SEALs

Author: FRGLEE
Title: SEALs
Date: 05 April 2007

SEALs by joerubber [with some frglee input!]

"Joe, you still awake?"

"Nearly..."

"What are you planning to do when this tour is up?"

"Oh shit! I don't know. I hate thinking about it. I've been in for two tours. I am getting tired. I don't want to become like John and some others we know. This is not the only life I want."

"Hey man don't just go looking at me. What are you planning?"

"I don't want to leave the SEALS if you are planning on staying."

"I've been looking at other options. I've been in touch with a commercial underwater engineering firm in Seattle. They sound very interesting, and they indicated that they would like us to go with them if we decide to bust out on our own. If you really want to know, I want out."

"So what is it,Mike? the pay? Base life? "

"Its base life!!! Man, I am tired of keeping up a front. I don't want to have to travel 300 miles and construct a whole weekend in Las Vegas, just to be with you. This is not the way I want to live."

"I know. It's been a real load of shit these past two years. But, you can't go making decisions on the hope that we will work out together. Man, it's been the greatest with you around. Being able to share the things I love with you means a lot. Finding some one else who is turned on the same way, and by the same things is almost too much to hope for. But blot me out of the picture. Have you really had it with the Navy?"

Mike, rollied over to let his chest lie against Joe's side.He let thoughts run through his mind. His left hand mindlessly roamed through Joe's chest hair until it reached his right tit. Then it just stopped and lay there.

"Even in that perspective, I want out. I need to start putting my feelings and desires into my daily life. I can't live just for periodic leave. "

"Will your engineering firm take on two gay divers? Or is that going to just be the same act on a different stage?"

"It's not an issue. I found the company through a group of gay divers. I checked them out. The company is only three guys, all partners. One partner is gay. He would like to have some company within the company. The other two are cool with that, and the firm needs divers."

"Shit man! your making this real easy! Give me your face..."

"Joe pulls Mike, face up off his chest, and catches his mouth within his own. Mike gasps in the pleasure of having his mouth assaulted. Soon Joe is on top working his mouth over Mike's face and pecks. He nibbles on Mike's already aroused tits.

"Mike, I hope your ass is ready for another ride. The thought of us living openly together, has me ready to deposit another load !!

"You know what I want. Lets suit up. This one is going to have to hold us for a while. We are both on base duty for the next month. "

"Lets do it!"

Despite their previous hours of sex , Mike and Joe suited up in their tight modified wetsuits. Their hard cocks filled the thin latex sheaths they'd built into the suits. Joe worked his lube covered glove through the ring at Mike's ass. They went at each other with all the fresh stamina of the sex starved SEALS that they were.

Chapter 2

"John, I think you know Ian and Frank. They were in on our previous, very successful operation. "

John entered Steve's office in a downtown brokerage. The office was a CIA and DEA front for stings in the war on drugs. It was also where they met to plan actions in their very private war on gays in the military's special forces. He had helped Steve and his friends out several times with covert actions in the war on drugs using volunteer SEAL teams. He had also taken out three queers that had made it into the SEALS. It looked like they had another special need.

Ian began: "We have been watching two more SEALS for the past six months. Usually on their leaves they go to NYC, San Francisco and Houston. I have taken a lot
of extra care to be certain. Now I know for certain that they are lovers"
.
"Ian, are your sure? Two more queer SEALS. I've been a SEAL for 10 years. We had only three all that time. Two in the last three years. Now you've got two more? "

"Yeah John, two more. What is going to get you is that they are Joe Nelson, and Mike Barnes.!"

John sat there with his mouth open, and a blank stare. All he said was "Shit!"

"They are your buds. Frank, and I want you to address this problem personally."

"You bet I'll take care of this. This is my screw up. I"m with these queers for two years and I don't notice anything. You're telling me they're not just queer, they are lovers!! I didn""t know anything? I've got to take care of this. I can't have it all over the Navy that Chief John Shepherd had two ass eating lovers on his team. "

"John, just like the other times, this is off the record. No phone call, no records. It never happened. You are to request three weeks vacation leave for some recreational scuba diving in Chile with Joe and Mike, your soon -to-be ex team members. You will not be travelling with them. Tell your buddies you got a raid on a drug processing plant. They are to be working undercover. "They are to contact Raymond when they arrive. He will have a dive boat ready. Have your buddies take three or four days to do some local diving. Get used to the waters so they are seen as two Yankee divers. Then, when I give you the signal, you meet them offshore and you go for the drop off. I don't want you seen in town at all. We have used you before; someone might begin to make a connection that will blow future projects."

Ian butted in again. "You know the deal. If anything goes wrong you are on their own. The agency, and I will deny knowing anything about our divers in Chile. If you don't return, you will be listed as AWOL."

"I know the rules. Remember I've been there before. I"m going to enjoy getting those two bastards. They thought they had pulled one over on me. Fuck"n queers on my own team!"

Chapter 3 The Island

After three great days of diving the caves off Santiago, Mike and Joe stayed out beyond the sight of land until dusk waiting for John to join them. As the light faded John came from nowhere in a Zodiac. Joe and Mike tried to guess whether he was dropped from the air or launched from a sub. In a few minutes John was on board. They got their tanks and gear ready.. They suited up. Joe and Mike had new Quantanna Roo single piece wetsuits. They were all black and really hot looking. John had a standard two piece nylon II suit, also all black. While they suited up, Mike wondered if John would ever pick up on the fact that he and Joe both had really sexy suits, while he had "business as usual" gear. Joe really looked hot geared up. They had to keep from looking at each other. Mike kept thinking about grabbing Joe's now obvious rubber clad crotch.

As they had planned, the take the large boat to the cave diving region about four miles south of their desired location, but it would provide them with good cover. The anchored the boat in a small cove and prepared to launch the Zodiac.

When they arrived at the island they circled it . It all appearred quiet except for one low set building up on the cliffs on the western side of the island. They saw dim lights, but little else. The cliffs were too steep to scale with the equipment they had, so they landed on the other side of the island. Once ashore, they hid the boat and their gear, for the sake of camouflage they stayed in their wetsuits. They set off to investigate. Separately they headed off around the island and met near the buildings. In their scouting they found nothing. They saw a place where they might be able to get in . They decided to approach the building one by one, and then when they were together broke in. They found an inside corner that had a small window . It is where they entered. Everything went as planned. They were next to the building in the corner. As they are preparing to boost John up to the window, the ground underneath them gave way.

"It's a trap!"

Everything happened so fast. Joe tried to grab a bush as he started to slide into the hole, but the bush came with them. The fall was short , then the hole turned into a tube slide. The walls were slick. They were helpless to stop their descent. They knew someone is going to be waiting for them at the end . They get their side arms ready. The unexpected happened. They smelt a sweet smell. Before they knew it, they were being hit with chloroform,and they passed out.

Joe and Mike come to, stripped of their wetsuits and bound. Their hands in shackles behind their back chained to shackles around their ankles. Their naked bodies lay sprawled on the concrete floor as their consciousness returned. They knew they were in serious trouble.

