Date: Thu, 06 Sep 2001 14:34:41 +0100
From: John Stevens <ashkey37@hotmail.com>
Subject: Further Fate

FURTHER FATE ...

by John Stevens


Story Code/s: M/b


WARNING:

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between a boy
and a man. If this is not to your tastes, or is illegal wherever
you live, please read no further, unless you wish to be educated
and/or have an open mind.

No animals were mistreated in the writing of this story, no
rain-forests devastated, nor any harm done to the biosphere. In
particular, no boy was hurt in any way.

This story is pure and total fiction - designed to be read with one
hand -
it's for entertainment purposes only!

Any resemblance to any individual, alive, dead or yet to be born,
is purely coincidental ... so there!

This story tells you nothing about me or my tastes:
except whether or not I can write an arousing story!
Like writers of murder stories, I do not necessarily approve
of any of the acts described here!

               "To the pure, all things are puer"

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Graham filled in his last patient's notes then pressed the button
for the sign in the waiting room to show that he was ready for his
next client. The last patient had depressed him - lung cancer and he'd
probably be dead within a few months. But then it was his own fault,
he had smoked excessively since his teen years - Graham could do
nothing about that, perhaps his next patient might be someone whom he
could really help.

So, he picked up the set of notes from his "in"-tray, discovering
that his next patient was a certain Harris, Peter. Much more
interestingly though, Graham discovered that Peter was in fact only 12
- great! He couldn't remember him at all though, Peter's last visit
being over five years ago.

The door opened and in walked Peter - Graham's heart almost stopped
for there, nervously looking round the door was a seriously-beautiful
boy! "Come on in then young man ... no need to be scared!" Graham
tried to sound encouraging, especially when he discovered that Peter
was on his own - no parent acting as chaperone.

"Good morning sir!" muttered the boy as he nervously approached
Graham's desk.

"Hi there ... all alone?" Peter nodded, "Well, sit down and tell me
what I can do for you. You don't look too seriously ill to me!" Graham
was trying hard not to show how interested he was in the boy! Somehow,
in his medical practice, he seldom met boys Peter's age (quick piece
of mental arithmetic from the boy's date of birth gave his age more
accurately as 12y 10m) and nowadays it was increasingly to meet them
anywhere else either! And this boy was one in whom he could be
seriously interested, perfectly shaped body (in as far as he could
judge), blue eyes, blond hair (well-cut), fantastic complexion - just
what Graham enjoyed in the way of boyish beauty.

"Well," the boy hesitated, and looked away, blushing slightly.

"Tell me ... I am a doctor you know ... tell me the problem." Graham
had a shrewd idea of what part of Peter's body was in need of his
attention!

"Well ... it's my," again he hesitated but then managed to whisper,
"my penis."

"And what's wrong with your penis?" Was the boy worried about how
big - or small - he was? Chance to at least see something interesting
Graham felt.

"Well," the boy finally screwed up his courage and could tell Graham
his problem. "it's the skin at the end," he swallowed but then looked
a lot happier up at his doctor, "I can't pull it back over the end ...
you know ... like the other boys at school."

Ahah, thought Graham, he's worried about a spot of phimosis - and he
seems to know that other boys can do what he can't: simple showing
off, or maybe, hopefully, some masturbation, a group-wank or some
mutual wanking?

"Well, yes, it's called your foreskin and usually it does retract by
your age ... you'd better show me," he tried to sound very
professional, "but you're on your own ... should I get the nurse in?"
However, Graham knew that the boy would certainly prefer to reveal all
to his eyes only, no other adult and especially not a woman: he'd not
even brought his mother along and Graham was certain that Peter hadn't
even asked her about visiting his doctor.

"Doesn't matter ... you _are_ a doctor!"

"So I am ... almost forgot!" Graham smiled, "Better get on the couch
then and pull your things down enough to let me see." He indicated the
couch to the boy, but then turned back to his desk, checking to see
that the "engaged" light outside the surgery door was on as he tried
hard not to look too much at this simply gorgeous boy! After a moment
or so, Graham stood up already having decided that this wasn't an
examination for which he should wear gloves! He turned and walked over
to the couch where Peter was already undoing his jeans.

His earlier shyness had disappeared and without any embarrassment,
Peter now pulled his jeans and underpants down far enough to reveal
his genitals.

_Professional ... must act professional_, were Graham's thoughts as
he looked down at the boy's equipment - nice! His trained eyes soon
took in the fact that Peter was just as he would have expected for a
boy his age and build: flaccid, his penis was about 6cm long, testes
that looked about right for the degree of puberty shown in Peter's
face as well as a nice patch of straggly pubic hairs that decorated
the base of his young dick - sorry, Graham thought, his penis -
concentrate on being a doctor!

Peter's foreskin didn't look over long though and without taking the
examination any further, Graham was certain that this wasn't going to
lead to the mutilation of this particular schoolboy penis by
circumcision. "Well then Peter ... you'd better show me." Still trying
to sound detached he added, "How far back does that foreskin of yours
go then?"

Peter took hold of his dick with thumb and middle finger and tugged
back on his foreskin, able Graham saw, to pull it back enough to
reveal a circle of purple. "It won't go back any further ... it hurts
if I try."

