Richard's Cross-Country Run 3

By Jane Marwood
hagnaby77@yahoo.com

Copyright 2024 by Jane Marwood, all rights reserved

[11,115 words]´

Richard was left to make his way to the next station as the warden watched his progress, although she was still talking to the nurses at the first station. He could see that there were four white-coated females also watching his progress as he neared the dental station. The embarrassment he felt as he saw them all viewing his nakedness made him blush deeply.

He was aware that his penis was still fully erect and that their interest and glances seemed to alternate between his groin and his reddened face. The youngest of the four greeted him with a look of disdain. “For heavens sake, boy you are taking your time. Even with your crutches, you should have been here forty minutes ago. Come along I want you in the chair. Now back up to it and I’ll lift your leg into position. I saw you getting your swats and I’m surprised that you didn’t get at least a dozen for your tardiness.” Her thoughts as she looked at his naked body increased her feeling of disgust for the young boy.

What a perfectly proportioned young boy. Every inch of him. His good-looking face and articulate features, his beautiful skin, not one ounce of fat. Not overly muscled… in fact, sheer perfection… and yet all of it wasted. I would have walloped that cute bottom until it was a deep purple. He has been given every flawless physical feature and frittered it away. What a completely selfish young boy you are.

Richard was just about to explain when she put her hand up with her hand placed like a stop sign. “I don’t want to hear any excuses.” She took both his crutches as he perched himself on the dentist’s chair. The young dental assistant carefully lifted both his legs and swivelled him around so that his legs were straight, and his body was seated upright against the backrest. He could see that one girl was older than the rest and she stood back as another of the girls tied a bib around his neck. She looked down at his erect penis as she finished tying his bib. “Showing off are you, well I can tell you that we are not impressed.”

She stood back as the older of the four came forward with a stainless-steel device in her hand. “Open wide.” Richard obediently opened his mouth as wide as he could and felt the young woman place the device inside his mouth. She pressed a lever on the Molt gag dental retractor, opening his mouth even wider.

“Lay your head back on to the headrest.” Richard obeyed her, realising that he was now facing the high ceiling. “Stay still.” She admonished him as she reached for another device from the tray at the side of the chair.

Richard nearly choked as a tubular device was put into his mouth. He could feel the saliva ejector sucking at the moisture that was gathering in his throat due to the positioning of his head. The attention to his mouth did not detract from the humiliation of sitting in the dental chair whilst naked with his penis sticking up in the air.

“Hold his arms for me please while I check him over, please. The authority with which she spoke, made Richard assume, correctly, that she was the dentist. He felt his wrists being held at either side of the chair and to his embarrassment he felt a hand being placed high up on his left thigh. The hand did not stop there, he suddenly felt his scrotum being lifted as fingers wrapped around the shaft of his penis and retracted his foreskin.

He shivered as at the same time the dentist’s fingers entered his mouth and she began to feel around his upper teeth. She was applying pressure, both forward and backwards. He felt the retractor being removed and then replaced in the other side of his mouth as she continued with his upper teeth. Richard shivered as he felt his foreskin being drawn up the shaft of his penis and then down again, while at the same time his testicles were hefted up between his legs and squeezed firmly.

He looked tried to look down and was instantly censured by one of the assistants. “Keep still boy;” was the sharp instruction. All he was able to see were the three faces of the dentist and two of her assistants. He felt his penis throb as delicate fingers played with his penis and testicles. His mouth seemed to be invaded by the dentist’s hand as she began gripping and putting pressure on his lower teeth. Somehow the fingers in his mouth and the attention to his penis seemed to arouse him and he felt his penis begin to throb urgently. He felt the dentist remove her fingers from his mouth and saw her take a stainless-steel rod with a mirror on the end of it. In her other hand she held a spiked rod of similar length. Richard felt uncomfortable as she prodded and poked almost every tooth. She did not normally pronounce her findings, but she was so impressed that she let her thoughts slip from her lips in a murmur. “Perfectly aligned and nice and solid.”

As if on cue the assistants let him go. The retractor was removed as was the saliva ejector. To his shame they stood back and looked at his naked body. The assistant’s attention seemed to be on his genitals as the dentist looked into his face.

Reluctantly she commented. “Well, boy, your teeth are in excellent condition, how often do you brush?” Richard was again blushing profusely but managed to answer. “Er, in the morning and at night, and just after each meal er, Ma’am.” She looked at his face and then down at his body. How could such a beautiful boy be in so much trouble. The type of boy that she was used to in these inductions were always roughly spoken and even rougher in appearance; their teeth never having seen a toothbrush. And yet here in her chair there was a boy with a body that was perfect; unmarred by tattoos signifying gang membership or sentimental drivel. He was nicely spoken and unusually timid for a young teenager. His face was a testament to his abject embarrassment. He hardly dared to look at the dentist as she spoke to him. “If you were my boy, you would be over my knees receiving a good spanking every day until you mended your ways. How on earth you got yourself in so much trouble I have no idea. You certainly don’t seem the type. All you needed was a strict regimen and a thoroughly good spanking every day until you got back into line. Poor, stupid boy, going into custody when a thick leather belt would have sorted you out in no time at all.”

She patted him on the cheek but did not comment. Richard was able to look down at his body. He blushed instantly as he saw that his penis was completely upright and throbbing visibly. It was at this moment that the pretty warden arrived with his file in her hand. “Sorry I couldn’t get here sooner. I have his file here. He has not been sentenced from the courts; he is here for an adoption exam. He is not one of the custodial boys.” She handed the dentist his file.

The dentist looked rather scathingly at the young warden. “Why on earth didn’t you come here sooner instead of gossiping with the medical staff. I will get one of my assistants to take his file to the next station.” She emphasised the ‘I’. “You had better get back to your custodial boys.” She dismissed her with a wave of her hand and turned to Richard.

“I am sorry…” she looked at the front of the file. “Erm… Richard. You should have spoken up. Never mind I’ll get your file taken across to the next station before you get there.” She gave the file to an assistant, the one whom Richard had tried to explain his circumstances to.

