Dr. Morgan 5 & 6

By brhmsj

berlioz53@yahoo.com

Copyright 2023 by brhmsj, all rights reserved

Dr. Morgan 5

Craig


Sunday afternoon Dr. Morgan had told Adam that he needed to change their appointment to Wednesday. “Same time, though. Will that work for you?” Adam said it would.

Most Tuesdays now Adam would stay in the library after school and get some homework done. It was a good way to pass the time until his meeting with Dr. Morgan. He could walk to the town’s medical building easily from school. His mother or father would pick him up afterwards for the ride home. This week he was doing it on Wednesday.

Out of habit he had gone to the library on Tuesday. As his usual time of departure approached he found himself reflecting on the past weekend. The playtime had made him feel good with no concern about its childishness. He knew that something had clicked. But the spankings were horrible and humiliating. Would he assert himself tomorrow with Dr. Morgan or accept the situation and avoid further spankings? He knew he’d get “maintenance” as the doctor saw fit, regardless. Undecided, he did his best to put it out of his mind and do his homework.

As he approached the building for the Wednesday appointment he saw a boy he recognized from school leaving the building. Adam knew that the boy’s name was Craig and that he was a year ahead of him in school. Other than that, nothing. There were doctors of all kinds in the building. Craig could be visiting anyone. As could Adam for that matter. Craig went in a different direction and the boys did not pass. Adam thought that Craig hadn’t noticed him.

The appointment’s discussion was mostly about the weekend. Adam expressed his ambivalence, especially the spankings. This led to a good conversation on just why he needed to be spanked and why boys his age needed spankings in general. Adam didn’t argue but he wasn’t happy about the situation when he left. All in all a different kind of appointment than usual. Adam eventually would understand how important this meeting had been, however.

When Adam left Dr. Morgan took some time to consider his options with the boy. Things could go in different directions. Any of them seemed positive. There was time to decide.

The next day at lunch Adam sat at a table with some classmates with whom he did eat occasionally. Things were always cordial but Adam did not feel any real connections with these guys. Part of the problem he was working on with Dr. Morgan.

The table cleared out but Adam stayed put. He had time before the next class and wanted to read something quickly before class. He was startled when Craig came up and sat down across from him.

“Hi Adam,” Craig said. Adam cautiously said hello. “So, um, I, ah, I saw you going to the medical building yesterday.” Adam couldn’t help but blush slightly. Why would Craig even mention it? And why seem so uncomfortable? Either one of them could have been going to any doctor there.

“Yeah. Our family doctor is there.” Adam hoped that would be answer enough.

“Yeah, so’s ours.” The mood relaxed a bit. Craig seemed to want to say more, though. “Um, you see other doctors there?”

“Well I suppose most people do.”

Now Craig blushed. He took a moment then, almost under this breath asked “do you know Dr. Morgan?” So that was it! Craig must think that Adam somehow guessed why he was there.

“Well, since you ask. . . yes.” There was no mistaking the look of relief on Craig’s face.

“Do you see him?”

“I admit I do. You?’

“Yes.” Neither boy knew what to say. Finally Craig spoke up again “could we meet after school? I’d like to talk about him with someone. And, well, you’re the only one I know of.” Both boys smiled at that. Adam didn’t feel insulted that he was the default person by lack of anyone else.

“Sure.” They made plans to meet, then went off to their classes.

A spot outside the school had been chosen with the expectation that it would be somewhat private. The spot also had a bench, so they could sit and chat. After greetings they sat down to another uncomfortable silence. How to start this kind of conversation?

“Did your parents make you see him?” Craig finally broke the silence.

“Yeah. . .”

“Me, too. They kinda forced me.”

Adam gave a chuckle. “Yeah, mine did, too. So, what do you think of him?”

“He’s OK. I just don’t want anyone to know. I’m sure I’d never hear the end of it.”

“That’s for sure. Well, I guess we have each other now.” Both boys relaxed. “What made you think I might be going there to see him?”

“I dunno. I saw you yesterday and somehow it felt like he wanted us to see each other. I don’t know what made me think that. I’d never seen you there before, though.”

