The secret program - Part 1

Author: aliasricky
Title: The secret program - Part 1
Date: 02 March 2018

This is a documentation of my life as medical subject in army research programs and the road towards an experimental life changing procedure.
But first more about myself. My name, is Rick Y. and I am a lieutenant in the army and have been a member of a special forces team for a number of years now. In our spare time outside training and deployments, it is quite normal for team members to participate in small scale medical tests. These are usually exhaustion and performance tests in combat gear.

I am participating in these tests as much as I can and the doctors see me as a fixed resource they can call upon. My drive to participate is a sexual interest I have in the medical scene. I love the surroundings of the laboratory, the outfits of the medical staff and the equipment, like ecg, oxygen masks and in general being treated as a test subject.
I normally have a raging hard on and have to wear protection to avoid a mess in my pants when I am there. Luckily the BDU pants hides this well.
My alternative motive to participate is not known to the doctors, or at least I thought.

My ultimate fantasy would be that one day they would keep me in the lab as permanent test subject. I could only dream…until the dream started to become true.


Chapter 1

Like every day after my internal cleaning procedure I entered the metal lined space where the external cleaning is performed.

The two caretakers, dressed in full plastic hazmat suits and full face breathing masks, smear the familiar gel like substance all over my hairless muscular body with their hands covered by surgical gloves. It stings somewhat, killing all hair growth and disinfecting my body at the same time. They pay particular attention to my hard cock fitted with double catheters and the locking ring in my anal sphincter.

Only my head has hair left, although kept very short. I can only imagine with what is coming, this soon will have to be removed.
While enjoying this very pleasurable part of my daily routine, I was thinking back on how I ended up here. It has been almost three years since I entered this facility, not knowing that I would not check out again.

But let’s start at the beginning.

It all started when I got involved in a series of tests, which were gradually getting more and more involving, Previous test were limited to endurance tests in full combat gear. The exposure to the medical staff was with the fitting of the ECG on my chest and the donning of the breathing mask, with the occasional IV inserted or blood samples taken.

But one day when I entered the lab I was directed to a dressing room and handed a shiny blue plastic pants and was ordered to undress completely and to put it on. Just holding the pants I felt a throbbing sensation in my BDU. I would not be able to hide my usual hard on in this pants and the material made it worse.
I did what I was ordered. The plastic touched my exposed dick head. Maybe I should jerk off. Should I? Are there cameras? Do i have enough time? It will only take a few seconds.
And just when I reached for my crotch the lead doctor came in. Before I could say anything he said: “don’t worry about the hard on, we are expecting it and lots of guys get hard. In fact this is what we need for the test”.
I was somewhat confused and still a bit ashamed to stand there in front of him with an huge bulge in the pants. But this was something I got used to over the coming years.

He started to explain more about this new program, that it is investigating the effect of sexual arousal and sex hormones on the performance of soldiers. "You always seemed a good candidate to us, since you are usually aroused when taking part in these tests. In fact we think you will be the perfect candidate, but let’s find that out now”, he said with a slight grin on his face. The BDU pants clearly did not hide my hard-ons as well as I though.

I was escorted to a treatment room and laid down on a treatment table with stirrups. The medical staff started to put ECG pads on my chest and turned the machine on, showing quite an elevated heart rate, making the guy tell me to relax and don’t worry.
The medical staff are all muscular men, most of them are active soldiers. I loved how they look with the scrub shirt covering their muscular upper body. Some of them had BDUs on, others scrub pants. Something that made me relax a bit was seeing the guy was having quite a hard-on himself in his BDU, something I knew very well how to spot. Everyone was always wearing surgical gloves. I loved being touched with a gloved hand.

I saw various tools lying on a metal tray and got a bit nervous. I even got more nervous when the doctor came in dressed in a yellow plastic surgical gown, mask and fully gloved up.
"Don’t worry and try to relax”, he said somewhat muffled by his mask. "I am going to insert some sensors and a tube in your anal passage. they are not that big, but I have to use a speculum”.
I felt the well lubed cold speculum sliding in and spread. The sensation of wires and tube being positioned was pleasant and made my penis twitch. Clearly the signal for the doctor he is in the right place. With the speculum retracted a sheave in the anal muscle kept the wires and tube into place.

He changed his gloves and picked up a blunt syringe, grabbed hold on my penis and stuck the tip of the syringe into it. He squirted an amount of lube down the shaft. He then picked up what looked like a short catheter with sheave attached to it and slid it in. I let out a moan, but at the same time enjoyed the feeling. The other guy put his gloved hand on my shoulder and let is slide down to my chest in support.

