The Vacation

The Vacation 2

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Vacation

Sunshine filled Richard’s bedroom as he came to his senses from a deep sleep. He looked at the clock upon his side table and saw that it was six in the morning. He felt rested and very much alive. He thought of the happenings of yesterday and found himself blushing as he mentally assimilated all that had happened to him. He knew that his sister was precocious, but she had surpassed herself with her boldness and her teasing. He could not help the flush of red deepening in his cheeks as he thought of end of the evening when she had taken him over her knees, spanking him and stimulating him until he ejaculated helplessly. He knew that he would have been far more embarrassed if Aunt Sue had not been there. It seemed that the presence of his aunt had assuaged any guilt that he might have felt.

He wondered whether to dress, but when he thought of the brief costume that he would be wearing, he decided to wait and see what the day had in store. He lay back languidly and suddenly realised that his penis was erect. He felt down under the sheets and confirmed that it was as hard as he had ever known, although he had had no thoughts to prompt his erection. He wondered why, too young to know that it was a phenomenon that affected the entire male population.

Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a bustling in the corridor beyond his bedroom door, which was suddenly opened to admit Samantha and behind her, Aunt Sue. Aunt Sue carried a small metal tray, upon which was a tall glass of orange juice. “Here you are, Richard, sit up and have a drink, then I would like you to get your bathroom needs dealt with and come through to the kitchen.” Richard pulled himself up and took the glass smiling at Aunt Sue and Samantha, who was standing demurely by her aunt’s side, she was wearing one of her aunt’s robes, although the way she had tied it left a view of the sides of her breasts. He had to smile at her precocious behaviour. He thought it rather odd that Sam had not leapt on his bed and tickled him, like she usually did if she wanted him to get out of bed.

Aunt Sue was aware of the tell-tale bulge underneath the covers and tactfully said… “we’ll leave you to it, Richard, so come through when you are ready. Samantha is helping me cook breakfast so don’t be too long.”

Richard used the toilet first enjoying the feeling of being empty. He quickly got into the shower and scrubbed himself diligently. He shampooed his hair and rinsed his head and body of soap. He cleaned his teeth and went back through to his bedroom. On the bed was a white fluffy towelling robe that Aunt Sue must have left for him while he was in the bathroom.

On top of the robe was a pair of slippers consisting of a flat sole and a band of towelling across the tops. He put the gown on, realising that the softness of the material felt wonderful against his skin. He slipped his feet into the slippers and headed towards the kitchen. He saw that both Aunt Sue and Samantha were busy at the stove as he took a seat at the long table that had been laid out for three people.

Samantha was turned towards him as he sat down. She was pleased to see that he had taken one of the chairs that were arranged in a pair. She smiled at him. “You look super in your robe after your shower… all fresh in a gleaming white dressing gown. You will like the breakfast it’s called the full English in restaurants, it’s got everything eggs, bacon, sausage, hash browns, tomatoes, mushrooms and on top of that, fries!” Richard smiled at Samantha’s proud summing up of the breakfast.

He saw that Aunt Sue was wearing a silk robe, whereas Samantha was already dressed in her white bikini. He realised that ‘dressed’ was not the correct adjective in Samantha’s case. The garment looked to be skimpier and briefer than the one she was wearing yesterday. The crease where her legs met her torso was no longer covered by her bikini bottoms. The covering of her breasts was the skimpiest he had ever seen her wear. It covered her nipples, but the lower part of the top let the bottom half of her breasts bare. He looked closer and realised that she had been at her sewing machine again.

As she turned back to the stove, he saw that her bottom was completely bare. Only a thin string of cloth appeared from between the top of her buttocks and looped over the equally thin string that encircled her waist. He smiled ruefully as she wiggled her bottom seemingly knowing that he was staring at her. Richard blushed and dipped his head in embarrassment. She did not turn around as she spoke. “Are you perving again, Richard, I just bet that you are.” Suddenly she turned around and laughed as she saw his blushing face lowered in embarrassment. “Poor baby, still shy and embarrassed, never mind Richard, I am only teasing you.”

A few minutes later she carried to large plates over to the table as Aunt Sue carried her own. Richard blew out his cheeks as he looked at the size of his breakfast. “I think I will skip lunch. Mom would have a fit if she thought that we were eating so much fried food. It looks absolutely delicious, my compliments to the chefs.” Samantha was secretly delighted at the compliment whereas Aunt Sue just smiled as she told them to tuck in.

He noticed that he had he had been served a much larger portion than Samantha or Aunt Sue. He began to eat, finding himself ravenous for the large hot breakfast. Suddenly he blushed as he felt Samantha reach under the fold of his gown and accurately find his penis. She squeezed it before he could protest. “Don’t worry sweetie, I was just checking that you were a bare boy underneath your robe. She giggled as she removed her hand and patted his thigh. She went back to eating her breakfast as if touching his penis was completely natural.

Richard’s face was still slightly red as they all finished their breakfasts. He wondered if he should help as Sue and Samantha started clearing the table. Aunt Sue answered his unasked question. “Sit tight, Richard, we are organised so just take it easy.” The table was cleared in minutes and Richard was surprised when Aunt Sue fetched a rolled-up, plastic covered, padded cushion, and rolled it out onto the table. It looked like a cushion for a sunbed, apart from the fact that the cover was plastic, it fitted the long table perfectly. He looked puzzled at the padded cushion until she announced its purpose. This is for you to lie on while we milk you. You haven’t forgotten have you Richard. I said it would be five times a day, so, we have to start early. Now take your robe off and lay down on the cushion. Face down for the moment, Richard. Come along hurry up. The sun is already getting warm, and I don’t want you to miss a minute of it. He looked across at Samantha to see her holding a large jar of skin cream. His face turned bright red in an instant. He looked up at Aunt Sue to see her shrug off her robe to reveal her skimpy bikini which she was wearing underneath.

She moved around the table and took his arm. “Now don’t be shy, I want you laid on the table… now, up you get.” Richard was blushing to a crisp as she helped him up and pulled the robe from his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. She helped up onto the table and positioned him until he was laid face down. “Rest your head on your arms and just relax, this won’t take long.” She began to stroke his bottom, her hand felt smooth and sensual as she smoothed over the intriguing curve of his young buttocks. Suddenly she changed from stroking his bottom to smacking the smooth cheeks. The spanks were light but fast and insistent. His spanking lasted for about five minutes when surprisingly, he felt her part his buttocks. He shivered as a dollop of cream was smeared between his cheeks, which was quickly followed by busy little fingers smoothing and probing his sphincter. Inevitably he felt the muscle give way, allowing two fingers to penetrate his bottom. He could feel the hesitancy of the probing, as if searching for his prostate and quickly realised that it was Samantha that had penetrated his bottom.

Aunt Sue spoke to him, her voice was gentle and persuasive. “Relax sweetheart, I want Samantha to get familiar with your body. She will be milking you every day after you get home.” Richard blushed as he realised that Aunt Sue had planned that his daily milking would not be just for the vacation.

“Now Richard was your little spanking arousing?” Richard blushed again. “Erm… I think my erm penis is stiff… Aunty.” Sue smiled to herself. She looked at Samantha, just as the boy gasped.

“I think I have found it Aunty, it just pulsed as I put my fingers against it.”
“Good girl, just stroke it gently a few times and come out so we can turn him over.”

Richard was blushing mightily as he looked up at his beautiful aunt and pretty sister to see that they were both examining his penis. “Let me show you Samantha, this is the frenulum.” She lifted his from his tummy and held it upright. She pulled his foreskin further back and traced her forefinger over the stretched frenulum. “It is possible to make him ejaculate by holding him by the glans and stimulating the frenulum, even if he is soft.

The tip of his penis is also very sensitive if you hold his foreskin back with one hand, you can rotate the palm of your other hand over the tip. It can arouse him so much that it can cause over sensitivity.” Lubricant can lessen the effect so it’s best to do it before you use any cream.

“Please Aunt Sue let me try while you have got his foreskin stretched back.” Samantha stiffened her fingers and began to rotate her hand gently over his urethral opening. She had rotated her hand three times before she heard him gasp in distress. “Is this making you over sensitive, Richard?” He gasped again as she continued rotating her hand nonchalantly over his penis.

Suddenly Richard could bear no more and tried to squirm away from her touch. “Please stop, Samantha, I can’t bear any more.”

“OK, sweetheart, I won’t do it anymore, unless you are naughty… then I will do it until I stroke you into a shivering wreck. Now be good while Aunt Sue teaches me.”

“Well Samantha the rest is what you have been doing. If you keep looking at his face, he will let you know what he is feeling. Now let me watch you and I’ll tell you how well you are doing afterwards when we are alone.”

Richard’s face was almost purple as they discussed him as if he wasn’t there.

“I won’t bother with his bottom as I want both hands for his cute little willy. It is so beautiful that I can’t wait to make it squirt. Can I start now, Aunty. I want him to see him squirt.”

Aunt Sue had to smile at her innocent longing to tease and play with her brother. “Of course, darling, I won’t touch him, so you will be able to tell how successful you are with each application of your itchy little fingers.”

Samantha had to laugh, as she slipped her hands under his knee an brought it along the bed until his foot was against his buttock. She took the other knee up the bed until he was laid with both of his legs wide open, his knees were clear of each side of the side of the bed. She made no comment upon his blushing face as she cupped his scrotum lifting his testes upwards. She watched his blush deepen as she slipped his foreskin down the erect shaft of his penis and stretched it tight. “Now sweetheart just relax.”

Richard realised that that was the last thing he would be able to do, as she let his testes down gently and placed her fingers around the rim of his glans and twisted them left and right over the tightened skin of his frenulum and the coronal rim of his glans. She was delighted to hear him gasping every time each finger brushed over the taut skin. She could tell that he was becoming more anguished as she repeated the movement, teasing the same flesh as he became even more distressed. Before long, he was gasping in desperation as she ignored his wriggling body and vocal pleading. “Oh please, no more I can’t stand anymore.”

She watched his face intently as he tried to cope with her very expert ministrations. Suddenly she changed her grip and began to move her hand up and down the shaft in the traditional manner. Her manipulation was so rapid that her hand was a blur. Aunt Sue held a drinking glass near his penis. Watching him as he began to ejaculate helplessly, his penis pulsed violently under Samantha’s hand. Wickedly, the girl stretched the foreskin further down the shaft. Richard realised that he was lost within the throes of his orgasm.

He looked up to her, seeing that her tongue was pressed between her lips as she concentrated on her goading of his flesh.

Aunt Sue caught every ragged emission as she continued even more rapidly, until the boy suddenly relapsed, his body sagging and seemingly melting into the mattress. “There we are big brother, all nicely emptied until next time.” She stroked her hand over his chest as he breathed deeply. He felt utterly embarrassed as both Aunt Sue and Samantha looked into his face. “Good boy, just relax and then let’s get into that sunshine. Another day in paradise, Sweetie.” Samantha’s voice was soft and gentle as she leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.

Richard realised as he lay looking up at his little sister, that he had been unable to resist her touch, or hide the embarrassment of his positioning. His legs were so widely spread that he realised that his bottom hole was totally within view of his aunt and his little sister.

They left him to rest for another ten minutes before Aunt Sue appeared from her sewing room holding one of his new swimming costumes that she had made. She stood him up and with the help of Samantha, fitted the costume around his waist and then between his legs. They tied the strings of cloth at each hip. Samantha walked around him admiring his lithe body. She thought that his bottom looked delicious, the bared cheeks seemed to glow against the light coming through the glass frontage. Richard shivered with embarrassment as Samantha stroked her hands over his bare buttocks and took his hand. “Come on Richard, let’s go. I will put some lotion on you when the sun gets a little stronger.”

They emerged from the kitchen into the bright sunlight. “Come on Richard, wake up, I’ll race you to the water.”
She slapped his bare bottom and began to run. Richard followed unable to resist Samantha’s enthusiasm or the sight of her bare buttocks. She let him pass her so that she could view him from the rear. She could feel an urgent tingling between her legs as she admired her brother’s body.

Richard felt as if he was swimming naked as he powered through the water towards the diving raft. He could feel that his penis and scrotum were well supported, but the feel of the water against his bare bottom felt deliciously sensual. He reached the raft and hoisted himself out of the water in one fluid motion. He stood tall upon the stable platform and dived into the water, wondering whether his costume would stay in place. To his relief, he found that the costume had not moved.

Suddenly he felt a hand stroke his bare buttocks. He turned quickly as Samantha giggled at him. “Gotcha pretty boy, you’re it. `she disappeared under the water and emerged a few feet away, mocking him as she disappeared again. Samantha felt between her legs and gave herself a quick rub. That was all it took as she orgasmed deliciously. Her face grimaced, gasping at the intensity of the waves of pleasure that coursed through her body. Richard looked at her with concern.

“Are you alright, Samantha?” She laughed at him as she realised that he had no idea what he was seeing.

“I’m fine, I think a bit of weed touched my foot. I thought it might be a fish when I felt it.”

Richard laughed. “It was just probably a freshwater shark, you’ll be fine.” He swam up to her and tagged her, diving under the water and changing direction before she could respond. When she saw him surface, he was twenty yards away.

They played tag for an hour, Richard let her win as was usual in their games.

They returned to the shore and lay on their beds side by side. He laid on his back and Samantha laid on her front, sighing with pleasure as she felt her pubis press against the soft cushion beneath her. He looked at her guiltily as she reached behind her and loosened the bow of her top, letting the strings dangle on either side of the mattress. Richard could see the side of her breast as she wriggled her body further into the cushioned surface of the soft padding. Richard turned over after a while and it did not take him long to realise that he could feel the sun burning his bottom. He quickly got up, thinking Knowing that perhaps Samantha’s bottom would also be burning.

“I’ll fetch some lotion; I can feel the sun burning my bottom.” He ran towards the smoked glass of the frontage and disappeared into the kitchen. He blushed as he saw that Aunt Sue was wearing a new bikini. It was black and very brief. As she turned to reach the cupboard for the suntan lotion, he gasped as he realised that her bottom was completely bare. Her smooth and svelte body glowed with health. Richard thought that she looked beautiful as she stroked his cheek while handing him the lotion. He had noticed that her buttocks were already tanned just like the rest of her body. “Tell Samantha to put plenty on your bottom, it has not been in the sun yet, so you will burn unless you get plenty on!”