"Ok ... I'd better try it ... just tell me if it hurts." Graham sat
down and leaned over slightly. As Peter released his dick, Graham
carefully took hold of it and in an as detached as possible manner,
tugged back on the boy's foreskin. He managed to retract it slightly
more than Peter had, but his action was stopped by a slight wince from
the boy. Immediately he let go, but then - it happened. About to make
a suitable comment, Graham saw the boy's penis go fully erect! It did
so quite rapidly, going from that flaccid state to a full erection so
quickly that Graham was more than surprised - he'd never seen a boy
erect with such speed!

Both were embarrassed, Graham perhaps more so than the boy who
actually grinned at him as he pulled his pants up to try to cover his
aroused state. "Sorry about that ... it always goes hard when I touch
it ... an' when anyone else touches me there!"

By then, Graham was as hard as Peter, praying hard that the boy
wouldn't notice his own arousal. Not only had Peter's cock got harder,
it had grown considerably in doing so - Graham wished that he could
have continued holding it, gently moving that tight foreskin to & fro
until the boy came. But, delightful as that dream would have been, he
had to remember he was the boy's doctor and deal with him accordingly.

"Don't worry ... that's very natural with boys your age. Do your
jeans up then." He moved back to his desk and indicated that Peter
should sit back there with him. "Well then young man ... as far as I
can see, at the moment there's nothing really to worry about. You say
you've seen other boys at school with their foreskins retracted?"

Peter nodded, "Yes sir ... and there's one boy who hasn't got any
skin there ... will I have to have it cut off like him?"

"You mean be circumcised?" Peter nodded, "Probably not ... that
wouldn't be the best thing for you ... after all the skin covers the
most sensitive part of your body ... the part that really gives you
pleasure when you masturbate."

"What ... sorry sir ... do you mean ... ?"

Graham understood, few boys really knew the technical term for what
they did - quite frequently! "Yes ... when you _wank_ ... you do wank
I suppose?"

Slightly embarrassed, Peter nodded.

"That's all right ... all boys your age do it." He smiled, "And
that's what you need to do young Peter."

"What? Wank off?" He sounded more than a little surprised.

"Well ... what I mean is ... whenever you feel like doing that, just
try and pull your skin back a little further ... don't hurt yourself
but just see how far you can pull that skin back." He smiled once
more, "And do it in the bath or whenever you have a pee ... just pull
the skin back as much as it will go."

"Ok ... will that make it ... better?"

"There's nothing to _get better_ Peter ... quite often boys your age
have the same problem. Just because your friends at school don't have
it, doesn't mean anything." Graham was dying to ask just how Peter
knew all about his friends' dicks, but felt he'd gone far enough,
especially now that he'd seen Peter's dick fully erect!

"Now then ... you do what I've told you ... and come back and see me
in a couple of months time," he picked up the boy's notes, "looks like
you'll be thirteen soon ... that makes it easy to remember ... why
don't you make an appointment sometime after your birthday?"

"Ok then doc," Peter smiled at his little over familiarity, "an'
until then ... when ever I have a wank or a piss I must pull the skin
back as far as I can?"

"Without hurting yourself," Graham returned the smile, "you don't
want to damage that part of your body do you?"

"No way!" Peter was certain of that. "See you in a couple of months
then!"

The interview was over and Graham ushered the boy from his
consulting room. Sitting back at his desk, he finally allowed himself
a moment or two fondling his own dick, trying hard to remember the
sight of Peter's cock, erect and ready to be wanked! It was a dream,
but Graham enjoyed dreaming of boy's like Peter.

Before he summoned in the next patient, he went to the bookcase and
pulled out a box-file with various photocopied medical articles. Deep
in the pile, was the article he sought:- "Further fate of the
Foreskin" by J.Oster _Arch.Dis.Child_ 1968. An old text but a valid
one! A study of 200 boys - wow - he'd have loved to take part in such
a study - or better still the article he had at home regarding boy-
sperm!

Quickly, he scanned the document and the more recent article he had
attached to it from the _British Medical Journal_ (Jan-1993) - yes, it
was quite normal for a 12 year-old to have a non-retractile prepuce,
only if he reached 15 or 16 would it be considered cause for surgical
intervention.

Back to more mundane matters - Graham sat at his desk and pressed
the bell for his next patient.
= = = = = = =

Over the next couple of months, Peter was very much in Graham's
mind, especially when he once spotted the boy in the town centre -
with his mother. He recognised her and was able to nod to them in
passing, not daring to stop and talk for fear he might give something
away about Peter's visit to his surgery.

Of course, etched on his mind was the date of the boy's birthday and
as that day approached, he began to look carefully thought the piles
of patients' notes on his desk at the start of each surgery.

Finally, one Saturday, he found Peter's notes at the bottom of the
pile for the morning's surgery. Last patient of the session - Graham
could spend as long as he wanted with the recently 13 year-old boy.
Enough dream material there to make him slip a hand into his trousers
to adjust a sudden rather uncomfortable situation there!

Trying hard to concentrate on their problems, Graham managed to get
through the list, only running a quarter of an hour late by the time
for Peter's appointment. So finally, after completing his scrawled
notes for the previous patient, Graham pressed the bell-push, eagerly
looking forward to his final patient of the morning.

