Confidentiality
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				Title: <strong>Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 17:11:38</strong>
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				"Look, kid..." His step-father sighed, resting a hand on top of his head, "It's not that we don't love you. But your momma and I gotta do our own thing, now. If I ever want to be a photographer, I need to be able to travel. And you gotta be tired of your momma crying over you. We're gonna leave you here and you're gonna get the treatment that you need. Okay, kiddo?"<br><br>Dorian looked down, nodding slightly, peering up through his lashes at the hospital before them. He hated his step-father and wanted to shove the man away from him, but his mother was watching. She cut a rather tragic figure for herself, with a slight frame and big doe eyes. She teared up, sending her baby away, whole frame shaking slightly. She said that she'd faint if she had to walk him into the hospital, that she'd second-guess her decision. <br><br>Dorian kept his eyes trained on the ground. "Kiddo, let's go in." <br><br>At seventeen, he wasn't a kid, but he felt like he'd throw up if he opened his mouth. The hospital was huge and sprawling, stretching out for hundreds of yards over two acres of green fields, ringed by forests, as though the hospital was in its own world. When they entered the building, Dorian pulled away from the man, looking up at his step-father. "I'll walk myself. Have fun with mom. Take care of her." <br><br>John, his stepfather, wouldn't hear of it. He walked the boy to the check-in and signed the papers, signing him to his doctor's care, and only left him when he was completely signed over to the care of his doctor. Dorian wouldn't look at the man as he left, trying to steady his breathing. He had been named after, jokingly, Dorian Gray. When he was born&nbsp; he had had that same pale golden hair and soft grey eyes, and his mother thought that he seemed to be a foppish baby. <br><br>As he had grown, his looks had changed a bit, hair darkening to a rich, burnished gold laced with faint strands of copper, eyes a soft dove grey. His lashes he had gotten from his father...long and black, romantic looking, lending a softness to his already delicate, highly-angled body. A nurse took his bag and searched it, telling him to slip into a change of clothes. He slid his long legs into white, tight jeans, and tucked in a blue button-down. He was led down the hall to meet his doctor, and the nurse wrote out his symptoms; night terrors, anxiety attacks, irrational fear of being abandoned. <br><br>He sat in a chair, alone in the doctor's office, eyes shut to try and calm down his racing heart. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 14:56:38</strong>
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				A tall man entered the office. He had a labcoat on, but it was unbuttoned, revealing his suit underneath. The suit was of the expensive kind. He was broadshouldered, but lean. His attractive face was square-cut with dark hair combed back; exposing the fact that it was receding just very slightly. He had arched eyebrows, dark over deep green eyes. He was carrying a clip-board, which he barely looked up from until he was standing right in front of the boy.<br><br>He offered his hand, his shake would undoubtably be quite firm. "Dorian? I'm Dr. Howard. Pleased to meet you." His eyes locked on the boy's features now. Slight lines appeared at the corners of his eyes where his smile originated.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 22:37:51</strong>
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				"Hi," Dorian said, rather shyly. He looked down at his lap momentarily, uncertain now that he didn't have his family around him, just starting to realize that the hospital now had completely control over him. Without looking up, he returned the handshake, his own hand extremely soft and the grip just short of limp. He was scared, and looked up in time to see the copper colored, old car he had came to the hospital in take a turn, and completely leave the hospital grounds. He looked up, then, at the doctor standing in front of him. <br><br>The man was handsome, with pleasant eyes and a nice enough smile and he was quite broad-shouldered, a fact that made Dorian look down again. He hardly wanted to find his doctor attractive. He wanted to pretend that he wasn't in the hospital. <br><br>"So...what are you going to do, now? Put me on medicines? In a straight jacket?"<br><br>He had only the faintest idea of what life in an asylum would be like, most of his ideas sprouting from things that he had seen on the television. Or in horror movies. He let his soft blonde hair fall in front of his eyes, "Oh, and...uh..." He flushed, realizing he was being rude, "It's nice to meet you, too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 13:58:53</strong>
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				Dr. Howard stood holding Dorian's hand in his, folding his other hand over it as well. "Medicines, might definently be an option. Straight jackets...not unless you make it necessary for us to put you in one. You do realize that a lot of challenges that people have, are the result of rather simple chemical imbalances in their bodies. There are certain types of depression that can be easily cured by adjusting this chemical balance, or at least as a part of a treatment."<br><br>He finally let Dorian's hand go and motioned for him to sit down. Dr. Howard sat down too and placed one knee over the other. He put his clipboard on the table, as if this was a casual conversation and he didn't need to make notes.<br><br>"Would you like to tell me what your challenges are? <em>Why </em> do <em>you </em> think you're here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 21:34:26</strong>
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				The man's hand was nice, and warm. The skin-on-skin contact calmed him a bit and Dorian managed to, slowly, lift his head up and peer up at the doctor and then at the wall behind his shoulder. "Okay..." His explanation of the medicines seemed to make sense. If the doctor could fix him, maybe he'd be able to to actually get out of here and lead a normal life. He was uncertain about it, though, and sighed softly. <br><br>He was surprised, though, to see the doctor sit down and look at him, clipboard on the table. It was a new angle as far as speaking to doctors. He sighed softly and looked up at the older man, tossing some golden hair back over his shoulder, soft grey eyes trained, once more, on the ground. <br><br>"Parents didn't want me. That's why I'm here. I mean..." He looked up, forcing a small, bitter smile. "They were tired of dealing with my issues. It started with my having bad nightmares...really bad ones. Then I just got...anxious, and overwhelmed, really easy." He tried to think of how to describe it, "Another doctor said they were panic attacks. It was really hard for me to do stuff, and I stopped going to school because being around new people was just...hard." <br><br>He had a familiar, heavy weight on his chest, trying to breathe through the already-welling panic. <br><br>"And...mom said I was too clingy. I had this..." He blushed, not wanting to talk about it, "I had this boyfriend. He could get really mean, sometimes, but I was just scared to leave. And I didn't, 'til my mom brought me here." He shrugged, "I...feel weird, I guess...if I don't have someone to be with. Romantically," He added. "And then once I have someone, I don't like having to leave them." He stared hard at his lap, as if trying to remember what else his mother had told him to say. "That's about it, I guess. Panic attacks, night terrors, and separation anxiety..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 11:25:13</strong>
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				Dr. Howard turned his head a little, nodding. "Almost all our patients have parents who have left them here. It's not necessarily because they don't want them. Sometimes you just have to leave the care to professionals and get some room to breathe. In any case, I'm glad you're here, Dorian. I have good hopes that I'm going to be able to help you help yourself. And we're going to have to work really close together for a long time to make things better."<br><br>The doctor noticed Dorian's symptoms; the onset of an anxiety attack. He didn't do anything as he wanted to observe how it would progress; if Dorian would manage to get it under control, or if it would escalate.<br><br>"You mentioned a boyfriend. Did you keep your relationship secret or did you 'come out'. How do you think your sexuality has affected your condition? We have scientific research that tell us that a lot of non-heterosexual people have issues with psychological health."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 13:42:11</strong>
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				He didn't want to talk anymore. Having to think about what was going on made it even harder for him to breathe, and his hands took on a faint tremor, eyes glued to the ground to avoid looking at the doctor. He wanted someone who he could hide behind, but he didn't know the doctor that well, and feel as alone as he did merely made him feel even more panicked. <br><br>"No...it was secret. Only my mom knew, and that was when she caught us making out..." He swallowed hard, trying to breathe past the pressure on his chest, but his breathing was becoming increasingly more rapid, shallow. "I dunno how my sexuality affected...doctor, I don't want to talk about this anymore. I just want to go lie down..." <br><br>The world was now hyper-focusing, every fiber in the carpet clear, pulse hammering in his own ears. <br><br>He stood up, suddenly, nearly knocking his chair over as he backed away to the wall, trying to catch his breath through his short pants, one hand over his throat as though it would help him breathe, the other over his eyes in an attempt to block out the fact that he had been left in this hospital.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 13:51:13</strong>
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				"Very well." Dr. Howard stood up. He grabbed a small plastic bag from his shelf and handed it to Dorian. "You'll hyperventilate and pass out. Breathe into this." He put his strong hand on the boy's shoulder, steadying him.<br><br>"We don't have to talk about this now. But we have to do it later on. Both in small support groups and in single sessions." He paused, looking out the window then back at Dorian. "Come, I'll follow you to your room."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 06:11:57</strong>
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				Dorian managed to calm his breathing, steadying it with the bag, beginning to regulate it. He let out a slow, soft breath, finally pushing the bag into the trashcan. The man's hand was strong, and a comforting weight rather than a scary one, one that he felt himself instantly drawn to. He knew the first, dangerous signs of attraction, sighing softly and trying to ignore them. He didn't want to grow so attached to a doctor but he couldn't help it, his body drawing him immediately closer to the older man, attracting him while it was the last thing that he actually wanted for himself. <br><br>"I don't want to go to support groups. I'm not here to talk to other patients. They're crazy, too. I just want to talk to my own doctor." <br><br>He nodded, walking down the hall towards the room he had been shown, letting the doctor in through the unlocked door. He had been assigned a single room, thankfully with the money his parents had put down, and his mother had left some things for him that the nurses had unpacked. A nice navy-blue comforter and some photos of him with his family, most with his pets, the ones he had once had. A lot of books, mostly classics, were stacked on the walls. <br><br>He didn't have a phone or any means of contact out. <br><br>"Well...this is my room." He mumbled, softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 08:59:21</strong>
