An occasional series about an 18 year old dumb farmers son and his er rather large predicament. Suggestions to [email protected]
Docs plug
I was getting on jus’ fine wearing Docs butt plugs, the big one was strictly for weekends as it took ‘bout and hour to open me up enough for it to slip in and satisfy my urge, and the feeling of my ass snapping shut gripping it fair took my breath away.
Now as to their efficacy, well I’m not so sure, there’s still a deep seated itch someplace deep in me, sorta midway between my cock tip and my belly button. Doc says knowing that helps him to direct the spot with his trouser probe.
Anyways, doc says to insert one bung every day, and now the corn harvest is done gone it saves me scratching about gleaning for cobs that the rats n mice ain’t eaten.
Taking it out is the best though, I gotta bite the pillow to save me a moaning too loudly and I put a towel under me to soak up my spermatozoa as I’m likely to shoot as I exercise it out over the courses of an evening, I have to lie face down in my room straight after supper, feeling the tingles and spasms as my ring opens a little and snaps down hard.
I can wear my bibber over and no one would know I’d got a fist sized plug up my butt. Even Ma ain’t noticed, only when I wince and tear up if I sits down too quickly.
She quizzed me and I said I fell off the rope swing right on my ass, that’s all. Pa made an ouch look on his face. I don’t like lying to Ma though and felt bad all day.
Doc Van Deist told me to insert the big one before my next visit as he wanted to check the fitting as everyone’s anal cavity was as different as noses are, or peckers come to that. That makes sense, ain’t Gods world wonderful.
I had got up real early for Docs appointment and managed to insert the big one, it sure took a while, once I got it over the bulge my cornhole snapped around it so fast and hard I saw stars. I’m just pleased I didn’t shoot this time, I did suckle my salty sweet precum offa the towel though, don’t want Ma seeing my emissions.
I got into my bibber, Doc says to not bother with drawers, commando is jus’ fine. He’s a busy man I suppose and his time is valuable. Heck I’m only a bibber snap away from being butt nekkid, as one side is always a coming undone.
I don’t mind, I likes it actually as the wind hits my nipple and the cool breeze on my sweating skin makes me feel alive. Sometimes I jus unclip the other side and let the straps and bib fall revealing my naked upper. That’s always worth a flex ‘specially if I’m out in the field alone when I’ll let my pants fall and my erect phallus points up to the sky, it’s good to be alive n horny in Gods back yard.
Anyway, back to going to seeing Doc. I had the plug in and I’m driving the truck to Statford, these darn roads are so bumpy I almost shot my bolt as my ass rose and fell over each ridge.
I says hi to Benji as I see him leaving the surgery, he’s in a rush, ambling over to The Bakin’ Diner to use their rest room. I see his hand clutching his ass, he’ll most likely get some biscuits and gravy after he’s abluted. That’s what Ma says I should call ‘takin’ a dump’,
Heck Docs in his thin robe already, it billows open, his dong is hanging low, a strand of his cock juice looking like a spiders web. He’s recovering from testing Benji I expect. I still think that’s the biggest drawback to these tests, all that recovery time.
He asks me to strip, heck that’s easy. One clip and they’re off.
‘My that’s quite a predicament you have their son’
‘Why thanks Doc’ I say ‘I’m a martyr to it though’,
He wants to check that his oral cavity probe is calibrated before he starts the tests. That makes sense.
‘Go right ahead Doc. I can’t promise not to erjackerulate though’,
‘I’ll be fine son, don’t worry about it if you do, I can tell a lot about the state of health from a man’s emissions’,
‘I expec’ you can doc with all that learning, me I’m jus’ a dumb country farmeeeehr’,
He almost got me to shoot but stopped his tickling my cockrim just in time. Instead I coated his lips with my spewing cock honey. I saw his eyes glint as he licked my shiny gloss off his lips.
‘Perfect, thats 98.4. So Chris tell me how you’ve been getting along with the butt plug, I mean er anal cavity restraint?’,
‘Take a look Doc’,
I lie down on the bed on my front, I’m used to the routine now and any time I can save Doc the better. He’s got a waiting room full. I saw Adam Turner waiting, his eyes were teared up and his hands on his lap, covering or half covering his crotch, he must have same problem as me. He’s from the Turner estate, a real big outfit and looking at his bulge his dick is the same. I might have to go calling on him for er mutual support, something Doc mentioned might help out my itch.
Doc tugged at the plug, and I moaned.
