Date: Wed, 7 Aug 2002 18:28:48 -0700
From: someone someday <s_someday@hotmail.com>
Subject: Delayed Puberty Boy--Ch 7

DELAYED PUBERTY BOY--CHAPTER 7
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Dr. Carl's reminiscence of his younger days with Tommy dissipated as he
returned to the needs of the present, that being the completion of his
patient visits and his search for an answer as to how Fred could be made to
guarantee his silence as they engaged in "therapeutic" sexual relations.
"I'll beat off to other memories of Tommy later" Dr. Carl thought "but now
I have to get to work."

He conducted office visits until the lunch hour, then seated at his desk he
began to rack his brain for a solution to "the Fred question".  What could
he make the kid do so he could insure silence?  Clearly, Fred's burning
desire to reach puberty had reached delusional proportions and there would
be no problem getting him into a sexual relationship, but what would happen
when the delusion passed?  Dr. Carl could not count on mere embarrassment
to shut him up because Carl's freedom was at stake here.  He needed
something more.

Then, as if a light was gradually growing brighter within him, Dr. Carl
broke into a beaming smile and said aloud "I've got it!!"  He then went to
the phone and called Fred's home.  When Fred's mother answered, Dr. Carl
said he was calling to check on how Fred was feeling and then asked if he
could speak with him directly to be sure things were OK.  When his mother
handed him the phone, Fred was hesitant that Dr. Carl would tell him that
the jig was up and he'd have to tell all about the physical and sexual
assault he had endured the night before.

"Hi Fred" Dr. Carl began "is everything going OK."  "Yes Dr. Carl" Fred
replied "I'm feeling fine."  "Good Fred, now listen to be as I speak to you
and just say 'OK' every now and then so your mother thinks were talking
about your shoulder."  "OK" Fred replied dutifully.  "Here's the deal...I
think I've come up with something that would make me comfortable in giving
you the treatments we discussed and keeping quiet about what really
happened to you."  "OK."  "But Fred you absolutely need to get to my office
by 3:30 this afternoon and you need to bring your brother Tim with you."
"Whaa..I mean OK" Fred replied in a questioning tone. "Don't say anything
Fred, just hand the phone back to your Mom and call me right back when your
mother is out of the room so we can talk this through."  "OK" said as he
passed the phone to his mother who then heard Dr. Carl say that he thought
Fred was doing fine and that he should even take a long walk this afternoon
to get some exercise so that he'd sleep well that night. After stating her
agreement Fred's Mom hung up the phone then went down to the laundry room
to do the wash.

Fred quickly called Dr. Carl back to find out what was going on. "Fred"
Dr. Carl began to explain "you said your brother told you he felt like he
owed you big for the beating you took in his place, and here's his chance
to make good on it. I told your Mom and she agreed that you should take a
long walk this afternoon so you'll sleep tonight.  You make sure Tim comes
with you and tell him all about the dilemma you're in with me maybe having
to call the cops and the child abuse inquiries and all, but don't tell him
anything about the special treatments for you. Then, when you walk by my
office, say that you want him to come with you to talk to me about
things...I'll take it from there."

"I don't know about this Dr. Carl...it doesn't make any sense to me."  "It
will Fred, but it's up to you, if you don't show up this afternoon I'll
know what your decision was and I'll do what I have to."  "No!" Fred
whispered loudly into the phone "I'll be there and I'll try to get Tim to
come too."  "No Tim, no deal Fred...we're running out of time" Dr. Carl
said firmly as he hung up the phone.

Fred's mind was whirling as he tried to make sense of the Dr.'s demand.
"What does he want with Tim and how is that going to guarantee my not
telling?" Fred wondered " He can't hold Tim hostage or something, so what
is he thinking of?  I guess I'll find out in a few hours and if Tim can
help me out of this mess, then good seeing as he kind of got me into it."
While Fred wanted to be protective of Tim, he also felt very cornered by
his situation and if Tim was not going to be in physical danger, then it
was worth exploring the options.

When Tim got home from school at 3:00 he went straight to Fred's room to
see what had happened at the doctor's office.  Fred explained how his fake
fall had torn apart some of the whip marks on his butt and how Dr. Carl had
found out while examining his shoulder. He also told Tim that he had told
Dr. Carl everything about the attack but that the law required Dr. Carl to
tell the cops and others, so everyone would know what happened and that
their parents might even be suspected of having done it. Fred said he
couldn't go through the humiliation of people knowing what had happened to
him on top of the shit he constantly took for being hairless.  Then Fred
told Tim that some of the things he told Dr. Carl about last night, he
hadn't shared with Tim.  "Like what Fred?" Tim asked "what haven't you told
me?"  "Listen Tim I'm supposed to go for a long walk now so I'll conk out
tonight at bed time, so why don't you come with me and we'll talk."  "Sure
Fred" Tim replied and the two boys told their mother of their plans and
left not being expected to return before dinner.

