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> > Sexual Development: Chapter 20 - Dean's Secret Bag
> > by
> > Gymnopedies
> > 
> > 
> > Daniel approached Dean's house with a sense of nervous anticipation. On
> > his last visit here he had discovered that Dean, one of the coolest
> > kids in school, and certainly one of the cutest, was gay. This had led
> > to some limited and hesitant sexual contact as the two fourteen-year-
> > olds had measured each other's boners and then jerked themselves off.
> > Daniel was hoping that something similar might happen again today;
> > maybe this time they might be able to take things a little further,
> > such as jerking each other instead of just doing it themselves. Though
> > Dean's announcement that he had something to show his friend, and that
> > Daniel might find it 'a little weird', was slightly worrying. The boy
> > couldn't help wondering how 'weird' it might turn out to be.
> > 
> > There was also another thing bothering Daniel. He couldn't get over the
> > idea that, in doing anything of a sexual nature with Dean, he was in
> > some way being unfaithful to Jason. He told himself that this was
> > silly, since Jason was straight and not interested in that sort of
> > relationship. And even though they had been best friends for as long as
> > either of them could remember, Daniel was still entitled to have other
> > friends. Besides, if Jason were to find himself a girlfriend, Daniel
> > would be happy for him, so wasn't Daniel entitled to have a boyfriend?
> > Actually, the boy realised, this wasn't a particularly good argument.
> > If Jason were to get a girlfriend, Daniel would try to put a brave face
> > on it, but in reality he would be devastated. He still maintained a
> > private fantasy that one day his relationship with Jason might go
> > beyond the close friendship that they shared at the moment and become
> > much more intimate. Daniel strongly suspected that Jason would be
> > extremely unhappy if he found out that his best friend was secretly
> > messing around with another boy behind his back. Why was life so
> > complicated?
> > 
> > Daniel walked up the path and rang the doorbell, and a moment later
> > Dean answered the door.
> > 
> > "Hi." A wide smile spread across Dean's face. The boy had that damp,
> > scrubbed look about him that indicated that he had just taken a shower.
> > 
> > "Hi," said Daniel. He stepped inside as Dean held the door open for him
> > and immediately kicked off his shoes and pushed them up against the
> > wall next to several pairs that were already there.
> > 
> > "You remembered about the shoes," Dean grinned. "Come on up." He led
> > the way up the stairs.
> > 
> > As Daniel followed the other boy he could hear the sound of a TV coming
> > from the lounge. "Your mum's downstairs?"
> > 
> > "Yeah, but don't worry. She's watching her soaps, and there's no way
> > she'll leave the TV while they're on. The house could burn down around
> > her and she wouldn't even notice." Dean entered his bedroom and after
> > Daniel had followed him in, he closed the door. "I want you to tell me
> > everything about Craig," he said, throwing himself down on his bed,
> > where he lay on his stomach looking up at Daniel. "How do you know him?
> > How old is he? Where does he live? Is he gay? A guy that cute has got
> > to be gay." He giggled brightly.
> > 
> > "Erm, there's not really a lot I can tell you," said Daniel, thinking
> > quickly. He didn't want to say anything about Craig being Adam's
> > boyfriend, so how the hell was he going to get out of this? "He's just
> > a friend, that's all. He's nineteen. I guess he could be gay; you'd
> > have to ask him."
> > 
> > "Oh yeah, like I'm going to do that," Dean laughed. "Besides, I might
> > not even see him again. C'mon Daniel, you must know more than that.
> > Where do you know him from?"
> > 
> > Daniel sighed. "I can't tell you any more," he said.
> > 
> > "Can't or won't?"
> > 
> > "Both," said Daniel.
> > 
> > Dean grimaced and shook his head. "That's not fair. He's got to be one
> > of the sexiest guys I've ever seen and you want to keep him all to
> > yourself."
> > 
> > "It's not like that," said Daniel. "I can tell you that he's taken. But
> > not by me," he added, quickly.
> > 
> > "Bugger!"  Dean rolled over, swung his feet to the ground and sat up.
> > "Oh well, I suppose that's life." He looked unhappy for a moment and
> > then his frown turned into a smile. "It was a fun afternoon though," he
> > said. "Those Benson twins are really hot."
> > 
> > "Yeah," Dean gave a smile of his own, feeling that he was now on safer
> > ground. "I wouldn't mind being a fly on the wall when they're measuring
> > each other."
> > 
> > "Me neither. Hey, you think maybe they get carried away and jerk each
> > other off? Or maybe they even blow each other. I'd give almost anything
> > to see that." Dean started to laugh.
> > 
> > "Sicko," laughed Daniel. He sat down on the bed, next to Dean. "Trevor
> > was a real pain today," he said. "He seems to have got it in for Jason
> > for some reason."
> > 
> > "Trev's OK," Dean shrugged. "He can be a bit of a pain sometimes, but
> > he can be laugh as well. I think he's bit jealous because I've been
> > hanging around in school with you and Jason."
> > 
> > "Jealous? You think Trevor fancies you?"
> > 
> > "No, nothing like that," Dean chuckled. "I think he's scared that I'm
> > going to stop hanging around with him and spend time with you and Jase
> > instead, which is stupid. As well as that, he listens too much to what
> > McBride says about Jason. He probably thinks that if he's seen hanging
> > around with Jason, McBride might start saying that he's gay as well."
> > 
> > "Oh, I see." Daniel hadn't thought much of Trevor before, but hearing
> > this, his opinion of the boy had just taken a nosedive.
> > 
> > "Anyway, never mind Trevor," said Dean, getting to his feet. "I said I
> > had something to show you." The atmosphere had turned suddenly tense.
> > 
> > Daniel nodded. "Yeah. You said I might think it was weird."
> > 
> > Dean stood looking down at the boy, chewing nervously on his bottom
> > lip. "I guess it is a bit weird." He took a deep breath. "You're the
> > only person in the world who knows about me being gay, so you're the
> > only person I can talk to about anything like this. It's something that
> > I've never told anyone about before. Not ever. But I know I can trust
> > you, Daniel." He went over to his wardrobe, opened it up and reached in
> > and pulled out a sports bag. He put the bag down on the bed and
> > swallowed nervously. "Let me show you, and then, if you think it's too
> > weird, I can put it away and we can forget it. OK?"
