Date: Sun, 5 Jun 2005 16:48:52 +0200
From: 3mcstefan <3mcstefan@wanadoo.fr>
Subject: Joey gets examined

Joey Gets Examined
by Stefan

Part One : THE PASSION FOR PECS

Joey admitted it: for the past year he had let his bodybuilding almost
totally consume his life - and it had paid off.

At eighteen he was one of the youngest guys in his gym and also one of the
best built. He had weight-trained since he was 13 years old and the past
year had seen him make incredible muscle gains, particularly with the
amount of muscle he had added to his already-oversized chest muscles. Since
giving up competitive swimming in college, Joey had gone for broke with his
chest development -- and his body had responded to his mind's desire.

Everyone stared at him in public, even though he always wore loose clothing
to hide his abnormally large muscular chest. And always he was in two
minds: he longed to be the centre of attention and be stared at like the
piece of submissive muscular meat that he was. He also longed to be groped
and felt by other males and hear their words of praise about his muscular
physique as their hungry hands felt him up.

Part of him wanted to be put down and criticised -- even humiliated -- for
he knew it turned him on. Yet few of these urges he could explain. He just
had them, and enjoyed their intensity.

But despite the stares he attracted especially from other males, he didn't
even attempt to socialise with the other guys in the gym and elsewhere. He
kept to himself and reduced his life to a minimum of contact with other
human beings. He had his work as a stacker at the local supermarket, his
life at home with his parents and his six visits to the gym each week.

But he longed to have a man who would take over control of his life, to
appreciate his body and make him his own property. He had read about the
way all the Greek men of ancient times had taken boy lovers for their own
-- not just for sex but to nurture and love and teach. But times had
changed and he contented himself with his annual trip to the doctor for a
routine check-up. He found a new doctor had replaced his old one.

Part Two : DOCTOR, MY DOCTOR

"Do you now why I am spending so much time feeling your pecs,?" the doctor
asked Joey. The boy shook his head although he assumed it was just
something that Doc liked to do.

"Well, even men can develop breast cancer, so it is important that I
examine your pecs most thoroughly."

"Here," the doctor said while patting his hand on the table. "Come sit on
the edge here so I can get a better feel."

The muscular teenager complied, as he always did when someone in authority
directed him. Lacking back support on the table, the young bodybuilder
leaned forward, his pendulous breasts sitting like two heaving sentinels
above his trim waist.

Before resuming his quest, the Dr. took in the picture, fantasizing about
burying his face in the silky warmth of the boy's torso. He gently cupped
one meaty breast under a hand to survey its weight.

"That's quite a job you've done with these," remarked the Dr. approvingly.

"Thanks," said the young man, especially proud of his pec development. "I
work out a lot, and it seems my chest grows the best."

"Indeed," replied the Doc, while still slowly sampling the smooth, supple,
heavy breast-meat and contemplating his next move on the nearly hairless
Adonis.

"Breathe deep for me," he commanded, and the heaving melons were next
prodded with a stethoscope.

"When was the last time you had a check-up?" the Doctor asked.

"Well, I don't ..."

"Let's do one now," the Doctor said without waiting for his growing teen to
recall.

"We'll start with some stats. Over here." He directed the boy to stand on a
mat, had him raise his arms, which he secured at the wrists to two straps,
and the boy was lifted slightly off the ground and his weight shown on a
scale.

This gave the horny doc an opportunity to steady the hanging beefy stud
with two hands on his tan, muscled torso. He knew it must have been
uncomfortable for Joey and this gave him an added thrill. A helpless
muscleboy hanging there, with breasts so huge that they bulged even in this
stretched state.

After releasing him, the doc took out a tape measure to measure some body
parts. The proud bodybuilder filled his lungs with air as the tape was
stretched around his thick chest, and then his tapered waist was measured
next -- twice "for good measure," assured doc.

The doctor felt the boy's body heat.

He continued with bicep neck and quads measurements. "This will allow us to
gauge progress," said the doc with detached professionalism. The boy was
delighted his new doc cared about his muscle growth.

Next, from behind the lad the doctor's warm hands tenderly felt the naive
boy's lymph nodes, then under arms, them sliding his hands along the young
stud's sleek belly and thick quads as though the lad was a prize steer.  He
noticed the boy's heart was beating faster, sweat dripped from under his
arms, and a swelling appeared under the lad's shorts. "Excellent!" thought
the doctor. "He likes it too!"

"Don't be embarrassed at that," he assured the young man. "It's quite
common, and a sign of good health. Now let me slide off these boxers."

The boy would have been embarrassed at being inspected naked, but his
growing erection only added to his embarrassment. The doc playfully padded
the now uncovered butt, noting a deep and low tan line.

"Turn around to face me." The lad's swollen dick nearly struck the doc in
the face. "Turn your head and cough," directed the MD, with one hand
feeling a testicle and the other placed gently on the lad's smooth and firm
tummy. The doc looked up to enjoy the view of the lad's naked middle torso
inches from his hungry mouth. But he resisted the temptation to use his
mouth -- how unprofessional! The teenager now only wanted relief from his
sexual tension.

"Now turn around and bend low for a prostate test. Is this your first?
You're young, but you never know..." The muscle boy was surprised and a bit
embarrassed to feel the Dr's greased finger probe up his ass hole, but it
didn't hurt...

The doc supported the lad's torso with his other hand, gently placed below
the now hanging pec-meat. The Dr's deep probing resulted in a throbbing
erection, which the Doc was finally all too happy to relieve.

The embarrassed teen soon was incredulous to have his physician, using the
lubricant from the prostate probe, massaging his dick! But it felt so good,
better than his own private jerking off!

The Doc. gently guided his horny young patient back to the table, where he
laid him on his back, his supple body vulnerable, his dick erect as a
flagpole.

"Now we'll take care of this," said the Doc. with restrained glee. He
worked not only the thick throbbing organ, but also rubbed lube over the
boy's meaty pecs, his tender under belly, his thick quads.

The young patient breathed heavily, surprised but delighted at the handling
and attention he was receiving. His physician teased his dick a bit, then
placed one hand under the small of his back, while rubbing his tummy,
sensuously with the other hand.

The patient sighed, as the Doc returned to the hungry organ to finish off
his boy-steak.

"Gimme juice, Let it come!" commanded the doc. Involuntarily, the lad
complied, and cum shot into the air in several gushes with his body
writhing in ecstasy as the delighted doc continued to milk the boy until he
was drained of every last drop.

Without commenting on the unusual exam, the doc wiped up the lad with a wet
towel.