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				"Yes it is. It's yours for as long as you want to. As long as you need it." Dr. Howard smiled, reassuringly. "And you don't have to go to group therapy for now.&nbsp; Just the fact that you're willing to talk to me, will take us a long way."<br><br>Dr. Howard studied Dorian's face, briefly. "I usually work pretty long hours here and as you know my office is just down the corridor. If I'm not sleeping on my couch, my apartment is pretty close. What I'm saying is that you can reach me day and night. I'm going to be here for you, all the time."<br><br>The tall man showed Dorian around, something that one might think would usually be left to a nurse or an orderly. He showed the boy the alarm buttons in his room. He showed him the nurse's station and the recreation rooms.<br><br>The other patients did not really seem to have flown straight out of the cuckoo's nest. There were young boys and girls like himself, and some older ones. One girl might have a severe eating disorder or perhaps cut herself. In any case, she was thin and pale. One boy was talking to himself; mumbling mostly. And another was reading a newspaper.<br><br>They all wore the same light-blue shirts that signified the fact that they were patients. Dorian would be required to wear one too.<br><br>"Is there anything you want to ask me?" Dr. Howard stood close to Dorian, looking into his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 16:31:33</strong>
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				Dorian looked around the hospital as he was shown, and reached out, uncertainly. He caught the edge of the doctor's sleeve and then slipped his hand into the doctor's, just wanting to have the older man holding his hand, letting him know that he really was there for him. He took everything in almost instantly, obviously a smart young man, but scared to be there. <br><br>"I...I think I'm okay, for now." He raised his eyes to the doctor's, giving a faint smile, "I think I'm gonna go back to my room for now, though. Just get some rest." He sighed slightly, obviously uncomfortable in the hospital. "I guess I should get that uniform, then, right?" <br><br>He was still holding onto the man's hand.<br><br>"When am I gonna get put on the medicines? ...You'll be the one who chooses them for me, right? Not someone else?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 15:31:02</strong>
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				Dr. Howard didn't seem uncomfortable about holding Dorian's hand as they walked around. In fact he held it quite tightly, giving it a comforting squeeze once in a while.<br><br>He led the way back to Dorian's room while they talked. "Yes, I will be deciding what medication you should use. We'll start off with something genereal, then adjust as I get more familiar with your situation and when we see any effect of what you're getting."<br><br>Back in the room, a proper patient uniform had been laid out on the bed. It also seemed they had gone through Dorian's things to make sure that he didn't have any items that were deemed illegal, which would for the most part be things that could be dangerous to himself or other patients. "I'll leave you to get changed. After lunch we'll have another talk in my office, okay?" Dr. Howard put his hand on Dorian's shoulder again, kneading it very lightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 15:41:52</strong>
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				Dorian nodded, agreeing to whatever the older man said, then got changed once he left. He realized that here he would have no privacy, and sighed a bit, running his fingers back through his hair. He tugged on the pale blue uniform and then brushed his teeth and hair, heading towards where lunch was. He faltered, though, not wanting to go and eat with the other patients. He ate alone, at a table by himself, picking at his food because of his nerves and then feeling to Dr. Howard's office as soon as he could. The man's hand on his shoulder had felt nice, and as of yet, the man was the only one Dorian wanted to see. He knocked on the man's door, knowing that he had said they would talk after lunch, hoping Dr. Howard wouldn't be mad that he had showed up a little bit earlier than that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 13:59:23</strong>
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				"Come." Dr. Howard's voice was deep and soothing. He smiled when he could see Dorian's face through the door. "There you are. Come in." He got up and motioned for two chairs positioned quite close; where the feet of the people sitting there would most likely touch each other unless one kept a conscious effort not to.<br><br>"Did you manage to eat anything?" Dr. Howard sat down in one of the chairs and offered to the other to Dorian. "Can I get you something to drink. Tea or water?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 16:20:36</strong>
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				Dorian blushed just a bit, comingi n quickly, shutting the door behind him. He sat down, making no effort to stop himself from touching the older man, closing his eyes to take a steadying breath. "Not much," He admitted, "This is all a bit new to me. I don't think I like being around the other patients, much. They make me anxious. I don't feel at home here, yet. And some tea would be great, if you have some..." He tied his pale hair back, curls nestling at the base of his neck.<br><br>He looked up at the doctor, wondering what would cause the older man to work in a place that was so far removed from the rest of the medical community.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 14:54:35</strong>
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				"I'm sure you'll adapt and adjust. Just give it some time." Dr. Howard poured tea from a small pot into two large cups. Wihout asking he put a single lump of sugar in Dorian's tea and handed him the cup. Their fingers entwined for a few moments as the cup was passed from Dr. Howard's hands to Dorian's.<br><br>Then Dr. Howard sat back in the chair again, one knee over the other. Tip tip of his foot lightly brushed against Dorian's knee, seemingly by accident. He sipped at his own tea, leaving his other hand in his lap.<br><br>"Now....tell me about that boyfriend you had. Was it a romantic relationship? Was it sexual?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 16:00:35</strong>
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				The casual touches followed by the quetioning about his relationship with his boyfriend left Dorian blushing, cheeks tinted with the barest wash of rose, thin fingers wrapped firmly around the mug with his tea. He sipped at it slowly and looked up at the doctor, flushing as the man's foot touched his knee, leaning back to settle into the chair comfortably. "It was romantic when we were in private. We pretended not to date," He admitted, "Since he was embarrassed. He didn't want people to know he was gay. We would mess around in the alleys and park near school..." He blushed even more. "And then we started having sex, at his house. When his parents weren't there. He was so...careful with me," He said softly, "But then, now I'm here, we're broken up..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 10:11:29</strong>
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				"I see. So you have some sexual experience." Dr. Howard took another sip before putting the cup away. He adjusted slightly in his seat; hands subtly moving to tug at his own pants. "You mentioned that this man was mean sometimes. In what ways did that manifest? Was it some sort of physical or verbal abuse, or something else?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 16:12:59</strong>
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				Dorian shrugged, a bit uncomfortably, turning his eyes down to look at the ground. "Mmm...it depended on his mood. He could get really mean, but be really nice right afterwards, too. Like...sometimes, when we'd have sex, he choke me." He blushed, clearing his throat, uncomfortable talking about it, "But I...I really didn't mind that. And sometimes he'd use his belt to hit me, or tie me up. That's how it started," He shrugged, cheeks very pink. "Then he would push me around when we weren't having sex. I mean...I didn't really mind. It's okay...he always looked out for me." He peered down at his lap then reached up to toy with his delicate golden curls. "Uhm...what about you? Are you single?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 12:18:51</strong>
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				"This is where I'm supposed to give you a vague answer and return the focus to you. We're here to treat you, not me right? But you're too smart for that. I want you to trust me fully and I want to trust you." He smiled, warmly. "That's why I'm not going to mind sharing things with you, like you share them with me."<br><br>He put his hand on Dorian's knee. "And to answer your question; I'm single. My work takes most of my energy and leave little time to persue hobbies or companionship. I'm not going to say I wouldn't mind having someone; both for comfort and for releaving sexual tensions. But it's not like I have cute boys like you running down my door. The work comes in the way, but it's a sacrifice that I love making."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 13:41:15</strong>
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				Dorian smiled a bit, feeling rather trusted, cheeks turning ever so slightly pink. The hand on his knee was comforting and warm, pleasing, and he couldn't help but offer a gentle smile. "Must be hard to be a doctor," He mumbled quietly, running his fingers back through his hair, then leaning against the chair he was sitting in. He flushed when called cute, running his fingers through his hair, "Thanks," He said softly. Not that it mattered now, though, in Dorian's mind. He wasn't going to be allowed to have a relationship with anyone here, or so he thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 13:59:47</strong>
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				Dr. Howard smiled. He continued to talk about fairly casual things for a while, while they finished their teas. Then, he followed Dorian back to his room. <br><br>"Now I'm going to give you a pill. It's not too strong, but you might feel a little sleepy. That's okay, you can sleep for a while. If you feel anxious or anything, don't hesitate to let me know. I'll be here for you. If you need me, I can come in here during the night to comfort you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 05:12:08</strong>