"Mike , keep it on a first name basis," Joe whispered. " We just stumbled in here. We don't know what the shit is going on. Keep you eyes and ears open. We have go to be ready to act at the first opening if we are to get our asses out of this. Where the hell is John ? I"m sure he went down the chute with us. "

Joe's mind raced with a thousand questions. " Were we set up ? Was there a leak about the operation? Were we just incredibly dumb? Where the shit is John? "

The room was dark, but a few minutes later the lights come on, and a man in a white lab coat entered the room followed by six subordinates. The seven of them were physically massive. The six thugs in the black jumpsuits and shaved heads gave an immediate impression of brute strength, with chests that exceded 50 inches with marked v shapes, massive arms and thighs.

The one in the white lab coat is clearly in charge. he talks quietly to one of his assistants.

"M02: I want you to stay with me on this crew. If everything goes as planned, you will be taking over a new set of slaves."

After looking at them for a few minutes the one in the white lab coat spoke:

"I"m going to have to thank someone in the Navy for keep sending me such good specimens. I really don't know why the US Navy wants to get rid of some of its best, but they certainly help support my work and this facility. I am going to let you in on a little secret. This facility has nothing to do with drugs. We are hidden nearly ninety feet below the surface. I will tell you about it and later I will show it to you."

"I have isolated a natural hormone that significantly enhances male muscle development and strength. You can see from my assistants that I can achieve real success. Its a natural male hormone normally produced in minute amounts, it's use does not violate any sporting rules and it cannot be detected. Big name superstars are beginning to order my hormone at fantastic prices. It has none of the side effects of synthetic steroids because it induces the user's own body to produce more body building hormones. Unlike synthetic steroids, it induces not only muscular growth but the users balls grow as well. An unexpected late effect of using the hormone is that their cocks begin to thicken and lengthen. In short this product produces a super stud. "

"I am so glad that you have trespassed into my research facility, because the raw material for this super stud hormone is human semen. We need a large quantity of fresh cum to extract a small amount of hormone. I am having trouble keeping up with the demand for this hormone. I need cum from clean males, no HIV, no hepatitis. It is hard to find young clean men anymore." he continued

"While you were unconscious and being transported to this facility , you blood was drawn and tested. I can tell you that you are clean. Good thing, because if you had failed the screening test, you would have been no use to me. We would have drowned you while you were unconscious. Your bodies would have been found in a week or so,. One more diving accident among the beautiful caves..."

"But since you are clean, you are now going to be introduced to my special laboratory. I must tell you that full compliance with all procedures is mandatory. Punishment for non cooperation is swift and severe."

He beckoned to his assistants " Hood them and get them below."

He gestured then to his assistants to gag and put leather hoods over the captives heads. The SEALs tried to struggle but with their arms and legs shackled there was no hope. The gloved hands of one assistant closed off Joe's nose. In a second the second attendant delivered a blow to his chest. As Joe opened his mouth with the rush of air, the first attendant rammed the leather pecker gag home and strapped it in place. They then covered his head with a tight hood.

They next approached Mike, "Do we need to do the same to you, or are you going to open your mouth on you own? "

Knowing there was no way to resist, Mike just opened his mouth, and they quickly gagged him. Bound, gagged and hooded the attendants led them down to the lab.

Joe and Mike were dragged into a white tiled room. Still in the tight leather hood, they were strung up spread eagle on two separate bondage stands. They felt rubber lined steel shackles closed tightly around their wrists and ankles. They tried to talk to each other, but couldl only grunt around the thick leather pressing on their tongues. For what seemed like forever they were left there. Through the muffling leather they heard movement in the room. Mike jumped as cold water and soap was spread without warning on his crotch. He shouted in muffled protest as he felt the razor begin to remove his crotch hair. Joe heard his lover's shouts, but other than struggling against his restraints, he was powerless. In a few minutes Joe too was soaped up and shaved clean. Then their hoods were removed.

It took several minutes of blinking, for Joe to adjust to the bright light in the room. His first effort was to check on Mike. He was strung up next to him. His tight body stretched out and now his soft blond pubic bush totally removed. His cock stood aroused from his outstretched body . In a second glance he looked down at himself, his abs stretched tight, his own crotch cold and clean. It was a shock to see his cock without its usual base of thick black fur.

The attendant was now removing Mike's hood. he was a thickly muscled hunk in a tight black rubber suit. His head was shaved smooth. The suit covered him from his neck to his feet. His crotch was covered by a brightly polished metal cup. Joe was so intent studying the rubber clad attainment behind Mike that he did not see the second attendant in the room. The other attendant startled him with the touch of his rubber glove. He was suited up like the other, his muscles rippling under the thin shiny layer of rubber.
In a few seconds he had a harness fixed around Joe's, thin waist. It was thick heavy rubber but also had an internal stiffness like it was reinforced with something. After the harness was locked around Joe's waist, he began working Joe's cock and balls through a hole in the front of the harness, and then he tightened the leg straps back up to the waist band. The other attendants strapped a similar harness on Mike. Both attendants now fix their balls into the ball stretcher part of the harness. Both of the SEALs gasped as their balls were pulled tightly down into their sacks. Their cocks were now at rigid attention.

The attendants left the room.
For a moment there was silence as the two helpless SEALs looked at each other.
Joe broke the silence "Mike you OK?"

"Yeah! What the fuck's going on? Where's John?"

"Man we got set up! This happened too easy and quick. They knew we were coming."

"What do we do now?"

"Mike, let's keep our heads. Nothing foolish. We need to figure this place out. Maybe then we can develop a plan."

"OK. This is all so fuckin weird."

"Yeah you're right."

Joe then turned to Mike, " Mike, we've got to trust each other. I"m in this with you all the way. I"m not going anywhere without you. Got it ? "

"Same here Joe."
"This doc probably has ways make us do just about anything. Whatever happens Mike, we can't doubt each other.
If we start doing that we're done for. Love you Joe."

"Same man, Keep it quiet. Goons coming. "

The attendants entered the room again. One went to a console and began powering up some equipment. The other went to Mike, with his gloved hand began stroking Mike's cock.
"Nice piece of plumbing... I wonder if it works as good as it looks?"

He squirted a glob of lubricant on to his glove, and applied it liberally over Mike's rock hard member.
Mike kept his mouth shut, but twisted his body in an effort to withdraw from the attendant's grasp.

"Hey, you're, not going anywhere......Get used to that and everything else we have planned for you. The Doc always gets what he wants."

Then the first attendant handed the other an 12 inch long plastic cylinder. The cylinder was connected by cables and tubes to the console. The second attendant slid the cylinder over Mike's cock, and twisted it into the base set in the harness.

Both Mike and Joe riveted their eyes on the piece of gear. Joe's cock rose to a new more rigid state of arousal.
The attendant at the console moved some switches.

"AgggggHaaaa," Mike gasped as the machine's vacuum sucked his cock deep into the cylinder.

The gasp was followed by an "Oh shit" as the machine began rhythmically milking his shaft by alternating blasts of suction, and release of the vacuum. Mike's body tensed as he watched his cock swell with blood. His cockhead darkened to a deep purple. It began dripping precum.
"AggggAggg No! your not going to make me !"

Joe listened and watched his lover struggle with the mixture of pain and intense pleasure the pulsating cylinder was delivering to his cock.

"Errrr Agggg Shittttttttt......"

