Date: Fri, 16 Mar 2001 07:43:10 EST
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Be Careful What You Wish For (06) By Justin Davis (M/t,t/t,mast,oral,
    anal)

The following story contains graphic scenes between a young teen male, other
teen males, teen females, and men.  If material of this nature offends you
then you should not read this story.  Additionally, if you are under 18 years
of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.

The events and characters portrayed in this story are entirely a work of
fiction.  The reader should interpret nothing in this story as advocating any
of the sexual acts or actions contained within the story.

Finally, none of my characters practice safe sex because they catch only what
I want them to.  In real life, safe sex is the only way to go.  It is smart.

The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or
publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has
been posted, without the consent of the author.

Please send your constructive comments to Justin0398@aol.com


Be Careful What You Wish For
By
Justin Davis

Part Six

After their episode in the examination room, Dr. Sampson had shown Jamie to
the guest bathroom and instructed him to clean up and meet him in his office
down the hall when he had finished and dressed.  The doctor had also done the
same and now sat at his desk making notes in Jamie's file.  He felt more
comfortable now that he had cleaned up and put on shorts, sport shirt, and
slides.  He heard a noise and looked up from his desk toward the doorway.
Jamie stood there peeking shyly around the edge of the door jam.

"Jamie, come in!"  The doctor said, motioning him to come in.

"Have a seat over there," he continued, pointing to a chair to the right of
his desk.

Hanging his head slightly, and averting his eyes from the doctor, Jamie
walked over, then sat in the chair the doctor had pointed out, still avoiding
any eye contact.

Dr. Sampson looked at Jamie for a moment and had to admit to himself that
Jamie's appearance was almost as striking clothed as it was naked.  Jamie's
baggy jeans, his loose fitting sweater, his tennis shoes, all combined
together to make an attractive wrapping for the physical attributes beneath.

"Jamie.  Jamie look at me."  The doctor said.

Slowly, Jamie raised his head and made eye contact with the doctor.

"Jamie I want to apologize for what just happened."  Dr. Sampson said
sincerely.

Jamie cast his eyes downward again.

"Aw, that's okay."  Jamie replied.

"No, I mean it.  It wasn't right for me to do that.  You are a patient, you
are much younger, and it was wrong."  The doctor added, with a serious tone
in his voice.

Jamie looked up at the doctor again.

"I'm sorry too."  The boy said sincerely.

"Jamie good God!  You don't have anything to be sorry about."  Dr. Sampson
replied.

"Yeah I do.  I shouldn't have done it either.  But---but I just couldn't help
it.  I can't help doing anything like that now."  The teen replied.

"I'm just------"

"Your just what?"  The doctor prompted.

"I'm just so horny all the time.  I wanna play with myself all the time.
I---I wanna do other stuff too."

"Like what Jamie?"

"You know.  Other stuff" Jamie replied and looked downward again.

Dr. Sampson looked at Jamie, let his words soak in, then spoke.

"Jamie I think you need to tell me some things don't you?"  The doctor asked.

Jamie looked back up at Dr. Sampson and nodded his head yes.  Tears were
beginning to form in his eyes.

For almost an hour, with prompting and reassurance from the doctor, Jamie
revealed the details of his exploits with David and Jeff, his numerous
masturbation sessions, how his balls ached when he didn't get off at least
four or five times a day.

As much as he tried to be professional about it, Dr. David Sampson was
overwhelmed as he listened.  The good doctor sat in his chair, behind his
desk, with a raging hard on as Jamie, all shyness gone, poured forth details
like water bursting through a dam.  Yet, this time, there would not be a
repeat of what had happened in the examination room between the two.

Oh, David Sampson would have loved to take Jamie in his arms once again and
do him right there on the floor of his office true enough.  But, he didn't
want it to be that way again.  No, next time it must be different.

Once Jamie had finished all he had to say, Dr. Sampson began to explain quite
a bit to the teen.  He explained, as much as he could in non-technical terms,
what was going on inside Jamie's body and the things Jamie might expect.  In
doing so, the doctor was as detailed as he could be based on what he had
gleaned so far from his experiments and his physical examination of Jamie.

"In short Jamie, I am not really sure what the end result is going to be with
you.
I know I can reverse the results at this point easily enough.  Maybe it would
be better if I explain that to your Mom and Dad and we don't go any further."
 The doctor concluded.

