By Nickolai

With the doctor’s cum oozing down his throat and his left nut aching, Chad began to suspect there was something fishy about this whole exam.

Come to think of it, this doctor dude did seem overly interested in his cock and balls right from the start, not to mention his ass. Chad took it in stride at the time, but maybe there was more to it all along? Except for the part where he was alone with Nurse Eva it all seemed pretty fucking gay. What was the deal here anyway?

He tried to make sense of the weird situation he was in. He always knew Albert was a fag. That time he felt Chad up in his bedroom after his mom left only proved it. Chad stayed on his guard for a while, but Albert was too much of a pussy to ever try anything like that again. As long as he kept his hands off him it didn’t bother Chad. He had already found out, early on, that he could use Albert’s pervert tendencies to his advantage. All he had to do was rub his crotch and bat his eyes, kind of innocent like, or show some skin and wiggle his little butt in front of him, and he could get just about anything he wanted. He had his step dad wrapped around his fingers. Electronics, video games, cash for going out, it was pretty much his for the asking.

Mostly he had no complaints. Life was pretty sweet. He got all the pussy he could handle. Some girls said they liked his eyes, or his smile, but he knew it was Little Chad they were really after. The first time a girl called his cock “little Chad” he was hurt. He thought she was making fun of him. After he thought about it for a while, he figured out that she was making a joke. Like you might call a tall guy, “Shorty.” It was the opposite. With more experience he learned the ladies loved his cock, and there was plenty of Little Chad to go around.

But Albert was getting to be a problem. He wasn’t falling for the old tricks like he used to, and he wasn’t nearly as generous. Secretly, the main reason Chad took up bodybuilding was for Albert’s sake. He thought if he got all nice and buffed, Albert would appreciate it and keep the goodies flowing. That plan seemed to backfire, somehow. Lately, it seemed like when he got in front of Albert with his shirt off in a nice sexy pose, flexing his toned pecs and biceps, it just made Albert grouchier. One time he even stomped off to his bedroom and slammed the door shut.

Maybe just showing off wasn’t enough anymore? Chad knew what Albert really wanted—it was the same thing the girls all did. It was probably pretty gay to even think about it, but maybe after all this time it wouldn’t kill him to let Albert get to know Little Chad, at least a little bit. It seemed fair. He had to admit that Albert had been pretty good to him over the years, even though Chad generally ignored him and treated him like shit.

Chad mostly took him for granted, but now that he was almost 18, and getting kicked out to live on his own was a real possibility, he was beginning to see that he needed Albert a lot more than Albert needed him. Even if he ever managed to graduate from high school his future didn’t look too bright. He was an above average football player and he got some lucky breaks last season, but he knew he wasn’t so great that any college recruiters would come looking for him. Not with his lousy grades. The idea of working at some crappy job to support himself really sucked. He was sure Albert had plenty of cash for the both of them. If it kept him happy, it might be worth it to offer Albert a taste of what he drooled over for so long, once in a while. And if he could work it to, say, get a new car out of it, hell yeah, he could deal.

But if Albert thought he could start pimping Chad out to his faggot buddies, like this creepy doctor, that was a whole other ball game. There would have to be some rules. Number one, Chad Johnson does not suck dick. That was going wa-a-ay over the line. Rule number two, no crushing his nuts. Better yet, hands off his junk altogether. If some queer dude wanted to touch his muscles, or feast his eyes on Little Chad, he might be able to handle that, if the price was right. Chad would need to know what he was getting out of it ahead of time, and he should at least have the chance to say, “no fucking way.”

Is that really what was going on here? If there was a deal, he had to wonder, what was Albert getting out of all this?

* * *

Albert opened the examination room door trembling with an almost unbearable mixture of excitement and apprehension. He made a deal with the devil to fulfill his heart’s desire. He only hoped it would be worth it.

The doctor said he would have about 20 minutes to spend alone with Chad before the effects of the paralyzing drug dissipated. He had asked for more time, but the doctor said any larger dose would risk permanent damage.