> > 
> > "Yeah, OK," said Daniel, his eyes flicking between the boy and the bag.
> > His own heart was beating faster as he picked up on some of Dean's
> > nervousness, yet at the same time he was intensely curious about what
> > the bag might contain.
> > 
> > "Alright. Here we go." Dean very slowly unzipped the top of the bag and
> > then, his eyes on Daniel, he turned it upside down and tipped the
> > contents out onto the bed.
> > 
> > Daniel felt his eyes widen. "Holy shit!" He looked down at the untidy
> > pile. "Where the hell did you get all this stuff from?"
> > 
> > Dean shuffled his feet and grinned nervously. "I got most of it off
> > eBay."
> > 
> > "You're kidding? You can really get stuff like this off eBay? I thought
> > maybe you'd mugged a doctor or something." Daniel cast his eyes over
> > the various items, most of which appeared to be of a medical nature.
> > There was a stethoscope, one of those things with the arm-cuff, gauge
> > and squeezy-bulb that doctors used to take blood pressure, a thing that
> > Daniel assumed was some sort of digital thermometer, a box of latex
> > gloves, some plastic syringes, a couple of closed boxes, and other
> > assorted paraphernalia, some of which he didn't even recognise. "What
> > do you want all this stuff for?" the boy asked.
> > 
> > Dean shrugged and his face reddened. "I'm interested in things like
> > this," he said, almost shyly. "Besides, like I told you last time, I
> > think all this medical stuff is really hot."
> > 
> > "It must have cost a fortune," Daniel observed.
> > 
> > "No," said Dean with his a shake of his head. "Most of the stuff only
> > cost a couple of quid; it's dead cheap really. I've been collecting it
> > for a while." He grimaced. "You don't think it's too weird?"
> > 
> > "I dunno," said Daniel, not sure what to think. "I suppose not." He
> > smiled wryly to himself as he remembered that he'd considered bringing
> > the vibrator that Adam had given him, but decided against it in case
> > Dean thought it was too strange. Compared to some of this stuff, a
> > vibrator was positively boring. He reached out and picked up the
> > stethoscope, turning it over in his hand. "Is it real? Does it work?"
> > 
> > "Yeah, of course it's real. Try it if you don't believe me."
> > 
> > Daniel attached the stethoscope to his ears and placed the metal disk
> > against his chest, over his shirt. He could hear a faint whooshing.
> > Intrigued, he lifted the front of his shirt and placed the cool metal
> > directly against his skin over where he believed his heart to be. He
> > grinned as the sound of blood pumping through his heart filled his
> > ears. "Hey, it does work. Cool."
> > 
> > "I told you, all this stuff is real," said Dean. He sat down on the bed
> > and began sorting through the small pile.
> > 
> > Putting down the stethoscope, Daniel sat down next to his friend, his
> > interest piqued. He picked up one of the small boxes and opened it to
> > discover a small torch-like thing with attachments that looked like it
> > might be used to look down throats or in ears. "You've really gone to
> > town collecting these things," he said. He closed the box and, laying
> > it aside, he picked up a strange-looking hard-plastic device that was
> > like a bit like a tube with a handle attached and a sort of long
> > stopper running through the tube. "What's this?"
> > 
> > Dean giggled, shyly. "It's called a proctoscope."
> > 
> > "A what?"
> > 
> > "A proctoscope. It's used for looking inside someone's backside."
> > 
> > It took a moment for this to sink in, and then Daniel quickly put the
> > device down. "Yuck! Now that is weird."
> > 
> > "Don't worry, it's never been used," laughed Dean. "Mostly they're made
> > of metal, but the metal ones cost a lot more. This is a disposable
> > plastic one."
> > 
> > "Why would you want to look inside someone's arse?" asked Daniel,
> > grimacing.
> > 
> > "I dunno," Dean said, with a shrug, his face colouring.  He gave a
> > forced, nervous smile. "You ever put anything in your bum hole? I mean
> > other than that time you told me about when Jase's brother and his
> > friend put that candle in you?"
> > 
> > Daniel quickly shook his head. "No way. That's gross," he replied,
> > automatically. Then he thought about the vibrator he had at home. He
> > hadn't actually tried pushing it inside his arse yet, but he had
> > thought about it, and he had tried touching it to his hole. Also, he
> > remembered how Adam had put a finger inside his arse during his
> > examination and how good that had felt. He cautiously raised his eyes
> > to meet Dean's. "Have you ever done anything like that?" he asked, with
> > an almost shy smile.
> > 
> > Dean swallowed visibly. "You really think it's gross?"
> > 
> > Now it was Daniel's turn to shrug. "I dunno. I guess it did feel sort
> > of good when Adam did it to me."
> > 
> > Dean gave a nod, seemingly satisfied that Daniel wasn't about to brand
> > him a complete pervert. "Yeah, I've used my finger sometimes," he
> > admitted. "And sometimes I've used other stuff."
> > 
> > "What other stuff?" Daniel's curiosity was now definitely aroused.
> > 
> > His face his growing even redder, Dean lowered his eyes. "I've used a
> > pencil," he said. "But that's not much fun; you hardly know it's up
> > there. After you told me about what Ben and Billy did to you, I tried
> > it with a candle." He gave an embarrassed giggle, glanced at Daniel and
> > then quickly looked down at his lap again. "I sort of pretended that
> > they were doing it to me. It felt pretty neat."
> > 
> > Daniel gave his friend a speculative look. When he'd told Dean about
> > the episode with the two younger boys, he had never dreamed that the
> > teen would end up using it as the basis for one of his own fantasies.
> > "It didn't exactly feel neat at the time," he said. "Especially when
> > someone came to the door."
> > 
> > Dean looked at Daniel and then he started to laugh. "I'd give anything
> > to have seen that."
> > 
> > "It wasn't funny," said Daniel. "If they had just taken a step inside
> > the front door they would have seen everything." Then he too started to
> > laugh.
> > 
> > After a few moments, Dean turned serious again. He fingered the
> > stethoscope, which lay on the bed beside him. "So," he said, sounding
> > nervous again. "You want to try some of this stuff out?"
> > 
> > "You mean on each other?" Daniel asked, feeling a little uncertain.
> > 
> > "If you like," said Dean. "Or, if you want, you can try it out on me."
> > He grinned. "You can be the doctor."
