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Subject: {ASSM} Let's Play Doctor: Part 1 of 5 (g/t. t/t. medical)
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The usual disclaimers apply: don't read if you are prohibited by
location, are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by
explicit descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not
based on any actual events.

VERY IMPORTANT NOTE
This story is primarily "gay-male" in concept, and the primary focus is
at all times on the teen-male participants. However, there are some
scenes where a teenaged girl "examines" a naked boy. If you find this
idea distasteful, then this story may not be for you - you have been
warned!


Let's Play Doctor: Part 1 of 5
by
Gymnopedies

Ryan couldn't believe his luck. He was actually going home with
Samantha Becket. He was almost tempted to pinch himself to make sure
that he wasn't asleep and having some sort of fantastic dream. This
girl could have had just about any boy from their class, but she'd
picked him, and now, just two days into the school term, she'd invited
him to go home with her.

Samantha Becket, or Sam as she insisted on being called, was the new
girl in school. She'd join the class as the students returned from
their long summer break and was immediately the centre of attention. It
wasn't just that she had the face of an angel, with sparkling, electric-
blue eyes and long, blonde hair, and it wasn't even her perfect figure,
slim, with small, but nicely rounded breasts pushing at the front of
her white school blouse; though these things did, of course, give her a
certain advantage when it came to making her popular with the male
members of her class. To complement her amazing looks, she also had
personality to spare, and it was this combination that made her an
immediate object of lust amongst the boys and envy amongst the girls.
As far as thirteen-year-old Ryan was concerned, Sam was his every
teenaged fantasy come to life.

It seemed that Sam had begun flirting with Ryan almost from the first
moment that they had laid eyes on each other. She flirted with the
other boys as well, but it was Ryan who received the most attention;
several times on the first day she referred to him as cute and found
excuses to lightly touch him on the hand or the arm, each electrically
charged contact causing the already enthralled teenager's heart to beat
faster. Then, on the second day, when Sam had suggested that he come
round to her house after school so that they could 'get to know each
other properly', Ryan's excitement level went through the roof. Could
this finally be his chance to get some 'action' with a girl? It was
certainly looking that way.

Up to now, slim, dark-haired Ryan's only real sexual contact with a
girl had been the previous term when Donna Travis had let him have a
feel of her tits in return for allowing her to see his dick. It had
been a quick encounter, behind the bushes at the side of the school.
Ryan had dropped his trousers and shorts and lifted up his shirt to let
Donna see his developing dick and his small bush of pubes. Donna had
bent forwards to have a good look and had giggled softly. Then she had
allowed Ryan to put his hands up under her blouse, inside her bra, and
feel her tits. Donna had the biggest tits of any girl in the class and,
for the horny thirteen-year-old, getting his hands on them was quite a
thrill. Though it wasn't exactly a great achievement, since most of the
boys in the class, probably even most of the boys in the school, had
had their hands under Donna Travis' blouse at one time or another and,
if the rumours were true, most of those boys had had their dicks in her
cunt.

Sam was in a totally different league to Donna. Sam was the hottest
girl that Ryan had ever seen. The boy's imagination went into overdrive
as he speculated about what might happen at her house. He hoped, at a
minimum, that he'd get to feel her tits. Maybe he'd get to see them.
Maybe they'd get totally naked together and he'd get to fuck her. That
would be so amazing. He couldn't wait.

It turned out that Sam lived only a short distance from the school -
about ten minutes walk. The two of them walked most of the way in
silence, Sam casting frequent smiles at the boy. Ryan smiled back
amidst a growing sense of nervous anticipation.

"Will your mum and dad be home?" Ryan asked, as the girl led the way
into the driveway of a large, detached house.

Sam shook her head. "No. They don't finish working until later. Sean
might be home by now though."

"Sean?"

"Yeah, he's my brother. He bikes to school, so he usually gets home
before me."

"You have a brother?" This wasn't good news to Ryan. Having a brother
around could seriously interfere with his plans.

Sam gave a shrug. "Sean's fifteen. He's cool; you'll like him."

"Yeah," Ryan muttered, not convinced. He hadn't even met the guy and he
already disliked him. A protective older brother was just about the
worst possible scenario.

As they entered the house, the sound of a TV coming from one of the
downstairs rooms indicated that there was indeed someone home. Sam took
Ryan's schoolbag and placed it with her own beside the front door. She
then took his jacket and hung it in a closet under the stairs before
leading the nervous boy into the lounge.

In the lounge, Sam's older brother sat sprawled in a chair watching TV,
the remote in his hand. He looked up and smiled as they entered.

"Sean, this is Ryan, from my class at school," said Sam.

"Hi, Ryan," said Sean.

"Hi," said Ryan, feeling a little uncomfortable. Sean was an older,
male version of Sam. He shared her blond hair and blue eyes, though his
hair was a shade darker than hers and his eyes not quite so intense. He
was undeniably good-looking. Even sitting as he was, leaning back with
his leg over the arm of his chair, it was clear that he had a slim but
athletic build. He appeared friendly enough, but Ryan couldn't help
thinking that this could change very quickly if he someone started
messing around with his little sister.

"Don't you think he's cute?" Sam asked her brother, nodding towards
Ryan.

Sean laughed and shook his head as he watched Ryan's face colour with
embarrassment. "Yeah, I guess."

"I think he's really cute," said Sam. She took Ryan's arm and pulled
him over to the sofa. "Let's watch TV for while."

"OK." Ryan wasn't exactly pleased with this suggestion; he would much
rather have been invited upstairs to the girl's bedroom, though he
could hardly come right out and say that. He took a seat on the sofa
next to the girl, who immediately shuffled closer to him so that their
legs were touching.

For the next few minutes, the three teens watched the TV. It was some
American teen comedy show that Ryan had never seen before and wasn't
especially interested in watching now. The boy was quickly starting to
get bored. When Sam had invited him home with her, the very last thing
he had expected was that he'd end up sitting watching some dreary TV
show. He started trying to think of a way of suggesting that the two of
them go off somewhere on their own, but was unable to come up with
anything that wouldn't appear extremely obvious. He was even starting
to consider cutting his losses and making an excuse that he needed to
go home. Then he felt Sam snuggle up closer to him.

The girl put her head on Ryan's shoulder and casually placed her hand
on his shirt-front. He glanced down at her, questioningly, and she
replied with a mischievous smile. After a few moments she moved her
hand downwards and very slowly and carefully began to pull the side of
the boy's shirt out from his trousers. As soon as she had freed a large
enough gap, her hand slid inside. Ryan suppressed a gasp of surprise as
Sam's hand made contact with the skin of his stomach and then slid
upwards, under his shirt, to caress his chest. The young teen shot a
worried look over at Sean, but the older boy appeared completely
engrossed in the TV show. Sam's hand was moving across Ryan's chest,
her fingers sliding over his smooth skin. No girl had ever done this to
him before, and the boy decided that he liked it. He would have liked
it even more if they had been alone. He wondered whether he dare
respond by putting his hand inside Sam's blouse. How would the girl
react? Her actions had made it clear that she was interested in some
physical contact and, given what she was doing to him, she could hardly
complain if he responded in kind. He held his breath as, with his heart
beating fast and his eyes on Sean to make sure the older boy wasn't
looking, he placed his trembling hand onto the girl's waist. Her blouse
was loose at the bottom and he slid his fingers under it, making
contact with her stomach. Sam made a tiny sound, low in her throat, but
whether this was intended as warning or encouragement Ryan couldn't be
sure. He decided to take it for the latter and began to move his
fingertips upwards. Sam gave a soft giggle. Feeling a little braver,
Ryan moved higher, his fingers reaching the girl's bra. He pushed his
fingers underneath the lacy fabric, seeking out the soft mound of one
of her tits. He gasped aloud as he his fingertips slid over a firm
nipple.

A cough from across the room brought Ryan's tactile explorations to a
sudden end. He jerked his hand out of the girl's blouse, looking
guiltily in Sean's direction. Sean was looking directly at him, an
amused grin on his face.

"Oh shit!" Ryan muttered. "I wasn't... you know..."

Sean started to laugh. "It looked to me like you definitely were. But
don't mind me. You want to grope my little sister, go for it."

Ryan felt his face redden. He looked from Sean to Sam, unsure how he
should react.

Sam was also laughing. She withdrew her hand from Ryan's shirt and
wriggled as she pulled her own blouse back into place. "I've got a
better idea," she said. She paused for a moment, her bottom lip held
between her teeth, watching Ryan's face. "Let's have some fun. Let's
play 'doctor'."

"Eh!" Ryan looked at the girl. "What do you mean?"

"You've never played 'doctor'?" Sam looked surprised. "One of us
pretends to be the patient and has to be examined by the others, who
pretend to be doctors."

"Erm, yeah, I know how you play it," stammered Ryan. "It's just...
well... it's for little kids."

"It's not just for little kids," Sam giggled. "Anyone can play it. Come
on, Ryan, please say you'll play. It'll be fun."

Ryan shot a glance at Sean. Was the girl suggesting that all three of
them play together? He turned back to Sam. "Whoever is the patient will
have to get undressed, right?"

"Yeah. You can't examine someone with their clothes on. Everything has
to come off."

Everything? The word echoed in Ryan's brain. If Sam were going to be
the patient, and get naked, then it would definitely be fun, even if
having her brother there was a bit weird. Just the chance to see her
naked would be worth it, but if he got to touch her as well... He
grinned nervously. "And you'll be the patient?"

Sam giggled again and shook her head. "No. It was my idea to play, so I
get to be a doctor. To start with, anyway."

Ryan felt a pang of disappointment followed immediately by suspicion
and something akin to panic. "So who's going to be the patient?" He
leaned back slightly to put a small distance between himself and the
girl. "Not me! I'm not going to be the one who gets naked," he said,
making it clear from his tone that this wasn't even up for discussion.
If it had been just himself and Sam things might have been different,
but there was no way that he was going to take his clothes off in front
of Sean.

Sam looked a little disappointed, but her smile was still in place as
she turned to look at her older brother. "Looks like that just leaves
you," she said.

Sean gave a grimace and a deep sigh. "Oh thanks. How come I always end
up being the patient?"

"Because you love it?" Sam grinned.

"Yeah right," muttered Sean. He looked for a moment as though he was
going to refuse, but then his eyes narrowed. "OK, but if I do it you
owe me one."

"Sure, anything you like," smiled Sam. "Looks like we have our first
patient," she said to Ryan. She got up from the sofa. "I'll go get the
bag." She hurried off out of the lounge.

