Dr. Discomfit & The Sinister Sex

"Ma'am," said the nice guard. "It will be over soon, I promise. Just hang in there."

"Why?" my partner cried. "Why? Why I am so fucking horny." She spread her legs wide to us, while laying on the ground.

I looked to the guards. "Should we turn away and let her finish?"

"NO!" screamed Alicia. "I am such a slut, and you've already seen so much. Just... fucking look at me. I deserve it!"

"Alicia, no," I said, stepping forward, just as she shot a stream of juices across my shin.

"Oh, sorry! So sorry!" she managed to say while cumming again. I'd never seen someone so embarrassed and yet, so horny, at the same time. The guards and I watched Alicia fuck herself into a sweat for almost ten minutes, cumming multiple times in every one of them. Suddenly, she stopped, pausing. She shook her head, slowly retracting her hand.

"Oh, uh.. well, okay, I think.. I think I've had enough."

"Of course you have, dear," said the one who had been driving. His cock was fully erect under that silver uniform. Everyone was hard, except me, in fact.

Alicia picked herself up, dusting off. "Uh, I need to clean up."

"We will help you with that," said another. "Move on. We've kept them waiting long enough."

'Them?' I thought, noticing the guard's slip. This might be a more difficult task than anticipated.

Ten minutes later, Alicia was in a shower and I found myself in a sprawling conference room. Large monitors were on the walls, and I was sure there were recording devices galore. I was still naked, I should mention, but for some reason I suspected Alicia would be dressed once she was finished freshening up.

She was not. A female guard brought her back, naked as me. I nodded as she came in. Her eyes were darting to the floor and ceiling, and she was barely scuffling along. "It's okay, Alicia. Come on. It'll be fine," I assured her. She made her way over, sitting next to me.

There was some awkward silence, when Alicia finally said something. "Matt, I didn't mean to sexualize you like that. It was gross and weird. I just wan-"

"Alicia, it's okay. These assholes have some high tech guns that make people do crazy shit. It isn't your fault. If the roles were reversed, would you hold it against me?"

"Well... no, but the roles aren't reversed. I just feel so weird, is all."

"So this gun makes you incredibly horny?"

"Only way I can explain it, yes."

"And that felt awkward and weird to you? In front of me and the bad guys?"

"Very."

"What if it wasn't?"

"Excuse me?"

"Hear me out. If either of us get hit with those guns, just let it get you horny. Don't be embarrassed about it and don't try to fight it. Instead, just do your job. If I end up jerking off while kicking the shit out of Dr. Discomfit, then so be it, I'll do just that."

Alicia snickered. I looked directly at her. "Frankly, you're hot as fuck. Try not being embarrassed, and I'll bet you won't be helpless. Change your attitude to being an exhibitionist, for instance."

"This your experience as a naturist?" asked Alicia.

"Yeah, I suppose it is."

A door opened and two people entered, a man and a woman. I could hear heels clicking on the floor. They both wore long robes with hoods that completely covered their faces. They stopped about ten feet from us, pausing. I tried my confident, tough-guy routine. "And who might you be?"

The male stepped forward. "I believe you know me as Dr. Discomfit." I could tell his voice was altered through some digital speech device. "Or rather us." The woman then stepped one foot forward to stand next to him. "We work as a team."

"I see. So instead of one crazy cult leader, there's two of you."

The woman started laughing, her voice also obviously being pitch-shifted. "Hardly a cult, dear. Anyone can come and go as they please."

"That's what they all say." I spread my legs a bit, an inaudible challenge of sorts, I suppose. It was then I noticed two guards behind us. One was the woman who had brought Alicia in, and the other was a big guy I hadn't seen before. I turned back to the cult leaders. "Yet you all wear freaky, hippy clothes - even those guard uniforms - and have an hierarchy of cult leadership."

"Strange how you think you know so much about us," said the woman.

"I know enough. You are a terrorist."

She stepped forward closer to me, again. "Oh, child. Is that what you really think?"

My mission was clear: to end the tyranny of Dr. Discomfit. Even if it cost me my life, I knew with my skillset, I could jump the woman from this distance and snap her neck, before the guards could fire off the first shot. With the ensured chaos and confusion, I was confident I could get to the male before the guards got to me, as well. And with Alicia here to cover my back, I had to take that chance now.

