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Sweet Discovery	By : dianetaylor Category: Final Fantasy X > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1879 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy X or the characters. I do not make any money off this piece.

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A/N: I wrote this in response to a prompt on LJ's Spring Kinkfest. Thank you, prompter!

Tidus had never done this before. Doing it felt natural, but feeling it felt foreign. All things considered, he couldn’t get around how amazing it felt. He was shocked at his body’s ability to respond like this and couldn’t help staring down at his slowly reddening, slowly stiffening member in his hand. Why have I waited so long to do this? He silently asked himself. His hips and legs wriggled when he squeezed a little tighter.
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It was the season for physicals at his junior high school and everyone was required to have one. Tidus noticed that the girls had been separated out from the boys into an entirely separate room – something that had not happened in past school years.
“Strip down to your boxers only, please,” a nurse had instructed Tidus and his group. He felt butterflies in his stomach when he pictured himself being practically naked. It was a new addition to the school physicals he had received.
The first three boys were taken behind a curtain while the others and Tidus were instructed to stay seated on the cold, hard bench. The other boys sat sufficiently still, cowed by their vulnerable states, but Tidus couldn’t sit still. He never could sit still for long.
The fact that he heard weird things being said behind the curtain sparked his interest.
“This may be cold and uncomfortable, but it won’t be that way for long,” said a female voice.
“Deep breath for me,” the voice said a short while later.
Deep breath and bear down,” she said after a few moments.
Huh? Tidus thought. This didn’t sound like anything he had ever heard during previous school physicals.
He didn’t hear any crying – that was good. That meant no shots. The world could do without shots.
He rocked back and forth, bounced his feet, and wriggled on the bench until the other boys shushed him and told him to be still. Tidus stuck his tongue out as far as it could go behind their backs.
His curiosity at what was going on behind the curtain consumed him.
The other boys had discovered a game of Battleship and went at it like they were in a real battle. Tidus saw his chance. He crept away from the bench and to the other side of the curtain, where an empty hospital bed sat. As quietly as he could, he crawled onto the bed. He cringed when the bed made a short squeak, but nobody came roaring out at him, like his vivid young mind imagined.
The bed was positioned close to the curtain, which wasn’t quite touching the wall. Tidus reached out and slooowly pushed the curtain to the side a little more. He could see a boy’s head, the one closest to him. The boy was lying on his back and his face was flushed pink, his eyes being squeezed shut. He looked further down the boy’s body and saw that he was naked and his fists were clenched tightly. Then his eyes caught something else.
Why is his ding-dong so tall? Tidus wondered.
It bobbed and bowed and was quite red. I’ll bet it’s got stage fright! He mentally laughed at his lame joke. However, his curiosity trebled when the boy softly whimpered and his body became tauter.
What’s going on? Tidus thought. He leaned forward over the head of the bed and saw.
The boy’s feet were in stirrups on the end of the exam table. The lady doctor Tidus heard speak earlier was looking and doing…something…between the boy’s legs.
“Bear down,” the doctor murmured. She removed her gloved fingers from that place between his legs. It suddenly hit Tidus what he was seeing and his jaw dropped. If he had felt safe gasping, he would have sucked the oxygen out of the room in one breath.
EWWWW! Tidus mentally howled. Is that what’s going to happen to all of us?!
The doctor stripped off her gloves and threw them away. Gently, as if she didn’t want to break him, she covered the boy and his erection with a towel. Wheeling her tray of instruments to the other side of the curtain, she spoke. “You boys may go – see you all next year, if you stay healthy.” She had a sweet smile that reached her eyes and she carelessly flipped her doe-brown ponytail over her shoulder.
She’s pretty, Tidus thought.
The three boys shuffled out from behind the curtain and the one who had a “tall ding-dong” walked as though he had been riding a Chocobo for too long. The doctor leaned down, touched his shoulder and whispered a few words. The boy nodded and broke into a mad dash out of the room.
What’s gotten into him? Tidus wondered. Why was she talking to him?
“The next three boys – come on back,” the doctor called with her musical voice and three new, slightly frightened faces appeared. She shot them a comforting smile before she gave them instructions.
“Sit on your tables and wait for your turn. After your turn, you can get dressed.”
She got to work on the first boy and started the routine to which Tidus had long since become acquainted. Thermometer in mouth, look in ears, mouth, nose, eyes, heart-listener-thingy on front of chest and on back, take deep breath and make sure the knees kick like they should.
