Brad in DANIP, Third Time is a Charm Chapter 10
by Aldric
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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Chapter 10

On Wednesday an announcement was made that each class was
going to be shortened by fifteen minutes to allow for a
special demonstration at the end of the day.  In the science
class, Brad's only role in the science projects was the hair
removal spraying.  Since they already had plenty of data
from humiliating him, the kids in team two decided to
concentrate on the other DANIP kids and ignored Brad.  Team
four also left him alone.  At the end of the last class the
entire school was directed to the bleachers along the
football field.  When Brad saw that the spanking machines
had been moved from the front of the school to the edge of
the field it suddenly dawned on him what was up.

"Oh, hell, this is our show" he said to Pete.

"What do you mean?"

"Our ideas for the APA they're going to test them on us in
front of the whole school."

Sure enough, Kevin and RJ were standing in the center, and
Kevin had a microphone in his hand.  The four APA boys were
directed to the field, and Kevin explained his project to
the school.

After outlining the purpose, he directed his attention at
the four naked boys in front of him.

"In order to ensure we get good, solid performance from each
of these boys, some of these events have rewards and
punishments built into to them.  But none of the boys will
know which one's until after it is over.  So boys, my advice
is to try your hardest for each event."

"The first event is from an idea presented by Rob here, so
he has an advantage in that he knows what is going to
happen.  I want each of you to stand in line right here in
front of your classmates."  He waited until the four boys
were standing in a line directly in front of him.  AJ placed
four tall bowls filled with a thick, red fluid in them in
front of each boy.

"All you have to do is pushups, as many as you can. 
However, each pushup must cause your penis to enter all the
way into the bowl in front of you.  If you pull out to early
it won't count.  You will have five minutes, so get into
position."

AJ unlocked their arms from the collars and the four boys
assumed the pushup position.  Then AJ adjusted the position
of the bowls to ensure they were lined up correctly.

"Rob, what's in the bowls?" Pete asked.

"I don't know, my idea was just that it should hurt."

"Ready, begin!" Kevin yelled.  None of the boys moved.  AJ
said loud enough for them to hear "I'll push you down and
hold you there if you don't start."

Rob first, then the other three slowly lowered themselves
into the red fluid.  At first, it felt cool, but within
seconds the burning began.

"Doesn't count Pete, you pulled out to early" Kevin yelled.

"Same for you Tom" AJ yelled.  "But Brad has one."

Brad learned that the burning didn't stop just because he
pulled his dick out, the fluid stuck to his dick and was
running back down into the bowl.  But the moment he dipped
his dick back in the burning was worse.  He forced himself
to go all the way down.

Up and down the boys went, each one crying out in pain.

"Stop, all of you stop" Kevin yelled.  "Hand's up, there's
no touching.  Come over to the spanking machines."  Each boy
was fastened to his own spanking machine as Kevin explained
to the audience.

"Each machine will be set for thirty strikes on a high
setting, but we'll lower that number for each pushup done. 
And as an added bonus, the boy who did the fewest pushups
will get a second attempt."

Brad had managed to do sixteen pushups and Pete was right
behind him with fifteen.  Tom surprised them all by doing
seventeen.  But the one who came up with this idea, Rob, had
only been credited with seven.  Brad wondered if Kevin was
running this like the APA would; in other words, how many
they were credited for wasn't necessarily the correct
amount.

He felt the burning ointment being applied to his back side
and Kevin quietly said "Sorry" to him, then the machine
started up.  Brad got fourteen strikes, so at least for him
the count was accurate.

All three boys were kept on the machine while poor Rob was
led back over to the pushup area.  "This time you only have
five minutes, but here's a bonus for you.  If you can equal
or beat your first attempt, you can select one of the other
boys to receive your spanking for you."

With little hesitation Rob quickly did nine and then stopped
waiting for time to be called.  But the stop watch seemed to
be running a little slow and his arms were giving out.  He
sank back down into the fluid again just as Kevin called
time.

