Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2006 20:13:24 -0700 (PDT) From: zanhoweser Mackington Subject: Sam The Delinquent 10 Disclaimer: Do not read if you do not care for fictional m/b situations. The characters are not real. Any comments may be sent to: zanmountain@yahoo.com --CABIN FUN - - CHAPTER 10 Mr. Fauck and Sam entered the cabin in the woods late at night. There was a full moon so much was illuminated. Mr. Fauck left Sam rubbing his eyes at the front door and yawning as he went around back. Wwwwhhhhhrrrr putt putt whhhhrrrr Mr. Fauck returned and unlocked the front door: "Glad the generator is fueled and working. We will have lights." The two entered the spacious cabin. The lights were bright. A light covering of dust was about the heavy wooden furniture and items. Sam charged off and inspected each room and returned. "There is one bedroom. One squeaky bed with coil springs." Sam offered. "Go ahead and strip down. Climb into bed, I will be there soon." "YAAAWWWNNN. I am so tired." The boy stretched and took off his shirt. He undid his shoes and socks. He quickly tried to yank down his brass zipper in his jeans and YELPED LOUDLY. "Mr. Fauck! Ooooooooooo!!" Mr. Fauck walked into the bedroom and found somehow the boy who wasn't wearing underwear had managed to catch the skin near the head of his penis onto the teeth of the zipper. "That will teach you not to wear underwear, boy." "Can you help me? Fix it!!? Ow, is it injured?" Sam gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as Mr. Fauck applied warm spit to lubricate the penis and the zipper. He licked and mouthed the penis. Mr. Fauck then expertly maneuvered the offending zipper off the trapped boy pecker. Mr. Fauck gently rubbed the penis up and down as if to examine it. The boy had a very slight pinched area, red and purple from the zipper teeth. Barely noticeable. "You will have a very small blood blister here." He tapped the bouncy dick. KISS Mr. Fauck kissed the penis and put it down over his twin oval hairless balls. "Thanks Mr. Fauck. Oh man, I thought I was dead." The boy fumbled quickly through the open suitcase by the bed as he held his other hand over his privates. He found some skimpy boy's briefs Mr. Fauck had packed. He put them on, tucking his boyhood into them. The white briefs bulged out nicely. Sam then stood feeling his lips. Sam then picked at his teeth and pulled out a long curly hair. "How did this get between my teeth? Weird." Sam stretched again and yawned. He gently patted his bulging briefs as if caring for a baby. He dived into the double bed wearing his briefs. He pulled up the white sheet. SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK The boy was asleep before his head hit the pillow in the narrow double bed. Mr. Fauck brought in the rest of the supplies and sat down in the living room. He could hear the boy gently snoring from bedroom. Mr. Fauck dialed Tony by cell phone and chatted briefly. "Yes, yes, we are here. I see. Yes, I am heading off to bed as well." Mr. Fauck yawned and stretched. He hovered about the bed undressing. He hung up his clothes and slipped into the squeaky bed, naked. Sam naturally rolled into the side of Mr. Fauck and was held. Both fell asleep as it was now 1:00 AM in the morning. At 3:00 AM Mr. Fauck awoke and gently maneuvered his hand down to Sam's briefs. He fondled and fiddled with the boy sausage in the briefs. Sam moaned and held onto Mr. Fauck's furry forearm. It was almost as if the boy were humping his arm. Mr. Fauck felt the boy's perfect hardness. He moved up to his chest and played with his nipples. He felt the curvature of his chest and back. He played with the cobblestone developing six pack of the boy. He buried his nose into the mop head of blond hair in inhaled deeply, capturing the boy scent. He rolled over and closed his eyes smiling, knowing the morning would be another day. He and his very own boy! -- THE NEXT MORNING IN THE CABIN -- It was 9:00 AM and the sun was brightly illuminating the bedroom. Sam lazily turned over on his back in the bed and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes squinted at the morning sunbeams illuminating the dancing dust particles in the room. He yawned and tried to go back to sleep, but he couldn't. He turned back on his back and looked about the room. He was going to need a haircut as his blond hair was beginning to fall into his eyes a lot. He had the froppy floppy bed hair. He reached to the side in the bed and felt it was empty. "Huh? Uh, Mr. Fauck? Where are you? Where did you go?" The boy lifted himself up in the bed gazing about. He got out of bed and stood stretching. He then grimaced and clutched his groin and his briefs. "Gotta pee bad." The boy opened the heavy bedroom door and walked sleepily into the large A-frame living room. A large stone fire place and mantle were nearby. Large tree columns