Joe watched as a blast of Mike's white jism exploded out of his meat and was sucked up into the collection flask. Joe counted five separate massive loads. The machine kept sucking for several more minutes. Nothing more came out of Mike's purple, vein engorged cock. His balls were spent. His body sagged in its restraint.

The attendant came over to Mike, pulled his head back off his chest.

"Not bad for a first time. We will see that you get much better. "

He unlatched the cylinder, and slid it off the spent cum slicked cock. He turned his attention to Joe.

The attendant took his gloved hand and inserted three fingers into Joe's mouth. Joe could taste Mike's cum mixed with lubricant and the bitter taste to the rubber. The attendant began pinching Joe's right tit.
"Man from looking at the state of your cock, you won't last as long as your buddy. We don't want you to cum too fast."he smiled "Give me the EV35 cylinder!"

The other attendant grinned back and shook his head in agreement. He reached into the cabinet under the console and attached a new cylinder to the unit. It appeared much narrower that the one used on Mike.

The attendant at Joe's side lubed his cock and locked the new cylinder in place. This time the attendant at the controls brought the vacuum up slowly. Joe watched his cock swell into the increasing vacuum. His usually thick veins on his shaft bulged even darker. His cock head was now a huge purple mushroom just touching the walls of the cylinder. Now he felt it. The walls of the cylinder were charged by the many electrodes embedded in the plastic. Jolts of current raced around the head of his cock, and down the shaft to the grounding band around his nut sac.
The small room reverberated with Joe's screams.

The screams roused Mike from his exhaustion. He could see Joe's rigid body and his dark massive cock. He struggled to rouse himself to help his lover, but it was useless. He was unable to move . All he could do was watch Joe's agony.
The pain caused Joe's cock to shrink back in the cylinder. This slight retreat was quickly caught by the attendant with an increase in the vacuum. Joe's cock began re-expanding toward the electrified walls at the end of the cylinder. Again Joe bellowed in agony. as his hips thrust forward in spasms of pain. After six cycles of having his cock shocked flaccid, and re-stimulated, he lost control with the start of the seventh jolt of current. A huge load of cum flooded the cylinder.
The cum increased the conductivity of the electrodes, and jolts of current increased in magnitude and sparks jumped from the cylinder wall to all parts of his cock. Five, six, seven spasm of jism were sucked up by the machine. The attendant stopped the extraction. He knew from experience not to damage the Doctors new material. He would pay dearly if he did.

Joe and Mike hung exhausted from their racks as the attendants put their extraction equipment away. They returned with two rigid plastic codpieces. These hard plastic cups were seamed down the middle so they separated into two halves. The codpiece had two internal chambers, the upper one for a cock, and a lower one for balls. The senior attendant worked on Joe, the other on Mike. The senior attached half of the codpiece to the harness around Joe's crotch. He worked his balls into the tight lower chamber, then slid Joe's still moist and semi rigid cock into the curved upper chamber. He then put the second half in place. As he locked it to the harness, the molded seam down the middle locked together with a firm snap. The Seals were now sealed up tight. Only the Doctor had access. The attendants attached their shackled legs to spreader bars, and latched their arms one by one to the clip on the side of their codpiece harness. Mike and Joe were free of the suspension rack, but were only able to move with difficulty.

They were then chained together at the waist. Mike in front, Joe trailing behind.

The junior attendant led Mike and Joe back to their cell. Mike found his cock responding to the rubbery sight of the attendant's well defined ass and muscled back. He was glad that no one could see his cock responding in the rigid codpiece. Little did Mike know that the Doc has sensors built into the codpieces, and he was well informed on the state of his arousal.

They were led into a small cell. steel bars floor to ceiling on three sides. The floor covered in thick black rubber. Once in the cell and the door locked, the attendant released their spreader bars, and then their arms. Mike and Joe noted the sequence was planned carefully so that there was no time for them to overpower the lone attendant. Exhausted, they collapsed onto the floor.
The attendant turned off the lights and left the area. Now the cell was almost dark. A little light still came in through the glass of the room's outer door.

Mike moves closer to Joe.

"Shit if they keep us under this close a guard we will never figure anything out. I didn't see anything as we were led over here. Did you?. "

"No. We'll have to take it easy. Let them settle into a routine. They may have us start work or something. Lets keep our cool. "

"Shit my cock hurts from that milking. I wish I could rub it."

Joe slaps his open hand against the codpiece that isolates his abused cock.

"This damn thing just make it worse. Joe!

Mike ties to take Joe's attention away from his abused member.

" We should try to signal John.. He is probably in this complex somewhere. He could be in a cell near by. "

"You're right."

Joe got up and walked around the cell. Walking as if in a daze, but all the while scanning the setup.
In one corner the hard rubber floor mat turned to a soft black rubber covered foam. That must be the sleeping area. He did not see any toilet. He figured that they would be led to one if needed. That might open some
opportunities. There was nothing remarkable except some small sealed ports on the cell's one solid wall, and an air duct grate near the floor. The grate was too small for any man to get through, but maybe it could be used for something else. He could see no camera watching them, but he knew they were being watched. He could feel it. He returned to a spot near Mike.

He gestured to Mike not to speak. He was afraid the place was bugged. They just moved over to the soft section of the floor and stretched out. Joe put his hand on Mikes back and began tapping a message using a code the Seals had developed .
"Later I'll send signals using the air duct. Listen for response. Maybe John's here and can respond."
They were exhausted, and stretched out to sleep. Joe moved up against Mikes back. The closeness gave each of them a little reassurance.

*****

The next morning the duty officer assistant quickly bound their arms and reattached spreader bars to Joe and Mike's leg shackles. He then chained them together and led them out of the cell.

Joe and Mike were discretely studying every inch of the walk to their new destination. No windows, just gray walls, and multiple security doors. Moving around in this place would not be easy.

They shortly came to a long narrow brightly lit room that had two treadmills and a multistationed workout unit. This was not much of a gym. The treadmills faced the long black wall of the room.

The controller's assistant picked up a wide black collar from a table, and locked it around Joe's neck. The collar had two cables leading from it, one long and a shorter/thinner one. He attached the short cable to a port in Joe's codpiece harness. He attached the long cable to a port in the wall behind the treadmills. When he was finished with Joe, he fitted Mike out with the same setup. Only after they were connected to the wall, did he unhook the spreader bars, and release their arms.

"You inductees are free to move around within this room. Through this cable the Controller has total control over you. so don't think of trying anything . If the cable is disconnected the collar around you neck will tighten and strangle you. I have lost two stupid ones this way. Don't add yourselves to the list."

"Your workout for the day will be given you in a few minutes. Why don't you begin loosening up? I expect you will have a 10K run to start. "

Joe and Mike took the advice and began to stretch and warm up.

"I reckon this doc must be a real fukkin pervert!"

"Joe, quiet! the place is probably bugged. "

"Hell you can be sure it is bugged. I don't care. The place is run by a bunch of fuckin crazies."

The treadmills started to move slowly, Joe and Mike looked at them and both had the same idea, what if they didn't go for the Controller's little run?
In a second , they got an answer. They both felt mild shocks on the shafts of their cocks.

"Now boys, you are going to do as instructed, or you are going to pay with a lot of pain.
On the treads, and get moving."

