Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2006 18:44:51 -0800 (PST) From: Aihu Fist Subject: Kyle, the closet queen of Miami part 10 by Aihu Fist Copyright 2006 Aihu Fist. All Rights Reserved. The colonel left my premises like a thief in the night. I was seven pm. and longed for Juan's butt. I knocked on his door. -Juan? -Yes, come in. He was lying on his bed reading a comic book. -Don't you think you should prepare yourself for the examination? -I don't feel like it, I'll do it later in the night. He was lying there with one hand behind his head and the other holding his book. His legs pulled up. I had a great view on his bulging thong. The red worked on me like the red cape of a toreador for a bull. I sat near his feet. -Juan, you must invite your friend to come over sometime. If he is that nice to you he will certainly accept an invitation. -Could be, Juan replied dryly, too much involved in the comics. My hand lunged at his crotch. He shook up, but didn't push away my hand. I began fumbling around with his thong. He kept reading as if he wanted to say: `I am not interested.' But I was too selfish to heed that. I tore his thong aside, his ballsac dropped two centimeters lower and his cock was getting interested in the action. It rose its head millimeter after millimeter. I clenched my fingers and thumb around the shaft so I could start teasing my baby. As I expected, Juan couldn't resist anymore and put the book away. He slid down on the bed flat on his back. -You like it Juan? -O I guess so, can't you tell? -Sure, honey let me suck your carajo (cock). -Yes, that would be lovely. I lowered my head, opened my mouth very wide and entrapped this young pecker. The point of my tongue sought for the piss slit dug deep in there. Juan contracted all of his muscles and in short notice began to wail while pushing up his loins punching holes in my inner cheeks. To enhance the ecstatic joy of his I punched three fingers up his anus. Now he went berserk, pushing up and down so much I couldn't follow him no more. He pressed my head firmly onto his cock. He was fucked my mouth I couldn't suck him in my rhythm. He decided the speed and movement of my head. But I broke lose. -Hang on Juan; let me get my clothes off. Turn on your tummy, it is boy hole time. Perch your butt high, as if you were a praying Moslem. That was a lovely position he was in. I massaged his balls a while then I aimed for the boy's crack, spat a copious wad of my own phlegm in it and slid in. I skidded in and out and it didn't hurt him, the boy had been opened up many a times, he had control over his arse muscle. I was so hot I shot all of my arrows too soon in him, but I was so glad I had done it. -Good Juan, you were great. -You too, daddy. The next day I couldn't believe it, but here he was introducing his school friend to me. -Hi, nice to see you. You must be Rodolpho, no? Juan told me so much about you. Juan straight away looked at me in fear. He was afraid that his friend would get angry because their secret was to be unraveled? -Really? Rodolpho asked with an innocent look. -Yep, he is all about you every time he comes back from school, it is Rodolpho here and Rodolpho there. But, maybe you want to see Juan's room. -Yes, that would be great, the boy said. Rodolpho was about, one year older I guess, because he had. He failed to do his exams last year because he was often sick with asthma. We got inside the room and chatted away with some small talk until there was a silence. Had we said everything? We looked at each other in anticipation that one of us would say something interesting. I thought of breaking the ice with that bold question. -Rodolpho, you are very well built, despite your asthma problems. Have you ever had a hospital check-up? -No, sir, my parents are very poor and cannot afford to take me to the doctor. I see, well I have studied medicine a long time ago and haven't practiced for a few years, but still have all my medical instruments here. What would you say if I examined you for free in my room, while Juan takes a bath? Juan had understood what was going to happen and said nothing. Behind Rodolfo's back he winked at me with a nasty grin on his face. Rodolpho did maybe have a big interest in Juan, but he seemed to be naive to my intentions. -Really, sir that would be great. Can you wait for me Juan? -Sure, Juan said smiling at him. Go ahead, he is a good doctor, I get all the free check ups here whenever I feel like it. -Come on Rodolpho, follow me. The boy left his schoolbag in Juan's room and followed into my room. I did have a stethoscope, a small torch to look in the eyes and a pair of latex gloves. -You can undress now; I will lock the door so that Juan won't come in by accident. -Ok, sir. Rodolpho had light green eyes in a very Andean complexion. But he was definitely an Indian boy, pure blood. His cheeks were pinkish like most of the Indians who have a sunburned skin. They look very much like the Tibetans. My mouth got dry when He lay of his clothes one by one. He remained standing in white old-fashioned briefs. He had a straight back, strong runner legs and sinewy arms. The bulge in his underwear was massive. After all he was already