Pleasure Island

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PLEASURE ISLAND

As Andy's mind gradually surfaced from a deep sleep, awareness that things weren't right grew stronger and stronger. His eyes flicked open and registered the stark strangeness of the room. Where was the? He went to sit up and the feeling of strangeness turned to shock. He couldn't move. His arms were strapped down. In seconds he discovered that his legs were tied as well and the only movement he could manage was to lift his head. He was nude, there were no covers over him and his cock felt really strange. His shock grew when he saw that it was lying upright on his stomach, encased in a clear tube of some kind. A long strip of plaster held the tube in place and he could see a light blue liquid in it. His mind raced, trying to figure what was happening. The last thing he could remember was sharing a meal with Brian at the cafe in Chapel Street. Had he been in an accident and this tube thing was to help him heal? It was giving him a funny tingle. Why couldn't he remember anything? This room did look like a hospital room. Andy did a check of his body but couldn't feel anything out of order. Stretching and wriggling didn't reveal anything wrong either. Where was Brian? Why were his arms tied down? Feeling quite frightened, Andy lay there thinking all sorts of things till there was a clicking sound and the door swung open. The sense of relief that maybe someone would now tell him what was happening switched back to shock again when he saw that the guy who entered was completely naked. He came over and rested his hand on Andy's brow then gave a big smile.

"Well! Your temperature's okay. Apart from being worried and puzzled do you feel all right Andy?"

"Yes! What's happening? Did I get hurt? Where am I?"

"Someone will tell you all about that later. You weren't hurt but you'll be getting this special treatment for a while. It's my job to look after you. Hang on while I get your food. You must be starving."

Andy suddenly realised that he was, but he was more worried about this treatment and wanted to ask about it. The guy was on the way out though and after a while returned wheeling a trolley arrangement with covered trays on it.

"Here we are. I'm sure you'll like this. The food here is great."

He tucked another pillow behind Andy's head, uncovered one of the trays and moved a bowl of soup till it was resting in his hand on Andy's chest.

"Sorry Andy! I'll have to feed you till they free your arms and that will be a few days yet."

"Days? Why can't I be free?"

"It's to stop you interfering with the treatment. I thought you might have guessed that."

"What's this treatment for? "

"Don't worry about it! Eat your food."

"But what about when I need the toilet?"

"I told you! It's my job to look after you and I'll help you with everything."

He continued feeding Andy till there wasn't a scrap of food left and spoke softly and kindly all the time.

"Andy, my name is Mark and we're going to be close for quite a while. It will be rough on you at the start but I hope I can help you through. They do look after you really well here though, and you'll be rich as anything at the end of it, but it's still hard at the start."

"Isn't this a hospital? I can't even remember what happened."

Mark was quiet for a moment.

"Nothing happened Andy. They chose you because you must match up to what they want."

He wiped Andy's mouth clean, wheeled the food outside and returned a few minutes later with a different trolley.

"First of all we'll get this contraption off. Quick is the best way with the plaster."

Quick was right. There was a sharp sting and one side of the plaster strip was free, a second sting cleared the rest and Andy watched Mark holding the tube. He turned what must be some kind of valve at the top, then pulled on the tube which slowly slid upwards and then off. Mark deftly tilted it so that none of the blue fluid spilled, then after placing it in a container, used a damp, warm cloth to wipe the remaining fluid clear. Andy was speechless. Mark handling his cock was weird enough but it was also swollen and blue.

"What is that stuff? What are they doing to me?"

"It's something to do with your nerves but I don't know the details."

He took a silver steel bottle from the bottom of the trolley, manoeuvred Andy's cock into it and pressed his fingers below Andy's belly button.

You're a bit tight. Let it all out and you'll feel better."

Once again Mark was right, and a strong flow of liquid went into the bottle. The rounded bulk rested against Andy's body and the cool metal felt strange as it warmed. Mark put the bottle way, wiped a couple of drops of urine with the cloth, selected a tube and squeezed a glob of some creamy substance into his hand and spread it liberally onto Andy's cock.

"Um! I'm sorry about this Andy, but I have to make collections for their tests."

His hand encircled Andy and started gently squeezing and pulling. Andy jerked his body away in shock but his movement was so limited and ineffective that he stopped. All he could do was lift his head and watch. His cock, already swollen and semi-rigid from the effect of the tube device, was stiffening with each movement and Andy's mind whirled in reaction and surprise at what was happening and just how strong the feelings were. He opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was a moan. Mark had just twisted his hand softly round the head of Andy's cock and the strength of the feeling was overpowering. Andy tried to speak again but all he could do was gasp as the hand made its steady twists. After a few minutes he was ready to shoot. His balls tightened and powerful sensations built in his groin. His eyes closed, his back arched, and his hips pushed him into Mark's hand. Nothing happened. He couldn't finish. The feelings stayed at the same high level while his hips kept moving, but the final triggering moment wasn't there. Mark's hand kept busy and a fiery, ecstatic sensation, like nothing Andy had ever felt before, built and stayed inside him. On and on it went, Andy uncontrollably shoving himself into the ministering hand, till with a burst of pleasure his normal contractions of release started. Andy felt like every muscle in his body was exhausted as he collapsed. His heart pounded, his lungs dragged huge gasps of breath and he was out of it till his body caught up. When he opened his eyes Mark was smiling.

"It's pretty amazing isn't it?"

"What happened? I've never felt like that before."

"It's the treatment Andy. It's starting to take effect. In three or four days your plateau time will be much longer. You did well though. They'll be pleased with this."

He held up a short, squat bottle containing the milky white fluid of Andy's semen.

"All right! It's time for you to sleep again. Open your mouth."

He tapped a white tablet from a little bottle on the trolley and approached.

"Mark! I won't take it. I don't know what's going on but I want it all to stop. I want to get out of here."

Mark looked worried.

"Please Andy! Don't be difficult. They'll just give you an injection and be annoyed with me."

Andy's resistance faded. Well not really, but with these restraints there was no point. He opened his mouth.

"Andy! I'll try and get them to let me tell you what's going on when you wake up next."

Andy just nodded. With his jangled mind and exhausted body, sleep seemed like a very welcome idea at the moment. The unreality of it all returned as he quietly watched Mark fit a new tube with blue fluid onto his cock and plaster it securely in place. He wanted to think but when Mark wheeled the trolley out, Andy's eyes closed and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey! Sleepyhead! Wake up!"

Andy's eyes opened and again for an instant he didn't know where he was. There was the sting of the plaster being removed and the weird stretching feeling when the tube slid slowly off his cock. Mark was smiling.

"Andy! If I take the restraints off, will you promise to let me put them on again before I leave?"

"Yes!"

Andy didn't need to even think about that. The restraints were undone and he flexed his legs and then his arms.

"Now! Swing your legs round and we'll see how you feel when you stand up. Good! Take it slowly."

He slipped his arms round Andy's waist and stood up with him. Andy wondered what the big deal was till he went dizzy and was glad of the support. Mark guided him in slowly walking back and forth round the room and he gradually felt better.

"You've been in bed for three days without moving. That's why you feel so weak. We've got an hour and a half before you have to sleep again and next time it will be even longer."

He passed Andy the silver bottle and when that was finished he set up a seating arrangement with a bedpan underneath it.

"This will be much easier for you than using the pan when you're in bed. Sorry! I have to watch in case you get dizzy."

When this was finished with there was another pan with warm water and Mark carefully washed every part of Andy's body except his hair.

"Quick! Lie on the bed on your stomach. We've only got fifteen minutes before your food arrives and I still have to massage your back."

This used the whole time. All of Andy's back, buttocks, and the back of his thighs and legs were tingling at the finish. There was a tap at the door and Mark collected the food trolley.

"You beauty! It's a three course meal today Andy, and mine's here too, so we can eat together."

Andy was ravenous and his food, which was delicious, disappeared quickly. Firstly because of his hunger, and secondly because Mark had told him they could talk when he'd finished. Mark got him to walk around for a few minutes more then put him into bed again. Andy stared at Mark's face and waited for him to start speaking.

"All right Andy! I'll tell you as much as I can. You'll be here for at least four years. They brought you on a private jet and then a helicopter, and they've been treating you since you arrived over a week ago. They're making alterations so you perform better."

A week? Perform? Andy was frightened.

"It's all about your body Andy. They like it and they're making it work better than it ever did before. I'll be your partner till you recover and then while you learn, especially about sex"

"Sex? You mean with you? But I'm not gay!"

"That won't make any difference. They think you are and you'll love every minute of it, and not just with me."

"No way! They can't do that."

"They do anything they like. They brought me here nine months ago. I was reading a novel in my local park and a young guy came up and started talking to me. The next thing I knew I woke up in bed like you. I still don't know where we are, except that it's an island."

Andy was angry and frightened as Mark's explanation went on.

"There's no way out. I wanted to escape at the start but I like it here so much I stopped worrying about it. You'll be busy all the time because they make you keep fit and you'll have a full study program too. I hope you like me because I'm your personal assistant and I have to look after everything about you."

Andy thought to himself that he was definitely going to escape. No way was he going to accept all this. It was almost too much to believe, kidnapping and treatments to his cock and sex stuff with guys. It was all just so wrong. No one was allowed to do things like that.

"What did they do to you Mark? You said you woke up like me. Did you have that thing on you?"

"Yes! They gave me a three-minute plateau and made my cock bigger. They like big cocks."

Andy looked at Mark's cock. He'd noticed how big it was of course, but not really looked at it closely.

"They made it bigger? I didn't think anyone could do that."

Andy did find this hard to believe. Everyone knew that penis enlargement was a scam on the WorldNet. Mark was certainly very big though.

"They've got special doctors here. I was just ordinary, much smaller than you are now. They give you injections and it just grows. I like mine being this big."

He saw the way Andy was looking at him.

"Yes! They'll do it to you."

Andy had more questions, especially about the plateau business, and Mark answered them while they walked around the room again. Their time ran out, and feeling like he was giving in somehow, Andy watched as Mark replaced all the restraints.

"It's collection time Andy! It should feel better today."

Mark applied the cream and started working his hand without any initial resistance from Andy. In fact it was once again a shock at just how good it did feel, and soon Andy could think of nothing else but helping the process along. Mark was right. Everything felt stronger and lasted longer, and when his shuddering body spewed the last drops of liquid he collapsed, exhausted, only too happy to close his eyes. Automatically he swallowed when a tablet was pushed between his lips and by the time the tube was reaffixed he was dead to the world.

The next time Andy woke there were a few changes. After Mark removed the tube he was led Andy out the door and along the passageway when two guys rounded the corner ahead.

"Hi Mark! Is this your special?"

"Hi Daniel! Yes! His name's Andy."

Andy couldn't help staring because these were the first people he'd seen other than Mark. They were both nude, both had large, obvious cocks, and both looked about twenty years old. Mark introduced the other guy as well whose name was Michael.

"We're just moving out of the observation room."

"That'll make life easier."

Daniel moved closer, wrapped his hand around Mark's cock then kept talking to Andy.

"How's Mark treating you Andy? You're lucky to get him. He is the number one PA and they made him leave someone else to be with you."

Andy didn't answer for a moment. He was watching Mark who had a strange out-of-focus look on his face. Daniel kept playing with Mark's cock till it was enormous and erect, while Mark just stood there with the strange expression.

"Ah! Good Daniel! He's been very friendly."

Mark seemed to snap out of it when Daniel let him go and then he led Andy round the corner. He stopped at a door with Andy's name on a panel.

"Here we are! Five days and then we move to your proper suite."

They went in and Mark saw the look on Andy's face.

"What's up?"

"Is everyone nude here Mark?"

"Mostly. You won't even own any clothes."

This was shock enough, but Mark's giant boner was the most distracting thing.

"Um! What about Daniel touching you like that?"

"Oh! Giving me a buzz? That was just being friendly. He likes me walking round stiff."

"But he did it in front of me and Michael, and you had a funny look on your face."

"Gosh! I'm so used to it now, I didn't think about it. You'll get used to it too."

No way! Thought Andy. It was embarrassing with Mark's giant boner standing up.

"Will they do it to me? I don't want them to."

"You're a special Andy. They won't unless you do it to them first. Do you feel like sitting down? You didn't seem to be dizzy when you got up this morning. Good! All right here's the toilet and then we'll have a shower."

Mark came into the toilet with him and waited till he finished. Andy was embarrassed but when he went to stand up he was pleased Mark was there to steady him.

"You'll be right by tomorrow Andy. We won't have to worry about you getting dizzy by then."

Next was the shower. It felt wonderful but Andy was disconcerted when Mark did all the washing.

"It's my job Andy and I'll always be doing it for you, but at the moment it's important to stimulate all your muscles."

He certainly seemed to know what he was doing, as he steadily worked his way over every part of Andy's body. His boner kept brushing against Andy and each time Andy moved a little to break the contact.

"What's wrong now Andy? You seem to be nervous of me."

"It's just that you keep.. Um!.. Touching me, and you're still hard."

"I'll be hard all the time Andy, unless you get rid of it for me."

"All the time?"

"Yes! It stays like that until someone works it off."

"Stays? What do you mean?"

"It will take a couple of hours for me to go down naturally."

Oh God! thought Andy. I know what he's going to tell me next.

"It feels good Andy! You'll get used to it."

Mark turned the shower off and handed Andy a towel. Food was next and then Mark took Andy outside to an enclosed courtyard with shady plants, and a small swimming pool with crystal clear water.

"We've got an hour to relax and swim. Then I'll give you a massage."

Andy stayed in the cool, invigorating water for twenty minutes then felt so lazy he sat in a reclining chair and promptly dozed off.

"Come on! Back in the pool and we'll get your body working again."

Andy followed Mark in and they floated and swam for short while. God! He still had that enormous boner. It seemed so strange that it didn't go away, but Andy certainly wasn't going to help him get rid of it. Suddenly Mark attacked him. Well he just pushed him under really and when Andy came up spluttering, Mark grinned and pushed him under again.

"I bet you can't do that to me Andy."

Andy tried but gave up quickly. Mark was way too strong and when Andy's energy disappeared they headed inside. After fifteen minutes of massage Mark said it was time for Andy to get ready for a sleep. When Mark started fastening the restraints Andy got embarrassed because his cock automatically stiffened. Mark looked pleased.

"Your body is learning quickly Andy. You couldn't fight it if you tried now."

The sensation as Mark smoothed on the cream, was once again a bigger shock than the time before, and once again Andy was an exhausted wreck when the busy hands finished their job and collected the flow of semen into the glass jar.

Andy woke of his own accord and lay still, thinking for a while before opening his eyes and looking round. Mark was there, lying on a small roll-away bed next to Andy's, looking wide awake and watching. His smile lit up and he came over to remove the tube before taking Andy's restraints off.

"How are you feeling this morning?"

This was a good question because Andy realised that he actually was feeling different. After flexing his arms he stretched his body then moved his hand to ease the itch in his groin.

"Mark! What have they done?"

"They were working on you again last night and they've taken all your pubic hair off."

The pubic hair was the most obvious thing, but Andy was sitting up and examining himself. His hand went from his cock to his backside, then up to his nipples. All of them were giving him messages of an uncomfortable tingly feeling. Looking closely he could see that the helmet off his cock was purple, almost as if there was a red rash showing through the blue stain. There was a similar band right around the base of his cock, his balls were bright red and his nipples were swollen and red as well.

"They might want you to be a smooth."

A helpless feeling rushed through Andy and he lost it for a moment.

"Why are they doing all this to me Mark? Are they turning me into a freak and making me have tits?"

Mark's arm slid round and held Andy close.

"They wouldn't do that Andy. They always make us look the best possible. I don't know what this is about but I'll try and find out."

He left the room and was gone for about a quarter of an hour. Andy settled himself down but then quickly started wishing that Mark would get back. It was the first time he'd been awake and alone in this place and he suddenly thought how much Mark had been helping him and stopping him from worrying. When Mark returned the smile on his face made Andy feel better straight away.

"You won't look any different Andy. They're just making extra nerves grow in those areas. "

Andy thought about this then asked if they'd said what it would do.

"I asked them that and they said it was to make you feel good when you get touched. They said you might feel uncomfortable for a few days but it won't get painful and the new nerves will start to work after a few weeks."

"Did you ask them about the hair?"

"Yes! It won't come back except for a little bit above the base of your cock and your armpits. Your body will be smooth while you're here. Now come and have your shower before the food arrives."

The day was long, but Andy actually enjoyed it. Most of the time was spent in the pool and Mark got him to keep active. When he felt weary he'd have a nap but invariably he'd be woken and pushed into doing something. Halfway through the day he had to lie on the bed and have the tube thing on his dick for a couple of hours, but that time passed quickly because Mark produced a DVD and they watched an action movie. Andy felt silly with the tube thing. This was the first time he'd had it on for long while he was awake and it made his cock swell up. Mark would pump a little valve to get all the air out and this sucked his cock inside. When the DVD finished and the tube was removed, Andy got more embarrassed, and rather worried, because when Mark was wiping away the blue fluid his cock stiffened and then took twenty minutes to go down. It didn't help when Mark looked pleased and told him it was the treatment.

"That's good Andy. Eventually you'll stay hard as long as I do."

The afternoon was another round of swimming, exercises, massages and power naps as Mark called them. Andy could feel his strength building and Mark kept saying how well he was doing. At about 8 p.m. Mark said it was collection time. Andy's cock went totally rigid as soon as he said it. He climbed on the bed and realised with a shock that he wanted Mark to get going. Mark's hand wrapped round him and Andy closed his eyes. A hot flush went through his body, a powerful jolt of feeling set his balls churning and then Andy opened his eyes to watch. God! This felt better every time Mark did it. Mark's hand was gentle and slow but the reaction it caused was like a storm raging. Quickly it built to what Mark called a plateau. To Andy it felt like an orgasm that went on and on, his body quivering and straining the whole time with that fiery feeling of concentrated pleasure, till the delayed release set him squirting like a hose. Mark captured every drop then carefully cleaned Andy in readiness for the tube. When this was in place he wiped the perspiration from Andy's brow then lowered his head and brushed their lips softly together.

"Sleep well Andy!"

The next morning, Andy started to get a boner as soon as Mark washed him in the shower. It grew and tightened as Mark soaped and rubbed, in the routine he'd developed, basically working methodically from head to toe. Mark had one too and Andy was very conscious of the giant thing brushing against him. There was no point in trying to avoid it and he found his eyes constantly drawn to it. Suddenly Andy grabbed Mark shoulders.

"What have they done now?"

"Um! They've bonded us Andy. They've made our bodies like each other. It's something to do with the chemicals we give off. Have you heard of pheromones?"

"Yes! It's how bees and ants run their lives."

"Well we've got them too, and they gave us injections last night to make us match up. I hope you like me Andy, because it makes us enjoy touching each other."

"You mean we'll get boners all the time when we're together?"

Mark nodded and looked worried.

"I'm sorry Andy. There's nothing I can do about it."

Andy had been thinking about Mark. Yesterday he realised just how much Mark was helping him and it was time to show some appreciation.

"Mark! I do like you. You mustn't worry about that. You've been so helpful and kind that you've made me feel like your friend. I hope you are and it's not just your job."

Before he could say anything else Andy was wrapped in a full on hug. It was embarrassing and he knew it was genuine, but their poles pressing together made him feel nervous so after a polite few seconds he moved apart.

"Um! Thanks Mark!"

Andy couldn't help smiling because Mark's face lit up with his contagious grin and when they had their breakfast Andy couldn't help laughing at some of Mark's comments. For half an hour Andy's boner stayed hard, then as soon as he had his first massage it sprang straight back to life.

"Mark! Will this go on all day?"

"It's like I told you the other day Andy. The only way to get rid of it is for me to finish you off. It'll come back again as soon as your body builds up though."

"And how long will that take?"

"I don't know. It's about an hour for me."

Andy looked at Mark's boner, which showed no signs of changing.

"And what about you?"

"Just like I told you the other day. Come on out to the pool and don't worry about it."

Once again Mark pushed Andy to keep active and then relax when his muscles tired. They swam and walked. An exercise bike had appeared and they both had turns on it. Mark wrestled with him in the water, though that was very one-sided. After the midday meal they went in to watch another DVD movie while Andy wore the tube thing. It didn't work. As soon as Mark started getting Andy ready, his boner, which had taken all his eating time to subside, sprang straight back to life.

"Okay Andy! I thought this might happen tomorrow but you're a bit early. I'll have to finish your off so we can get this gadget on properly."

Mark was never pushy but there was a kind of tone in his voice that let Andy know when there weren't any options, and hearing it now, he relaxed and waited. Mark's hand took hold and Andy's eyes closed for a few seconds with the warmth and that initial powerful jolt of sensation. Fifteen minutes later he was lying exhausted but glowing from his release.

"Have a power nap before we watch the movie Andy."

The movie was great and they sat next to each other watching and laughing. Andy thought it was wrong to call Mark his assistant. Companion was a much better word. When the movie finished Mark removed the tube and deftly wiped the blue liquid away. Of course the touch of his hand set Andy's boner going.

"Come on slacker! I'm meant to keep you active as much as I can, and all we've done is sit down for a couple of hours getting square eyes. I'm going to set the exercise bike on 80% and see how long you can last."

Andy tried hard and pedalled till his heart pounded and perspiration poured off. Mark was delighted.

"You've just about completely recovered Andy. Now! Down on the mat for a full massage."

This was the third massage for the day and Andy wondered why he needed so many. Not that he was complaining. He always felt great when they finished. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the attention. Mark's hands felt extra good today and Andy wondered if this linking business had anything to do with it. Too bad! Mark had said a full massage and that meant nearly half an hour of contentment.

"What are you smiling about Andy?"

Andy opened his eyes and saw the questioning look on Mark's face.

"I'm just thinking how good you are at massage and how lucky I am that I've got you helping me."

Mark's radiant smile lit up and Andy jumped as two hands gave him a friendly poke in the stomach.

"So you like my massages do you?"

Andy nodded.

"Good! I'll give you stacks of them then. Guess what? We've got a special day tomorrow. We don't have to stay in this building any longer. I'll be able to show you all-round in the morning and in the afternoon we can go to the lagoon."

It really was a big day. When Andy woke, the uncomfortable itchy feeling was back. His nipples were swollen and red again. When Mark removed the tube and cleaned him up his cock looked even weirder than yesterday with its purple helmet and purple band round the base standing out against the bright red of his balls. After Mark washed him in the shower and his boner sprang up, it became even more obvious and when he'd towelled himself off Andy examined the areas closely.

"I hope they don't keep doing this all the time Mark. I feel so silly. Look at it. Purple then normal, then purple again and bright red. It looks like someone's painted me."

Mark laughed about it and called it the multi-colored dream-cock.

"They're only treating it once more Andy! In three days time and then they have to wait a few weeks to see how well it's worked. Come on! Massage first and then I'll show you round!"

The massage felt the best yet and Andy didn't want it to finish, but Mark was in a hurry and soon they were touring round the building they were in. It felt just like hospital to Andy while Mark called it the Medical Centre. In a room like an office, Andy met the first people who were wearing clothes. It was totally embarrassing. His boner was at full mast after the massage and with his red and purple bits he felt like begging for something to cover himself with.

"Andy! This is Brendan and Toby. They're the nurses who help the doctors here."

"Yeah! We do all the dirty work. It's good to see you're out of solitary confinement Andy. Well that's what we call it anyway, being stuck in those rooms all the time. Has Mark driven you crazy yet?"

Andy was about to stand up for Mark when he saw the smiles being traded between Mark and Toby, who'd made the comment, and realised they were stirring.

"Yes! He won't leave me alone."

Mark looked startled and then everyone laughed. Toby reached out and held Andy's boner.

"Hey! Look Brendan! Last night's treatment has had a stronger reaction than we expected. Whoops! Sorry Andy. It's all right. This is our patient and we've come to know him really well."

Brendan bent to look closely and traced his finger round the purple band.

"It is a bit strong isn't it? Don't worry Andy, the stronger the reaction the better really, but it could annoy you till tomorrow. Mark! If Andy's irritated you can help him out. All it needs is a very light touch. Watch!"

Very gently he rubbed his three main fingers in a slow circular motion over one of Andy's nipples.

"Okay! Show me Mark. Lighter! You don't want any real pressure. That's it."

Next he made a circle around the base of Andy's cock with his thumb and forefinger and wrapped the rest of his fingers snugly round his balls.

"Now try that Mark. Remember it's a light touch again. Good! And the same for the top. Hold but don't squeeze."

At the touch of Mark's hand Andy's eyes closed for a couple of seconds with the hot feeling and jolt to his balls.

"Hey! Primary reflex is really strengthening. You'll have to finish him off when that happens Mark, but don't rub the stimulated areas till tomorrow. Now here's the last one. Don't jump Andy. "

Andy did jump. He couldn't help it. Brendan had poked a finger into his backside.

"Steady! This will help Andy. Stand still."

This time Andy managed to stand still when Brendan's finger touched his back entrance.

"Relax your muscles Andy. You're clenched up tighter than a bank vault. Let me in."

With a bit more talking and encouragement Andy did relax and the finger slipped in and started moving gently.

"Okay Mark! You do it now. Just to your first knuckle and then palpate gently. That looks good. Is he using the same pressure I did Andy?"

"He's gentler than you were."

Mark adjusted his pressure and then Brendan wanted to know if it was helping. Andy nodded. It really was making a difference.

"Great! Keep your finger there Mark, so Andy can get used to it. He's looking a bit freaked out."

They talked for a few minutes more and Mark told them to make sure and watch the DVD they'd seen yesterday.

"It's a funny one Brendan but you'll need to be quick because it'll only be here a few more days."

"We might get a chance tonight. Andy hasn't got any treatments for a few days now."

Toby casually put his hand around Mark's boner and Andy watched Mark's eyes lose their focus for a moment and felt his finger slip out.

"Boy! You're really pumped Mark. Has Andy been relieving you?"

Mark looked a bit awkward, as if he didn't want to answer, and Andy wondered what this was about.

"I'm all right Toby. We've been getting him fit again."

"And you've been staying pumped all day? Mark! How did you manage? We linked you the night before last."

Toby and Brendan both looked at Mark for a moment.

"You haven't even told Andy have you? No wonder you're the top assistant."

Toby shook his head.

"Mark! You have to think of yourself more than that. Andy is a nice guy. We've all read his profile and he won't mind helping you. You know he'll enjoy it once he starts."

Andy was feeling sort of guilty and rather worried. The relief bit sounded like he was meant to be finishing Mark off.

"Andy! Mark must think you're not ready to touch him or something, but he really needs it since you've been linked. Go to your room and get each other off then come back here again. Do it at the same time if it worries you Andy. That will help you through."

Tension built inside Andy as they walked back to the room and somehow Mark could tell.

"I'm sorry Andy! But I'm right and they're wrong. It is hard for me, but you would have been right in a day or two anyhow. I know you're not quite ready for this but we have to go ahead now that we've been told."

Mark led Andy to the bed and they lay down facing each other.

"Hold me till I get over the buzz and then I'll be able to think properly and then I'll do the same for you."

Andy's heart started pounding. This was scary. He was going to touch the monster boner jutting towards him. He couldn't have done this a couple of days ago but now his hand reached out, somewhat reluctantly, but also with a strong element of curiosity and interest. His fingers closed lightly round the shaft and his eyes flew to Mark's face at the sound of a gasp. The same unfocused look that he'd seen twice now, appeared on Mark's face. It lasted much longer this time and Andy watched in amazement. A touch of his hand could have such a powerful effect? Awareness returned to Mark's eyes and he sighed.

"Andy! I wanted that so much! Thank you! You can move your hand now."

Andy's eyes switched once again to Mark's boner and impressions flooded into his mind. It felt even bigger than it looked, so smooth, so warm. It felt like it was alive. He tensed his fingers and gave a squeeze. God! It was so hard beneath the soft skin. His fingers relaxed and moved up to the large swollen helmet where another squeeze made Mark's whole body jerk.

"Oh my God! Wait Andy, and we'll keep together. See if you can keep holding me."

Andy's eyes closed, his body warmed and he felt a jolt to his groin. When he opened his eyes Mark was smiling again.

"It's good isn't it Andy!"

His hand started moving but after second it stopped.

"Just do whatever you like Andy."

The strangeness of it all hit Andy again. Here he was for the first time in his life, holding another guy's cock in his hand. A great, hard cock and he was going to keep holding it and working it till Mark had an orgasm. The warmth and smoothness struck him again and it wasn't awful, it actually felt nice. He started some movement and heard a little sigh. Mark's hand moved as well and they gradually built speed in their growing passion. With a twist in his mind, Andy was suddenly happy that he was making Mark feel so good.

"Andy! Can you finish me first? I think it will be best that way."

Andy nodded and almost straightaway Mark's body tensed and started quivering. It was the plateau business and Andy was seeing it for the first time. Mark had that unfocused look and his hips were going crazy, pistoning his cock rapidly. All Andy could do was keep his hand in place. Mark stopped his movements then suddenly he was squirting. Great globs shot everywhere and Andy thought he was never going to stop. Of course he did and then it was Andy's turn. When he finished he didn't want to move and for five minutes he just lay there with the comfortable feeling of Mark's strong arms wrapped around him. A towel wiping him clean got his eyes open and then a poke in the stomach made him jump.

"Come on lazy or I'll have to carry you out."

"Carry me then. I'm not going to move."

Pulled to a standing position, then draped over Mark shoulder in a fireman's lift, they were out of the room and in the hallway before Andy struggled free. He wasn't ready to meet anyone with his backside.

"Mark you idiot! I didn't think you really meant it."

Mark looked happy and relaxed and what's more, he didn't have the giant boner waving in front of him that had been there for the last two days.

"Hmm! That must have gone all right. You both look happy. Mark! Take Andy to Dr Kenna's lab. He's the only Dr. here at the moment."