“Here girl, take his file to ‘Gen Med’ and make sure they know that he is here for his adoption medical.” Richard could see that the dentist was displeased with the girl. The girl blushed, but to her credit she turned to Richard. “I am sorry… erm Richard. I thought you were one of the custodial boys. I will make sure that they know properly who you are.”

The dentist spoke to another of the assistants. “Make him a rinse and give it to him.” She again turned to the boy as the assistant filled a plastic cup with a strong reddish coloured mouthwash. “Swill it around for a good minute and spit into the bowl.” She gestured to the small white spit-bowl by the side of his head. “I want to make sure that Gen Med have got your full details and more importantly have read them.” She turned and walked towards the next station. The two assistants that were left began to stroke his chest, watching him as he took a mouthful of the strong liquid and began to swirl it around his mouth until he could no longer taste the latex of the dentist’s glove.

One of the assistant’s wiped his mouth after he had embarrassedly spat into the bowl. The porcelain gurgled as the suction pump sucked the mouth wash away. The two pretty assistants continued stroking his chest and to his shame, closely examined his body. His penis had not deflated one iota, but at least he could not feel, or see, it throbbing anymore. He was surprised to see the young warden return. She was holding a towel which Richard discovered was filled with ice as she placed it on his lap.

“Here this should help!” she immediately walked away after giving the assistants a wry smile. Richard gasped at the intensity of the cold pack as he sat blushing while the dental assistants continued to comfort him. Soon the ice began to cause him severe discomfort and as he began to writhe from the severe cold, an assistant saw his discomfort and lifted it from his lap. “Well, that seems to have done the trick, Richard.” She patted his cheek and then to his relief placed a thick towel over his pubis. The assistants moved away and began to prepare the station for the next intake leaving Richard to his thoughts.

It was about fifteen minutes before the dental assistants seemed ready for him to move on to the next station. Richard discovered, as the towel was whisked away and the assistants helped him up, that his penis was now thankfully flaccid. As soon as his left foot was firmly on the floor the dental assistants handed him his crutches and helped him stand straight.

“Richard dear, please excuse us, we thought you were one of those rough Borstal boys. Why on earth the warden took so much time bringing your file I do not know, you must have been terribly embarrassed.” She patted his cheek. “I think this next station is the last one for you, Richard. Again, I am sorry for the mix up, you are a beautiful looking boy, and you are very well mannered, so we all wish you well.” She smiled at him again.

The Gen Med station was the largest and the most comprehensively equipped. There were about twelve female staff that he could see, but through an open doorway behind the girls and their equipment, Richard caught a glimpse of an office with several young secretaries handling paperwork. They were all smartly dressed in normal office attire. He could feel his face blushing as one of the youngest nurses approached him and smiled. Now, my name is Nurse Dowling, just call me Nurse. That goes for the other nurses too!” She glanced at his file.
“Richard Cross, stroke Devereaux. Am I right in thinking that your present name is Cross and that after your adoption you will take the name of Devereaux?”

She smiled at him sweetly as he nodded, her glance travelled from his face and down to the rest of his naked body. She laughed when she saw his face colouring up. “Don’t be shy Richard, this is your last station, and I promise you that we will treat you with respect and kindness. Once you have completed our examination here, you will be given a form and a medical report that entitles your future family to adopt you legally.”

She looked at the folder in her hand. “My goodness Richard, it says you are being adopted by Lady Devereaux. Is that correct?” Richard had to smile despite his naked embarrassment. “Yes, Nurse.” The nurse smiled back at him, and Richard could see that she was genuinely pleased for him. For some reason he felt a tear in his eyes. The nurse noticed that he seemed emotional as she examined his beautiful form. “Well, let’s get you started. Your crutches give me a bit of a problem, but I think we may be able to get around it. Come with me to that apparatus over there. What I have done is put a trestle under the high bar. You will have to pull yourself up until your chin is over the bar. The trestle will be pushed between your legs and should stop your right leg from reaching the floor.”

Richard looked at the bar which was held firmly on two stands. The trestle had been placed ready to be pushed underneath. He recognized the bar as being very similar to the one in the gymnasium at his school and was used for chin-ups. He had used the one at school many times and was confident that he would be able to acquit himself fairly well. What he did realise though, was that his arms would be at full stretch each time making the length of the pull-up twice as difficult. Two other young nurses were standing at either side of the stands as he used his crutches expertly, moving quickly alongside the nurse to stand under the horizontal bar. He turned around so that he was facing towards the nurse. Both nurses that had been waiting for him, took him under the arms and pulled his crutches away. He blushed again as their hands and bodies pressed against him. Nurse Dowling smiled at his blushes as she instructed him. “Reach for the bar and get your chin over it, then let yourself down gently. The trestle will stop you reaching the floor with your feet. Right, off you go… just do one for a start.”

The nurses let go of him and as Richard took the strain of his body and lifted himself until his chin was well over the bar, the nurses pushed the trestle between his legs and watched as he lowered himself. He gasped as he felt Nurse Dowling cup her hand around his scrotum. He felt her cool hand pull his testicles forward as he came to rest upon the padded top of the trestle. He was blushing deeply as she looked at his blushing face. “I have to hold your testes out of the way otherwise you could squash them, and I know that that can be very painful for you young boys.” She winked at him. “Don’t be embarrassed; I will have to do this every time, especially when you get tired. Now show me how many you can do.” The two nurses that had pushed the trestle in place adjusted its position slightly as he began to perform chin-ups.” Richard was easily clearing the bar until he got to ten repetitions, he was much slower on the eleventh and he found it a great effort as he just managed number twelve. He sat astride the trestle, breathing deeply, as the nurse released his testicles.

All three nurses looked at him admiringly. “That was the best score we have had today. Even those rough louts with all their bravado could not manage more than eight. Now stay still.” She took a stethoscope from around her neck and listened to his heartbeat. Her left hand stroked his chest as she listened. “Well done, your heartbeat is nice and steady. You must be very fit.”