This cult was far more trained and ready than I comprehended, or perhaps it was just sheer overconfidence that got the best of me. Instead of leaping out of my chair and attacking the woman in the robe, I leapt out of my chair and was instantaneously hit with a forceful jolt, that cramped me in the abdomen immediately, sending me curling to the floor. That's when I felt the incredible rush of blood to my cock. I looked to see what was happening, shocked by my boner, so stiff and fat it looked like it might pop.

Whatever hit me, hit Alicia, too, because she was thrashing in her chair, juices pouring. "Oh my god, Matt," she whimpered. "Your cock. Your fucking cock. It's so big!" In all her writhing, Alicia managed to push herself off the chair, cumming with every inch of her movements, and desperately crawling her way toward me..

The female Dr. Discomfit stepped away, turning to her partner. "We should leave, until this passes."

Never had I been so fucking raging horny, and raging mad, at the same time. Flipping off my back and pushing up, I spun around, grabbing the woman in the robe, just as I shot my first load. It sent me to my knees again, but I held on, trying to drag the woman down with me. Instead, I only managed to tear the strange fabric, ripping it off of her, from the neck down.

Of course, seeing the woman's fine ass didn't help my situation, as I instantly was struck with impure thoughts, making me cum even more, so forcefully that it hit both the woman, and me, in all its wild spraying while I got back up on my feet. The woman yanked around, her tits swinging and recoiling in the action. That's when I saw it. The birthmark across her left breast. The one I'd grown up seeing all my life. "Mom?" I managed to squeak out, as I orgasmed a third time.

"That's your mom?" shouted Alicia behind me, before she moaned hard, cumming again herself.

While Alicia and I convulsed in orgasms, the two robed individuals stood side by side again, in front of me, pulling off their hoods. My mother was now completely naked, but Dad was still in the strange fabric. He spoke first, while I felt incredibly embarrassed and helpless cumming in front of them. "Matt, I'm sorry you had to find out this way. We were going to tell you... once our plan was finished."

"Your PLAN?!" I screamed, cumming hard again. I didn't understand where all the sperm was coming from, yet I seemed to produce it, as fast as I released it. It's the last thing I wanted to do in front of my folks, so I spun around, my back to them. That gave Alicia a first-hand look at my spewing cock, and I could see the image made her climax hard and fast, yet again. Then she rushed it, like a man who is stranded in the dessert for weeks might rush an oasis. My hot juices were soon splashing all over her as she fucked herself on the floor beneath me, soaking it with her own juices, as well.

My father spoke softly behind me, while I continued to cover my partner's face and torso in cum. "Son, once you recover, we'll talk soon. I'm sorry you had to find out this way."

I could hear my folks walking away behind me, but I didn't bother turning to them or yelling at them for answers. I was too angry and upset right now. I was also too horny. I started aiming my cum at Alicia's tits, because one, her face was soaked, and two, I think she liked it as much as I did. The kinky image made cumming much more enjoyable for me, as I was fighting the sensation less and less, succumbing to it.

"You're going to drown me," said Alicia, practically gargling with all the semen in her mouth. "Please, put it in me. I want to feel it in me."

I can't describe the encounter as erotic in the classical sense. It's hard to have a build up of romance, when one is already cumming, before they even put it in. But once I was firmly inside, feeling the hot walls of Alicia's pussy getting filled by my never-ending orgasmic load, we shared a moment that I have never experienced with other partners, male or female. Not that I'm gay or anything. I mean, gross, but you know, life happens and sometimes you get in those situations, right?

Alicia and I splashed around in our own juices until finally, about twenty minutes later, the feelings abruptly subsided. She managed to slide off my soaking and sweaty body, rolling over, breathing hard. The female guard approached. In all this time, I hadn't realized they never left the room.

"I suggest you both stick to the rules, and stop trying to play super-spy," she said. "Each zap of those nano-particles becomes more intense than before."

"I could tell," whispered Alicia, staring at my limp shaft. "Please don't shoot me with that again."

Life earlier, Alicia looked utterly defeated. I wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be okay. The guard stopped me. "Another shower," she suggested. "You remember where it is?" she asked, looking to my partner.

"Wait," I said. "You want us to go alone?"