"You'll need regular check-ups," advised the Doc, "Let's schedule for next
month."  "And keep up the good work at the gym." He said, patting the boy's
muscular breasts, still heaving from the orgasm he had just experienced.

"Yes sir!" answered the happy, submissive muscleboy, already excited at the
prospect of so thorough a physical and attentive a physician.

Joey left the doctor's office feeling spent and a little used. Even though
he had had a legitimate examination, he felt the doctor had also treated
him like prime beef -- as an object of lust to be groped, aroused and
milked of his manhood. Wow, just the though of this made him horny
again. He needed to be used, used like a toy and he wanted that feeling
again, soon, not in month's time.

Back in his room at home, Joey sat and wondered what he could do. He leafed
through the telephone directory and noticed that one of the hospitals close
to his home had an outpatient's section. That was it! He would go there
with a request for steroids and hope to find himself in the hands of
someone as obsessed with his muscular breasts as he was.

Part Three : HIS TURN WITH THE INTERN

After some considerable time in the waiting room, a young doctor finally
motioned to him to follow him into one of the examination rooms.

"What seems to be the problem?" the doctor asked, eyeing him up and
down. Joey hesitated at first then told the doctor that he would like some
stronger steroids to promote more muscular growth.

Without asking him, the doctor lifted the muscleboy's shirt up over his
shoulders and was astounded at the muscular development he saw before
him. Joey's entire body was deeply muscled and his smooth golden skin
almost glowed with health. But it was his deep pectoral development that
astounded the doctor. Each of the boy's muscular breasts were huge and
completely overdeveloped compared with the rest of his physique.

They were enormously large, full and deep and almost sagged with the weight
of muscle they were carrying. The doctor just stared then left the room
telling Joey that he would soon return. A few minutes later he did as he
promised and brought another doctor with him. Both doctors then began to
talk as if the muscleboy was out of earsho,. They were obviously so excited
by what they saw in front of them.

They both stared at his pectoral development and touched each massive chest
muscle with their fingers as if to make sure they were real.

The teenage bodybuilder never felt so exposed in all of his whole young
life, yet deep down he knew it was what he craved. Each doctor then took
one of Joey's breasts and lifted it to feel the weight of muscle he was
carrying on his chest.

One of the young doctors, while fondling one of Joey's huge breast-like
pecs, said to the other doctor in a loud whisper, "Man ! I would love my
girlfriend has such a big set of tits... !"

After an extended examination of his chest, Joey was asked to remove his
track suit pants. Both doctors then saw that he was wearing a tiny pink
pouch.

"Are these girl panties?"

"No", the teenage bodybuilder replied, blushing. "It's a posing-suit, for
bodybuilding contests... I like to wear it sometimes."

"Do you mean you, muscle guys, show off on stage wearing just... this ?!"

And again, as if the boy wasn't there, he addressed the other intern in a
loud whisper:

"Most of these muscle guys are real exhibitionists and some are real
show-off sluts... ! Take a look at this.. Most of his glute muscles are
visible and his pouch barely covers the base of his dick ! "

Joey was red with embarrassment but he was also feeling a growing arousal
at being treated like this in such an open way.

But the first doctor decided he would like to care about the boy on his own
and proceeded to treat the teenage bodybuilder with more respect and
kindness than the other. He seemed, too, to be the most sincerely
interested one in the reasons why the teenage bodybuilder wanted such a
huge pectoral development.

He asked his colleague to leave then got the permission from the chief
doctor to privately examine the teenage bodybuilder in one of the secure,
private rooms. He led Joey along the hospital lobbies with just his tiny
posing-suit on, the boy feeling so nude, so indecently exposed.

Once they were in the doctor's office, he said : "Well, your pectoral
development is so... unusual, to say the least, that, as well for medical
science as for your own health, I would like to examine your pectoral
muscles in more detail."

The young teen agreed, feeling secure and comfortable because of the tone
of the young doctor's voice.

"I have to check your pectoral muscles to see if there are no abnormal
lumps and so on", said the young doctor, placing himself behind the teenage
bodybuilder. Joey didn't bother telling him that he had just experienced a
breast examination.

"That's it, just let yourself lean back against my torso and relax."

The teenage BB could feel the doctor's warm breath in his neck. "Now, let
me pass my arms under your owns'... yes, lean back even more..."

Soon the teen bodybuilder's huge breast-like pecs were jutting outward,
obscenely displayed, the nipples on each pointing upright because of the
way he leant back against the doctor's torso behind his back.

Then the doctor cupped each of the huge male breasts from underneath. He
gently lifted them and pressed each of them with his fingers -- one at a
time at first, then both together.

The doctor was aroused and amazed at the same time that each of his hands
weren't large enough to completely cup even half of Joey's huge breast.

As his hands fondled the teens voluptuous flesh, he look at the breasts he
was feeling over the teenage bodybuilder's shoulder.

Whispering he said, "Does this hurt you ?..."

"N... no" said the boy, breathing more and more heavily.

"And what about... this ?" asked the doctor, firmly pressing the huge
fleshy melons in his fingers

"No... no, doctor".

"What about.. this, now ?" he asked, now pressing the muscle breasts
against each other, creating an incredible cleavage, while making the
pectoral mass pop up almost to the teenage boy's chin.

"Ooooh..." was just the boy could manage to say.

After a while, the young doctor moved around to face the teenage BB again.

With slow deliberation, he continued his close examination of Joey's
muscular breasts, weighting them, measuring them, gasping at their
incredible size. He tested their suppleness by lifting them and then
letting them flop down. They quivered provocatively as they did this. He
did it several times.

He then asked the teenager to quickly swing his torso from right to left
and then from left to right to watch how the breast-like pecs bounced and
flopped from side to side. He also tested their muscularity by asking the
boy to flex and tense his pectoral muscles while the doctor placed his
hands upon them. "You are a strong boy, Joey" he said quietly.

He tested Joey's nipple sensitivity by brushing lightly across them and
then pulling each nipple as far out as he could. They immediately stood out
proud and the young doctor marvelled at how erect they were.

The examination continued on with both doctor and patient each now aching
with lust.

The doctor had the young Joey jog on the spot for a period, placing himself
on one side, then from the other one, to cup each of the teen's huge
breasts during their bouncing motion. He had him on his hands and knees,
and again, tested how supple the breasts were by gently pulling them. In
this position for both the boy and the doctor, their arousal was
intensified.

Finally the doctor admitted he couldn't find anything abnormal about Joey's
breasts, apart from their size. Remembering his excuse for visiting the
hospital, Joey asked if he could get some more steroids.

"Do you really want to add more mass to this huge chest of yours ? " asked
the doctor with a slight smile.

"Well... yes Doctor".