Chad’s naked body lay spread out on the examination table like a smorgasbord, with his stiff prick arched up over his belly. Apparently, the thoughtful doctor had stimulated Chad to prepare him for this encounter. As he approached, Albert could see the purple line circling the penis near its base. The stark reality of it gave him a queasy, unexpected thrill. He imagined he should feel guilty and remorseful at the sight, but it was strangely arousing to think that the young muscled stud he lusted over for so long, who intimidated him with his easy, arrogant masculinity, would soon get cut down to size. He felt oddly empowered. And it wasn’t as bad as he feared. There would be more than two inches left over. Maybe not enough to fuck with, but Chad wouldn’t have to worry about that anymore. Albert would provide for all his needs.

He moved to the head of the table. Chad rested obliviously. Albert brushed his hand over the boy’s short hair and then softly across his cheek. Chad opened his eyes. “Oh Chad,” said Albert, tenderly and earnestly. “I love you so much. You know that, don’t you? Everything’s going to be all right, you’ll see. I’ll make it all right for us. It’s not what I wanted, but it’s the way it has to be. Trust me. We’ll make the best of it. After this is over, I’ll love you more than ever. Your daddy will always be there for you. My beautiful, beautiful Chad.”

What was Albert blabbering about? Chad was way ahead of him. He already had the whole thing scoped out. He could see that the doctor drugged him so they could both get their pervert hands on his hot athlete body. If only Albert wasn’t such a pussy and asked him nicely, he might have got what he wanted without going through all this other freaky shit. Now he just wanted him to get it over with so they could get the hell out of here and go home. Oh, and he couldn’t forget about getting Nurse Eva’s phone number. He would just close his eyes and think of her big tits and pantyless ass while Albert proceeded to molest him.

Albert resisted the strong temptation to kiss the immobilized boy full on his lush lips. That wouldn’t be right. It would be taking advantage. He would save that for later, when Chad would be able and want to kiss him back. Instead, he kissed his forehead, and a cheek, and down along his neck. Then he moved to his well-developed pecs and homed in on the large nipples. He sucked one and then the other, all the while working his hands up and around Chad’s strong shoulders, and his arms, over his chest, and his tight, smooth belly.

How long had he waited for this? It seemed like his entire life.

He licked and kissed his way down along the boy’s toned torso. Something poked him in the ear. He had avoided it so far, not so much out of guilt, and certainly not indifference, but to get used to the idea that in his future enjoyment of Chad, this would not be part of the package.

But now there it was, demanding attention. Albert grasped Chad’s cock and gazed as it wistfully. He thought of how he had missed out on the chance to give Chad his first blowjob, years ago. But now he would give him his last one. He would make it memorable. He owed Chad that much.

Unaware that that the doctor had previously injected the organ with a sensory enhancer, Albert opened his mouth wide and engulfed Chad’s cock with gusto, taking in as much as he could, almost down to the cut line.

Chad’s eyes flew open. Whoa!! Where did Albert learn to suck dick like this? He had never felt anything like it. Holy fucking shit! Not even screwing the hottest babes felt this awesome. It seemed like every switch in his brain was turned on to process the overload of signals coming from his dick. If he knew Albert was such an amazing cocksucker, he would have introduced him to Little Chad a long time ago.

Licking and sucking and worshipping Chad’s cock, Albert found himself falling in love with it in spite of himself. So long, and strong, and responsive to the slightest variation of his technique, alive with youthful energy, and Chad moaning with ecstasy all the while—how could he have agreed to the surgical removal of this wonderful, beautiful thing? If only it could have been like this between them always. All he ever wanted was the chance to give Chad pleasure and to be loved by him in return. But he knew the doctor was right. Chad’s dick was addicted to pussy—it would never be his. This first hello and last goodbye could only exist within this stolen fragment of space-time.

Albert’s hungry mouth and restless tongue were transporting Chad to another dimension. The sensations kept building, taking him higher and higher. His balls churned, but there was no release in sight. His cock possessed his entire body—it became his body, and as the pressure mounted beyond endurance, it felt like his head might pop off at any moment, with a gusher of cum squirting out of his neck like water from a fire hose. He was on the launch pad, ready to shoot into space. The engines were blazing, the countdown went past zero—and then, without warning, the circuit breaker flipped, and everything shut down. Chad was too dazed to understand what was happening at first. Tumbling back to earth he became aware that his body was turning over so that he lay face down on the table. Now what?