Samantha decided to change the application of the sun lotion by getting Richard to apply the lotion to her, first. Her top was now laying beside her as she lifted her head and looked at him. “You can do my back first.” She undid the sides of her bikini bottom, pulling the strip of cloth from between her buttocks, letting it lay between her legs as she spread them apart. “I don’t want to get my bikini oily when you do between my bottom cheeks.”

Richard began as he had done yesterday. He smoothed his hands over her back, thoroughly coating her skin and working it well in. “Don’t forget the sides of my breasts, Richard, I am going to sunbathe topless today as I will be wearing a new dress tonight and I am not sure I want tan lines to be seen.” Samantha continued instructing him as he oiled her body. She waited for the moment that he would put the lotion on her bottom, she intended to really enjoy the feel of his hands.

Samantha knew that his face would be blushing as he did the sides of her breasts thoroughly before moving down to her tiny waist and on to her buttocks. She pressed her pubis further into the sunbed top as he began. “I want you to be firmer with my bottom, Richard. Press down hard so that I can feel the lotion really penetrate my skin. No… no harder than that, use forced Richard; my buttocks are not delicate at all, do it like you are giving me a firm massage.”

She felt her loins tingle as Richard took her at her word, his fingers entered the crease of her bottom; she widened her legs to accommodate them. “Push firmer into the crease and press hard as you run your hand up and down it. That’s better keep doing it like that, Mister Sunshine gets everywhere when you have a bare botty.” Samantha managed two tingly orgasms as she made him prolong his firm massage between her bottom cheeks. She could not help shivering each time that she orgasmed.

Richard seemed worried as she shivered under his hands. “Don’t worry Richard, I am just a bit ticklish when you go over my little bottom opening. But it has to be done, just carry on, I’ll pull my bottoms off while you do the sides. I don’t want to get oil on the ties.” Aunt Sue giggled silently as she listened and watched from the kitchen doorway, seeing the young girl orgasm for a third time.

‘You can carry on and do my legs now, Richard, then I will turn over.”

Richard was quite oblivious to what Samantha was doing. He finished her legs, suddenly realising that his penis was tenting the front of his brief covering. He stood up and turned away, even before Samantha was able to instruct him. “Good boy Richard, I will tell you when you can turn around.”

She was pleased to see Aunt approach and hand her a towel. Samantha got up from the sunbed top as Aunt Sue placed the towel on the mattress so that a corner would be between her legs. She gave Samantha a wry look as Samantha giggled at her. She laid down quickly and pulled the towel up between her legs, letting it cover the neat slit of her vagina. “OK Richard, straddle my hips and carry on. I want you to do my breasts thoroughly, including the nipples. The sun is already very hot, and it is going to get hotter. I am determined not to burn.”

Richard applied lotion to her neck and shoulders before delicately applying the lotion to her breasts. “Your touch is just right, Richard, but you will have to do it much longer to get the same penetration as the rest of my body.” Richard felt a sense of guilt as he gently coated both breasts without yet touching her nipples. He knew that she would scold him if he delayed any longer. He emptied more lotion onto his hands and boldly laid his palms over her nipples. They felt hard against his skin as he rotated his hands around and around, pressing gently just as he had done to the rest of her breasts. Her voice was soft as she spoke to him. “You can be firmer with my nipples, Richard. The skin is thicker, so try using your fingers so that you can work the lotion in more deeply. It doesn’t matter if you squeeze them to ensure the lotion penetrates properly.” Richard did as she asked, using the finger and thumbs of both hands. He felt her shiver, her entire body quivering as she sighed and looked at his face. “Alright, Sweetie, just do all over the soft flesh again. Richard carried on applying the lotion until she instructed him again. “Well done, Richard, you were very gentle. Do the rest of my body now and finish with the tops of my feet.” Aunt Sue smiled to herself as she pondered the question. Was that four orgasms… or was it five? The precocious little minx!

Richard carried on applying lotion, working his way down her body and blushing as she instructed him while he applied lotion around the tiny portion where the corner of the towel lay covering her slit. He took great care to avoid going near the material. Eventually, he had finished and tapped her on the shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked at his pretty face. “Good boy, Richard, I’ll do your back first. Just let me do my face and then turn around while I get up.” Richard noticed that her face was flushed but thought it must have been the sunshine.

Soon Samantha had Richards lying face down upon his sunbed cushion. She applied the lotion to his back, her hands moving sensuously over his body until his back was glistening with lotion. Rather than do his buttocks, she coated the backs of his legs almost to the crease of his bottom. She wiped her hands upon her towel and then without warning she undid the ties of his thong. She quickly pulled the material out from underneath him before he could protest. “You don’t need that, Richard, and I don’t want it covered in lotion.”

She laid the skimpy cloth on her own bed before continuing. Samantha was looking forward to doing his buttocks, she loved the feel of them admiring the smooth unblemished cheeks as she poured the lotion over them. She kneaded the firm flesh as she spread it over his glorious globes. She coated his cheeks thoroughly, delighted as he lifted his hips for a moment. She knew the reason was to let his penis adjust beneath him as it began to erect. She cupped her hand and poured more lotion on to him, before slipping her hand between his buttocks. She felt him shiver at the sensation. “Just relax Richard,” she said softly as let her fingers score over his sphincter. She felt him shiver as time after time, she thrust her hand into the crevice.

Her fingertips lingered over his sphincter as she deliberately stimulated the muscle. She could tell he was becoming erect as he quickly lifted his hips again to accommodate his burgeoning member. “Don’t fidget Richard, I am being thorough so that you don’t get burned. Now keep still while I get you coated properly. She saw Aunt Sue exiting the glass doors of the frontage. She beckoned to her and watched her as she came to stand by Richard’s prone body. Samantha looked up at her, smiling as she rubbed her hand over the boy’s sphincter. She was deliberately loud as she spoke to Aunt Sue. “I haven’t checked, Aunt Sue, but I think Richard is becoming erect again.”

Richard blushed to a crisp to as he heard the conversation. Aunt Sue was quite casual in her reply. “Well, we could milk him now, rather than after lunch. Young boys recover very quickly, so, I am sure that we could get a goodly amount from him. You have finished his back and bottom, so why don’t you turn him over and see if he is ready.” Richard blushed to a deep red as he heard her words. Samantha did not wait but put her hands underneath his left hip and lifted him. “Come on Richard, turn over, I have finished with your back.” Richard was blushing mightily as Samantha increased the pressure of her hands to encourage him to turn over. Reluctantly, Richard allowed his body to roll over, fighting his desire to cover himself. He lay in his new position, with his penis totally erect and thrusting upwards into the air.

His face was a picture of pure embarrassment. He could not help looking down at himself to confirm his shameful erection. Richard blushed to a deeper red as his aunt spoke. “Samantha, I think we will be far better in the kitchen. I will just get the table ready for you, the height provides you with a lot better access. Would like to do it on your own or would you like my help?” Samantha smiled at her aunt. “Oh no Aunty, it will be a lot nicer for Richard if you lead the way and just instruct me what to do. I will also learn much more if I assist you.”

Aunt Sue smiled. “Four hands instead of two does make a big difference, Richard will appreciate the extra stimulation, I am sure.” Richard was now blushing so much that he felt his cheeks burning. Every word he heard seemed to compound his shame and make him feel as vulnerable as if he was a much younger boy. Her last words embarrassed him to the core. “Just to make sure he gives a good emission, I’ll put the chair out for you so that you can spank him over your knees before we get him up onto the table.”

Susan realised that Samantha had already become adept at keeping the boy obedient and under her control. She wondered just how skilled her young niece would become by the end of the vacation. Samantha had no agenda, she assumed that given her aunt’s instruction to Richard, that she was to be in charge of him, she had no hesitation in applying her authority. She looked down at him and spoke firmly. “Please wait here for five minutes and then come through to the kitchen. Leave your costume here, I want you bare when you come through. I will be waiting for you.” She gave him a quick smile and walked with her aunt to the glass frontage.

Richard knew that he was blushing as he got up from the sunbed mattress and stood facing towards the lake. He turned his thoughts to try and will his stiffened penis to subside. It was an exercise that was surprisingly successful. He began to admire the beauty of their location, noticing some of the wading birds in the distance. Suddenly he realised that it must have been all of five minutes that he had stood watching the lake. He turned and walked into the kitchen, deliberately not contemplating what was in store for him. He saw that the padded cover had already been rolled out onto the kitchen table. His Aunt, who was standing behind the table, gestured towards his sister.

Richard turned to her as she sat primly upon her chair. Richard thought she looked so beautiful in her tiny bikini, that he blushed as she caught him looking at her. “Come and stand in front of me Richard.” Samantha waited until Richard was standing with his thighs almost touching her pretty knees. “Good boy… now I am going to spank your bottom for you. It seems to help you with your milking.” She reached out and stroked his thighs. “Your lotion seems to have been absorbed well enough so that you are not going to get lotion on my costume. Come around to my side and I’ll get you tipped over my knees.” Richard shuffled around to her side, suddenly gasping as she casually took a firm hold of his penis. “Bend forward until you lose your balance, there that’s the way.”

She retracted her hand from between their bodies, while making sure that his penis was hanging down between her thighs. Deliciously, she squeezed her legs together feeling the first throb of desire from his plump penis. She stroked her left hand gently over his back and down to the back of his neck. Her fingers toyed with the sensitive skin sometimes brushing over the short hair. She was delighted as he turned his head to nuzzle her hand while her delicate fingers aroused his feelings. She affectionately stroked his cheek before returning her hand to the back of his neck. She began to spank his bottom with her right hand. She hadn’t really considered how readily he had become subservient to her. She had just naturally assumed her authoritative role and seemingly the boy had accepted his new position. Aunt Sue had suggested that she use each spanking to consolidate her authority and that she should always spank him prior to his milking.

She paused for a moment while she took a firm hold of the handle of the hairbrush which Aunt Sue was holding out to her “Now Richard, I want you to be a good boy while I spank you. From now on I am going to use a hairbrush for your spanking which you will receive daily. It will remind you to be obedient and it will also help stimulate your body so that you are properly drained. This arrangement will continue at home as well as while we are on vacation. Are you going to obey me without fuss?”

Richard was blushing a bright red. He loved the feeling of her hand stroking him over the back of his neck, it seemed comforting and loving. He had no intention of going against his sister or being difficult. Somehow his position over her knee was a manifestation of his submissiveness to her and he had adopted it willingly. “Yes Samantha, I love you and would never do anything that might upset you. Erm… will it hurt… I mean the hairbrush?”

Samantha felt a stab of desire pierce her body. “Of course, it will, but it is necessary for your regime. Aunt Sue has explained it all to me, so just be a brave boy and try and hold still while I spank your pretty bottom.” She let the fingers that were stroking the back of his neck, move over his cheek again. To her delight, she felt Richard suddenly turn his head and kiss her hand.

“There is one other thing Richard. I would like you to do, during your spanking and your milking, that is to address me as ‘Miss.’ Not Miss Samantha… just Miss. Will you remember to do that, Richard!”

Richard did not balk at the request or think it strange. He merely accepted it. “Yes Miss, I promise Miss.”

Samantha thrilled as she heard him address her that way for the first time. She looked across at Aunt Sue, seeing her nod with approval as she began to spank Richard’s bare bottom. She continued stroking him with her left hand while spanking him with her right. She found it easy to moderate the strength of her spanks by watching the colour of his bottom. She employed a steady cadence to her spanking. She was squeezing her legs against his penis periodically to check that he was fully erect.

Soon she had covered the entire surface of both cheeks of his bottom, she was aware of his change of demeanour during the last dozen or so spanks. She looked at his face and saw that there were tears spilling to the floor. “Poor baby, is your bottom smarting, Richard?” His answer was interspaced with sobs. “Oh, yes Miss, it is really hurting, please Miss I will be obedient, but my bottom is really sore, Miss.” Samantha was delighted with him, she savoured his respect and acquiescence as she dropped the hairbrush to the floor and laid her hand over the tortured cheeks of his bottom. “Come along Richard, let’s get you up and onto the table.”

They laid him on his back and packed a rolled towel under him. She took a thin cloth and bound his hands beneath the mattress. “Just to keep them out of the way, Sweetheart.” Aunt Sue wasted no time in penetrating his bottom with lubricated fingers. Seeing his penis throb urgently as she pressed firmly against his prostate. Samantha casually squeezed his testes as she skinned his foreskin down the shaft of his penis. Without preamble, she stiffened her hand and held it above the tip of his penis. She could see that Richard was already tossing his head from side to side as Aunt Sue deftly goaded his prostate gland. She could also see Richard watching her hands. He was shivering in trepidation, watching the palm of her hand suddenly scoring over his captive urethral opening. Samantha did not intend to spare him the anguish of her touch. Nor did she make him wait for the acute sensation that her fingers would produce. She made sure that his foreskin was stretched back as far as it would go and then looking into his eyes, she rotated he palm against the exposed tip of his glans.

Richard’s body jerked violently. He could not help himself as he reacted to her torturous stimulation. His body began to shiver and shake by the time she had finished the third rotation of her palm. She knew that the boy found the sensation unbearable, and she thrilled at his anguished gyrations. She watched him as his penis began to throb. She saw that Aunt Sue was applying a vigorous pressure to his prostate. Her forearm was moving steadily as she watched Richard begin to hyperventilate. It would be no overstatement to say that the boy was near his limit of endurance. Samantha retightened her grip upon his foreskin while forming her right hand into a funnel with the fingers pointing downwards towards her other hand. She smoothed it from the tip of his glans, right down over the coronal rim and onto the bared flesh below. She allowed her nails to score over the same flesh as she retraced her route with her nails ending up against the tip of his penis again. Her movements were precise and regular, she felt him shudder in dread each time she started a new cycle. “Oh Miss, ah… ah it is too… oh Miss, I can’t bear it!”