Adam was silent. Then he said “I usually go on Tuesday. He asked me to change the day. So, since I was going to see him, I did wonder about why you were there, but there are all kinds of doctors in that building. So I guess I just forgot until you talked to me today.”

Craig nodded. “Say, I think we live in sort of the same direction. Want to walk and talk?” Adam agreed and they set off.

“I’ve been going for about a year,” Craig told Adam.

“A few months for me.”

“He does have some weird ideas. Weird to me at least.” Adam made a murmur of agreement. He was going to let Craig take the lead on this. The result was that they walked in silence for a bit. “I’m just gonna say it!” Craig said. “Has he said the ‘boys should not be modest’ b.s.?”

Adam couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes. A lot!” This felt like a major breakthrough for them. Adam decided to redirect the conversation for a bit, just to be safe. He still was uncertain about the “lack of modesty” business, not sure how to talk about it. “Do you think he’s helping you? You don’t have to tell me what you talk about.”

“I guess he is. It’s hard to say. You?”

“Kinda, I guess.” The boys let it hang there in the air.

As they neared the spot where they’d go separate directions Craig said “do you need to get right home? My house is just up this street and no one’s home until around five.” Adam gave it some thought. He didn’t know Craig but they definitely had something to talk about, maybe bond over. Or more if he was lucky. Why not?

“I can stop for a while. I’m expected around five but it’s not a long walk from here.”

“Cool,” said Craig and led the way to his house. “Put your stuff here,” Craig told Adam when they were inside. “There’s coke and stuff in the kitchen.” They went into the kitchen and Craig broke out some snacks. The kitchen had a sort of breakfast bar with stools, so the boys sat there to eat.

“I’ve never seen you before this year so I’m guessing you’re new,” Craig said when they were settled.

“No, not new. Lived here all my life, so far. We must have gone to different elementary schools. I keep my head down, anyhow.”

“I hear ya. Just somehow I don’t remember you from middle school. Sorry.”

“It’s ok. I haven’t really made many friends over the years and it seems worse in this school,” Adam admitted.

“I know how you feel. A lot of real jerks here, in my opinion. But I don’t know why you wouldn’t have friends. You seem like a nice guy.”

“The same could be said of you,” Adam responded, now with a smile.

“Guess we’re a couple of misfits,” Craig said, alluding to a yearly December cartoon on television. Now they laughed. All that settled, the boys’ conversation wandered off into typical teenage things. Classes, sports, some girls they’d noticed, even clothes. When it came time for Adam to leave they were feeling good about each other.

“I’ll catch ya tomorrow,” Craig said as Adam left.

“Yup!” Back home, Adam had some time before dinner. He tried to read but his mind kept wandering back to the afternoon with Craig. He did seem like a nice guy. Apparently he had some issues that Dr. Morgan was helping him with. They definitely shared that. He also was good looking, an unexpected admission for Adam to make to himself. Should he bring that up with Dr. Morgan? Or any of this? Should he even talk about other patients with Dr. Morgan?

What these two boys didn’t know was that Dr. Morgan had changed Adam’s appointment that week in the hope that they might encounter each other. Craig’s suspicion was correct. Adam wasn’t spending this weekend with the doctor so wouldn’t discuss meeting Craig with Dr. Morgan until Tuesday. If he did at all. He had plenty to think about before then. He wondered if Craig would say anything. They hadn’t discussed that.

Tuesday Adam was back to his regular appointment time with Dr. Morgan. He quickly changed into his play clothes. The two weekends at Dr. Morgan’s house had made him more comfortable with this situation if still not entirely happy about it. So today he was lying on his stomach playing with toy cars, his lower legs occasionally in the air like a little boy. This week he was quite readily talking about a lot of things. Nothing intimate or secret but revealing more about his feelings.

After about a half hour Dr. Morgan saw the boy’s mood change. Guardedly Adam said “I, uh, I met someone who, ah, knows you.”

“Oh? Do tell. I know so many people,” the doctor added with a slight chuckle. Adam was sure that he did.

