by Pepper North
“I know you haven’t had time to complete the forms but bring them back. You can complete them when you have some time.” Dr. Richards ushered them into Exam Room 1. “Okay, Brad. Your Daddy wants you to have a complete checkup. Has it been a while since you’ve seen the doctor?”
Thorston answered for him. “I’ve just discovered that it’s been at least five years since Brad’s had a physical.”
“It’s a good thing you came in today. Bradley, your Daddy is going to help you get undressed. Take a seat on the exam table, and I’ll be right back,” Dr. Richards smiled as he exited to go back and check on Cecily.
Thorston turned Brad to face him and began to pull his cowboy tee-shirt off. When Brad squirmed and resisted, Thorston looked at him sternly. “Bradley, I will spank your bottom if you are naughty. Do you want Dr. Richards to see your red bottom and to know you haven’t cooperated?”
Brad shook his head “no” slowly. He let his Daddy pull off his shoes and socks. When he removed Brad’s shorts, Brad asked, “Can I keep on my diaper?”
“I’m glad you’ve gotten used to wearing your diaper, Bradley. The doctor will look at your bottom. The diaper has to come off,” Thorston explained as he unfastened the padded diaper and pulled it off. “Sit on the exam table, Bradley. You can help me answer some questions.” Thorston busied himself with the paperwork as Brad looked around for a gown to wear.
“Daddy, I don’t have anything to put on,” Brad said as he sat naked on the table.
Thorston kissed him softly. “It’s okay, Bradley. The doctor will be examining all of you today. You won’t need a gown.”
Brad folded his hands in his lap to hide his private parts. “This is really embarrassing,” Brad said softly.
Thorston patted his shoulder and sat down on a chair. “Now, let’s see. Your name is Bradley Murphy. We haven’t talked about you taking my name, Bradley. I’d like you to think about it. May I add my name to yours with a hyphen, so the doctor will know that you have become my Little?” Thorston asked.
Brad grinned from ear to ear. “I’d love that Daddy.”
They continued to answer questions for a few minutes. The process helped Brad relax and forget he was sitting nude in the doctor’s office. When the door reopened and Dr. Richards entered, they had almost finished the form.
Chapter 19
“All right, young man. Let’s get you examined. Hop down and step up on this scale,” Dr. Richards directed with a smile. He recorded Brad’s weight and then had him turn around so he could get his height. Brad stood partially hunched over as he tried to hide his penis. Dr. Richards pulled his hand away saying gently, “Brad, I know you’re nervous. I treat lots of Littles here at my home office. Everyone’s nervous at the doctor’s office. I’m going to examine your penis later. You don’t need to worry about hiding from me. The only other person here is your Daddy. I think he’s seen your penis also, right?”
Turning bright red, Brad nodded. “I’m sorry. I’m just not used to being naked in front of other people. Especially people who I’m going to see over and over again at work.”
“Bradley, that’s the fun of being a Little. It’s like you have two different lives. At the hospital, I’ll treat you just like I always have. I’ll be glad to answer any questions or concerns you have privately there as well. Now, stand up straight. Let me see how tall you are,” he directed as he pulled the measuring device down to touch the top of Brad’s head. “Okay, Bradley. Lay down on your tummy on the table for me.” He turned to his tray of instruments and picked up a large thermometer. It was larger than the one Thorston used at home.
Brad had no doubt what was coming next. He reluctantly laid down on his stomach. He heard Thorston ask about the thermometer and the doctor reply that this was the size thermometer that he should be using at home. The doctor suggested that he gather a bag of supplies for Bradley. Brad hid his face down in the padding as he heard his Daddy thank the doctor and say he’d love to have the supplies that the doctor recommended. Brad heard the snap of exam gloves, and then his buttocks were gently pulled apart. The doctor’s large finger first dabbed on cool lubricant and then pressed against his anal opening to insert his finger deep into the tight opening.
“I think I remember that you had mentioned that you were concerned about the size of Bradley’s rectum. Have you had any success with the dilator?” Dr. Richards asked Thorston as he stood with his finger exploring Brad’s rectum.
“I think it has done well. I have a large penis. I have not had sex with Bradley yet. I don’t want to hurt him,” Thorston explained.