Samantha had never felt the flesh of his penis to be so hard. His body had begun to shiver and shake, and his face looked extremely distressed. “Alright, Richard, I will make you ejaculate now, but I won’t stop until I am satisfied that you have tried your best. Aunt Sue is going to help you by smacking your bottom. Now just let yourself go and concentrate on what you are feeling. Suddenly her hand flew over the flesh of his penis, allowing him no respite from the onslaught of intense stimulation. She was delighted to feel and see that every part of his slender frame was quivering involuntarily. In fact, she was sure that the boy had no control at all over his own body.

His ejaculation was tumultuous, seemingly wrenched from his reluctant body. Each emission was violently propelled from the tip of his penis, as his emotions were raped by the relentless stimulation of his erogenous zones. Inside his bottom, firm fingers prodded his prostate incessantly, while outside, the numerous nerve endings of his penis were fully exploited by the growing expertise of his young sister. “Oh Miss, please no more oh, Miss… please…”

Samantha was so delighted with her performance and the boy’s anguished response, that she smiled at Aunt Sue in triumph. Although she was absolutely delighted with her performance, she was determined to goad his naïve senses until she was sure that he had given his all. She nodded to Aunt Sue to increase her stimulation as she began to score her fingers over the coronal rim and his tightly stretched frenulum. Her voice was soft and caring as she spoke to the quivering boy. “I know you think you have finished, Richard. But I can assure you that you will be made to produce another emission before we let you go. Aunt Sue is just going to give your naughty bottom a good spanking while I make sure that you are giving me everything you have got. “Right Aunt Sue, off we go, lots of hard spanks while I milk him thoroughly. Now Richard, let me see what you can do.”

Richard groaned inwardly, horrified that his oversensitive penis was to be further stimulated. “Oh… please Miss… please… no more, Miss I don’t think I can stand it.”

It was through Richard’s cries of anguish that Samantha and Aunt Sue extracted another copious ejaculation. It was after they had calmed and soothed him that Samantha leaned over him and placed her lips over his. She kissed him lovingly, her tongue invading his mouth so deeply that he felt his entire body tingle with sensation. She held the kiss until Richard was almost fighting for breath. “Beautiful baby boy. I will look after you and take care of all your emotional needs from now on, Sweetheart, I promise you.” Samantha found herself near to tears of joy as Richard looked up into her face. “Thank you, Miss. I love you and think the world of you. I know I am a lot more naïve about things than you are, but I trust you and know that you will take care of me.” He blushed, but still held her gaze. “I might complain, but I don’t want to be one of those boys at school, that are always hurrying off to play with their penises somewhere. I feel secure in the knowledge that you know about sex and that you are taking care of me without me resorting to erm… well you know.” He blushed, as he could not bring himself to try and explain himself further.

“Never mind, shy boy, here is something that’s important.” She suddenly pinched the tip of his penis. She was giggling as she called out to him before disappearing through the door. “You’re it, dweebypoops!” Richard dashed out of the door and looked for his costume, only to see Samantha holding it aloft and teasing him with it. Without thinking he dashed after her, his penis swinging from side to side as he ran. Samantha watched him. She thought that she had not seen anything so beautiful as Richard’s lithe, naked body running towards her. It was her undoing as Richard tagged her at the same time as he grabbed the little piece of cloth. Samantha suddenly called truce. “You’ll never manage to put that on, on your own, unless you tie one side first, before you pull it up.”

She helped him into it, cupping his genitals and resting them in the pouch, holding them while she tied the other string of the thong. “Come here, Richard.” She took off her top and dropped it on the sand. She put her hands around his neck and kissed him, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. He could feel her nipples pressing their hardened points against his chest. He felt almost dizzy as she released him. Aunt Sue watched them from the doorway, aware that Samantha had now got everything that she ever wanted.

The day patterned itself very much on the day before, apart from the scheduled milking of Richard. To make sure that he cohered to his schedule, Aunt Sue, insisted upon making Richard produce two ejaculations at both of his afternoon sessions.

Although there was no fixed timetable, Aunt Sue was conscious that they would be going to a restaurant for the evening and might not have time to fit all five daytime emissions into the time available. Samantha was thrilled, that together with Aunt Sue, she was able to force the boy to ejaculate a second time with no respite. His anguished expression seemed to stir something within her. She knew that she was not inherently cruel or sadistic, and yet making the boy ejaculate for a second time stirred something deep inside her. She had felt herself suddenly become unable to stem the powerful orgasm that had pervaded her young body. She was determined to find out why she should feel that way. It was certainly a question that she would put to Aunt Sue.

It was around half after five when Aunt Sue rounded them up and laid out their timetable for the evening. “Come along you two delightful nephew and niece of mine. It is time to get ready for a super night out at a very salubrious restaurant. I have managed to get a table on the veranda which overlooks the lake. We are going to meet one of my best friends and her daughters. They will be joining us at our table, so I want you both looking your absolute best.”

Aunt Sue had to smile as they both looked eager and excited to be going out. “Richard can wear his new clothes and I am sure that Samantha has already thought of something nice that she can wear.” Samantha giggled and jumped up and down with glee. “Oh, Aunt Sue, I can’t wait to dress up, is it really nice… erm, your restaurant?” Aunt Sue laughed at the young girl’s excitement. “Yes, it is super. They have a really cool quartet and a little dance floor where you can dance. The food is delicious, and you will enjoy meeting my friend, Veronica and her two daughters, JoJo, and Vicki.

Veronica is really nice and so are her daughters. JoJo is twenty-three and Vicki is fourteen. So, with Vicki you will have someone more or less your own age to talk to, Samantha. You will both have to address Veronica as Doctor Veronica and JoJo as Doctor JoJo. Unless of course they tell you otherwise. Veronica runs the local General Medical Practice and JoJo has just joined her straight from medical school.”

Aunt Sue detected a slight hesitancy in Samantha’s demeanour and realised that perhaps there was a little reluctance for her to share her brother with another girl. “Right Samantha, will you give Richard a bath, so that you can get all the lotion off him. I think it will be better than a shower as he still has lots of oily bits left on his body.” Samantha giggled as she saw Richard suddenly blush.

“Don’t worry Richard, I promise you I will be very thorough.” Richard blushed again as there was no doubt in his mind that Samantha would find every nook and cranny of his body. Fortunately, his trepidation at being bathed by Samantha did not cloud his mood of excitement to be going out to a posh restaurant.

It was half an hour later that he heard Samantha’s voice calling him to the main bathroom. He had already donned his towelling robe and hurried out of his room. Samantha smiled at him as he walked into the bathroom. She had already filled the tub and was standing by it still dressed in her ultra-brief bikini. She laughed at him as he began to blush as she reached for the belt of his robe and released the knot. “Don’t be shy, Richard. There isn’t any part of your body that I have not seen. Are you looking forward to meeting Vicki? She could be ugly, and you might not like her. Richard could tell that Samantha was not very keen at him meeting another girl of his own age. She pushed the towelling gown from his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. She laughed when she saw that he was still wearing his tiny swimming costume. She took hold of the ties at either side of his hips and pulled them, happy to see that his penis was still plump and squidgy.

“You really are a beautiful boy, Richard. I hope that Vicki is really ugly, I don’t like competition.” Richard had to laugh, even though he was blushing to a crisp, as he stood in front of her, completely naked. He looked into her face. “I don’t know whether you have noticed, Samantha, that there are very few girls that are as pretty as you are, dear sister. Even the older boys at school blush when you talk to them… so you don’t have to be jealous of anyone.”

Samantha brightened up immediately. “Do you really think that I am pretty, Richard?” Richard smiled at her. “Of course, I do, I’m not blind. You are the only third former that can make the sixth formers blush when you tease them. Even that huge footballer boy, Ryan blushed when you told him he was cute.” Samantha giggled as she realised that Richard had noticed her when she teased the older boys.

She loved hearing Richard compliment her and wished he would do it more often. She had to admit to herself that she always enjoyed the fact that the older boys always seemed to notice her, third former or not. “Come on Richard, hop in the bath, I am going to really pamper your lovely hot body. Stand facing me with your legs astride and put your hands upon your head so that you don’t hinder me while I bathe you.” Richard could not help smiling as he realised that he had dispelled her jealousy and that she was back to looking forward to her night out.

She stood back as she watched him stand in the bath, spreading his legs fully apart and placing his hands upon his head as she had instructed him to. “Richard, will you make me a promise? That you will hold my hand when we walk into the restaurant. You looked super in your new chinos, and I want us to look as if you are my boyfriend instead of my brother. I won’t embarrass you as I will look older when I put my makeup on. In fact, you may not recognise me after I get ready.”

Richard suddenly had a thought. “I hope you are not going to be revealing too much of yourself, I know what you are like… you are a tease.” Samantha giggled hysterically. “You will have to wait and see, won’t you my dear big brother. Now just relax while I wash your delicious body. Richard managed to stay reasonably still as she washed the lotion from his skin. “Right, I will shampoo your hair last, so that just leaves your middle bit to do.” She slipped her soapy hand between his legs, gently parting the cheeks of his bottom as she located his sphincter. She pushed upwards as two of her fingers slipped through the ring of muscle and came to rest against his prostate gland.

“Relax, Sweetheart… oh my, your prostate is super-sensitive today. Just relax as much as you can, while I attend to you.” She felt him shudder as she placed the fingers of her other hand around his penis. Richard shivered again as she drew the foreskin back, before reversing the direction, drawing it over the sensitive coronal rim. He gasped as she repeated the entire motion. This time speeding up the movement of her fingers and shortening the amount of travel, so that she ended the stroke just below the ultra-sensitive rim. She prodded his prostate each time she slipped the foreskin over the rim of his glans penis. She could hear his gasps as she firmed her grip, applying a sudden intense pressure to the glans penis and frenulum.

It was no surprise to Samantha when he began to shiver violently and gasp loudly, each time her fingers passed over the sensitive rim. “Please Samantha, I can hardly bear what you are doing. Samantha ignored him as she let her fingernails scrape the rim on each pass. “Please no, Samantha, it is far too sensitive.” He bent forward as he tried push his bottom backwards to try and escape the cruelly intense stimulation to his penis. Samantha rudely pushed another finger up through his sphincter making the young boy thrust his hips forward again.

He could not escape the torturous stimulation, his body suddenly stiffening to a rigid posture as he began to ejaculate. Long ropes of semen were ejected from the tip of his penis in an agonising series of violent pulsations. He cried out as Samantha’s fingers prodded and goaded his prostate gland as her hand flew over the flesh of his penis seemingly inured against the anguish of his writhing body. Suddenly he collapsed onto his knees, unable to withstand the torment for a moment longer. He gasped and moaned as Samantha withdrew her hands from his body. She looked down at herself, delighted to see his semen had completely coated the front of her young body. “Good boy, Richard you will feel a lot more comfortable now. You have been a very good boy. Will you just sit down on your bottom while I get the showerhead to wet your hair.”

It was sometime later that Richard walked into the kitchen to see that Aunt Sue was lighting the scented candles as she always did in the evening. She was beautifully dressed in an ‘A-line skirt and bolero style Tuxedo jacket. She turned towards Richard and immediately complimented him. “Well don’t you look handsome, Richard. You look very mature, and your clothes really compliment your handsome face and body. I wonder where that little minx, that is your sister, has got to. I just knew she would be last to be ready.”

They both turned towards the corridor as they heard the sound of stilettos upon the marble flooring that ran through the corridors and bedrooms of the house. They both gasped in unison as Samantha appeared in a little black dress. It was very short and showed off nearly all of her tanned thighs. It accentuated her tiny waist and flared outwards to encompass her breasts. Her cleavage was pronounced and intriguing and led one’s eye to the single black stone, which was set in platinum and hanging from a fine platinum chain. Her hair was drawn back and fastened with a silver comb. Her face was lightly but very subtly made up. She looked older and much more sophisticated than Richard had ever seen her. A beautiful young girl in the ubiquitous - little black dress! Richard spoke first. “Beautiful, tasteful, mature, classy and sophisticated! I can’t think of another adjective that captures you better. Lovely just lovely. I will be proud to hold your hand as we walk into the restaurant, Samantha.

Richard looked at her face and saw her eyes glisten for a few moments before she spoke. “That was a lovely thing to say, Richard. Thank you. Suddenly Samantha adopted s funny posture. Her knees were turned inwards, and her bottom and chest stuck out like a comic pastiche of a modelling pose. Her voice took on the tones of an ultra-camp presenter as she walked in exaggerated steps across the kitchen floor. “Cynthia Codswallop is wearing… and I’ll take it from the top. A jet pendant, courtesy of Aunt Sue, an exquisite Chanel cocktail dress, courtesy of Aunt Sue, Knickers, courtesy of Cynthia Codswallop’s own sewing machine, and a darling pair of heels, by Gucci.” Aunt Sue and Richard clapped their hands and whistled approval as Samantha took her bow.

Samantha had set the tone for their evening, and they were all still laughing as Aunt Sue drove them along the country roads towards the restaurant. Aunt Sue had instructed them to sit in the rear of the luxurious Range Rover as she knew that it would please Samantha. Richard was still blushing from the sight of Samantha lifting her dress up to reveal the tiny black diamond of cloth which he recognised from the hot tub evening. She had made sure that he caught sight of her completely bared bottom before she sat down. His blushing face seemed to delight her.

Aunt Sue saw his face in her mirror and smiled. “What did you do to Richard, Samantha?” Samantha adopted her usual expression of innocence. “I have no idea, Aunty.” Samantha laid her hand over Richard’s pubis as she whispered in his ear. “I don’t want to crease my dress, Sweetie.” She felt his penis begin to react to her hand and she squeezed it through the fine material of his chino’s.

It was only moments later that Aunt Sue turned off the country road on to a red tarmac driveway. They saw the restaurant appear in front of them. It was a log faced building styled like a Swiss chalet. The neon sign, written in a stylish script declared, The Alpine Lodge. There was a couple of dozen cars in the car park, all of them, Richard noticed, seemed to be stylish European models. Samantha could not contain her excitement. The sun was going down and its warm glow seemed to accent the red flowers of the hanging baskets that festooned the façade of the building.

