Date: Mon, 29 Oct 2001 19:52:35 EST
From: TomGTongue@aol.com
Subject: RIM SHOTS (Part One)

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RIM SHOTS (Part One)

From Tom's Tongue


Hi, my name is Tommy Grant. I'm seventeen (two month from my eighteenth
birthday). I have brown hair, blue-green eyes, stand six feet even and
weigh 175 pounds. I workout religiously and am very proud of my body.
I'm hairless except for a small amount in my pits and above my dick.

It was late summer/early fall. I was just starting my senior year in
high school. I had gone to bed early, because I had a doctor's
appointment the next morning before school and I needed to get up at five
a.m. My parents were out of town, and I was just beginning to fall
asleep when the phone rang. It was a call that would change my life.

"Hello..."

A deep male voice said, "Tommy, I want to lick your ass."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I want you to sit on my face with my tongue as far up
your pretty asshole as I can get it. I want you to bend over in front of
my face and fuck that sweet hole back on my tongue. I want to lick it,
slurp it, fill it with my spit and suck it right back out again."

I had an instant erection. I didn't understand why, but my eight inches
were throbbing in my shorts. These few lewd words had turned me on more
than I'd ever been. "D-do I know you?" I asked.

"Yes, you do," revealed the voice that sounded somewhat familiar, "but I
don't want you to find out who I am until I know you'll let me eat out
your butt hole."

"I don't know...isn't that kinda gross?" I queried.

"Not to me. You've got the sweetest looking ass I've seen in a long, long
time and I want to spend a couple of days making love to it with my
tongue."

"Do you want to suck my dick, too?" I can't believe I said that.

"I'll be happy to drink down every load you've got, just to get a shot at
your back door."

I was really turned on, but the stuff this guy was saying was too sick,
too queer for me to think about. My dick liked the idea, but my brain
wasn't sure. I didn't have a girlfriend at the time, and like most
teenagers, my horns were up all the time. I just wasn't ready to let
some queer lick me...there.

"Sorry, man, I don't think so," I replied finally.

"I know that you want it. I know your dick is hard and you're breathing
heavier over the phone."

"Not for me, sorry." And I hung up the phone. Needless to say, it took
me a little while to get any sleep that night.

* * * * *

The next morning, bright and early, I was at Dr. John Franklin's office.
I was getting my physical required for participation in high school
football. The doctor had agreed to meet with me an hour before his
office opened, for which I was grateful. I'd procrastinated too much and
the forms were due that day.

Dr. Franklin is a great guy. He's only a couple of years out of medical
school, and my parents and I both like him a lot. He's about six two,
weighs about 180, has dirty blond hair, blue eyes and looks younger than
his twenty-six years. It's obvious that he works out. He filled the
scrubs he was wearing very well. I looked at his ass a little more than
I normally would, I guess because I couldn't keep my mind off that damn
call from the previous evening.

As we were the only ones in his office that morning, Dr. Franklin gave me
the cup to piss in, took my blood, weighed and measured me himself before
we entered the examination room. "You are maturing very well, Tommy.
Your workouts are paying off," he noted.

"Thanks, Doc, it looks like you workout quite a bit too." Why did I say
that?

"Every chance I get. Okay, let's get started. Take off your shirt,
please."

He proceeded to do all the traditional poking, prodding and listening
that I'd come to expect.

"So far, so good," he said with a smile, "now off with the rest of your
clothes please."

I've been involved in athletics since I was ten, and undressing in front
of another guy was no big deal. However, for some reason, my cock was a
little fuller than it should have been when I pulled off my jockey's. I
just prayed that I wouldn't get a hard on during the exam.

I don't know if there was sexual electricity in the air, or if I was just
projecting, but it seemed to me that Dr. Franklin couldn't take his eyes
off my dick. One time I caught him looking and he just smiled and said,
"You're really maturing all over, Tommy." I know that I was blushing.

The next development took me by surprise. He said that the air
conditioning in his office wasn't working well and that it took several
hours before the place cooled down during warm Indian summer mornings.

"Do you mind if I take off my shirt, too, Tommy?"

"Doc, you can take off the pants too, if that'll cool you off," I
replied.

So, within minutes, I was naked, with the doctor down to his BVD's, and
MAN, was I impressed. A big hairless chest, with square pecs, and an
eight-pack that was proof of hard workouts. He turned his back to me
when he removed his pants, and the thin cotton of his briefs did little
to hide what a muscular ass he had as well. Our bodies were very
similar. When he turned around, I took the opportunity to check out his
package and, again, I was impressed. Due to the heat, he had a light
coating of sweat that seemed to highlight his musculature, and, for some
reason, my dick twitched again.

"That's a lot better. Thanks for understanding, Tommy. Now let's check
out your reflexes."

Have you ever crossed your legs naked? Well, my cock and balls were
pushed right out there, I tell ya. After the reflex test, he had me lay
back for the hernia exam. The second his hand touched my smooth balls,
my cock was hard and made a slapping sound as it hit my rippled stomach.

