Date: Thu, 5 May 2022 07:43:59 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Doctor Tom (Adult-youth) - Part 5

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It was early evening when I rang the doorbell. I was running late, but my
receptionist told me that one of my friends had asked for a house call of
some sort. I had finished for the day, so I figured, why not pay them a
visit.
The door swung open, revealing a woman who I immediately recognized
standing before me.

"Sorry I'm late... I... Mrs Durness? "

"Oh crap... Timmy!" She shrieked, calling back inside the home.

"There seems to be some miscommunication here. Do you need a doctor? "

"No..." Mrs. Durness sighed. "I shouldn't have... Timmy told me that he
had a friend who could babysit him tonight. I'm meant to go and see one
of my clients and... I'm so sorry. "

"Haha, that's quite alright. I can stay and look after him if you like?
You seem a bit in a hurry yourself? "

"Oh, I couldn't ask you to do that, Doctor Tom. Besides, I couldn't
afford it. I'll just figure something else out. "

"Don't worry about the money, Mrs. Durness. You go and do what you need
to do, and I will look after Timmy. "

"Oh god, thank you so much, Doctor Tom!" She cried, embracing me. I stood
stoic. I had no attraction to her, or any woman for that matter, but it
was clear she needed someone to hold in that moment. There were tears in
her eyes as she sobbed into my chest. There was a longing there, and a
look of thankfulness. Clearly, times were hard, and from what Timmy
hinted at last time, she wasn't altogether proud of the work she had
found herself in. She had certainly fallen from grace in recent times. I
could recall her over the last few years as being a proud, independent
mother with a good-paying job. She had done an excellent job of home
schooling her boy, but now it seemed like everything was falling apart
for them. Something must have changed.

"Quickly now, go do... whatever it is you need to do. Where might I find
Timmy? "

"Oh... um... straight in there," she sniffed. "It's the second door on
the right. Thank you again, Doctor Tom. "

She rushed away, down the street and around a corner, out of sight. My
god. This was Timmy's house, and I got to spend the evening with him.

Peering inside their home, I could see it was in a state of mess. I
wandered in, making myself at home. I could tell this was once a
well-loved home, but again, things seem to have gone a little backwards
in recent times. A few extra items lying around that could have been
picked up once upon a time. Empty glasses on the coffee table, some
clothing scattered around.

As I made my way further inside, I noticed what must have been her
bedroom. The bed was unmade, the raw smell of heterosex emanating from
it. Lipstick, lingerie, yep, figures. I made my way further down, finding
myself in front of a door labelled "Timmy". Here I was again.

Knock, knock, and I made my way in.

"Doctor Tom! You made it! " Timmy squealed with glee.

"You're in a lot of trouble, young man." I said sternly.

God, he looked so delicious sitting there. He was on his small single
bed, wearing just a pair of silky boxers and a black vest. His room was
adorned with everything you might expect from a nine-year-old boy. Toys,
books, the odd picture of him and his mum. His perfectly smooth legs led
down into his underwear, where I hoped to peer down and see what precious
bits I might lay my eyes on.

"Why am I in trouble? My mum said she needed someone to look after me
today, so I called for you. "

"I'm not a babysitter, Timmy, I'm your doctor. " I replied.

"But you're my friend too! So, I didn't lie! "

As I looked around his small bedroom, I took a look at all the various
toys he had. He didn't really have much for a boy his age; a fire engine
here, a few books. A couple of those little creature things, Pokémon, I
think they are called. Stale, unwashed laundry whispered of a couple of
stale socks probably stuck under the bed somewhere.

"Your mother doesn't know about us. As far as she knows, she expects to
be paying me a doctor's rate to look after you tonight. And by the looks
of things, money isn't too good for you guys right now. "

"I don't know about that stuff. But who cares, you're here now. "

I turned to face him. He was sitting with his knees apart. Had it been
anyone else, I might have been careful to look, but not with Timmy.
Looking down at his white coltish legs, I could see right down between
his crotch, his small pink ballsack just peering out from one side. Any
other boy and I would have figured it to be an accident, but with Timmy,
it wouldn't surprise me if he was deliberately teasing me with his sneaky
boyballs down there.

