Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2016 14:10:05 -0400 From: Daniel1989a . Subject: New Doctor-Part 3 New Doctor-Part 3 All the characters in this story are fiction, none of the events actually took pl;ace. Please consider donating to the Nifty site to help keep it going.http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html My walk home was interesting in a few ways. My mind was replaying the events I had just experienced, but more than that my hole felt different. It was not unpleasant, just different. My mind swam with visions of what had just happened, a hot 15 year old Doctor had made me cum a few times. I started thinking of what he would look like naked, but since I had only seen him wearing his white Doctors jacket, it was hard to guess. I took a long shower when I got home, dried off and made something to eat. I really felt like jerking off but he had asked me not to and I managed to refrain. The next day seemed to drag on at work, I could hardly even concentrate on my tasks, but eventually got most of my work done and headed home. Again, I wanted to jerk off, it seemed like I was hard most of the day, but I busied myself with chores until the phone rang. I picked it up and heard, "Mr Sanderson?" I recognized Dr. Klassen's voice and stuttered a bit as I said, "Yyyessss, speaking." "This is Doctor Klassen calling, there is going to be a cleaning crew here the day of your next appointment, so I was wondering if we could make it another day." I was instantly disappointed, but got a crazy idea and said, "I live right across from the clinic, so I could really come at any time that is good for you." There was a pause and then his cute voice again, "My calendar is pretty full, but since you live so close, how about I make a house call?" My heart started pounding thinking of this hot boy Doctor in my own apartment so I quickly said, "Yes, that would be great, anytime." I knew I sounded too eager but relaxed when he said, "Okay, how about I be there at 5:30 tomorrow?" I agreed and he hung up. My hands were shaking, my blood pressure was up and my cock was throbbing. I looked around my place and instantly went to work cleaning every spot I could get to. I wanted the place to shine and after a few hours, I was satisfied it was as clean as it would get. The rest of the night and the next day I was so excited I called in sick to work. I spent the morning at the gym, pushing myself hard, then came home and gave myself a couple of enemas, finally pleased I was as clean inside as possible. I took a long hot shower and then dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and waited for my buzzer to go off. It was only 5:00 so I again started cleaning and tidying up things that were already clean then almost jumped when the buzzer went off. I pushed the button to open the door and knew this boy was right now getting into the elevator. I tried to clam myself but my cock was bouncing around inside my jeans and I thought I thought I might start sweating. Thew knock on my door startled me even though Iwas expecting it. I opened the door and there he stood, wearing like me jeans and a t-shirt and a pair of expensive running shoes carrying a black Doctors bag. I stood there staring at him and felt my face redden when he said, "Can I come in?" He had a smile when he said it and I quickly stepped back and let him in and closed the door. He stuck his hand out and as I shook it he said, "It's good to see you Mr. Sanderson." Without being asked he kicked off his shoes and my heart pounded harder as I saw he was barefoot. I had always had a thing for feet and his wewre beautiful. I pulled my eyes up and said, "Please, come in and make yourself at home." He easily and confidently walked into the living room area and looked at my furniture and the pictures I had on the wall, spending extra time looking at a nature shot I had of a group of wolves. He turned a smile on his face and said, "Beautiful picture, really amazing." I found myself straing at his eyes, then looking lower now able to tell he had some definition on his chest, the t-shirt he was wearing fit him very well and his jeans unlike most teens were not baggy. My eyes lingered on his naked feet again and I quickly covered my crotch with my hands. My cock was going wild and I knew a wet spot would appear soon. He pulled me out of my staring by saying, "Your sofa looks good to me, why don't you go get undressed and I'll get ready in here." My bedroom was at the other end of the apartment so I walked towards it as I heard him open hios bag. My breathing was intense as I entered my bedroom and pulled off my t-shirt and dumped it on the floor. I dropped my jeans and kicked them off then dropped my briefs as well. My cock would not settle down, it was wagging up and down and from side to side, spraying pre cum as it did. I heard what sounded like the crinkly paper Doctors used on their exam tables as I started to walk back out, my hands covering my cock. I saw he had covered the sofa with the paper and had put a few medical instruments on the table beside it, and had all my cushions in a pile. I walked awkwardly towards him and as he put one of the cushions at the end of the sofa he said, "Lay down here please Mr. Sanderson." I had to move my hands to do it and again as soon as my butt hit that crinkly paper my already hard cock hardened even more. I lay back, my hands covering myself as best as I could as Dr. Klassen watched. He said, "Why don't you just keep your hands at your side." He was so confident and my state of arousal did not seem to fluster him at all as my erection popped straight up pointing at my chin, leaving a splash of pre cum on my abdomen. I saw he had a slight smile on his face as he put on his stethoscope and quickly listened to my heart. He put it away and without a word grasped my erection in his hand and slowly pulled the foreskin all the way back. I let out a moan as he did it and his smile widened a tiny bit more. He said, "Circumcised males really have no idea how much more sensitive us uncircumcised