Doc Murphy’s Therapy

[Anone]

This is an amazing story in it's own right. I keep getting hard and all I want to do is feel the cum keep shooting out of me 

[badjujuboy]

So this is it... guys.  I want to say thanks for comments and reactions. Hope you enjoy how it ends. It's a bit longer than the other chapters... but I hope it's worth the read.

Doc Murphy’s Therapy Part 7 – A Continuation 

Bright flashes of light from leather porn playing on the 98” TV screen against the wall filled the dimly lit room which was like a more intimate version of downstairs... leather furniture scattered throughout the room with a St. Andrews cross prominently standing on a stage in one corner. Unleashing his little brother, Doc pulled Mike and me to the center of the room and snapped his fingers, pointing to the floor.  

We took our spots, facing each other.... Mike facing the bar while I stood facing the now-closed door. I caught Mike smiling and looking over my shoulder, so I turned to see what he was grinning about. Behind the bar stood a muscled figure in the shadows. I tried to make him out, but the mystery man was making sure he wasn’t seen.     

“Get on with it, little brother.” Doc barked, turning to the figure...  

“Whiskey neat.” 

"Yes, Sir," a familiar voice responded, stepping into the increasing light of the room. 

It was Hawk, the security guard. Seeing him, I stood up straighter. He winked at me as he poured the whiskey and handed it to Doc. Feeling flustered, I glanced away and saw Mike grinning. 

“Fucker...” I mouthed to Mike as he turned me to face the bar.  

I took a breath and tried to pull myself together as the cranking sound of clinking chains filled the room. Looking up, I watched a pair of leather slings descending from the ceiling on either side of us. Swallowing the last of the drink, Doc dropped the heavy tumbler on the bar... 

“Go on...” he said to Hawk, motioning to us. 

Stepping out from behind the bar, I could see he wasn´t wearing a jock... his short fat cock stuck straight out over his massive sac. Nodding to Doc with a wicked smile, he made his way to me... his sac swinging and banging against his thighs, until he stood between Mike and me. His junk now inches from mine, I could feel the heat of his body on my skin. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was perfect, with an angry purple head and a drop of precum start oozing out of the piss slit. Hawk chuckled, lifting the shaft to give me a better look. My eyes widened at the size of the open slit. It was as if he had a straw inserted into it. Hawk chuckled and held the pearl sized drop of precum up for me to see before I eagerly opened my mouth 

“Here you go,” he chuckled, teasing me with it, just out of my reach. 

Drooling from the scent, I leaned in towards his fingers... my tongue trying to reach for it, but he kept pulling back. Frustrated, I looked up with a pleading look... 

“Please...” I whined, not being able to control myself. 

Seeing the look on my face, his fingers moved in as my tongue reached out to taste it. 

“Shit!” I growled as the concentrated taste exploded on my tongue.  

I could feel it mixing with my spit and coating my tongue as the salty crisp taste filled my senses, causing a shiver to run down my spine. Hawk just stood there watching my reaction for a minute before lifting me up into his arms in a tight grip. 

“I had to beg Master to cover the bar tonight.” he growled, taking me over to one of the slings. 

“Fuck...” I mumbled... my mouth now completely coated in his precum.    

I could feel his fur sliding against my skin as he carefully dropped me onto the warm leather hide. Standing between my legs to give me a full view of his modified package, he secured my ankles before moving to my wrists. Slowly, he fastened the restraints while his cock rubbed against my shoulder. I couldn´t take my eyes off the sight of his expanding cock. Yeh, I said expanding... Doc Ian had made sure it would always stay three inches but had compensated for that. I whimpered again. 

“I know....” he whispered, slipping two more pearls of precum onto my tongue. “I’m the only one Doc’s done this to so far... said he’s tweaked the cum process and is waiting for the right one.”  

“Uuhhh,” I moaned, feeling the taste penetrating my mouth as he played with my tit rings. 

Moving back between my legs, Mike teased my cuntlips with a pair of lube slicked fingers... 

“Oh, and by the way,” he said, sliding his fingers in. “Doc Ian threw it in at no charge with my cock and sac. Said he needed to see its effect on a guy... guess I was his guinea pig. Master agreed and here I am.” 

I could feel my cunt burning now... I knew it was laced. I went crazy... I swear I could feel Hawk’s precum running down the back of my throat as he worked my now sizzling insides. I started bucking. 

“Just so you know, I may be a short-cocked slave, but my cock still appreciates a nice tight cunt.”  he growled, holding his fattened cock in his other hand. “Doc Ian made sure of that.” 

“MMMM,” I moaned, using my training to squeeze the fingers sliding against the walls of my cunt. 

“Enough,” Doc snarled, his hard cock standing straight up against his taught abs. “Let´s get on with it.” 

“Yes, Sir!” Hawk answered, slipping out of me.  

I couldn´t see what Hawk was doing, but I could hear him rustling about as Doc Ian secured his moaning nephew in the sling next to me.  

“Ready, Sir,” Hawk said to Doc, holding a silver tray with two rigs on top of a leather cushion. 

“Him, first...” he scowled, motioning to Doc Ian. 

“Sorry, Sir...” Hawk apologized and presented the rigs to Doc Ian. 

I could see Mike staring up at Doc Ian’s collar as Doc Ian placed one of the rigs on Mike’s abs, He was still trying to take it in. In all our sessions, Doc Ian had never worn a collar even when he was servicing Doc’s cock. This was a new low... he was now marked as his brother’s property. I wanted to see Mike slammed, but I felt Hawk start prepping my arm after slipping the other rig between my lips to hold it. With me now prepped, Doc chuckled. Grabbing the rig from my lips, he held Hawk’s junk and handed it to him... 

"Go on... do it...” 

“Shit yes, Sir!” Hawk grunted, pulling the cap off with his teeth and placing the needle at my vein.  

I couldn’t resist... I lifted my head, my tongue flicking at his dripping cock, but I couldn’t reach it. Suddenly, I felt pain on my left tit... 

“Fuck!” I yelled out, feeling a tit clamp biting into me. 

Then I felt the pain on the other. It felt like my tits were being ripped out. I cried out again. Seeing me in pain, Hawk gave me access to his cock as he pulled the register and slammed me. 

“SHIT YEH!” I yelled around his cock, feeling the initial rush mixing with the explosion in my mouth. 

It had been about a month since I was slammed, and my mind was all over the place... the pain in my tits clashed with the cravings for the precum. But it only took a few seconds for the meth to convert the pain into intense pleasure. I started sucking on the shortened cock as the it rushed through my body and took over.  

I had been trained to take cock down my throat, but this was a new experience... All I could do was concentrate on the feeling of a cock completely resting on my tongue as the pearls of precum ran down the back of my throat. Closing my lips around it, I moaned, feeling his trimmed bush tickling my lips. I kept on it, looking up into Hawk’s eyes. 

“Master’s made a bundle with me. Gives Doc Ian a hefty cut to keep me flowing,” he growled, looking down at me. “Can’t get enough, can you...?" 

But before I could answer, I gasped, feeling suddenly stretched open by a hard cock. It was Doc... 

“Fucking cunt!” he yelled out, pounding me with his steel hard cock. 

“Please..." I begged, Hawk’s cock still in my mouth. 

Lifting my hips to meet Doc, he responded, intensifying the brutal attack.  

He grabbed the chain attached to the tit clamps and pulled. That did it. I let go of Hawk... 

“FUCK ME!” I screamed, bucking in the sling to meet his thrusts. 

He kept on, destroying my cunt and making me beg over and over for more. Doc seemed to go on forever. Finally, I could feel his shaft start to pulse. Grabbing my hips, he pulled me to his crotch and stiffened before exploding into me. He stood there, still in me as I fell back into the sling. He stood there, covered in sweat dripping from his hard body... 

“Good, boy.” he smiled, slapping my sweaty abs. 

Despite everything happening around us, the sounds of skin slapping and moaning were impossible to ignore. I knew it was Mike taking his uncle's cock, but I couldn't see for myself as Hawk stood in my way while he moved towards Doc. My focus shifted to Hawk as he dropped down onto his knees in front of him. 

“Sir,” Hawk said, lifting his chin and offering his open mouth. 

Without another word spoken, Doc slowly pulled his cock out of me. I tensed, feeling completely empty. Turning to Hawk, Doc slipped his cock into the waiting mouth, giving me a perfect view of his skills. Hawk quickly went to work cleaning the slime off. Once done, he got up and came to me, his lips slick with spit, cum and my cunt juices. He leaned in and tenderly kissed me as he fed me the remains of the fuck mixed with his spit. Tasting it, I begged for more cock.  

“Go on,” Doc laughed. 

“Yes, Sir... Thank You Sir!” Hawk grinned, displaying his hard furry body between my legs... his thickened 3-inch cock sticking straight out. “I wanna hear you beg... Tell me what you want.” 

“Fuck!” I shouted, bucking even more. “Your cock! I want your cock!” 

Hawk smiled... grabbing my hips, he stepped forward. I could feel its thickness spreading my cuntlips... Instinct took over and I tightened... providing him with a tight cunt.  

“Damn, boy...” he moaned, feeling his three inches being firmly held by me.  

“Oh Fuck! Please!” I begged, feeling my cunt begin to swell with the mixture of his precum and my juices. 

“No one, ever...” he groaned, starting to fuck me in short jabbing thrusts. 

It was a new experience... and I loved it! I was bucking to meet the stabbing motion of his hips... 

“How’s it feel, boy” he snarled, “getting fucked by a 3-inch cock?” 

“Fucking so good!” I moaned, tightening up even more. “Fucking use me, Hawk!” 

