The NPG Imperative - Part VI: Caught Up in the New Order
by Blonde
This is part of a futuristic series and all readers should read part I to acquaint themselves with paradigmatic social and physical arrangements defined in the future. All the usual disclaimers apply
They were coming for him.
Could it really be happening? Seventeen year old Louie lay in his bed and listened as the digitized pulses of the siren grew louder. In something of a panic of paralysis he contemplated that he could be arrested, but had reasoned they would at least allow him to recover from getting Ds in chemistry and trigonometry before the end of the term. When he heard the wheels of the police vehicle squeal to a stop in what he now assumed was the front of the family home, there was no mistaking he would not be allowed the opportunity to make up for his academic calumnies. He snapped out of his paralysis and threw back the covers in the beginning of an attempt to evade his law enforcement abductors. He was naked. Where was his pants? He had taken to sleeping in the nude lately. Confiding to his girl friend about his masturbation while thinking about her had led to some late night audio-visual phone sex with their e-pads. Who needs underwear or pajamas after that?
Only being able to find his flip-flops, he slipped into them and stepped from his desk chair to a bedroom window to reach for a nearby tree from which he could climb down and hopefully escape in the nearby woods. His parents would plead his case to the school administrators the next day, if he didn't die of hypothermia first. The shock of the cold night air against his full bareness inhibited his ability to reach for the normally remotely accessible tree limb of the much-maligned oak that been abused by many rough-and-tumble tree climbing kids. Thanks to another major concession to the 4th Amendment., the cops were able to release the house's electronic locks and barge right in, They stomped immediately right up the stairs to the 2nd floor and the bedrooms. His sister tried to divert them by yelling out, "He's in here".
But they reached for his bedroom door just as he could latch on to the strategic tree. More than one cop grabbed on to the leg with its foot still ensconced on the supporting chair. He was going to have to let them take him inside. But he was not going without a fight. He knew his being naked would just make it easier to process him into the already authorized rendezvous with the "switch man for sodomite orientation." If he did not escape, he would be an always horny guy lover within hours, perfectly content to never interact with a human female again in his life. He was going to struggle against that eventuality.
"Fuck you, you Nazis, let me go." Three blue-uniformed cops had to step about several times to get a firm grip on their captive's upper arms and shoulders. His parents wept in the hallway as they watched the officials shove their defenseless son toward the stairs. His sister Gertie was there as well, and she was most startled by what she observed. She was only wearing an oversized tee shirt. She was not too surprised that her brother was being arrested out of bed naked, but was unprepared by the character of his nudity. Except through the silhouette of the shower curtains, she had not seen him completely bare since they bathed together long before they had both started puberty. He was very becoming in his struggles, his muscles all distended and stretched moving about to free their owner. His ass cheeks were not as scrawny as she suspected, but nicely rounded, showing off to clench and relax repetitiously in mustering his strength to free himself. Most impressive was the little pee pee and dingle berries that had grown to an eye-catching length of guy hose and low slung sac of nuts on a 6` 1" frame, set off by a tantalizing thatch of man bush which beyond the base of the upside down triangle spread to soft dark blond grazes of body hair about his abs and nicely symmetrical pectorals. She watched more in fascination than shock and distress as her brother's exposed and unrestrained sex organs flailed about and swaggered mightily in the stricken youth's desperate but vain attempt to free himself and escape bare-assed, to who knows where?
He was tasered once as they were about to descend the stairs. That took a lot of fight out of him. As he was nearly dragged down the front steps, the cops had a good grip on him now. At the bottom of the steps they were able to give him an injection in the neck of a short tranquilizer with the advanced hypodermic device. Some neighbors were watching as the naked youth was carried into the back of the police van in all his disgrace and indignity. .
Gertie tried to console her parents in the living room after the police vehicle pulled away. Her mother was nearly hysterical. "Why couldn't he keep up with his studies? Why was he naked like that in his room in the middle of the night?"
Gertie thought her parents naïve beyond measure. "Are you kidding? What do you think he and Angie use those phone pads for at night, anyway?"