The doctor quickly wrote his prescription and gave it to the teenage
bodybuilder, saying :

"This is a new and very powerful medication, paired with a growth
hormone. It should soon give you some rather dramatic increase in muscular
development... in quite a new way!"

The young bodybuilder didn't quite understand what the doctor meant but
took the prescription and thanked him. He promised to return soon.

As he watched his young charge leave the office, the doctor mopped his
sweating brow and wondered what would happen to the young man's physique --
with the powerful does of oestrogen he was now to take over the coming
weeks.

Part Four : THE BREAST OF RESULTS

Two weeks later, the teenage bodybuilder was in the young doctors' office,
again for a new examination, as he had been required.

"Well, would you please take off your shirt ? " asked the doctor. And, as
the teenage bodybuilder began to unbutton the baggy shirt he wore, the
slight smile of the doctor turned into a large grin.

In front of his eyes had just appeared the most gorgeous, the most
beautiful, the largest set of male breasts chest muscles he had ever
seen. The oestrogen had done its work and the teenage bodybuilder's breasts
were incredibly almost twice as large as they were only two weeks before.

What was more, they now had a fuller, heavier, rounder look, almost female
in shape, yet set on a very masculine pectoral base. The effect was
stunning.

Joey's nipples had become very swollen by the hormone, too. They were now
much longer, heavier and puffy. They were pointing out erect and were as
large as a man's thumb.

"Almost perfect", thought the young doctor. "Beautiful breasts, so full yet
also so muscular. You almost look as if you are carrying a load of milk in
each breast..."

Joey looked uncomfortable at those words, but soon he was lost in the
doctor's examination of his freakishly large muscular breasts. The erotic
examination of his man-breasts continued for hours.

The doctor couldn't get enough of weighting and lifting the huge
breast-like pecs in his hands. The boy's chest was gorgeous -- big, firm,
round pecs, warm and heavy in his hands, soft to the touch, so obscenely
large and jutting out from the teenage bodybuilder's torso. They seemed to
defy all gravity laws.

They were just so... HUGE!

Much bigger than any other pectoral muscles he had ever seen. And certainly
fuller and more arousing to fondle than any woman's breasts he had
touched. They were just... perfect !

The doctor, this time, paid the closest attention to the boy's
nipples. While fondling and pressing the teenage bodybuilder's
breasts-pecs, he frequently brushed his hands across them, enjoying their
soft firmness, they felt like living, warm rubber.

"I can see your areolas are very large. I guess it's because of the unusual
chest development. But I can see, too, they are swollen. Are they sensitive
? Do they hurt when I touch them the way I'm doing it ..?" asked the young
doctor while gently circling the two large areolas with his fingers.

"N..., no, Doctor... I mean... yes, uhh... well, I mean they are
sensitive... but they don't hurt..."

"Your nipples, too, seem swollen and engorged... see how hard they are..."
said the doctor while flicking both of them with his fingers.

"Hmmm... I'd better examine them more closely, just to be sure there is
nothing wrong with them. Well, would you help me with this examination ?
Just cup each of your own pecs from underneath with one hand and slightly
lift them for me to examine them. Yes, that's it... a little higher... just
like if you were presenting them to me.

"Yes... hold them upright that way, while I have a close look at them".

There sat the teenage bodybuilder, more than half-naked in the young
doctor's office, offering his huge breast-like pecs to the doctor who had
his face so close to them the teenage bodybuilder could feel his warm
breath on his nipples the doctor was pinching.

After a moment, the doctor sat again behind his desk, leaving the panting
teenage bodybuilder in the middle of the room.

He looked across and noticed how more aroused yet self-confident the boy
seemed to be, now.

The small pink posing-suit had been replaced by a tiny black thong which
left very little to the young doctor's imagination and the boy, while
standing in the middle of the office, was absentmindedly caressing his big
breasts, seemingly enjoying both their touch and his half nakedness in
front of this young doctor.

Day dreaming, the doctor imagined this boy on a public beach, wearing that
same black tiny thong and making a show of his pecs for everybody's
eyes. He imagined himself exhibiting the teenage bodybuilder like this and
saying to the crowd "See this perfect boy with his perfect breasts ?... He
is my own creation... They are my own creation !! Come and feel him!"

The doctor snapped back to the present time and place.

"I'm sorry if these questions sound too personal, Joey..." said the doctor
"... but.. do you touch your nipples when you masturbate ?"

"Y...yes, doctor" answered the boy, slightly blushing.

"Do you have them touched by your partner when you have sex ?"

"Well... yes, Doctor" admitted the teenage bodybuilder, even though it had
only been that one time.

"I recommend you to use saliva when you do, to avoid any irritation problem
with your big, sensitive nipples. Just wet one or two fingers... or ask
your partner to suck them. Will you remember ?"

The huge chested boy nodded, unconsciously covering his burning nipples
with his fingers.

"Well", said the doctor, holding a few little boxes to the boy, "...Here is
a new prescription : it is something you'll have to use for two weeks. No
more injections, now, these are just pills"

"Super Lact-X... What's that, Doctor ??"

"It's... well, it's.. just some kind of analgesic in case your swollen
nipples hurt. Just take... let's say... 20 pills per day and come back in
two weeks".

Part Five : THE MILK OF HUMAN PASSION

On the following week, the doctor's secretary called him on the office
phone from the reception desk of the hospital.

"Doctor, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I have here this teenage boy you
recently examined. He says, although his next appointment with you is for
next week, that he would like to see you right away. He says it's an
emergency. May I send him to you, Doctor ?"

The doctor agreed and two minutes later, the secretary led the teenage
bodybuilder to the doctor's office. The boy seemed excited and a little
anxious.

As soon as he had the boy remove his baggy sweat-shirt, the young doctor
knew his plan had succeeded beyond his wildest dreams. Under his
sweat-shirt, the boy was wearing a skimpy tank-top. The thin material was
stretched to the point where it could burst at the seams at any moment and
was almost transparent, making the tank-top look more like a bra than like
a tank top.

Two large wet spots soaked the material, revealing the enormous, dripping
nipples. The teenager's pec-breasts were huge, engorged and heavy,
seemingly ready to explode.

The young doctor first calmed the teenage bodybuilder with reassuring words
while gently peeling his soaked top and softly caressed the huge
milk-filled breasts. The lactation pills had made their effect beyond the
young doctor's wildest dreams.

"That's OK... Don't worry, Joey... This is just... milk ! Sometimes a
side-effect of the medication. You just need to be... milked !"

