Disclaimer: The following story is a work of gay fiction although based on non-fictional occurrences. It contains sexual acts between males in high school as well as with males beyond high school age. There are scenes of definite humiliation, some of them graphic. If this subject matter is offensive to you or if you are too young to be reading it, please exit now. You have been warned. This story is the property of the author under U.S. copyright laws, and may not be used elsewhere without written consent. Otherwise enjoy. Any emails or flames expressing outrage will be ignored. Emails expressing interest or wishing further information can be sent to mtnuda@hotmail.com.
Note: All names and locations have been altered to protect the innocent. The state in which the story originally happened - coincidentally - has a legal age of sixteen; the "fictionalized" location does not. Also descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional due to story restraints. You understand you are reading a work of fiction; behave accordingly. Again, do not read this if you're a minor or are offended by gay situations or activities which can be classified as bdsm.
Chapter seven July 13
The next Saturday Jeff and Hank met at the doc's office at ten o'clock sharp. They were a bit surprised to see no receptionist waiting for them this time. They stood around looking at the certificates and things on the walls when the inner door finally opened. It was Doc Kross.
"Gentlemen glad to see you made it."
"What are you doing here? Where's the doc?"
"He is having a very busy day today. He asked that I assist him with you two."
"What? There's gonna be more?"
"Gentlemen if you will accompany me?"
"Don't we need to..."
"What?" Kroos looked back and forth between them.
"If we're gonna do... stuff again... don't you need like... y'know forms-"
"Oh that" Kroos gave them both a steady, deep look "you have both signed release forms, your parents have signed release forms,. even your coach has signed. No I believe we discussed all of this" he looked at Jeff "unless you no longer wish to continue? No longer wish to wrestle?"
Jeff did not even bother answering, but headed for the inner door. The three walked into the hallway but did not continued towards the exam room.
"Shit it's hot back here! You can't affort to pay your bills?"
"The air conditioning broke down yesterday I am sorry to say. We hope to have it fixed shortly. No this way" and directed them further down the hall, down to the secondary "observation" room.
"Shit will you look at this?" Hank took it all in as he spotted the console and then the one-way window "is this where you... where you were watching me from?"
Jeff looked down at the floor and then over at Doc Kross, "yeah, the docs rigged up this one-way mirror. And whoever's in here gets a front row seat of all the action out there. Just your typical doctor's office and live sex show, right doc?"
"So who's the main attraction today doc?"
"No more questions Hank. While you are waiting you are both to get out of your clothes -- all your clothes -- before you... get them all sweaty" and Kroos was already unbuttoning his own shirt.
"Hey doc" Hank was taking it all in watching Kroos unbuttoning his shirt "what's with all the hair? Don't you believe in shaving?"
"You have never seen such a hairy chest?" Kroos pulled his shirt free from his pants and put in in the cabinet. Both Jeff and Hank saw the camera next to the hangers.
"You gotta admit it's not something you see every day" Jeff joined in, hoping to distract Kroos "and Hank here never got a real good look at you... y'know that last time."
"Look all you want" the doc turned from the cabinet watching Hank like a hawk. Hank took a step towards him and let his hand reach out and graze Kroos' chest.
"Shit it don't feel real. It feels like a goddamn ape suit."
"You will have all the time you want later to... discover if it is real, but now both of you! out of your clothes! You are already starting to make puddles on the floor."
Jeff and Hank looked down, afraid they were pissing in their jeans but the doc just chuckled at them. As they threw their shirts on the floor and started to pull their pants off, the door to the main exam room opened and the doc came in and directed someone to the exam table. They both let out a small whoa when they saw the middle-age black guy, big enough to rearrange the whole office if he wanted, standing next to the table, his huge frame dwarfing the doc.
"Who the hell is that? He's fuckin huge! Jeff you seen him before?"
"You are full of questions are you not?" doc Kroos said balancing on one foot removing his pants.
"What are they saying in there? Can't we hear them?"
Doc Kroos finished the other leg of his pants and stood up. The two looked over and saw all Kroos was wearing was a bright white jockstrap. The pouch looked fuller than anything either of them had seen in their locker rooms, and it looked like he was not even hard. This was not what they were expecting. Not by a long shot!
"Now let us see" the doc said, scratching himself and going over the cabinet "no Hank I did not forget. You know we cannot start without this" and took out the camera and set it up.
