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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
43
Views:
3,451
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This is a work of fiction about oral & anal sex between men and young boys. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 27
©2007 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 27
Date: Spring 2002
Place: BPH
The snows are melting. The sleds are back in the attic. There won't be any more ski trips to Vermont until next year. The boys are starting to shuck all the great warm clothes they got for Christmas in favor of shorts and t shirts, even though there's still a chill in the air.
Kenny and Walsh are outside horsing around on their old skate boards, rehoning their skills after the long winter. They have helmets on, because they're not that stupid. But with adolescence comes a large dose of recklessness. They're working on their Ollies when Kenny decides to attempt a railslide on the stairs leading down to the pool. Of course, he isn't ready, lands on a lingering patch of ice, and splits his lip open. Victor drives him to the ER while Walsh holds the ice pack on his mouth and the two keep laughing about it. Battle scars are an expected part of a male's growing up. The receptionist takes down the insurance information and asks a lot of difficult questions. She's obviously suspicious about who this boy is to this man, and whether it really was an accident. The doctor on call stitches up the damage and gives Kenny a cursory examination. Eyes, ears, BP. He x-rays chest and limbs in case there are fractures, but declares the boy fit to reenter the world. Victor is relieved the doctor didn't examine Kenny's anus. Back at the house, Kenny is the brunt of a lot of jokes. But that evening a board meeting is called. They can't be going to the hospital and face nosy staff whenever a medical condition arises. They need to hire a house doctor.
Dean tells the group about his pediatrician. He'd been going to Dr. Stevenson since he can't remember. He gave him his baby shots, filled out his forms for school, checked his sniffles and rashes and allergies. Every year Doc gave him a physical exam. Stuck lights in his ears and eyes, pounded on his chest, listened through his stethoscope and felt around his tummy. At the end, Doc Stevenson always examined his peepee and his nuts real close. "When I was about 7, Doc said he was going to do a test on my teskles to see if they could make seeds yet. Then he sucked my peepee. The next year he sucked it again and said he needed to do a DRE to check my prospate. He stuck his finger up my ass. It felt so weird. Then last January he sucked me again and then said 'it's time for the DRE, Dean.' So I bent over. Well, I think he noticed my a-hole was different. He musta knowed someone was fuckin' me. 'Cause by then I was comin' here to Victor's house each week. All Doc said was he was goin' to feel my prospate a better way. Then he took out his cock and he fucked me. Then I knew this wasn't really the way for doctors to check little kids."
Victor is told to call Dr. Stevenson and tell him about Kenny's stitches. In this exclusive area, Doc still makes house calls. Over the years, he needed these well-heeled clients to afford his hefty alimony and child support payments. Victor sends him up into the bedroom, the one with the cameras, and Doc examines Kenny's lip, declaring it had healed well. He cuts the stitches. "While I'm here I might as well give you a thorough exam." He runs through the standard routine: stethoscope, heart, eyes, ears, lungs, back, belly. "OK, now I need to check your testicles to see if they can make seeds yet." Doc bends down and sucks Kenny's eleven-year old penis, until it's hard and Kenny is bucking in the bed in a dry orgasm. "Yes, my boy. That was very good. Your 'man parts' are in fine working order. I bet the next time I see you, you'll be spouting semen. Won't that be nice? Now I have to check your prostate." Doc tells Kenny to stand beside the bed and lean over, while he puts on his latex glove. However when he sees that Kenny has been fucked, he opts for the 'better' prostate exam. He pounds away, fucking the shit out of his young patient. "Wow, kid, you got a great asshole!"
"Better than mine?" Doc pulls out with a loud pop and turns to see a familiar little boy coming out of the closet.
"Dean, what are you doing here?"
"I'm Kenny's friend. You didn't answer my question, Doc. Is Kenny's asshole better than mine?"
"Well, I'm not sure if it is or not, Dean. It's been a long time since your last exam. But if you want me to, I can check your prostate too while I'm here." Dean pulls off his pants, stands beside Kenny and leans over. The two boys smile at each other while Doc fucks Dean. Doc is now in oblivion, thinking he has entered pediatric heaven. Kenny sneaks out of the fishbowl with Doc's pants and underwear. When Doc finally explodes in little Dean's asshole, the two of them are hollering like banshees. Doc suddenly comes down to earth.
"Shit, what if Kenny's Dad heard us? Where is Kenny?"
"Let's go find him!"
"Where the hell are my pants? I can't go out in the hall like this! What if Kenny's Dad sees me."
"He won't. I promise. Come with me." Doc has no choice but to follow his little friend bare-assed down the stairs into the living room.
"Hi, Doc," Kenny says, wearing Doc's big pants. "These are all my friends. They was just looking at my lip and said you done a swell job. They think you're a super doc, Doc." Doc tries to hide his private parts but by now Dean has him by one hand and Washington by the other. "We was just about to watch TV. We all like those medical shows, you know. Maybe you can explain some of the things we see the doctor doing on this show." There it is, all on DVD, the two naked boys, the half-naked doctor, the blow job, the two anal penetrations. "OK, Doc, so here's the deal. One, you give us all physicals twice a year, and make sure we get any prescriptions we need. Two, whenever we call, you come running. We ain't going to the ER ever again. Now, if you behave yourself and do what you're told nobody else will see this DVD. And if you're extra special nice you might even get to fuck one of your young patients once in a while, but only when we want it. And you don't have to bother sending a bill for treating me today. You already got paid. Oh, yeah, here are your pants back. They're kinda too big for me."
