Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2015 12:31:37 +0100
From: ing_ j <ing_j@hotmail.de>
Subject: Curious Teen Series: Ahmedical Exam, chapter 6

Curious teen series, Chapter 6.

--- Ahmedical exam ---

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Josh, high school freshman - 15 y.o.

Paul, pre-service biology teacher - 21 y.o.

Ahmed, friend & fellow swimmer of Paul - 23 y.o.

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In the previous chapter, Josh decided to open up a bit more to his biology
student teacher.  When he was thanking Paul for the great time at the pool
he made possible for the boy, Josh mentioned in passing that he was going
to the school gym again. When Paul arrived there later, he discovered the
twink beating off in the shower and moaning loudly. The youth joined his
student in the shower stall next to him and made it clear, that he had
nothing against the boy enjoying his young body. Paul suggested Josh to
come for a private medical exam with his Arab friend Ahmed, a sports
medicine student, and the boy eagerly agreed without any hesitation.

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On Friday evening Josh's phone rang. It was the much-anticipated call from
Paul.

"Hi Josh," he sounded cheerful. "How's it going? You didn't change your
mind about coming for an examination, did you? That's very nice to hear!
OK, then be prepared at twelve o'clock tomorrow, I'll pick you up and bring
to my place. Please, shower thoroughly and take just your jockstrap
along. I have everything else needed for the procedure. Great! See you
tomorrow, buddy!"

'Procedure? What kind of procedure was it going to be?', Josh wondered. But
he forgot about it right away, because the thought of him being just in his
jockstrap in front of those two hot young men took over his
imagination. His hand slid automatically inside his pants, he let his pants
slip down to his knees and began rubbing his hardening cock, as he got more
and more absorbed in his thoughts.

When Paul brought Josh to his place the next day, Ahmed was already
there. It was a chilly and rainy fall day, and Paul had his heating
on. Ahmed was wearing nicely cut jeans and a tight colored T-shirt,
underlining his well-developed torso and upper arms. The guy just couldn't
hide the bulge in his pants - it was nearly impossible. He smiled a welcome
at the boy. Jeez, he could've only dreamt of such a doctor! They greeted
each other.

Josh studied the place. It was a tidy one-room flat with a small
kitchen. Because the two walls had windows casting bright natural light on
the room through opened blinds, it seemed more spacious than it really
was. There was a nice small couch bed near one window, and a high shelve in
front of the wall, filled with books. Josh's look stopped, however, at a
table he had never seen before. From the face cradle on its one end he
could tell it was a massage table, at its other end there were stirrups;
the table had wheels and a few different pedals, presumably for the
position regulation of the table.

"Nice equipment, isn't it?" Ahmed asked, following Josh's look. "It's
portable; I brought it especially for you. But you'll have to wait before
you can hop on that table. OK, take you shoes on and come on here."

Josh approached the Arab hunk.

"Paul instructed you already about the examination. I will perform it,
while Paul is going to assist me and take notes of your responses. Do you
feel comfortable? Are you ready?"

The boy only nodded.

"Good, please undress now above the waste."

Both young men watched the teen take off his shirt. Now he was standing
bare-chested in front of them, his sagging denim unveiling the top of his
briefs. Ahmed put on a stethoscope.

"I'm going to listen to your lungs and heart now. It might be cold at the
beginning."

Josh couldn't help but wince as the steel flat chest pieces touched his
bare skin. He got goose bumps for a moment, then it felt nice. Ahmed was
feeling with it around his chest and would occasionally touch his hardening
teenage nipples. Then he took the stethoscope off and kept on probing
around with his strong, warm fingers now.

"Wow, dude, in case I haven't said it before to you, you have an
astonishing body here. Great job! Absolutely nice abs," his fingers
slightly pressed against every inch of his tummy.

"Please constrict your abdominal muscles for me."

"Yes, Sir," he said unexpectedly for himself.

"You don't have to call me 'sir'," Ahmed smiled. "Unless you like it this
way." He shortly peered at Paul and tried to suppress a grin. "That's
it. Relax."

Ahmed's fingers moved up and stopped at the teen's small brown nipples.

"Tell me if you feel any pain," he said and tugged at them.

Josh let out a moan.

"What? Does it hurt?"