After a moment or two, the door opened and in walked Peter, now much
more confident than on his earlier visit. He was dressed in jeans and
a hooded sweatshirt - presumably underpants as well; all three items
Graham wanted to remove along with his trainers and socks! However,
that dream had to be put aside and for the moment he simply said,
"Come on in then young man ... take a seat and tell me about it!" He
had the boy's notes in his hand so that Peter wouldn't realise that
his little _problem_ had been on Graham's mind for some time now!

Peter sat down and smiled at his doctor, "It's almost better!" he
announced.

"Nothing to get better," Graham told him, "just a little problem to
sort out."

"Well," Peter grinned, "I did what you said doc ... when ever I have
a pee, or a wank," he blushed slightly, "sorry ... what was the proper
word?"

"Don't worry ... wanking is what you do so use that word."

"Ok ... an' ... well, me skin goes nearly all the way back now ...
do you want to see?"

He sounded innocent, but Graham shivered in delight at the chance
once more to inspect Peter's penis and perhaps even handle it. "Ok ...
get up on the couch then and pull your things down." As previously, he
looked down to the boy's notes, not wanting to be discovered staring
at the boy as he lowered his jeans & underpants.

Peter had perched himself on the edge of the couch, with his jeans
round his knees, his pants down sufficiently to expose his genitals.
Graham stood in front of him and as neutrally as possible suggested,
"Better show me then how far your foreskin now goes back." It was his
impression that Peter's dick was perhaps a little bigger than when he
had last seen it and he certainly had a little more in the way of
pubic hair, although perhaps not as much as most 13 year-olds had in
his experience. And, in as far as he could see them, Peter's balls
looked a lot bigger as well - if it hadn't been the case two months
ago, Graham was certain that when he enjoyed a wank, his orgasm would
be suitably messy.

Peter nodded and reached for his dick. Carefully, with thumb &
middle-finger he tugged on his foreskin and as Graham watched
bemusedly, that thin layer of skin slid back to expose most of the
boy's purple glans. He wanted to squat down in front of him and take
him into his mouth, but for the moment at least, he managed to keep
his professional demeanour.

With his foreskin back almost completely, Peter looked up, "It goes
almost all the way, but not completely ... it still hurts a bit if I
try."

"Ok ... perhaps I can do something about that." Graham knew that
he'd easily complete the delicate task of getting Peter's foreskin
over his sensitive glans - saliva would be the best lubricant, but he
had to use something else. Reaching round to his desk he picked up the
tube of KY. Graham explained, "With some of this, I should be able to
do the trick for you."

"What's that?" Peter demanded.

"It's a lubricating jelly ... we use it a lot in various ways."
Graham didn't want to go into details. Instead he squeezed some out
onto his finger tips and showed the boy, "With this I can try to
retract your foreskin the rest of the way ... shouldn't be any problem
now, as you've done most of the work, but if it hurts, just tell me."
He hesitated, but with due attention to proper protocols added, "Do
you want the Nurse to come in?"

"No way ... just do it doc!" Peter grinned rather wickedly: Graham
felt some sort of complicity - good!

Moving closer, he took hold of the boy's penis - gently. But at that
slight touch, Peter's dick stood up - very rapidly and to a very hard
state indeed. Graham released him and looked up but instead of an
embarrassed look from Peter, the boy merely grinned at him, an even
more wicked grin than previously!

"Shall I carry on?"

"Yeah ... it always goes hard when someone touches it?" He
sniggered, "I don't mind!"

"Ok!" Graham resumed his task and now, already as hard as Peter, he
tugged back the boy's foreskin as far as it would go before starting
to smear the lubricant round Peter's glans. Looking up, he asked, "An'
do other boys touch it much then Peter?"

"Sometimes!" The boy smirked at him, amused by the situation but
also more than a little surprised at how sexually exciting he was
finding it.

"So you," Graham hesitated but asked, "wank each other off sometimes
do you?"

"Sometimes ... why not?"

"No reason ... I used to a lot when I was your age!" Graham was
already tugging back on the boy's foreskin, easily retracting it most
of the way, the thin layer of skin as yet unwilling to slip back over
the rim of the boy's glans.

"Did you?" Peter sounded a little surprised, "Really ... you know
... wank each other off?"

"Oh yes ... lots of times ... it was fun!" Graham could see by the
boy's smile that Peter found his revelations of interest. "How often
do you do it with your friends?"

"Whenever we feel like it!" Peter grinned even more broadly, "An'
why are you wanking me now doc?"

Graham let go as if stung by a bee! Peter was right, what should
have been purely medical manipulation of his penis had in fact turned
into some slow masturbation - an instinctive habit perhaps whenever
his fingers held a boy-penis, but this was a professional situation!

But before he could respond to the boy's question, Peter added,
"Don't matter ... it feels nice ... do it some more!"

"You sure?"

"Course ... go on ... but you are gonna try an' get me foreskin back
properly though aren't you?"

"Of course." Graham looked into the boy's eyes and saw that look of
consent he always sought in his young partners. Peter was willing to
be masturbated and of course, Graham knew that he wasn't going to be
the first person to give this beautiful boy an orgasm! Trouble was,
should he continue here in the surgery with possible risk of being
caught?

His fingers had a mind of their own and without any further
hesitation he had grasped the boy's erection - this time though, with
a sharp downwards tug he freed Peter's foreskin.

