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Chapter List
- 1-Just What the Doctor Ordered
- 1
Eh, just a
quick piece of humorous smut to pass the time. Seifer and Squall do a bit
of role play. Shameless PWP with a bit of humor, rated NC - 17 for language and graphic
sex and some very mild cross - dressing. Lol, hope this is amusing!
LOL,
Leon! What a lame alias...If he really wanted to ditch Rinoa, he could
have come up with something better than that.
Anyway, this is
the first part of a 2 - part "role - playing" story line, the second
being "Nurse Squall". Heh, coming soon to a theater near
you. ;-).

Just What the Doctor Ordered

"I need you, Doctor?
Do you think you can help me?"
Dr. Almasy grinned slyly as
he looked over the rim of his glasses at the slender, dark - haired young man
who was seated in the leather chair across from his desk. The doctor
cleared his throat and leaned back in his own chair, raising one golden eyebrow and
tapping his pen on the desk as he did so. From this vantage point he could
get a clear view of the youth's legs, and his
eyes narrowed at the sight of the patent - leather platform boots the young man was
wearing. The boy was clothed in nothing more than a short, black coat, one that barely came to his knees, and
when the youth crossed those long, luscious limbs, gracefully resting one knee
over the other, the action revealed every bit of a smooth thigh and just a hint
of a well - toned ass. The lecherous doctor felt his already engorged
manhood swell even further. After a long moment in which he simply stared at the
youth, at the fine skin, the tight body, and those gorgeous legs, Dr. Almasy cleared his throat and leaned forward in his chair, his
face taking on a level of grave seriousness.
"What seems to be the
matter...Mr...?" he began.
"Leon." the youth
answered swiftly, smiling sweetly after he did so.
The doctor smirked. "What
seems to be the problem...Leon?" he said, emphasizing the youth's name.
Leon stared at the doctor and
licked his lush lips, his crystal
- blue eyes shining brightly beneath lowered lids. One of his hands went to his throat, and he moved
pale fingers over the hint of flesh that was visible just above the collar of
his coat. He moaned softly as his fingers brushed lightly over the
smooth skin. His fingers then slid downward, a
movement that caused the front of his jacket to open slightly, revealing a well - toned chest and
two tiny nipples.
When his fingers came in contact with one of hardened buds, he closed his eyes
and gasped. He
pulled at the reddened nub, which caused his body to tremble. He squirmed slightly in the chair and another soft moan escaped his
lips. Dr. Almasy stared intently at the youth, at the little nipples and the smooth
skin, the beautiful lips and the tousled, sable - colored hair, a ravenous gleam in his
eyes. He knew what ailed the boy, and he was more than ready to supply the
cure.
"I - I feel so..." Leon
began.
"Yes?" the doctor
hissed in a
low, lust - filled voice as he watched the boy's fingers toy with one
nipple.
"I feel so...HOT. Like
I'm on fire. Hyne, can you help me, Doctor? Can you do anything for
me?" Leon breathed before licking
his lips once more. He watched Dr. Almasy intently, his eyes dark and full
of fire.
Dr. Almasy nodded.
"Of course I can help you, Leon." he said before smiling wickedly at
the pretty youth. "It's a good thing you came to me when you
did. It may have been far too late otherwise."
Leon's eyes widened with
something like fear and he gasped, moving the hand that was at his chest over
his mouth. "Oh Dear! Oh no! Well, Doctor...what do you recommend?" he
asked in a very dramatic way, fear, concern, and...lust quite apparent in his
voice.
Dr. Almasy smiled and leaned
back in his chair. "I recommend a full and detailed...probe into
these
matters. Nothing less than a thorough examination will suffice.
We'll approach the problem from every angle, and I don't doubt that we'll manage
to...come up with some sort of solution."
"Will it hurt, Doctor?"
Leon asked breathily, a childlike quality coming to his voice.
"I'll try to be
gentle." Dr. Almasy responded, before his lecherous grin grew even
wider. "Now, if you would just accompany me into the examination
room."
"Oh, yes. Of course,
Doctor." Leon
responded.