Mark led the way and explained that there were three doctors altogether, but Dr Kenna was the one in charge of him at the moment. He was a short, friendly looking guy who looked to be about thirty-five.

"Hello Andy! Sit on this bench here. It's nice to see you awake for a change. Let's have a quick look and then we can talk."

With a light pressure on Andy shoulder he guided him into a prone position on the bench. He prodded and poked at Andy's cock and felt around his balls with firm, warm fingers.

"There's not much life here Andy. Have you just had an orgasm?"

Embarrassment flushed Andy's face as he nodded.

"Good! Now tell me what it feels like."

Andy gaped at him and didn't say anything.

"I'm a special doctor called a penologist. Some of the cheeky assistants call me the cock doctor, but that's quite accurate really. I've heard what Mark has to say but I need you to tell me in your own words."

The words came slowly at first, but at Dr Kenna's prompts and matter-of-fact manner Andy was soon describing everything.

"That's exactly what should be happening Andy, and everything is going better than we expected. There's still a lot more change to come of course, but you have a very responsive metabolism and you'll adapt quickly. I'm very, very, pleased with you."

"Um! What are you really doing to me?"

Dr Kenna looked at Mark then back at Andy.

"I guess Mark doesn't really know it all either. We're improving your sexual abilities. My particular job at the moment is these areas that are reacting so well. What I've done is to make a whole set of new nerves grow. It's going to give you a huge lift in the enjoyment you feel when someone stimulates those particular areas. They're the same nerves that make your penis feel so good when you're aroused, and we're growing enough so that any of the new areas will be able to excite you to an orgasm."

"My nipples?"

"Well technically it's the area round your nipples, call the aureole. Yes! When Mark rubs them for you, you'll have the same feeling as when he rubs your penis. Mark! Has Brendan showed you how to help Andy if this is annoying him?"

He was running his finger lightly round the band at the base of Andy's cock.

"He has! Good! Hmm! This is a stronger reaction even than the I'd hoped for."

At that same moment Andy rubbed his right nipple in an automatic gesture to relieve the itchy feeling.

"See that Mark? Andy will be doing that all day and you'll need to help him at times. Now Andy! You'll probably be pleased to know that you've only got one more night with the blue fluid and then you'll be able to stay in your proper suite. You're also coming to a critical time in your treatment. For the next three days we need to keep your system working at maximum to help it adapt properly. It's going to make you very tired, but there's a small chance that you could have pain with your orgasms for three or four months if your body doesn't learn its new levels well enough. Mark's going to be responsible and I'm sure you'll cooperate won't you?"

Andy nodded his agreement. What else could he do?

"Mark! You'll have to keep checking Andy for his primary reflex, or buzz as it's called round here. Tomorrow it should return within two hours of each release and the day after it should be within an hour and a half. This is the part that is going to tire you so much Andy. Tomorrow Mark must give you an orgasm every three hours and the next day every two hours. It has to continue at night as well, so Brendan will wake you. You're looking stunned Andy. I know you're used to masturbating two or three times a day but you're a changed man now and you'll be capable of much more."

"What about today Dr?"

"Nothing special Mark. Twice more I'd say. Just when Andy needs the release. I suggest you find somewhere pleasant and relax. I think you'll have to spend a fair amount of time helping him relieve those itches. Andy's been touching them constantly while I've been talking."

"I was told to show him round today and let him meet all his instructors?"

"He might be too uncomfortable so I'll reorganise that for tomorrow. Spend the day at the lagoon with steady exercise and lots of relaxing between. I'll get Toby to organise a special picnic lunch for you."

Ten minutes later, as they made their way out of the building, Andy stopped and turned to Mark.

"Um! Can you try those things Brendan told you?"

For a few minutes Mark went from one area to the next, relieving the irritation. It didn't make sense to Andy. Why was Mark's hand so effective when his own wasn't. The only answer he could think of was the linking business.

"Am I helping you Andy?"

"It really works Mark, when my own hand doesn't."

Mark looked so pleased that Andy couldn't help feeling grateful as they moved off again, this time with Mark's fingers around the base of Andy's cock. The quick return of the irritation made it clear to Andy that he'd have to ask Mark to keep cycling through the areas. They made their way to a shady spot beneath some large tropical trees and Mark spent ten minutes more on the relief. Andy tried to put up with the tingle in his backside but somehow Mark knew he was keeping quiet and just went ahead anyway. Andy had that weird and embarrassing feeling of a finger poking into him again.

"I'm sorry Mark! I wish you didn't have to do this bit."

Mark just laughed and said he was pleased to help.

"How about we try some swimming Andy? Last time when we did things it stopped worrying you."

Last time hadn't been like this. Andy hoped everything was going right, because this wasn't what they'd told him would happen.

Andy was now lying on his stomach, very comfortable on a mat and looking at a beach scene that was enough to take his breath away. Mark's finger was still moving gently in his backside but he was used to it enough now to focus on his surroundings. The sand was so white it hurt his eyes to look at, and he knew from walking on it how fine and soft it was. The water was crystal clear and smooth for several hundred metres till it reached a line of reefs, where a small rise and fall of waves changed the surface texture. A number of pontoons dotted the surface and at the other end of the lightly curved bay, yachts and sailing boats were moored not far offshore. Pulled onto the beach were various speedboats and dinghies and near a large shed Andy could see kayaks and windsurfing boards. Mark finished spreading sun-block on Andy's back then sat him up and started on his front.

"You'll need plenty of this for a while Andy. The sun's powerful here and you'll be out in it a lot."

Mark started to use the cream on himself but Andy took over. He liked Mark doing things for him, but he did need to do things in return to get rid of the feeling that Mark was his servant. The water felt as good as it looked. First they swam to one of the pontoons where they jumped and dived while Andy soaked in the warmth of the sun and looked at everything around. He couldn't stop moving. As soon as he did he was conscious of the tingly irritation. He headed for another pontoon a hundred metres away but then he started to tire and knew he needed a rest. He lay on his back on the pontoon and reflexively brushed at his nipples. Mark was there in a second and took over. With one hand he started the light rubbing on Andy's nipples and with the other he worked on Andy's backside. As soon as Andy recovered enough they set off back to the shade where Mark started giving him a massage. He gave up on that because Andy had to keep asking for relief and they realised this was going to be their occupation for the day. Mark's magic fingers set to work and Andy felt so grateful for the relief they were giving. He was using both hands all the time now and the double effect kept Andy comfortable. Andy's boner returned, and as soon as that happened Mark's jumped up as well. Andy closed his eyes and relaxed. What a wonderful feeling. Marks fingers felt better and better all the time, and each time they returned to Andy's cock that felt better too. Andy was totally awake now and between a growing number of groans and gasps they talked. Mark told him that all the boats and yachts were there to use.

"You'll learn everything Andy, and when you're good enough we'll be able to do whatever you want. There's sailing and windsurfing and you'll learn to scuba dive properly. Can you water-ski? We do that a lot and there's para-sailing as well. They like us to go fishing too because it means fresh fish for the chefs."

Andy could hardly believe all he was hearing. It sounded like you could do anything you wanted.

"Well you can pretty much. If there's something you want, and they can get it in, they will. I wanted to do underwater photography and they got the special cameras and everything else I needed and there's a couple of jet skis in the boat shed because Daniel was keen on that."

"They must be made of money."

"It's not they. It's the patron."

"The patron?"

"He's the guy who owns everything."

Andy stopped listening properly because Mark had just moved to hold his cock again and the buzz thing happened. He opened his eyes and Mark was holding his cock lightly, exactly the way Brendan had showed him, but Andy needed more and started pushing into his hand.

"Please Mark! I have to keep going."

Mark looked a bit worried.

"I'm not sure Andy. It's too soon. Dr Kenna said twice more for today, so I think we should wait a few more hours."

After another half an hour Andy was so sexed up it was all he could think of. The tingly irritation seemed to be stronger if anything, and needed Mark to keep up the constant touching treatment. That kept him turned on the whole time and he had two more buzz episodes. Andy also found that he was starting to like the feel of Mark's finger in his backside and made sneaky little movements to make it go further inside him.

"Andy! We're going back to see Dr Kenna. I can't stop helping you with the irritation but you're close to plateau and I think it's too soon."

Andy wasn't interested. All he wanted was Mark's hand working on his cock, which now felt like an iron bar. He grabbed Mark and started pressing against him. His effort didn't last long because he had another powerful buzz when Mark squeezed his cock. When he opened his eyes, a worried looking Mark was standing a few steps away.

"Come on Andy! We have to find out what to do."

Andy moved towards Mark, his body on fire with need, but then the irritation hit him so strongly he stopped and held his cock with one hand and stuck a finger in his backside with the other. It didn't really help much and Andy lost control. Tears ran from his eyes, as misery, need, and helplessness took hold.

"Help me Mark! Please!"

Mark took his hand and almost dragged him along with the speed he was making. They reached the treatment centre and Brendan and Toby rushed towards them.

"Hey! What's wrong?"

Mark didn't even bother answering but hustled Andy straight along to Dr Kenna's lab. Dr Kenna must have heard the commotion because his door opened just as they arrived.

"On the bench Andy. You'll be all right now. Tell me what's happened Mark."

Mark explained while Andy was climbing on the bench. Dr Kenna rested his hand on Andy's brow then felt his pulse.

"Your heart's fast but your temperature feels fine. You've had too many strange new inputs for you to cope with at once. Mark! Finish him off right now. It will lower his libido and the only factor to worry about will be the irritation. Andy! You're going to like this so much you won't notice your sensitive nerves. Just enjoy it and don't worry. Brendan, Toby, feel this erection. It's monumental."

He held Andy's hand and gave a smile which made Andy feel much better. Mark's touch gave Andy another buzz and then his fingers really set to work. Andy's back arched and he lost interest in everything except the powerful sensations surging through his body.

"Plateau!"

Andy's body kept shuddering with ecstasy and he thrust his groin uncontrollably. His movement stopped and he was pumping his juices.

"Release! How long was that plateau Tobey?"

"Three minutes and ten seconds!"

Andy's heart tried to hammer its way out of his chest and he gasped in huge lungfuls of air till he got his breath back. Only half aware, he felt Mark towelling his perspiration away and wiping his chest and stomach clean with a warm, damp cloth. Just before his eyes closed he saw Mark's big smile and felt the soft touch of lips against his own.

"Wow Andy! That was a real performance you put on there."

At the sound of Toby's voice Andy opened his eyes to see four smiling guys surrounding him. He felt relaxed, except for the irritation. He rubbed his nipple and as soon as he took his hand away Brendan took over and lightly circled them both. Mark put a finger in his rectum and used his other hand to circle the base of his now soft and floppy cock.

"It certainly was Andy. And you'll do it again in a couple of hours. You've surprised us today with the strength of your reactions. You're adapting faster than anyone else has. Mark! Take Andy to your room for the rest of the day. He won't need any activity at all since these orgasms are more than enough. You'll need to work non-stop to soothe these nerve reactions though. Andy! It's going to be hard for you because you're going to get desperate again, but don't worry about it. Mark will look after you. We'll teach you how to control yourself eventually, but till we do you need to understand that it's too strong for you. Brendan! I'm going to give Andy fourteen hours of sleep tonight so that most of the irritation will have subsided. I don't want Mark tired tomorrow, so you two can give Andy a couple of massages and relieve him three times during the night instead of the usual two. Toby! I want you to collect Andy's semen when he has his next orgasm and then do a full check on it for me. Do a manual check on his testicular retraction while he's in plateau and again while he's in release. Time his plateau as well and make a count of his ejaculatory spasms. Watch carefully and make a detailed written report of the whole process."

The doctor smiled again.

"Shop talk Andy! But now you'll know what Toby's doing. You've been asleep all the other times."

As Mark led Andy out, the conversation between Dr Kenna and Brendan was about testosterone levels and checking them overnight. Andy was so relieved to get to the room and be alone with Mark. The others were all friendly but he felt like a guinea pig when he was with them.

"Mark! I'm sorry I attacked you. It was awful and that's why I got so upset. I don't..."

There was no chance to say more because he was squished in a big hug.

"There! We're even Andy. I attacked you this time. You don't have to say sorry at all. The doctor said it was their fault for not realising that your body was reacting so strongly."

Mark's smile and talk quickly had Andy relaxed again and they ate the delicious picnic lunch that was meant to go with them to the lagoon. Andy was laughing while they were eating because Mark made him feed them both.

"That's fair enough Andy! You're keeping my hands occupied so I'll do the same for yours. I'll have a chicken leg in exchange for two breasts."

Then he said he was stuffing the turkey so he wanted some chicken stuffing in exchange.

"Hey! Do you think this will be finger lickin' good?"

By the time they finished the food Andy's boner had returned and somehow that seemed to affect the strength of the irritation, which meant that once again Mark's hands were busy non-stop. The whole cycle from the morning repeated itself and Andy's cock got harder and harder and felt better and better till once again it was all he could think of.

"Mark! Please! It's time!"

"Not yet! We have to wait for Toby. He's getting here when the doctor thinks it's the right time."

Andy tried to cope, but once again it got too much for him and he pulled Mark down, rolled on top of him and started rubbing against him. It didn't work because Mark did the buzz trick and wriggled away. When Andy's eyes opened Mark was at the door and yelling down the hallway. He was straight back and working Andy's cock. Toby hustled in then watched. Mark must have been given instructions because he went very slowly and gently, often stopping and just holding for a while to stretch the time before Andy reached plateau. Toby joined in and manipulated Andy's balls as he worked out how to best feel how tight they were.

Wham! Plateau hit, and for the next three minutes Andy was lost to ecstasy. God! He felt like he'd run up a huge flight of stairs, but it was a wonderful feeling of release. After he got his breath back and before he slipped into his mini-sleep he heard Toby's voice in his ear.

"Make sure you help Mark when you wake up."

When he opened his eyes Andy was completely alone. It didn't feel right. Mark was always there. Then he felt guilty because of Toby's words. Poor Mark! He'd had a boner for nearly five hours according to the time by the clock on the bench. Andy had promised himself yesterday that he'd look after Mark whenever he needed it, and today he hadn't even thought of it. The door opened and Mark entered.

"You're awake already. I just took all the food things out Andy. I'm sorry I wasn't here when you woke up."

Without saying a word Andy stood up, walked to Mark, took hold of his boner and started rubbing it.

"What...."

The words were cut off as Mark's eyes went unfocused. Andy kept rubbing to see how long he could keep the buzz going, but it seemed like the same amount of time when he came out of it.

"I'm terrible Mark. I forgot you again and it's your turn now."

Mark was focused again but there was still a dreamy kind of look on his face as Andy moved him onto the bed and slowly moved his fingers back and forth over the great cock. For whatever reason it felt much more interesting today and Andy experimented with it instead of just mechanically rubbing. He decided to tease by going slowly the same way Mark had for him a little while earlier. Somehow he knew Mark would love it. His fingers explored the smooth, stretched skin, traced the large vein showing on one side and felt the flange around Mark's helmet. He touched Mark's balls and felt them moving in response, then listened to Mark gasp when he wrapped his hand tightly round the shaft. Wow! It was pulsing. Andy looked at it closely and started to watch for changes when he did different things. It was neat the way he could make Mark's balls pull up tight when he tickled them and he watched this happen a few times. Andy discovered that by running his finger up the channel at the front he could get more and more clear juice to leak out, and then he did this even more when he discovered that by smoothing it round the head and slowly twisting his hand he could get Mark to make interesting sounds and put his head back with the pleasure of it.

"Faster please Andy!"

"Not yet! We should wait for Toby. I'm sure it's much too soon for you. See how long you can keep going."

Marks eyes sprung open and he grinned.

"You torturer Andy! Just wait till I get you back."

He couldn't say any more because Andy started rubbing his thumb on the slippery helmet and he had another buzz. Andy watched Mark's eyes snap back into focus. This was fun and for ten more minutes Andy gradually worked Mark's swollen cock to a higher and higher level of excitement. With a sudden yell that startled Andy, Mark went into plateau. His body quivered and his loins thrust the slippery boner rapidly into Andy's hand till three minutes later he was shooting great streams of juice over his chest and stomach. He collapsed and Andy grabbed a towel to clean him up, but by the time this was done Mark was sitting up. With another of those impulsive hugs which made Andy feel happy inside, Mark held them and pushed their lips together.

"You're the best Andy."

Andy was still awkward about being held like this, but this time he stayed there. It was Mark's natural way of saying thank you and pulling away would have been a rejection.

"How are you feeling Andy? Do you need me to help you?"

Andy had mostly forgotten about the irritation while he was relieving Mark, and now he realised it was still there but not at the high level of before.

"It's not too bad at the moment Mark. It seems to die down when I'm not .. um!. hard."

Mark poured some fruit juice for them both and they talked for a while. Andy knew that his boner would return fairly soon and suspected that when it did he'd need Mark's hands to soothe him again.

"Mark! I can't help falling asleep when you do me, but you don't. Is that something else I will get used to?"

"Doctor Kenna was talking about that when we were all in the lab. He said that eventually you will, but it's going to take a while because you're building up to the longest plateau of anyone. It really exhausts your body, so they're going to put you on a crash fitness program to build up your strength and get your heart used to working faster. That's why I'm so fit. I have to do an hour or more of hard exercise every day, and you'll be the same. Do you do much sport Andy?"

"No! I wasn't interested. Sometimes Brian and I would play tennis or relax at the beach in the hot weather, but that's about all."

"I wasn't very keen either, but that will change. You have to do everything here. They'll get you fit first and then make sure you're good at different things. I was no good at swimming, so that was almost all I did for a couple of months. At the end I was doing forty laps a day."

Andy had conked out from swimming to the pontoons and he wondered if they'd make him work that hard.

"What happens when you don't want to do it? Can you choose something different?"

"You just do it Andy. I hated swimming but now I love it."

"They won't change my mind. I don't mind mucking around in the water like we did, but I'd rather play tennis if I have to work hard."

"You'll like it Andy. What do you think of this place?"

"It's not too bad. It's weird what they're doing, but I don't think they're going to hurt me."

"What about trying to escape? That's what you said a few days ago."

"I'm still going to but I've thought about it and it's not a good idea at the moment while they're giving me this treatment."

"So, when did you think about it?"

"Um! It must have been yesterday."

"Try and remember. I bet you can't."

Andy concentrated and it felt like he could just about remember, but it wouldn't quite come to him.

"I must have Mark. It feels like I did."

"That's what it's like all the time Andy. If there's anything that upsets you or you don't like, eventually you just wake up not worrying about it. I'm pleased they do it because it would be awful to stay here for four years if you hated it. I dropped out of school when I was sixteen because I couldn't stand studying, but now I love it."

"Do you have to study here too?"

"Everyone does. There's a whole building, and three guys help us for four hours every day. I think it will be a couple of weeks before you start properly though."

Mark spread a couple of the big towels on the bed and got Andy to lie down for a massage. It worked for five minutes, but then his boner returned and the irritation built up. The massage had to stop and Andy went through the whole process of steadily increasing excitement again. Mark well and truly got his own back on Andy's slow tease by doing what he could to stretch the time before Andy reached his plateau. There was one of the wonderful meals waiting when Andy woke. He got right through it before getting stiff again, when Mark was washing him in the shower.

"Mark! Why can't I wash myself in the shower?"

"I don't know. It's my job, that's all."

"Well it makes me feel like you're a servant and I don't like it. Is there a rule that says I can't wash you? It would be fairer between us."

"Would you do that? I would love it, but you don't have to."

"Well it will feel funny, but it's better than feeling like I'm your boss."

"You're the best Andy!"

Andy loved the warm inside feeling he got when Mark said things like that and he washed from head to toes in the same methodical pattern that Mark always used, smiling at the pleasure he was giving and wondering at the strength and solid feeling of Mark's body. When Andy finished, Mark grabbed him in one of those impulsive hugs. It felt so friendly that Andy relaxed then returned the hug and stood happily while the water coursed over them. So what if Mark's boner was pressing into his stomach. That even felt kind of friendly too. The question that had been on Andy's mind finally expressed itself.

"Mark! How often would you like me to relieve you?"

Mark leaned the top part of his body back enough to examine the look in Andy's eyes.

"Twice a day would be enough Andy."

"Um! I said how much would you like Mark, not what was enough."

The hug got a bit stronger.

"Every time I have a buzz I'm ready Andy, but you're not going to do that if you don't really want to."

"Can I do it now?"

Andy was lifted off his feet, nearly squashed in half, whisked out of the shower and dried off in a few seconds flat.

"Yes please Andy."

Mark spread himself on the bed and pulled Andy next to him.

"I can look after your irritation at the same time this way."

Andy's hands closed round the big cock and he listened to Mark's sounds of pleasure start up.

Next morning, Andy woke with a jolt when the plaster was ripped off his stomach. Mark was standing by the bed, but it was Brendan who removed the tube.

"Hi sleeping beauty! How do you feel after fourteen hours of sleep?"

Brendan looked at Mark and laughed.

"I like that. OK Prince Charming, give him a kiss and bring him to life."

Mark leaned down and pressed his soft, moist lips against Andy's.

"Not there Mark. I meant bring this to life."

He pointed to Andy's cock.

"You won't have any trouble that's for sure. I was in three times during the night and he was ready for it straightaway. Here! Rub this cream on and work it in. It will get rid of the stain. You won't be little boy blue any more Andy."

Brendan laughed again.

"But get working on that horn Mark."

Andy had a buzz as soon as Mark's hand held him and by the time he opened his eyes again he was fully rigid. The irritation from yesterday seemed to have almost disappeared.

"Boy! He responds quickly to you. Now you two! Listen to your routine for the day. You know we have to keep you very active don't you Andy? Good! Mark is going to make you have a plateau every three hours, until eight o'clock tonight. We'll put you to sleep and that's when I'll take over so he can have a rest himself. Mark! Once Andy has his orgasm, let him sleep and relax for an hour, but then get his erection going. Give him a tease every ten minutes to keep him excited till the last hour, and then your fun really starts."

"What do you mean?"

"You have to keep him as close to plateau as you can without letting it start. Andy! You're going to love this and hate it. You'll feel like you did yesterday when you went out of control. Don't worry when that happens because Mark will just relieve you. You need to cooperate with him to last as long as you can, and let him know when you need to calm down."

Mark stopped rubbing the cream into Andy's cock.

"Should I be going slowly now, and what happens if Andy has his plateau early? Does the next three hours start from then?"

"No! Give him a longer rest time and keep to the schedule we have now. It's right on eight o'clock, so get him to plateau now. "

Brendan watched till Andy flooded his juices and then left them to it. Five times Andy had plateaus that day, and except for the first one, the hour before each was non-stop passion and need, as Mark's expert hands worked their magic. Five times Andy gave Mark a plateau as well, and all the time they were learning what made each other feel good. The next day the pattern changed to a plateau every two and a half hours and for the two days following that it had to be a plateau every two hours. Dr Kenna was right and Andy was exhausted, particularly for the last two days when he had eight of those incredible plateaus. He would sleep for twenty to thirty minutes then lie relaxed on the bed for the rest of the hour, and then when Mark gave him an erection, energy would build and they'd play the games they'd developed between them. Halfway through the last day Andy woke at the sound of soft voices talking near him.

"He's awake now Dr."

"So how long did he sleep this time Mark?"

"Ah! Just over 25 minutes."

"Hello Andy! How are you feeling?"

"Tired!"

"I'm not surprised. Well! I want to see how well you're coping with the energy your system has been using. Mark! Use some lubrication cream and see if you can induce an erection for me."

As soon as Mark's hand started smoothing the cream, Andy felt himself responding and in less than 30 seconds he was completely rigid.

"Excellent! Now see if you can get a primary reflex."

Mark worked Andy's cock for another minute. It felt great, but there was no buzz.

"Hmm! Not there yet! I'll happen sooner when your testosterone production picks up Andy."

The doctor manipulated Andy's balls next.

"They haven't been painful or aching have they?"

"No!"

"You're full of surprises. They should be you know. Aching that is. It means we haven't been stressing you quite as much as we should have. Mark! Change the two hours to one a half hours for the rest of the day, and start stimulation as soon as Andy wakes up. In fact start after half an hour even if he's still asleep."

He ruffled Andy's hair at this.

"We don't want him playing possum do we?"

He left the room and the two guys grinned at each other. Andy was fully awake now and pulling Mark onto the bed, he reached for big boy.

"Give me that cream Mark. You're going to pay for it each time you wake me up."

"Not as much as you."

Andy smoothed the cream on Mark's cock and watched as his eyes did their un-focussing thing. He loved watching Mark go helpless as he twisted his hand around the giant shaft, and even more he loved the big hug that was Mark's habit when he came out of his buzz. It happened now and Andy felt the warm tingle go through his body at the close contact as he was held on top of Mark. He started a slow movement of his hips to push himself into Mark's hand and felt Mark doing the same. Mark was as hard as a rock and this was Andy's chance to be the one in control. In another fifteen or twenty minutes he'd be so worked up himself that Mark could do what he liked. Andy lowered his head and held his lips lightly against Mark's. In the last few days Mark had been showing him different things, and Andy eagerly tried them all. Mark's lips pushed back for a few seconds before opening slightly. Quick as a flash Andy darted his tongue in, then felt the pressure as Mark's tongue tried to push him out. For a few minutes this duel went on, sometimes Andy winning, sometimes losing so that Mark's tongue took over the probing, and sometimes their tongues just pressed together and moved gently. Andy stopped because he could feel the heat building in a band between his mouth and his groin and it was time to give Mark his plateau. Andy couldn't believe how lucky he was to have met Mark. Everything about him was perfect. He looked so good that Andy couldn't help watching and touching him at every opportunity. Andy sat up and gave all his attention to Mark's cock. He loved being able to do this for him. He realised that this new arrangement of time meant that he couldn't play the teasing game they had between them, of getting close to plateau and then holding it off as long as they could. When Mark finished, Andy held their bodies close for a minute. He knew Mark loved that and sometimes they would stay close for even longer. Marks hand slipped between them and spread his juices on to Andy's cock and balls. Before they'd started the hugging Andy used to towel all the juice away, but now he thought of it as something special Mark was giving him.

"You're the best Andy!"

The hug ended and now it was Andy's turn to get the treatment as Mark called it, his fingers playing with Andy's cock, driving him almost crazy with sensation and pleasure, and keeping him close to plateau. Andy had learnt to control his urge to throw himself onto Mark. He couldn't keep control for a start, just as Dr Kenna had said, but Mark laughed it off and made Andy try even harder, till now he was quite proud of how he could hold himself back when the feelings were almost unbearably good.

"Hey! This isn't fair Mark! I only get a quarter of an hour for you and you get three quarters of an hour for me."

"I think that's fair enough. No! Help! Don't Andy! It's cruel. It should be the other way round."

Andy had discovered how ticklish Mark was and could overcome his extra strength with a few well-placed pokes and strokes. By 10:30 that night Andy was totally wrecked. His half-hour of sleep after each plateau went like the blink of an eyelid and he even started to feel annoyed when Mark would first start exciting him. The only thing that his lethargic body wanted to do was relax and sleep. Somehow Mark always managed to get a smile out of him and after a few minutes his cock felt so good that life would flow back into him. The ache that Dr Kenna had been looking for was well and truly there now, but Andy didn't care. All he wanted was for Mark to finish him off and at the end of his tenth plateau for the day, he just managed to pull Mark tight against him before slipping into oblivion.

"Oh Mark! Please! Please!"

Andy woke from the weirdest dream. His cock had grown so long it was waving right in front of his face. Juice was pumping out of it in a never-ending stream and Mark kept squeezing and squeezing. Mark was there, pressed close with his hand lightly round Andy's cock, and as his mind cleared Andy wondered what was happening. Mark had always slept on the roll-away bed before this and where did the dream come from? It was obviously connected with the non-stop sex of the day before, but it was the first time Andy could remember dreaming since he'd been here.

"Hey! What are you doing in bed with me?"

The smile on Mark's face disappeared and he looked worried, till Andy giggled and poked him in the stomach.

"Idiot! It's nice, but have we got new rules or something?"

"Yes! We've got an hour before we have to get up and start on the next level of your treatment."

"Oh no! What's going to happen now?"

"Well if you lie still and let me kiss you properly, I might tell you."

Andy waited till Mark was lying on top of him, then attacked the side of his stomach with a tickle onslaught.

"Help! Murder! Don't you want a kiss?"

This put a quick end to the tickling. Mark made himself comfortable again and there was no talking till he sat up.

"So what's this new treatment then?"

"I want another kiss first."

"Ha! Tell me or I'll tickle you again."

Mark started playing with Andy's lips but he looked serious.

"I don't know how we're going to do it Andy. You keep surprising them and they said you need another day like yesterday."

"Again?"

"Yes! But you have to plateau every half hour. I think it's too much."

Andy sat up so quickly he tipped Mark off.

"Every half an hour? No way! I'll drop dead from exhaustion."

"I have to wake you up after five minutes too. They said that if I didn't get you excited quickly, you wouldn't be able to plateau on time."

Andy went quiet while he thought about it and when Mark reached to hold him he rolled away.

"You'd better not touch me Mark. I think I'll lie quietly and rest as much as I can before we start. I'm sorry!"

Mark started to say something, but the door opened and Brendan wheeled their breakfast in.

"Here you are guys! This will build you up for the day. ....What's wrong Andy? You look quieter than usual."

"Marks just told me what's happening today."

"So what's wrong with it?"

"How can I plateau every half an hour? I was wrecked yesterday with an hour and a half."

"Every half an hour?"

Brendan's eyes flicked to Mark and then back again.

"Don't worry about it Andy. Just see what happens. You've been ahead of everything so far, so if they expect half an hour from you, I wouldn't be surprised if you get down to twenty minutes by lunchtime."

Twenty minutes? Could it be possible? Andy looked down at his cock and wondered what they were doing to him. Marks arms wrapped around him in a reassuring hug.

"I'll make sure you get there Andy. We know some good tricks between us don't we?"

