Date: Sun, 9 Feb 2014 16:25:24 +0000
From: David Marks <storyman2012@gmail.com>
Subject: A Very Sensitive Boy Part One (Edited Version) Gay/Male

The usual disclaimers apply to this storey. The author is not responsible
for any actions by individuals as a result of reading this story. If you
are a minor (child) then GO AWAY. If you are an adult. This story is about
an encounter that involves a man and teenage boy. If this doesn't float
your boat then skip it. If it does then read and enjoy.  It is just a
story. You can reply with comments/ideas. Address at bottom of story. ENJOY!



A Very Sensitive Boy Part 1


Doctor Marco sat at his desk. He had a very busy day and was awaiting his
last appointment of the day. The whole afternoon had been dedicated to head
to toe medicals for six boys  who had entered their fourteenth year. The
five he had seen had flown through with no problems.

Doctor Marco was a well respected member of the community but had a secret
passion for young teenage boys but had never crossed the line given his
position and easy access to them. In fact the five boys he had seen that
afternoon did nothing for his ego. All of them had been either scrawny,
immature or just plain kids in his eyes and much to his annoyance they had
a parent in attendance which gave him no free licence to even attempt to
tease them in any way although he did linger when using  his stethoscope
which gave him many opportunities to place his fingers on their bare chests
and backs making sure he brushed their nipples at every opportunity but
that was as far as it went.

Pulling the last medical file from his in-tray he let out a heavy sigh,
noted the name on the front cover: Carl Marden. He nonchalantly flipped the
file open and perused the one page it held. From the date of birth he could
see the boy was 14 years and 4 months so a little overdue for his medical.
His concentration was interrupted by a knock on the door. His paediatric
nurse Maria who was in her mid thirties and had been with doctor Marco for
some five years put her head round the door. "Are you ready for the last
boy doctor"? ....... "Oh! Oh yes Maria, show him in". The door opened wider and
with her hand placed on the boys shoulder she ushered Carl Marden into the
doctors office. Dr Marco's demeanour changed when he saw the boy. His mind
suddenly became more alert. "This is Carl doctor, you will not have seen
him before as his family only moved to town last month, he has no chaperone
as he has explained to me that his parents both have work commitments".
"Thank you Maria" The nurse handed a white envelope to the doctor and
explained that the boy had brought it with him. "Well, hello Carl" said the
doctor extending his hand to the boy who took the doctors hand. The boy had
a soft hand, the doctor held onto it as he detected moisture from the boys
nervousness. "Hello sir", the boy said nervously in a voice that was almost
effeminate . The Dr released the boys hand. "Now" said the doctor. "Carl,
as your parent cannot attend I have to ask you if you would like Maria here
to be present during your medical, would you like her to stay"? "I am ok
sir, I don't have a problem with a man doctor, my last doctor was a lady
and my mother always attended" . "Ok then, that's fine". Maria smiled and
left the room. Carl was directed to a comfortable padded chair by the
doctor. " I will be with you in a moment Carl, just need to see what this
letter is about". Carl looked around the nicely decorated room, plain light
blue walls with some pictures and certificates on the walls. Sunlight
blazed through the huge arched window behind the doctors oak kneehole desk.
He nervously scuffed the edges of his black deck shoes on the deep piled
grey carpet then his stomach churned as his eyes fell on the doctors white
leather couch against the wall to his left which sported two large pillows
against its adjustable back rest. He then watched Dr Marco as he sat
reading the letter he had brought with him. He estimated the doctor to be
around 50 with a good head of salt and pepper coloured hair with a tanned
complexion . He noticed the doctor occasionally glancing over at him as he
read the letter and twiddled with a pen in the top pocket of his pale blue
scrubs suit jacket.

