MEDICAL RESEARCH

                                                  Jack Sprat

     When school let out for summer vacation, I'd just planned to loaf around 
and do nothing. My Name is Billy. I'm sixteen years old. 

     One day, while hanging out in the mall, I ran across am old friend, Josh.
Josh had been my neighbor. He's twenty-two, six years older than me. We had 
always been close.

      Josh was in medical school. His dad is a doctor, and Josh wants to
follow his dad's footsteps. We hadn't seen each other in awhile and we had a 
lot to talk about. We found a malt shop, each got a good size shake and shared 
a large plate of fries. 

     Josh told me while he was home he wanted to do some medical research. It 
had to do with studies of male anatomy, and reflexes. I didn't have the 
slightest idea what he was talking about because he got real technical using 
big medical words. He asked me if I would help him, that I might be able to 
make a real big contribution. I asked if anything he did would hurt. Josh 
laughed and said no. In fact, he said, I might enjoy it. He added that there 
would be quite a few sessions and that we would use his fathers doctors office 
at night when no one was there. 

     I pedaled my bike over to the doctors office the following night. Josh 
met me in the reception wearing a professional white coat. He led me through 
the receptionists office to one of the examining rooms.

      He had a clipboard and asked about any diseases I'd had and a bunch of 
other questions. Then he said, "I want you to strip naked so I can weigh you." 
I stripped down to my briefs.

      "No, completely naked. My report has to be absolutely accurate."

      I hesitantly dropped by briefs and stepped out of them. Josh led me to 
the scale and slid the weights along their runners until the little arrow
floated at the end. He noted my weight on his clipboard, also my height. 

   "Now lie down on the examining table."

   I did so, being very self conscious of my nudity. Josh, seeing my 
embarrassment, took a towel and laid it over my crotch. I felt better. He  
took a measuring tape and made measurements over my whole body. Arms, legs, 
head, stomach, etc. He removed the towel and touched my dick. 

   "Hey!"

   "Relax, he said. "I have to measure your dick and balls."

    He took a ruler and held it to my limp dick. It seemed like he manipulated 
my balls for a good long time, lining up the ruler here and there and then 
making notes. He set the ruler down and kept fondling. 

   "What are you doing now?"

   "I'm examining you for testicular cancer," he said.

    Josh wet his forefinger and while playing with my balls and ran it over 
the tip of my dick. 

   "I'm getting a hard-on!"

   "I know," said Josh. I've got to measure your hard on too. Remember, this 
is for research."

    My dick kept swelling and growing.  Josh put his hand around it and  
stroked, as well gently rubbing its tip. It was soon was hard as a board. its 
throbbing tip turning purple. 

   "I want it as hard as possible, I must be accurate. Ah! Six inches, just 
about right for a boy of your size. How long has it been since you last jacked 
off? Come on, tell me!" 

   "Last night, just before I went to sleep about eleven thirty."
 
  "Twenty hours? Good!, You must be fully charged. I'm going to take a sperm 
sample." 

      Josh applied some kind of white lubricating cream to my dick then 
started slowly pumping again. I didn't know what to do. It felt real good,
but I wasn't sure I should be letting Josh do this. I'd never been touched 
by anyone. Since it was for Josh's medical research, I guessed it was O.K. In 
fact, it was feeling better and better. I felt my cum moving up and  started 
to squirm. 

    "I'm gonna come!"

    Josh grabbed a large beaker and aimed my dick. My body shuddered real hard, 
my cum flying into the beaker. As I rested, Josh transferred it to a graduate, 
held it to the light, and made a note of its quantity. 

   "Have you ever seen sperm under the microscope before?" 

   "No," I replied.

    Josh took a swab and smeared some of my cum on a microscope slide. He 
slipped it under the microscope and adjusted its knobs. 
   
   "Here! Have a look."

    I couldn't believe what I saw. It looked like thousands of little pollywogs 
swimming crazily around. Boy! Josh's research was teaching me a lot too.

   "That's it for tonight," Josh said. Get your clothes on and we'll continue 
tomorrow night. Don't jack off. I'll need to take more sperm samples under 
different conditions. ....and hey! Thanks a lot! You're really a great help!"

"Sure thing," I replied. "I'll see you tomorrow night."
                                 **


     Josh was waiting when I arrived the next night. "Undress he said."

     I took everything off and climbed on the examining table. He put his hand 
on my bare chest and slowly ran it over my quivering stomach until it reached 
my crotch. I got hard again real fast.

    "Did you jack off or save it?" Josh asked.

    "I saved it."  
   
     "Good," said Josh. "Then I can take another sample. This time, you'll 
probably come faster. I'm going to do it in another manner. I want you to 
describe your sensations when I finish. Tell me when you're coming so I can 
catch it. Now draw up your legs and spread them. 