And he did, stabbing into me... making his way forward until I was riding his cock. The head of the sling rose until we were face-to-face, his arms between the sling and my torso, holding me tightly. I was dangling from my wrists, looking into his eyes... 

"Please," I managed to say. "I need it.” 

Nodding, he attacked my cunt until his breath grew ragged. I gripped him tightly with my cuntlips as our mouths met and started to devour each other. 

“SHIT!” he yelled into my mouth, filling my lungs with his breath as he shot into me. 

Continuing with the kiss, he slowly walked us back and lowered me onto the sling. Once I was down, he pulled out and moved to my face. 

“God, yeh!” I groaned, taking it in and cleaning it.  

Without a warning, he started pissing in my mouth. I was surprised... I could usually tell when it’s coming. The piss quickly filled my mouth. It soon started flowing out over my chin and onto the floor before I could start swallowing. It took me a couple of seconds, but my training kicked in and I gulped down the rest. Finished, I closed my eyes to take in the moment. Not wanting to miss anything, I opened my eyes to see Doc Ian eagerly servicing his brother’s 10-hole Rangers... 

“Yeah, little brother... show me how much you love me.” Doc growled, dropping a load of spit onto his boot. 

Tonguing up the spit, Doc Ian could only grunt like a hungry pig. Soon, he was working his way up Doc’s sweaty thighs to his big brother’s crotch. Slowly, he started to lick and suck on Doc’s cock. Doc shut his eyes and sighed... 

“Fuck yeah, little brother... fucking good cocksucker.” 

Suddenly, a wicked look came over his face. He turned and spread his asscheeks. Without a word spoken between them, Doc Ian started licking and biting on the muscular glutes. Burying his face in them, Doc Ian buried his tongue to the hilt and started to eat his brother out. I laid there, watching... After getting a full tongue bath on his hole, Doc turned around and presented his little brother with his thickened cock. Sighing, Doc Ian licked the sac and stuffed his brother’s cock into his hungry mouth. 

Off to my side, I could see Mike being fucked by the skinhead from downstairs while another leathered stud stood behind Mike and played with his tits, gripping them tightly and twisting. I could see Mike’s hands gripping the air as he pulled against his restraints from the pleasure. Releasing his tits, the stud moved to the side and started teasingly slap his pierced cock against Mike’s lips and cheeks. Mike’s eyes were glued on the cock. With his swollen red tits now sticking straight up on his pecs, Mike took the cock in and held it as the growing shaft slid past his tongue and down his throat. Mike’s hungry mouth went to work... 

“Fucking take it!” the stud yelled, his balls slapping again and again on Mike’s chin. 

It was obvious the stud couldn’t take Mike’s training. Suddenly, he shuddered and emptied himself in Mike’s warm cuntmouth. Mike writhed in the sling in a combination of taking the skinhead’s cock and wanting more cum. His entire body shook with each pounding. The harder the skin rammed himself into Mike, the louder the moans escaped his mouth. I could see Mike tense as he took each hit. Fuck... I knew what was coming. I could see Mike wincing as his cock started to thicken inside the cage... 

“Ah fuck! I’m cumming!” Mike groaned, as a river of cum flowed out of his caged cock and onto his sac. 

This only made the skin slam him harder, stretching Mike open. On he went, ramming into Mike until he unloaded deep inside Mike's wrecked cunt. Finally, the skinhead pulled out and motioned to the crowd. A young hooded geared up skin about my age stepped up. I couldn’t help noticing his hard ripped body... he practically glowed from the flashes of light reflecting off the unnatural smoothness of his skin. He stood there tall and proud looking at me... his leather hood hugging his square-jawed face like a second skin. His eyes were so fully dilated, they looked completely black... giving him a demonic look. His sac, stuffed with a pair of unusually large nuts, swung back and forth against his mid-thigh. I could see his hard cock pulsing to the beat of his heart before checking out his ripped abs. Taking a deep breath, I could see a pair of crusted over pierced thick tits erupting from his pecs. 

“Fuck... the work over he must have had to get that,” I thought, starting to moan at the sight of them. 

“Oi! Get the fuck over here, cunt!” the skin called out. 

Lowering his eyes, the boy dropped to his knees as the skin stood there, looking down at him.  

Boss...” the boy begged, staring up at the dripping mess. 

“Fucking hungry cunt...” the skin smiled, hurling a wad of spit into the boy’s open mouth.  

Pulling the hood off, he turned the boy’s head to face me.  

“Take a look boy,” the skin snarled at me... “Got meself a right proper cuntskin here.” 

That’s when I noticed his eyebrows... they were gone. The boy was completely hairless. There was also something about him... It took me a second, but there was no doubt about it. I recognized him! It was my old roommate Kirk! Moaning, Kirk turned and took the cock into his hungry mouth. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was watching Kirk, slobbering on a cock covered in cum and cunt juice!  

“Yeah, that’s a good cuntboy,” the skin laughed, forcing himself fully into Kirk’s hungry mouth and releasing a load of piss. 

Kirk just kept on... taking the piss down his throat like a pro. I watched his throat pulse from the river of piss flowing into his stomach. Fuck... he looked even hotter than I remembered him. His fur was gone, and it was obvious he had been juiced. But how?  

With the tap now slowing, the skin started to pull out of Kirk’s still hungry mouth. Fuck... he was reaching out with his tongue, wanting more. He was definitely a fucking piss skin now. 

“Don’t worry cunt, there’ll be more for you.” the skin growled, clipping a leash to Kirk’s collar and pulling him up on his feet.  

Kirk stood there for a second, smiling at me until he felt a pull on his leash. He gave me a quick wink before being led by his Boss back downstairs. I fucking felt like I was dreaming... I was trying to figure out if this was real or if I was hallucinating. 

“Whadda ya think, boy?” Doc Ian laughed, now at my side with his brother. 

“Sac and pumped-up body’s my doing. Been working with a guy on the hair removal... I think we finally got it right with this one,” he bragged, grabbing my pec with his rough hand and playing with my tit... “Juice up just like you.” 

“Fuck yeh,” I moaned, remembering the smoothness of his skin and the pair of tits jutting out from the pecs on Kirk. 

“You can thank me for the rest.” Doc chimed in. 

“How?!” I asked, confused and looking at Doc. 

Chuckling, Doc leaned in close to me and whispered... 

“Tell me about your roommate, boy. Tell me what you did.” 

Again, memories came rushing back... 

“Fuck, Doc! I had to!” I moaned, realizing what I had done. 

It all started that night when I got home after that first session at Doc’s. Fuck...  

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I could say I had lucked out with Kirk. I used to work some hours at the local market after school and my boss’s nephew... a junior at the university... was looking for a new roommate so my parents agreed, and I moved in. 

Kirk kind of looked like one of those hot nerds. Even though he buzzed his hair... said he hated having curly hair... his clothes gave him a geek factor which hid a toned body. I found that out on the first night as we were getting ready for bed. After ordering a pizza and getting to know each other better, Kirk said he had an early day and had to get ready for bed. I was feeling tired too, so I headed to my room after cleaning up a bit. Passing the bathroom, I could hear Kirk in there.  

“Shit,” I thought... “Gotta piss...” 

Just then, my jaw dropped as the door swung open. 

“Oh... sorry.” he said, almost bumping into me... “You need it?” 

Fuck... His t-shirt looked like it would rip apart at any time... it was so tight on his pecs. I could even see some fur sticking through the thin cotton. My eyes automatically went down to his slim waist and the way the waistband of his blue sweats hung low on his hips and bunched at the crotch. It was obvious he was going commando.   

“Uh, yeh... gotta piss.” I mumbled, taking in the sight of his furry arm as he lifted it and held his neck. 

Every movement he made highlighted his toned torso, and I couldn't look away. Noticing that I was fixated on his t-shirt, he laughed... 

“I need to do laundry. I found this at the bottom of my drawer... had no idea it had shrunk so much.”  

I gave a nervous chuckle and slid past him and shut the door. Standing at the toilet, I pulled my now semi-hard cock out. I stood there, trying to relax but it was no use... I couldn’t piss. I waited a bit and flushed the toilet and ran the water. Carefully, I opened the door... trying to hide my bulge and quickly went to my room to grab a clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts before Kirk could see me. Luckily his door was closed. I ran back into the bathroom and jumped into the shower and turned on the water. By this time, my cock was fully hard. I could feel the pressure from needing to piss... I had no choice. Grabbing some shower gel, I lubed up and started stroking... Closing my eyes, I could still see Kirk standing there in front of me, his blue eyes sparkling back at me. I kept on jacking, feeling the warm water hitting my shaved body.  

“Shit...” I moaned, finally shooting a huge load onto the shower floor. 

I stood there, hands against the wall to steady myself, watching my load swirling down the drain. I could feel my bladder about to burst. Taking a deep breath, I was finally able to unleash it. I stood there watching the yellow river rushing out of my piss slit. Without thinking, I cupped my hand and filled it with the warm salty piss and drank it before finishing up and heading to bed. 

Anyway... I got home late that night after my first session at Doc’s place and went straight to my room. Kirk’s door was closed so I knew he’d be down for the night. He was a heavy sleeper. Walking into my room, I stripped down on the way to my bed and got in. I was tired but still horny from the session.  

“Fuck,” I sighed, closing my eyes and my mind went straight to him.  

The first night I ran into Kirk coming out of the bathroom was last week, and we really hadn’t spent much time together once school started except for running into each other as we got ready for bed. He had done laundry, so I hadn’t seen him in that tight t-shirt since then. Over the next couple of days of me moving in, we got comfortable with each other. I never noticed any sexual tension on his part, but he started to just throw a towel on after showering, giving me a better view of him. 