Not wanting to learn how much current could be run through their meat, the both hopped on the treadmills and began their prescribed run.

*******

This was the start of the new ritual. A morning workout in this box of a gym. Followed by another session in the extraction room. After two weeks the process was so routine that it lost any sexual meaning. There were times though, when they would see one of the Doctor's rubbered covered studs, that the sight of such a fantastic body covered in tight black rubber would put a spark to their groins.

There was one attendant in the extraction room that appeared to have a thing for Joe. The guy took great pleasure in connecting Joe up. He would slowly rub his gloved hands over Joe's outstretched body. One day he even stood face to face with him. Looking Joe straight in the eyes, letting his rubber skin slide lightly over Joe's sweating body. The attendant just laughed and sneered at Joe as he tried to pull his face away. He always ran the milking sequence extra hard on Mike as a way to get at Joe.

Over the two weeks, their movements through the corridors of the Doctor's laboratory taught them nothing. They never saw any daylight. They could see no way to make a break for it. The security focused on their every movement was too tight. The surveillance too complete. Despite nightly signals, they heard nothing from John.

One day about 20 minutes into their usual workout run, the pace slowed, then stopped. The lights in the room dimmed. As the lights dimmed, they could see a locker room on the other side of the wall they were facing. The wall was in fact a large two way mirror. The room on the other side had maybe a dozen large lockers directly opposite them. It appeared that there was no equipment in the room.

Chapter 4

Two guards entered the other room. Joe and Mike could see but not hear. Like all the other guards, they were hard muscled, and encased in black latex suits.

"How you feeling today? "

"I"m in great shape, I would like to try for a new first. Are you game?"

"Yeah, it has been a while since we earned any points. Let see what we can do."

One guard looked at a chart on his locker door. "We were both at 5.2 last week. Our best is 5.5?

"Oh man that is going to be a jump. Lets go for it How about 5.7. "

"A .5 jump in on week? That's going to be rough "

"Come on. Where's your guts? Its only a .2 move from our best. Lets show everybody that we're no where near our top. "

"If you are game, lets go for it."

"I'll help you first."

"The first guard picked up an electronic device and ran it down the upper back of his buddy. As he moved it, his buddy's tight latex skin parted. He then pulled the latex over his shoulder, and peeled it off his arm. Together they peeled the latex off his other arm. Then he sat on the bench and his buddy pulled the latex skin off his trunk and legs. The latex was very thin. The guard stood naked and admired his body in the mirror wall.
Joe and Mike got a full view of one of the most magnificent bodies they'd ever seen. This guard was not massive, but he was incredibly defined. A sharp narrow waist, massive shoulders. Pecs that just spread across his chest in two full thick slabs. Between his massive thighs hung a cock ,and a set of balls of fantasy proportions.

In the buff, he turned and displayed a beautifully worked set of glutes. He began to help his buddy out of his latex skin. In a few minutes there were two incredible forms waking before them just on the other side of the glass wall. Joe could not help himself, He had to eye these guys over and over. His cock was filling its tight codpiece

The first guard walked toward the glass wall and opened a locker near the wall. On a track he slid out a hanging full body black rubber suit. It looked like an old Air Force pressure suit, with hoses running down the tops of the arms and the outside of the legs, except it was heavy black rubber. He stepped into the suit from the back. His feet went into molded boots. His buddy helped him get his hands set in the gloves at the end of the sleeves. Then with one flex of his back, and a roll of his shoulders, the heavy suit snapped into place. His buddy zipped the back opening closed. He was in. Only his head and his crotch remained uncovered.

Roles were switched, and the second guard slid into his moulded suit.

Mike and Joe watched in amazement as they turned the lights on two darkened cubicles right next to the mirror wall. One cubicle was on Joe's right, and the other on Mike's left. The guards settled. into molded reclined seats, and began to latch heavy rubber lined steel bindings over their legs. Then they pulled down an overhead arm onto their crotches. On the arm was a molded cup, similar to the ones they were strapped into, except it was made of clear plastic. They put their cock and balls into the chambers in the cup and pulled the cup firmly againste their suits. Joe and Mike both heard something latch the cup in place. They just stared at these thick heavy cocks laying limply in their plastic cases.
The guards proceeded to fasten more bindings across their abdomen, and then their shoulders. They pulled down oxygen masks. They looked like standard military issue pilot's oxygen masks. They fastened them on their faces, and then put their arms into their designated places in the molded chairs. With a push of a button the remaining latches swung into place binding their arms into fixed positions at their sides. They were now massively restrained. They looked like astronauts in a science fiction flick., but this was quite real and wildly erotic.
Mike and Joe became aware of a buzz in their room. They had no idea what it was, until they heard one of the guards speak..
"Nick, are you sure you want to go for 5.7?"
"Yeah, sure, I don't want to push you if you want to hold back"
"No. I'll gut it out if you're set on it. It will be a fuckin wipe out. "
"Yeah you said it, lets get it on."
"Initiate Global Workout. Master. Set for 5.5, Open ended sequence."
Nick ! Open ended! You're crazy !

To ensure that Mike and Joe had an uninterrupted chance to observe the Doc's real gym in use, the treadmills slowed to a stop Then they heard the Controller.
"Well do you like what you see? The Doc has an entire fantastic world down here. You need to see what opportunity is before you. These suits are wired with electrodes that stimulate all the muscle groups according to the selected program. Nick has selected the total body work out. Watch what they go through and enjoy."
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They walked up to the glass wall and watched the men begin the workout program. Even under the heavy rubber of these special suits they could see the men's muscles ripple with electrically stimulated contractions. They could see the flashing red lit digital display in each chamber. They flashed with each contracting sequence. A .1.0 quickly became 2.0. They could hear the two guards begin breathing more heavily. Sweat was beginning to roll of their foreheads.
"OK Frank get ready to roll. Now we are getting into the rough area."

Yeah, and you had to select open ended" When we are finished, I'll get you"

"If there is anything left!!!"

Now the indicators were reading 4.5. The duration of the red light flashes was clearly longer. The heavy breathing was now punctuated with deep grunts and groans, as the length and depth of the stimulation expanded.

Mike notice Joe absent mindedly rubbing the hard shell that encased his cock. He knew Joe was experiencing the same hard on he was. He could feel his cock drip precum. He pushed against the glass as he emotionally got into this incredible work out.

With each stimulated contraction, grimaces dug into the guard's faces. The red light burned on for longer periods. They had crossed the 5.2 mark. The grunts got louder and deeper.

Some stimulation had to be going to their cock and balls. The plastic chambers were full with engorged cocks. Their cockhead were wet with precum.

Now the indicator was glowing 5.6, the guard's bodies twisted in rigid contractions. The grunts were replaced with full throated groans . The little work out room vibrated with the force of the shouts.
There was a 5.7 and then a 5.8! At the very end of the stimulation the light went 5.9. There were long screams and, both of their cocks flooded their cups with cum. The work out ended.