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				Dorian set down his tea cup and sat on his bed once they were back in his room, taking the pill obediently, swallowing it down as he was supposed to do. He lay back and stared up at the ceiling until he drifted off, managing to stay fast asleep for quite a few hours. Around two in the morning, the screaming of a patient woke him. Terrified, Dorian darted into the hallway, past the attendants that were calming the panicked patient, and straight into Dr. Howard's office. Thin hands shaking, face pale, he shut the door behind him as he came into the office. "Dr. Howard? You still here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 12:15:51</strong>
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				Dr. Howard sat up from his couch. Apparantly, he had been trying to catch some shuteye in his office. But he didn't look like he had been sleeping; alert and attentive immediately.<br><br>"Dorian. Are you allright?" He moved closer and put his arms around the younger boy right away, holding him close, comforting him. "There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm right here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 14:26:50</strong>
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				Dorian curled up in the older man's arms, eyes shut, resting against him. He took in a steadying breath, "I don't like it here," He mumbled, "I want to be back in a real house, without nurses all running around." He rested his head on the doctor's shoulder, feeling as though the older man were the only thing that was good in this entire hospital. "I'm already tired of being here." He whispered, quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 14:37:04</strong>
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				Dr. Howard continued to hold Dorian close. "I suppose we could head over to my apartment once in a while. I have other patients to take care of too, but we could spend some time there. Perhaps get some sleep without...other patients disturbing your rest. Would you like that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 15:55:49</strong>
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				Dorian nodded, still groggy from the medcine he had been given, easy enough to convince. "I'd like that." He leant into Dr. Howard, slender arms wrapped around him, eyes fluttering shut and breathing steadying as the older man held him. He didn't understand the implication of going to Dr. Howard's apartment, but any protest that he might have could easy be quieted with the drugs that the other man had full access to. "Can't we go now? I'm already so tired of being here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 09:52:16</strong>
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				Dr. Howard nodded. He removed his white lab coat and grabbed his jacket before locking the door. He led the way to get Dorian a coat to wear on top of his patients' outfit, then headed on through security. No questions were asked. Dr. Howard gave the night guard a nod and soon the two of them were out on the streets.<br><br>Dr. Howard took Dorian's hand in his own and led the way down the street, around the corner and just two blocks down. He fetched his keys from his pocket and continued into a nice apartment building. From the size and look of things, Dr. Howard was obviously a man of financial means.<br><br>His apartment was large, with panorama windows with a view of the city. It was very tidy, and well furnished with a large tv, stereo and all sorts of modern appliances and beautiful decorations - although it didn't seem to be in much use. <br><br>"Would you like to go straight to bed, Dorian?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 19:48:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhm...bed? I guess bed would be nice. I just...would you..." He flushed, shaking his head, embarrassed, "Would you lay with me for a little while? Not long. Just until I manage to fall asleep, please. That medicine helped, but I'm still a bit spooked from having to stay here," He mumbled, obviously embarrassed by all of this. He looked down at his legs, touching his waist-band self-consciously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 14:54:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's okay. However, we should get undressed. It might get warm." Dr. Howard led Dorian to his bedroom. His bed was quite large and there seemed to be a big walk-in closet. "If you need to use the bathroom, it's the door over there."<br><br>The tall doctor started unbuttoning his shirt...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 06:27:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian faltered slightly, unable not to admire the doctor's chest, quickly shucking out of the blue hospital outfit. He hated it, fully and utterly, hated that it was a hospital uniform, hated that it made him a patient. He sat down on the bed in black cotton boxers, then lay back, head pillowed on a nest of golden curls. He lay back and was finally comfortable, letting out a soft moan as his back cracked slightly, relieving the tension there. "Come lie down?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 14:43:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard nodded, smiled warmly, and folded his clothes and let them hang over the back of a nearby chair. The only garment left was his white boxer-briefs. The outline of his manhood could be seen through the fabric; it would have to be half erect to be so long and thick. Nonetheless, Dr. Howard did not seem embarassed about it. In fact he didn't seem to give it any attention at all. <br><br>He lay down in the large bed, quite close to&nbsp; Dorian. He was lean and his chest was quite muscled, like that of an athlete or a model; perhaps a swimmer. He rested on one elbow; on his side facing Dorian.<br><br>"Do you think you'll manage to get some sleep here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 21:22:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian's cheeks flushed pink when he saw how large the man was. He swallowed hard, feeling himself hardening, turning onto his stomach to hide it from the doctor with a pink flush. He leant forwards and then rested his head on the man's shoulder, letting out a soft sigh, cheeks warm and pink. His eyes shut, trying to ignore his attraction to the older doctor, uncertain that the older man might actually be gay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 10:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The older doctor put his arms around his patient, holding him close. "You're a very sweet boy. My very special patient." His hands traced slowly up and down Dorian's back. "I don't think your parents and most of my collegues in the medical community can understand what you need. They don't dare getting this close to their patients."<br><br>He kissed Dorian's forehead. "Maybe we should take our boxers off?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 19:12:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian rested his head on the doctor's shoulder, smiling ever so slightly as the man touched him, letting out a soft sigh and nodding when told that his parents and the medical community couldn't understand what he needed. He was already hard, and fully aware of what taking off his boxers would mean, nodding and quietly and quickly wiggling them down over his hips. "I hope that you'll be able to help me..." He whispered, meaning both with his problems and with the sexual tension that was quickly building up within him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 14:19:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard looked down, his eyes trailing over Dorian's bare back, down his spine and over his naked sexy bottom. His hand reached down as far as he could, sliding across Dorian's smooth skin, all the way to that Y-shaped area at the top of his butt.<br><br>"I think I know what you need, Dorian." Dr. Howard put his hand on Dorian's chin, tilting his head slightly upwards. He leaned in and kissed his lips lightly. "Pull my boxers down. With your teeth."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 18:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian groaned softly, hearing the man tell him what he needed, telling him what to do. He kissed the man back, instantly hard once he was ordered to pull his boxers down, nodding fervently. "Yes..." He whispered. He loved being bossed around by his lovers. It made him so hard it hurt and he scooted down, grabbing the edge of Dr. Howard's boxers with his teeth, tugging them down. Without being asked he licked a long line up the man's member, beginning to blow him, pulling back to cast a shy smile up at the older man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 13:36:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's good, Dorian." Dr. Howard whispered. "Way to take initiative."<br><br>His cock was long and thick and rock hard now. Dr. Howard sat up, leaning back on his elbows to watch Dorian suck his cock. "Keep going. You and I both know that this is what you need. You need to be someone's slut. Someone who'll take good care of you." He put his hand on Dorian's head, pushing it down so that he was forced to take his cock deeper into his mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 14:16:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian shivered, and bent his head over farther, gagging slightly as it was pushed down but the force made his hips writhe, grinding his erection into the bedding. He groaned, hips thrusting into the bedding as his head bobbed up and down faster and faster, pulling back only to lick and then suck at his tip. "Please," He whimpered, raising his eyes up, "Please...I need you...I need you in my body."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 14:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry, Dorian. I'm going to fuck your ass soon enough. That's what you want, isn't it? This big, hard cock rammed up your tight little asshole." Dr. Howard pushed his cock back into the boy's mouth and a little deeper, making Dorian gag.<br><br>"And your ass is so sexy. You have a girl's ass." He took Dorian by the hair and pulled him off himself. "Stand on all four, arch your back and wiggle that ass for me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 17:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, God. How had he gotten himself intot his situation? How had he gotten himself into a sitaution like this? But...it felt so good. His throat convulsed as he gagged, Howard's cock jamming down his throat. He hadn't thought that calm Dr. Howard would be like this, but the punishment made him wild, pulling back and getting on all fours, arching his back hard enough to make his ass stick up, wiggling it slightly. His scalp ached from the hair pulling but he already felt like he was going to cum already. He loved being told what to do. Especially by his doctor. He wiggled his ass slowly, playfully, begging silently to be fucked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 10:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard put both his hands on Dorian's ass, squeezing it firmly. He leaned in and licked his rectum thoroughly, going all the way forward to his balls and back again. His hand reached forward to hold Dorian's shaft; stroking it firmly, but slowly.<br><br>Finally, he stood up on his knees; reaching for a jar on the nightstand. A cold, slick substance was smeared into Dorian's rear entrance and soon, Dr. Howard's big cock was aimed straight; starting to get pushed inside.