Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2013 14:11:27 -0400 From: Daniel1989a . Subject: Summer Doctor-Part 3 Summer Doctor-Part 3 As I was riding home, the wind blowing through my hair and over my naked torso I thought about how amazing it was to not only have a new Doctor, but Dr. Kerry was a man I had actually jerked off to many times. The pictures in the magazine were about 10 years old, which would put his age now at around 34 and to me he looked even hotter. Visions of how hot he had looked without his shirt on wheh he found me looking in the window of his offcie ran through my mind and kept my cock very hard. Remembering how explosive my double orgasm had been was still making my whole body tingle with excitement as I thought about how sensational it had felt and still felt. What amazed me the most was not how much or intense the orgasms had been, but that he had barely been even touching me when it happened. As I thought back his hand had been on my shaft and he had pulled my foreskin back and forward a few times, but now that I thought more about it, it had mainly been me thrusting my hips up and down and not him stroking me that had caused my eruptions. Either way I knew I had never experienced anything even close to that before and knowing he wanted me to come back on a daily basis was a dream come true for me. As I got closer to the cottage I wished I had brought my copy of the magazine he was in with me, but it was all the way back in the city at home and no way for me to get it. I tried to think of a way to ask to borrow his without sounding weird, but couldn't come up with a good reason so I put it out of my mind for now. My next goal was to think of ways of getting to see Dr. Kerry shirtless again and hopefully eventually, naked. My mind raced at the thought of how he would look fully naked, but being a Doctor I figured there was little chance of that happening. He had surprised me by asking me to take part in his study, I had heard of such programs in health class and even knew a guy who had taken part in one, but he never gave me details about it. Dr. Kerry had also made me feel great telling me that my cock and balls were bigger and more developed than most others my age, I had alreday been aware of this from the showers after swim practice, but hearing it from a professional made my ego swell. I pulled my boat up to the dock, killed the engine and tied it up, then since it was such a nice day I walked to a private area of the island I used a lot, stripped down and lay on my stomach to get some sun on my back. After about 45 minutes I turned over and lay for another 45 minutes, then dove into the lake to wash off the left over cum and to cool off. I then climbed out and pulled my shorts on and headed back to the cottage and then up to my room. I put on a different pair of shorts and then went downstairs and after asking, watched my Father sign the papers without even looking at them. I was so anxious and excited that I ran down to the dock, hopped into my boat, pulled the cord and then raced towards Dr. Kerry's place. I got there not too much later and was a bit sad when I saw that there were no botas in the boat house now, which meant he had gone out. I knew I shouldn't, but I tied my boat up and killed the engine, then walked across the dock and up the stairs leading to his cottage. I didn't really have a plan, other than that I felt an urge to get the signed papers back to him as fast as possible. My heart started beating faster as I approached his office and even though I knew he wasn't there, I knocked on the door and waited. I then opened the door and put the signed papers on his desk and then took a pen and wrote him a quick note explaining that I had come by to drop them off. I walked out of the office and was starting to head back to my boat, but my curiousity got the better of me and instead I walked into his main cottage. I knew I was crossing a line but I just had to do it, I couldn't help myself as I walked up to his bedroom and started opening drawers. I picked up one of his shirts and held it to my nose and inhaled deeply, loving the smell of his soap and after shave. I found an envelope of pictures and opened it and saw picture after picture of Dr. Kerry with various other men on beaches, in scuba gear and in general having fun. I thought it odd that there were no women but put it off to him having guys get away weekends. I put the pictures back and then walked back downstairs and sat in the chair I had been in earlier. I opened the drawer and pulled out all the magazines and put them in my lap. I picked off the two medical journals, then put the magazine he had modeled for aside and started looking through the others. There were a few other mens magazines that I read on a regular basis a few more medical journals and then my hands started to shake. At the bottom there were five copies of PlayGirl magazine. The magazine had only been started a few years ago in 1973 and I had heard of it but had never actually seen one. I had seen a few copies of PlayBoy, but I had no interest in pictures of naked women so I took the first copy and opened it. I thumbed past the articles to the pictures and my eyes almost popped out of my head. Pictures of a hot naked man were right in front of my eyes and my cock responded immediately. The man was simliar to Dr. Kerry, dark hair, hairy chest and very masculine and when I turned to the centerfold for the fisrt time I saw a picture of a penis other than my own. It was beautiful and so arousing I thought about pulling out my hard cock and jerking