Anyway, this hot young guy, Grant, just left home. My friend, Jay Striker, is a small-time real estate mogul. That is, he owns a couple of small apartment complexes around town. Apparently, he knows Grant’s dad and ended up renting the little guy his first apartment. While he was showing the boy around the complex, Jay took him down to the maintenance room to show him something special. One of the many amenities available is getting plowed by the tall horse-hung landlord.

At some point, Grant mentioned something about needing to find a new doctor. Like a lot of my patients, Grant had been seeing his old pediatrician, but he’s aging out of that practice, as well as wanting to get out on his own. Jay told him that he should come see me. Then he called me to give me a heads up. There’s a bad pun in there, but I’ll just say that I was excited by the prospect of meeting my new patient. To seal the deal, I just happened to send Grant a “Welcome to the Neighborhood” special offer of a complimentary physical exam.

A lot of the young guys I play with are shy and inexperienced. I wont deny that there is an ego boost in breaking them in and teaching them to be good little fuck toys. That’s not Grant, though. I don’t know where he got his experience but he knows exactly what he wants and he’s not the least bit embarrassed to ask for it. When I saw him on the patient list for a return visit, I told my nurse, Cole, to book a double appointment, because I was hoping I would need some extra time with him.

Sure enough, when I asked him what brought him in, he answered, “Nothing's wrong, I just thought maybe we could have some fun like last time.”

Direct and to the point, that’s Grant. It occurred to me that maybe he would like to see my ultrasound machine and he jumped at the chance. The boys usually like seeing a big dick punching up into their guts as much as the men fucking them do. It’s a chance to actually see what you’ve only been able to feel and imagine.

Once I got Grant striped down and on the exam table, I turned the machine on. I started out with one finger and a little anatomy lesson. He didn’t know what his prostate was, but that’s not uncommon among boys his age. I can say, he knows what it is now. One of the many things that I like about my ultrasound is that it keeps a boy entertained and I can finger fuck them as long as I want.

Usually, they only want to take so much before they are revved up and want something bigger in their hole. Grant was fascinated watching my fingers massage his prostate. He also learned that fingering can be about more than just getting his hole relaxed enough for a cock to go in. I started with one finger, but I quickly moved up to three. I think my prostate massage had him harder than he had ever been in his life.

Of course, the ultrasound is good for that, too. I’m not just feeling around. I can see exactly what to aim for. I just love feeling the soft hot depths of a boy’s body. His legs spread open for me. His tight sphincter gripping the base of my fingers. When we start to actually fuck, the sensations quickly get overwhelming for both of us, but there is a clear headed vulnerability for a boy when he is lying there taking my fingers.

I’m towering over him, invading his hole, watching him squirm and moan, as his resistance gives in and his desire awakens. His breath quickens and, sometimes, I can even feel his heartbeat get faster. His chute trembles and clutches at my fingers as his ass gets more and more hungry for dick.

Even if he's a little bit intimidated, even if he knows it’s going to hurt going in, my fingers working his prostate light a fire that only a load of my cum can quench. I just keep building that desire playing him like a fiddle until I know that when I ask, “Do you want it?”

He’s going to whimper, “Yes! Please! Fuck me!” Then the real prostate massage starts.