<br><br>"So...tight." Dr. Howard whispered, but continuing to push relentlessly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 16:04:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was so hard it nearly hurt, aching for his doctor to touch him all over, falling forwards on his elbows as he was licked. The fall drove his ass up into the air and gave the doctor a perfect angle with which to move into his body and start fucking him. He winced as the man started to move into his body, still nearly virginally tight, but the pain only served to heighten the pleasure by comparison. It felt amazing to be fucked by Dr. Howard, and he idly wondered how he had let that clumsy highschool boy do it, rather than finding an adult as talented as this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 13:22:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard plunged hard and fast into the boy's ass. His own balls slapping against Dorian's as he drove his shaft to the bottom, again and again. His hands held that sexy ass tightly, kneading it, slapping it.<br><br>"Such a slutty little boy..." Dr. Howard cursed through clenched teeth. "Bounce back for me..." He stood still, letting Dorian impale himself by rocking back and forth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 19:05:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian groaned and bent his head, letting it hang as the man drove into him, biting his bottom lip to try and calm himself. He admittedly hadn't thought that this was what it was going to be like when he went to the institution. He closed his eyes and rocked back to meet the thrusts. When told to bounce back, he nodded, panting softly, "Fuck me, fuck me..." He panted, so hard, and then began rocking back. He let his rocking speed up until Dr. Howard was at the right angle to slam into his prostate. He shut his eyes, panting softly, "Dr. Howard," He mumbled, "I'm such...such a slut..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 14:27:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Dorian. You're a slut." He grabbed those hips and started thrusting hard into the boy's tight ass. "And I'm going to treat you. I'm not going to <em>cure </em> you...but I am going to <em>treat </em> you."<br><br>Dr. Howard obviously had quite the stamina. He fucked Dorian at a furious pace for a long time before nearing a climax. His chisled chest was glistening with sweat.<br><br>"I''m going to fuck you every fuckking day, Dorian..." He said. "That's how I'm going to treat you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 14:44:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian had to cum. It was building up, and he reached a slender hand down to his own member, stroking slowly and then quickening his hand to match the pace of Dr. Howard's hips slamming into his body. The words drove him over the edge, though, thinking of everywhere they could have sex. On the desk, in operating rooms, all the medical 'experiments' that Doctor Howard could 'perform' on him...he shivered, and with a shout, came over his hand and the sheets. Once the older man had finished within him, he slumped forwards, breathing rapid, trying to catch his breath because it felt so good to have had his lover fuck him that hard. "I think I'm going to like being here," he mumbled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 14:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard pushed Dorian into the sheets as he slammed hard into him throughout his own orgasm. He pumped the cum deep into the boy's ass, although a lot of it would surely trickle out in the next minutes or so.<br><br>When it was over, he held his cock inside Dorian for a while, panting and catching his breath. Finally, he pulled out. His cock was extremely sensitive now, and he winced. He rolled over on his back, turning his head to look at his patient.<br><br>"I'm glad you like it, Dorian." He smiled, then pulled the boy closer, snuggling tightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 14:53:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian whimpered as his doctor came hard within his body, feeling the hot seed filling him up, trickling down the backs of his thighs when the man finally pulled out of his sore, tired body. He cuddled up mroe than willingly, not having been held in quite some time, clearly craving the physical attention that came with it. He nuzzled against the older man, eyes shut, curling up in his arms and letting out a soft breath. "You're going to fuck me like that every day, aren't you? You will, right? Promise me..." He mumbled, already starting to drift to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 15:06:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Every day." Dr. Howard promised. "Every single day. And several times a day too." He kissed Dorian's lips, then took on a sharper tone. "Unless I need to punish you for some reason. But...that might not be necessary..."<br><br>He closed his eyes and started drifting off to sleep as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 15:59:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I may have to be bad just <em>so</em> you can punish me." He mumbled, falling asleep, "I like being punished..." He fell fast asleep, then, and as a teenager he managed to sleep well through morning, eyes shut. Dorian's golden hair became curly as he slept, mussed, falling in thick, lovely curls all around his face, blue eyes shut as he nuzzled aginst the man's chest. Maybe, just maybe, this was actually going to be a goood thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 10:01:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Dorian finally awoke, Dr. Howard was gone from the bed. From the other rooms, two sounds were competing for attention; one was the coffee brewer in the kitchen, the other was the sound of the shower.<br><br>From the window, beams of sunlight were struggling to make their way through the narrow slits between the blinds.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 13:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian stirred slowly, opening his eyes, looking around. He stretched from his head to his toes and let out a soft groan when he felt how sore his body was but that only made him smile slightly. It was a reminder of just how good the sex had been the night before. He lay his head down, rested for a few more minutes, and then slipped out of the bed and into the bathroom. He stepped into the shower behind Dr. Howard, already naked, coming up behind his doctor and wrapping his slim arms around the man's waist. "Hey," He murmured, "Good morning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 13:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good morning, Dorian." Dr. Howard let the water splash over his head to rinse out the shampoo. The foamy lather ran down his muscled body. "I hope you had a good night's sleep."<br><br>He took a bottle with soft, almost lotion-like soap and motioned for Dorian to hold out both his hands. "Now that you're here, you can wash my cock. Thoroughly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 14:32:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian blushed brightly, looked up at Dr. Howard, then held his hands up for soap. When his hands were all lathered up he got on his knees, first taking Dr. Howard's cock into his mouth and sucking lightly, stroking it with his tongue, then wrapping his slick fingers around the cock and stroking. He let his long fingers carress the soft skin of the man's cock, smiling, spending at least ten minutes washing with both his tongue and fingers. When the water beat down on them, he then leant fowards, letting the water wash the soap off, turning to suck the Doctor off with no pretense of washing him...just sucking because he liked the feel of a cock on his tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 10:08:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Dorian sucked and washed Dr. Howard's cock, the older man washed his upper body. His cock grew fully hard in Dorian's hands and mouth. "You just can't help yourself, can you? You need to suck cock all the time, huh?" A faint smile passed over Dr. Howard's lips.<br><br>He put one hand against the wall, made of frosted glass. The water from the shower splashed over his muscular body and down over Dorian. Dr. Howard bucked his hips a little, making his way deeper into Dorian's mouth and throat.<br><br>Quite suddenly, he pulled out and let his load spill over Dorian's face. Spurts hitting all the way up to his forehead, across his nose and over his lips. "Good boy." Dr. Howard smeared it over his face with his cock and shoved it back in his mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-03-2009, 21:24:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian nodded, knowing it made him look like a slut, but it was true. He needed to suck cock. It felt so good to have a cock on his tongue that he needed to suck cock all the time. He whimpered as the man came, golden hair matted down from the water, past his shoulders, falling far past his shoulder blades and offering a good grip for the doctor. He licked the cum off of his lips, turning to look up at Dr. Howard, sucking him clean of any cum that was left. The water pounded the leftover cum off of his face and hair, and he sat back, panting softly as he looked up at the doctor.<br><br>"Can I come home with you most nights? Would that be alright?" He whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 11:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll see." Dr. Howard turned the shower off, once they both were washed again. "I have some plans for things I'd like you to do, and I guess some of them would be better to do here at the house."<br><br>He stepped out of the shower and pulled Dorian close. Their wet naked bodies pressed together. He put his hands on the boy's ass, while kissing his lips.<br><br>"Now...breakfast. There's no need getting dressed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 12:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian was happy enough to pad around naked, kissing Dr. Howard back when they got out of the shower, drying himself off quickly and walking into the kitchen. "I'll cook some stuff. I'm actually pretty good at cooking...I've been doing it forever," He said said as the opened the fridge. He was used to cooking since his parents didn't really pay attention to him. <br><br>He looked at what was in the fridge, smiling, "Do you want me to make eggs and bacon with some biscuits?" <br><br>He turned to look back over his shoulder, smiling a bit, walking back over to Dr. Howard to press a kiss to his lips just so he could feel the other man's lips upon his own.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 13:44:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard sat in the kitchen, watching Dorian move about in the nude. He kissed him passionately, letting his tounge dance about Dorian's tongue. "Sure, some eggs and bacon would be nice. Just remember to bend over nicely when you get the eggs from the bottom of the fridge."<br><br>Dr. Howard poured himself some coffee. "I think I know some special sauce we can put on the eggs..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 14:03:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian couldn't help but laugh softly, making sure to make a bit of a show as he bent over, wiggling his firm backside as he picked up the eggs and carried them over to a pan. He flushed, then, when a special sauce was mentioned. He cracked the eggs, letting them sizzle in the pan, adding liberal amounts of butter to the two pans and adding bacon to the second one, bacon beginning to sizzle and pop almost immediately. "I love breakfast," He admitted, adding butter, pouring himself orange juice, "Best meal of the day." He walked towards the older man, leaning forwards for a slow kiss, "And what better way to wake up than this?" He ran his hand down Dr. Howard's front, gently caressing his member through his pants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 14:15:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard was hard in his pants, even if he had climaxed not so long ago. He waited for Dorian to have two plates ready with eggs and bacon, then moved forward to take Dorian's cock in <em>his </em> hand. "I'm not kidding about the sauce."