Date: Sun, 8 Mar 2009 03:21:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: buttupboi2 buttupboi2 <buttupboi2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Making Up For Lost Time part 8

Making Up For Lost Time Part 8 `Pre -School Physical Exam'

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Tuesday, I was awakened by my dad with the usual ritual `temperature taking
before breakfast'. I was groggy, and just wanted to sleep. Life had been
fast these past few daze, but dad seemed in a hurry.

SPANK! "Son, Get up and get over here! We have a big day today! You have to
get your doctor's exam so you can start school next week! So rize and shine
my lil boi! Get over my knee! We also have to get you cleaned out so the
doctor won't have any surprises when he checks you out!" I wiggled towards
my dad. He caught my pajama bottoms and lowered them just below my bottom.
In went his finger as he shook down the thermometer, then he pulled his
finger out, sniffed it then wiped it on my buttcheek and slid the
thermometer deep up my boibutthole. He let go and started reaching for some
toilet paper. The therm started to work its way out of my bottom. My dad
noticed just in time and grabbed it with one hand and spanked me with the
other. "Now hold still, Boi! We don't have time for this!" I started to say
that I was holding still, which was met with another spank.  After the
usual time, the therm came out. "Up you go!"

Instead of the usual way dad made my poops come out with a suppository and
his finger inserted to gage its action, he took my hand and led me into the
bathroom. He grabbed the red Bag from the shelf, filled it with water and a
little bit of soap. He squirted a little liquid soap on his finger and sat
on the edge of the tub. He patted his thigh and I knew where my butt had to
be. I struggled to get my balance, but dad already had his soapy finger
sliding up my butthole. Then before I had gotten settled down, out went his
finger and in came the cold plastic nozzle. I started to squirm as cold
water came rushing in faster than I could take it. Immediately I started to
get a stomach ache. SPANK! "Hold Still! I tried with all my might to both
steady myself over daddy's lap and keep for letting the water in. SPANK
"Relax Jeff!!! Let the water do its magic!" I resigned myself to this
`drinking from the other end'. After a minute the flow slowed down. "Good
Boi! Now hold it for a couple of minutes!.... Right now up you go! Don't
spill a drop!" He kept his finger up my butthole as I got off his lap and
waddled over to the toilet. "Hold it another minute... A huge river of poop
and water swelled out through my bottom and into the toilet. "All done?"
Dad put his finger up inside again and felt around. "Good Boi! Now let me
wipe you good!

...Now into the shower while I get your clothes" I was in the shower
splashing around, no longer groggy, I even had `waterfall wood', when dad
poked his head in and hurried me out and into a towel.  He dried me off and
told me to get dressed. There, on the bed, were those slick tight underwear
and short shorts that were hard to walk and sit in. I knew that dad had
picked out these clothes for his own reasons. I just groaned and put them
on along with the t-shirt that made me feel like I was six. "Hey Sport!
Let's get some breakfast in you. The Doctor is a customer of mine and is
doing us a favor by seeing you before his usual office hours. So need to
leave already! Grab your toast! Let's Go!!!"

We pulled into the parking lot, and walked in through a back door. "Hey
Bill! This must be young Jeffie! Right this way!"  He guided me with his
hand on my bottom.  "Jeff! Say Good Morning to Dr. Gorrectell!"  "Uh Err,
Hi Doctor." I was guessing that his usual patients were younger than
me. There were pictures of animals, a baby scale and even diapers, as well
as a thermometer in alcohol and a jar of Vaseline on the counter.

 "Right! Since we don't have a lot of time, let's have you slip of your
shorts, underpants and shirt, and hop up on the table. My dad noticed that
I started to shrink back. "Jeffie Let's Go!!! NOW!!!!" SPANK! SPANK!
"Owwiiee!!!! Ok Daddy!" Dr. Gorrectell commented "A boi needs a firm hand,
eh Bill?" "This one sure does, Glen!" I quickly pulled off my clothes and
sat on the exam table with the crackly cold paper. "Sorry, the heat hasn't
kicked on yet! Say Ahhh!" "ahhhh". "Now turn your head and cough!" He
reached down and squeezed my boi balls "Gnnhhhhh cuphhhh, cuppphhh!" "good
Boi! Now turn around and lay on your stomach." I rolled over and lay head
down. The Dr. opened the Vaseline and dipped his finger in, then quickly
pulled apart my buttcheeks and slid his finger all the way in. I jumped and
my dad spanked me again "Hold STILL, you have just earned yourself a good
spanking after we are through here!" The Doctor slid his finger around and
wiggled it from side to side. "Any problems with pooping?" Dad chimed in
"NO! I make sure that he has a B.M. every day, one way of another." His
finger hit that point that sends me over the edge of `crazy boi wood' and
`oozing' and of course the `drooling'. "Gnnhhhh!" He pulled his finger out
and sniffed it. "Normal!" Spank!

