Date: Fri, 04 Dec 2015 19:46:14 +0300
From: Rodger Dodger <boyrodger@yandex.com>
Subject: My son's foreskin - part 5

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My son's foreskin - Part 3

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Another Dr. Fletcher tale.

***

It was mid-morning and the doctor's office hadn't been open for long. One
of the attendants, Ashley, knocked on the open door of Dr. Fletcher.

"Dr. Fletcher, I have your next patient here. Come in, boys", she hurriedly
said as she waved the boys in.

"Thank you, Ashley. Please, come in, guys, don't be shy", the doctor beamed
at his young visitors. He smiled at the boys as they walked through the
door. He walked around his desk to greet the boys as they shuffled in.

Dr. Fletcher stopped in front of the youngest boy and kneeled down. He
thrust out his hand to shake.

"I'm Dr. Fletcher, but please call me Finn. You must be Ben?"

The boy shook the doctor's hand as the doctor reached up and squeezed his
shoulder. He looked the boy in his blue eyes and saw a touch of worry in
them. He looked to the other, older, boy. Standing, he reached his hand out
to him as well.

"Apologies, you are?"

"I'm Kyle, Ben's brother, well, step-brother," the youth volunteered while
shaking the doctor's hand.

The boys hand was clammy and the doctor noticed a greater sense of worry in
the boy's eyes.

"I can't really see you without your parents, boys..."

"It's OK doctor, their mother has already been in but she had an emergency
to go to. She said she'll get Kyle to explain everything to Ben's dad
later."

"Ah, thank you, Ashley. Hopefully this isn't something that requires any
work today. I'll take it from here, thank you again, Ashley."

"My pleasure, doctor," Ashley smiled at the doctor. Her posture and tone
belied some lust. She left the room while closing the door.

"OK boys, please take a seat."

The boys seated themselves in front of the doctor's large desk while
Dr. Fletcher pulled a chair up next to Ben.

"So Ben...looks like you haven't been to see a doctor in some time. You're
eight now?"

"Uh, n-no, I'm seven still."

"Well you look plenty older to me, kiddo," Dr. Fletcher winked at the boy
making him blush. He smiled ever so slightly.

"And how old are you, Kyle?"

"I'm 16, sir, um, Finn."

"This is good of you to look after your little brother."

"Step-brother, but it's OK, we get along really well."

"Fantastic, good boys. So, Ben, what have you come to see me about? I'm
told your mum tried to get you in as quickly as possible this morning."

"It's...um...it's embarrassing..."

"It's OK, son, I'm a doctor, you can tell me anything. I've seen it all. Is
it Kyle? Should we wait until he's not here?"

"No! I-I want Kyle to stay. It's...my butt," Ben whispered to the doctor,
avoiding eye contact.

"You boys and your butts! No problem, please, tell me, is it sore?"

"It's a little sore and itchy."

"Really...sore like a cut, or sore like a punch?"

"L-like a punch."

"I see. And is there any bleeding?"

"..." Ben looked over to Kyle, who was by now crimson in the face and
staring at his knees.

"If there is bleeding, you need to tell me, Ben. It's very dangerous."

"Yes. Yes, doctor, there is a little bit of blood. But I don't know if it's
because I've been scratching."

"OK, well it sounds like it could be a few things. I'll have to take a
look."

"You have to look?? Please, doctor, can you just give me some medicine?
Kyle said..."

The doctor looked at the teen who was wide-eyed at his brother.

"What did Kyle say, Ben?"

"He-he said you would just give me some medicine to make it better."

"Well, Kyle, that's not really how this works. I have to give Ben a proper
look before I can do anything to help.

"Please, Ben take off your pants and jocks and then hop up onto the
examining table."

The doctor watched Ben as he stood up nervously. Like all boys, he stepped
on his heels to pull off his shoes without having to bend over. He twisted
the button to his shorts and slid the zipper down. Dr. Fletcher noticed
Kyle glancing sideways at his brother while he undressed. Ben was standing
there in his little Iron Man jocks, showing off his slim, pale, and smooth
legs.

"I know how you feel, Ben, but I need you to take off those cool undies
too."