<br><br>He started stroking him, then got down on his knees before the boy, letting his cock slide over his face. He eased out his tongue and licked his balls thoroughly. Then, with a flat tongue, he licked long strokes up along the underside of the shaft, over and over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-03-2009, 14:22:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian was content to stand in front of his doctor, blushing as he looked at the man, swallowing hard as Dr. Howard got down on his knees in front of him. He was already so hard that it hurt, and he had to grip the counter to keep his legs from going out under him, eyes shut as the man began to stroke his cock with his tongue. "Dr...Dr. Howard, that feels..." He gripped Dr. Howard's shoulder, letting out a low moan, trying to keep himself under control. It felt so good to get head, and it was something he had only had done to him a few times before, so he appreciated it all the more as he got it in those few moments. He shivered slightly, cock getting harder and harder the more the older man worked on it with his tongue.<br><br>"Doctor!" He gasped, gripping the counter to stop himself from cumming.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 15:23:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having licked over the head for a while, Dr. Howard let the shaft sink into his mouth. It grew more and more slick each time it slid out again, only to move further back into his throat.<br><br>When he thought Dorian was getting really close to an orgasm, he stopped completely, just letting his tongue slowly tease over the head. This way, he made Dorian hover on the edge of a climax, but not quite giving him his final release.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>05-03-2009, 15:52:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Doctor, doctor...please!" He whimpered, biting back a scream when the older man stopped sucking on him, trying to calm his breathing, "Please...I need to cum, I need..." His panting became increasingly more frantic, wanting so badly to release, but Dr. Howard was teasing him and drawing out what promised to be an incredible orgasm. <br><br>He <em>needed</em> it. He needed this, with his doctor, in order to calm himself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 11:50:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard let his wet lips slide up and down underneath the shaft. He obviously looked like he loved the taste of cock too. "You need this, huh? You want to cum?"<br><br>He let the cock slide back into his mouth and he sucked it hard and deep, moving Dorian fast back on the track towards a climax. Wet sounds came from his mouth as he sucked the now slick shaft.<br><br>He sensed Dorian was close to coming and while he stopped sucking he continued stroking his shaft. He stood and aimed the tip of Dorian's cock over the plate with his food. If he wanted to cum, he'd have to spurt his load all over it. Dr. Howard stroked him fast and hard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 08:05:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian nodded, desperately, barely able to breathe evenly. He was just about to cum when Dr. Howard pulled back and he almost screamed, barely able to control himself. He whimpered as the man pulled back and then started stroking, not wanting to cum on the food, but unable to stop himself.<br><br>He sank his teeth into his bottom lip, full and pink, then came hard. <br><br>His seed spurted over the plate, falling onto the food, laying thick and heavy on top of the eggs and bacon.<br><br>He only stood for a moment, sagging back into one of the kitchen chairs, panting softly for a few seconds, trying to catch his breath as the after-effects of the orgasm rocked through him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 11:11:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard had a little drop of Dorian's cum on his hand, which he licked away as casually as if he had spilled some ice cream. He sat down by the table and started eating from his own plate while waiting for Dorian to eat out of his own.<br><br>He looked at Dorian, smiling at how hard the boy had come. Sucking Dorian's cock had made him entirely hard again too, but for now he just enjoyed his food without doing more about his massive erection.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 13:32:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't possibly eat this. He couldn't possibly eat a plate with cum all over it, his own cum, laying in thick ropes over his food. He shut his eyes and rubbed his temples momentarily, but then reached for his plate, swallowing hard. It wasn't like he hadn't tasted his own cum before. He had been curious, and tried it. It hadn't tasted half bad, either. He couldn't help but pause for a moment, though, taking a tentative bite of his eggs and bacon then looking up at Dr. Howard. "S'weird," He mumbled, "Eating food like this. Makes me feel like a whore..." he took a few more bites, finding that the taste wasn't all bad once he got used to it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 13:51:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good." Dr. Howard replied. "I think feeling like a whore would suit you well, Dorian."<br><br>The doctor finished his meal and drank a large cup of coffee. "We need to get back soon. I have a meeting. Later on I'm going to have to do some medical examinations of you."<br><br>He stood. "Come and give me a real good kiss first."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 16:03:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian blushed but said nothing, finishing up his food and then picking up both of their plates, washing them off and setting them in the dishwasher. He pressed the button to start it washing, cheeks pink, pausing for a minute to look up at the doctor.<br><br>"What sorts of medical examinations?" He asked with an even brighter blush, "Regular ones? Or...sexual stuff?" He was still a bit uncertain about all of this. Being in a mental institution, and all. <br><br>He walked over to Dr. Howard, immediately twining himself around the man's body, giving him a deep kiss. He leaned against the doctor's chest, on his tiptoes, smiling ever so slightly. <br><br>He didn't want to go back to the hospital. He went, though, and got dressed. A few minutes later, he was ready to head back to the hospital. As they did so, he stared out the window of the car, watching the scenery zip by them. <br><br>He was fine until they got into the hospital, at which point a screaming patient was dragged past them, lashing out at the orderlies. Dorian's hand spasmed in Dr. Howard's, and he swallowed hard, panic welling up visibly in his bright eyes. His chest began fluttering in tell-tale gasping, "I don't want to stay here," He mumbled, "I don't..." He had to take a deep breath, feeling distinctly light-headed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 16:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll see what examinations we need. But knowing that you crave feeling like a real slut, I might make them a bit sexual." He kissed the boy deeply.<br><br>"Don't worry, sweetie." Dr. Howard squeezed Dorian's hand as they walked into the hospital, comforting him. "I'm going to be here all the time to take care of you. And for now, you can stay in my office."<br><br>He led the way inside, putting on his white lab coat. "I'm having a meeting right now, with some of the staff. I'm going to let you hide under my desk, if you can promise to be real quiet and make sure to secretly suck my cock really good. Okay?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 20:26:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian smiled faintly when he heard that promise. He liked the idea of hyper-sexual exams...it would be fun, to say the least. <br><br>"Okay. I'll hide under your desk, and..." He blushed, hearing what the other man said, but nodded. "I'll be your favorite, right? Your favorite patient?" The nervousness that he would be abandoned, and one of the reasons he was put in the hospital in the first place, was starting to surface.<br><br>He held Dr. Howard's hand, feeling a bit better when he was holding onto the man's hand, following him through the halls.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 14:36:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard led the way into his office. Once they were inside, he pulled Dorian close and kissed him again, biting his lower lip lightly. "Your definently my favourite. Now, get under the desk. The others are coming soon."<br><br>Once Dorian was in place, Dr. Howard sat down and opened his zipper. The desk was constructed so that one couldn't see underneath it from the other side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 16:08:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian moaned into the kiss, smiling brightly when he was told that he was the doctor's favorite, perfectly content to be the doctor's favored patient even though it probably wouldn't go over well with other patients. He ducked under the desk, settling himself to his knees, smiling when Dr. Howard's cock came into view. He didn't waste any time getting started, reaching out to grasp it gently with a smooth, warm hand, soft. His grip was tight but not enough to hurt, laving attention on the head like it was the most succulent lollipop.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 16:16:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard's cock hardened in Dorian's mouth. He moved his hand underneath the desk and stroked his cheek, letting him know he was performing well. After about a minute or so, there were knocks on the door and a couple of other doctors moved inside, sitting down in front of the desk. Dr. Howard talked causally with them.<br><br>The talked professionally about a few patients, discussing medication and treatments. But soon, when they had taken care of pressing business, their conversations turned sexual. The doctors talked about what they had done with various patients and what they'd like to do with them. One of the other doctors commented about what had to be Dorian. "That boy you got in yesterday. He has just about the hottest ass I've seen. You broken him in yet? Any chance of sharing?"<br><br>Dr. Howard's cock throbbed in Dorian's mouth. A lot of precum seeped out of the head. "No comment." He replied, holding his cards tight to his chest. "And no sharing. Yet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 16:25:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian began working hard when his cheek was stroked, beginning to suck faster, head bobbing but keeping his mouth sealed so as not to make too much sound. His lips tightened, fucking Dr. Howard's cock with his full lips and looking up at him with blue eyes. His cheeks during pink, though, when he heard that the other doctors had noticed him.