males are." I nodded and thought I would blow my load at the thought that he just told me he was uncut too. His other hand grasped my balls and tugged them gently down which stretched my foreskin back even more. "And it looks like you are more sensitive than most Mr. Sanderson. Your foreskin is tight enough that you can probably ejaculate just by holding it back, am I right?" I started to open my mouth to answer but his hand tugged back a bit more, stretching my foreskin even tighter and instead of speaking I moaned and my back arched as my cock exploded sending a hot spurt of cum right up onto my forehead, followed by two more fast ones that landed on my face and chin, followed by a few more on my chest and abdomen. I was breathing hard my balls still in his hand as he laughed and said, "I'll take that as a yes." I laughed myself, amazed at how easily this boy turned me on and kept me turned on. My cock did not soften at all and without saying anything he held my balls in one hand and gently stroked my shaft with the other, driving me wild and bringing me right to edge of cumming again and then stopping. He let go of my cock an balls and asked, "Did you clean yourself out Mr. Sanderson." I told him I had and he smiled and said, "Great, then why don't we get started?' When he twisted to open his bag I saw that the front of his jeans showed a very obvious and very sizeable erection. I only got a brief look but it was obvious that although he was a 15 year old boy, his cock was man sized for sure. I wanted to touch it but then he turned back and my mind went to what was in his hands. He was holding two dildos, one looked to be about the size of my own cock, about 7 inches long and medium thickness. The other one was easily 8 or 9 inches long and easily an inch or two bigger around. Both of them had veins on them and the head on the smaller one looked like my own but on the bigger one the head was much larger. I started to feel anxious and he must have noticed because he said, "Don't worry Mr. Sanderson, just relax." I was still feeling a but scared but his hand went back to my shaft and slowly started stroking it and a few seconds later I had closed my eyes and was relishing his touch. He brought me to the edge of shooting again and stopped, leaving my cock throbbing as he said, "Roll over onto your stomach please." As I did he placed two cushions under my hips, raising my butt high up in the air and leaving me feeling very vulnerable. To make it worse he spread my legs as far as the sofa would allow and seconds later I felt him applying lube to m y hole. The way I was positioned my balls and bottom half of my shaft were mashed into the cushions, but the top half and head were free. I felt the dildo at my hole and clenched down only to hear hims say again, "Just relax please, take a deep breath." I did as he said and watched as he put a towel in front of the cushions and spread it out, obviously to catch my cum. He then patted my right butt cheek and said, "Relax and breath deeply please." The dildo head was at my hole again, feeling huge as I felt him apply some pressure I again clenched down, still unused to being a bottom and now appreciating all the guys I had fucked. He pulled back and I felt more lube at my hole, but this time as he gently pressed the dildo he used his other hand reach under the cushions to grasp my balls. His fingers gently massaged them as he applied more pressure, but this dildo head was bigger than anything I had ever had at my hole before and I could not relax properly. I felt his hand leave my balls and a second later felt something I had never experienced before. His right hand smacked down hard on the middle of my right butt cheek, making a loud cracking noise and as I opened my mouth to yelp I arched my back and he quickly pushed the head past my sphincter and into me. The sensations were many and intense. The slap to my butt was not really anything, it had just surprised me, but there was a flash of pain as the dildo head entered me a very quick intense stab of pain that quickly subsided as my back went back to normal. He id not push any further, instead he said, "Sometimes a quick slap takes the subjects mind off the dildo and makes it easier." He said it very matter of fact, like he had done it before but I forgot that and concentrated on the intense feeling the dildo was giving me. He gently started sliding it it further while at the same time twisting it is a semi circle. I found myself moaning, which got louder as he pushed it in further. Seconds later I felt it all the way inside, it was a new special feeling that I wanted to experience over and over. As he slowly slid it almost all the way out my moaning increased and this time as he slid it back in I found myself pushing back to increase the friction. This time he did not pause he pulled it back quickly and then sunk it right back in, the feeling almost took my breath away and my moans became even louder as he picked up speed. As he did so I was aware that I was rocking my hips back and forth, sending my erection wild and it only took a minute or 2 until my back arched and I shot my load all over the twoel. It was a powerful orgasm, one like I had never had before. He continued sliding the dildo in and out as he said, "You are really quite sensitive, I imagine you could could orgasm many more times." The thought thrilled me and not more than a few minutes later I shot another load, more intense than the last. I felt him slide the dildo out slowly and I instantly felt sad and empty, but cheered up when he said, "Move the towel out of the way and lay on your back." I did as he said, again noticing that the front of his jeans was now even larger than before, it was clear he was very hard and very large too. His hand idly stroked my shaft, hen he grasped it at the base and held tight while his other fingers gently traced over my very large and very slick cock head. I gasped he as he did it, my head had always been extremely sensitive and he seemed to be an expert at it. He made a circle with his thumb