Pushing the sheet off me, I grabbed hold of my cock. I could see his furry torso leading down to a nice treasure trail between is abs. I started jacking up and down as I grabbed hold of my sore tit with the other. I knew his cock was cut...  that was obvious from the first night. I started moaning, thinking about taking it into my mouth to the root... his sweaty pubes rubbing against me as he fucked my face. I could hear my mattress squeaking ... I couldn’t help it. It felt so damn good. I kept at it until I couldn’t hold back any longer and a loud moan escaped my lips as my headboard slammed against the wall... Stiffening, I gripped my shaft, aimed at up to my face and exploded, leaving a huge mess on my pecs and abs. 

“Fuck me!” I groaned, laying back on the mattress. 

I stayed like that... covered in cum and thinking about Kirk. I must have fallen asleep cause the next thing I knew I heard Kirk calling to me. Opening my eyes, I looked up and saw him standing there in a towel. 

“Dude, what the fuck?” he said, standing in the doorway looking at me. “You left your door open.” 

I froze, not knowing what to say. Here I was covered in a load of dried cum on my shaved body. He stood there for another moment before he smiled and walked in. 

“When did you do it?” he asked, running his fingers slowly over my thighs. 

“Uh... Friday... I had been thinking about it and decided... what the fuck.” I stammered, trying to be casual. 

“Damn, guess it must feel good...” he grinned, scraping some of the crusty cum off my abs and flicking it at me. 

“Yeh, it does.” I said, calming down and sitting up. 

“I’ve thought about it a couple of times,” he laughed, throwing off his towel to expose his bush. “I just worry about cutting something off.” 

I had often thought about it but now I had it in front of me. I sat there, staring at his cock peeking out from the dense bush covering his junk. Smiling, he stood there for a second and I swear I could see his cock pulse before turning and exposing is hairy ass covered in dark brown fur. 

“Whatdaya think?” he asked, turning his head and smiling... “Would be a lot of work to get me as smooth as you, huh?” 

“Uh yeh,” I told him. But then an idea popped into my head... “I know a guy who could do it for you. He’s done it for some of the guys on the swim team.”  

“Yeah?” he asked, his cock swelling up a bit. “How much?” 

“No charge... he owes me.” I said, grabbing Doc’s card from my jeans and handing it him... “Just call this number and ask for Mike.” 

“Mike, huh? Card says Connor Murphy... Psychologist.” he said, casually scratching his sac. 

“Oh yeh... Mike’s his assistant.”  

“So, this Murphy guy, he’s your therapist?” Kirk asked... “Sorry, my uncle told me you and your dad had some trouble. He knew about me needing a new roommate and told me a bit about it.” 

“Yeh, he is...” I sighed but glad it was out in the open. 

I motioned to him to sit... 

“Doc’s been great...he’s helped me with a lot of things... not just stuff with my dad.” 

Being able to talk about it was making me relax and I noticed how close he was to me... close enough to feel his body heat on my skin. I could see Kirk looking me up and down before setting his eyes on my growing cock. I could see his cock was getting hard and starting to stick up from his bush. Looking up, his eyes were fixed directly on mine. He leaned in...  

“Fuck, Sam. It looks so goddamn hot,” he growled, taking hold of my shaved junk. 

Placing his lips against mine, he pushed his tongue into my mouth as he made his move. Once he was on top of me, I didn’t hold back... we started grinding our bodies against each other as our tongues fought to enter each other’s mouth. Our hands explored each other’s body... his taking their time to feel the smoothness of mine as his hard cock slid against my skin from the flowing precum. Wrapping my arms around him, I worked my hands down his back and grabbed onto his hairy asscheeks and spread them. Moving in with both, I started fingering his hairy sweat slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He started moaning... 

“Fuck Sam...” 

I kept at it for a bit before moving on to his hairy sac. Grabbing it, I started rolling his balls in the palm of my hand. I let go of the kiss and moved on top of him, straddling his body. Pushing his arms above his head, I started tonguing and chewing on his sweaty pits. Moving to his pecs, I started sucking and nibbling on his tits, ignoring his cock sliding against my smooth asscheeks. His body went rigid... 

“OH FUCK!” he cried out, feeling me bite down.  

I stayed on it... making him squirm. Grabbing my head, he pulled me into his pec. I bit harder before letting go. I kept on... licking up the sweat from his furry abs.  

“Goddamn fuck!” he moaned, looking down at me as I made my way past his precum soaked treasure trail.  

Getting between his legs, I started feeding on the sweat dripping from the fur on his thighs as he squirmed on the bed. 

“Shit, Sam... do it!” he begged, slapping his thick cock on the side of my face. 

My craving for cock was kicking in but I wanted to stretch this out. Next, I went for his sac. Slick with sweat, each of his balls slipped easily into my mouth as I tongued them. I tried to take them both in, but I couldn’t... they were just too much for me. I started to feel one of them pull up and let it out... I didn’t want him to shoot just yet. Grabbing his slippery shaft, I could feel the hair covering part of it. I started lapping up the river of precum oozing from his open piss slit.  

“Fuck... Fuck... Fuck...” he moaned, spasming with every lick I took. 

I couldn’t resist any longer... I opened up and slid my lips over the head and took it down most of the way. The hair on his shaft tickled my tongue as I started to explore...  I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Slowly, I moved down on it until I was nose deep in his pubes, now full of sweaty musk. I stayed like that for second, his cock now down my throat... inhaling his scent. Then I swallowed... Feeling my throat gripping his cock, Kirk went nuts... 

“SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” he howled, grabbing my head and fucking himself with it. 

He kept ramming himself into my mouth and down my throat. At this point, I knew I should be worried but a part of me knew this was how I was meant to be used. I was just a fucking cuntmouth as far as he was concerned. Grabbing his sac, I could feel his balls start to pull up. I inhaled, creating a vacuum and covering his entire cock in my wet mouth.  

“SHIT!” he shouted, gripping my head and unleashing his load as he shook...  

“I’M GONNA CUM!” 

Grabbing his hips, I latched on and swallowed the river of cum shooting down my throat as he thrashed about. Feeling his body finally relax, I eased off his softening spit and cum covered cock. 

“Shit, Sam...” he sighed, still out of breath... “That’s the best blow job I’ve ever had.” 

“Yeh?” I smiled, moving up alongside him.  

“Yeah,” he laughed, running his hands over my sweat slicked skin before tasting it. “Shit... it feels so good.” 

“Like I said... call Mike, if you’re interested.” I smiled, playfully wriggling my fingers through his sweat soaked bush. 

“So, this guy... your therapist. You like him.” he asked, turning the conversation in a new way. 

“Yeh, I do.” I told him... “He’s helping me out with a lot of stuff... not just my dad.” 

“Like what?” he asked, sliding his finger over my tit and noticing the slight crusting. “Damn... Sam. What happened there?” 

Looking into his eyes, I smiled... 

“Doc’s helping me with lots of stuff...” I chuckled, looking down at his finger still on my tit. 

“Hmmm,” he grinned, “Maybe I need to talk about stuff with your Doc.” 

“Yeh... you should.” I said, grabbing my cock and offering it to him. 

“First thing tomorrow.” he groaned, lapping up the sweat on my pecs before working his way to my raging hard on. 

Since it was a three-day weekend, we ended up staying in bed for the rest of day screwing around and talking during our breaks.  

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I laid there... surprised at what had happened with Kirk. But damn... he had turned out so hot. I couldn’t wait to see him again. To be honest, before this, I really didn’t remember much about my time with him. But I didn’t have time to take it all in. There was a commotion at the doorway. At that moment, Hank walked in as the men made way for him. Walking directly up between my open legs, he started to inspect me with his calloused fingers. 

“Goddamn beautiful cunt on this one, Con,” he grunted, jamming his hard cock into me. 

I moaned, feeling his cock inside me and sending shivers throughout my body. He kept up the pistoning fuck as I squirmed. By this point, the slam and laced lube had fully kicked in. I don’t remember how long he kept it up. All I can remember is next, I felt him slowly pulling out. I tried to grip it with my cuntlips but I couldn’t. I was empty... All at once, I could feel something forcing its way into me... Whatever it was, I wanted it and opened up... 

“FUCK YEH!” I cried out, feeling myself sliding over the moving object. 

Hank’s hand was inside me and I could feel his fingers exploring my cunt. Seeing my reaction, he kept probing. I could feel his hand covered in lube and my juices deep inside me... 

“You like that don’t you, goddamn cuntpig...” he snarled, pulling his balled hand back until it was almost out before sliding it deeper into me with each stroke. 

Hank kept working his fist faster in and out, driving me into a frenzy... Before long, I was taking his forearm as the Docs stood on either side of me. I could feel my cunt being stretched open more than it ever had been before... 

“Fuck yeh! More fist!” I begged, sucking at his arm with my cuntlips. 

“Fuck yeah! Look at that little brother!” Doc laughed, pushing him forward. 

Doc Ian moved in as if in a trance and put his hands on my abs to feel Hank’s arm inside me. He was watching me take it as if he was observing a medical procedure... 

“Fuck, boy, the things I could do to you,” he growled, looking down at me with a pair of dilated eyes. 

Before long, Hank pulled his forearm slowly out until his wrist was resting at my cuntlips. Slowly, he started tapping on my swollen prostate. My entire body tensed as my cunt started to spasm... 

“OH FUCK!” I cried out, clamping down around his wrist as a gush of cum exploded from my caged cock.  

Hank stood there smiling, still in me... watching what I’d do next. I laid there, shivering as Doc Ian patted my abs before dropping down beside Doc.  

“Fuck, Con... please,” he begged, taking his big brother’s cock in his mouth. 

Doc just stood there... his hand cupping his little brother’s face in his hand and growled... 

“Twisted fuck...” 