The room went silent. For nearly 20 minutes the two bodies laid there motionless. Then Nick pushed a button with his right thumb, and all of his restraint straps were released. He pushed another button and the plastic cup withdrew from his crotch. His engorged tool flopped limply onto his rubber covered thigh.. He called out to his buddy. "Todd. how you doing.?" At first there was no answer. Mike could see the guard in front of him was hardly conscious. After a few minutes Todd cleared his head. "Shit man!! You're a fucking pain freak."
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That night Mike and Joe lay along side of each other, staring at the ceiling. They know they are being watched by camera and the room is bugged. Mike rolled over on to Joe and whispered into his ear. The show today in the workout room was more than I could take. I wanted to unload in this dam cup so bad but something kept blocking me some how. I can't take this anymore. I"m crazy for sex. The daily milking just makes it worse. I need you, I need you up my ass. We either try a break out, or we surrender."

Joe whispered back. "Tell me about it. I will signal for John one more time. If we don't get an answer, we make the best deal we can. I don't see any way to break out. I'd rather be a rubber slave here than a carcass on the sea bottom."

Joe rolled over to the ventilation duct and again sent his signal. He stretched out on the floor in hope of a reply. A long time past, and there was no response. What of course they didn't know was that it was John who had set them up. He could not stand to see gays in the Navy, much less two gay SEALs. He had arranged for their capture. He was not in the facility. He was back at home having drinks with his buds Ian and Frank knowing he has redeemed the honor of his unit.

Chapter 5

In another part of the facility:, the Director assembled his team to evaluate the his new captives.
In a chrome and glass office the Doctor sat behind his stainless steel desk. He was dressed in full rubber. The suit is tight and well polished. Its thinness and tightness displays his fantastic development that he maintained by intense workouts and his secret mix of hormones.

In the office are two senior assistants both dressed like their Master. They stood,holding their clipboards.

"M01, what is the status of the two new stable members?"
"Sir, the report's as follows:
Both men are in acceptable physical condition. They are free of infection and are medically cleared for incorporation into the base.
The semen production from the two is exceptional. They responded well to the routine extraction process. The quality of their semen exceeds standards. The fraction of X403 in their seminal fluid is in the top 95% of samples ever collected. "

"That's very good indeed"

"M02, what do you have on their psychological profile?"

"Sir, the preliminary results are favorable. The reading from the crotch monitor on the ex-SEAL named Joe suggests that he is very homoeroticised. Despite physical distress, he has erections at the slightest visual stimulation. I cannot be certain yet, but I think he is quite stimulated by our rubber gear. If I did not know he was a SEAL, I would conclude he was a homosexual with a strong sadomasochistic bent. "

"M02, you should know by now that the inside of a man is not easily detected form the outside."

"What are the readings from his companion?"

"The one named Mike is also very homoeroticised, but his arousal is more focused. He responds almost exclusively to his buddy Joe. From this I would conclude that they are lovers, with the one named Joe being the dominant one in the relationship."

" This makes a very nice set up. M04 I want you to take Joe to the induction lab tonight. You and I have some enjoyable work to do. The Controller can take the other to the video lab and set him up for a work out."

M04 and the duty officer entered the cell. the roused Joe and Mike. Instead of going through the usual ritual of locking them together in spreader bars, M04 had them hooded and their arms cuffed behind their back. They were led out of the cell. M004 took Joe off towards the Induction Lab. His assistant took Mike down to the extraction lab

Doc and his two senior assistants M01 and M02 entered the renovated Induction Lab.

"Boys, this is the first time We are going to use the new system. I am here to prepare you for any problems. M01, are your two assistants in the tank?"

"Yes Sir. They are ready to help our new inductee into the suit."

"Good!"

"M02, Is his buddy set up in the extraction lab, in case we need to provide this stud with some inducement to agree to submit? "

M02 checked with the lab through the intercom.
"Sir, they have him ready, the video link has been checked. It will come on screen at your command."

"Bring him in."

Joe was led into the brightly lit lab. He took a few minutes to adjust his eyes when the hood was pulled off. M02 pushed him to his knees before the Doc.

"You kneel before your Master until he gives you permission to stand. "

Joe started to speak, "He's not my........"

M02's gloved hand cuffed his head sideways.

"You don't speak unless told to!!!"

Doc approached Joe.

"Nice to see you still have some fire in you".

"Listen to me carefully. I have a proposition for you. You are a great specimen. You can join our brotherhood."

"Fat chance" Doc indicates to M02 to cuff Joe again.

"I take it then that you would rather die. Well you might, but are you willing to have your lover go through what I have planned? "

Doc, nods, and a large wall size screen at Joe's right lights up. There was Mike strapped to an operating table, legs up in the air. He was bound and wired up to an array of computers at the back of the room.

"Leave him out of this." "He's got nothing to do with what I decide"

"Oh I believe he has or will have a lot to do with what you do."

"Look at your lover more closely. I am rather proud of the equipment his going to experience."

Joe looked at Mike's bound sweating body. Though there was no sound, it wass clear he has already been worked over a bit. He was breathing heavily and covered in profuse sweat. Mike was bound to the table with large straps over his shoulders, abdomen and hips. His legs were strapped into steel stirrups that put his thighs up in a "V" and exposed his cock, balls and ass. Overhead there were mirrors so he could see all part of his helpless body. The visual input was clearly to add to the victim's terror.
The camera began to pan over Mike from his head down.
There is a rubber strap around his shaved head with multiple wires leading off to some equipment.
Doc, enjoying the show, described his creation.

"These wires give us a read out of exactly how much pain your buddy is going through. From your SEAL training, you know that pain is more than just stimulation. It is a combination of stimulation and your fear reaction to it. As you can see from the summary graph on the monitor, your buddy has had quite a bit of pain from just a little stimulation. He is really primed for a real rough ride.

Mike's arms, chest and legs were laced with fine wires that attached to his skin. There was a large concentration circling his tits. His tits were sucked up into two small vacuum cylinders that were also wired. The camera now panned down Mikes taught abs. Each band of rippled muscle was studded with wires. The camera pulled in closer as it headed toward the victim's groin. The shot was so close that Mike's navel was several inches across on the wall screen. The electrodes all had multiple fine wires that pierced the skin, and had small red lights. The Doc explained that the lights lit up when the electrode was activated.

Now the screen was filled with the smooth surface of a plastic cylinder. The cylinder was circled with geometric patterns of embedded silver electrodes. Inside the cylinder below the embedded silver was the flesh tones of Mike's cock. The camera pulled back, and the entire vacuum cylinder came into view. Mike's cock was semi erect in the chamber. From the closed end of the cylinder there was a thick plastic tube with alternating bands of silver electrodes that went down the length of the cylinder and entered Mike's piss slit. The tube glistened with lubricant and precum. Below the chamber enclosing Mike's cock were two more oval chambers each encapsulating one of his balls. Just below the cylinders encasing his balls there was a band of electrodes encircling Mike's sphincter.

"Let me replay part of the documentation of you buddy's last few minutes."
The screen went black and then came to life with Mike screaming and thrashing his head back and forth. There were no words, just ear shattering howls of pain from a man over the edge. The gloved hands of an attendant was holding Mike's head so that he had to watch his torture in the mirrors overhead.
The camera panned down the length of the victim. Nipples sucked deep into their chambers, lights all across his chest and on the cylinders flashing in unison. The lights stop. Mike's cock began to stiffen, as the vacuum begins to suck the air out of the cylinder. There was now a sustained screech of pain from Mike as his cock slides downward in the cylinder, the tube is pushed into his urethra, and his balls are each pulled deep into their sacs. The vacuum continued to build until Mike's cock filled the chamber. The tube was fully embedded down his prick, and his balls were pulled tightly against the walls of their cylinders.

