Lakeland Clinic

A palimpsest based on Lakeland Clinic
(Bb) (anal, oral, scat, ws) (humil)
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“Here at the Lakeland Clinic, our entire purpose is to explore and learn more about the sexual development of young boys.”

Dr. Fichter was much young than I thought he would be, young and quite handsome and fit. He had light-colored hair and a muscular body. He also had incredibly piercing eyes that seemed to bore straight into your soul.

The clinic itself was located in Holland, just outside of Amsterdam. I had heard about the sexually liberal attitudes the Dutch had, and I knew, of course, that the legal age of sexual consent was significantly lower here than in the United States. Isn’t it queer that what boys can do in Holland at very young ages is considered perversion in America? It just goes to show how false legislating morality is. Even though, as I say, the clinic is in Holland, I could not place Dr. Fichter’s ethnicity. We spoke in English, and he did seem to have some kind of slight, rather romantic European accent.

“The thing is,” he went on, going over to the side bar and pouring a soft drink for each of us, “if we can learn more about early sexual development, we can help young boys evolve as responsible, healthy well-balanced adults. To this end, we began this clinic. The original Lakeland Academy was a very successful private institution, which specialized in helping “troubled” boys. While highly respected among certain circles, the rather extreme and groundbreaking practices conducted there caused quite a stir when word got out, and the school was closed. However, Mr. Burke, the original founder of the school, switched locations and is continuing his exceptional work in developing the boys’ sexual awareness as part of our clinic.”

The doctor smiled and handed me my soft drink. I was impressed by how his body-hugging white dress shirt seemed to emphasize his muscular torso.


“Our clinic is very private, and you are only being allowed to visit us because of your friendship, or should I say association with Mr. Black. He assures me that what you write about us will be fair and balanced and only be distributed to a certain chic clientele who share our interests in Early Sexual Development or ESD as we call it. In short, we believe that if we monitor and control the early sexual feelings and activities of young boys, we can shape them to become better balanced sexual adults.”


As he said this, there was a twinkle in his eye that made me wonder about the sincerity of his statements. Was he mocking me in some way?


“Whereas Lakeland Academy only catered to boys of about ten to eighteen, our clinic has provisions for boys of four or five and upward. You see, sexual impulses begin long before a child reaches puberty. That’s why forward-thinking schools now believe it essential to begin sexual education at a much earlier age.” He stood before me, and I could not help but notice a massive lump in the crotch of his suit trousers. “Mr. Burke, or Burke as he likes to be called by his colleagues, was the headmaster of Lakeland Academy for many years, and I’m delighted to report that he still takes a hand in our operations from time to time, as he has a truly magical way with pre-teen and teenage boys. Shall I give you the guided tour?”


The doctor chuckled, and I stood to go with him, out the door of his office and down the beautiful modern hallway. Every now and then, the walls were dotted with what I can only call erotic art—very graphic paintings and photographs of every imaginable kind of sexual act, some by the great masters, and some by artists with whom I had no acquaintance.


“Yes, indeed, our entire premise here is that sex plays a much larger part in our lives than most of us are willing to admit. Not only is there our physical sexual activity to consider, but our fantasies, our dark drives, our deepest erotic imaginings. Most people have vivid fantasies, but their actual sex lives are rather mundane and boring. We, here at the clinic, try to change that.”


I stopped at one particularly striking black and white photograph of a handsome boy of thirteen or fourteen with the testicles of a dog in his mouth.


“I see photographs here on the walls of what appear to be teenage boys sucking on the sexual organs of dogs and horses, among other things. Do the students...ugh…boys see these?”


“They not only see them, but they study them. How can a boy rightfully know what he wants sexually if he is deprived of the knowledge of what is available? They can only make wise choices if they know the choices exist.”


I nodded at Dr. Fichter’s wise observation. Another photo showed two boys, neither of them over eight years of age, having what appeared to be full sexual intercourse. I stopped to stare in undisguised awe.


“Of course, at this age, the young boys cannot penetrate each other’s asshole very deeply, and they also cannot yet cum. The boys will need extensive tutoring from an adult male who can show them how it should be done. They must learn to appreciate that there is quite a difference between their little friend’s inch-long penis and their trainer’s nine-inch cock. Still, it’s so cute to see them emulating the activities of the older children.


“Now, I must remind you that the boys are kept away from females. We believe in only limited heterosexual contact. We believe that boys generally develop better if kept with their own sex for the most part. That being said, the moment a boy reaches puberty, the moment he has his first cum, as we call it, his first wet ejaculation, we have one of our male teachers suck him off.


“If my language is not too clinical from time to time, I hope you will forgive me. We tend to use everyday jargon here so that the students don’t become confused. Here at the Clinic, a blowjob is a blowjob, not fellatio.


“Then the boy who has just had his first wet orgasms is matched up with a young boy, and the boy has his first adult fuck.”


Dr. Fichter paused before a large black and white print of a boy of about twelve fucking a boy of about six. Both kids had beautifully smooth, flawless bodies. You could see the lad’s small penis entering the other boy’s tiny asshole.