"Don't be embarrassed, Tommy, it happens all the time. Your penis seems
to be somewhat red and irritated. Have you been masturbating regularly?"

I only nodded, red-faced.

"What do you use for lubrication?"

I was about to answer when a drop of pre-cum escaped and rolled down my
dick, toward my balls. I could actually feel it roll down the side of my
balls and finish it's journey on my asshole. I shivered, even though the
office was somewhat warm.

"Doc, I know it's wrong, but I use that gooey stuff that just came out
with spit, and it works just fine."

"Tommy, there's nothing wrong with beating off. Anybody who says they
don't is lying to you. So, why is this irritation here now?" he asked
as he pointed at my throbbing dickhead.

I was really blushing then. But for some reason, I felt like I could
trust him. "Doc, if I ask you something do you promise that you won't
talk to my parents about it?"

"Sure, Tommy, we have doctor/patient confidentiality. I can't, by law,
talk to anyone about anything that happens here about you without your
permission. And besides, I feel like we're almost friends. What do you
want to know?"

I sat up on the side of the table with my feet hanging over the edge,
took a deep breath and went on, unable to look him in the eye, so, I just
stared at the big bulge in his crotch that was right in front of me as he
stood next to the table. "Doc, do people really put their tongues up
each other's assholes...I mean, rectums?" I looked up and his eyes
widened. "I'm sorry, Doc...I don't know why I asked that...well, I DO
know, but if you don't want to answer, I'll understand."

"What made you ask, Tommy?" he asked. Because my eyes had returned to
his crotch, I saw a twitch there, which sent another drop of pre-cum out
of my dick.

"Well, last night I got an obscene phone call. To put it mildly, the guy
said that he wanted to lick my ass. It's disgusting, I know, but it did
this to my dick," I said, pointing. "I could never ask my Dad about
something like that, and I don't think it's something I'd ask a girl to
try either."

"Tommy, it's called analingus, and, from what I've heard, there are a lot
of people who practice it...primarily men. There's nothing wrong with
getting turned on by it as you obviously still are. Did you masturbate
while this guy was on the phone with you?"

"No...I hung up on him, but I got so curious that I had to see if I
could do something to simulate the feeling. I ended up having three
orgasms. Doc, this is really embarrassing." I was still looking at his
crotch, I it seemed to be expanding. I could see the head of his dick
clearly between his big balls and the sides of the shaft became more
defined as they pushed against the restraining material. My dick
throbbed again.

"So why don't you show me what you did?" I couldn't believe my ears. I
lifted my head to look directly into his beautiful smiling eyes. "It's
okay...I'm curious too. Close your eyes, lay back on the table and
pretend it was last night."

So, I did as he requested. I lay back down, except now I put my feet
flat on the table and pushed my hips forward until my ass was exposed.

"That's good, Tommy. Why don't you move down just a little so your feet
are at the edge here, so I can really see what you're about to do. When
you're done with your demonstration I can do the ol' prostate exam"

With a little assistance from the Doc, my feet and ass were at the edge
of the table. My knees were spread wide and my ass was right in his
face. Did I tell you that he had moved a short stool to the end of the
table? As I lifted my head off the exam table, I could see my dripping
dick, my balls and the Doc's face right there looking at my asshole.

"Tommy, go ahead and show me what you did. I think if you do it, you'll
be more relaxed for me to put a finger up there later."

With Dr. Franklin watching, I lifted my right hand to my mouth and sucked
on my index and middle fingers. When they were sopping wet, I slowly
brought them to my hole. The Doc actually had to back away somewhat to
give me room. I could actually feel his breath on the entire area that
made my dick throb even more. When I touched the center of my nether
hole, I swear, we both moaned. I ran my finger slowly around the rim of
my hairless hole, getting those same wonderful tingles that I did the
previous evening.

"Wow, Tommy, your hole is visibly pulsing." The Doc said somewhat
breathlessly. He actually licked his lips and said, "Did you push your
finger inside?"

Instead of answering, I did just that. I pushed the tip of my middle
finger in to the first knuckle, and we both moaned again.

"Doc, don't get grossed out by this, okay?" I brought my hand back to my
mouth and sucked the middle finger in like an all day sucker. Moan
number three. I repeated the process twice more. His face didn't move,
and he seemed to breathing differently... inhaling more deeply. My ass
was feeling so good, and I felt like I would come in seconds.

"How does that taste, Tommy? No, I'm not grossed out at all...actually
it's kinda HOT."

I closed my eyes, opened them again, looked into his beautiful eyes that
looked sorta glazed over, and took the finger, which was now buried to
the hilt up my hole and held it up to his face. He didn't hesitate; he
sucked my finger in to the hilt and ran his tongue around it. We were
moaning again. I got an idea and pulled my finger outward, turning it so
I could hook it on his upper teeth. I pulled him to my ass, releasing my
finger as he dove in tongue first. Fuck the fingers, this felt SO much
better. He dug in like he hadn't eaten in a week. He was French kissing
my asshole to beat the band!

"OH, DOC! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! DON'T STOP! EAT MY HORNY HOLE!"

