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Related article: Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2006 12:42:48 -0800 (PST)From: Sebastian Wallace Subject: Dr Wallace's Casebook 3DR WALLACE'S CASEBOOK 3by Sebastian Wallace===sebastian_wallaceyahoo.co.ukhttp://stories.remoworld.com===GEORGE AT ASDAHis name didn't mean much to me so I called him into my consulting roomwith my usual indifference. I didn't take a lot of notice of his age orany of the other details on his medical card.Just his name. George Taylor.I suppose I was expecting some overweight middle-aged bloke -- anaccountant or something similar -- who Underage Lolitas wanted me to take a look at hishaemorrhoids or to talk about the problems he was having with his prostate.So when he walked into the room I saw who he was I must have looked prettyshocked. He looked pretty surprised himself.He was about my age -- thirtyish -- with short brown hair and a couple ofdays growth of stubble. His short sleeved short revealed the thick,muscular arms of someone used to doing manual work. For some reason, hejust wasn't the sort of man I would have expected to be called GeorgeTaylor.That wasn't the cause of my shock, though. And no doubt Underage Lolitas it wasn't my ownappearance that was the cause of his own look of surprise.You see, we'd met before. And under very different circumstances.He sat down and said, before I could compose myself enough to offer him myusual bland greeting, "Nice of you to see me, Dr Wallace. I usually see DrJones, Underage Lolitas next door, but I gather he's on a course."I nodded. "Ah... yeah...""There's still a few things you doctors have to learn, then...?" He threwme a broad grin.I wasn't sure how to respond. "Er... I suppose so..."I looked down at his card. "So... er... Mr Taylor... what can I -- ""Call me George... or Geordie. Geordie's my nickname," he cut in.I nodded. "Okay. So what's the problem?"He fell silent and just stared at me. Perhaps he was making sure that Iwas really who he thought I was; perhaps he was trying to figure out how toproceed.At length he said, "If you'd rather I saw someone else, it's not a problem.I wouldn't make a big deal about it."He knew who I was all right.I shook my head. "I don't mind. I don't mind treating you as a GP ifyou're comfortable with that. If you're not, I can probably arrange foryou to see Dr Callaghan later this afternoon..."He shrugged. "It makes no difference to me, to be honest. It's not likeI'd be self conscious about having you examine me..."He chuckled and I felt myself blush at little.I'd met George in the clothing section of our local Asda a couple of monthsearlier. I'd seen him in the supermarket on previous occasions -- weobviously both chose to do our shopping on Friday evenings -- but we hadn'tspoken or even acknowledged one another until that particular night.I was there with my wife, Melissa, and George was with a woman who waspresumably his. Melissa and I were alternating between filling and pushingthe trolley and looking after the pram containing our baby daughter; Georgeand his wife were similarly occupied with their shopping trolley and apushchair containing a small boy.As we walked through the clothing department, I spotted a pair of jeansthat looked reasonable and mentioned to Melissa that Underage Lolitas I might try them on."Haven't you got enough jeans?" she snapped."The last pair -- my only pair -- ended up with creosote on them, if youremember. That was last year.""Well, I was under the impression we came here to get the week'sgroceries," she snorted, pushing the trolley and the pram towards thegrocery aisles. "A bit of help would be appreciated, when you've finishedselecting a new wardrobe for yourself, that is..."I stared after her, still holding the jeans. The smallest change in ourroutine seemed to really stress her out these days.Then I heard George having a similar conversation with his wife. He wantedto try on a pair of chinos and she was going on about having to rush to dothe shopping to get back in time to bathe Nathan.After terse words Underage Lolitas similar to those from Melissa, his wife stormed off,trolley Underage Lolitas and pushchair in tow, leaving him with the trousers.He looked at me and smiled forlornly. I nodded and smiled back. "They saythe first two years are the worst," I suggested."It's not Nathan who's the problem. I can cope pretty easily with twoyears of him..." he said.I chuckled and nodded, "Yeah. I know what you mean." We took our pairs oftrousers towards the changing rooms.He went on, "Stress levels are constantly on the ceiling. For no reason."I shrugged. "I guess it's a post-childbirth thing. Things will get backto normal with a bit of time. That's what I'm telling myself, anyway."The changing rooms were a pretty standard affair: a double row of smallcurtained cubicles leading off a