“So, literally, within hours of reaching his first real cum, a boy has both experienced having his dick sucked by a male and fucking a boy-cunt. What could be more fair and balanced?


“Now, in most cases, the boys have already been repeatedly fucked by their teachers. We generally start fucking the boys as young as seven or eight, sometimes younger depending on our research trials. But every now and then, we save a boy, or get a boy a bit older who is still a virgin, and, in that case, we might confine his activities to cocksucking, so that both boys are virgins when they first fuck at puberty. It is really something special, I can tell you, to watch two virgin boys have their very first fuck—it’s so fresh and innocent with no fear or guilt imposed by society, just a pure, healthy innocent pre-teen or early teen fucking. It’s quite beautiful, as you can see from the artwork on the walls. Now we’ll have boys as young as six go through the fucking motions with each other so that they are ready when the time comes, but it’s not the same as when the boy actually shoots his load into a fresh virgin asshole and turn it into a cunt.”


The words Dr. Fichter was using and the images he was conjuring up were arousing me; I can’t lie about that. The photos on the wall were truly amazing with boys of every age in every kind of sexual position. Boys sucking off other boys. Boys of six and seven with huge adult dicks in their mouths. Teenage boys taking black dicks up their asses. Boys of all ages sucking on each other’s assholes. These amazingly artistic photos, some black and white, and some in full color, were hung amid great works of art. All very sexual in tone. I paused to stare at a photo of a boy of about ten with a beautiful face and hair as light as feathers licking what appeared to be a muscular adult asshole.


“So, the boys here at the Clinic are exposed to sex on a regular basis?”


“The boys here at the clinic are exposed to sex continually. They are rarely engaged in any other activity. For example, once a boy has his first cum and has fucked once, he is put on what we call a Masturbation Program. He continually masturbates himself, or his teacher helps with his masturbation. Boys here are trained to get hard-ons and masturbate them for twenty to thirty minutes every hour without shooting their load. He must be able to masturbate for hours at a time and not cum. He must learn that once he can cum that he must control it. Too many bad sexual experiences happen because a boy cannot control his ejaculations. Think of all the unwanted babies in the world who are created because a boy cannot control his fuck load. So once a boy here has his first ejaculation, his further ejaculations are carefully regulated by us. If a boy excels at certain activities, we may reward him by milking him, but he must never cum without permission. That is severely punished here at the Clinic. They will sit in classes studying other things while they masturbate themselves. This teaches them self-control, which is something that is sorely lacking in the youth of today. A teacher may allow a boy to cum whenever he thinks it prudent.


“Some of the boys, the faggots, are taught to have multiple orgasms without cumming. They learn how to get pleasure while being fucked and to orgasm, but not cum while taking cock up the ass. We put our fag boys of eleven and twelve on what we call orgasm machines. Their tits, balls, and pricks are stimulated, bringing them to orgasm after orgasm. After all, we are well aware that most men during sex are only interested in one thing, unloading their balls, so a fag must learn how to bring himself to sexual satisfaction. Of course, he also needs to learn that during the sexual act, his entire purpose and function should be the man’s pleasure. His attention must be totally on pleasuring the man’s dick and balls and asshole. We start teaching faggots this when they’re five or six. We feel that one of the reasons for the decline of our society is that fags have ceased realizing that their prime purpose on earth is to be cunts for men.”


We passed a photo of a naked boy of sixteen or so pissing into the mouth of a boy of no more than seven or eight.


“Males are of two natures, and I don’t mean hetero and homo. We believe that all beings on earth can be bisexual, but males are either dominant or submissive. Now, is this inbred, or is it created by nurture, not nature? Are some boys just natural bullies? Are they meant to lord it over other boys?


“Here at the Clinic, we do a great deal of work with boys controlling other boys and men controlling boys. Some of our teachers are actually part of the experiment. We try to analyze why they become aroused abusing and molesting young boys in what society would think the most disgusting and degrading ways. Why does a seemingly normal adult male so enjoy thrusting his huge thick penis into the tiny ass of a little boy? Why does he enjoy hearing the boy scream in agony and cry? What causes a man’s enjoyment? Why might an adult who appears meek and mild and civilized become a raging animal when he is whipping the smooth round ass of a fourteen-year-old boy? Why do men who love the small tight assholes of boys, still insist on shoving gigantic dildos and bottles and candles and baseball bats up those same boys’ asses, ruining them forever? How can one love boy ass and still want to destroy it? How do we resolve this contradiction? You can see that the work we are doing here is vitally important.


“We also study the sexual drives of teenage boys. For example, can a boy who seems to have a healthy sexual interest in girls be turned into a total cocksucking faggot? What does it take to turn him?


“We have our teenage boys at the very edge of orgasm without emptying their balls, sometimes for months and months. How does such an unfulfilled need affect their daily focus and mental wellbeing? Can a boy concentrate on a task, say, when he has this overwhelming need to blow his wad and empty his teen balls? Think of the implications of this for education.