Dr. Almasy stood up and
grabbed a folder from the desk. Leon also stood up. Smiling innocently at Dr. Almasy,
Leon waited patiently for the man to collect several more folders from the desk. At
the doctor's instruction, Leon followed the larger man toward a somewhat spacious room,
located at the farthest side of the large office. The doctor opened the door
to the examination room and
waited for Leon to enter. He followed Leon inside, then closed
the door behind them.
"Should I take off my
clothes?" Leon asked once they were inside of the room.
"Oh yes." Dr. Almasy
responded. "I wouldn't be able to do a proper examination
otherwise."
Dr. Almasy then sat down
on the black stool that had been placed right beside the lone examination table in the
white room. He
opened one of the folders, but barely looked at the various papers and charts
that had been placed inside. He watched, a hungry
look in his eyes, as Leon removed the black coat. The youth was completely naked, not
a stitch of clothing on the sumptuous body except for the patent - leather platform boots
which hugged every curve of the youth's slim, but muscular, legs. Leon tossed the coat aside then sat down on the examination
table, legs open, his erect cock and the blush - colored sac of his balls eye - level
with Dr. Almasy. The youth smiled slightly, then leaned back, his palms
flat on the table behind his body, arms stretched out, his feet dangling
over the floor. Doctor Almasy cleared his throat and tossed the folder in
his hands aside. He turned slightly on the rolling stool and pulled two
latex gloves from a box that was resting upon a nearby counter. He then
turned back to Leon and made a great show of putting on the gloves. Leon
jumped slightly at the loud snapping sound that echoed throughout the room when
the last glove went on. The doctor and patient's eyes met then, green
searing into blue, and Leon's breathing began to quicken and grow heavy, his
body trembling as the Doctor inched forward on the stool.
Dr. Almasy grabbed hold of the
boy's legs and placed one elegant limb over each shoulder, the youth's knees
coming to rest upon the doctor's broad shoulders, and the heels of his patent
- leather boots resting against Dr. Almasy's back. The doctor removed his black,
horn - rimmed glasses and tossed them aside. He then moved forward to examine the youth's leaking
cock more closely. After a brief inspection, Dr. Almasy took the boy's cock
in a gloved hand and began to message the stiff organ with slow, languid strokes
of his tightly closed fist. Leon moaned and the boy's head fell toward one of
his shoulders, locks of chocolaty hair falling over his flushed face. The boy moaned
and groaned softly as he watched the doctor's hand move back and forth over the length
of his cock, but Dr. Almasy was not overly concerned since the distressed sounds
were a common effect during such an examination. Despite the patient's
cries, the doctor continued to work the stiff column of flesh with his hand, his
fingers gripping the arousal tightly, his gloved hand exploring every inch of
the boy's member. Soon enough, thick drops of pre -
ejaculation fluid spilled out of the boy, over the doctor's glove, and onto the examination
table.
"Oh, Doctor!
Please!" Leon cried.
"Hmmmmmm....it's inconclusive. I dare say I'll need to do a few more
tests." Dr. Almasy replied, his voice sounding a lot like some lecherous
old man's. "Now move forward."
Leon looked down at him and
nodded slowly. The youth scooted forward, his lean and limber body taking on the
new position with ease. The doctor leaned forward again and licked the tip of the
youth's twitching organ, the man taking a taste of the bittersweet fluid that
had amassed on the swollen head and dribbled down the sides of the boy's
cock. When the doctor's tongue brushed over the tender flesh, Leon shuddered and
gasped, the youth's hips bucking
slightly as he squirmed on the table. The doctor then took the entire
length into his hot mouth and sucked the boy's cock vigorously, his strong jaws drawing
the flesh in, creating a powerful vacuum around the throbbing column. He sucked
the boy's cock for several long minutes - Leon breathless and virtually near tears during the
entire examination - and after
more drops of the boy's essence slid down his throat, the doctor released the youth, making Leon whine in
displeasure. Dr. Almasy promptly licked the remains of the fluid from the boy's cock,
then proceeded to lick the drops that had spilled onto the boy's scrotum. That
part of the examination completed, Dr. Almasy then licked the fluid from his
lips before leaning back and looking up into the youth's reddened face.
"It's quite clear what the
problem is." Dr. Almasy stated in a very grave, no - nonsense sort of
voice. "It's a shame too, and to be so young."
