It seemed to be a "real-time" movie. He watched, fascinated, as the craft apparently approached the ground, and moved slowly along. It was a deserted area of wilderness, desert-like in appearance. Suddenly he saw a form in the distance. Someone hiking, loaded with a back-pack, shorts, hiking boots, and some type of shirt. Male. Dark hair. Unaware of the approach. As the shadow of the craft crept up behind the hiker, it gradually fell over him. He looked up at the unexpected shade, and his brown eyes bulged in astonishment at the sight. He began to run, but was soon caught up in the spaceship's tractor beam and hauled through the air until he vanished. Well, it seemed his captors now had another specimen for their collection. The ground receded rapidly after the capture, and soon Earth looked like it did on the NASA film clips, a bluish ball with swirls of white clouds obscuring the various continental land-masses. He watched for a while, then shifted through the channels again. Mostly it seemed to be various images of Earth, movie clips from jungles, oceans pounding the shore, rivers running, just like a National Geographic Special! Except they seemed to have covered much of the world with their recordings. He shut off the viewer and laid down. "Well, something will happen sooner or later" he thought. It was to be later.
He must have dozed off for a while, as he again woke suddenly. There was noise in the room! He rolled over and looked up. The aliens were back, and they had rather unceremoniously placed the new "guest" into the room with him. He was now naked, also. And bore the signs of having been "examined".... mussed hair, glazed eyes, and a cock that seemed to shrink as he watched, after having been relieved of its load. The door disappeared, and the stranger finally took note of his new surroundings. "Thank God, another man!" he exclaimed. "My name's John."
"David. Glad to have company. I saw them capture you. There's a shower here if you want to clean up. If they did to you what they did to me, you'll probably feel like you really need it!"
"Yeah, thanks man! I do."
After a while, John came out, clean, dry and somewhat more composed. David had remained sitting on the bed-cushion. "Sit, tell me what your impressions are. I'll tell you mine. Maybe between us, we can figure a way out of here." Stories were exchanged, but no real revelations came of them. Both men were somewhat uncomfortable, being naked and in close quarters. David noticed that John was probably 6' tall, weighed about 185 lbs, had a slightly hairy chest, appeared to work out as he had defined muscles all over, and seemed to be about his own age. They confirmed all this after the initial discussions. Both were 28, John being a couple of months older. He had been picked up in Arizona. Once on board, the aliens had wasted no time stripping him of his clothes, and performing their examinations. John's face turned red as he said that yes, they'd forced him to cum, too. And one had shooed the rest out of the room, then had eaten every last drop.
"Well, I've no idea what they want or expect from us. After my exam, they put me in this room, and have left me alone ever since. At least now there's someone to talk to. For my own selfish reasons, I'm glad you're here." The doorway opened, two aliens entered, indicated to David to follow, and stepped back out expectantly. "Guess it's my turn again. Hope to you're still here when I get back. I don't think I could stand it without someone to talk to." "Good luck, and take notes for me, I'm sure my turn will come too!" called John, as David left with the aliens.
He was taken to a different room than the first one, but this, too, seemed to be some sort of examination station. He was led to the center of the room, where what appeared to be a hospital table stood. He was forced to lie on the table on his back, and then his arms were raised over his head and secured to the table. Some adjustments to the table were made, and he then found his ankles being secured to the foot of the it, legs widely spread, but not uncomfortably so. There were now three aliens in the room with him. One approached and attempted to insert a device into his mouth. He kept it shut. Alien hands began to touch his face, and he shuddered. Their touch was soft and cool, no scent at all, but just the idea of alien hands on him made his skin crawl. He opened his mouth to cry out in protest, and as he did so, the device was inserted. It quickly expanded and filled his whole mouth, but left his throat passage clear. He was hyperventilating through his nose as he tried to force the device out, but it wasn't going anywhere. His chest was heaving up and down as he breathed rapidly. The aliens began stroking him in an apparent effort to calm him down, but it only made matters worse. Finally, he passed out momentarily, his breathing became more normal, and he regained consciousness. The mouth device was still there, and those alien eyeballs were whirling madly in his face.
