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Nick and Kevin Play Doctor
“Well, this is it Nick,” Kevin
pronounced, his hand sweeping in gesture around the inside of the structure.
He locked the door behind them. “Hey, this is a big building,
Kev,” Nick declared, scanning quickly around the spacious interior.
“This’ll make a great studio!” “I think so, too. There’s a
lot of interior work to do, but it’s a good structure, and the price
and the location were just right. It will be nice to have a studio on
this end of the country, another place that we can use, but sell studio
time when we aren’t around. We should be able to pay at least half the
overhead just like that,” Kevin snapped his manicured fingers. “So, this was a doctor’s office?”
Nick questioned, snooping in closets and cupboards for anything medical,
then peeking through the door to the next hallway. “Yeah. You wanna guess what
kind of doctor?” Kevin asked innocently, holding the door so they could
both pass through. Nick looked into each exam
room they shuffled down the corridor. There was an occasional odd chair
or metal cabinet left behind, but most of the rooms were empty. Then
he saw it… “No way!” “Yes, way!” Kevin smiled at
Nick’s reaction. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned
against the doorway to watch the excited boy. Nick walked in the room
and over to the medium green, vinyl, exam table. He put his hands on
the metal stirrups peeking out from under the padded surface of the
table. “Damn, I’d like this job, Kevin,
all those naked girls with their feet up in the air and their legs held
wide open, and you’re supposed to look at ‘em and put your fingers
inside ‘em…” “Mmm, nice thought,” Kevin
mused, having walked up directly behind Nick. Nick turned and practically
ran his nose into Kevin’s. Kevin trapped him tightly against his body,
and began the short journey to Nick’s mouth. Nick’s lips parted obediently,
certain that Kevin would want entrance. He would never deny Kevin entrance
of any kind. It was a steamy kiss. Kevin finished with a gentle closure of his lips over Nick’s. Their eyes opened reluctantly and met. “Wow…” Nick exhaled, his eyes
traveling from Kevin’s eyes to his glistening lips and back. His usual
childlike energy and wandering attention were now wholly and unshakably
focused on this man. “Mm, that was nice, wasn’t it?” Kevin said. His hand came up, his sensitive fingertips brushing over Nick’s lips. Nick’s eyes closed, his lips parted slightly; his head moved dreamily, subtly, side to side, urging Kevin’s fingers back and forth over his mouth. “You know,” Kevin began, “I
have a wonderful idea.” Nick was still relishing Kevin’s
attentive fingers. “I’d like to have you up on
that table, Nicky…” Kevin took his hand away to
let his words sink in. Nick’s head stilled and his eyelids lifted. “Huh?” Nick half-questioned,
half-stated, as he awoke from his hypnotic state. Kevin turned Nick around to
face the table. He took Nick’s hands in his, holding one around the
front of Nick’s waist; the other he brought behind Nick, between their
bodies, and placed it on his awakening cock. As he moved Nick’s hand
firmly over his bulging jeans, he spoke softly in his ear. “I want you on your back, Nick,
with your feet in those stirrups…your knees wide apart…” Nick leaned his upper body
against Kevin’s chest; he strained to get his ear as close to Kevin’s
mouth as possible, to the warm breath that tickled, to the voice that
vibrated so sensuously. Kevin slipped Nick’s hand from
his waist down to his own equally anxious crotch. “I want to fuck you on that
table, baby…” Kevin closed his mouth over Nick’s ear, as if to keep
the words in there as long as possible. “Uhh...Kevin…”
Nick whimpered, panting instantly. “Ohh, you like that idea, don’t
you? You want me to take you on that table, Nick, don’t you?” “Yes…yes…” Kevin released Nick’s hands. “Turn to me,” Kevin urged.