     It felt good as I was pumped and my balls were rolled around, then the
feeling became extra intense. Josh was sucking on my cock. What a sensation! I 
grabbed his head and move it around for more...and more.  

 "I'M COMING!" 

     Josh grabbed my cock and jacked until I spurted into the held container. 
He held it up, looking pleased at the amount he had collected. I got up and 
sat on the edge of the table as he asked me questions. 

Q: What did it feel like when I first put my hand on your crotch?
A: It tickled and I wanted to push it away.
Q: Then what happened?
A: It started feeling different as you rubbed.
Q: How did it feel different?
A: It started feeling good.
Q: Can you describe the "good" feeling?
A: I started to get real warm in my crotch and there was a, kind of a
   tingling sensation.
Q: Did the sensation get stronger as I stroked and fondled you?
A: Yes!
Q: Did you want me to stop?
A: No!
Q: What happened when I put your penis in my mouth?
A: The sensation felt terrific. I wanted more, but it was
   just about all I could handle without freaking out.
Q: Then what happened?
A: I started to cum.
Q: Tell me about it.
A: There was a weird, pleasant feeling below my ball area. 
   My cum started working up, moving slowly, then gaining
   speed. I couldn't help myself or stop its movement.
   It blew into the beaker you were holding. Wow! What a feeling.
   
Q: How do you feel now?
A: very relaxed.

     Josh reviewed his clipboard notes, dotted a couple of "I's" and said, 
"Well, that's it for tonight. You are really a great help. And don't jack off. 
I'll need all of your cum for more research." 

     I left, looking forward to tomorrow nights session.
                                **


     The next session, we moved to another room, through a door that read 
Proctology. I didn't know what the word meant. This room contained a funny 
half table with a place to kneel at the end. I was a bit bewildered. 

     Josh had me strip, then told me to kneel with my knees on the rest. He
stood behind me, put his foot on a floor pedal, and the table rose higher,
tipping me forward and down.  My bare butt was raised high in the air to the 
level of Josh's hands. 

      "Jesus, Josh. What are you going to do?" 
    
      I've got to go a hemorrhoid examination, check your prostate and take 
measurements of anus size and muscular relaxation."

      Josh rubbed his hand over my whole butt then up and down my crack.  
Swishing his finger around in a large jar of Vaseline, he spread my  cheeks, 
rubbing the grease against my asshole. 

      "But, Josh, I really don't want to do this." 

     "Remember," said Josh. "This is for research."

     Josh's well greased forefinger pushed against my tight asshole and slowly 
started to work in. It didn't feel good at all. He slowly withdrew it.

    "You body is full of shit. You've got to be cleaned out. I can't continue 
until I give you an enema." 

     AN ENEMA? "No! Please, Josh. I can't let you do that."

     Josh had deaf ears. He stepped to the nearby sink, opened the cupboard 
below and withdrew an enema can with a long red tube. He filled the can with 
hot water from the sink and threw in a handful of powdered soap. He did it so 
fast that I didn't have time to give more protest. I wanted to get up, but 
was restrained in my position.

      I felt so embarrassed. My butt in the air, a hose up my ass with Josh
standing behind me watching the water flow in.

     "Stop! I can't hold any more!" 

     The long greased hose slowly slid out. With his hands, Josh clamped my 
cheeks together real tight and said, "I am going to help you hold it for 
several minutes." 

      I got real uncomfortable and was afraid I might lose control and blow 
shit all over Josh and across the room.

     "Please! Please! I can't hold it any longer."

     Josh tilted the table so I could get off and I dashed to the bathroom, 
just in time. I sat and let loose a long stream of hot water that seemed to 
never end. There was another and another, until my gut was completely empty. I 
was angry about this. Taking an enema had been very embarrassing.

      I wiped myself clean, flushed the toilet, returned, and knelt back on 
the table. The table tilted and rose again. I realized Josh was right. He 
really couldn't continue his research if I was full of shit. 

     Josh slid a greased finger up my ass. This time it felt kind of good. My 
asshole must have relaxed from the hot water.

    "I want your anus to fully relax," said Josh. Now flex tight
against my finger and hold it as long as you can."

     Josh had me repeat this many times. Finally, I just couldn't tighten up 
any more. My asshole had become completely limp.

     Two of Josh's fingers entered me and moved about. It was kind of a funny. 
pleasurable feeling and I got a hard on. Josh said he was going to examine my 
prostate, whatever that was. 

     I soon found out. I practically came off the table when he applied 
pressure to that spot inside my butt. Keeping his fingers in my ass, Josh  
secured another microscope slide. 
   
 "Hold this. Pull your penis and collect the drops of fluid that come out on 
the slide." 

     Josh started to massage that place inside my butt again. I slowly milked
my peter thinking I was going to cum any second, but instead, drops of clear
fluid dribbled out on to the slide which Josh examined under the microscope.  