The doctor asked if I ever had a catheter before. I nodded. “Good", he replied. "This one is not going all the way to the badder, so should be more comfortable”, he added.
He then unrolled the sheath, like a thick condom, over my penis, to keep the short cath into place The sheath is also fitted with sensors and 4 wires came from it. I can imagine this is to resister level of arousal.
He connected a hose with cap at the end to the cath and slid some sort of support frame over my penis and strapped it tight, before he pulled the plastic pants back over the set-up, with the hoses and wires exiting at the waist.
"How does that feel?”, he asked. “Not to bad”, I replied.
"I know it is all a bit intrusive and I can imagine you feel a bit exposed, but try to relax and enjoy the feelings and let happen what happens. There is no shame, we are all here to support you”, he added, before helping me on my feet.

I was led to the treadmill I used many times before. They handed me the shirt matching the pants, made of slippery plastic with elastic cuffs and neck, similar to a sauna suit. But the waist was without elastic and the ECG wires exited there. The shirt felt nice on my body and has a plastic crackling sound when I moved. I had to stroke my plastic clad chest, making the doctor comment: “nice isn’t it?”. I nodded again.

The ECG leads were now connected to the machine at the treadmill, the wires out of my pants were connected to several devices.The hose coming out of my rectum was connected to a machine with a syringe filled with a milky liquid. The cath hose was connected to a machine with a clear collection vessel. I was now fully wired and connected.
A surgical cap was placed over my head and a breathing mask was fitted and strapped tight.

The treadmill started rolling and I warmed up at a jog pace. The feeling with the supported penis, with the cath coming out, being stimulated by the plastic pants was nice. To my surprise the anal insertions were not that noticeable, but the knowledge of knowing they are there is enough. Breathing deep into the mask I hear my heart rate going up with the treadmill acceleration. I was now at quite a high speed when I heard a whine of the injection pump. I felt a small amount of cold liquid entering and immediately it felt like I was floating, with my cock pulsating, seeing liquid being drawn though the tube coming from my cath, dripping into the clear container. The feeling was amazing.
I slowed down to a recovery speed and the doctor asked me how that felt. Fucking amazing I managed to yell though the mask. The doctor was grinning behind his mask.
The speed was build up again, but this time I got the order to completely max out as long as I can manage when I felt the liquid entering again. The amount injected was much more this time. I tried to max, but it felt like I remained at a comfortable pace. But my dick was now pulsating hard and large amounts of cum were extracted. It kept on pulsating for several minutes while I tried to keep my speed up. Until finally the speed dropped to a slow pace for me to recover.
I started to apologize for my failed effort to max out. But the doctor stopped me and showed me the performance graphs. These were sky high. The clear collection vessel was now filled with quite an amount, with a tingle still being felt through my body.

They disconnected me from the machines and led me to the nearby treatment table where I recovered for some time, while the doctors removed the anal insertions and pulled the cath out. Still wearing the breathing mask and ECG, I fell asleep.

Waking one hour later, they removed the mask and ECG pads and headed for the shower and got dresses again. They had given me a new BDU and scrub shirt. The pants was plastic lined and had a plastic pouch for the penis and balls, it fitted perfectly and felt fantastic. I got hard immediately again.

I was guided to the doctor’s office, he wanted to discuss the results of todays test.
"We have reviewed your sample and test results. First of all, I have to tell you you are completely infertile, you have no sperm production at all, but I guess you do not care too much about that". I nodded. I guess it is not a big mystery that I am gay. "But that is good for us", he continued and asked me more details about my sex life. How often I have sex, what number of multiple orgasms I achieve and most important how my sex partner reacts when I ejaculate in him.

My sex drive is quite high. I usually need to have sex at least twice a day. If I need to resort to a jerk off, it is more often. It is very easy to achieve multiple orgasms. The question about the reaction of the partner. Thinking back they ejaculate right after I do and if I continue and ejaculate again they cum again as well. This usually brings them back soon after.
When I told the doctor this, he told me he knew why an that it was the reason why I am the perfect subject. As I understand it my ejaculate does not contain any sperm, but high levels of testosterone. When this is reaching the prostate of the bottom/receiver, it reacts causing an ejaculation.

The research project wants to use this effect as it can also improve physical performance when the prostate is stimulated with this mixture. This is what I experienced during the test today, where they used synthetic generated mixture.

Where they really sexually stimulate soldiers to improve their tolerance to pain and improve performance? No wonder this projects is classed secret.
This insight into my own body was quite overwhelming, but fitted with what I felt and experienced. This project may be my chance to harness my feelings, before it escalates. So I was interested to hear what they were planning…..