> > 
> > Daniel frowned. "I don't know. What would I have to do?"
> > 
> > "Anything you like." said Dean. "You're the doctor, so that means that
> > you are in charge and I have to let you do anything you want. Oh, go on
> > Daniel; please say you'll do it. I've been collecting this stuff for
> > ages, but I've never had anyone to use it with. It's not the same using
> > it on myself." There was a hint of desperation in Dean's voice. "It'll
> > be fun, and no one will know. You don't even have to get undressed or
> > anything; I'll be the one who gets naked. Please, Daniel. Then, when
> > we've done, it you want, I'll do something for you in return."
> > 
> > Daniel chewed on his bottom lip. Then his face split in a broad grin.
> > "I guess we could give it a go. I don't know how to use some of this
> > stuff though."
> > 
> > "Doesn't matter," said Dean. "Just pretend. Oh wow! This is going to be
> > so hot." He got to his feet, his hands on his hips as he looked around
> > the room. "We'd better clear the bed before we start, then you can use
> > the bed if you want." He began gathering up the various implements and
> > quickly transferring them to a nearby chair where he spread them out,
> > placing some of the items onto the top of a chest drawers. "That should
> > do. You can get what you need." He was in his excited, almost hyper
> > mode, grinning like an idiot as he had a final look around to make sure
> > that everything was ready. "OK, you ready to start?"
> > 
> > "I guess so," said Daniel. The idea of playing 'doctor' using proper
> > equipment was a little weird, but it did mean that he was going to be
> > able to get his hands on Dean's hot body. In fact, Dean had just said
> > that he could do almost anything that he liked. He swallowed nervously.
> > In a way, it was going to be similar to his measuring of Ben and Billy,
> > but without the limitations. He would be able to freely explore every
> > inch of the boy's naked body. Dean was right: this was going to be hot!
> > 
> > The boys stood looking at each other. It was clear that underneath his
> > excitement, Dean was a extremely nervous. Daniel could feel his own
> > heart thumping hard in his chest.
> > 
> > "So, are we going to do this?" Daniel asked, as the silence started to
> > get uncomfortable.
> > 
> > "Yeah. But you have to tell me what to do," said Dean. "You're the
> > doctor, so you have to be in charge. You have to tell me to get
> > undressed."
> > 
> > Daniel gave a nervous giggle. "OK, are you gonna get undressed?"
> > 
> > Dean sighed and shook his head, smiling. "Not like that. Don't ask me,
> > tell me. You have to tell me whether I have to take everything off or
> > whether I can keep some things on for now. You've also got to tell me
> > why I have to get undressed. Do it like a real doctor would."
> > 
> > Daniel frowned. He hadn't realised that Dean was going to be taking
> > their game so seriously. "I'd like you to get undressed," he said,
> > feeling a little silly. "I need to examine you all over, so take
> > everything off." He cringed. That sounded so corny.
> > 
> > "Can't I keep my shorts on?" asked Dean, timidly.
> > 
> > Daniel opened his mouth to tell the boy that he could keep his shorts
> > on if he wanted, but then realised that this was part of the game. "No,
> > everything has to come off. I need to examine your di... I mean your
> > penis." He pressed his lips together, trying not to laugh.
> > 
> > "OK." Dean also appeared to be holding back a smile as he began to
> > undress. He pulled his top over his head to reveal his smooth, slim,
> > but nicely defined chest. He hesitated for a moment and then folded the
> > top and lay it down on the floor out of the way. Putting one hand on a
> > chest of drawers to steady himself, he pulled off his socks and then
> > unfastened and dropped his trousers, stepping out of them. Now down to
> > just a pair of tight, grey boxer-briefs, he hesitated with his thumbs
> > in the waistband as though seeking final confirmation that these did
> > indeed have to come down.
> > 
> > "Yeah, take 'em off," said Daniel. "Everything has to come off." His
> > original reticence as regards the role-play was disappearing about as
> > quickly as Dean's clothing.
> > 
> > Dean pushed down the boxers and dropped them down onto the pile of
> > discarded clothing. Then, naked, he stood up straight, his hands at his
> > sides, his fingers twitching.
> > 
> > Any final reservations that Daniel might have been experiencing totally
> > evaporated. Dean looked incredible. Daniel cast his eyes up and down
> > the boy's body, taking in his cute face, his lightly muscled torso and
> > his beautiful dick. Dean was perfect. Daniel felt a momentary pang of
> > guilt at that thought. Jason was perfect as well, he told himself, but
> > Dean was perfect in a different way. Dean's dick was soft, and Daniel
> > felt his own dick twitch in his pants at the thought about how he was
> > going to be able handle his friend as much as he wanted.
> > 
> > "Turn around," Daniel instructed. He coughed to clear his throat. "Turn
> > all the way round."
> > 
> > Dean turned slowly on the spot, his firm arse cheeks coming into view.
> > He continued to turn until he was back facing forwards again.
> > 
> > Daniel swallowed hard. "Right, now I'm going to examine you." He
> > giggled softly, in spite of his efforts to hold it back. Turning his
> > attention to the pile of instruments, he wondered where to start. He
> > thought back to his own first visit to Adam, the time his mother had
> > been present. He shuddered at the memory and then tried to forget about
> > his mother being there and think about what Adam had done. The doctor
> > had basically started at the top and worked his way down, so Daniel
> > decided that he would follow a similar course. He looked for the box
> > that had contained the small torch-thing with the attachments. He
> > quickly found it and opened it. As he took out the torch, his eyes fell
> > on the box of disposable latex gloves and this immediately reminded him
> > of his second visit to Adam, the one where he had been examined along
> > with Jason. He remembered lying on his side on the table as the doctor
> > had pushed a gloved finger inside his arsehole. He shot a quick glance
> > at Dean and wondered how far the boy was willing to go with this game.
> > Dean had said "I have to let you do anything you want". Did he really
> > mean that? And even if he did mean it, would Daniel dare to do it? That
> > was a question for later. Daniel attached a small nozzle-like scope-
> > piece to the top of the torch and approached the teen. "I need to check
> > your ears."
> > 
> > "OK."
> > 
> > Looking inside a boy's ears was not something that Daniel had ever
> > yearned to do, but now that he had the chance he realised that he was
> > curious. He turned on the torch and pushed the pointed end of the scope
> > into Dean's right ear. It was sort of interesting, even though he
> > really didn't understand what he was looking at. He guessed that the
> > paler looking part at the end must be the ear drum. "Hmm... can't see
> > your brain," he said.
