Date: Wed, 15 Jun 2005 10:35:24 -0400
From: d l <dl2827@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dr. Mtchell's Exam Part 3

This is a fictional story involving youth/youth and/or adult/youth sexual
relationships. If this type of material offends you, or if you are not of
legal age, please do not read any further. This material is intended for
mature adult audiences.  Names, characters, locations and incidents are
either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any
resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.

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Dr.
Mitchell's Exam Part Three

After my last visit to the doctor's office, I
became less shy about calling the doctor for a visit. It wasn't more than
three days till I called him to see if he could come out and take a look at
my leg. He said straight away that he'd come just as soon as he could. When
he came out, he took a look at my leg and as soon as he'd looked it over and
cleaned me up again, he was askin' me if I'd been masturbating and if my
prostate still felt sensitive. Well you can guess I told him it was. He took
a good long time feelin' my prostate with his fingers before he asked me to
bend over the bed in the attic so he could use his "other" instrument and
give me the one of the injections that I began to crave. Aint no other
feelin' like the feelin' I got when the doc would slide his thick cock
straight up my tight ass. I knew it was probably queer to like it, but I
just didn't think of it that way. I never got used to how it would make my
breath catch as he shoved his big meat into me. He was always real gentle,
and always askin' me if I was alright and if I was ok with the exam. Hell,
yeah I was ok with it!

After, he'd stick around with me an' talk for a
while. It was really like havin' a friend. He was always so nice to me,
askin' me about myself, 'bout things I liked to do an' what I thought I
might like to do when I was growed up. He gave me a feelin' like I could do
whatever I wanted if I set myself to it. I came to look forward to his
visits almost as much for the conversation and the companionship as I did
for his examinations.

After he'd been comin' by pretty regular, one time
the exam changed a bit. I'd called the doc in the mornin' after my pop left.
I told Dr. Mitchell that I was feelin' a bit under the weather an' if he
could come out to see me. He said yes, that he'd be free after noon. I spent
the mornin' barreling through my chores so's I could spend some time with
the doc without worryin' about gettin' them done.

When I heard his truck
pullin' up I ran out of the barn to his truck.

"Hey Dr. Mitchell."

"Hey
there, Nick. How ya doin'?"

"Alright, I guess. Feelin' a bit under the
weather."

"Well, we'll have to take a look and see what's the problem. Your
Pa comin' back soon?"

"Nah, he won't be back till the evening."

"I hate to
think of you out here all by yourself, Nick." The doctor put one of his
strong arms around my shoulder as we walked towards the house. He always
made me feel so good when I was with him, like he'd really take care of me
and that I'd be ok.

We stopped in the kitchen an' I got us both a glass of
water. He was just wearin' his chinos an' a tight white v-neck shirt. He was
so handsome standin' there in the kitchen an' I wanted so much to be like
him. He had an easy way about him that I admired. I loved the way the hair
on his chest peeked out of the top of his shirt and his strong arms bulged
against the tight material. His broad shoulders tapered down to a narrow
waist. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't help starin' at his crotch,
lookin' to see if I could see the outline of his thick cock. His eyes were
big and warm and he had a mouth that looked like it was made for kissin'. I
couldn't believe the things I thought sometimes about Dr. Mitchell.

After
talkin' for a while he asked if I wanted to go ahead and get started with
the exam. I said sure and we walked up to the attic. Once up there I went
ahead and took off my t-shirt and jeans, so's I was just in my boxers, which
were already beginning to tent.

"I see there hasn't been any change in
becoming excited easily," said the doctor with a smirk.

"Guess not, doc," I
replied blushing.

"Well, let's have a look at your leg, and then we'll see
why you're not feelin' up to snuff."

I sat down on the edge of the bed and
the doctor looked at my leg. His hands moved up my thigh and up my shorts as
he examined my scar. His hands grazed my heavy nuts and my dick gave a
throb. His hands had such an effect on me that every time he touched me with
his big, strong hands, I'd tremble with excitement. He was always sure to
brush his hands against my nuts as he massaged the inside of my thigh while
he checked out the progress of my leg.

"The leg looks good. Pretty soon you
won't even be able to see that scar. Now lets have a look at the rest of
you."

The doctor stood up and felt around my throat and under my armpits,
all the while complimenting me on my physique. While he was standin' in
front of me I couldn't help notice that his dick was makin' quite an
impression on his chinos.

He went through the exam, takin' my blood
pressure, listenin' to my heart and my breathin'. All the while I had my
eyes trained on what looked like Dr. Mitchell's lengthening hard-on.


"Well, Nick, everything looks good on the outside. You're probably just a
bit worn down, maybe you've got a bit of a cold. I don't seem to have my
thermometer, so I don't think I'll be able to take your temperature."

I
didn't miss a beat. My mouth watered with the idea of it.

