The Good Doctor 53
Pete was lying in bed with his bedside lamp on reading some
doctor thing. I rolled over onto my right side and licked his
upper arm. He didn’t stop reading but he did smile. I
He said slowly, “Yeeesss?” I sure am a lot of
“I don’t wanna interrupt you, go ahead, keep reading.” I
slid my left hand up his leg until I was cupping his balls
in my hand. Pete laughed and put what he was reading on the
night stand. He rolled to his left rolling onto me with the
delicious weight of him pressing me down his now hard cock
against my upper thigh. He kissed me gently and held my head
to his chest. I’m so needy.
He ran his fingers thru my hair and whispered, “You
were about to say…?”
“Well, I just wanted to be absolutely sure…you
did tell your parents that we were invading their summer home?”
He laughed and thrust his cock forward slowly. “You
afraid they’re gonna show up and scream for the cops?”
“Ah…I guess something like that.” I wiggled
a little until his cock dropped down between my legs and was
pressed against my butt.
He laughed, bit my ear lightly and whispered, “Ohh fuck…evil…you’re
just plain evil,” while he began thrusting.
“So?” I whispered.
“Baby, they know that we’re gonna be there. I
mean it’s not like I’m sixteen and taking some
cheerleader there. Why are you worried?” I’ve got
this weird fear that Pete and I are gonna be fucking like monkeys
and his parents are gonna walk in on us, doing in their bed.
“I dunno, just my nature I guess. I guess as long as
they know it’s okay. You dated cheerleaders?”
“Ah…a little.” That figures.
“Well, I mean it’s okay.” I laughed. “You’re
not still doing it are ya?” I shove my tongue in his
ear, presumably to wash out the memory of cheerleaders. I thank
god for precum as he slowly begins to move into me and growls
I could hear Jase’s voice while he talked to Pete who
was driving but the sun on my face was warm and I decided to
doze a little longer.
Jase said for the tenth time, “We there yet, Pete?”
Pete laughed and played the game. “Pretty soon, Jase.” Jase
giggled. Somehow I knew without looking that David and Sam
were asleep. I could remember what that was like, being a teenager
and needing, really needing to sleep.
I rolled my head in Pete’s direction and whined, “Daaaadddd!
I gotta peeee!”
I reached back and grabbed Jase’s foot and wiggled it. “How
ya doin ya little critter?”
“I’m not a critter, Dad, I’m a boy.”
“Kinda the same thing.” But Jase was bored with
the game and yawned, then turned to stare out the window while
he counted the gray Toyota’s as they went whizzing past
going in the other direction. Jase and I had pretty much concluded
one day that ten percent of the world’s cars just had
to be gray Toyota’s. David was slumped against Sam, his
face turned into Sam’s chest. Sam’s head was back
against the headrest his mouth slightly open his left arm loosely
around David’s shoulders.
Pete’s right arm was on the armrest and I reached over
and laced my fingers thru his and squeezed. I got a grin in
return but he didn’t take his eyes off of the road. I
love a careful driver. And this way I get to watch him, the
way that his jaw works as he’s maneuvering thru traffic,
tightening and then relaxing and how his eyebrows look as he’s
concentrating. I want to bite him but instead I look down at
his crotch at the impressive bulge there. I’d love to
slip my hand under his shirt and rub his stomach and his hard
chest and nipples. Maybe he’s right, maybe I am just
one big orgasm waiting to happen.
My mom could have strangled us for going on vacation, well
going on vacation away from her. She’d have been fine
with us camping out in her backyard but I didn’t think
it’d be the same. She did try to put on a brave face
this morning though and even tried to slip me a couple hundred
bucks, like I was going off to camp or something. Actually
she chased me around the kitchen trying to put it into my pocket
but then settled for giving it to David and Jase. I’ve
always gotten the feeling that what my mom is really afraid
of is that we’re going to find someplace that we’d
like to live better than we like living in our town and move
away. Plus, of course, she’s fundamentally suspicious
of Pete’s parents because they’re not Italian and
they’ve got money. Well, it’s not so much the money
cause mom’s probably got more than they do but they’ve
also got social standing which is something that my mom doesn’t
figure that she’s got.
We had turned off the main road a ways back and Pete was negotiating
narrow country roads. You could smell the sea.
“We’re close now, right?”
He grinned. “Yep.”
We were going past a golf course. “You’re a member,
“Yep.” I knew that he would be. The only thing
that I’m a member of is my health club, forty dollar
a month and I still figure I’m being robbed.
Then on our right was a paved driveway and we turned into
it and stopped in front of a big kind of added onto house.
You know, one of those places that probably started its life
as a two bedroom bungalow but got added onto over the years.