Richard was made to haul his body up by the bar once again, until he was clear of the trestle. The nurses held him as he let himself down taking the weight on his left leg as his crutches were placed under his arms. Nurse Dowling took him to a chair by the side of a table, where seated opposite him was an older nurse. She had a kindly face and smiled at him as he was helped to sit with his leg straight forward. Nurse Dowling placed a soft pad under his heel. He was conscious that his penis and testicles were in full view of the nurse as she spoke to him. “I hope you are not afraid of needles are you.” She looked at her notes. “Richard Cross, is that your name?’” Richard was blushing as he answered her. “Yes Nurse.”

She patted him on his left knee as she reached for a cannula. “Just a little prick, lay your arm on the table.” Richard did as she asked laying his palm upwards, so the inside of his forearm was available to her. He hardly felt the cannula piercing his skin as she placed a plaster over it to hold the plastic part in place. She then proceeded to take four phials of blood from him. “There we are all done. Now I want a urine sample from you. Nurse Dowling will help you up.” Richard was blushing at her words as Nurse Dowling helped him stand with his crutches beneath his arms.

The older nurse casually took hold of his penis and pulled it forward. She used both of her hands as she pulled his penis until it was stretched fully outwards. She was delighted with the young boy’s shiver as she retracted his foreskin until it too was stretched to its maximum travel. She kept it fully stretched back with one hand while she took a glass sample container and placed his penis inside the rim so that most of it entered the large glass vessel.

She looked into the young boy’s face delighting in his rather flushed good looks. “I am just going to hold you like this until Nurse Dowling encourages you to give me a sample.” Richard was mortified. How could he just have to stand there while the attractive young woman held his penis. Her soft cool hands, holding him firmly by his most private part, while the other nurses were turning towards him and watching his shameful captivity. The woman compounded his shame by looking up at his face, her expression was one of enquiry, as if she were asking him whether he was going to complain.

Nurse Dowling reached over to the table and opened a container. She took out a thick pad and placed it on his stomach. Richard shivered as he felt the ice-cold pad. “Off you go Richard, give me a little wee-wee into the jar.” Richard was dumbstruck as he suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He was blushing shamefully as the nurse held the vessel with one hand and the shaft of his penis with the other keeping his foreskin stretched back securely.

Richard could not help his urge to urinate, and he began to pee into the jar. Even the sound of his urine embarrassed him as, helplessly, he urinated until his bladder was empty. The nurse withdrew the metrically marked measuring container until just the tip of his penis was pointed down into the jar. Nonchalantly, she squeezed the shaft, drawing her fingers forward and making him eject the last few drops. His body shivered as he finished. He was blushing to a deep scarlet as the seated nurse ran her hands up and down the shaft of his penis several times, feeling it throb as the flesh began to thicken.

“Good boy, now it’s time to see the Doctor. She is very nice just as long as you do as you are told.” She turned to Nurse Dowling as she threw the ice pad into the bin. “Please get this boy up onto the examination table. She will want to examine his leg so remove the fibre-cast so that he can bend his knee.” Richard was feeling utterly humiliated as he was walked to the examination table. It was a complex looking couch with many divides on the surface of the bed. Two new nurses took hold of him as he neared the table. Expertly they took charge of his body and cleverly hoisted him until he was laid on his back with his legs straight down onto the bed.

As Nurse Dowling began to undo the catches on the cast, one of the nurses picked up the positioning controller and went into her familiar routine to alter the settings of the bed. Even though the cast was much lighter than the ones he had had previously, he felt a physical relief as the cast and the sock beneath it were taken away. The nurses packed soft supports around his thigh as they arranged his body upon the bed. He could hear the hissing sound of the pneumatic cylinders as the foot of the bed parted until his legs were spread wide. From his waist down to his feet, the bed was parted into a vee shape. The stirrups had moved apart along with the two sections. One of the nurses moved to stand between his legs and pushed a pad under his bottom and then moved it further up under the small of his back. He could feel that his buttocks were now raised well above the surface.

He heard the hiss of levers moving as his left leg was raised high into the air. The ignominy of his position as the nurses stood back and looked at him, was particularly shameful. One of them leaned over his hip and peered between his buttocks. He watched her as she placed her hand between the cheeks of his bottom and firmly stroked her fingers over his sphincter. He shivered at the sensation, making her look up at him and smile. Richard could feel his lips tremble as another sudden blush saturated his face.

It was several minutes later that Richard was alerted by the movement of the uniformed nurses. He knew that the doctor was coming when suddenly they all seemed to stand straighter and look towards the door of the office.

The doctor walked briskly from the doorway to the side of the examination table. With her was a young secretary who walked behind her with her clipboard. The doctor was wearing a short open white coat which revealed her navy-blue blouse and skirt. He was surprised to see the clear outline of her breasts and could not help noticing her nipples pressing against the material. He quickly averted his gaze in embarrassment. She was not tall but exhibited a brisk and efficient manner. She spoke crisply as she stood by the bed, her enunciation was precise and beautifully modulated. “I am Doctor Walters. I will be examining you today so that your new family will have a comprehensive record of the state of your health.”

Richard could see that the doctor was young, probably in her mid-twenties, he thought. She had an intelligent looking face, with high forehead and neat features. Her eyes were a lovely mixture of grey and green. She narrowed her gaze and focussed on his naked body. Her look was keen and perceptive, seemingly missing nothing. Her small and beautifully shaped mouth opened slightly, showing her perfect teeth as she looked him over. She was wearing very little makeup, and her overall appearance was one of confidence and authority, tempered by her attractiveness and gentle smile. Her body was quite slender and tapered from her full breasts to her very narrow waist. She moved gracefully as she bent over to get a closer look at his right leg. Richard recognised that she seemed to be fit and imagined that she must run or workout on a regular basis.

“Richard, just relax. I have read your file and have just been looking at your latest x-rays. Your femur has recovered very well from a closed fracture. The bone has knitted better than predicted and appears strong and well formed. So, I am going to let you bend your knee, it may seem rather stiff having been in the same position for many weeks.” She turned to the nurses showing her back to Richard as she instructed them. Richard could not understand all the medical jargon, but as the doctor stood back, they busied themselves packing his leg with supports in various places.

