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'Good, Tom - that's fine. Now you have seen Karl, and I think you will agree that he looks pretty good in his gear.' Tom nodded his agreement to that - he had never before seen such an exciting array of rubber gear and equipment on one man all at the same time. 'Well, by the time we have finished with you, you will look exactly the same. You have only seen on Karl what is outwardly visible; there are, as you are about to discover, several items of gear that you cannot see. We are going to fit you out with the same, and I will be explaining to you all about them as we go along. Karl is also wearing a dildo exactly like the one you have been fitted with. His and yours differ only in that each has been individually tailored for you. Perhaps I should caution you not to under-estimate this clever little device. I noted that you did not appear to be unduly impressed with it when you had the opportunity to inspect it, but I assure you it is a masterpiece of miniature engineering and design, and I promise you that although you may not feel much from it now, by the time you leave this chair, it will have worked its unique magic upon you.'
Tom nodded, but said nothing - all the time Richard had been speaking, he could hear Karl's moans and breathing in the background. Hans brought a trolley to where Richard stood before Tom; on it was laid out a heap of tubing, a long catheter, far longer than any Tom had seen before, a beaker of clear liquid, a pot of sterile gel, a syringe and a couple of steel kidney dishes. Richard removed the long catheter from its sterile pack, taking care to avoid touching the tip or any part of the long tube within twelve inches of the tip. He dipped the catheter into the gel, immersing the first foot from the tip, then as he held it up to allow the surplus to run off, he explained to Tom, 'I call this an active catheter, Tom - another product of the fertile brain of a very useful colleague. You won't have encountered one like this before, but you will find it very stimulating.' Tom could see that the open end of the tube was equipped with a rather complex-looking connector, and there was also a short length of wire embedded into the rubber. Richard continued as he began inserting the catheter into the eye of Tom's rubber sheathed dick, 'As you are already aware, there are limits to the degree of manipulation possible with a conventional catheter, whereas this little gizmo has some features built into it that will give you some surprises, not to mention some thrilling moments.'
His interest and curiosity stimulated, Tom strained to look at the tube; it was flesh-colored, and apart from the additional length and the elaborate connector, the only way in which it appeared to Tom to differ from a normal catheter was that there appeared to be some dark rings in the first few inches running back from the tip. Richard offered no further explanation, and continued carefully with the insertion. Tom felt it slide in easily, and shifted slightly back in the chair, wanting to wriggle with the pleasure of the sensation. He felt the tip encounter his sphincter, then the movement of the tip through it as Richard eased it onward into his Bladder. Hans was ready with a kidney dish to catch the brief spurt of piss from Tom as the tip entered the bladder. Richard knew that Tom's bladder would be almost empty, so he was careful to close the valve on the catheter to prevent further escape, and satisfied that the tube was primed, and that there were no air bubbles present, he took the syringe that Hans held ready, and inflated the balloon, locking the tube into Tom.
Tom looked down at his rubber sheathed dick, it looked very exciting to see several feet of tubing protruding from it, the light color contrasting sharply with the blackness of his rubber gear. The feeling was great, and his dick became hard, beginning once more to throb insistently; he desperately wanted to come, a feeling intensified by the fact that Hans had brought a heavy moulded black rubber cock- sheath and had begun threading the open end of the catheter through a hole in the side of it. The movements created by this procedure were transmitted along the length of the catheter and right through Tom's rubber dick, causing him to writhe with the intense pleasure, and, without realizing it, to begin moaning softly into his mask. Hans ran the sheath along the tube, and telling Tom to keep still, slid it over his dick. The sheath was well-lubed and slid on easily with a squelching sound. The fit was snug, and it felt wonderfully cool on Tom's dick.
The diameter of the hole in the sheath through which Hans had brought the catheter was large enough to leave a sizeable gap between the edges of the hole and the tube. In order to fill this space, Hans began inserting into the gap a rubber grommet which was fitted on its inner surface with a trio of rubber ball bearings, which when the grommet was finally snapped into place, would rest on the surface of the catheter exerting enough pressure to ensure traction, but not so much as to crush the tube; Tom could see that yet another wire was attached to the grommet. Hans completed fitting the sheath by attaching it to Tom's harness by means of press studs, and as he finished he gave the sheath a couple of playful tugs, which caused Tom to wriggle within his bonds, and make the need for orgasm seem more urgent than ever.
The open end of the sheath was fitted with a male connector, and to this Hans now fitted the female connector on a long length of black corrugated rubber hose. Tom could see that the hose was itself connected to several other hoses, creating a system of hoses which disappeared out of Tom's line of vision, although he could see that the central length of this potential rubber tangle connected directly to Karl's cock- sheath. The complexity of the network of hoses was added to by the fact that at each point where the various hoses connected, there was either a 'T' or a 'Y' connector incorporated into the system, and from each connector there ran a smooth black rubber tube and a wire, these would enable a series of valves located within the connectors to be used to control the various modes in which the entire system could function.
