Date: Wed, 02 Jun 2021 18:50:17 +0000
From: Matt <usakid21@protonmail.com>
Subject: Raising a special boy -- part 9 (category gay/incest)

***** part 9 *****
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Sitting in the grass by the school driveway, waiting in the warm
afternoon sunshine for his dad to pick him up for his doctor's
appointment, Mikey was still in a haze of happiness, daydreaming about
all that happened in the locker room that afternoon. His throat was
really sore, and his cheek muscles ached, and he had to keep shifting his
weight because his battered pussy was painfully tender after taking Coach
Wilson so roughly. But the discomfort only reminded him of how perfectly
wonderful he felt. Despite the shower he took afterwards, the smell of
Coach -- his sweat, his cum, his piss -- had impregnated his skin, and he
was still going crazy with excitement with every breath he took.

A sharp pain on the back of his head, and then the sound of boys'
laughing, woke him from his daze. "Faggot!" an older boy behind him
shouted, laughing with the two other boys he was with, and when Mikey
turned around to look, another acorn was thrown at him, hitting his
forehead this time. "Nice tits, cocksucker!" one of the other boys
laughed. Two more acorns hit him.

"Hey! Troy! Shut the FUCK UP!" Charlie shouted, striding over
aggressively and grabbing the boy who'd thrown the first acorn at Mikey
and pushing him to the ground. Jake and Pete trailed him, charging at the
other boys who were with Troy. "Leave Mikey alone, got it?" Charlie
commanded, with Jake and Pete scowling along with him at the bullies.
"Don't you ever fucking mess with him again, assholes. I'll kick your
fucking asses, every one of you."

"Jesus, Charlie, chill the fuck out," Troy replied, brushing himself off,
his friends helping him up off the ground. "We were just having a little
fun, what the fuck is wrong with you?"

Charlie just stared angrily back at him, and watched Troy and his friends
walk away laughing before turning to Mikey and saying, "You ok, Mikey?
Don't worry about those assholes."

Like a rescued puppy still shocked at what was happening, Mikey just
stared adoringly back at Charlie, the boy from gym class who only hours
earlier was shooting a massive cum load deep in his pussy. Seeing Jake
and Pete, still a little red-faced from the altercation with Troy and his
friends, smiling encouragingly at him too, Mikey's heart felt like it
would jump through his chest. Charlie smiled and tousled Mikey's long
blond hair, making the sissy boy melt. "We're your friends now, Mikey. We
won't let anyone bully you, ok?" Charlie said, looking deeply into his
new pet's eyes and taking one of the kid's big chubby tits in his manly
hand, squeezing playfully. Pete and Jake nodded, and Mikey noticed
Charlie adjusting the very obvious boner in his shorts.

A car horn honked loudly and Mikey heard his dad shout, "Mikey! Let's go,
buddy!" Turning around, Mikey saw his dad waving from the car. He grabbed
his backpack and, heartbeat still racing, squeaked to Charlie, Pete, and
Jake, "Th-th-th-thanks, guys! That was so nice of you! See you tomorrow!"
before running off to the car. "See ya, Mikey," Charlie shouted back.

Sheer joy completely overwhelming the little kid -- from the wonderful
time he had in the locker room to his being rescued from bullies -- Mikey
hopped into the car with one of the biggest smiles Tom had ever seen. "So
I'm guessing you had a good day then?" he said, laughing, to his younger
son. "Daddy, it was the best day ever! Those three guys," he said,
gesturing out the window to Charlie, Pete, and Jake, "let me be their
special boy in the locker room after gym class, and they all said I made
them feel really good! All of them gave me their cum and said they want
to use me all the time now!" Tom glanced out the window and saw the three
boys staring back at him, the biggest of the three with a clear bulge in
his shorts. He smiled at them and gave them a thumbs-up. Jake and Pete
looked confused, but Charlie's face spread into a wide grin, and he gave
a thumbs-up back. Tom chuckled and, starting to drive off, said to Mikey,
"Well that's great, kiddo. Good for you!"