Then slowly, Hank pulled out and held his arm up for all to see. I had taken him up to almost his elbow! Something I had never done before. I smiled, took a deep breath and laid my head back against the sweat slicked leather... I was just a cunt for the rest of the night. 

Mike and I never did know how many men used us that night, but it was a lot. We spent the next week tending to each other’s sore cunts and reliving as much as we could remember. 

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“Mmmm, morning fucker...” I moaned, feeling Mike’s lips on my morning wood.  

It was the first day of the new school year... Smiling, he slipped a finger inside me and tapped my spot three times... I automatically lifted my hips to give him access.  

“Goddamn... that feels so good.” I said, squirming as his tongue slid up and down my swollen shaft. 

“Good... cause I want to feel your cock in me.” he smiled, fingering my dripping cunt... “Think you can do it?” 

“Fuck, bro!” I whimpered... “I don’t know.”  

I hadn’t even thought about it. I was so confused. Doc’s therapy had done so much to me, but topping had never been in the picture.  

“It’s alright, bro.” Mike told me, sticking another finger in me. 

“Goddamn, Mike!” I growled, feeling him spread me open. 

Still fingering me, Mike kissed his way up my abs, passed my pecs and started chewing on my earlobe.  

“Fuck me... please!” I begged him as Mike kept it up. 

I didn’t care about anything but having Mike fuck me, until I heard him... 

“Shhhh... Sam. Dad told me a secret... something that I needed to tell you when it was time,” he whispered. “Show me how much you love me, Sam.” 

Hearing this, new thoughts came rushing into my mind as Mike fell back onto the bed... his eyes on my throbbing cock now oozing with precum.  

“Please, bro... fuck me,” he begged, spreading his legs to show me his hungry cunt below his stiffening cock. 

For a moment, I stared at the thick ring in his cock, remembering the first time he fucked me after getting it upgauged. But I couldn’t resist wanting to know how my cock would feel inside him any longer. I moved over him and slid the tip of my cock over his cuntlips. Fuck... it felt so good! I raised my eyes to his handsome face... 

“This is how much I love you, bro.” I moaned, spreading him open and feeling the heat of his cunt wrapping around on my shaft for the first time. 

“Fuck Sam, I’ve been waiting for this...” he gasped, “Do it, bro!” 

Grabbing his now rock-hard cock, I started pumping into him... my sac slapping against his smooth asscheeks.  

“Show me fucker...” he begged over and over again as I pounded him. 

I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long so I slowed down. I didn’t want this fuck to end. Suddenly, he sat up and pushed me down on my back. Within seconds, Mike was on top of me... head thrown back and mouth wide open riding my virgin cock. The room filled with the sweaty slaps of muscled ass hitting my sweaty crotch.  

“Oh, fuck Mike!” I howled, realizing he was in full control of the fuck now. 

I was again the sub, being used by him to get off. I was just a cock, and I wanted to be used by him. Seeing the look on my face, Mike looked down at me, sweat dripping off and landing on me... 

“Listen Sam,” he grunted in ragged breaths. “You fucking show me how much you love me. You hear me?! Fucking ...show... me!”  

That did it! A sudden rush ran through me, and I grabbed onto his hips and sat up, pushing him back on the bed.  

“Goddamn cunt! Fucking take it!” I growled, slamming into him.  

“Yeah... that’s it... You fucking love me, don’t you?!” he grunted, his head falling and going limp. 

“GODDAMN RIGHT, FUCKER!” I yelled, bottoming out inside his wrecked cunt. “I FUCKING LOVE YOU!” 

Finally, I could see Mike getting close and I started rapidly ramming him until I couldn’t hold back any longer... 

“NOW GODDAMMIT!” I roared, emptying a load inside my first cunt. 

At the same time, Mike cried out, shooting a huge load between us. 

“FUCK YEAH... I FUCKING LOVE YOU! BRO!”  

Falling onto Mike, I could feel his heart pounding as I looked down into his eyes, sweat dripping from my forehead.... 

“Fuck, Mike... I never knew.” I sighed, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss. 

Letting go, I sat up... my softening cock still inside of him. I couldn’t get enough. He just looked up at me and smiled... 

“Why the fuck did I wait so long.” he chuckled, finally sitting up and gripping my tits with his fingernails. 

“Fucking tighter...” I hissed, grabbing his tits and giving him as much as he gave me. 

“Shit fucker, you always knew how to get me worked up...” he moaned, releasing his grip and falling back on the bed. 

“Yeh, fucker... why did you wait?” I laughed, pulling out and fingering his sloppy cunt. “God, you never looked better than you do right now with my load inside you.” 

He just laid there with a smile on his face.  

“Guess this means Doc’s therapy isn’t complete.” I grinned, slipping my finger into his mouth and feeding him.  

Sucking on my fingers, he shrugged his shoulders, not saying a word... 

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Epilogue 

So, that’s how I came to live out the life I was always meant to have... “my true self” as Doc told me on my first day of therapy.  

Bry and I reconnected a few years ago. Said he often thought of me but was scared to reach out, confessing his regret about how our last night together ended. He struggled coming out to his parents in college. It took a while, but they finally came around. He’s a lawyer now with a great husband who’s a teacher and twins on the way. I’m happy for him but could never see myself living that kind of life. 

Last year, he was in town on business, and we had dinner. After a couple of drinks, he admitted he’d jack off all the time in college, remembering me on his cock and taking his load. He told me he still does... I smiled telling him that I knew he had a dominant streak even back then before I sucked him off. He was always taking charge when we were together, and I let him. He laughed at that, and it made me comfortable enough to tell him more about me, Mike and the Docs. I could tell it was making him horny but... another time... another place... who knows? At least I have the memories of those visions Doc gave me of him geared up in leather. 

After finishing grad school and getting his doctorate, Mike went into practice with his dad as a full partner. He’s even hotter now that he’s got a bit of gray coming in. He’s even started wearing glasses, like his dad. I joked and called him “Daddy” the other day in the middle of a morning fuck. He paused for a minute before pounding the hell out of me. I’m definitely keeping that in the back of my mind and might mention it to Doc. 

As for me, I haven’t spoken to my dad in years. No loss... I’ve flown out to see Mom a couple of times and get calls from her every now and then telling me how sorry she is and how she misses me. I keep telling her I can make sure she’s taken care of, if she ever decides to leave him, but so far hasn’t taken me up on the offer. She knows about Mike and me but not the gory details... She wouldn’t understand.  

Now about that night at Hank’s... We still go back every once in a while... I make sure to spend some time with Kirk. Honesty, I couldn’t get that night out of my head and ended up having a few long therapy sessions... real sessions that is... with Doc about it. I was able to be totally honest about how I felt seeing all those guys’ mods. It was like something in me was waiting to be released. Sure, he had me juiced but Doc even confessed he had nothing to do with what I was feeling. Finally convinced, he gave his permission. Damn if he hadn’t already been talking with his brother about it. Doc Ian had a full set of mods in mind and started working on me during the next summer break.  

Among them, my balls now produce concentrated precum like Hawk’s. My enhanced piss slit and sac may not be as big as his are now, but my production’s permanent. He also added 2 inches to my shaft, getting me up to a solid 9 inches when hard and 6 inches soft... had to get a special cage made just for it. Yep... they still cage us at times. We especially look forward to Locktobers. Plus, Doc Ian gives me all the proceeds from the sale when he milks me on November 1. He’s done a couple of others on me, but I like to surprise guys with those. I admit it was a long painful process getting all of it done, but Mike was there to help me heal. I fucking love the results and so does Mike, especially my new cock.  

Oh, and my tits... that’s next. I want them nice and thick... like Kirk’s. He’s helped me picked out a nice pair of 6-gauge short barbells for my new pig tits. Says he can’t wait to service them. I admit I miss his furry body but damn, I fucking love his new smooth juiced up body. A few weeks after that night I first saw him, his Boss dropped him off at our place and I got to check out his junk and fucking beautiful, almost poreless skin up close. I admit I’m kind of jealous.  

I’m actually part of the private exhibition Doc Ian takes around the world to drum up new business. I’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people who’ve paid to have their property modified, but the NDAs won’t let me go into details. When we’re on the road, Doc Ian always makes sure Hawk and I are available for special clients. So far, we’re the only ones with that mod, but Doc Ian’s been approached by his top client to do it on his stable of slaves... He’s been offered an obscene amount of money. Of course, he’ll be taking a cut of any profits to keep them flowing, if he accepts... he’s not stupid. 

I finished up my undergrad classes and med school, and just started my second year of residency. On graduation from med school, the Docs presented me with a set of white leather gear just like Doc Ian’s. I always wear my collar when I’m geared up, while Doc Ian only wears his when he’s servicing his big brother. I have to laugh... Mike sometimes calls me Doc Sam when I top him. Between you and me, I kinda like it when he calls me that. Yeah... I know, I started out a complete bottom. But with Mike, I need to show him how much I love him. My cock definitely enjoys a slipping into a warm cunt now and then. 

Doc Ian’s been a great help with my specialty, reconstructive surgery, and sometimes I’ll assist during one of his surgeries to get practice. Maybe you’ve seen some of my work? There’s a hot muscled pup sporting a beautiful functioning, knotted cock in town I assisted on a few years ago... but that’s another story. Once I’m done with my residency, I’ll be working full-time with him. That is, until Mike and I move and open our own practice. Like I said, we’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people from around the world.

 

Edited October 7 by badjujuboy

[themiraclebox]

fucking hot! loved it 

[Anone]

It's a brilliant read.  I get so horny and so hard when I'm reading a chapter. In fact I may start again as it's worth it with the way the author @badujuboy has written it.

