Dr. Gumm




"Before you can play football, Dr. Gumm has to give you an exam."

"Yes, Sir." said Andy, as he undressed. The coach watched him strip. The kid had a great body. Muscular bulk, but with sharp definition and perfect proportions on his 5 foot, 9 inch frame. As the naked boy stood before him, it was obvious how the 18 year old had earned the name of "Little Big Man" . Andy' s cock was enormous. The thick, muscular shaft was capped by a spectacular, circumcised helmet head. Oh Boy! Was ol' Doc in for a treat!

"If you want to be on the team, you have to do exactly what Doc Gumm and I say. OK, Andy?"

"Yeah, sure, Coach. Whatever you guys say."

"Good boy!" Coach Evans pat slapped Andy' s bare, posterior. Now, get up on the exam table. Gotta secure you in."

Despite Andy' s expression of concern, the coach secured both of Andy' s wrists down by the table sides. Doc conveniently provided the restraints on each side of the exam table. Then coach cranked up the back portion of the table, raising Andy' s upper body, pulled out the stirrups from each side of the table, and raised them into position as Doc had instructed.

"Put your legs in the stirrups."

"Why you tien' me up like this, Coach?"

"This is a complex type of exam, Andy, we have to keep you still. Understand?"

"Sort of, I think, not really." Andy looked puzzled, but raised each leg and placed them up in the stirrups, each one supporting his legs behind the knee joint. Thanks to the adjustments made by Doc, the coach placed the leather restraints around Andy' s legs, holding them fast to each stirrup. Now Andy was all set, trussed helplessly to the table, upper body raised, both legs bound and elevated at each knee, the stirrups spreading the boy' s muscular thighs wide open showing everything he had on display, with his buttcheeks near the edge of the table. As he gazed down through his wide-splayed thighs, the door opened and Doc Gumm entered the room.

"Well, well, so you are Andy. Nice to meet you...I' m Doctor Gumm, and I understand that you need to have me examine you so you can play football for Coach Evans here." Doc winked at the Coach.

"Yes Sir, Doc." Andy felt awkward meeting a Doctor naked, strapped to an examining table, legs spread open like a V . Regardless, the exam began and it proceeded as any other exam he' d had. Doc checked his heart, blood pressure, asked questions about his health and various family medical history and so on and so on. Andy watched this older, balding man work as he poked and pushed his fingers into Andy' s midsection. He was at ease until...

"I need to check your prostrate and take your temperature... guess we'll do it rectally."

Andy flinched as the rubber glove was snapped on by the doctor. Taking a gob of KY, the doctor started to prepare the boy' s rectum for the assault. Doc talked about football as his skilled, gloved, finger tickled and lubed the dusky rosette. With the gentle tickling and stroking of his anus, Andy' s cock began to swell. Doc Gumm and the coach exchanged knowing glances at one another. Then the doctor slowly, gently goosed his finger into the boy' s rectum. It entered easily and Doctor Gumm began to perform the most exotic prostrate exam ever inflicted on an 18 year old jock posterior.

"OH...OHHHH...Doc!...That feels so strange..." Andy' s cock became totally erect.

"Atta boy, Andy!... Quite a kid, ain't he, Doc?"

"That he is...yes sir...that he is...my, my...that' s heavy duty equipment, son. Now, let's take that temp." Doc replaced his finger with the rectal thermometer. After a few minutes, he pulled it out and read it. Normal.

"Ah, sorry, Doc...can' t help gettin' hard..."

"A very normal reaction, Andy, you see..." Doctor Gumm reinserted his finger into the boy' s rectum and tickled the prostrate gently.

"Ahhhhhoooooooouuuuu..." Andy' s cock was standing tall and throbbing. Doc took the organ in his hands and felt its girth. Looking at the coach while both hands worked, Doc explained to Andy that his reactions were normal and expected.

"Andy, do you masturbate? No need to be embarrassed, just asking as a Doctor, not a priest."

"Ah yeah, sort of have too...you know...but couldn't do it at all this last week."

"Really? Why not?" Doc was softly stroking the erection. The head began to deepen in color.

"Ohhh... don' t know, just.. should of, need to..." Andy felt dizzy and heady as he watched the Doctor' s hand. The gentle way the man was manipulating his penis was making him hotter and hotter. Hell, he didn't care, this was private, nobody would ever know, he just wished the Doctor would jack him off or something. He used KY on himself. If only his hands were free, he' d ask permission to go and jack off. Suddenly, as if reading his mind, Doc made a circle around Andy' s shaft with his thumb and index finger just behind the glands and gently started to stroke him.

