Date: Sat, 10 Jul 2010 10:26:44 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Jerry's College Fund, Part Two"  by Jay Roberts

Two days went by.  Jerry figured that the wild idea of repaying
his father's buddies with sex, for their sponsorship of his
college career, was just that: a wild idea, but late in the
afternoon Jerry got a call from Dr. Ned.

"Hey kid, I finished up with today's patients and let the staff
go.  How about coming down to the office, it's only a six block
walk from your house."

Jerry agreed and strode the short distance wondering what this
"doctor visit" might bring.

Ned had taken off his lab coat and was wearing only his athletic
shirt and on his feet were his white canvas doctor shoes.

This attire made his seem younger and the gap between their ages
seemed to lessen to Jerry.  That was strengthened by Ned's
demeanor.  No longer did he treat Jerry like the child of his
friend, you know, with humorous forbearance, but how he was a bit
seductive.  His lean face was wreathed in smiles and his
sensitive surgeon's hands were making intimate contact with
Jerry'S bare arm and neck, as he led him into the examining room.

"You are probably wondering what's going to happen.  Will the
evil doctor rape the beautiful boy?  No nothing like that.  You
are in for a very pleasant fifteen minutes or so."

"What have you got in mind doc you know I am very grateful for
your help with the coming college costs and I do want to show my
appreciation in the best way I can."

"Yes, yes, lad," he said, steering Jerry toward the examining
table.  "Lie down here and I will present you with the most
wonderful hand job you have ever had from anyone or yourself.  I
am a master.  Your father will attest to it."

Jerry was both relieved that this session would not be scary or
demanding and, in fact, would be very pleasant.  His conjecture
of how the doc would precede was interrupted by soft hands
unbuttoning the top button of his shorts and then deftly his
zipper was lowered.  Ned reached in and barely touched the fabric
of Jerry's underwear.  That restrained finger caress was potent.
His cock thickened and moved sideways toward his hip.  It would
have risen, but his tight underwear prevented that.

He groaned out, "Doc Ned, I want you also to be naked, at least
drop your pants and under underwear."

He glanced sideways realizing that the pants were scrubs and he
pulled the tie.  They immediately slid down Ned's slim, but
muscular, hairy legs, then the man's long penis was exposed.
Jerry was disappointed to note that it hung down limply.  There
was no sign of excitement.  Jerry was a boy who fed on his
partners excitement and it was a turn off that Ned's cock was so
uninvolved.

To help matters, Jerry reached over and gently circled the limp
organ.  There was no reaction.  Then Ned took Jerry's hand and
pulled it away, saying, "Don't bother I haven't had an erection
in two years.  I've been examined.  There is no explanation.  I
am not able to use pills like Viagra as I have a strong allergy
to one component.

Jerry half rose.  "I thought you and Dad were sex pals. Don't you
get hard when you are doing what you do, with him?"

"No.  He loves my hand jobs as you will, now let's proceed."

Jerry turned sideways and allowed his legs to hang onb the side
of the table.  He said firmly, "If your cock isn't hard, I don't
want a wanking."

Ned let out a long sigh. "Look Lad, just sit back and enjoy."

"No way.  You fuckin' better get it up or it's over.  Are you
some kinda wimp?"

Jerry heard Ned make a funny sound.  The boy looked down and
could have sworn that the long slim limp prick had got some blood
in it and looked alive.  He said, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, it seems your tirade when to my balls.  O-o-o-o,
it's getting into action.  Scold me again."

"You stupid, vapid, limp dicked, useless piece of shit!"

"Oh wow," breathed the handsome doctor."

The cock that Jerry was holding was rising and thickening
rapidly.  "By God, I think you got it!" he said, omitting the
"rains in Spain refrain."

Jerry passed his hand over the head of Ned's cock and found a bit
of dew there. Then he felt Ned helping back to the reclining
position and the surgeon's hand was gently massaging his own
penis.  The whole situation was so hot, that Jerry was quickly
transported to a state of passion.  Oh those hands, they rubbed
behind his big cock head, then smoothed up and down his shaft,
then reached under his big balls to tickle the back of his
scrotum.  He was moaning and trying to fuck that hand.

While he was enjoying his "treatment" he didn't forget to give
Ned lots of warm, firm, rapid rubs and the doc was thrusting in
pleasure.  They continued like this, the room reverberating with
there love cries and the table shaking with Ned's increasingly
rapid and firm action on the young boy's cock.

Suddenly Ned cried out.  "Holy shit, I think I'm going to spill."

Jerry was catching the total excitement of Ned and he began to
mewl and gasp as his own orgasm was approaching.  In a minute,
Jerry felt his hand covered with Ned's sperm as he thrust and
shot two years worth of spooge.  Jerry felt he deserved his own
cum and he relaxed into it.  His thighs seized up and then his
balls pulled up the sides of his thick shaft.  He let out
helpless moans as his cock began shooting over his smooth belly.

When the storm was over, Ned leaned down and kissed the full,
young lips of his friend's son.

"Wow, that was terrific doc.  Do you take Blue Cross?"

He smiled all the way home.  On the telephone table, there was a
note from his Dad.  "Bob called.  Wants to get together tomorrow
early, before work."

Jerry thought, "The show goes on."


End Part Two