The doctor turned to Richard and placed her cool hands upon his leg. She began to gently manipulate his thigh and calf until his knee was spread further apart from his raised left leg. His right knee was bent with great care until his lower leg and foot was turned inwards. Finally, on her instruction, his left leg was hoisted another few inches until he suddenly became aware that the cheeks of his buttocks had become completely separated with his latest positioning. He could not help blushing as he took stock of the embarrassing posture that they had placed his body in ready for his examination.

His realisation of his position embarrassed him. His final posture provided the doctor and nurses with total access to every part of his body. His legs were now very widely spread; his hips were raised higher than his head, and to his consternation and embarrassment, his bottom cheeks were rudely parted to such an extent that he could feel the cooler atmosphere of the room against his sphincter and of course his penis and testicles were most prominently displayed.

The doctor took the stethoscope from around her neck and placed the earpieces in her ears. She smiled at him gently and spoke softly as if he were a child. “Deep breaths now… in and out… in… out. That’s the way.” She proceeded to move the cool diaphragm over his chest. Her left hand moved across his chest randomly as she used the stethoscope with the slender fingers of her right hand.

Her auscultation of his body was very thorough, moving from his chest to the right-hand side of his torso. She paused and then moved to his hip. She placed her hand on the lower part of his tummy just above the shaft of his penis and placed the diaphragm on the crease between thigh and torso listening to the femoral aorta. Richard blushed in response as the doctor listened for quite a while before moving to his right foot. She placed the diaphragm on the upper part of his foot near to his ankle and listened intently.

She spoke rapidly to the young secretary watching her as she filled in the form on the clipboard, again Richard was ignorant of the medical terminology that she used. He did feel very embarrassed as she looked at his naked body, her eyes resting on his bared penis and testicles. She had an expression of superiority as if to say, I can look at you as much as I like and there is nothing you can do about it.

The young Doctor returned to stand by Richard’s head and smiled at him again. “Well Richard, you are a fit young man. Healthy lungs and excellent blood flow. Now the nurses will just take your temperature and your pulses while I get ready for the next part of your exam. I will get someone to wash your right leg so that you will feel more comfortable when we eventually replace your cast.”

Richard was mesmerised by the doctor. He could not have explained why, but her charisma was beguiling and her kindness towards him was comforting. It had not occurred to him that the offhand and disdainful treatment that he had received so far from the staff of the other stations, was in sharp contrast to her kindly persona.

The doctor and secretary walked back to her office as three nurses gathered around him. A very young nurse pulled her trolley alongside the bed. She was blushing as she looked at him flirtatiously. “Hello bare baby. I am going to wash your leg. I know that it is poorly so I will be very gentle with you. I’ll make sure that the flannel is nice and warm.” She took a small flannel from a stainless-steel cauldron and placed it gently onto his thigh. She had a bar of wetted soap in her other hand with which she proceeded to rub delicately down his thigh. Her eyes kept flicking towards his face as she began to wash him competently.

Richard could feel the other two nurses sticking contacts onto his chest, then to his right side and another pair onto both of his feet.” Having accomplished that they gathered the cables together and hung them over his left leg which was placed high in the stirrup. They turned away and left him alone with the young nurse.

Richard blushed as he realised that the nurse was very young. She reached around between his legs and underneath the juncture of his thigh and torso. The back of her hand brushed against his testicles as she applied the soap and warm flannel. She looked at his face as her hand touched his testicles again and then to his embarrassment, she intentionally lifted them as if they were in the way of her cleansing him, she seemed well aware that he knew it was deliberate and yet she did not seem to care.

“My you are good looking, what’s your name?” Richard blushed at her words, his face becoming increasingly red as she touched his scrotum once more. “Oh, er… it’s Richard, er… nurse.” She smiled cheekily and seemed to be flirting with him as she whispered. “How old are you, Richard?” He was blushing constantly as he answered her. “Oh… er… thirteen, nurse.” She smiled cheekily again. “Have you got a girlfriend Richard?” Richard seemed embarrassed by the question. “No Miss, I mean, er… nurse.”

She looked into his face as her hand stroked his thigh gently. “Well, you will have lots, Richard. You are super looking, and you have a lovely body. I like touching you and if the other nurses weren’t about, I would kiss you on the lips. I didn’t like those bad boys that we have just had come through. They were awful.” She picked up the flannel again. “I had better get you washed as they will be back with the ECG machine, and you have to stay still for that.”

She pushed the trolley firmly against the bed and walked around the foot of the bed so that she was standing between the widely spread halves of the bed and stirrups. She worked quickly and proficiently until she had washed and dried him. She turned towards him so that she was looking down at his pubis. Her body was also shielding his openly displayed genitals from the view of the other nurses. Without warning she grasped his penis in her small hand and squeezed it firmly several times before letting him go. “There, Richard, that is something to remember me by. You have a super willy, and I would really love to play with it if I got the chance. I am sixteen and my name is Amanda. I can’t kiss you although I really want to. Bye Richard, I’ll see you later when I come to clean you up after your tests.” She smiled knowingly at him… you never know you might like them.”

Richard watched her as she walked out from between his legs and gathered her cloths and trolley, pushing it in front of her as she left. Richard was left alone; his face was bright red, and he could still feel the effect of the touch of her hand upon his penis.

It was probably ten minutes later when the two senior nurses returned wheeling a machine between them.

“We’ll just connect you up and then you can lie still for us.”

One of the nurses smiled at him as she asked. “Was Mandy teasing you? I bet she was, we don’t get many good-looking young boys in here, so I bet she was.” Richard had to smile. “Just a little bit nurse.” The girl laughed, I thought she was. Just lie still and I’ll start the ECG.”

Richard could hear the printer at the foot of the machine as it spewed out a long sheet of calibrated print and recorded waveforms. The nurses had laid their hands gently upon his leg and torso, reminding him not to move as the machine did its work. It wasn’t long before the printer came to a halt, and they began to peel the contacts from his body. “It’s a good job you don’t have any body hair, these contacts really do pull hair out when we take them off.”

One of the nurses wheeled the machine away while the nurse that had been talking to him reached out to a table and produced a large glass and chrome thermometer and a tube of lubricant. She moved to stand in the vee shaped gap between the widened examination bed, just as Amanda had done. She unscrewed the top of the lubrication tube to reveal a long nozzle. She laid it and the tubular thermometer next to his right leg as she took a pair of latex gloves from her pocket. She smiled at him as she donned the gloves. Richard watched in trepidation as he got an inkling of what she was about to do.