"We're not your babysitters," the guard huffed.

This seemed odd to me. Just because the evildoers were my parents, did they feel like they were safe? This was a matter of national security. Parents, or no parents, they would be held accountable for what they've done.

"Matt. Your name is Matt, right?"

"What's yours? 69?" I smirked.

"Matt, if you try anything stupid, you're getting zapped again. We have security measures in place everywhere. You can't escape it. We didn't zap you just now. It's that above you." She pointed to the ceiling where I now noticed hundreds of panels. Apparently, they could open and fire nano-particles at anyone, anytime.

"I see," I said, sounding almost as defeated as my partner. I didn't want to go through that experience again... at least not anytime soon.

"Go get showered. We'll come fetch you when we're ready."

"What if we leave?"

"Then you leave."

"But I know whose behind this now!" I yelled.

"So what?" said the guard turning, exiting with her large, silent partner in tow.

I turned to Alicia. Soaked in my drying cum, she still looked amazing, if not exhausted. "What do we do?" I whispered.

"Those were really your folks?"

"Yeah, I suppose family get-togethers will never be the same."

"They'll be held in San Quentin," said Alicia. "Look, let's clean ourselves up. I'm fucking covered in your DNA." I helped Alicia to her feet and she led the way to the showers. "I suppose we may as well shower together. Not like you haven't seen everything."

I didn't know whether to laugh or not, but I did agree, and then I thanked her. "For letting me cum on you, Alicia. I was in so much pain, until I finally just gave into it."

"Oh my god, you too? Once you put that fat cock in me, I finally started feeling better. I had been fighting it for so long."

We were almost at the showers, when we passed two other men about our age. I recognized one of them immediately. "Peter? Peter Folkes?"

"Holy shit, Matt? You're here?"

Peter and I went through the same C.I.A. training. "I thought you had been killed," I said.

"Well, I know your folks didn't tell you about this, so I'm guessing you're here on a mission." He could see my state of distress, covered in my own cum and sweat. I nodded. "What are the chances the D.O.D. would send you?"

"So you know my parents?"

"We met them when we were captured. They told me all about your family history."

I wanted to deck Peter, for not stopping this himself, but then, I hadn't been successful at it. "Are you a hostage, too?" I asked.

Peter laughed out loud, shaking his head. "No, no. I just... well, I just had a change of attitude. We both did." He looked to his friend standing next to him, and they briefly brought their hands together.

"They got to you," I seethed. "Just who ARE my parents?" I was horrified. I mean, I knew they were nudist hippies and all, but making my colleagues gay was uncalled for, no matter how handsome they are. I mean, I understand the attraction and all (I, myself, am a handsome man), but this is just going too far.

Alicia pulled me past them, realizing I was getting emotional. "Come on, Matt. Let's get showered. We'll be talking to you two later," she warned Pete and his friend. I think she, too, was angry like me.

Soon, we both were under the same hot shower, beating forcefully down on us. I could have taken another stall, but I needed to talk to my partner. "Hope this room isn't bugged," I whispered, immediately soaping my groin area.

"Get the rest of your body clean first. I'll clean up your cock. It's going to need some work." She wasn't lying. I could feel hard globs of sperm all around my cock and balls. But by work, I was a bit surprised when after Alicia scrubbed, tugged, twisted and soaped my clock clean, she tested it with her mouth.

"I think you're good now," she said, coming off it, just as she had made it hard as stone.

"Uh... okay..." I knew I sounded disappointed.

"Can you help me with my back, please? And my tits are cemented in your cum."

Helping Alicia get clean only got me stiffer, and I realized I hadn't even begun talking about the mission. We needed a plan. "Alicia, what are we going to do?"

"I suggest we discover what your parents' incentives are, Matt. And look, I'm really sorry you're going through this. To discover your closest loved ones are evil terrorists. I have no idea how you must feel."

I almost wanted to cry, but held strong. "I love my mom and dad... and we haven't always agreed on stuff in the past... but this is crazy. I can't allow this to continue. I know how to end this."

"How?"

"I will tell Mom I am disowning her. I'll shun every Thanksgiving from now on."

"Seriously, Matt? Your folks are sinister evildoers. You think that will-"

"Trust me, Alicia. I know Mom. She's super lenient with me. I always get my way."