"Damnit doc c'mon doc - "
"Really doc why you keep doin this to us?
"You both know - "
"No doc we DON'T okay? We don't know shit!" Hank had stopped unbuckling his belt, maybe hoping to call Kroos' bluff. Or at least stall long enough to figure out if this was gonna be as bad as he was fearing.
"Really doc, just once can't we, y'know not have a record of all this shit?
Who's this for already?" but Kroos kept his attention on plugging the camcorder into the power strip and checking the tape.
""C'mon ya gotta tell us!" Jeff was starting to pull his pants back up "you're really screwing us big time here!"
"I assure you again this is strictly for your protection as well as ours and everything is strictly professional."
"Professional my ass!" Hank pointed at Kroos' jock "you call that professional? Can't you just toss the camera just once?"
"That would not be correct."
"Correct? Fuck correct!"
But their doc started the camera and then went to the panel and flipped a switch. All three heard the other room crackle to life:
"Glad you could fit me in today doc."
"No problem Mr. Harrison."
"Shit, that's Will's dad! Man look at him he's fuckin huge!" whispered Jeff nudging Hank, "you ever see him before?"
"Hell no! No wonder Will's getting so damn big. It must be the genes!" Hank was openly gaping through the glass.
"Call me Bo. Hey doc you think you could turn on the air conditioning or something. I'm starting to mess up my shirt here."
"It's broken today, sorry. But why don't you get out of those clothes and put this gown on. It should be cooler" the doc told Bo, and started to rummage through the drawers. When he had everything he needed on the tray he went back to the cabinet and removed a camcorder.
"Y'mind tellin me what that's for?" Bo's hands stopped, his arms frozen in mid-air.
"New insurance procedures Bo. All patients-"
"You shittin me right?"
"No I'm completely serious. New state regulations require both written and visual records maintained of all visits now."
"Why? What for?"
"For the protection of the patient" the doc raised one eyebrow "as well as ours, I must add. Malpractice you understand."
"This real?"
"Very much so. If you don't wish to continue..."
The three in the "observation" room stood and watched Bo hesitate for a split-second then remove his now wet t-shirt and, like it was no big thing, unbuckle his jeans. His huge body-builder chest was already shiny with sweat, the muscles in his shoulders and arms bigger than Will's, bigger than Kroos even! but Jeff and Hank could tell it had been a while since Bo had been in "peak" condition. With his round belly hanging over his waistband he looked almost chubby but those muscles in his upper torso helped keep his bulk in proportion. When he dropped the pants and stood in his briefs his thighs looked like thick twisted logs.
"Man his legs look like my damn waist!" Jeff said still holding onto the waistband of his pants. The sweat from his chest was running down his stomach and starting to discolor the top inch or so. He looked over and Hank was just as much of a mess.
"Hey doc, you don't expect us to just stand here and watch this?"
"You two stay here a moment and do NOT touch anything" Kroos said, throwing a gown over himself and heading out the door.
"Hey doc you want these off too?" asked Bo, holding out the waistband of his briefs.
"Not right now" said doc Reynolds "just get into the gown and get up on the table."
"All the same to you it's too hot for that. I'm just stayin like this" and Bo hopped up on the table. From the other room the two could hear the springs and supports groan and creak. Let's hope he don't break the damn table, they thought.
"Now Bo what brings you in today?"
"Well the usual doc, check the ticker, make sure I don't just fall over one day - especially in this heat!" he smirked at the doc "and I guess check some... some other stuff..."
"What 'other stuff'?"
"Well doc, guess I gotta tell ya but it's...it's kinda embarrassing."
"It's okay I'll do what I can."
"It's just been too long for a check-up y'know and - "
"Anything in particular?"
"Daaaaaang" Bo looked around, then straight at the mirror "it's real personal?"
"Personal how?"
"Like y'know... down below?"
"You mean problems with digestion?"
"Lower doc... like lately the old plumbing ain't working like it should."
"Are you having difficulty urinating?"
"Now and again, but mainly it's" Bo looked away and hesitated "it's y'know... the... bedroom stuff."
"Difficulty with erections?"
"Ah er y'know the whole thing, the johnson here just ain't up to the task and well it's more, the balls just ain't making the juice like they useta."
The doc went over to the clipboard and started to take notes.
"Shit the big stud can't get it up" Hank said.
