By Skinner
Copyright 2020 by Skinner, all rights reserved
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I want to tell my story, I realized there are lots of experts
out there on these kinds of experiences and I want to make sure they
all have the full picture of what happened to me. I remember that it
was around 4 or 5 in the afternoon, and I had just finished up with
school for the day and had gotten home. I was out in the back field
behind my parents's house going after our dog. As soon as I got home
and opened the door he just bolted for the woods behind the field, and
I wanted to fetch him before it got dark. I had jogged halfway into the
field hollering after him when I saw this black dot in the sky. There
were two weird things about it I noticed right away: first was that it
was completely silent. It almost seemed to take sound out of the air if
that makes any sense. Like the wind and trees got quieter when this
thing got closer. Second it was just a pure black shape. Even as it
very rapidly came closer to me I couldn't make out any features on its
surface. It looked two dimensional. A black line came straight down
from the bottom of it for what looked like a couple feet (it was tough
to tell just how close the thing really was to me so I don't really
know how big it was), and all of a sudden I couldn't move anything
except my eyes. I blinked and when I opened my eyes I wasn't in the
field anymore. Instead I was in this room, I guess it was a room. I was
in a chair with straps around my ankles and chest. I could only move my
eyes still so I think the straps were just to keep me in place while
the chair moved around. I could look around with just moving my eyes
enough to see there were other boys in this place with me, and I was
shocked to see they were all naked! That's when I first realized I was
naked too. I was really embarrassed because I was only a freshman in
high school and I was kind of small and scrawny for my age. Even though
I thought my dick was an OK length, at that point it was still pretty
thin, and I have a really long foreskin that hangs over an inch off the
end when I'm soft. I was so ashamed that these other boys could see my
weird looking penis. There were maybe 7 or 8 of us that I could see,
all in a circle of these chairs. I recognized the boy next to me from
school, he was a couple years younger than me and his sister was in my
grade. He may have been in the 7th grade but he was always crazy lanky
and probably a foot taller than me. I could tell he was scared because
he was breathing really fast and his eyes were darting all around. The
boy on my other side was older, maybe 16 or 17, but I had never seen
him before. Almost all the boys looked to be about this age range of
12-17. The oldest looked like he was in college.
Everything
that happened next was automated, there weren't any aliens yet. I'm
just going to call them aliens because that's what I thought was
happening at the time. I think of them as these weird creatures in my
mind, but honestly when I try and remember what they looked like I just
see people in masks. Anyway before these aliens even came out the
chairs started to make noise and I felt something right over my hole.
Suddenly I felt all this warm liquid go up my butt and my stomach
started to hurt a bunch. But almost as soon as it went in the machine
sucked it back out. It did this a few times total. I felt something
move between my legs and immediately looked down and saw this weird
tube coming up towards my dick. I was so scared that I couldn't even
breathe while I watched the clear tube cover the length of my penis. As
soon as it covered all the way I felt something cold at the opening of
my foreskin and felt something go all the way up my dick and drain out
my pee. It didn't hurt as much as I was expecting, and when my bladder
was empty the tube and whatever went inside me retracted back under the
chair. After that I felt a band lower around the top of my head and
tighten until it was touching my head all around. Looking at the other
boys I could see that there were wires coming off all around these
rings. The chair also put these little tags with wires on our shoulders
and the outside of our thighs. Once we had all this stuff hooked up to
us we just sat there for a while. I can't remember how long we waited
but it seemed like a long time.
Eventually the aliens came
into the room with us. They seemed to just walk from behind the chairs
out of the bright light flooding the room. There were only three groups
of them and they kind of rotated around to work on all of us. They
started at our heads, and it seemed like they were just making sure
everything was connected right. They started to run this metal stick
thing over my arms and it was making my arms twitch. The whole time
they were working there were two of them focused on my body and a third
one just holding this device that seemed to have a bunch of information
on it. The one with the device seemed to be directing the other two or
making little adjustments to what they were doing to me. I started to
breathe a little faster when they got these long and really thin
needles and put them into the muscles on my arms but the pain wasn't
that bad I guess because the needles were so thin. While the needles
were in they ran this plastic thing over my arms and I could see a
picture reading out on the supervisor alien's device like some kind of
scanner. They did our legs next and it was a similar routine, first
little shocks, then needles and scans. The older boy on my left looked
like he was trying to be brave and not react at all to what the aliens
were doing, but the boy on my right seemed really distraught. His
breathing got even faster when he saw the needles and when they put the
needles in his thighs I saw a couple tears come down his face. It
seemed like that was pretty much the end of what they wanted to do
because they all left and we sat there waiting again. I think whatever
they did to us was starting to wear off because I started to be able to
move the top part of my face a little more again, although I still
couldn't talk or move much other than my eyes and forehead.
