Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2022 09:53:16 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: Doctor Tom (Adult-youth) - Part 6

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Ah, this was the life, I thought to myself, lying in bed with a naked
Timmy. He was dozing, and I was still laying alongside him, pondering all
my hard work that led to this moment. All that work, all those countless
hours of study to be a doctor, all that money, and all worthwhile. He
wasn't my son, but he might as well have been. He was a gift. He was such
a lovely young boy, and he was all mine. I could touch him or do anything
with him that I wanted, and he completely trusted me.
I glided my hand across his slowly rising and falling chest, his body
heaving a contented sigh as I touched him. His smooth, firm body was
hairless and pure. His dicklett was sleeping now, though I am sure it
wouldn't take much for it to stir. I continued my hand downward across
his belly, taking a handful of his slumbering boyhood. What a world. He
was so trusting to allow me, basically a stranger, to fondle his boycock,
without a hint of resistance. Another sigh escaped his lips as I fiddled
with his small maleness, feeling the size of his nine-year-old balls
between my fingers. Having my fill of his cock, I reached further around
and cupped his buns, hugging him closer to me, cuddling him, smelling his
innocence.

"When do you think your mom will be home?" I asked him, kissing him on
the top of his head.

"I dunno." He replied. "Sometimes I try to stay awake and wait for her,
but she always ends up coming home way after I fall asleep. She always
gets home really early in the morning. "

I checked my watch. It was only 7 p.m. It was far too early for either of
us to go to sleep, and I think both of our bodies needed a little time to
recharge before having any more fun. I looked around his untidy little
bedroom. A few worn and torn items of clothing were scattered and pushed
into the corners of the room.

"Want to come to the mall with me?" I suggested. "We could go and buy you
some new clothes."

"Yeah! But what if my mum comes home? "

"It sounds like that is pretty unlikely. I'll leave her a note with my
cellphone number just in case. "

"Can we go to Mc Donald's too?"

"Sure thing. You have given me so much happiness, I feel I owe you
something. "

"Yay!"

--

With his belly full of french fries, we made our way to do some clothes
shopping. His t-shirt was a little worn, but I was more interested in
doing some underwear shopping for him. That, and it had been a good hour
since I last got to see his naked body, and I wanted an excuse to share
it with the world.

I chose a small H & M store--so nothing too fancy. There was a Macy's
too, which due to the size difference meant the smaller store was almost
always empty, plus I could see that there was only one retail assistant
inside. Perfect. The worker looked like he was barely out of high school,
probably his first ever job, exactly what I could use for what I had in
mind. He scrubbed up pretty well in his work clothes, even if they didn't
do much to hide his pimply eighteen-ish year old face. He was a baby face
though, probably a late bloomer as I hadn't noticed any facial hair on
him yet.

"Excuse me," I asked, walking into the store with male confidence. "Where
do you stock children's underwear?"

"What sort of age, sir?" The assistant replied.

"His age," I said, gesturing to Timmy, who was walking up behind me.

"Over there," Tony replied, pointing towards the back. I noticed he took
a few extra sideways glances at my little prince in tow as we moved past
him. Hopefully, there was just enough curiosity between the two boys for
some fun. I imagined that with him being a horny teenage male, stuck in a
clothing store all on his own, his horny juices must have been flowing.
It would have been hours since his last jerk off session, and likely many
more hours to go for his next. Plenty of spontaneous erections in those
dress slacks of his, none of which he could relieve till the end of this
shift. I only hoped that he was as perverted as I was.

"Can I buy some boxers?" Timmy called from across the store, browsing
through the racks. He was fingering through some SpongeBob pattered ones,
those droopy cotton ones that would do nothing to show off his figure.

"If you want to." I replied. "But I think you look much sexier in
briefs."

"Do you really think I'm sexy?" Timmy asked, grinning ear to ear as I
walked up on him.

"You know, I do. You should know how you make me feel. "

"Yeah, I make your dick-I mean, penis really hard, hehe. Okay, I'm going
to get some briefs then. "

His attention quickly changed to another rack, turning from boxers to
some much skimpier underwear. These were the types that boys like him
usually wore, small and snug. For a small store, there was quite a
selection of patterns too: various superheroes like Superman and Batman;
some web-patterned Spiderman undies; and some plain hot red ones.

"Why don't you pick out a few and try them on in the changing room? Then
come out and I'll have a look. "

"Okay!"

The little tyke scampered away, his arms full of underwear. I could hear
him clunking and shuffling from behind the closed changing room curtain
as he quickly got undressed.

"Just pop on a pair and come out and show them to me." I called out.
"Once we know they fit, you can just pick the colours you want. It's just
me and the shop assistant here, so no one will be able to see you. "

"Do I have to take off everything?" he asked from behind the screen.

"Yes, that would be best."

While he changed, I went and grabbed the assistant back over, noticing
his name tag, Tony being his name.

"Hey Tony," I said, finally using his name tag, "I'm a little useless at
this sort of thing. Would you mind helping me out for a moment?"