"You equaled your count, so which of those boys do you want
to take your punishment?" Kevin asked him, helping him up
from the fluid.

Since he and Tom were friends, Brad figured it was him or
Pete, and he was right.  The boy called out Brad's name. 
"Twenty minus nine is eleven, and we'll add one just to make
it an even number" Kevin said into the microphone.  Brad
guessed Kevin was adding one to make sure no one accused him
of being too easy or nice to his best friend.

More ointment was added and the machine set up and started. 
Brad was just barely able to keep from crying when it was
done.

"Now for event number two, brought to us by our good friend
Tom" Kevin called as AJ directed them into a small area
marked off with ropes.  "Anyone leaving the roped area will
suffer additional punishment, unless he his pushed out.  If
you push another boy out, you will suffer the punishment."

Pete and Brad, who had both spent time in the APA,
recognized the equipment AJ was setting up as the devices
used in area 9 for delivering a cream to a boy's balls that
caused a feeling of burning followed by a raging boner.  The
only difference was that instead of a timer that controlled
the flow of the cream these had a squeeze bottle on them. 
As the equipment was being put on them by AJ and Kevin they
learned that this was Rob's idea.

Once all four had been set up, Kevin went over the rules for
the audience and the boys.  "The idea is to squeeze the
bottle on other kids as often as you can while trying to
avoid having your bottle squeezed, but you must be trying to
beat off at the same time.  And there is a catch once a bulb
has been squeezed it doesn't pop back open again for ten
seconds, squeezing it before it pops open doesn't register
on the counter.  You will be scored for the number of times
you shoot and the number of times you squeeze minus the
number of times your own bottle is squeezed.  And I warn you
again, don't leave the area or push another kid out of the
area.  You have five minutes, starting now!"

They all started running around trying to get to the squeeze
bottle of another boy.  Pete and Brad were smart enough to
also start playing with themselves to get hard, but Pete had
a better idea.  Even though he knew it would burn for a few
minutes, he went ahead and squeezed his own bottle.  Within
a few seconds his dick was rising.

When Kevin called time, they added up the numbers, giving
two points for each orgasm, and called out that Pete was the
winner by one point.  They allowed Pete to exit the area and
re-filled the bottles for the remaining three boys.

In the second event, Rob and Brad teamed up on Tom since
this game was his idea, but in the end Rob ended up winning
by one point over Brad, so he was allowed to exit, leaving
just Tom and Brad to go a third time.

It looked like it was going to be an easy victory for Brad
at first until he slipped on the wet grass and fell down. 
Tom immediately sat on top of him and trapped his right hand
under his body.  While beating off with one hand, Tom kept
squeezing Brad's bottle every time the bulb popped out until
Kevin called time.

"Okay, that was a lot of fun I'm sure, especially if you
were watching and not participating.  Now on to the contest
submitted by the sickest DANIP member, Pete."  He led the
boys over to a table where a push button and large timer was
setting.  Pete wouldn't give away any information on his
idea; he just kept saying it was going to hurt.

"For finishing the previous contest last, my best friend
Brad here will help me demonstrate the rules.  Mind you,
this is just a demonstration; he will get his real turn in a
few minutes."  Brad understood that meant he would have to
go through this twice.  "Go ahead and push the button" Kevin
said into the microphone.  As Brad reached to push it, Kevin
continued talking to the audience.  "Pushing that button
generates a random number between 1 and 10, and that number
determines what happens next.  I see that Brad has generated
a 7.  That is the worst number you can generate because all
three of the bad things happen and then you have to press
the button again.  I'm afraid I'm going to have to order you
to put your hands up for this Brad."

Brad's eyes were fixed on Kevin's as his hands were locked
to his collar.  Away from the microphone Kevin whispered
"Sorry Brad, this is going to hurt, and there is nothing I'm
going to do to make it easier on you.  I hope you understand
and can forgive me later."

Brad did understand, if Kevin was accused of treating Brad
better than other DANIP kids he would end up being a L3O
himself.  "Just get it done quickly, don't build up any more
tension."