“His name is, ah, um, Craig. He says he, ah, visits. . .”

“Yes, he does but that’s all I can tell you.”

“Oh, I understand! Just he’s the first person I’ve met who knows you. He seems like a good kid.”

“Well, I’m not spoiling any confidences when I assure that he is. As are you.” Adam blushed a little. He wanted to believe that about himself but it still was difficult.

“Thanks,” Adam said slowly. He had stopped pushing a car around. Dr. Morgan let the room be silent for as long as Adam needed. Abruptly the boy tried to change the topic. He picked up an on-going discussion about making friends at school, not understanding that this played right into his reactions to meeting Craig. When he left that day he had revealed nothing more than that he had met Craig and that they both knew Dr. Morgan. At this point there really was no more to tell.

Having heard Adam’s side of the story, Dr. Morgan was looking forward to hearing Craig’s. Craig had some of the same issues as Adam but was not locked into his childhood. He had typical teen angst which was his major issue but he, too, was having trouble feeling settled socially in school. He was not doing any regression therapy. Dr. Morgan rarely had attempted to get his clients to meet each other unless he felt there was a mutual benefit to be had. In this case he felt there was.

As for Craig, he, too, had spent the evening after he and Adam met thinking about what had gone on. It was a relief to know that he wasn’t the only kid at school seeing the doctor though he couldn’t imagine who else might be. Seeing Dr. Morgan gave him and Adam one thing in common. As his thoughts continued he saw that they shared at least one other important thing, the fact that neither felt comfortable with other kids at school.

When he got into bed that night it hit Craig that he found Adam attractive. He liked girls, or at least he thought he did. How weird to suddenly think of another guy that way. He put it out of his mind.

At his Wednesday session with Dr. Morgan Craig was more direct than Adam had been. After some brief initial talk he said “I met a kid who says he comes to you, too.” Dr. Morgan compared in his mind how the two boys had approached the topic. Given his work, he naturally found such comparisons interesting. He encouraged Craig to continue.

“There’s not much else to say,” Craig said, taking up the encouragement. “We chatted a bit. He said he sees you. He seems like a loner.” He didn’t want to share any of Adam’s personal information. “He doesn’t need to be, he seems like a good kid.”

Dr. Morgan smiled at the use of the exact same sentence. He gave the same reply, “I can assure you that he is.” Dr. Morgan let that comment settle, giving Craig a chance to continue if he wanted to. However, nothing more was said. After the two visits Dr. Morgan was left with no real sense of how the boys felt about each other, other than thinking the other was “a good kid.” If a friendship developed, that would be good. If not, so be it.

Thursday Craig casually joined the lunch table where Adam was sitting with some guys in his grade. He got a look from some of them indicating that they did not expect anyone from an upper class to sit with them. Other than he and Adam greeting each other, no one spoke to him. Craig ignored them, too, and slowly ate his lunch. He saw that Adam also was eating slowly. The other guys were talking loudly. It seemed they’d never leave.

They did leave. Both Adam and Craig audibly sighed in relief, setting off some nervous laughter.

Craig led off. Of the two, he was the more naturally direct. “I told Dr. Morgan that we’d met.”

“I did, too,” replied Adam. They smiled at each other, both liking how it felt to be sharing what otherwise was a secret.

“Did he say anything? If it’s ok to ask, I guess,” continued Craig.

“Just that he thinks both of us,” Adam started to blush, “are good guys.” Craig now blushed, too.

“He said the same,” Craig replied. “I do think you’re a good guy,” he added, now truly blushing.

It was awkward for Adam but he managed to say, “I think you are, too.” They continued eating in silence.

“Would you, ah, like, um, like to get together again sometime?” Craig stammered, having lost his directness for a moment.

“You’d like to? Really?” For Adam this was so unexpected.

“Ah, yeah, sure. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t want to.” Craig sounded sincere, not sarcastic.

“Cool! I’d love it!” Neither boy expected quite that response!

“Today?” Craig asked, almost whispering.