Leon gasped. "W - what
is it doctor?" he managed, though he could barely speak. "Will we d -
do more tests?"
The doctor smirked. "All
you need now is a cure. You've got a bad case of...Letme - Bangu Syndrome,
also known as Cock Withdrawal. Something like this requires extra care." Dr. Almasy said.
"Doctor...please...help
me..." Leon gasped.
"I can
think of only one remedy for something like this." the doctor replied in a rough voice.
"Oh, yes, Doctor, yes..."
Leon gasped. "Oh, please. Please...help me, I need relief...I need it
bad. Doctor help me!"
"Not to worry. I'm going to take good care
of you, Leon." Dr. Almasy replied, his voice wicked and sensual, yet somehow
overly filled with concern. "The cure will be rather
invasive, but I'll have to probe deeply if we want to take care of this
problem."
Leon nodded and licked his
lips.
The doctor then placed a large hand on
Leon's taut belly and pushed the boy back, somewhat
roughly, so that the youth's back, and the back of the youth's head, came to rest against
the cool wall behind him. Leon gasped at the rough treatment, but didn't
consider for a moment moving out of his new position. Dr. Almasy lifted the boy's legs from where they had been
perched upon his shoulders. He pushed them back so they were propped up on the
examination table, the bent limbs opened and spread wide, the heels of the
youth's boots
planted firmly upon the cushioned table. When the boy's pink hole was open
before him, Doctor Almasy cleared his
throat and hastily got
up from the chair, the stool shooting backward and crashing against the wall
behind him as
he did so. He turned - his white lab coat flying out behind him - and
quickly rummaged through the contents on a nearby counter until he found exactly
what he was searching for. He snatched a thermometer from the counter,
then grabbed a large tin canister that had been placed beside a jar of
cotton balls. He quickly turned back around to face Leon once more and
found the boy writhing on the table, the youth's hands roaming all over his body,
his fingers moving deftly over the muscular chest, the tight stomach,
then downward to fondle the hard flesh between his spread legs. It was
worse than the doctor thought. The disease had progressed further than he
had originally believed; the boy could barely contain himself. If the
youth wasn't fucked...cured...soon, there was no telling what the consequences
would be.
"You've got it bad."
Dr. Almasy said gravely. "Now stop touching yourself, you little
slut."
"But - " Leon began.
Dr. Almasy cut him off.
"Stop touching yourself. Doctor's Orders." he said roughly.
Leon whined but moved his hands
away from his cock and back up to his chest to toy with his nipples, the two
dark buds now bruised and swollen. "Please...doctor...please..." he begged before moaning
and closing his eyes, his back arching slightly.
Dr. Almasy simply smirked and
shook his head as he approached the youth, the thermometer in one hand, and the
small canister in the other. He placed both on the examination table and
looked down at the squirming boy. Leon looked up at the doctor through
heavy lids, licking his lips and continuing to toy with his nipples as his blue
eyes locked into the green eyes of the physician. He spread his legs wider
and Dr. Almasy grinned. "They never want to follow the Doctor's
orders. They always think they know what's good for them. Only I
know what's good for you, Leon. Only I know what can cure you." he said
in a tone that left no room for argument.
"Only you..." Leon breathed, repeating the words over and over as he closed his
eyes and continued to toy with his aching nipples.
"Please...Only you..." he whispered.
"ONLY ME."
Dr. Almasy said with such possessiveness that it drew
another soft moan from the youth's lips.
"Only you..." Leon repeated, before moaning once more, a fretful, desperate sound.
Dr. Almasy grinned.
"I'll need to monitor your temperature during the entire treatment."
he said, stressing that last syllable.
The doctor reached for the thermometer with
one hand and grabbed Leon's cock with the other, and Leon watched intently, his feverish
blue eyes
wide. Dr. Almasy slid the thermometer into the boy's urethra, inching the
cold metal into the tiny hole with skilled precision. Leon closed his eyes
and moaned loudly, his legs instinctively spreading wider as the cool object
slid deeper into the small duct. The boy's body began to tremble, and it
seemed that every muscle in the youth's form was pulled taut. Dr. Almasy
grinned, highly pleased by the youth's reaction. The boy had a delicate
condition, but he was responding extremely well to the treatment. Dr.
