Date: Mon, 22 Nov 2010 11:34:19 -0000
From: Nick <nakednick2@btinternet.com>
Subject: Keeping it in the family - Chapter 22

KEEPING IT IN THE Family - Chapter 22

WARNING:  The following true story - only the names of the participants have
been changed - contains descriptions of gay, bisexual and incestuous
activity between adult relatives and others, activities which may be illegal
in some jurisdictions or cause offence against some religious beliefs.
Please do not read any further if you are likely to be offended by its
content or if it might be illegal in your country!  By the way, the story is
written with the full knowledge and approval of all the living persons
having significant mention therein.

 * * * *

The morning after the earth almost literally moved as we made love during a
thunderstorm, we made small talk over a fairly leisurely breakfast,
discussed Sarah's plans for the day, the meeting I was to have with a nearby
customer, the plans for Rob's visit and where the girls could go if Alison
came too.  After cleaning my teeth, I gathered up my laptop bag, car keys,
mobile phone and all the other office bits and pieces, kissed Sarah goodbye
and went off to work, totally at ease with the world.

After a couple of fairly hectic work days, I had managed to get away early
and met Sarah at the doctor's for her (our) appointment.  The doctor went
briefly through our medical histories, no problems there.  Then before
examining Sarah she discussed the timetable of pregnancy, scans, etc. and
worked out that the due date was around February 20th.  What was almost a
top to toe physical examination of Sarah confirmed the pregnancy and
revealed no other problems, a clean bill of health.  I was just thinking
that I was glad it was a woman doctor when she turned to me and asked "Did
you know that my colleague, Doctor Appleby, well my husband actually, is
doing a study of the sexual health of new fathers?"

I somewhat apprehensively replied that I did not.  She explained that it was
all to do with fertility and testicular problems, "This is my last
appointment for the day, I can do the examination now, unless you would
prefer a male doctor to do it."

Sarah glanced at me, I am not sure if it was an 'I dare you' or a 'you might
as well' look.  I think my reply was a bit hesitant ; the doctor, who was
not much older than us said "I have seen it all before, you know", which
really left me with little option but to agree.

She started with a few questions about my sexual history - no problems
there.  Had we been trying very long for a baby - she answered that question
for herself by saying she had removed Sarah's coil only a couple of months
ago.  Did I have any history of sexual health problems - no.  Did I have an
allergy to latex - no.  "Right, remove your trousers and underwear, please,
and lean over the couch", she said, gesticulating towards the curtained
recess in one corner of the consulting room.

Without explanation, she handed me a tissue and donned latex gloves.  I
noticed a wry smile on Sarah's lips as I did as I was bidden.  The doctor
closed the curtain, hiding my bare backside from Sarah's view.  "This won't
hurt, but you might dribble a bit," she said as she lifted my shirt tail and
inserted a finger deep into my ass.  It was a not unpleasant sensation as
she wiggled it round my prostate and I quickly discovered the purpose of the
tissue I was still clutching.

"That's fine," she said, "lie on the bed and pull your shirt up, please."  I
was still drying my cock, which was also showing the first signs of arousal.
"Can you pull your foreskin back for me?"  I obeyed and she took hold of my
knob and closely examined the glans.

"No problems there," she said as she dropped my prick on to my belly,
grabbed my balls and started to roll them around in her hand.  She sensed my
discomfiture about my stiffening cock and said "Don't worry about it, some
men get a full-blown erection."  The testicular massage was going on for
longer than I wanted.

"Is there a problem, Doctor?"

"When did you last have intercourse?"

"Last night."

"How often do you normally have intercourse?"

I hesitated, "Two or three times a week, more sometimes, like on holiday or
something ," Sarah piped up.

"Do you produce a lot of semen?"

"Well, I don't know, I have nothing to compare it with."

"No, it is difficult, I know.  OK, you can get dressed."  I was glad she
turned away before I got off the bed and Percy stuck out horizontally.

"Well, your husband has no problems, Sarah.  I am sure you are going to have
lots of healthy babies together."