As Sam disappeared, Ryan looked at Sean. Was the older boy really going
to take his clothes off and play doctor with his younger sister? The
idea left the young teen feeling a bit uncomfortable, but he also had
to admit to a certain strange curiosity. Also, he recalled that Sam had
said that she was to be a doctor 'to start with'. That meant that there
was still of a chance of her agreeing to be a patient later. Ryan
decided to play along and see what happened. "What's she going to get?"
he asked.

"The doctor bag," Sean replied.

"The doctor bag?"

"Yeah. It has all the stuff in it. Stethoscope, thermometer, stuff like
that."

"You really have all that stuff?" asked Ryan, surprised.

Sean nodded. "Mum put it together for us a few years ago when she found
out that Sam liked to play 'doctor'. Mum's a real doctor; didn't Sam
tell you?"

"No, she didn't." This was getting weirder all the time. "You mean you
guys do this all the time - get naked and examine each other and
stuff - and your mum knows about it?"

"Not all the time," said Sean, with a shrug. "Sam had a few friends
that she used to play with before we moved here. Sometimes I used to
get roped in, usually when they all wanted to be doctors and needed a
patient, but mostly she played with them."

"You guys are strange," said Ryan, with a shake of his head. He was
tempted to get up and leave, before Sam returned, but something, partly
curiosity, partly a confusing sort of excitement kept him where he was.

Sam returned a moment later. She had an excited grin on her face and
she carried a large, black leather bag. "I've got it," she said, a
little breathlessly. She opened the bag and took out a rolled up white
doctor's coat. She quickly unrolled it and pulled it on, fastening it
at the front. It was too big for her and looked somewhat comical.
"Right, let's get started."

"Hold on a minute," said Sean, frowning. "I don't think we should play
down here. We'd be better going upstairs."

"It'll be more fun down here," said Sam. "We've more room."

"Yeah, but there's always the chance that Mum or Dad might come home
early," said Sean.

Sam's grin broadened. "You afraid that Mum will catch you naked?"

"No, of course I'm not. But what if she brings someone home with her?
Like that time a few months ago, at our last house, when she brought
that other doctor home with her and they walked in to find Phil and
Danny Watson standing there starkers with you and your friends
'examining' them."

"Mum thought that was funny," laughed Sam.

"Yeah, but the woman who was with her was pretty shocked. And Phil and
Danny certainly didn't find it very funny. If you want me to be the
patient then we go upstairs."

Sam frowned at her brother for a moment and then eventually nodded.
"OK, we'll do it your way; we'll go upstairs. But we're going to use
your bedroom, not mine."

"Fine, whatever," said Sean.

"Come on, Ryan," said Sam. "It looks like we're going upstairs, because
my brother has suddenly decided that he's shy and doesn't want his
mummy seeing him naked."

Sean led the way up the stairs. Sam followed, with Ryan bringing up the
rear. Ryan had watched the short exchange between brother and sister
with a mixture of fascination and disbelief. Had their mother really
walked in on Sam and her friends playing 'doctor' with two naked boys
and then just laughed about it? His own mother would have gone mental
in that situation. At least he was fairly sure her reaction would be
something along those lines; he certainly never intended to be caught
in that situation. He was also certain that there was no way he was
going to be taking his clothes off as part of some weird game. If he
got the chance to be alone with Sam, and the two of them got naked
together, that would be fine. But stripping in front of Sam and her
brother was definitely a non-starter.

The three teens entered Sean's bedroom, and Sam put the leather bag
down on the bed. Ryan glanced around the room taking in the posters on
the wall, the desk, complete with computer, and the stereo system. It
was a fairly typical teenaged boy's bedroom, if somewhat tidier than
Ryan's own room.

"I suppose you want to do the full role-play," said Sean.

"Of course," beamed Sam. "You know the routine. Go and wait until we
call you."

Sean sighed, turned and left the room, closing the door the behind him.

"Where's he going?" Ryan asked.

"Out to the waiting room," said Sam. "He has to wait until we call him
in."

"Oh, I see," said Ryan. He sat down on the bed and watched as Sam
removed some items from the bag, laying them out on the bed. She
produced a stethoscope and hung it around her neck.

 "He's not really going to take everything off, is he?" Ryan asked. "I
mean, get completely naked. You were joking about that, right?"

"Of course he's going to take everything off," said Sam. Her eyes
narrowed. "Don't tell me that you're one of those boys who is scared to
have a bit of fun. I thought that you were a pretty cool guy, that's
why I asked you to come home with me. You're not going to wimp out, are
you?"

"No," said Ryan, lamely. "I'm cool about it."

"So it doesn't bother you that Sean is going to get naked?"

"Of course it doesn't bother me."

"And you're not some shy little mummy's boy who is scared to take your
clothes off? You'll take your turn at being the patient? Because if
not, and you're going to wimp out, better tell me now."

"I'm no wimp," said Ryan. "Of course I'm not scared. I'll take my
turn." He hoped that his sudden fear didn't show on his face. Shit! It
looked as though he going to have to get naked after all?

Sam's expression brightened and she patted Ryan's thigh. "I knew you
were OK. A lot of boys pretend to be tough and claim they're not scared
to do stuff, but when it comes to it, they're all talk; they bottle
out. I was pretty sure you weren't like that. I knew as soon as I met
you that as well as being super cute, you weren't scared to have a bit
of fun." She straightened up, grinning. "I think we're ready. Go call
Sean in. It's time for him to get naked!"

Feeling apprehensive about what was going to happen, Ryan got up off
the bed and went to the door. This wasn't turning out anything like he
had expected when he had agreed to come home with Sam. He'd hoped that
he might get a quick grope of the girl, though even that had seemed
like a pretty remote possibility. However, to his surprise, he'd
managed the grope within his first few minutes of entering the house,
getting a fantastic feel of Sam's tits. Now things were moving to a
whole new level and the boy felt well and truly out of his depth.

Sean was waiting on the landing, leaning patiently against the banister
rail, his arms folded. He gave a smile as Ryan opened the door for him,
and, in spite of his nervousness, Ryan found himself smiling back.
There was no denying that Sean was a great-looking guy, and Ryan had to
admit to a certain curiosity about what the fifteen-year-old would look
like naked. Ryan had, of course, surreptitiously checked out all of his
friends in the showers at school, comparing his own development with
theirs - every boy did stuff like that - and he decided that it would
be interesting to see what a guy a couple of years older looked like.
However, what he really wasn't looking forward to, was having to take
his own turn at getting naked and having this older boy get a good look
at him.

"Sam says you're to come in," said Ryan, his voice cracking slightly,
showing his nervousness. He held the door open to allow Sean back into
the bedroom. In complete contrast to Ryan, Sean appeared relaxed and
confident and even looking forwards to the game.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Sam," said Sam, getting right into her role. "This
is Nurse Ryan. What seems to be the trouble?"

Sean opened his mouth to reply, but before he could speak, Ryan jumped
in.

"Hey, I don't want to be a nurse; that's not fair."

Sam looked surprised. "What do you mean it's not fair?"

"You're a doctor, so why can't I be a doctor as well?"

"You can't be the doctor because you don't know how to play the game
yet," Sam explained.

"But I could still be a doctor the same as you," said Ryan. "I don't
want to be a nurse." He grimaced uncomfortably. "Nurses are girls."

"No they're not. Lots of nurses are men," said Sam.

"Yeah, our Uncle Steve is a nurse, and a damned good one," said Sean.
"He was a nurse in the army."

"I don't care," said Ryan, stubbornly. "I don't want to be a nurse. I
want to be a doctor." In his thirteen-year-old mind, nurses were girls,
and that was all there was to it.

Sam gave a sigh. Then she looked thoughtful. "How about we make you a
trainee doctor? But if we do that it would mean that you have to take a
bigger part in the examination."

"Yeah, whatever," said Ryan. It seemed a reasonable compromise.
Anything was better than being a nurse!

"Right, now that we've got that sorted, we'd better start again." Sam
turned her attention back to her brother. "I'm Doctor Sam and this is
Trainee Doctor Ryan." She gestured towards Ryan as though introducing
him. "What seems to be the problem?"

"It's a bit embarrassing," said Sean, with a tight smile. "I keep
getting this stiffness." He hesitated for a moment and then touched his
hand to the area around his groin. "Down here."

"I see," said Sam. "Well, we'd better take a look."

"OK." Sean's hands went immediately to his belt. He quickly unfastened
and pushed down his trousers to reveal a pair of tight, dark-blue boxer-
briefs. Then, with no hesitation at all, the briefs followed his
trousers. Sean stood upright, lifting his shirt so that both his sister
and Ryan had a clear view of his now naked groin.

Ryan was shocked at how casually the older boy was exposing himself. He
found his gaze drawn towards Sean's dick and balls, noting that the
teen's development was obviously much further along than his own:
Sean's slim dick was definitely bigger than Ryan's and Sean's balls
hung down lower. Also, Sean had quite a bit more hair than the younger
boy. Sam was crouching down and leaning forwards for a closer look, and
Ryan found himself following suit until he realised what he was doing
and made himself pull back.

"Hmm, I can't see any signs of stiffness," said Sam. She reached out
and took a hold of her brother's limp penis, holding it between her
thumb and forefinger. She moved it from side to side and then up and
down. "This looks fine." Carefully, she pushed back the boy's foreskin,
holding it back while she used her other hand to examine the exposed
head. "How long have you been having this trouble?"

"As long as I can remember," said Sean. He appeared totally unbothered
by the fact that his younger sister was manipulating his dick. "It sort
of comes and goes."

Sam spent several long moments closely examining every inch of Sean's
dick. Several times, she worked the skin backwards and forwards over
the head, and squeezed up and down along the shaft. Finally, she held
the penis out of the way while she had a good feel of the teen's balls.
"This is a tricky one," she said, eventually. "Doctor Ryan, what do you
think?"

"Erm..." Ryan had been watching Sam play with her brother's dick with a
feeling of uneasy disbelief. "I don't know. I guess it looks OK to me,"
he said, not sure what else to say.

"How can you say it's OK before you've even examined it?" Sam
reprimanded the boy.

"Examined it? You mean you want me to touch it?" Ryan felt his jaw
drop. "No way. I'm not doing that!" He actually took a step backwards.

Sam's gaze hardened. "You're the one who wanted to be a doctor. If
you're going to be a doctor you have to examine your patients. That
means the boys as well as the girls. Maybe you should have stayed a
nurse after all. You told me that you weren't going to wimp out." She
sounded really disappointed.

"I didn't know I'd have to touch another guy's dick," said Ryan. He
felt guilty for letting Sam down.

"So you wouldn't have a problem examining a girl?"

"No, of course not. That's different."