Too bad for all of us, I was wrong. They were not finished with us.
After sitting there again for ages, I felt the chair start to move
underneath of me and I started to really panic when I saw and felt what
it was doing to us. The bottom pieces of the chair were rotating
outward to open up our legs and then lifted up to raise our crotches up
and forward. At this point even the older boy on my left started to
look nervous, breathing a little heavier with his eyebrows raised up
and eyes straining down anxiously to stare at his vulnerable adolescent
manhood. We were all totally exposed and many of the boys started to
turn a little red in the face. I did probably more than any of them and
I felt like they were all staring at my funny looking pencil dick. I
felt a little better when I looked to my right and saw that even though
the younger boy was taller, between his long skinny legs he still had a
smaller dick than me (although not by much) and his foreskin looked
super tight like mine was when I was a little kid. I didn't feel better
for long though because I went right back to wondering what they were
going to do to me. I was right in the heart of puberty and I was
jerking off all the time. The thought of anything bad happening to my
privates made me feel like I was going to pass out.
After
the chairs had us in position, two pairs of oval rings, each connected
by a hinge, extended up towards my balls. Each ball was gently isolated
by a pair of rings closing around it. Once the machine had a hold of my
balls it pulled them apart as far as they could go and raised them up a
little. I felt the rings start to heat up but it was weird because I
didn't feel the heat on my skin that was touching the metal rings
directly, it felt like the heat was starting deep inside my balls. Once
the heat started I got this weird feeling in my stomach and my dick
started to get really really hard. I was mortified but when I looked
around I saw that all the other boys were hard too! A couple of them
even had some precum starting to ooze out including the college kid and
the older boy to my left. The aliens came back at this point and
started taking readings, using that scanner thing on our dicks and
sending more pulses of heat through the rings holding our balls. By the
time they were finished my dick almost ached from how hard it was.
Just when I thought I might shoot I the heat stopped. My eyes nearly
popped out of my head when I saw the alien reaching for my penis with
one of those long needles. They stuck one in each side of the base of
my penis. I was trying hard not to cry, more from the fear than the
pain. The aliens turned back to me and one took my penis into its hand
and started sliding my long foreskin back. I was petrified as I felt
the skin peeling off and then the cold air on my wet dick head, and I
could feel myself get even harder when the alien stretched me open all
the way. I stared in disbelief to see what they would inflict on the
most private part of my body. I finally couldn't keep the tears back
when the other alien approached me and stuck five needles around the
rim of my screamingly sensitive exposed teenage penis head. I wanted to
squeeze my legs closed and shield my helpless dick so bad but I just
couldn't move at all. They moved on to the older teen on my left and
started the same process on his package. He kept up his brave face
until they held his foreskin down and started needling the head of his
penis too and then he melted down crying just like I had. Even the
oldest captive shed a few tears and had an occasional stutter to his
breathing while the aliens worked on his organ, holding out the head of
his penis from the foreskin and piercing the college boy's sensitive
flesh with the needles.
The younger teen on my right got it
worst of all, though. He had already seemed way more shaken up by
everything than me but he really lost it when they started handling his
developing penis. He started crying with the first needles in the base
of his dick. When the aliens went to pull back his tight foreskin
though his breathing got ragged and he tensed his eyes shut tight. I
could see that he aliens were pushing on him hard, and once they got
the exposed the head they kept pushing. I saw that he still had his
cherry - the thin membrane that connected the rim of his head to the
inside of his foreskin - and they pushed so hard I watched the membrane
split and tear all the way around the helpless young teen's cock head.
The skin inside was an angry red and there was all this white stuff
under the ridge. They even made him bleed a little where the membrane
ripped when they finally dragged his skin all the way back. I think
that may have been the first time his dick head ever saw daylight. He
was a pathetic sight, with his long, skinny legs splayed out and unable
to clamp shut and protect his teenage pride, and an alien standing
between them, savagely stretching back his foreskin and baring his dick
head. When the alien that hadn't just torn open his virgin penis
started studding the tender newly exposed head with needles the boy's
ragged breathing was punctuated with these long breaths out, like he
was screaming even though he couldn't make a sound.