Hans moved over towards the electronic console, and bending, began lifting and sorting out what appeared to Tom to be an impenetrable tangle of tubing from the far side of Karl's chair. As far as Tom could discern, all the tubes were connected either to Karl or the console, and to his amazement, Hans seemed to be able to bring some order to the apparent chaos quickly by connecting loose ends to some of his own tubes, and others to the console. Richard returned, and standing so that Tom could no longer observe Hans' activities, removed Tom's oxygen mask, saying as he did so, 'While Hans finishes connecting your lower regions to Karl's, and into the system, I'm going to sort you out up top.' He rummaged among the tubing on the trolley and from beneath it produced a rubber gag that resembled the feeding gag Tom had worn earlier. Like that item it was in two sections, an upper, and a lower section.
Richard continued, 'Although this looks similar to the gag you wore before, it has a couple of additional features. It has been made to fit you, and like other items you are soon to experience, it is a marvel of ingenious engineering. Now open your mouth.' Fitting the lower section first, then the upper part, and locking them together as previously, Richard told Tom to bite down on the gag, then asked if it was comfortable. Tom nodded, and Richard went on, 'Be absolutely certain about that, Tom. You will be wearing this for many hours and we don't want an aching jaw to spoil your enjoyment. Tom nodded again, and made what he hoped were affirmative noises. The gag felt much the same as the previous one, except that his tongue felt slightly more depressed, and the whole area of his middle mouth felt fuller than before. Richard asked Tom if he could swallow easily, and bade him demonstrate that he could. 'Fine - you seem to be OK in that department.'
Turning to Hans, who had finally got all his tubes under control, Richard asked for the mask. Tom's eyes widened when he saw the mask. It was identical to the one Karl wore strapped to his face. A big black rubber anesthetic mask with a large inflated rubber cuff round the outer rim, it had all the tubes sprouting from it that Karl's had, but it was the tubing inside the mask that had excited Tom. First there was the red rubber feeding tube, then two slimmer red rubber tubes, and two slender smooth black rubber tubes. There were also two wires. While Richard held the mask, Hans connected the two smooth black rubber tubes to connectors at the front of Tom's gag, then carefully inserted the feeding tube into the gag as before, but leaving the tip in the gag itself. 'We're going to intubate you now Tom, and this may be a little uncomfortable for you for a few seconds. Can you remember how to swallow the feeding tube?' Tom nodded to Richard that he could. 'Good, well we're not putting that down just now, but we are going to fit you with your nasal tubes.' He indicated the two red rubber tubes sprouting from inside the mask and passing on through it. You must breathe normally through your nose, I realize that at the moment you have no choice about that, but even so, don't attempt to breath through your mouth. As you feel the tubes moving in, try to sniff them up right into your higher nasal passages. As the tips of the tubes pass into the more sensitive areas of the passages you will want to 'gag', you can overcome this by rapid swallowing over and over again; keep this up until the tips of the tubes have passed the sensitive area, and then you will feel comfortable. You will still be aware of the tubes, but hopefully it will become a nice sexy feeling. Are you ready?' Tom nodded, despite the fact that the prospect of his head, throat and upper chest being invaded by rubber tubing in this way filled him with as much apprehension as it did excitement.
Richard moved away and took up position behind the console, telling Hans to begin inserting the rubber nasal tubes. He watched the monitor carefully. There was a small X-ray camera behind the monitor trained on Tom's head, and Richard switched it on. Because the tips of the tubes each had a small dab of barium paint on them, Richard was able to observe the passage of the two tubes into Tom. Hans moved with his customary dexterity, and Tom obeyed Richard's instructions, making it unnecessary to make a second attempt, or for Richard to intervene. Despite the expected moment of extreme discomfort, and near panic by Tom, the procedure was accomplished within seconds, and Tom began savoring the feeling of having these rubber tubes in his body.
Richard switched off the camera, and returned to Hans who handed the mask to Richard. Working slowly, Richard began moving the mask toward Tom's rubber face, allowing Hans time to pull the surplus lengths of tubing out through the body of the mask, pausing only to allow Richard to reach into the mask and slide a rubber grommet along each of the nasal tubes and locating them just inside Tom's nostrils, thus packing out the space between the tubes and the nostrils themselves, ensuring that Tom breathed only through the tubes and not around them, until finally Richard was holding the mask firmly to Tom's face.
Telling Tom to lift his head slightly from the head rest, Richard took the mask harness from Hans who had threaded it up along the outer tubes of the mask, and snapped it into place over Tom's head, holding the mask snugly, but not tightly in place.' Feeling good, Tom?' Richard enquired. Tom nodded, and made a sound that Richard easily interpreted as 'yes.' 'OK, Tom, I understood that, despite the gag, and all the other gear. So you can communicate; remember that, because Karl can communicate too, and you can hear each other, and by using the same inflections in the sounds that you are able to make, that you would normally employ in speech, it should be possible for you both to interpret the sense of what you wish to tell each other.'
