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Subject: Ganymede Middle School – Chapter 12 Thank you for the positive response to the story. I took a break for a few weeks, but more chapters will be coming soon. I hope you continue to enjoy the story. Please remember to donate to Nifty to help keep this amazing fty/donate.html Ganymede Middle School – Chapter 12 I promised myself I wouldn’t cry when Dad dropped me off at school, but honestly there wasn’t time. I was almost late, so our goodbye was short and sweet. “I love you so much, Tim. I’ll miss you, but it’s only one night. Besides your grandfather will be here to take care of you.” “I love you too, Dad. And it’ll be fun to see Grandpa.” We kissed goodbye. A tender, soulful kiss between a fatter and his son. Lips and tongues gently smacking together to share the taste of our mouths. Our eyes were open and locked on each others to deepen our bond and silently share our love. “Go!” Dad said. “You’re going to be late. And I won’t be able to control myself if you stay in this car another second.” He smiled at me in such a warm and friendly manner, I started to melt all over again. But I pulled myself together and left the car. As I climbed the front steps of school, Dad drove away. I spent the morning thinking about Dad. I could still feel his cock inside of me, the space where Dad’s dick had been. My hole was aroused and easily stimulated just by shifting in my seat. I missed Dad already. But by the time I got to cross country practice in the afternoon I was thinking more and more about spending time with Grandpa. Before and after our running drills, Mr. Summers had us do a lot of stretching. I wasn’t the only boy who sneaked peeks at the other boys as they bent and squatted in their nylon running shorts. All of the boys on the team had long muscular legs, tight asses, and skinny, narrow torsos. Even at twelve and thirteen, they had developed runners bodies. I made sure that Scotty and his pale, lean body were always in my line of sight. When he bent over, my eyes could travel up his colt-like legs to his firm, muscular ass. Mr. Summers moved among the boys, helping with the stretches and providing encouragement. When he got to me, he gently assisted me with my squats by placing his hand on my bare lower back. “That’s it, Tim. You’ve got a nice form. And you can squat deeply. That’s going to build up your butt muscles for running and other things.” “Thanks, Mr. Summers.” “Did you have a nice time with your dad last night?” “I did. And again this morning,” I said smiling. I imagined Dad’s cock was below me as I squatted down and raised myself up. “That’s great, Tim.” I stood up and he rested his hand on my butt. My used hole tingled at his touch. “I hope you and I can continue to have fun,” Mr. Summers said, moving his hand back and forth over my small, round ass. “Oh, yes, Mr. Summers. Dad’s cock was dripping like crazy after I told him about sucking your cock the other day. He wants to meet you.” “I’d like to meet him too, Tim. Maybe the three of us can spend some time together soon.” Just then, a man behind me said, “Tim.” I turned to see my grandfather walking towards us. “Grandpa!” I shouted, running towards him and into his arms. His hug immediately reminded me of Dad. Grandpa was 60. He stood about 5′ 11″ and weighed about 190 pounds. Like Dad, he was still muscular and pretty lean, but he had a small belly that showed when he sat down. He had a kind and handsome face with short white hair. He was a little balding on top, and had a nicely trimmed goatee. He was wearing a tight polo shirt with white chest hair pushing out at the collar. I hadn’t really noticed this before but his nipples were thick and erect enough to push out through his shirt. He smelled like pipe tobacco. I held my bare torso against him. “Good to see you buddy,” Grandpa said, moving his hands across my bare back. I lifted my face to his and we kissed briefly on the lips. “I can’t believe how big you are. You look great, Tim,” Grandpa said, holding my face in his hands. “Thanks, Grandpa. You look great too,” I said. I stepped back from our embrace and let him look at my young, shirtless body, wearing nothing but a small pair escort bayan of nylon running shorts. He smiled and nodded approvingly. I introduced Grandpa to Mr. Summers. I explained that Dad was out of town for the night and Grandpa was taking me to my physical with Dr. Fielding. I stood next to Grandpa and leaned against his muscular torso. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir,” Mr. Summers said, shaking Grandpa’s hand. “Please, call me Jack. You’ve worked these boys into quite a sweat.” “They work hard. It’s a great team. We’re all very excited Tim joined the team. And he’s one of my favorite students.” Grandpa gave my shoulders a squeeze and said, “His dad and I are very proud of what a special boy he’s become.” “Hit the showers, Tim,” Mr. Summers ordered. “You don’t want to be late for your appointment with Dr. Fielding. I’ll keep your grandfather company while he waits for you to get changed.” “Ok. I’ll be quick, Grandpa,” I said, running towards the locker room. Once inside, I stripped off my shoes and sweaty running shorts. I shook out my soft cock and balls and ran my hands over my flat, bare chest. Naked, I entered the shower room and positioned myself under a spray of hot water. I started thinking about Grandpa and Mr. Summers, fantasizing what it would be like to be with both of them at the same time – sucking Grandpa while Mr. Summers pounded my ass or vice versa. I soaped up my stiffening weiner. The warm