“Can you remove your underwear for me?” The doctor said. Tidus’s heart jumped up into his throat.
While the boy slipped off his boxers, the doctor helped his heels into the stirrups. Tidus leaned over the end of the hospital bed to get a better angle. He watched the doctor touch the inside of the boy’s legs and then examine his penis with her gloved hands.
“Turn your head and cough for me,” she said. The boy obeyed.
What? Why? Tidus thought. But he doesn’t have a tall ding-dong. Maybe that other boy was sick? He thought a little longer.
Maybe that’s why she whispered to him – because he has to go get a shot! Tidus’s mind reeled and his stomach turned at the word “shot.”
When the doctor spoke again, she slipped a finger inside the boy’s body and slowly twisted her finger around inside. Tidus suddenly felt himself start to become stiff, but he paid it no mind. That happened every once in a while and it always went away after a few moments.
The boy’s turn was done and the doctor moved onto the next boy. She used the same routine, but when she touched the boy, she seemed to meet with resistance. Tidus heard her say, “Can you relax for me?” and then her finger got inside. Tidus felt his pants tighten further, but he continued to ignore it.
When she moved onto the next boy, Tidus’s stiffening penis became even worse. It’s never been like this before, Tidus thought with a tinge of desperation. Why doesn’t it go away? He reached a hand down to his crotch while keeping his eyes glued to the boy being examined and the movement of the doctor’s hands.
He touched the bulge in his pants and squeezed to try and relieve the building pressure. The delightful sensation that flooded him made his entire body shiver and tremble. He stopped squeezing and the stiffening actually became worse. He held himself again, but the bulge became taller, like the first boy’s penis.
Oh, no, Tidus thought with his stomach fluttering. What do I do?
He reached inside his pants and underwear. His penis was hot and hard: as soon as Tidus’s fingers touched the skin of his erection, his panic grew a few notches.
I’m sick, he thought. I'm sick just like that other boy!
His pants were becoming painful to wear, so he unbuttoned and unzipped them, trying to smother his panic.
The boys were done with their examinations and the doctor dismissed them. They left the curtained area and the doctor ushered in three new boys: two were ones Tidus had never seen before, but the third was Zander. The doctor laid Zander down on the table next to Tidus’s concealed bed.
Zander and he knew each other quite well. They had been playmates since kindergarten and their mothers had often gotten together for play dates for the two.
Was Zander going to be sick, too, like Tidus and that other boy were? Tidus’s overactive imagination filled his brain with horrifying images, each more terrible than the last.
The first two boys received their examinations, then the doctor moved onto Zander.
Zander was clearly trembling and the doctor offered to get Zander a blanket. He nodded his head,and she covered him with a thick one. She conducted her regular examination from underneath the blanket, and then lifted it above the boy’s hips to look at his penis. To Tidus’s surprise, Zander clapped his hands over his penis. The doctor gently took his hands away and proceeded to examine Zander.
Tidus couldn’t take anymore of his growing erection. Something had to give, he just couldn’t think of how to make it give.
As he watched the doctor look into the tip of Zander’s penis, feel the shaft, feel his balls and ask Zander to cough and then cough again, Tidus experimentally gripped his shaft and slid his hand down it – the reward was unbelievable. Sensation pooled in groin; his toes curled, his thighs tightened and trembled and he began breathing through his mouth.
The doctor squeezed some lubricant onto her finger and introduced her finger into Zander’s posterior. When he whimpered, Tidus stroked faster. He could feel something building in his entire body, it would come crashing into him in moments, he couldn’t get away until the wave had washed over him. He was drowning in the sensations – he had never been so frightened before.
The doctor withdrew her finger and Tidus came for the first time in his young life, white sticky stuff spilling into his palm and through his fingers. He kept rubbing long past, trying to feel another climax, but his body had decided that one was enough for the day. He slumped back onto the hospital bed and breathed heavily, gazing at his dripping hand in bewilderment. He stuck the tip of his tongue out, tasted it, and promptly wiped his tongue on the bed sheet. Nasty taste, Tidus thought.
He barely managed sitting up when he heard his name called.
Tidus shivered and slipped his boxers back on. He would have to ask the doctor about “being sick” – perhaps she could give him a pill, rather than a shot.
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