    "No sign of any prostate infection", he said, jotting things on the
clipboard...."And that's all for tonight." 
                                    *
     
     I started looking forward to these sessions helping Josh's research. 
Mostly what he did felt good. Since his Dad didn't keep Sunday hours, I 
arrived early and was ushered into the examining room. 

   "Today we will make semen volume comparisons." Josh said. I'm going to get
on the table and let you draw my cum." With this he removed his white coat
and stood naked.

    I was transfixed with Josh's naked body. It was smooth. He had beautiful 
well shaped slim muscular legs. Josh crawled on the exam table. His hard cut 
prick was beautiful. A nice set of balls dangled below. I'd seen kids in the 
locker room but I'd never given much thought to their nakedness. I was staring 
at Josh with infatuation. I'd never felt this way before. I was becoming 
erect. 

   "You'll be more comfortable if you are naked too", Josh said.

    I quickly removed my clothes. 

   "Get some cream out of the jar and put it on my dick."

   "It was the same slippery stuff that Josh used on me. I applied it over his 
dick and balls, fascinated by the feel of his warm cock. I ran my fingers over 
its tip and atop his pee hole, mesmerized by its looks and feel. I even 
lightly squeezed its tip trying to roll it between my two fingers. I jacked 
while my other hand played with his balls. 

   "You're doing real good," Josh moaned. "Go faster. It won't be long before
I come."

    I don't know what urged me, but I slipped my hand below his balls and 
pushed my finger up his asshole. It was loose. I found that a second finger 
easily fit. Josh thrashed about, moaning and wiggling his butt. 

  "I'm coming! Get the beaker!"

   I grabbed it just in time to watch and catch the stream of cum as it 
pumped out of his dick. It was fascinating and exciting. Josh lay back and 
rested. 
                                  *


    Now it was my turn. Josh's hand felt real good on me. "It's early", he said.
"Today we will check ejaculation frequency.  A boy your age should be able to
come every hour or so. Have you ever fucked?"

    "No." I replied.  

     "We'll go to the other room then, you can have your next ejaculation 
there." 

     In the proctology room, Josh showed me how to work the floor pedals. He
knelt on the table. I used the pedals, raising his bare body, slanting his 
butt to where it was level with my crotch. I ran my hands over his cheeks and 
up and down his crack, then moved two lubed fingers inside him as his butt 
wiggled. 

     "Now Fuck Me".

    This was going to be my first fuck. I'd always had fantasys of it being
with a girl. I applied lube to my dick, still excited, even though I was going
to push it up a males ass.
                 
    I shoved it in and moved back and forth.. Natures feelings took over.
I pounded harder and harder, uncontrollably fucking like a dog on a bitch
unable to stop. My breathing became faster.  My cum was moving. I rammed again
and again until my whole body exploded.

    I rested for about an hour, then Josh said he wanted to check me
for anus expansion and he thought I was ready for penile intercourse.

     "You mean its my turn to get my butt fucked?"

     I got on the procto table and Josh slowly pushed his well greased dick
into my hole. It hurt. He momentarily stopped so I could adjust. My hole had
never stretched so wide. I felt like I was going to cum or pee, or both.

    Once in, his pace increased. I was being banged harder and faster, Josh's
balls slapping my butt with each full ram. Josh had lost control just like I 
had. I grabbed the sides of the table wondering if I was going to freak out.
Josh pulled my butt against him and held me tight as his pulsating prick 
pumped his cum deep inside.

    "Just lay and rest. I'll be back in a second," Josh said. 
 
   Josh returned with soap, water and a wash cloth. My butt was washed until 
it was ultra clean. Finishing, Josh leisurely licked my crack and asshole. 
Later, for his records, I would describe how it felt. 

    "I want to take a urine sample now, Josh said.

     "But I don't need to pee."

     Josh opened a drawer and pulled out a long very slim rubber tube. It 
didn't dawn on me what it was for until I saw him greasing it up.

    "No! Not up my piss hole! Oh, please no! Josh."

    Josh turned a deaf ear. He held my limp prick, fished around with the tube 
tip until he found my soft pee hole. The tube moved slowly in. Gawd, It 
smarted. My verbal protests got me nowhere. The smarting tube just kept 
pushing until my urine started to flow out the other end. 

    Josh clamped the tube off. He had me stand. We both watched as my urine 
drained into a collecting beaker on the floor. After the last drop, the tube 
was slowly removed. It smarted more while it was pulled out. 

   "Please, Josh!. Don't ever do that again."  

   There were a few more sessions repeating a lot that we had previously done,
then the research ended. Josh returned to medical school. He never returned to 
practice in our town. I never heard from him again. I hoped I'd really helped
with his scientific investigation. I could be of assistance to someone again,
if I was ever asked.


                                                  ....The end.