and finger and while holding the base tight he slid it up and down my now purple cock head, driving me wild. He stopped before I shot and said, "You are very excitable, I think it's time we continue." He grabbed the bigger dildo and my face showed obvious concern, as he assured me, "Relax, it will be fine, I promise." He grabbed a few cushions and as I raised my hips he stuffed them under, getting them just right to raise and expose my hole as much as possible. He smeared lube on the massive head of the new dildo and then said, "Grab your legs behind your knees and pull them up to your chest." I was nervous but I did as he said and felt myself very exposed and even more nervous. He maneuvered himself on the sofa and I felt the head touch my whole. My entire body tingled and shivered as he gently ran the head over the outside of my hole, rubbing the lube all around. The difference now was that I could see his face and even more arousing the front of his jeans that now had a very small wet patch on them. He applied more lube and now started applying pressure. The head felt massive so I said, "It's too big, I can't." He applied more pressure and said, "Yes you can, relax Mr. Sanderson." I did the best I could but several minutes later he had only managed to get part of the head inside me. With more lube he managed to almost get it in, the biggest part of the head would not slide in and I was sure he would give up. Instead he started talking to me while applying slow pressure, "You look like you worked out today, you really do have very impressive muscle definition, you should be very proud Mr. Sanderson." The compliments thrilled me and a second later his other hand grasped my balls hard enough that I called out and at the same time the head of the dildo popped inside me. This time the pain was searing, like a knife almost and I thought I would cry out again, but my hole relaxed and actually started clamping down on it. He left it just inside me while his other hand reached between my legs and started stroking my cock, running his fingers again over my cock head driving me wild. I was now hornier than ever before in my life and as he slowly started pushing the dildo in my mouth opened and I called out, "Oh....please fuck me......." I felt instantly humiliated, I had not meant to say it out loud, but if he was offended he did not show it. As the dildo slid in I thought It would split in half, but again my hole relaxed and the feeling got better and better. He left it all the way in ad again stroked my shaft almost to orgasm then started sliding it out. I was now moaning at will, not even caring as he very slowly rotated and slid the dildo around. I felt myself getting close and opened my eyes to see that his small wet patch was now larger and his jeans covered cock was throbbing. This turned me on beyond belief and I wanted to touch it, but I was so lost in my own arousal, which became even more when he said, "Why don't you stroke yourself." Instead of grabbing my cock I started playing with my nipples first and I saw a smile on his face, then my hand reached down and grasped my hard on as he started pushing the dildo in and out faster. My moans turned to groans of pleasure and I got so lost my grip let go of my erection just as I shot my load. It had been so hard that it bounced down off my abdomen and then bounced up so hard that the first shot of my cum landed on Dr. Klassen's t-shirt. At that point I closed my eyes as my orgasm continued, spilling all over my chest and abdomen. When I opened my eyes he was staring at me a wide smile on his face. I instantly looked at my cum on his shirt and said, "I'm so sorry about that Dr. Klassen." He smiled wider and said, "No problem." Then without a word he grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it up and off in one quick motion. I let go of my legs and stared stunned. He obviously tanned somewhere, but what was amazing was how toned his chest and abs were. He was not huge, but it was clear he spent a lot of time working on his body. There was not a trace of hair anywhere and he had beautiful medium sized brown nipples that at the moment were pointed, showing he was turned on. I wanted to grab him and kiss him, feel his skin and rip off the rest of his clothes, but he quickly started working the dildo again as he said, "Grab your legs behind the knees." I did as he said and watched as he got on his knees on the sofa, thrilled to be able to see his beautiful torso as he worked the3 dildo. He smiled wide and said, "I believe you said something about fucking you." His smile widened and in one quick pull he removed the dildo and then firmly thrust it all the way back in. The sensation was almost too much, I thought I would pass out, but he did it again, pulling it all the way out, then ramming it back in, really picking up speed as it hit me, he was now really fucking me with the dildo. The muscles on his torso were flexing with the effort as he thrust the dildo even faster and a minute later my back arched, Every muscle in my body tensed and I shot my load again. My moans were almost screams as he not only did not slow down but actually thrust the dildo harder and once again without meaning to I yelled out, "Ohhhhhh....fffuck.......fuck me......." I was amazed several minutes later that I shot another two loads and now spent I was relieved that he slowed down and gently removed the dildo. He picked up a towel and wiped his face and some sweat from his chest, then handed to me and watched as I cleaned up my cum as best I could. He sat beside me, me still on my back and said, "In layman's terms Mr. Sanderson, you are one hell of a perfect bottom." I smiled and thanked him, then was sure I was hallucinating as his hand went to the buttons of his jeans as he said, "Now, there is just the fee for me making a house call." I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Sorry it took so long. Please, comments and suggestions are what keep me writing. I have some ideas of how to continue, but would really like to hear what the readers want.