He was now cramming his whole face into my ass, lapping away, making
grunting noises like a pig in heat.

"Pull those beautiful cheeks apart for me, Tommy! YOU TASTE SO GOOD...I
WANT TO GET IN THERE DEEPER!"

I was going crazy, writhing on the table. The feelings from my now
sloppy butt hole were sending me over the edge. After about five more
minutes, I screamed, "DOC, I THINK I'M GONNA CUM!" He moved his right
hand to the head of my cock just as the most violent and intense orgasm
of my young life began. I spurted what felt like forever, and the Doc's
hand was filled with my cum.

As I lay there recuperating, he was now slowly tongue-fucking me. He
pulled back and said, "That was incredible! I've never done that before,
but I think I want to do it a lot more! Now...I still need to examine
your prostate..." He took his right hand that was filled with my spooge
and slowly began feeding it to my hungry hole. After he had most of it
in and around my chute, he began to fuck me with two cum sopping
fingers. He hit something inside of me that almost made me jump off the
table and cum again!

"Oh, Doc, that feels SO good. What are you doing to me?"

"Why, I'm just inspecting your prostate, Tommy. It seems to be a very
healthy one at that," he replied with a sexy smirk on his handsome face.
And as I watched, he slowly pulled his fingers out of my ass, sucked them
into his hungry mouth once again. His eyes were rolling into the back of
his head as he pulled them out, and plunged his face back into my ass.
He proceeded to lap, suck and drink every drop of cum that he could
find. His face now shiny with spit and cum, was distorted in pleasure.

"Tommy, I'VE GOTTA CUM!" He stood, and for the first time, I saw his
prick. It's a beautiful piece of meat, nine or ten inches, fat and
straight with a huge helmet head with two hairless, lemon-sized balls
flopping beneath. He was beating it quickly as pushed the tip of the
enormous baby maker to my sloppy hole. Only the tip penetrated just a he
let loose with both a loud moan, and eight or nine huge shots of cum
DIRECTLY UP MY STEAMY HOLE!

"Oh, DOC! CUM IN ME MAN! I CAN FEEL IT! IT'S BURNING HOT!" He
suddenly finished and pulled back out, only to dive his face back in
again. My dick had never softened, and his third trip to my hole, had me
close to orgasm again. I got a wild idea.

"Doc, get up here and let me clean up your mess." He understood and he
immediately moved on top of me on the table in the 69 position. I'd
never sucked a cock before, but I was going to SUCK THIS ONE!

It was delicious. I tried, unsuccessfully, to push the entire thing down
my throat, but I gagged repeatedly as it reached the back of my gullet.
So I held the base of it with my right hand, and concentrated on the ass
and cum flavored head with my lips and tongue while my left hand played
with his balls.

As I worked on him, the Doc was busy too! He had my quivering dick
buried in his hot mouth. Instead of moaning, we were both now grunting.
The exam room was filled with the sounds of our snorts, slurps and
licks. Within minutes, we both shot yet another load down each other's
hungry throats.

The Doc fell forward, panting and sweating, pulling his huge organ from
my cock hungry mouth to land across my chest and stomach, with his head
resting on my knee. The most beautiful sight I had ever seen was
directly in front of me: the Doc's beautiful pink asshole! I began to
lick the back of his left thigh...target, one hot hole. But, it was not
to be; he quickly lifted himself up until he was sitting on the table
facing me.

Looking deeply into my eyes, he said, "Tom, this is all so new and
unexpected...I hope you will forgive me for my unprofessionalism. I
just couldn't help myself."

"Doc, it was wonderful. I want to return the favor...and more! I can't
wait to get my tongue into you!" I looked down. "Can I kiss you?" He
didn't respond. He leaned forward and our lips met tenderly, at first,
and soon our tongues were competing for space in the other's mouth. I
could taste my ass, our shared cum and his sweet spit. I was getting
turned on again!

Doc pulled away suddenly and looked at his watch. "Shit, we've got to
get ourselves together. My nurse and assistant will be arriving any
minute!" He quickly pulled out clean towels that he moistened in the
sink, and we began wiping ourselves clean. Just as he was putting his
shirt back on, we could hear the exterior door being opened.

"Finish dressing and I'll be back in a few minutes." He gave me a quick
kiss and was out the door. I was able to put my clothes on even though I
was somewhat dazed by what had happened over the past half hour or so.
All I knew is that I wanted to do this again, and that I wanted to spend
a long time exploring the Doc's body with my eyes, hands, lips and
tongue, especially his sweet ass.

Just thinking about it made my dick hard as a rock once again. I was
roused from by daydreams by his return. He closed the door and
immediately took me in his arms hugging me close. In a breathy whisper
directly into my ear, he said, "Tom, I think you and I are going to
become even closer friends. I've finished up your paperwork, but before
I give it to you, you've got to promise me that we are going to get
together again...and soon."

Pulling back to look him in the eye, I said, "Doc, what are you doing
tonight? My parents are out of town..."

He smiled and kissed me again.


(To be continued)