"Milk ??? But, Doctor... what the.. ?? Ooohhh... whatever it is, please,
Doctor...please help me ! I feel my pecs are about to burst... I feel I
need to... I need to... I don't know... Ooohh Doctor.. please !" pleaded
the boy while fondling his own dripping tits in his hands, drops of milk
already leaking through his fingers.

"Just hop on the examination table while I get a breast pump ready for
you. Yes, That's it... on your hands and knees" said the young doctor,
helping the boy to take off his sweat pants and noticing, this time, the
teenage bodybuilder hadn't anything underneath on.

So, in his state of complete nakedness, the boy got on the table on all
fours, panting and sweating. All he knew was an urgent desire to have the
doctor secure the cups of the breast pump to his tits and connect the
plastic pipes to the machine to bring him relief.

With a hum, the breast pump began to do its work. Pump, and pump, and
pump... the constant, pulsing suction sensation on his nipples quickly
drove the young boy crazy and had him turned on as he never had been in his
entire life.

Soon Joey was moaning and groaning with lust, his bloated pec-breasts
swaying under him. He was thrusting his muscular bare arse up in the air in
a total frenzy.

The young doctor still couldn't quite believe his eyes at this sight : a
huge chested teenage bodybuilder being mechanically milked by a breast pump
on the examination table! Milked of his man-milk induced by the massive
doses of Super Lact-X pills he had been told to take.

But, despite the boy's aroused state and the constant suction of the
machine nursing at each boy-breast, except for a few small drops, Joey's
huge breasts-pecs remained engorged and swollen with milk.

Each passing minute was increasing the hysterical, lustful frenzy of the
teenage bodybuilder who was begging for release, now! The comforting words
of the young doctor were of little use as the boy became almost delirious
with lust and that bloated feeling in his breasts.

"Please, Doctor, milk me... milk me harder... Make my tits ejaculate the
juice out of them - right here, right now... please !!"

"Wait a minute" said the young doctor. "... I'll ask the Chief Doctor to
advise..."

A few minutes later, a muscular man in his early forties, came into the
room in a hurry, followed by the young doctor.

He approaching the boy who was on all fours on the examination table, his
thighs spread wide, his arse rising up provocatively.

Without saying a word the Chief Doctor sipped a glove onto one hand and
slowly inserted his finger in the teenager's anus. The boy moaned loudly.

"See, John," he said to the younger doctor showing him his finger.

"He is all wet. If you are going to start the flow of milk, he needs some
intense prostate stimulation. Do it straight away... release his breasts
from the milking cups and place yourself in front of him.

"Begin to firmly massage his breasts while I stimulate his prostate".

The doctor opened the small box he had with him and produced a large
plastic phallus attached to a wire and a small box. He greased the phallic
object and poised it at the entrance to the teenager's anus. Slowly and
deliberately he pushed it into the boy who moaned at the intrusion. The
Chief Doctor threw the switch on the box and the phallus began to vibrate
deep within the teenager, stimulating his prostate gland.

The boy gasped and let out a loud, extended pleasure moan as the young
doctor continued to massage and attempt to milk his breasts of their
liquid. Nothing happened and both the young doctor and the teenage
bodybuilder were shocked to see the Chief Doctor take off his shirt in a
hurry, then his pants and boxers and, completely naked now, to place
himself behind the teenage bodybuilder. The young doctor gasped at the
sight of the huge hard member of the doctor in chief : damned, he was hung
like a bull and had a ball sack hanging so low between his thighs.

Joey, though he was in a total frenzy now, couldn't believe his eyes and
ears. How could it happen ? He woke up a virgin this morning, two hours
ago, and now he was about to be raped by a total stranger in front of
another man..

"Ready doctor ? asked the Chief Doctor and, not waiting for a reply, he
thrust his engorged organ in the anus of the teenage BB, making him
moan. Firmly holding the boy by his hips, the man began his humping. The
young doctor, facing the boy, was doing his best to press the huge
breast-like pecs in his two hands.

"Oooohhhh... Aaaahhhh... !!" The boy was close now, somehow the deep
fucking Joey was experiencing had triggered something in his mind. The
Chief Doctor increased the rhythm of his penetrating strokes.

"John, suck his nipples... it will help the milk to start flowing out...!!"

The doctor closed his mouth around the swollen teat of one breast and soon,
thick male milk began spurting into his mouth in heavy, pulsing streams
first, then in a constant flow - filling the young doctor's mouth, then his
hands.

The hot liquid began to soak the examination table, ejaculating out of
Joey's breasts as the teenage bodybuilder was experiencing both his first
fucking and his first milking.

The Chief Doctor continued to fuck the boy with passion. The boy's milk
kept on flowing so the men swapped places and the young doctor then
penetrated the Joey while the Chief moved on his back underneath the boy
and took his turn suckling the milk from the huge hanging teenage breasts
above him.

Two hours later, the naked Chief Doctor, sat on the examination table, was
gently caressing the huge muscular breasts of the exhausted muscular
teenager asleep in his strong arms.

"Well, John..." the senior man said. "It seems we have a real little
tit-freak, here... who is going to need our constant attention. Don't you
think?"

His question received no answer, because the young doctor's mouth was
already busy and filled with the teenager's rock-hard penis. For the
hundredth time that day, Joey once again moaned in ecstasy.

Part Six :A WINNING CUP...OR TWO

Joey's visits to the hospital rapidly took a steady and tireless pace, to
the greatest satisfaction of both parts. Sometimes it was the Chief Doctor
who was welcoming the muscular teenager for a long, detailed "examination",
sometimes it was John, the young doctor, and sometimes both of them cared
for Joey's oversized muscular breasts for long hours, cancelling any other
appointment of the day. There was the nights, too, where the security guard
could hear all this panting and heavy breathing through the closed door of
some office, sometimes till midnight or even later.

In the meantime, Joey, supported and encouraged both by the attention of
"his" Doctors and their supplying in various medications, steroids, growth
hormone and oestrogen, now spent all his afternoons at the gym. This,
combined to a new routine mostly focused on chest intensive workout, had
paid off: Joey had quickly added a few inches to his already phenomenal pec
muscles. It was hard to tell who was the most excited about it, the doctors
or Joey himself.

A cloud, though, eventually appeared in the sky on the day Joey had paid
one of his weekly visit to the hospital. John, the young Doctor, as soon as
his secretary had announced Joey's visit, hastened the patient he was
examining at the moment out of his office. Quickly writing a prescription
while he was giving the lady a few comforting words, he pushed her through
the door to the waiting room, his mind already racing with lust at the
thought of another "examination" of his favourite patient.

"Hello, Joey. How are you doing, today?" John greeted Joey.