narrow central walkway.I suppose it was because we were in conversation when we entered the room-- and the fact that there was no-one else Underage Lolitas in there trying anything on --that George took the cubicle opposite the one I chose and proceeded to undothe belt and fly of the scruffy jeans he was Underage Lolitas wearing without pulling thecurtain across the front of his cubicle. I felt it would look a littleprim to draw my own curtain so I followed his lead and started to unfastenthe trousers I was wearing in front of him.George went on, pulling down his jeans to reveal a pair of baggy maroonbriefs which looked liked they'd taken too many trips through the washingmachine, "She's fine as long as I'm doing everything. If it was herwanting to try something on while I pushed Nathan around the shop, there'dbe no problem with that."I pulled down my own trousers -- the bottom half of one of my standard worksuits -- and was pleased that I was wearing an almost-new pair oftight-fitting white boxer briefs. I know it's a bit immature, but I don'tlike to be outdone in the underwear department. My boxers showed my bulgeoff quite nicely, unlike George's briefs which sagged so badly that hisballs were almost flopping out from the front of them.I said, "I suppose it's the feeling of having too much to do... a pushchairand a trolley are quite a handful..."He looked over at me, and I noticed that he casually checked out the frontof my underwear. "Well, it's not that difficult, Underage Lolitas is it?"I nodded. "It can seem difficult when tempers are frayed. Has your Underage Lolitas wifebeen losing a lot of sleep since giving birth?" I was trying hard to askquestions without sounding like a GP.George shook his head and pulled on the chinos, one leg and then the other."Nathan's been fine. I mean, there's been the odd difficult night, but thetwo of us have taken turns to get up with him. On the whole he's beenbetter than most kids."I pulled on the jeans, which I could tell already were going to bepleasantly tight around my backside. "It must be her hormones, then."Again, I resisted the urge to become the guy's doctor; I kept things vagueinstead of starting to go on about levels of oestrogen and progesterone.He looked at himself wearing the chinos in the narrow mirror at the rear ofthe cubicle. He said, "They seem like a nice fit."I looked over at him and suggested, "I'd go for a size smaller.""Smaller? I'd never get them fastened.""It'd be worth a try. You want to show off... you know... your assets abit."He laughed. "Like she'd notice!"I smiled, fastening the jeans up. "There's other people who might notice.If you've got it, you might as well show it off..."He looked at the jeans I was wearing and I turned away from him to see howthey fitted in the mirror of my own cubicle.My arse clearly appealed to him because he laughed, "Like you are... eh?"I turned back to face him and smiled. He kept looking at the jeans, andmust have noticed how the their fit emphasized the bulge of my crotchbecause he jokingly wolf-whistled. Then he chuckled, "Yeah, I see what youmean. I might take your advice... see Underage Lolitas if I can find a smaller size..."He disappeared out of the changing room and I pulled the jeans off.While I was pulling my work trousers back on, he returned with a new pairof chinos and hurriedly got into them.Now it was my turn to wolf-whistle.He turned to me and grinned. I got the feeling that it had been a whilesince anyone had made him feel attractive, even though he quite clearlywas.I said, not knowing Underage Lolitas how he'd take it but prepared to take the risk: "Nicearse!"He laughed.He looked at his rear in the mirror over his shoulder. "I'd kind offorgotten I had one...""Well, no-one else is going to -- not after seeing you in those trousers!"He laughed again. Then he surprised with me by asking, "And what about thefront? What do you think about that?"I looked up at his face and got the first inkling of the direction Underage Lolitas thatthis might be leading. He was smiling but his eyes were quite serious andfirmly locked onto mine.I knew that look well: he was weighing up his chances.Until that moment I hadn't really thought of him as a possible sexualencounter; he'd just been another beleaguered married guy wanting a bit ofmale support while the wife's back was turned. But that look on his facemade me quickly reassess him.He was a strong guy and could no doubt pack a punch when one was required-- I'd have to be careful that I wasn't misinterpreting things. But he waspretty handsome, had a pleasantly round arse inside those chinos and had acock that -- from the brief glimpse I'd got of it inside his underwear --wasn't huge but showed some potential.I decided it'd be worth going for it. Melissa had suggested I find a newwardrobe for myself; why not spend the time having some fun with this