THE CHIROPRACTOR

                                              Jack Sprat

     A privates pay in the army doesn't go too far. Well, for me anyway. 
Seems by mid-month I was always broke.  I borrowed money and, on payday,
when I paid what I owed, there was little left.

     One day I hurt my back helping unload an army truck. The army didn't  
believe in chiropractors and I knew that is what I needed. I went in to town 
and found one, footing the bill myself.. 

     He was a kindly older doc, old enough to be my dad. He had a real plush 
office. I stripped down to my shorts, lay on the table and felt the pressure of 
his hands snapping my spine back into place. Then he started pressing on my 
butt. Something was phony somewhere. No adjustable bones that low. He muttered,
that while I was there, I should have a rectal exam. Come on! The military gives
me enough of those. I think I had this old guy's number.

     I was eighteen years old. My slim, healthy, smooth body was apparently 
turning this guy on. I said no thanks to the rectal. When the doc finished, I 
climbed off the table, stood in my white briefs, and watched the docs eyes. 
They were transfixed at my crotch. A light flashed through my brain.  

     "Doc", I said. "How about me making an appointment with you next week,
the only difference is that you pay me."  This brought the docs eyes up to
contact with mine. The doc started to stammer... I interrupted...

     "Come off it!. You would like to mess around with my bare body, wouldn't
you?"

     The doc was in a dither.  "Would you let me?" he stammered.

     "Sure," I replied. "A regular appointment with you for a full naked 
examination will cost you $50. You can fool around with me until I cum,
then your time is up."   

     The doc was highly embarrassed, his face flushed. I knew he wanted me and
must be having fantasies about messing around with me.

     "You..you wouldn't tell anyone?"

     "No way," I replied. "They would kick me out of the military."

     The pact was made. An appointment was made for after-office hours for
the next Friday night.

     I arrived on time. I stripped down naked and climbed on to the 
chiropractors table face down. The doc didn't know how he was going to go 
about this so he gave my back another adjustment and massage. I know he was 
admiring my butt. He turned me over, massaged my stomach and ribs, pushing his 
thumbs over my tits. I was still soft in the crotch when his hands circled my 
balls. 

    "I'm going to examine you for testicular cancer."

    He was acting in a very professional manner. I don't think he knew any 
other way to start. He was very gentle with my balls. His hand moved to my 
penis and I got an erection as it was explored and jacked.  
 
     His head moved close to my crotch and hesitated, then his open mouth 
moved over my tip. In seconds he was sucking, licking, and kneading my balls. 

    I decided to hold off coming as long as possible. I kinda liked the
old guy, but I could only take so much tongue before nature took control. 
I told him when I was going to come. I didn't know how he would handle it,
whether he would pull his mouth away and finish me with a hand job or just 
swallow. I came in his mouth.  He rolled it around then went to the sink, spit 
it out, and rinsed his mouth. The session was over. I got reimbursed with five 
ten dollar bills. I made an appointment for the following week. 

     This time, the doc wanted to play with my butt. I told him it would
be $15 extra, but no dildoes or corn hole attempts. I was too tight. I
lay face down and spread my legs so they dropped over the sides of the
table, giving the doc the sight and freedom he wanted. I couldn't watch what 
was going on back there, but fingers were traced in soft circles over my 
cheeks and run up and down my crack. My asshole was greased, and he ran his 
finger up ever so slow.

     This really didn't feel extra good, but I was getting paid. The prostate 
massage got so intense that I told him to cool it or I was going to flip. 
After that, I only felt light tickles. I don't know how many times the doc put 
his finger in and out of my hole, but a lot. I also felt a few light licks on
my buns and up and down my crack but his tongue never touched my asshole.

     We ended with my lying on my back and my getting balls fondled again
with a blow job. Before I dressed, the doc asked that I embrace him while I 
was still nude and give him a kiss. I did. When I left, I had $65 in my hand. 
I really didn't mind moonlighting in this manner at all.

     The next weekend, when I was lying bare assed naked on his table, he was
full of compliments, telling me what a beautiful prick I had, how he enjoyed
fondling my balls, fingering my tight ass, and the excitement of feeling my 
warm cum in his mouth. Then he started stuttering with embarrassment. 

    He finally said it....he wanted ME to suck HIS cock. I think he was 
afraid by making such a suggestion that I might get mad, leave, and he would 
never see me again. It really had him worried.

     I never looked on myself as being gay. I just didn't mind someone messing
around, making me feel good, and paying me. I'd sucked a couple of cocks when 
I was in high school, but it really never turned me on. I only did it because 
my partners wanted something in return for the satisfaction they had given me. 
I thought about it and the extra money. I would charge and collect another 
$50. I said yes. 

     The doc undressed. I looked at his naked body, flabby with some wrinkles.
It certainly wasn't a smooth young body. His prick was just kinda medium
hard. I guessed it was the best he could do. He got on the table, spread 
his legs and I fondled and jacked. The doc became a real moaner. He was in 
utter bliss.

     I put his cock in my mouth. His hands immediately grabbed my head, 
stroked my hair, and pulled me all over his dick. I kept my tongue moving, 
reached below his balls, found his asshole, and worked my finger up. I've
never heard a man moan so loud and wiggle so much.  His sounds became louder 
as he started to convulse. A slow warm flow of cum entered my mouth. I went to
the sink and spit it out and the doc moaned "Fuck my butt."  

     I figured 'why not?' so I rolled him over, pulled him down to the end
of the table to where his legs dropped to the floor.. I spit on my dick, 
spread his cheeks, found the mark, and started pushing. It only took mild
pushing on my part, his asshole wasn't all that tight. I decided to really
give the guy a nice slow butt fuck, and I did. I pushed it in, wiggled it a lot,
then drew it out real slowly. The doc was gripping the sides of the table going
crazy.

    When I felt I was coming, I rammed it in and out with thrusts that really
slapped his buns. With one last thrust I drove as deeply as possible, held 
tight, and let my cum pump way inside of him.  When I left that night, the doc 
gave me $150. 

     These weekly visits with the doc went on for almost a year and I was
making extra big money. I put a lot in the bank.

     I finally transferred and was later discharged. When I got out, I bought a 
nice car, got some new clothes and went to college. I never had relations with 
another male after the doc. 
  
    I'm now  married and raising a family. I never considered myself a gay 
person nor a male prostitute. Well, maybe I was, and at the time, it was a 
pleasurable way to make some extra good money. 

     Please don't tell anyone about this. It's really a very dark secret.

                               The End