Dr Marco placed the letter flat on the desk. "Ok then Carl" "Yes sir" Carl
piped up coming out of his slight dream. He instructed the boy to stand in
front of his desk just far enough away that he could him from head to toe.
Carl was the perfect nicely tanned fourteen year old boy in the eyes of  Dr
Marco: Slender build, 5'4" tall and weighing around 112lbs (8st), good
posture, blue eyes, nice boyish features, nose and pert lips and pronounced
cheekbones, thick eye lashes and brows that matched his collar length dark
brown hair which swept down across his forehead . His small ears protruding
through his thick hair that Gave the effect of broad sideburns sweeping
onto his cheeks. A slender neck that vanished into the collar of his white
Ralph Lauren  polo shirt with the distinct polo player logo in blue on the
left breast. The boys shorts were half thigh length, not baggy like most
boys wore,  a slightly darker shade than the faded  large blue plaid
design, they left his downy hair covered legs exposed all the way down to
his deck shoes and almost concealed white trainer socks.

"Now Carl, I guess you are a little nervous". "A little sir" he said in a
quaky voice. The doctor continued. "Are you aware of the contents of this
letter from your mother"? "Eh....no sir" even more nervously and widening his
eyes in surprise and concern. "Well Carl" the doctor said picking up the
letter. "Your mother says here that she thinks you may be having problems
in your boy department, as she puts it. Carl noticed as the doctors eyes
fell to the front of his shorts and nodded in indication. Dr Marco had
noticed when the boy entered his office that he did indeed have quite a
pronounced bulge in his shorts . " She says that you appear to display
discomfort, constantly adjusting yourself, and changing your underwear up
to three times a day. To which point she has noticed quite heavy staining
in your underwear". Carl could not believe that his mother had written such
private things about him. He welled up and trembled and looked down at his
feet, too embarrassed to look at the doctor. The doctor noticed the boys
distress and privately delighted in it. "Carl" The boy raised his head.
"Yes....sir" he said with dewy eyes and now a very flushed face. "Carl, your
mother goes on a little more but I can see you are not comfortable.......I am
sure there is nothing serious going on down there". Again he nodded in the
direction of the front of the boys shorts. Dr Marco pushed back his chair
and stood up. "First things first Carl, let's get your head to toe check up
out of the way then we can have a look at your little problem". The words
"have a look" registered in the boys head. Was the doctor really going to
want to see his most intimate area? Especially as he was in a state of
arousal.

Carl watched the doctor as he walked toward the dreaded examination couch.
Lifting the foot end of the couch he wheeled it around to have the head
against the wall giving access to both sides. "Ok then Carl, loose the
shoes, you may as well take your shirt off now as its easier to do than
when your on the couch". Dr Marco watched as the boy heeled each of the
shoes off to reveal his small feet encased in the little, very white socks.
"Don't worry about the socks yet Carl" Carl undid the last button on his
polo shirt and taking it by the collar raised his arms and drew it up over
his head. The doctor drank in the boys torso as it was revealed. Lightly
tanned, slender down to the slim waist that vanished into the wide band of
his pale blue underwear which protruded above the waist of the shorts that
now revealed a broad white belt that nestled the shorts on his hips. Some
wisps of brown hair under the arms. Now with the boys arms to his sides the
doctor could see his  lower ribs just under the skin. Not an ounce of spare
fat on his lean torso, some definition in the abdominal area, a cute, very
tidy bellybutton and oh..........to die for the two brown, boy nipples with their
very prominent nubs just inviting attention. The doctors first contact with
the boys flesh was when he placed a hand on his back just between the
shoulder blades, unable to resist letting his hand roam over the boys naked
back he guided him toward the examination table. Carl felt an odd tingle
shoot through him when the doctors hand made contact. "Right young man" the
doctor said as he positioned the boy with his back to the bench. "lets get
the boring stuff out of the way, ears, eyes, nose and throat first". Some
fifteen minutes passed as the doctor carried out the routine checks. At the
time he inspected the inside of the boys mouth with his pen torch he had
ensured his own legs had brushed the front of the boys shorts eliciting an
audible gasp from him with each contact. Beautiful teeth and very moist,
smooth tongue with no tell tale signs of infection and those pert lips. The
doctor placed a hand either side of the boys head, feeling for the bone
structure, fingers pressing around the jaw line, thumbs pushing into the
cheekbones while saying to let him know if at any time he felt anything to
say so. He instructed the boy to turn his head from side to side as far as
he could reach. All the routine moves, head right back. It was when he put
his head down to give the doctor access to the main area of his skull that
his eyes wandered to the movement at the front of the doctors scrubs
trousers. The doctor was now running his fingers through the boys hair
examining his scalp. This sent tingles of pleasure through him especially
when he ran his fingers up the back of his slender neck and through the
fine hairs at the nape several times and again sending unwanted messages to
his ever throbbing boy parts, he endured these pleasurable but somewhat
painful feelings as the doctors fingers checked every inch of his scalp.