“Um, yeah. Meet you in the same place.” That set, they finished lunch and went about their days. Craig was able to focus on his classes but Adam had to work at it. Both were relieved when the school day ended.

Even though each was looking forward to today’s meeting both felt a bit shy when they were together outside the school. Adam broke the ice today. “We went to your house the last time. My parents won’t be home until at least six, so we should go to mine today. If you want to.” Craig did.

At the house Craig left his things by the door and the boys went upstairs to Adam’s room. Craig was impressed. “Cool stuff!” he said. “And that’s a big bed!”

“Yeah. I don’t know why but they bought me a Queen size. Certainly plenty of room for one guy to move around in.” Both chuckled a bit at that. Besides his laptop, Adam had a fairly sophisticated computer setup. It wasn’t long before the boys were surfing the net, conversation going back and forth between what they were seeing and other topics.

On their internet travels they stumbled on a photo of a group of boys at a swimming hole. Wearing swimsuits. Both boys immediately thought of Dr. Morgan’s dictum that “boys should not be modest.”

“I bet Dr. Morgan would make them swim naked,” Craig said in an automatic response to what was on the screen.

“Yeah, sure would.” Nervous laughter. The boys sensed a shift in things.

“So, ah, has he ever said you should be naked at home?”

“Ah, yeah, he said my parents could make a rule about it, too. You?”

“Same.” There was quiet as the boys processed this revelation. Then, hesitatingly, Craig asked “do you, y’know, ever. . . at home?”

Adam gave it a moment’s thought. “No. No, I haven’t.” Another pause. “But somehow I kick off my pajama bottoms in my sleep.” He blushed sharing this bit of intimacy.

“Really? I, um. . . I’ve tried sleeping nude. It’s cool.”

Now Adam wasn’t sure how to deal with this. He had slept fully nude but it was at Dr. Morgan’s. He could be truthful without giving the details. “Yeah, I have, too, a couple of times.”

This was a lot to take in. Neither boy really had stated their opinion on how he felt about being naked. As they chatted Adam had found online what both agreed was a cool site. That kept them occupied until close to five.

“Shit, I gotta go,” said Craig, genuinely unhappy about having to leave. Adam felt the same.

“Well, we’ll see each other in school tomorrow,” Adam said as they made their farewells.

That evening they both purposely took time to think over today’s meeting. Both had felt a bit of emptiness when they had to split up. A topic for the next meeting with Dr. Morgan?

The weekend was coming. In their respective beds later that evening Adam and Craig were devising a way to approach getting together over the weekend.




Dr. Morgan 6

More With Craig


At school on Friday Adam and Craig didn’t see each other until late in the day when they did manage to chat.

“I’m home alone tomorrow afternoon if you want to hang out,” Adam said, still a bit anxious about how to approach someone he didn’t know well.

Craig also was feeling a bit anxious about this. However, there was something about Adam that intrigued him and he wanted to get to know this guy better. “Sure. Thanks. After lunch?”

“Sounds good. See ya then.” They separated to go to their classes. After school they did not link up, both having things to do.

Friday night proved to be an anxious night for both of them. Adam, in particular, felt quite unsure of how to approach a new friendship. Or, so he felt, any friendship. He hadn’t had anyone to the house at all since Ricky had moved. Thursday’s visit had been impromptu and somehow didn’t count. Craig did have some guys he’d hang out with sometimes but didn’t feel close to any of them. He rarely visited anyone or had anyone visit him. Both also wondered, with great trepidation, if the topic of Dr. Morgan’s “Boys Should Not Be Modest” would come up. So far neither had seen any indication of their parents thinking to start a Naked at Home regimen. They’d never had a gym class together so had never seen each other naked. Saturday morning arrived with no solution on what, if anything, to say on that topic.

That morning Adam did a bit of tidying up in his room. This visit felt special enough that he wanted things to look good. After some back and forth in his mind he left the book Dr. Morgan had given him out where Craig would have to see it. Adam had no idea what he hoped this might lead to, but he had wondered if Craig had a copy, too. That could get some conversation going. Or it could cause all sorts of awkwardness and kill any bond that might be happening. Adam took the chance.