Her mother quickly changed the subject. "We've got to get him out of there."
"You don't understand. Based on the local School Board's signatures, the courts have already convicted him. Before sun-up he will already have been seduced and switched. He will be committed to live out his life as a peace loving gay prisoner. . . . But I will try and get him released , all the same."
Perhaps this is a good time in the story to advise the readers about the "new order". There had been a major political reaction in the country by the religious right. They swept the country electorally in 2072. "Gifted" people lost all their privileges, especially the men. In fact the term 'gifted" was discouraged with "gay", at the most polite, and "same-sex sodomites" most typically. All such sodomite males were to have their citizenship stripped away and rounded up in concentration camps, where in pacification, the only freedom and privilege would be promiscuous sex with the other camp mates. During the day, they would be "leased out" for mostly unskilled labor to corporations and government agencies.
But there was still the problem of over-extended population in an era of steadily advancing climate change and the horrendous weather events it was causing. There had already been successful experiments that pacified maximum-security inmates by "switching" them with the "talents" that some gifted men had for behavior modification from the switch in sexual orientation. So it was decided other methods and criteria would be applied to reduce the population of virile heterosexual men in keeping with the omni-present international Negative Population Growth Imperative. All high school age males had to maintain a C average grade level or better. The same with all males in college not otherwise employed. Delinquency by males 13 or older would not be tolerated at any educational institution. All males convicted of a misdemeanor offense or worse would be "switched" and sentenced to a lifetime of labor in the concentration camps.
Women were counseled for a lifetime of chastity, in loving devotion to Christ or Allah. But it became clear that counselors would look the other way if "sisters" formed loving bonds in lesbian relationships.
For youthful indiscretions, Louie seemed unjustly destined to a life of cruel confinement. But from the perspective of a "switched" camp mate, was life really so cruel?
The police station was busy that night, but tousle-haired Louie was the only one present naked except for just being covered by a blanket. One of the desk e-clerks smirked. "We'll book that guy into the faggot pen, real fast." All his arrest information was entered into the data bases very quickly as Louie was shaking off the last vestiges of the intense but short-acting tranquilization. In less than a half hour the finger printing and booking was complete. He would not have his naked mug shots taken until the next day. They took the blanket off him as he was escorted down the hall to "that room". All men were stripped bare before they were brought there anyway. "That room" had taken on a provenance of urban legend by str8 men everywhere, and among nearly all ages. It was dreaded. Louie was not completely conscious of where he was until the door was slammed shut behind him.
Bearcub was wearing a lightweight scrub suit. He was kneeling in a sterile looking room with just a single bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Louie was going to be escorted to stand directly in front of him by the only two cops in the room. The kneeling man tried to look directly into the eyes of Louie. But Louie looked away peevishly, suddenly becoming aware of the consequence of such eye contact. He was not going to let this happen. Louie was made to stand still and not fidget as Bearcub gently took up Louie's appealing length of 4" hose and brushed his wet tongue against the tip and foreskin. Louie bit his lower lip in defiance and tried to think about other things, like his better moments in football. He was glad he had a satisfying orgasm earlier that night.
But Bearcub was very skilled. The erotic sensations of heat and desire were flooding the naked youth's brain and he could not help but feel his man dick swell and thicken with enlivening enthusiasm. He could feel that sense of elegant warmth reach to his toes, back up to his clenching ass cheeks, and further up his spine into his scalp. His nipples were pointed hard and his pursuer was stuffing more cock meat into his mouth, where moist lips, tongue, and suction were working their magic. Louie was so mesmerized and pleasured by the moment he was beyond surrender, he had forgotten resistance and immersed himself in the carnal ecstasy of the moment. He had a gifted cousin who had sucked him off a few times months earlier, but that seemed like incompetence to this elegant oral massage that bathed his manhood so. Each affectionate kiss to his 8" shaft or head, or that tounge nibble to the base of the head where the foreskin is anchored was an exquisite physical sensation in its own right.