guy.I said, hesitantly, "I'd need a closer look, but the front looks prettygood to me too..."He laughed but his eyes were still firmly planted on mine.He said, his smile fading, "How close you would you need to be?"I shrugged. "That's up to you, mate." I was still all too aware of thosemuscles and fists of his.Now he looked serious. "If I said I wanted you right up close...?"I shrugged, trying to fathom his motives. "You show me where you want myface, and I'll give you an opinion from there. How does that sound?"He smiled a little. His expression was warm and inviting; not malicious.My instincts had been right.He said, with a small chuckle, "Well, it's a bit small right now, so you'dhave to get up pretty close..." He put his hands in front of his crotch asthough he were holding Underage Lolitas onto the head of someone giving him a blow Underage Lolitas job."About here..."I went into his cubicle and yanked the curtain closed behind me.Now we both knew where we stood.I said, "Have you done this before?"He shook his head. "Not here.""Where?"He shrugged. "A few different places. The toilets behind the library intown's a good place."I nodded and he undid the front of his Underage Lolitas chinos. I could see that his cockwas now semi-erect and was making a tent in the saggy briefs was wearing.I kneeled down in front of him and pulled his briefs down, releasing it.It was about five inches long and the head of it, slick and sticky, wasslowly emerging from his puckered foreskin.He said, "You like giving blow jobs?"I looked up at him. "Actually, I really like fucking guys' arses."He looked a little disappointed. Like most ostensibly straight men, heclearly preferred to penetrate his male partners rather than thealternative. "We can take it in turns, then..."I nodded. "Okay." I turned back to face his cock and enjoyed the strongsmell of it and his pubic hair: sweaty and sexual.Then I took it in my mouth and gently sucked the stickiness from the tip ofit, feeling it lengthen and stiffen inside me as I did so.He grabbed my head and pushed my face onto him, lengthening to about seveninches as my mouth began to slide up and down his shaft.I grabbed his arse which felt quite hairy, especially around the crack. Ipushed my fingers into his cleft and felt the hot wetness around hisarsehole.He moaned.After a couple of minutes, he pulled me upright and motioned for me to pulldown my own trousers. If he'd have been gay, we might have kissed at thatpoint; since he wasn't, we didn't.He went down on my cock with an amateurish technique that involved far moreof his teeth than was ideal. He clearly didn't enjoy giving other men oralsex, but felt obliged to pay me Underage Lolitas back for pleasuring him. It seemed like hewanted me to enjoy it, the way he vigorously worked at my cock inside hismouth, Underage Lolitas but he really had no idea about how gentle he ought to be. I lethim gnaw his way up and down my length for a minute or so and then pulledmyself out of his mouth, thanking him for his efforts.He looked apologetic when he saw that my cock was limper following hisexertions than it had been before. He grabbed it with his right hand andgently wanked it, muttering, "I've never been able to get the hang ofgiving blow jobs."I said, "It's okay. I'm just a not a big fan of them."His hand was far more adept at managing cocks than his mouth, and I quicklystiffened back up at the way he worked my foreskin up and down my shaft andsqueezed my bell-end with his thumb.He said, "You've got a nice big cock."I smiled. It was nearing it's eight inch maximum size. "Try telling thatto my wife. She won't let it near her these days."He smiled back. "I know the feeling. Those hormones again, I suppose..."I knelt down and fumbled to find my wallet and extract a condom from it.He said, "Have you got any lube?"I stood back up, tearing the wrapper open. "No. But I really like lickingguys' arseholes. If you'd be comfortable with that...?"He shrugged. "I don't mind. But I won't do it to you. I'm not into thatat all."I nodded. "Okay. Well, how about --" I paused to peer out through thecurtain to check that no-one was in the changing room with us, listening tous. The room was empty.I went on, "Sorry. I thought I heard someone. Okay -- how about I'll getyour arse nice and wet with my tongue, fuck you and then we can use my cumas lube for my arse..."He considered the proposal and then nodded seriously. It was like we werejust two blokes discussing what was wrong with a car, or how best toinsulate a loft; not how best we could fuck each other.He said, "Okay. If you don't mind licking my arsehole...?"I grinned. "I'd love it!"He looked a little bewildered as to how anyone could enjoy such a thing --clearly, this was quite a novel request for him -- and then turned aroundto face the mirror, exposing his arse for me."You're going to actually push