Our little secret

The beginning of the end (part 2)

Toms perspective

I lay there screaming, not Knowing what to do.

Lay there with this thing coming out of me. It pulsated my body. It was like a deep internalised pain and pleasure. I didn't know what to do. I could just feel it internally move around me. What the fuck is it?! The moment it fully attached itself to me everything in me changed. It was like a familiar deep internalised memory had been awoken. I was exhausted, my body was weak. I felt hot, sticky and I was fucking naked. I couldn't move. I just laid there moaning it was like I was on drugs. I turned my head to the side and I could briefly see my family but it was so bright.

"Bu!...bu!!!" I tried calling for my sister Beth.

They briefly glanced over. A few of the masked doctors walked over and released my cuffed wrists. I relaxed and tried pushing myself up. I slipped on the plastic and fell back down again. I was so weak. I've given up my dignity I don't care anymore. A few masked nurses began dabbing my forehead and body wet with wet rags while doctor jay and my family walked over they looked  down at me concerned. Bits of my body were covered in slim. The light was so bright I struggled to see them even standing over me. A painful pleasure came rubbing underneath my belly button. What are they doing to me? I Groaned.

"Bu..bu...." I said again to Beth while reaching for her hand.

Beth had always been like a surrogate mother to me. She tried protecting me. I held her fingers and looked at her hand while she talked to the doctors. My 18 year old brother just stared down at me, in semi shock. He was tall, hairy and a little bit chubby.

"Ala, alassss" I said trying to gauge his attention.

I didn't want my younger brother to be scared I was alright. Just tired. He was called Alex but like everything else I couldn't say it. I screamed out and rubbed my fists against my eyes, I can't see! Alex grabbed my wrists and shouted.

"Can someone switch of this damn light! He can't see!"

Then with a click it was off. The heat of the light stopped aswell. There was so many people. Staring taking notes.

"Do you know what's going on?" Alex bent down and whispered. I shook my head.

"They're doing some weird fucked up shit man, they want you to go into that machine for months"

He pointed, I turned my head. He was point to the big glass ball with the flesh coloured balloon. I turned my head back.

"They paid joe and dad to allow them to do this to you. Apparently they've never tried this experiment before. You could die man! They paid joe and dad like 80k for this. Me and Beth tried stopping this but we don't have power of attorney. I can't loose you man"

I looked at him crying on the crib, I was shocked. Wtf do I do. I can't do anything! Is this why Dr.j was arguing with them? Or did he know the whole time? I I tried patting his head. I've always tried to be like a big brother even though everyone mixes us up. Even as kids. When he was 5 and I was 10 we looked the same age. Even when I was 16 and finishing school, people still thought I was a year 7.

"Dad and now have also said about signing you to someone else? They won't tell me! But even if u do survive your going somewhere. I don't know if I'll see you again!" He cried.

I rolled onto my side and held his hand. I could do or say nothing. I don't know what was going to happen. I just thought this is the end for me.
Doctors then pushed my family out of the way. I didn't want them to go, they were my last hope of help. The doctors were still dressed in white coats, masks and gloves. The bright light clicked back on. They checked my blood pressure while wiring up and ECG machine. They brought over an ultrasound they held my wrists back again and pressed the scanner firm on my slightly bloated stomach. It felt horrible and cold. They circled it around my tummy. It made me nervous with how hard they were pressing it down on me. I heard one of the doctors refer to this thing as a umbilical cord...my heart jumped. The fuck? They were looking if it had apparently been attached properly internally. They said wanted to test it? How do you test an friggin umbilical cord?

"Is he full?" A doctor murmured

They scanned my lower abdomen and stared at the screen.

"Yes, he full. We can check if he will still produce"

Produce? Produce what?
A nurse wheeled over a silver bowl on a trolly near the bottom of the crib, the bowl was steaming. They planning to tip burning water over me now? It wouldn't surprise me I thought. There was a rag in inside the bowl. Floating.

"Secure the ankles please"

Men bent my legs so my ankles were basically touching the back of my legs and then opened my legs. They were locked. The doctor slightly lifted my arse and placed thick cotton towelling under me my butt . Then grabbing the rag and slightly draining it and began lightly dabbing my Willy. I breathed in and tightened my fists. Water began slowly dripping down to my balls and arse, humidifying them. I growled and violently moved. The doctor carried softly stroking me. Wetting my genitalia delicately with a gentle upwards glide. It tickled. It made me feel funny. Like a nervousness. My urethra slightly stinging. He continued to dab and Stroke and occasionally lightly pressing and holding it there.

"This technique should encourage him to urinate, the warm water will simulate the sensation of producing urine. We need to know if he can still produce, as if he can the umbilical cord isn't fully attached" he said addressing the audience of medical staff and students.

I didn't know what was worse honestly. Did I want to pee no. Did I want to know the fucking umbilical cord was attached no. I just held it in. I seized my whole body as hard as I could.

"Come on, you can do it Tom" the doctor said faintly while he continued dabbing my Willy a little harder.

He stroked it, pushing the foreskin back slightly. To fully expose my bellend. I wiggled it was warm and wet. I shut my eyes, trying to focus on something else. My bellend was so sensitive and was like a corse tongue was stroking it. I swear I peed a little. I gripped up again. Focus! He dipped the rag in again and just dripped it all over. Then going over my inner thighs and scrotum. I tried kicking my legs. I ended up just pounding my wrists against the crib.

"Come on Tom"

*stroke upwards again*

I aggressively roared and moaned

"Be a good boy"

*stroking the wet rag upwards again*

Fuck! I thought!

"No!" I screamed while angrily crying

"Come on Tom almost there"

He soaked the rag quickly then pressed it firmly in between my arse cheeks, I could feel his fingers pressing. He followed the line from the crease up my arse, up my scrotum and in between my balls and up my penis. The warm wetness felt so good, the coarseness of the fabric was  irritating but amazing. It made me tingle and shake. Urgh it tickled. I lost focus. I groaned loudly. O shit! It's coming!

"Good boy Tom! Well done" he said while pushing the cotton padding up and against me.

I tried kicking my legs. Stop! My groan turned into a scream. The towelling covered the complete in between and stopped just under the umbilical cord. My younger brother horrified to see his big brother wet himself like a child.

"Good boy! Well done, keep going! Such a good little boy!"

It hurt there was so much. They released my legs and just held the padding in place. My legs kicking but sliding all over the place. Urgh no, god fucking no. I groaned and panted. Fuck!

"there well done. That must feel better." The doctor said while taking off his gloves. "He's ready to go in"