Date: Sun, 4 Dec 2016 22:46:43 +0000 From: Shaverboy Subject: Curiosity chapter 9 This story was written in 1999-2000, and I personally consider it one of the hottest of all time. But note that I am NOT its author. The author of this story went by the name Shaverboy (a.k.a. ShaverBoy or Shaver Boy). I've tried contacting him several times over the years, but sadly it seems like he is no longer reachable at the email addresses he gave with his stories. Unfortunately, this story was never submitted to Nifty, and it currently only exists in the dark depths of Usenet. (ASSGM specifically if you happen to remember that.) I'm scared that it could somehow vanish from there someday, so I'd like to see it have a more permanent home on Nifty, and I also think that it deserves a wider audience who might think it's as hot as I do. I re-read this story every three or four years, and I usually bust nearly as many loads as our reluctant protagonist does..! I'll post a chapter about once a week. (If you're in more of a hurry than that, you can dive into Usenet and try to dig up the rest yourself!) Shaverboy wrote two other long stories besides Curiosity: Terry's Lessons, which was written before Curiosity, and Doctor's Orders, which was written after Curiosity. Terry's Lessons and Curiosity generally have the same themes and styles, but Curiosity is a more evolved version of it with even hotter action and more diverse scenarios. Doctor's Orders takes things in a bit of a different direction but is still a good read. (And don't worry, there are a few doctor scenes in Curiosity too, if that's your fetish!) Terry's Lessons is also only on Usenet, but Doctor's Orders does in fact exist here on Nifty already. I truly do think that this is one of the "masterpieces" of gay erotica, and I hope you enjoy it is much as I have over the years! If for some reason you wish to correspond with me, the reposter, you can reach me at offeringservice26@hotmail.com but just remember that I am NOT the author. But Shaverboy, if you're still out there somewhere, I would love to hear from you! ********* Chapter 9 - A Trip to the Doctor, Part 2 "What the hell are you doing?" Larry demanded, looking at my exposed ass and cum covered stomach. "I-I just . . . there were . . ." I stammered. I didn't want to try to explain. "See what I was saying," Larry said, "He's completely out of control." "Too bad Gary had to take off. He'd be very interested to see this," Nick said as he came over and felt my ass. Dribbles of cum were leaking out. "I think he's been up to more than just jacking off." "Well, we can find out," Dr. Gordon said, walking over to a cabinet. He opened it to reveal a video recorder and a TV. "I had some problems with theft so I installed a hidden camera in here. It activates any time the lights are turned on. Let's see what it shows." He hit the rewind button. After a minute, he stopped it and hit play. There I was standing in the exam room checking my ass as the two jocks walked in. There was no sound. The tape showed the three of us talking as they rubbed their dicks through their towels, with me watching their crotches. Then it showed them coming over to me and placing their hands on my shoulders, followed by me sinking to my knees and taking Jeremy's dick in my mouth. The whole scene: the sucking, the fucking, my shooting as they fucked me, unfolded on the screen. I watched, horrified. Finally the tape was over and the doctor shut it off. "Well, George, I think you can see why I'm concerned," Larry said. "Tim's become a sex addict. He told me earlier that he plans to get together tonight with this girl that he's been involved with. He just never stops." "I think there's something I can do. At least it will be a start. But first, let me examine him." He donned a pair of latex gloves and, after inserting a new tape, turned on the video recorder again, plugging an overhead microphone into it. "This is an examination of 16 year old Timothy Parker. Tim has been exhibiting signs of hypersexuality, appearing to have a compulsion involving both homosexual and heterosexual activity. The subject is 5 feet nine inches tall and weighs 163 pounds." He ran his hand over my chest. "His body is completely smooth, all pubic hair having been removed by shaving." He ran a hand over my left nipple, still sore from the clamps Nick and Gary had put on them last night. He pinched it lightly. I shuddered and my dick began to jerk toward hardness again. "His nipples are somewhat swollen, probably from manipulation for sexual purposes. Stimulation of the nipples causes sexual arousal of his penis very quickly." I lay there, embarrassed and helpless. "Doctor, that's just because . . ." "No need to explain, Tim. Let me just observe here." He ran his hand down my stomach. Taking my dick in his hand, he squeezed it and ran his finger around the rim of the