> > 
> > "That's because I haven't got one," Dean giggled.
> > 
> > Daniel had a quick look inside the other ear, just for completeness,
> > then turned of the torch and laid the instrument aside. Looking quickly
> > through the pile he found a blue and white box with the words "Wooden
> > Tongue Depressors (Sterile)" written across the front. He took one out.
> > "Now I need to look in your mouth," he said.
> > 
> > "Maybe you'll find my brain this time," Dean chuckled.
> > 
> > "I doubt it," laughed Daniel. "If I really wanted to see your brain I'd
> > probably have look in the other end." He'd said this as a joke, but
> > Dean's eyebrows went up in response and the boy's grin broadened.
> > 
> > Daniel went through the motions of looking in his friend's mouth, even
> > asking Dean to "say 'ah'". Once again, he had no idea what he was
> > really looking at, but he was starting to enjoy the game more and more
> > as he realised that he really was the one in charge. Putting down the
> > wooden tongue depressor, he picked up the instrument that he had most
> > been looking forwards to trying: the stethoscope.
> > 
> > Not only was the stethoscope an interesting instrument to try out, but
> > using it also meant that Daniel could turn his attention to Dean's
> > torso rather than his head. Not that Dean's face wasn't nice to look
> > at. The fourteen-year-old put the earpieces into his ears and
> > approached the other boy with a smile of anticipation.
> > 
> > Dean winced slightly as the metal disk was pressed against his chest.
> > "Ooh. It's cold."
> > 
> > "Sorry," said Daniel. He lifted the disk to his mouth and breathed on
> > it as he'd seen doctors do in movies on TV. Almost delicately, he
> > touched it once more to the boy's chest, above his heart. "Hey, I can
> > hear your heart."
> > 
> > "Pleased to hear it," said Dean.
> > 
> > For the next couple of minutes, Daniel moved the stethoscope around
> > Dean's chest, getting him to breathe in and out and listening to the
> > air moving in his lungs. "This is so cool."
> > 
> > "Yeah. You going to try it on my back as well?"
> > 
> > "In a second." Daniel moved the disk lower placing it against Dean's
> > stomach. He moved it around and then moved lower still until it was
> > resting right on the edge of the boy's small but dense patch of pubes.
> > Then, feeling daring he moved it lower still and pressed it against
> > Dean's soft dick. Dean jumped back in surprise, and both boys started
> > to giggle.
> > 
> > "Just checking if it's alive," Daniel laughed.
> > 
> > "Oh, it's definitely alive," Dean replied.
> > 
> > Moving around to Dean's back, Daniel continued to listen to the boy's
> > lungs using the stethoscope. At the same time he reached around and
> > placed his hand on the teen's chest, getting a thrill from the smooth,
> > warm, silky feel of the skin under his fingertips. As he moved the
> > stethoscope down Dean's back, he moved his hand down the boy's front.
> > Dean stood silently, simply breathing in and out as told. Eventually,
> > Daniel felt the tickle of pubes against the side of his hand. He
> > swallowed nervously and then let his hand fall, catching his breath as
> > his palm brushed against the boy's soft penis. Even though this wasn't
> > the first time that he'd touched Dean's dick, having measured his
> > friend's erection on his previous visit, it was still thrilling to be
> > able to handle him like this.
> > 
> > "OK, that's enough of that," said Daniel, taking the stethoscope from
> > his ears, but letting it continue to hang around his neck - he enjoyed
> > wearing it; it almost made him feel like a real doctor. Now, what to do
> > next? What else had happened at his first examination with Adam? Ah,
> > yes. "Bend forwards, I need to check your back."
> > 
> > Obediently, Dean leaned forwards, putting his hands on his legs, just
> > above his knees.
> > 
> > "Hold still," said Daniel. He began slowly running his fingertips over
> > Dean's spine, working his way from top to bottom. When he reached the
> > top of the boy's arse cheeks, he hesitated, remembering well what had
> > happened next at his own examination. Did he dare to that with Dean?
> > Dean had said he could do anything he liked. But still Daniel
> > hesitated. He sucked in a breath, reaching a decision. Squatting down,
> > he placed one hand on each of the boy's arse cheeks and eased them
> > apart. He was looking directly at the boy's arsehole. Keeping the
> > cheeks spread with the finger and thumb of one hand, he reached
> > forwards and gently touched a fingertip right against the tightly
> > puckered ring.
> > 
> > Dean let out a gasp and shuddered, but gave no indication that he
> > wanted Daniel to stop.
> > 
> > Feeling more confident, Daniel touched the ring again, hearing another
> > intake of breath. He leaned in for a closer look, noting that the area
> > was completely smooth. He recalled that when Ben and Billy had examined
> > his arse they had commented about him having a few curly hairs back
> > there, but there was no sign that Dean had any hairs at all. He ran his
> > fingers over the area around the hole, just to be sure. No, definitely
> > no hairs. Dean accepted all of this touching without a word of
> > complaint, seemingly willing to let Daniel do anything he liked.
> > 
> > Daniel let go of the boy's arse cheeks and stood up, aware that he had
> > a solid erection pressing against the front of his pants. He briefly
> > rubbed his palm over it before stepping back and sitting on the bed. He
> > was now well into this game and thoroughly enjoying himself. He felt
> > nervous about this next part, but at the same time he felt the thrill
> > of anticipation. He was about to get his hands on Dean's dick. "Turn
> > around and come and stand in front of me," he said, trying to put
> > authority into his voice to fit in with his role.
> > 
> > Dean turned around. His face was a little flushed, but there was a
> > sparkle in his eyes that indicated that he too was enjoying the game.
> > Daniel was surprised that the boy's dick was still soft, though he
> > wondered how long it was going to stay that way once the real
> > examination started.
> > 
> > His fingers trembling slightly, Daniel reached out and lifted Dean's
> > penis, allowing it to rest on the palm of his hand. Using his other
> > hand, he felt along it, squeezing it gently between his fingers and
> > thumb, marvelling at how soft the skin felt. Then, with a brief glance
> > up at Dean's face, he slid the boy's foreskin back revealing the
> > sensitive, pale-coloured head. He stroked his fingertips over the head,
> > causing Dean to gasp and squirm.