"And after they finished and left, when I was going to the shower because
I had their cum everywhere, Coach Wilson saw me, and he let me be his
special boy too! He had the biggest cock I ever saw, Daddy. Even when it
wasn't hard yet it was already the size of my forearm! And it was so
heavy too!" Tom raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself about how
interesting it was that his older son Kevin's huge black football coach
liked to fuck little boys. Mikey continued, now looking down and away
from his dad, "I cried because it hurt when he tried to put it all the
way in my pussy with only spit, even though I made a lot of spit like
always. Then when he put some lube it was better. Only, I made him upset
because I didn't follow directions at the end.... But it's only because I
never did that before...." Mikey's eyes started filling with tears.

"Did what, kiddo?" Tom asked, very curiously.

"Well," Mikey said hesitantly, "I had my head between his legs and was
licking him clean after he was finished fucking me, and, well, he started
pissing. I didn't know what to do, so I just moved out of the way. He
grabbed me and said I should open my mouth for him to piss in, so I did.
Then it started overflowing and he got angry that I didn't swallow it,
but I didn't know I was supposed to! As soon as he told me, I did it, but
then I didn't know I was supposed to open my mouth again right away for
more that was coming, I was so confused and so sad that I was
disappointing him." Tears were falling down the little boy's cheeks as
the emotions flowed out of him, and his dad put his hand on his thigh,
giving it a comforting squeeze.

Tom was silent for a bit and then sighed, saying, "I owe you an apology
Mikey. God, I really let you down. Dammit."

"What?" Mikey squeaked in surprise.

"It's like I said. I let you down, buddy." Looking back into Mikey's wide
eyes but also trying to keep his eyes on the road while he was driving,
Tom continued, "Ever since you were little, and it was clear to me that
you were a special boy, I always wanted to make sure you were fully
prepared, to never have a situation like that where you didn't know what
to do with a man. I mean, I guess I couldn't have anticipated absolutely
everything, but I should definitely have prepared you to take piss. I
mean, of course guys are gonna want to see an adorable little boy like
you swallow their piss. How did I forget that?"

Tom sighed again, staring at the road ahead, and it took him a second to
realize that the hardening cock he felt in his pants was a result of
thinking about his 11 year-old's open mouth filling up with Coach
Wilson's piss. "So," he said, "it just means that I'm gonna have to help
you get more used to that, so that you won't feel confused or embarrassed
the next time a man has you do it, ok? I guess the easiest will be to
just do it when you're washing me in the shower, like with Coach. And
I'll tell Kevin we'll need his help with that too."

Tom noticed his sissy son's mind racing a mile a minute. "Don't worry,
Mikey. I'm sure you'll learn quick, and the next time Coach wants you to
be his urinal, he'll be completely satisfied with you."

Mikey's heart skipped a beat at the words "be his urinal" -- here was yet
another way he could please real boys and men that he hadn't even thought
of before, and his brain was already going wild with images of their
smiling faces, standing over him and enjoying pissing like Coach did. His
tear-stained face turned instantly ecstatic. "Really, Daddy? You and
Kevin'll help me practice with that? Can we start as soon as we get home
from Dr. Mark's? Please??" Tom laughed out loud. Nothing really surprised
him anymore about his special boy, but damn, the puppy dog eyes looking
at him, begging for his piss... and Kevin's too.... Christ, the kid was
truly a faggot slut. "Sure, kiddo, ok, I mean, I owe you an apology that
we didn't go over that before, so I'll try my best to make up for that.
I'll drink some extra water in Dr. Mark's waiting room so that I'll have
something to give you when we get home. And I know Kevin'll have a lot of
fun with this, so you'll have plenty of practice." Mikey beamed at his
Dad in adoration and gratitude.

Tom pulled into a parking spot directly in front of the pediatrician's
office, and Mikey jumped out of the car and skipped happily up to the
door. Out of instinct, Tom waited a couple seconds for his boner to go
down a bit, but he quickly remembered that there wasn't any need to hide
anything at Mark's office. Following Mikey into the office, a very
obvious bulge in his gray sweatpants caught the attention of handsome,
muscly receptionist, who was already chatting with a giggling Mikey.