"Now" said the doctor. "I need you to bend forward, hands on your knees,
bend your knees slightly and keep your back arched up slightly". Carl did
as directed at the same time he felt his shorts ride down at he back and
show more of his underwear. His thoughts were then suddenly interrupted
when he felt the doctors hands on each shoulder and more to the point he
felt the doctors scrubs jacket brushing his back and something pressing
into his buttocks. The doctors hands roamed all over his shoulders, fingers
pressing and prodding and the doctor reminding him to say if he felt any
pains at any time. Now they grasped his sides firmly and dragged from under
his arms right down each side to his hips dragging the waistband of his
underwear down slightly. Back up again reaching round to his chest where
the doctors fingertips very briefly touched his nipples before squeezing
his sides firmly and working down again. As they passed the bottom of his
ribs they pressed even more as if they were trying to encompass the whole
of his slender waist causing him to give out a small gasp before coming to
rest on each protruding hip bone. "Was that something Carl?" Asked the
doctor. "Uh, no sir, just a little too much pressure". "Sorry Carl" replied
the doctor "I have to be thorough with these checks. Just going to check
out your spine now". With that the doctor started at the top of the boys
spine, pressing and prodding either side of each vertebrae and then on each
one in turn until he was halfway down. Moving to the boys left side he said
he now had to work from the base upwards. Carl turned his head to speak
towards where he could see the doctor was standing to say ok when his eyes
again met the front of the doctors scrubs trousers and again the movement
there and followed it as the doctor walked around to be at his head. "Got
to lean down  your back now boy to do the bottom half, you ok with that?"
"Ummm...yes sir. Not knowing whether to put his head down or not he was now
face to face with the front of the doctors trousers. It was as the doctor
stretched down his back that the contents of the trousers were now pressed
into his face. He then felt the top of his underwear being tugged down and
gave an uncomfortable wiggle. "Just got to get to your tail bone Carl" said
the doctor sensing panic set into the boy. As the doctor worked very slowly
up the boys spine and his body became more upright the more his crotch
pushed towards the boys face. It was then that the boys muffled voice said
" I'm sorry sir but I am struggling to get air" and that was when  he felt
the boy place a hand on his groin and push the offending bulge away from
his face. "Sorry, only the middle two to do Carl, just hold on if you know
what I mean? Still pushing the offending bulge away from his face he could
definitely feel it getting heavier and larger and the doctor was in no
hurry to complete his task. To the boys relief the doctor stood upright and
moved away.
"Ok Carl you can straighten up now" At this point the doctor wondered how
the boy would react as a slight moment of panic came over him but, he
stayed calm. Here he was in his surgery with a fourteen year old, half
naked boy who had just (for want of better words) just groped his cock and
balls albeit to allow himself air.

He watched as the boy stood upright, flushed and a little off balance. To
his amazement the boy started apologising. "I'm sorry sir! I had to do that
as I couldn't get any air........please I.......  I didn't mean" Whoa.........whoa . Just
hang on there Carl " placing a reassuring hand on the boys shoulder. "It's
just one of those things, usually I expect you, patients I mean, to keep
their heads down. You weren't to realise. Anyway, it was certainly a new
experience for me". The boy gave a coy smile " and for me I guess sir, I
will know what to do next time". The doctor smiled and for some reason gave
the boy a wink while also observing that he was suddenly more relaxed.