Once we
had all had our needles placed the aliens moved towards the center of
the room and the aliens holding devices started manipulating some
controls. I started to feel these little shocks sizzling though the
head of my penis and down to the root, and as they got more intense I
started to feel a ton of pressure in the root of my dick. Before I knew
what was happening I could feel my jazz flowing up my dick and starting
to pour out. The feeling was insane and I think I must have jazzed for
a couple of minutes straight. I couldn't see how much stuff I had
pumped out but the boys next to me had put out enough to spill off the
end of the chair and collect in small puddles on the floor. The college
boy made the most by far, though. I could see his eyes got wider and
wider as the minutes went on had this desperate look by the end of the
first minute or so, and he was panting like crazy. By the end he had
about a two-foot wide puddle under his chair. When the shocks stopped I
stopped cumming and the aliens came by to us one by one to pull out the
needles. When they pulled the needles out, the took these small red
beads and put them under the head of my dick, rolling my foreskin back
up over them. I could feel them sort of dissolve under there then my
penis head just started to burn so bad it felt like there was a flame
directly on my dick. All the boys were squinting in pain within 30
seconds of having the beads placed. I passed out, either from pain or
from something in the beads, I'm not sure.
I woke up laying
face down in my parents field with our dog licking my face. Even though
it felt like I was in that place for hours, it was still light out and
it was like I was only gone for five minutes. My arms felt a little
sore as I pushed myself up onto my knees and I felt exhausted. I was a
little dizzy when I got up and when I stretched out backwards I had to
double back over forward again as soon as my penis touched the inside
of my jeans. The tip was burning really bad under my foreskin and when
I looked down I saw that my jeans were on backwards. My clothes were
normal other than my backwards pants, so I walked back to my parents
house and went straight to sleep. I had to walk bent at the waist with
my hips rocked backwards the whole time because my poor dick was so
sore. The next morning I felt a little better, but every time I tried
to talk I kind of stuttered a little or would jumble up what I was
trying to say. It was also super weird when I got home and was talking
to my parents because when they would ask me something about school or
cross country practice I would start telling them and then realize that
stuff had all happened the day before. I couldn't remember much of
anything that happened the day after I got taken and it was like my
brain had just filled in the blanks with events from the day before.
When I tried to pull back my foreskin in the shower to wash, it hurt
too much to try and stretch it back. It took about three days before I
was able to slowly peel it back again. It hurt a lot pulling it back
and when I got my dick skinned all the way down I saw that the inside
of the foreskin and the head of my penis had a bunch of tender welts
and blisters all over. Even after these healed, the head was too
sensitive for any water to touch it in the shower. At the same time,
with it being so sensitive I could feel it all day and that made me
want to jerk off all the time (I would usually leave my foreskin
covering the end anyway). Between jerking off even more than usual and
not being able to wash I think my jazz started to build up under the
skin because my junk started to smell really bad. It kind of smelled
like old fish or when you heat fish up in a microwave, and I could see
all this white stuff collecting under the skin if I pulled it back.
After a couple weeks I had to try and just hold my skin back all the
way every morning and shake off some of the white stuff or very
carefully pull off the bigger pieces, and by the time I was healed up
enough to wash it in the shower the you could smell my unwashed penis
through my jeans. When I was changing for gym I had to try and stay
away from everyone else in the corner because it got 10 times stronger
if I was just in my boxers. I could tell that the kids at school could
smell it when they were near me and I was so humiliated because I knew
it smelled bad and there was nothing I could do about it. I'm sorry if
it sounds like I'm overly focused on my junk but as I mentioned before
that stuff hanging between my legs was basically the center of my
universe when I was 15, and as disturbing as I'm sure the rest of the
abduction should have been all I really cared about was my privates
getting back to normal.
Ever since that night I got taken, I
have made a huge amount of semen whenever I jazz. Even now several
years later I seem to shoot at least 11 or 12 times each time. I can
only masturbate in a shower, pretty much, because even with my long
foreskin covering the head and preventing it from really spraying out,
unless I have a full size towel down it just slops out and gets
everywhere. I can't say for sure if it was related to the events I
experienced since I was still developing when they took me. I didn't
finish puberty until the next year anyhow. For a couple years after I
would relive these events in nightmares fairly regularly and every time
it was pure terror all over again: a skinny teenage boy with his crotch
held open wide, unable to move as an alien handles his sexual organs.
At first I would always wake up crying and holding my dick when my
memory reached the part where the alien skins me back and puts needles
in my tip, but after a few months I would make it to where I start to
jazz and it would end up being a massive wet dream. Even before this
happened I used to jazz more when I had a wet dream than when I jerked
off, but after I got taken, there was no covering up these wet dreams -
the wet spot could be a foot in diameter on my clothes and sheets. I
still have no idea who or what these things were that took me. It was
interesting to read your comments on what these events might have been,
and I'm curious if these details of the story help put more pieces
together to help understand what all this was. I'm just happy to be
mostly back to normal.