Ben stood looking at the ground, blushing. The doctor was watching the
nearly imperceptible lump in the front of his jocks when a little dark
circle appeared. It quickly grew but stopped after a second. Ben covered
his groin and looked up at me. His eyes welled and a tear slipped from his
eye and rolled down his cheek. The man rushed to his knees in front of the
poor lad.

"Oh my dear boy! Don't worry about it! It's OK," Dr. Fletcher clasped the
boy's shoulders while showing concern, "you just got embarrassed, it's
normal. Lots of people do strange things in front of me when they're
embarrassed. Some pee a little, like you, some sweat, some giggle...some
even fart. At least you didn't do that!"

Dr. Fletcher winked at the startled boy with the last comment. A laugh
escaped the boy as well as Kyle.

"Don't worry about this little wet patch. It will dry before we're
done. Poor Iron Man. Would you like me to take them off for you?"

Little Ben nodded his head while wiping his cheek. Dr. Fletcher ran his
hands up the boy's soft thighs, raising the t-shirt a little to get to the
elasticated band. He put his fingers into the waist band and gave a tug
downwards. The boy's smooth pubis was quickly uncovered. The doctor,
secretly excited, lowered the jocks the rest of the way. He always loved
the way a boy's little cocklet bounced out of his undies, and Ben was no
let down. The smooth little 4cm boy penis was still too small to hang over
his empty scrotum. The long foreskin was damp at the tip. It looked tight
and the doctor knew that it hadn't retracted fully yet, Ben still being at
an age where this was to be expected.

"You look wonderful, Ben, no need to be shy. Now, just step out of these
and hop up on to the examining table. Kyle, please help him up."

Dr. Fletcher picked up the boys pants and damp undies and placed them on a
chair. Meanwhile, Kyle was awkwardly extricating from his chair to help
Ben. He put his hands under the boy's armpits and lifted him up to sit on
the edge of the table.

"OK, Ben, if you could just get on your hands and knees and face the wall,
I'll take a look."

The doctor silently berated himself for skipping due process and not
slipping on gloves. He knows the risks of dealing with patients
skin-to-skin but he can't help himself around boys.

Dr. Fletcher stood to the side of the boy while Kyle stood on the other
side. The doctor pushed the boy's t-shirt up somewhat to keep it out of the
way.

"You're doing well, Ben. I just need you to rest your head on your arms now
and push your bum up as much as you can."

While not a necessary position, Dr. Fletcher had no regrets as the boy
arched his back pushing his little arse up. The soft round buttocks
separated and his little boy anus blossomed into view. The boy's scrotum
was also hanging below with the tip of the kid's foreskin visible.

Dr. Fletcher placed a hand on each cheek and pulled them apart further. He
heard the boy groan slightly in discomfort, or perhaps in pleasure as his
boy hole was exposed to the cool office air more.

"This is looking pretty red, Ben. Some kind of rash. I'm just going to look
a bit closer because I can't see any sign of bleeding yet. Kyle, can you
please place your hands like mine and keep his bottom spread?"

"O-OK, Finn."

The teen of few words was quick to replace the doctor's hands. The doctor
noticed the teen used more pressure, his fingers depressing the skin a
little, as if squeezing.

Dr. Fletcher bent over and placed his fingers around the boy anus. He
spread them to open it a little.

"Just relax, Ben. I need to be able to open you a little."

The doctor rubbed the boy's thighs gently to calm him. Slowly he watched
the sphincter relax and present a tiny little hole, about the circumference
of a pencil. The doctor used two fingers to spread the hole a little
wider. He noticed thin, tiny, red sores leading into the hole. The doctor
exhaled a deep breath onto the anus sending a quiver throughout the boy's
body. With the tip of his finger he traced the inside of the
sphincter. When he grazed one of the sores the boy pulled his butt away and
winced.

Dr. Fletcher stood back up as Kyle released his brother's butt cheeks.

"Well, I can't see any bruising but there's definitely some kind of rash,
possibly from friction. That's rubbing, Ben.

"Do you ride a bike a lot? Or maybe you're just wiping too much?"

"Yeah, that's probably it, Finn. Can you give him anything for it?" Kyle
asked nervously.

Dr. Fletcher was playing innocent. He knew all too well what these symptoms
pointed to. Vigorous lovers are common at all ages.

"Not quite yet, I still have a little more to check."