[Erik62]

1 hour ago, Anone said:

It's a brilliant read.  I get so horny and so hard when I'm reading a chapter. In fact I may start again as it's worth it with the way the author @badujuboy has written it.

 

On 10/7/2024 at 11:14 AM, badjujuboy said:

So this is it... guys.  I want to say thanks for comments and reactions. Hope you enjoy how it ends. It's a bit longer than the other chapters... but I hope it's worth the read.

Doc Murphy’s Therapy Part 7 – A Continuation 

Bright flashes of light from leather porn playing on the 98” TV screen against the wall filled the dimly lit room which was like a more intimate version of downstairs... leather furniture scattered throughout the room with a St. Andrews cross prominently standing on a stage in one corner. Unleashing his little brother, Doc pulled Mike and me to the center of the room and snapped his fingers, pointing to the floor.  

We took our spots, facing each other.... Mike facing the bar while I stood facing the now-closed door. I caught Mike smiling and looking over my shoulder, so I turned to see what he was grinning about. Behind the bar stood a muscled figure in the shadows. I tried to make him out, but the mystery man was making sure he wasn’t seen.     

“Get on with it, little brother.” Doc barked, turning to the figure...  

“Whiskey neat.” 

"Yes, Sir," a familiar voice responded, stepping into the increasing light of the room. 

It was Hawk, the security guard. Seeing him, I stood up straighter. He winked at me as he poured the whiskey and handed it to Doc. Feeling flustered, I glanced away and saw Mike grinning. 

“Fucker...” I mouthed to Mike as he turned me to face the bar.  

I took a breath and tried to pull myself together as the cranking sound of clinking chains filled the room. Looking up, I watched a pair of leather slings descending from the ceiling on either side of us. Swallowing the last of the drink, Doc dropped the heavy tumbler on the bar... 

“Go on...” he said to Hawk, motioning to us. 

Stepping out from behind the bar, I could see he wasn´t wearing a jock... his short fat cock stuck straight out over his massive sac. Nodding to Doc with a wicked smile, he made his way to me... his sac swinging and banging against his thighs, until he stood between Mike and me. His junk now inches from mine, I could feel the heat of his body on my skin. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was perfect, with an angry purple head and a drop of precum start oozing out of the piss slit. Hawk chuckled, lifting the shaft to give me a better look. My eyes widened at the size of the open slit. It was as if he had a straw inserted into it. Hawk chuckled and held the pearl sized drop of precum up for me to see before I eagerly opened my mouth 

“Here you go,” he chuckled, teasing me with it, just out of my reach. 

Drooling from the scent, I leaned in towards his fingers... my tongue trying to reach for it, but he kept pulling back. Frustrated, I looked up with a pleading look... 

“Please...” I whined, not being able to control myself. 

Seeing the look on my face, his fingers moved in as my tongue reached out to taste it. 

“Shit!” I growled as the concentrated taste exploded on my tongue.  

I could feel it mixing with my spit and coating my tongue as the salty crisp taste filled my senses, causing a shiver to run down my spine. Hawk just stood there watching my reaction for a minute before lifting me up into his arms in a tight grip. 

“I had to beg Master to cover the bar tonight.” he growled, taking me over to one of the slings. 

“Fuck...” I mumbled... my mouth now completely coated in his precum.    

I could feel his fur sliding against my skin as he carefully dropped me onto the warm leather hide. Standing between my legs to give me a full view of his modified package, he secured my ankles before moving to my wrists. Slowly, he fastened the restraints while his cock rubbed against my shoulder. I couldn´t take my eyes off the sight of his expanding cock. Yeh, I said expanding... Doc Ian had made sure it would always stay three inches but had compensated for that. I whimpered again. 

“I know....” he whispered, slipping two more pearls of precum onto my tongue. “I’m the only one Doc’s done this to so far... said he’s tweaked the cum process and is waiting for the right one.”  

“Uuhhh,” I moaned, feeling the taste penetrating my mouth as he played with my tit rings. 

Moving back between my legs, Mike teased my cuntlips with a pair of lube slicked fingers... 

“Oh, and by the way,” he said, sliding his fingers in. “Doc Ian threw it in at no charge with my cock and sac. Said he needed to see its effect on a guy... guess I was his guinea pig. Master agreed and here I am.” 

I could feel my cunt burning now... I knew it was laced. I went crazy... I swear I could feel Hawk’s precum running down the back of my throat as he worked my now sizzling insides. I started bucking. 

“Just so you know, I may be a short-cocked slave, but my cock still appreciates a nice tight cunt.”  he growled, holding his fattened cock in his other hand. “Doc Ian made sure of that.” 

“MMMM,” I moaned, using my training to squeeze the fingers sliding against the walls of my cunt. 

“Enough,” Doc snarled, his hard cock standing straight up against his taught abs. “Let´s get on with it.” 

“Yes, Sir!” Hawk answered, slipping out of me.  

I couldn´t see what Hawk was doing, but I could hear him rustling about as Doc Ian secured his moaning nephew in the sling next to me.  

“Ready, Sir,” Hawk said to Doc, holding a silver tray with two rigs on top of a leather cushion. 

“Him, first...” he scowled, motioning to Doc Ian. 

“Sorry, Sir...” Hawk apologized and presented the rigs to Doc Ian. 

I could see Mike staring up at Doc Ian’s collar as Doc Ian placed one of the rigs on Mike’s abs, He was still trying to take it in. In all our sessions, Doc Ian had never worn a collar even when he was servicing Doc’s cock. This was a new low... he was now marked as his brother’s property. I wanted to see Mike slammed, but I felt Hawk start prepping my arm after slipping the other rig between my lips to hold it. With me now prepped, Doc chuckled. Grabbing the rig from my lips, he held Hawk’s junk and handed it to him... 

"Go on... do it...” 

“Shit yes, Sir!” Hawk grunted, pulling the cap off with his teeth and placing the needle at my vein.  

I couldn’t resist... I lifted my head, my tongue flicking at his dripping cock, but I couldn’t reach it. Suddenly, I felt pain on my left tit... 

“Fuck!” I yelled out, feeling a tit clamp biting into me. 

Then I felt the pain on the other. It felt like my tits were being ripped out. I cried out again. Seeing me in pain, Hawk gave me access to his cock as he pulled the register and slammed me. 

“SHIT YEH!” I yelled around his cock, feeling the initial rush mixing with the explosion in my mouth. 

It had been about a month since I was slammed, and my mind was all over the place... the pain in my tits clashed with the cravings for the precum. But it only took a few seconds for the meth to convert the pain into intense pleasure. I started sucking on the shortened cock as the it rushed through my body and took over.  

I had been trained to take cock down my throat, but this was a new experience... All I could do was concentrate on the feeling of a cock completely resting on my tongue as the pearls of precum ran down the back of my throat. Closing my lips around it, I moaned, feeling his trimmed bush tickling my lips. I kept on it, looking up into Hawk’s eyes. 

“Master’s made a bundle with me. Gives Doc Ian a hefty cut to keep me flowing,” he growled, looking down at me. “Can’t get enough, can you...?" 

But before I could answer, I gasped, feeling suddenly stretched open by a hard cock. It was Doc... 

“Fucking cunt!” he yelled out, pounding me with his steel hard cock. 

“Please..." I begged, Hawk’s cock still in my mouth. 

Lifting my hips to meet Doc, he responded, intensifying the brutal attack.  

He grabbed the chain attached to the tit clamps and pulled. That did it. I let go of Hawk... 

“FUCK ME!” I screamed, bucking in the sling to meet his thrusts. 

He kept on, destroying my cunt and making me beg over and over for more. Doc seemed to go on forever. Finally, I could feel his shaft start to pulse. Grabbing my hips, he pulled me to his crotch and stiffened before exploding into me. He stood there, still in me as I fell back into the sling. He stood there, covered in sweat dripping from his hard body... 

“Good, boy.” he smiled, slapping my sweaty abs. 

Despite everything happening around us, the sounds of skin slapping and moaning were impossible to ignore. I knew it was Mike taking his uncle's cock, but I couldn't see for myself as Hawk stood in my way while he moved towards Doc. My focus shifted to Hawk as he dropped down onto his knees in front of him. 

“Sir,” Hawk said, lifting his chin and offering his open mouth. 

Without another word spoken, Doc slowly pulled his cock out of me. I tensed, feeling completely empty. Turning to Hawk, Doc slipped his cock into the waiting mouth, giving me a perfect view of his skills. Hawk quickly went to work cleaning the slime off. Once done, he got up and came to me, his lips slick with spit, cum and my cunt juices. He leaned in and tenderly kissed me as he fed me the remains of the fuck mixed with his spit. Tasting it, I begged for more cock.  

“Go on,” Doc laughed. 

“Yes, Sir... Thank You Sir!” Hawk grinned, displaying his hard furry body between my legs... his thickened 3-inch cock sticking straight out. “I wanna hear you beg... Tell me what you want.” 

“Fuck!” I shouted, bucking even more. “Your cock! I want your cock!” 

Hawk smiled... grabbing my hips, he stepped forward. I could feel its thickness spreading my cuntlips... Instinct took over and I tightened... providing him with a tight cunt.  

“Damn, boy...” he moaned, feeling his three inches being firmly held by me.  

“Oh Fuck! Please!” I begged, feeling my cunt begin to swell with the mixture of his precum and my juices. 

“No one, ever...” he groaned, starting to fuck me in short jabbing thrusts. 

It was a new experience... and I loved it! I was bucking to meet the stabbing motion of his hips... 

“How’s it feel, boy” he snarled, “getting fucked by a 3-inch cock?” 

“Fucking so good!” I moaned, tightening up even more. “Fucking use me, Hawk!” 