> > 
> > "You should ask me some questions," said Dean, his voice hoarse with
> > suppressed nervous excitement. He coughed to clear his throat.
> > 
> > "What sort of questions?"
> > 
> > "You know. Like Doc Lomax asked when he examined you."
> > 
> > "Oh, yeah. OK." Daniel thought back to his initial examination and
> > recalled the embarrassing questions that Adam had asked him. "When did
> > you last jack off?" he asked, his hand still on the boy's dick. He felt
> > his face growing red; asking the question was almost as embarrassing as
> > having to answer it.
> > 
> > "This morning," Dean answered.
> > 
> > "Did you shoot?"
> > 
> > "Yeah."
> > 
> > "Do you jack off every day?"
> > 
> > "Mostly. Sometimes I do it more than once a day."
> > 
> > Daniel forced himself to look up and meet Dean's eyes. He tried to keep
> > his face straight but was unable to stop himself grinning. "What's the
> > most times you've done it in a day?"
> > 
> > Dean returned the grin. "Probably about five."
> > 
> > "Five? Shit! Didn't your dick get sore?"  Daniel's own record was only
> > three times in one day.
> > 
> > "No. I did it over the whole day. I didn't do it one after the other,"
> > Dean giggled. "I did do it twice in a row once though."
> > 
> > "Ah, OK." Daniel tried to think what else Adam had asked. "Do you think
> > about boys or girls when you do it?" Adam hadn't actually asked him
> > that one, but he recalled Ben saying that he'd been asked that.
> > 
> > "Boys," said Dean. "I never think about girls." He hesitated a moment
> > and then added, "Sometimes I think about you."
> > 
> > "Perv," Daniel laughed. He dropped his eyes, feeling himself blushing.
> > To try to hide his embarrassment, he turned his attention back to boy's
> > penis, having another feel along it. It was definitely firmer now than
> > it was just a moment ago. He wrapped his fingers around it and stroked
> > it a couple of times, at the same time having a feel of Dean's balls.
> > Over the past couple of weeks Daniel had had the opportunity to handle
> > Jason, Ben, and Billy. He'd touched all three of them both soft and
> > hard as he'd gone through the routine of measuring their dicks. During
> > his sessions with Ben and Billy, he'd touched both boys far more than
> > was strictly necessary, particularly Billy, who hadn't objected when
> > Daniel had reached up between his legs and fingered his arsehole.
> > However, even though he had pushed the limits, those limits had still
> > been there. With Dean, though, it was different. The limits were gone,
> > or at least moved so far that it didn't matter. Daniel could do just
> > about anything that he wanted.
> > 
> > Dean's cock soon became fully hard under Daniel's constantly moving
> > touch. Daniel bent the boy's erection down and let it go, watching it
> > spring upright. He ran his fingers lightly up the underside of the
> > shaft, causing Dean to shudder. "Your, erm, erection seems OK," he
> > said, with an almost shy giggle. He took it in his hand and gave the
> > shaft a squeeze, thinking about what he should do next. "I think you
> > should lie on the bed for the next part," he said. That's what had
> > happened during his session with Jason. Adam had got them lie on the
> > examination couch and had then really gone to town, touching them just
> > about everywhere, making them cum, and even putting a finger inside
> > their arseholes. Daniel swallowed nervously and his cock twitched. Was
> > Dean going to allow him to do all that stuff?
> > 
> > "Yeah, OK," said Dean, appearing completely compliant. He climbed onto
> > the bed and lay on his back, his hands at his sides.
> > 
> > Daniel knelt beside the bed, his eyes travelling down the body of the
> > naked, aroused teen. His own cock twitched again, and he knew that the
> > insides of his shorts were a sticky mess with precum. He just hoped
> > that he could avoid cumming in his underwear. "Right, I need to check
> > you out," he said, trying to sound like he knew what he was doing. "Lie
> > still and tell me if it hurts anywhere."
> > 
> > "OK."
> > 
> > Daniel started up by Dean's shoulders, running his hands over the boy's
> > body. Dean's skin felt soft and warm and was nice to touch. Daniel
> > pressed his fingers lightly into the muscles of the boy's chest,
> > feeling around his small nipples and squeezing the nipples one at a
> > time between his thumb and forefinger, and then went back to simply
> > sliding his hands over the soft skin. "Damn, I wish I had a body like
> > yours," he said, breaking character.
> > 
> > "There's nothing special about me," said Dean, raising his head.
> > "You're much hotter than me."
> > 
> > Daniel smiled at the complement, even though he knew it wasn't true.
> > He'd heard enough gossip from the girls at school to know that the
> > general consensus was that the hottest boys in the class were Dean, and
> > a boy call Glen, who looked good but who could be bit of a wanker
> > sometimes. The only thing that stopped Dean from winning outright was
> > the fact that most of the girls were taller than he was and so some of
> > them thought him cute rather than hot
> > 
> > "I mean it," said Dean. "I've always thought you were hot."
> > 
> > "Yeah, right." Daniel moved his hands lower, probing Dean's stomach,
> > feeling envious about how tight the boy's muscles were; he made a
> > mental note to try to do more exercise. Then he once more had his hands
> > on the young teen's rock-hard erection.
> > 
> > Dean lifted his head again and smiled nervously. "You gonna make me
> > shoot?"
> > 
> > "You want me too?"
> > 
> > "Yeah," Dean nodded. "You should do everything. You know. All the stuff
> > that Doc Lomax did."
> > 
> > "Yeah, alright. If that's what you want." Daniel began to slowly stroke
> > his hand up and down the shaft of Dean's cock, working the skin up and
> > down over the swollen head. Even with his previous experience of
> > touching boys' erections, this still seemed like some sort of dream. He
> > took the boy's balls in his other hand, feeling first one and then the
> > other, squeezing them very gently between his fingers, then slid his
> > fingertip down between Dean's legs, into to the warm crevice between
> > his arse cheeks, to press against his hole.
> > 
> > Dean gasped and squirmed, moving his legs apart and bending his knees
> > to open himself up. "Use the lube," he said, his voice hardly more than
> > a whisper.