As Fred led them off in the direction of Dr. Carl's office he noted that
they would have to walk briskly if they were going to make it there by
3:30.  "Where's the fire?" Tim asked.  "I told you, I'm supposed to tire
myself out, so keep up while we talk about last night."  "OK, OK, so what
didn't you tell me?"  Fred then explained that on top of taking a pants
down whipping from the two guys they had hit with the snow ball, Fred had
been buggered and forced to give a blow job.  "Holy shit Fred, that would
have been me if you hadn't come back" Tim said soflty, his voice beginning
to crack as his eyes teared up.

"Tim, this has got to stay secret but Dr. Carl said he could go to jail if
it ever got out that he didn't tell.  He want's to help me out but he said
he needs to know that no one would ever give him up.  Will you go talk to
him with me?"  "Sure" Tim said resolutely "I want to do whatever I can to
help."  They walked the last two miles swiftly but in relative silence.
When they arrived at Dr. Carl's office, as promised, all the staff was gone
and only Dr. Carl was sitting in the waiting room when they entered.

"Hi boys" Dr. Carl said greeting them "Tim has Fred told you about our
dilemma?"  "Yes doctor" Tim replied "please don't tell what happened."  "I
don't want to Tim, but I need to know you boys won't ever tell either.
I've been giving it some thought and I may have come up with a way.  Fred
told me that you masturbated in front of each other last night and that you
were the one who brought him to climax."  Tim had never heard things put in
such clinical terms but he certainly understood what the doctor was saying
and it horrified him that Fred had told.

"God Fred...you told him about THAT too?" Tim cried. Fred nodded in guilt
as Dr. Carl continued.  "He had no choice Tim I needed to hear every detail
and it turns out that what you were doing to each other may be the
solution.  I mean if I go forward with the story, I'm going to have to tell
that part too."  "No Dr. Carl, you can't" Tim cried "I could never face my
parents again and what if everyone else found out?"  "Well Tim, now you
know what Fred has been going through so here's the deal. You guys do it
again only this time on video tape and if no one talks the tape never gets
seen, but if it gets out it will be everywhere even on the Internet!"

The two boys stared at each other in shock at what they had just
heard. Unable to immediately come to grips with what had been proposed they
both began to sob. "Boys, boys don't cry,don't you see the logic in it?  I
won't tell and you won't be able to so everyone wins.  But if you can't do
it then I understand and I will reluctantly have no choice but to report
the entire episode.  "Fred" Tim sniffled "what do you think?"  "Shit, I
don't know.  I feel so trapped but this could make it all go away.  Besides
there's something else Tim.  It seems that I'm not getting any pubes on my
own after all and the one I got the other day was a fluke, so I need
treatments which I can't get for a long time.  But I could get them now if
we do this because we wouldn't be able to tell about that either."

"I don't know Fred, will you hate me if I say no?"  "Of course not Tim, I'm
more worried about how we'd feel about each other if you said yes."  "Do
you feel any different about me because I jerked you off?" Tim asked.
"Hell no Tim, it felt great but.." "Then let's do it Fred, God knows I feel
like I still owe you big."  "Is it settled then boys?" Dr.Carl asked.
"Yes" the boys replied and they then followed the doctor into his private
office where they found that the curtains were drawn, a while sheet was
spread on the office floor and a tripod mounted video recorder stood in the
corner of the room with its red ready light blinking.

"Take off you clothes boys and lay down while I focus the camera" Dr. Carl
instructed.  They did as they were told sheepishly watching each other get
naked. When they removed their underwear both boys penises were decidedly
limp and all in the room, especially Fred, noticed that Tim was every bit
the equal of his 4 year older brother.  He also noted the bright red stripe
mrks on Fred's ass which renewed his commitment to repay his brother. Now
lay down next to each other and start going...just reach across and grab
your brother's penis and start rubbing...nature will take over from there."
Following orders they took each other's dick in hand and felt themselves
begin to rise.  Soon they had reached their full lengths, again Tim's 10
year old circumcised 4 inch boner being almost identical to that of Fred's.

As they pumped each others dicks Dr. Carl twitched in discomfort as the
hard on in his pants struggled to find a comfortable position.  It appeared
to him that the two beautiful boys giving him a floor show were going to
finish too soon so he told them to stop for a moment as he paused the tape.
"Here" Dr. Carl said as he reached into his desk drawer and removed a
handful of items "use these on each other."  Dr. Carl then deposited two
identical boy dick sized dildos and a jar of anal lube between Fred and
Tim.  "Why would we do that" Fred asked knowing their intent while Tim did
not immediately grasp the situation.  "Because this tape has to contain
scenes of you doing things no one should ever know about.  Besides Fred it
will be a part of your 'special therapy' so you might as well get started."