Almasy watched closely as Leon's breathing quickened, indeed, he watched with great
intensity and noted every minor change in the boy's body. As the
thermometer slid deeper into the boy's cock, the youth moaned in desperation,
his eyes pleading with the handsome young doctor. Dr. Almasy smirked and
released the boy's erection, momentarily ending the blessed torture. He opened the tin canister resting on the table
and dipped a glove hand into the cool mixture contained inside of the small
tin. He scooped out a large portion of the clear gel, then placed his
other hand at the juncture between one of the boy's thighs and torso.
The doctor placed the fingers slick with the curative potion at the hole beneath the
boy's cock, and Leon gasped, turning his head to one shoulder, his cheek pressing
against the wall.
"Ai! Doctor!" he
cried.
"Hmmmmmmmm. Fuck."
Dr. Almasy growled. "Much tighter than I had expected. This
certainly won't be easy."
With some effort, the doctor
managed to slip two fingers past the tight ring of
muscle and into the searing depths beyond. The boy's passage immediately tightened around his
fingers, and the doctor's cock twitched violently in response, the massive organ straining
against the fabric at the front of his slacks. He gripped the boy's hip
tighter as he began to slide his fingers in and out of the tight hole.
The long fingers spread and stretched the resistant opening, saturating Leon's
passage with the cooling cream. With his other hand, Dr. Almasy pulled the
youth's body closer to the edge of the table, and soon Leon was completely on
his back, legs spread and raised so far back his knees were virtually against
the table. The doctor smirked, his eyes dark with lust as he continued to
plunder the youth's hole, his fingers pressing hard against the sensitive flesh of
the boy's passage. The doctor was, of course, certain to do a very thorough examination of the boy's
prostate, his investigation relentless as he applied continual pressure to the
sensitive area. The reaction was as expected. Leon screamed out in
unbridled joy, and his body shook violently as Dr. Almasy's fingers
ravished the tender spot. Leon began to move his hips vigorously,
desperate to meet every thrust of the doctor's fingers, and when the thick
digits slid even deeper into the brunet's passage, probing even further, Leon
moaned long and loud, his back straining up from the table.
"How do you feel,
Leon? Any better?" Dr. Almasy asked, his voice holding the barest
hint of amusement, but a far more obvious amount of lust.
"It's not e - enough!" Leon wailed.
"Please...Doctor...Please!" he gasped as he gripped the doctor's arms
tightly.
Dr. Almasy smirked. "We
have other ways of dealing with this problem." he said.
"Please, Doctor!" Leon
cried before moaning again, the boy watching through tear - filled eyes as the
doctor's fingers continued to slide in and out of his body.
"You'll need my cock deep
inside of you, Leon." Dr. Almasy said in a soothing, somewhat reassuring
voice.
"It's the only way to ensure a full recovery."
Leon clutched at Dr. Almasy's lab
coat and nodded. "Please...I - I need you to make it all better." he
gasped, utterly breathless.
Dr. Almasy nearly ripped apart
his belt in his hurry to remove it and open his black slacks. Seconds
later, his cock was finally free of the confining material, his pants now
resting around his ankles on the tiled floor. The treatment was going far
better than Dr. Almasy could have ever hoped, but there was still more to be
done if he was to be certain the youth made a complete recovery. The
doctor leaned over the writhing youth, placing one hand carefully beside Leon's
shaggy head, his palm resting flat on the examination table. The boy's hot
body was squirming beneath him, every fiber of the young man anticipating what was to
come. The youth was breathing heavily in his ear and the scent of the boy
was filling his nose, driving all of his senses wild. Dr. Almasy swallowed
hard, and it was all he could do to remain civilized. This was a very
delicate matter, and he had to proceed cautiously. He grabbed his thick
cock in hand and pressed the tip of the organ against the boy's slick
hole. Leon moaned and spread his legs wider, his hips gyrating as he did
so, a clear invitation for the doctor to move on to the next stage of the
procedure. Dr. Almasy carefully guided the head of his cock past the tight
ring of the boy's opening and into the magnificent warmth of the boy's
passage.
"Ah, fuck..FUCK."
