Date: Wed, 24 Nov 2021 18:51:47 +0000 From: darkimagination123 Subject: A doctors Love part four Apologies in the previous part a kind reader has pointed out an error, in the last paragraph the following sentence With that he came back with a tiny pair of pink panties and a pink muscled up should read With that he came back with a tiny pair of pink panties and a pink camisole top It is almost 40 years since that defining visit to the doctor's office and today I marvel at how it shaped me in the future, although he would say he did not shape me rather he showed me who I really was, which I think is true, presumably young boys who did not have my predilections would have reacted much more negatively and genuinely viewed what they experienced as abuse. I'm also old enough to realise that perhaps he was just really really good at grooming me, all those years of preparation, the interest he showed in me (yes I know I'm the son of a single mother, so yes he was my father figure). Maybe the normalisation of fingering my ass and my accepting and growing to enjoy it. Did he turn me gay? I really don't think so, but what I am forever grateful for is that when it would have been more natural in early 1980s Ireland to have completely ignored my gay tendencies, he showed me the wonderful world an inadequate beta submissive could enjoy, and for that I will always love him. I also extremely grateful that he videoed and photographed many of our loving encounters and that today I can still view them, not many people have a video of when they lost their cherry! As we left the office, I thought we were going to his car and then onto his home, but after we'd been walking for a few minutes he told me we were going to a cinema, saying that I would really enjoy it. After 10 minutes we were in a slightly dodgy part of town and walked up to a non-descript door which he knocked on and after a few seconds it opened and we were ushered in. We were then led down a flight of stairs into the type of establishment I have frequented many many times over the years, a male oriented sex shop. Back then it took me a while to realise where I was. I saw some provocatively dressed men (leathers) walking around what looked like normal shopping aisles, but on closer inspection the goods were the wonderful paraphernalia of gay male sexuality, butt plugs, ball gags, all sorts of leather and PVC clothing, et cetera et cetera. I then browsed the video file with the doctor and with his encouragemen selected a couple of videos for my future education. as I was browsing the Dr bought something which I didn't see at the time, but when he ushered me into a small booth at the back of the shop he handed me a pink device. "You will wear this every day from now on, it's a cock cage?" I looked at him puzzled and as he started to undress me he told me that as fag bum boy i would only ever need my cock to piss with , and also wearing the cock cage would be an important signal of my devotion to him. He pulled down my panties and fitted the cage around my cock and balls. It was ironic that it made my package look bigger than it was but also ensured it would never be used. I loved the signal it sends and was immediately quite proud that I was wearing it for him. We left my street clothes in the booth and taking me by the hand. Again, I look back and chuckle, weeks earlier I had been a normal Irish schoolboy, sexually inexperienced and fearful. That day I took the doctors and with my cock cage and butt plug in place, wearing pink panties and a camisole top, and I could not have been happier, because I was with the man I worshipped. Further down the corridor I could hear the sound increasing, the inevitable sound of male passion skin on skin. We pushed through double doors into a cinema with just 20 seaters. On the screen was a highly illegal (homosexuality was still illegal in Ireland at that time) movie showing a gorgeous twink surrounded by butch big cocked men who were groping him, his ass his non-existent breasts, as he sucked one and then the other, before lying on his back, legs in the air and he easily took the biggest fattest cock I had ever seen at that point, balls deep. It wasn't this boys first rodeo. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness in the cinema I saw four men scattered around the seats apparently watching the movie, but then I realised that each of them were being serviced by a head bobbing up and down in their lap, and that some of the sound I could hear was there sucking effort and their masters appreciative groans. The doctor led me down to the front row and took a seat, I did not presume to sit beside him, rather I knelt between his legs like the other boys, (checking them out I saw they ranged in age from perhaps 10 years old to 16). I can hear the wonderful stimulation of what was happening behind me on the screen and I was as horny as fuck, I could feel desire surged through me something I now look back and giggle at, I really was a slut, (I still laugh that if I had told anyone then or indeed now they would consider what I went through as abusive, but kneeling down with my butt plug, cock cage and pink adolescent girl clothing, with the sound of a boy getting fucked by butch cock, all I could think about was how I could satisfy the doctor,). I immediately unzipped him and sighed as I pulled out his weighty cock. As I did so in image from one of the magazines he had lent me popped into my mind. So as I suckled on his cock head, I undid his trousers and pulled them all the way down to his ankles. He looked puzzled but let me go with it. Positioning myself between his legs I pulled his arse forward, I needed access to his arse hole. I looked up to see him smile, I think he had guessed. I was a little tentative at first but catching its wonderful manly aroma I was emboldened plus I was horny as hell, a bitch in heat, I dived in and licked sucked and penetrated his assholee as best I could. His gorgeous balls resting on the top of my nose I felt him beat his hard cock against the top of my head. I guess we were both putting on a show. As I was doing this he told me to take off my top and panties, which I did. I continued to worship my master, kissing and nibbling his thighs, teasing him I guess for returning to his cock and balls. Given his position I also published two fingers inside is well lubed sphincter and replicated how the doctor had pleasured me for all those years. I think it blew his mind a bit because when I took his cock in my mouth it only took a couple of minutes for him to blow his load he groaned out loud shot again and again to my teen mouth. I understood not to swallow immediately, and to see what the doctor suggested. I was surprised when he caught the eye of the guy in the seat behind me and said "Father how would you like my little girl to snowball my spunk with you" I squinted my eyes and saw that indeed it was a priest from our local church I hesitated, but the doctor reassured me saying "don't worry I've already spoken to Father Ronald about you, he is very proud of you" with his encouragement I went into the row behind and leaned over and started kissing Father Ronald, I dribbled the doctors spunk into his mouth and we kissed deeply swapping my masters rich spunk between us as a young boys head bobbed up and down on his cock. I was very very excited. When we had finished I sat down in the chair beside the priest trying to process everything that had happened, but the doctor had even more suggestions. "What do you think Father perhaps your little boy would like a taste of my spunk from earlier?" They both chuckled and then the boy shuffled over to be between my legs pulled my bottom forward. The doctor reached over and pulled my butt plug slowly from my ass and as it popped out the little boy who I had recognised as one of Father Ronald's altar boys dove into my ass and caught the doctors warm liquidy spunk as it ran from my gaping boy cunt. He was definitely extremely skilled at this as I felt his tongue soothe my stretched sphincter and extending an inch or two into my arse. He certainly gave me an education in how to better please the doctor. After this finished my butt plug was reinserted, the doctor and Father Ronald had a brief chat, the doctor teasing him that his boys were getting younger and younger and that he would have to be careful not to tear their arse when he took their cherry. They both guffawed at this. As we were leaving the cinema, I was still completely naked when I heard the priests parting shot "you must come to confession during the week, I will give you a special treat" I had not realised that at that point but obviously my doctor was part of a group of like-minded individuals all of whom were considered by society to be above reproach, And all of whom were very happyTo share their conquests. For the next two years my mother was very impressed by how religious I became with my weekly visits to confession. If only she knew! Again please support the nifty platform if you enjoyed my story