He held Andy's balls and squeezed gently.

"They've worked perfectly so far. They'll get you through the day, and after a good rest tonight we'll be ready for the ten minute turn-around tomorrow."

Mark sat up then moved to the trolley while Andy lay there stunned at this news. Mark started to drink some coffee, but made some weird noises and coughed and spluttered his drink everywhere. Brendan collapsed on a chair, his face nearly splitting in half with a giant grin.

"Oh my God Andy! You're the best! I was going to change it to five minutes next, but the look on your face just about killed me."

"Mark! You're the one who's going to get killed. Put that drink down and get here."

Mark put the coffee down. He was laughing too much to hold it properly anyway. The combination of Brendan's laughter joining in was so infectious that Andy couldn't help laughing with them. The merriment subsided but the grins stayed as Mark let Andy push him onto the bed and then sit on him.

"What are you going to do Andy? You won't hurt me will you?"

The mock terror in his voice showed just how much he was worried about that, and he didn't resist when Andy made him put his hands behind his head.

"Now, leave them there and take your medicine."

For a few minutes Andy rode the wild horse as Mark writhed and bucked to escape the tickle torture treatment. When he'd had enough his hands came from behind his head and pulled Andy down for a hug and a kiss.

"Hey! You two! Eat your breakfast before it gets cold and then you've got nearly an hour to do what ever you like."

When they took no notice of him, Brendan gave Andy a friendly whack on the backside.

"Ouch! That stung!"

Andy sat up to start on the food, and jumped when he got another whack.

"What was that for?"

"Fun!"

When their breakfast was finished they had their fun. First in the shower and then on the bed. When they'd both had a plateau, Mark explained Andy's day for him.

"You're going to the Learning Centre for a couple of hours this morning and I won't see you till that's finished. Then we've got some time together and in the afternoon you'll have a couple of hours at the Training Complex."

"The Training Complex?"

"I told you about it. It's where we get fit. You'll meet Jim-Jim. We call him that sometimes because his name is Jim and he is in charge of the gym."

Mark led the way and soon Andy was being introduced to a tall man called Trevor. He liked him straight away.

"So! Another slave! I've been waiting to get my hands on him."

This was a bit startling, but the grin on Mark's face told Andy that this was friendly banter.

"Okay Mark! Your holiday's over! You can have Andy back at the end of the session. As long as he behaves himself that is."

"Oh no! I'll never see him then. He's trouble all the time."

"Is he? Well calm him down then while you give him a quick tour around the building. Then we'll start the testing."

In the next fifteen minutes Mark showed Andy the different areas. First was a kind of library and computer room with a row of individual working areas down one side. Daniel and seven other guys were working in them with fancy earphones and they all gave Andy and Mark a friendly smile.

"This is where we mostly work Andy. I'll be in here after I take you back to Trevor. You'll soon get used to him. He's always stirring."

Next there was a big room which Mark said was a science laboratory, a workshop, an art studio, a music room, a theater and several general-purpose rooms. There were computers everywhere and each room was set up with two or three of the individual working areas. For an hour and a half Andy worked on different tests with Trevor, who explained that they would build a course of training around his aptitudes and interests.

"We'll get a lot more done tomorrow, because you'll be here the full four hours and I'll have some results to talk over with you. You'll work hard here Andy, but you'll enjoy it. Come and we'll find Mark."

Andy got embarrassed, because his boner sprang up as soon as he saw Mark, and then he felt even stranger when Mark took hold of him in front of Trevor, Daniel, and another really big guy who Andy soon found was called Josh. His eyes closed in a powerful buzz and when he came out of it he felt harder than he could ever remember and they were all watching with interest.

"Mark! You better take Andy and have your meal. He looks like he's going to burst."

Andy felt exactly like that, and when Mark gave him a hug it got stronger. At least Mark now had a boner as well. Daniel and Josh walked with them to the dining room where they met the chef and his helper, then sat down to a delicious meal. Daniel and Josh sat opposite and the four naked guys talked about general stuff with lots of questions to Andy, remembering back to their own testing sessions, then telling Andy he'd be having stacks more of them. When they finished eating, Andy couldn't help staring at the great boners which sprang up when Josh gave Daniel a buzz then got one himself in return.

"Do you want some more food Andy? Or will we leave?"

Andy was starving. Well not really, but the food was so good and his body was demanding more, so despite some stirring from Mark he had another serve as big as his first.

"Hurry up Andy! We've only got an hour and I want to show you something."

Mark was never impatient, so wondering why he was now, Andy ate the food as quickly as possible. The something turned out to be the most luxurious suite Andy had ever seen.

"This is yours Andy. It's where we'll be living from now on."

Andy stared in disbelief at the surroundings. He was looking at the beautiful scenery of the bay and the lagoon through a plate glass window which took up almost the whole wall, when Mark moved behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"What do you think of it Andy?"

"It's unreal!"

Marks hands slid down till one was cupping Andy's balls and the other doing the light twisting movement that set Andy off so much. Currents like fire jolted through Andy's groin and he leaned back while he had another powerful buzz. All thought of the suite left Andy's head as he turned, and gasping from the strength of his feelings, pressed himself against Mark.

"God! Mark! What's happening now? It didn't feel as good as this yesterday."

"It's because you've had such a long rest. Now! Let's go to the bedroom."

Andy could hardly think of what he was doing. Mark's touch had turned him on so much that the only thing that really registered about the bedroom was the enormous bed they both headed for. Their bodies strained together and Mark kept one hand lightly clasped round Andy's cock till Andy started shoving into it.

"Not yet Andy!"

Mark laughed and moved away.

"Close your eyes. I've got a surprise for you."

"Another one? Are they doing something new to me?"

"Not them! It's my surprise. So stop looking worried."

Andy closed his eyes and then got goose-bumps where Mark's fingers made trails over his body. Of course this felt great, and having his eyes closed while it happened made Andy smile and jump when a new place was touched, but they'd played this game before so it wasn't that unusual. The feeling when Mark sat on top of him was even better and Andy's senses jumped a notch at the warm pressure of Mark's balls against his own. With a sigh of anticipation Andy waited for the next step in the pattern, and almost opened his eyes when it happened. Cock-kissing, was what Mark called it. He leaned forward, pressed his boner against Andy's, then held them together in his hand. Sometimes their chests would press close while they kissed as well, but now there was just the steady hand pressure. Andy pushed himself further into Mark's hand till their cock-heads matched up, then drank in the pleasure as Mark's hand centred on their helmets. It would be Andy's turn to hold them now, but when he made the move, Mark stopped him.

"Not this time! Keep your eyes closed for me won't you?"

Mark sat up and after a couple of seconds the coolness of lubrication sent a short, sharp tingle through Andy's boner. Expecting Mark to start working his cock, Andy was puzzled, when instead, his whole body moved forward. The puzzlement changed to shock when, with Mark's hand guiding, Andy's cock worked its way easily inside Mark as he shuffled himself back. Andy's eyes flew open. His reaction had obviously pleased Mark.

"How's that Andy? A good surprise?"

Andy was so busy coping with the new sensations coming from his cock that he couldn't answer. When Mark wriggled, every nerve in Andy's cock sent a message saying how good it was feeling and his eyes closed again, this time without his control, from yet another buzz. When the buzz finished Andy was looking at a big smile and pushing the piece of steel attached to his front into Mark. Well! It felt like a piece of steel, and the pushing was definitely what it needed to do. Mark started playing with Andy's nipples and watched Andy's expression for a moment.

"Let's make it last Andy. We've got quite a while."

He took over. Andy stopped pushing and played with Mark's boner, which was straining right in front of him. Sometimes Mark's muscles would tighten around Andy and sometimes he moved back and forth as Andy's hand teased and excited. For twenty minutes they played the game of keeping each other close to plateau, but much as they wanted to keep going they'd run out of time, so Andy sent Mark into his plateau. Wow! Andy could tell that Mark was enjoying this more than usual. He was moving so vigorously that Andy went into his own incredible plateau. He flopped, momentarily exhausted, hardly able to believe the strength of his feelings and closed his eyes as the urge to relax and sleep hit him. He jumped at a poke in the stomach from Mark.

"No more sleeping when you finish Andy. I have to train you out of that now that you don't need it."

"I don't? Mark, after what you just made me feel I could sleep for a week. Every time I think this couldn't possibly feel any better, it does. How long will it go on for?"

"Ages! All those new nerves that are growing will start giving you stronger feelings in the next few days and they'll be working fully in a few more weeks. After that you won't really notice it because it will be gradual for three months while your cock grows and your balls get bigger."

"My balls? Are they changing too? No one said anything about that."

"They make them work a lot better Andy. They make them grow too, so they don't look tiny when your cock gets longer. You're going to have really nice ones because I heard Dr Kenna say yours were going to be a 75% increase. Mine were a 55% so I guess your cocks going to be a bigger than mine too."

Bigger! Andy looked at Marks cock and wondered what it was like to be so big.

"You like being big don't you Mark?"

"It's great! Don't worry you'll love it too, but you won't even notice it happening. It's like your fingernails. You don't see anything happening till you suddenly notice they're longer."

He suddenly looked worried.

"Don't you like my cock being as big as it is?"

Andy couldn't help smiling at how much he now liked it and he wrapped his hand round it.

"It's terrific now Mark, but it did give me a shock at the start, especially that first time when Daniel gave you a boner, but now it's just right."

They left the bedroom to get cleaned up and Andy stared at the luxury of the bathroom, with its large jacuzzi, open shower area and full mirror wall, which made the room looked twice as big as it already was.

"My God Mark! All this is for me?"

Mark grinned back as he towelled Andy dry, then they headed for the Training Centre.

"Mark you slacker! I guess you haven't done much since you've been looking after your newbie?"

"Sorry Jim! You know there's not much time."

"Ha! Well we'll fix that! Half an hour of circuits, twenty laps of the pool non-stop and then choose what you like. Come back at half-past three for Andy. I want you to take him out in the small catamaran for an hour."

Mark went, and Andy was left facing a lean, wiry looking guy roughly his own height, dressed in a pair of white shorts, which contrasted with his deeply tanned skin. He looked to be about thirty and the most striking features were his light blond hair, almost bleached white by the sun, and the piercing blue eyes which were raking Andy from head to toe. He held his hand out and Andy automatically shook it in greeting, but then was disconcerted when he didn't let go.

"Call me Jim, Andy! Now! They tell me you've never done anything to keep yourself fit. Is that right?"

The firm continuous grip on his hand made Andy uneasy but the look on Jim's face was open and friendly.

Andy gave a nervous kind of nod.

"That's a pity. It's going to make it hard for you for a while till we build you up. You're going to be pleased with yourself when we finish though. Now! You know why it's important for you to be fit don't you?"

"I suppose it's meant to keep me healthy?"

"Hopeless! Those doctors haven't told you anything have they? Come on! We need to talk."

He finally let go of Andy's hand, but the contact didn't stop because now he held Andy at the back of his neck instead, and led him to a bench with a thin foam mat on it.

"Of course you're right about it keeping you healthy Andy but that's not the main reason. It's what they're doing to this special equipment of yours."

Andy jumped when Jim's hand took hold of his cock and then felt round his balls.

"They're making it work much more than is normal for your body. God! They've given you a four minute plateau. I can't imagine what it would be like. At any rate it puts a huge strain on your whole circulatory system, which it's not used to, and if we don't help you adapt to it your heart could be worn out early. If that happens you could lose ten or twenty years off your life and we just can't allow that. It sounds bad, but it won't happen at all if we keep your endurance and circulatory functions at their peak. How often did you jack off?"

"Um! Every day!"

"What? Once? Twice? Or more?"

"Um! Usually two or three times."

"Have you discovered that since you've been here you need someone else to do it for you?"

"No!"

"Well you do, but it won't worry you because there'll always be someone to help you out. And you'll rarely have a day with less than four or five plateaus from now on. "

He gave a grin and looked at Andy with those piercing eyes.

"I'm in charge of your body now Andy. I'll know it better than you do before long. Now let's have a look at you."

Jim proceeded to probe and manipulate every part of Andy's body. When that was finished he gave a battery of tests which took nearly an hour. His heart rate, recovery rate, reflexes, balance, strength, flexibility, lung capacity, breathing rate were all checked. On and on it went till Andy wondered how there could possibly anything else to find out.

"Okay Andy! We'll finish this tomorrow. I want to see you in the pool for half an hour and then we'll go for a run."

Andy thought he could swim. Jim said he was hopeless but with potential. Andy knew he couldn't run far. Jim kept him going twice as far as he thought he could, gradually decreasing speed to a very slow jog. Back at the training centre, Andy was glad he was able to relax for fifteen minutes while Jim did the whole probe thing again, then started massaging him till Mark turned up.

"Mark! Give Andy twenty minutes of massage before you leave and then half an hour before he goes to sleep. Let me see how his buzz looks first though."

Mark's hand took hold and in seconds Andy's eyes were closed at the rush of feelings. When he opened them he was totally rigid and enjoying the touch of Mark's hand.

"That's a good buzz you've got Andy. Mark! Have his eyes always closed like that?"

"Yes! Always. Ever since his first time."

"I wonder if it means anything? No one else does it. Andy! You do the same for Mark please."

Mark was already stiff. Touching Andy had set him off but as soon as Andy held him he froze in place and his eyes went out of focus. Andy loved this reaction but this time he felt weird with Jim watching.

"You're happy with Mark aren't you Andy? I can swap him with someone else if you're not."

A shock went through Andy.

"No! I don't want anyone else. Mark is terrific!"

"Don't panic! Just checking. What about you Mark? Does Andy treat you okay?"

It was another shock to think that Mark mightn't be happy with him, but it disappeared straight away when Mark said he loved working with Andy.

"He doesn't even treat me like an assistant Jim. It's like we're friends."

"Is that so? Well good for you Andy. It sounds like you're going to be a good team."

He took Andy's cock in his hand, squeezed it quite hard a couple of times and moved it around.

"Okay! I'll see you tomorrow. Mark! Andy's not very good at swimming so be careful not to capsize the catamaran. He's never sailed before either so take it easy. Give him a buzz every now and then to keep that boner active and whatever else you like, but no plateau till just before your meal. Do what you like this evening too, but no plateau at your midday break tomorrow."

He grabbed hold of Andy's neck again and walked with them to the outside door.

"You've got a great body Andy. We'll get it working properly soon won't we?"

All Andy did was nod. He didn't quite know what to think of Jim yet. As they made their way to the lagoon Mark was eager to hear what Andy had done and what he thought of it all.

"I had so many tests I couldn't believe it Mark. And I think I have to have stacks more tomorrow. I think I like Jim but he makes me nervous somehow."

"He's great Andy. He'll do anything for you, but he'll really work you hard too. I think he already likes you because of the way you stuck up for me."

"I didn't stick up for you Mark. I just said what was true."

"Well! So did I!"

Andy felt good about this little exchange and even better because he sensed Mark did as well. Before they did anything else they slathered each other with sunscreen, which gave them both another buzz when the cream was worked into their cocks. Andy wanted more to happen but Mark explained how they had to do what Jim said.

"Now that you're out of the Treatment Centre, he's the one in charge. It's his job to look after everything physical about you, so we have to be careful to do whatever he says."

An hour and a half later Andy was wrecked. Mark took the catamaran along the lagoon for a while then through a gap in the reef and out to the ocean where there was plenty of room to manoeuvre. Then he showed Andy what it was like to really get moving. Andy's heart was pounding with excitement at the speed and the feeling of the water rushing past. He kept telling Mark to slow down but Mark just laughed at him.

"Don't worry Andy. Even if we do capsize we've got our buoyancy vests on and it's not hard to get it upright again when you know how."

With his heart in his mouth Andy followed every instruction, diving from one side to the other, leaning out when he was told and hanging on for his life all the time.

"You'll be doing this by yourself soon Andy. I think Jim is going to get you going on it before anything else."

Back in the smooth water of the lagoon, everything slowed down and Andy relaxed, but then Mark put him in control and told him what to do and when. It was nerve-wracking till he suddenly realised that what he was doing didn't seem too hard at all, and then it felt great. The first thing they did when they got back to the suite was have a quick shower to get the salt and cream off. After that they dived on the bed and grabbed each other. They'd both had a boner for over two hours and Andy had started really liking it, though it felt strange the way his cock bobbed round when he was moving and doing things. The only drawback was how horny he was feeling, and he still had to last another hour. They hugged and held, then Mark wanted to sit on Andy's cock like they'd done at lunchtime, but Andy had to say no.

"I couldn't last Mark. It feels so good I know I'd lose it."

"All right! We'll wait half an hour and then try it."

"What about you Mark? You don't have to wait do you?"

"No! But I will and we'll do it together."

Andy took no notice. He knew how Mark was feeling so he didn't give him any choice.

"Well! You can have one plateau now and then another one with me."

With the practiced tricks that Andy had learnt, he quickly build Mark close to his plateau, kept him there for five minutes, then finished him off. He watched closely as Mark's juice squirted and wondered how long it would be before he would be able to produce as much. While Mark was recovering Andy pressed his cock next to Mark's to see the difference.

"What are you doing?"

"I've got a long way to go Mark. My cock's like a toy next to yours."

"No it's not! It's already great and it's just going to get better."

"It's not as good as yours."

"I know! It's better! That's why you're a special and I'm not."

"I think that's crazy Mark. Look at you. You're much better looking than I am, all your muscles are perfect and you're so friendly. You're already special."

Mark pulled Andy down on top of him and for another ten minutes not a word was said while their mouths were locked together and their bodies pressed close. Mark broke away, rolled them over so Andy was underneath then reached for a tube on the bed-head. As Andy slid into Mark he gasped in disbelief at how good this felt. It brought on an immediate buzz and when he opened his eyes again he was already pushing in and out.

"No! Stop Andy! You've still got another twenty minutes."

Oh my God! How was he going to do it? With an effort of will he forced himself to stop moving.

"I don't think I can. It's too strong a feeling."

They worked it out between them. Andy didn't move, Mark didn't move, and for five minutes Andy played with the boner waving in his face. Somehow he got used to the powerful feelings and very slowly and carefully started moving his cock. A couple of movements only at first before stopping, then gradually he worked out a pattern of an in and out and a rest for about ten seconds before doing it again. He nearly lost it when Mark experimented and clenched tight around him, and when he recovered from that he found he could actually keep moving non-stop as long as he did it ever so slowly.

"Are you all right Andy? Sweat's pouring off you."

"Yes! It just feels so good I have to fight not to go crazy. Don't move will you Mark or it'll all be over."

Mark smiled and watched the expressions of passion on Andy's face for a few more minutes. Then he started his own slow movements in counterpoint, going back when Andy went forward and vice versa. Andy's eyes widened and locked onto Mark's.

"Keep it slow Andy and see how long you can last."

Andy's lust built with every movement. A couple of times he gave an involuntary faster shove till his plateau burst on him. For nearly four minutes of mind blowing pleasure he bucked and thrust, unable to stop, surprising himself with the realisation that he had an element of control. He had to keep moving, but he could stop himself from withdrawing. He started to ejaculate, the mighty clenchings in his groin giving him an unbelievable feeling of release with each powerful emission. The groans and gasps of his plateau changed to a strangled kind of yell then stopped when he had to fight to get enough air in his lungs. His heart pounded like a hammer in his chest and the words Jim had said about his system being under strain went through his mind. God! That was for sure. As he recovered he looked up and saw Mark staring at him. Mark! He needed to plateau too. Andy gathered his strength and started on Mark's cock. It didn't take long and now it was Andy's turn to have a tiger riding him. To his amazement the movement of Mark on his boner was making it respond. It was almost a feeling of relief when Mark finished and flooded Andy's chest. Andy could tell from the amount of response in his cock that continued movement would lead him to another plateau and at the moment he'd had enough. They lay close together for a few minutes and Mark stirred.

"Hey! Wake up Andy. Andy?"

When Andy woke up it was half an hour later and some hands were poking in his stomach.

"Hey! Come on! You can't sleep forever. I'm starving and you need a shower before we eat."

Andy was starving too, now that it was mentioned, but the shower was definitely needed. Inevitably Mark's hands gave him a boner when they washed each other and now as they approached the dining-room Andy was embarrassed. He was certainly used to having a boner by now, but not in front of others, and especially not when it was a group, like he could see through the glass windows.

"Don't worry Andy! Most of them have already seen you at lunchtime. I can see Daniel there, so most of them will probably have boner's anyway."

There were eight guys in the dining-room and Andy knew them all except for two who were introduced as William and Michael. Daniel and Josh were there as well as Brendan and Toby. They were all naked and as they stood up to collect different foods Andy saw that they all had the standard large sized boners. The food was fantastic again and Andy was surprised at how much he was eating. The guys were so friendly that Andy forgot about his boner till Mark grabbed it under the table and gave him a buzz. When he opened his eyes everyone was looking at him.

"Mark! Did you just give Andy a buzz?"

Mark nodded and Brendan went on.

"Does he always close his eyes like that?"

Mark nodded again.

"Wow! Why do you close them Andy?"

"I don't know! I can't help it. It just happens."

They all started talking about their buzzes then and Daniel caused general merriment when he went from one to another testing out their buzz-factor as he called it. Andy discovered that they could all tell what was happening around them but didn't feel like reacting. Andy was storing up questions in his mind and when they got back to the suite he asked Mark.

"How come Brendan and Toby weren't wearing clothes?"

"They don't like them. They only use them at the medical centre."

They had buzzes too, so they must have had this treatment as well?"

Mark got a glint in his eye.

"They volunteered for it. They must have thought they had toys when the rest of us were real men."

"Ha! Very funny!"

"Don't worry Andy! I like playing with toys. You know the old saying, toys for the boys."

This led to a friendly wrestle and when a couple of toys got excited they headed for the bed again.

"So there it is Andy. You've been a slacker all your life haven't you?"

Andy was feeling totally embarrassed. Trevor had shown him the results for some of the tests from yesterday, which had very high scores, and was now telling him off.

"You've never worked hard at anything have you? It was always so easy for you that you got through without trying. Well that's all changed now and I'm going to work your butt off. I'll be your slave-driver from hell. You're going to study till your eyeballs fall out. Do you get the message?"

At least he was smiling, but Andy was getting the message loud and clear.

"Andy! These results are way above the norm and in fact they're the best I've seen here. You're not big-headed so I know you won't be telling anyone else that you're better than they are. I normally don't show these results but I want you to understand exactly why you're going to work so hard. It's my responsibility to get the best out of everyone who comes in here, and that's what I'm determined to get out of you. I've never seen such a waste of potential. Tell me! What were your favourite subjects in your last year of school?"

"Um! English, economics and psychology."

"Ha! And what subjects do you think you're going to concentrate on here?"

Andy really didn't have a clue.

"The same ones?"

"No Andy! Maths! And in the next twelve months you're going to finish a three-year maths degree."

"Maths! I hate maths."

"Oh yes! Why is that?"

"It's too hard."

Trevor straight out laughed at him.

"Andy! Your raw scores are as good as mine and I'm a professor. At the same time you'll be studying science, modern literature, accounting and writing several novels."

There was silence while Andy tried to take this in.

"That's shocked you hasn't it? But according to yesterday's tests that's what you'll do best at. You've got more tests today and if they say anything different we'll change it. I don't think they will though."

Andy's mind was in a total whirl. Maths and science sounded like the hardest things he could think of. And writing novels? It was crazy.

"Don't panic Andy! These results are proof that you can do it and I'll be helping you all the time. In fact for the first month I'm going to start you an hour earlier than everyone else and work exclusively with you till the others arrive at nine. Now, we'll do those diagnostics next and then I'll get you started on your interactive learning program."

Andy didn't even see Mark until one o'clock because Trevor kept him in his office. In fact he was concentrating so hard on everything he had to take in, he hardly thought of him, but as soon as they saw each other, two boners popped up. Trevor seemed to enjoy this and told them to give each other a buzz.

"Go on Mark! Andy's had a few shocks this morning and I'm sure he needs a change."

On the way to the dining-room Mark wanted to know what Trevor meant about the shocks.

"You wouldn't believe it Mark. He reckons he's going to make me do degrees and stuff. He's even taking me for an extra hour each day before everyone else starts."

"Wow! Is he? He's never done that before. He must be really pleased with you."

Pleased? Andy didn't think he'd sounded very pleased with him. He wasn't going to talk about that part though because Trevor had been right. After their meal they went straight to the training centre, as Jim had sent word for them to go there. He was interested to hear what they'd done with the catamaran and then he was pleased to hear that Andy had enjoyed it.

"Great! That's good because you're coming out with me this afternoon for a big training session. I want to assess your attitude and how well you listen and learn. Trevor tells me to expect a lot. Now let's go to my office."

He grabbed Andy by the neck and led the way. There was an exercise mat on the floor and they had to sit on it.

"Good! Now give each other a buzz please. I want to have another look at Andy's reaction." When Andy opened his eyes he looked at Jim because he was saying his name.

"Andy! Did you hear me while your eyes were closed? No? Now! Tell me Mark, how are things between you, and what are you doing with each other?"

Mark explained very matter-of-factly everything that went on between them.

"That's good Mark! How come you haven't done any oral?"

"We just haven't got round to it and I wasn't sure if Andy was ready yet."

"He is! Do a full sixty-nine tonight till you both plateau. He doesn't have to swallow if he doesn't want to. Andy! Is anything worrying you?"

"Um! Mark's been letting me inside him and I want to do the same for him but I'm too scared because he's so big."

"That's just being sensible! Tell me! Do you really want to?"

"Not really! But it wouldn't be fair if I can do it to him and he can't do it to me."

"And you'd let him do it just to be fair? Mark! You have got a good one haven't you? Andy! Don't worry about it. We'll start getting you ready straight away and I guarantee you're going to love it. Even more than Mark does. Mark! You know what to do, but don't actually enter Andy for at least another week, and then only when he truly wants it. Now Mark! Is there anything on your mind?"

"Yes! Last night when Andy had his plateau just before tea I got worried because it seemed so strong. He was sweating like crazy and I could feel his heart going so fast. I'm meant to keep him awake now, but it didn't seem right, so I let him sleep for half an hour."

"Was it the same later in the night?"

"We'll he goes crazy every time, but then it was like he normally does."

"Was there something different between the two times?"

"Yes! We had to wait like you told us and we were building up for ages."

"How long for?"

"Um! Nearly an hour."

"I see! All right! Get going and show me. Do the same things you did last night."

Away they went. Jim started eating a meal that the chef's helper brought down and didn't seem particularly interested till Mark slid down onto Andy's cock and he saw the strong reaction it gave him. It was almost six hours since Mark and Andy had been together just before breakfast, and once again he almost lost it in the first few moments. He hung on though and gradually started up the slow movement routine he'd used the day before.

"Is that all you can do Andy?"

"If I... Do... Any.... More... I'll... Lose.... Control."

"How long did you last like this yesterday Mark?"

"Nearly twenty minutes and then I started moving too."

"Well let Andy keep going an extra ten minutes today before you join in. Try your hardest to last for me won't you Andy? I'm amazed at how well you're doing already."

Andy managed to keep going, but once again it was such a concentrated effort that the sweat started pouring of him, and when Mark started moving he went into that incredibly exhausting plateau and ejaculation again. It was stronger this time and when he finished he didn't even try to help Mark, just lay there straining to breathe fast enough and feeling his heart race.

When he woke up Dr Kenna and Brendan were there as well, and all were looking at him.

"How are you feeling Andy?"

Andy felt all right, but with so many people waiting for his answer it made him wonder himself.

"I'm all right! I think! If you hadn't asked me I wouldn't have even worried."

"Good! Well! There's no need to. You've tricked us all again with the speed your body is responding to your treatment. There's nothing to worry about but I don't want you reaching that super response level till you're a lot fitter. First of all, no more of the prolonged teasing. Mark and Jim were under instructions to encourage that, as it's the normal procedure, but we'll start that up again as soon as we can."

He paused a moment and gave that wink.

"You can do it to Mark as much as you like though. The other important thing Andy, is for you to work extra hard at the fitness routines Jim's assigned you. Your endurance and strength need a big boost. I've instructed him to spend at least an hour each day with you personally, and monitor all your physical activity closely."

He nodded at Jim.

"It's really no different to what you normally do Jim, but Andy's given us enough surprises already. Andy! Your response levels have gone up faster than your body is coping with. It will all stabilise though, and in a few weeks you'll be having even stronger responses than now without your recovery system going into overdrive."

This time it was Mark who got the wink.

"After that, Mark can get his revenge for any teasing Andy has given him. Mark! We'll set you up with a voice link to the Medical Centre in case anything like this happens again. Mark and Jim! I'll be sending a commendation to the Big House for your quick responses. That's about it. Let Andy relax for half an hour. Getting Mark to give him a massage would be a good idea, and then you can go back to your normal tortures Jim."

Dr Kenna and Brendan left and then Jim grabbed a bottle of massage oil and a couple of towels.

"Tortures hey! I like the sound of that. You start now Mark and I'll be back in half an hour."

Andy relaxed on his back on the mat and watched Mark spread the oil on his chest and stomach.

"Wow! What happened Mark? I went to sleep and woke up with everyone round me."

"It looked more like you conked out Andy. Jim took your pulse and he nearly had a fit when he worked out how fast it was. He was on his intercom and the doctor got here about a minute later. They kept taking your pulse and checking your breathing at the start, but after about five minutes Dr Kenna stopped looking worried and said he was sure you were okay. Jim told him exactly what we were doing and then I had to tell him what it was like last night. It was scary Andy."

Andy saw the look in Mark's eyes and wanted to hug him, so he did. That put oil all over his chest, which made them both laugh, and then they were all right.

"Come on slave! Get with the massage. He's going to torture me in half an hour."

Mark sat down on him, squishing his groin but also bringing it to life. Andy wasn't feeling one bit tired now and he enjoyed every moment as the practiced hands worked their way over him. Jim was back before Mark finished and watched while Andy was wiped clean of all the oil.