"Well, is there
any other way you can see if I've got a fever. I mean, what if I'm really
sick?"

"I guess your right, Nick, I do need to find out if you have a
fever. There is a way, but you have to promise to keep your eyes closed. If
I find you do have a fever, I may have to give you an injection orally. Do
you understand, Nick?"

"Yeah, doc, I understand. I promise to keep my eyes
closed."

"Good, Nick, you really are a good patient. Ok, now, why don't you
close your eyes and just stay there on the edge of the bed."

I shut my eyes
and trembled knowin' I was goin' to get the doc's fat cock in my mouth. I
couldn't wait to wrap my lips around his hot, thick member.

I heard the
doctor moving around. The sound of him undoin' his belt buckle and takin'
down his pants had me shakin' with desire. I heard him comin' closer and I
could feel the heat of him near me.

"Ok, Nick, open your mouth and stick
out your tongue and say 'ah'."

I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my
tongue. I said, "ah," and waited, drooling in anticipation.

"Good, Nick,
I'm going to place this on your tongue and let you get used to it's
size."

And then I felt it. He placed the fat head of his cock on the flat
of my tongue and I sighed at having it at last. He rubbed the leaking head
on my tongue, getting the underside of it wet. He rubbed it around on my
tongue and I could hear him sigh. My cock was stiff as a board and leakin'
like crazy. I grabbed the sheets on the bed and resisted the urge to grab my
cock.

"Is that ok, Nick?"

I nodded a little and tried to say uh-huh with
my tongue out.

"Ok, Nick, I'm going to put it in a little more, and you
close your mouth around it. Try not to scrape it with your teeth, it's very
sensitive."

He leaned in and put more of his cock in my mouth and I wrapped
my lips around its girth. I couldn't believe how big it was. I had to
stretch my jaws pretty wide to get it all, but I loved the feelin' of his
hot cock in my mouth. The doctor groaned a little as my hot mouth enclosed
his cock.

"Oh, good, Nick. Now just stay like that and I'm gonna slide it
in and out a bit."

He started movin' his hips, lettin' his fat cock slide
across my lips. He was testin' how far he could give it to me. I tried to
lick his cock as it slid over my tongue. I loved the way the fat ridge of
his cock slid over my lips. I could taste his pre-cum leakin' out of his fat
meat an' I tried to savor the taste of his juice. I'd never had a blowjob,
so I just tried to do what I thought would feel good. By his moans, I
guessed I was doin' somethin' right.

"That's great, Nick. Sometimes it
takes a while to get a good reading on your temperature. You ok?"

I nodded
again and I felt him start to thrust a little faster. He'd slide his cock
out of my lips and I'd open my mouth wide and stick out my tongue for him.
Then he'd slide it back in and I'd wrap my lips around his huge dick. He
slowed a bit and thrust further than he had before until his dickhead was
ticklin' my tonsils. He paused before pushin' a little and I gagged. He
pulled back quickly."

"Sorry, Nick. I need to get this down your throat a
little more to get an accurate reading. Do you think you can try and get a
little more in?"

I nodded again with my eyes still closed. I leaned forward
and slipped the head back between my lips and made my way down his veiny
shaft. My lips felt every thick inch of his fat cock as I tried to take more
of him. When it got to the back of my throat I took a deep breath through my
nose and pushed against him shoving his thick cock down my throat.
Surprisingly, it slid fairly easily down my throat and I got more of him in
me. I slid back, taking a breath. I breathed in the masculine smell of him -
sweat and man and somethin' else. It was like a drug to me. It made me weak
and suddenly I wanted all of him down my throat. I really got off on havin'
his manliness in my throat - like it gave me a kind of power. All I wanted
was to please him.

I steeled myself and went back down on him. This time
when he hit my tonsils I just kept on goin', all the way down his impossible
length, till I felt his big hairy nuts against my chin. The doctor groaned
and put his hand on my bare shoulder and moved it gently up to the back of
my neck. I pulled back, took a breath and went back down again. As I
adjusted to the girth of him, I started movin' faster on his big cock. I
couldn't believe I was able to get all of it down my throat.

"Oh, that's
very good, Nick. You're such a good patient." The doctor was panting and his
voice trembled as I deep throated him.

I was amazed at how good his cock
felt in my mouth. I knew it was dirty, but I didn't care. His thick rod was
hard as steel, but still soft and rubbery against my lips. He was caressing
the back of my head as I sucked his big cock.

"Nick, you're doin' great. It
feels like you do have a bit of a fever. I think I'm gonna have to give you
an oral injection. Is that ok, Nick?"

I gave a muffled moan and nodded my
head.

"Good, Nick, I'm gonna give it to you real soon, and I want you to
swallow all of it."

He held my head in his hand and started thrustin' his
hips, forcin' his cock in and out of his mouth. I did my best to keep up,
but he was goin' pretty fast and hard now. His big hairy nuts were slappin'
against my chin an' I wished I could pull off his dick to give 'em a
lick.