The house had a kind of sprawling quality to it but whoever
did the adding on must have used an architect because it also
had a well thought out quality to it and had a well thought
The back seat was suddenly alive with movement as two all
arms and legs teenagers and one trying to keep up little boy
started struggling to get out.
Words like, “Cool!” and “Awesome!” were
floating thru the air as three kids took off running for the
seaward side of the house leaving Pete and me with the luggage
but of course we ignored it and followed the kids to the water.
The sun was bright and the water was blue and the kids were
enthusiastic and I was horny. I always get horny riding in
a car. I guess that it’s the vibration and the lack of
any distractions. My normal horniness isn’t filtered
thru anything or diluted by anything plus the main inspiration
for my horniness has been sitting next to me for two hours
wearing a pair of worn old jeans whose crotch has turned to
The beach was sand and it was about forty feet to the water
that was lapping gently at the sand. Three houses down two
teenage boys were horsing around in the water.
Pete nodded his head in their direction. “The Nielson
twins. I’ve known them since they were really little
The Nielson twins weren’t so little anymore. They looked
to be at least six feet tall with broad shoulders, blond hair
and yellow Speedo’s that were barely containing their
cargo. I grinned at Pete. “Healthy looking boys.” No,
I wasn’t attracted but I’m not dead either.
“Eric, don’t give me that look. They’re
almost like…I dunno…younger cousins or something.” He
looked me up and down. “What bathing suit are you planning
to wear?” Where did that come from?
“The only one that I brought is the black Speedo, so
I guess that’s gonna be it.” I figured that if
I only brought one it pretty much would stop arguments. Pete
“Yeah, well, I’m pretty sure the Nielson twins
aren’t gay. Our guys could hang out with them too, they’re
good boys.” That could mean anything; my mother thought
that I was a good boy. Oh…well…maybe not so much.
Pete leaned in close to my face ran the back of his finger
down my chest and said softly, “Wanna help me carry the
luggage in? With the kids on the beach we could….look
around.” My butt spasmed.
I looked up into his flame blue eyes. “There’s
time? Won’t they come looking?”
The boys have been herded back inside and gotten to change
into their swim suits. Then with a slamming of screen doors
they’re back outside running towards the water.
I slip into my little basic black number with Pete watching
my every move but then
as I started to walk away I heard Pete make a gasping groaning
sound and then yelled, “Eric! That suit! It doesn’t
even cover your ass!”
He grabbed me and turned me around his hands running down
my back onto my butt. He sighed and calmed down a bit. “Eric,
the top of your butt is above the top of the suit. Didn’t
you ever notice that?”
“Pete, it’s a racing Speedo. Sometimes they fit
like that.” I’m pretty sure that I’m right
about that and anyway I do see that sometimes this is how they
“Where did you get this suit?” The implication
was that I had smuggled this suit into my collection of Pete
“Pete…you bought it. Don’t ya remember jerking
these outta the guys hand and telling him we’d take em?”
“Oh…I didn’t see it on you.” He’s
chewing on his thumb.
“Well, now you know how it’s supposed to look.” He
started tugging on the back of the suit trying to pull it up.
I swatted his hand away. “You’re giving me a wedgy!”
He looked at me earnestly. “Eric…just remember
those guys are out there.”
“You mean the twins?” He nodded yes. “Pete,
they’re just high school kids. Besides, Jase and David
and Sam can protect me.”
He sighed. “Okay…I’m just being insane.” He
pulled me in for a kiss. “I know that this is stupid
and I promise that I’ll try to do better.” Oh,
he slid his hand down the back of my suit. That can really
put things in motion!
I pushed away from him before this got outta hand. “Okay,
the kids have probably already been carried away by sharks.
Lemme go see if anybody survived.”
He laughed as I walked to the door. “There’s no
sharks here, Eric.” Yeah, right.
When I hit the beach the boys are gallumping thru the surf
and the Nielson twins have joined them. David and Sam are launching
Jase up into the air for him to come crashing down into the
water. He’s having a ball. I think of tossing a fish
to a great white shark that hurls himself into the air and
catches the unsuspecting little boy fish in his razor sharp
teeth. I force the thought away.
The Nielson twins are climbing all over each other one minute
and trying to dunk each other the next. One blond teenage god
climbs on the back of the other and seems to be, for a moment,
humping his brother’s back until the brother rolls sideways
and they both crash down into the water. Their yellow Speedo’s
are a little big for them and the water has plastered the fabric
to their bodies like a second skin and it’s pretty obvious
that both boys enjoy the skin to skin contact. Both David and
Sam are watching the older boys closely while trying to look
like they’re not. Jason is oblivious to the building
I slog thru the water over to where the boys are playing.
Jase sees me and yells, “Dad! Dad they’re throwing
me into the air!” David and Sam watch as he comes half
walking and half swimming over to me and I scoop him up while
I scan the sea for fins. Yeah, I know, whacko.