The boy gasped briefly, but the pain was obviously minimal - he was
much more interested in the fact that finally, his foreskin went back
like his wanking partners at school. "That's great ... thanks doc!" he
smiled and then a little hesitantly asked, "Do you really wanna wank
me off then? You can if you want to!"

"Course I want to ... but perhaps not in here ... the nurse might
walk in if I keep you here a lot longer!"

Peter pursed his lips, frustrated at not getting the wank he so much
needed, "Why not? I really feel like a wank now!"

"But you don't want to get caught do you?"

"Suppose not!"

"Tell you what," Graham thought rapidly, certain that the boy was
willing enough to go along with his rapidly forming plan. "Why don't
you come back to my flat? Much safer there and I can give you a really
good wank ... I think this thing needs it now doesn't it?" Graham gave
a few more up & down strokes, pleased to feel (from a purely medical
point of view!) that Peter's foreskin was now able to move freely to &
fro over the sensitive rim of his glans.

"Where do you live then?" Peter realised that there would be no
problem with his doctor and besides, he knew he'd be the first amongst
his friends to be wanked off by an adult! Would he wank the man off as
well, he wondered, quickly reaching a yes decision!

"Well ... do you know our other surgery?" Graham released the boy
and reached to his desk to grab some paper tissues with which he
started to wipe the remainder of the KY from Peter's erection and then
from his own fingers.

"No ... where's that?"

"Right ... hang on." Graham moved over to the desk, "Pull your
things up then Peter." He looked at the boy's notes and found his
address, "When you go out of here on your way home, you go up the
hill,"

"On me bike." Peter interjected as he struggled to get his erection
back into his underpants.

"Ok ... cycle up to the pub where you turn right to get home don't
you? Opposite the junior school I imagine."

"Yeah ... at _The Cock_!" Peter's grin well showed that he knew the
significance of the pub's name.

"Indeed ... well, just past The Cock there's a row of houses and the
last one, before the supermarket is part of our surgery. Anyway,
downstairs is for work, but I have a flat upstairs. You sure you want
to come along there?"

"Course," Peter rubbed the front of his jeans, "I really feel like a
wank doc!"

"I bet you do," Graham grasped the boy's hand and replaced it with
his own - he always enjoyed fondling boys through their clothing. "An'
I'll give you one ... do you want to wank me as well?"

"Course ... can I?"

"Hope so!" Graham was very pleased - even more so when Peter quickly
moved closer and groped the front of his trousers. "Right then ...
you'd better go ... cycle up to the other surgery and wait for me
there ... I'll have to fill in your notes and then I can join you." He
smiled, "Maybe quarter of an hour or so ... do you mind waiting?"

"No ... as long as you give me a good wank!" He smirked, "I'm really
in the mood now an' if you don't do it, then I'll have to go home and
do it!"

"No need for that ... I'll do it for you Peter, don't you worry
about that."

"Ok ... better go then ... an' thanks doc ... you know ... for
getting me foreskin right!"

"My pleasure!" The glint in Graham' s eyes was appreciated by the
boy who now though quickly made for the door. With a shy wave he was
gone, leaving a rather stunned doctor behind!

Graham quickly filled in the boy's notes, tidied up his desk,
grabbed his jacket, picked up his case and the pile of patients' notes
representing his morning's work. As casually as he could, he took the
notes out into front hall and gave them to one of the receptionists
for filing. Telling her that he was in a hurry, he managed to escape
the surgery and head for the car-park.
= = = = = = =

It didn't take him long to drive the quarter mile or so to the other
surgery above which he lived. As usual, he parked in the side-street
and was quickly round at the front door, looking round, almost
nervously, to see if Peter was about. He was rather afraid that the
boy would have gone home, but suddenly, the beautiful boy emerged from
the near-by supermarket car-park where presumably, he had parked his
bike.

Peter ran up, his face a picture of expectancy, Graham suddenly
realising that the boy wasn't merely willing to be masturbated by him,
he was clearly looking forward to it - and perhaps to learning some
new sexy games Graham hoped!

"Hi there young man ... better come in quick!"

Quickly, Graham opened the door and ushered the boy in. In the wide
front hall, was another door which he unlocked, Peter going through it
and scampering up the stairs. Ensuring that both doors were locked,
Graham quickly following his new young friend up to the first floor.

On the landing, Peter stood there looking very fetching quickly
indicating all the closed doors and demanding, "Which one is your
bedroom?"

"One of them!" Graham stood in front of the boy and with a broad
smile, ordered, "Stand still." He reached down and grasped the waist
band of the boy's jeans, quickly popping open the button so that he
could pull them wide open - Peter laughed - Graham pulled the jeans
even wider open and gently brushed his hand against the front of the
boy's under-pants. "Nice?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah!"

"Good!" Graham repeated the action not at all surprised to discover
that the small soft lump he'd first felt was now the awkward bulge of
a 13 year-old dick trying to stand up fully in the confines of tight
white underpants.

Hungry for boy-cock, Graham stooped slightly and with some helpful
wriggles from Peter's slim hips, managed to get his jeans down round
his knees. The white pants bulged quite obscenely, one of the sexiest
sights Graham had seen for quite a long time. But impatient as he was
to start work wanking Peter, he knew just what had to be done. Staring
into the boy's eyes, he gently touched the front of his pants and
began as delicately as he could to fondle the boy through that thin
layer of cotton.

