it.  Scott grabbed his left arm, and  pulled it towards the

restraint.  Soon, his wrist was restrained, and Scott  did the same to

his right.  Seth struggled as Scott tried to fasten his right  ankle

to the wall, but Scott responded by grabbing Seth's balls and

squeezing  them hard.  I watched as Seth stopped struggling, and his

eyes began to tear  up.

"Give me any more shit, and I'll tear 'em off?  Got that punk??"  Seth

squawked

"Yes."

"Around here boys, you will call anyone superior to you Sir.   Do you

understand me??"  Seth shot back

"Yes, Sir."

"Now that's better, boy.   And that goes for the rest of you too"

Seth offered no resistance as his legs  were bound.  The rest of us

learned what happens if you struggle from Seth's  experience.  As we

too were bound spread eagle to the cold tile, we didn't  fight Scott.

He worked quickly, and within minutes, the four of us were  stretched

on the walls.  Scott stood back to admire his work, and began to

speak again.

"Well now boys,  guess you don't have much choice about anything  I

might do to you.

"  He walked over to Mike, and felt his butt.  Mike tried  to move

away, but it was no use.  Scott enjoyed the attempt at resistance,

and responded by running his index finger down Mike's ass crack.  This

really  pissed Mike off, and he yelled

"Cut it out asshole!!!"  Scott responded  "You'll now learn what

happens if you speak out without being spoken to!"  He  walked across

the room, and opened a cabinet door.  A variety of paddles and  whips

hung on the door, and he took his time selecting one.  He finally

selected a wooden one that they use in fraternities for initiation.

We all  knew that because Jeff's brother was in one, and he brought

his paddle home  to show us.  Scott slapped the paddle against his

hand a few times to get the  feel for it.  He told Mike

"If you yell out, I'll start the count from 1  again, and double the

number you're going to get."

  With that Scott wound up  with two hands, and let Mike have it on

the ass.  Thawk!!!  I looked over at  Mike as the paddle hit him.  His

eyes closed tightly, and he bit into his  lower lip so that he

wouldn't make a noise.  Scott said

"One."

  Again, Scott  wound up, and let Mike have it on the ass again.

Thawk!!!  Mike grimaced as  the pain shot through his ass.

"Two".  Scott wound up again, and Mike  prepared himself for the blow.

Thawk!!!

"Three."

 Again and again, the paddle  slammed into Mike's ass.

"Three".  Thawk!!!

"Four". Thawk!!!

"Five".  Thawk!!!

"Six". Thawk!!!

"Seven". Thawk!!!

"Eight". Thawk!!!

"Nine". Thawk!!!  With as much strength as he could, Scott let Mike

have it.  THAWK!!!  We all  jumped from the sound of this blow hitting

Mike's ass, and the pain seemed to  go through all of our bodies.

"Ten!  Boy, is your ass red!  You should  remember that paddling for a

while.  I think that from now on you will let  anyone superior touch

you in any way they want to, and you will do so without  protest.  Do

you understand me, boy???"  Mike almost cried

"Yes, sir!"

"Good  then.  I'll go back to doing what I was before."

  Scott put the paddle down,  and went back to feeling Mike's bubble

butt.  Mike didn't pull away this time  when Scott's hands felt his

buns.  He didn't even make any noise when Scott  ran his fingers up

and down his ass crack, stopping to linger on his rosebud  asshole.

Scott pulled his fingers out of Mike's crack, and licked his index

finger.  Without warning, he shoved his spit-covered finger into Mike.

Mike's body jerked in the restraints as Scott's finger forced its way

inside.  Mike let out a small moan as the finger slipped past his

sphincter,  and into his anus.

"Boy, you've got a tight warm hole!  We'll have to work  on opening

you up!

"  Scott pulled his finger out, and with his other hand,  grabbed

Mike's hair and pulled his head back.

"This ought to give you a  preview of upcoming attractions!"  With

that, he wiped his spit covered  finger that now had ass slime on it

under Mike's nose.

"Breath deeply,   asshole!  You'll learn to like it soon enough!"  He

let go of the hair, and  Mike was clearly shaken by this.  Scott then

moved over to me.

"Well well!   What do we have here??  Some little punk with no respect

for anything or  anybody!!  Well, you'll learn that soon enough!"

Without spit on it, Scott  rammed his finger into my ass.  Remembering

what happened to Mike, I grimaced  as the pain shot through my

asshole.

"All right! A loose ass!  You'll make  lots of new friends.  And don't

worry about your asshole boy.  You'll be able  to take a fireplug up

there by the time you leave!"  He then ripped his finger  out, causing

me more pain.  And he wiped my ass slime under my nose, too.  It

really stunk, and it was so humiliating.  I was thankful when he moved

over  to Jeff.

"Aahh, a muscle boy!  Nice bod!  That's great, because you muscle

boys can take more abuse!  And look! A nice big dick!  Bet you get

kind of  horny with that big thing hanging between your legs, huh?

Bet you like to  fuck with it, huh?  Well, I've got news for you boy!

You're going to be the  pussy here!!  Your muscle butt is going to

learn how to please other men, and  your big prick isn't going to do

shit!  We'll see to that!  Doesn't that sound  like fun, boy???"  Jeff

was shaken by this talk, but he remembered to say  "Yes, Sir."

  Scott then moved down to Seth.

"Another hot body!  Boy are you  guys going to be popular around here!

And you like to fight me too!  You'll  be fun to break in.  Soon

enough, you'll be begging for us to stop.  But we  won't listen to

you.  I wonder how tight your ass is??"   The index finger  was again

jammed into an asshole, and Seth jumped as it entered him.

"Boy,  is your ass loose!  I predict that you'll have lots of new

friends that will  gladly put their greasy fists into you!!!"  We all

looked at each other, and  wondered what he was talking about.  Greasy

fists?  What did that mean?  Seth  moaned as the finger was pulled

out, and then two fingers were pushed right  back in.  I think it took

everything Seth had not to cry out when the two  fingers went in.

"Ahhh yes!  You open up very quickly.  You'll have all  sorts of fun

in a little while."

  The fingers were pulled out, and again,  the ass slime was wiped

under Seth's nose.

"Oh yes.  I forgot to give muscle  boy some."

  The second finger was wiped all over Jeff's upper lip.

"There.   All of you have ass slime under your noses.  But I noticed

that you all have  hair on your asses, cocks, and holes, except for

swimmer boy over there.   Around here, as soon as you enter, you loose

all of the unnecessary body hair.   Only the staff is allowed to have

hair on cocks and asses.  Now I guess that  I'll have to shave you

all.  And remember- don't move when I shave you because  we don't want

any razor cuts, now do we??"  Scott walked across the room, and  got a

package of disposable razors and 2 cans of shaving cream.  He put them

down, and walked over to the far wall.

"First I'll have to hose you boys  off."

  He turned the hose on us.  We all jumped as the ice cold water hit

us.   "There. That should do."

  He then walked over to Seth, and put shaving cream  all over his ass

and into his hole.  Without a word, Scott stripped away  Seth's dark

brown ass hair, and the hair that surrounded his asshole.