Sam stared coolly at Ryan. "Well before you get the chance to examine a
girl, you're going to have to prove that you can be a doctor. What's it
going to be? Are you going to be a doctor and examine Sean, or do you
want to go back to being a nurse and just watch and help out?"

"Go ahead, Ryan, it won't bite," said Sean, with an encouraging smile.
"It's no big deal."

Ryan swallowed nervously. It seemed that Sam was saying that if he
didn't do this, he wasn't going to get the chance to examine her. He
tried to picture her standing in front of him, completely naked, and
him able to touch her anywhere and in any way that he wanted. He
imagined stroking and squeezing her small tits and then moving his hand
down between her legs and actually touching her pussy. That would be so
fucking incredible! And all he had to do in order to make that fantasy
into reality was have a quick feel of Sean's dick. He could do this.
Sean was right: it wasn't a big deal.

Hoping that he that he didn't look as scared as he felt, Ryan crouched
down beside Sam. He hesitated for just a moment and then put out his
hand and very gently took hold of Sean's penis. It was the weirdest
feeling, touching the soft organ. He'd held his own cock so many times,
but never dreamed that he'd be holding someone else's. Taking a deep
breath, he began his examination, following a similar procedure to that
which Sam had gone through just moments earlier. Now that he'd got the
initial contact out of the way he found it wasn't so bad after all.
Actually, and a little disturbingly, he realised that he found it sort
of exciting touching another boy like this. As he moved the boy's
foreskin backwards and forwards over the head, he noticed that the
Sean's cock was definitely firming up. Shit! Sean was getting a boner.

"I think we're seeing some signs of stiffness," said Sam. "Keep
stroking it for a little bit longer, Doctor Ryan, and let's see what
happens."

Trying not think to much about what he was doing, Ryan held the boy's
dick in his fist and slowly wanked along the shaft. Even more
disturbing than Sean getting a boner was the fact that Ryan's own dick
was now fully hard as well. He desperately hoped that no one would
notice this fact when he had to stand up. After a few moments, Ryan
stopped his stroking and, releasing the swollen shaft, he sat back on
his heels. Sean had a full erection.

"This must be the stiffness that you were worried about," said Sam. She
gave her brother's erection a quick squeeze. "It certainly is stiff. I
think we need to investigate this further," she said. "You'd better get
completely undressed so that we can give you a thorough examination."

While Sean began to strip off his clothes, Ryan shuffled back but
remained crouched down in order to hide his own erection. The older boy
quickly pulled off his shoes and socks before removing his trousers and
shorts. He gave Ryan a smile and then lifted his shirt up over his head
and tossed it aside. He appeared completely at ease with the fact that
he was standing there in front of his younger sister, totally naked,
and with a raging boner. Ryan looked on wide eyed, knowing that he
would die from humiliation if his own sister, Becky, ever saw him like
that.

This was the first time that Ryan had ever seen another boy with a
boner and he couldn't help staring. Sean's dick poked solidly outwards
and upwards at an angle from his body and it looked quite a bit bigger
than Ryan's own erection. It had felt bigger as well. The boy swallowed
nervously as remembered how the hard shaft had felt in his hand. He
couldn't believe he'd done that; he'd actually touched another boy's
hard cock. He hoped Sam could be trusted to keep quiet, because if the
guys at school ever heard about this, his life wouldn't be worth living.

Sam moved back closer to her brother. She now had the stethoscope in
her ears and began placing the metal disk at various  places around the
teen's chest while Sean took deep breaths. After a few moments she did
the same with his back. "Everything sounds OK," she said. "Come and
have a listen, Dr. Ryan."

Ryan was still crouched down on his heels. He forced back a sigh. As he
stood upright, he was all too conscious of his erection pushing at the
front of pants, and he silently prayed that the others wouldn't notice
the telltale bulge. Luckily, Sam gave no indications that she had
noticed anything. Sean, however, was clearly aware of the boy's
condition, since he looked pointedly down at Ryan's groin before giving
the young teen a grin. Ryan immediately felt his face heating up.

This was, of course, the first time that Ryan had ever used a
stethoscope, and he was unable to keep the grin from his face as he
listened to the wonderfully strange noises coming from inside Sean's
chest. He moved the disk around the boy's upper torso, completely
fascinated by the sounds coming from his heart and lungs. "Sounds
funny," he smiled.

"Funny, Dr. Ryan?" said Sam. "You've noticed a problem?"

"Eh? Oh, no, no problem," said Ryan. He handed the stethoscope back to
the girl, who laid it aside.

"I'll think we'll have you on the bed for this next part," Sam told her
brother. With Ryan's help, she cleared the bed of the various
instruments to make room for Sean to lie down on his back. She then
began a thorough examination of the boy's chest and stomach, poking and
probing at various places with her fingers and asking Sean if he felt
any discomfort. She finished up with a further close examination of his
hard cock and his balls.

When Sam had done, it was once again Ryan's turn. As the boy started
his examination, he wondered whether he might have been better
accepting the role of nurse after all. Maybe as nurse, he wouldn't have
been required to keep touching Sean like this. Touching another guy's
body was so embarrassing. However, in spite of Ryan's reservations, he
couldn't deny having this sort of power over another boy was kind of
exciting, in a weird sort of way. He just wished that his own damned
erection would go away.

Sean's skin felt soft and warm, and his smooth torso was slim but firm.
Ryan had to admit that Sean was a great-looking guy, and he was in
pretty good shape too. Sean certainly seemed to enjoy the attention, if
the condition of his dick was anything to go by. The hard organ
twitched several times as Ryan examined the boy's stomach, and Sean
gave a low groan as Ryan took hold of the swollen shaft.

Ryan forced himself to take his time examining Sean's cock and balls.
He was determined to do everything that he had seen Sam and do, and so
show the girl that he wasn't going to "wimp out". As Sean had said, it
was really no big deal, though it did take a lot of self-control to
keep going when he peeled the boy's foreskin back and discovered the
swollen head to be sticky with precum. He swallowed hard and gently
felt around the sticky head with his fingertips, just as Sam had done
moments earlier, then when he'd done, he quickly wiped his fingers on
the bedclothes.

"I think the stiffness is getting worse," said Sam, with a smile, as
she watched Ryan feeling Sean's balls.

"It seems that way," said Sean. He gave a grin. "I think Dr. Ryan is
actually making things worse rather than better." He caught Ryan's eye
and Ryan felt himself blushing again.

"Let's take your temperature and see what that shows," said Sam,
thoughtfully. She picked up a digital thermometer. "Lift up your legs."

It took a few seconds for Ryan to work out what Sam intended. He
watched with a mixture of disgust and curiosity as Sean pulled his
knees up towards his shoulders to expose his arsehole. Never having
seen a bum-hole before, he couldn't resist having a close look at the
tight ring, which was a slightly darker colour than the surrounding
skin. There were a few stray curly hairs around the hole, and Ryan
wondered whether he had any hairs of his own back there.

Sam used her fingertip to smear some sort of gel around the hole and
then eased in the probe of the thermometer. She held the thermometer in
place while it measured the reading. Ryan was sort of glad that she'd
applied the lubrication herself and not asked him to do it; he was
pretty sure that he would find touching a boy's arsehole a step too
far. He wondered what it felt like, having that thermometer thing
pushed in there. It didn't seem to hurt at all. Then he remembered that
he would shortly be taking his own turn at being the patient and his
stomach turned over. Was he going to experience the thermometer first
hand? Shit! What had he gotten himself into?

"Hmm, temperature appears normal," said Sam, after removing the
thermometer and examining the reading. "Maybe it would help if we got a
bit of background information. You can sit up now, Sean." She brought
the chair over from the desk and placed it in front of the bed, and
then sat down. Ryan sat near the bottom of the bed. Sean swung his feet
around and sat up, facing his sister. The teen sat with his legs open,
making no attempt to cover up his rampant erection.

"When the last time you had the stiffness?" asked Sam.

"I've had it a couple of times during the day, but the last time it was
really stiff was this morning," said Sean.

"Is it stiff every morning?"

"Just about."

"I see." Sam tapped her lips, thoughtfully. "How often do you
masturbate, Sean?"

Ryan blinked in surprise. What sort of question was that for a sister
to ask her brother? Mind you, most sisters didn't give their brothers
intimate medical examinations.

"Every day," said Sean, with no hint of embarrassment.

"Did you masturbate this morning?"

"Yes."

"And did that cure the stiffness?"

"Yeah. That did the trick."

"Ah, well there you go then," said Sam, brightly. "It's very simple. If
masturbation cures the stiffness, then every time you get stiff, you
should masturbate."

Sean gave a smile and shrug. "OK, sounds reasonable."

"So what are you waiting for?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're stiff now," said Sam. "So you'd better do something about it,
hadn't you?"

"I suppose I'd better," grinned Sean. He eased himself back until he
was leaning on one elbow and then wrapped his fingers around his cock
and began to stroke himself.

Ryan couldn't believe his eyes. Was Sean really going to jack off while
they watched? It sure looked that way.

Sean was clearly no more embarrassed at jerking off in front of an
audience than he had been at the other things they had done. He leaned
back looking relaxed and completely at ease as his hand moved up and
down in a steady rhythm over his hard cock. After a few moments he
looked over at Ryan and smiled. Ryan quickly looked away, blushing, but
seconds later he felt his gaze drawn back to the almost hypnotic sight
of the teenager wanking his cock.

After a while, Sean let himself drop down onto his back and used his
free hand to stroke his chest and then moved it down to play with his
balls and, to Ryan's complete amazement, finger his arsehole. His eyes
were now hooded and he was breathing deeply, almost panting. Occasional
small groaning sounds were coming from his throat and he was stroking
faster. He was also squirming and lifting his hips from the bed. His
head went back, his mouth open, and his hand began moving at an almost
frantic pace. Seconds later he gave a deep moan and his body tensed up
as white cum began spurting from his cock to splash down onto his
stomach and chest. As the spurts eased, he gradually brought his
stroking to a stop and then lay back, panting.

"I think that should do the job," said Sam, smiling. "Don't you think
so, Dr. Ryan?"

Ryan simply nodded. He was in shock. He'd never expected to be watching
a boy jerk off and cum and he really didn't know what to make of it. He
couldn't help thinking that he ought to feel disgust at what he had
just witnessed. However, he was a little disturbed to realise that he
felt more excited than disgusted. His erection was now harder than
ever. He'd actually got a kind of thrill out of watching Sean jacking
off.

Sean had produced some tissues from somewhere and was using these to
clean himself, wiping his front and then pulling back his foreskin to
clean his dick. "Want to help?" he asked Ryan, with a grin.

"I don't think so," said Ryan, with an embarrassed laugh.

