Writer Ronan’s preparation for the party at the Milk Shed continues, with Gary going about his day performing various tasks, stopping here and there to free their members. Their momentary stop to relieve themselves at the side of the road reveals Ronan’s perpetual excitement, his thick erection proudly begging for release in front of Gary’s humored gaze. Their visit with local mechanic and club member Lenny only heightened his need more, as the three relax under the awning of the man’s disheveled home, their lengths exposed for each other to admire while they get to work on another short period of edging. Ronan isn’t sure he can last until evening, but his growing confidence and the sight of another eager penis spurs him on.
John reminisces about his first visit to Jizz Manor, with his best friend James leading him into an exciting new world of pleasures he’d never expected, and certainly never considered he’d join. The gathered mass of men within the walls of the derelict old house are variously engaged, as James soon is with an older man who is more than happy to welcome him with a warm hand. Nineteen-year-old John watches, unsure where to begin, uncertain of what to do while members are being tugged and rubbed all around him. Then arrives Terry, a confident and hardworking mechanic who seems most adept at vetting the new arrivals, and he’s ready to show John just how much fun it can be to have a load milked out by another man’s experienced hand.
Kris is the only one conscious of the potential danger as OBJECT-6476 enters full activation. He watches as the deflective panel lowers from the ceiling, angled to face the arching tip of the giant member. He takes in the sight of his peers and their group leader, consumed by lust as they stroke and play, staring up at the head of the giant among them as the first gigantic burst crashes against the shield to explode outward and shower down over them all.
With his friends seemingly under a bizarre spell Kris cautiously watches them rush into the room, their lengths slapping and wagging, their buttocks flexing with every hurried move forward. In the center, the giant erection throbs and dribbles, the chains holding it in place flexing while it continues to swell to its full potential.
Twenty four year old Kris Aanders is both fascinated and fearful, realizing he’s part of a scientific experiment. His thirteen peers have no such concern, naked and pressed up against the glass of the chamber, rubbing and groping, desperate to gain access to the mammoth member growing in rigidity beyond the large door. His lust for pleasure might not be equal to the frenzy he’s witnessing among this group of fellow test subjects, but he’s more than a little curious, taking the opportunity to share strokes with his friends.
“He watched as more members of the group arrived to deliver their seed, even participating himself in the deep chorus of intensely horny yeah’s and fuck’s continually being issued by the crowd of masturbators around him. An occasional request popped into the mix, “cum on his lips, bro” or “squirt on his cock”, and dutifully they would comply.”
Seated closest to Felipe and Tice twenty one year old Brian Hampton and his friend Gill Trevore were already mocking each other for the hardened shapes of cock snaking down their thighs, snugly secured under denim. They gleefully displayed the mounds for each other, gripping the muscular pipes and nudging them while they stared intently at their friend’s rude performance. Tice watched as Brian prodded the bulging shape of Gill’s cock head clearly defined under the material, poking at it playfully with his finger, a darkening patch emerging where the very end of his penis issued juices in anticipation of the pleasure to come, with both boys seemingly fascinated by the appearance.
Carl arrived in front of him, his muscular body completely naked, his cock poking out with rigid urgency from beneath a neatly trimmed bush. He took the empty glass from his hand “you sure you’re okay, buddy?” he asked, pouring another two drinks for Scott and himself.
On the morning of July 19th 1971 it was brought to my attention by our contact at the Crickwood Penitentiary that test subject 93 had been engaging in masturabtion activities with five (5) fellow inmates of the facility, and two (2) members of staff, following the Memetic Awareness Influence Test conducted with test subject 93 on July 16th 1971. Given the exhibited personality of 93 during initial testing and his open hostility to such sexual activities prior to the test my immediate concern was that efforts to suppress the influence of OBJECT-6476 had failed.
According to film records and accounting of the incident after the fact, an additional twenty four (24) males arrived over the course of the following thirty two (32) minutes and joined the gathered men in the containment room. Several of these arrivals were operational personnel with awareness of OBJECT-6476 and had arrived understanding the seriousness of the situation, nevertheless something of a critical mass had occurred and they were quickly overcome by the anomalous effects themselves.