"Give each other a buzz! It'll be tea-time before you see each other again."

The tests were postponed till the next day and after a quarter of an hour of non-stop swimming, well, as much as Andy could manage, and a quarter of an hour working with weights in the gym, they headed for the catamaran. Jim didn't go out in the open ocean, but followed the shoreline past the reef opening, till they came to an area where the reef line was further away from the beach. Jim was mostly in control while he made Andy watch, but this gradually changed till Andy was doing everything. Andy thought Jim was an excellent trainer because he explained everything as they went and made Andy explain it back to see how well he understood.

"Take us home Andy! That's enough for today. You didn't do too badly at all. We'll have another session tomorrow and you'll be ready for ocean solos."

It wasn't quite the end of the day. Andy still had to run a kilometre with him, and before he headed for the suite he felt his neck grabbed.

"You're trying hard Andy and I'm very pleased about that, but you've got a long way to go."

With legs aching and face flushed red, Andy couldn't argue, especially as Jim didn't show any sign of tiredness after they'd been jogging for the last ten minutes.

"I want you to meet me at eight o'clock in the morning and we'll fit in half an hour before you go to the learning centre."

"Um! Trevor says that's when I'm meant to be at the Learning Centre."

"Does he? What for?"

"I have to work with him for an extra hour each morning."

"You do? That's interesting. All right! I'll have a talk with him and work out a schedule between us."

There was music playing on the suite's sound system when Andy walked in and Mark was sitting on the long lounge seat. Mark's big smile set Andy's off and they came together for a buzz. Pulses of energy flashed through Andy as his cock grew in Mark's hand and the weariness of his body was forgotten as his desire flared. Mark understood his look and dragged him into the shower.

"Come on Andy! We'll do it here."

There was no mucking around, firstly because of Andy's new rules and also because the evening meal was already started. It felt great, standing in the shower with their bodies so close. Mark was washing Andy's front in the way they liked to do it, standing behind Andy with his boner pressed against his back and his arms reaching round to wash different areas. The warm water, slippery soapsuds and firm hands quickly sent Andy into his plateau and then his juice splattered on the tiles. They swapped positions and when Mark was finished they towelled off and headed for the meal. After tea they watched a movie, but Andy only saw a few minutes before his eyes closed and his body sagged against Mark. He half woke when Mark carried him to the bedroom then fully woke to the new sensation of Mark's mouth on his cock. Five minutes was all it took for his plateau to start and when he recovered he wished the two weeks was already up. Oh well! At least it meant extra time to tease Mark. By the time Andy went to sleep, cuddled next to Mark's warm body, he'd learnt the taste of cum.

For the next couple of weeks Andy worked harder than he ever had in his life and adapted to the five hours of studying at the Learning Centre. A couple of times he had to put in extra hours to catch up on some area, but he knew that Trevor was pleased with him and Andy worked very hard to keep it that way. The Training Centre totally wore him out, and by the evening meal he was always exhausted. His runs got further, his swims got longer, the weights got heavier and the damn circuit training numbers kept going up and up. The outside activities were the most exciting and Jim quickly gave him a basic proficiency in sailing, water-skiing, kayaking, scuba diving and climbing on the climbing wall in the gym. More activities would come later and then they were to cycle through again to get better still.

After a week of the no prolonged teasing rule, Jim called Mark and Andy in for a talk. He sat them on the exercise mat, got them to buzz each other and then tell him all the activities of the night before.

"That's good! I'm glad you're using lots of variety. Now! Dr Kenna's been talking to me and you've got lots of changes. He's satisfied that Andy's systems are sorting themselves out. Mark! It's time for you to start that teasing again. Keep it going as long as you can, but if there's any sign of that profuse sweating you stop straightaway, let him calm down for five minutes, then finish him quickly. We'll take you through it when Dr Kenna gets here. Now Andy! Mark's been helping you get ready to take his cock anally. I want you to spend more time each night on those exercises, twenty minutes to half an hour in fact, and when you finish see if he'll slide into you comfortably. You must stop if there's any sign of pain. Understand? We'll all be angry with you if you let it hurt you and you know that would upset Mark too. Just try again the next night. The exercises will work in the end. Ha! You know what I mean. You enjoy Mark stretching you with his fingers don't you Andy?"

Andy nodded.

"Well! There'd be something wrong if you didn't. Show me how you do the exercises Mark."

He passed the lubrication down and Andy knelt on the mat on all fours. Embarrassment at having two guys examining his rear end quickly passed, as the pleasure from Mark's finger movements sent strong messages through his whole groin and tightened his cock.

"Hmm! Not bad Mark but you're too gentle. These muscles are built with a lot of stretch so you can be firm and still not hurt. Watch this."

The first thing he did was push Andy's knees further apart.

"There! See how that opens him up!"

Andy jerked at the first touch of Jim's finger. It sure did feel stronger as it probed, swivelled and kneaded at different sections. It withdrew and Mark took over again.

"Yes! That looks better. I reckon a couple more nights will probably do. Okay! That's enough of that."

He passed a hand towel to Mark.

"On your back Andy and kneel over him Mark. Good! Now gently and steadily rub your fingers on Andy's nipples, aureoles if you want to be precise."

Andy drew in a breath as all the surrounding skin tightened with a feeling like super goose-bumps, and flashes of heat and lust flared in his groin.

"Yes! See how he likes that? At least ten or fifteen minutes every day from now on are the instructions from Dr Kenna. In another week you'll be able to give him a plateau by doing that. Use your mouth and your tongue too. No! Not now Mark. Move down to his balls. Wrap your hand round the whole sac and keep tugging it gently. Once again for at least fifteen minutes each day. Evidently he's going to like that enormously. Now! The next area is round the base of his cock. They said you know exactly where because it flared up like a rash when they treated him. That gets the same stimulation. The last area is his back entrance and it's the same story."

Mark was still tugging at Andy's balls while he listened and Andy didn't want him to stop.

"It's this new nerve treatment of Dr Kenna's, and since you're the first we're keen to see the results. Evidently you can get a plateau from any of those areas if they're stimulated enough."

Andy touched the head of his cock.

"Um! You didn't say to do to anything here. That was treated too."

"I don't know about that. We'll ask Dr Kenna. Andy! Slide into Mark and get him to plateau. We'll be focused on you for the afternoon and he shouldn't miss out.

Mark's hand left Andy's balls, reached for the lubrication and then he moved forward to position himself.

"No! Don't do it that way. Lay on your back Mark, with Andy on top. He's got more control that way."

Instantly, Andy loved this new position. He slipped in, hung on tight to his feelings till he got them under control, then grabbed hold of Mark's boner and got to work. He loved this too, the looks of pleasure that his actions gave Mark and the feelings as his hands slid up and down. He asked if he should finish Mark straightaway and was told he could keep him going till Dr Kenna appeared. This turned out to be almost ten minutes so they had some fun together. When Dr Kenna walked in Andy had trouble. As soon as Mark's plateau started, the feelings on Andy's cock from the clenching and movement, sent his arousal sky high and he wondered if he should pull himself out in case his own plateau started. He didn't have to, but that three minutes really set his cock on fire and he only just managed to last the time. Mark quietened, stopped moving and then left everything to Andy who also stopped moving till his passion subsided.

"Andy! Build yourself up till you're close then hold it there. Twenty minutes at least and then we'll get Mark to make you feel even better."

"Um! I am built up. Just being inside Mark does it straightaway."

"It does? Good! Keep moving all the time then."

Sheba! The doctor expected him to keep moving? It was going to be awfully slow then. Andy tried but after ten minutes he had to stop to keep from losing control. His cock wanted to plunge deep and fast. At twenty minutes Mark started making him feel even better by squeezing him tight and moving in the opposite direction. Oh God! It was so good, that in his effort to keep going Andy lost all attention to anything round him.

"Stop!"

The voice was firm and forceful.

"No movement of any kind for five minutes. Mark! If you see that strained look on Andy's face it's your signal to stop everything. If you feel his heart pounding without strong physical activity that's another signal. If I'm right it should be pounding now."

Mark grabbed Andy's wrist and Dr Ken a laughed.

"Just feel his chest Mark! If you can't feel it there, there's nothing to worry about."

Andy knew his heart was pounding but it was slowing rapidly and Mark's hand on his chest felt nice. Dr Kenna asked about Andy's fitness and Andy heard Jim saying how pleased he was with his rapid progress.

"Yes! He has got more vitality about him. How long before you'll have him at target levels Jim?"

"At least four weeks Dr, and his endurance will take longer."

"And what is his attitude like? I've been checking your program and it's extremely exhausting."

Andy squirmed as Jim grabbed him by the neck and squeezed.

"Optimum Dr. Kenna! For someone who's been a lazy slob all his life I can't fault him for his efforts."

"Wonderful! I'm getting an almost identical report from Trevor too. Have you discussed his nerve treatments yet?"

"Yes! He wondered about his helmet. You left that out of your instructions."

"Good question! All right Mark. A quarter of an hour on that each day as well."

Andy saw him wink at Mark this time.

"That should get three plateaus out of him."

He laughed at the look on Andy's face.

"That's already the most erotic part of your body Andy and now it has double the number of nerves. You get plenty of stimulation there without needing extra. Okay! That's enough rest. See how long you can last this time."

After fifteen minutes, the recovery response as Dr Kenna called it, kicked in and Andy had to stop for another rest.

"Okay! Once more!"

Again? Andy couldn't believe them but away he went, with his cock like steel and his efforts to restrain his natural instincts causing continuous moans. Again a rest and then on to plateau. With his groin on fire he plunged into Mark for nearly four minutes, erupted with those powerful clenches then collapsed. His heart was pounding and sweat was pouring off but he quickly recovered. Everyone was looking at him, Mark smiling and the other two with full attention.

"Well! That was impressive wasn't it Jim? Mark! Take Andy through what you've just done every night. Tell Jim each day how long before he needs to have the rest. When he can manage to last an hour without one I'd like to know. It will be about a week. Andy! After you've had your evening meal I want you to completely rest for an hour. Sleep if you can. Jim! Once Andy reaches you in the afternoon I want him to be kept in a state of constant arousal where possible. If there's no one else round you might have to buzz him yourself. Keep that going while he's on your concentrated fitness program. Andy! I want you at the medical Centre for a short check up at five o'clock this afternoon."

Dr Kenna left and Jim sent Andy and Mark for a quick cleanup.

"And then go straight to the gym. Both of you."

Mark was to be with him? This was a departure from the normal routine and they both wondered what it meant.

"You can work with Andy this afternoon Mark, and show him how everything should be done. The timetable's wrecked for the day as it is. Onto the mat for twenty minutes of wrestling. Don't go easy on him Mark. I suspect you'll only be able to beat him for another three or four weeks anyway, so make the most of it. Show Andy some of the basic holds and don't take any time out for sex. Twenty minutes of circuits, twenty minutes of swimming, a hard kilometre run and then I've got something new for both of you."

The wrestling was fun, even if Mark threw him around like his favourite stuffed toy. The circuits were the usual torture, the swimming was hard but Andy realised he'd enjoyed it and the run was exhausting. Mark said it was great working with Andy -- it was like going on holiday. When they got back from the run Jim was unpacking some clothing. Clothing? Andy felt strange putting it on but soon they were both decked out in brand new fencing gear and learning the fundamentals.

"Okay Andy! That's it! Everything is proceeding well with your treatments and your general health is excellent. For your own interest your penis is now 11 mms longer and your testicles 15% larger than when you first arrived. You'll be starting to notice the difference yourself from now on and you'll be pleased with the result. Leave the patches on for another hour and we'll check you again in another two weeks."

Andy looked at his reflection. With Mark standing beside him, the big bathroom mirror made it feel like there were four of them.

"Do you think it looks bigger Mark? He said its grown 11 milliimetres."

They were both looking closely at the image in front of them, Andy because of the different perspective it gave.

"Definitely! It's getting scary."

"Funny one! They said I'm going to end up being bigger than you. Not by much, but my balls will be a lot bigger."

Mark reached across to check them out.

"Are they much bigger? I think they are but it's hard to tell."

"I know! I can't tell either, but he said 15%."

Andy pressed himself against Mark's hand and told him to leave it there for fifteen minutes.

"What? Have you changed your mind? A minute ago you said we'd take those patches off."

"We will, but after fifteen minutes. I wouldn't want to stop you doing your job."

The patches, to stimulate growth, were three blue strips stuck onto his cock, two on the front and one on the back. They stretched almost the whole length and took the place of the injections which everyone else had received. Mark was stirring him for being a wimp and having a cock so weak it was held together by band-aids. There'd been quite a stir when Andy arrived for his evening meal with his colourfully adorned cock and Brendan explained that they worked like nicotine patches for people who wanted to quit smoking.

"The chemicals dissolve in gradually and they're meant to be more effective. It's much better than having that needle stuck into you."

No one disagreed with that because they'd all been through it but then they were laughing about getting the patches off.

"God! Imagine it! That's going to be painful Andy."

Brendan had the answer for that too.

"No it's not! The adhesive on them dissolves if you put detergent on it."

"Detergent? Ha! You'll have to soak your cock in dishwashing liquid Andy. Can we come and watch?"

"No he won't. There's detergent in your hair shampoo. He just has to shampoo it for five minutes."

"Five minutes? Hey Andy! Can I do that for you?"

"No way Josh! That's an assistant's job. I'll do it."

"Mark's his assistant Daniel. Not you. And anyway it's a medical thing so Toby and I should do it."

"Hey! We'll all do it. What time will we come over Mark?"

Mark grinned at them.

"If I let you lot get at him we'd need Brendan and Toby there to cart him off to the Medical Centre. And when I do it, I'll have trouble making him last five minutes anyway."

After the shower was finished and the patches gone, they moved to the bedroom. With all the things Mark had to do, Andy knew his cock was going to be busy for over two hours and he was really looking forward to it. The cock-teaser session, as they called it, was the most powerful lot of sensations Andy had felt yet, and he wanted more. He was going to make it just as good for Mark too, by teasing him at the same time and he couldn't wait to see Mark's reaction when he realised what was happening.

"Oh my God Andy! The whole time?"

"Well if I can do it, you should be able to too."

"It'll just about drive us crazy."

A look passed between them, they both grinned and without another word went straight ahead. Mark got on his back, and after applying plenty of lube, Andy positioned himself and slid right in. He loved this moment when the pressure built around his cock-head and flowed like a warm glove to the very base of his shaft. That one move was all that he could cope with for a few moments till he adapted to the rush of pleasure. Tonight he left himself fully inserted for several minutes while they shared a friendship kiss, but then it was time to get going. Andy lifted his chest, started moving his cock and took hold of Mark's boner. Mark let out a sigh of pleasure which made Andy feel great. Cautiously he worked out a pattern of synchronising his hand movement with the inward thrust of his cock. He had to be careful because too much pressure or movement on Mark's boner would cause him to clench tighter and send extra waves of excitement. After five minutes they worked it out, and settled to a steady action which had them both moaning and gasping. Mark suddenly lifted his hands and rested them on Andy's nipples. Once again Andy had to pause while he adjusted to the new input which was almost like a kind of mini-buzz. Twenty minutes they lasted, before Andy had to stop to let his body calm down, then away they went again. Gradually Andy had to slow his movements as the feelings intensified, each stroke of his cock an exquisite torture, the need for both of them to erupt into force or movement barely contained. After fifteen minutes Andy was forced to take another rest, and then he could only last ten minutes before a final rest. Andy pressed his chest against Mark's and waited with anticipation till they could finish each other off. It was nice feeling his heart beating so close. Andy's hand started sliding, spreading the constant dribble of liquid and immediately his cock was squeezed strongly. Quick as thought, an unspoken contest started between them, to make the other plateau first.

Mark bucked rapidly. Andy's hand raced. The frenzy of Andy's plateau sent him plunging powerfully till release came at the end of it. He kept his hand working, triggering Mark's plateau. They writhed in their ecstasy, the one above trying to force himself ever further inside Mark, the one below fighting for faster contact with Andy's hand. Mark arched his back and started jetting, each contraction transferring its pressure to Andy's cock. By the time he finished, Andy's own jets had started. Neither of them moved now, except for small touches, till Mark started nibbling on Andy's neck, blowing in his ear and generally waking him up.

"Andy! You're the best."

Grinning with pleasure Andy slid himself out. After a cleanup and some fruit juice from the wall fridge it was time for all the other training. Time to lie with warmth in his chest and fire in his groin while Mark caressed his nipples. Time for his cock to stand rigid and pulsing while the base of its shaft was held. Time for his balls to churn while they were tugged and teased. Time to kneel with the strange sensation of Mark's fingers and the soft rubber dildo preparing his backside. And time to taste Mark's juice when they finished with each other's cocks in their mouths. So Andy's training continued. On the third night, after twenty minutes of loosening and a couple of tries, Mark's cock slid into Andy without causing any pain. They were both excited, Andy because it had finally happened and he'd be able to return all the times he'd been inside Mark, and Mark because he'd been wanting this for so long.

"Yes! Andy I'm in! Are you all right?"

"Um! It's very tight!"

"Keep still! We'll wait a while."

When the tight feeling lost its edge, Mark slowly pushed a little further in and waited, then again till he was completely inserted. Andy couldn't believe how full he felt. It was hard to imagine that all of Mark's cock was somehow inside him. Mark was very patient and careful, leaving it to Andy to initiate any action till that was unnecessary, and he could happily use his cock. Each night was a new experience for Andy. The new nerves developed, his system adapted and by the time they performed for Jim again there was no need for the five-minute rest. He was delighted, but then pushed the training harder.

"Excellent Andy! Now for this week you have to hold off your plateau but build up more speed and energy in your actions. I expect you to last for an hour of constant activity before you have your plateau."

This was unbelievably hard for Andy because the new nerves were now 100% effective and at the end of the time he'd hardly made any progress. Jim wasn't very pleased and told them to have two of these hour sessions each night then apologised the next day after he'd asked Dr Kenna about it and found that Andy had actually done better than expected. Andy had his two-week check-up and found that his cock was now 21 millimetres longer, his balls 28% larger and that his volume of sperm was starting to increase. By the end of the next two weeks Andy was a very different person. His body looked toned and healthy, his muscles had great definition and strength, and Jim was pleased with the way his endurance was building. His daily study under Trevor's guidance was working so successfully that he was now confident that he could cope with the accelerated courses he was doing. He discovered he enjoyed the maths as Trevor predicted, loved the Literature work and was writing a story with a main character called Mark. The most important goal he was given was to get better and better at sex and the two, or sometimes three hours he spent with Mark each night was the best thing of all in his busy, busy day. His cock was yet another centimetre longer, his balls were almost half as big again as they had been and he couldn't wait to catch up to everyone else.

"This is what I want you to aim for."

Andy and Mark, lying together on the exercise mat after the usual demonstration, gave their full attention to Jim.

"Mark! It's your job to make Andy have as many plateaus as you can. And Andy! You have to learn to control yourself so that you have as few as possible. This will be your main focus for a long while now and I expect you to spend an hour on it each night. Take a second hour where you do whatever you like as long as you're active and have at least two plateaus. Then if you want to you can take a third hour as well. Dr Kenna wants you to keep your balls very busy for the next four weeks Andy, so we'll need to arrange for Mark to give you an extra plateau at midmorning and mid afternoon. I'll tell Trevor about the mornings and Mark can work with you in the afternoons. The only problem left is to make sure you have a plateau during the night. Your sleeping pattern is excellent, according to Dr Kenna and he doesn't want it to be interrupted so he's trying something new. It means you'll have to sleep with your cock inside Mark. You can work out what positions you like best between you but I'm fairly certain it will be with Mark spooned in front."

Andy's quick glance told him that Mark was just as amazed as he was.

"Do you mean we stay like that all might?"

"For four hours at least. Dr Kenna says you'll probably soften off and slip out after your plateau."

"But what if one of us moves? And how will we wake up? We'll have to get an alarm of some kind."

"Dr Kenna's not worried about you moving. He doesn't think you will as long as you're comfortable, and you won't have to wake up because they'll set you off through your earplug."

Andy listened in disbelief.

"You mean I'll have a plateau while I'm asleep?"

"Yes! It sounds amazing doesn't it? Evidently it will wake you up for a while but once you get used to it you won't even know."

Andy wondered about Mark but that was answered too.

"It will be the same for you Mark. When Andy has his plateau he'll wake you with the force of his movements, but then you'll adapt and all you'll remember is having a very erotic dream. Now! Let's get active. I'm starting you on the squash courts in an hour and a half so I want fifteen minutes of circuits, an hour of non-stop swimming and Andy's next plateau to happen before you get there. We'll have an hour of coaching for both of you and then you can do a six-kilometre run. No! Make that an eight-kilometre run. Squash will be easy till you've learned a few skills."

Four hours later Andy reached the stage of exhaustion that was normal for this time of the day. He was quite excited because he'd discovered that for the first time he could do more laps in the pool than Mark and almost keep up with him on the running. They were both on a high with this new program, which meant they'd be doing everything together, and their shower had lots more hugging than usual. As soon as they got back from the meal, Mark made Andy lie down for a head massage and the soothing movements quickly helped his tired body to relax into a deep sleep. An hour later Andy woke and gazed at Mark asleep beside him. His mouth was slightly open as usual, and Andy smiled to himself. He stirred Mark about being an old man because of it but in fact he really liked it and after a while he carefully pushed his pointer finger past the soft lips. There wasn't quite a big enough gap between Mark's teeth but Andy didn't let that stop him, and pushed the bottom teeth down. They moved quite easily and Andy's finger moved further in till it was warm and wet from Mark's tongue. Nothing happened, so Andy started little movements. What an interesting feeling! It wasn't smooth and slippery like he'd expected, instead he could feel all the tiny bumps on its surface. Mark's head moved slightly and then Andy's finger was held by a gentle bite between his first and second knuckle. This changed to suction, back again to some soft nibbles and then to strong pressure from Mark's tongue before he opened his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

Andy understood the garbled words and took his finger away.

"I don't know! You had your mouth open again and I just felt like it. Your tongue is weird. It feels like sandpaper except its soft."

"Soft sandpaper? I must be having a crazy dream. Let me see what yours feels like."

When this little ritual was over they were both wide awake and Andy started tickling Mark's belly button and watching him wriggle and squirm.

"Torturer!"

"So? Do you want me to stop?"

Mark pretended to think about this.

"All right! You can keep going as long as you let me hold your balls."

They both grinned as Mark went ahead without waiting for an answer. His hand went round Andy's sac in the familiar practiced manner and started the tugging and soft squeezing that had such a strong effect. Andy's toes curled, every muscle in his body tightened, and his eyes closed involuntarily till his buzz was finished.

"God! Who's the torturer now?"

Andy wriggled his groin to get a stronger feeling and totally forgot about Mark's belly button.

"Hey! What about me?"

Mark wasn't being bossy or annoyed. He was completely used to Andy doing this and understood it was his extra strong feelings that caused it. Andy tickled him a few more times then stopped when the pleasure in his balls took over again. The gentle touch continued and now it was Andy's mouth that opened. His sighs of enjoyment stopped and his mouth shut when a finger brushed his lips. There was a laugh and Mark changed his grip to the top of Andy's cock.

"So? Who's got their mouth open this time? Are you ready?"

"Ready?"

"For me to be your boss for an hour."

"Ha! You're always bossing me."

"Not like I'm going to. This will be the best fun ever."

An hour later Andy closed his eyes and held Mark close till they both recovered some energy. His cock was stuffed deep and when he went to pull it out Mark stopped him by wrapping his legs round and holding tight.

"No! Stay inside me please Andy. You know it makes me feel the best and we still have to keep going for another hour."

At least they could take their time now. Andy's mind was kind of foggy from all the plateaus and the overwhelming feelings that Mark had been giving him non-stop, and he wondered how on earth he was meant to be able to get any control for himself. Mark had made him do deep plunges as fast as he could manage them, and every time his balls were squeezed the new nerve endings in his sac and the base of his cock sent a burst of extra pleasure rushing through. At the most he'd been able to last for six or seven minutes before going into a plateau.

"That was a piece of cake Andy. I got you five times tonight without using any of our tricks and I reckon I'll make it six tomorrow."

"Well I got you three times and I'll make it four."

Mark grinned and said he didn't mind then pulled Andy's head down for a long friend's kiss and for another five minutes they enjoyed just being close.

"Let's go slow now!"

This meant that he wanted both of them to hold their plateaus off and muck round for probably half an hour, so Andy pressed himself deep as a mini surge of desire flushed through his body.

"As long as we swap places when we finish."

After that they were both so tired they didn't even think of using the third hour that Jim had talked about and quickly fell asleep cuddled together and comfortably spooned. Andy did wake up four hours later but as soon as his plateau finished, sleep's fingers tangled his brain again. This nightly pattern continued for another four weeks and as far as Andy was concerned it just got better and better. He kept telling Jim that Mark was an evil demon with all his demands in the mad hour, but all this got was a laugh and encouragement for Mark to try even harder. For a start Andy had almost no control but by the end of the time he was able to bring the six plateaus down to three, no matter what Mark got him to do. Dr Kenna was totally pleased with all Andy's progress and had a big talk with him after doing an extra long and thorough checkup.

"Well Andy! We're delighted with you. You're a real success story. There were a few surprises on the way but your treatment is finished now and everything has stabilised perfectly. Do you want to hear the details?"

"Yes please Dr. "

"OK! First of all your penis has grown an extra 47 millimetre in its soft condition. We were aiming for 44 millimetre but you went a bit extra. We thickened it just enough to keep it in proportion, and gave it a slight taper down to the base as well. Your testicles have had a 76 per cent increase in size and almost doubled their sperm production. They've also doubled their testosterone output, which is going to keep you feeling extremely randy all the time. Your plateaus have settled to a range between four and five minutes and your body has adapted so well that you can maintain an erection indefinitely, though we'll give you a rest in the mornings while you're in the education Centre. Semen output has more than tripled and you now produced the highest quantity I know of. Your sexual responses are so powerful that it's very important for you to keep in top physical condition. I'm not worried about that because Jim is in charge there and he tells me you've improved way beyond his expectations. I understand that he still wants you to build your endurance more so you'll work at that won't you?"

Andy nodded.

"We're all very pleased and I hope you're proud of yourself. You like your changes don't you? Mark tells me you do."

Andy blushed slightly as he talked to Dr Kenna.

"Yes! I do! It makes me feel great because everyone tells me how good I look. They keep saying I've got the best um.... Package on the island."

"Well they're right about that Andy! None of them can do as much and none of them have such strong feelings as you do. We weren't just trying to make you bigger, that's easy. I could have made your penis twice the length it is now and twice as thick too, but it would look grotesque and wouldn't work as well as it does. The same with your testicles. They are the biggest on the island, but that's only because they were larger than normal to start with."

He gently took them in his hand and rolled them between his fingers.

"See! They've kept their shape and firmness beautifully. They're just the right size for the job and they've kept their natural look."

He let go then rested his hand on Andy's shoulder.

"Your treatment here is finished Andy and you won't be throwing any more of those surprises at us. Your body wants constant sex now and you'll need a big session for an hour or two every day, besides some relief in the morning and at midday. All that's left is for you to gain more control, and Jim tells me you're already doing a great job there. I'll still be giving you a check-up once a fortnight which will take about an hour but it will be routine."

Andy left the medical centre feeling very happy. It was the longest session he'd had with Dr Kenna and after the first hour of physical checks and tests, they'd talked for another hour and a half. Every single one of his questions, minor and major, had been answered and the doctor had even given answers for questions he hadn't thought of. So! He had the biggest balls! That was going to be fun stirring Mark about.

A week later Andy's new routine was broken.

"Andy! I've just had word that you're wanted at the Big House in half an hour. I think the patron is going to have a talk to you so have a quick shower before you go."

Butterflies attacked Andy's stomach and thoughts started racing through his mind.

"What does he want me for?"

"I don't know Andy. He's the boss. Not me!"

Andy's nervousness must have been obvious because Trevor laughed at him.

"There won't be anything to worry about Andy. Just be yourself and speak openly and honestly. He's had constant reports about you and you know they're all good. I understand that he's already impressed with you and I'm sure you'll like him. Almost everybody does. Go on! Off you go!"

From the big shade trees at the lagoon, Andy followed the walking trail which led to the Big House. After a couple of minutes the trees ended and he came to a cleared grassy area bordering another lagoon. Set back 150 metres from the white sandy shore was his destination. No wonder they called it the Big House. As he took in the surroundings, a movement near the beach caught his eye. There was a guy, waving his hand in a beckoning gesture, so Andy walked towards him. The guy stood up and walked towards Andy.

"Hi there! It's Andy isn't it?"

"Yes!"

"I'm Neil! There's a hold up at the house and I'm here to look after you till we get a call."

He was a great-looking guy with a friendly smile and Andy thought he must be one of the staff from the house. He was completely naked, with jet black hair, darkly tanned skin and strong looking muscles. Andy guessed he must have been treated by Dr Kenna because like all the young guys on the island, he had a large, nice looking cock, jutting out over tight bulging balls. He held out his hand and Andy automatically took it. With a shock, Andy realised it was like touching Mark. He felt so warm and alive. For a space, he stood there with his hand gripped by Neil's, and with some embarrassment felt his cock coming to life.

"Let's move into the shade and sit down Andy. We might as well make ourselves comfortable."

Neil moved beside Andy, and resting his arm across his neck and shoulder, led the way to the shady seat. By the time they sat down Andy was at full mast and wondering what Neil must be thinking of him. He was going to have it when he went to the Big House too, because it would stay hard for several hours now. Neil spoke up as if he knew what Andy was thinking.

"I can see why they picked you Andy. You're a great looking guy. They'll really approve of you at the house."

Andy gave an uncomfortable grin. He didn't quite know how to respond to the compliments.

"Do you work at the Big House then?"

