Date: Tue, 8 Mar 2022 05:07:11 +0100 (CET) From: bigbryanbrown@tutanota.com Subject: Greg Jr. 2 How the hell are you all my reader. Hey You all support Nifty.org. I've been reading for years. I'd like to keep reading. Much to say is support the site and keep it free. https://donate.nifty.org/ Ok This is total made up bullshit, but it maybe fun to read. Let me know. I did some research and it should make sense. Wild idea how it plays out. A brain thinking doctor? Greg Jr 2 I was sitting there. The nurse smiled. "I'm sorry, he may have gripped you hand or not. He's in a coma. Won't wake up for a few days. If he's stable enough; they'll let him breath on his own. But I don't know if he really squeezed you hand, sorry." said the nurse. I saw her name as Martha Wabash. She was sure pretty. OK, I don't need no girlfriend till I know how Greg Jr. is doing first. I sat for hours. I felt him squeeze a few more times. I started to doze off. Martha the nurse tapped my shoulder. "Sir, are you OK?" "Yes," I said. I looked at my phone a text from Steve Graves. I also noticed it was now 3:30 PM. I told the nurse I'd be back in about a couple of hours. or so. She told me being his dad meant I could come and see him all the time. I back at the office 5 minutes before 4pm. My patient was waiting Joey Strange. I remember looking at the picture that was attached to his file. I didn't know he was already scheduled to come in. I had about 20 files on my desk. His was one of them. I was still confused. I told Joey I'd be with him in a minute. There was a policeman sitting next to hm. He had a stone looking face. I guess I'd learn more. I text Steven and told him to stop by after 5. He text back OK. I also called Mrs., Studley. She told me to stop by when I could. I told her about six thirty. She gave me the info. I looked at my phone and saw it was 4:03. I told Sandy to send in Joey. He walked in. "Hello Joey, please sit down and tell me your story," I said. He walked over and sat on the couch. He was fiddling a lot. I just waited. Then I waited 5 more minutes. "I killed my lover. He's dead everyone but my grandpa hates me." "Did you mean to kill him." I asked? "No he hit his head and bleed out. He was dead the doctors said before he even knew what happened. I was on the ground next to him in tears. My mom called the cops. "I kept saying Jackie I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen. Not till the police finish there report did they realized I was telling the truth. But I'm still considered a danger to society. My grandpa took me in and got the time of probation lessened. But I live under house arrest. Other than being here. I don't go no what out of my house. See the ankle bracelet." I saw it when I passed him with his body guard waiting in the front room. I waited to see if he had anymore to say about that. "So how long are you on house arrest. 18 months total. If I'm good I could be released from it in 8 months. I been like this for 3 months. I'm here cause the court said I had to have counselling. I didn't like the last 3 docs. They were a bunch of perverts. They all tried to talk me into sex with them. You are different.," said Joey. "Joey, I got a son in ICU. He's your age and in a coma. I wouldn't want to have sex with him either. Sorry you're safe with me." "You got a son in ICU and you're here with me, wow. If I had a son like that I wouldn't leave him." "Joey, he's stuck there for likely a 6 months. He's in a coma right now. I was seeing him before our appointment. I plan to go back after a while." "If I was in a coma. Only my grandpa Strange would see me. My mom hates me. She found out I'm gay when my friend died. I live with my grandpa now. He's the greatest man in the world. He loved me period. Love your son like that. Love like he's everything to you. Love like he the most important person in you life. My dad never did that. Only my grandpa does." He was now crying. He pulled it together. "Should I prescribe you anything to feel better," I asked. "No, when my grandpa hugs me. The world goes away and I am good. I know his love is unconditional. Just like you; I can talk to him. He doesn't say much. But he listen real good." "So what do you do for fun," I asked? "Beside pumping out a load of cum 10 times a day. I watch cartoons. I like sponge Bob. I heard a rumor he's taking over the world. funny hah?" "What else is going on Joey?" "There's this issue at first I wanted to die. I was in a ward for a month. On death watch or whatever it's called. Cause I wanted to be dead. I had no desire to kill myself. I just felt so bad cause Jackie was