head. Immediately I started getting harder, my dick rapidly growing in his hand. "His penis is easily stimulated to erection, even after experiencing multiple orgasms a short time ago, achieved through participation in both anal and oral sex." Taking a measuring tape he held it to my hard dick. "His penis is circumcised and measures eight inches in length when erect. There is some irritation of the glans probably due to excessive masturbation." He gripped my balls, checking each one pulling my sack tight to examine the surface. "His testicles are normal and firm, each slightly less than an inch and a half in diameter, somewhat large for a boy of his age. The scrotum is hairless and exhibits no abnormalities." The manipulation started my dick dripping again. "He is also extremely given to production of preseminal fluid. It appears that any stimulation causes excessive leakage." Taking a small metal rod, about six inches long, from the counter, he once again took my dick in his hand, and squeezing the head, inserted the rod in my pisshole. I watched, shocked. "What . . . what is that?" I asked, panicky at this new intrusion into my body. "That's just so you don't make such a mess during the exam, Tim." Continuing back past my balls, he ran his hand down to my hole. "The anal opening is somewhat irritated from his repeated participation in anal sex, which, based on descriptions provided by a family member, seems to be a favorite activity of Timothy's. The entrance is secreting semen from the most recent of these activities in which Timothy was penetrated by two males, causing him to experience orgasm twice within a few minutes time." He inserted a gloved finger into my ass. "The anal opening is flexible and appears to have become accustomed to penetration." He worked a second finger in, then a third. I groaned as my dick jumped on my stomach. "He appears to be able to accommodate considerable stretching of the opening, which causes him to become more aroused." He pushed further in. My dick twitched and throbbed and I started moaning. "The subject is very aroused by prostate massage." He pulled his fingers out, leaving a trail of cum dripping down my crack. "Well, the first thing I recommend is an enema to clean him out. Then we'll proceed to other matters." He went to the door and called down the hall to Ted, instructing him to bring an enema. An enema! I'd never had one and sure didn't want to have one with Larry and Nick watching me. "Doctor, I just want . . ." "Tim, I'm just trying to help you here. You need to pay attention to hygiene, you know." Ted appeared with the enema bag and tube a minute later. He attached the bag to a hook over the table and went to the drawers to get a nozzle to attach to the tube. "Due to the stretching of his anus, use the large one, Ted," the doctor instructed. "Yes, doctor," Ted replied, pulling a nozzle about an inch in diameter from the drawer. The tip was almost two inches across. After smearing some lube on it, he attached it to the hose and inserted it into me. I groaned again from the entry. "He sure gets turned on by that," Ted observed as he turned the valve, releasing warm water into me. "Tim here has a sexual addiction problem." The doctor picked up the tape of my earlier activity. "Take a look at this in my office and you'll see what I mean." I blushed in shame at the thought that someone else would see that tape. Ted took it and exited the room. My ass was filling with water and my stomach was becoming distended. My dick throbbed in pain, the metal rod still holding in my precum. The doctor talked quietly with Larry and Nick. Finally he turned off the flow and helped me down off the table and to the adjoining bathroom. I made it to the toilet and released all the water inside me. I sat in there for a minute thinking of all the humiliation I'd gone through. Surely this had to be almost over. I cleaned myself up and came out of the bathroom. "Get back up on the table, Tim," the doctor ordered. "I thought we were done," I said, jumping up and sitting on the table. "I need to ask you a few questions. Now, from what I understand you were seen naked at the pool where you work, masturbating and fingering yourself until you reached orgasm. Correct?" "Well, . . . yeah." "Do you enjoy masturbating in public places?" "No, I mean, I . . ." "You enjoy being naked in front of others and getting an erection." "Uh, no, I just . . ." "After you masturbated at the pool, you followed Coach Woods back to his place and removed your clothes again." "Well, it was raining. I was wet and he offered to dry them off." "And you got another erection." "Well, yeah, but . . ." "You told him you were curious about oral sex." "I guess I did." "And then you performed oral sex on him." "Yeah, but he made me." "You had another orgasm while doing it. And then you told him that you like to