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 27
Date: Spring 2002
Place: BPH
The snows are melting. The sleds are back in the attic. There won't be any more ski trips to Vermont until next year. The boys are starting to shuck all the great warm clothes they got for Christmas in favor of shorts and t shirts, even though there's still a chill in the air.
Kenny and Walsh are outside horsing around on their old skate boards, rehoning their skills after the long winter. They have helmets on, because they're not that stupid. But with adolescence comes a large dose of recklessness. They're working on their Ollies when Kenny decides to attempt a railslide on the stairs leading down to the pool. Of course, he isn't ready, lands on a lingering patch of ice, and splits his lip open. Victor drives him to the ER while Walsh holds the ice pack on his mouth and the two keep laughing about it. Battle scars are an expected part of a male's growing up. The receptionist takes down the insurance information and asks a lot of difficult questions. She's obviously suspicious about who this boy is to this man, and whether it really was an accident. The doctor on call stitches up the damage and gives Kenny a cursory examination. Eyes, ears, BP. He x-rays chest and limbs in case there are fractures, but declares the boy fit to reenter the world. Victor is relieved the doctor didn't examine Kenny's anus. Back at the house, Kenny is the brunt of a lot of jokes. But that evening a board meeting is called. They can't be going to the hospital and face nosy staff whenever a medical condition arises. They need to hire a house doctor.
Dean tells the group about his pediatrician. He'd been going to Dr. Stevenson since he can't remember. He gave him his baby shots, filled out his forms for school, checked his sniffles and rashes and allergies. Every year Doc gave him a physical exam. Stuck lights in his ears and eyes, pounded on his chest, listened through his stethoscope and felt around his tummy. At the end, Doc Stevenson always examined his peepee and his nuts real close. "When I was about 7, Doc said he was going to do a test on my teskles to see if they could make seeds yet. Then he sucked my peepee. The next year he sucked it again and said he needed to do a DRE to check my prospate. He stuck his finger up my ass. It felt so weird. Then last January he sucked me again and then said 'it's time for the DRE, Dean.' So I bent over. Well, I think he noticed my a-hole was different. He musta knowed someone was fuckin' me. 'Cause by then I was comin' here to Victor's house each week. All Doc said was he was goin' to feel my prospate a better way. Then he took out his cock and he fucked me. Then I knew this wasn't really the way for doctors to check little kids."
Victor is told to call Dr. Stevenson and tell him about Kenny's stitches. In this exclusive area, Doc still makes house calls. Over the years, he needed these well-heeled clients to afford his hefty alimony and child support payments. Victor sends him up into the bedroom, the one with the cameras, and Doc examines Kenny's lip, declaring it had healed well. He cuts the stitches. "While I'm here I might as well give you a thorough exam." He runs through the standard routine: stethoscope, heart, eyes, ears, lungs, back, belly. "OK, now I need to check your testicles to see if they can make seeds yet." Doc bends down and sucks Kenny's eleven-year old penis, until it's hard and Kenny is bucking in the bed in a dry orgasm. "Yes, my boy. That was very good. Your 'man parts' are in fine working order. I bet the next time I see you, you'll be spouting semen. Won't that be nice? Now I have to check your prostate." Doc tells Kenny to stand beside the bed and lean over, while he puts on his latex glove. However when he sees that Kenny has been fucked, he opts for the 'better' prostate exam. He pounds away, fucking the shit out of his young patient. "Wow, kid, you got a great asshole!"
"Better than mine?" Doc pulls out with a loud pop and turns to see a familiar little boy coming out of the closet.
"Dean, what are you doing here?"
"I'm Kenny's friend. You didn't answer my question, Doc. Is Kenny's asshole better than mine?"
"Well, I'm not sure if it is or not, Dean. It's been a long time since your last exam. But if you want me to, I can check your prostate too while I'm here." Dean pulls off his pants, stands beside Kenny and leans over. The two boys smile at each other while Doc fucks Dean. Doc is now in oblivion, thinking he has entered pediatric heaven. Kenny sneaks out of the fishbowl with Doc's pants and underwear. When Doc finally explodes in little Dean's asshole, the two of them are hollering like banshees. Doc suddenly comes down to earth.
"Shit, what if Kenny's Dad heard us? Where is Kenny?"
"Let's go find him!"
"Where the hell are my pants? I can't go out in the hall like this! What if Kenny's Dad sees me."
"He won't. I promise. Come with me." Doc has no choice but to follow his little friend bare-assed down the stairs into the living room.
"Hi, Doc," Kenny says, wearing Doc's big pants. "These are all my friends. They was just looking at my lip and said you done a swell job. They think you're a super doc, Doc." Doc tries to hide his private parts but by now Dean has him by one hand and Washington by the other. "We was just about to watch TV. We all like those medical shows, you know. Maybe you can explain some of the things we see the doctor doing on this show." There it is, all on DVD, the two naked boys, the half-naked doctor, the blow job, the two anal penetrations. "OK, Doc, so here's the deal. One, you give us all physicals twice a year, and make sure we get any prescriptions we need. Two, whenever we call, you come running. We ain't going to the ER ever again. Now, if you behave yourself and do what you're told nobody else will see this DVD. And if you're extra special nice you might even get to fuck one of your young patients once in a while, but only when we want it. And you don't have to bother sending a bill for treating me today. You already got paid. Oh, yeah, here are your pants back. They're kinda too big for me."
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.