"Mmmm, it's comin' soon, Nick. You ready?"

"Mmmmfmfm," I
moaned.

"Yeah, Nick, get ready for your injection."

He gripped my head
harder and I could feel his cock swell in my mouth. His body tensed up and I
knew he was cummin' soon.

"Oh, yeah, Nick, here it comes."

He pulled back
a bit, so just the head of his fat cock was in my mouth. I felt it throb and
jerk as the first hot, thick jet of his cum shot out into my waiting mouth.
I went to swallow it, but just then, the second shot came filling my mouth
with his potent seed. He stifled a load groan as he kept shootin' his hot
cum in my mouth. I was swallowin' as best I could with his thick meat
shootin' off in my hungry mouth. It was so hot havin' the sexy doctor cum in
my mouth. I couldn't believe how much he was cummin'. His fat meat kept
throbbin' and shootin' in my mouth as I tried to swallow it all as he told
me. Some of his stuff started to spill out of my mouth as I worked to keep
up with him. Finally, his orgasm seemed to slow down and he squeezed out the
last drops on my tongue.

"Wow, Nick, that was really good. Why don't you
keep your eyes closed while I get this cleaned up?"

"Ok, doc," I said,
licking the last drops of his hot stuff off my lips. I had neglected my own
throbbing dick, and now I became painfully aware of how I needed to get off.
My shorts were soaked with precum, and my cock bounced in my shorts.
I sat
there with my eyes closed, waitin' for Dr. Mitchell to tell me what to do
next. I listened to him rearranging himself and I hoped he would need to do
some examining of my prostate.

"Ok, Nick, you can open your eyes now. You
did really well on that part of the exam. Did you like your oral
injection?"

"Oh yeah, doc. I thought it was really good. I think I'm
feelin' better already." I looked up at my sexy doctor and I felt so lucky
to know him.

"Well, I want to check out your prostate to make sure your not
too swollen down there, ok?"

"Sure, doc, whatever you say."

"Ok, why don't
you take off your boxers and lay back on the bed and put your feet up on the
edge so I can get a good look at you."

I did as he said, so that my ass was
at the edge of the bed. He pulled the stool up to the edge of the bed and I
could hear him reachin' in his bag for the cream. Soon, I felt his thick
fingers rubbing the cream around my asshole and I quivered in anticipation.
Soon he had one of his thick digits up my ass and my cock throbbed. He made
short work of getting' a couple more up there and really started to work me
over.

"How does that feel, Nick? You feeling sensitive?"

"Oh yeah, doc, it
feels real sensitive."

"Mm, I can see that. Do you feel like you need to
ejaculate soon?"

"Yeah, doc, it aint gonna be long."

"Alright then, why
don't I help you out?"

With that he reached up with his free hand and
started jackin' my thick, leaky cock. With his fingers up my chute, I knew I
wouldn't be able to hold out too long. He knew just where to touch me to get
me goin'.

"Oh, doc, it's comin' soon."

"Good, Nick, just relax and let it
come."

He kept workin' my prostate with his fingers, while his hand was
jackin' my thobbin' cock.

"Oh, yeah, I'm gonna cum."

My body froze up and
my ass clamped down hard on his busy fingers. My cock jerked hard an' I
started shootin' all over myself.

"Good, Nick, keep going."

I kept goin'
whether he liked it or not. My body shook and I lost my breath as my dick
shot hard, jets of thick cum all over my chest and neck. The doc kept
pumpin' my meat an' I kept shootin'. My dick was spewin' like crazy, the hot
jets flyin' outta my dick slit. I was soaked by the time I started to come
down form my orgasm. As I started to cool down the doc slowly eased his
fingers outta my chute.

"Wow, that felt great, doc," I panted.

"Good,
Nick, I'm glad. You did really well. Your prostate seems really sensitive
still, but I think if we keep stimulating it you should be in good
shape."

Dr. Mitchell got up and grabbed a towel. Again, he came over to me
and gently wiped the cum off my stomach.

"Wow, Nick, you really do
ejaculate a lot. You have a very healthy libido."

"Thanks, I guess," I
said, blushing.

After he was done, he just sat there for a moment looking
down at me. The way he looked at me made my heart melt, and I wanted nothing
more than for him to hold me in his strong arms.

"You excited about
starting school, Nick?"

"Oh yeah, can't wait. I really hope I make it onto
the soccer team."

"Oh, I'm sure you will. You just work hard and play well,
and I'm sure you'll do just fine. If you ever need anything, help with
school or whatever, you just let me know. I know your Pa isn't always around
so much."

"Thanks, doctor. I may just take you up on that."

He gave me a
little punch in the arm.

"Come on, Nick, why don't you get dressed and I'll
take you out to get some lunch."

And so, we did...