"Boy  are you hairy!  But we'll fix that soon enough.  I think all of

you need a  further reminder of your place around here, so I will also

shave your legs,  chests, and faces. That way you will look just like

you did before your  hormones kicked in."

  Soon, all of the hair was gone from the back side of  Seth, and

Scott unhooked the restraints and turned Seth around, and refastened

the restraints.  In a few minutes, Seth was shaved clean.  Jeff was

next.   Scott went to work, and soon Jeff was stripped of his body

hair.  Out of the  corner of my eye, I could see Jeff's cock getting

harder.  It looked even  bigger without hair, and I too started to get

a hard on.  Scott pulled out a  new razor, and lathered me up.  After

the hair around my hole was gone, Scott  commented

"What a pretty little hole.  Remember how it is now boy, because by

the time you leave here, it won't feel or look the same."

  He worked quickly,  taking all of the hair off my body.  After he

turned me around,  he smiled  when he saw my semi- hard on.

"Are we turned on by this?  Good!"  In about  10 minutes, all of my

body hair was gone.  I looked like I did when I was  about 12.  And I

felt naked, too.  Scott moved to Mike.  Mike had shaved  only 2 days

ago, so Scott just cleaned him up, and then turned him around.   Mike

didn't shave his pubes, so Scott lathered them up, and they too were

soon gone.  After he was finished with Mike, Scott stepped back to

admire his  work.  There we were- three college jocks, strapped to a

wall, and naked.   All of our body hair was gone, and we looked like

four pre-pubescent boys.   Scott must have realized this too, and he

said

"Looks good boys.  Now I'll  let you down one by one, and wash your

whole body.  After I'm done with you,  you will be restrained again."

  He walked over and unhooked Mike.  We all  watched as Scott washed

Mike like some small boy.  The soap didn't miss an  inch of Mike's

body. Scott seemed to be extra thorough around Mike's cock,  and the

crack of his ass.  Mike started to get hard from this extra

attention.  Scott saw this, and quickly ended the shower.  With a

final  rinse, Mike was lead back to the restraints, and was strapped

to the wall  once again.  One by one, we were all bathed by Scott.  We

all were treated  like small children.  And on each one of us, he

played with our asses and our  cocks as he washed them.  Soon, we were

all clean, and strapped to the wall  again.

"Good job boys.  See how much easier it is when you follow the rules?

My job here is done.  I'll see you later, hopefully".  As he left the

room,  he played with each of our cocks until they started to get

hard.

"Nice boys.   You'll like it here soon enough."

  With that, Scott walked to the other door,  and exited the room.

The four of us hung there on the wall for what seemed like an

eternity.   In reality, it was probably about 15 minutes.  Not one

work was said, for fear  that they could hear us talking.  We just

hung there, drying off.  Suddenly,  the lights went off.  We could

hear the door opening again, and someone  entered the room.  When the

lights turned back on, there was Dr. Andrew  Walkins.  As my eyes

adjusted to the light again,  I was shocked by what he  was wearing.

There he stood, wearing tall black leather boots, a black rubber

jock, and a short lab coat that barely covered his huge chest.  On his

coat  was embroidered

"THE DOCTOR".

"Welcome gentleman to the Infirmary.  This is  where you will learn

respect.  I promise that by the time you leave here, you  will be

singing a different tune.  We have different methods that I designed

to change young men's attitudes.  Believe me when I say that you will

receive  an attitude adjustment here at Ellenburg.  Do you all

remember Scott, the  senior who prepped you?  Well, when he came here

3 years ago, he was into  drugs, and holding up convenience stores.

Now look at him- a model citizen!   What a change from what he used to

be.  You too will be changed when you leave  here.  Now we will begin.

After I unhook you all, you will follow me to the  Enema Room."

  Soon, we were free, and waiting to follow the Doctor.  We  followed

the Doctor down a dark hallway to a door labeled

"Colonic Room".   As we were lead in,  I saw 4 tables that were

covered with black rubber, and  their purpose was obvious.  There were

restraints at each corner, and another  that looked like a seat belt

in the middle.  The Doctor called to Mike, and  told him to approach

the table.

"Lay face down on the table, and position  your hip bones on the

pads."

  As Mike crawled onto the table, we all watched  in terror.  Mike did

as the Doctor instructed, and centered his hip bones on  the two pads.

The Doctor wasted no time in fastening Mike to the table, and  soon

Mike could barley move a muscle.  The pads were adjusted to provide

the  correct angle, and soon their purpose became apparent.

"You see these pads?   Watch as I crank them up."

  He turned a lever, and the pads pushed up on  Mike's hips, forcing

his butt higher into the air.

"Notice that the pads are  separate.  This is to enable you to take

your enemas without having the  pressure on your abdomen.  The angle

also allows the enema to go deeper into  your asses."

  We all looked at Mike, strapped to the table, his ass high  in the

air.  One by one, we too were strapped onto the tables, and our asses

were pointed skyward.

"Great.  Now we will begin with lubricating your  assholes."

  I heard the sound of a rubber glove being put on, and a drawer

sliding open and closed.  A small

"snap" came next, and I knew that was a tube  of KY jelly being opened

up.  I tried to look at who was going to get it  first, but the tables

had been designed to prevent that; there were boards on  the sides

that prevented you from looking at the other people.  I heard the

Doctor say

"Now open up Seth, and let the good Doctor lube you."

  Seth grunted  as the fingers found there way into him.

"Good boy."

  I heard him move.   "Take a deep breath Jeff."

  As Jeff breathed in, the greasy fingers were  pushed into him.  He

moved again.

"Seth, it's your turn."

  Seth groaned as  his ass was invaded.  And I knew I was next.  I

felt the Doctor move behind  me.

"Chris, your last."

  He wasted no time in working a ton of KY inside  me.  I squirmed as

his finger slipped into my anus.

"It's of no use to  struggle.  You don't have a choice now Chris."

  And to remind me of this  fact, he pushed in another finger, and

started to twist them around.  Its a  good thing I was strapped down

because I would have got up and run away if I  hadn't.  All I could

reply with is a moan.  Soon, the two fingers were pulled  out.

"Your all lubed up now.  I will prepare the enemas for each of you."

  I  heard him walk across the room, and open a cabinet.  I heard

clanking sounds,  and then water started to run from a faucet.  I

counted the enema bags being  filled up.   And I could tell that they

were big ones too....

...I remembered the last enema I had.  I was in the hospital a few

years  ago, and the doctor said I needed one.  Soon after, a male

intern came in with  a enema bag, a tube of KY, and a rubber sheet.

He pulled the curtain closed,  and rolled me over so that he could put

the rubber sheet under me.  He rolled  me onto my stomach, and without

a word, stuck his greasy finger up my ass.  I  let out a yelp, and all

he said was

"Relax.  This isn't so bad if you just let  it fill you, and don't

fight it."

  That calmed me down some.  He then went  into the bathroom, and

filled the bag up.  When he came back, he hung it by  the top of my

bed on a hook.  I could see that it said

"2 1/2 qt."

 on the  side.  As I studied the big red bag, the nozzle found its way

inside me.  I  heard a

"Click", and the water ran into me.  I had never had an enema before,

and here I was, starting to enjoy it!  As the water filled me, my cock

just  got harder and harder.  The intern let the water fill me slowly,

and I had  ample time to rub my hard cock against the rubber sheet.  I

was rubbing the  sheet when the cramps began.  I told the intern that

I really had bad cramps,  and could we stop for a minute?