As soon as he said it he felt awkward again. What a stupid question. What else would he be doing? Neil would think he was a dork. He didn't though. Well if he did he hid it well because his face lit up in a powerful smile, which showed white teeth against his dark skin.

"I sure do! It never ends and I never know what's going to happen next. But what about you? I hear they keep everyone busy at the training centre too.

"Yes! They do! I have to get up at six o'clock each morning and there's always something to be doing all day. They keep saying things will settle down and there'll be spare time but I don't reckon they ever will."

"You don't? Why not?"

"As soon as they get something finished they always find something new. If Jim eases off then Trevor gives me extra stuff, and then Jim find something he reckons I should be better at, so we have to fit that in somehow."

"Why don't you complain? They're not meant to be unfair to anyone. I could look into it for you if you like."

Andy looked at him with astonishment.

"No! I didn't mean it like that! It's hard, but I like it now. They just do it to help me and I'd feel bad if you said something against them."

"So they work you like a slave and you still like them?"

"Well Jim's scary when he wants to be, but underneath he's really kind. Trevor's scary too but in a friendly way, because he always seems to know what you're thinking. He makes you laugh and at the same time you want to show him you can learn stuff."

"Would you like to go back to your old life?"

Andy was slightly startled again. He hadn't thought about this for a long time now.

"Oh! No!"

"Really? Why not?"

"It's interesting here. For the first time in my life I feel like I'm doing good things and I'd miss Mark too much."

Andy stopped talking and they sat in silence for a few minutes. It was a comfortable silence though and Andy gazed at the beautiful surroundings with an occasional glance at Neil who looked rather thoughtful.

"I like you Andy! You're a nice guy. Come and I'll show you some things while we wait. It could be an hour and a half before we get a message."

They stood up, and once again Neil draped his arm companionably across Andy's shoulders. It surprised Andy, but after a few awkward moments of not being sure of quite how to react, he relaxed and started enjoying the feeling. When they reached the dazzling white sand they parted and dashed for the water. At this time of the day the sand was too hot to be comfortable.

"Whoo! That's better! Isn't the water great? Can you make it out to the pontoon Andy?"

It was a couple of hundred metres away but since Jim had had his way that was nothing. The clear water felt great and half way there Neil sped up. Andy sensed that Neil wanted to race so he put the power on and quickly took the lead. He could have gone way ahead but kept himself about a body length in front. Twenty metres from the pontoon Neil caught up, but Andy quickly adjusted and went ahead again. They scrambled onto the pontoon then quickly splashed water over the hot surface.

"So! You're competitive but kind! You could have beaten me by a lot more couldn't you?"

"You can blame Jim for that. We do more swimming than anything else."

Neil flashed that smile again then stood up.

"I've got a surprise for you. Follow me! Take a big breath though because we're going deep."

He did a beautiful clean dive and headed straight down. Andy quickly followed till he reached where Neil was holding a red rope with a small buoy at the top. There was a great explosion of bubbles and when they cleared Andy saw with his blurry vision that Neil was breathing through a small mouthpiece attached to an air hose. They were both holding the rope now and Andy took his turn with the mouthpiece. He adjusted the pressure in his ears, watched Neil take another turn with the air and then start hauling himself down the rope. Down? Andy could hardly believe it. He took several more big breaths from the dangling mouthpiece then followed. He had to fix the pressure in his ears again and and just when he was starting to feel the urgency to breathe he saw Neil's body disappear into some sort of structure. When Andy followed his head popped up into the air trapped in a small chamber.

"How's this Andy? Neat isn't it?"

Andy's astonishment grew as they climbed onto a platform, opened the door and went into another small chamber with barely enough room for the two of them. Neil pulled the door shut behind them then spun a wheel to seal it. His smile flashed again.

"Yes! Just like in a submarine. It's the same kind of door. Get ready to clear your ears."

He pulled a lever sitting flush above the door and for a minute Andy was occupied with re-adjusting his ears. Surprisingly the pressure went lower, even though they must be at least ten metres below the surface. They went through to a kind of tunnel and Andy watched as Neil spun the door shut behind them again, pulled a lever at the side and listened to the slight hum of hidden machinery.

"That equalises it with the outer chamber. Now let's go. That way leads up to the shore. You'll see it later when we leave."

For thirty metres the tunnel sloped slightly downwards before coming to another of the sealing doors.

"You go first Andy!"

Feeling a bit like a sailor on a submarine, Andy spun the wheel, swung the door open, stepped over the sealing lip and stopped dead in his tracks. He was under the ocean! Well of course he was, he'd known that as they walked down the tunnel-way, but here it felt like he was in it, like scuba-diving without the restrictions of mask and air apparatus. A long room stretched in front of him with walls made of glass, glass so clear it felt as if the walls weren't there and some strange force was miraculously holding the water back.

"Move in a bit Andy!"

Andy responded to the light pressure of Neil's hands on his shoulders and took a few steps forward before stopping again. He forgot the walls as his eyes focused further out onto the incredible scene of corals, plants and colourful fish. Entranced, he took a few more steps at more pressure from Neil's hands on his shoulders.

"So? Do you like this for a surprise?"

"I don't believe it!"

It took fifteen minutes to move down one side of the room and back along the other, and it would have been much longer if Neil's hands on his shoulders hadn't signalled to him to move every few minutes. When Neil finally swivelled him towards the centre of the room Andy kind of snapped out.

"My God Neil! I've never seen anything like this before."

"It's neat isn't it? Look at this stuff."

He now showed Andy the different features. The room was an elongated hexagonal shape just over fifteen metres long and six metres wide, with all the facilities sited in a clever design down the centre, never rising much more than a metre in height so that you could always see the windows on all sides. At the far end from the door, with a view through the glass walls on four sides of the hexagon, was a huge circular bed or reclining area. Behind that was an entertainment centre sunk into the floor, with an enormous three-metre screen, sound system and computer hook-up. Then came bench tops with kitchen facilities, an open shower area, a toilet with a low partition and then some storage lockers. Neil opened one to show some air tanks with mouthpieces.

"They're just a safety feature Andy in case something happened. I don't see how it could because they built the place five times over specifications."

Andy suddenly looked at the windows with new eyes.

"What about the glass windows?"

"You don't have to worry about them either. They're 3 inches thick and specially reinforced. They said they're the most expensive windows anywhere in the world and they could have used them even at a hundred metres. Hey! I'm hungry! How about some food?"

Andy hadn't thought about food with all the other things happening, but now it sounded great and he nodded his agreement.

"Yes! I'm always hungry nowadays."

"Good! But let's have a shower first. I like to wash the salt off after I've been in the ocean."

In the shower area, Neil lifted the adjustable shower-head, grabbed some soap and surprised Andy by rubbing it onto his back.

"You don't have to do that!"

"Doesn't your assistant wash you? I thought that's what happened at the training centre."

"Yes! But I wash him back so it doesn't feel like I'm better than him."

"Really? All right! You can wash me then."

Neil's hands sent shivers through Andy and he couldn't help giving a sigh of pleasure.

"Am I doing a good job? Well, let's do your front then."

He turned Andy round, rinsed his hair clean, then moved to his chest. At the touch on his nipples Andy gasped and felt his cock go to super hard mode, and when Neil's hands started moving even lower Andy felt a bolt of excitement and anticipation. A wet soapy hand spread the suds from top to bottom on his cock and sent him into a total buzz. When he opened his eyes of Neil was staring at him with a puzzled look.

"What happened?"

"You just gave me a buzz!"

"But your eyes were completely closed! I haven't seen that happen before."

"Dr Kenna says it's because my buzzes are so strong."

"I wasn't trying to give you a buzz. You don't mind do you?"

"No! It surprised me because it felt so good. No one except Mark has really given me one before."

"Will I finish washing you then Andy?"

Without thinking about it, Andy grabbed Neil in an impulsive hug.

"Yes please! You can wash me any time."

Neil smiled and finished, Andy took his turn, and when he reached Neil's groin he started massaging with the suds. It felt very strange to hold this, his second cock, and he marvelled at how it felt partly different and partly the same. The bolt of excitement returned and Andy wanted a lot more to happen.

"Oh my God Andy! Give me a buzz please!"

Neil's cock grew and stiffened. Not as fast as Andy was used to, but then Neil started groaning and his eyes lost their focus. It wasn't a long buzz, but it did mean that Neil had definitely been treated by Dr Kenna. When his buzz finished Neil returned the hug that Andy had given, but continued to hold their bodies together. For several minutes they stayed, front to front, with their cocks pressing and sliding in a continuous flood of sensations, till Neil suddenly pulled apart and took charge. He turned the shower off, grabbed the towel and when they were both dry led Andy to the big bed. He tossed the covers to one side, pressed Andy gently but definitely down to the soft silky sheets and lowered himself on top of him.

"I'm really hungry now Andy! But not for food."

Twenty minutes later Andy came out of his plateau, and immediately sent Neil into his. As usual it had felt wonderful, and as he watched Neil's body relax, Andy knew it was the same for him.

"Wow Andy! That was amazing! How did you do that?"

Andy had been surprised himself at the way he'd understood what Neil was feeling.

"I don't know Neil. I just did what I thought you wanted."

"Well I've never felt like that before. You made me feel special."

He traced his fingers over Andy's face then slowly over his shoulders, arms and chest, then down to his groin. Andy watched the look of fascination on Neil's face as his hands moved in exploration.

"You've got a fantastic cock Andy. You like me touching you don't you?"

"Touch the top. That's where it feels the best of all."

Neil's curious hands kept moving all the time.

"You're still as hard as a rock Andy! Don't you go soft?"

"I would have if you hadn't touched me after I finished my plateau, but now I'll stay hard for hours."

"And does it feel as good as before you came?"

"Hmm yes! It always feels good when I've got a boner."

Neil seemed fascinated by this and his eyes lit up when curling his hand round Andy's boner caused a long indrawn breath.

Andy! Are you ready to go again? It feels like it."

"I could go in a minute if you wanted me to."

"A minute? Are you sure?"

Andy didn't want Neil to think he was big-noting himself.

"True! They've changed my nerves and if I don't hold back it happens as quick as anything."

"Hold back? Were you holding back when we just did it?"

"We'll it's more fun that way and I could tell that was what you wanted."

"A minute! I bet you can't!"

"Go on then! It depends on you though. I can't do it by myself and if you just hold me without doing anything it will take longer."

"Okay! So what will I do to make it quicker?"

They were both smiling at the situation now and a minute later Andy started his second plateau. Neil knew how to make it great for Andy because he worked the raging cock all the way through, guided the great eruption of come onto his chest and stomach, then gently played while Andy went through his afterglow.

"You were right Andy! Could you do it a third time?"

"I could! But I'd slow down after that."

Neil laughed, rubbed Andy's cock as if he were going to start on it again, then got off the bed and pulled Andy after him.

"I'll believe you, but let's clean up and have that food now."

Twenty minutes later Andy was sitting at the kitchen bench eating some fillets of fresh reef-fish, which Neil fried for them, and helping himself to delicious salad from a large bowl that had been in the fridge. They both laughed when they stabbed their forks into the last piece in the pan at the same time.

"There's plenty more Andy. How much would you like me to cook?"

"No! Don't Neil! I've had enough really. It's just that it tastes so good."

"Are you sure? It only takes five minutes."

"Yes! I mean yes I'm sure! The hungry feeling will be gone by then anyway."

They left everything in the sink and went back to the bed. Neil was kind of strong in his character but it was all friendly and Andy happily followed his lead.

"Tell me all about yourself Andy. You're an interesting person you know."

For half an hour they talked. Neil was a great listener and Andy surprised himself at some of the things he said. All the time they were looking at the incredible scene through the glass and a couple of times Andy jumped up to look at something special, a huge school of tropical fish, and even a stingray at one stage. Eventually Andy started to feel awkward because he was talking about himself all the time.

"All we're talking about is me Neil. Tell me something about you."

"Another time Andy! It's your turn today."

Andy was rather puzzled by this and it must have shown on his face because Neil knelt up and grabbed him by the wrists.

"All right! I'll tell you whatever you like. But you have to pin me down first."

Before Andy had a chance to do anything he was immobilised in a restraining hold and Neil's free hand was poking his side and stomach. Andy's screeches and squirming lasted five minutes before Neil released him.

"So? I cheated did I? All right we're even now."

They were kneeling, facing each other with Neil's hands resting on Andy shoulders. Andy dived at him, pushed him down and they wrestled for nearly ten minutes before Andy suddenly found himself in another restraining hold and undergoing another bout of tickling.

"This is fun Andy but you'll need to get a lot better before you can beat me."

It certainly was fun! They were very close in size and although Andy was actually slightly stronger, Neil was too tricky and knew those special holds. When he was held in three different ways in as many minutes, Andy realised that up till then Neil had just been playing with him. Recovering his breath, Andy told Neil he was going to learn all the holds.

"Jim will soon teach me and then you'd better watch out."

"I don't know about that. I think you might be too gentle. Look at the way you let me keep up to you when we were swimming."

"But I still won didn't I?"

"Maybe! Well we'll find out won't we? Andy! How would you feel about letting me teach you?"

Andy was liking Neil more and more as time went on and this made him feel even better.

"You'll keep some secrets from me. I know."

Neil looked extra pleased because Andy's assent showed through strongly despite his words.

"Maybe! But it'll be fun."

Andy wondered aloud how he'd be able to fit it in with his busy schedule.

"I've got the same problem Andy, so we won't be able to have a regular time, but I'll get word through when I'm free. It won't be in the mornings because that's my busiest time and we shouldn't interfere with your study programs either."

"What will happen if Trevor or Jim has something happening with me?"

"Don't worry about that. They'll always listen to any messages from the house. I know what we'll do. If the message says to meet at the pontoon you'll know it's me. Now, come and look at this."

Andy followed Neil into the sunken entertainment area.

"Computer nine! Activate external monitor one!"

The giant screen sprang to life and a new aspect of the scene outside was shown in what looked like perfect resolution. In astonishment, Andy swivelled his head back and forth between the view through the glass and what he was seeing in front of him.

"God! That's unreal! I mean, it's so clear."

"Computer nine! Pan left! Zoom in!..... Stop! Focus lock!"

Andy could hardly believe this. Neil had chosen the bizarre shape of a small seahorse and now it was filling half the height of the screen. As the creature moved, the camera followed, keeping it the centre of attention till, when a minute later it moved out of view behind a piece of deep blue coral, the camera zoomed out to its original life-sized setting. Neil was laughing at the look on Andy's face.

"Special cameras Andy. Satellite surveillance cameras can easily read numberplates and identify individuals from 100 miles up in orbit and these cameras are even better. There are eight of them out there and they can all pan through 270°. You remember the commands I've used don't you? Good! We'll it's your turn now. Computer nine! Recognise Andy!"

"What? It knows me?"

"Your voice! It's the same voice program you've been using at the Education Centre. They're all linked together. Try monitor seven. That's my favourite."

"Computer nine! Activate external monitor seven!"

At Andy's commands, the screen split in half to show a new scene as well as the old one.

"You have to tell it to deactivate monitor one Andy. It can't think for itself. Though sometimes you wonder."

For the next twenty minutes Andy learned how to control the computer and his mind just boggled.

"Watch this one Andy! Computer nine! Activate external monitor one! Last action mode!"

The screen filled with the scene of the camera zooming into the seahorses while Neil explained that the last thirty hours of use by each camera was held in memory.

"You can't zoom and pan of course, because it's recalling what the camera saw at the time you ask for, but it's great when you're down here at night. Computer nine! Deactivate screen!"

The great screen turned black and Neil took Andy back to the circular bed where he wrestled him down and sat on him.

"You're very good-looking Andy! Tell me what they've done to you at the medical centre. I heard that Dr Kenna is pleased about a new treatment."

"Yes! He made my cock grow and it's a slightly different shape too. You can see how it's thicker at the top than the base, well it wasn't like that before."

Neil flashed that powerful grin again and took hold of Andy's cock.

"Let me check it out!"

He made a circle with his thumb and pointer finger then experimented by sliding it up and down Andy's cock. It felt so good that Andy had an instant buzz.

"Hey! That looks so good the way your eyes close. What else has he done?"

"Well! He's made my balls a lot bigger and he says they work much faster."

"Faster?"

"It makes me feel randy all the time and I can keep going for ages."

Neil's hand moved to hold Andy's balls now and he gently traced and manipulated them.

"They do feel really big."

"They're the biggest ones on the island."

As soon as he said this Andy blushed.

"I mean! That's what Dr Kenna says."

Neil was smiling at Andy's embarrassment and Andy had a feeling that he even enjoyed it. He took in a deep breath because Neil's hand was now right around his balls and lightly tugging and squeezing them.

"You like that don't you Andy?"

"Ooh! It's so good Neil. He made extra nerves grow there and you can give me a plateau doing that."

"Well hang on then, like you said you could. I want to find out the rest first."

"The nerves are the new thing. He's made extra ones grow on my nipples and the head of my cock and my backside as well. They feel so good that any of them can give me an orgasm."

"Your nipples can give you an orgasm?"

"Yes! Quick as a flash."

"And why are they on your backside?"

"In my entrance really! It makes it feel incredibly good when someone is inside me because every little movement stimulates them."

Andy could see from the look on Neil's face that he was getting turned on by all this talk.

"Would there be any lubrication here Neil?"

Neil scrambled to the side of the bed, pulled open a drawer, then put his head back in pleasure while Andy got them both ready. Neil slipped easily in and they both savoured the new feeling. After their first gasps of pleasure subsided they watched each other quietly, just enjoying this new feeling of being extra close. Andy started tightening around Neil's cock and making small thrusts against him, but then Neil took over.

"No Andy! I want to last a long time, but first I'm going to see how this nerves things really works." He reached forward and watched the reaction on Andy's face when he was rubbing both nipples.

"Does it take very long Andy?"

Andy gasped as the sensations built a powerful bridge between his chest and his groin.

"As long as you want Neil! I can be as quick as last time or I could probably hang on for half an hour."

Neil wanted to experiment and he laughed at the way Andy made so many groans and strange noises. When he worked out that sucking the nipples was more effective, he took delight in trying to get even more sounds from Andy. Twenty minutes later Andy could feel Neil's cock starting to move gradually more and more insistently.

"Can you hang on much longer Andy? I'm feeling so close myself."

"Let's have our plateaus then? If I start mine first that will set yours off and we can have them together."

Andy wrapped his arms around Neil's back and pulled him close. He knew his body would take over once his plateau started and he wanted Neil to stay inside him when he was pumping furiously as well. As soon as his concentration relaxed, his plateau started and straight away his body was arching up against Neil. His muscles automatically tightened around Neil's cock, starting his plateau off as well. It was total frenzy for both of them. First Neil orgasmed and collapsed onto Andy's thrusting body and then it was Andy's turn. A great flood of come pumped between them and Neil's hand kept eagerly milking till all the spasms finished. They relaxed for a few minutes, happy to hold each other close and quiet. Neil's insistent and curious hand kept Andy hard and eager, and it didn't take long before they were both excited again. Half an hour later, when Neil was ready, they shared plateaus for the last time before moving to the shower for a mutual cleanup and then a snack of cold meat from the fridge. Andy was quite astonished at how much he liked Neil after such a short time. Not the physical attraction, that was easy to understand, with his dark features and fit and healthy good looks. It was the comfortable, companionable atmosphere about him and the way he showed so much interest. Andy found himself laughing, smiling and always wondering what Neil was going to say or do. He mostly took the lead, but since he was older, probably about twenty-five, this seemed quite natural to Andy. He was also very physical in expressing himself and Andy found himself more and more conscious of what Neil was doing. He had to, because whenever they stirred each other about something Neil was likely to give a friendly whack on the arm or a dig in the ribs. When they moved around he'd often rest his arm across Andy shoulders the way he did when he walked Andy to the sand at their first meeting. It felt unusual, but Andy quickly relaxed and started looking forward to it.

"It's time for me to get back Andy. You can go straight to the training centre because after this amount of time you won't be wanted at the house. Don't talk to anyone about coming here! I'd like to keep it quiet."

Andy was very puzzled by this.

"What? Why not? We haven't broken any rules have we? Mark will want to know everything that happened the sure."

"No! Of course not! But if you tell him you're not meant to say anything he won't want to know any more."

Andy knew that wasn't right. He and Mark talked about everything they'd been doing, and especially if they'd been apart. Neil put his arm on Andy's shoulder again, led him to the tunnel door, and then they made their way up the gentle slope towards the shore exit.

"I can't wait to get hold of you next time Andy. I'm going to tie you in knots."

"Oh yeah? Well I might just surprise you."

"You surprised me today. But it was a nice surprise. Do you think we're good company for each other?"

Another one of these slightly puzzling questions that caught Andy off guard.

"I hope so! I know it was good for me Neil!"

They left the tunnel and walked across the grassed area to where the track back to the training centre started. Neil gave Andy a big hug and sent him on his way. Looking back at Neil watching him, Andy thought he looked lonely.

"Ah! Here you are! There's no time left to do anything major so you can go with Mark and do a half-hour of sand running. He's in the pool at the moment."

Jim didn't seem to be interested, but when Mark climbed out of the water he was quite excited and want to know what had happened.

"Your first time at the Big House. What did they say?"

"I didn't even get there. There was some kind of hold up."

"What did you do then? You've been away nearly three hours."

"Oh I'm not meant to talk about it."

"Right! So what's Jim want us to do now?"

"A sand run."

Mark groaned and then they both laughed at the same time. Sand runs were hard work.

Three days later Andy got a message to go to the pontoon and again he was with Neil for several hours. True to his word, Neil spent half an hour wrestling with Andy, showing him holds and other techniques. He was very serious about it and Andy had to concentrate hard to take everything in. Although he was still finding himself pinned and helpless Neil was really pleased with him.

"You learn quickly Andy and you were right, you did surprise me. I'll have to work harder but I'll still beat you for a while yet. Can you practice with Mark?"

Andy's eyes lit up. That would be great. He could already beat Mark in wrestling but some of these new holds would have him restrained in moments. They spent nearly an hour on the big bed. Andy kind of took charge today and had a great time. It was like the wrestling in reverse with Andy knowing how to control himself and Neil, and keep everything exciting. He stirred Neil when they stopped by saying he was going to give him lessons every time they met and that soon he'd have him helpless both in wrestling and on the bed. Neil started the computer again.

"Computer nine! Activate Earth view one! "

Prickles of awe ran through his scalp and Andy didn't say a word. He stared at the beautiful blue globe which almost filled the screen.

"That's us Andy! They say the astronauts felt like they were having a religious experience when they first saw this. Wait till I show you on the big screen."

Big screen? There were screens bigger than the one they were watching now?

"Computer nine! Locate current position! Surface range 100 metres!"

The view of the earth changed, then after a dizzy moment of refocusing, Andy realised he was looking at a view of the lagoon, with the pontoon they'd dived from almost in the centre.

"Where would you like to go? We can look at any place on the surface of the world."

For the next half hour Andy was in awe as they travelled to every place he mentioned and it felt even more exciting when he took control himself.

For five more days Andy heard nothing but then he went to the pontoon two days in a row. Each time the pattern was similar, a hard session of wrestling, an hour of sex on the bed and more wonders on the computer. The wrestling got more and more exciting each time and Andy could hardly believe how determined Neil was. Their sex sessions got more intense too and Andy knew that Neil was always excited for them to start. For himself it was wonderful. Dr Kenna had been right when he said Andy would feel randy all the time. Maybe he underestimated just how randy, because Andy found that a full on session with Neil followed by several hours at night with Mark was perfect.

The next time Andy went he was in a sad state. Neil took one look at him and demanded to know what was wrong.

"It's not fair Neil! They don't care about anybody around here."

Neil's friendly hug just made Andy feel worse and he had to fight to hold back tears.

"I thought you liked everything Andy? You've always told me how happy you are. What's happened?"

"I'm just a walking cock to them. That's all they're interested in. They don't care about your feelings."

"Andy! Tell me what's happened. What's upset you so much? It must be a misunderstanding."

"It's not a misunderstanding! They're taking Mark away from me and I'll be with all the other specials from now on. There's someone new coming and they want him to be the assistant."

"But that's his job!"

"It is! But it's cruel. They put us together and want us to like each other and then when we do they just rip us apart. Jim says they have to be cruel to be kind and I won't even see him for a couple of weeks and we'll get over it. I know we will because they'll work on us while we're asleep, but it's still wrong. I think it happens to Mark each time he changes to a new person. When I left he was really sad but he pretended he was all right just to make it better for me."

Neil wasn't saying anything but his hug got tighter and his eyes locked with Andy's before looking away.

"That's the way it is at the training centre Andy."

"I know and I'm sorry I'm spoiling your free time Neil. I'll settle down soon but it all happened just before your message came and all I can see is Mark's face smiling for me when he was sad underneath."

"You want to be with him don't you?"

"Yes! Of course I do! You're being kind and helping me and he's by himself somewhere thinking about it all."

"Andy! If you saw him now it would just make both of you sadder wouldn't it?"

After a moment Andy nodded.

"I guess so. But why do they have to do this? Why can't I stay with Mark? It wouldn't stop me doing whatever else they want. I know I'll have to go to the Big House eventually for sex with the patron and that doesn't worry me. I know I'll be having sex with the other specials too. They're all nice guys. That's no problem. I love sex so much now. That's what they've made me. And what happens when they find out we like each other Neil? If they know that you're important to me like Mark is, they'll probably make me forget about you as well."

"But Mark's an assistant. If he stays with you you'd be taking away his job. What would he do? You don't really need him as an assistant do you?"

With a shock Andy realised this was right and his mind raced trying to find the right response.

"Oh! They could give him another job. He could even be a special himself. He'd be the best special they've ever had."

Neil stepped back, gave Andy a strange look and then laughed.

"Andy! You're amazing! Do you really think that could work?"

"Why not? No one would lose out."

"What about Mark? He mightn't want to be a special."

Andy couldn't answer that. He thought Mark would but they'd never talked about it.

"Andy! I'm going to pull a few strings. We'll get Mark here and see what he thinks and then maybe we can get something happening."

What? Andy stared in astonishment.

"But!....."

"Don't worry! I won't get in any trouble. I know how to look after myself. You wait here and when Mark arrives take him to the pontoon then down to the observatory. I'll meet you there as soon as I can and we'll see what he thinks then."

Before Andy had a chance to say anything, Neil was heading across the grass to the Big House. It only took fifteen minutes, but by the time Mark arrived Andy was a nervous wreck. His mind had been swinging between excitement that maybe Neil could help somehow, worry that they might all be stirring up trouble, and nervousness at how he and Mark would cope with what might be their last special time together. He forgot all that as soon as he saw Mark walk out of the shelter of the trees and stop to look uncertainly towards the house.

"Mark!"

Mark's head swivelled round in surprise, then his face lit up in an instant smile which quickly changed to puzzlement. Andy beckoned and in a moment they were wrapped around each other. Soaking up the pleasure of their close touching.

"What are you doing here? I'm meant to meet someone and I think I have to go to the house."

Andy laughed with enjoyment and thought that Neil was a real wonder.

"It's me you were meant to meet. Come on! I'll show you where we're going."

Without thinking about it Andy reached to give Mark a buzz, and automatically got one in return. His blood surged and again they pressed close.

"Not now Mark!"

They separated and Andy led the way to the water's edge.

"We're going for a swim?"

"You'll see!"

Andy pushed the speed up as they swam, clambered onto the pontoon, then turned to pull Mark after him. He was gasping to recover his breath and at the same time searching Andy's face for clues about what was happening.

"Andy! I think I'll bite you if you don't tell me what's going on."

Andy liked this being mysterious but he had to say something.

"I can't say too much yet Mark but we'll find out soon and it might be good. Now! Follow me and take some deep breaths because we're going down."

Standing up and moving to the edge of the pontoon, Andy looked for the red of the buoy holding up the air hose then dived. He took a few breaths from the mouthpiece, handed it to Mark then headed down the line and pulled himself onto the platform in the entrance chamber. No wonder Neil had enjoyed bringing Andy down this way. The look on Mark's face was priceless when his head popped out of the water and when they entered the underwater room it was even better.

"Oh my god Andy! I don't believe this! I knew there was an observatory but no one said it was anything like this."

After five minutes of gawking Andy hurried Mark into the shower then they wandered round for Mark to get a proper look before sitting on the bed.

"Who's Neil?"

This was after Andy said they were waiting for him.

"He's my other friend Mark! He does some kind of job at the house. He's been meeting me when he has free time."

Andy could almost feel the thoughts working in Marks head.

"You haven't said anything about him."

"I know! He asked me not to. I think he could be in trouble if people found out."

Mark asked a few more questions about Neil and Andy had to say he couldn't answer them.

"I don't know Mark. We've got a kind of game going and he won't tell me till I can beat him at wrestling."

"Wrestling? So that's why you've been throwing me round so much lately?"

Andy didn't get to answer because they both jumped up at the soft sound of the bulkhead door opening at the other end of the room. Neil came up and flashed that smile of his.

"Hi Mark! Andy said you were sad so I hope he's been looking after you. Come and have a hug."

Andy watched as Neil folded his arms round a surprised looking Mark in a full embrace, and held him close. The surprised look gradually increased till suddenly his eyes went out of focus. He was having abuzz? When he snapped out, his face turned red with embarrassment and Neil laughed.

"He likes me Andy!"

Mark glanced at Andy then wriggled uneasily, but Neil just held him more firmly.

"Were you sad Mark? Andy said you tried to pretend you weren't."

Mark nodded and Andy could tell he was almost lost with all the unusual things happening.

"Tell me why? You've had changes before."

"I was sad then too, but Andy is different. He's the best person I've ever known."

It was Andy's turned to be embarrassed now as Neil nodded at Mark.

"Andy thinks that about you too, and he's come up with an idea to keep you together. It would mean big changes for you though."