“You have to relax for this bit. I am going to lubricate you and then I am going to pop this thermometer up into your bottom. I am very good at this, so I promise I won’t hurt you.”

Richard coloured up instantly as he saw her lubricate two of her gloved fingers. She smiled at him again as she placed her hand between the cheeks of his bottom. “Try and relax, you will get the hang of it in a minute as I will put plenty of lubricant on you and then up inside you. Here we go.” Richard could not help fidgeting as her fingers stroked over his sphincter. He felt a reluctant throb run up through his bottom and his penis as she began to press quite firmly. She squeezed more lubricant onto her fingers and then increased the pressure against the tender ring of his sphincter muscle. She stopped for a moment and greased the nozzle of the tube. Deftly she penetrated his sphincter with the slender nozzle and Richard felt the cool lubricant being squeezed up inside his bottom.

“There we are, Richard. I have used plenty of lubricant, so that you won’t be too uncomfortable. Just try and relax your bottom for this next bit.” She looked over her shoulder as the other nurse returned to the examination bed and stood at his side looking down at him. She placed both hand upon his chest and began to stroke him gently. “Just lie still, sweetheart. Nurse Janice is very skilled at this.” Richard tried to think of which muscle he needed to relax when he suddenly felt himself being penetrated.

It felt so intimate as her finger wriggled its way through his sphincter and he suddenly felt it inside of him. He could not help murmuring as she see-sawed her finger in and out of his opening. She deliberately spoke gently and soothingly to him.

“Here we go, sweet boy, oops there we are, try and relax now.” The second finger seemed to be stretching his bottom hole so wide that he gasped aloud, more in trepidation of what was to come than what she was doing right now.

He could feel his penis throb as her fingers gently slid further and further up inside him. Suddenly his penis jumped as her fingers touched the secret spot that Doctor Morrison had stimulated when he had had his multiple extractions.

“Good boy, you are doing fine.” Suddenly her fingers were retracted and were instantly replaced by the cold metal and glass of the thermometer. It slid in smoothly, but the sensation was so alien that he gasped aloud.

“Oooh… er nurse.” He was aware, even as he moaned that his penis had become engorged and stiff.

The nurse who was stroking his chest, bent right over him, blocking his view of his pubis so Richard could not see his embarrassing tumescence. The nurse’s face was so close to his as she spoke softly to him that he felt an intimate connection with her.

“Just relax, my pretty little boy. We won’t hurt you. Now just lie still, it is nearly all in.” At the exact moment that she spoke to him, Richard felt the thermometer touch his prostate and come to rest against it. He could not help the deep shudder than ran through his entire body.

Nurse Janice was thrilled by the look of the boy. She could not help deriving a certain pleasure from the helplessness of the handsome young boy as she completed her penetration of him. She took off one of her gloves and stroked her hand over his smooth pubis. Her fingertips deliberately brushing against the very tip of his erect penis. Unknown to Richard, part of the girls’ routine was to intentionally keep his penis fully erect until the doctor returned.

Nurse Davis lowered her head even further and kissed Richard gently on his cheek. “You are such a lovely boy, Richard. We have to do these things to you, but I promise we won’t hurt you.”

She knowingly sought both of his nipples and gently scored her fingernails over the nubs of flesh. She was delighted that they both erected instantly.

“You are a very sensitive little boy, aren’t you Richard. Just relax and let us look after you.”

She began to stroke over his nipples occasionally slipping a hand down to his tummy. As she reached further down his slender waist, she felt the tip of his erect penis which was laid pointing upwards towards her. She casually brushed her fingers over the coronal rim of the glans several times before returning her hand to tease his nipples.

Nurse Janice gathered several items from the table and laid them on the bed under the boy’s raised left leg where they would be within easy reach. She warmed the speculum by rubbing it between her hands - at the same time checking that there was everything the doctor would need.

She laid the speculum down and took the top off a new jar of lubrication. The special lubricant had a mild stimulant blended within its constituents which Janice had witnessed was a very successful mixture designed to quickly stimulate boys or girls.

She called over to one of the nurses who was passing the examination bed. “Would you tell Doctor Walters that we are ready for her?” The nurse nodded as she headed towards the offices.

Janice spoke to the young boy as she looked knowingly at Nurse Davis and nodded towards the Velcro backed restraints.

“Ok Richard, I am going to remove the thermometer and insert something else in its place, so you have nothing to worry about.”

She smiled at his quizzical expression and then leaned down between his legs. She scored her fingernails against his scrotum, watching the skin contract and lift his testicles at the sensation.

Carefully she slowly withdrew the thermometer as she took the speculum in her other hand. She placed the tip of the speculum below the protruding thermometer and then in a quick but well-practised procedure, she extracted the thermometer and before his sphincter could close, she slipped the slender tongues of the speculum up through the opening of his bottom.

She glanced casually at the thermometer which clearly showed a normal temperature.

So proficiently had she performed the manoeuvre that he did not show any reaction other than a quick gasp. Janice could not explain why she enjoyed this next procedure so much, but during a bout of self-examination she realised that she knew exactly why enjoyed it so much.

It only happened occasionally, and only with a good-looking young boy. It was having total power over a naked young, male and the utter compelling sexuality of him having to submit to her.

“Right Richard, I am going to stretch your little sphincter while it is already pliable. Tell me if it begins to feel a little bit too much.”

She deliberately did not say that she would stop. She quickly applied several squeezes to the handles of the speculum, taking it past the point that he would feel comfortable with it.

She watched his face carefully. He was already looking in severe discomfort, but she knew that he would soon get used to it. She paused and watched him as he dealt with the intense sensation until his features settled.

Quickly she squeezed three more times in quick succession, she heard him gasp, but somehow, he seemed to have put his trust in her.

“Two more squeezes, Richard, deep breaths now. She squeezed steadily watching him but knowing that his sphincter would stretch whether he liked it or not.

“Just one more, Richard, there we are.” She squeezed but let the jaws click twice. His gasps of anguish thrilled her as she let go of the handles.