Albert was frustrated with his inability to bring Chad to orgasm. The sweet precum flowed copiously, and Chad’s big balls were drawn up in his sack as if poised to discharge, but despite his best efforts he failed to trigger the mechanism. Finally he decided the nurse must have milked him dry. He had lost track of the time and there was one thing left to do.

With no little effort, he managed to tug and pull and reposition Chad so that he lay on his stomach. What a glorious sight! The triangular back, the smoothly muscled calves and thick thighs, and at the center, the twin melons he had first glimpsed when bathing Chad as a little boy, now ripened to full perfection. He grasped them with both hands, pulled them apart, and buried his face between them.

Oh god, what was Albert up to now? Rule number 3, no messing around with his butt! He didn’t mind having his cock slurped on, and Little Chad sure seemed to like it, but his ass was off limits! He didn’t even let girls go there! When the doctor reamed him earlier he thought he was going to puke! Were they trying to turn him into a fag? Oh fuck, now he could feel one of Albert’s fingers poking at his asshole, trying to force its way inside. He clenched his fists, bracing himself for what was coming next. It took him a moment to realize that he really could move his own fingers again. The drug was beginning to wear off.

Drunk on teen boy pheromones after sniffing and licking and probing Chad’s love chute, Albert was consumed with lust. The doctor said that when the paperwork went through and Chad was inducted into the cloning program, he would literally own Chad’s ass. He needed to test drive the merchandise NOW. The time had come at last to consummate their union.

With his sturdy daddy pole primed, erect, and ready for assault, Albert threw off his robe and prepared to mount the boy. Time was running short. Chad was beginning to move.

Chad found he could wiggle his toes, then his feet, and that he could bend his legs at the knees. His arms were slowly coming around, too.

Albert grabbed the reanimating boy around his waist and began pulling him to the end of the table.

“Hold still, Chad honey. Daddy’s gonna make love to his sweet baby!”

Honey? Sweet baby?! Make love!! Oh no. Not this. No fucking way!!! Chad hung on to the sides of the table and began thrashing and kicking his legs in earnest, trying to fend off Albert’s advances as best he could.

Albert was inflamed beyond reason. He reached between Chad’s flailing legs and grabbed the boy by his balls. “Settle down, dammit, or I’ll have the Doc cut these off too!”

With a lucky thrust of his powerful left leg, Chad managed to his smash his heel squarely into Albert’s nuts. The sex-crazed daddy doubled over with a cry and fell backwards onto to the floor, clutching his groin in agony.

Hearing Albert go down, Chad assessed his predicament. If he wanted so save his manly self-respect and his ass, he had to get it the hell out of here, and fast. He tried to rise up off the table, but he didn’t have enough strength for that yet. He rolled over to the side and cautiously lowered a leg toward the floor. Losing his grip, he slipped off the table and fell to the floor with a thump. He was OK. He had taken a lot worse hits on the football field.

Albert lay a few feet away, curled up and groaning. What had gotten into him? Chad had never seen him act so forceful and demanding. Little Chad was acting strangely, too. His dick was all boned up, like it was turned on by the idea of Chad’s ass getting raped. And, what the fuck? It had some purple marking on it, like the doctor had been doodling on his dick. Too fucking weird.

Chad had enough of this queer shit for one day. He was still too shaky to stand. He needed to find somewhere to hide out until this drug wore off. He pulled himself up onto his hands on and knees. Where could he go? Maybe if he could make it to the front desk, Nurse Eva would help him. She liked him. She would protect him from any more of this freaky gay crap.

Slowly at first, and then faster, Chad crawled on all fours like a naked baby with a hard on to the door. He reached up and grasped the handle. Suddenly the door swung open and out ahead of him. Losing his balance, he fell face forward onto the floor.

In front of Chad’s blinking eyes stood a pair of bare feet, in light blue flip-flops.