The Prestons had gone out before lunch and likely would not be home until after dinner. They were visiting a relative who lived over an hour away and these visits were always all-day affairs. Whatever else Adam might get up to, he didn’t cause trouble when they left him home alone.

“Invite a friend if you want,” his mother encouraged him. She wanted him to get some friends. “We’ll see,” was Adam’s reply. He wasn’t ready to put Craig into the friend category. Or to let his parents know he was hanging out with someone.

Around one-thirty the doorbell rang. It was Craig. The greetings were slightly awkward at first, neither boy sure what was most appropriate. Adam said “glad you could come over. Let’s go upstairs” once the initial hellos were done.

Upstairs Craig was impressed again with Adam’s room. He noticed that Adam had done a bit of tidying and felt flattered but said nothing. Adam happened to be turned away when Craig spotted the book. He was glad Adam didn’t see his surprised reaction. Dr. Morgan had given him a copy of the same book. This told him a lot about Adam, he thought.

“Hey, I found a cool website yesterday,” Adam said to get things rolling.

“I found one, too, that we should look at.” Adam’s was opened first and quickly the boys were quite focused on it. An hour sped by. “What was yours?” Adam asked, hoping he hadn’t been rude focusing on his site for so long.

“May I?” Craig asked indicating taking over the keyboard. Adam said “sure.” This site also was quite appealing to teen boys. It was after three-thirty when Adam said they should take a break.

“Want anything to drink?” he asked.

“Ah, sure.” Adam led the way downstairs to the kitchen. There was a good selection of sodas and seltzers in the refrigerator and each boy found something to his liking. They sat at the kitchen table, quietly enjoying their drinks.

“Want more?” Adam asked when they had emptied their glasses. He didn’t want to go back upstairs yet.

“Definitely! I’m still thirsty.” Adam refilled both glasses. Being away from Adam’s copy of Dr. Morgan’s book, Craig decided he could mention it. This way they could talk about it without looking at its pages. “I noticed the book on your bureau,” he said slowly. “I, ah, well, Dr. Morgan gave me a copy.”

“Cool!” Adam blurted out, followed by a surge of embarrassment at his enthusiasm. He had really hoped that Craig might have a copy and they could talk about it. “Did you read it?”

“Um, yeah. It’s. . . well, it has a lot of stuff in it. Whenever any of the guys at school talk about that stuff they don’t really include me, so. . .”

“Hey, at least you hear about it sometimes,” Adam replied a bit ruefully. Then he again felt embarrassed at making a revelation.

“But you can read the book and get the real information. I found some things a bit confusing because of stuff I’d heard at school. Guys do get the wrong ideas, I guess.”

Drinks done, Adam put the glasses in the sink and suggested they go back to his room. Before he sat down Craig picked up the book and thumbed it idly. “There’s even a section on boys and modesty,” he said.

“I know. I don’t know what I think of all that. I mean, I’ve been naked at Dr. Morgan’s office. . .” he had not meant to say that.

Craig gave Adam a long look. “So have I,” he admitted, speaking very quietly.

“Shit! Does he make all the guys do it?” This was something to think about for a while. “How is it for you?” Adam asked.

“Um, it’s. . . I dunno. I’m kinda used to it but it still seems kinda weird, too. I mean, it’s one thing after gym. We’re all naked. But it’s different other times. I mean it’s no big deal. Or it shouldn’t be, I guess, but still. . . Not that I’m an exhibitionist!” he added hurriedly. He was yet to really sort out his feelings on being naked in various situations.

“Haha, I didn’t think so!”

“So, what do you think?”

“Well it took some getting used to. But it’s weird, I think it may be helping me somehow. I don’t know how, it’s just a feeling. . .” The topic was now very much out in the open. There was another pause.

“So, should we. . .?” Craig asked, his voice nervous.

“Well, we’re not supposed to be modest and we’ve been dressed every time we’ve gotten together. I bet Dr. Morgan would say we should.” Adam felt like he was being quite forward now, but also it felt good.