"Is that about how you grasp it?...Just behind the head?"

"Oh yeah...yeah...like that...sometimes use that stuff you put on my ass..."

With one hand, the doctor resumed tickling Andy' s prostrate, the other stroked the cock. The stroking was short but slow, with the jacking hand staying close to the top of the shaft, but not going over the head.

Andy groaned. "Doc...this is making me soo horny."

"Oh!! Slow down there, son. In order for the Coach and I to evaluate you completely, we have to include a little endurance testing. It will only take about an hour or so."

"W...what's he gonna do< Coach?"

"Don' t worry, Andy, its part of the exam. You have to take it."

Doc released the boy' s cock and withdrew his tickling digit from Andy' s rectum. Stepping to the sink, he removed the latex glove, washed his hands. He paused to put on new gloves and brought another pair for the coach, also bringing something that looked like a long, broken, wide rubber band. He handed the extra pair of gloves to the coach, who promptly snapped them on. Then Doc directed his attention to Andy.

"Usually, these tourniquets are used around a patient' s arm when we draw blood for testing. But for the purpose of this test..." Doc bent over the boy and started to install the elastic tourniquet first around the base of Andy' s balls. "...we' re going to put it on like this...yes that's right...Ah..." Doc continued the installation. Now the flat elastic was wrapped around the very base of the cock shaft "...and like that...and VIOLA! Yer all set!"

Andy looked down at his now, trussed-up erection standing tall between his wide-spread thighs. The tourniquet was now a perfect cock ring. The flat elastic fit snugly around the base of his cock and balls, framing them. Doc even encircled the base of the shaft with it, too. There was a tight feeling, but the elastic was flexible enough to provide the proper breathing room.

"MY GOODNESS!" Doc Gumm tickled the underside of the throbbing head with an index finger. "Andy, I believe it has become even larger!"

It was true, the throbbing organ bobbed with life in its elastic prison. Andy watched his cock pulse and sway; he didn't even notice Dr. Gumm making a final adjustment as he prepared his mouth for his task. The man' s dentures lay on the side of the table by Andy' s hip. The boy was so preoccupied with the bloated, horny, state of his cock, that he didn't hear the doctor say he was ready to begin. Doc leaned over Andy and let one of his arms go across the boy's chest. Lowering his head, the man quickly and smoothly engulfed the youngster' s cock head. Coached witnessed the visual treat of seeing the old man' s amazing mouth protrude outward and softly draw the helmet head into it. The cockhead felt hot and hard in his mouth. To Andy, the man' s mouth felt hot and wet, as smooth surfaces pressed and slid, enfolding, forming and reforming over his sensitive skin.


"Hmmmmmmmmmmm?" Doc managed to respond with a mouthful of cockhead. The man' s mouth softly worked, reforming again and again, wetly and gently enveloping the huge, cut glans. Applying only enough pressure from his mouth to hold the organ in place, Doc used his gums to guide the cock. As his lips flared away from the circumference of the shaft, he slowly slid farther down taking another inch of cock.


Andy was feeling strong pleasurable sensations as this 'denture daddy' was now so slowly suckling and smoothly mouthing the most critical area of a cock during a blow job. Sometimes humming, like a hungry man eating a great-tasting meal.

"Yeah Doc...get 'im good...How ya doin', Andy?"

"OH COACH...it feels so GOOD...OHHHHH!"

Doc' s lips flared again and another inch was taken into the talented maw for treatment. Andy shifted as best as his bound body could. He was really getting worked up. The sensations from his cock were very intense. The remaining shaft that was yet to be sucked resembled a pumped muscle looking tense and taut, the central cord on the underside bulged in sharp relief. Andy continued to writhe and groan. The coach enjoyed seeing the bound jock' s muscular legs bunch and flex in their restraints. For all of the energy the boy was putting out, Doc seemed calm, working very deliberately and slowly, with no regular pattern of movement. Coach knew from personal experience how Doc could bring a guy off without even moving his head. He thought back to a recent suck that the Doc gave him, recalling how the man' s head would remain perfectly still, while wave after wave of pleasure rocked him as Doc' s busy mouth worked and worked, taking him higher and higher making him sweat and beg for release. The stirrups rattled loudly and Andy' s whimpers brought him back.

"OUUUUUUUUU...AHHHOOOO....OH Doc... I'm gonna Cuuuuu..."

For the first time since he started, Doc pulled his mouth off of the boy' s bloated penis. There was a smile on the man' s face as he lightly held the shaft at its base. He gently, just barely, shook the organ. So far, just the head and the top third portion of the shaft had been worked on. The sucked portion of the cock was deeper in color and the head was huge, the ridges of the glans standing out in sharp, wet, relief.