Jamie looked at the doctor a moment before he spoke.  In listening to him,
Jamie had become somewhat troubled by what he had heard.  A thousand
questions buzzed around in his mind.  Yet, he could only think of one to ask.

"Will that mean I will have a baby dick again?"  Jamie asked.

"Jamie, I really can't say."  The doctor replied.

Jamie thought for a minute.

"No, I want to keep doing it."  He finally replied.

"Then there are some things we both must do."  The doctor said.

 "First of all, I am going to explain to your parents everything I have
explained to you."  Dr. Sampson said.

"Then, I am going to see if I can get them to let you move in here with me.
There is plenty of room and I can monitor your progress easier."  He
continued.

"I want you to continue doing everything normally, but, until I can figure
out exactly what is going on here, and how much, you will have to cut out
your little sessions with David and Jeff, and you can't masturbate."

Of all the things Dr. Sampson had said, that impacted Jamie the most.

"But-but!!

"No buts Jamie.  No sex until I can figure this thing out."

"But my balls.  I gotta------"

"I can take care of that."  The doctor stated.

Over the course of the weekend, Dr. Sampson met with Jamie's parents.  Just
as he had said he would, and outlined Jamie's progress and the concerns he
had about that progress.

To say that Bill and Helen Bentham, Jamie's parents, were furious would be an
understatement.  There were threats to sue, threats to have Dr. Sampson
medical license terminated, almost everything one could imagine.  It was a
very ugly scene, one that would have been very much uglier if the details of
Jamie's sexual exploits had been revealed.

Yet, when the doctor calmly pointed out they had given their consent, and
reminded them of the papers they had signed, things became much more sedate
and the discussion turned toward what to do about Jamie.  So it was, that
Jamie now found himself, once again, in Dr. Sampson's examination room early
on Monday morning.

On Sunday, Jamie's parents had helped Jamie move the things he needed in
order to set up residence in Dr. Sampson's home.  For Jamie, it was a
considerable step up from the plain middle-class surroundings of his parents.

The guest bedroom, which Jamie had been moved into, was really more of a
suite than a bedroom.  In fact, it was larger than the three bedrooms at
Jamie's parent's house put together.  The young teen had decided he was going
to like living there immediately when he noticed the large entertainment
center the room contained and the large heated pool just outside.

Jamie lay naked on the examination table, and stirred just a little, as Dr.
Sampson took hold of his penis and measured it.  Four and one-fourth inches
flaccid it seemed to be.  He then began to inspect Jamie's balls.

"Ouch!"  Jamie hollered.

"They hurt!"  He exclaimed.

"Did you masturbate since we last talked?"  Dr. Sampson asked.

Jamie blushed a little and shook his head no.

The doctor tried to be a little gentler as he continued his inspection.  Yet,
Jamie still squirmed and winced because of the tenderness of his balls.

"Okay Jamie.  Get yourself hard."  The doctor said matter of factly.

Jamie just looked at him.

"Look Jamie, after what went on in this room the last time, there is nothing
to be shy about."  The doctor said.

Jamie reluctantly took hold of his dick and began to work it with his hand.
The response was immediate.  In no time at all, Jamie's dick was hard.

"Okay, that's fine."  The doctor said, gently removed Jamie's hand away from
his dick, and made his measurement.

"Six and one-fourth inches."  He said out loud.

"Jamie, how big did you say it was that first morning?"  Dr. Sampson asked.

"Uh, six inches."  Jamie replied.

"Are you sure?"  The doctor asked.

"Yeah, I measured it."

Dr. Sampson began to make notations on Jamie's chart.  When he looked back up
Jamie had started stroking himself again and there was already a huge drop of
pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock.  The doctor gently removed Jamie's
hand away.

"There is another measurement I need to make Jamie.  Let's hold off on that."
 The doctor said.

Jamie moaned a little as he lay his hand back down on the examination table.
He needed to get off so bad.  He just knew his balls would explode if he
didn't.  They ached even worse now that he was hard.

Jamie watched while Dr. Sampson moved over to the counter and attached a
clear plastic hose to a clear cylindrical device that was closed at one end.
The other end of the hose was attached to some kind of small machine that had
what looked like a clear plastic beaker with measurement marks on it.