"So, what would you like to do? I figure we have a couple of hours alone
together. "

"Well, I thought we could play some games! Now that we are in my room
instead of yours, we can do lots of fun stuff. "

"Oh yeah? Like what? "

Timmy sat, hugging his knees against his chest, thus giving me an even
clearer view down towards his boyhood. His penis had slipped out slightly
as well, now pressing up against his thigh. It took all I had not to
drool, and he knew exactly what he was up to.

"What if we played, um... doctor and patient?" He giggled.

"Oh okay, how does that work? "

"One of us has to be the doctor, and the other is the sick person. The
doctor has to look over their patient and work out what is wrong. "

"Sounds fun. Let's give it a go. Who gets to be the doctor? " I joked.

"You silly!" Timmy laughed, before stretching himself out across his bed
on his back, placing his arms flush against his sides. "You have to
examine me. And I pretend that I am hurting. "

Crafty boy. But I couldn't wait to explore his little nine-year-old body
again, this time in the privacy of his bedroom. Ironically, I had come
prepared, expecting this to be a doctor's visit, and had my trusty
stethoscope with me. I bent down over the prone boy, placing the
instrument against his chest and listening.

"The heart rhythm seems normal." I said, in my typical professional
voice. "No abnormalities in beat or regularity. Where does it hurt Timmy?
"

To no surprise to either of us, he pointed towards his crotch, his little
tent starting to rise up from below.

"The patient has indicated discomfort in his pelvic region. Would it be
okay if I looked at your genitals, Timmy? "

Timmy put on his best pout, but I saw a smile just before his expression
changed. All the acting props of an elementary schooler. I pulled down
his boxer underwear, uncovering what was becoming a familiar sight: his
erect penis, which bounced out in all its glory.

"Patients' penis measures approximately 3 inches, and testes appear to be
around four on the Orchimeter scale. His urethral opening appears pink
and healthy, with a clear discharge. "

Timmy giggled "what does all that stuff mean?" laughing at all my medical
jabbering's.

"It means you have the dick of a nine-year-old boy," I winked, causing
Timmy to laugh and chuckle even more.

I performed a couple of procedural checks, pressing my fingers into his
lower belly to check for internal discomfort, but obviously found none.
Then, I took his little scrotum in my hand, noticing Timmy's chest rising
and then falling when I had his family jewels in my grasp.

"Does it hurt when I touch you here, Jimmy?"

"A little bit, Doctor Tom. Maybe you need to kiss them better? "

"Do you think it is normal practice for a doctor to kiss his patients'
scrotum, Timmy?"

"I dunno. My mom used to kiss my knee when I grazed it. Please kiss them,
Doctor Tom. "

How could I refuse? I placed a kiss on his tiny wrinkled purse. I could
feel his little nuts, barely the size of M & Ms, floating around in his
little bag. His pale-veined erection twitched, feeling my hot breath
roaming around his sensitive areas.

"Does that feel better?"

"Yes, but I think I need your special medicine... " he said coyly. It
seemed our little game was shifting to something more real rather
quickly.

I got up into his bed more, crawling up his length on my hands and knees
playfully till we were face to face. He was lying still as a plank as I
stared down into his sparkling eyes. He looked up at me with wonder as to
what I had in mind. I leaned down, our breaths mingling briefly before I
kissed him on his minty, sugary lips.

"I wish you were my daddy..." Timmy whispered quietly when our mouths
parted again.

Hearing this, I took him again, kissing him harder, pushing my tongue
between his fresh young lips. He whimpered as I pushed him down into his
pillow a little more forcefully than he expected. I was horny, and being
in his bedroom, his body would be my relief tonight. I tasted my boy
deeply, my hands roaming over his slim body. I began to undress. Taking
off my shirt first, then unbuckling my belt and pants. Timmy watched as
my turgid cock was released, and he knew that he was my prey.

"Are you going to put it in my bum again, Doctor Tom?"

"Actually, I had something else in mind," and surprised him by turning
around on the spot. Timmy stared up, now finding my hard cock poised
above him, while I had his stiff little member in front of me. "Have you
ever heard of a 69?"