> > 
> > Turning to the chair containing the pile of medical equipment, Daniel
> > quickly searched through until he found the small squeezy-bottle of
> > lube. He removed the top and was about to squeeze some onto his finger
> > when he spotted the box of latex gloves. He pulled a glove from the box
> > and, with some difficulty, worked it onto his left hand. He considered
> > putting one onto his right hand as well, but quickly decided against
> > it - he would much rather be able to feel Dean's cock with his bare
> > hand. He grinned to himself as he squeezed some of the lube onto his
> > latex-covered index finger. Was he really about to put a finger inside
> > Dean's arsehole? He wondered why this thought excited him so much.
> > Putting down the bottle, he used his bare hand to smear the lube all
> > the way around his gloved finger, and then turned back to the waiting
> > boy on the bed. "You really sure about this?"
> > 
> > "Yeah. Do it."
> > 
> > "OK. But say if you want me to stop."
> > 
> > "The doc never said that," Dean grinned. "He just went ahead and did
> > it." He opened his legs even wider.
> > 
> > Daniel took hold of the boy's cock with his bare hand, smiling to
> > himself as he realised that he was using the hard shaft as a handle,
> > something to hold on to. He slid his glove-covered finger down between
> > Dean's arse cheeks, seeking out his arsehole. When Adam had done this,
> > Daniel had been laid on his side. Dean was on his back, but Daniel
> > didn't think this really mattered. He located the boy's hole and
> > pressed his fingertip against it. There was resistance, so he pressed
> > harder.
> > 
> > "Hmmpff!" Dean screwed his eyes shut.
> > 
> > "Sorry," said Daniel, easing the pressure.
> > 
> > "No, keep going."
> > 
> > More cautiously this time, Daniel worked his finger around the boy's
> > hole. He tried alternately applying pressure then easing off and was
> > almost surprised when the tip of his finger slid inside. He gradually
> > worked in the rest of his finger, passed the second knuckle and then up
> > to the base. He grinned to himself and flexed his finger inside the boy .
> > 
> > "Ooh!" Dean gasped.
> > 
> > "Want me to take it out?"
> > 
> > "No way!"
> > 
> > Reassured that he wasn't hurting his friend in any way, Daniel turned
> > his attention to the dick in his hand. He felt a buzz of excitement. He
> > was going to make Dean cum, and he was going to do it with his finger
> > in the boy's arse.
> > 
> > The tip of Dean's cock was sticky with precum, and Daniel pulled the
> > skin all way back and ran his thumb over the lubricated head. Dean
> > shuddered and Daniel felt the ring of the boy's arse clench tightly
> > around his finger. Dean's squirming continued as Daniel wanked on the
> > young teen's erection whilst at the same time sliding his finger in and
> > out of the boy's hole. Dean was gasping softly and his hands were
> > clenched into fists, gripping onto the bedclothes. Daniel increased the
> > speed of his wanking, holding tightly onto the hard shaft.
> > 
> > "Oh shit!" Dean groaned, as he lifted his hips from the bed. "Oh God!"
> > 
> > As Daniel plunged his latex-covered finger deep into the boy's arse,
> > Dean tensed and he uttered a final, deep groan through clenched teeth.
> > His cock began to throb, and cum began to spurt out onto his tight
> > stomach.
> > 
> > Daniel kept stroking, barely keeping himself from shooting his own load
> > in his shorts. He pumped three good spurts from Dean's cock before the
> > flow turned to a dribble. He would have kept up his jacking even then,
> > if Dean hadn't gripped his wrist.
> > 
> > "I think you should stop," Dean gasped, smiling weakly.
> > 
> > "Oh, yeah, sorry," Daniel grinned. He let go of Dean's sticky cock and
> > eased his finger out of the boy's arse.
> > 
> > Dean let out a long, slow breath and lay back, his eyes closed. Daniel
> > sat and watched for a moment and then he noticed a box of tissues
> > conveniently placed on the bedside cabinet. First he pulled off the
> > latex glove, turning it inside-out in the process and then laid it
> > carefully aside. Taking some tissues from the box, he used these to
> > clean his fingers, then, after a moment's hesitation, he took some more
> > tissues and cleaned up Dean's stomach and then his dick, noticing the
> > boy wince slightly as he wiped the sensitive head.
> > 
> > "Thanks. That was hot," Dean smiled, once he'd got his breath back.
> > 
> > "Yeah," Daniel nodded, shifting uncomfortably. His own cock was still
> > painfully hard.
> > 
> > Dean raised himself up on his elbows. "Thanks for playing along,
> > Daniel. You make a great doctor." He smiled shyly. "Want me to examine
> > you now?" He hesitated, looking nervous. "Or I could do something else."
> > 
> > Daniel's eyes narrowed. "Like what?" he asked. His dick was urgently
> > demanding attention, and he was quite prepared to allow Dean to
> > 'examine' him, and even finger his arse, but he knew that some of
> > Dean's ideas bordered on the weird, and he wanted to be sure what he
> > was getting into. For instance, that plastic procto-thing was still
> > sitting there on the chair, and he wasn't sure he wanted that pushing
> > up his rear end.
> > 
> > Dean nervously licked his lips. He forced a smile, trying to look to
> > confident. "I could suck your dick for you," he said.
> > 
> > "Suck my..." Daniel blinked in surprise and a wide grin spread across
> > his face. Dean must be making a joke. However, the nervous, worried,
> > almost shy expression on Dean's face quickly convinced Daniel that it
> > was no joke; Dean was actually serious. Daniel felt a sudden mixture of
> > fear and excitement. Dick-sucking would take things to a whole new
> > level. He felt his cock-twitch as he considered the idea, acutely aware
> > of the precum that was forming a wet patch on the insides of his
> > shorts. Dean would probably take one look at that sticky mess and have
> > second thoughts about putting his mouth anywhere near it. "Erm... I
> > dunno."
> > 
> > "You don't want me to?" Dean looked disappointed. "You think it's too
> > weird?"
> > 
> > "No, it's not that." Daniel felt himself squirming. "It's just that,
> > well, I'm sort of, you know." He looked down at the rather prominent
> > bulge in the front of his trouser. "I think it's a bit a messy."
> > 
> > "You mean you've already cum?"
> > 
> > "No!" Daniel replied quickly. "Not that messy."
> > 
> > Now it was Dean's turn to grin. "Oh, you mean you're a bit sticky?" He
> > shrugged. "I don't mind." Then he giggled. "Let me see." He jumped up
> > from the bed and reached for the front of Daniel's trousers.