Andy' s cock pulsed and spasmed as a large pearl drop of jizz appeared on the tip. Doc smiled and with a swift movement, brought his head down, to suck up the pearl off the head. Pulling a rolling stool up to the front of the examining table, Doc sat between the wide-spread thighs, eye level with Andy' s bound balls, which were drawn up very tight in their smooth, hairless sack. He knew this boy wasn't shaving his balls like the coach.

"Are your balls sensitive, Andy?"

The man didn't wait for an answer; he really didn't expect one, but he leaned forward and gently encircled the tight, hard nut sack with his lips. Then using his tongue in a most lascivious manner, he lapped and mouthed the nuts. Andy tried to thrust his hips, but he was lashed tightly to the table surface.

The coach then began his participation in Andy' s testing. Using his gloved, lubricated, hand, he gently and slowly masturbated Andy' s cock as Doc suckled the taut nuts. The Coach held the cock gently in his jerking hand, slowly sliding his encircled 1st and 2nd digit and thumb around the shaft, he performed the short little stroke as Doc had done earlier, sliding up and down, slowly.


When the cock needed more lubrication for stroking, Coach would push it forward to the Doctor who would briefly engulf the organ and suck long enough to make it wet again. The coach would resume stroking and Doc could go back and sample the other delights of this virile boy' s body, taking turns working on the nuts and then deviling the boy' s anus. Doc placed just the tip of his tongue into Andy' s exposed, pink rosette. The tongue tip lightly quivered as it was held stationary against the opening. Andy' s body jerked and his head came upright, as the two men worked in silent concert. The coach stroking the cock, the Doc took care of Andy' s balls and rosette, his long tongue making maddening excursions from balls to anus. Even the boy' s bloated perineum was not neglected.

"Oh Please...Coach, Doc. Ohhh Please! Ohhhh!"

If someone would have walked into the room at that very moment, they would have seen a very muscular, sweating, young man on his back tied to an examining table, legs up in stirrups, held wide apart, while two men did things that made the boy whimper and writhe. The main area of their ministrations would be obscured from the observer' s view, as they would see the Doctor' s back as he leaned forward in-between the hairy muscular thighs.

Andy started to get close. At the verge of climax, Doc took control of the situation by placing his palm flatly over the sensitive head and palmed the top in a circular motion.


It was in this manner that the two men worked. Coach stroking, Doc lapping and suckling, Andy moaning and groaning, his big cock becoming larger than life. The two men learned that the more tactile the touch, the more they drove the kid crazy. Finally, after Andy' s fifth attempt at coming they changed their method. As the cock spasmed, reaching climax, Doc gave Andy' s bottom 2 or 3 hard slaps.


"It's up to the Doc Andy. He' s doing this test."

Two palm prints shown in hot pink on each cheek of Andy' s posterior.

"Sorry, bout that spanking, but didn't want you to get too far ahead, we've got some time left."

"Oh Doc, I can' t take anymore, it feels so fucking good, please let me cum. Please, you can do this to me anytime you want, but I gotta cum..."

Doc smiled, stood up, going to the boy's other side, he leaned forward and slowly took Andy' s cock back into his mouth.

"MMMMMMMMMMM..." He hummed as he slid slowly down, his lips lightly framing the thick circumference of the shaft. Andy' s eyes were open wide as he watched his cock being devoured, sensations raced into his brain.


"MMMMMMM?" Doc hummed as he hit bottom. All of the cock was buried in his mouth. Even the coach was amazed. Andy looked on in amazement as he saw his cock disappear completely. Doc' s lips flared out away from the shaft, then pursed again closing around the base. The man emitted a low growl as he shook his head slightly. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH... "

Andy' s voice warbled in sync with the head-shaking suck he was getting. Doc worked, flaring and pursing his lips staying at the base. His mouth seemed like some bizarre sexual organ as lips pursed and the churning tongue slowly worked in concert with slippery gums. Threatening to form into some obscene, sucking proboscis, the lips would purse as the man raised his head slightly exposing some of the encased cock shaft. Then traveling up only to the middle of the tube, lips would flair again and the slow, agonizing descent to the thick base would begin. Andy groaned pitifully and strained against his bounds.

"Oh... gotta cum...please let me cum."

"Not yet Andy. Right, Doc?"

"MMMMM..." Doc agreed.