To Richard and Samantha, the Alpine Lodge seemed to be the epitome of a posh restaurant as they followed their aunt into the beautifully laid out interior. The hostess greeted Susan as if she were a long-lost relation as Susan handed her the keys to her car. She eventually led them through to the veranda portion and to a table occupied by an attractive woman which Richard surmised was probably in her late thirties or early forties. Her eldest daughter was a stunning beauty and had inherited the good looks of her mother. Samantha smiled at the youngest daughter who was the first girl that Richard had seen who matched the prettiness of Samantha.

Richard blushed as the young girl looked him over. They all stood and shook hands with Aunt Sue and then turned their attention to Richard and Samantha, shaking their hands and indicating the chairs where they were to sit. Samantha seemed at ease in their company as she smiled at everyone. Richard held the back of her chair as she sat and pushed it forward for her. He quickly did the same for his aunt as she too seated herself. The conversation was already lively as Doctor Veronica smiled at them all.

Richard took his chair next to Samantha on his left and Aunt Sue on his right. He could not help blushing again as Doctor JoJo looked him in the eye. “My, my Richard, your aunt was understating when she said that you were a handsome young man. You are certainly all of that.”

A pretty waitress diverted his embarrassment as she placed a tall glass of what looked like a beautifully made cocktail in front of Samantha and then a similar one in front of him. She then placed a bottle of champagne upon the centre of the table and poured his aunt a goodly amount into her glass. There we are people, alcohol-free cocktails for our younger guests and champagne for my favourite customers. On the house” Richard and Samantha raised their glasses along with everyone else, as Doctor Veronica welcomed them with a toast to everyone’s health and happiness. Vicki gave Richard a friendly smile as they sipped to the toast.

Suddenly, Richard felt Samantha place her hand under the tablecloth and over his genitals. She smiled at him as he blushed even more profusely at the intimate gesture. Doctor JoJo seemed to have seen the movement as she gave him a knowing look as he shifted in his seat, embarrassed at the sudden squeeze of her fingers over his penis.

Soon there seemed to be two conversations going on between Doctor Veronica and his Aunt Sue and Doctor JoJo, while Samantha and Vicki seemed to be enjoying each other’s company. Richard suddenly felt quite at ease as Samantha took her hand away as she conversed with Vicki. Occasionally Aunt Sue would squeeze his knee affectionately as the conversations flowed easily. Richard became aware of the soft chords of the Quartet as they played familiar evergreens to the lively patrons.

The view of the lake was mesmerising as small electric motor launches made their way past the veranda. Richard noticed that there were several of the launches moored at the jetty which obviously belonged to the restaurant. Doctor Veronica noticed his interest and explained their presence to him. “The boats, which are on hire from the boat yard at the far end of the lake, are all electric. They are only allowed to do eight miles an hour until they are further out and then they can do fifteen. We always come by boat when we dine here, as we can have a drink and still drive legally.”

She smiled at him as did Doctor JoJo. She went on. “We often do house calls by boat. It is so quick and convenient when we visit the houses that have their own Jetty. The village where we live is situated on the side of the lake, so most of them do have their own jetty.” When Doctor JoJo was your age, she used to always be on the water visiting her friends. Doctor JoJo smiled at the boy’s interest. “Perhaps your Aunty Susan would let you drive her boat. She is allowed her own boat as she lives outside the boundary of the boat yard. Haven’t you seen it yet, it is much more swish than the hire boats.” Aunt Sue laughed at Richard’s surprise. I haven’t shown them the boat yet.” She turned to Richard. Did you notice the little wood cabin on the waterfront away from the house. That is where I keep it. It was going to be a surprise.

JoJo laughed as she realised her faux pas. “Sorry Susan, I’ve spoiled your surprise.”

Aunt Sue turned to Richard again. “I was going to let you enjoy the beach first before I took you on the boat. I’ll show it to your both, first thing in the morning.” Richard smiled at his aunt.

“Honestly Aunty, I have been enjoying everything so much that another surprise might be overkill.” He laughed, feeling very much at his ease in the company of everyone. “Show it to us whenever you are ready, it is such a lovely vacation, that the days just don’t seem long enough.”

He felt the sudden warmth of Aunt Susan’s smile. She seemed so delighted with his answer. “You are a lovely boy, Richard. I love having you and Samantha with me so much, that I feel so grateful to your mom for letting you come. But we will have a little trip in the boat. There is a café on the left side of the lake that is very pretty. We could have lunch there if you would like.”

Richard smiled his face beaming with happiness. “Oh, Aunty it sounds wonderful, but let’s enjoy the beach for a while, I know you would have something planned for it, so I am more than happy to carry on as we are.” He was sure that his aunt was happy with his answer as her eyes glistened for a moment as she squeezed his knee. “Sometimes Richard, I think you have a much wiser head on your shoulders than your years suggest. Alright, we’ll revert to plan A.” She smiled at him again before turning her head to smile at Doctor JoJo. “Tell me JoJo, how are you getting on at your mom’s practice?”

JoJo looked at Aunt Sue as she smiled. “Well, it is very different than being at medical school, but I am learning so much. The trouble is doing paediatrics in a practice is that we lack the hands-on experience at medical school. We get plenty of volunteer patients from the older age groups, but with children up to the age of eighteen we get none. Of course, I understand the reasons, but just watching your consultant treating a patient is a far cry from treating a young patient yourself. It is different with female patients as we have been through the complex stages of puberty ourselves, but we leave the hospital with very little knowledge of how to handle young boys.” She turned her head to smile at her mother. “Mom went through the same difficulties, so she is very sympathetic and understanding.” She smiled wryly. “Mom used to practice on her brothers, but I only have Vicki, who has already informed me that if I even dare to suggest that I stick another needle in her, that she will never speak to me again!” Vicki laughed at her sister. “Too right, I won’t. It gets old very quickly!”

Their laughter made heads turn in the restaurant. Doctor Veronica was still chuckling at Vicki’s vehement reply. JoJo laughed with her as she smiled at her young sister.” I can’t blame her, but I must admit that I am grateful to her. I will also state for the record that the lovely dress she is wearing was funded by me, to show her just how grateful I really am.” Vicki laughed, “I know you are, Sis. But my skin was starting to look like a pin cushion.”

Richard joined in the conversation when asked a direct question, but otherwise he felt comfortable basking in the warm atmosphere of the table. The conversation never seemed to falter, rather it seemed to flow naturally. He picked up on some of the subjects, often listening intently, other times content listening idly to their voices. He was surprised when steaks arrived at the table along with large tureens of vegetables and roasted potatoes. He looked enquiringly at Aunt Sue as she answered his unasked question.” I pre-ordered for everyone including you. I saw how you and Samantha enjoyed fillet steak, so I didn’t need to ask you… the same with Samantha. I already knew the choice of Doctors Veronica and JoJo. I did ask Vicki, but she said that she would like steak too. So, there we are, six fillets all medium rare. I ordered you another cocktail to drink with your meal. This one is slightly less complex and should go down well with your steak.”

Richard thanked her as he was really enjoying the subtle mix of ingredients in his drink. There was silence apart from the odd complimentary comment upon the meal. The night was warm and balmy, and Richard appreciated the open-air location of their table, which he had noticed was in the best position to enjoy the views.

He was sat back in his chair as Samantha spoke to him. “Come and dance with me Richard.” He looked around to see that there were several couples dancing slowly to the super smooth quartet. He excused himself to everyone as he stood, amused to see that Samantha had waited in her chair for him to pull it back as she took her weight off it.

He smiled as Samantha took his arm, almost possessively he thought. She melted into his arms as he held her and laid her head upon his shoulder. “I am so loving this evening Richard, and you have been such a gentleman to me that I am going to treat you when we get home. I suppose you have noticed that Vicki keeps looking at you. I thought I had better dance with you before she grabbed you. I bet she gets all the boys she wants. She seems used to getting her own way.”

Richard laughed. “Just like you then sweet sister.” She dropped one arm from his back and pinched his bottom. “That’s rude, Richard.” She sighed in the pleasure of his closeness as he whispered in her ear. “Have you noticed people looking at you?” She squeezed his bottom cheek again before returning her hand to his back. “It’s somebody young wearing an expensive Chanel dress. I would look as well. Oh, I love being here and with you. I suppose I will have to let you dance with that ugly girl if she asks you, which I just know that she will.” They danced on until the number finished. “I am not sure of the etiquette, Richard. So, we had better go and sit down. He attended her chair again, knowing that she loved the attention of it.

Surprisingly, it was JoJo that asked him to dance as the quartet began another slower number. He could see that Samantha was surprised as he stood. Doctor JoJo did not wait for him to get her chair but came around the table and took his arm. We can walk through to the other side and dance nearer the band. Richard took her lead and followed her through the dancers to find a spot on the floor. She held him quite close to her as they began to dance. She skilfully followed his lead shuffling with him in the same way that everyone else was doing.

“You are enjoying yourself aren’t you, Richard.”
“Oh Yes, it is the first time I have been to a posh restaurant, and I love it!”

“Yes, it is a lovely evening and usually we dine here with just the three of us. It is always very nice, but sometimes I would love to dance, but do not want to bring a boyfriend as I enjoy talking to my mother. We are so busy at the practice, that we never get chance to just catch up. Now Richard, tell me all about you, other than the fact that you are painfully shy. Richard, blushed but managed to catalogue his life for her, over the course of the next two dances.

Doctor JoJo was an excellent listener and subtly prompted him without seeming to. He could not help blushing as she would look deep into his eyes occasionally. She was so beautiful that at times she just overwhelmed him. “I presume Richard, that you have reached puberty, I assume that it has happened fairly recently.” He blushed deeply as he stammered a reply. “Erm Yes Doctor, very recently, I don’t think I have really come to terms with it yet.” JoJo could sense his extreme embarrassment. “Sorry Richard, that must seem a bit forward of me. Forget I asked. I am enjoying dancing with you, so perhaps your Aunt Susan will arrange another visit before the end of your vacation.” Richard brightened at the news that there would be no further examination of his puberty. “I would love to come again, and I know that Samantha would too.”

“Well Richard, I will make sure that you do. Samantha seems very precocious, and I find her very good company. I think she seems very possessive of you.” Richard laughed. You could say that; she said that she hoped Vicki would be ugly.” It was JoJo’s turn to laugh. “That sounds about right coming from her. It is probably the first time she has had you to herself.” Richard paused and realised that Doctor JoJo was very perceptive. “You know, when I think of it, you are absolutely right.”

They finished their dance and returned to the table. Before he could sit down Doctor JoJo, spoke to him. Richard, why don’t you let Vicki take you and Samantha out to look at the restaurant from the water. It is so pretty at night that is no wonder that it is always attracting new customers. You can only see the up lights from here. Wait until you see it all reflected into the water. She reached into her handbag and gave Vicki a set of keys. The weather is really balmy now, and right through the summer, even the lake is warm. So, half an hour on the water will be very pleasant.”

Vicki had already got up from her seat. She took Samantha’s hand and helped her up. She also took Richard’s hand which Samantha noticed straight away. “Come on you two, we’re going down the steps, they are broad and non-slip so you will be fine in your beautiful heels, Samantha.” Vicki led them on to the jetty and stopped at the largest electric launch. “Step in, it won’t move. Richard stepped in first and turned to take Samantha’s hand. He steadied her into the boat.

There were six bench seats across the width of the boat, with an aisle in the middle. He steered Samantha to the second one and sat down beside her. They watched as Vicki unhitched the mooring ropes and held them as she skipped lightly into the boat at the rear. She stowed the ropes and walked up the aisle to the front and sat behind the wheel.

They watched her as she turned the key and pushed the rev controller forward. The boat moved smoothly and silently forward. As soon as they were clear of the other boats, she turned in her seat. “Don’t look back as it will spoil the surprise.” She turned back, but not before she had seen Samantha take Richard’s hand. Richard watched the familiar way in which Vicki handled the boat. He realised that she was very experienced. He sat back and smiled at Samantha. “You look very nice in the moonlight Samantha.” He whispered in her ear. She placed her free hand over his genitals and squeezed his penis. “Look forward, Richard we are turning.” Richard looked through the windscreen as Vicki turned the wheel and then used the accelerator to make the turn. She pulled the lever back and stopped the boat dead in the water, sideways on to the shoreline.

“Look to your right.” They both looked, gasping at the view of the restaurant. Samantha suddenly seemed much younger as she exclaimed. “Look, it’s really pretty.” Richard realised that the entire building was festooned in fairy lights. It looked magnificent and he could understand how it would attract visitors. The windows added a welcoming warm glow and he realised that there was an upper floor above the one where they had danced. It too had a balcony with diners at the tables.

On the veranda, Doctors JoJo and Veronica were in animated conversation with Susan. “Well Susan, what do you think, it will be no more embarrassing than what he is experiencing now. The upshot is that I will gain valuable understanding of a boy’s psyche, his inner self. The verbal experience will be just as invaluable as the physical aspects. I would make a plan of action so that everything that I had assumed would be tested and verified or dispelled. I can’t begin to tell you the value of what I am proposing.”

Susan smiled at JoJo, “I really didn’t need convincing JoJo, but I am glad that you have explained it so well. There is a way forward if you can do it. His mother did tell me, when I mentioned his shyness, that he was dreading next term at school because of the annual medical exam. You know how boys talk, well, some of the boys were ribbing the younger ones about the medical with horror stories of the invasiveness of the full medical and all the embarrassing things the boy had to do and put up with. It is a female doctor that does the exam.” JoJo smiled as she knew what was coming.

“It seems the boys are hanging about naked as they have to wait for each part to be completed on all the boys, before she moves on to the next part. They do the exam in the school gymnasium, and they say some of the female teachers help out too. So quite frankly he is dreading it, even if only half of what they have told him is true. Would you be able to do his exam at the same time as your own agenda.” JoJo smiled.” Bingo, we have a deal, if you give me all the details of the school and the zip code, I can get the forms and do his exam. I can give you the results, including blood and urine results, which his school would have to wait for. I’ll pop it all in a sealed envelope which he can give to the school nurse. They will be delighted that it is one less for them to do… and perfectly satisfied because it is the same form from their own area authority. It won’t be queried. Because it will also be online from their own health authority, so they can check it. Quite a few girls have their school medicals at our practice as they prefer their own doctor. Every school has pupils like that. Susan smiled again. “So, JoJo all you have to do… is ask him!”