held up the spacious ceiling. He was looking about and then became startled. HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHH??????????????????????????????? WHATTTT?? HUHHH???? The boy found himself standing in his briefs in a semicircle of eight men of various ages, including Tony and Mr. Fauck. They had been taking digital photos from the very instant the perfect sexy boy had walked into the room. The men moved their chairs so that the circle enclosed Sam. "Good morning boy." Mr. Fauck quipped as he sipped at his mug. "Good morning Sam." The simultaneous voices of the men said in unison. "Uh, who, who..." Sam's lip quivered. "Sam, these are friends of Tony, uh, Doctor Tony, you know from across the street." "Uh, GULP. Um, hello. I'm not dressed." Sam blushed two shades of red. "That's all right. Not a problem" "Oh don't be ashamed." "It is ok" "Yeah, that's all right. We are all guys." "Yeah kid, no sweat." Sam turned around in a circle looking at the strangers. "Uh, Sam, these are my friends. We are all medical people. We get together in this club. Yes, this is our club, it meets usually over at my house. They have heard about you and Mr. Fauck." Tony said to Sam. "He's all boy gentlemen. I am now raising him. He's my boy." Mr. Fauck offered to his guests. Sam smiled and looked at Mr. Fauck holding his briefs. "Don't be rude Sam. Say hello to our guests." Mr. Fauck chided. The boy slowly walked around to each man shaking his hand. Some held on tightly, others found it difficult to let go. Still some thwacked him lovingly on the firm butt in his briefs as he walked to the next man. All the time pictures were being taken. One man stood up and gave Sam a super wedgie!!!! "AAAAAAAwwww oooooohhh!" Sam grimaced and readjusted his briefs. "I guess you guys are cool. Oh man. That kinda hurt." Sam gently rubbed his briefs. "We're just boys at heart also Sam." Tony chuckled. Sam walked over to Mr. Fauck and whispered in his ear. Mr. Fauck then announced "Joe, you got that toilet fixed yet in there?" A ninth man popped his head around the corner and said "No dice. The john is not working. I hope to have it going in a couple of hours." Sam looked cross-eyed at Mr. Fauck and held his briefs tightly. "Joe, give me that low brass pot." THUNK. Mr. Fauck caught the pot quickly from the air. He placed the pot in the center in front of Sam. "Go in that." Mr. Fauck smiled. "Uh, I will take it outside" Sam was about to pick it up "Mafia Sam. They could be watching outside. We gotta keep secret." One man replied. "Huh??? Oh yeah. Uh. Well. Uh." Sam stammered but hesitated. ZIP ZIP ZIPPPPPPPPP ZIPPPPPPPP ZIPPP ZIPPPPPPPPPPP Sam looked shyly about and found that all the men had undone their pants and were holding out their man cocks. "As we said, we are all guys here. You don't have nothing we haven't seen before." The boy grimaced again feeling the pain of his swollen bladder. He slowly fished out his boy penis. The men in the group took a gasp and you could hear the click of digital cameras. One man came quickly behind him and produced a pair of scissors. SNIP SNIP SNIP SNIP SNIP FLIPPPTWP!! The briefs were quickly cut away and Sam turned over his shoulder to see who cut away his briefs. It was Tony!! "Why did ya do that? Huh?" "Because we are all guys. We want you to feel comfortable." All the men were sitting around naked, sipping at their cups. Sam blushed and covered his groin. "You gonna just hold it?" one man asked. Sam turned and aimed for the pot. PHIIIISssssssssssssssssssssss pisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!! The boy peed for what seemed to be 1 minute -- a steady yellow stream. CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK -- the digital cameras were snapping furiously. High definition digital pics revealed how wide Sam's piss slit expanded to allow the mighty stream out! He shook his dangling boy penis of a drop or two. "Feel better?" Mr. Fauck asked the naked boy. Sam blushed and nodded yes. Another man suddenly presented a 4 legged stool. The boy climbed up on top still covering his crotch. "So, GULP, are you guys friends of Doctor Tony?" the boy surmised. "Yes, yes indeed. We went to the same school as Tony. Um, Medical School." "Quite right. Yes, Sam, we are all medical friends of Doctor Tony." The boy was buying the ruse, and scratched his blonde mop head as if to think. "And you doctors get tired of wearing all that doctor stuff, and come up here to run around naked?" The boy smirked. "Yes, in a way of speaking. We call it being Naturists. People who like and enjoy being nude without the restraint of clothing." Responded one man. Sam was feeling a bit more at ease and uncrossed his legs. His dangling thick 13 year old cut penis with cigar band coloration was prominent, nestled between two flattened oval hairless balls, protruding from the cushion of the stool. "We are