water made my balls hang soft and low. I ran my hand all over my cock and balls, making myself feel good. I turned my back to the shower jet and reached around to lather up my ass cheeks. My slick, soapy finger found my hole. “Boy pussy,” I said to myself, reaching my hand behind my smooth balls and pushing my middle finger against my hole. I arched backwards so my boycock jutted out in front of me. I thought about Dad and Grandpa using my hole to pleasure their big cocks. Immediately, I remembered Grandpa was waiting for me and cut my revery short. I dried myself off and got dressed. When I returned to the practice field, Mr. Summers was standing close to Grandpa looking at his phone. They were looking at the picture Dad sent to Grandpa this morning. “That’s a really good picture of you and your father, Tim,” Mr. Summers said. “It really shows off the close bond you have with your dad.” “I was thinking that you and I could take a picture later and send it to your dad,” Grandpa suggested. “That’s a great idea,” I said excitedly. I hugged Mr. Summers and said goodbye. Grandpa and I walked to his pickup truck. I climbed up and slid over the bench so I could be right next to him. He put his arm around me and held me to his side. Being in the crook of his arm reminded me of Dad again. I closed my eyes. Grandpa sweetly kissed the top of my head. “I’m so glad we’re getting to spend some time together, Tim. And tomorrow when your Dad is back, the three of us will have even more fun.” “I know, Grandpa. I’m so excited just thinking about it.” I put my hand on his thick thigh. He pulled me closer. As we drove to the doctor’s office, Grandpa’s fingers gently stroked my bare upper arm. I rested my head on his chest and could hear his heartbeat. We didn’t speak. Instead we just settled into a quiet, intimate place for a boy and his grandfather. When we arrived for my physical, the doctor’s office was closing for the day. Because I was the last patient of the day, the rest of the staff had already left. Dr. Fielding greeted us in the waiting room. Dr. Fielding had been my doctor since I was a little kid. He was a tall, middle-aged black man. He must have been at least 6′ 4″ and he was very lean. His face clean shaven and his head was completely bald. His lack of hair emphasized his strong jawline and cheekbones. HIs eyes, on the other hand, were a warm brown color that made me feel relaxed. His voice was like warm butter. He wore dress trousers, a dress shirt and tie, and a white physician’s coat. Going to the doctor wasn’t always fun, but I was happy to see Dr. Fielding. “Hey, Tim. Good to see you,” he said, enthusiastically shaking my hand. “You too, Dr. Fielding,” I replied. “This is my grandfather. My dad’s out kocaeli escort bayan of town today.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Dr. Fielding said, shaking Grandpa’s hand. Grandpa introduced himself. “Come through to the examination room and let’s start the poking and prodding,” he said jokingly. “Tim, rather than have your grandfather sit out here by himself, would it be all right if he sat in on the examination?” “For sure, Dr. Fielding. I’d like that,” I replied excitedly. In the exam room, Dr. Fielding had me undress down to my underwear and sit on the examination table. Grandpa sat on a chair facing me so his eyes were even with my crotch. The physical was routine – eyes, ears, nose, throat. The stethoscope was cold as always. Dr. Fielding’s hands moved freely over my torso. “Ok, let’s have you stand here,” Dr. Fielding said, sitting in a chair in front of the examination table. I stood facing Grandpa was was watching me intently. “Can you flex your arms for me, Tim?” Dr. Fielding asked. “Sure,” I said, raising my arms up and flexing them to make lean muscle bulges appear. Grandpa smiled. Dr. Fielding ran his hands over my muscles. “You’re developing nicely for a boy your age, Tim. Now, I’m going to lower your underwear so I can examine your genitals.” “Ok,” I said. As he removed my white y-fronts, my penis started to get hard. Not only was I thinking about Grandpa and Dr. Fielding (and Dad and Mr. Summers), but I realized that having them look at me naked was very exciting. Dr. Fielding’s fingers gently moved across my cock, balls, and thighs. His fingers ran along the underside of my hardening boypenis. Grandpa smiled and leaned forward as he focused on my naked body. “You’re developing nicely, Tim. Since you have an erection, I think we should measure your penis, ok?” Holding my penis in one hand, he used his other hand to use a ruler to measure me. “Almost 12 centimeters, Tim.” Dr. Fielding said. “How many inches is that?” I asked. “It’s a little more than four-and-a-half inches.” I smiled my biggest smile. “Grandpa, my penis is a half-inch bigger than the last time I measured it.” “It looks great, Tim,” Grandpa said earnestly. “And it’s only going to get bigger and thicker as you grow older.” “Your grandfather is right, Tim,” Dr. Fielding said, still holding my erect cock in his long, brown fingers. “Your body is going through a lot of changes like having a larger, thicker penis and growing pubic hair like you’ve started doing here.” He touched the small tuft of curly hair at the base of my cock. “Have you started to masturbate, Tim?” “Yes.” “Do you ejaculate when you masturbate?” “Yes.” “Good. Have you engaged in other sexual activity like mutual masturbation?” “Yes.” “What about fellatio? Have you given or received oral sex?” “Yes. Both.” “How about analingus? That’s oral-anal sex?” His hand left my cock and rested on my buttocks. “I’ve only received it.” “And