Without showing relief to what could have been an awkward situation he
placed a hand on each of the boys bare shoulders. Looked the boy straight
in those blue eyes and said. " I think you and I need to have a short talk
before we continue, agreed?"  Looking somewhat agreeable and confused  the
boy smiled and agreed. "Ok sir, if you think that's best". "Good and yes I
do think so" said the doctor allowing himself to smile. Moving the boy
towards his desk, he dropped into his chair. "This may take a while Carl,
you want to grab a chair. "No sir, I am ok standing".

Standing now shirtless, shorts down on his hips, half his underwear on
display to man he had never met before albeit his doctor he stood ready to
listen. However there was no getting away from the annoying bulge in the
front of his shorts that he now tried to conceal with his hands.

The doctor began. "look Carl, I am a doctor, a professional man who has to
treat each and every patient with confidentiality, do you know what that
means?"  " I guess" said the boy "like, what is said or done in here is
just between you and me , I mean your patient". "That is absolutely
correct, even a young person like yourself unless I as your doctor feel
that a parent should be involved" The boy looked pleased with himself. " as
in the case that your mother has written to me then I am obliged to reply
to her and maybe supply her with a little information and guidance or even
assistance with any treatment you may require but and that is a big but! I
would not divulge anything that you did not want me to and of course, I
expect the same of my patients and above all my staff, ok?" "Ok sir, I see
what you mean".

The doctor went on. "Now Carl, your mother explained in her letter that
your dad does not have much input in your life so I am going to deal with
anything concerning you direct to your mother and with that understanding.
What happened just now when you had to touch me how you did, those things
happen. I love being a paediatrician, I like children, I most of all (why
was I about to say this) like boys. Carl never flinched, Look, this
afternoon I have seen five other boys your age for head to toe medicals,
they come in here un bathed, unkempt, full of attitude however, I do my
work by the letter, I even make sure they keep their heads up when they
have to". A smile came across Carls face as did the doctor. "I am glad to
see them walk out of my door, then knowing I have one more patient to see,
another teen at the end of a long day then well?........Then in you walk,
smart, clean, bright and dare I say, a good looking specimen of teenage
boy". The boy blushed "if I am making you feel uncomfortable Carl just say"
. "No......no sir, I understand, it's the way my mum has brought me up". "Now
let's get down to some man to boy talk. I was once your age, so lets begin
by getting some terminology out of the way. Boys and men have the same
things, they have arses, they have cocks or dicks and balls and nipples and
we wank that's how we guys refer to them. Mothers refer to them as boy
bits, bottoms, penisis, willies, testicles and titties and breasts oh and
masturbation as do many other people. So to cut it short we are guys so
lets talk on the same wavelength. Now", leaning forward he brushed the boys
hands away from hiding his bulge. He gently rubbed the front of the boys
shorts bringing a gasp from him and causing him to draw in his already flat
belly. "You my boy seem to be having a problem in the cock and ball
department, am I correct?" the boy stammered slightly "Come on Carl get it,
out tell me" the doctor spoke gently to encourage him. "Yes sir, my.........my
cock is always getting hard and sometimes I can't control it, it leaks all
the time. I don't even have to wank I just ejacu.......cum maybe four or five
times a day even in bed. It happens everywhere so often that nothing comes
out and I just orgasm and I have to pretend I have got cramp. I just can't
make it stop". The boy was tearing up. The doctor wanted to hug him but
despite what he had told the boy he maintained a professional stance, at
least for the time being.

"Ok Carl, now that we have got that sorted out, lets get on with things".
He noticed the boy was more relaxed but did react when he rose from his
chair and placed a hand on his bare back. He guided him towards the couch.
Carl watched the doctor as he pulled the couch away from the wall, turning
it lengthways with the head of the couch about two feet from the wall. The
doctor then deftly pulled a length of paper towel roll from the foot of the
couch. He laid it along the full length trapping the loose end under the
pillows. He cranked a small handle until he was happy with its height.