> > 
> > Daniel automatically stepped back, laughing. Dean persisted, grabbing
> > Daniel's belt, and Daniel made a half-hearted attempt to push the boy's
> > hands away. It turned into a struggle, during which Dean managed to
> > turn Daniel around and push him back towards the bed. Daniel lost his
> > balance and fell backwards, Dean coming down on top of him. Both boys
> > were laughing almost uncontrollably. After a few moments of struggling,
> > Daniel gave in, letting his hands fall to his sides. He still felt
> > embarrassed about the sticky condition of his dick, yet at the same
> > time, he wanted Dean to see him, and touch him, and make him shoot.
> > Even if Dean decided against the blowjob, just the feel of the boy's
> > hands on his hard cock would make Daniel a very happy teenager.
> > 
> > Dean quickly pulled open Daniel's belt and then opened the front of the
> > boy's trousers. Daniel raised his hips to allow his trousers to be
> > pulled down. Daniel was wearing dark-grey shorts and, just as the boy
> > had feared, there was darker, wet patch around the area of the head of
> > his dick. Dean dragged Daniel's trousers down below the teen's knees
> > and, without even appearing to notice the wet patch, tugged the boy's
> > shorts down as well to reveal his solid, twitching erection.
> > 
> > There was a moment's silence as both boys gazed at Daniel's hard cock.
> > Then Dean licked his lips and reached out and wrapped his fingers
> > around the shaft. Daniel was unable to suppress a soft groan, and Dean
> > smiled mischievously and jacked his hand up and down the boy's cock a
> > couple of times.
> > 
> > "Oh shit!" Daniel muttered. He knew that he was on a hair-trigger and
> > wondered whether he should mention that if Dean kept doing that, he
> > would not be able to stop himself from shooting.
> > 
> > It seemed that Dean was aware of Daniel's predicament, since he let go
> > of the boy's dick. "You need to get naked before you cum," he said,
> > smiling.
> > 
> > Daniel tried to sit up, but Dean pushed him back down, sliding his
> > hands up under Daniel's top, his palms flat against the skin of the
> > boy's chest.
> > 
> > "You stay there. I'll take care of things." Dean stroked Daniel's chest
> > for a few seconds, and then pushed his friend's top up until it was
> > bunched under the boy's chin. He leaned down and playfully licked
> > Daniel's chest, running his tongue over one of the young teen's nipples .
> > 
> > The action had taken Daniel by surprise. The feeling of Dean's tongue
> > flicking against his nipple felt really good and he squirmed against
> > the bed. He lifted his own hand, lightly stroking the front of Dean's
> > chest.
> > 
> > Dean laughed softly and lifted Daniel's top over his head, pulling it
> > off. Then he slid down off the bed and began taking off the boy's shoes
> > and socks, and then pulling his trousers and shorts over his bare feet,
> > leaving Daniel completely naked.
> > 
> > "That's better," said Dean. Daniel's knees were hanging over the edge
> > of the bed and Dean pulled them apart and shuffled forwards until he
> > was knelt between them. "OK, you ready?" he asked. Even though he was
> > grinning, he looked nervous.
> > 
> > "You sure you want to do it?" Daniel asked.
> > 
> > "You bet I am. You wanna know how many times I've imagined being able
> > to do this?"
> > 
> > "Have you ever sucked anyone before?"
> > 
> > Dean shook his head. "I nearly offered to suck Trev once, but decided
> > it might not be such a good idea." He laughed. "Trev would probably
> > have had a fit. He can be a weird about things like that."
> > 
> > "You mean even more weird than you?" asked Daniel, smiling.
> > 
> > "Well, maybe not that weird," Dean giggled. "I meant weird in a
> > different way. Trev's not such a bad guy when you get to know him. He
> > just sort of has a few hang-ups about some stuff. He needs to lighten
> > up a bit."
> > 
> > Daniel tried not to frown. He thought that Dean was being a bit
> > generous of his assessment. Anyone who was as far up his own arse as
> > Trevor couldn't possibly be anything but a total shit. However, he kept
> > his opinion to himself.
> > 
> > Dean took hold of Daniel's erection and a look of concentration
> > appeared on his face. He ran his thumb over the head, an almost
> > invisible, glistening thread of sticky pre-cum stretching out between
> > his thumb and the top of the boy's dick. Daniel watched as though in a
> > trance, his sense of nervous anticipation growing by the second.
> > 
> > Still keeping his hold of Daniel's boner, Dean ducked his head forwards
> > and licked the stickiness from his thumb. He giggled softly. "Taste's
> > good."
> > 
> > "If you say so." Daniel wasn't convinced, but if Dean liked the taste
> > then that fine by him.
> > 
> > After another moment of hesitation, Dean bobbed down again, this time
> > licking some of the precum directly from Daniel's foreskin. Daniel
> > gasped softly as the boy's tongue brushed over that sensitive area. He
> > watched, his mouth hanging open, as Dean licked around the top of his
> > dick and then pulled the skin back and ran his tongue over the exposed,
> > swollen head.
> > 
> > "Oh fuck!" It wasn't often that Daniel used such strong language, but
> > on this occasion the words just slipped out. The intense sensations
> > coming from his cock were like nothing he had ever felt before. He
> > realised that his hands were clenching fistfuls of bedclothes, and he
> > tried, with only limited success to make them relax.
> > 
> > Daniel's outburst seemed to have encouraged Dean, who continued licking
> > all the way around the head of Daniel's cock and then went on to
> > repeatedly run his tongue up the shaft, from bottom to top. After
> > several moments of this, he opened his mouth wide and engulfed the
> > entire top of the boy's erection.
> > 
> > "Fuck!" Daniel repeated, having to fight the urge to thrust upwards
> > with his hips and force his cock further into his friend's mouth. He
> > lifted his hand, resting it on the top of Dean's head, stroking the
> > boy's soft hair.
> > 
> > Dean sucked on the mouthful of cock for a few seconds and then drew
> > back and resumed licking around the head. He was holding onto the base
> > of the shaft with one hand, and gently playing with Daniel's balls with
> > the other. He lifted his head and gave a smile. "Am I doing OK?"