"Hey it's not funny. But I bet" Jeff looking over at Hank "the doc, well you can just imagine what he's gonna give him. Shit Bo's dad's really gonna get the treatment. Won't that be somethin to make your eyes pop!"
"Glad Will ain't here to see this!"
"Yeah where is he? Wasn't he suppose-t'be here too. Hope he's gone'n bailed out."
"Okay Bo why don't you lie back and we'll get started. I assure you it's nothing to be embarrassed about. How old are you now?"
"Going on 44 doc. Hell maybe I'm just getting to be an old man!"
"Well for someone of your age and excellent shape it's something we need to look at further. Men of your age often have complaints along these lines which are easily treated. Now we need to attach these straps-"
"What are these for? I'm not going to roll off this thing am I?"
"These are the latest in diagnostics-"
"Say what?"
"I hope they're long enough. I don't often get someone of your size here" the doc made a few adjustments but finally was able to get the straps to stretch over his massive upper arms and barrel chest.
"These are diagnostic electrodes. They are constantly taking measurements of your vital signs."
"Y'mean like blood pressure cuffs?"
"Yes, and much more. In addition to blood pressure, they track heart rate, respiration, thermography, skin conductivity-"
"So if I'm lyin you're gonna tell" Bo said, a deep laugh from his belly.
"So Bo, you better tell me where that bootleg whiskey is you've been hiding now" the doc looked menacingly at Bo and then cracked a smile. Bo's shocked expression cracked and he also started to laugh "almost had me there Doc."
"So Bo your height?"
"Six two doc."
"And weight?"
"Ah er two fifty."
Doc looked over at the display, "you want to try again?"
"Jeez, doc is this a lie detector for real?"
Doc laughed, "hell no. There's a scale built into the table but it only goes to two seventy. And it's at two seventy."
"Okay, maybe two eighty-"
"The needle's in the red-"
"Shit okay maybe I been hittin three."
"Well we may want to get you on a weight regimen."
"I already lift weights" Bo grunted and tried to make a muscle but the straps held his arms.
"Yes that's quite obvious" the doc said looking at the straps nervously "just how big are those sledgehammers?"
"One guy measured them at twenty-one and a half but that was in the gym after a really mean arm routine. Now? I don't know."
"Maybe we'll do some measuring later. But right now we need to continue with the exam and then see what the main problem is."
"Sure doc. What do I gotta do?"
"Well if you don't mind I got to remove these" the doc said indicating his soaked briefs "and take a good look."
"Sure thing doc, I ain't bashful."
"Shit the doc is suddenly a whole lot more polite ain't he?" said Jeff watching closely not looking at Hank.
"Guess he gotta be a bit more cautious when the victim's as big as that! Man look at those arms! I'd kill for arms like that" and Hank was absent-mindedly starting his hand towards his crotch. He let it move to his cock when he saw the doc reach for Bo's briefs.
"We have to get these off, now if you could raise your hips" and Bo obliged as the doc pulled and strained and the briefs finally were tugged down past his butt. Bo's large uncircumsized cock and two low-hangers were finally exposed.
"Whew, it feels good to get some air down there. Thought they were gonna get parboiled for sure."
The doc went back to tugging the briefs past the massive thighs and finally down the legs and off. Once Bo was naked the doc continued with the exam, checking the readings from the straps as well as "standard" measurements using old-fashined devices like stethescopes and such. The doc checked and proded, tapped and poked, starting on his third page of notes. He was just about to start on the area below Bo's waist when there was a knock at the door, "Sorry doc..."
"Sorry Bo, my assistant Dr. Kroos."
"Hey doc" Bo said trying to turn his head "sorry I can't shake hands right now."
"Doc a moment" and the doc went out to the door leaving Bo strapped and naked, the sweat pouring off him.
"Yes Joe."
"Sorry to bother you but the repairman is here. He needs to get into the room."
"I see" and the doc went back to the table "Bo we have a bit of a problem. We will have to reschedule your exam so the repairman can get in here to fix the equipment."
"Gee doc I won't be free for a couple of weeks and I was hopin-"
"But the repairman needs to get in here. I'm sure you don't want-"
"Shit doc" Bo turned his head from side to side, clearing his throat "I guess it's no big thing y'know? and I really need you t'check me out today... so hell... I don't care. If it means I get this fixed today then hell, let him come in I'm too old to be shy about much of anythin anymore."