Once they seemed satisfied that his condition had stabilized, they began. He felt and saw various leads and wires being drawn out from some other machine. Cold touches of a sticky substance, then the leads were placed into it and secured. There were wires connected to many, many parts of his body. The heaviest concentration was on his head. At first. Then others had been placed on his arms, legs, feet, hands, and chest. They had even maneuvered him so they could attach several leads to his back. He felt the coldness on his nipples. And a lead was connected to each one. He flinched involuntarily as he felt coldness on his dick-head. But this coldness was spread further than the usual small drop. They were covering his entire dick-head with it. He saw them attach a loop of the cable through the substance, wrapping it around the narrow part just below the flange. Another touch of coldness, another loop further down his shaft. Another at the base. Then he felt them apply something different to his balls. They coated them thoroughly. A slight tingling sensation developed, then this substance was wiped off. And his balls were clean! No hair! Only then did the coldness occur, one loop around the base of his nuts, then four more leads, two for each ball, front and back. He shivered as they stopped and looked at him. He was cold, and more than a little scared. Then he felt those strange fingers slithering at his ass-crack. Cold was applied directly to his anus, and he felt another lead attached there. No penetration, just sitting right on his hole! "Well" he thought, "if they're going to electrocute me, it'll be over soon! As many wires as are hooked to me, it'll be a real quick death!"
or A soft humming sound emanated from the machine, and he could see flickering images across the view screens. Apparently, they were measuring him somehow, he couldn't say for sure, but there were several different lines pulsing across the screens, each with its own apparent function. There was no pain associated with the wires, and even the coldness had disappeared. Several minutes passed, and the aliens seemed to be content to watch the readings come across. After another five minutes or so, one of the aliens turned and approached him. Three arms reached out and began to touch his face. He turned his head away, but the hands just kept on coming. He could turn no further, and the hands began stroking his cheek and jaw. He heard whisperings from the other two aliens as they communicated something, and the one touching him looked away briefly. It hissed something, then crouched lower over his body and let the other three hands begin to touch him. Hands on his face and chest, carefully avoiding the wires, but gently fluttering over him. He began to breathe deeply again and tried to struggle, but was securely fastened to the table. The hands began exploring further down his body, fingers prying into his navel, drifting lower, brushing his pubic hair. His dick jerked once in anticipation. This must have caused a reading to change, because the whispers grew louder and the "doctor" abruptly went over to discuss something with the "technicians".
They wheeled the machine over next to the table and made some adjustments to it. After a brief discussion, they seemed to be satisfied that whatever they did to it was correct. Eighteen eyes turned to look at him. Then, the "techs" turned back to their machine, while only the "doctor" remained watching him. He felt a slight tingling at one of the electrodes on his head. It gradually increased, tingling more and more until it became nearly painful. He tried to cry out through the gag in his mouth, and apparently his meaning crossed the language barrier. The tingling stopped. But it started again on the next contact point. This procedure kept going, as each wire was electrified, stimulating whatever nerves it happened to be against, stopping only when he cried out. After several stimulations had been done on his head, he felt one of the leads on his chest begin to tingle. They had missed some on his head, so he began to think that maybe some were for stimulation, while others were for readings. The nerves on his chest seemed to respond differently, though. The tingling increased, but the pain didn't come. The sensations kept increasing, and finally a little pain appeared, but it was mixed with pleasurable sensations, too. It seemed to max out, then subside. Another lead began tingling, increasing, decreasing. This procedure continued a while, although there were still leads on his chest that had not been used. But then, both nipples began tingling. He sucked air in quickly through his nose, eyes widening in surprise! The tingling was increasing, and this time there was definitely pleasurable sensations. He began breathing more heavily, smooth chest rising and falling, as his tits were tingled. He felt his dick respond, too. It began crawling slowly across his thigh, thickening and lengthening as his body responded to the wires on his nipples. The aliens noticed these changes and stopped looking at the machine and watched his body slowly become aroused by their machine.
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