"Ok. But you will have to take all of it.  Doctor's orders."

  I looked up to see that the bag was about half empty.   How was I

going to take all that water?  I'd explode!  After a few minutes,  the

cramps went away, and the flow was started again.  As the water

continued  to flow, I began rubbing the sheet again.  I couldn't

believe how hot I was  getting from some tube being shoved up my ass,

and water being forced into it!   Man, was I hard!  I think that the

intern sensed this, and as I got down to  the bottom of the bag, he

began to slowly fuck my hole with the enema nozzle!   I couldn't

believe it!  As my rubbing increased, so did the force of the  nozzle

fucking.  As the last of the bag drained dry, I began to buck the

rubber sheet, sliding my rock hard cock on it as the intern went to

town with  the nozzle in my hole.  All I could do was moan as I began

to cum all over the  rubber sheet.  As I came, I rubbed my cock on the

sticky rubber, and the  nozzle was still being worked in and out by

the intern.  With one final spurt,  I collapsed onto the cum-cover

rubber sheet, forgetting about the tube and the  2 1/2 quarts of water

in my ass.  The intern waited a moment, and spoke.  "I like to help

guys to take enemas.  I know how unpleasant it is, and how  horny you

get when you take one.  So I help to relieve your discomfort by

providing the rubber sheet, and the nozzle action.  Now don't you feel

better  about taking enemas??

"

"That was great.  You can come back anytime if you  do that again!"

But I suddenly realized that I still had the water in me when  he

pulled the nozzle out.

"I can't hold it!!  I've got to go!!!"  He lowered  the side of the

bed, and helped me stand up.  As I stood up, the rubber sheet  came

with me, glued to me with my own cum.

"Let's just leave that here", as  he peeled it off.  I dashed to the

bathroom, and dropped onto the toilet.   With a sigh of relief, I

opened my asshole, and let the water exit me.  After  a few minutes,

all the water was gone, and I wiped myself off, both front and  back.

When I returned to the bed, the intern had cleaned up my mess, and had

packed up his enema bag.

"Thanks for the enema.  I really appreciate what you  did for me."

"Any time.  I like to help those in need whenever I can!"  He  smiled,

and left me with my enema memories...

... My mind snapped back to the present when I heard the water being

turned off.  I could hear the Doctor connecting the hoses, and the

"click" of  the clamps.  One by one, he brought the bags over to where

we were strapped  down, and hung it from a chain by our asses.  After

all the bags were hung up,  I heard a drawer slide open, and some

fumbling.  Whatever the Doctor was  doing, he was doing it to

everyone's enema bag.

"Now for a little  explanation, gentleman.  You each have a 4 quart

bag hung above your asses.   Connected to the bag is a double bardex

nozzle.  This nozzle will ensure that  you take all of your enema, and

that you can't expel any of it until I let  you.  You also can't force

the nozzle out of your asses by pushing on it.   Now to insert the

nozzle into Jeff."

  There was some noises of things being  moved around, and all was

quiet until I heard the sound of a small hand pump  or something.  It

sounded like one of those things that they use to inflate  the blood

pressure cuff.    The hissing sound continued, and I counted 7 times

before Jeff started to groan.  As the hissing went on and on, Jeff

just moaned  louder with each hiss.  After about 14 or so pumps, I

heard the Doctor move.   The next sound I heard was that hissing

noise, and then Seth started to grunt  with every hiss.  Again, the

Doctor moved, and I could feel his presence  behind me.  With one

hand, he pushed my ass cheeks apart, and a rubber nozzle  was pushed

into my hole.  I expected it to be the same as the enema that I had

in the hospital, but it was soon very apparent that it wasn't.  After

the  nozzle was pushed in about a inch or two, the feeling of the

nozzle changed.   Instead of being solid, it felt like someone was

pushing a balloon into me.   It felt really strange, and I squirmed in

my bonds as the nozzle was pushed  in further.  The Doctor ignored my

movement, and continued to push the nozzle  deeper and deeper.  As the

nozzle went deeper, the feeling of it changed  again.  It went back to

feeling like it was solid again.  When it reached this  point, the

Doctor stopped pushing, and removed his hands from my ass.  I felt

the nozzle being tugged on, and then the hissing sound started again.

I  didn't feel anything until the second pump.  As the Doctor pumped,

a balloon  started to inflate in my asshole!  Again and again, the

Doctor squeezed, and  the balloon got bigger and bigger.  I was

counting the pumps, and as he neared  12, it was starting to hurt.  I

moaned as it hit 14 squeezes.  With that, the  Doctor started to

inflate the outer balloon.  As this balloon inflated, it  didn't hurt

like the inner one did, but it did pull the inner one outwards as  it

inflated.  I don't know how many pumps that balloon got because I was

starting to enjoy the feeling of the balloon inside me by now.  It was

pushing  on my prostate, and my cock was just dripping pre-cum.  As I

reveled in this  new-found feeling, the Doctor stopped pumping.

"I see that Chris here is  starting to enjoy the bardex.  Feels good,

huh boy?"

"Yes, Sir, it does."

   He reached below me, and pumped his rubber-gloved hand up and down

my cock a  few times.  If he kept this up too long, there would be cum

everywhere.  Just  as I was getting close, he removed his hand, and

moved away.  Mike was last,  and the Doctor wasted no time in

inserting the nozzle.  Mike was silent until  the pump had hissed

quite a few times.  He tried to remain calm, but as the  balloon got

bigger and bigger, he couldn't prevent himself from moaning out  loud.

As the pump hissed for the last time, Mike let out a

"Uunnggghhhh!".   Again, the Doctor ignored the sounds, and inflated

the outer balloon.  I could  hear Mike make a whimpering noise as the

Doctor said

"Boy, your cock is hard  too!  Guess you like that thing inflated in

your ass, huh?  Seems like Jeff  and Seth are enjoying it too.  Boy,

are you guys every a horny bunch!  But we  have to start the enemas

now."

  The Doctor moved, and I heard a

"click".  Jeff  let out a low moan as the water entered him.  Again,

the Doctor moved, and  there was a click.  Within seconds, Seth

moaned.  Another click occurred, and  Mike moaned.  I knew I was next.

The Doctor moved behind me, and the click  happened again.  As the

warm water hit me, I jerked and grunted.  The water  flowed into our

asses, and the Doctor spoke.

"Well boys, who's in control  now??  Your hot young bodies have been

shaved, and your asses are pointed in  the air.  There is a bardex

nozzle inflated in your tight assholes, and there  is nothing you can

do about it!   You can't force the enema out until I let  you, and you

can't even get away from it because you're strapped in.  You have  no

choice about it boys.  You're going to take all 4 quarts of the water

into  your asses, and I'm not going to stop the flow.  Just to make it

more fun for  you, I put soap into each bag.  This will cause each of

you to cramp up really  good.  Along with the cramps from the soap,

the water alone will cause you  pain.  Tough Shit!!  Learn to take it

like a man!!  I don't give a shit about  your cramps, or how you want

the water to stop!  You got yourselves into this  mess, and now you'll

begin paying for it!  Remember this enema next time you  feel like

causing trouble!!  After this is over, you will learn to respect me,

and the punishment that an enema bag can give you!!!  I have to

prepare some  things for your next treatment, so don't go anywhere!"