The man moved his mouth up the shaft slowly; more and more of the wet shaft appeared, but Doc didn't pull off completely, he stopped just behind the head and remained there. He wasn't ready to let the boy come, just a while longer, a little more sucking, he was just getting warmed up. Doc. started a VERY slow gentle motion, moving his tongue forward, then slowly drawing it back into his mouth letting the tip of his tongue brush lightly against that sensitive spot on the cock' s underside. The treatment drew horse gasps from Andy who' s body was now taut . At first he thought that this new technique from Doc would not be enough to answer his pleas for a climax. But the tickling, brushing tongue started to build a new intensity in his cock. This could send him over the edge. But, it was so slow, so fucking slow. Oh, if only Doc would go a little faster, but he didn't, he kept slowly suckling in this manner. The devilish tongue was visible moving forward under the cock, and the tongue would be drawn back into the mouth. It was during this intake stroke that an added bonus would take place: Andy' s tortured, bloated cock would get massaged by Doc' s gums. It was maddening.


Another delay, and Doc pulled off of the organ. Andy cried out in despair. "OH NO...PLEASE..." whimper ... "PLEASE DOC, LET ME COME.. I GOTTA CUMMM!"

Devilish Doc gave the boy a few minutes to collect himself, but too much stimulation had taken place and there was no deflating the boy' s erection. He moved in-between the boy' s sweat-covered thighs and Andy begged. "PLEASE DOC. OH PLEAESEE LET ME CUM OHHHH I HAVE TO COME PLEAZEEEEEE!"

"HUMMMMM..." was all that Doc said as he bent forward and took the organ in his mouth.


At first, the amazing maw traveled all the way to the root, sucking briefly at the base of the tree. Doc lightly held the cock with his lips while he moved his uppers and lowers back and forth in a scrubbing motion, lightly sliding over the surface. He moved his head back up and stopped with just the top of the shaft and the entire head buried in his mouth. He continued with this gentle, subtle, slippery scrubbing motion. It was working well on the head, which was swelled and now throbbing. Doc hummed as his jaws moved slightly. Keep in mind this was a gentle, subtle movement of the gums, but the sensations were extremely intense to the teased boy.



Not quite. Doc suddenly pulled off, the head spasmed, more precede ran down, but the boy' s climax once again was foiled. Andy was whimpering in frustration and tried to fight against his bonds. At this point he was focused on the engorged state of his cock and how much he needed release. Doc again began by engulfing the head and humming, giving the boy another treatment in gum-scrubbing . Andy quickly reached the point of orgasm again. Doc stopped. Andy became hysterical.

Eventually, it was time to draw Doc' s humming lesson to a close. Doc looked over at the coach and winked. Sitting back down on the stool between Andy' s trembling thighs, he leaned forward and took the boy' s cock back into his mouth. He was now going to milk this young bull like no pussy could ever do. Doc concentrated his assault once again on the top of the shaft, with the huge head buried in his slowly-churning maw. His tongue resumed the attack on the sensitive underside. His lips lightly framed the cock, holding it in place; it was his gums and tongue that were going to cause the explosion. Doc' s mouth worked slowly yet deliberately, gums applying a light pressure, moving slightly back and forth, while that tongue tickled ever so lightly, barely dusting that spot on the underside.

Andy' s eyes rolled back at the sensation. He was so hot, yet the tongue movement seemed so subtle that it wouldn't be enough to make him come. He was wrong. As the minutes ticked by and Doc maintained his technique without change, the pleasure increased. Andy was making a sure journey to a ball-busting climax at a painfully slow pace. The cockhead was rock hard, distended to near bursting. Doc felt like he had a big doorknob in his mouth, but he continued his movements, not adding to them, nor subtracting, staying in control.

Andy tried to thrust his hips in an effort to hurry the ordeal, but his bonds did not permit any movement as they successfully pinned the boy flat to the table and held him there. Andy gasped and whimpered. Somewhere in the room a bell went off, like a timer. That's the last thing the boy remembered as a wave of intense sensation registered in his brain.

"Oh Doc...Oooooh Doc, I' m gonna cum....Oh...oooooooooooooouuu big time!" the boy said in a high squeaky voice.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM" Sounding almost like a chuckle as Doc felt the cock begin to spasm in his mouth. He tightened his lips slightly as he prepared to royally milk the boy.


Andy came like a fucking bull, but Doc remained in control. His cheeks hollowed as he drew the energy from the boy, sucking out his load like some sort of milking machine. Andy was experiencing a very intense orgasm as his tortured cock obediently pumped out his young cream.


Doc continued on the shaft until the spasms subsided and the cock ceased it' s spurting. He sucked the still-hard tube from tip to base, drawing all of the sweet cream from this amazing spigot. This brought yelps and whoops of sweet agony from Andy as he flailed as best he could.

