Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2020 23:01:19 +0200
From: Ryan White <liciousryan@gmail.com>
Subject: Doctor Daniel Chapter 6

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DOCTOR DANIEL
CHAPTER SIX

It was so damn difficult to do my job with a constant hardon each and every
minute of the day these days. It always seemed like just here before
Christmas time, there was all of a sudden a flurry of parents who wanted to
have their kids checked out before they went away on holiday and what
not. There wasn't much more irritating than a sick kid on Christmas day,
after all.

Ever since I had had finished little sexual adventure with the wonder that
was the ten year old Zippy, I had totally started to look differently at my
several boy patients. I was a pediatrician after all, so I normally
specialized in little kids, but now it seemed like that statement had a
totally other meaning that it was intended to be.

The whole darn morning had been a cock tease, so to speak.

A little boy of about eleven years of age, blond as the day was young and
the cutest Ben 10 t-shirt covering his scrawny, yet boyish little boy chest
made my cock water like it had never before. This was his first time
visiting a doctor in quite a while so it was like a sheer little outing for
him. I had asked him to take off that same said Ben 10 shirt which he
did. I nearly suffocated, my god! His pert little boy nipples, combined
with his flat, already hard little kiddie boy tummy...complete with an
outie belly button that I so much wanted to have in between my thirsty
lips.

Funny thing was...with me being a doctor, he didn't have any legit reasons
to actually fear me and to do exactly what I had asked. Unfortunately, he
was only in here with a slight chest infection, and I had no reason
whatsoever to order him to strip naked. What if this little beauty went
home and told his parents his doctor salivated over his incredibly sexy
eleven year old skinny ass...that was something I didn't even wanna
entertain happening.

But what I was allowed to do, as he had said chest infection, was to caress
and near damn make love to his skin and the rest of his boy body...his arms
for example, which was beginning to show subtle definition through all the
swimming he was clearly doing at school and at home.

Listening to his chest, telling him to close his eyes, which he readily
did...as my own pair of blues glided over what I had the right to see of
this sexy little blond dynamo. His buttoned little nose, his reddish lips,
his flat and hard tummy breathing in and out with every second of his
little heart beat.

Man, I was so fucking hard in my trousers, I could have sliced a
watermelon.

In the end, I ruffled his clean blond hair, which turned me on ever more,
with the silky strands of fibers zipping through my fingers. When he was
eventually gone and safely out of my consultation rooms, I actually had to
sit down and I pressed my fingers against my nose and breathed in that
delicious, stunning mixture of kiddie boy hair, freshly washed only that
morning, combined with a healthy whiff of boy sweat, and as it was summer
in South Africa right now, that was to be expected. I wanted to run that
scent over my entire fucking body but alas...I had other patients to see.

I didn't wish any harm on any little boy out there but a part of me wished
that I somehow stroked it lucky and that I would have someone who
complained of a bad bladder. Something, just literally anything, so that my
desperate need could feed my craving of having a firm, young boy cockie
inside my hands.

My heart soared as about three and a half hours had passed in which I had
only treated pre teen girls against the usual summer sniffles and your
common hay fever, when finally, a little boy of about twelve entered my
rooms alongside his mother.

"Good afternoon, Doctor. Henry, where's your manners? Greet the doctor!"

"Hi..." the boy mouthed before he yet again seemed to slump his boy body
forward in a clear depressed manner. The little tyke was obviously not
feeling well and it quite frankly had me more than a little worried. I
might have been a pure bred born paedophile, but the health of a child came
first, always.

"Well, so Henry...you wanna tell me what's bothering you?" I reached out to
him first and tried to win this stunningly handsome twelve year old's
trust. He glanced up at me and then right back down at the door. He was
clearly in no mood to be social whatsoever.

"Henry...oh for God sake...Doctor, he has a slight injury on his penis..."

"MOM! Jesus!" Henry hissed, as he doubled his upper body over in a manner
what could only be described as sheer humiliation, before making a beeline
for my door, but I managed to stop him in the nick of time.

"Come on, big guy. It's nothing to be ashamed of! That's why I'm here to
help you. You wanna tell me what happened before I take a good look?"

I really, honestly wanted to smirk smugly as I said those words but I
stopped myself in time. FINALLY... FINALLY, I had the legal right to see a
real live kiddie penis before my very eyes and what was even more...I had
the right to do that!

Henry though, was clearly not one hundred percent comfortable speaking to
me and I kinda got the feeling that he didn't want his mother to know what
the story, behind the story was, so to speak. How exactly did he manage to
get an injury down there? I REALLY wanted to know.

