Forced milking, futuristic, e-stim, genital reduction, humiliation

A young man comes to terms with the fact that he will never become a breeder.

The Panel – Chapter 7

25 minutes later, Ferdy entered the living room of his home. His 14-year-old brother, Cole, sat on the couch watching TV, but he turned to greet Ferdy as he arrived.

“Hey Ferd, you’re back! How’d it go?”

His eyes fell to Ferdy’s groin, and despite the cautions from his mother, he couldn’t help but smirk. He did his best to push it away, but he couldn’t completely stifle it. Ferdy blushed, and his lips pursed tightly.

“Hey Cole.”

“Sorry Ferdy. I didn’t mean to smile, honest I didn’t it’s just that…”

“Yeah, I look totally dumb with my dick hanging out.”

“Actually, I was gonna say…”

He stopped himself blurting out “your balls look so tiny” and changed mid-sentence.

“You look weird with that thing on your dick. What is it?”

“Cage, I guess. To stop me touching it.”

 “Oh wow, no wanking?”

“No.”

Cole had only discovered masturbation a few months ago, but every day he made up for wasted time.

“What did they do to your balls?” he asked.

“They shrank them. Made me cum over 2000 times in a week.”

“2000 times?! Holy shit. That’s insane. What was it like?”

“Like normal, but more intense. Really tiring after a while.”

“Was it fun?”

“Only the first few times, but jizzing in front of hundreds of guys is weird. Then after that, your balls just get more and more tired and achy.”

“Yeah, I bet. Mine get tired after I…”

Cole stopped himself mid-sentence.

“Well, you know…” he trailed off weakly.

“Yeah. Look, I’m going to bed. I need some sleep.”

“Have you got to wear those trousers from now on?”

“Yeah.”

“Forever?”

“Yeah.”

“That sucks.”

“Yeah.”

Ferdy went to his bedroom, and slept for 27 hours straight.

When he arose, for the next two days, he drifted around his home like a captured ghost, remaining within its walls, too embarrassed to go out. His parents gave him time, but eventually his mother spoke up.

“Ferdy, I know you’re self-conscious but you can’t stay indoors forever.”

“Why not?”

“Well, there’s school for one thing. And you can’t hide away from the world. Most boys are just like you. The sooner you start to get used to it, the easier it will be when you go back to school. Walk tall Ferdy. Look the world straight in the eye.”

“I don’t think they’re looking at my eyes mom.”

She grinned.

“Don’t be such a drama queen. Nobody is looking at your privates. You didn’t look at other guys before did you?”

“Ummm, yeah, all the time Mom.”

She looked surprised.

“Seriously? Why?”

He shrugged.

“Just to see what the other guy has got.”

“But they were reduced.”

“So what?”

“And did you think less of them?”

He pondered.

“Nah, not really. I was just curious.”

“There you go then.”

He smiled wanly, not fully convinced.

“I guess so.”

Three days later, he returned to his bedroom. His brother was already waiting.

“It’s time,” Ferdy said.

He pulled off his show-alls and his shirt.

“Are you suuure you want me to stay? Wouldn’t you prefer dad?”

“Dad, watch me while I nut for an hour? Are you serious? I’d rather cut my own dick off!”

“This feels weird.”

“It’s a lot weirder for me, but the centre said someone has to be there the first couple of times just in case.”

Cole sighed deeply.

“Okay Ferd. How long will it take again?”

“An hour. It starts in a minute. Only get dad if it looks like I’m having a fit or something.”

“Okay, I don’t have to watch you the whole time do I?”

“Bro, I’m the one who’s gonna be naked. But no…”

The rush caught him mid-sentence.

“It’s started,” Ferdy said, with an expression of shock on his face.

He grimaced, put his hands to his groin, then fell back onto the bed. Soon he was panting and writhing as the first orgasm hit him. He threw his arms outwards, clawed his hands, thrust his pelvis, grunted, moaned, and writhed, thrashing on the bed.

Cole watched him, concerned. None of his orgasms had ever hit him so hard. He frowned.

“Ferd, you okay?”

Ferdy’s mind was somewhere else. Even with his greatly reduced balls, the sensation was overwhelming.

“Ferd?!” his brother said louder.

When Ferdy did not respond, he called their father.

“Daaad, I think Ferdy’s having a fit or something. Quick.”

Their father had been waiting just in case. He quickly entered their room, immediately taking in the scene. He knelt beside his son, and put an arm on the young man’s upper arm.

“Ferdy, are you okay son?”

Ferdy continued thrashing like a shark caught in a fishing net.

Then it was over, and he slumped to the bed, panting.

He blinked up as his father.

“I told you not to come in.”

“Sorry son, we thought you were in trouble.”

“No, that’s what they’re like. Every time.”

“Holy shit,” Cole said.

“I’ll leave you then. Sorry.”

He squeezed Cole’s shoulder.

“Shout if you need me.”

Then he left the room.

An hour later, the cycle was over. Ferdy lay on his bed, his body drenched in sweat. The cotton bed cover beneath him was dark with it. He lay, with his feet drawn towards his bottom, knees wide apart, breathing heavily. Cole looked at the clock. It was just past 11.

“Is that it, is it over?”

Ferdy struggled to speak. Eventually he glanced at the clock and said, “I hope so.”

“Fuck Ferd, I don’t mean to be a dick, but I hope I don’t have to go through that.”

“Yeah.”

“When’s the next time?”

“Wednesday.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Like I just nutted 30 times.”

He felt the end of the chastity cage. There was a bubble of white slime. He cleaned it, then immediately fell asleep.