<br><br>The way he looked. <br><br>He felt the way the doctor responded, though, and was perfectly content to keep sucking him, hands toying with the man's balls, wondering what it would be like to be shared with the other doctors. So long as Dr. Howard kept him as his favorite, he supposed, that would be more than fine.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 16:40:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In spite of the meeting looking like it would be a short one, Dr. Howard couldn't last all the way through it. And while he was nearing a climax, the other doctors didn't seem to notice that there was anything strange going on.<br><br>Dr. Howard's cock started jerking as he came. He moved his hand underneath the desk and pushed Dorian's head down on his cock, holding him deep while he spurted his mouth and throat full of his semen.<br><br>Then, when the orgasm was over, he let Dorian go, leaving him to clean up while the doctors started filing out of the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 23:06:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian hadn't expected Dr. Howard to cum right then. Especially when his head was held down, cock buried deep in his throat, so deep that he could barely breathe. He shut his eyes and swallowed as hard and fast as he possibly could, doing his best to get it down, just trying to gulp. When Dr. Howard finally let go he slumped to the ground, and as the doctors started filing out, he couldn't help but cough. A few small, but deep coughs, resounding from underneath the desk and hinting at exactly why Dr. Howard had been smiling during that meeting. He licked his lips to try and clean them off a little more, shutting his eyes momentarily, coughing once more as he cleared his throat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 12:00:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard zipped up and sighed contently. "Good work, Dorian. You're really becoming a great cocksucking little whore, arent you?" He leaned down and kissed his lips; tasting himself.<br><br>"Now, about that medical examination." Dr. Howard stood, adjusting his coat. "Get undressed and lie down on the examination table. Leave your hospital shirt and panties on for now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 14:04:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian nodded, agreeing with a faint blush, then he walked up to the table. He lay down on the table, legs bare, looking fairly calm about being mostly undressed in front of the older man. He was hard, though, excited for what the medical examination might bring as far as his own pleasure. He smiled ever so slightly and relaxed with the cool metal against his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 14:55:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard put a stethoscope around his neck, then put the plugs into his ears and started listening to Dorian's chest. Just like any normal doctor would. Then, he pulled down the boy's underwear and put the stethoscope against his hard cock, as if that was normal procedure too. "Turn around, please." Dr. Howard asked. "...If that won't be too uncomfortable." He pulled the underwear back up, covering that hard shaft again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 20:24:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian lay still when he was listened to, jumping when the cold metal touched his cock, biting his bottom lip and letting out a soft whimper. He wanted more. He turned around, immediately, laying on his stomach with his legs spread just a little bit. It wasn't an invitation so much as a subconscious offer. He didn't even realize that he was offering it...but it felt fantastic to have Dr. Howard examine his body. It showed him that Dr. Howard really was the one in power in this situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 10:50:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard listened down along Dorian's beck with his stethoscope. When he reached the boy's lower back, he pulled his underwear halfway down over his feminine, round bottom. The doctor's strong hands moved over the pale cheeks; then he started slapping and spanking Dorian's bottom; quite hard.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 20:15:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian blushed when his underwear was pushed partially down over his hips, whimpering when the spanking started, biting his bottom lip to keep himself quiet because it <em>hurt<em>. He could feel his skin reddening and let out a soft gasp, "Doctor...!" It came out almost as a whine, obviously enjoying and yet not enjoying the pain.</em></em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 11:48:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a pause. Dr. Howard was putting on some thin plastic gloves, then spread a lot of clear oil over Dorian's ass from a small bottle. He used both hands to rub it over both asscheeks, and down between them. One finger slipped into his rear entrance.<br><br>"Tonight, I'm going to dress you up like a girl." Dr. Howard whispered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 21:16:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wanted more. Oh, God. He wanted more, and more, and more. His slender hands quivered as his hips rose to meet that finger moving into his body, biting his lip so that he could stay quiet, wanting even more than he seemed to want before. He had never felt so sexually alive. So absolutely aroused by the feel of Dr. Howard's hands wandering over him. "Like a girl?" He asked, softly, "Really? Like, a skirt?" He couldn't help but blush, trying to act uncertain, but his immediately hardened erection made it quiet clear that he liked the idea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 13:20:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes." Dr. Howard replied. "Like a real slut. A real cum slut."<br><br>He eased another finger inside Dorian, fucking him in the ass with two of them now. His other hand continued to knead those oily, glistening asscheeks.<br><br>The doctor found himself going hard again too. Having just climaxed, it hurt a little. "
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 13:30:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian bit his bottom lip, "More," He finally begged. "Please. More. I want more than your fingers in me..." he had to feel a hard cock in him or he was just going to explode, or so it felt. It felt absolutely incredible but frustrating at the same time to have nothing to touch his hard cock against except for the metal examination table laying underneath him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 13:40:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"More? I suppose you want your doctor's hard cock rammed up your girly ass, don't you? Dr. Howard's hand slid up along his back, then grabbing him by the hair in his neck, yanking his head back. "You obviously have a clear case of nymphomania, Dorian. I'm not sure I can fulfill your needs. Maybe I'm going to have to line up a bunch of the other doctors and orderlies after all, and have them fuck you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 13:54:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Only if you're there," He mumbled with a rising note of panic, more than willing to let other people fuck him so long as Dr. Howard would stay there with him. He wouldn't be able to take it, though, if he were expected to have sex and Dr. Howard would leave him alone with the other doctor's. Just the thought made his breathing come a bit quicker and not in a good way, eyes shut as he bit his bottom lip and whimpered for more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 14:35:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard chuckled. "I think we're going to have to save that for another day. I'm going to have to prepare a few surprises first." He added a third finger to Dorian's ass. "Now about getting you thoroughly treated..."<br><br>He reached over with his other hand, aquiring a ball gag from his drawer. "We can't have you making a lot of noise. "Open wide."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 14:41:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard's fingers drove him crazy, and he shut his eyes so that his lips could part for another loud moan, only gasping when the ball gag was offered, looking up but parting his lips. His lips closed around the ball gag, the color bright between his parted lips. "Mmm..." He mumbled past it, wiggling his ass again, wanting to have more put in his ass. Wanting to cum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 14:48:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard let go of Dorian for a moment, fastening the straps on the ball gag first, then tying up his hands behind his back with some other straps. For a while, things were quiet, before Dorian could hear the familar sound of a camera clicking and flashes going off. Dr. Howard was taking pictures of Dorian in this position.<br><br>Finally, he moved up behind Dorian and pulled down his zipper. Dr. Howard's hard, big cock touched Dorian's bare thighs and oiled up ass. He spread those asscheeks with his hand before ramming his cock inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>18-03-2009, 19:17:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian whimpered softy when his hands were tied back, not really able to move too much, cheeks going pink as his tongue toyed with the ballgag in his mouth. He looked back only to get caught in the flash of a camera, embarrassed that Dr. Howard had pictures of him, naked. That all disappeared when Dr. Howard pulled out his cock, though, suddenly spreading his ass cheeks and slamming into him. He screamed, gag muffling the sound to it almost being inaudible, hips rocking back to meet each hard thrust. It felt so good, and his whimpers made it clear that he liked it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 12:52:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard pounded hard into Dorian's ass. There were wet, slapping sounds with each of his thrusts. He could see tremors rippling across the flesh of the boy's ass.<br><br>Then suddenly, the door opened. One of the nurses peeked inside. "I'm sorry, Dr. Howard I need you to sign... Oh, my..." She gasped and her face flushed as she saw what he was doing. Dorian on his belly with his underwear down on his kness, ball-gag in his mouth. The doctor fucking him in the ass.<br><br>"Come in...wait..." Dr. Howard said. "...just a moment." He kept fucking Dorian. The doctor's stamina was quite high, having just climaxed in Dorian's mouth. The nurse moved around the examination table, close to Dorian's face, bending down so her face was close to his.<br><br>"You like it don't you? You like being Dr. Howard's fuck toy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 13:21:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian's eyes fluttered shut, slender hands curled around the bindings holding them in place, full lips parted around the ball gag. He hadn't expected a nurse to suddenly walk in, and worse, for Dr. Howard to tell her to wait for just a moment. Watching him. A shudder ran down his spine but it was one of expected pleasure, nodding to the nurse's words, feelings as though this proved that he was Dr. Howard's favorite. The panic that he would be abandoned eased a bit knowing that he was Dr. Howard's favorite, so he nodded fervently, rich golden curls sliding free and brushing his face, screaming against the gag though the sound didn't get much chance to sneak out as he came without even being touched, muscles clenching around the doctor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 13:26:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard obviously felt Dorian come and he increased the pace throughout the boy's orgasm. Only near the end of it, did he feel himself starting to come again. So he kept it going for yet a longer while until he spurted a full loud up Dorian's ass. Then he finally pulled out, panting just a little. "Good boy..."