"Two, three at the most, will be enough," I said, emerging from between the
thin curtains.

"Now, Nicholas, I am going to give you two bottles," she said, rummaging in
her 'consumables' drawer.

"Most people call me Nick,"

"OK, Nick, here's what you have to do.  The larger bottle is for a urine
sample.  As soon as possible after you next have intercourse, pass a little
water into the toilet, stop and then fill the bottle.  Fill in the details
on the label and drop it here as soon as possible afterwards."

"I have to come this way tomorrow morning," Sarah said.  Doctor Harris
glanced at me but said nothing.

"Now, the second bottle, you must abstain from intercourse for at least 72
hours and then I want you to produce a semen sample.  It will need to be in
the morning because Doctor Appleby needs to do his tests within about three
hours."

"Your mean you want me to w.., umm, masturbate and collect the semen for
testing. "

"Yes, please, will you be able to do that?  Roger does not work on Mondays,
by the way."

"Ok, I'll fix something for next week then."

"I am sure Sarah will understand, and I am Clare by the way.  We are trying
to promote a less formal atmosphere for our patients.  Would you be prepared
to help Roger further with his study, if need be?  He'll probably want to
examine you again and maybe take a blood sample."

I looked at Sarah, "I don't see why not," I said.

"OK, thanks, I will see you in about two months, Sarah; you are welcome to
come along too, Nick, if you want.  I promise I won't embarrass you again!
I shall have seen a few more twitching penises before then."

Sarah giggled and we made our goodbyes.  In the car park as we walked to our
cars, Sarah said, "Did you get a hard on then?"

"Not really, but Willy was a bit perky when she massaged my balls."

"That serves you right for being so randy all the time.  I was afraid you
would say twice a day or something dreadful when she asked you about sex."

"Nothing dreadful about that, but I am not sure I could keep it up!"

I got a slap across the backside for that, "I'll see you back at home,
then."

I had had lunch with my customer, Sarah had been out with a couple of
friends, so we just snacked in the evening, did some chores and watched TV
for a couple of hours, cuddled together on the sofa.  Sarah went up about
9.30pm while I spent an hour or so tidying up a few bits and pieces I had
brought from the office.  She was sound asleep when I went up.  I undressed,
went to the bathroom, then naked, I slid into bed beside her.  She didn't
stir.

I lay awake, thinking about filling my bottles.  If I wanted to get the
urine sample in tomorrow that meant a shag tonight.  Or toss myself off - no
that wouldn't do; what if Sarah woke up and wanted screwing?  Or I arranged
to take spunk in on Tuesday morning we had to abstain after Saturday
morning.  Or if I screwed Sarah on Sunday night took the piss in on Monday
morning, I could wank on Thursday morning.  Eventually, I dropped off to
sleep without coming to any conclusion.

Sarah solved the problem about three o'clock in the morning.  I awoke to
find my dick being fondled and already well above half mast.  I didn't move
for a few moments but when I felt her lips closing around my knob I flinched
and gave the game away.

"You're awake!  I worked out that if we didn't do something tonight, Willy
was going to be a bit deprived by the end of next week."

"So did I, but you were sound asleep when I came to bed."

"Well, we are both awake now!"

Sarah was ready, I was ready, but all the same, we took our time in a gentle
act of love, caressing each other's naked bodies, me sliding my member
gently in and out of her tunnel of love, not thrusting violently as if it
was the final act before some cataclysm of nature.  Then I heard the little
groan and with my next thrust forced my prick to its hilt and released my
hot semen in spurt after spurt deep inside Sarah's body, just as she
climaxed herself.

Neither of us moved for several tens of seconds, my member was shrinking,
Sarah pulled me even closer and we kissed passionately in tribute to each
other, our now sweaty bodies sliding easily over each other as I slowly
withdrew.  Then we gently cleaned each other up in our accustomed manner.
That completed, I filled the bottle, as directed, and returned, naked to the
bed in which Sarah was already asleep.  I eased myself into the 'spoons '
position behind Sarah and was soon asleep.