"Oh! Hey, Tom!" Jim smiled, eyes shifting from Tom's crotch to his face
and back again.

"Hey Jim, how's it going? Lookin' ripped, man. Jesus, you gotta tell Mark
to get you the bigger size uniform shirt, cause you're busting out of
that one."

"Yeah thanks," Jim laughed, "You're right dude. Been goin' at it pretty
hard lately. Was thinking just to make this into a tank top and forget
the whole thing. Looks like you're busting out a bit yourself too, huh."
Tom adjusted his cock and balls and the two of them chuckled.

"Jim, your arms are even bigger than Coach's, and his are huge!" Mikey
chirped, admiringly, feeling the saliva start to pool in his mouth and
the butterflies moving around in his pussy.

"You're looking really cute there yourself, Mikey. Those tits keep
getting juicier, don't they. I bet you're already getting a lot of
attention from boys, aren't you?"

The little boy's face smiled wide with excitement and pride. "Yeah, I am!
It's so great! That's why Daddy brought me today, cause he said I need to
get sissy birth control."

Jim smiled back and noticeably adjusted himself. "Well, I've seen how
much your dad cares about you, Mikey, ever since the first time he
brought you to Dr. Mark. You're so lucky you've got a dad like him who
knows how to help special boys learn to be who they are. And it's also
really lucky that your dad knew that his friend from college had become
an expert in being a doctor for special boys too. Boys like you have all
kinds of issues and questions that normal doctors don't know about."

As Tom put his huge hand lovingly on Mikey's soft blond hair, the door
behind Jim opened. "Tom! Mikey! Great to see you, come on back, ok?" Dr.
Mark called.

"Damn, Mark," Tom said. "You too? What, you been hitting the weights with
Jim or something? Fuck, I guess I gotta do more to keep up with you
guys."

Dr. Mark smiled and said, "Yeah, actually it's all because of my new
intern. He plays serious football, and he's been bringing me and Jim to
work out with him. It's been great." He turned the corner and led Tom and
Mikey into the exam room where a chiseled, athletic young man in a white
coat was already standing, saying, "And he's going to join us today to
observe, and I figured that's ok for you both. Tom, Mikey, this is Dr.
Brian." As Dr. Brian put out his arm to shake hands with Tom, and then
with Mikey, Dr. Mark continued, "I met Brian at an event a few years ago
when he was in his second year of medical school, studying to be a
pediatrician. It turns out that he wanted to learn about treating special
boys, so it made sense for him to do his internship with me, right?"

"Cool!" Mikey squeaked, feeling the butterflies flapping again from the
way this man was looking at him. "Nice to meet you, Dr. Brian!"

"It's nice to meet you too, Mikey," Brian said, in his deep, confident
voice. "Dr. Mark has told me about you. And you too, Tom, I've heard what
a great dad you are. I mean, in these first few seconds I can already see
what a happy, energetic, polite little boy Mikey is, so it's clear you've
done something right."

"Thanks, well, Mikey's always been such a sweetheart. And his older
brother Kevin's a great kid too, only somehow the complete opposite
physically and in terms of personality. I guess you'll meet him at some
point if you're gonna be working with Mark now. I always just want both
of them to be happy with who they are," Tom replied.

"So," Dr. Mark said, "Tom, take a seat. Mikey, before we get to what your
dad called me about, let's have you get undressed and we'll do your
height and weight first, alright?

Mikey could feel the three pairs of eyes following his every motion as he
started to untie and remove his shoes, then the rest of his clothes.
Fully naked, he waddled his perfectly smooth, soft, kiddy body over to
the scale and stepped up onto it and turned around to face the room,
taking in the wonderful feeling he always had whenever men and boys
stared at him like that. Dr. Mark slowly walked over and lifted the bar
to measure the boy's height. "Four feet four. Still our adorably short
little boy, in the 5th percentile for height, but you've grown a whole
inch since the last time you were here. I remember when you used to be
able to suck your daddy's cock just standing in front of him, or even up
on your tiptoes to reach when you were even smaller, but I guess you have
to bend down now, right? Or get in some other position to do it?"