<br><br>He turned to the nurse, zipping back up after he had managed to put his still almost-hard cock back in his pants. He took the papers from her and signed them. "Clean him up and help him back to his room."<br><br>"Dorian, I'll be busy for a little while now. But I'll come get you later on, and we'll head back to my house."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 13:29:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian moaned against the ball in his mouth, tongue touching it experimentally, looking up when the orgasm washed through his body. His whimpers were near inaudible as the other man came deep within him, spurting into him, making him whimper softly but in obvious pleasure. He looked up at the nurse, rather helpless as it were, curled up on the table with his hands tied behind his back and a gag in his mouth to keep him quiet. His hands tugged at the ties holding them together, obviously wanting freedom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-03-2009, 13:42:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The nurse moved about as professionally as ever. She untied Dorian and removed his gag, then helped clean up the mess he had made on the examination table, as well as the oil over his bottom and the cum dripping out of his rectum. "Would you like to give me a kiss before you had back to your room, sweetie?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 07:24:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian shyly let himself be cleaned up, sleepily laying his head down on the table until his ass had been wiped up and he had had the ball gag removed. He gave her a shy kiss on the cheek, uncertain about touching girls, obviously not experienced or particularly attracted to it. He thanked her, blushing, then picked up the clothes he had been wearing. He slipped into the hospital uniform and ran his fingers through his hair, "Thank you..." He mumbled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 11:54:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're a sweet boy." The nurse said. "I can see why Dr. Howard likes you." She followed him out and back to his room. A couple of male orderlies stood down the hallway, following Dorian with their eyes; the expressions on their faces were quite telling. They were fucking him with their eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 03:39:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian idly thought of the fact that this was not what he had planned. By no means had he thought that going to a mental institution was going to be like this. He hadn't planned on actually having sex with his doctor. He cast a rather unintimidating glare towards the orderlies; he was Doctor Howard's and he wasn't going to stoop to the level of fucking orderlies. Or so he told himself. He would do whatever Doctor Howard told him to do, in all honesty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 11:26:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lunch was brought to Dorian and several more hours passed. Dr. Howard seemed to be very busy. It was afternoon by the time he came to Dorian's room; an apologetic smile on his face.<br><br>"I'm sorry for leaving you alone all this time. I've had so many things I had to care of. It's been just one of those days..."<br><br>"How are you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 16:59:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm good," He mumbled softly, shyly. He was sitting on the bed with his knees tucked up to his chin, running his fingers back through his hair, "The orderlies were staring at me. The way that you look at me." He said quietly. He watched the older man, happy to see him again, feeling a bit calmer because of the medicines that he had been given.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 13:20:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard nodded. "Yeah, I bet they wanted to fuck your brains out. But you must be pretty used to seeing guys look at you that way, huh?"<br><br>He moved over and took Dorian's hand, dragging him to his feet with a playful smile on his face. He kissed him, tenderly. "Would you like to head home? Do you remember what I said we were going to do later on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 02:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nah...I've never really been looked at before. Not like that. All of this is really new to me," He mumbled softly before running his fingers back through his hair. He kissed the doctor back, smiling, "Yeah," He mumbled, "I remember. I'm ready to go and do it...I'm excited." He finally whispered, leaning up against the other man's chest and grinning.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 10:55:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard gave Dorian another kiss; a deep one where their wet tongues danced over each other. Then he took hish and and led him out.<br><br>He had brought a fairly large bag home with him. And once they were back in the apartment, he put it on the table. "Would you like something to drink, sweetie?"<br><br>Dr. Howard opened a bottle of wine, pouring a couple of glasses. "Sit down and I'll do your face first." He produced a small make-up kit from the bag.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 18:19:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian whimpered softly into the kiss, following the other man and allowing himself to be led around, clinging to his hand and obviously nervous to be seen by the orderlies. His cheeks turned pink when he saw the way that the other men looked at him. <br><br>"Yeah, I'll have a drink..." <br><br>When they got to Dr. Howard's apartment, he took his first sip of wine, nose wrinkling at the taste. It was good but strange on his tongue, fruity but dry at the same time, almost sour because of the alcohol. "This is good..." <br><br>He sat down, allowing Doctor Howard to do his makeup, "Are you gonna take pictures?" He asked shyly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 12:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doctor seemed professional about the way he applied a little make-up to Dorian's face. And judging from the speed in which he did it, the make-up had to be fairly subtle. Dorian couldn't really see himself, but he could see the items Dr. Howard was using. A little pink lipstick. A little rouge. A touch of green mascara and brown eyeliner.<br><br>He smiled, seemingly very pleased with the result. "Yeah, I'm definently going to be taking some pictures of you, sweetie. He emptied his glass of wine, then touched the tip of Dorian's nose with his finger. "Time to change your clothes.<br><br>He handed Dorian a small paper bag and motioned for the other room. "Go in there and change. Then come back here." Dr. Howard poured them both more wine and brought the glasses to the living room; sitting down in the couch to wait for Dorian's return.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 15:13:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian looked up at Dr. Howard, taking the bag when it was placed in his hands, smiling faintly when the tip of his nose was tapped. He walked into the bathroom, pulling out an itty-bitty school-girl skirt, tugging it on with a little white tank top that showed the vast majority of his belly. He looked at himself, swishing his hips in front of the mirror, enchanted by himself. <br><br>He finally came back into the other room.<br><br>"Hey," He said quietly, "Is this...alright?" His ass practically hanging out of the itty-bitty skirt, long legs accentuated by the delicate pleats.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 12:52:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard lost his composure for the very first time that Dorian had seen, actually spilling a little wine. He smiled, nodding while he wiped the wine off his chin.<br><br>"You look... sensational." He patted the seat next to him in the couch, where there was another glass of wine waiting for Dorian.<br><br>"How do you feel, wearing this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 13:00:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...dunno. It's different." He said with a soft smile. "Seems to suit me, I guess. It's embarrassing to wear something so short but it looks like you like it so I guess that's okay..." He mumbled quietly, running his fingers through his hair before he curled up on Dr. Howard's lap. "Do you like me dressed up like a girl?" <br><br>He had never thought he would end up in a skirt.<br><br>Then again, he had never thought he would end up in an asylum, either.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 13:07:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard nodded. "There just something about a cute boy such as yourself in a girl's outfit that's... intriguing. And you definently have the ass to pull it off." Dr. Howard had a big bulge on his pants, where his erection had fully hardened, but he didn't seem desperatly eager to have it treated.<br><br>"Would you like to pose for me? For me and my camera?" He put his hand on Dorian's bare knee and slid it up along his thigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 13:34:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian's cheeks went bright pink, again. "Y-yeah. I'll pose. I guess." He blushed even darker when that hand began sliding up his thigh, up over his bare skin, "...I think I like wearing skirts. I like that it makes you..." He laughed, eyes drifting to the man's obvious erection.<br><br>He liked it.<br><br>This was certainly not what he had expected when coming here, but he enjoyed it. Thoroughly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 13:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good!" Dr. Howard finished his second glass and stood. He had a high-end digital camara on a nearby shelf, that he turned on; buzzing quickly to life. He started snapping pictures of Dorian right away, where he was sitting on the couch. "Beautiful..." He whispered.<br><br>"Turn around a little. Show me more of your bottom."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 14:10:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian looked over his shoulder, bending over at the waist with his hands resting on the couch, skirt riding up to show the bottom of his ass. He braced his hands on the top of the couch, smiling shyly but bending over and spreading his legs a few inches. <br><br>He looked up at the older man and then smiled faintly. <br><br>"You won't put these pictures on the internet, will you?"<br><br>He asked, shyly, slowly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 14:17:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard zoomed in to take close ups of both Dorian's face and his beautiful, sensual bottom. "We'll see..."<br><br>He moved his hand to the bulge on his pants, stroking it just a little, as if he couldn't help stimulating himself a little.