Since more than half of our readers discovered this blog less than five years ago I thought it would be nice to re-introduce some older stories for those who didn't catch them when they were first published. Enjoy!
Warning: Can contain traces of cum.
Featured in this story: Sammy and Simon (click for pictures)
Sammy was standing in the middle of the room in his white doctor’s coat.
We were at my doctor friend’s practice. It was ten p.m. and the staff had left so we had the rooms to ourselves.
Chad had already set up the camera.
I was talking to Simon. “Just improvise. You’ll know what to do…”
Simon nodded. The 23 year old boy was wearing blue trousers and a white shirt with a blue slipover. I looked into his blue eyes behind those horn-rimmed glasses, and I knew Simon was eager to begin.
I showed him two envelopes.
This was our fourth skit in the “Sammy the ball doctor” series. Danny, Chad and the twins had already been “treated” by Sammy, the impish skater boy who took hellish delight in playing the role of the “doctor” and smashing his patients’ balls. Now it was Simon’s turn.
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