Mikey had been trying to make his nipple stay soft, but thinking about
his dad's cock down his throat while on full naked display for these
three men was too much, and the tiny thing got instantly hard, the
miniscule little nail only barely poking out from between his chubby
white legs. He nervously replied, "Yes, for Daddy I find lots of
different positions, but since Coach Wilson is really super tall, it
worked when I was just standing in front of him today, which was great!
He liked that a lot, it seemed. He kept looking at us in the mirror in
the locker room."

"Oh?" Dr. Mark grinned, looking at the also-grinning Tom and then back to
Mikey. "Well, Coach Wilson is lucky to have found such a wonderful
special boy to make him feel good. That's great, Mikey. So I guess the
tallest men can still have fun with you in that position. Let's check
your weight now... let's see." Putting the height-measuring bar back in
place and then pushing a button on the scale's keypad, he noted, "Exactly
a hundred pounds. Still in the 90th percentile for weight, which
shouldn't be surprising to anyone looking at all that beautiful soft baby
fat you have everywhere." Dr. Mark put his clipboard down and reached out
to take Mikey's tits in his hands, cupping them and starting to squeeze
them. Mikey swooned at the man's touch, the nerve endings in his boobs
and nipples shooting pleasure directly to his sissy brain. Dr. Brian let
out an "oh, whoa," and Dr. Mark replied, "Yup, this little guy's always
had absolutely amazing tits. As you know, it's quite usual that special
boys are sensitive there, but as his father can tell you, Mikey's are on
another level. Tom, didn't you say that you've seen him have an orgasm
only from Kevin sucking his tits?"

On top of the amazing sensations coming from Dr. Mark's hands still
squeezing his boobs, Mikey loved the familiar feeling of being talked
about like he wasn't even there. "Yup," Tom replied, laughing, "You need
a fucking crowbar to get Kevin off those things sometimes, but little
Mikey loves it. I mean, look at him, he's drooling just thinking about
it."

Dr. Mark wiped his index finger across Mikey's lips to catch the saliva
that had overflowed, but the feeling of that finger by his mouth only
made the little faggot's glands go crazier, and a new big glob of sissy
lube started forming on the naked boy's lips. He motioned for Dr. Brian
to come stand next to him over Mikey and said, matter-of-factly, "Brian,
I explained this to Tom a few years ago. You can see very clearly that in
special boys, arousal manifests in self-lubrication of the orifices. Here
you can see just how active the salivary glands instantly became,
anticipating oral penetration." The intern nodded and smiled down at the
kid, which triggered even more drool.

Dr. Mark continued, "Mikey, could you please get up on the exam table on
your hands and knees like a doggy, ok?" Mikey dutifully climbed up and
positioned himself as he'd been told. Dr. Mark spread apart the little
boy's milky white butt cheeks, exposing the well-used pussy. Dr. Brian
audibly gasped, and Dr. Mark chuckled. "There's a few things to point out
here, yes. First you can see just how wet from arousal he's become
already -- the anal glands on a special boy like this are extremely
overdeveloped, which is of course very useful." The intern couldn't help
himself and wiped his finger around the boy's pussy, astonished at how
wet it naturally was. As before, the feeling of that finger made Mikey's
glands produce even more, and Dr. Brian's eyes widened.

"But," Dr. Brian said, hesitating, staring at the puffy, slightly-open
pussy, "is his anus always open like this? He can no longer fully close
it?"

Dr. Mark said, "Well, I'd say that's due to Coach Wilson, and it will
close up again in a bit, but actually, two years ago little Mikey had
a sphincterotomy. Do you remember that, Mikey?"

Woken from his arousal of being on display, Mikey grumbled, "Yes, it was
horrible! I had to sit in salt water baths and couldn't have anything in
my pussy for six whole weeks!"

Tom laughed. "Yeah, it wasn't a happy time at our house, that's for sure.
Although with his pussy out of commission, something happened to him and
like all his attention went to his mouth and throat, like, I don't know,
when someone goes blind and then they can hear so much better [Dr. Mark
nodded in agreement] and all that. I swear, the amount of cum he sucked
out of me and Kevin in those six weeks...."