He laughed, and the  door opened and closed.  I could hear his

footsteps fade away down the hall.   We all were silent as the water

continued to flow.  I didn't know about the  other guys, but I was ok

until the bag was about half empty.  I had taken  2 1/2 quarts before,

but this bag was almost double that size.  And the Doctor  was right

about the soap- it was causing wicked cramps!  Jeff was the first to

start moaning loudly.

"Unggghhhh!  Fuckin' cramps!   Ungghh!"  He was in  pain, and I heard

Seth say

"Me too! Feels like I'm going to explode!"  He  moaned as a wave of

cramps hit him.  Mike was making small grunting noises as  the water

forced its way inside him.  I just concentrated on breathing deeply,

and working through the cramps.  This enema hurt, but I still had a

damn hard  on!  It seemed like the water would never stop, but I

noticed that there was  no more pressure coming into my ass.  I could

turn my head far enough to see  that my bag was indeed empty.  I tried

to force the nozzle out of my ass by  pushing out, but it was no use;

the bardex balloons were doing their thing,  and I couldn't even force

a drop out.  The other guys must have finished  their enemas soon

after I did, because the moaning quieted down.  I asked  "Are you guys

done?"  Jeff said

"Yea, the bag is empty."

  Seth said

"Mine  too."

  Mike said

"Good thing mine is. Any more, and I'd throw up!

"  We waited  in silence for the Doctor to return.  Every now and

then, one of us would moan  as a wave of cramps came and went.  After

about 15 minutes, the door opened,  and the Doctor entered.

"Ahh, your asses are full now.  Let's just check."

   He walked over to me, and pushed on my distended gut.  I moaned as

he felt  it's hardness.

"Chris here is quite full.  Do you need to go Chris?"   "Yes Sir.

"

"Do all of you need to go relieve yourselves?"  We all said  "Yes,

Sir."

"Ok then.  I will release your restraints, and get you off the  table.

After I release you, remove your enema bag from the hook, and hold it

in your hand.  Form a line by the door while I release the others."

  I heard  the sounds of the restraints being removed, and someone

getting up and  walking.  Soon, two more were released.  The Doctor

approached me, and removed  the restraints from my arms and legs.  He

helped me off the table, and onto  the floor.  I removed the big black

bag from the hook, and took my place  behind Mike in line.  As we

waited for the Doctor, I looked down at my gut.   It looked like I was

9 months pregnant, and would give birth any time.  I was  swelled out

so far I could barley see my semi-hard cock!  I looked at Mike's  ass,

and there was the bardex hanging from his ass.  It had 2 of those

pumps  on it, and I could see the outer balloon inflated between

Mike's cheeks.  The  Doctor walked to the door.

"Follow me."

  The bardex swung like a tail as the  Doctor lead us down the hall.

He stopped at a door labeled

"Men's Room", and  opened the door.  Inside the room were 4 toilets

lined up against the back  wall.  There were no dividers between the

toilets.

"Line up in front of a  toilet, facing the toilet.

"  We all waddled to a toilet, and stood in front  of it.  Jeff stood

to my left, and Seth was on my right.  The Doctor walked  over to

Jeff, and grabbed his bardex.  He twisted the releases, and they

started to hiss as the balloons deflated.  As the hissing stopped,

the Doctor  told Jeff

"Pull your own bardex out, boy!  After you get it out, place it on

the floor, and then you can turn around and dump your water."

  Jeff reached  back with one hand, and began to pull on the nozzle.

He slowly pulled on it  until it popped out of his asshole.  It was

placed on the floor on top of the  black bag, and Jeff spun around and

dropped on the toilet.  He grunted, and  the water began to flow from

his ass.  The Doctor moved behind me, and the  balloons began to

shrink as the air escaped.  As the balloon collapsed, the  Doctor

moved to Seth.  I took this to be a signal, and I reached behind me to

remove the nozzle.  I pulled slowly, and soon the bardex popped from

my  asshole.  I placed the nozzle on top of my bag, and I quickly sat

down to dump  my water.  It didn't take long for the flow to start,

and all I could do was  moan as the pressure on my gut decreased.

Seth soon was seated, dumping his  enema.  Mike wasted no time after

the balloons were deflated, and he yanked  the bardex from his hole.

Dropping it on the bag, he spun around, and sat  down on the toilet.

The water began to flow from Mike, and he sighed as it  left him.  As

we were draining, the Doctor stood in front of us, watching us  dump

our enemas.  One by one, the water stopped pouring from our holes, and

it  seemed like we were empty.  But the Doctor made us all stand up

and do deep  knee bends for 5 minutes.  This must have got the rest of

the water out,  because we all had to sit down again and dump some

more water.  As the last of  the water left us, the Doctor spoke.

"Now that you boys are empty, wipe  yourselves off really good, and

then line up at the door."

  We all were very  thorough with the toilet paper, and we lined up at

the door.

"Now I will  show you boys another measure of respect.  Follow me."

  He opened the door,  and we followed him to a room labeled

"Urinary Exam Room".  We all gulped when  we saw the door.

"Enter the room, and sit in a chair."

  As we sat down, the Doctor grabbed   Mike, and said

"You're first.  Follow me."

  In front of our chairs was a   examination table.  It was covered

with black rubber, and there were ankle   restraints on the bottom of

it, and wrist restraints on top.  The Doctor made   Mike jump up on

top, and lie on his back.  Within seconds, Mike was spread   eagle on

top.  Another restraint went across Mike's chest, and another pinned

both thighs to the table.  The Doctor then went around to Mike's head.

The   Doctor reached below the table, and pulled up a brace.  Mike's

head was   placed in the brace, and the restraints were tightened.  As

the Doctor backed   away, we could see that Mike's head was angled up

a little and that he   couldn't move it at all.  I could see the look

of terror in Mike's eyes as we   looked at him.  The Doctor opened a

drawer under the table, and pulled out a   gag.  As he forced it into

Mike's mouth he said

"This little lesson ought to   change some attitudes around here!"

The gag was fastened behind Mike's head,   and the Doctor walked over

to where Mike's cock was.  It was soft by now, and   the Doctor

fingered it a little.

"What's the matter Mike?  You aren't   enjoying yourself here?  Tough!

Your going to enjoy it a lot less in a few   minutes!  As for the rest

of you, watch carefully!  Because your all going to   have it done to

you too!"  He reached down, and opened another drawer.  A long   thin

rubber tube with a small balloon on the end was placed on Mike's

chest.    A tube of KY was also pulled out.

"Remember that balloon inflated in your   holes?  Well see this tube?

This tube is going to be forced into your piss   holes, all the way

into your bladders!  When it gets inside,  I'm going to   inflate the

balloon so that you can only piss when I open the clamp on the   end.