Sam waited for Sean to finish cleaning up and then got him to stand up.
"Let's have a look at you now," she said. She had a good feel of his
now deflating cock. "Yes, that's much better." She moved aside for Ryan
to have a feel.

"I don't need to feel it; I can see," said Ryan. However, as Sam raised
her eyebrows, he put out his hand and felt the softening organ. "Yeah,
definitely not as stiff."

"I think that was a very successful consultation," said Sam. "It was a
lot of fun as well," she added, with a grin. "Don't you think so, Ryan?"

"Erm, yeah, I guess," said Ryan.

"So are you ready for your turn as the patient?"

Ryan's heart skipped a beat. "What, now?"

"Yes, why not? We've got all the equipment out ready." Sam's eyes
narrowed and her grin faded. "You promised that you wouldn't wimp out."

"I'm not going to wimp out," said Ryan, determinedly. "But you've got
to promise that you'll be taking a turn as patient as well."

"Of course I will," said Sam. "It won't be today, because we won't have
time. But if you go through with your examination, like you said you
would, I promise that next time you and Sean can examine me, and you
can be the main doctor."

"OK, it's a deal." Now that Sam had confirmed that she would be taking
a turn as patient, Ryan felt much better about of taking a turn
himself. He still wasn't looking forwards to getting naked, especially
in front of Sean, but if he was eventually going to be able to get his
hands on Sam's hot body, it would be worth it.

"Good," said Sam. "Off you go, out onto the landing, and we'll give you
a call when we're ready for you."

"OK." With a last glance at Sean, who was still naked, Ryan left the
bedroom, closing the door behind him.

As the seconds ticked by, Ryan found himself getting more and more
nervous. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. It was going to
be so embarrassing getting naked in front of Sam and Sean. And it
really didn't help that he still had a raging boner. Suppose they
laughed when they saw it? And what if Sam asked him jack off? Could he
do that with them watching? He wasn't sure. Just being naked was bad
enough; the thought of jacking off made his blood run cold. He was
wondering whether he might be better forgetting the idea and sneaking
out, when the bedroom door opened.

"OK, you can come in now, Ryan," said Sam.

His heart pounding, Ryan stepped back into the bedroom. He stopped dead
in his tracks when he noticed that Sean was now wearing the white coat
and stethoscope.

"Hello Ryan," said Sean, a smile breaking through his professional
manner. "I'm Dr. Sean, and this is Nurse Sam. What can we do for you?"

Dr. Sean? Ryan hadn't expected this. He'd expected Sam to be conducting
the examination and so doing most of the touching. He'd thought Sean
would mostly be watching. "Hang on a minute; I thought Sam was going to
be the doctor."

"Sean decided that he wanted to be the doctor during your examination,
Ryan," said Sam, sweetly. "Don't worry; he'll be really gentle with
you."

"But I thought..."

"It's only fair, when you think about it," said Sam, cutting off any
objection that Ryan might make. "I was the doctor for Sean's
examination, and you're going to be the doctor for mine. So Sean should
get a turn at being doctor as well, don't you think?"

"Erm, yeah, I guess," said Ryan, not entirely happy but unable to fault
the reasoning.

"Good," smiled Sean. "So what seems to be the trouble, Ryan? Why have
you come to see us today?"

"Eh? Oh, I dunno," said Ryan. He thought fast. "I guess I'm not feeling
well." This was actually true since at this moment he was so nervous
that he felt almost physically sick.

"Not feeling well?" Sean frowned. "In what way? Do you have any pains
anywhere?"

"No not really," said Ryan. He shuffled his feet. Then he had an idea.
"I mean, yeah, I do. My arm sort of hurts." Maybe now they'd
concentrate on looking at his arm and he wouldn't have to get naked.
Though he knew that this was a pretty futile hope, since the entire
idea of the game was to get naked.

"Which arm?" asked Sean, taking a step closer.

"Erm, the right one," said Ryan. He held the arm up and pointed to his
elbow.

"I see," said Sean. He gently but firmly took hold of the proffered arm
and examined it through the boy's shirt. His frown deepened. "This
could be serious," he said with a glance at Sam. He quickly pulled the
front of Ryan's shirt out of his trousers and slid his hand underneath,
placing his palm directly on the young teen's chest.

"Hey!" The move had taken Ryan by surprise and he tried to pull away,
but Sean still had a hold of his arm.

"Just as I thought," said Sean. "You're heart is really thumping. I
think we'd better do a full examination." He had a good feel around the
boy's chest before withdrawing his hand. "You'd better get undressed,"
he said. "Take everything off."

"Everything?" Ryan swallowed hard. He'd known this was coming, but it
still didn't make things any easier. Other than in the showers at
school, and that time he'd let Donna Travis have a quick look, no one
had ever seen his dick, and certainly no one had ever seen him hard,
and now he was going to have to stand here starkers and with a raging
boner in front of a girl and an older boy. He was already blushing at
the thought, and he hadn't even started to undress yet.

Sean stepped and back and stood looking at Ryan, his arms folded,
waiting for the boy to strip.

"There's no need to be shy, Ryan," said Sam, with a smile. "We've both
seen lots of boys naked. It won't be so bad once you get your clothes
off."

"I'm not shy," said Ryan. He glared briefly at Sam, then turned away
and, keeping his back to the brother and sister, he started to undress.

As he stripped, Ryan kept telling him himself that it wouldn't be so
bad. All he had to do was to get naked and let Sam, and maybe Sean,
have a quick feel of his boner and perhaps his balls. No, it wasn't a
major deal. He reminded himself of the promise that Sam had made that
next time they played, she would be the patient and would be the one
getting naked. He'd be able to examine her everywhere. Everywhere! He'd
be able to examine her tits, and have a good look between her legs, and
even touch her down there. His hard cock twitched as his mind played
over what he was going to do. Damn! Thinking about stuff like this
wasn't such a good idea. He wished his boner would go away. Down to
just his shorts, he took a deep breath and then pushed them down and
stepped out of them. He looked down at himself. His cock was standing
rigidly to attention. This was going to be too embarrassing for words.

"OK, Ryan, turn around and let's have a look at you," said Sean.

Ryan groaned inwardly. There was no backing out now; not if he didn't
want to look like a total wuss. He was going to have to go through with
it. He could already feel Sean's and Sam's eyes burning into his back.
He knew they were having a good look at his bare arse, and he felt
himself blushing. Shit! If he went red, they'd know how embarrassed he
felt. Could things possibly get any worse? He covered himself as best
he could with his hands and shuffled around to face the brother and
sister. Then he did the bravest thing he'd done in his young life so
far: he dropped his hands to his sides. "You'd better not laugh," he
muttered.

Sean's eyes travelled slowly up and down Ryan's body. A soft smile
appeared on his face and his tongue flicked out across his lips. "No
one is going to laugh," he said, gently.

Standing next to Sean, Sam was also smiling as she had a good look at
Ryan's erection.

Being the centre of attention seemed to make Ryan's boner harder than
ever. He felt it twitch and he bit back a curse. He wished they
wouldn't keep staring at it. He was acutely aware that he wasn't
anywhere near as developed as Sean: his cock wasn't as big, and he only
had a small patch of pubes.

"You're thirteen, right?" said Sean.

"Yeah," Ryan answered, bracing himself for the follow-up comment about
how small he was.

Sean nodded. "Definitely not bad for thirteen," he said, with a smile.

"Ryan, you look incredible," grinned Sam. "I already knew you were
cute, but... Wow!"

Ryan felt himself reddening again under the compliments. Did Sam really
think he looked that good? He found himself subconsciously standing up
straighter.

"OK, now that we have you naked, let's get started with the
examination," grinned Sean.

Ryan tensed as Sean approached him. This was it. This was the
'touching' part. Sean was going to be touching him everywhere, probably
even touching his cock. The boy supposed that it was only fair; after
all, he had had a good feel of Sean's boner just a few minutes ago. But
fair or not, he still wasn't looking forward to having another boy
handling his erection.

"Try and relax," said Sean, with a smile. He put a hand on the boy's
bare shoulder. "Stop worrying about it and enjoy it."

"Yeah, right," said Ryan. He had, in a weird sort of way,
kind of enjoyed helping to examine Sean, but he wasn't convinced that
he was going to enjoy being on the receiving end.

"Let's start down here," said Sean. He squatted down on his heels.
"This part definitely looks most in need of treatment."

Ryan suppressed a groan. Squatting down had put the older boy's eyes
directly on a level with the young teen's straining erection. He knew
that any moment now, Sean was going to reach out and touch his dick.

"That looks amazingly hard," said Sean. He frowned, bending forward and
looking at the boy's boner from different angles. He made no move to
actually touch it. "When did you last masturbate, Ryan?"

"Eh?" Ryan was a little taken aback by the personal question. He
glanced at Sam and quickly lowered his eyes when he saw her watching
him intently, waiting to hear his answer. What should he say? He
considered lying and saying that he didn't masturbate. But they were
bound to know straight away that that was a lie; all boys jacked off,
they just didn't talk about it. "This morning," he muttered,
eventually, keeping his eyes lowered.

"Did you cum?" Sean asked.

"Yeah."

"Do you jack off every morning?"

"Yeah, mostly."

"You ever tell anyone about it before?" Sean asked, with a grin.

"No, course not," said Ryan.

"So you've never jacked off with another guy?"

"No."

"And you've never let a girl watch you jack off?"

"No. Look, what's with all of the questions?" Ryan was finding this
intensely embarrassing.

"It's all part of the examination," said Sean. "We need to find out
about your history and experience so that we can get to the root of
your problem."

"I don't have a problem," said Ryan.

"Looks like a pretty big problem to me," grinned Sean, staring closely
at Ryan's hard cock, which was just inches away from his face. "What do
you think about when you jack off, Ryan?"

"Girls, of course."

"Never boys?"

"No way!"

"You ever look at the boys in the showers at school?"

"No."

"You sure?" Sean raised a questioning eyebrow.

"Well, yeah, OK, so I look sometimes. But it doesn't mean anything. Can
we stop with the stupid questions and get on with what you're going to
do?"

"OK," said Sean, still grinning. "We'll come back to the questions
later. We'll move on to the physical part of the examination, since you
obviously can't wait for me to touch your dick."

"I didn't say that," said Ryan, quickly. "I just meant... Ugh! Oh
shit!" Sean had wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft and given it
a firm squeeze.

"Hmm, there could be a problem here," said Sean. Holding Ryan's cocked
in his fist, he jacked it slowly for a few seconds and then peeled the
boy's foreskin right back and began a close examination of the
sensitive head. "Come and have a look, nurse."