‘Yes I see, its girth is rather unnatural, does it cause you any pain?’,
‘Not pain as such Doc, just tugging on it makes me shoot. I kinda likes it but apart from your appointments I only use it at weekends, it taking such a time to enter and twice as long to extract. Heck the last time I’d cum buckets, clean 5 times doc, I was exhausted, apologies for my crudeness’,
‘We’re all grown men here Chris, just say it as it is’,
‘Heck thanks Doc, Ma would beat me for using expressions of lust like that, it’s just that even after a day of it pushed in and me spunking my eggs dry, well if that darn ol itch comes right back, teasing me, almost laughing at me, even when I’m so exhausted that my er predicament wouldn’t perform till morning came’,
He tugged on my plug again, and how I groaned, he pushed down that huge lube pump and took a handful and smeared it between the plug and my cheeks, rotating his hands rhythmically around my cornhole. It felt mighty good.
‘I’ve had an idea Son, if you stand then I can ease your predicament at the same time I ease out the bung’,
I like the cut of his jib, efficiency, efficiency, efficiency.
‘You’re the doc, Pa always says ‘a man with a plan is worth a hog of suckling pigs’,
He smiled at that and knelt down, my cock sank into his mouth easily. I expect he had extra lessons at that their medical school.
My cock felt mighty good all warm n cosy in his mouth and his hands firm on my buttocks, pushing down the flesh to gets his fingers under the stopper and to my bunghole, it felt even better as he built up speed rotating his fingers around my most sensitive flesh. I couldn’t help but push in and out of his lips, I must’ve been resetting the reading in his oral cavity as Doc just nodded in approval as I rocked in and out.
’I’m getting mighty close Doc’,
I warns him as he pulled off,
‘98.4 Celsius’,
he said as he tugged on the butt plug, twisting it around my now relaxed and greased up pucker and out it popped, oh man that feeling just made me shoot, Doc enveloped my dick with his mouth and sucked away making me judder like a mule with a tick, as I filled his oral cavity.
I watched his eyes glaze over as he gulped down my man juice. His Adam’s apple rising and falling. I expect he don’t want me messing up his floor with my nocturnal emissions, even though its only 10 o’clock in the morning.
His own predicament had revived and is a turgid purple. He span me around and rammed his probe home,
‘Just some more readings I’ve got to take Chris‘,
he said in between his breaths as he ploughed my furrow. It felt jus’ like having Eddie back home from agericultural school.
My cock was swaying as his balls slapped me, he’s got a good rhythm going. He leant over me and fair collapsed on my back, good job I’m so broad I can take it.
I put my hands on my knees and supported Doc as I felt his drool run down my back and his hot face press against my back as he shouted ‘Sweet Jesus’ and pumped his spunk into me, soaking that itch o’ mine with his balm just fine.
‘I’ll ignore the blaspheming Doc, Ma won’t get to know, there’s some things a grown man has to keep from his Ma and I think this is one of ‘em’.
He rested a while, just moaning a low moan. I was stood hands on my knees supporting him for ages. I could feel his hands soft on my torso, rubbing up and down my abs and exciting my nips. It wasn’t long till I was hard as a rail again.
Then he gets up, wraps his cloak about him and starts typing up my notes, now that’s a real professernal sorta Doc, all those years of book learning I expec’.
‘I’d like you to see Doc Spangler and I together next month, he’s got a new therapy using anatomically accurate butt plugs, I mean anal cavity restraints. You’ll need to make sure you’re shaved below’,
‘Heck doc, who’m I gonna trust with a cut throat on my private’s?’,
‘Indeed Chris, indeed, it can be rather embarrassing and its outside of my skill set but here take this card and call Troy in Ames, for an appointment, he’ll make sure your clean and purty for Doc Spangler and I. Just say you want the Docs special and mention my name’, ‘oh and take the van, we don’t want Mr Trickett tiring you out on your journey do we?’,
I wondered how he knew but then I recalled Trickett an’ the Doc drinking in the Copperhead saloon on Shakespeare.
‘I will Doc Van Deist, anything else I can do meantime?’,
‘There is Chris, you might want to call on young Adam, I’m seeing him next, why not offer him some Christian mutual support, his farms big enough that you can find a hayloft or a quiet corner to ease his itch, if you get my drift. Or a sleepover might be better, but keep it to yourself, patient confidentiality and all that. I’ll give him your cellphone and he can text you’,
‘Thanks Doc’ I say, dressing. Feeling much relieved, the butt plug in my pocket.
Now time for some biscuits and gravy and a couple of Pride of Iowa cookies for after. Don’t tell Ma I prefer their gravy else she’ll whoop my behind, butt plug or no butt plug.
TBC