dead. No one but grandpa ever loved me like Jackie did. I no virgin. I gave that gift to Jackie. Now I miss him." "Joey, keep in mind if people can make you happy. They can make you unhappy." "Doc, you're talking about stoicism. I used that to get thru it along with my grandpa." "Joey what going on between you and your grandpa. Is everything proper?" "What are you saying doc. You being gross. Like me and my grandpa are playing hid the salami?: "Joey, are you. I don't care. Its not my place to judge. I can leave that out of my report. I just want to help you." "I get it doc. So let's say we are. You wouldn't make an issue out it. You keep it off the record." "Yes, Joey. I don't want to make things worse for you. I am here to help you. In fact I give you my number. I could come to where you are. if you need it." "Really, I'm just another kid that's forced to talk to you. Why would you," asked Joey? "I told you I'm here to help. If that means coming to your home. I will," I told him. He looked like he was ready to cry. He got up and came to me. He had his arms out for a hug. I did it. He did start to cry now. "I am having sex with my grandpa," he said. "Please let me keep that," He begged. I held him for about 10 minutes. He sat down again. We talk for a long time after that, about nothing and everything on his mind. Then the timer went off. "Thanks Doc. I'll text or call if there's something I need to talk about. Maybe you'll show up if I need it." He left and There was a knock on the door.. Come it I said. In walked 16 year old Steven Graves. He looked worried. "You didn't text what was wrong?" "Its my grandma. She keeps on going on how what my mom did was right. I don't care what is right. I lost both my dad and grandpa. Then my mom to prison. I don't want to go home." "Fine come with me I goanna buy a furnished house. You can hang out with me. I'm heading there now." He followed me out. I said goodbye to Sandy as she was ready to leave. We got to the car and I looked up the address and the GPS told me how to get there. "If I tell you stuff, is it still patient doctor confidential," Steven asked. I told yes. He talk the whole way over. We pulled up and I knock on the Studley house.. Out came Mrs. Studley. She led us next door. She open the door with a key. She was going about how the man who lived here dropped dead one day while at the store. How the man was 98 years old. No one like him in his family. They just wanted the house sold and the money. I loved every part of it. "I'm ready to sign the papers. The price is right too." "Wow, who knew this would go so well. It sure is good to see you again. I'll have to let Bobby know you live next door to us now." "Did you hear I have a previously unknow son in the hospital, " I asked her? "Yes, Robert told me about it. Now doubt from you rascal days, Sorry It's none of my business," she said. "Yes mam I'm not proud of my past. But he's my boy. I've been still living at home. He needs his own space. This house will be great. note to mention a pool. That could help him with his recovery." She smiled at me. I signed the papers and she took all the information She needed from me. I had money in the bank. I'd saved everything I made working part time while in school. Remember I had lived with my parents the whole time. I could afford the house. She gave me about 4 keys. She left and went home. Steven confronted me. "Can I stay here in your new home. I don't want to go home," He asked. "What about your grandma?" "She won't care. I just tell her I'm staying with a friend. She won't asked. She feels obligated. My mom made her take me." "Ok, I'm just...." "Doc in 15 months I'll be 18. I need some more therapy anyway," he said with a smile. I gave him a key and told him I was going back to the hospital. I also left him 300 Buck and told him to order some groceries. I told him further no guests or anything funny. He said ok. There was can goods. So I knew he could eat. Or talk some of the money I left you and have groceries delivered. .I'm going back to the hospital I told him. I was back holding Greg's hand. He was still a sleep. I felt him grip my hand every so often. I just sat there. I dozed off and was greet by the nurse from yesterday. I opened my eyes when she nudged my shoulder. I saw it was Marth Wabash. She smiled and mouth a soft voice of "I glad to see you doctor. He's still asleep. Maybe today he'll wake up." I looked at my phone. There were three texts. One from Steven, house was quiet. But he had slept good. Then Joey said thank you doc doing better at home with Grandpa. Thanks for everything. I