And he did, stabbing into me... making his way forward until I was riding his cock. The head of the sling rose until we were face-to-face, his arms between the sling and my torso, holding me tightly. I was dangling from my wrists, looking into his eyes... 

"Please," I managed to say. "I need it.” 

Nodding, he attacked my cunt until his breath grew ragged. I gripped him tightly with my cuntlips as our mouths met and started to devour each other. 

“SHIT!” he yelled into my mouth, filling my lungs with his breath as he shot into me. 

Continuing with the kiss, he slowly walked us back and lowered me onto the sling. Once I was down, he pulled out and moved to my face. 

“God, yeh!” I groaned, taking it in and cleaning it.  

Without a warning, he started pissing in my mouth. I was surprised... I could usually tell when it’s coming. The piss quickly filled my mouth. It soon started flowing out over my chin and onto the floor before I could start swallowing. It took me a couple of seconds, but my training kicked in and I gulped down the rest. Finished, I closed my eyes to take in the moment. Not wanting to miss anything, I opened my eyes to see Doc Ian eagerly servicing his brother’s 10-hole Rangers... 

“Yeah, little brother... show me how much you love me.” Doc growled, dropping a load of spit onto his boot. 

Tonguing up the spit, Doc Ian could only grunt like a hungry pig. Soon, he was working his way up Doc’s sweaty thighs to his big brother’s crotch. Slowly, he started to lick and suck on Doc’s cock. Doc shut his eyes and sighed... 

“Fuck yeah, little brother... fucking good cocksucker.” 

Suddenly, a wicked look came over his face. He turned and spread his asscheeks. Without a word spoken between them, Doc Ian started licking and biting on the muscular glutes. Burying his face in them, Doc Ian buried his tongue to the hilt and started to eat his brother out. I laid there, watching... After getting a full tongue bath on his hole, Doc turned around and presented his little brother with his thickened cock. Sighing, Doc Ian licked the sac and stuffed his brother’s cock into his hungry mouth. 

Off to my side, I could see Mike being fucked by the skinhead from downstairs while another leathered stud stood behind Mike and played with his tits, gripping them tightly and twisting. I could see Mike’s hands gripping the air as he pulled against his restraints from the pleasure. Releasing his tits, the stud moved to the side and started teasingly slap his pierced cock against Mike’s lips and cheeks. Mike’s eyes were glued on the cock. With his swollen red tits now sticking straight up on his pecs, Mike took the cock in and held it as the growing shaft slid past his tongue and down his throat. Mike’s hungry mouth went to work... 

“Fucking take it!” the stud yelled, his balls slapping again and again on Mike’s chin. 

It was obvious the stud couldn’t take Mike’s training. Suddenly, he shuddered and emptied himself in Mike’s warm cuntmouth. Mike writhed in the sling in a combination of taking the skinhead’s cock and wanting more cum. His entire body shook with each pounding. The harder the skin rammed himself into Mike, the louder the moans escaped his mouth. I could see Mike tense as he took each hit. Fuck... I knew what was coming. I could see Mike wincing as his cock started to thicken inside the cage... 

“Ah fuck! I’m cumming!” Mike groaned, as a river of cum flowed out of his caged cock and onto his sac. 

This only made the skin slam him harder, stretching Mike open. On he went, ramming into Mike until he unloaded deep inside Mike's wrecked cunt. Finally, the skinhead pulled out and motioned to the crowd. A young hooded geared up skin about my age stepped up. I couldn’t help noticing his hard ripped body... he practically glowed from the flashes of light reflecting off the unnatural smoothness of his skin. He stood there tall and proud looking at me... his leather hood hugging his square-jawed face like a second skin. His eyes were so fully dilated, they looked completely black... giving him a demonic look. His sac, stuffed with a pair of unusually large nuts, swung back and forth against his mid-thigh. I could see his hard cock pulsing to the beat of his heart before checking out his ripped abs. Taking a deep breath, I could see a pair of crusted over pierced thick tits erupting from his pecs. 

“Fuck... the work over he must have had to get that,” I thought, starting to moan at the sight of them. 

“Oi! Get the fuck over here, cunt!” the skin called out. 

Lowering his eyes, the boy dropped to his knees as the skin stood there, looking down at him.  

Boss...” the boy begged, staring up at the dripping mess. 

“Fucking hungry cunt...” the skin smiled, hurling a wad of spit into the boy’s open mouth.  

Pulling the hood off, he turned the boy’s head to face me.  

“Take a look boy,” the skin snarled at me... “Got meself a right proper cuntskin here.” 

That’s when I noticed his eyebrows... they were gone. The boy was completely hairless. There was also something about him... It took me a second, but there was no doubt about it. I recognized him! It was my old roommate Kirk! Moaning, Kirk turned and took the cock into his hungry mouth. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was watching Kirk, slobbering on a cock covered in cum and cunt juice!  

“Yeah, that’s a good cuntboy,” the skin laughed, forcing himself fully into Kirk’s hungry mouth and releasing a load of piss. 

Kirk just kept on... taking the piss down his throat like a pro. I watched his throat pulse from the river of piss flowing into his stomach. Fuck... he looked even hotter than I remembered him. His fur was gone, and it was obvious he had been juiced. But how?  

With the tap now slowing, the skin started to pull out of Kirk’s still hungry mouth. Fuck... he was reaching out with his tongue, wanting more. He was definitely a fucking piss skin now. 

“Don’t worry cunt, there’ll be more for you.” the skin growled, clipping a leash to Kirk’s collar and pulling him up on his feet.  

Kirk stood there for a second, smiling at me until he felt a pull on his leash. He gave me a quick wink before being led by his Boss back downstairs. I fucking felt like I was dreaming... I was trying to figure out if this was real or if I was hallucinating. 

“Whadda ya think, boy?” Doc Ian laughed, now at my side with his brother. 

“Sac and pumped-up body’s my doing. Been working with a guy on the hair removal... I think we finally got it right with this one,” he bragged, grabbing my pec with his rough hand and playing with my tit... “Juice up just like you.” 

“Fuck yeh,” I moaned, remembering the smoothness of his skin and the pair of tits jutting out from the pecs on Kirk. 

“You can thank me for the rest.” Doc chimed in. 

“How?!” I asked, confused and looking at Doc. 

Chuckling, Doc leaned in close to me and whispered... 

“Tell me about your roommate, boy. Tell me what you did.” 

Again, memories came rushing back... 

“Fuck, Doc! I had to!” I moaned, realizing what I had done. 

It all started that night when I got home after that first session at Doc’s. Fuck...  

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I could say I had lucked out with Kirk. I used to work some hours at the local market after school and my boss’s nephew... a junior at the university... was looking for a new roommate so my parents agreed, and I moved in. 

Kirk kind of looked like one of those hot nerds. Even though he buzzed his hair... said he hated having curly hair... his clothes gave him a geek factor which hid a toned body. I found that out on the first night as we were getting ready for bed. After ordering a pizza and getting to know each other better, Kirk said he had an early day and had to get ready for bed. I was feeling tired too, so I headed to my room after cleaning up a bit. Passing the bathroom, I could hear Kirk in there.  

“Shit,” I thought... “Gotta piss...” 

Just then, my jaw dropped as the door swung open. 

“Oh... sorry.” he said, almost bumping into me... “You need it?” 

Fuck... His t-shirt looked like it would rip apart at any time... it was so tight on his pecs. I could even see some fur sticking through the thin cotton. My eyes automatically went down to his slim waist and the way the waistband of his blue sweats hung low on his hips and bunched at the crotch. It was obvious he was going commando.   

“Uh, yeh... gotta piss.” I mumbled, taking in the sight of his furry arm as he lifted it and held his neck. 

Every movement he made highlighted his toned torso, and I couldn't look away. Noticing that I was fixated on his t-shirt, he laughed... 

“I need to do laundry. I found this at the bottom of my drawer... had no idea it had shrunk so much.”  

I gave a nervous chuckle and slid past him and shut the door. Standing at the toilet, I pulled my now semi-hard cock out. I stood there, trying to relax but it was no use... I couldn’t piss. I waited a bit and flushed the toilet and ran the water. Carefully, I opened the door... trying to hide my bulge and quickly went to my room to grab a clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts before Kirk could see me. Luckily his door was closed. I ran back into the bathroom and jumped into the shower and turned on the water. By this time, my cock was fully hard. I could feel the pressure from needing to piss... I had no choice. Grabbing some shower gel, I lubed up and started stroking... Closing my eyes, I could still see Kirk standing there in front of me, his blue eyes sparkling back at me. I kept on jacking, feeling the warm water hitting my shaved body.  

“Shit...” I moaned, finally shooting a huge load onto the shower floor. 

I stood there, hands against the wall to steady myself, watching my load swirling down the drain. I could feel my bladder about to burst. Taking a deep breath, I was finally able to unleash it. I stood there watching the yellow river rushing out of my piss slit. Without thinking, I cupped my hand and filled it with the warm salty piss and drank it before finishing up and heading to bed. 

Anyway... I got home late that night after my first session at Doc’s place and went straight to my room. Kirk’s door was closed so I knew he’d be down for the night. He was a heavy sleeper. Walking into my room, I stripped down on the way to my bed and got in. I was tired but still horny from the session.  

“Fuck,” I sighed, closing my eyes and my mind went straight to him.  

The first night I ran into Kirk coming out of the bathroom was last week, and we really hadn’t spent much time together once school started except for running into each other as we got ready for bed. He had done laundry, so I hadn’t seen him in that tight t-shirt since then. Over the next couple of days of me moving in, we got comfortable with each other. I never noticed any sexual tension on his part, but he started to just throw a towel on after showering, giving me a better view of him. 