You also can't cum with the tube in you!  Guess you just lost control

over your own piss, huh boys???"  We all squirmed in out chairs as we

looked   at Mike strapped on the table.  The Doctor opened up the KY,

and began to   smear it all over the tube.  As he covered the tube, he

put it right up to   Mike's face and asked

"Think this big tube can fit in your little piss hole,   boy?  Well,

let's find out!"  The Doctor took the end of the tube with the

balloon on it, and put the tip of it into Mike's cock.  As the Doctor

pushed   the first inch in, we saw Mike's body stiffen up, and his

eyes closed tight.    We could hear Mike trying to scream through the

gag, but it was no use.  Only   muffled grunts came out of him.  The

Doctor ignored Mikes, and continued to   push the tube towards Mike's

bladder.  I couldn't believe how big the tube   was, and how long it

took to put in.  But soon, piss started to come out of   the end.  The

Doctor was expecting this, and he quickly closed the clamp on   the

end of the tube.  He pushed the tube a little further, and then

started   to inflate the balloon inside Mike.  Mike lay motionless as

the Doctor   inflated the balloon.  The rest of us just watched in

awe.

"How does that   feel boy?  Does the tube burn?? That's just too damn

bad, huh??  But to make   you feel better, I'm going to empty your

bladder for you."

  He reached to an   open drawer, and pulled out another tube.  One

end of the tube was placed in   the catheter that came out of Mike,

and the other was placed in a hole in   Mike's gag!  I gasped when I

saw this because I realized what was going to   happen!  I think that

the other guys did too!  As Mike looked at the tube   that now

connected his cock with his mouth, he too knew was going to happen.

We watched as his body tensed up.

"What's the matter Mike?  You don't want   to drink your own piss?

Well that's tough, because you will do it.  You   don't have any

choice in the matter.  When I release this clamp, the flow   will

start from your bladder, and go into the tube that's connected to your

gag.  Either you drink it, or you'll choke on it.  It's your choice."

  With   that, the Doctor flipped open the clamp.  We all watched as

Mike tried to   fight the flow.  His body tried to break free, but it

was no use.  As it   neared his gag, he tried to fight the head

restraint.  It was designed to   stop boys from fighting, and it

worked on Mike too.  Mike's eyes teared up   as the first of the piss

entered his mouth.  We all heard the gasping noises   he made before

we saw him swallow the first mouthful.  He didn't have time   to

recover because the piss didn't stop.  He made a gagging noise after

each   swallow, and his face was turning red.  After about 5

mouthfuls, the flow   stopped.  The Doctor removed the tube from

Mike's gag, and removed the gag.

"Now that should remind you of the lack of control that you now have

here.    I'm going to leave the catheter inside you.  If you fuck up

here, I'll leave   it in you.  If you earn it, I'll remove it. I'm the

one who decides if you   get to piss in your own mouth, or in the

toilet.  If you do really well here,   I might even take it out and

let you cum.  But that's only if you please me.     Do you understand

me, Mike???"  Clearly shaken by this, he said

"Yes, Sir".

"Good then.  I'll remove the restraints, and you may sit down.  Chris,

you're next."

  My stomach dropped to my feet, and a cold chill went through   me.

As Mike sat down next to me, I saw his semi-hard dick with a piece of

tubing hanging out of it.

"Chris, assume the position, NOW!!!"  I jumped   up onto the table,

placing my head in the restraint.  Within minutes, I   couldn't move a

muscle.  The Doctor forced the gag into my mouth, and   fastened it

behind my head.  All I could do was watch in terror as he lubed   up

the catheter for me.  A wave of pain shot through my body as the first

few inches were shoved into my cock.  After the initial pain, it was

more of   a burning sensation inside me.  I saw my piss come out of

the tube, and it   was clamped off.  The Doctor grabbed a tube, and

put one end in the catheter,   and the other in my gag.

"Get ready to take your discipline, Chris!"  The   clamp went

"click", and the piss began to flow up to my mouth.  I tried to   stop

the flow by clamping down on my cock, but the tube prevented that.

Then I tried to block the flow by putting air pressure on the tube.

This   worked for a minute, until I had to take a breath.  When I

tired to breath,   the piss began again, and it hit my mouth.  As it

filled my mouth, I knew   that I would have to swallow it soon.  When

I swallowed it, it was bitter and   very warm. I let out sort of a

gagging noise, but the piss continued to flow   into my mouth.  I had

no choice about it, and I would have to drink the   contents of my own

bladder!  I was so humiliated, but there was nothing I   could do to

change it.  I must have swallowed 6 or 7 mouthfuls before my   bladder

was empty.  As the Doctor removed my gag, he said

"Think about this   next time you feel like screwing around with the

law!"  I was released from   the table, and I went back to my seat

with the catheter deep inside me.  Jeff   was next, and then Seth.

Their reactions were similar to Mike's and mine.    Both times, their

bodies jerked when the piss entered their mouths.  But they   both had

to swallow it; the gags saw to that.  As the Doctor cleaned up the

table, he spoke.

"Just look at yourselves!  A bunch of tough guys, huh?    Well, you

didn't look too tough when your asses were full of water, now did

you??  You should have seen yourselves in the toilet- a bunch of

scared   little boys!  And when your buddy Mike got his mouth filled

with his own   piss, you boys all got pale!  You all got your turn on

this table, and your   own mouths filled.  Not feeling too tough now,

are you?"  We all looked at   the floor as we said

"No, Sir."

"You guys are getting better.  Now I will   let you boys get a little

rest.  I will take you to a cell, and you will   spend the night

there.  Get a good nights sleep, because tomorrow I have   something

special planned for each one of you!."

  We followed the Doctor   out of the room, and down another flight of

stairs.  As the four of us walked   past, some of the other guys

called out to us.

"Ohhh boy!!  Just look at   those sweet little asses!"

"Look how nice and tight they are!  Must be they   haven't been opened

up yet!!"  As we walked down the hall, one of the guys   reached out,

and grabbed me.  Another set of hands reached out, and they   grabbed

my ass.  Two fingers were stuffed inside me before the Doctor broke

it up.

"Now guys, you'll get your chance at this one!  After tomorrow, he'll

be able to take all of you at the same time up his loose hole!!!"  The

Doctor   and the guys all laughed.  I ran back to the rest of the

guys.  We all just   shook in terror.  The Doctor came back to us, and

opened a door that said

"Solitary Confinement".  There was nothing in the room but a few

blankets.   It was more like one of those padded rooms like they have

in insane asylums.

"Sleep tight boys!!"  He pushed us in, and closed the door.  We heard

the   door lock, and the lights were turned off.  We were all too

tired by what had   happened to talk about it, and we all just grabbed

a blanket, and we fell   asleep on each other in the middle of the

room.

I don't know what time it was when the lights turned on and the door

opened. We were all trying to adjust to the lights when Scott walked

in.  He  was wearing only a jock strap.  He brought with him 4 tall

glasses.

"Get up  fuckers!  Jeff wasn't quite up yet, and Scott gave him a

kick.

"Wake up  NOW!!!"  Jeff sat up, and looked at Scott.

"Here you go.  Breakfast in a  glass.  Drink up 'cause you'll need

your strength for what's going to happen  today!"  He laughed as he

turned and left the room.  Jeff was the first to  speak.

