Registration

Shifting awkwardly in his chair, Luke had never felt so out of place in his life, sitting in the Government Registration Office.

Ms. Peach had drove them in her slick new Nissan Rouge.

Pink of course.

She'd sat down, as if what they were doing was the most normal thing in the world. Grabbing a magazine to read, and ordering Luke to get them a waiting number.

231

The office was busy to say the list. Couples sitting together, some very lovely dovy, older married couples clearly annoyed they had to waste there time, there were even some single men? Others were clearly frustrated 18 year old boys dragged in by there mothers. A image flashed through Luke's mind of him sitting next to a pleased looking version of his own mom. Arms crossed, his key securely around her neck, eagerly waiting for them to be called.

Shuttering Luke perished the thought. Yet, feeling his balls ache, was what he'd picked any better? Face resting in his hands Luke relented, waiting for there number.

It was a long wait, a hour at least!

The whole time Luke felt butterflies in his stomach. He tried going on his phone like he normally would, but he could barely focus on the screen.

Eye's flashing to Ms. Peach. She was the calm figure of a adult, not even noticing Luke's anxiety. He was supposed to be adult too! He was 20!

Ugh! I'm so over my head!

All his fantasies! All the ways he'd thought things would playout with Ms. Peach. Having a relationship with a teacher seemed like such a hot idea...

He felt like such a kid.

"D-"

"Does this mean we're dating?"

Fidgeting Luke's words came out as a whisper.

Ms. Peach on the other hand, didn't even look up. Licking her finger to more easily turn the page of her cosmetology magazine.

"Sure! If you want to call it that."

Flip!

"What you wish to tell people really isn't my concern. All you need to know is you belong to me, your only concern is me, and you'll always do as I say."

Flip!

"Now quit your gibbering, and pay attention for our number. I'm readying."

Luke looked down to his hands.

Ya! Way over my head.

The wait wasn't much longer then that.

"231!"

Following the lady who called, Ms. Peach was the only one of the pair with whom she acknowledged, chatting as she led them through accouple different sets of doors, and halls until they entered into what appeared to be another different waiting room.

This one was different from the one that was upfront though.

It had chairs and tables with reading material on it yes. A tv, and other amenities to pass the time as well. Even some snack foods, and drinks.

First however, it was very clear this room was solely populated by women.

Second, running along two parallel sides of the room were long glass walls. Along the wall furthest from Luke, was a large group women blocking his view of said sides viewing port. Ages varying, they gleefully chit-chatted at whatever it was they were observing in a civilized style of female educate.

"Yes, my husband and I have been married for 15 years. Never, really bothered with such a practice or really thought about trying it, but I have a few friends who did and they swore by it. So will see, maybe it will bring back some fun in the bed room."

"John, and I have been going steady for 2 years! His moms been so... She just wants to keep him all to herself! After today though? There's no way she can deny our love now!"

"So those 3 there? There all mine."

"Pffft. Please, this is the fifth batch I brought in today."

"This isn't really new for us, we've been doing it ever since we got married, but the whole experience? Well its just so exciting! Don't you agree?"

"My son had other ideas but, I made it clear what girls I'd allow him to court, and after today will be sticking to that list I tell you."

Above them all were red neon letters which scrolled across the top of the glass wall.

ACCOMPANIED MALE VIEWING AREA

Despite the lack of first hand experience of what was going on a the far viewing port, Luke got a good idea after seeing what was going on in the one closet to him.

"As you can see Ma'am we have all the most uptodate equipment at this centre. I really am glad you choose us to register with."

The words atop this wall read.

SINGLES MALE VIEWING AREA

Luke gulped at the sight.

"This isn't even close to the full extent of our facilities either. Our Centre houses, three public viewing stations, in addition to a multitude of private rooms, if a more intimate experience is what you wish for Ma'am."

The singles male area was moderately populated with its...

Male Clientele...

Half of the...

Stations, were occupied.

"It really is lovely to see the Government is doing such a fine job rolling out the Act."

Age ranges were spilt 50/50, Leftover Older Men perhaps? Younger Boys trying to out run there mothers?

Specifics of individuals didn't concern Luke however, nor comfort him either. He felt nauseous and light headed just watching.

The stations were strange...

Saddles? Benches?

Which the males, stripped naked were bent-over and firmly secured to.

Some were struggling in destress, against the bonds which held them down.

Others, were moaning looking like subdued cats.

A few seemed to be pale, and on the verge of passing out.

Rituals on each were all the same however, they were all locked in, at the mercy of there Station.

Each station had a tube which came up from the ground, and connected to a cylinder that enveloped each mans erect penis. Inside each there cocks looked red and strained, throbbing and pulsing under some invisible ****. That's what Luke's mind fixated on to, as he watched one older gentlemen's situation in particular. Hung on a hanger next to the man, was a business suit, fresh and proper. Above the mans Station was a digital sign which displayed some facts about the man.

NAMEe: Henry Gale

AGE: 56

STATUS: Divorced Single

KEY HOLDER: Government Client

COLLECTIONS: 2

OCCUPATION: DrugCO Financial Clerk (FORMER DrugCO CEO)

Behind the mans Station seemed to be some contraption which came up from the ground through parted doors. Luke couldn't get a good look at it, but the old man's station was the only one which had it. Watching in a misty trance, Luke saw the old man's cock pulse and throb in the tube. His face was red, and flush as if he'd been in hard labour all day. Mouth opening, wide, the old man let out what Luke assumed was a scream, muted by the sound proof glass. A jolt of electricity shot through the man's body, starting at his head, running down his back, shaking his hips, and finally landing in his cock.

The Old Man's penis exploded! Cum flowed out his tip like a fire hose, and quickly down the tube in a flash. He came and came, all while his cock stayed perfectly hard and erect.

When the orgasm stopped, Luke thought the man's cock would go down for sure! That he was done, but it didn't.

No, the electronic sign simply updated from a 2, to a 3.

The Old Man's penis stay erect, going back to pulsing and throbbing. His face turning to a expression of pain as he began to struggle. His fists curled trying to pull up against the bindings which secured his arms, legs utterly failed to thrash against there own restraints, and his hips weren't even given a chance to buck, locked in air tight against the bench.

"Luke."

"Luke!"

"Luke!!!!!"

Shacking his head Luke turned to Ms. Peach calling him, hands on her hips, stoic expression on her face.

"Come here, now."

She filched her fingers and swing her arm pointing at the space next to her. Luke rushed to do as he was bid.

When....

I hadn't even noticed I...

When did I stop?

Luke followed Ms. Peach, and the Government Agent into the door of a office, a quick glance back before watch in.

Many of the women's eyes were on him giggling.

"Cute boy."

"Oh, I can't wait to watch him."

"Young males are always enamored there first time."

"Was that his mother?"

"No, they didn't look related."

"Lucky her then!"

Of it all, one caught Luke's eye. A girl his age smiling at him cheerfully. Her mouth moved as soon a there eye's met, and Luke read her lips with a gulp.

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