Sam squatted down next her brother and her fingers replaced Sean's on
Ryan's swollen cock. "It's very sticky, doctor," said the girl, after a
few moments.

Ryan found the situation almost surreal. He was standing here naked and
painfully hard and allowing Sam and Sean to play with his dick. His
level of embarrassment was almost off the scale, yet at the same time,
the hands touching his cock felt almost unbelievably good. He groaned
softly. He'd never been this turned on before. If they kept touching
him like this, he knew that it wouldn't be long before he lost control
and shot his cum all over the two squatting teens. He wondered whether
he ought to say something.

"We need to take care of this urgently," said Sean. "Would you get me a
plastic cup please nurse?"

"Certainly, doctor," said Sam. She got quickly to her feet and went
over to the doctor-bag, returning a couple of seconds later with a
plastic drinking cup.

"OK, nurse," said Sean. "Get ready to collect the sample." Sean once
again wrapped his fingers around Ryan's erection and began to stroke
it. He held the boy's balls in his other hand.

"What are you doing?" Ryan asked, worriedly. It was a totally pointless
question, since he knew exactly what they were doing. Sean was going to
make him cum, and Sam was going to catch it in the cup. Oh God, this
wasn't happening. Just as he thought things couldn't get any more
embarrassing, the embarrassment factor went up another notch.

"Relax and enjoy it," said Sean with a smile.

"But..."

"You'll be fine, Ryan," said Sam. "Don't worry. Sean is brilliant at
this. He's done it loads of times before."

"Oh, fuck!" Ryan muttered. He wanted Sean to stop, but at the same time
he wanted him to keep going. He really did need to cum. He just wasn't
sure that he wanted a boy doing this sort of thing to him. However, one
thing he was unable to deny: Sean's hand on his cock was the most
amazing thing he had ever experienced.

"You're doing great, Ryan," said Sean. "Relax and let it happen."

Ryan's cock started to throb. "Oh, fuck!" he said again. "Oooh..." his
body tensed and he automatically thrust his hips forwards. His legs
felt weak and he put his hand on Sean's head to steady himself.
"Aargh!" He screwed his eyes shut. Sean continued to pump his dick as
the cum spurted out. "Ugh... Stop... I'm done," the boy panted. He
swallowed hard and fought to catch his breath as Sean milked out the
final few drops.

"That was amazing, Ryan," said Sam. She smiled as she looked down into
the plastic cup.

"It sure was," Sean agreed.

Ryan gave a smile of his own. He felt a tingle of pride, though this
quickly ebbed away as what had just happened sank in. He watched
uncomfortably as Sean used a tissue to clean his spent cock, and then
took a step back. "Is that it?" he asked. "Are we done?"

"Done?" Sean looked surprised. He gave a short laugh. "We haven't even
properly started your examination yet. All we've done is taken care of
the problem of your boner. Now that's out of the way, we can really get
down to business."

Ryan gave another groan. What were they planning to do to him now?

"I think we'd better check his blood pressure next, nurse," said Sean,
looking over at Sam.

"I'll take care of that, doctor," Sam replied. "Come and sit down on
the bed, Ryan."

Ryan walked over and sat down where indicated. He was suddenly more
conscious of his nudity than at any time so far. He cock, which a few
moments ago had been standing rigidly to attention, was now sagging
downwards, and he was aware of it swinging from side to side with each
step. He made brief eye-contact with Sam, but quickly looked down,
embarrassed. This girl was in his class at school. He would see her
every day. And he had just cum right in front of her after being jacked
off by her older brother. He couldn't possibly think of a more
embarrassing scenario.

Sam, however, didn't seem the slightest bit perturbed at what she had
witnessed. She was all smiles as she sat down on the bed beside Ryan.
"You're doing great, Ryan," she said, brightly. "I'm so glad that I
picked you to join in with our games, and not one of the other boys.
We're going to have so much fun." She leaned in close and whispered in
Ryan's ear. "I'm really looking forward to next time we play, when
you'll be the doctor." She gave a soft giggle. "I'll be naked, and
you'll be able to examine me everywhere."

This reminder that he would soon get a chance to turn the tables and
get his hands on every inch of this super-hot girl did a lot to bolster
Ryan's flagging self-confidence. Suddenly, being naked wasn't quite so
bad. He gave a grin and held out his arm to allow Sam to put the
pressure cuff around it, and watched as the girl tightened it and
pressed the Velcro fastener into place.

Sam pressed a button the small box that she held in her hand and there
was a soft humming noise as the cuff around Ryan's arm began to
inflate. The pressure increased almost to the point where it was
becoming uncomfortable, and then began to ease off. Sam looked at the
digital display, her lips pursed. "His blood pressure is a little high
doctor," she said.

"Hmm... I think we should investigate that," said Sean. "Stand up
again, please, Ryan."

Ryan waited for Sam to remove the cuff and then got back to his feet.
His dick was now completely limp. He glanced down at himself, noting
how small he looked compared to a short while earlier when he'd been
hard. He nipped his lower lip between his teeth and hoped that Sam
didn't comment on his tiny equipment.

Sean gave the boy an encouraging smile, then put the stethoscope to his
ears and proceeded to listen to the young teen's chest. "Breathe deeply
for me," he said. Ryan began to take slow, deep breaths, while Sean
moved the metal disk around.

After listening to Ryan's chest, Sean moved the disk lower, onto the
boy's stomach, then lower still, pressing it to Ryan's groin at each
side of the young teen's limp cock. All the time, he kept a serious,
concentrated expression on his face. "Everything seems to be OK," he
said, after a few moments. He removed the stethoscope from his ears and
then, to Ryan's dismay, squatted down and began an extremely detailed
examination of the boy's penis and balls. Ryan closed his eyes and
tried not to think about what was happening as his soft penis was
manipulated, squeezed, and stretched outwards, then his foreskin was
pulled right back so that the head of his dick could be closely
examined, and then his balls received similar attention, first one and
then the other. Just as he was starting to wonder how long this could
possibly go on for, Sean completed his examination and stood up.

"Nurse, we'll need a urine sample, and then I'd like you to clean him
up ready for the swab."

"Certainly, doctor," said Sam. She reached into the doctor-bag and took
out another plastic cup identical to the one that had been used to
collect Ryan's cum. She held this out to the boy. "You need to pee into
this, Ryan."

Ryan had accepted the cup before the girl's words really sank in. "Pee?
Into this cup?" He gave a disbelieving grin. "You're joking, right? You
don't really want me to pee?"

"Yes, we do," said Sam, with a smile. "It's part of the examination."

"But... Sean didn't have to pee."

"Sean's done it loads of time before. Haven't you, Sean?" The girl
looked at her brother, who gave a grin and a nod of confirmation.

"I think I've probably done everything you could possibly imagine, and
some things you'd probably not want to imagine," the older boy laughed.
"Don't worry about it, Ryan. Just go with it."

"Come on, Ryan, don't wimp out now," said Sam. "Besides, remember that
next time you're doctor and you examine Sean, you can get your revenge
by making him pee and anything else you want."

Ryan's gaze moved from the girl to her brother and back again. He
looked at the cup in his hand. They really did want him to pee. This
was getting really weird. He didn't even know if he could. With a sigh,
he turned away.

"Hold it," said Sam. "Sorry, Ryan, but we have to watch you do it. It's
part of the rules."

"What rules?"

"The rules of the examination. We have to watch you pee so that we know
that you haven't cheated."

"How could I cheat?"

Sam gave a shrug. "I don't know. But we have to watch."

"I don't know..." Ryan considered his options. If he backed out now, he
might be saying goodbye to his chances of examining Sam. And weird as
this was, would it really be any more embarrassing than having them see
him cum? He guessed not. Hesitantly, he lowered the cup and took hold
of his dick. He pointed it at the cup. "I don't know if I can do this,"
he said. "I don't need to pee."

"Give it a go," said Sam. "We don't need a full cup. If you can just
manage a little, that would do."

"OK. I guess." Ryan resigned himself to going through with it. He
focussed on the cup, trying to ignore the two teens that were watching
him. This was so difficult.

The seconds ticked by, and it seemed like nothing was going to happen.
Ryan could feel something in there, but he couldn't seem to get it
started. He tried thinking of running water, hoping that that might
help, but it didn't seem to. Then, just as he was about to give up, a
small dribble came from his dick, growing into a thin, yellow stream
that splashed down into the cup. It continued for a few seconds and
then came to stop. Self-consciously, he shook the last drops from his
dick and handed the cup to Sam.

"Well done, Ryan," the girl smiled. She passed the cup on to Sean who
peered into it intently for a few seconds and the stood it carefully on
a cupboard top, next to the cup containing the cum.

While Sean had been looking at Ryan's pee, Sam had busied herself
pouring water from a bottle into a small bowl. With the bowl in her
hand, she knelt down in front of Ryan. "Hold still for moment," she
said. She put the bowl on the floor and then took hold of Ryan's dick
and pushed the foreskin back. Then, she dipped a cotton-wool ball into
the water and began using it to wipe around the exposed head of Ryan's
penis.

Ryan gave a soft gasp, because the water was cold, but otherwise he
simply looked on, wide-eyed.

"Your dick is so cute when it's soft, Ryan," Sam giggled. She pulled
the foreskin back into place and gave the flaccid organ a squeeze. Then
she held it at the base and gave it a shake, causing it to flop from
side to side.

Ryan felt his face redden. Both Sam and Sean were so casual about all
of this touching and stuff. He glanced over at Sean, but the older boy
was busy removing something from a paper wrapper and wasn't even
looking.

Sam finally released her hold on Ryan's penis and moved aside to allow
her brother to take her place. Sean was holding what looked like a
cotton bud, but was longer and thinner. The fifteen-year-old took hold
of Ryan's cock and pushed the skin back.

"What are you going to do with that?" Ryan asked, worriedly.

"This is a swab," said Sean. "It'll just take a second."

"What'll take a second? What are you going to do?" Ryan had a nasty
suspicion about what was about to happen, and he really didn't like the
idea. "Wait a minute. Oh fuck!" He drew in a quick, sharp breath as
Sean slid the swab down inside his penis. "Ugh!" The boy automatically
tensed up. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever felt before.
It didn't exactly hurt, but at the same time, it wasn't very pleasant.
A second later, Sean withdrew the swab, causing Ryan to give another
gasp. "What the hell...?"

"I told you it would only take a second," said Sean, with a smile. He
gave the boy's dick a reassuring squeeze. "All done."

"Why didn't you warn me?" Ryan demanded. As Sean released the boy's
dick, the young teen quickly placed his hands protectively over his
groin.