"What an asshole.  If I could, I'd kick his ass, and then fuck him

raw!"  We laughed, and began to drink the brown shakes.  They tasted

like  that protein drink that Jeff used to bulk up.  It wasn't bad,

and we all drank  it quickly.  As we finished, Scott returned.

"All done?  Good.  Now I want  all of you to get down on your knees,

and put your head on the floor. NOW!!!"  We scrambled to it, and soon

all our asses were pointed in the air.

"The  Doctor wanted me to give these to you."

  I heard him open a container, and  then Jeff made a grunting noise.

"Open up your asshole!"  Scott slapped  Jeff's ass, and then Jeff

grunted again.  Scott said

"Fucker!"  Scott then  moved behind me.

"Open up, assboy!"  I felt something being pressed into my  hole.

Almost without effort, a suppository popped into my ass.  Two more

quickly followed.  Scott moved to Mike, and he got the same, as well

as Seth.   "Look at the little assboys!  Those glycerin suppositories

should start  working soon!  You guys better be good, because if you

aren't, I won't take  you to the bathroom.  And if you dump without

permission, I'll make you lick  it up off the floor! Follow me."

  We left the cell, and walked down the hall,  and up the stairs.  As

we walked, I could feel the suppositories melting.  My  ass felt all

warm and greasy.  I knew that I would have to dump it really  soon.

Scott opened the door to the Men's Room.  Inside, the Doctor was

waiting.

"Did you give the boys their medicine Scott?"

"Yes Sir, I did.   But Jeff fought it, and I had to slap him to get

him to open up for it."

   "Don't worry Scott.  He'll pay for that!  Boys, I want you to dump

it out  NOW!"  We all ran to the toilets, and let loose what the

suppositories  loosened up.  Within minutes, we were clean again.

"Boys, we're going back  to the Urinary Exam Room again to remind Jeff

what happens if you resist."

   We were lead down the hall, and back into the room.

"Jeff, up on the table  NOW!!!"  Jeff complied, but he began to

struggle as the Doctor applied the  restraints.  But the Doctor was

bigger, and soon Jeff was bound helpless to  the exam table.

"Open up your mouth, or I'll do it for you Jeff!!"  But Jeff

wouldn't, so the Doctor grabbed a hold of Jeff's jaw as Scott pushed

the gag  in.  Within seconds, the gag was tightened, and Jeff was

silent.

"Scott, tie  the others to their chairs.  I don't want any more

resistance."

  Scott wasted  no time, and soon our hands and feet were bound to the

chairs.  The Doctor  pulled a long piece of tubing out of the drawer,

and handed it to Scott.   "Hook them all together."

  One end of the tube was put into Seth's catheter,  and the next

piece was put into mine.  Each piece had like a t-fitting on it.

Mike was connected next, and the main tube was coiled on Jeff's chest.

The  Doctor took another piece of rubber tubing, and put it in the end

of Jeff's  catheter.

"This should help you all remember to behave!"  He then stuck both

tubes into Jeff's gag.

"Scott, get ready to open the clamps."

  Scott got in  front of us.

"Now."

  Scott opened Seth's clamp, and then mine, and then  Mike's.  As he

opened them, the Doctor open Jeff's own clamp.  As Scott  backed away,

we all watched Jeff.  It didn't really hit me what Scott was  doing by

connecting the tubes together.  But I think that Jeff figured out

before the rest of us did.  There was Jeff, co-captain of the soccer

team,  strapped to a table, and there was a tube leading from his

catheter into the  gag that was in his mouth.  And there was another

tube in his gag that lead  from his buddies catheters!  I realized

that Jeff would also be forced to  drink our piss as well as his own!

His whole body stiffened as the piss  entered his mouth.  He tried to

fight the piss, but the gag made it  impossible.  We were strapped

into the chairs, and we couldn't help him.  We  also couldn't stop the

flow from our own bladders into Jeff's mouth.  We all  watched in vain

as Jeff drank our piss.  Mouthful after mouthful, Jeff gagged  as he

swallowed hot piss.  I looked up as we filled Jeff, and there was the

Doctor, arms crossed against his huge chest, smiling!  Scott was

smiling too,  and he let out an occasional guffaw as Jeff swallowed.

I don't know how  much Jeff had to swallow, but I figured it had to be

a hell of a lot- four  guys worth of hot piss!  It seemed like my

bladder would never empty, but  after a long time, it did.  Soon, Mike

and Seth let out sighs of relief.   I saw Jeff's body relax as the

last of the piss entered him.  Jeff's eyes  opened up again, and he

looked towards the Doctor.

"You have one more person  to drain, pissboy!  Scott, will you do the

honors?"  Scott climbed up on the  table with Jeff.  He pulled the

tube that connected us to Jeff out of the gag.   He turned around, and

pulled out the tube that came out of Jeff's catheter.   "You remember

this next time you decide to fuck with me, boy!"  Scott then  inserted

the tube into his own catheter, and opened the clamp. As Scott  looked

into Jeff's eyes, the piss again flowed into Jeff.  Scott must have

been saving up for this, because it went on forever.  Jeff was really

making  noises through the gag at first, but he began to get quiet

towards the end.   As his bladder emptied, Scott said

"I think that he likes the taste of piss  now, Sir"

"I think your right, Scott.  We'll have to remember the rest of you

too!  As Jeff got off the table, he looked a  little green, and he was

really sweaty as he sat down next to me. Scott  cleaned up the table

as the Doctor stood in front of us.

"Your next  treatment should be a real eye-opener for each one of you.

I have designed a  separate one for each of you.  The others will

watch as it is administered.   This should help to remind you of the

consequences of fucking up around here!   Scott, help me to remove

these restraints."

  Scott and the Doctor quickly  removed the restraints from each of

us, and we lined up at the door.  The  Doctor walked past us, and lead

us down a hall that we hadn't been down  before.  At the far end of

the hall, the Doctor pulled a set of keys from his  coat pocket, and

unlocked the door.

"Scott, please put Seth, Chris, and  Jeff into the viewing room.

Mike, come with me."

  The Doctor grabbed Mike's  arm, and dragged him through a door on

the right.

"Come on boys.  Lets get  you set up to watch your buddy Mike get

worked over by the Doctor!"  Scott  opened a door on the left, and

herded us in.  The room was really narrow,   and there were 4 wooden

chairs set up.

"Get your ass in a chair NOW!!"  We  all got into a chair, and were

surprised by what we found.  Each chair had  straps that held you in

place by your arms, legs, and chest.  But the part  that I couldn't

understand was the head brace.  Scott started with me, and  he bound

me very tightly into the chair.  He made a few adjustments to the

head brace, and soon that was fitted to my head.  As the straps were

tightened, it became apparent that it was designed to keep you looking

straight ahead at all times.  Scott fitted another strap that went

from the  top of the brace, around my jaw.  This left me effectively

gagged.  Soon, the  others were bound into the restraints, and their

heads were placed in the  brace.  As I looked ahead, all I could see

was a big window, and the curtains  that covered it.  I jumped when

Scott fitted a set of headphones to me, and  out of the corner of my

eye, I could see him do the same to the others.  What  the hell was

going on?  I heard the door slam.  Was that Scott leaving the  room?