The doctor extracted a tube of medical-grade lubricant from a draw under
the table. He popped the cap and ran a length of gel along his index
finger.

"Sorry, Ben, I need to look again. Could you please bend over like before?
Kyle?"

The doctor was pondering who was buggering the little boy until he glanced
at the teen's groin. He was wearing sweatpants that were showing a
considerable bulge. This wasn't unusual for a sixteen year old boy though
so the doctor couldn't be 100% sure.

Once spread again, the doctor put the nozzle of the tube against the tight
hole. He squeezed a pea-sized dollop of lube straight on to it. With his
clean finger, the doctor rubbed the lube around. It was medicated so it had
a cooling and numbing effect on the skin, kind of like mint or eucalyptus
without the smell.

"Wow, doctor, that feels so much better!" Ben exclaimed.

"I know, son, that's what I'm here for. Now just relax."

The doctor used his lube finger to push gently on the anal
sphincter. Enough time had passed that the numbness was already setting
in. He rubbed the edge of the muscle with the tip of his finger, gently
applying more and more pressure. Slowly the tip of his finger had entered
as far as his first knuckle. He slowly pistoned the finger and occasionally
twisting it. Then he heard what he had been waiting to hear.

A low moan escaped the boy's mouth as he raised his arse slightly higher.

"Sorry, doc, I didn't mean to make that noise! I never felt like this
before!"

"It's OK, Ben, perfectly normal. Should I stop?"

"It's alright, doc, you can keep going."

Dr. Fletcher glanced at Kyle. The teen boy was staring intently at the
penetrated arsehole of his little brother. The doctor slid his finger in
further, this time up to the second knuckle. It was harder to manoeuvre,
the boy being so tight, but he could still flex his finger enough to tickle
the boy's rectum. Another moan was expelled by the boy and the doctor
stopped.

He and Kyle watched as Ben, practically involuntarily, moved his butt a
little. He was moving it up and down and from side to side, trying to push
the doctor's finger against his sensitive rectal walls. The boy seemed
desperate for the touching. It was until the boy pushed back on the finger
that the doctor began to oblige. This was a signal to the doctor that the
boy was ready for more.

The lube was making its way further into the boy's anal cavity and the
doctor was able to thrust his finger deeper into him. He pushed hard and
the entirety of his finger sunk into the boy. On the way the doctor felt
the tiny little immature prostate.

"Ohhhhhh!" Ben moaned.

The doctor also heard a sharp exhale slip from Kyle's lips, a look of
hunger in his eyes. The doctor began fucking the boy with his finger as Ben
started rocking back and forth. Kyle was playing with his hard teen cock
through his pocket unconsciously. He looked at the doctor with bewilderment
to find his gaze already on him. The two older boys stared at each other as
little Ben fucked himself on the manly digit.

Dr. Fletcher moved his head closer to Kyle's and put his mouth to his ear.

"I know you fucked him."

Kyle stumbled back, eyes large and mouth agape.

"No! I d-didn't, sir! I wouldn't..."

"I've seen plenty of freshly fucked boy holes in my career, Kyle. You can't
lie."

"Oh god, no, please you can't tell! Oh, shit, am I in trouble? Will I go to
prison? Oh, please don't tell! I'll do anything!!"

"Calm down, Kyle. Some of those boy holes were fucked by me!" The doctor
smiled and winked at Kyle. "I'm finger fucking your brother now as we
speak, for chrissakes!"

Kyle looked at his brother gyrating on the doctor's finger, seemingly
unfazed by the sudden outburst, his eyes closed.

"Jesus, really Finn? You're not mad? You really f...have sex with boys
too?"

"Every chance I get, you'd be surprised. How long have you been buggering
this one?"

"Last night. That was the first time. But then he said it hurt so that's
why we came here."

"Ah, I thought so, you didn't use any lube did you?"

"No, I just thought it goes straight in. I was so horny, Finn! I didn't
mean to hurt him. Oh fuck, I'm so sorry, Ben!"

"You need to calm down again, Kyle. No permanent damage was done, you just
need to be gentler. He doesn't seem to be in pain now. Are you, Ben?"

"Ohhhh, no pain, doc, it feels so-o-o-o-o good," Ben added an extra 'o'
with each thrust.