"Uhh sure... " he said, shuffling over to join me. "What are you looking
for?"

"Well, the little guy goes through underwear like crazy. He is very
active, and so we need something that will be durable but also something
he will look good in. "

"What do you mean good in?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

At just that moment, my little star burst out of the changing room
wearing only a pair of red tighty undies. I was so glad to see he took my
words literally and was wearing only his underwear. His pale, almost
white chest stretched as he threw his arms out wide, doing a funny little
boardwalk routine. He walked down to one aisle, his pokey little prick
leading the way, only to turn and march back up again to show off his
butt. The silky cotton stretched over his bumcheeks like a drum, as he
wagged it back and forth. God, I was so lucky to have him.

"Well, I think they look good on you, Timmy. What do you think, Tony? "

"Uh... yeah. They look like they fit well," he said, mouth agape.

"Do I look sexy in them?" Tommy asked coyly, putting his arms on his hips
and wiggling his bits in front of us some more.

"I think they look good on you." I admitted. "What do you think, Tony?"

"Um, you're just a boy, so I don't know. But I think they fit you well. "

"Ahh, come on," I said, nudging Tony on the arm. "I saw the way you
looked at him when we first came into the store. Don't you want a piece
of that? "

"Uh, I, uh, no. He's only a kid. That's not right. "

"You say that, but I can tell by the lump in your slacks that you want
some of that." Tony blushed, and adjusted himself, but never took his
eyes off of my young prize. "Why don't you check him out? Touch him a
bit. See how well everything 'fits' inside his clothing. "

"Employees aren't allowed to touch customers, Sir." Tony gulped, still
fighting his inner desires.

"Aww, go on Tony, I know you want to. Timmy wants you to. I bet there
have been a lot of boys you have seen walk into this store who you wish
you could touch. Now is your chance."

"Please touch me, Tony." Timmy joined in.

Tony looked at me and then down at Timmy. "Am I really allowed to touch
him... there?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"Yes. In fact, I would prefer it if you did. "

Tony got closer and took a knee, making himself a similar size to the
boy. Then, reaching out, he felt around the borders of Timmy's waist,
still not daring to do what he truly wanted. I noticed his hands were
shaking as he felt up the stalks of Timmy's legs and thighs, still not
daring to go further.

"You can touch my bum and my wiener too if you want to." Timmy said.

"Wow..." Tony muttered, brushing his hand over the little pokey parcel of
boy parts before him. Becoming bolder, he closed his fingers around
Timmy's ball pouch, then used his thumb and finger to feel along the
length of the boy's small soft penis. I could see he was being ever so
gentle, still not too sure if he should be doing this. A few delicate
touches here and there, feeling Timmy's firm prepubescent cock inside.

"It's so soft and warm," Tony admitted, pulling his hands free.

"Why don't you try on a different pair, Timmy?" I suggested.

"Okay!" Timmy replied, running off back behind the curtain again. Tony
and I could just make out his feet underneath, seeing his only article of
clothing fall to the floor.

Tony watched under the changing room like he was in a trance. We couldn't
see anything, but we knew there was a little boy back there changing. For
the first time, Tony got to play with a small school-aged boy, and it was
probably the best working day of his life. I was so glad to have
discovered that Tony was as infatuated with boys as much as I was.

"Good day at work?" I asked Tony coyly.

"Uh, yeah. This is... something else. "

"You should become a doctor." I joked. "I bet it pays better than this
job, and you get to do this sort of stuff more often!"

"Yeah. Have you... I mean, have you done anything else with him? He's so
cute. "

"I've done it all, Tony. He's a good boy. If you want it, all you need to
do is ask. "

Suddenly, the curtain parted, revealing an even more scantily clad Jimmy.
I am not sure where he got these exact underwear, but they certainly
weren't for a boy. He had found a girl's lingerie from somewhere, or
perhaps a pair had been put back in the wrong place. They were a pair of
frilly pink panties, meant for a hot sexy model, but on an innocent boy
like him, they looked like a dream come true. Barely a string of elastic
went around his slim waist, and only a single triangle pouch contained
his boy bits. Normally, the lacy patch would easily cover a woman's lady
parts, but because he was a male, the material was stretched to its
limit, barely containing his stuff. As he did another catwalk routine, he
swished around, showing us his ass was basically naked. A frilly pattern
circled his waist like a belt, and a singular string ran up the middle of
his crack, leaving his bumcheeks completely exposed.

"Where did you get those?!" My mouth dropped.

"They were in the changing room, so I thought I would try them on. My mom
wears things like this when she goes to work; she has them all over her
bedroom. "

"I bet she does! These are for a woman, Timmy, not a boy. "

"I don't care; I think I look nice in them. Wanna touch my dick again?"
Timmy asked, strutting up to Tony, and pushing his hips forward. What
mortal man could resist? His penis was barely contained in such a small
item, his pale wrinkled sack almost spilling out of the sides of the tiny
cover on the front.

