Endomorphs

"I am Hot for Endomorphs, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Historical

A moment later the doorway was filled with a lanky, skinny, exceptionally tall lad with hairy legs a mile long and fuzzy chest.

"Doctor,Sir. I am Harry, desirous to join the Grenadiers."

He was the epitome of a Ectomorphic body. It was not my favorite but his ingratiating manner and large physical presence made me receptive.

I decided to give him the interview which was not required but might prove interesting.

He sat down on the white rolling stool responding to my hand gesture. It was almost comical to see his bone knees up almost to his ears from the low sitting posture.

"Your name candidate, " I almost demanding, trying to set my position of authority.

"You may call me Harry, I respond well to that name."

What was this? Was I getting flirted with? I hoped so, though I must be careful not to allow him the superior control of me.

"Harry, please remove that small towel you are holding around your waist so that I might examine your equipment."

He stood up, though it was not necessary and lifted one foot to slide off his knotted towel and to balance himself he rested a hand on my shoulder. This gesture was unexpected and his closeness provided me with a whiff of a lovely male sexual odor.

"Doctor," he murmured close to my ear, his breath causing my prick to rise, "You are unexpectedly handsome. I am an artist and I would greater wish to draw you...naked."

Now I was in full erection. Those bloody thin pants gave me away. I busied myself in continuing the examination. I reached down and lifted his long hairy cock. It immediately became rigid in my hand.

"I see you have a very tight foreskin. It must be difficult to retract. I can easily fix that by making a slight slit. Would you wish that. It is the only thing that stands between you and your passing the physical."

He turned white and shook a bit.

"Oh dear Doctor, I am terrified someone cutting my long organ which has been praised by many men."

"I can see why, it is long and slim and perfect for bum rubbing."

Now he was in full hard excitement and his face was scarlet with embarrassment. How adorable and how it was making me deep in sexual desire.

"No need to have fear. I can just moisten this cotton wool with a solution and if you breathe it in a bit you will fall into a natural sleep for a few minutes, long enough to cure your minor condition."

"Dear sweet, lovely looking doctor, I do trust you. Please proceed."

I asked him to stand before me and reached to the table behind me and took the bottle of chloroform in one hand and with the other hand I extracted a large puff of cotton wool. I turned the bottle on it side and poured out a small amount of the elixir. I am very susceptible to its effects having tested myself. Even one sniff sends me off to a deep dreamland.

I averted my head to be sure no vapors reached me. As I lifted my hand to his nose level preparatory to pressing the wad on it, he grabbed my hand in a strong grip and pushed the cotton toward my nose and held it there firmly.

"Oh you beauty," he purred. I can see your beautiful gray eyes going to sleep. Fall against my bare chest and sail away."

Just as I was losing consciousness I felt his wide lips fasten on mine and pressing hard I felt as if I was falling into the kiss.

Then I slightly awoke. I was caught in a twilight of anesthesia. I couldn't see but I could feel him deftly remove my lab jacket and then he untied the string on my trousers and pulled them off over my shoes.

Gently he pushed me onto the examining table. "Now baby beauty, lift those exquisite legs and expose your heavenly hole to me."

I felt my anis ring stiffen in desire and then it pulsed in and out. He saw it. He knew he had me.

"Oh, oh, how it wants my prick. How you want my prick. Tell me. I knew I am naughty but I love to be wanted."

In a blurry voice I responded. "You tall prick-shape boy, I shall die here if you do not quench my sex hunger."

"Oh yes, I am so generous, especially to you girly doctor. Your cunt will be happy in a moment."

Even though I was half unconscious I did stiffen at his insulting tone. I was no girly man, I had excelled at all sports at school including boxing. But in a moment the head of his cock was rubbing my fevered ass lips and I murmured helplessly, "Fuck me Harry like I was your bitch."

He laughed long and merrily. "Oh boy doc I will happily oblige for you are the prettiest lad I have ever fucked." So saying he pushed forward so that his shaft entered my hot hole one third of its length. I moaned in pleasure.

"Oh you are a whore Mary Jane. Nod it you want me to enter fully, otherwise we shall stay this way."

I nodded vigorously and even put a hand on that place above his arse that was fuzzy and sweaty and pulled him forward.

"You are so anxious girl. Stop fussing and just let me jiggle joggle you."

His pick slowly moved inward and the thicker part rubbed insinuatingly against that magic spot inside that I knew so well. He was a master at angling his entry and withdrawal so that it was greatly stimulated with each thrust.

I was vocalizing like an operatic tenor. It was humiliating when he chuckled at me but I couldn't help it. His technique was overwhelming. His insistent rub on my prostate was sending waves of ecstasy throughout my body. I was sweating heavily and it enabled him to slide his length body over mine that increased the fuck. Now his prick was inside and his prick-like body out side. I was fast reaching the point of bearable impending orgasm, but it was not within my reach. I was marooned at the top of a mountain but could not roll down.

In desperation I reached my hand between his legs and grasped his hanging .ball sac. I squeezed and pulled the full swollen balls. He bellowed like a cow stuck in a fence.

"You bastard. I had hoped to make you die from too much emotion but you have done me in. I can never stop my orgasm when my balls are touched."

Now his speech ended in a strangled sound as he began to go into an automatic, uncontrollable fuck motion. My own eyes closed tightly as a fearsome ejaculation was gathering in my loins.

"Oh, oh." I uttered fearfully.

"Oh it is upon me," he moaned and I felt his prong elongate and a rush of his essence rush against my arse hole walls.

Whilst he was stiff in the throes of cum (as they say in the streets) my own body was responding to his delicious agony and my knees lifted and I cried out in a high voice, "It's here. I can't stop is."

The two of us clung together as we tumbled into our emissions and flooded the area with male milk. The odor was sweet as perfume. His eyes above me opened and he smiled with his full lips.

"A kiss perhaps, pretty doctor?"

I pursed my own lips in reply and he sank down and enveloped me in warmth until we both were breathless.

"Do I pass the test?"

"I can swear an oath that you are outstandingly heathy and able to withstand the rigors of the life of a guardsman, now so I clean up."

As soon as the door closed I availed myself of the china sink and cistern of water that was available by a mere turn of the tap. Oh that such a device might be in every home.

When I was fully clean and dressed I advised the sergeant that I was going to the local pub and would return within the hour for the next patient.

End Part Two