Not waiting for any answer, John had wrapped one of his strong arms around
Joey's waist, bending the teenager's torso backward, whilst unbuttoning
Joey's shirt. Not bothering with more than the two or three upper buttons,
John was now holding one of the huge, firm muscular breasts which was
jutting out of the shirt because of Joey's back position. The young Doctor
began covering Joey's breast-pec with kisses, licking it all over and was
aiming his lips to the swollen, erect nipple, which seemed to be begging
for John's sucking. Then he noticed that Joey's moaning was not entirely
from pleasure, this time.

"What's wrong, Joey"

The Doc still had Joey's huge muscle breast firmly squeezed in his hand,
while he was sliding his other hand under the very short, light nylon gym
shorts Joey had on that hot summer day. John was pleased to find nothing
else underneath the gym shorts, other than the thin strap of Joey's tiny
thong, disappearing into the crack of his overdeveloped smooth
bubble-butt. But Joey suddenly pulled back from the young Doctor's embrace.

"Doctor John... I don't know... I... for a few days, I have... pain in my
upper back and in my shoulders, too."

Genuinely concerned by the painful look on Joey's face, ignoring the raging
erection he was now sporting in his pants and frustrated at the idea he
will probably have to delay enjoying his patient's huge male breasts once
again, the Doc gently lead Joey to the examination table. After all, It
wasn't that bad to have Joey with just his little pouch on, sited on the
edge of the table, his enormous muscular breasts hanging low on his
torso...

The doctor carefully examined Joey for more than an hour, touching his back
and shoulders in every place, sometimes softly, sometimes more roughly,
making Joey moan and sigh. He made up his mind for quite a long time, and
also went through many of his medical books. Joey remained motionless on
the examination table, his two hands cupping his huge pecs, gently lifting
them up. The Chief Doctor wasn't available on this day, so the Doc couldn't
get his advice but he just knew what the problem was.

"Well, Joey..." said the young doctor slowly rubbing his chin "I think I
know what's wrong. And you may not know it yourself, Joey, but you seem to
have already found the cure, nevertheless!"

Joey stared at the Doctor, a totally puzzled look on his face.

"Those huge babies are now too heavy, Joey" the Doc said, all smiles. "And
despite all the muscles on that hot body of yours, it's hard for your back
and shoulders to carry on such a load all the time. See: you instinctively
hold them up with your hands, easing their weight".

"But, Doctor... what am I going to do...???" asked Joey, almost shouting,
already devastated at the idea he might have to give up with his joy and
proud, the object of all his pleasures... and of many other guy's pleasure,
too.

"Don't panic, Joey!", the Doc said gently. In the meantime, he had stood up
from his desk where he was going through his medical books and was now
facing Joey sited on the examination table.

"What we're going to do, Joey is that... we are going to help you carry on
these wonders!" the doctor said with a large grin, resuming the fondling of
Joey's huge muscular breasts and gently lifting them up with an
appreciative look. He deinitely had something "special" in mind.

"Trust me, Joey, we are going to care about this. Don't worry and, most of
all, trust me, Joey. Do you trust me?" Joey stayed silent. "Oh Joey... you
look so tensed, so nervous... Just trust me...! We are going to take care
of this, but, for now, let me help you to relax..."

The doctor had gently laid Joey down on his back on the examination table,
now. With just his thong on, his arms folded behind his neck, Joey had his
huge pecs provocatively standing up, the nipples pointing to the
ceiling. They were so freakily huge and round... incredibly firm and smooth
and the tits were just... not to be believed! The Doc felt the fever in his
groin rushing back with violence. While struggling with the buckle of his
belt and his fly, he ripped off the flimsy thong from Joey, who had
instinctively spread his thighs, his knees bent, offering his body to the
lusty young doctor who was already fingering the teen's wet boy-pussy.

"Oh Doctor, please..." Joey moaned, his head tilted back, when he felt
John's dripping rock hard penis slid deep down into him, targeting the most
sensitive spot inside him. John said nothing as he hungrily devoured one of
Joe's muscular breasts while fondling the other one. "God..." the young
doctor thought, "... His tit almost completely fills up my mouth..." Then
as he continued to fuck the teenager, the warm, thick milk started to
slowly flow out of Joey's breasts, pouring out into his mouth and the Doc
just stopped thinking.

_

Later, once his lust had subsided, and while Joey had fallen asleep on the
examination table, his enormous nipples dripping their last drops of milk,
the doctor was at his desk again, going through various catalogues and
brochures. A large smile on his face, he was murmuring from time to time,
just to himself...

"Yes... that's it... that's exactly what we need. But it has to be larger
here... and we need stronger straps there... Yes, that's going to
be... fantastic!!..."

And when Joey finally woke up, the doctor was on the phone:

"...black will be perfect, yes...What's the delay to have this customized?
One week?... God, I can't wait...!"

Joey was now getting dressed. With just his sport shoes and his socks on,
he was on all four under the examination table, seemingly searching for
something.

"Is this what you are looking for, Joey?" playfully asked the Doc, holding
in the air what was left from Joey's tiny ripped thong. And, laughing, he
placed the minuscule triangle of lycra between Joey's huge male breasts,
burying it into their cleavage.

"Oh, but... I will have to go without anything underneath my shorts..."
said Joey "... and they are so thin they're nearly see-through..."

"Joey... that thing was not leaving anything to the imagination, anyway,
and you know you love to be near-naked in public. Now go, and be there next
week, same time...!"

How this boy could go out dressed the way he usually did and not be raped
at every street corner was a mystery to the doctor.

_________

"Come in, Joey, I was expecting you. How are you?" John was all
smiles. "Let me help you with this..." the doctor said, lifting up Joey's
skimpy gym top. "You don't need this..." He was pulling down the shorts,
now. "Neither this, actually... no thong today, Joey??"

"But... you said... !"

"Yes, I remember... I said "Come with the minimum on, Joey, and I must say
you nicely complied. I bet your whole wardrobe could be held in a man's
fist..."

Joey was now standing stark naked in the middle of the young doctor's
office, waiting. The Doc, with a delighted grin on his face, was opening a
box. Out of silk papers, he took what seemed to be a garment made of shiny,
black rubberised Lycra. Joey's eyes were widening every minute.

"This will give your back and shoulders some relief, Joey..."

The doctor had in his hand what looked like a kind of bra, but the wide,
strong straps and the thick material, half rubber and half Lycra, were
giving the whole thing a very manly, sport look. Joey obediently let the
young doctor adjust the thing on his upper torso. The Doc cleverly and
quickly handled Joey's arms and huge chest, adjusting the straps and
securing them in place, carefully placing the huge muscular breasts in the
garment. Once it was done, he took a few steps back, judging the
effect. The sight was blow-minding, even for him who had been giving
instructions to the maker to have the garment designed and customized
according to his wishes.