Dr. Mark continued, "We decided to do the sphincterotomy because in
addition to learning about pleasuring his dad and brother, who aren't
exactly modestly endowed, Mikey had been putting bigger and bigger things
-- cucumbers, dildos, anything he could find -- inside him to try to
satisfy his natural urges. Of course a 9 year-old's anus isn't built for
that, and on top of it, a sissy's natural instinct is to tighten himself,
to give pleasure to the boy or man inside him, so he kept tearing the
tissue, and since he refused to stop, nothing ever healed properly, and
the cycle repeated. So a sphincterotomy was the natural and correct
decision. Mikey, since you had your pussy loosened, it's been a lot
easier for you to have even the biggest dildos inside you, right?"

"Yeah, Dr. Mark, I can put even the one with the fist on the end inside
if I go slow. And like, the plumber was very big and went fast and hard,
and Coach Wilson was even bigger and at first didn't want to use lube,
but my pussy didn't bleed at all. Anyway, I get double-stuff from Daddy
and Kevin a lot, and even that's always ok now."

Tom interjected, "And Mikey, don't forget that Dr. Mark taught you how to
keep your underpants clean on those days when you get extra stretched and
the hole doesn't close up so you leak sometimes. I see a little bit of
doody in your little briefs over there, so I guess from now on you should
bring a couple with you every day, just in case there are boys and men
who want to use you, like today at school."

"Bring a couple what?" Dr. Brian asked, very curiously.

"Maxi pads," Dr. Mark replied. "They're perfect for special boys who
sometimes don't fully close up down there, and especially after a
sphincterotomy. And again, as I've been showing you, often if we take a
second to consider a special boy as we would a girl, we find the solution
to a problem."

"Jesus, such a gaping hole, and he's only 11...." Dr. Brian said, now no
longer even trying to hide the huge erection between his legs.

Dr. Mark, who also didn't seem self-conscious about his own hard cock
leaving a large wet spot of precum on the front of his scrubs, took some
cream from a tube and rubbed it on Mikey's pussy. The kid moaned with
pleasure. "I'm guessing you didn't have time to put on the special pussy
cream before or after Coach Wilson fucked you, so I'm putting some on for
you now, ok little guy? I'm glad to hear that you haven't had any
bleeding, I'm just going to examine you for any abrasions."

As Dr. Mark put another glob of the cream on his index and middle
fingers, and inserted them easily into the little boy, he said to his
intern, "So, for special boys, a rectal exam is of course always part of
the regular physical. I'm less concerned about Mikey now than when he was
smaller, and before the surgery, but it's important to check --
especially after what he just said about a fist, which frankly isn't
surprising." Satisfied that the hole was intact, he pulled his fingers
out and handed Dr. Brian the cream, saying, "Ok, your turn. You know what
you're feeling for, right?"

"Yup, no problem," Dr. Brian replied, excitedly sliding two thick fingers
deep inside the 6th grader's cunt, his own boner jumping when he felt the
pussy lips tightening and automatically starting their rhythmic massage.
Mikey moaned with pleasure feeling this new man inside him, and his
chubby little body shivered all over, saliva now pooling in a puddle at
his other end. "Damn," Dr. Brian said, pulling out. "It's one thing to
hear about how their bodies are so different, and it's another to see it
in person."

"So, speaking of different," Dr. Mark continued, pulling out the stirrups
from the exam table and winking at the intern, "Mikey, flip over for me,
kiddo. Butt at the edge, knees bent against your chest, and feet up in
the stirrups." Mikey turned over and scooched his perfectly smooth white
body down the table, spreading his legs and putting his ankles up,
continuing to feel all the men's eyes following his every move. He knew
this position well -- he always spent most of the time during his
appointments like this, hearing his dad and Dr. Mark discuss together as
he stared up at the ceiling. He blushed, knowing that his nipple was
hard.

"Is that....?" Dr. Brian asked, hesitating, bending over between the
kid's legs to look closer.