The evening finished in relaxed conversation. Richard and Samantha had decided quite independently that this was the kind of evening they would prefer rather than the frenzied dancing and loud music of their youth club dances. To be able to dress up and have easy conversations with interesting company appealed to both of them equally. They were kissed and complimented on their entertaining presence by Doctor Veronica and Doctor JoJo. Promises were made to get together soon. Samantha persuaded Aunt Sue to let them watch as their companions sailed away silently in the electric launch. “Doesn’t it look idyllic,” Richard observed as they watched their progress lit by the brightness of the moon.

Sometime later as Richard was made to lie naked on his bed, they stroked him gently and cleverly, watching him with loving eyes, stimulating his body until his penis throbbed with arousal. It was Aunt sue that gently penetrated his bottom and manipulated his penis into a powerful emission of copious proportions as Samantha stroked her hand over his nipples, squeezing them cruelly, while her lips brushed against his and then fastened as her tongue pierced his mouth. Richard realised that this was Samantha’s treat as she lovingly sponged semen from his body before both Samantha and Aunt Sue gently helped him slip under the sheets. Richard slept the sleep of the just. Unaware of the kisses that graced his cheeks and forehead.

Breakfast was a far healthier affair the next morning as Samantha waxed lyrical about the previous evening. Her eyes shining with excitement as she remembered the promises that they would do it again.

Both Samantha and Richard were dressed in their towelling robes and were appreciating the relaxed atmosphere rather than dashing out to the beach. Although Susan had not planned to broach the subject, she realised that it was a golden opportunity for her to broach the subject that had been gnawing at her since she had woken and got out of her bed at her usual early hour of six a.m.

Here goes, she thought as she looked at her handsome nephew. “Richard, I want you to enjoy this vacation right through to the very last day, but I know that you have a worry that is going to grow and manifest itself until it begins to escalate and ruin each day of the latter part of this lovely vacation. So, I want to get this knotty problem out of the way before it begins to really bother you. Can you tell me what it is, Richard?”

Richard looked at her and blushed, looking nervous and guilty, even though he had done nothing wrong. “Oh Aunty, it is school… erm… next term, they are going to do our year’s medical. It is the biggest one they do. It is only for fifth formers, and according to the sixth form boys, who had it last year, it is supposed to be well… erm humiliating and takes all day.” Aunt Sue watched his face as he shivered while he recounted what he had been told.

“The sixth form boys have told us about it, and I know it is not just talk and being said to frighten us, as I asked Simon Jenkins about it, he is a very studious boy and always speaks the truth. I had to drag it out of him, but he said he still gets shivers when he thinks about it. I believe him because it took an age before he would tell me.”

He shivered again as he continued. “You are required to strip off everything until you are naked, I mean not even your underpants are allowed. Then you are walked into this area and sat down to wait your turn. One of the female teachers had her desk facing the boys that were waiting. The boys were not allowed to cover up and if one did, she would shout the boy’s name and instruct him to stop playing with his penis. There is only one female doctor and one nurse, so the female teachers help the boy to be ready well in time for each segment of the exam. Simon says that they are always in and out of the screened off section of the gym where the boys are made to sit on wooden chairs to wait. Then they take the boy, one at a time, through to the bit where she does all the tests. Last year the sixth form girls that are going to medical school or nursing college, helped the female medical staff. They weighed the boys and took their blood pressure.” Aunt Sue saw him shiver as did Samantha.

“They do it one by one until all the boys are done. Simon told me that the girls always work in pairs and walk the boy in the middle of them. He says he covered up with his hands and the girls smacked his bottom several times until he walked with his hands at his sides so they could hold his arms. Two of the girls were taking temperatures in another screened off cubicle. They made them kneel on a desk with a blanket under their knees. He said they put a gloved finger up his bottom and lubricated it and then put a thermometer in his erm… opening. He said he could hear them whispering about him while they waited five minutes for the thermometer to register.” Richard was blushing deeply as he recounted Simon’s experiences.

“He said the girls were a lot worse than the female teaching staff, but even the teachers smirked sometimes because the boys were so embarrassed. The Doctor was very attractive and quite young. She was very aloof and equally stern and seemingly unaware of how humiliating it was for the boy. She would look at him as if he was being silly by being so embarrassed at standing naked in front of her. He said the Doctor’s exam was done in four parts. So, the teachers or the girls were escorting you every time. He said the exams, all four of them were really embarrassing. He said part of the reason was that the doctor was doing everything she needed to, seemingly unconcerned about who was watching or listening. The first examination was for heart rates and such, the boys had to do jumping jacks in front of the Doctor and her nurse.

She seemed amused that the boy would find it embarrassing as his penis slapped against his stomach and then his legs until it erected. She must have known what would happen and deliberately left him jumping until his penis was so stiff that it was just waving in the air. The really wicked thing was, that the two girls that had escorted you were right in the cubicle and saw everything that the Doctor made the boy do. The school secretary was always present, she was filling in the medical forms for each boy. He said the second part was an hour later for him as all ten boys had to go through the first part.”

Aunt Sue kept quiet but could see Richard’s growing concern. “The second part was mobility, and he says he saw the girls grinning as he had to do a duck walk. Then the nurse had him get up on the examination couch and lay on his back while the doctor bent each knee and then both arms. She also checked the reflexes on arms and legs with a rubber hammer that amused the girls. He said that all the positions were embarrassing and made you look like an idiot, especially when she did his neck which meant he was looking at the sixth form girls right in the eye as she turned his head as far as it would go in both directions. Simon said that the teachers often stood at the entrance on some segments and watched his examination.”

Samantha pushed Richard’s orange juice towards him and watched him take a gulp. She dared not look at him as she felt strangely excited at his description of the school medical.

“Simon said the third segment was the most embarrassing for him. The girls took him to a cubicle and gave him a glass jar and told him to urinate in it. She put on gloves and made him hold his penis out so she could wipe the glans with this medicated tissue that she took from a sealed packet. He said it really stung and he yelped. She told him not be so childish. But he said it really did sting for a long time afterwards because the alcohol went inside the hole of his penis. He said that it took ages for him to erm… pee. As both girls were watching him. After he had given his sample, the girls filled in a label and stuck it to the glass jar. He said he knew everyone would see his name as she carried it away with her. She would take it to one of the teachers in the waiting cubicle. The girls then took Simon to the doctor’s cubicle. He said the next segment was Development. He told me this was the most embarrassing exam. He thought it was strange when he realised Miss Copeland was in the cubicle. The nurse told him when he entered that Miss Copeland would be his chaperone for this segment.”

Richard looked at Samantha. “Miss Copeland is really nice, and all the students like her. She is the art teacher, Samantha knows her, as she teaches all of the years. Simon was made to get up on the examination table on all fours and spread his knees wide, then go down on his elbows. The doctor lubricated his bottom with this very smooth cream and put her fingers inside him, he didn’t know how many, but he thought it felt like there were three. He said he was so embarrassed that Miss Copeland was watching him. He said that the doctor started prodding this place inside him, it was his prostate gland. He said he jerked his body as she pressed it. Then the nurse took hold of his penis and began to milk him like a cow. He couldn’t believe what she was doing, she was using both hands. He said he could not help getting stiff. It seems she had put a glass dish underneath him and was going to make him, you know, make him ejaculate in front of his favourite teacher and the two sixth form girls.”

He looked at Aunt Sue, blushing. “We see the sixth form girls every day as we move around from class to class, or at lunch time.” The school is not that large that you can hide from people. Anyway Aunty… Simon said that Miss Copeland came around the examination table and lifted his head so that she could see his face and asked him if he was alright. She said that it shouldn’t take long. Simon said he didn’t think she knew what they were doing to him. He said he couldn’t help it when his penis become erect and then the nurse started sliding her hand up and down very quickly. He said that he was really embarrassed that the sixth formers were looking at his face then his penis, then looking back to his face again, especially when the nurse speeded up to see what effect it was having upon him. He said he found it very degrading, even more so when she kept smacking his bottom and telling him to relax, knowing that he couldn’t.” Aunt Sue, murmured “how awful.”

“Simon estimated that it took less than five minutes for her to force him to ejaculate. What embarrassed him more than anything was that he heard Miss Copeland gasp in shock when he started ejaculating. The doctor was obviously very experienced with handling boys of his age, and she really probed and prodded the gland so that he heard himself cry out when she started to prolong his ejaculation. It was physically exhausting, and he said that they made him get off the table immediately after he had erm… spurted, rather than giving him a few minutes to get over it. His legs were shaking but she still made him stand with his hands on his head while the nurse measured the length and the circumference of his penis as he was still erect. Then she measured his testes and called out the results to the school secretary so that everybody heard. He said, even worse was when she took the petri dish with his semen in it and transferred it to a test tube with measurements on the side of the glass and called out loudly, ‘Simon Jenkins, semen sample is three-point-five CC’s.’ He said that the girls took him back to the waiting room straight away, while his penis was still erect. One of the teachers made him stand in front of her as she put gloves on and wiped all around the glans which was still dripping with his semen.”

Richard took a breath and carried on. “Simon had to sit for almost two hours before he was called again. During his wait, the young assistant from the canteen walked into the cubicle with a tray of packed sandwiches and a drink for each boy. The boys tried to cover up, but the teacher immediately told them to stop playing with themselves. Simon was again, the first to go in for the fourth segment. The first part of it was particularly embarrassing as the doctor made the boy stand in front of her with his legs spread wide apart. She placed her hand beneath his scrotum and told him to turn his head away and cough. He said that he knew that everybody outside the cubicle would know what the doctor was doing to him when they heard him cough. He had tried to cough quietly so she repeated this several times before she seemed satisfied. Then she took his penis and began examining it while she started asking him really embarrassing questions. Was he aware of which sex he found attractive. Was he close to his mother? Did he have sisters at home? How often did he masturbate? Do you dream of sexual encounters etc. He said that everyone including Miss Copeland and the sixth form girls could clearly hear his answers.”

Richard took a breath. Aunt Sue saw that he found Simon’s account very distressing. He carried on.

“All the time she was examining his penis. Simon said he thought she had deliberately made his penis erect. She pulled his foreskin right back and kept flicking his frenulum with her fingernail. Eventually she let him go and asked the girls to take him to another cubicle. His penis was still fully erect and was waving about in front of him as he entered the next station.

Inside the cubicle there was a young girl standing beside a tripod with a large camera mounted upon it. The girl looked at Simon and told him to stand in front of a white backdrop. She told him to position himself with his legs astride and his arms held out slightly from his sides. The school secretary walked in and handed the girl a piece of paper. The girl copied the information to a white board with a marker pen, while Simon watched her write his name and beneath it, she wrote: Tanner Stage three point five.” She focussed and took several shots of him with his penis fully erect and then told him to turn to the side and then turn again and face the backdrop while she carried on taking photographs of his naked body from the rear. She then asked the girls to take him back to the waiting area. He was still fully erect when he returned to the waiting cubicle. He saw that his own house teacher had taken over the supervision of the boys. She was casually holding another boy’s penis while she wiped the glans for him. The girls that helped the medical staff and teachers are now in upper sixth and he see’s them every day. They always look at him and whisper between themselves. He says the teasing is never endless.

Richard looked at Aunt Sue. “I am dreading going through that. Simon is very shy and sensitive, and he is still being affected by it. He always seems very nervous when he meets any girl, knowing that the sixth form girls are always gossiping about their role in helping to do the boy’s medical exams to any girl that hasn’t heard about it. Aunt Sue looked at him keenly. She could see that his eyes were glistening and that he was very upset just thinking about what had happened to Simon. “I know I am shy, but Jenkins has never really mixed with the jock type boys or any of the girls apart from his lab partner, Susie Derkins. He said that she made him tell her what was troubling him, so she is the only other person that he has ever told until he told me. She said that she knew the girl who was photographing him and the other naked boys. She works for her father in his photography shop in town. She is only sixteen and only left school the term before.

An hour later, Susan telephoned JoJo and recounted the details of Richard’s medical exam. Telling her about the format of the four sections and the photographs that she presumed were attached to each boy’s file. JoJo said that she had already seen the format of the examinations online and that each file was headed by the name and photograph of the boy. “I will make sure that Richard’s medical follows that format exactly, so that there is no ambiguity between the private medical and that of the visiting medicals that the schools provide. I would like you to tell me about how you are handling Richard when you extract his semen from him. Any information is always useful. Veronica tells me that one of the triggers is a spanked bottom and I understand that this authoritarian approach is very effective in freeing up his libido.”

Susan smiled to herself. “You are right in your thinking. Even Samantha is able to subjugate the boy by talking to him as one would a much younger boy. He looks up to her as she manipulates him and adopts a more childlike dependency upon her. She has become kind and loving to him but in an older demeanour which seems to subjugate him to her will. She has complete authority over him, and he accepts it. I have put her in charge of him and he has now accepted it as being the norm. Your authority as a doctor will be enough to make him subservient and completely reliant upon you. So even spanking him over your knees would be accepted and cause him to obey you. Pleading for leniency rather refusing or struggling if his bottom is smarting. Deliberately embarrassing him, I believe is another trigger in his sexual response being increased especially by scolding him.” JoJo seemed satisfied as she asked her final question. “Would you mind withholding any ejaculation until after I have seen him.”
“That is already in hand, as you will want him susceptible to your touch.” JoJo, thanked her for the thought.”

She hesitated for a moment before she continued. “By the way Vicki wanted to come over on our boat to see Samantha. It seems that they got on very well at dinner so you might ask Samantha first before you give her permission. I hope she is not going to be in your way. I have plenty of space to do Richard’s medical tomorrow. Veronica has closed the surgery as she is going shopping, so I will have her nurses to help me. The exam is four hours, will you be able to bring Richard by boat if I was to make his appointment for ten o’clock. You could go shopping with Veronica if you would like. She always values your opinion on her choices, I am talking about clothes of course.”

Susan laughed. “I have an idea, get Vicki to come over by nine so that Samantha has company, then I can bring Richard on his own so that you are free and clear to take your time with him. He is extremely shy and sensitive so I know you will make him feel comfortable under your natural authority. I won’t tell him until the morning so that he is not worrying all night. It really will be a weight off his mind that he is excused having the school exam.”