what about anal intercourse?” “Yes, receive.” “When was the last time you had anal intercourse, Tim?” “This morning,” I said, almost laughing. I smiled right at Grandpa who smiled back. He winked and nodded approvingly. “If it’s all right with you, I’d like to do a closer examination of your anus for any irritation arising from anal intercourse.” “I understand,” I said, excited by the thought of him examining my boyhole. I climbed up on to the examining table and leaned forward onto my elbows. I spread my legs to expose my hole fully. Grandpa and Dr. Fielding could see my smooth pink hole, my hairless taint and balls, and my hard boycock dangling between my legs. I was excited to be showing off for them like this. Dr. Fielding lightly touched my hole with his index finger. My hole twitched and puckered in response. “Can you tighten and relax your sphincter muscle for me, Tim?” I did as he asked, clenching my hole as tight as I could then relaxing fully. Memories of Dad’s cock came flooding back. My cock was dripping precum onto the paper lining of the examination table. “That’s great, Tim. You have excellent sphincter tone. And there’s no external irritation. I’m going to do a digital kocaeli escort examination of your rectum, Tim,” he said as he began to circle my hole with cold lube. “Does that feel ok, Tim?” Dr. Fielding asked. “Yes,” I moaned, anticipating his finger in my hole. “Maybe,” Dr. Fielding continued, “Your grandfather could help me. I usually like to collect a semen sample to monitor your sexual development. Would it be ok if your grandfather helped me with that.” “Oh, yes,” I enthused. “Stand up here, Jack,” Dr. Fielding said. “Now, take Tim’s penis in your hand like this,” he said placing my boycock in the palm of Grandpa’s hand. His palm and fingers were rough but felt good against my aching boner. At Dr. Fielding’s instruction, Grandpa closed his whole hand around my cock and began stroking me up and down as if he were milking my dick. He stroked slowly at first as he took in the feel of my hard cock and the sight of my fully exposed hole. “How does that feel, Tim?” Dr. Fielding asked. “Great,” I sighed. “It feels great, Grandpa.” Grandpa leaned towards my face. “It feels great for me too, buddy.” “While your grandfather is collecting your semen sample, I’m going to conduct a rectal exam with my fingers, Tim. I need you to tell us how it feels and when you’re about to ejaculate so we can get the specimen cup ready. Can you do that for us, Tim?” Dr. Fielding’s lubricated index finger found my hole again and began to tease it open. Grandpa continued to stroke the full length of my young cock, squeezing slightly to produce more precum. He milked me up and down. Dr. Fielding’s finger found it’s way into my tight hole. A little at first, then more and more of his long, thin finger. “That feels good. Finger my boypussy. Make me cum, Grandpa.” That encouraged them further. Grandpa began to grip my cock more tightly and stroke up and down faster. Dr. Fielding wiggled two fingers against my hole as I yielded. His lubed up fingers moving in and out of my hole. “Keep going, Use my boyhole. Finger me deep. Milk my cock.” They were driving me wild and I let them know. They were bringing me to the edge of shooting my young jizz. “Yes, yes,” I moaned. “I’m getting close. Keep going, Grandpa. Stroke my cock.” The position I was in was intensely pleasurable for both my cock and ass. I could feel every inch of Dr. Fielding’s fingers as they entered my tight hole and penetrated deep inside me again and again. And having Grandpa milk my cock from behind was unlike any stroke I had experienced so far. I began to rock back and forth on my elbows to force Dr. Fielding’s fingers deeper inside me. “I’m going to cum,” I shouted. Grandpa kept squeezing and stroking my cock. I felt an intense tightening along the inside of my thighs and up through my cock and hole. I involuntarily clenched my hole around Dr. Fielding’s fingers. With one final downstroke on my cock, Grandpa released my sperm in a giant pulse. He let go of my cock and I shot again and again. After I shot, I was able to relax my hole enough for Dr. Fielding to remove his fingers. He removed the specimen cup that was full of my semen, and I collapsed face down, naked on the examination table. Grandpa quietly stroked the back of my thigh for a few minutes until I could collect myself. I rolled over and sat up. I gave Grandpa a big hug and held him tightly for more than a few seconds. “Well done, Tim. I’ll let Mr. Summers know that you are in excellent condition and can participate in any and all activities at school.” He paused and made eye contact with Grandpa. “And at home,” he finished, smiling. “Here, Tim, you and your dad or grandad might find this helpful.” He handed me a small color magazine entitled “Puberty: A Guide for Fathers and Sons.” On the cover were several men around Dad’s age and several boys around my age. The men and boys were naked, chatting and laughing. A quick glance inside showed the dads and sons exploring their bodies and learning about young developing bodies. “Thanks, Dr. Fielding. And thank you for the examination.” “You’re welcome, Tim. If you have any questions, or anything I can help you with, please give me a call. I hope you and I will see each other again soon.” “I’d like that, Dr. Fielding.” I gave him a hug and could feel his large, hard penis down the right leg of his pants. “I’d like that a lot.” “C’mon, Tim,” Grandpa said, shaking Dr. Fielding’s hand, “let’s go home and get caught up.”

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