"Come on, Joey: have a look at yourself in the mirror!"

A wide, horizontal strap was circling Joey's torso, right under his huge
chest, covering part of his abdomen. To this strap, on each side of Joey's
muscular breasts, almost disappearing between them and his strong arms, two
other vertical straps were passing above his shoulders, to criss-cross in
his back, joining the horizontal strap. These straps were both securing in
place two large, strong half-cups, seemingly made of an even stronger
rubberised Lycra, covering only the lower part of each muscular breast. The
nipples were visible above the cups.

A central snap, between the two cups, allowed to open the whole thing from
the front side, too. The wonderful thing was that the garment wasn't
changing the natural, gorgeous shapes and volumes of Joey's enormous
muscular breasts, but just lifting them up in an incredibly provocative,
obscene way. Joey's chest was now horizontally jutting outward of his
torso, their heavy mass gently lifted up by the cups, but not hidden by
them, their firm nipples propped out and up in the air, standing to
attention.

You could have placed a beer can on Joey's chest, like on a table. The
other wonderful thing was that the straps weren't altering in any way the
lines of Joey's hot body. The horizontal, wide strap, under the boy's pecs,
seemed to be one of these very short gym tops and was so tight it looked
very much like a part of Joey's torso. And the vertical straps were so much
in the external parts on the incredible chest, that the garment could be
worn unnoticed under an open shirt, for sure.

That was actually the thought the doctor had in mind at the moment, trying
to imagine the effect of such a perky set of muscular breasts showing
through the opening of a shirt. He felt his cock starting to ooze precum
inside his boxers. His lust was almost painful. More than ever, he was
feeling how much Joey was "his" creation. He just couldn't decide if he
wanted to keep such a wonder for himself, or to show off the sex bomb he
turned Joey into at every public opportunity.

Joey was in awe. At least as much as his hot reflection in the mirror, he
was also enjoying the feeling of being both so tightly wrapped in the most
sensual part of his gorgeous body, and so exposed at the same time. His
phenomenal muscular breasts were standing higher than they ever did, and
the half-cups, far from lessening their visual impact, were enhancing in an
incredibly erotic way their smooth, tanned muscular mass. Looking down,
Joey's chin was now touching the top of his breasts and the feeling was
just... awesome!

"That's... unbelievable!" was just what he could manage to say, marvelling
at the new dimension the garment was giving to his deep cleavage. Then,
smiling, he added:

"I'm glad you had it made with the nipples visible, Doctor..."

"Why, Joey...?"

"Because..." and Joey was now slightly brushing "... because I love so much
when guys are staring at them through my tee-shirt... I wouldn't have liked
to hide them..."

"You look gorgeous in this, Joey, and I do think it will give your back and
shoulders a nice relief from the weight of your breasts, too. Come back
next week and let me know about it. But for now, let me have a closer look
at you..."

The doctor took Joey in his arms, from behind. Placing his chin on Joey's
shoulder, he cupped the two monster male breasts in his hands, feeling the
soft lycra, now warm from Joey's body heat. He gently but firmly pressed
them from under; through the material. That was, indeed, unbelievable. They
were jutting out so high, so outward from the boy's torso. The tits were
pointing up in the air in a provocative way. They seemed to be pulsating,
begging for release. The half-cups were doing their magic, pulling the
heavy mass of breast flesh upwards. The side straps, on the shoulders
seemed like a harness holding back two fleshy monsters. Wow!

The Doc slowly started to caress the underside of the monstrous muscular
breasts. Back and forth. He could barely open his hands wide enough to cup
the pecs from under. He was pressing them... fondling them... Joey had
tilted back his head in John's neck and was moaning, heavily breathing. The
young doctor couldn't believe his eyes, but yes... the muscular breasts
were getting slightly firmer, rounder, bigger every minute under his
fingers.  As in a daze, he could feel the naked bubble-butt of the boy
pressed against his thighs, the wet crack soaking the front side of his
pants. He thought for a while about fucking Joey that way, standing up in
the middle of his office, entirely naked for his muscle bra. His cock was
harder and bigger than ever. So were Joey's muscular breasts.

Joey was delirious, seemingly out of breath. Then, just one rough word came
out.

"Ohhhh..!!"

And, under the doctor's disbelieving eyes, the incredible suddenly
happened. Something which had never happened during any of the
`examinations' John had ministered to Joey. Harnessed by the side straps,
pressed against each other both by the cups and the doctor's fingers, each
of the male breasts simultaneously released a thick spurt of milk, gushing
all over the place with a strength both the Doc and the boy would never had
thought was possible. The hard cups were acting like a constant stimulation
on Joey's muscular breasts and the up high position they were forcing the
breasts into, seemed to make the spurting easier. The huge nipples were
throbbing, endlessly releasing their load. At this step, the doctor was
even able to aim their spurting, taking them in his fingers and directing
the stream. That was mind-boggling.

Joey was passing out in the Doc's arms. The latest's mind was exploding in
the same time his cock did in his boxers, his hands clamped hard onto the
huge muscular breasts.

__________________________________________

One week later, again, Joey was welcomed by the young doctor in his office,
again.

"So, Joey, did the muscle bra do good to your back and shoulders?"

""Yes, Doctor a lot and..."

"But, what's that, Joey...??" He couldn't believe his eyes: beside his
light, transparent gym shorts you could see he had just a thong underneath
on, like he usually did, Joey was wearing a mesh white T-shirt...  which
left the black, shiny muscle bra entirely visible.

"Are you not afraid anyone could see it, Joey? I thought you would have
like to have it hidden underneath your clothes...?"

"But I want anyone to see it, Doctor. I find it to be very sexy! And I'm
not the only one... " Joey was all smiles. "Don't you think it is, Doctor?"
Joey was flaunting his huge, propped out muscular breasts, cupping them
from under with his own hands the way the Doc did it himself last week. The
white mesh, upon the tanned, smooth skin, added to the hot effect, making
the cleavage look even deeper, enhancing the perfect shape of the huge,
round breasts. And the black, shiny garment, with its rubberised lycra
material, showcased the way it was, really looked like... a bra!

Joey had a large grin on his face, carefully adjusting the mesh upon his
enormous nipples which were poking through.

"Oh Joey... you are just ... you are just a...Oh wait a minute... someone's
knocking at the door...!"

"Oh, Doctor... please, don't open the door. I think it is the security
guard. He was after me. He almost raped me in the elevator and I've barely
been able to escape him when the door opened at your floor..."