Craig sighed. He wanted and didn’t want this. The same with Adam. After a moment Adam pulled his t-shirt off, then unbuckled his belt. “We may as well,” he said as he took off his jeans. Craig now followed suit. They were shy about it but in a few moments they both were naked, standing there facing each other, assessing each other. Both thought the other looked good naked yet were unsure about their own bodies.

“We can’t stand around all afternoon,” Adam said. He sat on the bed and picked up the book from where Craig had left it. In a bold move he said “let’s look at this.” Craig sat down next to him, their bodies not quite touching. “Any favorite parts?” Adam asked which set off laughter.

There were some parts they were comfortable talking a little bit about. They skimmed over the masturbation section, though looked long enough for it to cause erections. Each was engrossed enough in the book that at first he didn’t think about what had happened.

It wasn’t until Craig bumped Adam’s hardon while turning a page that awareness set in. “Shit! Oh, man, I’m sorry!” Craig said, almost shouting. He’d never had any contact with another boy’s penis.

Adam blushed but said it was ok, hoping to calm Craig. He didn’t want this to ruin everything. Adam and Ricky had felt each other’s penises sometimes so for him it wasn’t such a big deal. Well, it was, he admitted to himself, but he wasn’t as horrified.

Regardless, the mood had been broken. Craig said “excuse me” and went quickly to the bathroom. His initial thought was to jack off but then decided that a good pee would make his erection go down a bit. He was right.

Back in the bedroom Adam was going soft now that Craig was gone. Also because he was anxious about what this incident might mean in the longer run. Even if he and Craig didn’t become good friends, he didn’t want this hanging between them.

Craig returned, said “sorry” again, and stood in the doorway, unsure what to do or say.

“No prob, really. Let’s play on the computer again,” Adam said. This time he found a game and that kept them busy until almost six. It also made them forget they were unclothed.

“I really should go home,” Craig said when he had seen the time. He sounded reluctant which Adam hoped was a good sign.

“Yeah, I guess you should.” Adam felt the same. “What are you doing tomorrow?”

Craig brightened up at the thought that Adam still wanted to see him after what he still thought of as a disaster. “I’ve got homework.”

“So do I.”

“But maybe something in the afternoon. Give me your cell phone number and we can text.” Quickly numbers were entered into phones. “Oh, what’s your email?” Now email addresses were exchanged. “Cool. I guess I’ll catch ya tomorrow,” Craig said as he dressed. He noticed that Adam was not getting dressed. “Are you showing me to the door like that?”

“Oh, I guess that would be a bit weird.” After a moment’s thought Adam said “no one will see me. And boys shouldn’t be modest!” With that they went downstairs, laughing at the absurdity of it all.

“Thanks, man. This was a good day,” Craig said as he went out the door.

“Yeah!” Adam agreed. He shut the door and went up to his room. The memory of Craig touching him came back and his hardon came back, too. He found the book, settled on his bed, turned to the masturbation section, and tried to see if he could use one of the suggested techniques on himself. It wasn’t smooth but he noticed that he held out longer than he had previously. Should he tell Dr. Morgan?

Adam hadn’t been naked with anyone since Ricky moved away. Other than after gym class that is. It felt good. It brought back fond memories. That felt good, too. Something else he should tell Dr. Morgan?

Craig walked home slowly. This had been quite an afternoon. Being naked with another guy was a new experience. He admitted to himself that he enjoyed it, and he liked seeing Adam naked. Did it go both ways? What did Adam think of him naked? But Adam did want to get together again. That was good!

It was bedtime when the memory of bumping Adam’s hardon had Craig wanting to masturbate. His parents had always been open about sex and made him as ready as possible for the changes he’d go through in puberty. As a result he never had felt uncomfortable about masturbation and had taken time to experiment as he learned. Still, he found the book’s section on masturbation interesting and he did learn a few new things.

His cock felt as hard as it ever had been. Was it today’s incident bringing this on? He wondered why. He let himself relax and enjoy his session. He shuddered hard when he reached his orgasm. Tonight it was true that a good orgasm could make for a good night’s sleep.