“Perhaps, we should be thinking about “milking stations” in our high schools. Places where a teenage boy could stop in and have his dick milked before going to class. I know he could and probably does simply masturbate a few times in the morning before school, but “milking stations” could better monitor and perfect the act to bring a boy to optimum performance in school. Suppose, for example, that we discover that one good orgasm in the morning, and then some earnest penis manipulation without orgasm, brings a boy to peak performance in the classroom. Maybe the boy’s mind is sharper, clearer at a certain level.


“Then again, perhaps chastity devices should be worn by all high school boys. These are the kinds of important issues we are studying here at the Clinic. I think you can sense how important our work is.


“In the case of homo boys, how much fucking can a boy comfortable accept in a single day? How much cock can one comfortably suck in a single day? And then the question, how much cock can a pre-teen take? For example, does it do damage to the internal organs for a boy of seven to be anally fucked? Is there a way to avoid damage but continue the act? We have had some success, believe it or not, with gently manipulating the internal organs and intestines, enlarging the entrances to the bowels and throat so that a child can accept larger sex organs without fear of damage.”


He stopped before the photo of two boys of no more than eight. Each of them had a foot-long black penis in his mouth and down his throat. You could actually see the outlines of the gigantic hunks of fuck meat through the thin pale skin of the boys’ necks. The sweet little kids looked to be choking half to death. Dr. Fichter smiled again.


“We reward the young ones who can take eleven or twelve inches down their throats. We are proud of our boys’ accomplishments. They excel in always trying to do better, always trying to reach the next level. You may notice that many of our staff are Negro. We employ them because of their superior equipment and stamina. We find they also work well with boys, although many of our blacks seem to have an affinity for the little white ones.”


The doctor paused before a doorway.


“We are about to enter one of our classrooms. You will see the teaching techniques we use here. I don’t think an actual class is in session, but you will see some of our room monitors and teachers working one on one with a boy, or in some cases two or three on one.


“Please do not be shocked or surprised by the sight of teenage boys walking around naked with huge throbbing, leaking erections. As I said, we make these boys keep themselves aroused for hours each day without release. You will notice the full, bloated condition of some of their scrotal sacks. This is not only from the containment of sperm but also because we do extensive work with the boys’ scrotums. We do testicular manipulation, scrotal weight training, and constriction of the sack, nut beating, and various other activities. Most of our teenage boys have extremely sensitive scrotums.


“Of course, it goes without saying that any boy who has an orgasm without permission is severely punished. Here at the Clinic, we do not hesitate to administer corporal punishment. Nothing like whipping a boy on his dick and balls to keep him in line. We make the other boys watch to impress this lesson upon them.


“You’ll also notice that we often have groups of adults observing our work. These are the generous money donors to our Clinic. They visit regularly and sometimes even involve themselves in the experiments and various interactions with the boys. We think it’s marvelous that concerned citizens give so much time to the well-being of the kids. Some of our clients will even take a teenage boy say for a private weekend, thus exposing him to the broader world outside the Clinic. One thoughtful donor took a boy of nine last week and introduced him to fifteen other nice gentlemen at a private party. How many boys of nine get that kind of exposure? One very notable donor enjoyed a boy of eleven so much that he took him to live with him on his private estate. The man raises prizewinning dogs and has a kennel with over twenty of them. Last I heard, the eleven-year-old boy was really bonding with the dogs. Isn’t that touching?


“Actually, you’d be amazed at how many boys can relate to animals, once the basic stigma attached to such things is removed. Boys love animals, so why shouldn’t they love them in all ways? Why shouldn’t a boy of six or seven be taught that if he really loves his pet Doberman, he must love him in every way? He needs to learn about his dog’s needs and welfare. You’ll see that here at the Clinic. We teach that kind of loving care to our boys. And you would be amazed how warm and fuzzy it makes one feel to watch some sweet darling lad of nine or ten, tenderly sucking on the balls of a big hairy dog while its fat spotted pizzle leaks all over the child’s face.”


I recalled just such a framed photo back down the hallway. It was of a boy of about twelve, tongue sticking out of his cute face lapping at what were obviously canine testicles. Above the close-up of the boy’s face was the ugliest dick you have ever seen, but in the photo it’s kind of beautiful in a grotesque surreal way. The dick was leaking slime all over the boy’s face. It ran over his nose and cheeks and onto his lips and dripped from his chin. It also coated the dog’s balls and the boy’s tongue licking the balls.


I wondered if any of the framed artworks were for sale. I also wondered if there was any of the same subject matter but with younger boys of, say, six or seven, or, maybe, even eight. I learned a long time ago that if a boy learns to eat sperm by six or seven, you will have no problem with him during those problematic teenage years. If he eats a lot of it before he is ten or so, then by the time the boy is twelve or thirteen, he will never wrinkle his nose at a bowlful of cum or a sperm sandwich.


“So, are you ready to visit our first classroom?”


The hard cock in my pants was answer enough. Dr. Fichter chuckled and opened the door.