"Nope, absolutely not!"

"Paul, oversensitive nipples," he dictated.

"Is there something wrong with them?" Josh looked concerned.

"Don't worry, buddy. It's all right; we'll have a better look at them
later."

He pulled both nipples between his fingers making the teen moan once
again. Then he slid his hands down to his waistband, with his fingers a
little bit inside his briefs.

"Please, Josh, let me know as soon as you get uncomfortable or feel any
pain."

The boy nodded.

"OK, everything's fine so far. Now, let me take your pants off," he said to
Josh's biggest surprise.

He wanted to contradict, to say that he was able to do it himself, but it
was too late. The Arab guy slid one hand inside his jeans, contacting his
swollen, but still flaccid cock. He undid the button, very skillfully and
fast, and unzipped the jeans. He pulled them down and grabbed one of the
boy's asscheeks, to help Josh step out of them, and pushed Josh
automatically towards him, so that the nice boy bulge was now in front of
his face. He started feeling Josh's strong legs with his both hands,
squeezing and rubbing them. Then he moved up to the teen's thighs, fondling
and massaging them, occasionally slipping his fingers inside the leg
openings and touching Josh's smooth round balls. Ahmed dropped some
compliments on the teen's physique every now and then, and finally grasped
the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down, too. Again, he put his
firm hand on the meanwhile absolutely bare, smooth boy buttocks, touching
his balls from behind, as he helped the boy to get rid of his clothes. Now
he had only his socks on, with his semi-hard cock happy to breathe some
fresh air.

Josh wasn't thinking about anything in particular at this moment. He tried
not to concentrate on Ahmed's touches, since he didn't want to get hard in
front of him, it would be such an embarrassing situation, he thought. It
was really hard for him, as Ahmed tried to get him involved into a
conversation. The hardest part began for Josh when his hunk doctor took his
cock in his hand and studied it thoroughly.

"A very nice penis, Josh. Nice size for your age." He pulled back his
foreskin. "Happy to see that you keep it clean down here," he exclaimed
with a smile.

He pulled it back and forth a few more times letting it grow slightly
bigger before proceeding to his balls. He took one at a time, squeezed it
and felt for any kind of abnormalities, as he put it, asked the boy to turn
his head and cough.

"Everything seems to be in perfect order here, too. Nice size! I can see
you keep it nicely trimmed, that's very good. This way you will have fewer
chances of getting skin irritation or inflammation caused by constant
sweating during your physical activities. Paul," he addressed his friend,
"tape measure please."

He measured Josh's legs, calves, and waist and passed the results on to
Paul. When he was ready with the boy's thighs, it was turn of his by now
heavy, but still not completely hard, cock. He wrapped the tape around its
shaft.

"Please, Josh, in order to get most precise measurements, I need your penis
to be at its full length. For that, I will need to stimulate you and get
you erect."

Josh couldn't believe what he just heard. That guy was about to jerk him
and get him hard, he didn't ask him to do it himself. His heart was
racing. He felt the warm and soft, but firm hand envelope his shaft, and
already after the first few strokes, he was hard. Ahmed grabbed for the
tape measure.

"6.4 inches," he said. Exactly as long as he had measured himself
before. "I guess it's only an interim result. You are capable of more than
you think, little buddy."

With that, he started playing his thumb around the very top of his head,
underneath the piss slit. The sensation was driving the boy mad, his precum
oozed in torrents. Ahmed's other hand was now caressing smooth boy balls,
swelling the shaft even more. Josh was panting and groaning absent-mindedly
under Ahmed's professional control. As he felt ready to let it go, the
doctor abruptly stopped playing with his cock. Tape measure came into view
again.

"6.7 inches," he proclaimed. "Very nice result!"

Josh exhaled disappointedly, but it appeared that Ahmed didn't intend to
continue. He just gazed at the teen's cock in front of him.

"Josh, this is quite a size for a boy your age. I hope you give it proper
care and attention. Now take a little break, cool down, so that we can move
on. You brought your jockstrap with you, didn't you?"

The boy nodded.

"Alright then, put them on and wait a minute. I have to change my own
clothes."