see you next week. Then there was from Sandy. I had an appoint me at 3 O'clock and 4: 30 too." I just sat for a bit. I then got up to get some coffee and breakfast from the cafeteria. It wasn't too bad. I sat some more with Greg. I held his hand and still he kept squeezing my hand every once in a while. I notice it was soon 2pm. I told the nurse I could be back. I stopped somewhere for a sandwich to take to my office. It was about 2:30 when I got there. I went in and was greet by Sandy. She mentioned the other doctors want to spend time with me. I told her to tell them with my son in the hospital it took most of my spare time. She fully understood. She had kids herself. I was sitting in my office and just finished my lunch when Sandy told me my three o'clock was here. Send them in I told here. The door opened and in walked a lady with a boy and girl. They were all very sad. They sat down. I told them to tell me their story. The mother was the one who spoke first. "I was married 16 years ago. He was my high school sweet heart. I loved him so much. We had two kids together. But one day he got shot. It was my fault. I loved him to much. He saved us all. Still it was my fault," said the Mom Mrs. Heather Jones. "I had asked dad if I could have sex with my boyfriend. I was 15 after all. I then told him I loved the boy. We had had sex a number of times," said the daughter Meena. "I begged my dad for over a year to have sex with me. He finally agreed. It went on for 3 months. It was the happiest months of my life. It started off slow that first time. We kissed for a while. I loved his smell. It filled my senses. I told him I loved him like a lover, He told me the same. Then we stripped naked. I buried my face in his taint. I had him begging me to plow into his butt hole. I lubed my penis and placed it at his pucker. His feet came up on my naked butt. He kissed me the whole lime my 6 inches went into him. It was the most wonderful feeling in my life. I just held my meat in his butt hole. I was connected to my dad like never before. I soon started to move. the pleasure from his pucker was so wonderful on my penis. He was soon yelling hard, hard, hit my prostate son..... Manny Jones stopped talking. Then he looked around the room. His mother and sister where in shock. I hasn't expected that. I kept my stone face; like boys tell me everyday how they have sex with their father. Manny was now weeping. He didn't stop. His mother and sister were coming back in two day without Manny. Manny was coming back tomorrow. He was clear he trusted me and wanted to talk more. They all left as the timer went off. It was now 4:10 pm. I was ways recorded the session on audio tape. I had a small Mpeg recorder. Then I downloaded them to my laptop. I was surprised at Manny confession. I'd address it on his next visit. The 4:30 appoint arrived at 4:25. Sandy told me about it and had them come in. In walked A father and two sons. 16 and 14. The father was Victor Crumb. He started off talking first. I didn't have to say anything. "Doc, I know you know my name. I guess I'll tell you our story. My wife died 10 years ago. She didn't want to have any kids. I talked her into the two. Victor Jr. was the first one to pop out. I was so enamored with him. Then Volume came next. Vic and Vol became my life. My wife was jealous of her own sons. She got some secondary infection and died within a year of Vol popping out. I raised them. I even had tutors teach the boys. I didn't want to be away from them when they were 6 and 4. My mind was elsewhere. I didn't hear much else as they talked. I was recording it an figured I listen to it later. The hour buzzer went off. I told them next time. I looked up and they were getting dressed. I was confused. They left and I dumped the file on my computer. My mind was now on my own son. I looked at my phone and two texts. Steven wanted to talk about something. Joey wanted me to stop by if I could even if it was just briefly. I told them both I'd call them tonight. I told Sandy I was off to the hospital. I sat for about 5 hours. Then the nurse told me to go home. I made it home took a quick shower found my bed and I was greeted by a naked Steven. He as already a sleep. I got out of bed and put on some briefs. I got back in bed and was asleep; the minute my eyes closed. I was dream all kind of stuff. I just woke up once and went to the bathroom to pee. Steven was still asleep. I went back to sleep. That's about all for this part. Bryan Brown. bigbryanbrown@tutanota.com All emails we be welcomed. I very busy, so I may not be able to answer them right away.