finger yourself and insert objects in your anus." "Yeah, but . . ." "Which you then demonstrated for him." "He told me to." "You ejaculated again with a candle in your anus." My dick was throbbing. "Yeah." "I'm starting to see a pattern. Then, I understand, you returned to the poolhouse where the maintenance man found you naked and masturbating again in the public shower." "I didn't think anybody was there." "And then you performed oral sex on him." "Yeah, but . . ." "And ejaculated." "Yeah, but . . ." "And then you received anal sex from him." "He forced me. You've got to believe that." "I can see for myself how aroused you are talking about it." He once again took my dick in hand and pulled out the rod. Streams of precum oozed out of my dick. "Then you returned to Coach Woods' house and persuaded Coach Montini to give you a back rub and shave you, giving you an excuse to be naked again." "He offered to." "And you performed oral sex on him and ejaculated again." "Well, I didn't want to . . ." "And received anal sex twice and ejaculated several times. And then again masturbated before leaving." "Hey, what about them?" "We're here to talk about you, Tim. Then you went home, removed your clothes again and masturbated while talking to a girl on the phone, describing to her what you were doing, and stimulated your anus again with that rubber plug. And repeated the same action afterwards." There was no denying that one. "Yeah." "You then stripped again for your brother and his friend and repeated the same actions again, followed by more anal and oral sex, once again ejaculating. Finally you ejaculated while performing oral sex on your stepfather." "You gotta believe me, I'm not into all this." "I find it hard to accept that someone who reached climax as many times as you did yesterday 'isn't into it'. We need to do something to work on this problem of yours," he said as he pushed me back onto the table and strapped my ankles to the stirrups again. "There are drugs I could give you to suppress your sex drive but I dislike that approach. What I want to try is exhausting your drive to ejaculate." "What does that mean?" I asked feeling frightened. He started to stroke my dick. "Now Tim, you're wanting to ejaculate again aren't you?" "Ooooh, well, I guess," I groaned as I felt the cum building in my balls. "Well, don't worry you're going to. We're going to make you cum as many times as you can. Maybe it will break you of the need if you are sexually exhausted. Also I need to see just how many times it takes to satisfy your urges." "Doctor, please, oooooh, this isn't necessary. I'm OK. I didn't, uuuh, want to do those things." "I understand, Tim. You couldn't help yourself. That's what compulsion is. Well, this should help you have more control by milking the need to ejaculate out of you. It may be a bit uncomfortable but it's for your own good." "Oooh, stop! I don't, uh, uh . . ." I couldn't hold back. I shot all over the doctor's hand and my stomach. He just kept stroking my dick. The continued stroking after just cumming was painful. "Oh, . . . please . . . don't, aaah, I can't . . ." "Yes you can and you will. Larry and Nick and I will all take turns making sure that every drop of semen is drained out of you. I know that this seems like a drastic way to teach you a lesson but it's necessary. I think you realize that don't you, Tim?" He continued to stroke my cum slicked dick as he talked to me. I could feel it getting stimulated again. I glanced over and realized that the video recorder was still running. "Yes, we're getting this all on tape, Tim. I like to keep a record of all procedures here. Does that bother you? Or are you excited by the idea? I understand from Nick that you are something of an exhibitionist. Masturbating yourself naked by the pool, with a finger inside you. Does that excite you, Tim? Being naked in public places? I think that may be part of your obsession." I squirmed on the table and tried to push myself up as he milked my cock tighter and faster. "N-n-no, I w-w-was just h-horny." "Please lie back down," He pushed me back to the table. "Nick would you please secure his arms?" Nick grabbed my left arm and pulled it over my head, attaching it to a strap at the head of the table. He then did the same with my right arm. In spite of myself I could feel my balls churning again, reacting to the jacking of my dick. Somehow I was strangely excited by my predicament. Within minutes I was spilling another load of cum on myself. It was now Larry's turn. Taking over from the doctor, he manipulated my cock and played with my balls with his other hand. My dick felt like it was on fire from all the rubbing it was getting. Larry watched me as he stroked. "You were just horny, huh? You seem to always be horny. Screwing that girl, sucking dicks, taking it up the ass -- you can't get enough. Well, maybe