"If he'd warned you, you wouldn't have let him do it," smiled Sam.
"Don't worry, the swab was sterile. We get them off Mum."

"Your mum gives you those things? And she knows what you do with them?"

"Of course," said Sam, with a shrug. "She was the one who showed us how
to use them." She gave a grin. "Sean was given his first swab test by
Uncle Steve," she said, in a conspiratorial whisper. "When he told me
about it, I wanted to try it, and Mum said she'd show me. He let Mum do
it, but he wouldn't let me have a go. Mum had to promise to buy him a
new game for his Xbox before he'd let me do it. He's such a wimp."

"I can hear you talking about me," said Sean. He was disposing of the
used swab. "That's no way for a nurse to talk about a doctor," he
smiled.

"You won't be pushing anything else in me?" Ryan asked, glaring at
Sean. He still had his dick covered.

"I promise that I won't be putting anything else inside your penis,"
said Sean.

"Good." Still glaring at the older boy, Ryan at last lowered his hands.
He squirmed slightly, the feeling of the swab inside his dick still
vivid in his mind.

"In fact, we're going to do something entirely different now," said
Sean. "For this next part of the examination we're going to put you
through some physical tests."

"What sort of tests?" Ryan asked, cautiously.

"Exercise-type tests," said Sean. "Push-ups, sit-ups, that type of
thing."

"OK," said Ryan. "I guess I can do that." Exercising naked in front of
the brother and sister would be sort of embarrassing, but would still
be infinitely preferable to having Sean push things up his cock. "What
do you want me to do?"

Ryan considered himself to be pretty fit, and he thought that maybe
this might be his chance to impress Sam. However, things didn't go
quite as he had anticipated. They started with push-ups, and both Sean
and Sam insisted on moving around Ryan and "feeling his muscles" while
he performed the exercises. Keeping his mind on what he was doing was a
little difficult with the siblings constantly squeezing his arms,
pressing against his back, or reaching under him to feel his bare
chest. In fact, at one point, poor Ryan collapsed down onto the floor
in a fit of embarrassed, helpless laughter. Things got even worse when
Sean suggested that the boy perform the push-ups with open legs. From
that point, attention moved to the lower part of his body, with Sean
and Sam squeezing his thighs and calves, feeling his arse-cheeks, and
Sean even reaching underneath and holding onto his balls while he moved
up and down.

The sit-ups followed pretty much the same pattern. Ryan tucked his toes
under base of Sean's bed, put his hands behind his head and started
lifting himself up and down. This time most of the attention was, of
course, on his stomach muscles. He felt a thrill of pride when Sam
commented on how fit he was and how tight his stomach felt and he was
actually starting to enjoy the feeling of her hands stroking his
stomach and chest. Actually, if he were honest, it also felt pretty
good when Sean touched him, but he was still having a lot of trouble
getting his head around the idea of having to let another guy touch his
naked body.

The sit-ups were followed by star-jumps. Doing star-jumps whilst naked
had the unfortunate effect of causing his soft dick to flop around
madly, and he was glad when Sean told him that he could stop.

"Impressive," said Sean with a smile. "You're in good shape."

"Thanks," Ryan, replied, breathlessly. It felt good to receive such
praise from the older boy.

"You can relax now and get your breath back," said Sean. "While you do
that, we'll do a close-up examination of your penis and scrotum."

"What?" Ryan felt his heart sink. They were going to be touching his
dick again. "You've done that loads of times already."

"We've done a superficial examination," said Sean. "Now we need to do a
detailed check to make sure you don't have any problems such as genital
warts."

"I don't have anything like that." Ryan didn't have a clue what genital
warts were, but they sounded nasty, and he was pretty sure that he
would know if he had any.

"We still need to check," said Sean. He put his hand on the boy's arm
and guided him gently but firmly towards the bed. "There's nothing to
be embarrassed about Ryan; I've examined dozens of boys. So has Sam."

"I'm not embarrassed," Ryan lied. "I just don't see why you have to
keep touching me there."

"We have to do a thorough examination, Ryan. Especially as this is your
first time," said Sean.

"Don't worry about it Ryan," said Sam, brightly. "Like Sean said, we've
done this with loads of boys. But none of them has been as cute as you."

Ryan felt himself blushing. He didn't believe for one moment that Sam
was telling the truth about him being cuter than anyone else, but it
was still nice to hear her say it. He gave a resigned sigh. "OK. But
you're not doing any more of those swab things."

"No more penile swabs," said Sean. "Not today, anyway." He directed
Ryan to sit on the edge of the bed with his legs spread wide, and told
the boy to lie back. He then knelt on the floor between the young
teen's legs. Sam knelt at his side and the two of them began an
extremely detailed, close-up examination of Ryan's groin area.

Having two pairs of hands handling his dick and balls was a strange
feeling. Ryan felt fingers combing though the small patch of pubic hair
above his penis, his cock was being moved around, pulled, squeezed, and
manipulated in every fashion imaginable, his foreskin was repeatedly
pulled back and replaced, the head of his cock was being squeezed and
his pee hole peered into, and every inch of his tight scrotum was
intimately examined and probed. All the time, both Sam and Sean were
talking to each other about what they were doing, commenting on the
size of his penis and his balls, how easily his foreskin moved, the few
hairs on his ball-sac, and all sorts of other things. For Ryan, this
was probably the most embarrassing part of the examination so far. He
lay back, completely confused. Part of him just wanted this whole thing
to be over, but another part of him was, perversely, enjoying the
attention. Embarrassing though the experience might be, having his dick
and balls fondled and played with in this way felt incredibly exciting.
It didn't take long before the boy's dick started to harden and in a
very short time he was once more sporting a full erection. This, of
course, added to both the embarrassment and the pleasure, and served to
further increase the youngster's confusion.

"You obviously enjoy being examined, Ryan," smiled Sean. He wrapped his
fingers around the hard shaft of the boy's cock and began to slowly
stroke it up and down.

Ryan groaned softly. Sean's hand on his erection felt bloody good, but
being handled in this way by another boy while Sam was watching was so
humiliating.

"Time to continue with the interview part of the examination," said
Sean, as he continued to slowly wank Ryan's erection. "So far, we've
established that you jacked off this morning, that you think about
girls while you jack off, but that you  have a good look at the boys
when you're in the showers at school."

"I didn't say I had a good look," said Ryan, quickly. "When you're in
the showers, you can't help looking."

"So which of the boys in your class is the most developed?" asked Sean.
"Who has the most hair and the biggest penis?"

"I don't know."

"You've admitted that you look, so you must have an idea."

Ryan shook his head. "Maybe Andy Bellingham. I dunno. I don't take that
much notice."

"What about the least developed?" asked Sean. "Is there anyone in your
class who doesn't have any pubes yet?"

"Scott McCoy," said Ryan. "Some of the guys tease him about not having
any hair."

Sean glanced at Sam, who gave a nod.

"That sounds about right," said the girl. "Scott is quite sweet and
he's about the smallest boy in the class. I'm not surprised that he
doesn't have hair yet. Andy Bellingham is horrible; I don't like him."

Sean turned his attention back to the naked thirteen-year-old. "So who
do you think is the hottest girl in your class?"

Ryan shot a quick glance at Sam, saw her looking directly at him, and
quickly lowered his eyes. "Sam," he said his voice little more than a
mumble. Sean gave a soft chuckle and Sam giggled.

"You can be honest, Ryan," said Sam. "I don't mind. You don't have to
say it's me just because I'm here."

"It's true," said Ryan, blushing. "You are the hottest. All the guys
think so."

"What about the boys?" asked Sean. "Who do you think is the cutest boy?"

"I don't think boys are cute," said Ryan.

"Come on, Ryan. You haven't been walking around with your eyes closed.
Which boy in your class is the best looking?"

"I dunno. Tyler Nelson. Maybe. I told you, I don't think about the
boys."

"Tyler is definitely cute," Sam agreed. "Not as cute as Ryan, but not
bad."

"If you could get any girl in your class naked and examine her
everywhere, which one would you choose?" Sean asked. As he spoke, he
pulled Ryan's foreskin back and ran his thumb over the head of the
boy's swollen dick.

"Ugh! Sam, of course," said Ryan, not looking at the girl.

"And which boy would you choose?"

"I don't want to examine any of the boys."

"I'm not sure I totally believe that," said Sean, with a grin. He gave
the boy's dick a squeeze. "Which boy, Ryan? He'd be totally naked and
you could do anything that you wanted with him. Anything at all. He'd
be completely in your power."

Ryan thought about the question. Unbidden, an image of Tyler Nelson
appeared in his mind, standing naked and ready to be examined, just as
Sean had been earlier. Ryan remembered how it had to felt to examine
Sean; the feeling of being in control of the boy, of having power of
him. Tyler was sometimes so full of himself; it might be sort of fun to
have that kind of power over him and take him down a notch. "OK. Tyler
Nelson, I guess. If I had to do it to someone."

"That's better," said Sean. "Now let's get back to you. Have you ever
thought about Tyler while you've been jacking off?"

"No way!"

"You just think about girls, right?"

"Yeah. I only think about girls."

"How old were you when you started jacking off?"

"Maybe about twelve."

"So you've been doing it about a year?"

"Yeah, something like that." Talking about jacking off in front of Sam
was intensely embarrassing, especially since Ryan was laid there naked
and with a boner.

"When did anyone last see you naked, other than in the showers at
school?"

 "A couple of years ago."

"Who was it?"

"My mum. I must have forgot to lock the bathroom door and she came in
as I got out of the shower." Ryan closed his eyes. He didn't like
remembering the occasion. "I think I was eleven."

"You have a sister, right? When did she last see you naked?"

Ryan gave a snort. "Not for years. Probably not since I was about five.
She would have been three."

"OK, enough questions for now," said Sean. He tightened his hold on the
boy's cock and made a few quick, firm strokes that caused Ryan to groan
again, then he let go of the hard organ and sat back on his heels.
"Time to move on." He looked at his sister. "Nurse Sam, would you get
Ryan ready for the anal examination, please?"

"Of course, doctor."  Sam gave Ryan a quick smile and then went over to
the set of drawers where she had placed the bowl of water she had used
earlier when she had been cleaning his penis. She came back carrying
the bowl, a towel, some cotton wool balls, and a safety razor.

Ryan eyed the razor, worriedly. "What are you going to do with that?"
he asked.

Sam giggled. "Don't worry, your pubes are safe. This is just in case
you need tidying up."

"Tidying up?" The phrase created more questions than it answered.
"Tidying up where?"

"Round the back, silly," said Sam. "I don't think I'll even need to use
it, so don't worry about it. Now, stand up a second."