Nick turned to face Kevin, his craving for Kevin’s sexuality deep-rooted
in his eyes. Kevin reached for the bottom
of Nick’s Tee shirt, and worked it out of his pants. Nick raised his
arms as Kevin rid him of the clothing. He removed Nick’s shoes and socks
next. As Kevin stood again, his hands went to Nick’s belt. He worked
the nicely worn leather free from the loops and buckle, then sharply
brought the zipper down. Without a second’s hesitation, he spread the
pants open, grasped the sides just below the hips, and jerked. Kevin
had them off so stunningly fast, that the gasp that left Nick’s lips
was still in the air as his bare feet touched back down on the cold
vinyl floor. Kevin stood and placed his
fingers inside the waistband of Nick’s boxers. Nick was beautifully
flushed over his chest and face, his breathing open-mouthed. He looked
for a place to put his anxious hands, finally choosing Kevin’s neck,
one hand grasping the other in the back to keep it still. “You’re so sexy when you’re
excited, did you know that?” Kevin cooed. He moved his fingers back
and forth between fabric and skin, dipping them further inside, being
careful not to touch Nick’s penis – not yet. Nick was getting agitated,
moving his hips…he wanted the shorts off. Kevin lowered them a bit,
working them front to back. He withdrew his fingers. “Nooo!” Nick protested, his
_expression pained. “Oh, you want me to do something
more here?” Kevin queried, returning to the undergarment. He moved the
waistband down further, pulling it out to avoid getting it caught on
Nick’s erection. Cool air signaled Nick’s exposure. Kevin slid the fabric
slowly over Nick’s buttocks, stopping again about half way down, exposing
quite a bit of Nick’s engorged penis and butt. Kevin kept his fingers
moving inside the waistband, stimulating the sensitive skin. “God, Kevin…please take
them off…please…” Nick almost sobbed he was so desperately aroused. Kevin put his lips to Nick’s
as he slid both hands inside the boxers, down over Nick’s cheeks, cupping
them firmly in warm hands. Nick whimpered and moaned, fighting not to
break the kiss. Kevin finally bared Nick’s buttocks, pushing his hands,
and the undergarment, to Nick’s thighs. “MMMPH!” Nick practically yelled
into Kevin’s mouth. Kevin broke the kiss and bent to strip Nick’s body
of the bothersome shorts. “Kevin…please don’t
tease me so much…” Nick whined, then resumed panting vigorously. “Oh, but Nick…you know how
much better it makes everything. Have I ever let you down? Ever disappointed
you? Hm?” “No, but…” “Shhh…then let me take care
of you now, okay? My way.” Nick nodded. Kevin stepped
an arm’s length away from Nick, and simply stared at the nude male body
in front of him. His deliberate, roving eyes burned through Nick, causing
him to both cringe and tingle at the same time. He loved it when Kevin
undressed him first. Being totally naked, completely exposed, while
Kevin remained clothed, was exciting as hell. It made him feel so vulnerable,
so…naughty. And Kevin knew it… “Mmm, I love getting you naked…I
love to look at you and touch you. You’re beautiful, you know…breathtaking,
actually.” Kevin stepped closer and touched.
Everywhere. His hands roamed and explored, stroked and massaged, cupped
and fondled. Nick clung again to Kevin’s neck, writhing, whimpering,
so acutely aware of his nakedness, so impossibly turned on by the exquisite
touch. “Okay, Nick,” Kevin said softly,
“It’s time for your ‘appointment’”. Nick stood, his hands rubbing
up and down his thighs, as he watched Kevin open a drawer in the base
of the table and pull out a crisp, white sheet. He spread the cloth
over the table, covering the cold vinyl. Next, he pulled the metal stirrups
out and angled them to the sides, estimating the position for Nick’s
flexed legs. Two terrycloth covers with foam padding slipped over the
cold metal rings of the stirrups. He bent once more to the drawer and
pulled out a tube of lubricant, slipping it temporarily into the space
between the vinyl top and the cabinet portions of the table. He then
turned to Nick. “Come here gorgeous, and hop
up on the end of the table for me,” Kevin indicated, patting the surface
with his hand. Nick crossed the short distance
to where Kevin stood, put his butt against the edge of the table, and
pushed himself up with his hands to sit facing Kevin. Kevin reached
for Nick’s knees and parted them, stepping between them. He wrapped
his arms around Nick’s waist, rubbing his lower back. Nick’s arms took
their comfortable spot around Kevin’s neck. “This isn’t the ideal time
to ask this question, but do you need to use the bathroom Nick?” “No…I did this morning before
I showered.” “Good. Now lie back for me,
then I want you to put your heels in the stirrups here so I can adjust
them, okay?” “Okay…” Nick laid back. He brought
his knees up one at a time. Kevin helped guide his feet to the padded
circles on the ends of the heavy bars. “How’s that feel, Nick?” “It’s not right. My knees need
to be back more to go out to the sides this much.” “Lift your legs back up.” Nick pulled his knees in toward
his body as Kevin made an adjustment. “Try it again, Nick” Nick placed his feet back down.