Josh bent over towards his backpack and took out the jockstrap. As he was
slowly putting it on, trying to adjust his still hard and leaking cock
inside it, he watched Ahmed take of his denim and put on white thin shorts
instead. Then the guy looked at Josh and, after some hesitation, said:

"You wouldn't mind me taking off my shirt? Don't have another one, and
since I will spend the next hour or so instructing you, I would hate to get
it sweaty. It's pretty warm here inside."

"It's OK with me, Ahmed. It's really warm here, but considering the weather
outside it's better this way."

"Right, boy," his young doctor said taking off his shirt and revealing his
hot, toned body; the big bulge was now poking out in his shorts, being as
visible to the naked eye as never before.

"What we're going to do next, Josh, is to test your stamina. A soon-to-be
athlete like yourself has to be sure that he is always in a good
condition. This is highly important for water sports as much as any other
physical performance. You have to be in control of your breathing and
always understand the functioning of different muscle groups, so that you
have better chances to enhance your abilities in an absolutely conscious
way. Ensuring that you are able to meet this challenge is going to be our
goal and intention for today. Are you clear with that?"

Josh nodded.

"Josh, I need a proper response, so that I can be sure that you know what
you're doing."

"Yes, sir!" Again, he said that word, how awkward. "Yes, it's perfectly
clear and I'm fine with it. We can start whenever you'd like to." Josh
looked up in Ahmed's deep brown eyes.

"That's it, buddy. I'm sure you'll carry it off easily! Let's get started
then. Please bring the exercise mat from the table, and come over here."

When Josh was spreading out the mat on the floor in his jockstrap only,
Paul couldn't help but gaze at the show beginning in front of his face. He
tried to rearrange unnoticeably the erection in his pants, as he heard
Ahmed continue:

"OK, we're going to do some nice stretching first, Josh, and try to
consider the muscle groups you need most during your trainings. Please come
to the wall with me. We're going to start with your calves."

Josh did as he was told. He stood facing the wall a couple of feet away
from it, leant against it placing his weight on the forearms and had to
keep his heels on the ground. Ahmed sat down in front of the boy, his face
being now on the same level with Josh's exposed buttocks. He told the boy
to spread his legs a bit further apart and, looking at Paul, stuck out his
tongue pretending to lick the teenage bum hole, without touching it. Josh
had no clue what was going on behind him. Paul could hardly keep from
chuckling.

"Josh, move now a bit further from the wall trying to stay on your
heels. Thaaaat's it, good!"

He looked at the boy's strong calves as they tensed up. "Great! You can
straighten up."

The boy and his instructor moved towards the middle of the room, next to
where Paul was sitting holding a notepad in his hands.

"OK, Josh, now please bend at the waist keeping your legs straight and let
your upper body hang down in front of you. Good. Now touch your toes with
your fingers and try to keep your legs straight still. You're doing great!"

"This is very good for your hamstrings," Paul added. "Can you feel it?"

The teen mumbled something unrecognizable. His buttocks were now revealed
to both Ahmed and Paul. Because he was bent over, they were slightly spread
apart allowing a better view of his hairless boy hole.

"Don't bend your knees," Ahmed stepped closer to the boy, put his one hand
on Josh's knees, while the other on his bare bottom, and straightened his
knees, making the boy let out a groan.

"How do you feel? Can you still deal with it?"

"Um-um," the boy squeezed out.

"Very good, buddy. Than I'm going to hold your knees with my both arms
now."

With that, Ahmed sat down again behind the bent teen and enwrapped his
knees with both arms. As this action caused Josh's bottom to point more
outwards, Ahmed put his cheek against it to bring the boy's whole bodyline
into straight position. Ahmed inhaled deeply the smell of the clean boy and
could clearly recognize the musky scent of his untouched hole being only an
inch away from his nose. He peered at Paul again, closed his eyes and
puckered his lips. Paul would give everything to swap places with his Arab
friend. The guy released Josh saying:

"OK, a little break, buddy. Let blood flow down from your
head. Everything's fine so far, you're doing just great!" He winked at the
boy, who couldn't fail to notice now even more enlarged bulge in the guy's
shorts.

After a couple of minutes passed, Josh said that he was ready to continue.

"Now, we are going to stretch your groin. Please lie down on your back on
the mat with your knees bent and the heels and the soles of the feet
pressed together. Fine. I'm gonna hold your knees, and you try to squeeze
them together. Yeah, like this."