Dr. Richards withdrew one finger and pressed in two. Both men chuckled when Brad groaned. “It’s okay, Bradley. You have a very good Daddy. He’s taking very good care of you,” the doctor said as his fingers scissored inside Brad stretching his anal opening. “His muscles are very strong. The dilator is the perfect solution. It’s also great to do just what I’m doing to relax his muscles. If you’re watching a movie or TV at home, take off Brad’s diaper and have him lay over your lap. He’ll get used to having his bottom stretched. You could also insert your penis into his rectum while he’s sitting on your lap.”
Brad’s mind raced in reaction to this statement. His Daddy would take the doctor’s advice. He was going to have Thorston’s large fingers in his bottom often. His heart beat faster, and he could feel his penis begin to lengthen. He could just see himself sitting impaled on Thorston’s huge organ. “Not here,” he begged himself not to react but his body wasn’t listening.
“Thorston, Brad has a lot of resilience here. I don’t see any reason that you should not have sex with him. Littles need lots of loving attention from their Daddies. Just use lots of lubricant and take it slow in the beginning. Listen for Bradley’s reactions. You’ll be able to tell if he’s enjoying himself,” Dr. Richards suggested. He withdrew his fingers and pressed the large thermometer into Brad. He watched the Little shiver in response to the cold thermometer. When ten minutes were up, he withdrew the thermometer and checked Brad’s temperature. “It’s a little low. Does that match the readings you’ve gotten at home?”
“Yes. I normally try to warm him up by a toasty bath or an extra layer of clothing,” Thorston answered.
“You can sit up, Bradley,” Dr. Richards said patting Brad on the bottom. He turned to Thorston and said, “Those are both good methods. Another would be to insert warm liquid into Bradley’s bottom. Have you found that his bowel habits are regular?”
Brad wished the floor would open and swallow him. The doctor continued his exam shining his light in Brad’s eyes and looking in his ears. The two discussed Thorston’s discovery that Brad did not use the bathroom regularly. The doctor just nodded before listening to Brad’s heart.
“Your heart is racing, Little boy. I assume that you are just nervous? You don’t have any heart problems?” Dr. Richards asked seriously.
“No, my heart is good. I’m just a little scared,” Brad admitted.
“Bradley, I promise I’m not going to hurt you.” The doctor smiled. “I should say that after I draw your blood. This may sting a little,” he said as he expertly withdrew several tubes of blood.
“That didn’t hurt at all,” Brad said amazed.
“I’ve had almost as much practice as you have,” Dr. Richards laughed. He handed Thorston a plastic cup with a lid. “Thorston will you help Bradley give us a urine specimen. He can just go here.” Dr. Richards turned to his desk and began to label the blood vials.
Bradley looked helplessly at Thorston as he opened the cup. Thank goodness, his erection had subsided when his blood was taken. Brad lifted his penis and pointed it at the cup. Nothing. He couldn’t go with his Daddy watching him.
“It’s okay, Bradley. Daddy’s changed several of your diapers. I know you pee,” Thorston said to reassure him. He pressed on Bradley’s lower abdomen, and with a groan, Bradley urinated strongly into the cup. “Good boy,” Thorston cheered has he screwed on the lid before wiping
Brad’s penis with a tissue. Thorston handed Dr. Richards the cup.
“Okay, Bradley. Lay back and let me examine you,” Dr. Richards instructed. He waited patiently as Brad reluctantly laid down. “Raise your hands over your head,” he instructed, and he quickly fastened Brad’s wrists into the restraints at the top of the exam table. “No, relax, Bradley. I know you are nervous. I’m going to give you a little medicine to relax you.”
Brad felt a pinprick, and he felt his muscles relax slowly and his mind calm. This was so much better. He didn’t worry about his hands. His Daddy was there to take care of him. Dr. Richards had promised to take care of him. He felt something press at his lips, and he opened his mouth.
Dr. Richards pressed the adult pacifier into Brad’s mouth. He had coated it with a sweet substance that also calmed down nervous Littles. The standing men watched Brad slowly taste the pacifier and then begin to suck on it. “Thorston, Littles, especially those new to age play, get especially nervous. If Brad is getting upset, a pacifier often helps. This mixture that I’ve coated it with contains an herbal, relaxing agent. I’ll send some of this home with you. Have you been to Gordon’s?” he asked. “They have a wide variety of pacifiers that you may wish to check out if Brad enjoys his pacifier. It looks like he would benefit from having one.”