"You're quite sure?"
"Yeah let's finish this up I only got another hour."
"Very well" and the doc went back to the door "Dr. Kroos, let him come in."
The door opened and a guy in his late twenties came in, medium build and dark moustache. His uniform was clean but his very large and very dirty hands were something else. As soon as he saw Bo on the table he stopped dead in his tracks and started backing towards the door.
"Sorry doc. The other doc said I can come in but I - I m-m-mean I'll come back-"
"No don't leave. You can feel how bad it is in here and you can understand we are in a hurry to get it repaired before any more patients pass out, right?"
"Buddy just hurry up will ya" Bo turned his head trying to see who it was "get that damn thing working before I get heatstroke here."
"Yeah but doc your patient-"
"Someone you don't want to get angry, isn't he?"
"Shit man last time I saw a build like yours was pay-per-view! You sure you don't want me to come back later?"
"Hell no" said Bo trying to turn his head again "just fix the damn thing I don't give a fuck."
"Hell, no way I'm gonna argue with someone your size" and the guy grabbed his toolbox and headed to the back of the room.
"I bet the doc set this whole thing up" Jeff looked at Hank. Hank nodded and tried to cover the front of his jeans.
"There's no way on earth he's gonna do that sex shit now, not with that repair guy right there in the same room" said Hank looking down at himself, frowning, "Looks like whatever their plans were just got cancelled, and I can't say I'm disappointed. I'm gonna go find that Kroos guy and tell him we're leaving."
Hank adjusted himself as best he could and went out to the reception room. He walked through the door to find a very nervous Will pacing the room.
"What the hell'r y'doing here?" from both of them simultaneously.
"I was just starting but the doc left and I was getting ready to leave."
"How long you been here?" asked Will looking at his half-dressed condition.
"About fifteen minutes."
"So doc didn't have time to start, yknow... that shit?"
"Not today something kinda came up."
"Up? as in no air conditioning?" said Will pulling his shirt away from his chest with a sticking noise.
"Yeah that too."
"Well then I'm getting the hell outa this sweatshop" and started to grab his bag to leave. The inner door opened and doc Kroos came in, still wearing the flimsy gown over his jockstrap.
"Who the fuck are you?" Will was trying hard not to let his gaze take in what what standing in front of him. Will came to the conclusion fast he could not take this dude.
"This is Doc Kroos, doc's assistant."
"Trying to stay cool doc?" Will almost smirked, looking at how he was dressed, "well I'm outa here."
"Just a minute Will, you still have an appointment."
"Hank said it's cancelled with your equipment broke and all."
"That's being fixed. Now if you come with me" Will and Hank looked at each other, "BOTH of you."
"Hey doc another time."
"Now, Will. You know the consequences."
"Okay but no way in hell I ain't doin that queer shit this time."
"Will NOW!" and he firmly led him by the arm through the door. Will knew he was outmuscled by more than a few pounds and was too hot and miserable to start a fight. He let himself be directed down the hall but stopped when they started heading the wrong way. He gave Hank a nasty look when they continued to the second door and went in.
"Walker not you too!" Will yelled coming into the room, "the whole team here this time?"
"Just us" but then Will turned around from Jeff to the wall with the window "SHIT!"
"Yeah Will-"
"That's my fuckin old man!"
"Will you will get out of those clothes. Now! before you overheat" Kroos said closing the door "and we will get started."
"Daaaaamn, does he know I'm - I mean - we- I mean this is here?"
"I don't think so" said Hank getting back into the room and grabbing a towel from the stack in the corner, far from the camera hoping to distract Will "this room is kinda not well known and well... soundproof."
"You guys been just standing here watching my old man get buck-ass naked? That's the sickest shit I ever heard of."
"Like we got a big choice here" Hank said before Jeff could speak "and hey y'gotta admit your old man is one impressive dude. Like you. Only bigger!"
"Yeah he's a real fuckin King Kong. A big flabby gross King Kong!" Will looked around ignoring half of what he saw "but damn if I'm gonna stick around while he does his -- while you do your thing with him-"
"Will as I said you need to get out of those clothes. Now!" Kroos was rummaging in the drawer then looking back at him not budging "NOW!"
"Or else I-"
"Or else you do not wrestle. You know the drill. Now the clothes if you do not mind?"