The room was filled with Mike's scream

"NOOOOOOOOOoooooooo,"

The wave of red lights rushes over him from his arms and legs over his chest and nipples and down his cock and balls. The pattern repeats three times. Then there was an all out scream and a load of cum exploded from the end of the cylinder.

"Very nice. I can see this tape making my best sellers list real quick. Nothing sells like real sexual pain and terror!"

Doc watched Joe's reaction. He was visibly shaken. Joe knew Mike was in real trouble. There was real terror in his screams.

The rerun stops and the screen came back to real time . All that was heard was Mike's gasping breathing

The movement of the camera stopped, as a rubber clad attendant came into view. He held up before the camera a black and silver dildo. It was shaped like an inhumanely large cock. the silver stripes along its length were clearly more electrodes. The assistant took the tool and screwed it onto a hydraulic shaft station at the end of the torture table. With a few adjustments of the brackets the dildo was placed just below Mike's helpless ass.

I see we are ready for the next session. Let's see if this will help you decide.

The vacuum comes up more quickly this time. and Mikes tits, balls and finally his cock are quickly sucked back to their fully expanded position. Mike's gasps are muffled this time by his attendant who put his rubber gloved hand over top of Mike's lips. The camera now showed a close up of Mike's ass. Clearly it was about to be raped. The lights on the electrodes surrounding the sphincter danced lightly red, and Mikes ass lips puckered tightly. Driven by its hydraulic piston, the dildo approached his electronically clenched ass.

" This is going to be good." There is no way you buddy can relax his ass and just accept the fucking he is going to get. The computer is controlling his sphincter, and has it spasmed shut. The attendant has set the computer for a level 7 pain. the computer will modulate his sphincter's tightness over the dildo to produce that level of pain. You should know that no one has been over level 8.0. Two of the three victims that have gone to 7.0 have died of cardiac arrest. Let see how your lover does. "

The attendant grabbed Mike's sagging head and with his thumbs pulled back his eye lids to force him to watch Doc's machine destroy his ass. Mike groans with the first pressure from the dildo. Then as the pressure mounts. He realizes that he is unable to relax his sphincter and absorb the dildo. His groans are followed by a series of panic yells as the dildo begins to pry open his butt h
ole. He jerked his head wildly and briefly slipped free of the attendants wet hands. His head is the only part of his body he can move. Writhing and yelling were the only response he could make to the intense pain erupting from his ass.

Joe shouted "Enough! Stop!!!! Let him go, and I will be inducted. Just stop."

The wall screen went blank.

Doc gave the order for Mike to be removed from the equipment. "

Once he has recovered he can do as he chooses..... Now let's get you ready!"

Doc signals his assistants and Joe was taken over to a corner in the lab. The spreader bar between his legs was attached to the floor grate, and his wrist shackles attached to a low bench. A nozzle was inserted up his upturned ass. Joe is repeatedly flushed with hot and cold water. While he was being cleaned out, another rubber attendant began to shave his buzz cut head. All hair on his head was to be removed, including his eye brows.

Totally washed out and drained, he was forced to stand, and his manacled wrists were attached to an overhead bar. He was now stretched taught.

The attendants now lathered up his entire body. Beginning with his beard of several days, all of his body hair is removed, arm pits, chest, abdomen, back and crotch. Even the light hairs on his legs is shaved clean. The attendants enjoy this process. They get to pry and stroke his soap lathered skin with their slick rubber gloves. They enjoyed the sensation of rubber sliding against helpless flesh. Joe apparently enjoyed it too, since despite his predicament his cock was hard and erect.

A senior attendant inspected the work of the clean up crew, sliding his gloved hands over every inch of Joe's body. He even probed his ass. He was satisfied, and indicated that the next phase should begin. His two assistants smeared a thick gel all over Joe. Joe's face grimaced as the gel burned on his shaved skin.

Doc returned to the room, and stood before Joe.

"I am going to release you now. Your will have to endure the next part of the induction."

The attendants released his arms and legs from the shackles that had been in place since he slid down that chute into this hell.

"You are now totally and permanently hairless. That gel has seen to that."

Pointing to what looked like an oval ring on the floor he told Joe he had to choose to enter the world of his rubber brotherhood. If he took back his promise, he knew Mike would be returned to torture of the raping machine, and fucked to death while he was force to watch.
Joe shock his head,

"There is no need for that. What do I have to do?"

M02 walked over to Doc and made sure that Joe heard.....

"Yes M02. this is different. I have been working with M01 and his team in perfecting the induction process. The bound isolation process used before was too slow. There we bound and immobilized guys for 30 days before they were mentally ready. That immobilization took weeks of physical therapy to undo. I believe we now have a better method."

The tank below us is the isolation medium,. It is set at body temperature and is totally still. The tank has been sound-proofed so there will be no vibrations transmitted .
The other part of the new system is a new rubber bondage suit. The suit he is going to be put into is made of a new very elastic rubber. The trainee will enter through the suits mouth. Other than the piss drainage tube in the cock sheath, there are no other open openings in the suit. The suit is attached to the floor at that oval opening. Its mouth hole has been slowly stretched to allow his body to enter. In fact the entire suit is stretched to an immense size by filling it with a lubricating gel. The suit will not burst because it is supported all over by dense salt water in the tank. As our SEAL drops into the oval opening in the floor, he will be donning the suit through its mouth opening. His next skin will be devouring him. The suit is so ballooned out by the gel, that he will not be able to touch any of the rubber until we begin to drain the gel from the suit. Then the balloon will collapse and the suit mould to his body. M01 has two divers in the tank that will make sure that the suit is positioned correctly as it shrinks on to his body."

"The final maneuver will be sliding his head into the hood, and attaching his air supply. Then the induction will begin. "

M02 nodded indicating his new understanding.

The attendants motioned him to stand before the oval on the floor.

Joe walked over and stood before this black oval in the middle of the floor. It was made of rubber and had a small pucker in the center.

"Sit on the floor and put your feet into the opening."

Joe did as instructed, and he watched as his feet slid through the opening into some other space.
Once his legs were in up to his knees, he moved them back and forth trying to feel something. He could not figure out what he felt. There was nothing solid, but it was not just air on the other side either. His thoughts were interrupted by another command.
Raise you body up on your arms, and let your legs enter up to you waist.
With an increasing amount of trepidation he did as told. He resigned himself to the Doc's next ordeal.
At least Mike would be spared.
He was now up to his waist in this hole in the floor. He could feel his legs moving freely below him, but he could not tell what they were in. It felt like nothing.
"Lower yourself up to your armpits."
Joe could see by the increasing bulge in the Doc's rubber covered crotch, that he was enjoying his slow sliding into the unknown. The anticipation was also making Joe tense and his member rigid.
Joe thought that with the next command, he would be sliding through the hole into his next hell.