This event required getting permission from the highest
levels.  In order to get the final approval, AJ and me had
to demonstrate how it worked, so both of us know exactly
what is going to happen.  We are using a solution containing
a substance called Capsaicin.  The strength of the substance
used is depended upon age and at thirteen Brad is right at
the top.  The substance is placed into select areas, and
just for starters we'll do Brad's tongue first.  Brad, if
you'll stick your tongue out at the audience please?"

Brad hesitated, not sure what was going to happen.  Kevin
whispered in his ear from behind him "Please don't make me
hold your nose Brad, if I have to then you get another
turn."  With that warning from his best friend, Brad stuck
his tongue out.  Using an eye dropper, AJ placed two drops
of the solution on Brad's tongue.

The immediate reaction was pain, severe burning like someone
was holding a flame to him.  He pulled his tongue back into
his mouth and used his saliva to try and put out the fire,
but that just spread the burning around his mouth.

"The substance causes a reaction that feels like burning,
and that is what Brad is feeling right now.  It is similar
to eating a very hot chili pepper.  The only good news is
that the amount of the substance is carefully controlled so
that the duration at his age is one minute.  For younger
boys, the duration would be less, all the way down to
fifteen seconds for the youngest boys in the program."

Brad was trying to stifle a scream as his whole mouth was on
fire.  He only heard some of the words Kevin had said to the
audience.  Kevin stared at his watch, and when it reached
one minute he signaled to AJ.  AJ held a cup up to Brad's
mouth.  "Open up and swirl it around, it puts the fire out"
he said to Brad.

Brad wasn't sure, but AJ held his nose forcing his mouth to
open.  As soon as the stuff in the cup hit the inside of
Brad's lips the burning at that point stopped and Brad
quickly did what AJ had told him.  As fast as it had started
the burning was gone.

"Go ahead and spit it out, that phase is over" AJ said.

"There is no damage to his mouth, the Capsaicin acts
directly on nerves in the skin.  Once neutralized, nothing
remains but a memory.  Now, I said that a seven was the
worst possible number to get, and here is the reason why. 
There are two other places we can put the Capsaicin.  The
first is the one we will do next, his rectum.  For this, we
need you to bend over the table Brad."

Knowing that he was going to have to do this no matter what,
Brad did as he was told.

"We will have to hold you down for this because we don't
want to have to chase you around should you decide to run. 
AJ, go ahead when you are ready."

Brad couldn't see, but the rest of the boys had a clear
picture of the bigger eye dropper AJ used to place the drops
inside the brown and pink area.  Brad's reaction was again
instantaneous, and the need to hold him down was evident. 
He beat his legs against the edge of the table until AJ held
them in place.

"For this area, the effect at his age is only for 30
seconds, which is up right about now" Kevin said.  AJ
immediately inserted a second dropper and let Brad up. 
There were tears in his eyes and running down his cheeks,
but it was obvious the pain ended as soon as the antidote
was applied.

"Now the third area is only for ten seconds regardless of
age.  The difference is the location.  For younger boys, it
is just outside the urethra but for older boys like Brad it
will be inserted inside.  Brad, have a seat on the table."

AJ didn't wait for Brad's reaction; he pulled Brad around to
the front of the table and pushed him back down on it. 
"When I make the second pass at you, do everything you can
to hold still so that I can get the neutralizer inside you. 
Otherwise, it burns for about three minutes before your body
can neutralize it naturally."

Using a cotton swab, AJ injected the burning substance
inside Brad's piss hole.  This time Brad couldn't suppress
the scream.  But he had heard AJ's instructions and when he
say him pick up a second swab he used all the will power he
had to lay still.  AJ quickly inserted the swab and the
burning stopped.

"Now that had to hurt" Kevin said, getting a laugh and a
cheer from the audience.  "But the worst part about getting
a seven is this: Now he has to press the button again!"

"No, please, I thought this was just supposed to be a
demonstration" Brad pleaded, not wanted to experience any
more of the fluid.  But when Kevin pointed at the button,
Brad knew he had to press it.  They all looked up at the
display to see the number 9.