Ahmed tried to hold boy's legs fast and prevent any movement from
occurring. As they were spread apart now, he could clearly see the snake of
the boy's meat inside his jockstrap, and there was a slightly wet spot
right where the cock head was resting. The boy was very exposed to his
self-proclaimed doctor now, although he couldn't think much about that. All
his concentration was focused on his knees now, as he tried to squeeze them
together. But he could feel that he had no chances against Ahmed's firm and
strong hands.

"All right, Josh, relax your muscles and tell me if it'll hurt you," he
said as he started gently pushing Josh's knees towards the floor.

He kept on doing this and could stretch the boy's smooth legs pretty far
apart, as he felt the tension in the legs easing more and more. When Josh
suddenly grunted loudly, Ahmed relaxed control. Josh's legs felt somewhat
numb - he couldn't move them for a moment. But it felt good, just like
after a good workout, with the difference that his workout has just begun.

"OK Josh, now we're going to do an exercise similar to the last one. Stay
in the lying position and extend your legs straight above your head. Let me
help you. Ex-x-x-xactly! Turn your thighs and feet outwards, yeah!"

Ahmed grabbed on the inside of the boy's legs and slowly dropped them off
to the side. Now, he had a complete view of the round teenage balls inside
the jockstrap, and a much better view of his hairless bum crack than
before. He raised the legs and waited few seconds before spreading them
again. He positioned himself closer to Josh, so that his big bulge was
poking against the teenager's exposed boy hole.

"Yeaaaah boy, you're doing very well." He said in a husky voice, which to
Josh sounded different now.

Ahmed repeated the change once again, pressing harder against Josh's
stretched ass, rubbing his bulge against it. He could feel the inviting
warmth of it.

"Oh yeah," he whispered, "that's a very nice exercise for the groin, isn't
it, Josh?"

The boy only moaned: he thought that his young instructor accidentally
pressed against one of his most sensitive spots and was now probing around
it. He enjoyed the sensation very much, as much as it was possible with his
legs beginning to hurt, and he was very reluctant to let Ahmed know about
it.

"Right, buddy. Now we'll give your legs some rest. Please sit up
upright. Place your hands behind your head and push your elbows back as far
as you can. V-v-very good. I'll hold your elbows."

Ahmed stepped behind the boy, now they both were facing Paul, who meanwhile
had an aching boner in his pants watching the hot scene.

"Now we'll repeat the same thing as in the second last exercise, but with
your elbows, which means that you'll try to push them forward, and I'll
keep doing my best to prevent them from moving. Yeah, exactly like this!"

Ahmed was standing behind Josh, his hands on each of the boy's elbows, his
crotch on the same level with the boy's nape, where the hands of the
teenager were resting. Ahmed stepped closer, allowing the bulge in his
crotch come in contact with Josh's crossed fingers. Suddenly, Ahmed felt
Josh's fingers slightly move back and forth, rubbing now against the cock
in his thin shorts and making it harden. He decided, however, to proceed to
their next exercise before his member got completely rigid.

"OK, buddy, we're going to work some more on your glutes next. Please lie
flat on your back, put your arms on the floor above your head. Bend your
knees and place your feet around shoulder width. Absolutely right! Now,
lift your hips off the floor, keep your back straight please. Yes, like
this is OK. Lean onto your arms and lift your whole body up. Very nice!
Now, please try to get your hands as near to your heels as possible."

Ahmed watched the boy struggle with his body and lose his balance. He
stepped closer, wrapping his hands around the teenager's waist. Josh was
curved to his maximum, putting his nice abs and his crotch on display, with
his body forming almost a prefect "o" in front of Ahmed. The boy's cute
navel was right under his nose; the top of his teenage pubes was sticking
out of his by now sweaty jockstrap. Ahmed inhaled the scent of the boy's
crotch, he was breathing warmly directly at the young jock's bulge, what
made it grow a bit and slightly twitch inside. Again, he looked shortly at
Paul and gave him a knowing smile, returning to the unbelievable sight in
front of his eyes.

When the exercise was over, Josh asked to use the toilet. Paul explained
him how he could find it, and Ahmed said:

"Don't take too long; long breaks are not good in the middle of the
workout."