"Go on..." I winked at Tony.

I saw Tony's Adam's apple move, as he adjusted his work pants once more.
As he grabbed himself, I saw that he was rock hard, his teenage cock
desperate for release.

"Will you... I mean... can you take them off, Timmy?"

With no hesitation, Timmy shucked off the only garment of clothing left
on him, his precious nine-year-old genitals exposed to the store. Timmy,
with no modesty whatsoever, put his hands behind his head and smiled.

"Like this, Tony? Are you going to touch me again now?"

"Whoa..." Tony gasped in awe of seeing a boy so willing and so naked
before him. Tony reached once again, his hand easily encompassing Timmy's
entire package, feeling his warm, soft skin in his palm. Timmy was soft
at the moment, but I knew that wouldn't last long. His small pink
appendage was small for the moment, but I saw it growing in real time,
reacting to this new person fondling him. I noticed Timmy shiver with
delight as he was manhandled by the new man.

"Can I please see your penis, too?" Jimmy asked politely.

Without taking his eyes off the lad, Tony fumbled with his work pants,
pulling his already hard cock up through his fly. I noticed his bright
red tip at the top, which was like an alarm, signifying how hot he was
for the boy in front of him.

I think Tony was only going to show the top of his cock, but realising
how hard he really was, he had second thoughts, pushing them to his
knees. He had a healthy teenage cock, with trimmed pubes and a pair of
plump balls. He wasn't quite as big as I was, but being still in puberty,
he would surely grow a little more yet. Tony stroked himself, his
foreskin rolling up and over his bulbous head and back again, displaying
that he was uncut. Now it was Timmy's turn to feel some meat. With Tony's
hand still on his own boy penis, Jimmy reached back and began tugging on
Tony's cock in an act of mutual masturbation.

"You're penis is really hard." Timmy said. "Is it like that because you
think I am sexy too?"

"Yeah... you have such a hot little bod, Timmy. Your hand is gunna make
me shoot in no time. "

"Your penis smells funny. " Jimmy noticed.

"Sorry dude, that might be the deodorant. "

Without words, Timmy got in closer, bent over and took Tony's aching cock
into his mouth. It seemed I had created quite the little cock hound, I
chuckled to myself. Timmy's little butt stuck out as he served Tony, his
own little boy dick dancing with glee as he served a brand-new cock. His
small body was almost bent double, and each time he went down on his new
friend, his cheeks spread out, his tiny rosebud winking back at me.

"I'm going to have to have some fun with that tight anus of yours again
when we get home, Timmy."

"Oh shit," Tony gasped. "He does that too? Fuuuuck!"

Judging by Tony's shout and face contortions, I could tell he was gifting
Timmy with a rather copious amount of teenage spunk. Timmy's throat
muscles were working overtime, visibly moving as he downed the creamy,
thick juice he had been provided.

I waited for the two to recover, and it took a moment for Tony to compose
himself again. I could see he was still a little flushed from getting his
cock sucked, and was taking a little longer than I normally would.
Clearly with how quickly he came and how long it took him to recover, it
had been his very first time.

"You are such a cool little dude, Timmy... " Tony finally said, still
panting. "Where can I find a boy like you? Heh. "

"Hehe, I dunno." Tommy replied, still wiping the left-over jizz from his
lips. "Doctor Tom has already claimed me, but maybe you could join us
sometimes."

"Gulp... really?..."

"Sure, why not?" I confirmed. "But, we probably should get going for
tonight though. We need to get back before his mother gets home. We'll
buy those few items that he has found, and you can keep his old ones for
yourself. "

"I can?" Tony asked.

Timmy rushed back over to the changing room, grabbing his old soiled
briefs, before coming back and presenting them.

"You might want to wash them first." Timmy said. "They're a little
dirty."

"No way." Tony replied, looking at the worn-out clothes. The cradle where
the boy's bum and balls rested all day was slightly stretched, conforming
to Timmy's unique body shape. The front was just off colour, with a
couple of mysterious dark lines on the back side. The remnants of a busy
young boy. Tony brought the old underwear to his face, turning the
indentation of the crotch against his face and sniffed.

"Ew! " Timmy exclaimed, watching his new friend sniff his underwear.

But Tony had his eyes closed shut, his face one of bliss as he breathed
in and out with the thing on his face. He was experiencing Timmy's scent;
the strong pheromones of a boy's used, pee-stained underwear. He snorted
it's grubbiness like it was a mask, no doubt he would spill another
teenage load with them covering his face later on.

"Why are you smelling my undies?" Timmy giggled.

"They smell so good," Tony replied, huffing in another breath. "T-thank
you."

"You're welcome hehe." Timmy replied.

As we paid and left the store, I felt Timmys little hand join inside
mine. Timmy, without knowing it, was now giving me a first-time
experience. The experience of holding hands with a boy. I might not have
been his dad, but I so wished that I was. Hopefully there would be enough
time before his mother came home for me to show him again, how I truly
felt.

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