seventeen thoughwiht a posture of a fourteen year old. Undernourishment is often the cause of slow growth in this area. -Can you turn around so I can look at your body at full? -Yes, sir, he said. -OK. Now bow, spread your legs a bit and touch your toes. His butt was facing me. It was mind-boggling to see this kid do everything without my questions. But then so far nothing really strange had happened in his way of seeing the things, I guess. -Now slowly rise up and raise your arms high in the air. I pushed my thumbs in his armpits. -Does this hurt? -No sir. -And what about this? I pushed a fist near his kidneys and liver. -No sir. -I will take your blood pressure. Sit down on this chair, please. I pumped up the pressure and released it. -That's fine too, Rodolpho. Open your mouth and look at the ceiling. I inserted a spatula to look into his throat. -This looks s a bit infected, do you have a cough recently? -Yes sir. -I see, you have no fever? -No sir, just a sore throat. -I'll give you some strepsils that should do. Now let me check your eyes. I shone my small flashlight, but saw nothing wrong with them. Please walk in a straight line to the wall and come back to me. -That's neat, you have got a nice equilibrium, I see. You do some sports? -Only swimming, sir...I hate soccer. -Mmmm, I said. -Now, the most important thing is boy's manhood isn't it? -Sorry sir? -It means I have to check your male functions as well. So strip your briefs down and get yourself comfortable on the bed here. -But sir... -It is a very important examination, boy...you could have a prostate cancer. -What is that, sir? -That is a very dangerous disease and painful if you don't discover it in time. And I think that your cough maybe a sign of this kind of infection. Therefore you need to have a check up down here too. I put my hand on his shoulder and maneuvered him to my double bed. He said nothing anymore to it, just got on the bed like an obedient patient. -No no, you must sit on all fours with your butt facing me. -Ok sir, he quipped politely. I put on my latex gloves and smeared some Vaseline over my index finger. -I won't hurt just relax when my finger enters your bum, don't try to resist or squeeze your sphincter. -What sir? -Your sphincter, I mean your arsehole. -Oh, yes, now I understand, sir. My heart was racing two hundred an hour. My mouth dried up instantly, I had sweat pearling on my forehead. -Here it comes, Rodolpho. My finger was smooth as melting butter. -Does this hurt? I was poking left and right up and own, making circles. -No sir...do you feel anything sir? Of course I did, not in his rectum but in my stirring wild cock in my pants. -No, do you? -Yes, sir, I have this funny feeling in my tummy when you do this rotating. It tickles my whole body. -Well, I have to probe more with more fingers. This may be more painful, be ready. Again I plunged in for a renewed search of nothing, but pleasure for myself. -Ouch, doctor. -I know, boy, but you must be brave now. I was busy finger fucking him for not less than five minutes and he said absolutely nothing. He enjoyed it, I suppose. -Gosh, I noticed his cock was growing fast. Embarrassed as he got, he hid his cock behind his right hand. This was an opportunity not to miss out on. -Ok. That is finished now lie down on the bed and look at me. He hesitated, and I lost my patience. -Come on Rodolpho, I haven't got all day, what is the matter with you? You want a check up or not? -Sorry sir, he answered. He flipped to his back with both hands over his cock and balls. -Why you do this? Get those hands off, how else am I supposed to examine your genitals?. His cheeks flushed with blood of shame. He didn't get them off his cock so I helped him out on that. -Let me do this; don't be so shamed at your age. I pulled his hands away thus unveiling a robust piece of cock waiting to be taken care of. I seized it and tore the foreskin down below the helmet. -You have no pain when I do this? -No sir. -How often do you masturbate? -Sir? -Beat your meat; pull the skin up and down. -I, I , sometimes, sir. -How many times a day or a week? -Ahm, sometimes five times a day, but at least once a day. -Who do you think of when you do that? -I don't know, doctor. -Come on Rodolpho, I need to know to treat the abuse of your cock. I can see you do it a lot. Look how hard it is and how it thrills in the air. -Some boys of my classroom, sir. -You have sex with them? -No sir, honestly. I took off my gloves. -Now don't lie to me, Rodolpho, I can see a black cross on your forehead. -With a few boys after school, but they are younger then me, from the fourth grade. -Where do you do this? -In Zone X. -You mean, in the caves near Sacsayhuaman (an Inca site)? -Yes, sir. -What do you do with them? -I ...nothing sir just some touching... -Rodolpho... -Ok, I suck their willies and I make them suck my penis too. -They like it? -Some, some don't, I give them some sweets. -Do you like it when they touch you here? I laid my hand over his giant cock and pulled the skin farther down. I slowly got to jerk him off while I fired my questions at him. -They do like this? -No with two hands. -I see. -Do they fuck you too? -Yes, but their