This is the closest this artist comes to showing us the extraction arrangements at his milking facility, which has a high-tech, lab-rat slant. The hunks are pre-treated to make them spontaneously produce voluminous quantities. They are not even required to undress, in fact it's so spontaneous, apparently, that they don't get the chance to. I suppose straining their produce through sweaty shorts might add extra depth to the masculine flavours, but simply collecting the run-off at his feet seems a little crude. You can see it's all spotlessly clean, though!
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| Jockinbignikes - Jonas, Specimen #300 - U of M Collection |
This snap of a different donor at work seems to confirm the improvised nature of the collection arrangements. Rather like scrambling for buckets and bowls when the roof starts leaking.
However, milk extraction without attaching any restraints or collection tubes to the donor is a revolutionary innovation in the industry and will produce ripples of unease in certain quarters. This facility exploits the natural willingness of men to give their tackle a run out at the drop of a hat, and the 'free-range' technique must add authenticity to the end-product.
Jonas, here, was recruited after being seduced in the locker-room by two operatives. He willingly entered the collection van in an already excited condition. So when 'the treatment' was administered to him there, it was pushing at an already open door, amplifying his already activated impulses. The snag (from the donor's point of view) is that once production has kick-started, it can't be stopped. The treatment has to wear off for that to happen.
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| Jockinbignikes - Shayne - Specimen #96 |
Men who entered the programme, confident in their manly prowess, soon discovered that the insatiable uncontrollable, chemical 'push' of the treatment they had been given, was exhausting. In fact, it was worse than the insistent 'pull' of conventional, extraction devices that were generally used on men in captivity.
The pleasure of rapidly repeating climaxes soon decayed until they just wanted it to stop. There was nothing to stop them leaving the facility, but non-stop ejaculations made it physically impossible. The usual, post-production downer was multiplied over and over again. It drained them of all aggression, of the will to do anything at all, in fact.
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| Jockinbignikes - Big Dean, Specimen #657, Mobile Acquisition Unit |
In the early days of the programme, it was easy to pick out likely-looking studs in quiet locations. They were persuaded to volunteer their services and enter the Mobile Acquisition Unit for an initial 'try-out'. Once disabled by desire, they were spirited away to the Mass Collection Centre.
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| Jockinbignikes - Specimen #881, Dustin D, Horny Gym Jock |
As disappearances mounted, men became more wary. But by then the Centre had developed a portable device that was able to apply the treatment randomly in the street, without the need to waste time on persuasion and preparation. It kicked in almost instantly, effectively disabling the chosen ones with orgasmic ecstasy. They were usually only too willing to accept the offer of transport to somewhere they could hide and be looked after until the embarrassing outflow was stopped. They were not to know just how long that might take.
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| Jockinbignikes - Jett and Bo, U of M Collection, Mobile Acquisition |
Impressed by the performance of Jonas (image 2 above) the scientists returned to the University of Michigan to see what else the Wrestling Club had to offer. Thanks to misleading accounts of the Milking Centre's activities, which had been deliberately leaked into social media, many young men thought it would be an honour to be selected for the programme. Jett and Bo thought so for a few fleeting minutes after they realised they'd been 'had' by the pair of chicks they were chatting up.
Their pride lasted long enough to pose for this picture. It didn't feel quite so great as they were led to the white van with their organs uncomfortably enlarged and raging uncontrollably. The cheers of the crowd followed them and kept the euphoria going a little longer. Then the doors closed and their new life as milk beasts began.
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| Jockinbignikes - Greg, Subject #199 |
It didn't take long for the Government to get involved in the programme. They saw all sorts of benefits, ranging from increasing fertility in the population to taking hypermasculine aggression off the streets. They secretly authorised The Centre to conscript new recruits to the programme, whether they wanted to join or not.
The Centre was still selective about who they wanted. Greg was under surveillance for weeks. When they came for him in the gym and showed him his call-up papers, he knew he had no choice. Unfortunately, he also had a good idea of the rough ride he was in for.
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| Jockinbignikes - Chet, Specimen #225 |
Sometimes the Police were drafted in to help with the reluctant ones. Chet had been something of a locker room bully, constantly belittling less well-endowed teammates. Eventually, one of them turned the tables and reported Chet's impressive statistics to the Centre. He earned himself a useful finders fee to put towards his education.
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| Jockinbignikes - Frank, Specimen #127 |
Inevitably, dodging the 'cum draft' soon became a national pastime, but the searchers were relentless in their pursuit of tasty hunks. Frank was too fond of the ladies to keep his physical assets a secret, but his big weakness was that he couldn't keep away from the gym. They caught him there with his pants down and since he was an evader, they cuffed him as a precaution before leading him out to the white van. Luckily, Frank's obsession with his own body turned out to be a great asset in his new role.
Watch out for that mysterious white van in your vicinity!
More Jockinbignikes next time
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