"That's nice doc ... show me _your_ dick then!"

"Just wait ... yours feels really hot ... can you spunk up Peter?"
Graham was certain that the answer was yes, but he wanted confirmation
of that fact.

"Course ... for about a couple of months now!" Peter giggled, "When
I first came to see you ... I couldn't ... but I can now!"

"Great!" Graham couldn't wait for that magic moment when he would
see the boy's love-juice spurting from his dick! And, it they had
time, he wanted to give the boy a second orgasm, but that time, with
Peter spitting his hot spunk onto his tongue! Nothing in the world
tasted better to Graham than sperm from a freshly pubescent boy!

"Go on then ... take me pants down an' wank me off!" He sounded
almost desperate.

But Graham was in no hurry and as always, wanted to teach his young
friend that the longer you took over sex, the more enjoyable it was.
"Not just yet ... let me take your jeans right off ... take your
sweatshirt off as well!" He removed his fingertips from the front of
Peter's pants, "Go on!"

"Ok!" grasping that garment, Peter pulled it up and with just a
little effort, in one graceful movement removed it. Throwing it aside
he puffed out his chest a little, proudly showing off his body to
Graham. "Do you like me then doc?"

"Course I do Peter!" Graham was impressed - although well shaped,
Peter was very slim, just the way he preferred 13 year-olds. "You've
got a great body you know!"

Peter now wiggled his hips as he grasped the sides of his pants,
"Shall I?"

Graham had to allow the boy to do as he wanted, much as he would
have preferred to lower those tantalising pants himself and so expose
Peter's firm young erection. "Go on then ... show me!"

"Wicked!" He giggled, but then pulled his pants down out of the way.
His cock stood up proudly for Graham's inspection, even more beautiful
then earlier that day. Of course, his foreskin was still too tight for
it to pull back more than a fraction but Graham took satisfaction in
the fact that he had been able to help Peter achieve complete
retraction.

"That's nice," Graham told him, "Show me then how sexily you wank!"

"Ok!" Peter grinned wickedly as he reached for his erection. To
start with, he merely experimented, carefully tugging back on his
foreskin, of course able now to retract it fully. That achieved, he
started wanking properly, slowly to start with but building up his
speed as he put on a show for Graham! "Show me your dick then doc ...
then you can wank me off an' I'll do it to you as well."

"Sounds like a great idea ... but why don't we go an' lie on my bed?
Be more comfortable than standing here!"

"Ok ... where's that?" Peter stood there smirking at Graham, his
fingers now moving quite rapidly up & down his hard shaft, wanking
quite seriously as he enjoyed the growing tension in his dick.

"In there!" Graham indicated the door, interested to see how Peter
would respond.

The boy grinned and, releasing his erection, reached down so that he
could lift his jeans back up a little so that he was able to walk.
Without further question, he turned to the bedroom door and shuffled
towards it. Pushing it open, he glanced back to Graham and demanded,
"Come on then ... I really feel like a wank now!"

"I bet you do!" Graham muttered, already following his young friend.

In the bedroom, Peter flung himself onto the bed, pushing his pants
& jeans back down out of the way so that he could resume his
increasingly urgent wank.

"You gonna do me then?" he asked almost plaintively as Graham stood
by the bed, "You can ... if you want to!"

"Course I want to." Graham sat down on the bed and reached down for
Peter's hand, gently pulling it from his dick.

"Go on then doc!" The boy urged but Graham was already closing his
fingers round the offered boy-cock, causing Peter to suck in his
breath in delight. "That's nice ... go on then ... toss me off!" He
looked up to the man with an obviously urgent look on his face, "Do it
harder an' make me spunk up!"

"Ok ... like this?" Graham was quickly sliding the boy's foreskin up
& down over the sensitive rim of his glans, overwhelmed by being able
to do such a sexy thing for so good-looking a boy as Peter.

"Yeah ... faster if you want!"

Graham knew that he was very worked up - therefore, all he could do
was to wank his hard cock increasingly seriously, trying to make it
all as enjoyable as possible and bring him to the orgasm he so clearly
needed. After giving Peter a broad grin, he stared down to what he was
doing, as always keen to observe that very special moment when the
boy's cock jerked and the magic white liquid from his balls began to
squirt out. He didn't have long to wait, although it was perhaps a bit
longer than he would have expected considering how aroused Peter had
been out there on the landing.

Graham then felt the first tremors in the boy's cock: suddenly, it
throbbed strongly and from the tip shot a white spurt. That was
quickly followed by three further strong jerks in Peter's dick, three
further spurts of white boy-cream - not much really and not squirting
out very far, but the well spread out drops of spunk nicely decorated
the boy's tensed up belly.

As he enjoyed his orgasm, Peter whimpered helplessly, really
enjoying what Graham was doing to his penis - it was much better than
when he did it or when his friends at school wanked him off.

However, as with most boys Peter's age, his orgasm was quick to
pass. But Graham could tell that he had really enjoyed it - but then,
so had he! Few things in life were as satisfying as giving a boy an
orgasm and the one he had just given had been more than satisfactory.
"Well? Was that nice? Nice an' sexy for you Peter!" Graham released
the boy's cock and gently pressed it against his belly with the flat
of his hand, waiting until he had recovered enough for him to go one
stage further!