Instantly into Tom's ears came unmistakable sounds from Karl, 'Hi, Tom - I love you', was how Tom correctly interpreted the message. 'Be quiet, Karl!.' was Richard's rebuke. Tom longed to respond, but the forbidding tone of Richard's voice kept him silent. Richard's attention returned to Tom, 'Look about you Tom.' Tom did; his head was still quite mobile. He looked first of all over at Karl. The tilt of the chair permitted him to see only Karl's knees and lower legs and feet, although he could see the forest of tubing that appeared to flow from him. He remembered that Richard had said that he would look just as Karl did, and looking down at his own rubber body, he saw there were tubes everywhere. They branched out from his mask and from the moulded rubber sheath on his dick. He found it difficult to unravel in his mind where each tube went to, or to which other tube it was connected, so intricate was the network.
The best he could do was to establish that there were several tube connections between himself and Karl, and that he and Karl were both linked to the console and to the anesthetic machine. He could see the twin black rubber bladders, now both active.
For a second he held his breath and watched his own bladder become still, and then return to life as he resumed breathing. As he looked about him, he saw Hans approach with a clear plastic bag containing a clear liquid. The bag was like an enema bag with a clear tube emerging from the bottom. He watched as Hans suspended the bag from an overhead hook between himself and Karl. Hans began connecting the tube from the bag to a three-way connector in the tube linking Tom's and Karl's catheters, taking care as he did so to purge all air from the tubes, leaving them fully primed with the clear liquid.
Richard resumed, 'Quite a tangle, isn't it, Tom. Well its much more orderly than it looks, and as Hans has just put the finishing touch to this tubular circuitry, we may as well begin with that. As you know, you are catheterized. You have passing through your urethra and locked into your bladder, a variant of the Foley catheter. There are two principal modifications, the first is that it is much longer than is customary, and secondly, it has built into that section that is now in your body, devices that will, I hope, enhance your pleasure in having that part of your anatomy fully rubbered, in other words it has the capacity to stimulate you in ways other catheters cannot. We have discussed your dildo that also has unique stimulating properties, but to return to the catheters. Your bladder is linked directly to Karl's, however as you can see, the direct tube link between you is bisected by a number of connectors linking with other tubes. Each connector contains valves, which can be opened and closed as I decide. For example I can cause fluid to flow simultaneously into both your bladders. I can cause it to flow from one of you to the other, and there are several other variations; perhaps you have realised that there is also a link between these tubes and your feeding tubes. Another feature of this network of tubing is that your catheters, your nasal tubes and your feeding tube can all be withdrawn or re-inserted as I decide from the console, and this can be accomplished without interfering with anything else you are wearing.'
'Let us turn now to your mask. You are, as you have been apart from brief intervals, breathing pure Oxygen through your mask now, and you have already observed from the action of the re-breathing bag on the apparatus beside you that you are connected directly to that apparatus. Your mask is not actually for breathing through in the usual sense, you are breathing now solely through your nasal tubes, and apart from brief interludes in the coming hours, you will do so most of the time. The mask is primarily an anchor point for the tubes, and anyway, Tom, it feels good doesn't it?' Tom nodded his agreement, and Richard continued Tom's conducted tour of his own gear, 'Well, I can promise you, it gets to feel even better than it does now. The hoses and tubes associated with your mask are all linked to Karl's, and to the console and breathing apparatus. In these circuits, as in those we have just been discussing, there are valves which enable me to control your breathing in a variety of ways. You and Karl can, for instance breathe directly into each other's lungs; in another mode you can use the power of your lungs to massage each other's dicks. So don't sit there in the comfort of that chair imagining yourself on some magical rubber rollercoaster with nothing to do but sit there and enjoy the thrills - you have to work. Karl is depending upon you for some his pleasures, and you upon him for some of yours, so you need to be alert enough to interpret what is happening, which modes the equipment is being switched into, and to respond appropriately. As already stated, you can communicate with each other as much as you like, you can even compete with each other, like when you feel there is not quite enough air for both of you, but you must read the signs.'
Richard moved away, making room for Hans who carefully placed a small black rubber dome over each of Tom's nipples. Each dome was fitted with tubes and wires, and as soon as Hans placed them upon Tom's chest, he could feel the suction of the vacuum holding them firmly in position. Tom found himself with a moment for reflection. Earlier he had thought he had reached the pinnacle of rubber experience during his time on the operating table, but this chair, and all this gear and equipment, plus the thrill of sharing it with Karl was almost overwhelming. His dick felt massively swelled within the sheath, he regretted that he had no awareness of the dildo in his ass, but his mask and gag felt good, and the tubes in his nose felt good too. Richard had promised that all this would feel even better, Tom found that hard to believe. He wondered what 'the signs' that Richard had referred to would be, and he hoped he would indeed be able to read them.
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