Thorston smiled at the Little laying on the table. “It’s amazing how important he has become to me in a short period.”
“That’s the way it’s supposed to be when you meet your Little. Now, let me check this handsome, young man for any problems,” Dr. Richards said beginning by running his hands over Brad’s chest. He pulled and rolled his nipples as they responded by clenching tightly. “Yes, I know, Bradley. It’s okay,” the doctor soothed when Brad groaned in response to the stimulation. He began to press into Brad’s abdomen moving from side to side. “Thorston, do you want Bradley to use his diaper for all his needs—both to urinate and defecate?”
“Yes, Matt. I’ve given Bradley one enema earlier in the week, and I discovered that he doesn’t poop regularly due to the demands of his job. Would you have a suggestion to treat this?” Thorston asked.
“Yes, definitely. We’ll start him on a schedule of enemas to help with the buildup of stool in his intestines. I can feel that he has very sluggish bowels. How did he react to the enema?” Dr. Richards asked.
“He didn’t like it, of course.” The two men chuckled. “He was very sensitive to the cleanser. After one rinse, it continued to sting. When I gave him a second rinse advancing the tubing deep in his tummy, he felt much better.”
“That’s exactly how you should handle his enemas. You should give him at least two rinses. If you see him still moving restlessly, give him another rinse of a larger amount inserted deeply with the colonic tube. I’m also going to give you suppositories to place in his rectum. Let’s start with two a day. He can have one in the morning and one at night or you can insert both at the same time after he’s home from work or at bedtime. I’ll show you how to insert them at the end of my exam. It’s a good idea to diaper Bradley after inserting the suppositories. He will have a bowel movement.” Dr. Richards pulled a restraining strap over Brad’s rib cage.
“Bradley, I’m going to look at your penis. Don’t get upset if you get an erection. I need to make sure everything works correctly,” Dr. Richards explained to Brad as he picked up his penis and ran his hand up and down its length. He pulled back the trimmed foreskin and examined Brad’s urethra pressing a lubricated explorer into the small opening shallowly. He rubbed Brad’s stomach as he reacted by squirming strongly. “It’s okay, Bradley. I’m done there. I’m checking to make sure your urethra is free of obstacles. Let me put a little soothing liquid on,” Dr. Richards dropped a few drops from a small container onto the exposed opening and Brad relaxed. “That’s it, Bradley.”
“You’ll want to take Bradley’s temperature in his urethra as well, Thorston, if you have some medicine in his bottom that would affect his temperature. He’s very sensitive here. I’ll send home some of these drops for you. Just pull back the foreskin and drop them directly on the opening, like this.” He pulled back the surrounding flesh to expose Brad’s urethra. “Put a few drops on and allow it to soak in for a few seconds before pressing the lubricated thermometer in.” Using a thin thermometer, he pressed the instrument into Brad’s small opening. “This is best to do after Bradley has drained his bladder. If he hasn’t been able to go, just place a towel under his penis so it will catch any urine that might happen to spill. Notice, Bradley doesn’t like this, but he’s not in pain. The drops are essential to prevent germ transfers as well as numb the area. Again, wait ten minutes. Thorston, I’m going to let you hold this thermometer in place. I’m going to step next door and check on Cecily.” Dr. Richards transferred Brad’s penis to his Daddy’s hand, and he exited their exam room leaving the door open.