"Yeaaaah well I mind! I mind like hell" but Will pulled the shirt over his head and sat down for the shoes and socks. He looked over and finally saw the camera, "Shit not that mutherfucker again!"
"Will, the pants if you please" Kroos returned with some wires and electrodes. Jeff recognized them and was glad it was not his turn today.
"What are those for?"
"Just stand there" Kroos started positioning him so he was facing the window "and do not move." The doc placed first one and then the other on Will's nipples. After the initial surprise, Will bit his lip and closed his eyes. He opened them to see the doc adjusting dials on a machine and started to feel the vibrating tingling on his tits.
"Shit doc that ain't fuckin fair!"
"Just stand still" and Kroos went back to the console, adjusting knobs and flipping switches. He looked at Hank then at Will's shorts. Hank stood there like a statue. When Kroos was about to say what he thought he might say, Hank went over to Will and started to wrestle down Will's shorts. After a brief struggle Will stood naked and wired.
"So help me man if I find out he can see in here, wrestling or no wrestling, I'm gonna -"
"Well doc" said Jeff from across the room "looks like you're through with us for today."
"And as for you two" said Kroos, again rummaging in the drawer and removing a tube of gel "you two stand next to Will here. And why you are both in those pants confounds me! Strip! Now!"
Hank looked at Jeff and shrugged then dropped his pants and shorts at the same time. At this point his half-hard was the least of his worries. But he did make a point of looking away when Jeff eventually did the same.
"Jeff I need for you to put this much" Kroos squeezed out a half-inch dollop of the green stuff "on the underside of your penis but not under the foreskin."
Hank stood there and watched as Jeff dabbed the gel along the underside of his cock, seeing it swell to full hard with the least effort. He caught Will's eye taking it all in. He turned to Kroos and held out his hand "hell I guess I'm next right?"
"No you are a control today" Kroos rummaged again and produced more electrodes. Before either one could react, both Hank and Jeff were having their genitals hooked up to a different machine. A leather strap with metal contacts was wrapped around the base of each of their cocks, with two loose electrodes attached to the underside of their scrotums.
"Now this is how it works today. Unlike the last time there will be no... 'intrusive' procedures. Nothing 'unusual'. You three are simply to stand and watch the procedures in the other room" Kroos went back to the console and adjusted a few dials "and to make sure you do not find the viewing so stimulating you are tempted to masturbate..." he produced three pieces of fabric that looked like cotton belts, "hands behind your backs gentlemen-"
"Thanks doc I can handle this myself."
"I am sure you can Will but these are the rules today."
"That's it doc?" said Jeff starting to feel a slight tingling in his crotch "we're gonna get off easy" he whispered to Hank.
"You could say that again" Hank whispered back, feeling a slow prickling start under his balls and before he had a chance to scratch, Kroos had secured his arms behind him, tight enough so he could not wiggle free.
At the same time the doc was adjusting a separate dial for the current to Will's electrodes and sure enough Will was twisting and struggling, doing everything he could to prevent it but the stimulation of his nipples was causing his cock to swell and throb.
"C'mon doc this ain't fair!" and then seeing Hank's and Jeff's cock "not in front of them again. Not watching the old man."
Hank had to admit part of him was enjoying watching Will's cock rise to its full height, and he almost enjoyed feeling the tingles start, his own cock throbbing in time to the stimulation coming from the contacts on the leather cockring. He saw the doc reach over and take some gel from the tube and apply it to Will's now fully hard dick.
"Hey doc what about Hank? How come he don't get the lube?" Jeff asked watching doc's slow stroking of Will's cock "how come I haveta-"
"Oh gentlemen" Kroos said, his jockstrap starting to dampen the front of his gown, "just one more thing. The first one to reach orgasm then must deliver his specimen to the doc in there" he said indicating the other room where Will's dad continued to be strapped down while doc Reynolds went about gathering supplies from various drawers.
"No way doc I'm goin in there when my dad's here! are you fuckin nuts?" said Will trying to shake some of the goo off his cock.
"Well then you should have no problem. After all you are watching your own father, that should not be sexually arousing correct?" and Kroos positioned himself behind Will so he could not back up and then reached around to Will's cock, reapplying more of the green gel to the head this time.
Hank could feel himself swelling fuller and fuller, unlike anything he ever experienced before, his eyes shifting to Jeff's cock, also larger than he remembered. He knew how much the stimulation was getting to him and could not imagine how it must be for Jeff, having to deal with the electrodes and the gel both. It looked like the doc was setting him up as well as Will but...