"Here, Kyle, you take over. He's already well lubed."

Kyle stood behind his brother and put his finger to the kid's anus. His
finger was more slender than the doctor's and slid in easily. It was soft,
hot, and so slippery inside, not like it was the night before.

"Ah, this feels so much better."

As Kyle fingered the little boy, Dr. Fletcher stood behind Kyle. He ran his
hands up the teen's sides, raising the t-shirt. His hands slid over the
smooth ribs, up to the hairy armpits and around to the smooth, slim
chest. He rubbed the teen's hard nipples making the boy moan. Kyle starting
thrusting his hips back and forth, occasionally colliding with the doctor's
solid crotch.

Dr. Fletched started kissing the side of the teen's face. "Put in another
finger," he whispered into his ear. The doctor moved his hands down to the
teen's soft stomach, feeling a trail of hair cascading from the naval. He
watched as Kyle inserted his middle finger along with his index finger. He
began to twist them, eliciting moans from the little boy.

The doctor kneeled behind the 16 year old and slid down his track pants and
boxers. He ran his hands up and down the lad's lightly hairy legs and
stared hungrily at the smooth bubble butt. He stood back up and pressed his
hardened, clothe-covered cock against the teen's exposed bum. He reached
his hands around the hairy groin and grasped the low hanging heavy
sack. With his other hand he traced the root of the shaft up the
considerable size to the hooded tip. He closed his hand tightly and pulled
back, feeling the cock slide under the skin in his hand.

The doctor watched the brothers finger fuck while he wanked off the older
boy.

"You'll do anything?"

"Yeah, Finn. Oh god, your hand feels so good on my prick. What do I have to
do?"

"Fuck him again."

Kyle turned his head to the doctor, groaning at the thought of fucking a
little boy in front of someone, no less a hot paedophile doctor.

"Hey, Ben, how much are you enjoying this?"

"It's the best feeling, doc. Way better than last night. That really hurt."

"Well, how about letting Kyle try again? Now that I'm here to help and we
made you all slippery?"

"Yes, please! I love Kyle and I wanted it to be good for him last night. I
want him to do it again if it won't hurt."

"Jesus, you weren't joking, Finn. I can really fuck him again?" asked Kyle,
still bewildered at the prospect.

"Yeah, the lube will have numbed him inside a bit now. Just hop up on the
table too."

Kyle pulled his pants down the rest of the way, pulling them off over his
shoes. The doctor admired the young adult, standing in only a t-shirt and
shoes. The teen's hard 16cm cock was standing up out of a thicket of dark
pubes, his purple glans showing halfway out of his foreskin. It was slender
but with a few bumps, overall a very pretty cock.

"Just turn this way, Ben, so Kyle can get behind you. There you go."

Dr. Fletcher stood alongside the boy holding his cheeks apart. Kyle began
to line up the tip of his prick to the little hole.

"Wait! Almost forgot the lube again! Can't have that happening again."

The doctor retrieved the tube again and squeezed out a generous amount
along Kyle's cock shaft. He rubbed his hand up and down the cock, slicking
it up. He even completely pulled back the boy's foreskin and rubbed his
palm around his knob. For most intact guys that have never used lube
before, this is an extremely powerful sensation, not unlike what Kyle was
feeling as he flinched from the intense pleasure.

"That should be all good to go now, Kyle."

Once again Kyle lined up his cock. He pressed the round glans against the
sphincter and pushed with his fingertips. All of a sudden the glans sunk
into the tight hole, causing Kyle and Ben to moan. Even Dr. Fletcher moaned
sympathetically. Though not technically a deflowering, which he lived to
witness, this was still the first time Ben's arsehole had received pleasure
from a cock.

"Now just slowly, go back and forth. Put a little more in as it goes."

Dr. Fletcher had one hand on Ben's arched back and one on Kyle's smooth
arse, gently guiding the motions. Kyle fucked into his brother, gradually
getting deeper and deeper. It hadn't felt anywhere near this good last
night. In fact it had actually hurt him too, but then again he had heard,
and misunderstood, that it's supposed to hurt the first time.

The doctor assisted Kyle for several minutes. Pushing the teen into the
little boy, he started to apply a little more force when he could tell he
was at the boy's internal sphincter.