Chapter 20
Brad could hear the girls playing in the waiting room. He could hear Dr. Richards talking to Cecily and her Daddy, Jon. Cecily was glad to see him, and soon Brad knew why as he heard a large amount of water and plops being expelled. “Jon, is Cecily still having problem pooping after we’ve increased her fiber intake?” Brad heard the other man’s voice responding but couldn’t make out the words. “All right, young lady, if you won’t eat your vegetables, you’re going to have a choice. Do you want your Daddy to give you a nightly enema at home before bed or do you want to come here each week for me to clean out your bottom thoroughly?” Brad heard a high voice say “Neither.” He almost laughed when the doctor answered, “Okay, let’s try both. Jon, give her a full two-quart enema of warm water with a teaspoon of salt after a light dinner. She should hold it for thirty minutes and then she can expel it. Don’t put a diaper on her for an hour because she’ll need to use the potty frequently. Wait to give Cecily her normal at bed suppositories. After at least an hour, wrap her in a diaper and put her to bed. She may need to go to bed a little earlier. The enemas can be tiring, and Little girls need their sleep. Then, I’ll see you next week on Friday afternoon, so I can examine her and give her a large enema. I have a feeling that Cecily will be able to decide which she prefers then.” He ignored the high voice pleading for something. “I’ll see you next week. You are going to be here for the party, aren’t you? Great, I’ll see you again soon. No, Cecily, you can’t make up your mind at the party. You’ll have to wait until next Friday after your appointment to tell me.”
Chapter 21
Brad was very glad to see Dr. Richards when he walked back into his exam room too. The doctor withdrew the thermometer and checked his temperature. “Perfectly normal temperature in his urethra,” he pronounced. “That’s great. Now, we know to double check Brad’s temperature if we have any questions about his rectal temperature. Urethral temperatures can be very irritating so only take them there if I direct you to or if there is a great concern. We’ll check both here when Brad comes for his checkups.”
Dr. Richards lifted one leg up and attached it to the widely spread stirrups at the end of the bed before moving the other leg into position as well. He rolled a stool up between Brad’s legs and adjusted a light to shine warmly on Brad’s rectal area. Dr. Richards rubbed one gloved hand up and down his inner thigh to comfort Brad when he saw his muscles tense. “Remember, Bradley. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m just checking all your parts to see if they are working. Just relax. Suck on your pacifier. That makes everything better.” He waited until he saw Brad pulling strongly on his pacifier.
“I’m going to check your penis and testicles first. He began by lifting and rolling Brad’s testicles to examine them closely. He pulled slightly on his scrotum. As Brad’s penis began to rise in reaction, Dr. Richards examined his shaft and tip. When the organ had reached a fully erect state, Dr. Richards handed Thorston a cup and asked him to stimulate Brad to an orgasm catching it in the specimen cup for testing at the lab. He rolled his stool back slightly to watch Brad’s Daddy expertly stroke his Little
to a roaring orgasm. Taking the cup from Thorston and capping it. Dr. Richards rescued Brad’s pacifier from the table where it had fallen when he shouted. Dr. Richards applied more of the sweet relaxant and pressed it back in Brad’s mouth. The Little was still dazed by the strength of the orgasm his Daddy had helped him reach. He sucked slowly on the pacifier as he breathed heavily through his nose.
Dr. Richards applied cool lubricant to Brad’s rectum with a squeeze bulb applicator. He pressed the bulb tip into Brad’s rectum and injected the rest of the lubricant. He watched Brad squirm in reaction and once again, stroked his inner thigh to calm him. “I’m just getting ready to look at your bottom. You’ll feel my fingers now, Bradley,” Dr. Richards explained as he pressed two fingers into Brad’s rectum. He felt around inspecting the walls of the tight passage. “Now, you’ll feel my scope entering so I can get a good look, Bradley,” he warned as he pressed the two-inch diameter scope two inches deep and he began rotating the scope to inspect the rectal walls visually. He entered the scope by inch increments taking his time and inspecting the passageway to his inner sphincter carefully. Pressing and twisting simultaneously, Dr. Richards popped the scope through the sphincter and into Brad’s intestines. He again stopped and rubbed the Little’s thigh. “Everything is okay, Bradley. You’re doing a great job.” Soon a mass of fecal material stopped him. Dr. Richards slowly extricated the scope and indicated the material clinging to the end of the scope.
“You’re correct, Thorston. Bradley is stuffed with fecal matter. This is not healthy. I’m going to start the process of clearing out his bowels with a deep enema this afternoon. I’ll give him one rinse here. If he needs another one tonight, I would start a slow flow enema at bedtime and let it seep into his bottom overnight. He’ll wake up feeling all cleaned out and energetic. How does that sound?” Dr. Richards stood and stowed the tools into the bin to be cleaned.