When Josh came back after a couple of minutes, he could clearly see that
Ahmed's cock was freely waving now inside his shorts. Did he take off his
briefs? Why would he do so? Was it too warm, were his balls sweating too
much?

"You feeling all right, buddy? Ready to continue? Then come with me to that
couch please."

Josh followed his instructor, and they stopped between window and the
bed-couch.

"I'll show you what you have to do," the Arab guy said as he reclined
against the low back of the couch. "Please get on your knees and hold my
legs."

Josh positioned himself on his knees between the hunk's strong slightly
spread legs and couldn't help but recall their nice steam room session.

"You are going to do usual sit-ups, but a bit slower, with your hands
behind your head, without going all the way down. Your abdominal muscles
will get more stimulation that way.  Like this."

Ahmed leant back and returned into the sitting position, his cock poking
out through the transparent thin fabric of his white shorts right in front
of Josh's face. He moved closer towards the Arab guy's crotch and could see
the outline of the giant snake inside, which was rubbing against his upper
inner thigh and increasing in size due to the sensation.

"Got it?" Ahmed stopped and looked at the mesmerized teen. "Let's switch."

He stood up, letting his hardened cock move down from his thigh and poke
out even more towards the kneeling twink with raw lust in his eyes. His
teenage cock was now also much harder than before. He repeated the exercise
after Ahmed several times, allowing him to study his jockstrap bulge.

With each further exercise, Josh came more and more exposed to his mentor's
semi-hard cock, and, the other way around, Ahmed used every opportunity to
come into contact with the teen's bulge. Josh had to do some bodyweight
squats, confronting the Arab guy's crotch every time he crouched
down. Then, he had to perform sit-ups again, this time lying on the
exercise mat, with Ahmed sitting on top of him as a weight. At that point,
he was deliberately pushing around on the twink's meanwhile hard, hot
rod. The boy looked squarely into the guy's brown eyes, and every time he
sat up, he was face to face with him, almost touching his lips with
Ahmed's. After that, Josh had to jump rope and, as if his hot instructor
were unsatisfied with the performance, he demonstrated to the boy various
techniques. While he did this, his heavy cock hopped inside his shorts, and
since they were not really tied up, they slid down a bit further with each
jump, exposing the guy's trimmed pubes.

The very last exercise made Josh almost shoot his load. There was a pull-up
bar mounted inside Paul's kitchen doorway, which Josh didn't notice
before. A few pull-ups made his erection go down pretty soon, but that was
not the case for Ahmed, who got even harder watching the twink's bare
smooth, round ass bounce up and down in front of him. He couldn't help but
lick his lips, and decided to give special pleasure to both the boy and
himself preparing the last exercise. Josh had to perform hanging sit-ups
(which should involve muscle groups that are not much stimulated during the
usual sit-ups, as Ahmed explained to Josh), and since the boy had a hard
time trying to climb up the bar, which was set a bit too high for him,
Ahmed eagerly came to his help. He took the boy into his strong hands and
turned him upside down - very cautiously, though without much effort. Josh
was astonished about how simply the Arab guy has done it, as if he were a
doll, not a 15 years old boy. Although, in the next moment he was surprised
even more, discovering Ahmed's crotch at his eye level. The cut thick cock
inside his thin shorts was throbbing and bobbing from side to side, pointed
downwards, and he could clearly see its big head. Ahmed pretended as if he
would look for a better position for Josh's legs on the bar, making the
teen wave slightly back and forth. His nose was now poking into the exposed
pubes, which were radiating the familiar male scent that Josh loved so
much. A second later, his nose reached the waistband of Ahmed's shorts and,
as the guy moved the teen downwards, trying to adjust him on the bar, his
nose made the shorts slide down even more and was now rubbing against the
base of Ahmed's cock. His lips were touching the guy's hard abs. When Josh
felt his knee pits contact the bar, he gripped it, and his body again slid
further downwards. Ahmed made sure that the boy's lips were now touching
the head of his cock. Josh couldn't control himself any longer, the smell
of man crotch and the constant contact with it him lose it. He stuck out
his tongue and touched the cock head with it, tried to lick it through the
shorts fabric, which was very thin and made the boy feel the warmth of the
adult cock. He opened his mouth and attempted to close his lips around the
head of it, but it was a hard task in this position.