JoJo sounded serious as she replied. “The doctor that did the examination at school would only be interested in locum work. So that she can pick and choose when she works. The authorities pay really well for her kind of work, so her main interest would have been to make sure that she was able to hurry the exams along so that she finished within the day, which I imagine she did. She would have had no empathy for the boys and all her exams would be carried out in that format… sort of production line stuff. She would have picked up over three and a half thousand dollars, plus her nurse’s fee, for doing ten examinations so you can see her motive for doing that kind of locum work.” Susan was quite surprised at the fees that the authorities paid for such work but could see why she operated that way. “Well at least Richard will be spared that, thank goodness. I hope you get what you are looking for from Richard, he is very amenable and mostly co-operative, so let’s hope it goes well for you. Tell Veronica I will be her shopping companion tomorrow so we will have fun. I’ll have my mobile, so you can let me know when you are finished.” Susan felt a huge relief that she had sorted out Richard’s main worries.

She replaced the mobile handset in its charging cradle and walked to the glass doors to see Samantha chasing Richard into the warm water of the lake. Later as they both laid side by side on the veranda she beckoned Samantha to come into the kitchen. She watched the precocious young girl scrunch Richard’s ears as she giggled and ran towards the glass doors.

She asked Samantha if she would help her prepare lunch while they talked. She explained the finagling that she had done with Doctor JoJo, and that by the doctor’s knowledge of the system that Richard would be able to have his compulsory medical with her. “I know that JoJo will put him at his ease as much as she possibly can. But like Richard’s regime of seven ejaculations per day, that you and I perform and elicit from the boy, Richard must submit to a proper medical examination. For that reason, I am suspending those extractions for today and tomorrow morning. I am not going to tell Richard about his exam today, instead you may tell him tomorrow morning. I would like you to stress that Doctor JoJo had done a great deal of research to ensure that his medical follows the exact format of the school’s visiting service that has upset him so much, by its insouciant and callous methods, which could have easily been avoided.

Samantha cuddled up to Aunt Sue and kissed her sloppily on the cheek. “If you like, as I’m not here, I will give you my card so that you can both go to the café for lunch. It’s on the opposite bank of the lake to the Alpine lodge. Vicki knows exactly where it is. Then you can play on the beach or chat until I bring Richard home.”

“Will it be a long examination if he is not coming home until teatime?”

Aunt Sue smiled at her. “Well Doctor JoJo has arranged for the fluid tests to be done tomorrow, normally I believe that is a no, no on a Saturday, but somehow she has managed it.” Aunt Sue looked at the girl. “Don’t tell me that you are jealous of Doctor JoJo now.”

Samantha giggled. “Of course, I am Aunty, I bet she gets a big sample from my beautiful brother, she is so good looking that he will blush to a crisp.” Aunt Sue laughed at her observation. “That my dear girl is the reason that he won’t be told until the morning. I find Richard just as attractive as you do. I am sure that I have never seen a boy as absolutely beautiful as Richard. His nature is just as beautiful as his body, so I am sure that I do not want him in the hands of that cow of a mercenary doctor who does the school medicals for a handbag full of cash.”

Samantha giggled. “I would scratch her eyes out if she treated Richard like that. I am going to look up Simon Jenkins up when we are back at school, I am sure that I could soon make him feel better about himself. I seem to be able to tease sixth formers just as easily as I do the boys in my own class. Did you notice that I untied Richard’s costume so that he doesn’t get any tan lines. Well, he should look nice and appetising for that predatory doctor friend of yours. I could tell she fancied him after she sat down after dancing with him. I have a built-in antenna for detecting those kinds of things.” Susan knew that Samantha was right, as she had picked up on those same vibrations herself. She still could not withhold her laughter as she looked at the utterly disarming young girl that had already got a handle on life.

JoJo said goodbye to her last patient of the day and took her notes from her desk drawer. She perused them as she checked the equipment in her surgery and moved to the sluice room and then on to their small operating theatre, where they performed all sorts of minor operations. She smiled as she thought of the many fingers and toes, she had sewn back together in that room while still a medical student. The grateful cards she received at Christmas confirmed her effectiveness. The sophisticated bed under the theatre lights looked hungry for another patient. Indeed, it would be satiated tomorrow with the gift of a beautiful and naked young boy who would erupt while fastened between its stirrups and straps. She had tried to censure her prurient interest in the beautiful young Richard but had failed quite happily.

Another summer’s day dawned bright and early spreading its warmth upon the silvery sand. Aunt Sue watched the discourse between Samantha and Richard. They were both in their costumes sitting cross-legged facing each other. Their bare bottoms looked lightly tanned and wonderfully smooth. Richard’s face was suffused in red as Samantha talked to him. He looked concerned but also happy and seemed to be alternating between the two emotions as Samantha continued talking to him.

“Well Richard, don’t you think you ought to go and say a big ‘thank you’ to your clever Aunty Susan. She has engineered a miracle in saving you from that dreadful experience that Simon Jenkins had. Also, don’t forget to thank Doctor JoJo for her very clever finagling in getting all the forms necessary to satisfy the authorities.
You know how intransigent these local authorities are with their rules and regulations to make Joe Public perform as they would wish.”

He often found himself being impressed by Samantha’s grasp of human frailties. She looked bright and alive as she giggled at him, “Richard’s got to take his clothes off in front of the very lovely and unattainable Doctor JoJo. I personally think she might ravage you. You know what these old broilers are like.” Richard could not help laughing at her teasing. They both laughed together and smiled as Samantha caught him looking at her jiggling breasts. “Just to think Richard, no dark clouds hanging over you by teatime. Now lay down and I will kiss you on the lips.”

Richard obeyed her and waited. “Close your eyes, I want you to just feel how much I love you. He felt his lips being nuzzled by Samantha’s soft mouth. She thrust her tongue between his teeth and kissed him passionately. He felt her hand dive down and squeeze his penis. Then suddenly, before he could react, she undid the ties to his brief thong and whisked it away, running through the glass door of the house, holding up the tiny wisp of cloth, she teased him “Gotcha Dweebypoops!”

He walked into the kitchen and sat down, hiding his nakedness instantly before Aunt Sue could turn around. Samantha’s voice was still teasing as she spoke to Aunt Sue. “Richard’s practicing for his medical, he’s got no clothes on.” Richard blushed as Aunt Sue turned towards them. “I have laid out the clothes I want you to wear, they are on your bed. But just go and get your robe on for breakfast.” Bravely, Richard stood up and walked slowly to his bedroom wiggling his bare bottom at Samantha. Aunt Sue heard Samantha sigh and whisper to herself, “you are beautiful Richard.”

Richard and Samantha were mesmerised as Aunt Sue piloted the sleek electric motor launch out of the boathouse and lined it up on the tiny jetty. Ready for their journey across the lake. The boat was modelled on the nineteen forties’ Riva Aquarama. Shiny exotic woods and lustrous chrome shone in the sunlight as it settled into its mooring. At the sound of churning water, Richard raised his eyes and saw an electric motor launch approach, Vicki was at the wheel, wearing a red bikini and a matching headscarf which she wore as a bandanna. Her sunglasses glinted as she skilfully moored on the nearside of the jetty and jumped on to it with her mooring ropes. Within a minute she was on the beach and kissing both him and Samantha on the cheek. “I am glad I’m early it’s not quite eight o-clock.”

Aunt Sue exited her boat and hopped on to the sparkling sand. “Hello Vicki, we are going to try and be early for your sister. So, we will be leaving in ten minutes. She felt in her shoulder bag and produced a credit card, which she gave to Samantha. “Will you take Samantha to the Lite-Bite for your lunch, it’s on me. That place is definitely a misnomer as it never serves anything light.” Vicki smiled, goody, I am always starving by lunch time. She looked at Richard, admiring his long bare legs, below the brief shorts that Aunt Sue had bought him for his journey to the lakeside. Vicki thought he looked delicious.

“I hope I see you when you are finished Richard. I am going to stay as long as Samantha will have me.” Samantha giggled and smiled at Vicki. “We will have fun spending your money Aunt Sue, I just love food.” She rubbed her tummy which was as flat as the water on the lake. Susan laughed and took Richard by the hand. “We had better be going, need I say have fun.” He grabbed the aft mooring rope before Aunt Sue could ask him to. He laid it in the open locker where other ropes were stored. Aunt Sue had already stowed hers. She sat at the wheel on the double seat at the front and patted it for Richard to sit next to her.

They both waved as the boat slid silently through the clear water. “We can get a move on for the first part and then we must slow down for the busy bit near the village houses. It’s all very pretty, so you will enjoy it.” She accelerated to twenty knots. The batteries were fully charged, and the boat had huge reserves of power and range. Richard loved the feeling of being on the water and impulsively squeezed his aunt’s knee in his excitement.

It took fifty-five minutes to reach the first houses. Richard was surprised as after passing perhaps ten houses, his aunt turned the wheel to the right he saw in front of them, a generously sized jetty. Aunt Sue smiled at him as she skilfully brought the boat alongside it in a single manoeuvre. He jumped out taking the aft mooring rope with him he looped it over a mooring post and moved quickly to take the rope that his aunt was holding. She led him up the jetty to a door that was signed Surgery above the door. He held the door open for her as they entered an empty waiting room. There was a button on the unoccupied reception desk. Aunt Sue pressed it and waited standing next to Richard. Only moments later a nurse came through the door leading to the treatment rooms. Richard saw that she was very pretty. She was dressed in a pure white tunic that was tailored to her figure. There was no insignia or even name tags. “Hello Susan, Veronica is waiting for you.

Richard watched his aunt walk through the door as the nurse turned to him.” Doctor JoJo asked me to show you into the conservatory as it is such a nice morning. She wants to have a little chat with you.” She looked at Richard, keenly examining his face and body without being too overt. “Doctor JoJo said you were a handsome boy, Richard and you don’t disappoint. Please follow me.” She walked in front of him as she led him through the same door and along a corridor. The door at the end of the corridor was slightly ajar and Richard could see bright sunlight streaming through. They entered and the nurse indicated a comfortable chair facing the desk.

“If you would take a seat here and Doctor JoJo can sit on the other side. I’ll bring you a glass of spring water, the doctor will not keep you waiting. I will bring your water and then see you later. You can call me Nurse Jane… all the patients do.” True to her word she appeared with a tall glass which clinked with ice cubes. She set it down on the desk and smiled at him as she left. Only a minute later JoJo appeared. “Don’t get up Richard, I’ll come around to my side and we can have a chat. She took out her notepad and several pencils which she laid on the desk in front of her.

“Now Richard, I think I complained bitterly at the dinner table that we didn’t get young people to treat at medical school. So, I am pleased to see you here. Now the biggest problem with young people of your age is puberty. Statistically you are late reaching puberty, so first I want to ask you, how did you discover that you had reached puberty?” Richard had decided to do his best and be completely open. “Well, I had an altercation with Aunt Sue over deliberately not bringing a brief costume for swimming, instead I brought board shorts because they were modest. She took me over her knee and spanked me. She had made me remove my shorts, so I was naked over her knee, I got an erection and then ejaculated while I was over her knee and being spanked.”

Richard knew his face was already blushing and JoJo noticed it too. “Do you think the spanking made you get an erection, or just that you were over her knees and moving about.”

Richard was relieved that the Doctor was being straight forward and without comment. “I have thought about it, and it was both, although I think I would have done the same thing with either.” Doctor JoJo looked at him, “is there anything in your past that might indicate that the spanking was the cause.”

“Erm… well yes, yes there was.”

“Try and think back and tell me even if the memory is incomplete.” Richard thought for a minute and then decided.

“I was ten years old, and my mother got me a babysitter to look after me and Samantha although she was already in bed. She was pretty but very strict, she was supposed to give me a bath and I told her that I always bathed myself which was a lie. She asked me if I was refusing, and I said yes. She forcibly stripped me even though I made it very difficult for her. I still had my underwear on, and she laid me over her knees, but my legs were up on the settee and so was my chest. She began to spank me and then stopped and very slowly bared my bottom. I remember getting a weird feeling, it was exciting as well as weird. I used to think about it for quite some time. I think it was sexual, but I can’t be sure that it was. But I sometimes got that feeling when I thought about it.” JoJo was excited but did not comment.

“Were you ashamed when she pulled your underpants down.”

“Yes Doctor, I felt humiliated.”

Doctor JoJo varied her questions and never pursued the same line of enquiry twice. The interview, which Richard had decided it was, had lasted an hour and a half. Although he had not realised that it was that length of time. He had dredged up events from all through his life. Things that he had forgotten but he realised were important, sort of signposts that explained some things to him, but obviously, he thought, could help Doctor JoJo a whole lot more. She barely touched upon his scheduled milking or his sister’s involvement, which he had thought she would find important. She had taken notes all the way through the interview. She scanned them and closed the cover. To Richard she looked rather satisfied. Her beauty had unnerved him, and she had an enquiring look that made him feel small in her presence.

“Right Richard. I will do your medical now. Nurse will come through and fetch you. I will see you later.

A different nurse came through and asked him to follow her. She led him to a small, tiled room with a medical examination table in the centre of it. Richard noticed that the orange covering on it was rubber. She smiled at him. “It will be best if you strip off everything Richard, you can get dressed again when I have finished. Richard blushed but obeyed her. Aunt Sue had told him not to wear his new underwear and his only covering was the shorts and Tee shirt. He was naked very quickly and covered his penis and testicles with his hands. The nurse instructed him to lay face down on the bed.

No sooner had he laid down than he felt her part his buttocks and apply some lubricant to his sphincter. Richard shivered at the sensation. She did not speak to him, but busied herself with equipment that he could not see. He was laid on his folded arms supporting his chin. It was not long before she parted his buttocks again and placed something between them to hold his buttocks open.