off, but instead I quickly thumbed through the rest of the magazines, loving the pictures. I wanted to take them all with me and explore them at length in the privacy of my own room, but I knew that would not be smart. Stealing would not be something Dr. Kerry would appreciate, but deep in my mind I thought that just borrowing one would be okay, so I took an issue that had a very hot guy as the model, put the rest of the magazines back as they had been and then walked back down to my boat. I wrapped the magazine in my t-shirt to make sure no water got on it then pulled the cord on my engine and soon was back at the cottage. Once there I ate dinner witrh my parents, then almost ran up to my room and pulled out the magazine. I took my time, reading every page and memorizing every deatail of every picture until they were burned into my memory. I was about to pull my shorts off and jerk off when my eyes fell on the copy of the papers Dr. Kerry had given me and remembering he had said there were instructions, I picked them up and started reading. The first page was filled with medical talk that I did not undertand and before I started reading the next page a thought crashed through my mind. The pictures of Dr. Kerry on beaches with other men, no pictures of women anywhere, how uncomfortable he looked when I asked if the picture of his sister was his wife and finally the PlayGirl magazines, could it be true, could he be gay. I sat back thinking about it, hoping it was true, dreaming it would be true but then thought he was a Doctor and might have the magazines for other reasons, but when I could not think of any, I thought there was a very good chance he was gay. The thought made my whole body tingle and my cock throbbed in my shorts thinking that if he was gay, would there be any chance he would be interetsed in a young guy like me. I thought probably not, after all I was only 15 and he was in his thirties, I was a scrawny kid and he was a hot masculine adult. But still, even thinking he was gay while he examined my naked body made the study he was doing so much more exciting and thrilling. I picked up the papers and started reading that he and several other Doctor's were doing a government approved sexual responses study of teen aged males. The goal was to understand the teen aged males masturbation habits, to establish an average size and shape of the soft and erect penis so Doctor's and health class teachers could answer student questions more accuratley. The papar went on to explain much more about the study, the teen aged males sexual prefernces, if they were sexually active, what they thought about sex as well as many other things that I just skimmed over. The next page listed instructions for the Doctor and I was going to just skim over it but a few lines caught my eye. Lines like, Doctor must document, photograph and film patient responses for use by other Doctor's and helath care professionals as well as health class teachers. I read that line again and there was no denying it, it meant that Dr. Kerry would not only be writing about this stuff, he would be taking pictures and even filming it so other people could watch it. I was not exactly embarrassed about my body but having it filmed and passed around to other Doctor's was a big step and I wasn't sure I was comfortable with that. I re-read that part very carefully and saw that I had missed the part about the pictures and film only being used in areas of the country far away from where the patient lived. That made me feel a bit better, it would be humiliating to be in my health class and see a video of me naked and doing whatever I had to do for the study come up. Another section instructed the Doctor to have at least one other Doctor, preferably more than one to witness exceptional patients. When I saw exceptional patient, what Dr. Kerry had said I was, would be observed by at least one and prefferably more Doctor's I again got anxious thinking about being examined by other people, and wished I had read these papers before agreeing and signing them. There was more information about the exams and specifics but it used words I did not understand so I skimmed over it to the patient instructions page. Basically it told me to have a long hot shower before every visit and that since masturbation and sexual response was the main part of the study that I should not masturbate until the study was over. I put the papers down and thought about pulling out of the study, but then remembered I had already delivered the copy signed by me and my Father to Dr. Kerry's place, and knowing my father, if I tried to back out of anything I had agreed to do, I would never hear the end of it. The not masturbating was huge for me as I usually jerked off a few times a day and the part about being filmed and observed by other Doctor's was bothersome to me as well, but I had agreed and signed up, and now with borrowing his magazine I saw no real way out and just hoped it would not be too embarrassing. My hand started stroking my very hard cock and then I pulled it away when I remembered the instructions, and since it was late I stripped down and climbed into bed. I slept in the next morning so when I saw the time I jumped out of bed and took a long hot shower, then ate a quick breakfast and hopped into my boat. I made it to Dr. Kerry's place with a couple minutes to spare and found him in his office. He smiled and said, "Good morning Paul, I'm happy you are on time. I was surprised you brought the signed papers back yesterday, sorry I wasn't here, I was out fishing." I looked at him sitting behind