One of the cops signaled to Bearcub. Bearcub swirled his layer of spittle about Louie's spreading piss slit one last time before, with attentive tongue all the way, he moved the shaft and glans back to his throat, opened it and had the organ impaled deep into its interior. That was the intensity of erotic stimulation that triggered electricity from Louie's loins and the root of his cock to the point to no return. He groaned to the delicious intensity of his first spasms of an explosive ejaculation, the most passionate of his life, and he squirted out great shots of his rich and tasty hotly festered jism from the innards of a healthy youth. for Bearcub to feast upon with vigorous appetite. But the spasms continued, on and on, long after his cock had run dry. It throbbed and jerked in Bearcubs mouth, where he knew how to use his tongue to brush under the cockhead to prompt the next spasm. When it was all over, naked Louie was fevered and exhausted. He had no problem looking deep into Bearcub's searching limpid knowing gray eyes now. It was the most satisfying orgasm of Louie's short life to date, and if this is what it was like to have sex with other men, then he would gladly live out his days mostly naked in a concentration camp.
The cops had seen it all before. It was another successful "oral" seduction. But twice, cops had been so seduced thamselves that they met with Bearcub secretly, looked him straight in the eye as they stripped themselves naked to be sucked off by Bearcub and hence "switched" to a life of "sodomite debauchery" .
Louie was then escorted to the next room down the hall. But just before that happened, Bearcub had quickly and skillfully fastened a sort of luminescent band with some elasticity around the length of Louie's penis, It was a small auditorium and there were two other naked men dozing among 30 chairs or so in a few rows. Louie thought the other men looked good in their nakedness even though he certainly had the best build among them. He grew weary and started to doze in the room as well. About 45 minutes later the cops brought in a 4th naked man. Louie could see that all of them were wearing that sort of regulation cock ring. One of the cops announced it is 3 AM and they were about to watch a film. The holograph player was set toward the white screen backup and other attractive men emerged in the room in the staged show. They started noisily to kiss passionately with plenty of visible tongue actions. They stripped each other naked and started engaging in a variety of sex acts, rimming, sucking, and fucking. Occasionally, a banner would appear and move part way across the room reading, "Please feel free to masturbate if you feel like." Louie did so and enjoyed another intense orgasm. It was the most interesting movie or holograph show he had ever seen. They were issued tissues to clean themselves and instructed how to easily remove the cock rings before handing them over to one of the cops.
The 4 naked men were issued small blankets and loaded into another police van. They were taken to another location about 40 minutes away. In the darkness, it seemed like they were marched adjacent to a number of large cages. They stopped at a dimly lit larger pen, when the door was opened, Louie noticed a large number of sleeping men, all naked and and of various ages and builds. Most were snuggled in twosomes or groups. Snoring never sounded so good.
One of the escorting cops spoke up. "Gentlemen, welcome to your new home."
Fundamentalist Christians often speak of their moment of being "born again" as written in the New Testament. In a different sort of way, the sight of all those beautiful pacified sleeping debauched naked men made him feel as though he was born anew. He was seeing the world through new eyes. He had nothing now, no resources except the love and affection of males who dote on each other for sexual pleasure. It was all he needed and again for so many times he lost count, his gender organ swelled and rose to the occasion in grateful appreciation that night.
Recently, Gertie's boyfriend had sex-t-ed pictures of himself nude, including close ups of his body parts. She was looking forward to sex with him. The e-pad sex thing was just not going to be satisfactory. Later in her bed again, she had to admit it to herself that Louie compared favorably from what she saw earlier that night. She was reminded in her history lessons of how virgin girls were allowed to accompany their fathers to the Olympic games in ancient times. There they would be able to watch the players compete in nudity. She imagined being able to be entertained while Louie and her boyfriend wrestled in the nude, their ass cheeks clenching, their dicks and nuts jumping and slapping about in the commotion. Then she imagined her brother naked being physically intimate with other naked men including her boyfriend. She pulled off her tee shirt, spread her legs open to reach down to pleasure herself, and brought herself to a mind-blowing climax.
to be continued. . . . .
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