The coach was thrilled by the last hour or so of festivities. He was thrilled for two reasons: he knew his boys and Andy would be back for more, secondly, he was next to be milked by Doc' s hot mouth. The two men stood by while the boy calmed down. Doc took a towel and some warm water and gently padded the boy' s body, Andy collected himself.

"Oh Doc...did I pass.? Oh wow!"

"Yes, son I think you did, let's see now, yep, you look all...Oh, Coach. Look at this."

Doc was handling Andy' s balls. "Still dense, still full-feeling, don' t you think?" He winked at the coach and the coach concurred. "Yes, Doc. I think he' s not done. Looks like there's more in 'em."

"Wah, what do you mean?" No! Lemme go! I'm OK. You said so! No! What are you gonna do?"

"Doc was off and then reappeared wheeling a little cart which was the same height as the exam table. On it was a little square machine. The two men worked together and placed the cart in-between the boy' s legs where Doc once stood. They plugged the machine into the power outlet. Andy gasped as the Doc produced a clear, plastic cylinder with what appeared to be a flesh-colored pocket inside the clear cylinder. He then attached a long, clear tube from the cylinder into the machine. The odd-looking inner sleeve began at the open end of the tube, where it rolled out and swelled outward over the ridge of the cylinder. The opening in its latex guts resembled Andy' s exposed, pursed anus. Doc squirted a whole tube of lubricant into the plastic orifice and turned on the machine. The inner pocket of the clear cylinder churned and collapsed, drawing upward as suction delivered from the machine on the cart traveled through the clear tubing to the cylinder. It made slurping, wet noises as the machine did its intake cycle. The two men were smiling at Andy.

"NO! YOU'RE NOT PUTTING THAT THING ON ME! NO! NO! NO! NO WAY! DON' T...PLEASE!" Andy was panicking, trying to back away, but he couldn't move.

"Now don' t worry, son, this won' t hurt. We have to empty those poor balls of yours, and this little baby here will do it in grand style, yes sir, just right." Doc leaned forward and introduced the already hardening penis head into the orifice. The big head was slurped in suddenly and Andy yelped. Doc waited for the next intake stroke and permitted more cock to get fed into the latex chamber. Again, the machine sucked and the inner sleeve drew up and inward, wetly caressing the boy' s hard organ.

"Ohhhhhh" Andy was looking at the machine, an amazed look on his young face. The next intake stroke came and Doc let the machine swallow three quarters of the cock' s length. The machine' s rhythm was steady and relentless. On the intake, it slurped and chugged. Guided by the inner sleeve, the outer cylinder sunk downward on the erect organ, now standing tall and proud between the youth' s legs. Then with the other stroke, the cylinder seemed to slide back up the shaft till just the huge glans remained encased. The organ waved and bobbed slightly, but remained upright. The portion of the shaft going in and out of the sleeve was slick with lubricant and deep in color. Andy was now hard as steel once again. Doc brought a keyboard and plugged it into the machine, there was also an opening for a 3. inch floppy.

"It' s computerized, Andy, yes sir, wrote this little program on my PC. Let see, is that sucking too hard on you boy?"

"OOHHHH Doc, it feels like a mouth, ohhhh, I'm hard again...oh ..not again..."

"Well, guess that's OK. Yeah, its workin' you all right, let's see, oh, the delay program." Doc hit a few keys and inserted the floppy disk. Andy couldn't see the small screen facing Doc. The machine from his vantage only looked like a black box. Doc could see his program come up on the screen, so did Coach. Doc hit a few keys. "OK, that should take care of him for a while. Coach, how 'bout a beer in the garden? Its just outside."

"You bet, Doc. We'll be back in a little while, Andy. Just enjoy the ride!"


The men were seated outside in the enclosed backyard garden. Through the open window in Doc' s attached office, they heard the exclamations of the stud boy as the machine milked him. Doc's ingenious program started at a slow speed, then it would speed up, taking the boy towards climax. The program would milk the boy 3 more times, but before it would permit a climax to happen, it would take him to the brink 3 times before each orgasm was allowed. Doc could follow the program even over the Coach' s conversation by picking up an agonized wail from Andy. As they finished their first beer, Andy was pumping his spunk into the latex milker for the first time.

From the squeals and yelps heard, Andy was beginning his trip to his second climax. "Oh well," said Doc, as they clinked their Bud Lights together, "'third time's the charm'!"

As Coach chuckled, Andy's moans floated over the sunny lawn, mixed with a rapid, chugging, sucking sound.