All in the Name of Science Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

All in the Name of Science Pt. 03

... our organs. Cody was no longer able to just coast along with strokes that consistently missed his most sensitive head. He was going to have to work for this round if he wanted to be last.

I had barely finished looking around at the other guys when the machine started stroking me faster. Again, it stepped up to stroke us approximately once per second and the difference was immediately noticeable.

Tricia and I started talking about normal stuff as much as possible. We talked about one of her professors that had a penchant for assigning short papers at the end of the week that had nothing to do with the topics covered in that week's lectures. We talked about where we wanted to go for dinner later that night but avoided voicing what we wanted to do with each other after dinner. We laughed when Tricia suggested inviting my roommate to join us for dinner and then see what would happen.

As we were talking, I glanced around to see how the other guys were doing. To my right, Tommy and Jamie were talking about basketball and I wondered to myself if Jamie was on the school's basketball team with my roommate Ryan. I made a mental note to ask him about it during the next break. Their two volunteers were chatting about preparations for some social event coming up next month. Cody was hitting on his volunteer, asking about what she liked doing on the weekends; Mr. Confidence didn't seem overly concerned about the device trying to make him cum. Brendan seemed to be taking a ...

... lesson from Jamie's first round and was laying back with his eyes closed and his breathing measured. It looked like he was meditating while the ECT device was busy stroking his decent-sized cock relentlessly.

We heard a beep as Carmen tapped the next button on her smartphone and the machines all sped up their stroking. Once again, we were not only feeling the machine deliver about two strokes per second, but it also started the rotation on each stroke. Once again, Carmen reminded the volunteers to give us a little more lube. Tricia was a pro at this. As the sleeve finished stroking the tip of my cock, she started squirting a small stream of lube down over the head so that it started running down my exposed shaft. By the time the device started stroking upwards again, my member had several rivulets of lube running down the sides for the jelly sleeve to spread. It felt amazing, but this time I was able to enjoy it without worrying about cumming...yet.

It appeared that Brad was also doing better this time around. His volunteer was more careful about jiggling and was able to distract him more effectively this time. They were having a conversation about recent camping trips they had each taken and comparing notes about good spots to go. In spite of the relaxing topic, Brad's voice was definitely a little strained, but he didn't sound anywhere near ready to pop yet.

Jamie, on the other hand, was not doing so well. He was still talking basketball with Tommy, but he had to keep ...