Dr. Mark replied, smiling widely at his intern's wide-eyed shock, "I
know, isn't it incredible? How it just barely resembles a penis at all,
even when it's erect like this? At some point soon it'll soften and
you'll see it completely disappear inside him, and with his prepubescent
undescended testicles, it's astonishingly smooth and flat there. Tom's
always called it Mikey's 'nipple', which we'd discussed as an easy way to
help him internalize that it isn't a penis like his dad's and brother's,
but something different altogether -- a special nipple on a special boy,
something very unique that he can be proud of and laugh at along with
everyone else." Looking closer at the little boy's erection, he did a
quick double-take and said, "Mikey, I notice some bruising here on your
nipple. Don't worry, nothing serious, it'll heal quickly. Can you tell me
what happened?"

Still staring up at the ceiling, feeling Dr. Mark's fingers between his
legs, Mikey replied softly, trying to keep from crying, "Well, yesterday
there was a man, the plumber, who was using me as his special boy, and he
really really really didn't like it when my nipple got hard. He yelled at
me and smacked it and told me a faggot should not be hard like that." His
eyes started to water, feeling so ashamed of having disappointed Dimitri,
"He hit it over and over again, telling me that faggots shouldn't get
hard..... Dr. Mark..... is there a medicine or something you have for
special boys so they don't get hard? I really don't like being hard, it
just feels totally wrong for me."

Dr. Mark glanced over at Tom, and Tom sighed, as if he'd been waiting for
the day this subject would be brought up. Dr. Mark replied, "I know that
must have made you feel bad, Mikey, to know that you disappointed this
man like that. And of course your dad and I only want you to be fully
comfortable in your own body. Let's finish your exam and we'll talk, ok?
I think I already know the answer to this, but is it ok with you if Dr.
Brian helped test your special boy joy zone today?"

Before he even finished the sentence, a happy little "Yay!" sounded from
the other end of the exam table, and Tom laughed along with the two
doctors. "Hey Jim! Get in here, buddy, and bring the ultrasound, ok?" Dr.
Mark shouted through the door he'd cracked open. "Ultrasound?" Dr. Brian
asked. "Yeah," Dr. Mark replied, "I don't normally use it, but today we
will so you can see how he's built inside -- and you'll see immediately
how he so regularly and easily has orgasms from anal penetration -- his
prostate is angled perfectly, and it covers so much more area than you
normally see." A huge new drop of sissy wetness appeared on Mikey's
still-open pussy lips, and Dr. Brian could feel his cock throb inside his
briefs.

Jim came into the exam room and quickly set up a portable ultrasound
machine next to Mikey's raised, spread legs. Noticing Dr. Brian still
staring in amazement at the little boy, he laughed and said, "So, do you
believe me now? You thought I was kidding when I explained about our
special Mikey?" Dr. Brian woke from his trance and laughed too, poking a
finger back into the puffy wet pussy and feeling the kid's squeezing
instinct kick in immediately. "Fuck, no, you weren't kidding... it's like
this kid was just born to be a faggot slut cumdump, I don't know how else
to put it...."

Dr. Mark squeezed some gel on Mikey's soft skin, just above his little
nipple and spread it around, all the way up and past his belly button.
"Sorry, little guy, I know it's cold. Ok, we're going to start now,
alright? Do you want your daddy with you? Tom, I can see Mikey's mouth is
drooling and he's already sucking his fingers -- maybe you could help him
a little?" Tom stood up and walked over to his son's head, pulling down
his pants and lifting his heavy semi-hard cock into the tiny
saliva-filled mouth. Smelling his daddy's smell and feeling the cock he
knew so well back in his mouth again, a wave of contentment washed over
the 11 year-old, a feeling that became even more intense seconds later
when he felt Dr. Brian's cock replace his finger in his pussy. In one,
easy motion, the muscular, eager intern had slid his wrist-thick 7" dick
fully inside the boy, just as Dr. Mark had told him he could. Dr. Mark
holding the ultrasound wand on the kid, the screen showed all of the huge
hard cock invading Mikey's petite body, the overdeveloped prostate being
pressed and prodded, which was also evident from the sissy whimpers and
moans starting to echo around the room.