And that would be to scoop up some of the boy's sperm so that he
could taste it! Peter would find that surprising perhaps, but Graham
was determined that after the boy had wanked him off, he would use his
mouth on this hot boy-cock and have the boy's next load directly spat
onto his tongue. (But on the other hand, Graham knew that the boy
enjoyed sexy games with his school-friends: perhaps he'd already been
sucked off or even done it himself!)

"That was great!" Peter lifted himself up on his elbows slightly as
he smiled at Graham before indicating his wet belly. "You wanked me
great ... an' see ... I _can_ spunk up!"

"So you can ... nice!" There wasn't all that much white boy-sperm
over the boy's belly, but those few droplets looked so inviting!

So much so that Graham finally succumbed!

To start with, he merely lifted his hand to his mouth and licked up
the traces of boy-cream from round his thumb. Peter smirked so Graham
leaned over him more and carefully wiped up those previous hot
droplets.

"Wicked!" Peter giggled as Graham lapped them up, "You're disgusting
doc!"

"No I'm not ... you ever been sucked off by any of your friends at
school?"

"Sometimes ... why?"

Good news - and not all that surprising really. "All the way?"

Peter nodded, "Yeah ... it's fucking great!"

"Course it is ... an' have you ever sucked anyone off?"

Peter laughed, "Yeah ... do you wanna suck me off then doc?"

"Course I do ... after you've wanked me off!"

"Ok ... get it out an' show me!" Peter sat up more and reached for
the front of Graham's trousers keen to discover what the man had in
them. And of course, Graham was more than happy to let the boy
discover what he had, moving slightly to allow him easier access.

Peter started fumbling with the zip but of course couldn't manage to
undo it. Frustrated, he looked up and demanded, "Go on then ... get it
out and let me see!" He smirked, "Then I'll wank you off," a more
dreamy expression, "'cos you wanked me really good!"

"Great ... move over." Graham gently pushed the boy over the bed
slightly so that he could lie down next to him. Lifting his hips, he
wasted no time and started to undo his trousers, Peter propping
himself up slightly so that he could watch. Not the act of Graham
undressing, but waiting to see the man's penis, curious just as to
what it was like.

Quickly, Graham had his trousers round his ankles and his shirt wide
open: in that state, he lay back, grasped Peter's hand and placed it
on the front of his underpants. "Well? Have a good feel then!"

"Feels wicked!" Peter exclaimed as he started to explore. "Big!"

"Well ... pull my pants down and show me how good you are at
wanking!"

"Ok!" Sitting up a little more, Peter used two hands to pull at
Graham's underpants, quickly managing to get them down sufficiently
out of the way for the man's solid erection to stand up for his
inspection. He was impressed. "That's nice!" he briefly looked up to
Graham and smiled, "Never wanked one as big as that before!" he
giggled, "Do you shoot much?"

"Wank me off an' find out!" Graham grasped the boy's hand and pulled
it to his penis, sucking in his breath when Peter grasped him.

"Yeah ... this is fun!" He started to work on Graham's cock, slowly
at first but as he got used to handling a much bigger erection than
the ones he usually played with, his actions became faster and even
more exciting for his doctor.

"You're good!" Graham told him - quite truthfully, "You really know
how to wank don't you young man?"

"Suppose so!" Another quick smirk from the boy, "You take long?"

"Not that way you're doing it ... a bit faster maybe!" But Graham
could hardly be masturbated in a more lascivious manner - and, just
having wanked the boy off he was so aroused he knew he couldn't hold
back for long! Peter was soon going to see what he could produce when
he climaxed!

"Come on then ... spunk up then doc!" Peter soon demanded although
at the same time, he was enjoying himself so much wanking this larger
than usual dick that he didn't really care how long the man took!

"Soon ... nearly there!" Graham whispered as his body now started to
take over, his hips pushing his erection harder into the boy's wanking
hand as he strove to come.

"Great!" whispered the boy as his erotic actions suddenly produced
the desired effect on Graham.

As he moaned helplessly, Graham's body convulsed and his dick start
to jerk strongly. From it there shot spurt after spurt of sperm, much
to Peter's amusement! "Wicked ... what a shot!" he muttered, very
impressed with the man's orgasm.

Graham quickly discovered that his young friend knew exactly how to
handle a spunking penis, Peter continuing to work on him in a very
skilled - and very exciting - manner. Several more thick spurts shot
from his dick, then a few more weaker throbs produced more of his
load, the last dribbles sliding out and falling into his pubic hairs.
It was a wonderful orgasm, made even more enjoyable by the skill Peter
was showing and his own evident enjoyment in bringing a man to this
state.

"This is great!" Peter slowed right down and skilfully milked out
the last of the man's load, "You've really shot a lot doc!"

"Just usual!" Graham managed to whisper back as the tension in his
body and the wonderful feelings Peter had given him slowly faded away.
"You wank really good you know young man!"

"So do you!" Peter released Graham's penis and sat up more so that
he could inspect the mess he had created all over the man's body.
"Wicked! What a lot!" He placed his hand on Graham chest and started
to spread round the sperm that lay there. "Lucky you undid your shirt
... you'd have made a mess all over it!"