your tongue up it?" he said incredulously.I nodded, smiling. "As far as it'll go, mate!"His cheeks were very round and muscular. Despite being quite hairy, theskin was pale and smooth and almost free from any spots or blemishes. Hiscleft bristled with wiry hair: it was a line of thick fur between the tworipe cheeks of his arse.I knelt down and applied my face to his crack, my mouth level with where Ithought his hole would be. The smell of it -- pungeant and earthy -- wasalluring.I pushed my tongue into his crack, feeling the hairs tickle it, and sweptit up and down inside the deep cleft to find his hole. The taste of himwas exotic and I grabbed at my own cock to attend to its demands as Iexplored his most intimate area.With my free hand, I pulled his left hip towards me and he bent loweragainst the mirror to give me better access to his arse.When I found his hole -- hot and moist with his sweat and his day's work --I plunged my tongue into it, feeling it open to yield to me and thentighten around me once I was in.I became dizzy with pleasure, devouring his backside with my lips andtongue: sucking at it, feeding on it, moistening it.The taste was rich and overpowering; the smell raw and masculine. I wasbreathing heavily against him as I penetrated him -- in and out, in and out-- over and over again.Then I yanked the condom down my shaft and stood up behind him.I was pleased to see that he was breathing heavily himself and that hisface was almost as red as I knew mine would be. He turned to me and, overhis shoulder, said, "Jesus, mate. That felt fantastic..."I smiled, knowing that I had hairs from his arse-crack on my teeth.I said, breathlessly, holding my cock at his slickened entrance, "You readyfor its big brother, then?"He nodded. "Go for it."And I eased my cock into him; going slowly at first to allow him to getused to my girth and then speeding up when his anus had accepted theintrusion and his rectum had widened to accommodate me.I know he didn't enjoy me fucking him because his cock stayed steadfastlylimp throughout. I tried reaching round and playing with it several timesand in different ways, but he clearly felt so little pleasure from what mycock was doing inside his bowels that any attempt to rouse his own waspointless.Nevertheless, he acted like he was loving every second, making gasping andgrunting noises and telling me to do it harder and more roughly. He evenhelped me out by following my rhythm with his arse, pushing against me tomeet every thrust I made.I grabbed him close to me, holding firmly onto his Underage Lolitas chest as my hips buckedagainst his. I heard my balls slapping against his larger pair as my cockslid in and out of him, and I felt his cock flopping around against histhighs and his stomach.I came with a grunt and whimper, as I often do, and filled the condom withthe pent-up semen of a fortnight or so.When I'd withdrawn myself and was pulling the condom off, and he was wipinghis arse with a rag from the pocket of his jeans, I noticed the time.I said, "Look, I'm not welshing on you, but my wife will be wondering whatthe hell's happened to me."He looked a little angry. "Come on, mate. We agreed. Your turn, thenmine.""Yeah, and you can have your turn another time. I've seen you in herebefore and no doubt we'll see each other again..."He shook his head. "You agreed, mate. You can't just do this --"As if on cue, Melissa's voice called into the changing room from outside."Are you in there, Sebastian? What the hell's been keeping you..."I shrugged helplessly at George and then called back to her, "Yeah... I'mjust on my way... I couldn't find a size that would fit, that's all..."George looked angry with me but he nodded to acquiesce that I really had noalternative but to leave.He probably heard Melissa scolding me as we walked away from the changingrooms: "You've been in there nearly half an hour. And what's that funnysmell on you --"And now here he was sitting in front of me in my surgery, grinning.I said, "So what brought you to see a doctor?""My knee's been hurting for nearly a week. I think I must have twistedsomething playing football..."I nodded. "Do you want to roll the leg of your trousers up?"He stood up. "It's probably easier if I take them off. They're a bittight, you know..."He smiled and I chuckled.He pulled off his shoes and Underage Lolitas then yanked down his trousers. He was wearinga pair of green briefs this time, but their condition was no better thanthe pair he'd worn in Asda.I felt his knee joint and found that most of the problem was Underage Lolitas due tobruising.After I'd told him and recommended painkillers until the inflammation hadsubsided, he said, "And... er... I think you owe me something, don't you?"I'd wondered how he'd get around to this.I said, "You probably won't believe it, but I looked for you in Asda. Ijust never saw you again."He