"Ok Carl, jump up and lay on your back please". The doctor paid special
attention to the boys buttocks as he raised his leg to climb onto the
couch, drawing the material of his shorts tight over them.  "That's great
Carl, get comfortable,  If you place your hands up behind your neck you
will find it more comfortable then if you tense up you can absorb the
tension by pulling your hands into your neck. After some wriggling around
the boy was in the doctors desired position. The boy's slender body was now
stretched just a little, pulling his already narrow waist in even more. The
doctor just loved the sight of the boys chest and firm, flat stomach with
its muscles becoming more pronounced and his ribs just pushing out of his
tanned skin. He looked along the length of the boys stretched out, half
naked form. The sight of a boys underwear poking out of the waistband
always did something for him, kind of erotic, something to be discovered,
always the last vestige of covering. The fronts of his legs covered in a
light dusting of fair hairs all the way down to the tops of his short white
socks.

Carl jolted slightly when the stethoscope first touched his bare skin.
"Ooops! Sorry Carl, I should have warned you" "That's ok sir, just
surprised me". The instrument must have covered almost every inch of the
boys bare flesh. "You ok up their Carl?" the doctor asked as he moved to
the foot of the couch. "Yes sir, I am fine." "Ok Carl, won't be many more
minutes. Just legs and feet to do". With that he worked his hands up the
front of each leg, squeezing along their length then pushing each leg of
the boys shorts up to get to the fronts of his thighs where he lingered as
he gently squeezed and caressed each one while watching the boy wriggle
slightly. Then he ever so slowly removed the socks and took each foot at a
time. He raised each foot and pressed his thumbs into the bottom of each
one while drawing his fingers over the bridge and pressing with his thumbs.
He warned the boy before he carried out the next procedure. Ten times he
pleasured in hearing him say "Ouch" as he pulled each toe until it clicked.

As the doctor moved to the head of the table he ran the palm of his hand up
the boys bare stomach and chest. His flesh was warm and sweating just
enough to moisten his skin.

The doctor positioned himself beside his chest. Placing his hands on the
boys pronounced collar bones he pressed and stroked firmly along the length
of each one with his finger tips. Moving slowly and deliberately he leant
forward, pushing with the same pressure all the way down the beautiful
naked chest. The doctor delighted again in the boys discomfort when his
fingers ran over his ribcage, up and down three times just for good
measure. He noticed the boy was indeed forcing his neck back into his
clasped hands. Both hands then firmly grasped either side of the slender
waist. When they applied pressure it was almost as if the doctor was trying
to get his thumbs to meet at the boys cute belly button. Again more gasps
could be heard. The hands maintained their pressure as each one travelled
up each side, thumbs pressed again on the sides of the ribcage causing the
boy to tense again. The hands continued their journey slowly up to each
jutting elbow but not before resting momentarily in the two soft wispy
bushes of under arm hair.

"That's great Carl all seems fine with your bone structure. Just got to re
arrange you a little." He had the boy lower his arms and removed one of the
plump pillows. "I want you to position yourself  head back with the pillow
under your neck and head tilted back" before the boy laid down the doctor
indicated a spot on the wall where he should focus. Dr Marco then took
either side of the boys head a gently eased it into position. Now Carls
head was tilted back, observing the point on the wall where the doctor had
indicated. Now in position it was a natural reaction for the mouth to be
open causing the throat to draw tight with just a slight protrusion of the
Adams apple.
As he felt around the boys neck the doctors focus was on the boys bare
upper torso laying before him. He then took a small spatula "Open your
mouth real wide for me Carl" Carl complied, he put his tongue right out
when instructed to, his small gags and gasping sounds gave the doctor great
pleasure. The tongue was quite long, pointed and very, very moist. The
spatula probed around bringing more delightful sounds as it explored. That
completed the doctors hands moved to the two projecting collar bones where
he pressed and prodded them again before moving them onto the stretched,
slender neck. His finger tips firstly pressed into the soft flesh at either
side then with one hand he cupped the boys stretched throat as if to
strangle it. The hands moved down over the boys developing pec's. This
action caused the front of the doctors thin scrubs trousers to press gently
into the boys face. "Tell me if you feel any pain Carl" Overcome with the
sight of the boys bare flesh. Slender waist and flat stomach but, mainly
the bulge pressing at the front of those shorts. The doctor tweaked each
tender boy nipple a little too firmly. A loud, but muffled  "oooooh!"
emitted from the boy. "Ooops! Sorry Carl but was that me or have you got
some pain there?" "I'm not sure sir" again the voice was muffled. "Ok then,
let me just check around". When his fingers again probed around the
areola's and this time gently pinching the nipples he noticed the boys arms
and hands tense and his stomach move in and out accompanied with soft
moans. "Good, all seems fine there". When he moved away from the boys face
he almost dragged his concealed cock and balls over the sweet turned back
face.