They were closer to his body now, his knees bent more, and comfortably
out to the sides. “That’s good. Wow…I don’t have
to hold my legs back or anything.” Kevin took a good look. ‘Oh,
Christ,’ he murmured. He gazed up between Nick’s spread knees, past
the pretty young cock that rested so invitingly erect on his belly,
the silky head impressively at his navel. Nick lay comfortably on his
back, his head lolled slightly to the side, lips kiss-swollen, and cheeks
a beautiful, heated blush. His arms were passively up over his head.
He looked at Kevin with innocent, trusting eyes. When he wetted his
lips, dry from his rapid breathing, Kevin’s knees took on the consistency
of Jell-O. His dick struggled inside his jeans, and his breathing was
about to give away his own escalating arousal. Kevin took a second sheet from
the lower draw, snapped it open, and floated it over Nick’s lower body.
He walked around to the side of the table. Nick followed with his eyes
as Kevin came up alongside him, and just stood, staring down at him. “Fuck, Nicky, this is
so…hot…you are a porn centerfold, baby.” Nick smiled. Kevin’s comment
made him feel so special, so…sexy. Kevin bent slowly, his mouth
hovering over Nick’s. Their eyes battled for dominance, then Nick surrendered
and lowered his lids. He felt Kevin’s mouth nearby, and then it was
gone. Then… “Ahhh!
Oh, god…Kevin…” Nick’s eyes snapped open. Kevin sucked erotically on
Nick’s nipple. From the corner of his eye, he saw Nick’s arms move.
Kevin’s hand shot out and pinned his wrists back down to the table behind
his head. “UHHhhh…Kevin…ohhh…”
Nick moaned; his hips rocked slightly. Kevin’s other hand stole under
the sheet onto Nick’s lower abdomen, then down onto the inside of his
thigh, finally cradling his scrotum. He massaged its delicate contents
with his own self-knowledge; Nick’s response was rousing. “Uhhh…oh, god…oh god…that’s
so good…uhHH! Kevin, let me go, please! Let my arms go!” Kevin released Nick’s arms,
and broke the suction from his breast. Nick’s hands immediately found
Kevin’s head, pulling it down as he raised his own from the table. He
pressed his lips hard to Kevin’s, grinding out an impassioned kiss.
Kevin abandoned Nick’s balls for this new urgency. He supported Nick’s
head, consumed by this fiery oral embrace. Nick finally pushed Kevin away,
breathless, and asked for what he wanted, what he needed so badly. “Kevin, please, do it...do
it now!” Kevin brushed his lips across
Nick’s once more and gently lowered the tousled blonde head to the table.
Without a word, he straightened. His fingers found the buttons on his
shirt as his eyes remained fixed on Nick’s icy blues. Nick watched as
each button was released from its vertical slot, as Kevin’s chest was
bared in painfully slow increments. The shirt unbuttoned, it fell open. Nick swallowed, hard, and then licked his lips. Kevin reached to remove the shirt. “NO! Please…leave it on…I like
it open, but still on,” Nick quietly explained. A small smile hinted
at the corner of Kevin’s mouth. He recognized this mood, this desire
of Nick’s to feel exposed, at a disadvantage – completely at Kevin’s
mercy. “Oh, I’ll leave it on, but I’ll have to roll up my sleeves up for what I’m going to do to you, Nick,” Kevin said quite seriously, exciting Nick even further. Nick whimpered softly as Kevin
slowly unbuttoned and rolled his cuffs partway up his tanned forearms.
When he finished, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. Nick
watched, his eyes wide, as Kevin finally stood, the promise of his authority
evident in his posture and minimal state of undress. “Are you ready for me baby?”