Dr. Almasy hissed through clenched teeth as Leon's passageway constricted around
his rod. The boy's insides quivered violently as the doctor forced his cock
further into the slick heat, and the blond man groaned loudly as the tightness
totally engulfed him.
"FUCK." Dr. Almasy
hissed once more.
"More..I need more..."
Leon gasped as he clutched at the doctor's white coat.
The doctor leaned down and took
the boy's lips with his own in an effort to silence the youth, his mind needing
to focus entirely on the place where his flesh impaled the boy's rear. He
pushed further into the blessed tightness, filling the youth slowly, inch by
inch, and Leon moaned loudly, breaking the kiss when his neck arched
backward. Dr. Almasy grinned lecherously and pushed even further into the
youth's asshole, the man reveling in the utter delight on the boy's smiling
face, and when Leon wailed at full volume, his neck arching once more, Dr. Almasy was
more than pleased with the result. The doctor lifted his body from
over the youth's own, and looked down to where their bodies were joined,
watching with wild eyes as the boy's hole stretched further to accommodate
him. When his erection was finally buried completely within the
boy's tender backside, the doctor inhaled deeply and groaned.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh....FUCK.
Fucking Hyne." the doctor growled, eyes closed and a broad smile crossing
face. He drew his cock slowly out of the youth, reveling in the feeling of
friction caused by the boy's channel, then quickly thrust
forward, burying himself fully once more.
Leon wailed.
"Yessssss! Hmmmmmmmmm, yes, oh Doctor, oh yes, that's just what I
needed!" the youth cried, then he laughed breathlessly, the sound quickly
turning into a chorus of moans and other sordid sounds that would have made even
the hardest of whores blush.
Dr. Almasy acted swiftly before
he could lose the youth. He placed his large hands on the boy's hips, then
began to move, pounding his cock into the youth's moistened entry. Leon moaned
and cried out wildly as the enormous arousal slid in and out of him, the man's
cock ravaging the walls of his opening. Leon's passage shivered arothe the
doctor's cock as the hard organ pulsated within him, his body milking the solid
column of flesh. As the man's cock continued to smash into him, Leon gasped and moaned, a choked whimper escaping his lips with every powerful
thrust.
Soon enough the rules of the game
seemed to fall away, and Seifer and Squall were both lost in the intense, overwhelming
ecstasy, the all - consuming inferno, that was typical of their love -
making. Seifer continued to plunder his lover's body, and Squall moaned
and cried out in pure joy with every blessed stab of his husband's throbbing,
magnificent cock. The sensation of filling his lover so comply, ly, the
realization of how much joy this caused his lover, made Seifer's head spin, and
when Squall began to beg him for more, the brunet spreading and lifting his legs
even more so that no part of Seifer would be denied, Seifer nearly sank to his knees the thrill
he felt was so great. The two looked into each other's eyes as the
feelings between them grew even more intense, as their body's took from and gave
to one another, their souls uniting through this act as completely as the flesh
of their bodies. Squall's beautiful blue
eyes pleaded for release, and Seifer removed the thermometer from Squall's
cock, tossing the object on the floor. The result was immediate, and all
of the passion that had built up within Squall flowed out of him like water
does from a burst dam. Squall wailed loudly, a sound that was a mixture of
extreme joy and extreme relief, and he arched upward from the table as a wash of
come sprayed from his cock to splatter his thighs and Seifer's
stomach. Seifer groaned loudly, then gasped, when Squall's hole tightened
like a vice, and his head went back, his eyes closing tightly, his neck
straining, as a powerful spike of pleasure exploded in his head, heating his
brain and shattering his senses. He grabbed the edges of the table in a
bone - crushing grip and roared a string of foul curses at the young man beneath
him as his essence spilled from his cock to inundate Squall's passage with a
flood of hot liquid.
The orgasm seemed to linger forever, but that was hardly long enough. When it was done, Seifer groaned
loudly and collapsed on top of Squall in a boneless mass, his face coming to
rest on Squall's heaving chest, his cock still buried completely in the brunet's
body. Squall laughed lightly, a breathy sound, and clutched his lover to
him tightly. They held each other for several moments, each unwilling to
move out of the other's arms, each of them unwilling to let go of the euphoria
that had curled around their minds. When Seifer managed to regain some of
his senses, his lips sought Squall's, and the two young men kissed each other passionately,
their tongues sliding deliciously together. Seifer squeezed Squall's hip in a tight
grip, and the brunet sighed as he wrapped his legs about Seifer's waist. A
second later Seifer let go with a whooping sound and pulled Squall up from the table.