Moving to the side of the table he instructed the boy to sit up, He removed
one of the plump pillows. "Right Carl, lay on your front. The boy twisted
himself over and lay his head on the pillow. "Good, now place your hands
under your chin with your face looking straight ahead"  The boy manoeuvred
himself into position. His face level with the edge of the table with chin
on hands. When the doctor moved to the head of the table Carl found himself
face to face with the doctors crotch. "That's ideal now Carl, lets have a
look at your back, you ready?" "Yes sir" he replied with the front of the
doctors scrubs brushing his nose. Beginning with the nape of the boys
slender neck he gently pressed and then caressed the fine hairs knowing
that it would have some reaction. It did when he heard soft sighs coming
from the boy. Gently the hands moved to the shoulders then on to the two
protruding shoulder blades which he checked thoroughly. The hands glided
gently over the boys skin causing more, now muffled moans. The doctors
fingers met at the first vertebrae. "Just need to check your spine again
Carl" They moved very slowly down each one, pressing and gliding as they
worked nearer to the base. Leaning further down the doctor could feel the
boys nose pressing into him. He took the boy by surprise when he pushed his
underwear and shorts clear of the cute tailbone, enough to reveal the
entrance to the valley below. Both pairs of finger tips pressed and parted
the small slit holding it open to let the thumbs go to work on the
tailbone. Thumbs on the tailbone, fingers resting on the boys shorts at the
top of the boy mounds the doctor pressed firmly. "Oooooooh" the boy uttered
through his obstructed mouth. "You alright Carl?" said the doctor releasing
the pressure. "Yes sir just that... well....it's a bit uncomfortable laying
with my....my cock pressing into the couch." "Alright, just bear with me for
a moment." Both his hands then vanished inside the waistband of the boys
shorts and underwear. They moved gently to grasp each slender, naked hip
firmly before jiggling them to check their placement and also more
discomfort to the boys cock just below.

Was it his imagination? Or had he felt moisture on the crotch of his
scrubs? Not content to finish up and confirm his suspicions he lingered and
made further examination of the boys back. He felt it but could not see the
boys moist tongue flicking playfully at the bulge pressed firmly in his
face.

Moving to the side of the table he instructed the boy to sit up. He took
the second plump pillow and arranged it so the boy was now sat more upright
with his head fully supported and able to look down and along his own body.
He was able to see the slight wet spot on the front of the doctors
trousers, behind which he also detected the slight wobble of the bulge. He
then focused on the doctors hand as it was placed on his flat stomach.
"Nice belly button" the doctor said, poking a finger tip into it, then
rubbing the palm from side to side. "They made a very neat job of tying
that off" When the doctor placed both palms flat and pressed on his stomach
Carl let out a gasp "Pain?" "Eh not really sir!" "Good! Ok I am going to
press in a little here. This is very important so, if you feel any pain let
me know." The boy gasped when he saw the doctors hands vanish, down and
inside his underwear. He kept control when the fingers pressed deep either
side of his lower belly. "Anything?" asked the doctor "No sir, nothing"
"Good! Ok then, now we need to have a look at this bad boy." He said it as
he placed his hand directly on the boys obvious bulge. "Urrgh!...Aaaah!"
The boy uttered as he drew breath through his teeth. "My... you are A Very
Sensitive Boy!" The doctor declared.



To be continued soon.......



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