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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Being the constantly horny kid that I was turning out to be, having the game suggested would get me all tingly and excited, whether I was gonna be the doctor or the patient although, in all fairness and honesty, mostly everyone took a turn being the doctor and the patient because, you know, being able to use your thermometer to take someone's temperature is just as much fun as having your temperature taken.

It was difficult being the doctor, trying to be serious about the exam and temperature taking when you're giggling with expectation over what's about to happen; it was also difficult trying to play the role of the "sick patient," too. Eh, sometimes, the exam part - fondling a guy's balls and having him cough would take longer than the few seconds it actually took. As an aside, I had asked my mom, who was just beginning her career as a nurse, why the doctor would do that and she explained that he wanted to make sure that both of my testicles had dropped down - very important, she told me - and that I didn't have a hernia... whatever the hell that was. So many the guys I hung around with (and had a lot of sex with) didn't know this but now I did so, um, yeah - when I was the doctor, it was important to make sure my patient's testicles - and who knew that was what balls and nuts really were? - had dropped down although, it is to note that none of knew if someone's testicles had really dropped, let alone why it was so damned important.

I did find out that if your testicles had dropped, you were well on your way to be able to shoot the baby making stuff... and even if a guy was, well, it just made sense to make sure they had dropped, right? So very exciting to be aware that, a little later in our development, the proof that a guy's testicles had properly dropped would arrive when he used his thermometer to take your temperature.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]It was, hands down, my favorite childhood game to play. In my older years, I'd think back to those days, look at the games we played and how many of them were a prelude to having sex. Playing "House" with a girl would, eventually, lead to sex since, you know, that's what mommies and daddies do - but not always. Group games like Hide and Seek, Army, Cowboys and Indians, were good venues for having sex; if playing Hide and Seek and there were a couple of kids you couldn't find, well, they were probably off somewhere doing it.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]Army/Cowboys and Indians would often go from the classic bad guys fighting the good guys (and kids saying they weren't "dead" when they really were) to the taking of prisoners who'd be "tortured" for information. Ah, the torture was rather nice most of the time![/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]But playing Doctor? Usually one on one, mostly with another guy and, well, you can probably imagine how much fun it would be for "the doctor" to give you an exam before using his thermometer to take your temperature. And while, for real, having a real doctor show up at your home - yeah, they really did make house calls - and fondle your balls then tell you to cough - and then shove a rectal thermometer up your butt - well, shit - that wasn't a whole lot of fun.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]But when one of your male friends wanted to do that? Oh, yeah - way too much fun... and made for even greater fun since, um, kids weren't supposed to be having that kind of fun yet... or at all. So, "let's play doctor!" turned into being a codeword for "let's do it to each other" and when I was thinking about this late last night, I wondered how we just seemed to know that this was a sex-game and a game with no other purpose. I also thought about how we'd be careful not to let any adults hear us bring up this game and I thought that we instinctively knew that an adult would instantly put 2+2 together and know we were talking about sex.

And, probably, because they had played "Doctor" when they were kids. Never fails to amaze me how we learn about sex.[/FONT][/SIZE]

I had just turned thirteen when I took a job cleaning windows, floors, and unpacking newly arrived product at Maureen's Sweetgirl Shoppe on Main Street. It was a dream job. Not only was Maureen beautiful, so were the two other sales women who worked for her. My unpacking new product involved removing dresses, blouses, hosiery, and underwear from their shipping boxes and laying them out of a counter where one of the sales girls would arrange them and put price tags on them.

One afternoon I was rubbing a pair of nylon panties over my lips and face, while with my other hand I massaged my hard cock under my jeans, when Maureen came into the stockroom. In my excitement I had not heard her. I jerked my hand from my jeans and dropped the panties on the counter. Maureen stood there grinning at me. "Do you like women's underwear? Does it make your pee-pee get hard?"

I was too embarrassed to answer. She said, "I'll talk to you after work."