“Relax Richard.” He felt her follow the curse instruction with a probing finger into his anus. This was immediately followed by something cold and metallic entering his sphincter. Suddenly he felt warm liquid entering his bottom. It seemed very warm and turbulent as it entered and penetrated high up into his colon. He managed not to moan or complain as suddenly the liquid stopped. She patted his buttocks as she walked to the door and left the room. It must have been ten minutes before she returned. She slipped her hand between the cheeks of his bottom and retracted the nozzle without him feeling very much at all. Seconds later, he felt his entire bottom crease being stuffed with what felt like wadding.

She helped him off the bed and instructed him to squeeze his bottom cheeks together to retain the liquid. She helped him hobble to a small cubicle with a slightly taller than average stainless-steel pedestal. The toilet seat was an integral part of the pedestal. Richard assumed it was for ease of cleaning. The nurse helped him sit down.

“Please expel but don’t flush or use toilet paper, OK!”

Richard stayed on the toilet until he was at least ninety-five percent sure that he was empty. He did not look at the bowl but stood up. The nurse saw him exit and instructed him to get back on the bed in the same position. She went into the cubicle, and he heard it flush. The next thing he felt was a warm flannel washing his bottom. She pushed it firmly into the crease, parting his buttocks with a firm pressure. He could smell antiseptic soap as she cleaned him thoroughly.

“Will you be able to provide a urine sample if I give you a bottle?”

“I’ll do my best nurse.”

“Good boy.”

“I am Nurse Janet, by the way. I didn’t give you my name did I.”

“Sit up on the bed with your legs hanging over the edge, and I’ll hold the bottle for you.”

Richard got into position ready to take the bottle as the nurse stood between his knees. Nonchalantly, she took his penis in her hand and placed it so that it entered the tubular part of the bottle. She did not comment on his blushing face as she waited for him… It took a few moments before he was able to start… and then it suddenly came with a rush.”

“Good boy, stay there.” She fetched a medicated wipe and took a firm hold of his penis. She retracted his foreskin before she cleaned the whole of the glans. “All done, you may get dressed.” Richard had begun to blush as Nurse Janet has suddenly taken hold of his penis. His blushes increased as she had casually slipped his foreskin down the shaft of his penis and cleaned the glans. He felt a sudden pulse run through the tip as the wipe passed over the rim. Richard was relieved as she let go just as suddenly.

He was quite bolstered as she let him get dressed. I’ll show you through to bloods and she will take your blood samples and check the pressure. Nurse Janet took him to a very small room. It was not much wider than the desk which occupied the centre space.

The young girl was very pretty, with neat features and shiny dark brown hair. She wore glasses with thin wire frames which suited her intelligent face. Richard noted that she looked very young, although he realised that she was extremely competent. She seemed to be looking at his face quite often and he found that he was blushing each time that she looked at him. He was asked to sit on a chair by her desk. She laid a folded towel on the surface and told him to place his arm upon it. She then took a cannula from a sealed packet and placed it on the desk. Gently, she tied a torniquet around his upper arm and looked for the branch in the small vein she had chosen.

He did not feel the needle of the cannula as she pierced his skin. She did not check to see if the blood was flowing but fitted the first of a series of small vacuum phials to the fitting of the cannula. She filled four of them and then held a pad over the needle as she retracted it from his vein. She peered under the pad to see that there was no blood and stuck a tiny round plaster over where the needle had pierced his skin.

Next, she wrapped a cuff around his left arm and squeezed a bulb, until he felt it tighten. She put her stethoscope in her ears, placing the diaphragm on his arm she continued squeezing until her gauge did not measure. She listened intently for a few moments and Richard felt the cuff release. “Perfect, thank you, Richard, by the way my name is Francis, but my friends call me Fran. You could call me Fran, but not in front of the doctor of course.”

JoJo was in her small suite which occupied the west corner of the house. She enjoyed the fact that it was self-contained and had all the facilities she required. She had carefully considered what she would wear after she had completed her interview with the young boy. She had found him a delight and realised that although he was basically off the scale with regards to his natural shyness, he had made a great effort to accommodate her rather personal questions. It had been almost as if he was talking about himself as if it were in the third person. Especially about his experiences with his babysitter, where he seemed to distance his present boyhood from his younger self. She wondered if he would try this mature approach to save himself from becoming embarrassed during his medical exam. She realised that dressing more authoritatively would dispel any false maturity in the boy, which she was sure he would have abandoned the moment that she had him undressed.

She perused the different tunics in her wardrobe and decided that she would risk wearing a tunic that she had originally decided to send back because of its brevity. For some reason she had not done so and was now delighted that she hadn’t. She had been intrigued by the look of the boy and knew that Susan would have chosen the outfit for him to wear. His long legs looked particularly delightful in his shorts and apart from his tee-shirt he had nothing covering his body. She was pleased that her nurse had given up her Saturday to come in to work with her. She knew that she was as prurient as herself when it came to handsome young boys. With a wicked delight she stripped herself naked, admiring her svelte figure in her full-length mirror. She wondered if she could get away with not wearing a bra. Her firm breasts certainly did not require one.

She chose a flimsy lace thong and stepped into. Again, she admired herself, her buttocks looked firm, and her thong seemed to accent the smooth curvature which had always been an intriguing feature for her admirers at medical school. She slipped the new tunic over her shoulders and fastened several of the buttons wondering how much of her long beautifully shaped legs she would show. Her breasts seemed particularly firm and proud in the tunic as it dipped dramatically to tightly encase her slender waist. She did not err on the side of caution as she left her two top buttons undone as the tunic was already low cut. She critically appraised her look and decided that she would put any young boy at a disadvantage. She fastened her hair back and pinned it at the back of her head. Suddenly she realised that her appearance had been transformed to one of a tall authoritarian figure. She was now quite sure that she would have the boy at a severe disadvantage.

She applied her make up subtly so that it emboldened her look of authority looking in her mirror again, she decided that her choice of slender high heels increased her stature and natural superiority. She was confident that she had sufficient armoury to subject the boy to an immediate disadvantage. She was aware that Nurse Jane would be a great asset during her examination of the beautiful young boy. She walked to the surgery, looking forward to getting her hands upon his perfect body.

JoJo looked at her watch and smiled to Jane. “He should be here in a couple of moments as Francis just buzzed me to say that she was going to do his fluid tests and his bloods and then come through.” JoJo smiled at her. “So, weighing and measurements first and then I would like you to get him up on the examination table for his temperature, the rectal thermometer should be finished in the autoclave. I didn’t realise it was so heavy, it should be ideal for our purposes.

JoJo hoped that the boy was feeling confident of the respectful attitude of his treatment at the surgery. She wanted him to feel at ease so that the examination would be in stark contrast. She was convinced after reading her notes that embarrassment was an important component that significantly triggered his arousal, reluctant though it might be. Physically the boy would have already become used to ejaculating several times a day. His abstinence yesterday would certainly have made him suitably primed for what she had in mind for today. Jane and Francis had both been well briefed on what she required of them.

JoJo sat on her chair in the examination room. Next to her was a trolley which held all of her usual equipment that she used for her examinations. She looked around the room, noting that everything was in order and that Nurse Jane was standing by the examination table. She did not have to wait as the door to the surgery opened with her clinician Francis leading Richard into the room. Francis took Richard’s arm and walked him over to stand in front of Doctor JoJo. JoJo saw the boy’s eyes open wide in surprise at her appearance. She felt a thrill run through her as she gave him a professional smile.

“Right, Richard, “I am going to have to be very strict with you today or we are not going to be finished on time.” Her voice held none of the warmth that she had shown in the interview.
“So, let’s get to it, shall we.” She placed her hands upon his hips and drew him towards her. “Now hands in the air please so we can get you undressed” She slipped her hands upwards, hooking her thumbs under the hem of his tee-shirt. Her cool palms continued sliding upwards taking his tee-shirt with them. Richard could feel her hands sensuously moving against his smooth skin. It was if she was caressing his warm torso, causing him to experience a shiver. She continued, stroking his skin, letting her palms smooth further upwards. She reached up under his armpits and then over his arms, pulling the shirt over his head. She whisked it away and gave it to Francis.

Richard shivered, realising that her attitude had changed from the cosy interview that he had experienced earlier. She now seemed cool and aloof as she spoke to him. “Right let’s get your little shorts off. Just slip your feet out of those cute flip-flops.” She watched him as he nervously pushed them forward with his toes.

“Good boy, hands upon your head now, please Richard.” She placed her hands upon the hem of his shorts, her knuckles touching his tummy as she undid the top button and pulled down the zipper. She slipped her hands inside the waistband and lowered the shorts, letting them pool around his ankles. Richard moved his hands from his head to cover his penis and scrotum when the doctor instructed him sharply. “No, Richard… keep your hands upon your head until I tell you otherwise.” Richard blushed at her sharp command and placed his hands back upon his head.

“Step out of them please, that’s a good little boy.” Richard obeyed her, realising that now the doctor was all business-like and brusque. He suddenly felt very embarrassed and somewhat belittled by her aloofness. He realised that he was already blushing as she appraised his naked body. Her eyes travelled downwards from his chest to his abdomen and finally to his genitals. She was silent as she looked keenly at his bulging scrotum and his pale penis. Her face betrayed none of the thrill she felt, seeing his perfectly proportioned penis and testes. She placed her hands against both of his hips and turned him around. He blushed as he saw that both Nurse Jane and the young clinician now had a full view of his naked body. He blushed deeply, suddenly feeling juvenile and ashamed. He watched as Nurse Jane came forward and took his hand. “Come with me, Richard and we’ll get you started.

Doctor JoJo was delighted with the look of the boy’s buttocks. Beautifully firm with a curvature that was almost classical. A perfect sight to put over my knees, they look delicious, she thought.

Jane led him, holding his hand like a little boy, to a set of weighing scales and stood him on the platform.” Just keep still while I get your weight.” He saw the clinician step to the nurse’s side. She was now holding a clip board with her pen raised in readiness for the results. She looked at the gauge and filled in one of the boxes on his form. Once again Jane held his hand and walked him towards the measuring scale.

“Stand on the board looking straight ahead. Hands by your sides.” Richard was now blushing constantly. He was aware that the young clinician was observing his genitals each time he was made to stand still. She gazed at him just as interestedly as she had while watching his face as she was taking his bloods. The clinician took his measurement from the scale and filled in another box on her forms.

Jane took his hand again and led him forward a few paces and told him to stand with his arms outstretched. She pulled up her trolley and took a soft tape measure from it “I am going to measure the length of your arms right to the fingertips, so flatten your hand and keep your fingers together like this.” She demonstrated with her own hand. “Richard had already understood the spoken directive but stretched his arms out with his fingers. She called out different measurement of his arms while Francis wrote them down.

Nurse Jane measured his chest with his breath expelled while his arms were raised, and again with his lungs filled with air. She reached around him, her breasts pressing against him as she passed the end of tape to her left hand “Good boy. Now your waist.” She put her arms under his, circling his waist with her cheek pressed to his chest. She took the measurement and called it out to Francis.

“Let’s do your hips next.” She bent on one knee her cheek pressed against his penis as she passed the tape to her other hand. She brought the two ends of the tape together on his pubis, just above the base of the shaft of his penis. Richard shivered as she held it there while she called the measurement. Richard noticed that Francis had moved forward, looking intently at his penis.

Nurse Jane called the measurement, not noticing at first, that Francis was standing right next to her. “Oh Francis, would you lift his scrotum and his penis up so that I can put the tape against his perineum. Nonchalantly she put her pen in the holder on her clipboard and placed the board on the trolley. Her face betrayed nothing as she nonchalantly stepped to Richard’s side. She looked him straight in the eye as she took his scrotum in her left hand and lifted the sac and the soft testes within. She kept looking at him while casually wrapping her fingers around his penis and pulled it upwards. There was a half-smile on the young clinician’s face as she observed Richard’s face blushing in intense humiliation.

Richard could not help his acute embarrassment as the young clinician held him captive. Her expression was one of superiority as if she was saying, I can do what I like with you, and you can do nothing about it. He was bright red by the time Nurse Jane had completed his left leg. She moved the tape to his right leg and measured it taking her time as the girl held his penis and testicles. Jane was standing upright before the young clinician gently lowered his testes and released his penis. Richard had felt a warning pulsation in the root of his penis, he desperately fought with himself to stop his penis erecting. Both girls noticed that Richard had begun to shiver with embarrassment. Jane looked into his blushing face. “Good boy.” She whispered softly.

“Right, Richard. Hands upon your head and legs astride please. The Doctor is going to take your resting heartbeat.”
JoJo had watched the nurse and the clinician all the way through their examination, she was delighted with their performance so far. She approached Richard and put the padded earpieces in her ears. She knew that his pulse would probably be slightly elevated but was content that it would be well within limits and show a good contrast with the next measurement. Richard stood as requested, glumly staring down at his feet. He was already shrouded in embarrassment, yet being a realist, he guessed that there were more humiliations still to come and knew that he could not protest or refuse to be co-operative.

He looked up as the doctor approached him. She gave him her professional smile and raised the diaphragm to his chest. “Breathe in… a deep breath please.” Looking at the Doctor’s authoritarian presence and innate beauty made Richard feel belittled and awkward. Her close proximity overwhelmed him as moved the diaphragm over his chest, chanting “breathe in… breathe out. Breathe in… and out.” She moved around to his rear and issued the same instructions as the diaphragm moved over his back. Francis had come to stand next to the doctor with her clip board. “Both lungs clear, resting heartbeat sixty-five BPM.” She knew that Richard was fit and guessed that his resting heartbeat would normally be in the high fifties.

“OK Richard, I need you to exercise. Unfortunately, you will not be able to escape doing jumping-jacks as it is recommended by the American Medical Association. Do you know how many you can perform to leave you short of breath.” Richard looked at her, his face blushing anew. “Probably fifty maybe a few more, er… Doctor.”

JoJo was delighted that he had addressed her as ‘Doctor,’ rather than Doctor JoJo. She realised that with her attitude and authoritarian dress she had distanced herself from him. Jane, would you stand to the side and monitor his visible signs for fatigue. OK Richard, off you go, don’t bother to count I will tell you when to stop.

Richard felt utterly bereft of any self-esteem as he looked at the young clinician as Jane wheeled two stools over to their vantage point and they both sat down. “Come along Richard, we have a lot to get through today.” He felt so embarrassed as he started. His first few attemps were not very high, and his arms did not reach up with any energy. JoJo gave him a sharp warning as she looked keenly into his face.