"Now, Ben's got another hole inside him like the outside one. Just push a
bit harder to get through there."

Kyle grasped his brother's hips and bent over him a bit. He pushed forward
while pulling the boy back to him. The doctor watched the boy's ring of
muscle stretch around the older boy's shaft as it slid through. With a
sudden rush, Kyle pushed all the way in once he was through the second
entrance and into the more capacious colon.

"OH, wow, I can feel him so deep in me, doc!"

"Yep, he's all the way in now, son. Are you ready to be properly fucked
now?"

"Yeah. Kyle, please fuck me now."

"Go ahead, Kyle, fuck your little brother."

Kyle started to pull back out, almost all the way. Once again he pushed
forward. It was becoming easier as the boy stretched to accommodate him. No
doubt the little boy's prostate was getting a thorough rubbing setting the
boy of on a chain of moans of pleasure.

As Kyle fucked his brother, the doctor opened his coat and undid his
pants. Pulling them to his ankles he showed off his big manly 24cm cock. He
grabbed it and started to wank it while watching the boys. It felt good
every time he pulled back his foreskin and exposed his glans to the air.

"Fuck, Finn, you're huge! How big is that paedo cock?"

"Geez, you pick up on the dirty talk once your balls deep in a kid don't
you? It's about nine and half inches, good for all ages," he winked while
frigging himself.

Ben, meanwhile, was experiencing multiple anal orgasms as his brother
fucked into him hard. He wasn't moaning anymore, he just lay with his eyes
tightly shut and his mouth side open. Kyle was picking up speed, really
hammering into the little seven year old. He was practically throwing the
little body into his crotch.

Eager to finish up, Dr. Fletcher reached under the little kid. He found the
impossibly hard, tiny 6cm cocklet and began to stroke. The tight foreskin
formed a little snout as the doctor slid the foreskin back and forth over
the small covered glans.

"Oh-oh-oh, doctor, that feels so good! No one has ever touched me there
before!"

The doctor was wanking himself and the boy as the teen pounded the
kid. Kyle was really hunching into Ben, trying to get deeper.

"Doc...Doc! Something's happening!! Oh-oh-oh....Ahhh!!!"

The little boy screamed as he had his first proper dry orgasm. The doctor
felt his hard little willy pulsing and flexing between his fingers as it
tried in vain to blast out cum. The kiddie cum forced his sphincters to
tighten up on Kyles hard teen cock, squeezing it as it thrust in and out.

"Ohhhhh, fuck! I cumming too, Ben! Oh shit, this is soooo good!"

With a few more extra hard thrusts, Kyle shook as he shot his teen load
deep into the boy's colon. The boy could feel the wetness spreading inside
him as the shots pelted his inner walls.

"Now, just ease out of him gently, Kyle. There you go."

The doctor watched as the teen extracted his still hard cock from the
boy. It was covered in streaks of frothy cum and lube. Ben's arsehole was
still gaping as his brother's cum leaked out a little. The doctor gave it a
quick swipe with his tongue to clean up a little.

Sitting back on his haunches, Kyle looked very satisfied. "God damn, that
was amazing, Finn! So that's what it should feel like all the time?"

"Yeah, and I assume there will be many more times. What do you say, Ben?"

"I think I want that a lot more," the boy said, out of breath, "I want that
feeling again! I want it as much as possible!"

Ben kneeled up as well, showing off his still hard little willy. For the
first time he noticed the doctor was semi-naked and could see the hard,
dripping man cock.

"Wow, doc, you reckon I could take that one too?"

"Jesus, Kyle, that would kill you!" Ben reacted in shock at the little
boy's eruption of libido.

"It's alright, Kyle. Ben, the human rectum and colon are designed to
accommodate and stretch to fit many large things. I can say with experience
it will definitely not kill you!"

"Then can I, doc? Please fuck me, I'm so hard!"

The seven year old was kneeling on the table in front of the doctor, slowly
wanking his hard boy cock. Dr. Fletcher waddled over to a chair and sat
down on it. He held his monstrous boy fucker up and pulled down his thick
foreskin. Ben and Kyle stared with wonder and lust.

"Alright, hop on."

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I realised this chapter was getting a bit long so I'll continue this thread
into the story some more later ;)

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