Kevin asked, placing an arm on each side of Nick, and staring into his
eyes. “Yes…please
Kevin…fuck me…I need you to,” Nick panted haltingly, his fingers tightly
gripping Kevin’s forearms. Kevin stood. Nick let go of
his arms and allowed his own drift up over his head again. He crossed
his wrists and curled his fingers over the top edge of the table. Kevin
took his place, standing at Nick’s feet. He pushed some slack into the
sheet between Nick’s legs so he could see him more easily. “Well Nick, seeing as how this
is an exam table, I guess I’d better examine you, don’t you think?”
Kevin said quizzically, head tilting just a bit to the side Nick’s back arched slightly,
his breathing clipped; his eyes stayed riveted on Kevin. “But this sheet will have to
come off – I’ll need to expose you, completely, to see…everything.” Nick whimpered again. Kevin
pulled one side of the sheet slowly up Nick’s right leg to the top of
his knee, uncovering the outside of his thigh to the hip, and his foot
and lower leg. Kevin held the sheet there with one hand. His free hand
stroked up and down the outside of Nick’s thigh and his lower leg. Nick
moaned and struggled to keep his eyes open. “This part of your leg looks
fine. Let me look at the rest.” He brought the sheet down the inside
of Nick’s thigh, dragging it purposely over the sensitive skin. He pressed
the gathered material into the crease of Nick’s groin, brushing against
the adjacent bulge. Nick’s hips were starting to move on the table.
As Kevin ran his hand up and down the exposed inner thigh, he looked
up at Nick. Nick’s breath caught – he stared at Kevin, his eyes burning
with want. “Mmm, this leg feels wonderful.
Shall I check the other one?” Kevin repeated his actions
on Nick’s left leg, drawing more whimpers and more needy stares. Nick
now lay with the top edge of the sheet still across his waist, narrowing
as it passed between his legs, covering his genitals, and then hanging
down between his buttocks, the excess brushing the floor at Kevin’s
feet. The majority of his pale cheeks were uncovered now, only the very
center remaining modestly hidden from Kevin’s deliberate inspection. Kevin drew his fingers softly
down the backs of Nick’s thighs to his buttocks, lingering there, his
thumbs finding the crease of Nick’s thighs and groin beneath the edge
of the sheet. The sensation was almost too much for Nick to bear. “Kevin!
Ohhh, god…!” He arched and writhed on the table. His arms came
down to his sides where he gripped the edges of the table so tightly
his fingers turned white. Kevin took hold of the sheet where it hung
down below Nick’s body, and pulled, slowly, and deliberately. The fabric
tickled up the sides of Nick’s waist, teased down his penis, over his
scrotum, picking up speed as gravity finally took the sheet from Kevin’s
control and it raced down Nicks splayed buttocks to the floor. “UHHhhhh! Kevin!”
Nick cried out, bucking on the table. The stirrups clanged as he actually
bounced them against the table from where they protruded. “Ohhh…god…fuck me Kev…please,
oh god…I can’t wait! Just fucking stick it in me!” Kevin considered touching Nick
more, making him wait a little longer, but frankly, Kevin couldn’t wait
any longer. Nick’s reactions to this scenario, his vulnerable position
on this contraption, were more erotic than Kevin had ever imagined when
he first considered it. This table wasn’t made for examinations. Oh,
no. This table was built for fucking. “Well, I was going to take
a good look between your legs next, but maybe we’ll just do the ‘internal
exam’. I’m going to have to put a hard instrument in your rectum, Nick.
Some people find that uncomfortable. Are you ready for me to do that?