Mark's eyes were looking awfully big by now and they kept switching towards Andy and back again. He didn't say anything but the look on his face made Andy feel terrific.

"You'd have to become a special. Andy reckons you'd be the best one ever. I told them at the house and they said it sounded like a good idea. So what do you think of that?"

"A special? Me? And I could stay with Andy?"

Mark's smile lit up and now it was Neil who looked surprised when the breath was nearly squashed out of him.

"Gaaah! It's Andy you should be squishing! Not me! It was his idea."

He didn't make any move to let go and Mark wasn't trying to move apart either.

"There's more details Mark. You'd have to have the same treatments Andy's had to make you match-up with each other. And guess what?"

He whispered something in Marks ear and they both looked at Andy.

"What?"

"You tell him Mark! You'll get the most fun out of it."

"That's for sure. It'll be a total payback. If I have the treatment's I'll need an assistant and it will be you Andy. It'll be so good. I'll finally have a total slave."

Andy didn't worry one bit about being Mark's assistant. It was funny really but his head was whirling again.

"Neil! You sound like it's all arranged. Why would they let us do this?"

"I did some fast talking Andy. I reckoned you were wrong when you thought they don't care about you. They all thought it was a great idea as long as Mark was happy too. Well he is, so they'll probably start tomorrow."

Tomorrow? Andy was suddenly worried again. He opened his big mouth and all this had happened. Was Mark really happy with the idea? They hadn't had a chance to talk it over and Mark might feel like he'd been rushed into it. There was a big laugh.

"Mark! Go and look after Andy. He's just gone into panic mode worrying about you."

Neil started whispering again and Andy knew he was in for it in a big way when a look of evil delight spread over Mark's features. How did Neil do that? Mark was acting like they'd been friends forever, when they'd only met ten minutes ago. Mark approached Andy with a glint in his eye.

"I know how to take his mind off everything."

When Andy's eyes opened from the buzz he had about two seconds to gather his wits before he was bundled over to the bed and attacked by two crazy guys. He didn't have a hope. Neil knew how to hold him helpless and Mark knew every single trick that made him feel good. For a start they made him promise not to have a plateau and then did everything they could to make him. Somehow he lasted for twenty minutes but then Neil plugged in from behind, teased the head of Andy's cock with one hand and worked his balls with the other. This was under Mark's guidance and Andy could normally have coped with it easily. Well, it was never easy really, as everything felt so good, but Andy had learnt how to concentrate and hold back. This time Mark wrecked his concentration. He tickled him. What a cheat!

"I've been saving this Andy. I knew it would get you."

Andy's plateau burst on him and for nearly five minutes took over and sent him to heaven, while Mark and Neil did what they could to make it feel even better. His orgasm struck like a thunderbolt and those marvellous clenchings of his groin and balls sent jet after jet of his copious juice flying way over his head.

"Holy hell Andy! You could wash someone away with that. Keep him going Mark and we'll drain him dry."

"Ha! That's a joke! Have we got three hours? He's like a fire hydrant. As soon as you turn him on he gushes everywhere."

Neil and Mark laughed together in this conspiracy to wear Andy out. They couldn't though, even when they gave him four plateaus in a row, and then it was Andy's turn to laugh when it became obvious they'd become so sexed up they had to leave him alone to get each other off.

"Rub against his prostate Neil. When you do that he turns into a bowl of jelly."

"Jelly? You're calling me a bowl of jelly?"

"It makes him all quivery and helpless."

"What a traitor! Telling secrets about me."

"Secrets! Ha! Poke your tongue in his ear Neil or nibble on the side of his neck and see what happens."

"Double traitor! No! Triple traitor."

Andy watched happily as Neil and Mark gave each other their plateau. They looked so terrific with their bodies locked and Neil plunging deep into Mark. It was amazing how quickly Mark had accepted it all without question and Andy realised it was Neil's friendly, matter-of-fact approach that did it. There were going to be some good times ahead.

"Oh my god Neil! Andy's the best but so are you."

"Well that doesn't actually make sense Mark but I know what you mean."

"Let's clean up. Andy's lost that worried look and he's got a different one now."

"Yeah! It's called lechery!"

"Don't blame me Mark. Neil started it."

"Andy! How can you say such a terrible thing? I'm as innocent as newly fallen snow."

"I can't see much snow around here."

Mark's stage whisper boosted the general smile level.

"There's no respect! I must be at least five years older than you guys. Come on! I want to try and show you something before you go back to the training centre."

They were soon fitted out in wet suits, masks and air tanks from the storage lockers and making their way to the underwater exit.

"The waters warm enough to do without the suits, but they're good protection from the coral."

Wondering just what Neil had up his sleeve this time, Andy crowded into the tiny pressure room with the other two, then they slipped off the platform in the outer room. Neil swam very slowly at first and motioned to show the location of two of the cameras as they passed. Mark must have been puzzled because he hadn't seen the screen in action. Ten minutes of easy swimming brought them to a large outcrop of coral and Andy worked out it must be the reef at the outer edge of the lagoon. The great wall of coral gradually disappeared in the distance but Neil kept to the one area, searching and searching. He suddenly pointed, then moved very slowly forward. Andy didn't see anything till a slight movement caught his eye and a jolt of adrenaline shot through his system.

God! How did he not see? Resisting the impulse to swim in the opposite direction, Andy kept close to Neil as they all edged forward. It looked to be three metres across, but Andy knew his goggles were magnifying the tentacles of the enormous octopus sprawled over the coral. It was obviously wary and with a strange movement almost like dancing, moved slowly away. What an incredibly beautiful, dark red colour it was. Andy couldn't help thinking of the stories where the octopus held the diver with powerful suckers and then dragged him to a feeding cavern. He knew it was nonsense but a frisson of fear sent his whole body into alert status. Neil just hovered, watching, occasionally moving to keep a close view. Eventually it either got annoyed or worried at the three strangers staying so close, and with a convulsion of its muscles propelled itself to a cleft in the coral and disappeared. At a leisurely pace Neil headed back towards the observatory, exploring here and there and pointing out different creatures. Andy had seen this before while learning to scuba dive with Jim and other times with Mark, but it still seemed like a marvel.

"How did you like meeting the resident monster Andy? He's almost always there. Sometimes he disappears straight away, but sometimes you can watch him for ages."

They were back in the observatory, sitting on the bed and after some excited discussion about what they'd just seen, Neil informed them it was time to go.

"I hope I can see you tomorrow! Things are busy at the moment though and it could be longer. I think you'll know exactly what's happening with Mark by then too."

He hugged them both and they walked up the tunnel to the land entrance with Neil stirring Andy that he and Mark would be ganging upon him, and then stirring Mark about what might happen to him if he became a special. He made it so ludicrous, with ideas of a cock dangling down to his ankles, balls as big as grapefruit and all day sessions of sex, that they couldn't help laughing. Andy was surprised by it though, as he knew Mark would be really wondering what might happen to him if everything went ahead the way Neil seemed to think it would. When they talked about it later Mark laughed it off.

"He knew I was nervous about it Andy and it was his funny way of telling me not to worry. I knew what he meant straightaway."

Everything happened quickly when they got back and fronted up to Jim. They couldn't see him straight away and swam some laps but then he took them into his office.

"Well! What have you been up to Andy?"

He was holding Andy's neck in that way which made Andy feel like a little kid, and as usual he didn't let go.

"Turning the place upside down! I don't know what to make of it!"

Was he annoyed? He had on his disconcerting persona where you didn't have a clue what he was thinking. Andy felt like saying sorry, except he wasn't, so he didn't.

"How many more surprises are you going to throw at us?"

He relaxed and smiled, still holding Andy's neck firmly though.

"They're actually impressed with your ideas and think you're very clever. Evidently Mark is going to be changed into a special and you're going to act as his assistant till his treatment finishes in a couple of months. They're very interested in the close relationship between the two of you, and want to give you a chance to keep it going. Mark! You've got an appointment with Dr Kenna tomorrow morning so have an early breakfast and be there at eight o'clock. Now! Go and do whatever you like and we'll know more details by tomorrow."

The two friends raced to the suite with excitement coursing through their veins.

"Neil was right Andy! It's all happening the way he thought it would. I'm so amazed you thought of it. I never would have."

"I didn't really think Mark. It just all came out when Neil asked me why I was sad."

"I wonder what Dr Kenna's going to say to me tomorrow?"

"Neil's already told you! You'll be slinging your cock over your shoulder."

"Ha! You might know how to throw me round since you been learning these sneaky holds, but I've still got a few tricks to control you with."

They wrestled gently for a while in one of their happy modes. It wasn't really wrestling, but more of a way to slide their bodies sensuously against each other, try little tricks to make each other gasp in surprise and generally enjoy constant touching.

"Mark! Go and get one of the powerboats ready and I'll meet you there in twenty minutes."

"What are we doing?"

"Jim said we could do what we like, so well go somewhere. Tell him we'll be back before its dark, while I get some food from the dining room."

The feeling of power from the big outboard motors, the rush of air and spray, and the features racing past built Andy's enjoyment and he could see Mark reacting the same way. Way past where they sailed, slowing where the lagoon narrowed, then powering on where it widened again, they travelled south till the island coastline curved to the West. Andy throttled the engines down to survey the sandy beaches as they passed successive bays, till he saw one that took his interest and headed in. They beached the boat then set themselves up on the soft white sand. Andy's randy factor, as they'd started to call it, was getting rather high since his last plateau was nearly two hours ago now, and they decided on a sixty-nine before doing anything else. Andy loved sixty-nines, well he loved everything really, but sixty-nines were great because of the incredible sensations from Mark's tongue on the double nerve endings in his cockhead and the non-stop stimulation Mark's busy fingers gave his balls. For the next three hours they did whatever they felt like, swimming, using the goggles and snorkels that Mark had thrown in, making love in the water, exploring along the sandy shore for a way, and then always returning to the giant towel for more sex. Mark took charge of the boat on the way back and he really gunned it, laughing all the time at the expressions he was getting from Andy. He found an opening in the reef and took them to the open sea where the low swells made the journey far more exciting. Even if it did feel like they were going to become airborne each time they crunched through a new swell, Mark had far more experience than Andy and knew what he was doing.

There was no sign of Mark at midday when Andy had his meal the next day, and at two o'clock when a message came to go to the pontoon, he still hadn't heard a thing. Just the sight of Neil sent Andy's cock vertical and the hug that was Neil's customary greeting was enough to send Andy into a buzz.

"Woo! It's nice to see you like me but I had to hold you up when your knees gave way Andy."

Andy pressed himself hard against Neil.

"Of course it's good to see you. I haven't seen Mark since early this morning though and you're really turning me on."

Neil laughed, wrapped his hand round Andy's balls, then laughed again when Andy made some of his funny sounds.

"Well you have to hang on. Aren't you going to tell me what's happening first?"

"Yes! It's... Ah!... It's.. All.... Going ahead! Oh my God!... Neil! Mark's been... With Dr Kenna all... Morning.!"

"Can't you speak properly when I do this Andy?"

Neil was steadily working Andy's cock and as he spoke he pressed his thumb on the helmet, spreading the natural juice on the most sensitive part of Andy's body. Andy couldn't even answer as his eyes closed involuntarily.

"Two buzzes in a row?"

Neil's movements became gentler but he didn't stop and Andy knew straight away that Neil was interested to see what would happen.

"You're driving me crazy Neil!"

"I know! It's fun isn't it? But you haven't told me anything yet."

They moved slowly towards the water, with Neil stopping every now and again to make Andy react with a moan or one of his other sounds, while Andy explained in a rather disjointed manner, what Jim had said and how they'd gone off in the powerboats.

"I know that! I watched you for a while."

Andy didn't know what he was talking about and his bewildered look got a quick response.

"I wondered if you were all right Andy, so I used the satellites. You were having fun on the towels when I watched you."

Andy's jaw dropped.

"You watched us?"

"Only for a few minutes. Once I saw where you were I knew you'd gone there to be by yourselves. When I set the range at four metres on the big screen you're life-size to look at. It's only a top view though and there's nothing they can do about that."

Andy understood how it worked but it was still unbelievable.

"How did you know where to look? We could have been anywhere."

"Oh! That's easy. There's lots of ways. It could have searched for the boat, or it could look for a natural movement, but I just told it to look for your signal."

"Signal? What signal?"

"Everyone on the island has a tiny device inside them so they can't get lost. It sends a signal up to the satellites."

They'd reached the water now so all talk stopped as they raced for the pontoon. Andy decided not to wait and was twenty metres ahead when he dragged himself out of the water.

"Too many shocks? Or can't you cope with me stirring you?"

Straight away, Andy was at ease again. He knew he wasn't even expected to answer and his normal smile returned. After their usual cleanup shower, Neil led Andy to the big bed and for nearly ten minutes kept stimulating him till it was taking every bit of concentration and effort Andy could muster to hold himself back.

"How are you going Andy? A randy bull?"

"A raging tiger Neil! A raging tiger!"

"Is that all? I'll tease for another quarter of an hour then."

"No! Don't you dare! You'll send me crazy."

"Crazy? What will you do? Attack me?"

"I'll rape you till you're begging for mercy."

"Is that all? All right, what about ten minutes?"

"The same!"

"What would you do if I only make it five minutes?"

Neil was enjoying this game.

"Anything Neil! Anything you want."

"Okay! You said it! Five minutes it is."

Oh my God! He meant it. As Neil went back to teasing mode Andy wondered what he'd let himself in for. One hand cupped around his balls and they pulled up into his groin.

"They're getting very tight Andy."

"They can't wait any longer, that's why."

"Can't you hold back any more?"

Shaking his head, Andy pressed against Neil's hand.

"All right then! But once you start you mustn't stop."

He reached for the lubrication and spread it liberally on Andy's cock.

"What are you doing?"

He squeezed lubrication inside himself and relaxed on his back.

"Come on Andy! Fill me up! I want you to show me how many times you can plateau."

This was a total surprise because with all the things they'd done together it was always Neil who filled Andy and Andy had presumed that that was the way he liked it.

"Are you sure Neil? We haven't done it like this before."

"Take total charge Andy! You said you'd do what I want, and I want you to be the boss. I want you to come as many times as you can and I want you to keep me going as long as you can manage."

Neil grabbed Andy's slippery cock and guided it where he wanted it. Andy eased himself in very carefully, but there was no trouble at all and Neil obviously didn't feel any discomfort.

"Right in Andy! The whole length and mash your balls against me. You like that!"

Sensation exploded through Andy with every thrust and his speed quickly increased to start his first plateau in a very short time. After the prolonged ecstasy of the plateau, came the ecstasy of release as contraction after contraction of his balls and groin poured out his fluid. God! That was incredible! The impulse to relax was very powerful but Neil didn't give him the chance, thrusting hard and tightening around him.

"No stopping Andy! We can have gentle stuff later."

Andy really had the message now and started pounding, deep full thrusts that sent every nerve in his cock screaming with excitement, each thrust flattening his balls against Neil's flesh and sending even more excitement singing through those new nerves.

"That's twice Andy! Keep going!"

Again and again. Andy's heart raced, perspiration glistened all over him, dripped from his face and chest, and sounds of effort mingled with sounds of pleasure as he increased the speed and energy of his thrusting. Neil started grunting as the impetus of Andy's moves pushed air from his lungs. He'd asked for deep and that was what he was getting, the full length of Andy's cock slicing its way forward till it was stopped by the press of body against body.

"That's five times!"

In and out, in and out, Andy poured his energy into keeping the tension high, his attention on the movement of his cock.

"That's six Andy! God! I'm getting worn out."

After Andy's seventh plateau he slowed down dramatically. He could have kept going, but he sensed that it was time for the gentle stuff.

"What? Have I worn you out?"

"No! I've worn you out. I'll keep going for another hour if you like Neil, but we'll do it my way from now on. I've been a battering ram for long enough and you did say I was the boss."

Neil nodded and went to say something but Andy pressed their mouths together and forced his tongue in. This made Neil laugh, except all he could do was make a strange noise in his throat, till he settled and started duelling Andy's tongue with his own. Andy kept his cock moving. But now he concentrated on keeping Neil on the edge for nearly half an hour of gentle torture. That was what Neil called it till he couldn't take it any more and asked Andy to make them plateau together. Andy kept the torture going by continuing to work Neil's cock after his orgasm. Neil squirmed and wriggled in a half-hearted protest but Andy was in charge and kept going at just the right level to keep the extra sensitive cock nice and hard without making it unbearable. It was Andy doing the stirring now.

"Hey! What's with the strange noises Neil? You know what's going to happen when you stir me for making them don't you?"

To bring his point home he rubbed his thumb strongly round Neil's cock head and laughed at the squawk of protest.

"Strange faces too Neil?"

"Andy! I don't believe you're saying that. You should see yourself when you're shooting."

"That doesn't count. Everyone has funny faces when they shoot."

"Not like yours. It's unforgettable."

Andy loved this relaxed kind of sex. It wasn't as exciting, but it was definitely a lot more fun and made him feel closer to Neil, as they laughed and explored ways to make each other feel good. Eventually Neil started to get amazed.

"Andy! That's ten plateaus now and you're still as hard as you were at the start. Do you think you can go again, because we'll have to stop soon?"

Andy set to work and showed Neil that it was no trouble at all and a quarter of an hour later they cleaned up and had a shower.

"I'm starting a new project Andy, so I mightn't be able to see you for a week but as soon as I'm back you can tell me everything that's happening."

As they walked up the tunnel, Neil with his arm draped over Andy shoulders, they started talking about Mark.

I can see why you get on so well with him Andy. You two are a real match. You know you're his hero don't you?"

"No way! That's just how he makes you feel great. He was doing the same thing with you yesterday."

"Did that upset you? He really impressed me and I kind of took him away from you for a while."

"You surprised me, that's for sure, but I really liked it because you made him feel good when he had so much on his mind. You gave Mark a shock too. He reckons you're the sexiest guy on the island. As soon as you touched him he said he didn't want you to let him go. And you didn't take him away, it felt more like you were bringing us all together."

"What? He reckons I'm sexier than you?"

"Yes! Well you are."

"Andy! You're amazing!"

Andy didn't see Mark until nearly 7:30 p.m. when he came in late from his evening meal. They gave each other a welcome buzz then Andy plugged himself in so they felt nice and close.

"What have they been doing Mark? They had you there the whole day."

"It was just zillions of tests."

"So what are they going to do? Have they told you?"

"Yes but they're not starting for another week for some reason or other. They're doing everything. I'm going to end up bigger and better than you even."

"Bigger! Wow! You're already big! What do they mean by better?"

"Everything! My balls will be bigger and work faster and feel better and I'll have stacks more of the special nerves than you do."

"Oh my God! They going to do all that? Is it making you nervous?"

Mark couldn't control himself any more and burst out laughing.

"No they're not! They're going to match me up with you as close as they can. My balls will grow a bit but not much and my cock is already the size they want. I'll have the same extra nerves too and the rest is just to make everything work like you, but they said I mightn't respond quite as well as you did."

"They're going to start in a week? I wonder why? Neil seemed to think they might start today."

"They didn't say. Um! You have to look after me till then though."

"I do? How?"

Andy could tell by Mark's look that it was going to be an interesting answer.

"Well! Dr Kenna says he wants everything working at the maximum before they treat me, so you have to give me lots of orgasms."

A huge grin spread on Andy's face.

"So? Lots hey? What does he mean by lots?"

"Um! He says he wants you to drain me dry every night and keep me busy during the day."

"Ha! This will be the best fun ever!"

Andy grabbed Mark's cock and listened to himself being called a dirty rat.

"Payback Mark! Payback! I remember someone saying those exact words to me. Now! Let's see! Three times a night is your normal. Let's try for six then see if we can get any extra."

Mark responded with mock shock and protests but Andy could tell he was eager to get going.

"Andy! You won't be seeing Mark for the next few days."

Andy looked at Jim, the unspoken question plain on his face.

"Don't panic Andy! You can visit him but he'll be asleep most of the time. I mean he won't be here for you, so today you're partnering with Josh, tomorrow with William , and the next day you'll be with Daniel and Michael, since they've been pestering me so much about getting to know you."

Andy looked at Josh then back at Jim with another question plain on his face.

"Yes Andy! Full partners! Everything you do with Mark you'll do with all of them. Give each other a buzz and a sixty-nine right now and then spend the rest of the day together. Josh! Put Andy through the works tonight for a couple of hours."

Josh stood up and with a flicker of nerves Andy did the same. The specials and assistants were all friendly, all good-looking, and Andy knew they wouldn't be here if they weren't, but it still felt strange. He wished Neil wasn't away.

"You're not worried are you Andy?"

"Um!... No!"

Josh came close and Andy had a different, kind of overwhelmed feeling, as he looked up at him, the biggest person on the island. He was almost a head taller than Andy with broad shoulders and a very powerful body. His muscles didn't bulge, because Jim trained everyone for endurance and all-round ability, but up this close they looked enormous. Josh's hand encircled Andy's cock and it rapidly came to life, growing and hardening with every stretch and squeeze, till the familiar rush of sensation sent Andy into his buzz. When he opened his eyes again Josh's thumb was rubbing in a slow circle on the top of his helmet.

"Gosh! That's impressive to see from close-up Andy. What does it feel like?"

"The same as it does to you Josh. Dr Kenna says it's just stronger."

"Well! This is interesting! Come on!"

Josh's cock was about the same size as Mark's, but it looked quite different. The head was a lighter colour than the shaft and looked extra long. It was Andy's turn to be fascinated now because as Josh grew, his cock head swelled and became very prominent while turning red at the same time. Josh groaned, had his buzz, then crushed Andy against him so that their groins pressed tight. For a minute it was like a dual, their cocks sliding side to side, up and down and their balls spreading as they mashed together. Andy's previous thoughts were lost as each movement sent waves of lust spiralling through his body, and when Josh released his arms they sank straight to the classic sixty-nine position on the mat. For a long moment, Andy stared at the swollen cock head now so close in front of his eyes, then eagerly engulfed it with his willing mouth. It felt even larger like this as he swirled his tongue and trapped the flange with pressure from the inside of his lips. Oh God! Fighting to keep control as Josh kept going, Andy felt his balls encircled, held firmly, then tugged and manipulated, tugged so that they pulled his cock out of Josh's mouth, then released to let it slide back in. Tugged again and again. Andy went on automatic as the feelings from Josh's actions soared. The new nerves on his balls were giving their strongest feelings and the head of his cock kept pressing against the back of Josh's throat. This couldn't get any better, but it did, as a finger from Josh's free hand entered and started stimulating his prostate. For a couple of minutes Andy kept control with fierce concentration as a fantastic pressure grew and grew inside him then some rapid jabs at his prostate told him that Josh wanted him to let go. Instant plateau. And his body started quivering as his balls tried to tighten. Josh wouldn't let them. His grip firmed and Andy felt shocked at the tension, which built and built. Just before his plateau ended Andy couldn't stand it any longer and whacked Josh solidly on the shoulder. Just in time. Josh let go just before Andy started shooting. Jet after powerful jet pumped into Josh's suctioning mouth till the contractions stopped. Josh didn't. His mouth and tongue went to work and with the continued stimulation of his prostate, built Andy up again. Andy came to life and started on Josh as a certainty grew in his mind that Josh wasn't going to let up till he'd had his own plateau. He didn't take long and this time they both finished practically together. That night Andy stayed in Josh's suite, and once again he was almost overwhelmed by the way Josh did everything with so much intensity. Jim had set the guidelines, so for two hours Josh kept Andy's cock raging with plateau after plateau. Because he sensed that that was what Josh was looking for, Andy responded in kind and they were both exhausted when they finished. At one stage he nearly started laughing because Mark would have been making comments about a mob of wild pigs if he'd heard all the grunting and snorting. Andy was surprised at how different it felt too. With Josh being so much bigger and more powerful and the frantic pace at which everything seemed to happen. The next day it was different again. William was quite a character and made Andy laugh all the time. It was marvellous sex with both of them and Andy knew he'd enjoy it any time in the future, but it wasn't like being with Mark and Neil. Twice Andy went to see Mark on the first day, but both times he was sound asleep. On the second day he was awake but not really with it and there was no point in staying long. On the third day he was wide awake, sounding like his ordinary self, stirring Andy and smiling all the time.

"I'm back with you tomorrow Andy and it's your job to look after me every minute of the day. They're giving me the nerve treatment tonight and then I only come back in for the checkups."

He was nervous about it, Andy could tell, so he gave him a big hug. This set their boners going and Andy made him smile by asking if he was allowed to hold the new, updated super cock.

"Only if I can do the same for that old, worn out wreck of yours."

"Ha! They forgot to cure you of being cheeky."

They were both smiling and Andy felt great because he could tell just how much Mark was pleased to see him. They were both smiling when they had their buzz and kept hold of each other. Andy was very curious and wanted to know if Mark felt any different.

"Not yet! It will happen gradually over the next three or four weeks. The only thing to watch is if I have the same kind of irritation you did with the new nerves, and that will only last a couple of days. Now! Give me a massage please. Half an hour will do."

Andy pounced on Mark, flipped him on his stomach, massaged his back, butt and legs, then flipped him over to give his front the same treatment.

"That's enough of that. I need to have a plateau now."

"Oh yes? Well so do I!"

"I don't think so!"

"What?"

"You've got a busy day ahead of you."

Mark's grin told Andy there was something he didn't know, but a little bit of poking and pulling soon made him talk.

"Stop! No! Don't stop! I mean!... You know what I mean."

"Come on! Tell me!"

"Well! Daniel and Michael were in a bit earlier and they're very excited because you're their special job for the day. You know how much Daniel's been waiting for this and they came to make sure I was happy about it all. You know how much he likes cocks and it's been driving him mad because he especially likes yours and he's never even had a chance to touch it. He wants to make the most of it and they've got big plans. "

"Plans?"

"Well! Jim's told them how much you need long sessions and they wanted to know the kind of things you like."

"So what did you tell them?"

"Everything!"

Andy's jaw dropped then they both laughed.

"Come on! Tell me, or I'll make you!"

The twinkle in Mark's eye meant that that was exactly what he wanted and the friendly persuasion went on for a quarter of an hour with lots of laughs, squawks, happy noises and finally a plateau for both of them.

"All right! I'll tell you a bit! They're spending all the afternoon and the whole night with you and they don't want you to ever forget it. They've planned an early evening meal and then they're going to try and keep you going for six hours."

Andy's jaw dropped again.

"Six hours? Of non-stop sex?"

"They were going to try for five but I thought the early meal would make it more interesting!"

"I don't believe you!"

Mark's expression told Andy straight away that he was heading for a very interesting day.

"You wait! Evil traitor! Don't forget I'll have all day with them to make plans for you now!"

Andy had to get back to the Education Centre because Trevor had given him time off and he rushed because he'd been longer than he was meant to. Daniel and Michael came over as soon as he was sitting down and wanted to know what Mark had said.

"Oh! He's feeling good! He was much more lively and awake today."

"Um! Did he say anything about us?"

"Yes! He said your visit cheered him up."

"Did he say anything about this afternoon?"

"Oh that! Well, Toby and Brendan will be keeping him occupied with tests and stuff."

Andy fought to keep himself from smiling as he dodged all their questions, then pretended to be surprised when Daniel wanted to give him a buzz.

"Now? Not in the mornings Daniel! It takes my concentration away from my work and anyway I'll leave that for Mark in case I see him this afternoon."

"You'll be with us this afternoon Andy. We'll be doing it for you then."

"What? Jim hasn't said anything about that. We'll see him after lunch."

Daniel gave a frustrated look before turning back to Michael and going back to his computer.

"You're a tease Andy"

Andy grinned at the soft comment from Trevor who'd been standing close enough to hear everything.

"I know! But I'm sure they're going to get me back. Mark told me they've got a plan to keep me going for six hours."

"Six hours? Can you do that? You'll be wrecked!"

"I think so! They told Mark that they talked to Jim about it and he was so interested that he's putting them in charge of me for the whole day and night."

"Well! Come in and tell me what happened tomorrow. And make sure you bring Mark too. I want to see how he's going."

Straight after lunch Daniel and Michael practically dragged Andy to the gym in their eagerness to get going and Jim confirmed everything that Mark had said earlier.

"So! Have you got that clear Andy? Daniel and Michael talked their ideas over with me and it will be a real challenge for you. Do whatever they ask and I'll get a report from them tomorrow. To make the challenge more interesting I've told them you're not to have your next plateau till after your evening meal."

"But!... But Jim! It's already five hours since I saw Mark this morning. I'll never be able to last that long."

"Yes you will! I know how hard you can try when you put your mind to it."

Jim left Andy facing the two grinning assistants who practically dived on him as they pushed him down on the mat.

"We know you were stirring us this morning Andy so it's our turn now. Michael, you work on his balls while I give him a buzz and then we can swap over."

At this double assault Andy's cock pumped rigid and when his eyes opened after the instant buzz he was being gently explored.

"Oh my god Daniel! Feel these balls! They're unbelievable!"

Michael's hands were stretching and manipulating the large sac. Every touch making the globes inside churn from the tingle of his nerves.

Daniel was too preoccupied with checking out Andy's cock to take much notice as he traced, squeezed and tested it's firmness.

The next morning Andy slept for the extra hour Trevor had given him then rushed his breakfast and raced to the medical centre, only to have to wait for half an hour before Mark woke up. Dr Kinna came in and they listened to his instructions for ten minutes but there wasn't much to worry about.

"Just keep active all day Mark, without overdoing it. Your nerve treatment won't worry you much. Tomorrow is the day when you'll really need Andy's help."

Mark had a shower, helped by Andy of course, then they went to the dining room for his breakfast. They dropped into the Education Centre because Trevor wanted to know how it had all gone and then went to talk to Jim as well. After that they decided to spend the day at the underwater observatory where they'd be by themselves and could do whatever they liked. Mark wanted to catch up on everything that had happened to Andy and laughed about the time with Josh.