"Hey, buddy," Ahmed said in a deep voice, which made clear how sexed-up he
was now. "Are you well fixated up there? What do you say, can I let you
go?"

"Ehm," the boy mumbled into Ahmed's abs, "I don't think so, try do adjust
my knees better please."

He didn't want the sensation to end, and Ahmed could clearly see it,
because in front of his own face there was the teenager's hard cock, almost
poking out of his jockstrap. Ahmed literally pushed his crotch into the
boy's face, and then acted as if he had to tiptoe, so that his shorts slid
even more down, being adhered by Josh's nose, and unveiled more of the rest
of his shaft to Josh. He again tried to suck the guy's cock head into his
mouth, and this time, he almost managed it, leaving a wet spot of his warm
saliva on the white fabric. Josh couldn't see that Paul was not longer
holding his notepad in the hands, but his camcorder, filming the hot action
between his student and his best friend. With his other hand, he was
rubbing the leaking hard-on in his jeans.

After finally performing a number of hanging sit-ups, Josh felt absolutely
exhausted. At this moment, Ahmed wanted to listen to the young jock's heart
again, in order to compare the results with those taken before the
exercises. He decided to give the twink a break and didn't touch his
nipples this time. Paul wrote down everything his friend said to him, and
as soon as they were done and Ahmed put the stethoscope aside, Paul spoke
to his student:

"Well Josh, you did just great! Both of us are very happy with your
performance today!" Both young men smiled at the boy, and Ahmed re-arranged
his cock inside his shorts. "I think you deserve now a relaxing
massage. What do you say, buddy? I'm a qualified massage therapist among
other things," he pointed at the framed certificate on the wall. "So
indulge yourself and give your tensed up body a treat!"

"Thank you, Paul, that is very nice of you!"

"Good boy! Then please take off your jockstrap and socks, and lay down on
your stomach.  Oh, I can see it's pretty sweaty," Paul said looking at the
front of Josh's jockstrap covered in his precum. "I'll go wash my hands and
be right back!"

'How embarrassing,' Josh thought kicking off his jock, soaked in his body's
juice, and lay down on the cool table, burying his face in the round face
cradle. He heard Paul's steps approach him from behind. A second later, he
felt a warm stream of ...oil - presumably - slowly flow down across his
back. It had a soothing effect on his tired body. Soon after, the sensation
was replaced by the feeling of Paul's warm tender, but firm hands, as his
strong fingers and palms were rubbing the oil in his skin. What he, again,
couldn't see right now was that Paul was standing there wearing his briefs
only, with the outstanding bulge inside them, and that Ahmed was filming
the action with Paul's cam.

Paul's hands were working their way up towards the boy's shoulders,
exploring every single millimeter of his teenage body with the utmost care
and precision, but also with a warm self- confidence. He was leaning over
above Josh's body from behind and, as he reached with his hands the
shoulders, his bulge was poking around the boy's bare foot. Continuing the
massage with one hand, he opened the waistband of his briefs and let his
hard member pop up. As he leaned over again, working on the teen's upper
body, his cock was freely rubbing against the bottom of Josh's foot. The
boy thought it was either his teacher's thigh or leg, or anything else, but
as his soles were naturally more insensitive as the rest of his body, he
couldn't feel that it was his favorite teacher's throbbing cock. However,
Paul's cock, on the contrary, was highly sensitive and, with its head
sliding up and down the boy's foot, he felt was at the very edge of his
orgasm. Josh felt one of his teacher's hands disappear again, he heard some
smacking sounds, and after a few seconds, the next streams of oil followed,
landing on his bare ass cheeks. The streams were a bit warmer than the
previous ones, though, and they hit his body with more pressure. He felt
Paul take his other hand from his body and wondered if the massage was over
already.

Paul cleaned his spent, but still semi-hard cock with a tissue and shoved
it back inside his briefs. What a nice sight was in front of him! A round
crisp, smooth boy ass covered with his fresh hot cum. He gave his friend
Ahmed a sign to take a close-up with the cam.

"How's that until now?" Paul asked the boy.