"Put your right arm through the hole."
As he put his hand through the hole, some to the clear gel oozed through the opening. How he knew what he was sliding into. His anticipated fall did not happen. He simply slid a little lower his right shoulder was now under the rubber diaphragm.
"Now your left arm."
Now more gel broke through the opening until it sealed around his neck.
Instinctively he kicked with his legs and paddled with his arms as if to keep his head above water. He soon realized there was no need. He was not going to sink into the gel any further.

An attendant came over to the oval in the floor, and stuck a thick hose through the opening along his neck behind his head. He could feel it pulsating. The gel was being pumped out of the suit.

The from below he could feel hands touching his feet. Something was starting to cover his body. A look of shock covered his face.

Doc motioned to M02. He is beginning to feel the suit close in on him. Each finger must be properly positioned, his cock and balls worked into to their rubber sheath and sac. Ws should see a real reaction on his face when the but plug , and urethral tube set in place.
As expected, there was a sudden gasp from Joe, followed by him yelling..

" Oh Shit. You fuckin bastards!"

"They must be finished now, there is no more gel being extracted from the suit. Now it's time for me to make the last move."

Doc approached Joe, his head just above the level of the floor.
Before Doc could speak, Joe blurted out "You fucking bastard. I don't care what you do to me, just keep your promise."

"You will soon see just how much of a bastard I can be! but your lover will be free to do as he wishes."
Doc then pushed Joe's head down through the diaphragm. It sealed right down to the size of Joe's mouth. He was now totally engulfed by the suit. Joe's only access to air was through his mouth of in the suit. Doc listened to his rapid anxious breathing whistle past his face as the worked near the opening.
Doc opened part of the diaphragm and now could see a larger part of Joe's face now covered in tight black rubber. An assistant handed him one piece of rubber tubing, and he inserted up one of Joe's nostrils by making a small opening in the rubber with a knife. This was followed by a second tube up the other nostril. The tubes were sealed in place with rapid setting black rubber glue.

Then the assistant handed him a mouth piece used in a double hose regulator.
Doc took the mouth piece and inserted it in Joe's mouth and began sealing it in place with liberal amounts of his glue. Once it was set, and the Doc tested its secure positioning, he pushed Joe's head away from the opening down into the water of the tank.

Doc then went over to the wall screen, changed channel selection and the world below the floor came into view.
Two of Doc's rubber clad assistants, in scuba were moving Joe's suited form through the water. In quick order the divers had Joe stretched spread eagle in the center of a circular frame. cables stretched from each of his fingers, his feet and his head. There was no possibility of movement. The divers then completed multiple hose and cable connections. Their victim had to be fed and monitored during his isolation.

Joe, unable to move, see or hear. Breathed slowly as he tried to plan how he was going to deal with his confinement. All over he could feel the pressure of the rubber suit press against every part of his body. This was the one constant sensation. At first he could sense nothing else. As he adjusted to his immobilization, he became aware of two other sensations. His ass was full with a butt plug that was part of the suit. It was not uncomfortable, he had been stuffed with bigger ones before. It was there and he could play with it by constricting his sphincter. His other sensation was his hard cock with the tube inside his urethra. He could not tell if it was the sensation of the tube that was making his cock rigid, or was it a sexual response to his rubber immobilization. He did discover something in the first hour of his immersion. When he constricted his sphincter and moved the butt plug, he messaged his prostate and sent pleasurable spasm down his cock. Whatever the Doctor's plans, he felt a little satisfaction that he had one are of control, and one was to bring satisfaction. His thoughts began to drift as spasms brought moments of pleasurable relief.

"M02. I believe we are done here. Bring the other SEAL to my office."
"Yes, Sir."

Totally naked and bound Mike was led by the two rubber assistants into the Doctor's office. They pushed him down onto his knees as they entered. Mike began to curse, and he is given a quick boot to the head.

Doc signals, enough. and walks over to his next conquest.

"I want you to understand your situation, and to let you select your future."
"Your lover has bought your freedom. He traded himself for you. I intend to honor my promise to him.
Tomorrow morning you will be free to go."

"I know you are thinking, that you will get out of here, and come back with help and free your lover and all the other poor bastards trapped here. There are two problems with that though.
First, you have no idea where we are. I know you think we are on that island off Santiago. We are not. After your slide down that chute, while you and your buddy were unconscious, you were moved to our current location. When you are set free, you will wake up in a room somewhere with fake papers and ID. It will take you a few months just to prove you are who you were, much less try to figure out where our lab is located.
Second. no one is trapped here. This is not a slave camp. This is a brotherhood. It is a brotherhood based on a fetish for rubber, and a real understanding of domination and servitude as the basis for sexual desire."

"If no one is trapped, let Joe go now."

"Your lover is in the process of discovery. He is not being tortured. He is quietly discovering himself and where his sexual energies are directed. When he is finished he will also be free to choose his future."

"You mean after you have brainwashed him he can choose to recite your prewritten program."

"I"m not going to argue with you. You know the issues. You can give me your decision in the morning.
You have my permission to talk to any of the brotherhood you want. That is if they want to talk to you."

"Take him back to his cell. "

******

Mike was returned to his cell by two attendants. He said nothing to them. Once he was secured in the cell, he lay on the floor quiet and alone his mind racing with thoughts. Just when he had thought he was going to have is life together with Joe in Seattle, it has all come apart. This is all so fantastic it would be a dream, except his cock and ass hurt too much. He and Joe had been betrayed by someone they trusted. He could not think about living without Joe. He could not leave him. He fell off into an exhausted sleep.

Hours later Mike awoke. He had to have some water. he hated the thought of having again to play the Doc's game of sucking cock for a drink. Again he knew he had no choice. Once he has his thirst quenched, he saw his attendant on duty. He decided to see what he had to say.

"The Doc said you can talk. I need to talk to someone. Will you talk with me? "
There was a long cold silence, the attendant seemed unmoved, almost as if he had not heard Mike.
Then Mike saw him move toward the cell.

"I am willing to talk. It is OK".

"How long have you been here?"

"I have no clear idea. Honestly, time moves so differently here. Before the brotherhood time was circular, weeks, months years. Here it is a straight line. I am mostly in the now. The future is my masters". The past is gone, and no value to anyone. It was a long time ago when I was inducted. "

"Are you always in that rubber suit? Everyone I see is in rubber. "

"We are all in rubber most of the time. We have therapy sessions periodically where our inner skin is worked on to keep it in shape. I feel strange when I am not in my rubber skin."

"Is it tight? "

"Yes it is nicely tight. It touches me all over all the time. It has helped make me a sensual being".

"Are you ever in pain?" Do your Masters hurt you ? "

"That is an unusual question. I have learned a lot form my Master and the Doctor. They have expanded my world of pleasure. I have not been tortured. I have been taken places I was afraid to go, but I conquered my fear. I now let them take me where ever they want. If you've not been a slave you won't understand. Service become freedom, pain pleasure".

"Would you leave if you could?"

"Another question from one who is outside. No. A thousand times no. "

"You work at a job hiding your sex so you can get some money to have a few days with you lover dressed up in gear that you both love. I have that every day, all the time. Think about it, and you will see what a stupid question you've asked."

"Do you go through the extraction process every day?"