"He's like a racing car Mark. He starts off with his engines screaming and doesn't slow down till it's all over and he's so big he drags you along with him."

"I know! He wears his assistants out and Michael often takes over so Daniel can have a break. He really knows how to get you going. But tell me what happened with Daniel and Michael. Did they follow their plans?"

"Ha! Traitor! They sure did! And Jim added an extra rule which nearly sent me crazy.'

"Jim? What did he do?"

"He wouldn't let me have a plateau till the evening."

"You went all day after you left me?"

"Yes! And Daniel and Michael never stopped touching me. Every ten or fifteen minutes one of them would give me a buzz and Daniel kept trying to see how hard he could make me."

Mark was loving this and had to know all the details.

"What about the six hours? You lasted didn't you?"

"Yes! And it was funny really because I made them keep going too and they were both total wrecks by the end."

Mark's smile was lighting up more and more as he heard all this.

"What about William? Was he fun? I really like him."

"Yes! He's the friendliest one of them all. Have you been with him?"

"Oh yes! Everyone goes with everyone eventually. Jim will put you with all the others, and Toby and Brendan are waiting too."

"They won't be as good as you."

Talk like that quickly led to plateaus. Andy traced his fingers lightly over Mark's new nerve areas.

"What does it feel like?"

"Just a bit warm and tingly. It does feel stronger than when I first woke up though."

Andy thought back to the day when it nearly drove him crazy.

"I'll have to fight you off tomorrow. Remember when I attacked you?"

"Oh yes! But I got used to that. You've attacked me nearly every day since so I'll know what to do."

"Idiot!"

For some strange reason Mark seemed to like it when Andy called him an idiot.

"Andy?"

"What?"

"You know!"

"All right!"

Andy climbed on top and slid himself gently in, while Mark wrapped his legs round and locked them together.

"I'm not letting you go till you fill me up three times."

"Fast or slow?"

"Slow!"

Their bodies moved together in this gentle dance of intimacy, while they kept talking softly. This was the happy special feeling that didn't happen with Josh and the others, and even though it had only been four days, they'd both missed each other. Later, feeling very satisfied, they moved to the giant screen and spent nearly an hour exploring the world.

"Let's see if we can find an elephant Andy? Go to Africa!"

They tried, without any luck, for a while, till Andy remembered Neil saying he could have searched for the boat that time they'd gone to the south of the island.

"There's some way you can get it to search for things. Computer nine! Search for an elephant !"

"Search mode activated. Indicate preference."

The message appeared on the screen with a picture of two elephants, labelled African elephant and Indian elephant.

"African elephant!"

It took about 30 seconds, but sure enough, trundling through some light bush was a bird's eye view of an elephant.

"Focus lock! Surface range 10 metres."

"Oh my God! Look at those tasks. It must be a bull elephant."

The image zoomed close and they watched in amazement. The image didn't have the same high quality as the underwater cameras, but it was as good as any movie and they could clearly see five white birds following in the elephant's path.

"Computer nine search for a giraffe!"

"Computer nine. Search for a whale!"

"Computer nine search for an eagle."

"Search mode deactivated."

"What happened?"

"I don't know. It just appeared there. Computer nine. Search for an aircraft carrier."

"Search mode unavailable."

"I wonder what happened? I hope I haven't done something wrong."

"Computer nine. Locate Mount Everest. Surface range 500 metres."

In seconds, to Andy's relief, the screen filled with the top-down view, but now he was worried and decided to wait till he saw Neil before using the satellites again. They looked in the fridge and found stacks of food to choose from. Fresh salad, meat and vegetable dishes which could be micro-waved or heated in the oven, and a plate loaded with fillets of fish. Andy remembered how good the fillets were when Neil cooked them, so he decided to try his hand. Mark was most impressed.

"This is delicious Andy! Where did you learn to cook?"

"Oh! I used to be an apprentice chef in a big restaurant."

"Wow! Really!........ Idiot!"

"I wouldn't have a clue how to cook. This is what Neil likes and I'm just copying the way he did it."

They relaxed for a while then used the scuba gear to see if they could find the resident monster. Sure enough! There he was, seemingly unconcerned by their presence, and today he let them watch for fifteen minutes before disappearing into that same cleft. It was time to head back so they made their way slowly, exploring as they went till they reached the glass walls where they mucked round for another five minutes. Inside Andy showed Mark how you could replay the cameras, and on the screen they watched themselves swimming. The next day they spent most of the time in their suite. Mark looked quite strange with his treated areas glowing red like a bad sunburn. It looked painful but Mark said it didn't hurt at all.

"It's really all right Andy. It's much more irritating than it was yesterday though."

By midday he could hardly cope and Andy was using both hands non-stop to try and soothe the itching away. They discovered the same pattern that Andy had experienced where having a plateau would divert attention and then relieve the feelings for a while after, so the rest of the day consisted of a series of long build-ups and plateaus for Mark, followed by relatively relaxed time for about half an hour.

Andy's cock stayed plugged into Mark nearly all the time, the steady movement helping to relieve the itch at his back entrance and giving Andy a plateau whenever he felt like it. It was a long day and Andy gave every bit of attention he could to help Mark through the discomfort. At nine o'clock Mark swallowed the sleeping tablet Dr Kenna had given him and its fourteen hour effect carried him through the rest of the irritation phase, till he woke the next morning groggy from too much sleep. After breakfast they headed for the medical Centre and were escorted to Dr Kenna's office by Toby and Brendan.

"Good morning Mark! Up on the examination table please."

Dr Kenna made some superficial pokes and prods, then asked in detail what had happened yesterday.

"Yes! I see! Having a partner to distract you does a great job. It seems that between you, you've pretty well worked out the most effective treatment. You've done well, both of you. You realise you had it much easier than Andy don't you Mark? We've learnt from his experience not to give the nerve treatment till after the plateau response is reasonably stable. Now! Let's get busy! You didn't have a plateau this morning did you?"

"No! Toby told me not to last night."

"Good! We want one right now. Brendan! You work the camera please. I want this recorded properly. Toby! You collect his ejaculate and run a full test on it later and make a careful count of his testicular contractions during orgasm. Both of you watch closely and we'll talk our observations through later. Andy! I want you to keep Mark as highly stimulated as possible for ten minutes before he starts plateau. You should be good at judging that by now. Okay! Away you go!"

Initially it felt weird doing it like this with such close scrutiny and Dr Kenna's continued technical remarks which were obviously being recorded, but by the time Mark finished his buzz Andy was focused purely on his task.

"Buzz initiated after twenty seconds. Pre-seminal emissions evident in forty seconds. Breathing rate and heart rate increased rapidly. Facial expressions indicate high levels of pleasure. Strong rapport between Andy and Mark evident in techniques employed."

The doctor's voice went on but Andy zoned it out till Mark's orgasm finished and there was a great flurry of activity.

"Well! That was very... interesting! Thank you Mark! Off the table now and recover yourself. Toby! Slip your shorts off and climb on the table."

"What?!.... Yes!"

Everyone else looked almost as surprised as Toby.

"Andy! You've never given Toby a plateau have you?"

"Ah!.... No!"

"And Brendan?"

"No!"

"Good! Toby first. The same as you've just done with Mark please, except make it last for fifteen to twenty minutes this time. And remember, keep him as highly stimulated as you can manage right through."

Andy's hand closed around Toby's soft cock and felt it rapidly stiffening. He smiled at Toby's look of pleasure and watched him blank out for a short buzz. This was fun. Another new cock! Andy experimented, trying various things to see what got the most response, then gradually built Toby closer and closer to plateau. He had to be careful at first, but soon he figured the tell-tale signs which were warnings to back off, and was able to keep Toby desperate without letting him go over the edge. Andy was caught by surprise when Toby's plateau finished. It must have been less than a minute instead of the three minutes he was used to with Mark and he almost missed moving his hand in time to let the camera capture the image of Toby's juice spurting onto his chest and neck.

"Well done Toby! As soon as you're ready can you take control of the camera please. Okay Brendan! It's your turn. This is wonderful Andy! The same guidelines please and see if you can keep him stimulated as well as you did for Toby."

Andy set to work and very quickly had Brendan moaning and groaning from the intensity of his reactions. He made the loudest and most unusual noises that Andy had heard and soon everyone was smiling. When his orgasm started he was actually yelling.

"Excellent! I wondered if you were going to strain your vocal chords for a moment there Brendan. Now! Did you notice that Andy used different techniques with all three of you? Can you tell me why Andy?"

"Um! No! I didn't realise that I did."

They were all looking at him, expecting him to say more.

"I.. Um!.. Just did what they seemed to like the most."

"What do you think Brendan?"

"It sure worked for me."

"It sounded like it. Well, we'll have a look at the video when Andy and Mark leave but it appears to me that Andy has some intuitive way of understanding his partner's reactions. Andy! Up on the table please. You've had that erection ever since you gave Mark his buzz. We'll get a record of this too. Toby! We won't collect the semen. I'm more interested in his ejectile strength. Mark! How long can you keep Andy at his highest stimulation without letting him plateau?"

Mark was rather bothered by this question and thought a moment before answering.

"Um! It doesn't work like that Dr Kenna. It all depends on what Andy wants to do. He can let himself start a plateau in less than a minute, or he can fight it off for ages. The last time we really tried it took three quarters of an hour before he gave in, but that was a couple of weeks ago."

"I see! That's extremely impressive. Do you think you might be able to develop indefinite control Andy?"

"I know I can improve Dr. Kenna. It's very hard work though and Mark keeps getting better at making me lose control."

"What happens when you haven't had a plateau for four or five hours? Can you hold off then?"

"Not for very long."

"It's amazing that you can hold off at all with the testosterone build up after that time, but keep trying to improve. I suggest that once or twice a week you hold off on your plateau for six or seven hours and then see what you can do. Okay! Away you go and let's have a quarter of an hour before your plateau."

Mark used all their tricks and Andy fought them all off for ten minutes, but then he cheated by making Andy laugh and when he couldn't concentrate properly his plateau started almost straight away. Dr Kenna sent them off with overall instructions for Mark, which basically said to keep his balls drained for the next two months so they were always working and stimulated. Andy thought it was great and for the rest of the day kept stirring Mark about all the things he was going to make him do. They both thought it was great really, and particularly because Dr Kenna had made it clear that they'd be together most of the time. For the next three days they were back to the normal routine of work at the Education Centre in the morning, and then an hour's work under Jim's close supervision. Mark's change of status to a special meant changes to his fitness requirements and Jim started expecting more from him straight away. He was so pleased with Mark's level of fitness though that he didn't need to extend the training time at the gym.

"You're in great shape Mark. Working out with Andy has helped you as much as it has him. We'll have to develop your endurance and build your peak effort levels, but at least we don't have to force it the way we did with Andy."

He promptly said he expected them to do a long run each day for the next two weeks. The next morning they'd just finished a beautiful sixty-nine when a message came on the intercom for Andy to grab a quick breakfast and meet Dr Kenna at the medical centre in half an hour. He had the quickest shower, rushed his food down, and made it with five minutes to spare.

"There you are Andy! Good! Let's go!"

To Andy's surprise they climbed into one of the solar-electric carts that were used for quick transport and headed off on the service road to the Big House.

"You're helping with a patient today Andy. You're the best person to do it and they've asked for you anyway."

"A patient? I won't know what to do. You should have Toby or Brendan."

"But you do know. It's another nerve treatment. Here we are!"

The climbed out of the cart and were met by a man dressed in shorts and a short sleeve shirt, with a badge on the front pocket, the name Mike underneath it, and a tab saying security on the arm. He smiled a friendly welcome and led the way inside.

"Good morning Dr! Hello Andy!"

They walked down a long hallway, turned right to another hallway, entered a lift, then went up two levels, according to the buttons Mike pressed. The lift door opened, and Andy and Dr Kenna stepped into a huge and luxurious living area. The lift closed with Mike in it and Andy heard the murmur of its descent as Dr Kenna led the way to an open doorway. With his eyes on stalks, looking at everything around, Andy followed. It was Neil. Lying on a huge round bed similar to the one in the underwater room.

"Andy! Am I glad to see you."

Dr Kenna moved closer, had a look at Neil's red cock, and asked what it felt like.

"Exactly the way you said it would Dr! Totally irritating!"

Dr Kenna said that was excellent, which set both Neil and Andy smiling.

"I'll leave you with Andy then. He'll be the best treatment to get you through the day and if you take this sleeping tablet between eight and nine tonight you'll wake up tomorrow with only a slight but pleasant tingle."

The doctor left and the two friends grinned at each other.

"Andy! Come and start this treatment. I've been playing with myself ever since I woke up but it doesn't help."

With a laugh Andy was on the bed. One hand gently worked the glowing red cock and the other wrapped round the equally red ball sack. Neil sighed as he experienced an erection, a buzz, and a great deal of relief.

"Oh wow! That's better! You're not letting go all day."

Neil returned the favour and gave Andy a buzz.

"How come they've given you this treatment Neil? Did you know it was going to happen?"

"I asked for it after I saw how well it works for you."

"But it's different! Your cock's red all over, not just at the top."

"Yes! I haven't got it anywhere else either. It's a 20% treatment instead of a 100% like yours. My plateau is going up but not much and everything else will work better too. How's Mark's treatment going?"

"It's too soon to tell but Dr Kenna thinks it's a total success."

"Yes! He sounds very pleased about it all. He says this itchiness will get worse as the day goes on. What do you do?"

"The best thing seems to be to have a plateau and it goes away for about half an hour. Well that's what happened with me and Mark. You can't do that though because you'll conk out, so you should probably save up for later when the itchiness gets stronger."

"We'll have one now and then save up."

Andy laughed.

"That's a funny way to save up. All right! But we'll keep you going as long as you can. Have you got some lubrication?"

Neil found some and groaned as Andy lightly smoothed it on.

"Oh God! Do I have to last a long time?"

Andy didn't bother to answer. He lay on his back and spread his legs wide.

"Come on and stop complaining! Just get inside me and then keep moving slowly. You'll feel so good you'll hardly notice the irritation."

Neil followed orders, then started complaining.

"Andy! This really works, but it feels so good it'll drive me crazy."

"Weak! No self-control!"

"Oh yeah! I'll outlast you, that's for sure."

"Outlast me? The treatment must have sent you funny in the head."

Their smiles grew as each one tried to out-macho the other, and it started a game where Neil kept trying to make Andy plateau. Andy knew he wouldn't, thanks to that sixty-nine with Mark earlier on, but he kept pretending he was losing control and then miraculously getting it back at the last moment. The time passed really quickly. Neil was so much fun to be with. He wanted to know everything that had been happening since he last saw Andy. Andy asked the same back but it didn't work.

"Cheating Andy? You still haven't beaten me at wrestling yet!"

He thought it was funny when Andy asked about the computer cutting off the search mode.

"No! You didn't do anything wrong. You can try anything you like and it won't hurt. Someone with a higher priority probably cut you out. That searching program takes up huge amounts of processing power and sometimes it tries to grab control of half the satellites. They're upgrading the whole system soon and it will get much better."

"Better? It's unbelievable already."

"I suppose it is, but you get used to it when you're using it all the time."

"So you use it a lot do you?"

"Good try Andy! Everyone does! I'll have to show you more stuff. You've hardly seen anything yet really. Let's organise something to eat. It's going to be awkward though, stuck together like this. How are we going to get to the menu? It's in the other room."

"We'll you'll have to carry me. Are you strong enough?"

That experiment didn't work too well, so they separated, had a clean-up then looked at the menu.

"You can have anything you like. I mostly choose the fish because it's fresh and hasn't been transported in by the helicopters."

Neil used the fancy intercom and arranged for their meals to be sent in half an hour's time, then took Andy back to the big bed.

"Okay nurse! I'd like a plateau five minutes before the food arrives or your hands will be so busy you'll only get to eat when I feed you something."

Andy couldn't help laughing because that was exactly what happened between himself and Mark. When the meal arrived in the elevator Neil was able to eat in relative comfort, and after they'd finished, Neil decided he didn't want to be stuck in the room all day.

"Come on! Let's have a look around."

Andy was delighted with this idea and thought he'd finally get to see the big screen that Neil had often spoken about as well as the rest of the house, and eagerly followed Neil as he headed for the lift. At the ground floor they retraced the way to the entrance and Neil climbed into one of the electric carts.

"Where are we going? I thought you were going to show me round the house"

Neil looked pleased, and when Andy was seated next to him, indicated that he wanted his cock held.

"Come on nurse! You're meant to be keeping me comfortable."

Knowing he wasn't going to be told anything, Andy watched as the cart headed inland, gliding silently, apart from the rush of the tires, through the lush vegetation for 300 metres till they came to a large cleared area with a complex of four huge sheds and a number of other structures. A big, modern looking helicopter standing on a concrete helipad told Andy that this was where all the supplies were landed and he stared as they moved closer. Neil parked the cart next to the hanger then led the way along the concrete apron to the glistening machine.

"What do you think of it Andy?"

"I don't know! I've never been close to a helicopter before. It looks like something out of a spy movie."

Neil laughed, unlatched the door and climbed in, then turned and nodded to Andy. In seconds Andy was in the cabin and looking round at everything.

"Sit here and I'll buckle you in."

"Buckle me in? We're just having a look aren't we?"

"You'll get the feel of it better."

It did feel quite impressive with the harness strapped on and the array of instruments in front of him, and then Neil fitted him with the helmet.

"Wow! I really feel the part now! I wonder..."

Andy stared in shock when Neil flicked a switch and a humming sound started up.

"What's?...."

Neil had taken the other seat and in quick practiced moves, donned the helmet and strapped himself in. Instruments came to life under his hands and he pointed to a circular screen.

"The skies are clear Andy! Here we go!"

Another flick and the humming stopped, to be replaced with a muted roar of engines, and soon after the giant blades started moving. Stunned, Andy watched Neil's concentration as the blades increased their speed and after a minute lifted them into the air. His attention shifted to the ground below as they rose higher and higher then back to Neil when the ascent stopped.

"Gotcha that time!"

Neil's voice sounded clear as a bell in Andy's ears, from what must be speakers set into his helmet.

"You're a helicopter pilot?"

Neil laughed.

"I hope so, or we're in big trouble. Yes! And I'm a very good one too."

For the next half an hour Neil took them on a tour round the island. Andy was astonished at the beauty of the lagoons, beaches and reefs from this new perspective and was surprised when they flew past some rugged cliffs at the northern end of the island.

"Okay Andy! It's your turn to fly!"

Andy turned from the view and shook his head at Neil.

"No way!"

"Well! Not directly! Use my joystick and you can guide us. Give me your hand."

Wondering what Neil could possibly mean, Andy reached his arm across and had his hand wrapped round Neil's cock.

"Mmm! I need this! All right then Andy! Forward means down, left means left, back means up, and when you squeeze I'll go faster. Hold my balls if you want us to hover. You're in charge for the next ten minutes but don't get me too excited and don't let go."

Oh God! This was really happening. Andy just held Neil's cock without doing anything for a minute.

"We're heading away from the island Andy! You'll have to give us some directions."

Andy pressed Neil's cock to the left and held it there till the island was directly ahead, then changed to the right so they were following the coastline. He relaxed after a couple of minutes and enjoyed the strange feeling. He wanted another look at the cliffs so he directed them back then grabbed Neil's balls. Feeling game, he decided to get Neil to go down near the surface of the ocean and holding his cock again, pressed it forward. He nearly had a heart attack when the helicopter felt like it was falling and quickly pulled Neil's cock back again. The engines roared and Andy's stomach sank while Neil's laughter sounded in his ears.

"You're a dangerous driver Andy. I think I'd better take over now. The joystick's getting too sensitive."

Andy let go as if Neil's cock was red-hot steel and for the next quarter of an hour thought he was going to die when Neil showed him what the helicopter could do, as he described it. This ended and they headed for the helipad because Neil said he was starting to feel too uncomfortable.

"Let's go to the underwater room Andy. It's my favourite spot and we can do whatever we like there."

Andy was excited after the helicopter ride but all Neil was interested in was his cock, which was getting increasingly irritated.

"Give me a plateau Andy! The last one worked so well I hardly noticed the irritation for ages, but now it's stronger than ever."

Andy set to work on the red joystick as he now started calling it and for half an hour the only focus of attention was the pleasure rising in their bodies. They finished almost together and Neil laughed in delight as Andy's juice spurted over his head.

"How long have you been a helicopter pilot Neil?"

"Just over two years. You really liked the ride didn't you? You surprised me at the last because most people would have been sick when I was showing off like that."

"I think I was too excited to even think about being sick."

"Why don't you learn to fly one Andy? I reckon you'd be good at it."

Andy just looked at him.

"I'm serious. Mike is a qualified instructor and you can learn all the required theory work at the Education Centre with Trevor. There are always at least three helicopters here on the island and the big transport ones often stay here as well, so there's always something ready to fly. I'll take you up again next time I see you."

"Do you think they'd let me? Mark's never said anything about anyone learning to fly before."

"Of course they will. That's what they're there for."

Neil kept talking about it and Andy got more and more interested. They moved to the computer and Neil pulled the courses and requirements onto the screen, then showed different types of helicopters and their capabilities.

"Where's the one we were flying in Neil? I haven't seen anything about it."

"No! It's extra special. We'd only be able to get really technical stuff about it."

For the next couple of hours Andy learned more things about the computer system and how to make it do what he wanted.

"Computer nine! Recognise Andy at priority level five. There you are Andy. Try your searching now and no ones likely to push you out of the way."

Andy searched for a few things, with Neil showing him better techniques, till he locked onto an airliner flying across the Atlantic Ocean.

"Watch this Andy. Computer nine. Show passenger list."

It took about fifteen seconds, but there it was.

"Choose someone and we'll see what we can find out about them."

"I wonder if there are any Australians?"

"Computer nine. Sort passenger list by country of origin. There you are. Seven passengers with Australian passports."

"Um! Look at the first one then, ... Arthur Bellamy."

"Computer nine. General profile for Arthur Bellamy."

Andy stared in disbelief as information appeared on the screen. Passport photo, 27 years old, male, teacher, salary $47,000, address, political affiliation -- Greens party 99% probability...

"Computer nine. Purchasing profile for Arthur Bellamy."

More information flashed onto the screen showing actual amounts and percentages for different types of purchases.

"Look at that Andy. He spends more money than most people on books. Computer nine. List Arthur Bellamy book purchases for the previous twelve months.

He's bought thirty-two books and most of them seem to be science fiction or thrillers.

Computer nine. List Arthur Bellamy library borrowings for the last twelve months. See! There's more of the same type of books. He must like Alan Dean Foster and Clive Cussler."

"How can it know what books he's read? Are you sure this is right?"

"Well! It all comes from the bar-codes. Every book has one and it gets recorded when he borrows. It can't tell if he's really read them of course."

Andy watched as Neil kept going with listings of every purchase the guy had made, his medical file, every website he'd visited, financial accounts, phone numbers called and even his official file from the education Ministry.

"That's all private stuff Neil. Isn't it meant to be protected?"

"Ha! Most of it comes from government computers. There's hardly a government anywhere that doesn't look at all this kind of information. They say it's protected but it's not."

"You mean this computer is looking at government ones?"

"Yes! It's more powerful than most of them and there's a team of incredibly clever guys working to make it better all the time."

They left Arthur Bellamy and Neil went on to show a brief look at the computer in science, medical, political and economic modes, till Andy's head was reeling and Neil's irritation level sent them back to the bed. Over an hour later Neil lost all his restraint and pounded into Andy with all his energy and finished Andy off with three plateaus in a row.

"You're evil Andy! Making me last all that time. It makes me feel like I'm going to explode by the time I finish my plateau."

"Not so evil! You didn't even think about the irritation the whole time."

"Hey! You're right! I didn't! Let's have our meal before it builds up again."

Andy stirred Neil when the fish fillets came out of the fridge and then again about his cooking, but there wasn't a scrap left when they both finished. They talked for a while then Neil led Andy to the bed again saying he needed some soothing. He laughed at Andy's surprised look.

"Not really Andy, but we've only got another hour before I'm meant to take that sleeping tablet and you make me feel so good. You like having sex with me don't you?"

Andy could hardly believe he was hearing this and his mouth dropped open in astonishment.

"Neil! We could do it non-stop all day and it still wouldn't be enough. How come you're even asking?"

"I'd just like to know! Is it as good as when you're with Mark?"

Andy almost stirred him by saying it was terrible, but he could tell Neil wanted a serious answer.

"Absolutely! You both make me feel fantastic, but it's different. Mark's gentler and we seem to do things more automatically, but you kind of take charge and make it exciting because I don't quite know what's going to happen next."

Neil was silent for a moment then his smile lit up. He was obviously happy with what Andy had said.

"I see! So I'm bossy am I?"

"A total bully! Look at the way you treat me when we're wrestling."

"That's not bullying! That's superior knowledge and I only do it because you're such a wuss."

"Ha! What are you going to say when I started beating you then? That won't be long you know!"

"In your dreams!"

All this led to a short bout of wrestling, but neither of them was serious. It was too soon after filling themselves with fish and they were both intent on sharing stronger passions.

Mark didn't believe it.

"You're what? Going to fly a helicopter! You can't be serious! Andy! You're stirring me again."

"No! I mean, no I'm not stirring. It was Neil's idea really, but it's so exciting and he doesn't think it will take very long if I work hard at it. I'm going to ask Trevor about it tomorrow."

"Wow! You really do mean it. But how are you going to fit it in? Your day's full already."

"I don't know! I suppose I'll have to learn it in the afternoons, but I have to fit in with when Mike, the security guy, can take me."

"Security guy?"

"Neil says he's a qualified instructor."

"And Neil's had a treatment from Dr Kenna?"

Mark listened in amazement while Andy gave his account of the day's happenings.

"Gosh! You never know what's going to happen next with Neil. I wonder if I'll get to go up in a helicopter?"

"Why don't you learn too? We could work together and help each other."

This thought had been in Andy's mind but he didn't really think Mark would be keen, so he was pleased with his answer.

"It does sound exciting, but I'll wait to see how you go at it first. Aren't you scared about it?"

"A bit! But Neil made it look so easy."

Without any warning Andy grabbed Mark and held him helpless with one of the restraining holds he'd learned, and started tickling his balls.

"Come on stud! How many plateaus are you going to have tonight?"

"Five?"

"Five! Is that all? I reckon these super factories can do better than that. How about seven or eight? I haven't seen you all day."

"Josh drained me dry this afternoon when Jim told him to."

"Did he? Well I'll just have to show you how to do it properly won't I?"

Mark started gasping with pleasure and struggling to set himself free when Andy's hand started to work on his straining cock. The next morning when Andy reached the education Centre, Trevor greeted him a full of humour.

"Well! If it isn't Andy! The man who likes to work. I've rearranged your time-table so we're back to seven o'clock starts again, and Jim knows you won't be reaching him till after two o'clock. The word from the Big House is that you'll be going for your first practical flight in three weeks and we need to give you a crash course in all the theory work and get you started on the simulators as well. You're getting me up an hour earlier than usual Andy, so you'd better work hard to make it worthwhile."

God! Neil must have been talking about it to someone last night. Well it was all happening now. Three weeks? A mixture of nerves and excitement filled his mind as Trevor showed him the course outlines and how to access everything. That was just stirring about working hard, but Andy was delighted that Trevor would be helping him personally for an hour and a half each morning and once again he made the silent promise to himself that Trevor would be extra pleased with his efforts.

For the next couple of months Andy's life was completely flat out, except for one day a week which was always left free for him to relax or do whatever he wished. Neil must have been busy too because he only managed to see Andy about once a week. A couple of times Neil worked it to be on Andy's free-day and they had a longer time together, but usually they met for only a couple of hours, of which most was spent on the big bed. With Neil's treatment taking hold, Andy noticed how much more he enjoyed their sex.

A normal day involved an hour and a half with Trevor, till 8:30, normal study till 12 o'clock, midday meal them practice time on the helicopter simulators till two o'clock. Physical activity, which he loved because he was always partnered with Mark, lasted till six o'clock with about an hour of that being something organised by Jim. After the evening meal Andy had three hours of sex with Mark, taking him to ever higher levels of pleasure as his system reached its new potential, and working through all the exercises Andy had had earlier. The first time Andy went with Mike in the helicopter, he felt like an alien because he had to wear clothes, even though they were just shorts, shirt and shoes. Mike was hard to please, and very strict about everything being done correctly, but Andy really liked him. When he thought about it Andy realised he hadn't met anyone on the island he didn't like. Not the first time, but very quickly, Andy found himself taking control. The hard work started as again and again, over and over, he had to practice gradually more difficult manoeuvres, till Mike was satisfied he could do them properly and confidently. Eventually Andy did all the flying but it was to be a while before he could fly solo.

"Andy! There's a message for you to go to the pontoon at two o'clock."

Excellent! It had been a week and a half since Andy had seen Neil and it felt too long. The rest of the morning passed slower than usual and when he finally set off he ran all the way to the sheltered table near the beach where they always met. Neil, who was already there, gave him a hug then laughed.

"What's the hurry Andy? I can feel your heart racing."

Andy didn't answer as they crossed the sand. Neil knew very well that he hurried to meet him. They swam to the pontoon, dived to the observatory, had a quick shower them moved to the bed and started wrestling. Andy was learning how to counter most of Neil's moves, but today he only lasted five minutes. A completely new hold came out of the blue and with a grunt of effort Neil flipped him on his back and held him helpless. They looked at each other for a while, the enjoyment Andy was feeling at the close contact reflected in Neil's eyes.

"Cheat! You've never done that move before."

"Cheat hey? Well how are you going to get out of it?"

Andy struggled, knowing he was meant to and also knowing it was completely in vain.

"I can't! I'll have to lie here with you squishing me to death till you let me go."

"I think we'll stay here then. It's nice squishing you like this."