his desk without a shirt and again thought how incredibly hot he was, everything I dreamed about and now pretty sure he was gay too I said, "Yeah, I was passing by and just thought I would drop them off, hope you don't mind Dr. Kerry." He smiled again and said, "No, I don't mind at all. Did you get a chance to read the papers I gave you?" I nodded my head feeling a bit uncomfortable, then he asked, "Do you have any questions?" I cleared my throat and was about to say how I felt about the other Doctor's and the pictures and film but seeing the muscles on his chest and arms made me crazy and all I ended up saying was, "No Sir, I'm good." He looked surprised, but then smiled and said, "That's great. Well, let's get started. Please go into the exam room and strip naked, I'll be right in." I started to ask if he meant strip to my underwear, which I was actually wearing today, but again he left before I could. I walked into the exam room and noticed that on a table against the wall were the PlayGirl Magazines I had been looking at as well as a few playboy magazines and wondered why they were here and if he had noticed that I had taken one of them. My heart started pounding as I bent down and undid and then kicked off my shoes, then pulled my socks off and shoved them into my shoes. I then picked up my shoes and carried them to the other side of the room where there was a shelf and some clothes hangers and put them on the floor. I pulled my t-shirt off and used one of the hangers to hang it up, then undid and pulled my jeans down and off. I hung them up as well, then carefully pulled my briefs down and put them with my jeans. My cock was already hard as I walked back across the room and sat down on the edge of the exam table with my legs hanging down. I covered my cock and balls with my hands and then my eyes focused on the shirtless picture of Dr. Kerry on the wall again and I started fantasising about running my hands over his chest and arms, feeling his muscles and the hair on his chest. I was so lost in thought that he startled me a bit when he walked back in and said, "Okay Paul, why don't you hop down and come over to the scale so I can measure and weigh you." I got down awkwardly and held my hands over my cock and balls as best as I could and walked to the scale. He adjusted the bar to measure my heght and then the weights and said, "5'9" tall and you weigh 140 pounds, very good." I stepped off the scale and started walking back to the exam table but he stopped me by saying, "Wait a minute Paul." He pulled his chair out from behind his desk and sat down and then said, "Please come and stand right in front of me." I did it very awkwardly, my hands struggling to keeep my cock and balls covered. I saw he had a measuring tape in his hand, then he said, "Please put your hands at your sides and spread your legs Paul." I did as he said and my erection popped straight up just inches away from him. "It's essential that we get very accurate measurements, so if you could stroke your penis until you are fully erect, it would really help." I opened my mouth and said, "Ummmm. What?" He looked up at me and smiled and said, "You did read the papers right? It's very necessary Paul." I felt my face redden, but I slowly wrapped my right hand around my shaft and started slowly stroking, right in front of him. Knowing he was watching was turning me on like crazy which intensified when he said, "Paul, please pull your foreskin all the way back and continue until you feel yourself on the verge of ejaculating, then stop and tell me." Pulling my foreskin back had always made me very horny and always made me ready to shoot quicker than if I left it forward so I slowly pulled it back and heard myself moan. I kept slowly stroking my shaft for another minute, then stopped unsure of what he wanted me to say, so I said, "Okay." My cock was so hard and I was so close to cumming that it was boucning up and down on it's own, then I watched as he ran the tape measure along the top and bottom of my shaft and then wrapped it aound my shaft in a few places. He then started writing as he told me, "7 1/4" long and 5.75" around at the thickest part. You are way above average for not only your age, but any age. I'm just going to check your testicles again." I then felt his hnd cup and then grasp my balls as his fingers again traced around them and I let out a loud moan and then as his fingers moved around again I didn't even have time to warn him before I moaned again and shot my load all over his white jacket. My orgasm came so fast it stunned me as I watched spurt after spurt of my cum lnad all over what looked like his almost brand new white Doctor's jacket. His hand stayed on my balls as my orgasm continued and I moaned again, louder, then seeing waht I had done I stammered, "Ssssoorryyy Ssssir, Iiii cccouldn't hhelp iiit." He didn't look angry, in fact he smiled and said, "No problem Paul, it happens. Why don't you go hop onto the table again please." I sat down on the table and started to put my hands over my still hard cock, but when I saw Dr. Kerry pull his white coat off and that he was now bare chested, I forgot all about it. He turned an walked towards me and said, "I can't really wear that now and it's the only clean one I have. Do yo mind if we just continue without me wearing it Paul?" My eyes were glued to his hairy chest and muscular arms as he walked closer and closer to me and I felt my cock start to throb again and then I spoke without thinking and said, "No, I prefer it Sir." I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. More to come.