"A nine, not as bad as a seven, but not as good as a one
either."  Kevin looked at his notes and said "Rear end, and
then take another turn."  The crowd cheered as AJ got Brad
into position again.

After that was done, Brad had to press the button yet again. 
With mounting horror, he watched the display.

"This time lucky Brad gets another nine!  He sure must like
pressing that button."  Once again AJ got him into position,
and once again they set his anus on fire.  Brad's knees were
actually shaking as he pressed the button for the fourth
time.

"Finally, a low number a 1 means the mouth and then the
demonstration is complete.  Let's see that tongue again
Brad."

After what he had been through, Brad thought the mouth
wouldn't be as bad, but he forgot the time was longer.  At
last though it was finally done.

"I think we'll let Brad rest for a bit before he takes his
real turn, let's have Rob give the button a try next.  Come
on over Rob."

Rob hit the button and sighed with relief when the number 2
came up.  Kevin quickly said that would be the anus.  While
AJ got him in position, Kevin called Tom up.  Tom got a 3
and since he knew mouth and anus were taken by a 1 and a 2,
he knew what he was in for.

Kevin waited until both Rob and Tom had suffered through
their session before calling Pete up.  Pete pressed the
button and got a 9.

"Now Pete, you know from Brad's experience that means anus,
but you have to press the button again.  However, as the
winner of the last contest, you can give that number to any
of the other boys and go again, hoping you get a low number,
or you can just keep it and take your chances.  What do you
want to do?"

Kevin shoved the microphone in front of Pete face.  "I guess
since I would have to press the button again, I'll give this
one to Brad and hope I can do better with another press of
the button."

"Okay, poor Brad is really getting a work out.  We'll add
that to his turn.  But first, let's see if you made the
right choice Pete.  Go ahead and press the button again and
lets see your fate."

Pete slapped the button down and everyone watched the
display.

"Oh, a 10 Pete!  That's not better, and after this session
you will still have to press it again.  AJ, why don't you
take care of Pete here and I'll do Brad."

Pete was about to find out just how much it burned to have
it pushed up inside your piss head, while Brad was about to
get his anus burned yet again.

The screams were ear-shattering, but the crowd seemed to
love it.  Pete couldn't hold still when his time was up for
Kevin to insert the neutralizing agent and AJ had to help
hold him down.  That made him a few seconds late
neutralizing the Capsaicin in Brad's rear end.

They didn't waste any time, having first Pete and then Brad
press the button.  Pete got number 6 and Brad followed with
a 5.

"Oh, flirting with disaster, we almost had another number 7
there.  Pete, a number 5 means that this is the last time
you have to press the button.  That's the good news.  The
bad news is that a number 6 gets you anus and urethra."  The
audience yelled its approval.

"And Brad, a 5 is mouth and urethra, but remember this is
still Pete's turn that he gave up to you.  You will still
have to push the button for your own turn."

Brad's knees turned to jelly and he had to lean on the table
to stay on his feet.  A man came running up from the edge of
the bleacher and called Kevin over.  After a short
conference, Kevin spoke into the microphone as he went back
to the center of the field.

"For those of you who have never met him, that is Dr. Lamb. 
He's a pediatrician here in town.  But more importantly, he
is the director of the APA, and it is his call that Brad's
demonstration of this event will count as his turn.  So
Brad, get though two more painful periods and this event
will be history!"  Holding the microphone away from his
mouth, Kevin said something to AJ that Brad couldn't hear.

They decided to do Pete's urethra and Brad's mouth at the
same time.  As the drops were put on Brad's tongue, he
thought he must be getting used to it.  It still burned, but
no where near as bad as before.  As Kevin gave him the
mouthwash with the neutralizing agent Kevin whispered to him
"the doctor told us to use the solution that contains less
of the chemical, so it isn't going to hurt nearly as much."

And he was right.  It still burned and caused Brad to cry
out with pain, but it was nothing like the previous time.

