Date: Thu, 04 Oct 2001 16:00:30 -0500
From: Nunya Biznezz <okcok27@hotmail.com>
Subject: my new father part one

Please do not read this story if you are a minor or are offended by
sexually graphic descriptions of men inserting their hard throbbing penises
into the waiting empty orifices of other men.  If you like this kinda stuff
you are in for a treat.  The following story might be true...the names of
the guilty have been changed to protect the innocent.....  :-)~


My new father, the doctor

My name is Jeff and I live in somewhere in Oklahoma.  I am 27 years old,
6'1, 225 pounds with a shaved head.  My eyes are dark brown and my hair
(what there is of it) is the same.  This all started when my mom decided to
start dating again after being divorced from my dad after 10 or so years.
That was back in 1999 during the months following the tornado that ripped
through her neighborhood.  She met him while she was being treated for some
minor injuries..she told me they just kind hit it off despite all the
commotion going on all around them from the dozens of other injured in the
room.  His name is Frank, he was 46 at the time, though he looks to be in
his mid thirties.

It was about their sixth or so month of dating that I was finally
introduced to him.  Not that my mom is ashamed of me or anything, she
doesn't even clue in that I am gay, it's just the way that the timing
worked out.  Anyway she called me one day right after my birthday in early
January and asked me to come over to dinner the next night so I could meet
someone she had been seeing.  I agreed and arrived at the preset time the
following night.  I got there about a half hour before Frank arrived so
that she could fill me in on him, and apologize for not mentioning him
earlier..like she needed to or something.  I told her that it didn't
matter, but almost changed my mind when I saw him...he was totally hot!!
He stood around 6'4 and had dark blonde hair and the hairiest forearms I
have ever seen...this guy was gonna give me a boner any second now.  When
my mom introduced us I quickly extended my arm to offer a handshake...what
a grip!!  We had a nice dinner and pleasant but slightly strained
conversation...I was trying not to answer too many personal questions...I
didn't want the good doctor to figure me out...well, not yet anyway.

For the next few weeks I made more of an effort to stop by my Mom's house,
especially when I knew that Frank would be there...I fantasized about him
constantly...which was very wrong to do since I was pretty sure he was
fucking my mom.  It made the thought of him fucking me all the more hot to
me though..I guess we all have issues.  Well one day I finally figured out
how to make move.  Frank was over at mom's checking up on her because she
wasn't feeling well.  I had been there for a few hours to cook for her and
clean and stuff like that.  While in the kitchen I purposely spilled some
warm soup on the front of my pants, right on my inner upper thighs and
yelled "FUCK" really loud.  Frank came to the kitchen to see what was going
on.

" I was getting ready to dump the leftover soup out and the pot handle was
still hot so I let go of it and it spilled all over me and burned me" I
said.

He told me he was going to go tell my mother I was alright, but I should
take my pants down while he was doing that to make sure I didn't burn
myself.  As soon as I knew he was out of earshot I loosened my belt and
dropped my pants to my ankles leaving me in very thin short white boxers
which were wet from the soup about 2 inches from the leg seam on my thighs.
I quickly pinched my thighs to make them red and ground my knuckles into my
flesh to cause some discoloration.  I heard him coming back so I made sure
that my dick was going down the leg that I was pretending to inspect.

"Well, your mother decided to try and take a nap she said for you to lock
up when we take off...  wow...looks like ya got yourself in a pretty
sensetive place" he said as he came in the door.

"Yeah, it looks pretty red and hurts a bit" I lied.

"At least it looks like the upper thigh is the only place you scalded
yourself" he said.

"I don't think so...I haven't checked everything out and the burn feels
like it goes a bit higher than just my thigh if ya know what I mean" I was
hoping that he would offer to check things out.

He seemed to be looking at my boxers and said " Look Jeff, I'm a doctor and
things like this don't make me uncomfortable....I know I'm seeing your mom
so it might embarrass you, but I can check things out to see if you might
need to go to a hopspital".

Bingo.....I pretended to think about it for a minute then told him I would
appreciate it if he would, but to please not mention this part to my mom.
He agreed and asked me to lower my boxers.

"Ok, I said...as long as you promise not to laugh....a shock like that
kinda makes you act like a turtle" I said.  "Truth is I don't have a very
big dick" I said and kinda chuckled nervously.

"I'm not gonna laugh...I see alot more than you would think in my line of
work...don't worry, this is just between us."

I lowered my boxers and he stooped down a bit to look at things.  He asked
me where I was feeling the most burning and I told him my upper inner right
thigh and part of my ball sac.  He asked me to try to sit on the back of
the counter by the sink with my right leg over one of the basins.  I had to
fully remove my pants and boxers to accomplish this.  Once I was in
position he turned the cool water on very low and used the sprayer on my
inner thigh.  He then lightly rubbed the palm of his hand over the area and
asked me if it still burned, I told him it didn't burn so much anymore.  He
looked me straight in the eye and told me he was going to check the rest
out.  I said Ok knowing that it wasn't going to be long before I got hard.
He lowered his hand and pushed my sac gently to the side to check it
out...he said it was a bit red then squeezed one of my balls a bit to
stretch out the skin.  This is where I started to get hard.

"I am so sorry" I said.

"Don't be it usually happens" he replied.

He continued to roll one ball around and then pushed on my shaft to move it
to the side so he could spray me down.  Even with the cold water I kept my
hard on.  I noticed him shifting like he was a bit uncomfortable so I
looked at his crotch to see if this was doing anything for him.  He seemed
like he might have the beginnings of a hard on, but I couldn't really tell.

"I'd like to put some gauze on your thigh...do you know if there is any in
the house?"  he asked.

I told him to check in the bathroom cabinet.  He walked out of the room to
check and came back in a couple of minutes with some gauze and white
medical tape.  " I checked in on your mother and she was asleep" he said.

Then he looked directly at my still hard dick and said " Well, it doesn't
seem that you have done any major damage...it still looks like you can
maintain an erection"

"I am so embarrassed" I said..even though I wasn't.

"You shouldn't be, like I said earlier, it happens..."  his voice kinda
trailed off as he started to apply the gauze and tape it to me
"...sometimes it even happens to the person that isn't being touched"

WHAT?!?!  I tried to look him in the face but he was still looking down
dressing my wound.

"Besides....you sold yourself short by telling me you weren't that
big....you're a decent size...  I mean...don't take it to your head, you
aren't overly large, but you aren't too bad off" he said.

I decided to try to make my dick size an issue..if we continued to talk
about mine...maybe his would eventually work it's way into the
conversation.  I told him how gym class used to be my most dreaded place to
be...and how I wasn't too confident sexually and how that affected my life
and he listened to everything barely saying a word.  He then told me that I
looked to be just about average and I shouldn't dwell on it.  I replied
that his last statement sounded like something a guy with a big dick would
say since they don't know what it's like.

He looked me in the eye and said "Look Jeff, this seems to be a major issue
to you and I want to help settle your mind...if you like we can go to my
place and look at some medical books that I have..there is some information
there I am sure you would benefit from"

"You have anything to drink at your house?"  I asked. "This is making me
feel a bit tense and a drink would loosen me up"

"Yes, I have plenty to drink...follow me" he said.

I locked up my moms house and got in my car and followed the doctor to his
house a few miles away.



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