“There we are, Richard you will soon get used to it and it will save you any discomfort later on.” She took hold of his penis and squeezed it as if she were comforting him. She wanted it fully erect before Doctor Walters returned.


Nurse Davis gently took his wrists one by one and laid them down on the bed above his head. She kissed him gently on the cheek and then fasted the straps around his wrists and elbows. Although the boy had made no comment, Nurse Davis could see his look of curiosity as she fastened his legs to the stirrups and then carefully fastened his right knee to the bed.

Conscious of a young boy’s reliance on reassurance, Nurse Davis bent over him and stroked his cheek. “I think the Doctor is coming to have a little chat with you, so just relax and take it easy.”

Richard looked at the ceiling and relaxed. He had felt pampered and reassured by his treatment and had the underlying thought that at the end of it he would be going back to his new home.

His bottom still seemed utterly stretched, but somehow there was another feeling intermingled with the stretching sensation which was strangely pleasurable.

His thoughts returning to his new home. It seemed to be almost a fairy-tale that he would have a proper home. Something that he had never had, a home and a family that seemed to like him… he even had thoughts that they seemed to love him.

He blushed as Nurse Davies ran her hands lightly over his penis which was still erect but was not throbbing as it had been. She made sure that the flesh stayed fully tumescent by the casual contact of her hands on various parts of his body.

It was fifteen minutes before the doctor arrived as she had been assimilating his treatments so far. She smiled at her nurses and quietly complimented them on the boy’s readiness. She took the place of Janice, standing between his legs and looking at his face.

She examined him closely and realised that her thoughts were correct. His body and face were the closest thing to perfection than she had ever seen in a boy. She had been through the comprehensive file that had been compiled for him and wondered how such a boy could ever have become an orphan.

She laid her hand upon his thigh as she began to talk to the boy. “So, Richard I have some questions to ask you. Although they might embarrass you, I do require an answer.” She emphasised the word ‘do’.

“So, to begin. Do you masturbate?” She looked him straight in the eye as she asked the question. The boy looked a bit puzzled, so she elucidated. “Do you play with your penis and make it emit semen?”

Richard blushed and looked embarrassed but then answered lucidly. “Er… no Miss… er Doctor.” She looked him in the eye.

“It says on your report from the hospital that your sperm count was high, how could they know that if you had not provided a specimen for them?”

Richard blushed profusely, but his voice was clear although anguished. “Er… Doctor, the er… doctor did it… it was um… an extraction I think she called it. It was Doctor Morrison that took it… er Doctor at the hospital. They took it several times while I was there… er I had bruising and they were looking for traces of blood, er Doctor.”

Doctor Walters did not know why she was delighted, but she admitted to herself that she was. A young thirteen-year-old boy that had reached puberty but, as yet, had not masturbated.

“Have you ever woken up in the morning and discovered that you have emitted semen in your sleep?”

“No Doctor, I don’t think that I have… no I don’t think so, Doctor.”

“You do know about masturbation, surely going to a boarding school with all those other boys. Surely you know what to do?”

“Yes, Doctor. But I don’t think I was ready. I didn’t feel like doing it… it was probably that I was not old enough, I don’t really know Doctor. Other older boys used to talk about it, but I didn’t really know what it was about, so I didn’t do it and er… I was busy with all the work there was for our exams, so I didn’t think about anything like that.”

She smiled at him, knowing that he was speaking the truth. “Richard, how long has it been since your penis started getting stiff, during the day or at night.”

“Oh, it was at the hospital Miss… I mean Doctor, when they needed to know if there was any blood in the stuff… er semen, I mean… that comes out, Doctor. They made it stiff when they examined it.”

Richard looked anxious as if he thought that the doctor didn’t believe him.

“Alright Richard, I believe you. I just needed to know for medical reasons that you perhaps would not understand at your age.”

“So, let’s move on.” Claire Walters still did not know why she was so delighted that the young boy had not yet yielded to the delights of onanism. But he had not… and if she had her way, he would be properly managed by a female hand. Certainly, that would be true of today.

“Richard, I am sorry that I have sounded like a don’t believe you, when in fact, I do. We have to take a sample from you and that means going through the same procedure that you had in the hospital. I have to tell you that playing with your own penis is not an ideal way to behave when you are so young, so I am delighted that you have not got into that habit.”

Casually she took hold of his penis, it was visually stiff, but she knew it would become absolutely rigid by the time she had worked her magic. She would usually wear gloves for this procedure, but she knew that he would have been well prepared and cleaned by the induction nurse, and she was not intending to miss any of the tactile sensations she would feel.

She reached down and without having to look she released the jaws of the speculum. She retracted them and dropped them onto the surface of the bed before quickly dipping her left hand into the lubricant and quickly slipping three fingers up through his relaxed sphincter.

The boy gasped and moaned loudly. “Hoo… oh… oh.”

“Good boy, That’s the worst of it Richard, now just relax while I manipulate your penis. You are free to ejaculate whenever you want as the nurse will catch your semen.” She dipped her right hand in the lubricating stimulant and took a firm hold of his penis.

Janice had moved around to the side of the bed as at the same time Nurse Davis leaned over his head, deliberately letting her soft breasts brush against his cheek as she reached for his nipples.

She made a kissing noise as she looked down at his face. “Good boy,” she whispered as she pressed against him.

Doctor Walters spoke to the young boy, thrilled to have him under her thrall.

“I am afraid I am going to be quite severe with you as I need a satisfactory ejaculation. Just try and relax, there’s a good boy.”

She delighted in his look of anxiety as she pushed a fourth finger into his bottom and turned her hand until all four fingers were ready to excite his prostate gland.

She retracted his prepuce until it was tightly held down the shaft. She looked at the nurse standing awaiting instructions. “Hold him like this for me please nurse.”

Janice covered the doctor’s hand as she pulled the skin down until it was stretched tight with her right hand, leaving her other hand free to cup and lift his bulging scrotum.

Claire Walters nodded to her nurses as she suddenly stroked her fingers over his prostate and put her hand around the glans of his penis, anxious to impregnate the sensitive skin with the tingling stimulant.