Pushing the sheet off me, I grabbed hold of my cock. I could see his furry torso leading down to a nice treasure trail between is abs. I started jacking up and down as I grabbed hold of my sore tit with the other. I knew his cock was cut...  that was obvious from the first night. I started moaning, thinking about taking it into my mouth to the root... his sweaty pubes rubbing against me as he fucked my face. I could hear my mattress squeaking ... I couldn’t help it. It felt so damn good. I kept at it until I couldn’t hold back any longer and a loud moan escaped my lips as my headboard slammed against the wall... Stiffening, I gripped my shaft, aimed at up to my face and exploded, leaving a huge mess on my pecs and abs. 

“Fuck me!” I groaned, laying back on the mattress. 

I stayed like that... covered in cum and thinking about Kirk. I must have fallen asleep cause the next thing I knew I heard Kirk calling to me. Opening my eyes, I looked up and saw him standing there in a towel. 

“Dude, what the fuck?” he said, standing in the doorway looking at me. “You left your door open.” 

I froze, not knowing what to say. Here I was covered in a load of dried cum on my shaved body. He stood there for another moment before he smiled and walked in. 

“When did you do it?” he asked, running his fingers slowly over my thighs. 

“Uh... Friday... I had been thinking about it and decided... what the fuck.” I stammered, trying to be casual. 

“Damn, guess it must feel good...” he grinned, scraping some of the crusty cum off my abs and flicking it at me. 

“Yeh, it does.” I said, calming down and sitting up. 

“I’ve thought about it a couple of times,” he laughed, throwing off his towel to expose his bush. “I just worry about cutting something off.” 

I had often thought about it but now I had it in front of me. I sat there, staring at his cock peeking out from the dense bush covering his junk. Smiling, he stood there for a second and I swear I could see his cock pulse before turning and exposing is hairy ass covered in dark brown fur. 

“Whatdaya think?” he asked, turning his head and smiling... “Would be a lot of work to get me as smooth as you, huh?” 

“Uh yeh,” I told him. But then an idea popped into my head... “I know a guy who could do it for you. He’s done it for some of the guys on the swim team.”  

“Yeah?” he asked, his cock swelling up a bit. “How much?” 

“No charge... he owes me.” I said, grabbing Doc’s card from my jeans and handing it him... “Just call this number and ask for Mike.” 

“Mike, huh? Card says Connor Murphy... Psychologist.” he said, casually scratching his sac. 

“Oh yeh... Mike’s his assistant.”  

“So, this Murphy guy, he’s your therapist?” Kirk asked... “Sorry, my uncle told me you and your dad had some trouble. He knew about me needing a new roommate and told me a bit about it.” 

“Yeh, he is...” I sighed but glad it was out in the open. 

I motioned to him to sit... 

“Doc’s been great...he’s helped me with a lot of things... not just stuff with my dad.” 

Being able to talk about it was making me relax and I noticed how close he was to me... close enough to feel his body heat on my skin. I could see Kirk looking me up and down before setting his eyes on my growing cock. I could see his cock was getting hard and starting to stick up from his bush. Looking up, his eyes were fixed directly on mine. He leaned in...  

“Fuck, Sam. It looks so goddamn hot,” he growled, taking hold of my shaved junk. 

Placing his lips against mine, he pushed his tongue into my mouth as he made his move. Once he was on top of me, I didn’t hold back... we started grinding our bodies against each other as our tongues fought to enter each other’s mouth. Our hands explored each other’s body... his taking their time to feel the smoothness of mine as his hard cock slid against my skin from the flowing precum. Wrapping my arms around him, I worked my hands down his back and grabbed onto his hairy asscheeks and spread them. Moving in with both, I started fingering his hairy sweat slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He started moaning... 

“Fuck Sam...” 

I kept at it for a bit before moving on to his hairy sac. Grabbing it, I started rolling his balls in the palm of my hand. I let go of the kiss and moved on top of him, straddling his body. Pushing his arms above his head, I started tonguing and chewing on his sweaty pits. Moving to his pecs, I started sucking and nibbling on his tits, ignoring his cock sliding against my smooth asscheeks. His body went rigid... 

“OH FUCK!” he cried out, feeling me bite down.  

I stayed on it... making him squirm. Grabbing my head, he pulled me into his pec. I bit harder before letting go. I kept on... licking up the sweat from his furry abs.  

“Goddamn fuck!” he moaned, looking down at me as I made my way past his precum soaked treasure trail.  

Getting between his legs, I started feeding on the sweat dripping from the fur on his thighs as he squirmed on the bed. 

“Shit, Sam... do it!” he begged, slapping his thick cock on the side of my face. 

My craving for cock was kicking in but I wanted to stretch this out. Next, I went for his sac. Slick with sweat, each of his balls slipped easily into my mouth as I tongued them. I tried to take them both in, but I couldn’t... they were just too much for me. I started to feel one of them pull up and let it out... I didn’t want him to shoot just yet. Grabbing his slippery shaft, I could feel the hair covering part of it. I started lapping up the river of precum oozing from his open piss slit.  

“Fuck... Fuck... Fuck...” he moaned, spasming with every lick I took. 

I couldn’t resist any longer... I opened up and slid my lips over the head and took it down most of the way. The hair on his shaft tickled my tongue as I started to explore...  I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Slowly, I moved down on it until I was nose deep in his pubes, now full of sweaty musk. I stayed like that for second, his cock now down my throat... inhaling his scent. Then I swallowed... Feeling my throat gripping his cock, Kirk went nuts... 

“SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” he howled, grabbing my head and fucking himself with it. 

He kept ramming himself into my mouth and down my throat. At this point, I knew I should be worried but a part of me knew this was how I was meant to be used. I was just a fucking cuntmouth as far as he was concerned. Grabbing his sac, I could feel his balls start to pull up. I inhaled, creating a vacuum and covering his entire cock in my wet mouth.  

“SHIT!” he shouted, gripping my head and unleashing his load as he shook...  

“I’M GONNA CUM!” 

Grabbing his hips, I latched on and swallowed the river of cum shooting down my throat as he thrashed about. Feeling his body finally relax, I eased off his softening spit and cum covered cock. 

“Shit, Sam...” he sighed, still out of breath... “That’s the best blow job I’ve ever had.” 

“Yeh?” I smiled, moving up alongside him.  

“Yeah,” he laughed, running his hands over my sweat slicked skin before tasting it. “Shit... it feels so good.” 

“Like I said... call Mike, if you’re interested.” I smiled, playfully wriggling my fingers through his sweat soaked bush. 

“So, this guy... your therapist. You like him.” he asked, turning the conversation in a new way. 

“Yeh, I do.” I told him... “He’s helping me out with a lot of stuff... not just my dad.” 

“Like what?” he asked, sliding his finger over my tit and noticing the slight crusting. “Damn... Sam. What happened there?” 

Looking into his eyes, I smiled... 

“Doc’s helping me with lots of stuff...” I chuckled, looking down at his finger still on my tit. 

“Hmmm,” he grinned, “Maybe I need to talk about stuff with your Doc.” 

“Yeh... you should.” I said, grabbing my cock and offering it to him. 

“First thing tomorrow.” he groaned, lapping up the sweat on my pecs before working his way to my raging hard on. 

Since it was a three-day weekend, we ended up staying in bed for the rest of day screwing around and talking during our breaks.  

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I laid there... surprised at what had happened with Kirk. But damn... he had turned out so hot. I couldn’t wait to see him again. To be honest, before this, I really didn’t remember much about my time with him. But I didn’t have time to take it all in. There was a commotion at the doorway. At that moment, Hank walked in as the men made way for him. Walking directly up between my open legs, he started to inspect me with his calloused fingers. 

“Goddamn beautiful cunt on this one, Con,” he grunted, jamming his hard cock into me. 

I moaned, feeling his cock inside me and sending shivers throughout my body. He kept up the pistoning fuck as I squirmed. By this point, the slam and laced lube had fully kicked in. I don’t remember how long he kept it up. All I can remember is next, I felt him slowly pulling out. I tried to grip it with my cuntlips but I couldn’t. I was empty... All at once, I could feel something forcing its way into me... Whatever it was, I wanted it and opened up... 

“FUCK YEH!” I cried out, feeling myself sliding over the moving object. 

Hank’s hand was inside me and I could feel his fingers exploring my cunt. Seeing my reaction, he kept probing. I could feel his hand covered in lube and my juices deep inside me... 

“You like that don’t you, goddamn cuntpig...” he snarled, pulling his balled hand back until it was almost out before sliding it deeper into me with each stroke. 

Hank kept working his fist faster in and out, driving me into a frenzy... Before long, I was taking his forearm as the Docs stood on either side of me. I could feel my cunt being stretched open more than it ever had been before... 

“Fuck yeh! More fist!” I begged, sucking at his arm with my cuntlips. 

“Fuck yeah! Look at that little brother!” Doc laughed, pushing him forward. 

Doc Ian moved in as if in a trance and put his hands on my abs to feel Hank’s arm inside me. He was watching me take it as if he was observing a medical procedure... 

“Fuck, boy, the things I could do to you,” he growled, looking down at me with a pair of dilated eyes. 

Before long, Hank pulled his forearm slowly out until his wrist was resting at my cuntlips. Slowly, he started tapping on my swollen prostate. My entire body tensed as my cunt started to spasm... 

“OH FUCK!” I cried out, clamping down around his wrist as a gush of cum exploded from my caged cock.  

Hank stood there smiling, still in me... watching what I’d do next. I laid there, shivering as Doc Ian patted my abs before dropping down beside Doc.  

“Fuck, Con... please,” he begged, taking his big brother’s cock in his mouth. 

Doc just stood there... his hand cupping his little brother’s face in his hand and growled... 

“Twisted fuck...” 