"Now let's get your temperature" He shook down the Thermometer, and in it
went. I squirmed again. Dad's hand held my bottom still with both of his
hands. I wanted to ask you, Doc, I take his temperature this way. It is the
only way I think is accurate, but it seems like the usual thermometer is
not long or thick enough. Are there any bigger thermometers that can reach
deeper and that won't slip out as easily?" "Well, yes, I agree with you,
that it `IS the best way to take a boi's temperature'. And they are not
widely distributed, but I can suggest an outfit that has just the thing for
you, a thermometer that is 8" long and is thicker to give a growing boi's
rectal canal something to hold onto. ...It can also be plugged into a cord
that will light it up, so you can see inside while it is being inserted. It
has a vibrating feature, if you want to build muscle control. I use it at
home in my son! ...It is big enough, that you will get years of use as the
boi grows in size. You can even take your hand away with no risk of it
slipping out accidentally. It can be inserted as far as you wish, even
farther in than you can grasp. He can even get up and walk or sit down,
with it inserted. It is also quite durable, so if it drops on the floor it
doesn't break. You can keep it in the refrigerator, so it is nice and
cold. It takes several measurements...  The one draw back is that it takes
20 minutes to get an accurate reading (as opposed the usual 5 minutes with
these slim thermometers). It even comes with a chart to map the progress. I
will give you the catalog. There are other things they sell which might
also interest you and your boi!"

Ok, Son! Let's see what the reading is... Now let's have you roll over so I
can examine your growth!" I slowly turned over knowing that all this talk
and anal stimulation had me so roq hard. " Ooo you are growing here! I'm
going to get a sperm sample to look at under the microscope. Spread your
legs" He reinserted his finger then held my penis and rubbed over my pee
slit with his thumb. It was so sensitive I jolted. Dad put his hand on my
stomach to hold me still. The Doctor grabbed the shaft of my boi wood and
stroked while my dad looked on. I started to really needing to splooge. I
was so embarrassed! I am sure I was 5 shades of red, and couldn't get up
and hide. I started breathing heavy and soon erupted. Good Boi Jeffie!" He
slid his finger out of my hole and held up a glass slide to rub on my ooze
... I was happy that my dick might go soft again.

"I think everything is normal here, Bill! ...Any other concerns?" "Well
Doc, I like to know when my boi needs to sit on the toilet, and be there
with him so I can be sure that he gets clean enough inside and out. I don't
feel he is old enough to take care of himself in this way without
supervision. I give him suppositories as needed, and check him often."
Well, there is an option of inserting a plug for when he is at school or
when you are not with him. They come in varying sizes and shapes. There is
even an option of a locking harness with the plug. You can get those from
this catalog, online, or at the adultstore out on the highway. We can get
his measurements right now, so you get a good fit for the plug, if you
like."

"That sounds great Doc!" "Ok Jeff! Let's have you put your feet in these
stirrups. That's it!" I was completely spread eagled. The doctor pulled a
see through, round instrument out of the drawer. It had a light on it and
he proceeded to slide it way up inside my butthole. He put his face up
close to my butt. I could feel his breathing tickling my buttcrack. He then
wrote down a number, then pushed it in further past my inner ring. I tried
to relax, but it really hurt. He turned the handle and I could feel it
widening inside me. He looked in close again, tickling me with his breath,
writing down another number. "Want to have a look, Bill?" "Sure, Glen!"
Then the doctor retracted the instrument, slid it part way out, and twisted
the handle again, widening it, filling my rectum It felt like it was as big
as a tennis ball. I forgot about my feet being so wide. It was like
everything in my body balancing around this big thing inside my butt. I was
so glad that my dad had put all that water and soap to clean me out
earlier. "Have another look Bill!" "Wow! It sure looks interesting in
there, Glen!" "Yes! And remember that all these instruments can be had from
the catalog I am sending you home with!" He took his hands away while I was
impaled and being bloated with this thing, and walked away to wash his
hands and get the catalog.