Timmy shook his head.

"Well, it's when we both suck each other at the same time. I'm going to
put my cock in your mouth, and then I will suck yours. "

"All of it, this time?" Timmy asked, his eyes widening.

"Do you think you can take it all, champ?"

Timmy responded by snapping his mouth open and staring up in awe. I
adjusted slightly, then lowered my cock down into his waiting mouth.

I couldn't see because of the angle, but I could feel I was in there. His
hot mouth was wet and tight. He gagged slightly when I pushed inside just
a little too far, too quickly. In front of me, all I could see was his
skinny little package, smelling his cheesy vinegar-scented dick every
time I inhaled. I moved my hips slightly, realigning to find the angle
down into his throat. I heard him gurgle as I pushed in, but my cock was
definitely in his throat now. The tight, narrow tunnel was slippery
against my shaft all the way down. I could hear him breathing noisily
through his nose as I settled into fucking that tight space.

Feeling he was ready for more, I tensed my legs, and then pushed my cock
inside him further. Timmy's body twitched as my thickening cock sank
inside. I took his hand in mine, giving him a gentle squeeze to make sure
he was okay. He gave me a squeeze back.

His damp throat was sliding around my cock more easily now, allowing me
to easily thrust into him like the tightest, warmest hole I had ever
fucked. I started fucking him more, like I would fuck his asshole, but
when I started hearing Timmy squirming and mumbling, I pulled out,
thinking he couldn't get air.

I lifted my penis from his face, a notable sucking sound as I managed to
escape his lips. All manner of spit and mouth juices stretched between
his mouth and the tip of my already dripping cock.

"Why'd you take it out?" Timmy gasped, taking in a massive gasp of air.
"That was cool!"

"I thought you were choking. You were making noises and squeezing my
hand. "

"Oh, I was just singing! Put it back in! "

With that, he opened his mouth wide again, his hungry maw ready to
receive my cock. Man, this boy, I thought to myself, shaking my head. I
lowered myself back down, immediately feeling the moist warmth of his
body take my long cock back inside. I watched as my penis re-entered him,
his neck swelling to accommodate my girth.

His little penis twitched in front of me as I started rocking in and out
again, a crystal-clear droplet of precum forming at the tip of his cock.
I couldn't help myself, engulfing his whole boyhood into my mouth. His
sweet boy honey smeared across my tongue, his penis twinged and happily
dancing around in my mouth. He squealed with pleasure around my cock, or
at least, as best he could with his throat being so full.

I felt him gulp around me as I pistoned his body. I clutched my knees
against his head and really fucked at it. I knew he was still okay as he
was still humming along, short puffs of air moving around my balls as he
took in breaths when he could. I fucked inside with all my might, and it
wasn't long before I dumped my load deep inside, my only solace being the
fact that he wouldn't have been able to taste any of it.

Finally, I pulled out, and I released his own penis from my mouth too,
though it was still hard.

"Are you okay?" I asked, noting his cheeks were flushed and bruised from
his ordeal.

"Yep!" he cheeped. "You've never sucked my penis like that before."

"I was referring to your mouth."

"Yep! That is cool too! You know so many fun ways to have sex, Dr. Tom! "

With my load delivered, I got up off of him and lay down by his side next
to him. I had planned to just lie there for a moment, but Timmy had other
ideas, flipping his naked body over to cuddle on top of me.

"What are you up to, Timmy?"

"You got to have your cum, but not me. " He frowned.

"You didn't get your good feelings?"

"Not yet, but I've still got a big stiffy!"

He shifted his way up, parking his butt on top of my chest. This time he
had his penis in front of me, the tart sourness of his pubis in my face.
I opened up, and he inserted his still twitching boydick into my mouth. I
ran my tongue along its length, and I saw Timmy's body visibly shiver as
I did it. His toes curled and he threw his head back as he had his own
boygasm. With his salty precum already expelled from earlier, I could
feel his perinium throbbing underneath him, milking his prostate, but his
balls had no more cum to offer this evening.

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