As so often happens with a new friendship, Adam and Craig were uncertain as to who should make the first move on Sunday. So, it was late morning when Craig finally took a deep breath and texted Adam. “Want to come over here? I’ll be alone for a few hours.”

“YES!” Adam texted back. A time was set for after Craig’s parents had left. He didn’t feel ready to have them meet his new friend yet.

Adam didn’t want to appear overeager, as excited as he was. He managed to time his arrival for a few minutes after the appointed time. It seemed like Craig was right at the door. “Hi!” he said, his voice betraying excitement. “C’mon in!” Adam didn’t hesitate. Craig led them to the kitchen. “I know you’ve had lunch but I put out some dessert.” They smiled at each other.

“Thanks, man! We’d best not be modest,” Adam said as he started pulling off his clothes.

“Yup!” Both started laughing at it all. Craig followed and very quickly they were naked, clothes in piles on the floor. “Make sure we take those upstairs with us. That could awkward if my parents got home.” They laughed some more at the absurdity of it.

The dessert was nothing special, just store-bought pastries. Craig asked if Adam wanted coffee but he didn’t, so they settled on milk, which was fine with both. After they ate they cleaned the table, put the dishes in the sink, and went upstairs.

When they got to Craig’s room Adam was impressed that now it was Craig who made some effort to look tidy. Craig sat in his chair, Adam on the edge of the bed. Adam said “you realize that we were naked down there and didn’t think a thing of it?”

“Yeah. Never thought I’d do that. Oh shit! Our clothes are still down there!” The boys ran downstairs, scooped up their clothes, made sure nothing was left behind, and went back upstairs. They dropped their clothes on the floor and started laughing almost uncontrollably. In their laughter they fell back on the bed, lying side by side.

When the laughter stopped neither said anything. Adam broke the silence. “Are you going to tell Dr. Morgan about all of this?”

“Wow, hadn’t thought about it. Certainly would be a lot to tell.” And maybe more Adam thought.

“I tell him a lot. He’s a bit scary in a way and usually when I leave our sessions it seems he’s gotten a lot of information out of me. Sometimes things I. . . well, y’know. . .”

There was silence again. Then quietly Craig said “it’s. . . it’s the same with me, I guess. It’s like he has some magic power. But it’s. . . well, I don’t know, somehow I don’t feel like. . . like I shouldn’t say things. Y’know what I mean?” Adam just nodded.

There was more silence. Lying together was feeling good. As with yesterday, they were close without touching. Adam hadn’t felt this intimate with anyone since Ricky moved away. It brought back good feelings yet was scary, too.

For Craig this was a completely new experience. He had no idea how to behave and now was lying there frozen. Adam sensed his discomfort but had no idea what to say. Both boys tried to relax.

Someone had to break the silence, Adam thought. Tentatively he said “yesterday, after, y’know. . . did you. . . y’know. . .?” Craig knew what was being asked. For Adam, his time at Dr. Morgan’s house had made masturbation not quite so private anymore, but for Craig it was completely private, right down to never discussing it. Except with Dr. Morgan who somehow made it comfortable for him. Now Adam was asking him and wanting to talk about it.

Now Craig was very red in the face and glad that Adam wasn’t looking at him. He stammered a bit, finally saying “yeah, before bed.” He heard Adam give a sigh of relief now that it was out in the open. Craig sighed, too. “What about you?”

Things felt better. Adam chuckled slightly and said “right after I got home.” That set off another round of laughter.

After just a few days they were sharing all sorts of things they never expected to tell anyone. It was a lot to process. For the time being they just relaxed where they were, little tension in the air now, but quiet nonetheless.

“Do you do stuff from the book?” Adam asked. He always assumed that any boy his age was better at it than he was.

“I’ve tried some,” Craig replied. It wasn’t so hard to talk about now. “You?”

“I, um. . . I tried one. . .”