Ryan got to his feet, his boner standing to attention. He really didn't
want any kind of anal examination. An anal examination meant that they
were going to be looking at his bum-hole, and he didn't want anyone
looking at him back there. The thought of Sam looking at his bum hole
was, if anything, even more embarrassing than having her see his hard
dick. "Can't we just skip this bit?" he asked.

"No, we can't; we have to examine you properly, all over," said Sam.
She sat down near the foot of the bed, carefully placed the bowl of
water on a nearby chair, and then patted her thighs. "Right, I need you
to lay across my lap."

Ryan's eyes widened. This was something that he hadn't expected. As if
this whole thing wasn't humiliating enough, Sam now expected him to lie
over her knees like a naughty little boy about to have his bottom
spanked. This was going too far. He knew that he should object, that he
should stand for up himself and refuse to do it. But there was a huge
difference between knowing that he should do something and actually
doing it. Almost automatically he found himself stepping forwards and
lowering himself into position. It was as though he had surrendered
completely and was now totally in the power of this hot girl and her
good-looking brother.

Sam was wearing a short skirt, which she hitched up, and Ryan's boner
went down between her legs. Once he was in position, he felt her bring
her legs together, trapping his erect cock between her bare thighs. His
toes were on the floor on one side, and his hands on the other. As well
as being extremely uncomfortable, the boy felt every bit as humiliated
as he had expected.

"Open your legs, Ryan."

Without even thinking, the boy did as he was told. He gasped as Sam
reached underneath and briefly squeezed the swollen head of his cock as
it poked down through her legs.

"OK, let's get you cleaned up." Sam released Ryan's dick and turned all
of her attention to his backside.

The boy felt a coolness on his hole as Sam pulled his bum cheeks apart
and looked down between them. Ryan had never felt so exposed in his
entire life. He was draped naked across the lap of the hottest girl he
had ever met and she was examining his arse-hole. He wanted to curl up
and die. Nothing could ever be more humiliating than this.

"You've got a really cute, tight little hole, Ryan," said Sam. She
laughed softly and then he felt her fingertip touch him right on his
sensitive ring. The touch disappeared and was replaced a moment later
by a cold wet feeling, as the girl wiped around the area with one of
the wet, cotton wool balls. "Let's get you nice and clean, ready for
the doctor to examine you."

Oh shit! Ryan closed his eyes and prayed for this to be over. She was
actually washing his bum-hole!

"You've actually got a couple of little hairs back here, Ryan," said
Sam. She'd finished her washing, and was now running her fingers
lightly around his arse-crack. "Don't worry, though, I'll take care of
them for you."

"What?" Ryan squirmed and turned his head trying to look back and see
what Sam was doing. Then he felt something cool and hard moving between
his arse cheeks. The razor. Sam was shaving his arse.

"There. Done." Sam patted the boy's backside. "That's better. There
were only one or two hairs, and you could hardly see them, but you
still look nicer without them. I think hairy bottoms are awful. Yours
is nice and smooth now." She had another feel of the boy's swollen
cockhead and giggled softly. "Still nice and hard. That's good. I think
you're all ready for your anal examination, so you can get up now."

With a struggle, Ryan got back to his feet. His face felt red and hot,
but he told himself that this was a result of the position that he had
been in. However, he felt his blush deepen as he briefly met Sam's
gaze. This girl had been looking at his bum-hole; his most private,
secret place was private no longer.

Sam laughed affectionately and gently stroked the boy's face. "You are
so cute, Ryan."

Grinning, in spite of his humiliation, and blushing even deeper at the
girl's word, Ryan lowered his eyes. When he looked up again he saw Sean
had stepped closer. The older boy was wearing a latex glove on his
right hand, and he was holding the digital thermometer that Sam had
earlier pushed into his backside to take his temperature. Ryan
swallowed nervously. He knew that very shortly he was going to
experience that thermometer in his own arsehole.

"Don't look so worried, Ryan," said Sean, brightly. "You might even
like it."

"Yeah, sure," said Ryan, frowning. As if anyone could enjoy having
something pushed into their arse.

Sean sat down on the bed in the exact spot vacated a moment ago by his
sister. He patted his leg. "OK, let's have you over here."

"You mean over your knees? Like I did with Sam?" Ryan didn't like this
idea at all. It had been bad enough being draped over Sam's lap, but
now they were expecting him to repeat that humiliation, this time with
Sam looking on. "Why can't we do it like Sam did with you, where I just
lift my legs up?"

"We can do it that way some other time," said Sean. "This first time we
need to do it this way."

Ryan looked at both Sam and her brother, wondering whether to dig his
heels in. But after a moment he gave a resigned sigh and lowered
himself over Sean's legs. He'd come this far, so maybe it was best just
to go along and get it over with.

A moment later, Ryan was draped across Sean's lap, his backside in the
air, and his hard cock trapped firmly between the older boy's legs. He
felt Sean reach under with his left hand and squeeze the head of his
cock, just as Sam had done earlier, but then Sean went a step further,
putting his fingertip into the young teen's foreskin and moving it
around, causing the boy to draw in a sharp breath.

"You like that?" asked Sean, moving his finger around some more.

Ryan groaned softly and bit his lip. Yeah, it felt bloody great, but
there was no way that he was going to admit that having another boy
playing with his dick felt good.

"You must like it," said Sean. "You're getting sticky. Don't worry if
you cum during the anal examination. It would be better if you can last
out until later, but if you can't hold it, it doesn't matter. Just one
thing though: if you think you are going to cum, make sure you tell us
when you feel it coming so that nurse Sam can collect it."

Ryan gave a grunt. He wasn't going to cum. Not so long as Sean left his
dick alone. Besides, why should having Sean looking at his bum-hole
make him want to cum? It had felt sort of good when Sam had briefly
touched him back there - he wondered whether Sean would actually touch
his hole, or whether he would just have a good look. Sean was wearing a
glove on his right hand, so that probably meant that he was going to be
doing some touching. And then there was the thermometer. But Ryan was
pretty sure that having a thermometer in his arse was not going to make
him want to shoot. No, he felt pretty safe on that score. He just
wanted this to be over with; he certainly wasn't going to cum again.

"Right, let's have a look," said Sean. Ryan felt his cheeks pulled
apart and once more he could feel the cool air on his arsehole.
"Everything looks OK," said Sean. Something pressed right up against
Ryan's hole, causing him to suck in a breath. That could only have been
Sean's finger. "Seems quite tight," said Sean. "Have you ever had
anything up there, Ryan?"

"No, course not," said Ryan, a little breathlessly. Breathing was hard
work in this position.

"Never had your finger in there?"

"No!"

"Do you ever touch yourself back here when you jerk off?" The touch
came again, as though Sean were illustrating his words.

"No! It's my arsehole. Why would I want to go touching it?"

"A lot of guys find that they like it," said Sean. He was now pressing
and feeling all around Ryan's hole, sometimes pressing directly on the
hole itself.

"Well not me," Ryan grunted. Having Sean touching him back there was
humiliating and sort of exciting both at the same time. He wished that
the older boy would stop.

"Nurse, would you hold his cheeks open, please?" said Sean.

"Certainly, doctor," Sam replied. She firmly but gently pushed Ryan's
arse cheeks apart. "You're doing well, Ryan. Try to relax."

Relax? While having his bum-hole looked at, poked, and prodded? Yeah,
right.

"I'm going to take your temperature now, Ryan," said Sean.

Ryan immediately tensed up. He didn't really expect the thermometer to
hurt - Sean hadn't looked too bothered while having his temperature
taken in this way - but the thirteen-year-old couldn't help being at
least a little worried. He felt something cold, wet, and sticky applied
to his hole, and then, a moment later, something hard touching him back
there. There was a moment of pressure, and then a strange feeling, as
the narrow probe of the thermometer slid inside. Ryan blinked in
surprise. It didn't hurt. In fact, he'd hardly felt anything at all.
He'd felt it going in, but now that it was inside, it was difficult to
tell that it was even there. It seemed that he'd been worried for
nothing.

After a few seconds, the probe was removed. Again, Ryan felt the
movement, but there was no discomfort. He sighed to himself. It was
done with.

"As I expected, the temperature reading is a little high," said Sean.
"I'm going to do have to do an internal examination."

"Yes, doctor," said Sam. "Ryan, you need to relax for this next bit. It
you stay relaxed, it won't hurt."

"Eh?" Ryan tried to twist his head to look back, but was unable to see
anything. "What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing to worry about," said Sam, calmly. "Doctor Sean knows
exactly what he's doing. He's done this lots of times before."

"Done what?" Ryan demanded, worriedly. "What are you going to do?" he
asked again. Sean had said something about "internal". That meant
inside. Were they going to push something else into his bum-hole? He
squirmed, trying to twist around and get up, but was unable to get any
leverage. The movement earned him a light slap across his bare backside.

"Sorry, Ryan, but you need to stay still," said Sam. "This won't take
long. And if you don't fight it, it won't hurt."

A fingertip brushed over Ryan's bum-hole, causing to the boy to shudder
involuntarily. The touch returned, more insistent, applying more
pressure. Ryan automatically clenched. Whatever they were trying to
push inside him was a lot thicker than the thermometer.

"Relax, Ryan," said Sean, his voice soft and soothing.

"Ow!" Ryan moaned. He tried to look back again. "What are you doing?"
he asked. Feeling rising panic, he started to struggle.

Sam quickly moved around and squatted down in front of Ryan. She gently
but firmly took the boy's face in her hands. "Try to relax, Ryan," she
said. "You're doing really well. We've nearly done, so don't back out
now. Relax and it'll feel good. Really good. I promise."

Ryan stopped struggling as he looked into Sam's face. He wanted them to
stop messing with his bum. He wanted to get up and say "enough is
enough", and put his clothes on and get out of there. But if he did
that he was going to look like a wimp in front of Sam. And if he pulled
out now, he would probably never get the chance to see her naked and to
touch her. He grimaced as he felt the pressure against his bum-hole
increase again. "Just tell me what he's doing," he muttered through
clenched teeth as he tried not to squirm.

"Sean's going to put his finger in you," said Sam. "Relax, Ryan. You're
doing well," she said, soothingly. "Relax and it won't hurt."