> > 
> > Dean resisted the urge to laugh. Anything he might say in reply would
> > be a huge understatement. "Yeah, it feels great," he said. "But be
> > careful, I think I'm going to shoot soon," he added. This was another
> > understatement, since he'd been almost ready to shoot before Dean had
> > even touched him, so the incredible stimulation that he was receiving
> > from the boy's hands and mouth was taking him to the very edge.
> > 
> > "So go ahead and shoot," grinned Dean. He once more lowered his mouth
> > to Daniel's cock, teasing the head with his tongue and his lips. At the
> > same time he began jacking the shaft, moving his hand up and down the
> > boy's erection in a firm, steady motion.
> > 
> > Daniel lay back, giving himself over to the amazing feelings that were
> > emanating from his groin. The guys at school sometimes joked about
> > blowjobs and how they had managed to talk some girl or other into
> > giving them one - Daniel suspected that most of it was little more than
> > talk. However, he had never suspected that someone's mouth on his dick
> > could feel so incredible. He could feel the pressure building down
> > behind his balls as Dean continued to lick and suck on the head of his
> > cock. "It's coming," he gasped.
> > 
> > Dean didn't respond. He kept up his attentions: jacking, sucking and
> > licking. Daniel clenched back, desperately wanting to shoot, but not
> > wanting to cum in Dean's face. However, trying to hold back was a
> > pointless exercise. He couldn't hold it. Besides, he'd given Dean fair
> > warning. With a long, low gasp, he gave in. His body tensed as the
> > first jolt of cum sprayed from his dick. Dean immediately pulled back,
> > cum running down his over his nose, lips and chin, yet he continued to
> > pump Daniel's erection. Several smaller spurts followed the first one,
> > most of the cum ending up on Daniel's stomach.
> > 
> > As Daniel's orgasm subsided, Dean eased back on his stroking, milking
> > the final drops from the boy's cock. Then he sat back with a satisfied
> > sigh and licked the cum from his lips with his tongue.
> > 
> > Daniel tried not grimace as he watched Dean lick at the cum, but
> > couldn't quite manage to keep the look of distaste from his face. A
> > mischievous twinkle appeared in Dean's eyes and he raised his hand to
> > his mouth and began to lick the remnants of Daniel's cum from his
> > fingers.
> > 
> > "Yuck!" Daniel muttered.
> > 
> > "Want some?" asked Dean, grinning as he held out his hand.
> > 
> > "No way!" Daniel started to giggle and a moment later Dean joined him.
> > 
> > The boys were still laughing as Dean pulled out a handful of tissues,
> > throwing some to Daniel and keeping some back to wipe his face and
> > hand.
> > 
> > Daniel wiped his stomach and his dick, gradually getting himself under
> > control. "That was amazing," he said, eventually, when he finally
> > managed to stop laughing.
> > 
> > "Yeah, it was pretty good," Dean smiled. "Not bad for a first attempt."
> > He lowered his eyes shyly. "I've got some videos on my PC of guys
> > sucking each other, so I did some of the stuff that I'd seen them do."
> > 
> > "You've got videos?"
> > 
> > "Yeah. A few. I got them off the Net. We can watch some of them
> > sometime if you like."
> > 
> > "Yeah, that'd be cool." Daniel sat up on the bed. "I guess we should
> > get dressed."
> > 
> > "If you like." Dean gave a shrug, appearing content to sit around naked .
> > 
> > Daniel got up and located his clothes and began pulling them on. After
> > a few moments, Dean followed suit. A couple of minutes later, both the
> > boys were fully dressed. There followed a short, uncomfortable silence
> > as they stood looking at each other. After a moment, Dean stepped
> > directly in front of Daniel, a strange look on his face. Then, without
> > warning he put one arm around Daniel's back, the other hand behind his
> > head, and pulled the boy to him.
> > 
> > Daniel stiffened in surprise as he felt Dean's lips pressed against his
> > own. Then he relaxed and gave himself over to the kiss. Kissing Dean
> > felt good. It was as though the two of them shared a closeness and
> > intimacy that Daniel had been longing for. This was the sort of
> > closeness that he had wanted to share with Jason, but had never been
> > able to. Jason! The thought hit him like a hammer blow and guilt shot
> > through his guts like a knife. Jason was his best friend. More than a
> > best friend. Kissing Dean was like slamming the door on any chance of a
> > relationship with Jason. Daniel wasn't prepared to do that. He couldn't
> > do that. He couldn't give up on Jason so easily after all this time. He
> > stiffened and quickly pushed Dean away, breaking their contact.
> > 
> > A momentary look of confusion appeared on Dean's face. Then he smiled.
> > "Sorry. I should have realised that you wouldn't want to kiss someone
> > whose breath smells of cum."
> > 
> > "What? Oh, erm, yeah," said Daniel, forcing himself to smile. "Look, I
> > should be going. Sorry."
> > 
> > "That's OK," said Dean. He put his hand on Daniel's shoulder. "Thanks
> > for coming over. And thanks for agreeing to play doctor. It was so hot.
> > Even better than I imagined it would be. You'll play again won't you?"
> > 
> > "Yeah, I guess," said Daniel. At this moment in time he wasn't sure
> > whether he would be playing again or not. He was more confused than at
> > any time in his life before and he needed time to think and to try to
> > make some sense of the conflicting emotions that he was feeling. His
> > session with Dean had aroused some unexpected feelings within him and
> > he wasn't sure how to cope with them. Suddenly it seemed that Dean was
> > more than just someone to have fun with, and he wasn't sure how to
> > reconcile this with his feelings for Jason. "I'll see you at school
> > tomorrow."
> > 
> > "Yeah, OK," said Dean. He appeared a little surprised at the sudden
> > change in Daniel's attitude, but luckily he chose not to question it.
> > "Thanks again, Daniel. You're the best."
> > 
> > "Thanks. It was fun." Daniel squeezed Dean's arm and then made his way
> > down the stairs. He quickly put on his shoes and waited as Dean opened
> > the door.
> > 
> > "See you tomorrow, Daniel."
> > 
> > "Yeah, see you tomorrow." With a final tight smile, Daniel headed out
> > of the house.
> > 
> > **********
> > 
> > The story continues in chapter 21: Sickness
> > 
> > Feedback is encouraged and always much appreciated. Email me at
> > gym@softhome.net or visit my discussion board at
> > http://www.gymnopedies.info for more stories, news and previews.
> > 
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