We all sat there for about 5 minutes, and we jumped when the Doctor's

voice came through our headphones.

"Welcome to the Punishment Room!  Our  first guest today is Mike.

When Mike came to us, we were impressed by his  shaved body.  So I

thought that we'd make use of it, and show you how  electricity works

on his body!  Prepare yourselves for a good show!!!"  The  curtains

parted, and we could see Mike spread-eagle in a wooden frame about 3

feet from the window.  Mike's wrists were bound, as were his ankles.

The  Doctor stood next to Mike, and he was wearing only his rubber

jock and his  boots. There was a table next to the Doctor, and I could

see various items on  it.

"The first toy is called a Violet Wand.  Watch Mike's reaction as I

guide it all over his body!"  The Doctor picked up something that

looked like  a hand held tesla coil with a globe on the top.  As he

turned it on, the  lights dimmed, and we could just barley see.  But

there was a brighter light  left shining on Mike's face.  As I looked

at him, I could see that he was  terrified by this.  As the wand

warmed up, it became brighter and brighter.   When the Doctor touched

Mike's balls with the wand, we all jumped!  When Mike  screamed out,

his voice was fed into our headphones, and it sounded like we  were

right next to him in the room!  There must have been a mike place

really  close to his mouth, because it was just like being there. The

Doctor laughed  as he ran the wand all over Mike's cock, and Mike

moaned loudly as the  electricity went through him.  I could see Mike

fighting his bonds, but it was  useless.  The Doctor ran the wand up

and down Mike's muscular legs as he made  whimpering noises.  When the

wand was placed on Mike's tits, he screamed out  in pain again.  Again

and again, the wand was rubbed over his tits, and his  pain was echoed

in our ears.  By now, Mike's body was shaking, and there was  sweat

dripping off of him.  The Doctor saw that it was time to move on, and

he turned off the wand, and placed it on the table.

"Now we will play with  Mike's asshole, and his cock!  First, I will

install this butt plug in his  ass.  Notice the connection for a

wire."

  He grabbed a clear butt plug, and I  could see the connection on the

end of it.  He lubed up the plug, and Scott  came in and turned the

wooden frame around, exposing Mike's back to us.  The  Doctor parted

Mike's shaved cheeks with one hand, and with the other, forced  the

plug into Mike's hole.  Mike let out a low moan as the plug imbedded

itself in his hole.  A wire was attached to the connection on the

plug, and  Scott turned Mike back to the front again.

"Now for a real treat.  I have  just acquired this new toy, and it's

designed to cause maximum discomfort to  the user."

 He held up a small piece of rubber, and it looked like a piece of

tubing that had a connection on the end of it.  While lubing it up, he

said  "Think of this as an electric catheter!  Remember the discomfort

that a  regular catheter cause you?  Well, this is much worse!!!

Scott, remove  Mike's catheter."

  Scott walked over to Mike's cock, and stood in front of  him.  I

heard Mike moan as the catheter was pulled from him.  When Scott moved

away, the catheter was gone.  The Doctor stepped in front of Mike, and

began  to insert the new toy.  Mike was almost silent as it slid into

his urethra.   After it was fully inserted, the Doctor backed away,

and hooked another wire  to the end of it.  Both of the wires were

connected to a small hand-held box-  that must have been the

controller.

"Watch and learn, gentleman!"  He flicked  a switch, and Mike's body

jumped.  He let out a howl, and it caused all of us  to jump.

"That was only the first setting on your cock Mike!  The numbers go

all the way to ten.  Lets go to two."

  A knob was twisted, and Mike let out  another howl.  His whole body

shook, and his cock was actually getting harder  as the electricity

went into it!    As the current coursed through his cock,  the Doctor

said

"Now lets see if we can get the butt plug to fuck Mike  without

touching it!"  Scott turned the frame around, and Mike's ass was

facing us.  The Doctor turned another knob on the box, and suddenly,

the plug  began to move in and out of Mike's ass!  Mike just moaned

and moaned.

"Look  at the plug boys!  Mike isn't making it move- the electricity

coursing  through his ass is!  Let's see if I can make it move any

faster."

  He twisted  the knob again, and as the plug moved faster, Mike

groaned louder.

"What's  the matter Mike?  Don't like the electricity coursing through

your cock and  asshole?? Tough shit!  Take it like a man!  You got

yourself into this mess,  and now your paying for it!!!  Lets stop the

plug from moving, and crank up  the voltage some more!" The Doctor

turned the knob, and the plug stopped.   "Let's give you a good blast

through your ass!"  The knob was twisted really  far, and Mike let out

a

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"  The other knob was  twisted, and again,

Mike let out a scream.  His whole body convulsed as the  waves of

electricity shot through his cock and ass.

"Doesn't that feel great  Mike?  Feels like there's a wire connecting

your cock and asshole, doesn't it?   One big electric wire!"  The

knobs were both twisted, and Mike screamed  louder than before.  After

leaving them up for about 10 seconds, the Doctor   turned them back

down low.  As Mike tried to recover, the knobs were turned  up even

higher.

"UUUNNNNGGGGHHHHHHHAAAAAA!!!"  Mike's scream pounded into my  ears.

Whatever was going through Mike's body must have hurt like hell!  But

as he again tried to recover, his cock was still getting harder!

Again and  again, the voltage was cranked up in Mike's ass and cock,

and then turned down  low after a few seconds.  Mike's screams just

got louder with each blast, but  his cock remained hard.

"And now for the grand finale!!!"  Both knobs were  turned all the way

up at the same time.  As Mike let out the loudest scream  yet, his

cock actually started to shoot cum!  The Doctor saw this, and left

the electricity on for about 15 seconds.  Spurt after spurt, the cum

flowed  from around the electric probe that was inserted in Mike's

cock.  After the  last spurt, the Doctor turned the device off, and

Mike's body drooped in his  bonds.  I could hear him breathing hard,

and the sounds he made as the probe  was pulled from his now semi-soft

dick.  Scott went behind him, and pulled the  plug from his now tender

hole.  As the flare of the plug slipped out, Mike  grunted.

"Nice job, Mike!  It's very rare that someone gets hard when they  get

so much juice through their cock and asshole!  But did them one

better,  and actually got off on it!  You are excused, and Scott will

seat you with  your friends.  Jeff, your next."

  With that the curtains closed, and we were  left in darkness.  After

a few minutes, Scott lead Mike into the room, and he  was strapped

into a chair.

"You have about 10 more minutes to wait until the  next show, so sit

tight!"  He laughed as he exited the room.  We sat there,  strapped to

the chairs, and we couldn't talk about it.  I just sat there,

thinking about what I had just seen, and what the Doctor was going to

do to  Jeff.

After a few minutes, the door opened, and Scott entered.

"Come on Jeff,  time to see the Doctor!"  Jeff was soon unhooked, and

he was escorted out of  the room.   As the curtains opened up, the

Doctor spoke.