this time you will. Maybe that will cool you down. Maybe then you won't be out to stick your dick in that little tramp tonight." "I think he gets off more when people are watching him," Nick said, standing at the head of the table. "Gary told me that Tim said he was turned on by having Gary watch him fuck his butt with that candle yesterday." Coming around beside me, he reached down and squeezed my nipple, twisting it hard. I shuddered more as the sensation from my nipple seemed to travel straight to my cock, throbbing in Larry's hand. "Yeah, keep working his nips. He seems to really get off on that. But then he gets off on so many things." Nick began working both my nipples now, twisting and pulling them. In no time, I was shooting again, the orgasm convulsing my body. Ted walked back in just in time to see me cum again. "Wow, he is a little sex pig isn't he? I watched that tape. He got off twice in a row while those guys were screwin' him." The doctor said, "He just came three more times in the last ten minutes. We're seeing how many times it takes to exhaust him. Would you like to help? I think Larry could use a break." "Yeah, my arm's getting tired. Let's go get some coffee. I'm sure Ted can handle things here for a few minutes." "I think I have something that will speed up the process," the doctor said. He took another object out of the cabinet. It was a large black tube, about a foot long and two inches thick, attached to an electric cord. I remembered the dildo from last night and realized that's what this was. Dr. Gordon lubricated it and began to push it in my ass. When he had it about nine inches in, he pushed a button on the cord. I started to feel a vibrating sensation. "The probe will stimulate your prostate and help to make you ejaculate more." I couldn't believe this. How many times could he make me cum? I shook in humiliation but also from the erotic stimulation that began to build again in me. The doctor turned to Larry and Nick. "Well, let's let Ted take care of him for a few minutes. Come to my office and have some coffee." The three of them walked out, leaving me on the table with Ted watching me. I began to shake harder as the vibrations in my ass pushed me toward another load. "Well, enjoying yourself, little sex pig?" Ted asked as he started slowly massaging my dick. "You just never get enough do you?" "Look, Ted," I said, trying to pull myself together in spite of the arousal I felt. My voice shook as I spoke, feeling his thumb move in circles around the head of my dick. "Please let me out of here. I don't want this." "Well, you're doing a great imitation of it. I bet I know the problem. It's that thing up your ass. You don't like that." "No, I don't. I was hoping you'd understand. That's just not my thing." "Well we'll just pull it out then." He grabbed the end of the probe and roughly yanked it out of my ass. I yelped in pain. After laying it aside, he ran his finger over my hole as he continued to stroke my dick. My ass twitched as his finger rubbed back and forth across it. "Yeah, you're into something more organic than that plastic thing. Something that will fill your little pussy." He started to unbutton his shirt. Letting go of my dick, he removed his shirt and unbuckled his belt. His chest was smooth and well developed. He unzipped his pants and, kicking off his shoes, stepped out of them and pulled off his socks. He stood there in just his briefs. He had strong muscular legs and I could see a large bulge in the front of his briefs. I lay there staring at him. "Like what you see, huh," Ted smirked, rubbing his crotch. "Watching that tape of you got me kind of hot. So I'll be glad to help you out." "Ted, I didn't mean . . ." "No problem, kid. No reason we can't both have some fun." He pulled down his briefs revealing a thick eight and a half inch cock sticking up, ready to go. I watched it closely as he stroked it and moved to the side of the table. He grasped my dick in his other hand. "Tell me how much you want it." "I-I . . ." My dick was still leaking in spite of all the action it had gotten. "Or I can stick that rubber thing back up your twat and let you stew in your own juices." He let go of my dick, letting it thump against my stomach with a wet splat. "No, I-I," I knew I was licked. I was so turned on, I'd do anything to have him get me off. "I want it," I whispered. "You want what?" "I . . . want your dick." "Where?" "I don't care, just help me cum again." "You want me to fuck you with it?" I hesitated. "Yeah. I-I . . . want you . . . to fuck me." At least partially, it was true. I found myself longing for the feeling of something up my ass. "Glad to be of help." With that, he began to work his dick into my waiting hole. He began stroking me again as well, and in short order, I creamed again. Ted kept plowing my ass and continued to stroke me, working me to