Part Seven : WITH A LITTLE HELP

"Come in, John, please"

The Chief Doctor's desk top was covered with lots of documents, books,
papers of all kinds. As Doctor John came closer, he saw that the Chief
Doctor was busy examining large size B&W photos and also medical reports
and stats.

"I wanted to show you these photos, John... I guess you will easily
recognize one of your patient, Joey". The young doctor definitely
recognized Joey's hot body on the shots, indeed. The overdeveloped muscular
breasts couldn't be mistaken and, despite the very medical aspect of the
B&W shots of Joey from face or side view, these images were a total turn on
for both the two men. The low, rough voice of the Chief Doctor was
betraying his lust as well as his tented crotch and the young doctor, while
bending on the desk top to have a closer look to the photos, felt his pants
were becoming tighter and tighter every minute.

There were two groups of photos of Joey, face and side. The first group
showed Joey bare chested, his huge muscular breasts fully exposed in all
their glory, round, heavy, magnificent, naked. The second group of photos
showed Joey wearing the black rubberised Lycra muscle bra John recently had
custom-made for Joey. Provocatively jutting outward in an horizontal
position, the pecs-breasts looked like two monsters harnessed by the straps
of the muscle bra, ready to pop out in your face.

"By the way, you really did and excellent job about that muscle bra for
Joey, John. Congratulations"

"Thank you very much, Sir. You know how much I love... well... my job."

"Yes, John. It also gave me an interesting idea. What I wanted to point out
to you is, I think, especially obvious of the side shots. Have a close look
at them. Do you see what I see?"

"Hum... yes Sir. I think so. Joey's breasts stand so much higher and look
even bigger when he has the muscle bra on" said John, stating the obvious.

"Exactly, John. Now I would like to show you this, too. Let me know what
you think". The Chief Doctor inserted a video tape in a monitor placed
behind his desk and, a few seconds later, the two men were watching on the
screen a cardio session featuring Joey.

The young boy was running on a tread mill. His gorgeous body was moving in
a perfect harmony, but the most stunning thing was the way his huge pecs
breasts were bouncing up and down to the rhythm of his run. At times they
swayed from side to side as the voluptuous flesh moved in time to his
quickening footsteps.

It was the most erotic thing John could think of and his penis was now rock
hard, profusely oozing precum in his boxers.

"Very, very exciting, John, isn't it? A real turn on..." said the Chief
Doctor softly, unable to take his eyes off the monitor screen.

"Yes, indeed, Sir" absentmindedly replied John, in awe.

"However", said the Chief Doctor, regaining his composure, "... look at
this"

On the screen appeared a lot of diagrams, graphs and columns of numbers
while the tape featuring Joey's jogging kept on running in the background.

"These graphs and diagrams analyse and calculate with the greatest
precision Joey's pecs motion during his run - the pace and amplitude,
etc... Do you think what I think, John?"

"Well... I don't know, Sir..." stammered a mesmerized John, mostly busy not
to cream his pants here and now.

"That could be better" stated the Chief Doctor.

John was quite puzzled, wondering what the Chief Doctor meant by "That
could be better..."

"Let me show you this, now, John" The Chief Doctor took off from one of the
drawers of his desk what looked like a flesh colored piece of jelly. The
Doctor crashed it in his powerful fist, but, the second he opened his hand
again, the thing had took back its initial shape. "Look at this, John!" The
Chief Doctor dropped the thing on his desk top. The piece of whatever it
was rebounded at least 3 or 4 times higher than the height it had been
dropped from, nearly hitting the ceiling of the office.

"It is a new kind of silicone, John. Incredibly pliable, elastic and
flexible, as you can see."

John remained silent.

"Here is what we're going to do, John: we're going to give our cute little
Joey breasts implants. Not any ordinary breasts implants, John: first of
their kind... made of that extraordinary new silicone!"

The young Doctor didn't know what to think about the idea, let alone what
to say.

"But, Sir... I think that... well, Joey's breasts are already so
huge... and we have to be careful not to ruin their shape and volume, you
stated yourself they were perfect!"

"Do not worry, John. We're not going to alter the shape or volume of these
muscular wonders. We're just going to... help them to stand in that
incredibly high position the muscle bra gives them... without the muscle
bra!"

John was speechless. He felt that the Chief Doctor's words, in addition to
the complete plastic surgery field of activity, were actually giving new
dimensions to his now completely erected penis, too.

"Wow!" was all he could manage to say, while his boxers were getting wetter
and wetter every minute..

"And that is not all, John. Now that we achieved a perfect physique with
Joey's body, we're also going to work about putting this physique in
motion. The breasts implants, made of that new, incredible silicone, and
placed under Joey's breasts, will give them a new flexibility, increasing
the height of their bouncing, allowing them to move in a much more
autonomous way.

"In other words, Joey's pecs breasts will bounce more and better than they
ever did. We're going to give them a life of their own, John!"

John's mind was filled with incredibly erotic images of impossibly huge
male breasts, erotically bouncing under his eyes. The Chief Doctor snapped
him out of his daydreaming right before the final eruption.

"And, in addition to this, we're going to place these breasts implants
right under Joey's lactating glands. That way..."

"... the bouncing will stimulate the lactation...!" enthusiastically
interrupted John.

"... and will even possibly initiate it...!" ended the Chief Doctor,
standing up from behind his desk, displaying the huge erection his pants
could barely conceal, now.

_____________________________________________

One week later, laying naked on his back on the operation table, a bit
anxious, Joey was trying to get from both the Chief Doctor and John some
more information about what was about to happen to him:

"But, Sir... Doctor... why do I have to be asleep to receive the injections
of that new growth hormone in my pecs?? Can't you just inject it to me the
way you usually do?"

"Well, no Joey... this... well... new growth hormone is so powerful, so
efficient that... your body needs to be completely relaxed to get it. Also,
the injections may be a little painful, so..."

"Ooooh Doctor... will it leave some scarring or something?"

"No, Joey, not at all. Please do not worry. And I can tell you that, soon,
you will appreciate the result. You definitely will have better pecs!"

"That's good, Doctor" said Joey with a shy smile. "Will they be bigger?
Even more awesome?"

"Yes, Joey. Definitely much more awesome. And, now I have to give you the
injection which will make you sleep. Just relax, Joey".

With a boyish smile on his face, Joey quickly and confidently fell asleep,
his breath peacefully heaving up his full, round, enormous male breasts,
already dreaming of an even bigger chest..

_____________________________________________

"Good morning, Sir, good morning Doctor". Joey had just entered the Doc's
office. Already tanned from the first sunny days of the summer, flashing
his bright smile, Joey was glowing with health.