Seifer spun around, the brunet
still in his arms, long legs still wrapped around his waist, Squall
laughing the entire time. Soon enough, Seifer came to a stop and kissed Squall again, then the two just stared at each other.
"Hmmmmmmm, Thank You,
Doctor. I feel soooooo much better now." Squall said, before a wide smile
spread across his face. "But..Letme - Bangu Syndrome?"
Seifer laughed. "It's
all I could come up with." he said.
Squall looked Heavenward and then
laughed.
Seifer smirked. "Ah,
but Hyne, Squall, that was
fucking intense." He leaned forward to kiss Squall again.
Squall sighed into the kiss and
held Seifer tightly. "Hmmmmmm, I really, really enjoyed that.
Every minute of it. I like these roll - playing games." he said.
Seifer grinned. "What
did I tell you, Leonhart? A little imagination goes a long way.&quhe
he
said.
"Imagine that." Squall
said.
Seifer smirked.
"Imagine that." he agreed, his voice low. He moved to take a
taste of Squall's lips once more.
Squall laughed and avoided the
kiss. "Put me down." he said.
Seifer whined. "I
don't wanna." he said.
"Put me down before Dr
Kadowaki comes in and sees us like this. It will be time for her to open
shop soon." he said.
"I don't care if she sees
us. Besides, you're the Headmaster. You can do whatever the fuck you
want." Seifer said, his eyes focused on Squall's luscious
lips.
"True, but I rather not have
the Doctor walk in and see me wearing a pair of patent - leather platform boots.
That couldn't be very good for my image." Squall said.
Seifer grinned.
"And three red leather belts are?" he said.
"Put me down, Almasy."
Squall said dryly.
Seifer whined again, but he
released the brunet, and Squall dropped gracefully to his feet, the heels of his
sexy boots making a click - click - clicking sound as they hit the floor. Squall
smiled coyly at Seifer, then turned to grab one of several towels that were
lying on a nearby shelf. He wiped his body down quickly, then threw the
towel at Seifer. Squall then turned to grab the coat he'd discarded during
their little game. Seifer wiped himself down with the towel, then pulled
up his pants, watching
Squall's ass as he did so. He couldn't help the smirk that twisted his
lips as he continued to watch his rather care - free lover. Squall had
certainly changed a great deal since their early days at Garden, but then, so
had he, and now he couldn't even imagine what his life would be like without
Squall. Squall was everything he needed, everything he had ever needed,
and they were just so good for each other. Damn good for each other. A lop - sided grin came to his face, and for
just a moment, a split second, his intense love for Squall overwhelmed him,
he
he thought about how just a few years ago, he had virtually lost his will to
live. Finally getting the chance to be with Squall had changed all
that. Everything about Squall was like a healing balm for his
heart, his mind, and his soul. Squall had brought him
back from the dead and given him the life he had always longed for. Seifer
slid over to Squall, swift as lightening, and wrapped his arms
tightly around the brunet's slim waist, drawing a cry of surprise from the
man. Seifer simply pulled Squall closer to him, holding the smaller man close, burying
his face in Squall's wonderful smelling hair.
"Hmmmmmmmmmm. Just what the Doctor
ordered." Seifer said, sighing heavily like a love - sick school boy as he
whispered the words into Squall's ear.
Squall uttered a sound of
annoyance and sighed in exasperation, but he couldn't help the smile on his
face. "Let me go, Seifer. You have to help me clean this up." he said loudly.
Seifer sighed and smiled. "You
know Squall, one good fuck a day will keep the doctor away." he said.

Completed and
Revised Jan
2004
LOL. Heh,
silly. I had fun with this bit of smut though, can't you tell? LOL,
ah well hope you liked, and I hope it wasn't too over - the - top. I may
post this one at FFnet, but haven't decided about that yet. I'd just be
asking for trouble. Thanks guys for visiting, and I hope to have another update
soon.
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