When he was sure everything was in order, Dr. Sampson walked over to the
examination table, gently grabbed hold of Jamie's dick, and inserted it into
the clear plastic cylinder.  To Jamie, it didn't feel as good as Jeff's
mouth, but it did feel okay.

Dr. Sampson then went back to the counter, put on a latex glove, lubed it
liberally, then with his other hand, reached over and turned on the pump.
The suction effect on Jamie's penis was immediate.

"Uh!"  Jamie exclaimed.

Having put two and two together, Jamie spread his legs slightly as the doctor
moved closer to the examination table and down near his butt.  He moaned a
little as the doctor inserted his fingers, then moved them deep inside him.

"Oh yeah!"  Jamie said, as the doctor's fingers began their massage.

It was not long before the combination of the sucking action of the pump and
Dr. Sampson's massaging fingers brought Jamie to climax.

"Oh shit!"  Jamie cried out, as he hunched his hips skyward and shot his load.

The pump made greedy slurping noises as it began to suck up Jamie's prolific,
white, offering.  Eventually, when it was apparent that there was no more cum
to be had, Dr. Sampson, removed his fingers from Jamie's ass, cut off the
pump, then removed the cylinder from Jamie's penis.

Jamie continued to lay on the table, with a now satisfied look on his face,
while the doctor went over to the pump in order to remove the beaker.  Dr.
Sampson could tell before he even removed the beaker, that it contained an
enormous amount of ejaculate.  Dr. Sampson paused for a moment, turned, and
spoke to Jamie.

"You can go ahead and take your shower and get dressed."  He said to Jamie.

"Maria will fix you some breakfast and I will join you as soon as I finish
here."  The doctor continued.

Jamie got up off the examination table, put on his shorts, opened, then
closed, the door behind him, and headed down the hall toward his bedroom.

Turning his attention to the process at hand, Dr. Sampson removed the beaker,
then examined the graduations on the beaker.  Just a tad shy of 50ml was the
measurement.

He then took a glass slide from the tray on the counter, picked up a dropper
which lay near by, siphoned up some of Jamie's ejaculate from the beaker,
then carefully squeezed a drop it onto the slide.

That done, he carefully placed the slide onto the slide tray of the
microscope, moved the metal clips in place, then leaned over and brought the
microscope into focus.  He was amazed at what he saw.

Jamie's ejaculate contained more sperm than he had ever seen in one sample.
Given the fact he was looking at was just one small drop, Dr. Sampson
realized that there were literally enough healthy sperm left in the beaker to
impregnate dozens and dozens of women, maybe even more.  Jamie was an
artificial-insemination physician's dream come true.  He was a living,
breathing, sperm bank.

Jamie hungrily gobbled down his breakfast really not wondering what was
keeping Dr. Sampson from joining him.  Maria, the live-in housekeeper, had
made his breakfast and Jamie was wolfing it down as she busily peeled some
fruit for the noon time meal.

Jamie had immediately liked Maria.  She was Hispanic and had a friendliness
and helpfulness about her that made him feel at home in his new environment.
Most of all, however, he liked her daughter Christina.

Jamie had first seen Christina the day he had moved in while she was on her
way down the driveway to the apartment in back of the main house.  Jamie
noticed that she was probably several years older than he was.  But, her long
dark hair that hung down the back of her coat, and her beautiful features,
melted away the age difference as far as Jamie was concerned.

Jamie had asked Dr. Sampson about her and he had found out that Christina and
her mom lived in the apartment behind the house, she was sixteen, and she
attended high school at the Catholic school four blocks down the street.
Jamie immediately wondered if going to Catholic school might not be a bad
idea.

Eventually, Dr. Sampson arrived at the breakfast table, seated himself, and
waited for Maria to bring his usual morning cup of coffee.

"The food okay?"  Dr. Sampson asked Jamie.

"Mpff, yeah."  Jamie replied, through a mouth full of pecan waffle.

Dr. Sampson laughed.

"Jamie, there are some more tests we need to run that I can't run here.  I
will send a cab to pick you up after school and bring you to the clinic."
The doctor stated.
Jamie just rolled his eyes and continued to chew.

			     (To be continued)