another climax. By the time he shot inside me, I was ready to let go with yet another load. I shot right up to my chest, not a lot of cum, but a powerful shot. Ted stood there with his dick still inside me, still stroking my aching dick. "You like that big old dick in you, don't you? I bet you dream of cock. Do you wake up every morning wondering where you'll find some cock today? Yeah, I'll bet you work the gym and the public johns and anywhere you can to find a dick to stick in your twat." In spite of the shame I felt at his words, something about the images I was getting was working on me. I found myself centering on that feeling in my ass. And my dick was still being milked of more of its load. The door opened and Larry, Nick and the doctor walked back in. Ted still had his dick planted in me. "I see you're getting into your work, Ted," the doctor smiled. "He wanted it so bad that I just couldn't help it," Ted said, slowly pulling his dick out of me. "Oh, you don't have to tell me," Nick said. "I found out last night just how seductive this kid can be. Seeing how horny he is almost makes me want to let him suck my dick again. I know how he loves a dick in his mouth." "And in his ass," Larry said. "Well, go ahead. George, you haven't gotten to do anything and as his doctor, you ought to have a good knowledge of his anatomy. After all, I think it's only fair after all the trouble you've gone through today for Tim." "Well, you've got a point. And if it helps in the process of draining him more, then I suppose I should." Dr. Gordon and Nick were already taking off their clothes. When Nick was naked he climbed up on the table and stuck his hard cock in my face. "Go ahead, Tim, suck it." I looked at the big meat in my face and part of me did want to taste it. I stuck out my tongue and licked the head. Then I opened up and took his big cock in my mouth. As I did, I felt the doctor enter my ass, stroking my hard dick as he started pumping me. Larry worked my sore nipples, twisting, pinching and pulling. By the time the doctor shot in my ass and Nick in my mouth, I had cum two more times. Larry replaced the doctor in my hole and Ted was ready to go again so he fucked my mouth as Nick and the doctor worked my cock and my tits. By this time, when I shot there were only a few drops coming out, yet the power of the orgasm was still overwhelming. I felt like I was ready to pass out. I felt Larry and Ted shoot their loads. As they cleaned themselves up and got dressed, I lay there, exhausted, sore and really confused. I tried to focus on what had happened but my mind was swimming with images. I lay quietly as the doctor unstrapped me and Ted helped me to sit up. At some point, he had gone and gotten my clothes. "Go ahead and get dressed, Tim. I have another appointment waiting so you'll have to clean up later." the doctor instructed. "I hope that this little session will help to keep you out of trouble." "I hope it will, George," Larry said, "I have to go back to the lake with his mother this afternoon. I hope this will calm him down while I'm gone." "Well, I'll keep an eye on him," Nick said. "And remember, Tim, we have a practice tomorrow afternoon and then we take the team pictures. Then we leave tomorrow night for the meet on Saturday. Don't be late." "We'll wait for you outside," Larry said. "Don't dawdle. I'd like to get you home and then get on the road." They walked out and closed the door. Stiffly I got up and began to dress, pulling my clothes on over my sweaty, cum-covered body. I started thinking of all that had happened. My drained balls ached, my dick felt raw and my ass throbbed. And yet as I reviewed all this in my head, my dick slowly grew again. What was going on with me? And how was I going to deal with Jennie tonight? It wasn't until much later that I learned of the discussion that went on as the three of them left the exam room. The doctor carried the videotape of my 'examination' as well as the one that showed me with Jeremy and Greg. "I'll get copies made of these for you two. And one for Gary as well." "That should be entertaining," Nick said. "Maybe I'll show it at the next swim team party." "You know that this is only going to make him hornier. If he wasn't addicted to cumming before, he will be by the time this is over," the doctor commented. "Exactly what I thought," Larry smiled. "Well, we'll just have to keep him busy." "What about the girlfriend?" Nick asked. "She's gonna be a little disappointed in his performance tonight won't she?" "Oh, I've made some arrangements to liven that up a little bit," Larry said, watching the monitor as I squirmed on the table, getting ready to cum again. "I think a good time will be had by all. Unfortunately I can't be there but Gary's over there right now installing some cameras to record the action. We should have some interesting things to watch."