The Nielson twins are a tangle of arms and legs, as entwined,
they plunge beneath the surface of the water only to shoot
up again sputtering. I’m talking quietly to Jase while
I hold him but out of the corner of my eye I see the twins
look at me and become quiet, something that I’m pretty
sure is unusual for them. They both stand up straight and they
seem to be staring at me like I’m some form of life they’ve
never seen before and are unsure of. Something about their
behavior strikes me as odd and then I realize that for once
they’re not interacting with each other. Their shoulders
seem to become broader and their stomachs flatter and it almost
seems like they want to attack or something but I know that
that’s not it.
Whereas the water is up to Jase’s shoulders it’s
only up to the bottom of the twins suits and it laps against
their crowded crotches as they move towards me still uncertain
about what I am.
One twin points to the other and says to me, “He’s
The other twin points back and says, “He’s Gabriel.” This
back and forth way of talking seems to be what they do.
It seems weird to try and shake hands while I’m holding
Jase and nobody is really dressed so I just nod at them and
smile. “I’m Eric, Jase and David’s dad.”
“You’re their dad?” Adam sounds like he
doesn’t believe me.
“You don’t look..”
“old enough.” They’ve come closer and seem
to be relaxing and Adam casually rests his tanned elbow on
his brother’s tanned shoulder.
Adam says, “Do you like to swim,”
Gabriel finishes with, “in the ocean?” He gestures
towards the open sea. “We swim here all the time.”
“Yeah, if you don’t know how to swim we’d
be happy to help, you know, teach you.”
Adam points down the beach. “We live right over there,”
“and we’ve got Xbox.”
“We could show you our room.” They looked at each
other and grinned.
“Yeah, you’d really like our room!” Adam
had dropped his hand and was unconsciously cupping his crotch
and I was beginning to get nervous.
Then suddenly Pete’s voice pierced the air. “ERIC!!” I
jump and feel like I’ve been caught doing something wrong
but Pete is standing on the lawn with someone and waving me
back to the cottage. I hand Jase over to David.
“David, why don’t you guys come a little closer
to the shore so your brother isn’t all the way up to
his neck?” They had been standing there staring wide-eyed
at the twins while they were speaking and now it seemed like
they were coming out of a trance. He and Sam both stammered
that they would and moved in closer to the shore with the twins
Pete was talking to a bald guy wearing cargo shorts and a
tee shirt with a couple of cameras strung around his neck.
As I got closer he lifted a camera and took some pictures and
that felt odd, not bad, just odd. Pete was smiling.
“Eric, this is Ken Darlen, he’s a professional
photographer, he lives right down the beach. I held out my
hand and we shook. “Nice to meet you.” I point
at the camera. “Working?”
Pete started to say something but Ken got there first. “I
like to walk along the beach and shoot pics of whatever shows
up. I took a few of you, I hope you don’t mind.”
I couldn’t think of a reason to care and wasn’t
sure why he’d think that I would. “No…that’s
cool. The kids would be a more interesting subject though.”
Pete said, “Well, the thing is, Eric, Ken just told
me that he’d like to take a few shots of you, kinda posed.” Pete
looked like he’d been holding his breath and then he
exhaled. “Ken shoots a lotta big ad projects for the
I grinned. “Well, I’d just like to say that if
nudity is important to the story line I’d be more than
willing to do it.”
Pete started to sputter. “Eric!” Ken Darlen started
laughing. The boys were gathering around and the twins were
leaning forward like they didn’t want to miss anything.
Jase came over and looked up at me. “You gonna get your
picture taken without clothes on, Dad?” Pete sighed and
shook his head slowly.
I lifted Jase up and held him to my chest. “No you little
moppet!” Jase grinned held my face in his hands and then
kissed me. Yeah, outtta the blue but it’s a little boy
thing and my rule of thumb with Jase is that you don’t
I turned to Ken. “I really wouldn’t have a clue
as to what I was supposed to do.”
“Eric, you just need to be yourself and let me direct
you. What I really wanna see is whether or not what I see in
person translates to film, or in this case,” He laughed
and held up his camera, “electrons.”
I looked at Pete who seemed uncertain. I lifted my eyebrows
in a question. He shrugged and said, “I dunno, Eric.
When Ken mentioned it it just seemed like something cool to
do. But I dunno, whatever you think.”
I turned back to Ken and grinned. “This isn’t
gonna end up on the internet is it?” He shook his head
and mouthed the word, “No.”
“You’re not gonna try and get me to do weird stuff?”
“No, Eric, I just want to see how the camera feels about
you. The worst that can happen is that you’ll end up
with a bunch of pictures for the family album. But I don’t
think that’s gonna happen, I think that the camera is
gonna love you.”