"Not me ... it was you who did it all ... thanks Peter ... that was
really great!" And Graham meant that most sincerely!

"Yeah ... wish I could shoot so much!" He giggled, "Much more than
anyone at school!"

"Don't worry!" Graham was trying hard to overcome the temptation to
hug Peter tightly to him - another day perhaps, but not now! "When
you're older you'll shoot as much!" He smiled at his young friend,
"Anyway, you shot enough to make any girl pregnant ... that's all that
counts really!" As always, he tried to remind his young friend that he
was fundamentally heterosexual!

"Maybe ... who cares?" Peter blushed, very aware that he was almost
admitting his private thoughts that he might be gay.

"No one ... you're just good at sex you know young man ... really
good!" Graham could see the boy's squirm of pleasure, but he also saw
the gleam in Peter's eye that showed just how much he'd enjoyed what
he'd just done - but then, so had Graham!

"Got a hankie?" Peter asked, "Better clean up all that mess!"

"Suppose so!" Still wanting to hug the boy close to him, Graham
nevertheless managed to reach up to the shelf above his bed for the
box of tissues. Pulling a couple out, he handed them to Peter. "Go on
then ... you made all that mess ... you clean it up!"

"Ok!" The boy saw the silliness in Graham's request, but like all
boys, sex was fun and whatever you did with someone didn't matter as
far as he was concerned. Carefully he moped up all of Graham's sperm,
playing with the stuff to start with but then making more of an effort
to clean the man's chest and belly. Reason? He'd just remembered
Graham's promise to suck him off and he wanted that - very much.

So, throwing the tissues aside, Peter reached for Graham's hand as
he settled down by the man's side. "That's it ... it's nice what you
do to my dick!"

"Well ... you've got a lovely dick to play with!" Graham retorted as
he started to fondle the still very hard hot boy-cock.

"Yeah!" The boy smiled, "You gonna suck it then doc?"

"Do you want me to?" A silly question really, as Graham very much
wanted to have this young boy-cock in his mouth and to suck it until
it filled his mouth with boy-sperm.

"Yeah ... I like being sucked!"

"All boys - an' men - do!" Graham released the boy's cock and gently
cupped his fingers under his balls, "Wonder how much these things have
produced in the last few minutes!"

"Dunno!" Peter smirked, "Suck me then and find out!"

"Ok ... but promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Try not to come too quick ... if you feel you're coming, try and
hold back."

"Why?"

"Because the longer you take the more exciting it is!" _And for me
as well_, thought Graham.

"Ok ... do it then!"

Peter sounded almost desperate so Graham released his balls and
slithered down the bed so that his head was above his genitals. It was
so very beautiful but Graham knew that Peter needed more than to be
admired. Graham could but start to work on this prize specimen of
boyhood.

Lowering his head, and holding Peter's dick with thumb & forefinger,
he started to kiss it, his fingers tugging back on the boy's still
tight foreskin. With that layer of skin down out of the way, his
kisses were more concentrated on the freshly exposed glans, that most
sensitive part of Peter's body.

Doing all this made the boy whimper in delight, his hips soon moving
about as Peter squirmed in pleasure. That was what Graham wanted so,
pursing his lips, he slowly took the hard young penis into his mouth.
It tasted simply magical, the best boy-cock he'd sucked for some
years. And in honour of that fact, he strove as best as he could to
make this blow-job the very best Peter had ever enjoyed.

As he sucked and licked this hot boy, Graham's head nodded up & down
slowly as he wanked Peter with his lips. At the same time, his hands
helped out, gently caressing the boy's balls, stroking his pubic
fringe then, with one hand under Peter to hold his warm young bum, the
other gently masturbated the base of his erection, helping increase
Peter's excitement in this special act of man/boy love.

The young teenager was soon whimpering in delight - this was utterly
fantastic, much better than the times his friend Robert had done him
in the loos at school. That was always exciting enough, especially
when he shot his load into Robert's mouth, but his doctor was now
doing it even more sexily. The man had told him to try to hold back
and not come too quickly, but the tingling feelings in his dick were
increasing rapidly and he knew he was going to spunk up soon!

"Ohhh
... go on ... suck it ... go on doc ... suck me an' make me spunk up!"
His words were almost incoherent as his body strove to achieve orgasm.
His hips were now pushing his cock up into the man's wetly sucking
mouth and he didn't even mind when Graham's forefinger started to rub
all round his arsehole.

Realising that despite his request, Peter was going to be quick,
Graham simply worked away more hungrily on the boy's wonderful young
cock. It would give him pleasure to make this blow-job last but the
boy's pleasure was much more important and he now wanted Peter to
achieve orgasm quickly now.

Knowing that it would help, and not yet having been rejected, he
pushed his middle finger harder at the boy's arse and managed to slip
it in past his sphincter. At that, Peter yelped distantly, his body
shivered - then it started to push his cock harder into Graham's
mouth.

Graham suddenly felt a throb in the tasty cock - a throb that showed
that Peter was there.