"Great, it's just incredible!" Josh hummed with his head still facing the
floor and his eyes closed.

Paul smiled, and Josh was relieved, when he felt the warm strong hands back
on his body.  This time they were kneading his ass, spreading the warm oil
that Paul has just applied. Paul couldn't believe how naive the boy
was. But it was better this way, for sure, because the boy's naivity was
absolutely hot. He massaged his own cum into the bare ass cheeks, then
spread the boy's legs with his hands and was now rubbing his balls and
sliding his thumbs over the virgin hole. Josh began moaning softly.

Paul peered at Ahmed and realized that his friend was eagerly stroking his
rod with one hand, still filming everything with the other. Ahmed winked at
Paul and stepped closer to the end of the table. Paul stood aside, allowing
his Arab pal to come closer to the boy. Ahmed was now standing between the
teen's spread legs, jerking off and licking his lips admiring the boy hole
before him. Fortunately, Paul managed to take off his hands just in time,
as Ahmed shot his Arab spunk at Josh's ass, aiming the teenage tight
hole. Globe after globe landed on the boy's ass cheeks, inner thigh and his
crack, the fresh cum was dripping onto his full balls.

'Wooow nice,' Josh thought. 'Isn't it too much oil just for my buttocks?'

But it felt warm, and soon Paul's hands came back to work again. He was
spreading the lotion more around his ass, daring to penetrate his most
sensitive boy spot, proceeding then down to his hips and legs. After the
nice massaging of his hard calves was finished, Josh heard his teacher ask
him to turn around. He didn't expect that and was hesitating maybe too
long, because he could hear more insistence in Paul's voice now:

"Josh, I can guess the massage felt nice to your body. So you don't have to
be ashamed if you possibly got an erection. It's natural and a very good
sign, from which I can tell that you're a very healthy teenager and your
body is functioning in a coordinated and healthy way. Now please turn
around."

Josh did as he was told, unveiling his hard throbbing cock to his young
mentors. At the same time, he was surprised to see his teacher in his
underwear.

"Oh, I hoped you wouldn't mind, buddy. It's pretty hot inside here, and I
didn't want my clothes to get smeared in the massage lotion."

Paul took the bottle - 'ah, that's where it all comes from,' Josh thought -
and applied some of its content on the boy's chest. With his hands, he
spread it across his upper body, pausing a bit longer on Josh's hard
nipples than anywhere else. This caused the boy to moan loudly again.  "I
can see, Josh, that you have very sensitive nipples. It's natural for them
to be so delicate, but yours seem to be really hypersensitive." He stated,
rubbing them tightly between his fingers and watching the young cock
desperately pulsating and letting streams of precum on the athletic abs.

"Is that... aghhh... bad, Paul? Ohhhh..." The boy asked, dying to touch his
wild, uncontrollable boner.

"There's nothing too bad about it, buddy," his fingertips pressing harder
against the boy's nipples. "But I'll take a closer look at them some other
time, if that is okay with you."

Josh could only groan. Finally, Paul continued his massage by moving his
hands downwards.

"Oh little buddy, there's definitely no need in more lotion down here!" He
spread out the teen's precum all over his abdomen. "May I take some more?"

Before Josh could understand, what Paul really meant, his teacher took his
hard boy cock in his one hand and with the other, he wiped a drop of precum
from its head and massaged it into his tummy.

"That's a nice natural lubrication, buddy!"

After Paul was finished with the massage - however, he let the teen cock
untouched, since he wanted to tease it more, - he asked Josh to slide down
the table, spread his legs wider apart and insert his feet into stirrups.

"What I'm going to do now, Josh," Paul explained, "is to check one of the
most important parts of your developing teenage body. I know, we didn't
have covered human anatomy yet in biology class, and won't come to it until
the spring, but maybe you've heard what a prostate gland is?"

Josh shook his head.

"Oh, then today is the day when you learn about it. Because it's about time
for a boy your age, especially considering that you're an athlete." Paul
smiled at the boy softly. "The prostate is a gland located just in front of
your rectum, thus very easy to reach; it's usually slightly larger than a
walnut. Its main functions are the releasing of urine from the bladder, the
producing of a special secretion being the fluid part of your semen, and,
finally, the very expelling of the semen during ejaculation."

