He stopped in front of the door and knocked twice. I heard a smooth, rich voice call out from inside the room. “Come in.”
The door opened and Daddy carried me inside. I stiffened when I felt a hand on my back. “John, it’s good to see you again. And who’s this precious boy?”
“Doctor B, this is Mav.” He gave me a gentle shake in his arms. “Mav, can you be a good boy and say hi to the doctor?”
I shook my head. I needed a couple more seconds to get my shit together. I was glad I’d left my glasses tucked in my coat, because nuzzling him like this was impossible when I was wearing them, and I needed to fill my senses with the smell and feel of him protecting me.
“It’s okay, Mav. I know it can be scary coming to see a new doctor. You can sit with your Daddy for a little bit while we take care of the boring stuff, but I hope you’ll see I’m not here to hurt you.” There was a hitch in his voice, and it felt like it hurthimthat I couldn’t look at him yet. “You have a good Daddy. I’m glad he called me so we can help you feel better.”
“Thank you, Doctor B,” I said once we were seated in one corner of the room. He rolled a stool closer, scribbling something on his clipboard. I lifted my thumb to my mouth, catching myself right before popping it past my lips to suck on it.
What the fuck was going on with me? I was good with having a Daddy but not being little like my friends. But now… Was it possible I didn’t know this part of me wanted to come out and play?
“You look like you’re thinking really hard over there, Mav,” the doctor observed. “Whatever you feel is okay. You can tell your Daddy and me anything and we’re not going to judge you for it.”
I was getting so frustrated I wanted to cry. Iwantedthis, but I was having a hard time sinking into the moment and letting go of the thoughts racing through my mind. I closed my eyes and listened while Daddy and the doctor talked about my history and all that boring yuck. It was all make believe, but it felt real.
“Now that we’ve got that out of the way, can you tell me again what brings you in today?” The doctor sounded closer now, like he was right next to us. “Remember, Mav, you have nothing to be scared of here. Your Daddy called me because he knows I’m the best doctor out there for your type of situation.”
“You are?” My soft voice was back. I took a breath, sent up a wish that he really did understand what I was going through, and finally turned my head and opened my eyes. I was greeted with the kindest smile I’d ever seen. The sincerity in his eyes gave me the courage to speak. “You mean there’s other boys out there like me?”
“Absolutely,” he reassured me. Daddy kissed the top of my head before combing his fingers through my curls. They’d been matted down by my helmet earlier, so they weren’t crunchy, and his fingers didn’t get stuck. “I won’t say it’s common, but you’re definitely not the first boy I’ve seen who wishes the same things you do. Now, do you think you can hop up on the table for me?”
“Do I have to?” I asked. Daddy stood, taking the decision out of my hands. The paper under my butt crinkled and tore as I squirmed around.
“Sit still, baby. This is what you said you wanted,” Daddy reminded me. “Do you still want to see what it’s like?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I sighed. He kissed me one more time before scooting his chair to my side. I let one arm fall to my side, holding his hand tight enough I heard him grunt, so I loosened my grip. “Sorry. I’m scared.”
“That’s totally normal,” the doctor reassured me as he set his supplies on a metal tray beside him. “But you need to know what an incredibly brave boy you are. Even when boys learn this is possible, a lot of them aren’t strong enough to see it through.”
I turned to Daddy. “I like him. He’s a nice doctor.”
I meant it. Now that I’d gotten over my initial nerves and saw no trace of disgust or judgment on his face, I was ready for it. Wanted it. Wanted more than what I’d even told Daddy about.
“Why don’t you lay back and we’ll get started with the exam to make sure your body will be receptive to what’s about to happen.” He pulled out the stirrups from the end of the table while Daddy stood and helped ease me onto my back. “If you need me to slow down at any time, just say yellow. Your Daddy’s going to be here with you through the entire procedure, so he’ll be keeping an eye on you, too, in case he notices any signs of distress I miss.”
I threw an arm over my eyes, embarrassed by the knowledge that he would soon be right down there looking at me. This was different than hooking up with someone; he wasn’t prepping me to take his dick, he was examining me.
“John, we need to undress him. Do you need a gown?” I heard a cabinet open and close before I felt the gentle whoosh of a cotton gown being passed from one man to the other.
And then it was thrown back. “I don’t think we’ll need that. Mav’s beautiful. Letting you see him is the least I can do for you seeing us on such short notice.”
He trailed a finger down my sternum before tugging at the hem of my shirt. The doctor’s breath caught when Daddy lifted my shirt up, showing off my pretty purple lace bralette.
“If you think that’s nice, you should see what else he’s hiding under these clothes,” Daddy teased. If I hadn’t known I was the first man Daddy had been with, I would have worried that they had a history. “Do you think you can take care of his boots while I check in with him?”
My leg was lifted so my foot rested on the doctor’s lap. Then Daddy was right there beside my head. He pushed the hair away from my face and kissed my forehead. “How are you holding up, sweetheart? Still good?”
“Yes, Daddy. I want this,” I reassured him, reaching up to cup his face. “Thank you for not thinking I’m weird because I wonder what this would be like.”
“I only wish it was possible to give you the real experience.” His hand slid around the back of my neck and he sealed his mouth over mine. My lips parted for him, and my mouth was filled with the taste of the mints Daddy was always sucking on.
I groaned when he deepened the kiss, vaguely aware of someone unbuttoning my jeans. I propped my feet at the edge of the table, lifting my butt up so he could slide them down and out of the way.
“Fuck,” the doctor hissed. That wasn’t very professional, but Daddy’s chuckle told me he knew that was the reaction he was going to get.
“He’s perfect, isn’t he?” Daddy bragged when he broke our kiss.