Then slowly, Hank pulled out and held his arm up for all to see. I had taken him up to almost his elbow! Something I had never done before. I smiled, took a deep breath and laid my head back against the sweat slicked leather... I was just a cunt for the rest of the night. 

Mike and I never did know how many men used us that night, but it was a lot. We spent the next week tending to each other’s sore cunts and reliving as much as we could remember. 

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“Mmmm, morning fucker...” I moaned, feeling Mike’s lips on my morning wood.  

It was the first day of the new school year... Smiling, he slipped a finger inside me and tapped my spot three times... I automatically lifted my hips to give him access.  

“Goddamn... that feels so good.” I said, squirming as his tongue slid up and down my swollen shaft. 

“Good... cause I want to feel your cock in me.” he smiled, fingering my dripping cunt... “Think you can do it?” 

“Fuck, bro!” I whimpered... “I don’t know.”  

I hadn’t even thought about it. I was so confused. Doc’s therapy had done so much to me, but topping had never been in the picture.  

“It’s alright, bro.” Mike told me, sticking another finger in me. 

“Goddamn, Mike!” I growled, feeling him spread me open. 

Still fingering me, Mike kissed his way up my abs, passed my pecs and started chewing on my earlobe.  

“Fuck me... please!” I begged him as Mike kept it up. 

I didn’t care about anything but having Mike fuck me, until I heard him... 

“Shhhh... Sam. Dad told me a secret... something that I needed to tell you when it was time,” he whispered. “Show me how much you love me, Sam.” 

Hearing this, new thoughts came rushing into my mind as Mike fell back onto the bed... his eyes on my throbbing cock now oozing with precum.  

“Please, bro... fuck me,” he begged, spreading his legs to show me his hungry cunt below his stiffening cock. 

For a moment, I stared at the thick ring in his cock, remembering the first time he fucked me after getting it upgauged. But I couldn’t resist wanting to know how my cock would feel inside him any longer. I moved over him and slid the tip of my cock over his cuntlips. Fuck... it felt so good! I raised my eyes to his handsome face... 

“This is how much I love you, bro.” I moaned, spreading him open and feeling the heat of his cunt wrapping around on my shaft for the first time. 

“Fuck Sam, I’ve been waiting for this...” he gasped, “Do it, bro!” 

Grabbing his now rock-hard cock, I started pumping into him... my sac slapping against his smooth asscheeks.  

“Show me fucker...” he begged over and over again as I pounded him. 

I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long so I slowed down. I didn’t want this fuck to end. Suddenly, he sat up and pushed me down on my back. Within seconds, Mike was on top of me... head thrown back and mouth wide open riding my virgin cock. The room filled with the sweaty slaps of muscled ass hitting my sweaty crotch.  

“Oh, fuck Mike!” I howled, realizing he was in full control of the fuck now. 

I was again the sub, being used by him to get off. I was just a cock, and I wanted to be used by him. Seeing the look on my face, Mike looked down at me, sweat dripping off and landing on me... 

“Listen Sam,” he grunted in ragged breaths. “You fucking show me how much you love me. You hear me?! Fucking ...show... me!”  

That did it! A sudden rush ran through me, and I grabbed onto his hips and sat up, pushing him back on the bed.  

“Goddamn cunt! Fucking take it!” I growled, slamming into him.  

“Yeah... that’s it... You fucking love me, don’t you?!” he grunted, his head falling and going limp. 

“GODDAMN RIGHT, FUCKER!” I yelled, bottoming out inside his wrecked cunt. “I FUCKING LOVE YOU!” 

Finally, I could see Mike getting close and I started rapidly ramming him until I couldn’t hold back any longer... 

“NOW GODDAMMIT!” I roared, emptying a load inside my first cunt. 

At the same time, Mike cried out, shooting a huge load between us. 

“FUCK YEAH... I FUCKING LOVE YOU! BRO!”  

Falling onto Mike, I could feel his heart pounding as I looked down into his eyes, sweat dripping from my forehead.... 

“Fuck, Mike... I never knew.” I sighed, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss. 

Letting go, I sat up... my softening cock still inside of him. I couldn’t get enough. He just looked up at me and smiled... 

“Why the fuck did I wait so long.” he chuckled, finally sitting up and gripping my tits with his fingernails. 

“Fucking tighter...” I hissed, grabbing his tits and giving him as much as he gave me. 

“Shit fucker, you always knew how to get me worked up...” he moaned, releasing his grip and falling back on the bed. 

“Yeh, fucker... why did you wait?” I laughed, pulling out and fingering his sloppy cunt. “God, you never looked better than you do right now with my load inside you.” 

He just laid there with a smile on his face.  

“Guess this means Doc’s therapy isn’t complete.” I grinned, slipping my finger into his mouth and feeding him.  

Sucking on my fingers, he shrugged his shoulders, not saying a word... 

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Epilogue 

So, that’s how I came to live out the life I was always meant to have... “my true self” as Doc told me on my first day of therapy.  

Bry and I reconnected a few years ago. Said he often thought of me but was scared to reach out, confessing his regret about how our last night together ended. He struggled coming out to his parents in college. It took a while, but they finally came around. He’s a lawyer now with a great husband who’s a teacher and twins on the way. I’m happy for him but could never see myself living that kind of life. 

Last year, he was in town on business, and we had dinner. After a couple of drinks, he admitted he’d jack off all the time in college, remembering me on his cock and taking his load. He told me he still does... I smiled telling him that I knew he had a dominant streak even back then before I sucked him off. He was always taking charge when we were together, and I let him. He laughed at that, and it made me comfortable enough to tell him more about me, Mike and the Docs. I could tell it was making him horny but... another time... another place... who knows? At least I have the memories of those visions Doc gave me of him geared up in leather. 

After finishing grad school and getting his doctorate, Mike went into practice with his dad as a full partner. He’s even hotter now that he’s got a bit of gray coming in. He’s even started wearing glasses, like his dad. I joked and called him “Daddy” the other day in the middle of a morning fuck. He paused for a minute before pounding the hell out of me. I’m definitely keeping that in the back of my mind and might mention it to Doc. 

As for me, I haven’t spoken to my dad in years. No loss... I’ve flown out to see Mom a couple of times and get calls from her every now and then telling me how sorry she is and how she misses me. I keep telling her I can make sure she’s taken care of, if she ever decides to leave him, but so far hasn’t taken me up on the offer. She knows about Mike and me but not the gory details... She wouldn’t understand.  

Now about that night at Hank’s... We still go back every once in a while... I make sure to spend some time with Kirk. Honesty, I couldn’t get that night out of my head and ended up having a few long therapy sessions... real sessions that is... with Doc about it. I was able to be totally honest about how I felt seeing all those guys’ mods. It was like something in me was waiting to be released. Sure, he had me juiced but Doc even confessed he had nothing to do with what I was feeling. Finally convinced, he gave his permission. Damn if he hadn’t already been talking with his brother about it. Doc Ian had a full set of mods in mind and started working on me during the next summer break.  

Among them, my balls now produce concentrated precum like Hawk’s. My enhanced piss slit and sac may not be as big as his are now, but my production’s permanent. He also added 2 inches to my shaft, getting me up to a solid 9 inches when hard and 6 inches soft... had to get a special cage made just for it. Yep... they still cage us at times. We especially look forward to Locktobers. Plus, Doc Ian gives me all the proceeds from the sale when he milks me on November 1. He’s done a couple of others on me, but I like to surprise guys with those. I admit it was a long painful process getting all of it done, but Mike was there to help me heal. I fucking love the results and so does Mike, especially my new cock.  

Oh, and my tits... that’s next. I want them nice and thick... like Kirk’s. He’s helped me picked out a nice pair of 6-gauge short barbells for my new pig tits. Says he can’t wait to service them. I admit I miss his furry body but damn, I fucking love his new smooth juiced up body. A few weeks after that night I first saw him, his Boss dropped him off at our place and I got to check out his junk and fucking beautiful, almost poreless skin up close. I admit I’m kind of jealous.  

I’m actually part of the private exhibition Doc Ian takes around the world to drum up new business. I’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people who’ve paid to have their property modified, but the NDAs won’t let me go into details. When we’re on the road, Doc Ian always makes sure Hawk and I are available for special clients. So far, we’re the only ones with that mod, but Doc Ian’s been approached by his top client to do it on his stable of slaves... He’s been offered an obscene amount of money. Of course, he’ll be taking a cut of any profits to keep them flowing, if he accepts... he’s not stupid. 

I finished up my undergrad classes and med school, and just started my second year of residency. On graduation from med school, the Docs presented me with a set of white leather gear just like Doc Ian’s. I always wear my collar when I’m geared up, while Doc Ian only wears his when he’s servicing his big brother. I have to laugh... Mike sometimes calls me Doc Sam when I top him. Between you and me, I kinda like it when he calls me that. Yeah... I know, I started out a complete bottom. But with Mike, I need to show him how much I love him. My cock definitely enjoys a slipping into a warm cunt now and then. 

Doc Ian’s been a great help with my specialty, reconstructive surgery, and sometimes I’ll assist during one of his surgeries to get practice. Maybe you’ve seen some of my work? There’s a hot muscled pup sporting a beautiful functioning, knotted cock in town I assisted on a few years ago... but that’s another story. Once I’m done with my residency, I’ll be working full-time with him. That is, until Mike and I move and open our own practice. Like I said, we’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people from around the world.

 

A doctors appointment that we all want. Some of us need the doc to be a younger man who has his ideas of domination for older men. What more could I want, the puuurrrfect weekend to have 😜😜😜. 

[jagmanaz]

So starts off so innocent and disturbing a doctor would do this.......Then, fuck man it gets hotter and hotter by the word.  Blew a couple loads on this one!