"Before you begin though, I'd like to inspect Tim a little more closely.  I
noticed that his pubic development is in all respects normal from what I
can see, but things are not always as they appear."  He knelt down next to
the younger boy pulled out his pocket pen light and shown it down on the
top area of Tim's penis, moving his erection from side to side as he
went. "Tim, when do you turn 11?" Dr. Carl inquired.  "In about 2 months
why?" Tim replied.  "Well Tim you've got, what we used to call when I was a
kid, your ' whities' starting to come in.  Come see too Fred" Dr. Carl
instructed as Fred leaned over to look at the illuminated area of Tim's
genitals.

They both saw the white swirls of soft hair matted to the top of Tim's
penis base.  "Now, let's look at you Fred...you see, aside from that lone
dark hair on the side, you are virtually hairless in your pubic region."
"Tell me what I don't know Doc" Fred said in a mixture of anger at his
pathetic state of under development and jealousy and his brothers good
fortune.  "OK, I will.  What you are doing now, if you follow my
directions, and what I'll have you doing later will catapult you into
puberty Fred, and it will also speed up your process too Tim. So take those
penis models (he couldn't think of a clinical name for a dildo) lube them
up and gently insert them in your own rectum while you continue to
masturbate each other."

While Tim moved much more slowly. Fred lubricated the fake dick, which
looked much like his own and Tim's, and began to slowly prod his anus while
he diligently stroked Tim's rod with his other hand.  At first he felt pain
in the area that was invaded only last night but since this was a much
smaller intruder, he soon maneuvered it inside himself and took delight at
the feeling.  While Tim continued to stroke Fred's still hardening dick,
Tim had not started the insertion process himself, instead concentrating on
Fred's efforts.  When Fred got it all the way in, Tim noticed how he seemed
to almost pause the withdrawal stroke so the little head of the tool would
sort of pop out of Fred before sliding back in.

Dr. Carl had of course resumed his filming and he zoomed in on Fred as he
approached orgasm. Tim noticed it too as he quickened his pace and Fred
began to make circular motions with the dildo as we thrust it in and out,
now without the head ever leaving him.  The veins in his forehead began to
bulge and he drew his feet tightly towards his ass as the first wave of
pleasure hit him like a sledge hammer.  Tim felt the surge in the girth of
the penis he was gasping as Fred raised his head and shoulders from the
sheet, let out a guttural yell and then spasmed four times before slumping
back and withdrawing the anal stimulator. While his orgasm was as dry as
dust, its power left Fred speechless.

The event of his orgasm had caused Fred to release his hold on his brother
but Tim, as he watched in morbid fascination at the force of Fred's
release, wasted no time in taking matters into his own hands (or hand as it
were) and continued to stroke himself closer and closer to his own state of
bliss.  After Fred had calmed, he rolled over towards Tim and resumed his
delicate stroking of his little brother.  "Tim" Dr. Carl commanded "roll
over on your stomach and rub yourself against the sheet sticking your butt
high in the air when you're pulling back.  Fred, lube his 'toy' up really
good and then get inside him when he pulls back."

They did as requested, but Fred kept either missing Tim's anus or not
pushing enough to gain entry.  The stimulation that Tim was feeling was
great and humping the floor felt fantastic. On his next exposure Tim felt
the devise pop inside him with a mixture of pleasure and pain.  As he
pulled off and then reared back he found the mark again and again.  "OK Tim
now you take the toy and work it inside you while Fred uses his mouth to
finish you off."  "Cool" thought Tim "my first blow job."  And Fred
descended on his little brother without hesitation in the hopes that a
therapeutic hair was waiting to develop within him in exchange for his
efforts.

The feeling of Fred's hot mouth set Tim off almost immediately, as Tim
fully explored the recesses of his anus with the miniature dick.  "HOOOO
OOHHH UGGHHHH AAAHH"

Tim yelled as a feeling of seismic force welled up inside
him. "EEEEEEHHHHHHAHHH" Tim wailed as he firmly pulled the dildo out then
slammed it home again. The feeling was overpowering and Tim bucked hard
into Fred's wet mouth as the pleasure spasms overtook him.  Fred could feel
his brothers penis swell and surge in his mouth and, for a second he
thought he felt something and maybe even tasted something.  When Tim
collapsed back to earth and Fred released him, Dr. Carl noticed Fred pawing
at his tongue.

"Interesting" Dr. Carl said as he approached Tim "let me see you for a
second."  And as Dr. Carl gently prodded the opening of Tim's rapidly
deflating penis he fondled a sticky clear substance that seemed to have an
elastic stretch between his fingers.  "It's definitely a pre-seminal
discharge young man" he said to Tim "and that's as good as gold to you
Fred."  Tim had no idea what the doctor was talking about or why his
brother was nodding in agreement.  BUT...he was certainly about to find
out.