“Come along Richard, you have just earned yourself a smacked bottom. I want a proper workout not a stroll in the park.” Richard realised that his lack of effort had merely compounded his embarrassment and immaturity. He suddenly sprang into action jumping high and vigorously. All the staff watched him, and all were intrigued to watch his penis flopping about. They knew with a surety that it would not stay flaccid for long.

Richard had not reached twenty when the constant smacking of his penis against thighs and torso began to stimulate his penis. On and on, the incessant stimulation increased with every sharp slap of his penis. He could feel his errant member becoming more erect with every jump until it was stiffened enough to sway about without contact against other parts of his naked body. Even without contact it was still effectively stimulated by the overt movement of the shaft. He felt absolutely stupid and knew how ridiculous he would look to the staff of the surgery.

Francis felt a twinge of excitement rush through her slender frame. She had not witnessed anything so intriguing before. She put her hands in her tunic pockets and pressed her fingers hard against her pubic mound. She made sure that she was not observed but could not help the sudden flush of colour to her face.

Richard knew that he was nowhere near being out of breath. He strained to jump more vigorously and increased his speed. He had not dared to look at his audience as he made every effort to excel himself. He could feel his breathing becoming harder to fill his lungs and there was a feeling of shakiness in his legs.

He continued until he felt that he was too fatigued to go on. In his sudden desperation to stop, he looked towards the Doctor who had seen the signs and was already approaching him. “Stop now Richard and let me listen to your chest.” She moved to stand directly in front of him. Feeling the tip of his fully erect penis pressing against the sheer material of her tunic. She felt it throb at the direct contact of her body against the sensitive tip.

His heart rate was just over the hundred. She listened to the strong and steady beat. She could hear no murmurs or fluctuations. She moved to stand behind him, deliberately brushing her body against his erection as she moved. She felt it jump in response and smiled to herself. She placed the diaphragm against his back. His breathing was clear and had calmed. His heartbeat had slowed, and she could hear nothing ominous.

She moved around to his front and looked down at his erect penis. “Do you normally show off your penis in a medical examination, Richard.” He blushed deeply feeling his body suddenly shiver uncontrollably in abject embarrassment. He looked at the doctor, shame was written all over his face. JoJo was delighted as she added to his embarrassment.

“Are there any measurement left to do Jane.” Jane looked at Francis. “What boxes are left to fill under the ones we have just done.” Francis answered quite casually. “Pulse rate resting Pulse after exercise, Temperature anal, Penis length flaccid, Penis length and circumference while fully erect.”

JoJo noticed the boy blush again. She gave Francis the pulse rates. “OK, pulse rate 65 resting, 100 to 80 in one minute, that’s the one after exercise.” JoJo watched the girl fill in the boxes correctly. “Temperature is to come as are the penis measurements. Jane interrupted her. “We could do the erect one now.” She put her hand upon Richard’s penis and squeezed it firmly. “Oh, sorry it’s not quite as hard as it was, we will have to do it later.”

Richard was so embarrassed he felt quite faint as Jane led him to the examination table. “Get up on your hands and knees and then go down on your elbows. Knees spread wide apart… off you go!” She watched the blushing boy get up on the bed before nervously spreading his knees wide and finally resting on his elbows. She patted his bottom. “Good boy, just stay there quietly.”

She took the Collins Medical Thermometer from the autoclave and laid it between his widely spread legs. It was a tubular stainless-steel casing over a toughened glass tube. The tube finished in a bulbous protrusion that contained mercury, stained bright red. It was one and a half inches in diameter and the bulb was just over two inches in diameter or six and a quarter inches in circumference. The scale was in Fahrenheit with increments of half a degree. The Collins Thermometer’s accuracy was well known and documented.

JoJo picked up the device and moved to the side that Richard’s head was turned. She had looked between his legs to see that his penis was still plump and turgid but not erect. Richard looked at her as she laid her hand upon his cheek. I am just going to take your temperature so you can rest for ten minutes while the mercury warms. She could see that he was shivering with embarrassment as he heard her unscrew the lid from a jar of lubricant. “Francis, would you like to stretch his buttocks for me. I will need to lubricate him for the insertion. Little boy’s always seem to have difficulty accommodating the Collins thermometer.

Richard shivered as Francis placed her hands over each cheek of his bottom. He looked glumly at the surface of the examination table as he felt the clinician place her hands upon both cheeks of his bottom. He steeled himself for what would come next as she suddenly stretched his cheeks apart. He shuddered as the doctor pressed her fingers against his sphincter. She greased over the timid muscle of his sphincter, her fingers insinuating themselves through the nervous fluttering of the opening. “Just relax, Richard I need plenty of lubricant inside your bottom before I penetrate you.” Just stay as you are and don’t wriggle. Richard could feel his cheeks burning with shame as he rested his forehead against his hands.

Doctor JoJo reached for the heavy cylinder of the thermometer and pressed the bulbous end against the opening of his bottom. Just relax like a good little boy while I insert the thermometer. She pressed the bowl firmly against his sphincter, feeling a thrill as Richard tried to jerk his hips forward. He felt Nurse Jane place her hands upon each side of his head and hold him firmly as the doctor pressed the bowl even more firmly against the opening of his trembling bottom. “Just relax Richard. I am not going to hurt you. Richard gasped in dismay as the bowl of the thermometer stretched his sphincter wide as the doctor began to successfully insert the device. Suddenly he felt sharp slaps to his bottom and the back of his thighs as Doctor JoJo smacked him. His quivering bottom cheeks smarted as the three slaps reddened his flesh. He felt his face flush to a deep red, his cheeks burning brightly with the absolute ignominy of having his bottom smacked by the beautiful young doctor.

“Come along, relax your pretty bottom, Richard. It will make it much easier for you.” Her voice was firm and authoritative, although she sounded a little irritated as she worked the thermometer bowl steadily up into him. JoJo saw the muscle spread and then contract as it sucked in the bowl and closed over numbers of the scale which were etched into the shaft. He felt Francis release his cheeks as the doctor inserted just enough of the shaft so that the bowl would be pressing firmly against his prostate gland.

“There we are Sweetie, it’s all in now.” Richard could hardly assimilate his bottom to the intrusion of such a large device. Each breath that he took seemed to end in a gasp as he tried to accommodate the intense sensation. His embarrassment was even more profound than the stimulation he felt as the thermometer pressed against his sensitive prostate. He could feel his penis throb, goaded by the permanent sexual stimulus of the large glass bulb.

Jane relaxed her hands from his head and began to stroke his burning cheeks. “Good boy, Richard.” He suddenly jerked as the doctor slipped both hands underneath him and grasped his penis, which had become shamefully erect. She spoke to him condescendingly as she held the shaft and retracted his foreskin. “Now kneel there quietly for ten minutes while the mercury warms.” Francis came to stand by his head. “Poor Richard, you are just like a naughty little boy, making so much fuss when his bottom is penetrated.

Richard was left to his own thoughts as the doctor and her nurse left him. Francis stayed for a few moments stroking her delicate fingers over his back moving further down the examination bed so that she could stroke his buttocks. She caressed the smooth skin of his bottom delicately, squeezing his pliant flesh before continuing stroking over the backs of his thighs. She slipped her hands underneath him and cupped his testes and held them gently in her hand. Her other hand closed over the glans of his erect penis and slipped his foreskin backwards and forwards until they both felt it throb dramatically. She quickly took her hands away and patted his bottom. “Your cute little penis is showing off again, Richard. It is a lovely one for someone to play with. See you later, sweetheart.”

Richard wondered what would come next as he kneeled on the padded examination table in blessed solitude. He began to wonder if this examination was any better than Simon’s school one, until he remembered the teasing sixth form girls. The minutes passed until the doctor and her staff returned. The doctor spoke to him softly and caringly. “I have to retract the thermometer very quickly, Richard, so that I can read your temperature before the mercury cools. So big breaths in and out, in and out… there we are.” Richard nearly jumped off the table as the doctor pulled the bulbous globe back through his sphincter. The sensation was intense as it passed through the opening.

He was shaking with the aftermath as Doctor JoJo read the scale. “Ninety-eight point six. There we are Richard, perfectly normal.” Francis filled in the box on his form, smiling at the boy’s writhing hips. Doctor laid her hand over his buttocks and then gave him a light smack. “Now let’s get you down onto the floor. So that I can get the rest of your measurements finished off.” Nurse Jane helped the boy get down from the examination table. She positioned him with his legs widely spread, tapping the inside of his thighs so that he spread his legs to her liking.

“OK Richard, I think that we will have your hands upon your head, please.” Richard looked dismayed at the instruction. Knowing that this part of the exam was probably going to involve his penis once more. Doctor JoJo pulled up one of the stools and sat down in front of him. Richard blushed as she looked at him critically. “I think, Nurse Jane, that I will do his genital exam first and then you should be able to take his erect penis measurement as little boys often become erect while their penises are being examined. Are you ready Francis?”

Francis grabbed her clipboard from Jane’s trolley and stood by the doctor’s side. Richard looked at Doctor JoJo as she sat on the low stool in front of him. He felt embarrassed and ill at ease. He could not help looking at her bare thighs that were revealed through the gap in her tunic where the buttons were left undone. She was without doubt very beautiful and Richard did not know where to look. Her cleavage revealed much of her breasts and seemed to draw his eyes to them. He noticed that there was no evidence of a bra and could see the outline of her nipples pressing against the sheer material of her tunic. Taking his eyes away from her breasts only allowed to stare at her legs which were equally alluring. He realised that he had nowhere else to look, without seeming to not be paying attention to her. She looked up at him and spoke firmly. I am going to examine your genitals, Richard, I want you to stay still and not fidget.

She reached forward and cupped his testicles. “Turn your head to your left and cough, please.” She lifted the bulging scrotal sac a little higher, her fingers moving the testes up and down within his scrotum. Richard turned his head and coughed weakly. “A stronger cough please.” Richard gave a much stronger cough which seemed to satisfy her. She pushed her stool forward so that her knees were touching his legs and proceeded to examine his scrotum minutely.

“Pass me the callipers, if you would, Nurse Jane.” Richard shivered as the cold metal touched his scrotum. “Stay still, boy, I need an accurate measurement from you.” She proceeded to measure each testicle individually, her hands were soft and gentle as she offered up the bulging sphere to the callipers. Her feminine touch sent a quiver of arousal through his groin, and he observed that his penis had throbbed with the sensation of it. He knew that the doctor had noticed it too, although she did not comment. She called out her measurement to Francis, who immediately noted it on her form.

“Now, keep quite still Richard while I examine your penis. She took hold of his fattening flesh, holding it delicately with tips of her fingers. She realised that the appendage was already tumescent. To Richard, her touch seemed more arousing than if she had wrapped her hand around it, or indeed if she had handled it more firmly. She examined it like a precious specimen, turning the plump flesh and lifting it as she examined all around it. She brought her other hand to it, and again with finger and thumb, she gently pushed the prepuce back, baring the sensitive tissue-like skin beneath. Richard was on tenterhooks, aware that her touch was causing his flesh to swell very quickly.

Suddenly her examination became more deft and certainly firmer, as his penis surged and expanded overtly. Each throb of the excited flesh seemed to manifest itself by expanding independently and contrary to his intention. His embarrassment as the young and very beautiful doctor examined every inch of him was mortifying and brought home the fact of just how vulnerable his position was. He realised he was merely required to stand naked with his hands firmly upon his head, while a beautiful young female doctor examined his body, which was to her, he presumed, the normal way of things. The fact that he found it so embarrassing and humiliating would have no sway upon the course of his examination. He would have to submit to her agenda and that was that; his embarrassment would have no influence on what she might require of him. The prospect of it frightened him, especially not knowing what else was to come.

Her manipulation of his penis brought him out of his reverie of self-examination and back into the real world of abject shame and subjugation. “Well Richard you seem to have become fully erect, it seems you young boys have no shame in displaying themselves. “Nurse Jane, would you get Francis to help you measure his penis while fully erect. He will probably require some stimulation just to make sure that his penis is fully engorged. Please ensure that he is not close to an ejaculation. Oh, for the form, his tanner scale will be misleading as he does not have pubic hair yet. His facial skin is clear of spots or pimples although his sexual development seems to be on course. So, I think three instead of three point five. We’ll get him into theatre once you have an adequate measurement to go on his records.”

Jane spoke to him, her voice firm with instruction. “Stand in front Clinician Francis and spread your legs wide apart and keep your hands upon your head while we both have a look at you.” Francis placed the palm of her hand under his erect penis which was jutting out at ninety degrees. Delicately she took hold of his foreskin at either side of his penis, holding it between her finger and thumb. She gently skinned it back until she had stretched the skin as tightly and as far as it would retract down the shaft.

She watched as the young boy flinched and gasped. She ignored his response as he shivered again, while she looked into his face through her slender wire-framed glasses. “You must tell me if you get even a slight feeling that you are near to ejaculating. Failure to warn either of us will earn you a second spanking across the knees of the doctor, and I know you would not want that, Richard, two spankings in quick succession. Now stand perfectly still.” She nodded to Jane, who immediately circled his glans and performed a dozen quick movements backwards and forwards over the glans. “Oh…Oh… please stop, I feel funny, I mean like I might, erm… do it.” His penis was throbbing mightily as Jane took her hand away and reached for her tape measure. Francis Let him go as Jane quickly measured the length of his penis. “Penile length is eight and one quarter inches.” She measured the girth, aware that his penis was still throbbing occasionally. “Penile circumference is seven point eight-five inches.”

Doctor JoJo, was amused at Jane and Francis, she knew that they enjoyed the boy’s embarrassment as much as she did. She particularly enjoyed Francis’s antics when she had the chance to embarrass a young good-looking patient. The girl was academically mature well above her years and she demonstrated her youthful sexual appetite at any suitable opportunity. JoJo was looking forward to the next procedure, which, she knew, would have the boy in a completely personal cocoon of shame and humiliation. One thing she knew was that there would be no escaping each and every humiliating moment. Poor Richard, she thought gleefully.

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