She watched the boy’s face as his eyes opened wide and he gasped with the intense sensation of three pairs of hands suddenly stimulating his most sensitive flesh.

Doctor Walters suddenly felt his penis throb and at the same time his entire body, shudder. She knew that the stimulant had penetrated his skin and was working it’s magic as she stroked her fingers callously over his prostate gland and quickened the fingers encircling the glans of his penis. She thought the boy’s anguished expression was a delight as she varied her stimulation to keep him on edge.

Richard looked up at Nurse Davis’s pretty face as he felt her pinch both of his nipples. He was lost in the totality of his arousal. He could feel a core of sensation seemingly running through from his sphincter right up to the tip of his penis.

They kept his body hovering on the very edge between pleasure and torture. Carefully tailoring every touch to stimulate the young boy beyond his endurance. Janice was well practiced in squeezing and pulling his testes, denying him the ability to ejaculate. Time after time she brought him back from the brink. For a young boy like Richard, they had far surpassed his ability to cope. He was so anguished that he was bereft of coherent thought.

Doctor Walters had withheld her most arousing stimulation to his prostate until she was ready to bring him to orgasm. She wondered idly how such a young boy would react to such an overwhelming experience. She gestured to Janice to abandon his penis for a moment to spank the cheeks of his bottom. She touched his prostate gently, just enough to gauge his response to a spanking. She thrilled as heard the rapid staccato sounds of a bare-bottom spanking. His positive response was almost immediate, and she sighed with relief as Janice pulled his scrotum down low. The quick pulsing of his prostate was stifled once more by the nurse’s prompt action.

He was completely at a loss, in fact, almost delirious with the overwhelming sensations that were being elicited from his young body.

The exact moment of his ejaculation was anticipated accurately by all three of his tormentors. Janice casually let go of his scrotum and casually reached for the container without having to turn her head to look.

It was the culmination of a well-practiced and torturous procedure that had the boy cry out in anguish as his semen jetted from the tip of his penis.

To his shame, Richard ejaculated wildly. He was beyond any sane thoughts as the mechanisms of his body were totally occupied in ejaculating huge globules of thick white semen. On and on it went, his body fusing with a heightened and overwhelming mixture of pleasure and pain.

His muscles were hurting as they locked solid with the paroxysm of his ejaculation, completely surpassing anything he had ever experienced.

Nurse Janice nodded towards the jar attracting the doctor’s attention to the huge amount of semen.

It was no surprise, as the young boy ejaculated his last vestiges of semen, that his body tensed mightily as he collapsed into a dead faint. Consciousness had abandoned him; he had fallen into a dark abyss.

It was ten minutes later before he became capable of coherent thought. He was aware of Nurse Davis stroking his cheeks and forehead and of Nurse Janice stroking her hand over his body. He was covered in perspiration, and his body was totally languid and spent.

In her office, Doctor Walters had thought to peruse his report from the hospital and had discovered that he had ejaculated three times during his extraction. Thankfully, they had thought to measure his semen and she discovered that he had produced several cc’s more semen in the one ejaculation that she had procured today, than they had collected in three.

Doctor Walters was determined to meet his future guardian. It only gave the name of Lady Devereaux so she had no idea who she would be meeting. All the papers she had only stated that he would be collected.

She looked at her watch and realised that they had forty minutes left to get him ready for home, so she left her desk to go and see the young boy.

Some minutes later, she returned to the hall and examined the boy. She pronounced him fit and well. She dismissed the nurses who had stayed with the young boy and summoned the youngest nurse to get the boy cleaned up.

Richard was now fully compos mentos as the nurses both said goodbye to him. The nurses had released him and had replaced his sock and the fibre-cast ready for his release.

He looked around and could not help blushing as he saw Amanda approaching the bed.

The young trainee nurse wheeled her trolley towards him and stopped at the side of the examination bed. “Did you manage your tests alright, Richard?”

He blushed as she looked at him with a wry smile on her face.

“Never mind Sweetie, I’ll soon get you cleaned up. The examination bed was now closed together so she was able to reach him from the side of the bed. She slipped her hand over the cast and nonchalantly lifted his scrotum.

She took her flannel in her other hand and gently began to wash his testicles. Richard was blushing furiously as she just as casually took a firm hold of his penis and retracted his foreskin. She wrapped the small flannel cloth around it and began to move it up and down.

Amanda was delighted as she felt his penis becoming thicker under the cloth. It was only moments later that his penis was stiff enough for her to hold it upright by the base of the shaft as she soaped it.

After she had rinsed and dried it, she began to wash the rest of his body. She was very competent and soon had his body washed and dried.

She did not have to hide her actions now that she was officially washing his body, and she took full advantage of it by taking hold of his turgid penis. She retracted the foreskin and played with his frenulum until his penis began to throb. Not knowing if he was near to ejaculating, she let go immediately and stroked her hand gently over his cheek.

“Sorry I can’t make you spurt your stuff. I would love to, but someone would see me and tell the doctor. You have a lovely body, and I would dearly love to play with it.”

She squeezed his penis quickly and then let him go. “I will have to fetch the nurses to get you on your feet.”

She looked at him lovingly. “I know I am older than you, but I would love to have a boy like you to play with. Do you like me.” Richard answered her truthfully. “Yes, I think you are very nice, Amanda.”

Amanda was delighted with his seriously spoken answer. She squeezed his hand and left her trolley behind as she rushed off to fetch the nurses.

Richard was escorted by Doctor Walters as he entered the sluice room on his crutches. The same nurse was in attendance. The doctor took her to one side and had a quiet word with her.

The nurse looked at Richard her face blushing as she asked him to stay where he was standing for a few moments. She approached him and gently took the rubber band from his wrist.

Doctor Walters exited the room, towards the foyer and the nurse followed. It was only a few moments before the nurse returned with his clothes. She put them neatly on to a table and then came to help Richard seat himself. She carefully positioned him onto a broad stool with his leg extended and began to dress him.

She was kindly and solicitous as she pulled his trousers and underpants up to his knees and then re-pinned the right leg of his trousers. Richard could not help blushing as he realised that her face was only inches away from his bared penis and testicles. His trousers and underpants were still rumpled around his thighs as she began to help him with his shirt.