Hmm?” “…yes…” Nick’s voice
was barely audible; his breath came in short gasps. Kevin pushed his jeans and
boxers down just far enough to permit fucking. He grabbed the lube and
quickly greased his cock, then reached up to do the same to Nick’s. “Let me put some of this medicine
on your penis …it’ll help later when I need to rub it.” “…ohhh…aahhhh… that feels
so good…I could come in five seconds Kevin, I swear…” “Well, don’t…not yet.” Kevin stood up to the edge
of the table. He put his hands on Nick’s hips. “Nick, you need to move your butt right to the edge of the table so I can put this inside you.” Nick scooted down about eight
inches, Kevin’s hands guiding him, till his buttocks extended about
two inches off the end of the table. “Stop! That’s good! Perfect!” Nick’s hips were rocking steadily
now, every exhalation a tiny moan. Kevin rested the head of his stiff
cock against Nick’s rectum. “Okay, baby, do you need or
want my fingers to loosen you up first?” “No…you can just do it…” Nick had raised his head and his shoulders up to look at Kevin. As he gave his reply,
he fell back to the table. He pushed his butt out against Kevin’s dick,
desperate for penetration. Kevin pushed, till he felt
the give of the head passing the constrictive muscle. “Oh, god…yes…uhhh,
more Kevin, more!” “Okay, baby, take it easy…I
don’t want to hurt you.” Kevin leaned into Nick, slipping pretty quickly
into the warm space. “Damn, Nick…you feel
so fucking good…ohhh, shit…” Kevin held onto Nick’s hips as he
rapidly, but carefully worked his length into the tight, young ass.
Nick moaned and whimpered, but didn’t sound in any significant pain,
so Kevin continued, pushing harder, and deeper, till his cock disappeared. Kevin stopped at this point,
pulling Nick onto him, as tightly as he could, savoring the physical
heat inside the tender young body; but the visual heat was
just as intense. This naked boy was a thrill to the eye as he
were; but offered up like this, positioned and ready for the taking,
like a sacrifice…it was sinful, and exhilarating. He was a delectable
prize and Kevin took what he had won. “Ohhh, baby…you are so damned
sexy. Let me fuck you good, Nicky…” Nick was beyond moaning. His
rapid breathing threatened to make him dizzy; his lips stayed parted,
his tongue frequently darting out to replenish the evaporating moisture.
Kevin pulled out completely. He wanted to feel it all over from the
sweet beginning, and he penetrated Nick again, this time taking the
ride from beginning to end with no stops. “UHHhhhh…oh god…Kevin!” “Too much baby?” Kevin stopped,
a bit alarmed. “No…no…again…don’t stop…I
need…I need…unnhhh…oh, god…do it again!” Once more Kevin pulled out,
repositioned at Nick’s entrance and opened him up again, plunging in
firmly, deeply. This time he settled into a
rhythm, a little rougher than Nick was used to, but he was so painfully
aroused, it seemed to be what he needed. Kevin didn’t think he’d feel
satisfied any other way. “Is this how you want it Nick?
Deep and hard?” Kevin grunted. “Yes…unhhh…that’s so good…so good…” “Mmm, do you know how fucking
hot this looks? How sexy you are? Oh, baby, I wish you could see down
here…watch with me, so we could both see my dick go all the way up your
pretty ass.” “Uhhh, Kevin…I want to come…I’m
ready to come now…help me, please…” “I’ll take care of you, don’t
you worry.” Kevin was so close himself,
he welcomed Nick’s plea for release. He wrapped his hand around Nick’s
slippery cock. It felt so good in his hand, so alive. It was simply
lovely, so…perfect; dead straight and unblemished, the shaft pale, like
cream, tipped in the most subtle, violet hue. He made love to it with
his practiced hand, and in less than thirty seconds, Nick was teetering
on the edge, looking over, waiting to be pushed into the dizzying freefall. “Kevin, I’m so close…ohhh,
Kevin…uhhh…I’m gonna come…I’m gonna come…” “Go ahead baby, let it go for
me,” Kevin softly urged. He fought to hold back his own climax, as he
continued to jack Nick and penetrate his ass hard at the same time. There was a subdued groan, then silence; Nick appeared to hold his breath as he erupted; Kevin felt the pulsations in his hand that propelled the musky droplets onto Nick’s abdomen and chest. Nick gasped, then forgot to breathe again, his entire body bearing down, trying to wring every last drop of the vital fluid from his groin. He graced Kevin with his focused gaze, allowing him to share intimately in his ecstasy. His breathing resumed, punctuated
with sweet catches and grateful whimpers that stroked Kevin’s ego. “Oh, God Nick…you are so beautiful…I
could watch you come a thousand times…” Kevin Let Nick’s softening
cock rest on his abdomen. He brought his hand back to Nick’s hip. With
both hands positioned he held tightly, and thrust vigorously the last
few times he needed to get himself off. His eyes were locked on his
own penis, the way it held Nick open, as he pushed deep into the velvety
folds. It felt so damned good – it was possibly the best physical sensation
he had ever experienced. Kevin was more vocal than Nick
had been. That inexplicable sensation was set in motion in his legs,
his pelvis, escalating and intensifying, the pressure too great to be
contained. As his hot semen left his body to become a part of Nick,
a primal growl left him, amplified by his chest and throat to become
a thundering sound that filled the small room and reverberated through
Nick. Kevin pulled their bodies impossibly close until the last shudder
was past. Kevin looked up to see Nick
reaching out a hand. Kevin pulled out his glistening
cock, a warm trickle of cream coursing towards Nick’s tailbone. “Nick,” Kevin puffed, “Push
your butt back up the table.” Nick pushed with his feet,
sliding his backside away from the edge. “Let me help you put your legs
down.” Kevin helped Nick lift his
feet from the stirrups, and hang his legs over the end of the table.