Dr. Mark, Jim, and Dr. Brian stood transfixed at the ultrasound image of
the boy being fucked, the cavity just growing to accommodate the
invasion, and the muscles squeezing the thrusting cock. Dr. Brian picked
up his pace, pounding faster and faster as Mikey's smooth, soft body
convulsed with pleasure. Tom stared down at his son -- his eyes were
closed, but his face was shining with happiness, like it always was with
two cocks fully inside his holes. Tom could feel Mikey's breathing change
and his body beginning to quiver, and from experience he knew what would
come next, so he said, "Hey, he's almost there, so careful if you don't
want him to do his thing yet." Dr. Mark put a hand on Dr. Brian's
shoulder, and the intern reluctantly stepped backwards, removing himself
from the kid and staring in wonder at the little boy legs in the air and
the gaping pussy looking back at him, practically begging for something
else to fill it. Dr. Mark guided Dr. Brian in the direction of Mikey's
head, saying, "Give him your load down his throat, Brian. Then Jim'll do
the same, then me. Tom'll go last, cause normally when Mikey feels cum
inside him -- when he can taste and smell it -- and when his dad leaves
his penis inside his mouth for him to suckle on, we can give Mikey his
special boy joy with just the most minimal poking of a finger inside him,
so you can see the convulsions on the ultrasound better."

As Tom began to pull out of his 11 year-old's throat, Mikey's lips
tightened and his sucking intensified, desperate not to have this hole
empty too. Tom caressed his face and said, "Don't worry, buddy, there's
another one coming right now, and mine'll be back, ok?" Reassured, Mikey
released the pressure on his dad's throbbing cock, which was quickly
replaced by Dr. Brian's. Gratefully opening his throat, Mikey moaned with
pleasure as Dr. Brian bottomed out and, holding onto the boy's head,
pounded even harder and faster than he'd been doing in the boy's pussy
moments earlier. Stroking his own dripping wet cock, Jim said, "Right?
It's what I said, right? How he learned to breathe like this, so you can
throatfuck as hard and as long as you want without making him pass out?"
Dr. Brian was transfixed by the sound of the little boy gagging and
slurping on his cock, and the tightness and wetness quickly pushed him
over the edge. He could see the outline of his thick cock in the kid's
neck as it shot a huge load of warm cum directly into his stomach.
Pulling out, he was again astonished to see Mikey's mouth instantly
watering again, and his open lips trembling in what could only be
described as a "please, please, more" signal.

Jim eagerly filled the void with his rock hard young cock and, as usual,
lasted all of 60 seconds inside Mikey before unloading down his throat.
Tom and Dr. Mark laughed. "Every time," Dr. Mark smiled. "Mikey, you made
Jim very happy like always. I think this time was less than a minute.
What an amazing cocksucker you are."

Taking his receptionist's place inside the boy's throat, Dr. Mark grunted
and started his rhythm, Mikey's gagging and choking the only sound in the
room. Reaching down to squeeze and play with the sissy's chubby round
tits, he felt his cock get even harder, forcing Mikey to open his throat
even wider. Turning to Tom, who was standing next to him, watching his
son's red, sweaty face being smashed over and over, Dr. Mark said,
casually, "You know, Tom, it'll make his tits get even bigger too. With
how he is already, he'll truly end up having actual breasts." Tom sighed
and replied, "I mean, I think that'll be another thing that'll make him
very happy to do it." Dr. Mark sped up his pounding, and two minutes
later, as huge gooey saliva bubbles covered Mikey's face that looked
finally about to faint from lack of oxygen, he fed the boy yet another
load down his 6th-grade faggot throat.

The two doctors went to stand back at the little kid's exposed pussy as
Tom stepped back to his son's red, sweaty, spit-up plastered face. Mikey
opened his bloodshot eyes to look at his father adoringly and whimpered,
"Daddy, please, let me suck your cock, oh please, let me suck it...." Tom
smiled back down at the eager kiddy cumdump he'd helped create and slid
his throbbing dick back down the throat he knew so well. He turned to Dr.
Mark to say, "Mark, seriously, the kid's about to blow, so hurry up and
get in there."