An idea as evil as the night itself started to fester in my brain. It was
risky as hell, but if I could pull it off...I might, just might not only be
seeing, but be tasting this lovely little dark haired boy's kiddie cock and
EVERYTHING more he had to offer!

"Henry...would you prefer it if it was just you and me? Just the boys?" I
gently pushed him and I immediately knew I was on dangerous ground now, but
something inside me really didn't seem to care. Everyone knew I was married
and that I had a son. I was the fucking last person, hopefully, that anyone
would think would wanna molest a seemingly innocent child such as Henry.

Henry's mother narrowed her eyes and peered over to her beautiful son.

"Honey...you wanna speak to Doctor Daniel alone? I can wait outside?" she
tenderly asked her son, holding his hand tight just like any concerned
mother would.

Henry was silent for a minute before he slowly nodded in agreement. His
mother squeezed his hand het again and stood up and sighed. I walked her
over to the door before she turned around and looked at me with several
unshed tears in her eyes.

"Please help him, Doctor. I think...I mean, I have a very strong suspicion
how that injury happened. He's gotten involved with the older crowd at
school and all of a sudden I found...I don't know how to say it...stuff, on
his phone that no decent twelve year old boy should have!"

Trying my level best to keep a straight, pardon the pun, professional face,
I assured her that she would be the first to know what was going on with
her darling baby boy. Having the info I have, made my cock jump. There
wasn't a question in my mind that Henry had been experimenting sexually
with these sudden new mates of his. The question on my mind now was...had
it been with girls...boys...or even both?

**

"Okay, Henry. It's just the two of us here. I really wanna help you,
because if you really have an injury down there I bet its gotta hurt like a
mother fucker, right?"

My usage of those words made him look up and take notice at me for the
first time since he had entered my rooms. He smiled slightly and I knew
then that I had his trust. As simple as that, sometimes that was all it
took with boys his age. They wanted to be talked to like they were people,
not little boys anymore and that's exactly what I did.

He sat up straight and scratched the back of his head with his arm. That
particular arm seemed to bulge with muscles as he did so and I prayed to
the heavens that I would see this handsome pre teen naked as the day that
he was born pretty soon. I knew I couldn't just order him to remove his
shorts. That would lose any trust and budding that I had created.

"Time to talk to me, dude," I said as I sat down opposite him with my note
pad and pen in front of me.

He sighed dramatically, as if he was doing ME a massive ass favor and sat
back in his chair.

"I only told my mom that I had a sore on my dick and she ordered me to come
here. She even came with me to make sure I do go. My dad died years ago so
she thought it was best to come here. She also don't know much about...you
know."

"What did happen? You can trust me."

Henry spread his legs for some reason. It took nearly all of my will power
not to wanna just...stare inside those powerful looking limbs and wonder
what was hidden beneath those shorts...

"Well, I was at a party the other night with some friends. And then we
started to play Spin the bottle."

I had to choke back a laugh of sheer nostalgia. I didn't realize that kids
today even knew what Spin the Bottle was anymore. And I could kinda see now
where his story was going.

"Go on."

"So.. me and this girl got it on. She's like four years older than me. Her
name is Molly and dude, she's so fucking hot! She totally wanted to gimme a
blowjob and everything and I was really like, totes ready to get my dick
out and everything..."

Daniel, chill. You need to chill the fuck out.

But shitballs...hearing these type of words coming out of a TWELVE YEAR OLD
little boy...my cock was leaking so much it must have seemed I had pissed
myself.

"...and then what happened?"

Henry closed his eyes, as if he was actually reliving what he wanted to
tell me. He suddenly gripped the arms of the chair and it seemed like a
shudder went through him.

"I...I was so damn excited to finally get a blowjob from this sexy ass
older girl...my dick kinda got stuck inside the zipper of my jeans..."

Fucking hell.

That has happened to nearly every male in this God's green earth. And we
all knew it hurt like something else. No wonder he didn't want to talk
about it in front of his mother. The shame, the awkward, uncomfortable
humiliation in which he would have to admit to her that he was about to
lose his virginity to a girl that was four years older than him...not
exactly something I would wanna admit to my mother either.

"Henry, I really feel your pain. It's happened to me too, once before and
it's a sickening pain, I know. I won't tell your mother anything that you
have just told me. Call it doctor-patient confidentiality. We can just tell
her that you gotten it hurt when you undressed or something. But kudos to
you for convincing this older chick to blow you!" I said with a cheeky
smile on my face and held out my hand to him in the form of a fist bump,
which he returned with a slight reddish blush on his handsome, boyish face.