The four now settled down and got real quiet. Will especially was doing all he could to stand motionless, his cock hanging over the console, trying to keep it from rubbing the surface, at the same time not moving his hips, trying his best to keep from pressing his naked butt back into Kroos' front.
He was caught in a deadly vice; if he looked away from the show going on in the other room he could help but glance at his two teammates, standing and watching his dad and getting full boned doing it. No matter what he did he was fucked!
As the four watched, the doc had finished collecting several items and went back to Bo who was covered in sweat.
"Sure you don't mind this Bo? We don't have to-"
"Doc I just want to get this fixed up y'know what I'm sayin here, and hell ain't no big thing with somebody else AS LONG AS HE FIXES THE MUTHERFUCKER!!!" Bo bellowed out trying to see who it was behind him "AS LONG AS HE GETS FUCKIN MOVIN!" yelling behind him trying to hear the guy's voice again and maybe figure out if he could recognize it. All he heard was a "yyuuuhhh" grunted from behind him but nothing else.
"Well then let's begin." said the doc slipping into a glove and starting to apply some gel to the fingers "this may hurt at first-"
"Just do what y'gotta do doc" Bo laid back and closed his eyes, lifting his legs suspecting what was coming. He was not surprised to feel a finger probing his butt. The first finger slipped in very easily and then the second, which also met with little resistance.
"You are remarkably relaxed Bo" said the doc inserting a third finger.
"I'm just used to pain doc" Bo grunted looking down at the doc probing his ass "you don't get this big if yer afraid of a little pain."
The doc continued and inserted a fourth finger and still felt little resistance. When they were all the way in he probed and finally bumped against a very hard and very large prostate.
"Well I seem to have a good idea what the problem could be."
"What's that?"
"You ever had a prostate exam before?"
"Prostate? What's that?"
"This knob down here. It's between your bladder and your urethra - where your urine and semen go through - and when you get older it can get enlarged and start to cause problems."
"Is that what's wrong with me?"
"May be. It would explain some of your symptoms."
"Shit my old man can't get it up" Will grunted out loud, knowing that would definitely kill his hardon for sure "am I gonna give him shit about this! I can't wait to lay into that asshole after all the shit he gives me!" but still he felt the buzzing on his nipples and it was going straight to his cock. Jeff and Hank started a slow rocking motion, their cocks now bobbing in time to the pulses coming from those damn electrodes.
"So can y'help me doc?" Bo looked down at his crotch.
"First we need to see how enlarged it really has gotten" said the doc removing his fingers. Now it appeared to them the doc was going to continue with a complete examination, completely respectable and legitimate. He went back to the drawer and removed a metal probe.
"This may hurt a little but we need to do a proctoscopy and see what's going on in there."
Bo just grunted and relaxed still trying to get an idea of who was watching all of this. He knew that if any of this got around town he had only one visit to make. And that guy from the repair service would regret it for a very long time. He did not have to wait long before he felt a very cold -- or so it seemed -- metal knob start to poke at his asshole.
"This may hurt-"
"Just do it doc" and he felt the greased metal start to push into him. His first instinct was to clamp down and squeeze it out but once it became warm his ass muscles started to relax and he felt it start to ease in. It felt like the biggest shit he ever took but backwards. Then he felt it hit something.
"Fuck!" he lurched upwards.
"Sorry this may be uncomfortable, but that sensation you feel is the probe making contact with your prostate" doc said turning on the screen. Bo tried to look but from his angle all he saw was something that looked like the inside of a balloon with some veins here and there. This "prostate thing" may have been a pinker area to the right but he couldn't make it out. He looked from the screen and then over to the main camcorder and said,
"Gee doc you got all kinds of pictures of me going. Inside and outside" he lay back feeling the probe bumping against something inside him again. It didn't feel bad. At least not until the doc started to withdraw it.
"Hey doc we're finished now right?"
"Well as the scope indicates you have a rather enlarged prostate. It would be a good idea to get some of the swelling down as soon as possible" he said, putting the probe back on the tray and fishing something else out of the drawer.
"Hey Will you see that? You see what the doc got there? Tell me that don't look familiar" Hank sputtered, watching the doc pulled out a large black rubber dildo "looks like you got a twin."