He then took the hand that had been extended, and helped Nick to a sitting
position. No sooner was Nick upright, than his arms flew around Kevin’s
shoulders, his face nuzzling into Kevin’s neck just as far as it would
go. Kevin’s arms, equally inspired, embraced Nick powerfully. Nick’s
feet locked around Kevin’s knees. They silently rocked in each other’s
arms, Kevin petting the blonde head, periodically placing a kiss there.
Nick suddenly sat back and pushed Kevin’s shirt from his shoulders,
watching it cascade on the floor. His foot found the crotch of Kevin’s
jeans and pushed them to his lower legs. Kevin nudged his shoes off
and stepped out of his pants, kicking them aside. Nick renewed the embrace,
craving skin-to-skin contact now. Their hands roamed each other’s backs
and thighs, their lips sharing desperate kisses. “Kevin, I love you so much…please
don’t ever leave me.” “Mmm, never...you’re my life,
baby!” Nick finally sat back and eyed
Kevin suspiciously. “Kevin?” Yeah babe?” “You had this all planned,
didn’t you? You had to get the sheets and other stuff here to do this.” “Well…I did plan it, but everything
in this table was already there.” “So, when did you realize they
left a table behind, Kevin?” “It wasn’t left behind…” Nick looked quizzically back
at Kevin. “…I bought it.” “You bought it?” “Uhhh…yeah. I gave the owner
a few extra bucks for it,” Kevin replied matter-of-factly. “So, it’s like, yours? To keep?” “Guess so!” “What are you going to do with
it?” “Well, I suppose I’ll have
to take it to the house. I can’t leave it here. Or…I could sell it…
” “NO!” “No?” “I, uh, think I might like
it at your house, Kevin.” “Oh, you would, huh?” “SHIT!…oops!… yeah…”
Nick tried to cover his obvious enthusiasm. Kevin grinned. Nick nuzzled his face again
and squeezed his arms around Kevin. “But next time, I get to be
the doctor.” “That’s fair,” Kevin replied
thoughtfully. “I might have to give you an
enema or a suppository or something,” Nick giggled. “Oh, is that so?” Kevin responded,
tickling Nick and pushing him backwards on the table, his knees still
bent over the edge. He leaned over Nick, his arms braced on either side
of him. “Well, this doctor thinks maybe you need to be fucked again.” Nick wrapped his legs up around
Kevin’s waist and his arms around his neck. “Well, okay, if you think I
need it. I’m ready, if you are.” “Is that a challenge Nick?” “Sorta…I guess!” “Well, it just so happens I’ve
had a cancellation. So, if you’ll give me another fifteen minutes, I
can probably have my instrument ready for you again,” Kevin said seductively. “Yeah, I can wait. Do you think
you might have to examine me some more?” Nick asked innocently. “I’m afraid so. Maybe I’ll
check that prostate of yours until my ‘equipment’ is ready.” “Should I get back in the stirrups
Kevin?” “Mmm, now that’s a
wonderful idea!” End
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