Peter's yelps were loud & lusty and as he so clearly enjoyed his
orgasm, Graham was able to savour Peter's cream as it spurted out onto
his tongue. There wasn't much really, just a few drops he guessed but
it was some fantastically tasty boy-sperm for him to enjoy, that sweet
tasting sperm produced by a boy only just into puberty, the very best
taste in the world. As he enjoyed that special taste as well as the
way the boy's penis was spasming between his lips, Graham was once
more amazed by the strength of the spasms in the boy's anal sphincter
- that and his loud noises showed that Peter was really enjoying his
orgasm. But that was just as Graham had intended - his own, purely
psychological pleasure was greater than he'd appreciated for a long
time.

Quick to come, Peter was quickly still and knowing that his penis
would now become very sensitive, Graham stopped playing his tongue
round the end, merely holding the warm organ gently with his lips. He
could feel the last trickles of sperm oozing out - like their
predecessors they were savoured and, as best as he could, swallowed.

Peter finally jerked his hips sideways managing to pull his dick
from Graham's mouth as well as dislodging the man's finger from his
arse. He sighed and, still with his eyes closed, Graham felt the
tension drain from the boy's body as he relaxed back onto the bed.

He sat up, extricated his arm from under the boy and slid up the bed
so that he could stare down into the boy's face. Peter's expression
really showed the answer to Graham's question, "You enjoyed that ...
didn't you?"

"Fucking hell!" Peter muttered, "That was fucking great ... never
been like that before!"

"Well ... you were great to suck ... what lovely hot spunk you make
Peter!"

He sniggered, "I didn't shoot much 'cos you just wanked me off!" he
smiled, "But it was really lovely what you just did, I'm really glad I
came back home here with you!"

"So am I!" Graham retorted, more honestly than Peter had meant it!

"Can I come back here again one day?" The boy almost looked as if he
though Graham might say no!

"Course you can ... but only if we plan when ... remember, there's a
surgery downstairs and we can't have you round here if anyone else's
down there!"

"Course ... when?"

"Tomorrow ... Sunday?"

"Yeah!" He sounded very enthusiastic, "In the afternoon?"

"All day if you wanted!" Graham would be more than happy to spend a
day in bed with this gorgeous boy, only now realising once more as he
stared down at his face just how good looking Peter was.

"Maybe ... but we'd better leave it to the afternoon ... what time
can I come round here?"

"Whenever your balls are ready to let you come!" Graham replied with
a grin.

At first, Peter was baffled, but then enlightenment dawned. "I bet I
could spunk up again now!" He looked triumphant as he reached down for
his now only half-hard cock. Tugging his foreskin right back and then
right back up again, he milked out a final cloudy tear of sperm which
he took onto his finger. "For you!" he offered it to Graham, nodding
happily as the man licked it up. "Anyway, not now ... I'd better be
going home really ... me mum might wonder where I am!"

Graham understood: the sexuality of boys Peter's age was likely to
evaporate completely soon after they'd enjoyed an orgasm and Peter's
second orgasm had been very much enjoyed, relieving all the sexual
tension that might have been in his body.

"Ok ... but tomorrow ... what time?"

"About two? I doubt if I could get here earlier!"

"Ok ... sounds great!" Graham could hardly wait. Already in his mind
was the plan that they would spend some time actually in his bed,
naked in each other's arms. And, what's more, Peter already having
confessed to sucking his friends' cocks, the boy might just be
persuaded to suck his cock - all the way? Wonderful idea!

"Come on then ... get dressed ... I've gotta go!"

Peter eased himself from the bed and with a wry grin at Graham's
still rock-hard cock, started to get dressed. Graham knew he'd have to
follow suit and very quickly, the pair of them were presentable.

Out on the landing, Peter pulled on his sweatshirt, grinning happily
at Graham when his head emerged from the top.

"That's better ... well, I'd better show you out ... can't wait
until tomorrow though Peter ... it's been great what we've just done!"

"Yeah ... really great! You're good at wanking doc ... an' sucking
as well!"

"An' you're a good wanker as well Peter!" Graham hesitated but
added, "An' perhaps tomorrow you'll show me how good you are at cock-
sucking as well!"

Peter pulled a face, but nodded muttered, "Ok ... maybe!"

They went downstairs and after once more confirming their date for
the following day, Graham cautiously let the boy out of the front-
door. Peter was quickly gone, his last smile leaving Graham quite
weak-kneed!
= = = = = = =


Graham spent the rest of the day feeling quite dazed, unable almost
to eat or drink anything that might mask the lingering taste of
Peter's sperm from his mouth. From the day of the boy's first visit to
his surgery, Graham had wanted him and now, well, he'd been
successful! Most unprofessional he knew, but he had no worries:
Peter's sexuality was that of a normal lively schoolboy who'd be as
horrified if anyone found out about he & Graham as he would be if it
were one of his friends from school.

One thing Graham could do was to turn to his collection of cuttings
where he quickly found the article he wanted, "Semen Quality in
Pubertal Boys" by Janczewski & Bablok from the _Archives of Andrology_
vol 15, 1985. Such a study, would that he could have been involved
with it over in Poland. But then again, he had just tested the semen
quality of one pubescent boy and found it much to his taste! Peter no
longer had a foreskin problem, but the boy now did have an adult
friend with whom he could enjoy his body and his sexuality. Graham was
well pleased with his day.

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              15th August - 6th September 2001


Note: the above is all fiction - but all the medical references are
real! Perhaps you might track them down for a good read, but they're
rather too technical for me!
                                   J.S.