“Cool! Let me get my book.” Craig jumped up and pulled the book out of a drawer. He sat down on the bed, Adam sat up, and Craig turned to the masturbation section. It looked to Adam like that part of the book had been well thumbed. Craig had his copy a lot longer than Adam, so it made sense. Except that it could mean something else, too.

Now, as they looked at the book, they were touching but unaware of it as they concentrated on reading. “I’ve done this one a couple of times,” Craig said, pointing out one technique.

“Hm,” was all Adam said. He was a bit uncomfortable fully admitting that he’d used only one so far, and that it was to improve his undeveloped technique. Craig did come to it, though. “I’ve tried that,” Adam said, trying to sound like he’d done more than one.

“It’s a good one!” Craig said. “One of my faves.” That was all it took to get both boys hard. As before, their concentration on the book distracted them from their erections. Suddenly both became aware of the elephant in the room. Or, rather, the hardons on the bed. Instinctively they pulled apart slightly. There was a long silence.

Adam gulped and said “should we. . .?” Craig’s answer was to grab his erection and begin to slowly stroke. His was one of those erections that can make a boy feel desperate. His need for release was stronger than his desire not to have Adam see him. Adam followed suit, keeping an eye on Craig to see how he did it. He had a nice cock, Adam thought. Craig was thinking the same of Adam’s.

What Adam noticed most was that Craig worked slower than he did. Yesterday had been his first time trying to be slower. He didn’t think he could hold out as long as Craig. A few quiet grunts signaled that he was getting close, then a low groan and he shot way up his chest. Craig had started watching him as soon as heard the grunts.

“Wow, man! That was hot!” Craig said, followed by his own noises of nearing climax. Seeing Adam shoot was pushing him over the edge. He let out a much louder groan and let go with an equally impressive shot. For the moment there was heavy breathing.

“You were hot, too,” Adam said admiringly when his breathing felt normal.

“I’ve never done it with anyone,” Craig said quietly. “You’re the first person to see me.”

Having been masturbated by Dr. Morgan, Adam couldn’t quite say the same. But Dr. Morgan had not watched him masturbate. Adam knew he could say “same with me” with confidence, which he did.

“Gotta clean up,” Craig said. He had an old towel already crusty from many sessions. He found a better one which he handed to Adam. Adam had never thought to keep his own towel around. He usually used paper towels which he threw away in the hopes that his parents wouldn’t see.

Clean, they were about to settle in front of the computer when they heard the unmistakable sound of a car in the driveway.

“Shit! They’re home!” Two boys dove into the piles of clothes, more than once pulling out something which belonged to the other. They were finishing dressing when the back door opened. Craig’s mother called “Craig, we’re back!”

“Hi Mom, Dad. My friend Adam is here. We’ll be right down.” Downstairs his parents reacted with a bit of surprise. It had been a long time since Craig had last called anyone his friend. Maybe Dr. Morgan was doing quite well with the boy.

When the boys descended, Craig’s parents were impressed with Adam’s good looks and his polite manners.

“Thanks for letting me visit,” Adam said after introductions.

“It’s Craig who’s letting you visit, but you’re quite welcome,” Craig’s Dad said. When the small talk was done the parents went to put away what things they had.

“I really should get home, anyhow,” Adam said. So only Craig could hear he quietly said “this has been great. I mean it! Thanks.”

“Yeah, it has.” Both fought the urge for the hug they wanted. That would happen someday.

Their visits that week with Dr. Morgan were full of stories about each other. The doctor never revealed his part in bringing them together. A new friendship was showing signs of being beneficial for both boys.

Dr. Morgan would let the friendship takes its own course. Maybe this would be another successful meeting of two youngsters like he’d had with the aforementioned Andrew and a boy named Kenneth.

In the meantime, he wanted Adam for another weekend in order to assess his development. Adam hadn’t entirely improved at home yet. His behavior had earned him his first spanking from his father since the therapy had started. Resentment had led to another two days later. That got the message through to him. Dr. Morgan wanted some extended time to focus on this with the boy, including a maintenance spanking. Maybe one at bedtime one night, too.

There also would be Adam’s first experience with Naked at Home, just not at his own home.