"Good morning, Joey. How are you?" Both the Chief Doctor and John, whilst
greeting Joey, couldn't believe their eyes.

Just the muscular, smooth, suntanned thighs would have been enough to keep
any pair of eyes glued forever. The white, very short, nearly transparent
nylon shorts, split till the waistband, uncovered the upper part of Joey's
thighs and part of his perfect bubble butt with each step Joey
made. Underneath the running shorts, "something" of a bright yellow could
be seen.

Whatever it was, all you could say was that is was... very small! The
strong arms, the V-shaped torso, the broad shoulders were eye-catching as
well.

But the most incredible, unbelievable thing was Joey's tee-shirt. The thin,
baggy garment was horizontally tented almost right under Joey's
chin. Bulging out, a long way out from the boy's torso. And very high.

The two huge nipples crowning the monster muscular breasts, far from
pointing down to the floor, were standing to attention slightly higher than
the horizontal, clearly and erotically defined under the material. From
there, the tee-shirt was freely hanging out, far from Joey's abs and waist.

The Chief Doctor hardly swallowed his saliva and, gasping, asked Joey:

" Joey, do you... wear the muscle bra?"

"No, Sir", said Joey, quite surprised "You said I didn't had to, this
morning and..."

"Yes, yes, I know... That's fine, Joey". Less than one week after the
operation, the overdeveloped, heavy muscle breasts didn't need the help of
the muscle bra to stand that high, anymore. Again, the Chief Doctor
struggled to swallow his saliva, mentally anticipating what's was
underneath Joey's tee-shirt.

Then Joey started to walk, slowly heading toward the two Doctors. The
monster male breasts definitely seemed to have a life of their own. With
each of Joey's step, they were bouncing up and down in an incredibly hot
way. Joey giggled a little and the breasts slightly flopped right and
left. They seemed to be in a constant motion, a firm, supple bouncing of
their own. The huge nipples were constantly sliding underneath the cotton
of the tee-shirt, materializing their motion through the fabric. When Joey
finally stopped moving, the oversized pec-breasts still bounced and
quivered many times in a motion of a decreasing amplitude, to finally stand
proudly still, but throbbing.

The silence was complete in the doctor's office.

"So, Joey..." asked the Doc "... can you feel your pecs are bigger, more
spectacular now, after the op... I mean... after the growth hormone
injections?"

"Oh Doctor, I don't know if they're bigger or not, but they stand
so... high and hard, now, for sure. Are they... erected, or something?
Also, I feel them... differently! I mean... I feel them more... They're
just moving all the time... and it arouses me... inside! They drip all the
time, too..."

The two doctors looked at each other, silent again.

Joey, a little bit embarrassed, asked:

"Why did you said I had to take a swimsuit with me this morning, Doctor?"

"Well, Joey... "stammered the doctor, "I think a little cardio... I mean in
the open air this time, would do a lot of good to both of us, so... what
about going for some jogging along the beach this morning, the three of
us?"

"Oooohh that's great!" enthusiastically said Joey, pulling down his running
shorts " But... I didn't have any Speedo... all mine from college were way
too small, so I brought a posing-suit!"

"I.. I think that will do..." the Doc managed to reply, looking at the
incredibly minuscule lime green thing Joey was showing off and wondering
how any speedo could be smaller than this "Let's go...!"

___________________________________________

Because of the early hour of the day, the beach was deserted. Stepping on
the warm sand, the two Doctors led Joey close to the water, on the edge of
the waves. John and the Chief Doctor stripped off first. Although he had
already experienced the situation, Joey felt weak in the knees at the sight
of the strong, well-built bodies of the two men. Both of them, as he knew,
were very well hung and what Joey could guess through their running shorts
made him warm and wet deep down inside his boy-pussy.

It was the first time he was standing outdoor, in public, with these two
highly sexually charged men and it felt... different to him. Whilst he was
pulling down his own shorts, he couldn't help but recognize that special
heat building in his oversized male breasts. Almost scared by how violent
his urge was, Joey was struggling with the obvious: he needed to be
milked. It happened all the time since the growth hormone injections he had
last week.

But the trouble Joey was going through was nothing compared to the lust the
two men were experiencing now. Joey had just started to slowly lift up his
T-shirt above his head and, in the motion, his monster male breasts were
reaching his chin, almost hiding his face. When he finally got rid of the
tee-shirt and lowered his arms, the big breasts endlessly bounced up and
down. It seemed they will never stop. His young nipples were moving in all
directions, shining from the first drops of milk Joey's chest was
producing.

"Let's run" said the Chief Doctor, fearing he could cream his pants right
here and now.

The three of them started to slowly jog along the beach, Joey between the
two Doctors. The flashy posing-suit Joey was wearing, totally inappropriate
for jogging, or swimming, or anything else than posing on a strip show
stage or a bodybuilding contest podium, which is roughly the same thing,
had entirely disappeared in his butt crack in the rear side, while the
tiny, line less triangle of the front side, barely covering Joey's cock and
balls, was leaving him more naked than if he was nude. It created a nice
visual contrast with the conservative, manly, dark colored running shorts
of the two coctors. They were quite a sight to be seen, though, with their
huge erections leading the way in front of them.

Under the stimulation of the bouncing and because of the pressure of the
silicone breast implants against his over excited lactating glands, Joey's
muscle breasts had started to swell and drip more and more milk. Bouncing
up and down in a frantic rhythm, they had begun to spray milk in all
directions, now, spurting all over his own tan torso as well as over the
two men's. They stopped running, trying to catch their breath.

Joey was ecstatic, loosing any sense of time or place. He was begging:

"Please, Oh please... milk me... now!!"

John and the Chief Doctor looked at each other. "Can we do this here?". But
Joey's breasts were now spurting in every direction, so, without a second
thought, each of the two men grabbed one of the boy's swollen male breasts
and, taking the nipples in their mouth, got the warm, powerful stream
directly in their throat, making Joey moan and groan.

The milking lasted for a long time. Their lust was dramatically raising up
and without asking the boy, each of the two doctors took turn to penetrate
Joey's smooth boy-pussy on the deserted beach, not even bothering to
undress him - they just spread apart the narrow back side of his
posing-suit. The boy's chest seemed to endlessly produce milk under the
stimulation of the bouncing from the fucking.

Finally, Joey fell asleep, sucked dry, exhausted. Wrapping him in a beach
towel, the two men carried the boy to the Doc's pick-up and carefully laid
him down inside, his head resting on the back seat.

The Chief Doctor gently opened the beach towel they had wrapped the now
deeply sleeping Joey in. John and him softly touched the incredible muscle
breasts and looking to each other, whispered in just one voice...

"Perfect!"
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