willies are too short to give me a good feeling. -That's why you are after Juan? -I have nothing with him, sir, honestly. -You are lying again. Juan told me that you kissed his butt cheeks and his face and that you swapped underwear. -You sniff at his underwear in your bed. -Yes sir, I love his body scent. -His cock scent you mean. I increased the speed of jerking him off and he said nothing, only his body language told me what he was going through. -You are getting hot aren't' you? -Now he nodded a big `yes'. I cupped his balls and moved snake wise to his boy's cleft and pressed a finger on his entrance without getting in. My other hand took over the jerking. Rodolpho was going crazy, his thighs spread easily. -You know what Rodolpho, there is only one way of preventing prostate cancer and preventively curing it. That is with massage of the prostate. There is only one solution to do that. You must continue to masturbate every day and you will come here three times a week for me to put my cock in your arse. -What sir? You mean this seriously? Do doctors do that? -In my country they do, it is quite healing and healthy. -The Peruvian doctors never told us this. -Why don't we take a chance now? -Now? -Yes, now. Turn on your tummy. Rodolpho followed (my) doctor's order. I mounted him with no guilt feeling at all. After all he had agreed to it. His cleft was so sweaty, I didn't need any lubricant. -I get in now, boy. My cock dug that arse real well. I plowed and plowed until I felt the tingling through my shaft. He didn't move with me but he sure knew how to wiggle his arse. The speed increased and at last he began to moan. -Oh sir, this feels great, I never felt it with the young kids like this. I hope it will heal me fast of my cough. -Yes, son, it certainly will, but you must come as often as you can. -Can Juan fuck me too like that? -Sure, the more the better for you. -Can I fuck him too? -I think sooooooooohhhgh!!!! -I am coming, boy, aaagadsfdsasafaiaiai. I grunted like a pig shooting my last wads of semen into him. -My semen will heal you very fast. It may take a year's treatment or more. But that is no sacrifice compared to what you may get if you don't have yourself holed by me. -Don't you have prostate problems doc? -No, because Juan can fuck me every day. -He does? -Can I fuck you doc? -Sure, now? -Yes, please. -Hang on I will get rid of my pants and boxers. -Why don't we switch off the light, it is cozier like that. -Yes, great. -Let me lube you a bit boy. I suckled on his dick with all the passion I could muster. It was dripping with saliva. -That will do. I placed a pillow under my butt and raise my legs over my chest. -Come on, Rodolpho, just give it a go. I spread my legs and held them with my own hands. He then positioned himself between them and got his might dick straight in, no hang-ups or hesitations. I could see he had done it before. -Oooooh, ssss, this is ssso fine, kiddoo. Just proceed. Oooh, yeasssss. Huhhuhh. He was breathing heavily, wheezing and his cock was so wild and crazy, poking me relentlessly. I grabbed his asscheeks and pulled him deeper in me till I secured his movements, got my head close to his lips and sucked his tongue out. We got entwined now and he didn't let go of me. -I am coming, sir, really... -So, let it all go, boy. Yes, more, one more push, yes, go on sow down a bit, that will give you another feeling, yes easy.... -I can't siiiiiiiiiiiir, aagghgo. He fell over my chest like a baby and we remained in bed hugging and kissing for a short after play. -You are a good fuck, Rodolpho. Don't forget to drop in from school. -With Juan? -Yes, or alone, this is your home now and in time you will meet other men and boys maybe. Just as he got his pants on, Juan knocked on the door. -He's coming Juan, hang on. The door swung open after I had unlocked it. It wasn't Juan, but Antonio. -Oh, sorry, I didn't know you had a visitor. But the colonel just arrived and he wants to see Juan. -Let him in. -Let the boy out Antonio. Where is Juan? -He is waiting in his room for the colonel. -I see. -Ok Rodolpho, you will meet Juan tomorrow at school, won't you? -Yes, sir, but I need my schoolbag. -Go and get it. It was unavoidable that Rodolpho would meet the colonel. As he leapt out of Juan's room, he ran into the colonel. -Hello there, who are you? -I am a friend of Juan's, sir. -The big friend? -Yes sir. We are best friends. -Then I know who you are. You like to be a soldier or a captain, don't you? -Yes sir. -As a matter of fact I wanted to see Juan, but if you are free now, I could easily show you the barracks now. -It is getting late sir, my parents will be worried. -It only takes half an hour, what do you say? Rodolpho looked at me then at Juan. -Go and do it, Rodolpho, Juan said. This is what you dreamed of. -Can Juan come along? -Sure, why not? The colonel turned around and escorted both boys to his car and off they were. I was worried what he would do with them; I didn't want to lose them. -Oh, colonel... -Yes? -What about our Jewish friend, any news? -We are on his tail, soon you will see him again, I guess. For more write to aihufist@yahoo.com or read other stories of my hand at prolific author's page.