"Okay, Henry. Shorts off, buddy."

He stood up, looking very much like the proverbial lamb lead to the
slaughter, and he made himself comfortable on the bed which was situated at
the back of my doctors rooms. I decided to wait until he felt that he was
ready to be examined and got to actually watch him take off his clothes
although everything inside me wanted to stream and tear it off while
devouring his precious pre teen body.

I smiled as I contemplated what must have went though a sixteen year old
girl's mind in wanting to blow this handsome boy.

I could actually understand why she wanted to do it. Henry might have been
only twelve years of age, but God knows, he was unnaturally handsome for a
kid that young. Dark brown hair, spiked to perfection. Blue eyes that shone
like the moon onto a pool of running water...that confident, bragging
exterior that he had been portraying since his mother than left the
doctor's rooms...yeaah man...he knew exactly that he had an affect on
girls, even those four years older than him.

I tried hard to keep from imagining this beautiful twelve hear old
ploughing the pussy of that sixteen year old little slut...his young,
boyish ass pounding up and down as she put her in her place, the look in
his eyes as he climaxed inside of her...

"You can come in, Doc!"

My cock was as stiff as a board. God.

There wasn't much I could do about it right now. If I didn't make an
appearance, he'd no doubt get suspicious and that was the last thing that I
could afford if I really wanted to taste him.

Henry was sitting on the bed at the back of my rooms and low and
behold...he was naked as the boy he was born.

I stopped...but then I implored my body to MOVE. He must NOT suspect a
thing.

Fuck...look at him!

His chest was very much still that of a twelve year old boy but it was
wonderfully ripped in the right places. His chest looked powerful and
strong, his arms had some definition as I had seen earlier when he was
scratching his head...his legs was still hairless but it looked healthy and
robust on him. And then finally...he was holding the one thing in both of
his hands that I wanted to see more than anything else on him...

His very, very reddish four and a half inch kiddie dick.

That was big for a twelve year old. I would have guessed five inches as
well. Man, some kids were blessed beyond belief. His dick was hard as rocks
now, but he didn't look as if he was enjoying it. It seemed like he was in
complete and utter pain. And as I got closer, I could see why.

The injury wasn't on his dick itself, thank god, I supposed, but there was
a very angry dark blue reddish scar on the inside area of his balls. Even
from where I was standing you could clearly see where the zipper had gotten
stuck in his flesh and where it had severely hurt him.

"I'm sorry. It got hard whilst I was holding it..."

Suddenly, the little boy that entered the rooms was back, he was shivering,
his face tensed with pain and it didn't look like he knew where to actually
look. Anywhere but me would do, probably, the grown ass man who was now
seeing his own little ass naked as day.

I grabbed some bandages, ointment and antiseptic, and turned towards him.

"Henry, I'm gonna have to touch you down there in order to help you. I can
see you're in pain, buddy and I really wanna make it go away. And I know I
can. Is that gonna be okay?"

He hissed as I spoke, he had probably done more damage now to his balls in
taking off his clothes but it had to be done, of course. I knelt in front
of him, my taller exterior doing the business of keeping me level with his
groin.

That smell...I knew it all too well. Giving my son Brent his first blowjob,
I knew that pure boy sweat anywhere I damn well looked. There was a faint
aroma of bubble bath now coming from those badly injured boy ballies but
also that terrific ball sweat mixed in between. If only those golf ball
sixed orbs weren't injured...

His dick was magnificent. I didn't wanna give away my true feelings about
it but it was quite a stunner. Veins popping at just the right places, it
was as hard as hard could be. It seemed like it was reaching towards heaven
as hard as it could...that thing literally bobbed in mid air, fucking hell
it was stone stiff.

"Oh..."

I looked up at the beautiful boy, confusion reigning supreme inside my
eyes.

"I haven't touched you yet, mate..."

Henry's chest started to heave just a tad.

"Just now when you were down there...your breath got onto my dick...it felt
really, really good..."

Pride flowed through me.

I started to lose control.

Badly at that.

I was a paedophile after all. I had, had enough. God knows, there was only
so much that I could possibly take...

"Would you like to feel what a real blowjob feels like?" I whispered,
looking straight at him and finally, finally taking that stiff five incher
into my fingers and treating it like a welcome old friend...

"Doc!" he cried out in sheer ecstasy, his cock, if it was even possible,
hardening even more at the sound of what I had just said.