He wrote down my inner measurements on a prescription pad, and told my dad
that if we were in a hurry, to just to this prescription the shop on the
highway and hand it to the owner. "I send a lot of fathers and sons over to
him". "Sounds Great! Thanks Glen! This is a great help!" I heard noises
outside. The door burst open, and the male nurse popped his head in. "Oh!
Excuse me! I didn't know you were here doctor!"  "No problem! I need to get
to the next patient. Can you finish up in here?... Good to see you Bill!
...Stay as long as you need to!" The nurse came in, washed his hands, and
walked over to my spread eagle impaled bottom. He touched my inner thighs
with both hands "What have we here! The Doctor wants me to take this
out. Now hold still young man!" He started twisting the handle the wrong
way. I started gulping air and grunting. It took him a minute to realize
that it was expanding inside me. He quickly started rotating it the other
way. I moaned as it was getting smaller again. He started to move it around
inside, pulling it out a little bit then pushing it in again deeply. I
could see that I wasn't the only one that was salivating. He turned to my
dad and said "It's important to get his rectum to relax to let it go" My
dad chimed in "Say, let me try that! I am probably going to order one of
these, so I might as well get some practice!" "Daddy!!?!?! Can't we go
now???" "Hold still Jeffie" He started playing with it, ballooning it up
then making it long and narrow and pushing it in and out. "Hey, this is
kind of fun!" "Isn't it, though? Did you get a good look through it? Check
it out!!" This went on for an eternity, with both of them playing with it
in me and taking turns looking deep inside my rear end. My Dad finally got
it pencil thin and slipped it out. The nurse slid his finger up there "Just
making sure there aren't any tears! ...Feels good!" He then wiped me good,
had me raise my legs up. Helped me stand up and held my underwear for me to
step into. "Ok, sir! You and your son have a great day!" He walked out of
the room and left the door open. My dad started lecturing me about
cooperating, and pulled me over to him. He yanked down my shorts and bent
me over his knee and started spanking my bottom hard. I couldn't stop
wondering who was listening to me getting spanked. In between spanks I
tried to see if anyone was looking in through the doorway. Soon it was
hurting so bad, that tears were streaming down my face. Dad then stopped
and was rubbing my bottom. I was so sore inside and out. After a few
minutes, I had stopped crying. My dad let me stand up and pulled up my
pants. He took my hand and led me still sniffling, out through the waiting
room out to his truck.

Off, we went to the store out on the highway. My dad led me into the shop,
directly to the man at the counter. He fished out the paper from the
doctor, and asked the man for assistance in finding `this sized buttplugg
with a harness'. "Sure! Oh Dr Gorrectelll ...Yes! We have what you
need!. Come right this way.. We have a fitting room in the back, and I can
assist you in putting it in and on the right way!" He took us into the
back, and told me to strip, and said he would be back in a moment. There
wasn't any curtain, and I could see into a darkroom where there were men
looking out direction. I could see their faces as they were smoking. I
tried to turn away from them Dad said "You heard him! Get those clothes
off!" The man came back with a tube of Vaseline and a leather harness with
a lock on it and a plug. He proceeded to help me into it. He told me to
turn around and bend over. My dad pressed down on my back, forcing me to
bend farther. I heard the tube open and slurp. Two of the man's fingers
went straight up my butthole. I gasped. He twisted and moved them quickly,
then pulled them out. "He is nice and opened up!" then he popped the plug
into my hole. It was thick and long, but my butt seemed to swallow it. The
man told me to do a couple of jumping jacks. I did slowly. SPANK! "You
heard the man! JUMP!" "Good now jog in place!... OK he proceeded to pull
the harness up, lifting my penis and slipping it through a metal ring
adjusting the harness and locking it.

Dad asked if there were extra keys. "I need to give a copy to his
babysitter, and one to his new teacher next week!". "Sure sir! OK son now
get dressed and take a walk around the shop. I did as instructed. The 1st
steps were hard to make as the harness and the plug adjusted with each
movement. He grabbed me by the harness as I walked by. He pulled down my
pants and touched my inner thighs, sliding his hand between the straps and
my skin. He looked at my dad and said "You don't want there to be too much
slack, as he can wriggle out of it. Just enough give so he can sit down. It
will stretch a bit, so you will need to adjust it tighter each of the 1st
three days. Looks good, It's a fine fit! You should be good to go! If you
have any questions or need any help, here is my card with my cel
phone. ...Call anytime. I can even make a housecall if you need anything,
and if you ever decide to show him, I can connect you with the right
men..."

As we walked out of the shop, I was thinking that I would have no freedom
from now on, and that I would have to ask whenever, wherever I needed to
poop. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. When we reached the truck, I
had a hard time sitting down. It felt like the straps might rub my skin
raw. As soon as I had closed my door, dad threw it into reverse. I grabbed
the dashboard trying to minimize the plug pushing deeply inside of me. "We
got to get going over to Dave's Wait until he sees you in this!"

To be continued...

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