"Look again Hank" said doc Kroos readjusting the current to Will's nipples.
Will took in a deep breath as the increased vibrations started to make little drops of goop drip from his cock.
"Shit man" said Hank leaning in close to the window "that can't be!"
Jeff figured it our real fast and looked at the doc.
"Yes Will" Kroos said returning to pressing his front against Will's backside "when we filmed you last we were able to get a good image and make a rendering from it. Very life-like is it not?"
"It's just like-" Jeff started.
"Yes it's just like" Kroos gave Jeff a sharp look "WILL's cock no?"
Jeff kept quiet thinking about the dildo of his cock in Hank's ass that morning and started to feel the precum drip from his dick. Hank was watching him almost as much as Bo, which made Jeff all the hornier.
"What y'got there doc?" Bo asked trying to look down between his legs to see what the doc was now bringing up to his butt.
"Something that should help the swelling I think" and the doc greased up the dildo of Will's dick accurate down to the last vein but a dark brown where Will's was actually a reddish purple "now relax while I-" and the head slid in.
After a few pushes it started to hit home.
"Daaaaaamn...I think.... I'm feelin... damn you hit that... that thing again doc" Bo moaned, his head back eyes shut tight. And the doc continued to probe with the rubber log knowing that if he did it right, sure enough, he looked down and started to see some of the wrinkles coming out of Bo's dick. And his balls were starting to tighten up a bit.
"If this hurts-"
"No... doc... I...can...take...it" he said between each thrust and his dick started to lengthen against his hip.
"Well it seems you are tolerating the discomfort very well" doc said putting his other hand beneath the now-tight balls.
"Shit doc no way I can't be..." he looked down at his crotch "am I...?"
"Shit I don't wanna see this! Shit my old man getting a bone..." Will was trying to look away.
"And with your dick up his butt" said Hank more amazed than teasing "and you gettin t'stand here and watch the whole fuckin thing!"
"Shuttup Jenkins!"
"Boys, remember the first one who accidentally ejaculates..." Kroos said, his crotch pressing against Will's cheeks. Jeff looked over and could see Kroos' gown pulled to the side, and the head of his now dangerously erect cock stretching the wet fabric of the jockstrap to one side. After a couple of slow rubs the head finally poked out. Jeff nudged Hank and indicated the action next to him and signaled: don't-say-anything. Will started to protest but the doc took his other hand and put it on one of Will's wired nipples. Kroos' cockhead, now free of the foreskin and shiny-wet started to rub up and down Will's crack.
"Shit doc y'crazy or somethin?" Will tried to turn "y'can't be doin that shit! This ain't right!"
"Well if you do not want to stay that is up to you" Kroos released the pressure against Will by an inch or two "no one is forcing you to stay. You must decide..."
"But y'know if I -"
Suddenly they all head a deep HARROOOOMMMMM as a fan somewhere kicked in. After a few seconds they felt a faint movement of air over their wet flesh.
"Yeaaaaahhhhhhh" came from deep inside Bo's chest as his dick gave a hard throb and the head started to push through the foreskin, finally sliding free. Again and again the doc pushed the dildo deep into him. He reached over and with his other hand picked up a glob of gel from the table and started to spread it up and down Bo's now fully hard cock.
"Shit doc I ain't never felt anything like that. I thought I was out of commission down there" feeling his cock head break free from the foreskin as the doc skinned it back again and again.
"Looks like it's working just fine Bo" said the doc "but we better make sure your sperm count hasn't fallen too much."
"You don't mean... you ain't sayin you're gonna go and jack me off doc?"
"Think you could produce some semen for me Bo?"
Bo tried to look around, hoping that repair guy was finishing and leaving real soon. But the feelings coming from his cock as well as deep inside his hole were taking over.
"Like I said doc" he leaned back and closed his eyes, the sensations getting very intense, and whispered real soft "it ain't been working right for a while now."
"Well you just relax and we'll-" but they both stopped when they heard a "aahhheeemmm" come from behind Bo. The service man said to Bo's cock,
"Doc I'm all finished here I better leave."
"I need to get a specimen container from the other room" the doc said looking down at the repairman's pants and seeing the front a bit full "but I can't let this device slip out of the patient here."
"I don't know doc..."
"All you need to do is hold it in place."
"Gee doc" he said his eyes never leaving Bo's dick.