Even I couldn't believe those words had just escaped my paedo mouth, but it
did and in that moment I wasn't even ashamed or regretful. I wanted to have
him in my mouth. I wanted to taste him. With everything I had in me.

God...if he could sperm, even better.

Twisting his twelve year old penis inside my skilled fingers I could see he
was tensing up by the second. His knees were shaking. His hands were curled
up inside strong fists, quivering.

His chest was going nuts above me as his heart rate must have escalated
like crazy. He didn't get to do anything with that sixteen year old
bitch...so he was technically still a virgin...

I leaned down and swiped his red, flaring cock head with my thirsty
tongue...

"Oh geez! Oh...oh geez!" he croaked from somewhere deep inside his throat,
and that gave me the go ahead to really go to town on his kiddie cockie.

Man, no wonder he had the nerve to mess around with girls four years older
than him, his cock was fucking alive! I slurped and savored every inch of
the five or so inches that he had ready to offer, and I almost melted with
sheer excitement. This was me. This was what I was on this earth to do!

I had very little doubt that he couldn't sperm, not with the sheer and
copious amount of fluid that seemed to stream from his dick. I gobbled up
as much as I possibly could before moving my tongue up and down his length.

He shivered and cried out unknown words and several sounds before leaning
back his upper body and laid flat-out onto the bed. His dick was crying for
attention and God knows I was gonna give it every bit that it so fully
deserved.

I didn't take his balls into my mouth as I would have liked because of
obvious reasons, and by so doing I gave his fuck stick the utmost pleasure
I could have. Once more I savored a child's penis...was there any other
kind that even came close?

Never again in their entire lives do boys, as teenagers and even as fully
grown men, get as hard a texture in their privates as when they were pre
teens. This thing could spear a fucking crowbar!

I lovingly continued to suck Henry's dick before I shockingly and
disturbingly heard...

"...Jill...oh fuck yeah babe...suck me..."

Bummer.

He was thinking of HER.

What was I expecting?

He was clearly straight as an arrow. Didn't quite know why I was feeling so
bombed but I had a twelve year old big dick in my mouth. I wasn't about to
fucking complain.

With the last gasp and energy this little handsome stud muffin had, he
pounded my bed with both of his fists and his groin was thrashed even
deeper inside my hungry gullet, before he moaned and whimpered...

"...cumming...cumming..."

Oh, he knew what cumming was? BRILLIANT!

His penis pulsed and shook with extreme kiddie gusto before he gushed his
kiddie protein into my mouth. My god...there wasn't an awful lot and it was
more watery substance than actual sperm but jesus...it was so good and sooo
sweet.

Man, oh man...I tried my best to gather the liquid inside my mouth and keep
it there for as long as I could, like pinching the very last squeeze out of
a toothpaste tube...at the end I was actually smearing my nose and lips
with his cock juice straight from the course. It was like I was addicted. I
just couldn't, wouldn't stop.

Releasing his wet penis, it weakly flopped against his hairless
abdomen...and only the heaving of his boy tummy and upper chest was any
indication that he was even alive.

I stroked his legs gently and gently calmed him down. As I stood up, I
glanced at his handsome, tired face...and he was smiling. Tears was
strolling down his face, but I swear, he was smiling.

He was beautiful.

**

"Henry, did you behave for Doctor Daniel? Did you do everything that he
asked?" his mother bombarded him with utter questions when she was finally
allowed back in.

After I gave the tyke his first ever blowjob, he was like putty in my
mouth. All the while I was treating the injury on his scrotum, he was in
some sort of trance. As if he couldn't for the life of him believe what had
just happened.

Henry turned towards his mother and he smiled. All the anger, all the worry
and all the slumber was gone like mist from the sun. He gave his mother a
slight hug and he turned towards me...and gave me the fucking biggest smile
in that handsome face that he could have attempted.

"I did. Everything he asked," he smirked with a glint in his awesome blue
eyes.

I noticed that he stayed behind as his mother walked upwards towards my
secretary to pay up my consultation fee. He was still smiling and he
refused to take his eyes off me, sort of like a kindred young boy who had
hero worshipped the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.

"Doc...I just wanna say thanks. It was...totes awesome..." he said, and not
once did he stop smiling.

I walked over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder in a warm, friendly
manner.

"All I can say is...wear a condom when and if you do fuck Jill. That tool
of yours is gonna break loads of hearts, mate."

Henry blushed as his mother returned from paying the account and he walked
over to her.

Just as they reached the door, Henry turned around and gave me a slight
wave.

For some reason...I had a feeling I would DEFINITELY see him again.

**

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