also working this week as well as enjoying the freedom of textile free living, Sam. They are studying prostoitis. The swelling of the prostate and related problems. They are professionals." The boy looked like a sheepdog at the men and wiped his lips with his hairless forearm. "Oh yeah. Like what I had. And what you, Doctor Tony helped me with." Sam chirped up. "Oh Doctor Tony, does this boy have prostoitis?" A man responded to Tony. "Indeed, quite a severe and constant case." Tony said seriously to the man avoiding Sam's face. "Huhhh? You mean what I have is suh ver. Uh, bad? Real bad?" A perplexed Sam asked as he rubbed his emerging bristling pubes a bit. "Well Sam, let us ask you a few medical questions." One man proposed. Sam straightened up his back on the stool and looked as if to concentrate "Yes sir." "Doctor Tony described to us while you were sleeping, how he had to relieve your pronto glandular prostoit by manual rub. And white fluid escaped." The man babbled and made up medical sounding terms. "Huuuh? Pronto glan what? Uh, oh yes sir. Doctor Tony said my gland deep in there was really tight and swollen. Filled with stuff. And yes sir, sticky white stuff did spew out." Sam said. "Did you feel better, more relaxed, at ease after the procedure? Asked another man. "Yes sir." Sam blushed looking down at this crotch. "And Sam, does your penis harden more and more each day. Many times unexpectedly?" asked another man in the group. "Tony! They are asking embarrassing questions!!!" Sam turned to Tony. "Answer please." Tony waved his finger. "yes sir." Sam shyly responded. "I didn't hear you boy." Responded another man. "YES SIR!" Sam said loudly. "Yes sir, what happens Sam?" a man asked. "My penis gets hard a lot of times. I don't know why!! Sometimes it just goes up all by itself. I wake up every morning now with it hard. I can't pee until it goes down." Sam covered his hand with his mouth realizing he volunteered too much information. "I might add, Sam was prevented from having sex ed by his mother. He was to have it next year. He was supposedly home schooled by her, but that is very uncertain. The school authorities were always at his house asking for proof of his education. Very minimal I might add. His mother sought to protect the boy from the world of which she was a very big part." Mr. Fauck added knowledgeably. "You are 13 years old and do not know..." the man was interrupted by Tony. (All the men in the group had their cocks twitching and moving about from the idea of the pure boy before them. They were filling up memory cards of pictures.) "Hey, I was interested in her magazines she had." Sam said closing his eyes. "Like these?" Tony produced a handful of Gay and BoyLove magazines before the naked youth. A plasma large screen came alive by remote control in the cabin. It showed still high resolution photos of Sam naked in the bathroom enjoying the magazines with great curiosity. "GULP! GULP!" Sam looked wide-eyed at the screen. "So Sam. Is it getting hard now?" asked a man. "No." The boy looked at the ceiling. "Then remove your hands from your lap." Asked Mr. Fauck. Two men stood up and held his hands away. The 13 year old snake lengthened and slowly twitched and rolled, expanding and swelling. Sam blushed and tried to blank his mind. It was a battle to keep his hormone raging dick down! "Uh, look. I am starved." Sam tried to change the subject. "Why did you lie Sam?" One man chided. "In fact, your covering it and touching it just worsens the condition causing a reaction in your prostoitis." The man said knowingly. "Ok, I will do anything to keep it from getting worse." Sam blushed. "Well, I don't know. Only if you really want our help." Said Doctor Tony. "I do! I do!" pleaded Sam, his blonde hair falling into his eyes. "Look! There you go again touching it." Replied a man. "I'm sorrrrry! It's just habit." Sam said putting his hands nervously on his thighs. "Ok, off the stool and come over here and sit on the kitchen cane chair." The boy did as he was asked and looked up at the circling men. Sam watched as his hands were tied behind the back of the chair with soft cotton wrist restraints and rope. His hairless legs were tied as well. "Now spread your legs some. To allow the testicles room. And this..." Tony said as he lifted the tucked in boy penis up and free onto his thigh. "This allows proper blood flow to your penis and testicles. Also pressure off your prostate. This exercise tests the severity, or how bad your prostotis is in your body." Tony offered. The boy dick twitched and rolled as if bothered. It would rise and then go down. "Can I eat while I do this experiment doctors?" the boy's blond hair fell into his eyes. The men spread the BoyLove and Gay magazines open before Sam at the table. His eyes grew wide as saucers and he looked up at the men, hair in his eyes. - NEXT CHAPTER -- THE TEST -