"Welcome to Act Two,  staring Jeff.  I was impressed by the way that

your buddy here started to like  the taste of piss when he received

his punishment!  So I thought I'd give him  some more of it!"  The

lights turned on, and Jeff came into view.  My eyes  widened as I saw

the position he was in!  The Doctor had strapped him stomach  down to

a cot with leather straps.  A hole was cut in the bottom of the cot,

and I could see Jeff's big cock and balls hanging down.  A large black

rubber  tube was stuffed into Jeff's hole, and another large tube

connected the piss  gag in his mouth.  At both ends of the cot were

sawhorses, and mounted on them  were urinals!  The drains for them

went into the tubes that entered Jeff's  mouth and asshole!  Jeff's

head was restrained so that he couldn't move it at  all.  I could see

Jeff's eyes were wide with fear, but his cock was still  semi-hard.

The Doctor spoke into our headphones again

"Well what do you think  of our new urinals, boys?  I think that

pissboy here should get enough piss  in him today to last him awhile!

And as it goes up his ass, and down his  throat, maybe he'll remember

to respect the law!  Scott, will you open the  doors, and let our boys

in?"  Scott walked over to the door, and opened it.  "OK guys, time to

empty your bladders!"  I counted 10 guys entering the room,  all naked

except for their catheters!  All of them were very hot and hunky,  and

their semi-hard cocks show that they would enjoy this!

"I want 5 of you  lined up by his ass, and the others by his mouth."

  The group split, and they  lined up as instructed.

"Ready, Jeff?"  I could hear Jeff trying to make some  noises, but

they didn't mean anything.  The Doctor pushed the first guy  forwards,

and opened up his clamp, letting his hot piss flow into the urinal

connected to Jeff's mouth!  Jeff's eyes closed as the piss entered his

mouth,  and he gagged.  But the piss continued to flow in, and he

swallowed it each  time.  Soon, the guys bladder was empty, and the

flow stopped.  As Jeff tried  to recover, the Doctor instructed Scott

to open the first guys clamp by Jeff's  ass.  As the piss flowed down

the black tube into Jeff's ass, he moaned as  the piss started to

flood him.  The piss flowed in, giving him a hot piss  enema!  As the

flow stopped, the Doctor brought the next guy forwards, and  soon his

piss was flowing into Jeff's mouth.  But this time it was different;

Jeff wasn't gagging with each swallow, and his eyes stayed open to

watch the  whole thing.  And as the piss flowed once again into his

ass, I saw his cock  getting hard!!  Guy after guy dumped piss into

Jeff's two holes, and with each  one, his cock got harder and harder.

As the last guy's piss flowed into his  ass, the Doctor walked to the

urinal.

"I think I have to go too Jeff!"  Our  eyes widened as the Doctor

pushed down his rubber jock, exposing the cock  inside.  His cock must

have been 9" long, and it was still semi-soft!  It was  even bigger

than Jeff's, and that was the biggest I'd ever seen!  He threw  his

head back as the piss started to flow into the urinal.  Jeff swallowed

quickly, trying to taste the Doctor's piss.  And his cock was getting

harder,  too!  As the flowed stopped, Jeff looked up to the Doctor.  I

think he was  actually disappointed that it was over!

"You are a true pissboy Jeff!  You  really do enjoy it don't you??"  I

could hear Jeff saying something that  resembled

"Yes, Sir" through his gag.

"Scott, will you remove the tube from  Jeff's hole?"  Scott began to

pull the big black tube out, and it came out  with a pop.  The tube

was also removed from the gag, and then the straps were  removed from

his body and head.  As he sat up, we could see his rock hard cock

sticking straight up!  The piss gag was removed, and as it was pulled

out, I  could see drops of piss on it. The Doctor escorted Jeff over

to a toilet on  the far side of the room, and Jeff sat down to dump

his piss enema.  I don't  know how much he had in him, but it took a

long time for him to get up off the  toilet. As he returned to the

cot, the Doctor said

"Bend over and grab your  ankles Jeff!"  Jeff did so, and as he did,

the Doctor stuck a greasy finger  in his hole.  All Jeff could respond

with was a moan.  As the fingering  continued, I noticed the Doctor's

cock getting harder and harder!  After the  finger was pulled out, it

was quickly replaced by the Doctor's cock!  The  Doctor wasted no time

in forcing the huge cock into Jeff!  Within seconds,  the Doctor's

pubic hair was rubbing on Jeff's hairless ass!  I could see Jeff

tense up as the cock was shoved in.  The Doctor ignored Jeff's

reactions, and  began to fuck him slowly.  After a minute or two,

Jeff's body relaxed, and his  cock started to get hard again.  As the

Doctor picked up the pace of the  fucking, Jeff began to moan with

each push in of the big cock.  And as the  pace quickened more and

more, Jeff just got louder and louder!  Soon, the  Doctor's huge prick

was fucking Jeff at a blinding speed!  As each thrust  found it's way

into Jeff, his whole body shook!  Jeff was getting close to  cumming,

and he hadn't even touched his cock!  I could see that the Doctor

getting close too.  As they both neared climax, the Doctor pulled out

of Jeff,  and pushed Jeff onto the cot.  With Jeff lying on his back,

and stroking his  hard cock for all it was worth, the Doctor was

working his hand over his huge  rod.  We could hear their breathing

getting deeper, and then their bodies  stiffened at the same time.

With a scream from both of them, their huge man  cocks began to shoot.

Spurt after spurt went all over Jeff's chest, and some  even went into

his mouth!  I'd had never seen so much cum before!  Jeff was  covered

with it!  After dumping their loads, the Doctor turned to the window,

and said

"Chris and Seth, prepare yourselves for the final act!"  I saw  Jeff

lying on the cot, eyes closed, and a smile on his cum-covered face as

the curtains closed.

 As I was thinking about what might happen to Seth and I, Scott came

back  in, and strapped Jeff back into a chair. Seth was unhooked from

his chair, and  I was soon set free. I went to stand behind Seth by

the door, awaiting Scott's  lead.  I noticed that Seth was actually

shaking, and then I noticed that I was  too!  What was on the other

side of the door?  Scott opened the door, and  directed us to the

other door.  When Seth opened the door, I couldn't believe  what I

saw.  There, angled towards the windows, were two examination tables,

and they were placed about 2 feet apart.  Each table was equipped with

leg  braces like the ones they uses at the gynecologists office.

Various straps  and restraints were connected to the black rubber

covered tables, making them  look even more evil.  As we approached

the tables, Scott grabbed Seth, and  took him over to the far table.

The Doctor approached me, and grabbing my  arm, said

"You boys ought to really enjoy this!  Your friends will enjoy the

show too!"  He escorted me to the table, and had me climb onto it,

with my  back on the rubber.  I scooted into position, and the Doctor

fastened my arm  restraints.  Another strap was fastened across my

chest.  My legs were  positioned in the braces, and leather straps

were tightened around my ankles.   After I was restrained, I looked

over to Seth as the Doctor checked his  restraints.  As I watched, the

Doctor deflated the balloon in Seth's bladder,  and with a low moan,

it was pulled out.  The Doctor came over to me, and soon  my catheter

was gone.  In between the two tables was a low table, and it was

covered with a white towel.  I didn't know what the Doctor had planned

for us,  but I knew it had something to do with our asses!  These

tables were designed  to place your holes over the edge, leaving it