At five o'clock the shop closed and the salesgirls left. Maureen told me, "I'll give you a ride home." Rather than take me directly home she drove to her own house, two blocks north of our house on Sixteenth Street. "Come inside," she said. "We'll talk there."
It was a large house with three bedrooms. She lived alone. My mom had told me that Maureen was divorced and her house and money had come from her ex-husband. I thought he must have had a heck of a lot of money! Inside, she said, "Follow me," and led me to the largest bedroom. She said, "You sit on the bed while I get comfortable." Slowly and carefully she began to undress, laying her blue dress, and pink slip on a chair. Then she unfastened her hose from her pink garter belt, slipped off her high-heels, and put each foot on that chair to remove her hose. Finally, while my cock seemed to have grown twice its regular size, she unfastened her bra, dropped it on the chair, and stooped to remove her panties. My eyes went wide as I stared at her small pert breasts and only slightly hairy pussy. With a teasing grin she said, "This is what you think about when you fondle panties in the store, isn't it."

I gulped, "Y-yes."

"Now let's get your clothes off and let me see your pee-pee. I can see it's making an awful big bulge in your jeans. It may not be a tiny little pee-pee at all." With her helping, I had all my clothes off inside of a minute. She put her hand on my cock. "My, this [I][B]is[/B][/I] a nice one. I won't call it a pee-pee anymore. You climb up onto the bed with me, honey." She lay back and pulled me up between her legs. "Now put that nice cock right in my pussy, honey. Come on now." Putting her arms around my back she pulled me down and into her, and then she put a hand behind my head and kissed me, bring her hot tongue into my mouth for my first french kiss.

I kept trying to fuck her faster and faster, but she would say, "No honey, slow down, go slow and deep, slow and deep. We have plenty of time and I believe we will do this a whole lot more---certainly on every day after you come to work." She grinned. "Actually, you're doing just fine. Slow and deep,now. Isn't this better than fondling panties and thinking about it?"


She must have had a secret radar that told her I was about to shoot my cum She said, "Now just stop, Honey, you need to rest, and there is something else I want you to do. Take your cock out now and scoot down a little ways." When I did she said, "Now lick my pussy. Look at the top of it and you will see a piece of skin that looks something like a little cock wearing a hood. Lick deep inside my pussy and now and then flick your tongue on that little cock. We call that darling little thing a clitty, and gives us great pleasure. It will make me cum, too, and you do what I tell you to do and pretty soon you will make me cum. Then after that we'll fuck some more and I will let you cum."
She directed me how to eat her pussy and how often to lick and tease her clitty, until eventually she shuddered and called out, "Oh, Honey, you're just terrific . . . oh! oh! ohhhhh!" Then she pushed my head away.

We lay quietly a few minutes before she said, "Now fuck me, darling, and cum yourself. Shoot your wonderful cum deep inside me." It didn't take long, either, not as excited as eating her pussy had made me. I had never felt anything so grand!
She took me to the bathroom, washed my cock for me, sucking it from time to time, and sent me home. She said, "You're do to work day after tomorrow, Wednesday. You'll be there at three, won't you?" When nodded shes aid, "Good. We'll do this again after work Wednesday"

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The next morning, wow, it was very weird because once the three of us got up, washed and dressed, and headed for breakfast, if I hadn't seen what I saw, I wouldn't have believed that those two had been fucking; they both acted like nothing had happened overnight and, well, that made sense once I thought about it. They were both so totally cool about it that I felt a little jealous again but I really didn't understand why.

We got sent outside and I couldn't wait to see if my friend was going to say anything about last night and to my surprise, he didn't say anything! Oh, man - I wanted so very much to tell him that I saw everything they did - and I almost did but thought that he might tell me. But he never did and I never mentioned that I saw them doing it to each other. Shit, after what I'd seen? I wanted to do it with him so bad it wasn't funny but I couldn't bring myself to ask him if he'd want to - and I still don't know why I never asked him. Just the same, I found myself looking at my friend in a very different way; I couldn't understand why he never wanted to do it with any of us, why he would just up and leave when we'd start to do it when, clearly, he was no stranger to doing it with boys.

I thought - knew, really - that it was a big secret even though I knew of a lot of brothers in the neighborhood who were doing it to each other - but you just never talked about it. I just thought that he didn't want any of the rest of us to know he liked to do it with boys and that he was doing it with his brother... and it "killed" me to be running around with him for the rest of the day, knowing what he'd done and he was still acting like nothing had happened.