His finger? Oh shit! Sean was pushing a finger into his arsehole! Ryan
fought to stay calm. Now he understood why Sean was wearing the glove.
The boy had heard stories about doctors putting a finger into a guy's
arsehole. He had no idea why they would do that, and he had certainly
never expected to experience it. But putting a finger into someone's
arse as part of a game of 'doctor' was beyond weird. Why the hell would
anyone want to put their finger into someone's arse as part of a game?
Ryan again considered making them stop. This was going way beyond a
game. However, Sam had said that Sean had done this loads of times
before. If that were true, then Ryan really was going to look like a
wimp if he backed out when all those other guys had gone through with
it. Besides, a finger wasn't really that much thicker than a
thermometer, and when he went to the loo it was much thicker than a
finger, so he should be able to go through with this, even if it was
weird. Maybe Sam was right and it was only hurting because he was
fighting it. If he could make himself relax, it would probably all be
done with in a couple of minutes. And being able to get Sam totally
naked and touch her everywhere, even between her legs, was definitely
worth a little bit of discomfort.

"You're doing well," Sam repeated, encouragingly. She gently stroked
the boy's face. "Relax, Ryan."

"That's what I'm trying to do," the boy muttered. He tried not to think
about what was happening with his arse and instead constructed an image
in his mind of Sam lying on the bed, naked, her legs spread, while he
squatted down on the floor, his hands slowly moving up the insides of
her thighs, then his fingers actually touching her pussy. He gave a
gasp as his hard cocked jerked between Sean's legs, and, at the same
moment, Sean's fingertip slipped passed his anal sphincter into his
arsehole. "Oh shit!"

"Nearly there, Ryan," said Sean. "Stay relaxed now. And remember to
tell us if you think you are going to cum."

Now that Sean's finger was inside, it didn't actually feel too bad.
Ryan refused to admit to himself that it felt good, but it certainly
wasn't as unpleasant has he had expected. He could feel the older boy's
finger moving around, twisting, sliding in and out. The young teen
wondered how long this was going to go on for, though in truth, even
though it was one of the weirdest things he had ever experienced, he
wasn't particularly desperate for the sensation to end.

"Does it feel nice?" asked Sam, with a smile.

"No," Ryan lied. Then he drew in a sharp breath and let it out in a
groan as a sudden, intense sensation, almost like an electric shock,
passed through his groin area. "Oh shit!"

Sam giggled softly. "I told you that it would feel good," she said. She
reached under and squeezed Ryan's swollen cockhead, causing the boy to
give another groan. "He making lots of precum now doctor," she said to
Sean. "I think he'll be ready to cum soon."

"Try to hold onto it a little longer if you can, Ryan," said Sean.

Ryan was in real trouble. That intense sensation that he had
experienced was coming again and again. He didn't know what Sean was
doing but it was taking him right to the very edge of orgasm and
causing his cock to jerk and throb. He knew that if this kept up for
much longer, he would suffer the ultimate humiliation of being brought
off by a finger in his arse.

"Nurse, I think we'll try an anal stimulator," said Sean. "No. 3, I
think. Would you prepare it please?"

"Yes, doctor," said Sam. "You'll like this, Ryan," she grinned, gently
patting the boy's cheek. She got up and Ryan raised his head to watch
her search in the 'doctor' bag. A moment later she took out a black
cylindrical object, probably around 7 or 8 inches long, and maybe an
inch thick. She squeezed some sort of gel along the shaft of the object
and then smeared the gel all around the shaft with her hand.

Ryan swallowed nervously and stifled a groan. Given what was currently
happening to him, it didn't take much imagination to work out where the
black thing was going. He looked at it apprehensively. It looked huge
and was certainly much thicker than a finger. He wanted to protest, to
tell them not to use that on him, but at the same time, he wanted more
of these fantastic sensations that he was experiencing. He was so mixed
up and confused. He desperately wanted to cum, but he didn't want the
humiliation of being brought to orgasm by something inside his arse. He
wanted Sean to take the finger out of his arse, but he also wanted him
to keep going. He didn't know what he wanted anymore. He groaned again
as Sean once more touched that spot inside him and his confusion
vanished. At that moment, he wanted to shoot, and nothing else mattered.

The finger disappeared from his arse, and Ryan almost groaned with
disappointment. Yet he knew what was coming and braced himself for the
new invader. Would this hurt? Would it feel as good as the finger?
Would it feel better? He didn't have to wait long to find out as Sean
worked the shaft inside him, stretching the boy's tight hole even
further than before. The object felt enormous inside his arse and Ryan
gasped aloud as Sean moved the thing around. Then came the surprise.
The thing started to vibrate.

"Holy shit!" Ryan almost lost it there and then as a brand new intense
sensation swept through his groin causing his already swollen cock to
harden even further.

"Feel good?" asked Sean.

"Oh God, yeah," Ryan groaned, without even thinking. "Ooooh!" He
squirmed as Sean continued to work the vibrator around inside him. It
was almost as though he could feel the tingling vibrations through his
entire body.

"Nurse, I think he's almost there," said Sean. "Help me get him to his
feet."

Sam quickly bent and took hold of Ryan's shoulders. "Come on, Ryan, you
need to stand up."

"Wha...? Why?" The thirteen-year-old couldn't understand what they
wanted him to do. Actually, he was having trouble thinking about
anything at all except his aching cock and the vibrator in his arse.
Unable to offer anything except token protests, he allowed Sam and Sean
to guide him up onto his feet, the vibrator still doing its work deep
inside his body.

"Try to stand up straight, Ryan," said Sean. The older boy was now
standing directly behind Ryan, and, holding the vibrator in place with
one hand, he put his other arm around the young teen's chest, pulling
him back until he was standing upright.

Standing up seemed to cause the vibrator to press more firmly against
something inside Ryan, and the sensation became more intense than ever,
causing the boy to gasp and moan aloud. He automatically reached for
his twitching cock, desperate for that final little bit of stimulation
that would push him over the edge, but Sam caught hold of his wrists,
stopping him from touching himself.

"Don't touch it; keep your hands down by your sides," said the girl.
"Don't worry; you can cum soon."

Behind Ryan, Sean was now pressed right up against the young teen, and
he suddenly started making thrusting movements with his hips, each
movement pushing Ryan's hips forwards and at the same time driving the
vibrator even deeper into the youngster's body. At the same time,
Sean's other hand was stroking firmly across Ryan's bare chest, rubbing
and squeezing the boy's pecs.

Ryan was now almost frantic. He wanted to cum so much that it hurt.
However, Sam was still holding his wrists, keeping him from touching
his erection. He gave her a pleading look, but she just smiled in
return.

"OK, Sam. Go for it," said Sean. "Make him shoot."

Sam nodded and, letting go of Ryan's wrist, she took hold of his dick
and began to quickly stroke it up and down.

Ryan sucked in a deep, shuddering breath and his body tensed. Sam saw
this and released her hold on the boy's cock and stepped back, and, at
the same moment, Sean gave a final, quick thrust forwards, plunging the
vibrator in hard and deep. Ryan's cock started to spasm, and, without
anyone touching it, it jerked up and down, pumping out long spurts of
cum that arched outwards and splashed down onto the carpeted floor.

"Oh God! Oh Shit!" Ryan moaned, totally overwhelmed by the intensity of
his release. This was his second orgasm of the evening and it was even
stronger than the first had been.

The orgasm quickly subsided, and Ryan found himself standing there
panting while both Sam and Sean watched him, both with what looked like
amused smiles on their faces. It was amazing how quickly the feelings
of absolute pleasure could be replaced by total shame. He was standing
in front of the hottest girl he had ever met, totally naked, a vibrator
in his arse, and cum dripping from his deflating cock. He was sure that
at no time in his life would he feel more totally humiliated than at
this moment. He wanted the ground to open and swallow him up. He
blinked his eyes and bit his lip as he fought to avoid adding to his
humiliation by bursting into tears.

"Ryan?" Sam's smile had gone and she now looked concerned. "Ryan,
what's the matter?"

Ryan didn't reply. He was afraid that if he spoke, he wouldn't be able
to keep himself from crying.

"Oh, Ryan." Sam hurried forwards and put her arms around the boy's
neck. She leaned closer and kissed him on the cheek. "You were
brilliant," she said, stepping back.

Sean then put his arm around the boy's shoulders in a sort of one-armed
hug. "You were totally amazing," he said. "You really were. None of the
boys that we've done this stuff with have been has totally hot as you.
You were the best ever."

For a moment, Ryan half expected to get a kiss from Sean as well, and
he breathed a sigh of relief when the fifteen-year-old let him go. He
took some slow deep breaths and forced a smile. Maybe Sean and Sam
hadn't been laughing at him after all.

"Let's get this out of you," said Sean. "Lean forwards." As Ryan leaned
forwards, Sean turned off the vibrator and eased it out of the boy's
arse. Ryan straightened up again feeling strangely empty.

"Bend forwards again; I need to clean you up," said Sean. He'd disposed
of the vibrator and now held a handful of tissues.

"Erm... I can do that myself," said Ryan, nervously.

Sean gave a grin. "Surely not still shy after everything we've been
doing."

"No, of course not."

"Well bend forwards then and let me get the job done."

Reluctantly, Ryan bent over and reached back and pulled his cheeks
apart to allow Sean to clean him up. Sean then moved around the front
and used some more tissues to wipe Ryan's cock, gently pulling back his
foreskin to wipe around the head. Again, Ryan objected, but his
objections fell on deaf ears.

Sam had been wiping the cum from the carpet. When she'd done, she stood
and watched as her brother handled Ryan's now totally deflated dick.
"Oops, we forgot something," she said. "We didn't measure his erection."

Ryan looked at the girl with a sudden feeling of trepidation. Were they
now going to try to get him hard again so that they could measure his
cock? He'd just cum twice in a row and he didn't think he could get
hard again, no matter what they did.

Sean smiled. "Never mind. We can do that next time Ryan is the
patient." He looked at the boy. "There will be a next time, right Ryan?"

Ryan stiffened. "Erm... I dunno." Did he ever want to go through any of
this again? He really didn't know.

Sean's smile turned into a laugh. "I guess it's been a bit of shock for
you. When you've had time to think about it, you'll realise that you've
enjoyed it after all." He gave the boy's dick a playful squeeze. "Next
time you'll be able to really get into it and enjoy it even more."

Sam stepped forwards, a big grin on her face. "Besides, don't forget
that you're going to be examining me next. I assume you still want to
do that."

"Yeah, of course I do," said Ryan. "You promised I could."

"And I'm going to keep my promise," giggled Sam. She leaned forwards
and kissed the boy again, this time directly on the lips. Ryan
momentarily stiffened in surprise and then relaxed. Though his eyes
widened as Sam's tongue entered his mouth and he felt her hand slide
down his chest and over his stomach and to take hold of and squeeze his
soft penis. "You are so cute," Sam laughed, as she finally broke the
kiss.

"Yeah," was all Ryan could think of to say as he stood there blushing.

*** The story continues in "Let's Play Doctor: Part 2" - Coming Soon!
***

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