"During what?"

"Ejaculation, Josh, is the scientific term for the act of cumming, blowing
your load," he smiled at the boy. "But it has also many more functions that
for some reason don't command really high attention among scientists. But
these functions are going to be extremely important for you!"

Paul looked at the boy, who was listening to him slack-jawed. "Your
prostate, Josh, is very rich in nerve endings and, being a part of your
nerve system, it helps you control how you use your muscles. Especially for
swimming in your case. Some researchers think that a happy, sensitive
prostate keeps your whole body happy and in harmony, with you being in
absolute control of it!" *** [read for more:
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Josh wasn't sure he got it all right, but he completely relied on his
teacher. After all, he thought biology, thus he definitely knew what he was
talking about.

"Today, I'd like to stimulate it for the first time, since I am almost 100%
sure that none of your doctors have ever done it. Am I right, Josh?"

The boy nodded silently.

"Ok, then slide down a bit more to the table end, please".

Paul spread the stirrups with the boy's feet in it wider apart, and
crouched down between his legs.  Suddenly, Josh felt exposed as never
before in his life. However, there was nothing really uncomfortable about
this position. He felt his teacher's warm breath on his boy hole. Then he
felt his finger with a cool lube on it gliding and poking around it.

"Please relax, buddy. I know it's your first time, but you will feel
uncomfortable only the first few minutes. In fact, you're going to enjoy it
pretty soon. So please, open up for me."

Josh did his best. Soon after, he sensed Paul's large index finger slowly
slide inside his hole.  Josh's cock sprang up in the air for a second. He
saw his teacher's satisfied smile, as he took the finger out and applied
more lube on it. This time it went inside without much resistance from the
teen's sphincter. It went deeper and deeper inside, as Josh's cock grew
even bigger - to his big surprise! All of a sudden, he felt the finger hit
something special inside him. A warm wave of pleasure spread across his
lower body. He let out a moan.

"Can you feel it, little buddy?"

But Josh was unable to speak. Fuck, his teacher was thousand times right!
He would lay there on the table the whole day long and enjoy the nice, warm
sensation coming from his... what was the name of this thing again?

Then the finger was drawn out - it came upon Josh as unexpectedly as its
insertion. Suddenly, the boy felt very empty for a moment. But already in
the next moment, there were two fingers sliding inside his until now
untouched boy hole. Josh was moaning like crazy, with streams of precum
oozing out of his hard cock. Ahmed, who had to pull the camcorder to the
side when Josh turned around, took the tape measure in his hand and
approached the boy's leaking cock.

"What did I say, dude," he said to the boy, "you are able to more! Look,
it's 6.9 inches long and..." he wrapped the tape around the shaft, "5.2 in
girth, very nice!"

Josh could hardly think the Arab guy, too taken by the sensation of two
thick man fingers sliding in and out his crack, rubbing occasionally on his
boy gland. His moans were getting louder and louder.

"Please, Josh, if you feel like you're going to ejaculate, let me know. But
try to hold it back as long as possible. This is very important for the
stimulation!" Paul said.

Ahmed came closer to Paul and winked at him. Paul withdrew his fingers, and
soon they were replaced by two Ahmed's fingers, larger and thicker. He
probed inside, rubbing the boy's prostate with his fingertips. Then he took
them out and put into his mouth, savoring the taste of the young virgin
boy. He wanted more. Kneeling down between Josh's spread legs, he stuck out
his tongue and slid it inside the boy hole with one push. Josh cried
out. The feeling of something smaller, and in the same time warmer and
wetter than fingers inside him, working masterfully its way inwards, drove
him mad. It lasted only a few more seconds, when he managed to squeeze out
through his groans, that he was cumming. Ahmed was now intensely tongue
fucking the tight tasty boy hole with utter lust, as he felt the teenage
sphincter throb and close around his tongue. He stood up and watched the
boy lying covered in a sea of his own sweat and spurt, spread around his
shaking body. His eyes were closed, his breathing heavy and loud, his cock
slowly getting smaller, his asslips were still twitching, remembering the
nice treat they were just given a minute ago.

The two friends exchanged glances, realizing that they both were getting
hard again. And that meant for Josh that his exam wasn't nearly over yet.

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