It was so sensual. So erotic to have watched them really make love instead of fucking each other silly and like most of us would do with each other. I'd seen guys sucking dick before... but these two? It made me realize how beautiful it could be to watch guys suck dick, something I'd never thought of before last night. Neither of them had been in a hurry and the word "tender" kept sticking in my mind, even after my friend and I parted ways and I went home, still hot and bothered, and still confused about why my friend never wanted to do it with any of the rest of us.

I couldn't see him or his brother and look at either of them the same way again. I knew their secret and as badly as I wanted to tell the other fellas, I never did. But I always wondered if they really knew I was awake... or they really believed I was asleep. I never found out either way and more so when, a few weeks later and after I'd come back from summer camp, I got surprised to find out that we had moved out of the neighborhood I'd grown up in and was now living in the projects and on the other side of town.

And I've never seen two guys having sex in such a beautiful, loving way again.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]As they kissed, wow, I was surprised that they couldn't hear the way I was breathing; my heart was trying to bust out of my chest and, for a moment, I thought that they both really knew I'd been awake the whole time and they just didn't care that I was and was even putting on a show for me. My friend went back down on his brother, sucking his dick until the older brother was good and hard - then lifted his brother's legs nice and high, got between them, and started working his dick into big brother's butt... no spit, no Vaseline, nothing at all. Wow... how could they do that?

The older brother grunted a little, then wrapped his legs around his sibling... and more very slow - and loving? - fucking started. My dick felt like an iron rod watching it all and I found that I could move my head just enough to see my friend's dick going in and out of his brother's butt as they kept kissing, clinging to each other, softly moaning and all that.

Again, it felt like forever to me but I heard my friend cuss softly and say he was gonna do it; his brother said, just as softly, "Shoot it in me... shoot all of it in me..." and I guess that's what my friend did and I didn't think I'd ever seen two guys having sex and it wasn't like a fire drill of motion. Finally, my friend pulled out, they both went back to the bathroom and finally they both settled down and immediately went to sleep.

Leaving me lying there, dick painfully hard, and marveling at what I'd just witnessed. As I struggled to go to sleep, I was thinking about all the times me and some guy would do it to each other - and the many times I'd watched guys doing it to each other - and it wasn't even close to looking like the way these two did it to each other. I was amazed... and totally pissed off to have been left out and, still being pissed, I finally managed to go to sleep for real.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The older brother sat up, licking his lips before leaning up to plant yet another kiss on my friend's lips and as he kissed him, the other brother started to get between my friend's legs, which he had opened without any prompting. I thought that they had a routine, a thing they always did when they did it to each other and it was a thing of beauty to watch, to see them locked into a deep kiss as the other brother just pushed his dick into my friend's ass - and without any spit or Vaseline being used.

Oh, wow! I heard my friend groan in his brother's mouth as he entered him and, oh, shit - that really good feeling hit me as I watched this and I almost groaned out loud as my dick started pumping - I was shooting my stuff "all by myself" and something that had never happened before.

The older brother was fucking my friend like they had all night and they were the only ones in the bed... and I was suddenly very jealous of my friend, watching him clinging to his brother, his legs now wrapped around his brother's waist... and his brother slowly - and, dare I say, lovingly - fucked him.

Yeah... they were old hands at this; neither of them really made a sound and I thought, as I felt my dick getting hard again, that if I could barely hear them lying so close to them, there was no way their parents would hear them and then come investigating. I could barely hear my friend muttering, "Oh, yeah... do it to me... feels so good..." and barely heard the older brother kinda laughing softly as he slowly fucked his brother.

After what felt, to me, like forever, I heard the older brother say, "Here it comes..." and it was obvious that he was now shooting his stuff into his brother; he was still very slowly fucking him but my friend was now squirming and trying to fuck back against his brother and my brain almost exploded to imagine what he was feeling... and my dick started spurting again without me even touching myself.