"Now its time for our last event, the idea submitted by
Brad."  Once again they were brought into the area bounded
by the ropes.  "As before, leaving the roped area or pushing
someone else out of the roped area will subject you to a
terrible fate, so don't do it."

AJ handed Kevin a pole about one foot long with a small
colored flag on one end and a round plate on the other end. 
"This event is called 'flags' and each boy will get six of
these.  They have a very good adhesive on them that bonds
very well to skin, like this."  Kevin stuck the round plate
to his arm and pulled back.  The pole was firmly attached to
his arm.  "When we are done, just a few drops of the magic
fluid will make it fall right off."  AJ used an eyedropper
to put a few drops on the edge of the plate and the flag did
fall right off.

"This game is simple, all each of you have to do is attach
your flags to whomever you want.  When you're all done, we
count home many flags each boy has stuck to him.  The winner
gets rewarded, and the loser, well, the loser pays the
price.  There might even be something for the two in the
middle.  So when I say go, have at it."

Once AJ had handed out six flags to each boy, he put them in
opposite corners and stepped out of the ring and Kevin gave
the start signal.

Pete yelled out "This is Brad's idea, let's get him" and he
ran towards Brad followed closely by Rob.  Brad tried to
throw one of his arrows at Pete, but Pete dodged it and Rob
picked it up.  They pinned Brad in a corner and every time
Brad tried to stick one of his flags on one of them the
other got a free shot.

But Tom decided that his best target was Rob and Pete's
backs, and came up behind them and started unloading.  This
caused both of them to turn and stick him with some of their
flags, which in turn gave Brad a chance to score some hits. 
However, everyone ran out of flags except for Brad, who
still had one in his hand.  As he tried to stick it on Pete,
Pete grabbed it and twisted it back towards Brad and then
drove it in until it stuck.

Brad looked down as saw that he had two of his own flags
stuck on him the one that Pete had just landed and the one
that he had thrown and was picked up by Rob.  Kevin and AJ
totaled up the flags.  Brad was in last place with ten stuck
on him.  Rob was next with six, then Pete with five and Tom
with 3.

"Looks like we have the champ and the chimp.  In first place
with only 3 flags, Tom gets either 1 hours less time in the
APA if he is sentence there on Saturday or 2 hours less time
on his sentence.  Are you scheduled for the APA yet?"

Tom shook his head no.  "Well, there's still time.  Maybe
the SRRB will send you there just so you can have an hour of
time reduced.  You also get to select a boy for a 1 hour
service project at the school of your choice.  You can let
the SRRB know your decision when your sentence is up and
they will take care of the arrangements."

"Next we have Pete, who gets 30 minutes of APA time reduced. 
If at the end of your sentence you don't have any APA time
scheduled, you can assign either Rob or Brad to help you
with any service project you have been assigned.  That boy
will have to help for 30 minutes.  If you don't have a
service project assigned, then I guess you're already a
winner.  Again, just give the SRRB your decision when your
sentence is up."

"Next is Rob, with six flags stuck on him.  Rob, you have
won an opportunity to participate in a 30 minute service
project.  Your SRRB will let you know the details when you
are done."

"Finally, we come to poor Brad, who really is having a tough
day.  First, you will be assigned to visit, as a L1O, a
particular area in the APA.  You will be told where to go
after you serve your detention.  But before detention even
starts, you will be the first contestant to experience the
one event we have demonstrated here that our panel of
experts picks as the best idea of the four.  And the time
you spend at that event will not count for any time assigned
to the APA."

Kevin was still speaking to the audience, but Brad wasn't
listening.  He thought back to the four events, the pushups
over the hot sauce, the ball-burning hormone cream, the
painful session with the Capsaicin, and his own idea with
the flags and knew he would have to do one of them for real
in the APA on Saturday.  He really hoped it wasn't anything
to do with the Capsaicin, that event had nearly broken him. 
The only good news was that so far he had not been assigned
any time in the APA until now.

The selected panel stuck around to pick the best idea of the
four and the rest of school was dismissed.


  
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