So much for the wrestling. Andy lifted his head, nibbled on Neil's ear, then rested his lips and softly blew his moist warm breath against Neil's neck. A couple more breaths was all it took for the force in Neil's muscles to relax, but Andy kept going, moving his lips across Neil's neck in the limited freedom he had available.

"Hmm! Do you think that will get you free?"

Knowing very well that it would, Andy kept up the gentle blowing.

"All right! But you have to do it where I tell you."

The hold was released. Andy's lips gently touched Neil's chest and slowly moved their way down to his bellybutton, the warm breath gently caressing all the time.

"God! Who's the cheat now? Andy! It's been too long since I've seen you."

The gentle actions became mutual, then very quickly strenuous, and finally, imperative as their passion and need mounted. Much later, as they were having a cleanup shower Neil asked about Andy's progress with the flying.

"When are you going to take me for a flight?"

"Soon I hope! I reckon I'm ready, but Mike won't let me go anywhere without him yet and I think he'd kill me if I did."

Neil agreed and went to the fridge for a snack.

"What do you want Andy? There's cold meat, which I think is Turkey. Here! Try it and tell me if it's any good."

It was, and they sat watching through the windows while they ate a few pieces each.

"Let's go and see if the monster's there! I haven't seen him for ages."

They were soon kitted out in the scuba gear and made their way leisurely towards the monster haunt. Neil pointed out a giant clam with iridescent purple showing on the flesh just inside the lips of its shell, and then they watched the strange motion of a large jellyfish before moving on.

Yes! There he was. Andy saw him first today and touched Neil's arm to point him out. They watched for about ten minutes while he moved slowly across the coral, his tentacles flicking forward to search for a grip, then his body following in a light glide. Twice he jetted to a new outcrop with all his tentacles trailing but without any effort to escape the two strange creatures following. Andy was wondering if he recognised them in any way, after all they'd been coming roughly every couple of weeks, when Neil moved in close and impulsively reached forward to touch one of the tentacles with his flipper. Monster didn't like that. His body galvanised into action and shot off towards the bottom of a large column of dead coral. Andy smiled at the reaction then started after Neil, who looked like he'd decided to chase the indignant monster.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, from the moment when Neil, in his haste, swam too close to the column and snagged his airline on a piece jutting out. His body jerked to a stop and he tugged at the hose, which had been pulled from his mouth. The column toppled slowly, pushing Neil with it towards the bed of coral beneath. Numb with shock and disbelief, Andy watched motionless while everything settled. Fear crashed through him at the sight of the column resting over Neil's body and he instinctively moved to see what he could do. Neil's body was struggling uselessly, but his head was free and as Andy came closer, turned to look at him. He was still alive was Andy's first thought and then he saw he had no air. The mouthpiece was somewhere underneath everything and unreachable. After a couple of deep gasps Andy transferred his own mouthpiece and watched Neil take frantic breaths. Andy's mind raced as he took in the situation. The coral looked too heavy to move but he'd try that in a moment. Neil was nodding. What did he want? Andy transferred the mouthpiece to himself when he understood that was what Neil meant. Bracing himself he took hold of one edge of the column and started trying to move it. No way! Frantic movement caught his eyes and he saw Neil shaking his head in a violent no. Fear renewed itself at the thought that Neil's body might be crushed. As he transferred the mouthpiece again he knew the only thing to do was get help. He looked at his dive watch and saw there was just over fifteen minutes of air left. While Neil was breathing, Andy pointed to his tank and mimed that he was going for air. At Neil's nod of understanding, Andy unbuckled the tank and positioned it so it couldn't move, took another quick gulp of air, then repositioned the mouthpiece, till he saw the nod from Neil that it was comfortably fitted, then after a touch of his hand to Neil's forehead, left his friend behind and drifted upwards. Ten metres wasn't very deep, but he let the air trickle from his lungs each time he felt the pressure build inside and each time equalised his ears. The instant his head broke the surface he oriented himself and his body exploded into action as the build-up of adrenaline and fear for Neil gave him speed and the strength to keep it up. Should he run to the house? The extra time it would take might be critical and he decided to try the intercom in the observatory instead. At the pontoon his watch showed eleven minutes of air left and although there should be a reserve he couldn't trust that. His heart pounding, he raged at the minute taken in the little pressurisation room then rushed to the intercom. He pressed the security line first and yelled.

"Emergency! Emergency! Is there anyone there?"

"Security! What's wrong?"

"Neil's trapped at the bottom of the lagoon. He's 150 metres northeast of the pontoon. I have to get back to him with air. Did you understand me?"

"Yes! What...."

Andy ran to the lockers, grabbed a new air tank, carried it to the pressurisation room and fitted it on while the machinery hummed. Again he flashed to the surface and swam, it would be faster than flippering underwater. Oh no! How to tell the right place to dive down? A picture filled his mind of what the pontoon looked like when he came up the first time, and looking behind him he changed his course for the last forty metres. He couldn't be far off surely. As soon as he dived he recognised where he was and swam straight to Neil. >From ten metres away his relief blossomed at the sight of a cluster of air bubbles making their way towards the surface. His heart nearly burst at the smile Neil gave when he swapped mouthpieces. Unbuckling the new air tank and replacing it with the old, Andy determined to stay with Neil till he had to surface, but barely a minute after he'd made the swap he heard the buzz of an engine. He pointed upwards and left when Neil gave his nod of understanding. He spat his mouthpiece, yelled and waved the instant his head broke the surface, till he glimpsed three people with air tanks fitted, look in his direction. The engine of the powerful speedboat howled momentarily as it headed towards him, then howled again to bring it to a stop beside him.

"Is he here?"

Andy recognised Mike.

"Yes! Straight down."

"Describe the situation to the others while I have a look."

Mike disappeared, Andy explained, watched for a moment as a rapid series of instructions were sent by walkie-talkie, then shook his head in refusal when the third guy wanted him to get in the boat. Gliding downwards, Andy couldn't believe they expected him to leave Neil behind. As he reached the bottom he had another shock when he saw Mike move into position and reach down to try and move the coral. Without a thought he rocketed into Mike and shoved him away, then shook his head in a violent negative when Mike recovered and looked at him. Curse this trying to explain things underwater. Andy tried to convey that Neil didn't want this but it wasn't till Mike got the same message from Neil's shaking head that he nodded in understanding. God! What was happening now? It was getting hard to breathe. His air tank was running out. He mimed to Mike that he was going to the surface because he needed air. Now it was Mike who shook his head negatively, unbuckled his tank, handed it over, pointed at Andy in an order to stay with Neil, then headed for the surface. Andy donned the fresh air tank then moved to Neil. He rested his hand on Neil's head in response to an imperative need to be close and for at least a minute nothing happened. Andy wondered what was going on in Neil's mind. It must have been terrible for him in the fifteen minutes he was alone, totally trapped and unable to move. He was very still and when Andy looked closely he could see beads of perspiration round his eyes behind the faceplate of his mask.

No! Something was wrong. Andy moved his hand through the waving mass of Neil's hair in an instinctive gesture of comfort, and felt his heart lurch when Neil's eyes fixed on his for several seconds, closed, then opened after a terrible moment accompanied by a quivering of his face muscles. With the contortion caused by the mouthpiece, it took a long, fearful moment for Andy to understand that for some reason Neil had given him a smile. The quiet timeless minute with just the two of them together, ended abruptly with the arrival of Mike, an extra air tank and another guy with a spare as well. Another boat arrived above while Mike and the other security guy looked closely at the way the coral was lying. Two more men arrived, one with a crowbar and the other with an object which Andy finally worked out was a carjack. A third boat arrived and down came ropes, another crowbar and two more jacks, one of them much bigger than the other two. Two divers kept going up and down bringing different pieces of equipment. Andy had to move out of the way now and watch quietly while Mike directed everything. It took nearly half an hour but ever so carefully, to ensure it couldn't slip or roll in any unplanned direction, the column was raised higher and higher till it was completely clear of Neil's body.

Yes! Andy wanted to shout his excitement and relief when Mike took the mouthpiece from Neil's mouth and deftly guided his body to freedom and open water. Neil unbuckled the old air tank, let it drop and beckoned to Andy while positioning the mouthpiece dangling from a new tank. He grabbed Andy's hand in a fierce hold for several seconds, then pressing his hand against his chest, pointed at the first-aid stretcher which had arrived on yet another boat. While he was being manoeuvred into position he motioned for Andy to hold the air tank, which had no place to go. The whole group, now numbering seven including Neil on the stretcher, slowly made its way towards the surface amidst a great cloud of shimmering bubbles. There was some tricky manoeuvering at the back of the largest powerboat, but the stretcher was quickly pulled aboard where Dr Kenna and one of the other doctors were waiting. Andy had just started moving clear of the boat when there was a commotion on board and he heard his name being yelled. Everyone on the boat was calling him. He dropped the air tank he was holding, vaguely hoping there was no one beneath him, and raced to climb on the platform affair at the stern. A strong hand grabbed him, there was a yell and the powerful engines sent them underway. By the time Andy had freed himself of tank, goggles and flippers, they were approaching the shore of the Education Centre's bay. The doctors were both sitting beside Neil and he was talking and obviously answering their questions. He was lying with his head facing away from the stern and it wasn't till they were lifting him ashore that their eyes locked. Andy didn't quite understand the look that Neil gave him but it made him feel wonderful

"Andy stays near me till we finish these checkups."

Andy almost jumped at the tone in Neil's voice. The words were great but the way he said them had so much authority it sounded like a different person. Within minutes they were in a section of the Medical Centre that Andy had never seen, Neil was lying on an examination table and the three doctors were giving him test after test. They focused first on the painful area of his chest and quickly decided that he had cracked or broken a number of ribs on his left side, but after that, check after check turned out positive. The doctor who was directing everything seemed very impressive and Andy greatly appreciated the way he was made to feel like he belonged there. An hour and a half later Neil was sitting on the edge of the table with wide bandages strapped firmly around his chest.

"So! What's the final story Bevan? Can I get back to work tomorrow?"

"I don't see why not. We haven't been able to find a single thing wrong apart from three cracked ribs. You're going to be miserable for a while and the bruising will be spectacular. I'd like to check your progress each day and give you some treatment to help the stressed tissue recover, but it's not strictly necessary. You won't argue with me about spending the night here under observation will you?"

"Bevan! Would I ever argue with the best doctor in the world?"

Andy wondered what was going on.

"Neil! You haven't said anything about how you coped while you were down there? That was a fearful situation you were in."

Neil went quiet and when he did start speaking he looked directly at Andy.

"Bevan! I've never really known fear and helplessness before this afternoon, and for a time I nearly didn't cope, but it was my fortune to have a guardian angel who helped me through."

No-one said a word. The doctor nodded and smiled at Andy. Then Neil spoke again in his normal voice."

"Okay! Where's this observation room? Andy! You must be hungry? I know I am. I can eat can't I Bevan?"

The doctor nodded and led the way. Andy couldn't help laughing to himself when he recognised the room.

"Bevan! Would you arrange food and find Mike for me please."

The doctor left and Neil wanted to know what Andy was smiling about.

"It's just that I know this room Neil. If you misbehave I'll tie your hands and legs down and collect a sample from you."

Neil sat on the bed and winced.

"Ouch! Don't say anything to make me laugh please Andy. That would not be funny."

They didn't have time to say anything else because Mike appeared at the open doorway and Neil called him in.

"Mike! I was so relieved when you turned up. I knew everything was going to be okay."

Andy gave a mental start. He knew that wasn't quite right and wondered why Neil said it.

"Well I'm not pleased about it! I made several mistakes."

"Mike! You don't make mistakes. What are you talking about?"

"I didn't assess the situation well enough and could have caused you a major injury if Andy hadn't stopped me."

"Andy did the same thing. You would have seen me shaking my head and stopped. You know that's true. So forget it. What else?"

"It took too long to reach you!"

"What was the response time?"

"Just over six minutes till we reached you!"

"That sounds pretty good to me given the situation. What's your worry about it?"

"It took too long to get out of the house and then there was an unconscionable time taken getting a boat in the water and moving. I'd recommend having an emergency boat in the water at all times and ready to go. It could save up to forty seconds, which could be vital in an underwater situation."

"Well you organise it Mike! You know you don't have to ask."

"Can I persuade you to let me keep someone close when you go off by yourself?"

"No! But I wasn't by myself this time. I had Andy with me. Mike! I want you to listen to this. I haven't heard it myself yet. Andy! Will you take us through what happened from your..... What is it?"

Andy had been listening to this strange conversation with growing disbelief, or perhaps more accurately, with growing certainty.

"You're not a helicopter pilot!"

"Yes I am! You've been up with me."

"But it's not your job is it?"

"Well not really!"

"And you tell the doctor to get food. And whenever you say something it always happens. And now you're telling Mike he can buy a whole new boat."

"Uh-Oh! I think a lot of pennies just dropped. Mike! Give us a quarter of an hour and get the observation cameras turned off please."

While Mike was leaving Neil motioned Andy to the bed next to him and for a minute they sat quietly with Neil's right arm draped across Andy shoulder in an oh so familiar gesture.

"So you've figured out where I fit into all this have you?"

"You're the patron aren't you?"

"I'm still Neil."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Do you think we'd be such good friends if I had? You know the answer to that. Andy! I've never had a friend who's important to me like you are. Do you think you'd have treated me like you do? Do you think we'd have laughed and had so much fun?"

Andy knew that Neil was right and could only nod in agreement.

"What's going to happen now?"

"I don't care! That's up to you Andy. You can do what you like. We can keep meeting the same way we have been, or I've got some ideas for you to think about."

This was too intriguing not to ask about.

"What ideas?"

"Ouch! Don't make me laugh. You couldn't resist that could you?"

They were both smiling now. Somehow Neil had pulled them back into their old rapport.

"Well for a start you could come and live at my place. You'd have to bring Mark of course. Eventually I'd like you to be my companion if you wanted to, and travel everywhere with me. It would be hard work. You'd have to finish the courses they've mapped out for you here and learn a lot of other stuff as well."

They talked more and Andy wanted to know why Neil had picked him.

"Hey! You're meant to beat me at wrestling before I tell you all this stuff. No! Don't! I'll tell you. It was because of all the reports they kept sending me. Everyone who was involved with you was impressed. Trevor, Jim and Malcolm all said the same thing."

"Malcolm? Whose Malcolm?"

"Dr Kenna! So I had a good look at your photos and decided that someone so ugly must be interesting."

"Idiot!"

Mike appeared at the door again and was beckoned in.

"Mike! You're looking at the only person in the world who tells me I'm an idiot."

"Really? Well the rest of us just think it."

Neil looked quite shocked for a moment till a smile grew on his face.

"And you're sacked if one of my ribs falls off because you make me laugh. Andy! Go through your side of what happened this afternoon."

For nearly a quarter of an hour Andy explained what he'd seen and done, occasionally answering a question, till Neil and Mike were satisfied.

"What's your assessment Mike? I can't see that you or anyone else could have handled things any better. He worked out priorities and followed them. How long did he take to pass on the fundamentals of the emergency and check that you understood?"

"Twelve seconds Neil! I played the tape while you were with the doctors."

"Wow! You must agree that's impressive."

"I can only say it was faultless."

"There you are Andy. Another good report. How long before Andy will be flying solo?"

"Two or three weeks."

"He thinks he's ready now."

"Does he? Well he is but there are a few points that still need perfecting."

"How long before you'd let him be my pilot?"

"In any type of helicopter? I'd say another six months."

"What? He has to be able to fly upside down before you think he's good enough?"

"No! He's good enough but he's got no experience. He needs a lot more hours and I haven't given him any crisis flying yet."

Neil nodded with a kind of thoughtful look.

"Arrange for a full simulator for my helicopter. We'll set it up in number two hangar and fast track it to be finished in a month."

"Yours? You're going to let Andy fly your helicopter?"

"I let you fly it!"

Mike looked across with a grin.

"He does let me fly it Andy, but not often. His like a fussy old woman about it."

Neil opened his mouth to make a retort that changed his mind and very seriously thanked Mike for the way he'd run the emergency effort. Mike said he was just doing his job but Andy sensed that he was appreciating what was being said. Toby and Brendan appeared at the open doorway and wheeled in a couple of food trolleys while Neil was telling Mike he'd see him in the morning. Mike left and Neil started looking under the top food covers.

"God! They've sent half the kitchen. Why don't you stay and help us eat it?"

Andy felt like laughing at Toby and Brendan because their usual cocky attitude was quite subdued till Neil started describing the afternoon's events.

"Have you guys ever seen the old monster? Well! Leave him alone if you ever do. I'm not messing with him again. Can you imagine how pleased I was to see Andy with a new tank of air? I didn't know how long the air I had would last and Andy didn't even bother to let me know. I think I'm glad he didn't though because it turned out the tank was virtually empty. Mmm! This meat dish isn't too bad. See if there's any fish fillets down the bottom there. It hurts too much to bend down."

Oh well! Neil was certainly back to normal if he was stirring about the fillets. Andy and Neil exchanged smirks and bumped shoulders together when Toby, quite understandably, checked the bottom sections of the trolleys then realised from their looks that there was some kind of joke he didn't understand.

"Andy's got a fetish for fish fillets Toby. He's always going on about them."

"No I don't! I just get them stuffed down my gullet day after day."

"Andy! You look like a rubber balloon. Aren't you roasting in that thing?"

In fact Andy was, but with all the drama there just hadn't been quite the appropriate moment to remove his lightweight wetsuit.

"What do you think Brendan? Does he look better in it or out of it?"

Brendan picked up on the message.

"Definitely out of it!"

"Ha! At least I don't need anyone to cut mine off with a surgical scalpel."

"Ouch! I hope you're talking about the wetsuit."

Andy unzipped and peeled off to the accompaniment of a cheeky whistle from Toby and comments from Neil and Brendan. Neil stood up and very gingerly pulled their bodies together. It was a soft hug but it sent Andy's blood surging and when Neil's hand slipped between them it caused the inevitable buzz. After Toby and Brendan left Andy and Neil talked for quite a while.

"Andy! I need to fade out. But would you mind staying with me tonight? I feel like I need some company."

Andy nodded and Neil winced when he moved the wrong way.

"I'm not going to be doing anything active. That's for sure! Why don't you go and see Mark for a couple of hours. He must be really wondering what's happened to you."

He lowered himself to the bed with a few whinges about what he was going to feel like in the morning and closed his eyes.

"Hmm! I think I'll be asleep when you get back."

When Andy reached the suite Mark rushed to hug him.

"God! Tell me what happened! You're all right aren't you? Everyone says you're a hero! Did a coral reef collapse on you? I got scared when I saw them take you up to the medical centre. Then they said you were all right. Neil was on a stretcher too. Is he hurt? Everyone was rushing around like crazy."

Andy squeezed him hard and laughed at the rush of questions.

"I'm all right and so is Neil except for some cracked ribs."

They flopped on the bed then Mark sat on Andy's stomach and said he wasn't moving till he'd heard the whole story. He did though, after about five minutes, and wriggled himself till Andy's cock slid deep inside. By the time Andy finished the basic facts of the story they were both so randy they spent another quarter of an hour building each other to a plateau. Now it was Mark's turn to receive a few shocks.

"Oh my God! Neil's the patron? You said he was staff at the Big House or a helicopter pilot. How can he be? He told us he was only twenty-four."

"His father died five years ago and he's been running everything ever since. That's why we don't see him very often. He travels all over the world. Guess what? He wants us to move into the Big House in about three weeks time."

Market looked surprised and then went quiet for a moment.

"You mean he wants you don't you Andy? I'm not that important to him."

"Yes you are! We'll still have our own room and when he's there we'd stay in his. He wants to talk to you about it tomorrow morning."

"Help! What am I going to say?"

"I felt the same Mark. I nearly had a heart attack when I worked out who he was, but he made me feel good about everything straight away."

"The Big House! What will we do there Andy?"

"In the daytime we'll still be at the Education Centre and working with Jim. He says we should finish all the training we're doing."

"What about at night?"

"When he's not there that's up to us. But he says I definitely should keep training you for at least two hours every night."

"What?"

"Well I told him how you can never keep up with me."

Market looked surprised but then he grinned.

"You wait Andy! I'll get you for that. What's your record for plateaus in an hour?"

"Two more than you!"

Andy ran his fingers along the full length of Mark's cock and concentrated on the doubly sensitised head, moved his own cock to stimulate the new nerves at Mark's back entrance, and with his free hand started working the dark aureoles on Mark's chest. This triple whammy sent Mark's body quivering with ecstasy and rapidly on course for a plateau. At the last moment Andy stopped then let Mark calm down a little.

"This is where you do need the most practice Mark. See how many times we can do this before you can't stop yourself."

This was the hardest thing for both of them and their only real difference. Mark had worked for months to help Andy build enough control to indefinitely hold off his plateaus, and now he was facing the same discipline, incredibly difficult, but wonderful in the understanding required between them.

Neil was in a deep sleep, so Andy used the roll-away bed when he returned to the observation room. Thoughts whirled for a while but soon his own sleep was just as deep. After all it had been quite a day.

In the morning he woke and watched Neil lying peacefully till his eyelids flickered and opened. Andy slipped carefully into the bed and for twenty minutes they shared a quiet time, their bodies enjoying the friendly contact, before Neil woke fully.

"So what's the verdict Andy?"

"Which verdict?"

"You moving into the house with me?"

"Oh! That verdict! Well Mark's pretty nervous about it and so am I, but we're giving it serious consideration."

"Idiot! That means yes doesn't it?"

"Of course it does! But Mark is nervous."

"I'll see him later and order him not to be."

"Now who's the idiot? You can't order people not to be nervous."

"That's why I'll do it. He'll think I'm crazy and then he won't be nervous. He's got a good sense of humour."

Andy laughed because he knew how well that would work with Mark. He started again to think how clever Neil was with people, but the hand making pleasure trails on his chest and stomach changed territory and purposefully sent him into a buzz. When he opened his eyes he gave a happy moan of pleasure as Neil's hand played with his cock.

"This will have to be a steady hand-job Andy! I can't be too active with these ribs."

Andy's desire was now tempered by concern, but he was quickly cured of that as Neil took him steadily to plateau and then through to orgasm. When he cleaned himself up, Andy knelt astride Neil's thighs, grabbed him and worked steadily till he too gasped his release. Andy cleaned Neil off with a hand towel then stayed sitting quietly till he was given a quizzical look.

"So?"

Andy grinned and leaned forward to press Neil's shoulders onto the bed. "I win the wrestle today and you're going to tell me all about yourself."

"What? You're going to take advantage of my poor battered body? You're bullying!"

"Yep! I'm cruel and heartless! So do what I till you before I bring on the pain."

Neil started to laugh, then yelped at a twinge from his ribs.

"All right! You win! What do you want to know?"

"Everything!"

"Everything? You sure are bossy! Well it is the right time, but we'll go to my room at the house."

This took nearly an hour by the time Neil had seen the doctor and talked to Mike, but finally they made it to the room where Andy guided Neil to the giant bed and resumed his position astride Neil's thighs. This made Neil smile.

"So? You're the boss are you?"

"For a while!"

"Okay! What do I have to do?"

"Tell me about yourself."

"Is there anything special you want to know?"

"It'll all be special Neil."

This got a look and a smile.

"All right! I was born twenty four years ago. I grew up and now I've met you."

"Very funny! Tell me about your mum and dad and where you lived and everything."

"I hardly remember my mum because she died when I was only three. My dad brought me up with the help of nannies and tutors."

"Tutors? Didn't you go to ordinary school?"

"No! My dad was working like crazy to build all his companies and he wanted to see me whenever he could, so we all travelled with him wherever he went."

"We? What does that mean?"

"The family staff! Nannies and tutors, a cook and a house manager. He had tons of money and he made it work by getting the best people he could find."

"Were you lonely? I mean with no other kids your own age."

"No! Never! Sometimes I had companions, and my tutors made sure I kept meeting other kids.

"What about friends? Wasn't it hard if you were moving everywhere?"

Neil was quiet for a moment before he answered and Andy thought he looked wistful.

"Yes! That's something I missed out on, but my life was so busy I didn't really think about it. My friends were the tutors and the staff. Dad always seemed to pick people who I really liked."

"What was your dad like? I've never heard you talk about him."

"No! It hurts when I think about him. He was the best Andy. When I was little he was so busy I really only saw him at nights but he still made me feel special. I don't know how he did it but he could make you feel good just by being with him. When I turned sixteen he had a big talk and asked me if I wanted to run all his companies someday, and what kind of things I'd do with them. I'd never expected to be doing anything else but I'd hardly thought about it because it was so far in the future. He really shocked me by making me start straight away and I went everywhere with him to all his meetings and listened to all his advisers. He'd ask me what I thought, then tell me his own decision and the points I'd missed out on. When I was seventeen he made me live by myself in an apartment for a year while I studied at university. He gave me an allowance each week which was just enough to pay for the apartment plus food and a bit left over if I was careful. It was a real shock to have to cook and do everything for myself when I'd never even thought about it before, but I soon worked it out. I even cheated on my dad by getting a job making hamburgers on the weekends so I'd have some extra cash, but he knew of course and was pleased about it. The next year when I was eighteen he had an even bigger meeting with me and let me know that he'd been sick for the last two years. He told me everything about the companies and started making me decide how some of them would be run. I thought I knew everything of course, but at least I'd worked out his secret of getting the best people and making them know they were important. Near the end of the year he told me it was cancer and that I'd be running everything from then on."

Andy didn't say anything to this. He didn't know what to.

"We worked out a big plan of how to run everything over the next five to 10 years and then I had to start doing it all. I didn't even think he was going to die for another year because he had the best doctors and the best treatments and he always acted as if nothing was wrong, but he suddenly went downhill and nothing seemed to help him any more. The last thing he ever said was how much I meant to him and how proud I'd made him and now half the reason I keep going is to make his plans happen."

Neil gave a gentle little laugh.

"You don't have to look so sad Andy. It's four years ago and I'm used to him being gone now."

Andy could tell that wasn't true.

"Well! What's the other half then?"

"Of why I keep going? Because I enjoy it and it's exciting."

His face split in a big grin.

"I'm good at it to. I think I might be even better than my dad was with the way the companies are going now."

"How many companies are there?"

"Well! I'm not exactly sure. It's over a thousand though."

Andy stared in astonishment when he did some quick mental calculations. Was he stirring? He wasn't.

"Neil! That sounds impossible! It comes out as too much to me. What are they all worth?"

"I know that one, because my finance people keep a watch on it. At the moment it's over sixty billion in your Australian dollars."

"Neil! No one's got that much money!"

"Yes they have! There are four of them but not for long, because I'll be the way past them in another five or six years."

Andy worked out what that meant, and stared again, making Neil laugh.

"What? Do you think I'm boasting Andy?"

"Umm! I don't know what to think."

"It's the plan I worked out with my dad. It's going to change everything. Listen to this! Next year we're releasing a computer which is much more powerful, with its own operating system for half the current price. We've made sure it will run the old operating systems so that everyone's software will still work. Then the year after that is the big year. We've developed a battery which can store forty times as much energy as any at the moment and we're developing a cheap solar electric car which costs nothing to run."

"Nothing?"

"Not once you've bought it. As long as you leave it outside in the light it will charge itself up. It's going to revolutionise personal transport. The same for houses. With solar panels and a few of the new batteries there won't be any power bills."

Andy's mind boggled as Neil talked about houses being built for half the current price and a free video phone service.

"Free? How could you make money out of it is it's free?"

"Well it will be connected to the Worldnet and if they want to download movies and music or other stuff there'd be a charge for that."

Neil talked for half an hour before Andy had another question for him. It was his biggest question really and he knew he had to ask it.

"Neil! How come you bring us here to your island?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well it doesn't seem to fit because I know what you're really like, but it's kidnapping!"

"Hmm! That would make me a very bad guy wouldn't it? Have you ever asked to leave Andy?"

"No!"

"Well you can you know. Anytime you like. And so can any of the others."

"But..... I thought we couldn't!"

"I know! That's to help your motivation, but if anyone really was unhappy they'd be gone in a flash."

"Neil! You did kidnap me though! I was in a restaurant and then I woke up here strapped to that bed."

As soon as he finished speaking Andy knew by Neil's grin that he had another surprise coming.

"You agreed to everything Andy. I can show you the signed contract and the video we made of you reading it out."

"Contract?"

"For three years and $5 million."

Andy was speechless while he took all this in.

"Why don't I remember?"

"There are nine days you don't remember while it was all worked out, and then you had a drug which made you forget. You agreed to that too. It was so you'd act naturally."

"What about Brian?"

"Brian?"

"Well! We were sharing a flat. He must have panicked when I disappeared."

"Oh! I see! No! That was all looked after. He thinks you're in England visiting a relative you found out about."

"But he knows I haven't got any relatives."

"That helped him understand why you left so suddenly. You wrote him a letter about it."

Andy was still finding this hard to believe.

"Well I can't understand that I would agree to all the sex?"

"Yes you can! You love sex. Your libido is even higher than mine. You agreed to that quicker than anything else."

Andy flushed with slight embarrassment, but he couldn't help grinning.

"Did I know it would be with guys?"

"Yes! We knew you were gay and so did you, even though you hadn't come to terms with it. You used to fantasise about your friend Brian when you jerked off, remember?"

"Hey! You still haven't answered why you bring us here to the island."

"Well! You're Dr Kenna's project really, and when we put different levels of the treatment on the market it's going to make a huge amount of money. Think how many guys will pay for it. I didn't like the idea of you being just a lot of guinea pigs though, so we built the education and training into it as well and designed it to be as happy and challenging as we could. You wouldn't have agreed to a three or four year chunk out of your life if we hadn't made it worth your while."

"So I'm a guinea pig am I?"

Neil reached for Andy and spoke softly into his ear.

"No! You're my billion-dollar boy."

The End.

Author's Note. Any comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated. My email address is iarwain7@ains.net.au and other stories can be found in the author's section of Nifty under 'Iarwain'.

Iarwain.