The older brother pulled out and I thought they were done... but I heard the older brother whisper, "You go first, then I'll go, okay?" I felt my friend move and I shut my eyes just enough to barely see the two of them moving. My friend eased out of the bed and left the room - going to the bathroom. I heard water running, then it stopped; my friend came back in and his brother left the room to clean up. While the older brother was in the bathroom, um, my friend was talking to himself and, at first, I thought he was talking to me because he knew I was really awake! He was saying how good it felt to be fucked, that he couldn't wait to fuck his brother and to suck his dick again... and I still thought he was talking to me even though he had, once again, checked to see if I was still asleep. And, yeah, I was hoping that he really was talking to me and knew I was awake... and hoping he was gonna ask me if I wanted to do it with them.

But he didn't. The older brother returned and, I guess, being suspicious, actually poked me pretty hard with a finger and it was all I could do to not react to it. He grunted to himself, assured that I was still out like a light, went back to his side of the bed, laid on his back and pulled his brother to him so they could kiss again.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"Come on... let's do this," the older brother whispered. I felt the bed moving, heard the sound of underwear being removed and I used their movement to turn over toward them, fighting to keep my eyes closed and keep faking being asleep. When I moved, it got their attention - I could feel my friend hovering over me, his face so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my face; then he said, "He's still asleep - he just turned over."

The older brother muttered something then I felt the covers being shifted; I opened one eye just in time to see the brothers embrace each other... and they started kissing! I could see that both of them were already hard - they both had really nice dicks, to be honest - and their kissing, with lots of tongue involved (by the sound of it) was getting my own dick very hard. It was really the first time I'd seen two guys kiss and it was both weird-looking and very sensual (not the word I was thinking of at that moment).

Obviously, they had done this before and more than once or twice; they kissed and explored each other's body with a familiarity I knew well and the biggest shock to me was I didn't know my friend - or his brother - was into this; my friend was that one guy who, when the rest of us decided to do it to each other, would leave us to it. What didn't really surprise me so much that the brothers were doing it; it just seemed quite normal for brothers to do it to each other but, again, I didn't know about these two.

I laid there, both eyes open now, and watched my friend slide down and start sucking his brother's dick and it was so... tender and loving, to put it in an adult way. No urgency and it was like I wasn't even in the bed with them as my friend sucked his brother's dick for quite some time before I heard the older brother whisper, "My turn to suck you..."

My friend laid back and his brother gave him a very deep kiss - then swooped down on his brother's dick, taking it all into his mouth in one gulp... and I shivered despite myself and had to bite my tongue to keep from groaning. At one point, my friend actually turned his head in my direction and looked at me... but I thought that he really didn't see me given how his brother was working his dick over. After maybe a couple of minutes, I heard my friend whisper, "Oh, shit... I'm gonna do it!" I groaned to myself to see my friend's body stiffen, heard a little groan escape from his lips, and watched with a lot of envy as the older brother swallowed my friend's spunk - and spunk I didn't know he was able to shoot.

Oh, wow![/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]After dinner, my friend's parents decided were in for the night and told us to go find something to do until bedtime so he broke out his Monopoly game, bragging about how good he was and it made me laugh because, a few weeks earlier, the local YMCA had held a Monopoly contest... and I had a nice shiny trophy sitting in my room that declared me a Monopoly champ... and he didn't even make the top three.

We'd played three games - I cleaned him out quickly and easily - before his parent commanded us to get ready for bed and I enjoyed him "complaining" that I cheated and how mean I was to take all of his money but it was all in good fun. We finish getting ready for bed and, typical for the times and our neighborhood, there was only one big bed that he shared with his brother, who had, himself, gotten ready for bed and was already in it... and still looking unhappy. We spent maybe a half an hour talking among ourselves before we were told to turn the light out and take our asses to sleep, which we didn't do until we got rearranged in the bed; the older brother to my right, his brother in the middle, and me on the left side.

None of us were really asleep yet; there was the "usual" tossing and turning to get more settled but, eventually, I started to drift off when I heard the older brother ask, "Is he asleep?"

I could feel my friend hovering over me and looking at me; I started to open my eyes... but something told me not to and after a few seconds, my friend said, "Yeah - he's out like a light!"[/SIZE][/FONT]