Jim put the ultrasound wand back over the boy's guts and Dr. Mark slid
his index and middle fingers deep inside the gaping pussy. The screen
showed a gentle tapping of the man's fingers against a large mass that
was the sissy's special boy joy zone. Instantaneously, Mikey started
shaking and thrashing in the stirrups, clenching his pussy on his
pediatrician's fingers and tightening his lips around the base of his
dad's enormous hard cock that was choking him. "Holy fuck, holy fuck,
look at that," Dr. Brian whispered, enthralled at the internal image and
the external display. Five seconds later, the kid emitted a high pitched
squeal and blood rushed throughout his little white body, making the
whole thing cotton-candy pink. The men watched and listened as he
shivered and quivered and moaned, and the boy's pulsating throat made Tom
add his huge load to the three others already in his son's belly.

Mikey, still laying on the exam table with his ankles in the air, finally
came down from his sissygasm as his dad was tucking his wet dick back
into his pants along with the others. Jim the receptionist left to go
back to his place at the desk, and Dr. Mark and Dr. Brian had pulled up
chairs to talk with Tom. Dr. Mark, wiping the remaining lube from his
fingers on the exam table protection paper, began, "So, Tom, I'll send
you home with the daily pill he needs to start taking, because I assume
the boys and men using him haven't been and won't be using condoms. But
he'll still need to come every three months for tests for other diseases,
ok?" Tom nodded.

"Mikey," Dr. Mark called in the direction of the boy's head, "Now that
it's not just your dad and Kevin using you, you'll have to take your
special boy pill every morning, ok? It might make you feel woozy for the
first few days, but that'll go away. Don't miss a day, ok?"

"Ok Dr. Mark," the sissy whimpered weakly, all his remaining energy used
up in the orgasm. "Um...." he hesitated, "can you give me a pill also to
stop my nipple getting hard?"

"I can, Mikey, yes, it's called an antiandrogen, and lots of special boys
like you take that to prevent erections they don't like, and also to keep
their bodies from getting hairy and manly looking, which normally starts
to happen around your age. From what you and your dad have told me over
the years, I know that you like the way your body is now, and that you
absolutely do not want it to get hairy or smelly, or for your nipple and
testicles to grow."

Mikey immediately sat up on the exam table and whined, "Nooooo! I don't
want that! I don't want that! Please, Dr. Mark! Please, Daddy! I want to
stay the way I am always! I NEVER want to look different! I love being a
special boy!" The little kid started bawling his eyes out, and his dad
got up and sat next to his whimpering, naked son on the exam table,
caressing him tenderly.

Dr. Mark sighed and continued, "Well, Mikey, since we know this is how
you've always felt, your dad and I have already discussed you having a
special surgery called an orchidectomy, where you can have your testicles
taken out from inside you, and therefore they will never produce the
testosterone that would change your body. Besides preventing those body
changes, your breasts will also grow bigger, your skin will stay very
smooth and soft, and you'll have far fewer erections."

Mikey interrupted, "Really?!?! Oh my god, Daddy! Can I do this? I want to
have this surgery! Pleeeeease?!?"

Dr. Mark continued, addressing Tom as well, "It's an easy operation --
you don't even need to stay overnight in the hospital. We could schedule
it immediately, you just need to let me know."

Tom looked down at his cum-filled sissy son, face still caked with dried
spit-up from the throatfucking he'd just got from four men, on top of the
three boys and monster-cock gym teacher from school earlier, not to
mention the regular morning fucking he'd had from his dad and brother.
The little boy's bloodshot eyes stared up at him longingly, in
desperation, begging to be made into a permanent special boy.

Tom ran his big manly hand through his son's sweaty, soft blond hair and
said, "Ok, it's who he is, my little Mikey. He'll only be happy this way,
and everything I've done has been for his happiness." The kid threw his
arms around his father, inhaling the manly smell he adored so much, and
cried his eyes out, this time from sheer joy.

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