"Put on these gloves and I'll be back momentarily" the doc placed two gloves on the table and left the room. The gloves lay there almost screaming at the guy. But he was too busy hearing the blood pumping into his crotch, his eyes torn between those loud gloves and that louder log throbbing in time to his own.
The repair man looked down at the big man strapped to the table in front of him, totally at his mercy. His own dick was now painful in his pants, stretching the front like all hell. After a brief moment of indecision he picked up the gloves and looked at the rippling black muscles all the way up to Bo's face.
"Dude... I don't know... you sure about this?"
"Yeah man just do it!"
So the guy reached under Bo's thigh and found the end of the dildo. He was more than surprised to feel how it was shaped like a big old plastic scrotum! He grabbed it and started pushing it deeper into Bo's stretched rectum. Bo's eyes squeezed tight and his dick throbbed once and a glob of precum spilled out onto his stomach. The repairman did a quick look-round, and somehow oblivious to the camcorder, unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock. It was very thin and very long with a very bright blue head.
He reached over to the grease on the table and started to rub it on himself. He was started to get a rhythm going when Bo said "go on man, my cock..."
And without another word the guy moved his hand from his own greased cock to Bo's swollen head, easily twice the size. When Bo felt the hand, he let go with another glob of precum. The guy started to slide the foreskin back and forth a couple of times and then went back to stroking himself.
"Man don't stop, I think my dick's on fire or somethin. Just keep your hand on it."
The guy looked around, and took Bo's comment as a green light to play with his equipment. With his one hand furiously jacking his own cock he started to go crazy rubbing his other all over Bo's balls and thighs and looking carefully at Bo's expression. Seeing Bo's eyes shut, the guy started speeding up his hand on Bo's cock and looking around again, slowing bent forward and put his mouth on Bo's dick. Bo let out a loud grunt.
Will squeezed his eyes shut not wanting to see this! seeing his dad getting a fucking blowjob but it was too late. The tingles took over and his nipples sent a rush right to his cock and as Kroos' crotch slammed into his butt one more time a large shot of cum pumped out of Will's cock and hit the console. Then another and another hands-free orgasm as Will fell forward but the doc held him up. When he finally slumped forward the doc's hard shiny cock came out from between his cheeks, looking very red and very shiny. Hank and Jeff both looked at it and then at each other.
The doc lifted Will from where he lay like a limp rag doll.
"You know the rules. And what comes next" Kroos undid the nipple clamps and scooped some of Will's spilled cum into a plastic jar. Will was too weak to resist as Kroos, his cock completely free of his jockstrap, directed him toward the door.
Jeff and Hank watched in horror as Will was half-led and half-carried out of the room. They waited a few seconds dreading what was coming. But the other door did not open.
"Man will you look at that!" Jeff said "Will's dad is getting the blow-job of his life from that guy!"
As they watched Bo gave a loud scream and started throwing his massive hips off the table. The first spasm caused the guy to gag as Bo's log thrust too far up into his throat. The guy started retching as shot after shot came out of the bright purple head. It was the thickest cum they had ever seen, almost like peanut butter, and it wouldn't stop. Even though it looked like that guy was dying, his hand continued to pump the last of it out of Bo and then he straightened up, and before another second passed was spilling his own cum onto the floor in front of him.
When Bo was finally able to lean forward and look down, the guy was gone. But what he saw at his crotch made him do a double-take. His still very hard cock was throbbing in time to his racing heartbeat but his entire lower torso was covered in a thousand puddles of thick white cum, some in hard deep puddles and some running down his sides. Then just as he felt something start to slide out of his butt, the door opened!
"Who's there?" Bo panicked seeing his state.
"It looks like I was almost too late with this" doc said and started to scoop up as much of the thick ropy cum as he could, taking his time to work it free of Bo's pubes. When he filled the container he reached under Bo's leg and carefully pulled out the last half of the dildo.
"That was in my ASS?? That whole thing was in my ASS?" Bo said looking at it in shock, "damn if it don't look like my own damn dick!"
"No but it's almost as big as this here" doc said putting it up along side Bo's softening monster, comparing the two. He grabbed it, squeezing the last drop of cum from the tip.
"Geez, doc, don't or I'll start up again. And just this morning I thought I'd never get the fella hard again."
"Why's that again?"
"Well remember, that's why I came in to see you doc" and at that moment Kroos entered the room,
"So how's our patient?"