“You will have to tie your tie as I have no idea how to do it.”

Richard managed his tie and put his jacket on before she helped him rise up on to his crutches. She nonchalantly cupped his penis and testicles in the palm of her hand as she pulled his underwear up and around his waist.

She then pulled his trousers up and fastened his belt.

“The doctor told me your name is Richard. I am so sorry I was offhand with you when you came in. I thought you were one of the borstal boys. You are a lovely looking boy and I rather thought that you had wasted your life, when you had everything going for you. So please accept my apologies.”

Richard realised that she was genuinely sorry and smiled kindly at her. He looked towards the door anxious to see Lady Devereaux. He was surprised when the nurse told him that he had to wait.

She quickly explained. “The doctor wanted a word with your guardian and asked me to keep you here until she comes for you. Tell me, Richard. Did the warden spank you with her paddle?”

“Er… yes Miss, I mean nurse, yes she did.”

“I am sorry for that Richard, they are not part of this department, they escort the borstal boys and she obviously thought, like I did, that you were one of them. She should have known by your number, whereas I am not told what the numbers signify. I’m sorry again Richard. Anyway, I think your life is now going to change for the better and I am happy for you.”

She saw the door opening and took his arm and helped him up. Doctor Walters came through and saw that they were ready.

“Come along Richard, Her Ladyship is waiting for you.”

She did not go out with him but stayed with the nurse as Richard walked on his crutches through the locker room and saw Lady Devereaux talking to the Sergeant Major.

Richard quickly made his way towards her as she said goodbye to both army personnel.

As they got in the car, lady Devereaux leaned over and put the folder she had been given on the back seat. She looked at Richard’s face to see tears in his eyes.

“Was it really that awful Richard?”

“It was alright Ma’am.”

“But you have tears in your eyes.” Richard’s answer made her happier than she had thought possible. It made her heart sing.

“It was seeing you again Ma’am.”

Lady Devereaux had a tear in her eye too as she replied.

I’m not Ma’am any more Richard, I am legally your mother, and you have three sisters at home that I know are dying to see you come home to them. So come along my beautiful son. Dry your tears.” She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. She put the Bentley into gear, and they headed for home.

Kathleen gave Richard her undivided attention as she drove them towards the Devereaux Estate, which had finally become Richard’s new home. She did not press him with questions concerning his medical examination. Instead, she asked about his hobbies and interests. She felt rather guilty when she realised that with all his medical treatments, she knew very little about him socially, however there were no surprises. She was happy to learn that his scholarship to boarding school, was due to a recommendation from his grammar school headmistress and that he was already in classes of year twelve, which is three years above other pupils of his age.


She patted his knee as they turned into the long gravel driveway leading up to the hall. Kathleen knew that her daughters would occupy the boy fully as soon as they saw him. Which left her time to implement Doctor Walters recommendation’s. Naively, she supposed, she had given very little thought to bringing up a young boy within the household.

Doctor Walters had realised from her conversation or rather, interrogation of the thirteen-year-old boy, that he would have to be managed far more comprehensively than she had envisaged. Through the doctor’s rigorous examination of the boy, she had ascertained that Richard had only just reached puberty and, that apart from medicinal and medical management, where he had been required to ejaculate as part of a compulsory extraction, he had not ejaculated.

Kathleen was delighted that the physically perfect young boy, had not immersed himself in onanism and she was very determined that he would never, ever be able to resort to it.

Her meeting with her friend Diana, had certainly crystalised her thoughts with regard to the boy’s future schooling and Doctor Walters had equally made no bones about the kind of physical management that the boy would have to be subjected to, not only at home but also during school hours. Kathleen realised that all in all, she was rather looking forward to supervising the sexual management of her young son.

Richard’s homecoming as a fully-fledged member of the Devereaux family was joyous and embarrassing. The irrepressible Natalie led her sisters and a blushing Richard into his bedroom. Her pretty face had a distinct expression of distaste as she looked at him. “Oh, Richard, you look awful. I know Mummy was instructed to dress you in your school uniform, but really!” She grimaced.

“Honestly Richard you are better looking than any of the boys I have ever met… and at our school we only have half a dozen boys, but at least they wear short trousers. Mummy said it was a horrible place that they sent you to for your medical. She told us that it was compulsory… to make your adoption complete, so I suppose you could not help wearing all this stuff. Do you realise that it is all finished now. You don’t have to do anything else. It is finished, no more anything! You are now a Devereaux… part of us… an equal member of this family.”

Richard was astounded as suddenly she began to cry, and yet her voice was just as vociferous and fierce as she continued to berate him. Even Heather and Jane looked at Natalie in surprise as she continued. “Richard… you are one of us and we love you, totally. You are going in that new bath that Mummy bought and then we are going to dress you in your little loin cloth so that you look delicious again and we are going to have a party. I am so looking forward to having a brother… and no-one is going to see my new brother in a school uniform!”

Richard could hardly comprehend what Natalie was saying, but the reality suddenly hit him. Neither Jane nor Heather had said anything to the contrary. He had become their brother! Jane and Heather were now his sisters. The enormity of little Natalie’s proclamation was astounding… and yet he realised how blasé he had been when he had calmly told the medical board that ‘Yes his name was Cross, but it would be Devereaux!’

Quite unexpectedly he burst into tears. There was no stopping him. He had not seen Lady Devereaux enter the room. He just stood on his crutches and cried helplessly. He looked around and saw the gentle smile of his new mother. Tears poured down his cheeks in torrents, there was no stopping them. He could not speak… he was hardly aware of his crutches crashing to the floor as Lady Devereaux clasped his body to hers and lowered him to his bed. Her kind words of comfort were beyond his comprehension. She seated herself next to him, her arm around his shoulder as he cried and cried.

Kathleen knew that it had had to come. His timid and polite responses to each segment of information about his adoption had never really hit home… and now that it was finished, it was real… and Kathleen realised as did Richard that it really was all over. She smiled ruefully as she acknowledged that it was Natalie that had made the boy realise that he was home… and the true meaning of what home really meant.