"Yes, Oh yes. As a stud however often I want to cum. It is sometimes a punishment for poor performance not to be allowed to join in."

"Do you have a lover here?"

"I have a master Who I serve. In you logic we are lovers. I love him, and I love the rest of the brotherhood. I cannot explain why or how. It is something that you just experience once you are brought into the brotherhood. "

"So Joe will become one of your lovers?"

"Again you have it all screwed up. No one becomes "my or your" lover. in the brotherhood we are lovers.
I have seen enough of Joe. He is very beautiful. His body will become even more so under the Doctors care and training. I will enjoy being rubber to rubber with him. I'll enjoy his reactions and my own. "

Mike went silent, he was confused and excited at the same time. He knew he could not leave Joe. The image of him in one of their tight rubber skins had him hard.. He shook with tension at the thought of being sealed in one of the Do
ctor's suits. In the morning Mike told the Doctor he would agree to stay.

In four hours he was immobilized in submersed rubber suspension in the tank next to Joe.

The two SEALS, suspended motionless the a tank of body temperature salt water, had no awareness of each other. All they could feel was the pressure of the latex suit pressing on every inch of their skin. They could see nothing, and hear nothing other than their own breathing and the beating of their hearts.
They could play with themselves thanks to the Doctor's butt plug. A slow contraction of their ass muscles rammed the plug against their prostate. Joe came several times using this technique. Now he has lost interest in even this. He fights with his mind to keep from slipping into disorientation. Mike was much less active. His mind had already begun to loose orientation.

M02 sat in the half light in the observation room outside the tank. He had been quietly enjoying the vision of the two submersed, immobilized rubber covered SEALS, and messaging his raging hard on through the slick tightness of his own rubber suit. His silent pleasure was broken by the Doctor's voice.

"Ah,I thought I would find you here."

"Sir, Yes Sir. I just had to watch. I hope it meets with your approval."

"Yes, yes it is good that you watch your two new slaves during their creation. They soon will be yours to develop and train. It is important that we monitor them closely. This process is going to be so much better from what I used in the past. "

"Sir, they're so still. Nothing is moving. If I didn't have the monitors, I would have thought they were dead. At times, even with the monitors I am not sure. Their heart rate and respirations are so slow. "

"They've not stimulated themselves with the dildo in over 20 hours. "

"Let me see the read out of their EEG's for the last 20 minutes."

"Yes Sir."

"The Doctor went through two stacks of neatly folded computer paper that recorded the brain wave tracings for both Mike and Joe. As he went through the folded pages, he turned faster and faster."

"It is time."the doctor said"

"They have reached the point of near terminal collapse. Have M01 pull them from the tank and get them set up in the Lab. I will be ready for them in 15 minutes. You must be sealed in a hooded S6 mask with double orange canisters. Check with M01 before entering the Lab. Move."

"Yes Sir."

Doc then called M01 on the intercom and he watched as his next two prizes were raised from the tank. He quickly left the observation room.

M01 inspected M02 as he entered the Lab. He had the right hood and mask on and it was appropriately sealed to his rubber suit. The canisters were in place. He then handed him a pair of long thin black latex gloves. When M02 has them properly on, M01 rolled back their cuffs and applied a continuous layer of cement. He rolled the cuffs down in place making sure they were sealed.

He then gave M02 a heavier pair of black toxic chemical gloves.

"Put them on and get ready to assist the Doctor."

M02 entered the Lab. Mike and Joe were already removed from their bondage ring that had held them so still in the water. They were now bound upright on twin operating tables. They were set at about 60 degrees. He stood in anticipation. For over two years he had been ready to take on his own team of slaves as a new unit in the Doctors brotherhood. He knew he was ready.

Doc entered the room. He was suited up like M02, and went through M01's inspection. There could be no room for error here. Once doubly gloved, Doc inspected the bondage of his two new acquisitions.

He then turned to M02, "

"Are you ready?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good, come over here. You must be fitted with this special jockcup."

M02 stood before the Doctor as directed.
Doc took a pair of surgical scissors and cut open the pouch of his suit. M02's large cock a
nd balls now hung free. M01 stepped forward holding a steel and rubber jockcup. Doc applied a layer of his sealant to the rubber rim of the cup.
He then took the cup and set it in place again enclosing M02's crotch. M01 then applied two more layers of sealant over top of the seam made with the his suit. He then attached a long corrugated air hose to the port in M02's cup.
M01 turned to the Doctor and indicated that all was now ready.
They all walked over to the area of the operating tables.

Doc picked up two syringes from the table by the tables. He showed them to his two assistants.

"This is the special chemical that initiates the brotherhood bonding process. All of the member of the brotherhood have gone through this process, but no-one but myself has ever watched it use, or seen its effects"
.
"This drug is injected into the nostril. It is picked up by the nerve endings of the part of the brain that processes complex odors. It was my discovery that it is our sense of smell that plays an important part in determining our sexual orientation and sets the primary focus of our sexual attractions. This chemical wipes that part of the brain clear. In a minute I will wipe out these two studs sexual orientation and all their learned sexual attractions. They will be clean slates on which I will write their sexual future as members of the brotherhood.
I did this to each of you. Now you will participate in doing it to these two lucky guys.
When I inject the chemical, there will begin a very violent reaction. I expect that since our sensory depravation process was so much better with M01's new tank, that the reaction will be different from what I've seen in the past. It could be more or less marked. "

Doc went over to Joe, and attached his syringe to the tube up his nostril. without hesitation he injected 2cc of the chemical. Immediately Joe's head began thrashing side to side. A loud scream of pain followed. His body tensed and his limbs pulled at every band that strapped him to the table. The screams and struggle went on for about ten minutes. Every fiber and sinew of his body fought the erasing of his sexual self, but there was no hope. Joe was powerless against the Doctor's chemical lobotomy.

Finally Joe again became silent and still.

Doc checked him over and reviewed the monitor tracings. He is fine, and looks like he will be ready for the next phase in a few minutes.

Doc went over to Mike and injected him. Mike's reaction was even more marked, an prolonged. It went on for almost twenty minutes, and had many seizure like qualities. Then he too became still and hung exhausted against his bonds.

"M02, now we are ready. Our two friends hear have had their primary sexual neurocenters wiped clean. I now want to give them the scent of their first and primary sexual object. I am going to connect the hose from your cup to their air supply. They are going to breath in deeply the ripe aromas of your sweaty rubber crotch. Those scents will be imprinted deep within their sexual center. They will be your slaves permanently. "

The hoses were attached and the new programming of Joe and Mike began. This primary attachment to M02 was followed by Mike breathing in aromas from the jockcup that had encased Joe's crotch for the first weeks of their captivity. Now Mike was also bound to Joe, as the Doctor had promised. Joe and Mike were also fed in a complex set of aromas that would seal their sexual attachment to the Doctor and the whole of the brotherhood.

Their fate was now sealed. They would be trained as slaves within the brotherhood by M02 under the Doctor's close supervision. Through the Doc's magical chemicals and his special factor YY2 their physical development would reach new heights. They would supply multiple loads of fresh semen each day for the Doctors research. They would sleep each night in each other's rubbered arms, and together they would find out a lot about themselves and the Doctor's fantastic rubber brotherhood.