<br><br>"Stick a finger into your ass, sweetie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 06:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian leant over, then, cheeks stained pink with his nervounessness. Making him look even younger and more anxious about exactly what it was that he was doing. He let one hand drift back, "...Kay..." He mumbled, then lifted his skirt to reveal his ass, bending over so that his cheeks were now a bit spread, the tight pink hole just barely revealed as one finger drifted back and then slowly slipped into his body. It made him forget Doctor Howard was there, his hips thrusting slightly the second his finger penetrated him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 11:19:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard moved closer to take some nice close-ups of Dorian's sexy bottom, as well as the lust playing over his face.<br><br>"I've bought you a present." He whispered. "In the paper bag on the table."<br><br>It was a big, pink dildo.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 15:59:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian all but skipped to the bag, making sure to swish his hips back and forth, leaning over and then pulling the dildo out of the bag. His lips parted, blushing brilliantly, "Uh..." He whispered, shyly, "What should I...do with it..." He mumbled quietly. Cheeks pink, he came over to Dr. Howard, extending the dildo shyly, "Show me how to use it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>15-04-2009, 13:38:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard shook his head, in a very subtle fashion. "No, Dorian. I want you to use it on yourself. You know where it goes. But you might have to lick it real good first, to get it slick. Extend your tongue and let some spit trickle over the head. Then coat it over the length..." He stood ready with the camera to take more pictures.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 05:15:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shyly, a small pink tongue wrapped around the pink dildo in his hands, laving his attentions upon it. He was still bent over the couch back, wiggling his ass, and then began bobbing his head. Blowing it. When the whole thing had been wet by his tongue and he felt satisfied with his work, he bent over, spread himself with his fingers for the camera, and began working the dildo into him. "It's thick..." He moaned, half-complaining, half-enjoying it. He wiggled back and forth once again, pushing it a few inches deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 14:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Dorian. It's thick. As you like it." Dr. Howard shot several more pictures of Dorian, dressed like a sexy girl, fucking his own ass with the big pink dildo. <br><br>"That's very good. You are very sexy. I can't think of a man in the world who wouldn't have fucked your ass right now." He touched himself again. The outline of his big cock was very prominent on his pants.<br><br>"Sit on the edge of the couch, spread your legs. Keep fucking yourself with the dildo. Stroke your cock with the other hand." He moved closer to shoot close-ups of Dorian's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>17-04-2009, 17:13:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian couldn't help but smile, a faint curve of his lips, when told that no man could help wanting to fuck him. He slid it in and out of his body, lips parting to moan, licking at them briefly. He moved to sit on the couch, hips canted forwards, legs fully spread.<br><br>Under the skirt he was hard, making it tent slightly, fucking himself harder and faster with the dildo as he started to touch himself. "Please," He whimpered, "Please, Doctor, I...I, fuck me, please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>24-04-2009, 09:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard took more pictures from this angle. "You're quite the impatient patient, aren't you?"<br><br>He finally aimed the camera down at his own crotch. "Let's see if you can keep that dildo up your ass while you take my cock out. I would like you to suck it for a bit."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>29-04-2009, 19:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard's words made him whimper, and he clenched his body hard to hold the dildo in, getting on his knees before Dr. Howard and then opening the doctor's pants up. He drew out the thick cock and immediately took it into his mouth, kissing up and down the length of Dr. Howard's cock. He began sucking it, looking up at him, absolutely ravenous. "I love your cock," He mumbled, "I want you to treat me...treat me like your slut..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>02-05-2009, 14:00:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard filmed Dorian sucking on his cock for a little while, but then finally put it away. He grabbed the boy's head by his hair and held it a little to the side. Then he started fucking his mouth quite hard, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into Dorian's throat. "That's a good slut..." He mumbled. "Take it all..." He even pinched Dorian's nose a few times to make breathing even harder. He pulled out a couple of times, slapping that cock over the boy's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 06:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian whimpered as he was tilted, crying out when the cock suddenly was rammed down his throat, not liking it but getting even harder at the same time. His body jerked when his nose was pinched, scared by the lack of breath, but writhing in pleasure at the feeling of it. Cheeks somewhat damp, he reached back, craving more touches, beginning to fuck the dildo in and out of his ass with one hand, skirt rising, while he began sucking Dr. Howard's cock again. "Doctor, doctor..." Dorian panted, "I want <em>you</em> to fuck me, I wanna feel <em>your</em> cock..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 10:42:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know you do, Dorian." Dr. Howard said as his cock slid back into the boy's mouth, keeping from talking again. The amount of saliva and precum in Dorian's mouth was too much to keep in and some of it was dripping down his chin.<br><br>He pulled it back out again and wiped it wetly over Dorian's face. "Lay down on the table, on your side...like that...ass all the way near the edge." It was the perfect height for him to stand next to. <br><br>Dr. Howard took the dildo now and moved it slowly out of Dorian's ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>04-05-2009, 16:47:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian licked his lips, feeling like a complete and utter whore...and loving it. He eagerly shifted to the table after Dr. Howard's cock was wiped over his face, laying down as he was told to do. His body arched, lips parting in a sweet moan as the dildo was pulled out of his ass. "Ah..." He whispered, arching, "Fill me up, fill me up..." He gasped, "Fuck me...!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>06-05-2009, 10:34:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard stood next to the table, right behind Dorian's beautiful ass. His cock touched the round firm orbs while his hands parted them. He placed the tip of his cock against the pink, puckered opening then pushed inside with one slow, but steady thrust. Once he was inside, Dr. Howard put both hands on top of the one of Dorian's hips that faced up, using it to steady himself as he started fucking the boy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>09-05-2009, 04:57:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian's breath caught in his throat then came out in something akin to a scream, begging for more than he was getting. It felt so good to be fucked like this. He felt like such a whore but with the skirt riding up and his round ass cheeks parted, he clutched at the table, begging for more.<br><br>"Oh, Doctor..." He cried out.<br><br>"You're so good...ah, fuck me, fuck me...treat me, make me yours..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 10:42:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard fucked Dorian steady and hard. He was breathing faster now and there were drops of perspiration trickling down his face. He was still in his clothes, only with his big cock sticking out of his zipper and sliding into Dorian's ass about once every second. <br><br>Pushing one of Dorian's legs a little further up, he could use his hand to play with the boy's balls; cupping them and rubbing them gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 04:08:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian screamed when his balls were played with, legs parted as he cried out and opened his eyes, feeling the thick cock pound into his body. He screamed again when the other man rubbed at his balls and then he came, hard, spraying between them while his body jerked in orgasm. It felt so damn good. <br><br>He loved being like this, loved being made into a whore, but was increasingly more terrified that he was going to be pushed out of the other man's life. That he would be abandoned as his parents had abandoned him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 10:47:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The older man smiled at the sight of Dorian coming; enjoying the sight of his face twisted with lust and his body arching as the climax surged through it. He paused with his cock deep in the boy's ass; on the verge of his own climax. All he had to do was rock gently back and forth to keep himself on the edge. He did that for a little while, then even when keeping perfectly still, he came; releasing his load inside Dorian. He stayed inside him for a long time, caressing him, stroking his head and his cheek; whispering soft praises.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 12:38:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian whimpered softly when the other man held back, only coming within his body a few moments later, letting out tiny little sounds that were soft enough to let the other man know that he certain enjoyed and appreciated the praise. He moaned quietly, looking back, biting his bottom lip and moaning softly, stretching upwards to let the other man know that he loved the feel of a big cock plugging his ass up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 13:05:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dr. Howard finally pulled his cock out. It was so sensitive now that it was almost painful. "I want to talk to you for a moment...as your doctor." he said, helping Dorian to sit up on the table.<br><br>"I don't think I can cure you of your dependency issues while we keep up this relationship. So that's why I think...we're <em>not </em> going to cure you. And instead of curing you, I'm going to be there for you to make sure you're never abandoned again. You are mine, and I am yours. For ever and ever. Okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Confidentiality</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sho</strong> on <strong>20-05-2009, 17:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dorian's whole body arched when the other man pulled his cock out, gasping but sitting up slowly, licking his lips slowly. At first, there was that overwhelming fear that he was going to be left again, that he'd be pushed aside in order to cure his issues. But when he was told that he didn't have to worry about that he smiled brightly, leaning back, "Mmm...yeah. I'd like that," he whispered shyly, skirt riding up to reveal long slashes of pale thigh, "I don't ever want you to leave me, Dr. Howard..."
			</dd>
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