nodded. "I saw you at the tills once, but I couldn't exactly come overand speak to you.""So what do you want to do? Can we arrange a time and a place orsomething?""What's wrong with now?"I looked around the surgery and laughed. "This is hardly ideal, is it?"He shrugged. "I don't see why not. The door's got a lock on it, hasn'tit?""Well, yeah, but --""And the windows are frosted.""I've got someone else due in here in... er..." I looked at the clock."Well, five minutes ago, actually..."He smiled. "So I'll be quick."I thought about it and nodded. We both knew that he could kick up quite afuss about the conduct of a GP. I'd have to lie about why he'd been inhere so long; have to say that there'd been complications with the strainto his knee.I locked the door and then went to remove my white jacket, but he said,"You can leave that on."He was rubbing the front of his briefs, trying to rouse his cock into astate of arousal.I asked him, "You like the idea of screwing your doctor, then?""I'd prefer it if you were my woman doctor, obviously, but there'ssomething kind of interesting about the thought of fucking you over yourdesk with your white coat on..."I smiled and found a condom and some lubricant in one of my drawers.Then, seeing that he was now almost fully hard, I handed the condom to himand starting unfastening my trousers.He said, glancing down at his cock, "Do you wanna give it a quick suckbefore I fuck you? Like you did that night..."I grinned. "You're pushing it, Mr Taylor, do you know that? But yes,okay. For keeping you waiting so long..."I knelt in front of him and pulled down his briefs. The smell of his cockwas, again, intoxicating. It was so raw and natural: he obviously hadn'texpected for the prospect of sex to arise today.I feasted on his cock for a couple of minutes, sucking it to its maximumsize and then teasing it with my tongue and my lips; pleasuring it and thenwithholding pleasure in equal doses.When he could take no more, he pushed me away from him, gestured for me toturn around, and quickly slid the condom down his wet and pulsating cock.I yanked Underage Lolitas down my trousers, applied a generous gob of lube around myarsehole, and bent over my desk.Jesus, if anyone were to come in...He hitched up the back of my white jacket and my shirt, kicked my feet sothat my legs were spread more widely apart, and then forced his cock intome. His anal technique was similar to the oral one he'd used on my cock inthe changing room: rough and hurried. He grabbed my hips, held themfirmly, and then thrust away at my backside with a fast, frantic rhythm.His hips made loud slapping sounds against my buttocks and his cock wouldoccasionally slide out of me and I'd fart, but he didn't seem to mind.My response to his actions was the same as it usually is when I've agreedto have another guy fuck me: initial disbelief that I'm allowing someone todo this to me; intense pain during the first few thrusts; then gradualacceptance of the intrusion into my bowels; followed by rapidly growingpleasure at the sensations inside me. My cock was soon as hard as rock andI was masturbating it to the same rhythm of George's cock in and out of me.He hadn't lied when he said he wouldn't take long: a mere three or fourminutes into fucking me at that fast, constant, rate, he abruptlyshuddered, grunted and then I felt his hot seed filling the condom insideme. He'd been pretty desperate: clearly his wife had continued to rationsex as much as mine had.I quickly finished myself off, spewing my mess onto the desk in front ofme, as George withdrew from me and pulled the condom from his cock whichstill arched eagerly upward.When I'd finished, I turned around to find him grinning at me. "I mightstart visiting the doctor more often..."I smiled. "Well, we're even now. Next time, I get to have a say in whatwe do, okay?"He nodded. "And if you ever see me in Asda, how about I give you a nod andwe meet up in the gents or something?"I nodded, tucking my cock back into my boxer briefs. "Sounds fine by me."Then, hitching his trousers back up, he hesistantly added, "There's nothingin this, you know?""What do you mean?" I said, pulling my own trousers up."This is just a bit of fun, isn't it? Nothing serious..."I nodded. "Of course. It's just... well... a 'hobby', I guess."He smiled. "Yeah. I can cope with that. Every guy needs a hobby, afterall..."I chuckled, watching him zip himself up and fasten his belt. I was goingto have to think of some way of getting rid of the smell of our sex beforemy next patient arrived.As he turned to leave, he said, "I like knowing who you are, but... youknow... I wouldn't do anything to mess things up for you... you knowthat..."I nodded. "Thanks."Then he winked at me, grinned again, and left.===sebastian_wallaceyahoo.co.ukhttp://stories.remoworld.com===
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