Jerry Ch. 09: Doctor's House Call

Jerry Ch. 09: Doctor’s House Call

The doctor comes bi.

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Notice to the reader:

This chapter picks up where the last ended. It can be read as a standalone story, but to understand all the ins-and-outs you could all of them. I hope you do.

I thought long and hard about which category to put it in. Gay Male for the bisexual element, Anal for that aspect, Group sex for the 3-way or Incest. It is a mixed up brew. I choose to go with this since incest tales seem to get the most look-ins. But take my warnings seriously. If any of the above offends, then skip this one.

As always the characters are fictional and at least 18 years old.

On with the play.

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“Oh ... Yesss ....Yesss .... Yesss!” Jerry’s mother cried as he flicked his tongue around her clitoris.

It surprised him how quickly her climax came on after she masturbated to one only minutes before. But then again, he could easily come again too. They had come together laying side-by-side on his bed while staring at a picture of her boyfriend’s cock.

“Oh yes ... right there ... “ she moaned. Her nylon clad feet pressed into the small of his back and her warm plump thighs held his head captive. Her hands too kept his soaked face in position to give her the best pleasure.

“Ping.” Her phone announced the arrival of a text. Jerry wanted her to check it right away but knew mom’s organism must come first. He hoped the text came in reply to the picture his mom sent. The one that showed him smiling after he licked her boyfriend’s cum from her pussy. He couldn’t wait to hear Sam’s response.

He tightened his hold on her undulating hips and pressed his flattened tongue harder against the stiff nub.

“OOOOhhh Yesssss ... yessss!” his mother cried. She shook wildly, flinging her arms wide to either side. Her head moved in a contrary gesture to her words. “No, no, no,” the silent movement conveyed. He wondered if the contradiction came from the taboo nature of her climax. The taboo aspect and love he felt towards his mother made his actions pleasurable for him. For the same reasons he wanted to fuck his mom. Not that it wouldn’t feel great too.

Her spasms subsided slowly until she lay blissfully drained. Jerry easily escaped from her hold and raised his head. He surveyed his shapely mother while her eyes were closed. He studied the wide open nurse’s dress and her large pale breasts which spilled from the cups of her plain white bra. The twin pink erect nipples begged to be tugged or sucked. Her auburn hair which framed her lovely oval face fanned out across the pillows. His mother was beautiful.

His dick ached in need as it pressed against the bed. The friction of the pantyhose he wore made the sensations even more intense than if he’d been naked. He longed to plunge his cock into his mother’s hot wet vagina. Would it feel as good as his sister’s?

His mom opened her eyes and caught him staring at the sodden crotch of her panties. Pulled to one side it revealed her glistening pussy lips. They parted slightly as if inviting him in but he needed to be sure he’d be welcome. Anyway, first he wanted to know about the text. He glanced at the phone on the bed next to her hip.

“Okay I’ll check it,” she said reaching for her phone. After one touch she disappointed him with the news the text was from her friend, Carol.

“She wants to know if you like the clothes,” his mom explained.

‘Darn it wasn’t from Sam,’ he thought. He tried to keep his disappointment from his face as he said, “Tell her I really like them.” His mom’s friend bought him some clothes to cheer him up. They were nice for the Fall warm weather but were girl’s clothes. This confused him but he had to admit he looked pretty and even sexy in them.

His mom thumbed in the answer to Carol’s question then sent it on its way. She put the phone back down, gave him a look and said, “Sam’s a doctor. He is always busy. You have to be patient and get on with life while you wait for him.”

“I know that Mom but ...,” he acknowledged before trailing off unable to put his mixed up desires into words.

“Now help me get up so I can get undressed.”

He rose quickly pushing himself up from between her legs. He got up at the foot of the bed. Then he stepped around to its head in time to lend a hand to his disheveled mother. He felt grown up when she used his strength to stand but blushed when she gave him a peck of a kiss on a cheek afterwords.

When she lowered her arms the white dress, unbuttoned and open, fell down her body. She turned away from Jerry saying, “Undo my bra Honey.”

With fumbling fingers he succeeded in unfastening it after two failed attempts. The white elastic fabric fell away leaving her pale torso naked to the waist. Slight pink indentations remained where the bra had been. His boner came alive again at the sight.

She bent over pushing the panties down her full womanly thighs. He tried not to stare at her smooth plump ass. It wobbled gently as she shifted from foot to foot while stepping out of her drawers. He didn’t miss a single quiver of either cheek. He longed to explore the deep crevice between them.

“Ping.” Her phone sounded the arrival of another text. She took it up, holding it low so he couldn’t see. After glancing at the message she quickly turned it face down on the nightstand.

“Who was it?” he asked. He knew the likely answer. Mom would be more excited if it came from Sam. He studied her waist which seemed so narrow compared to her flared hips.

“Oh it was just Carol being ... silly,” his mother replied. The long pause before the last word spoke of some hidden something. He couldn’t see her face but if he did he suspected it would show some unease or irritation He wished she would turn to face him, not least because he wished to see her stiff pink nipples.

When she stood up straight he wanted nothing more than to clasp her against his body. Instead he asked, “What did she say?”

Her silence stretched to a full minute then, “She wants to see you wearing them tomorrow morning.”

He nodded though she couldn’t see. Her mother’s friend came over almost every Saturday morning. That could not be what she was reluctant to share. He reached out to tentatively caress her. He trailed his fingertips from her soft shoulders down her arms to the tender inside surface of each elbow. She sighed and leaned her head back. He whispered in her ear, “What else did she say?”

“Just a joke.” He barely heard the words. A joke wouldn’t account for her evasions. Not unless it hinted at something else. Her lack of laughter meant it wasn’t terribly funny. He’d heard the two laughing uncontrollably at the lamest jests or puns, most of which he didn’t even get.

“Tell it to me,” he urged. He ran his fingers back up her shoulders, then down her front. His fingertips traced the curves from her collar bone down each large breast to her twin stiff nipples. Her sighs of pleasure thrilled him and his own stiffness ached. He couldn’t stop himself from pressing his nylon covered penis between his mother’s ass cheeks.

“Mmmm,” she sighed. She raised herself onto the balls of her feet, causing her bottom to rub against his hardness. “Oh honey ... please don’t tease me so.”

“I’m not teasing Mom.” His whisper sounded husky to his ears. He forgot the line of questioning he’d been on. With his member trapped between them he could think of little else. His fingers with a mind of their own pinched and tugged at each rubbery nipple.

“Oh that Carol,” she said. Then pushing his hands away from her breasts she sank to the flats of her feet again. First moving a tad forwards she swung around to face him. Her expression so serious he thought she was angry.

She said, “Get those girly clothes off young man!” When he hesitated she reached out to grab the sports bra he was wearing. She tore it off over his head none too gently and tossed it to the floor. He hoped she hadn’t ruined it. At first he didn’t like it but had a change of heart when he’d seen himself wearing it with the black pantyhose. It was a sexy look.

Her hands moved to his waist and she squatted to pull the hose down his skinny legs. He lifted each foot in turn so she could remove the pantyhose. He hoped there were no runs in them after they were cast aside. Now both mother and son were almost naked. He was stark naked but she still wore her white stockings with their lacy tops.

Although he blushed it wasn’t so much from embarrassment as a flush of lust. When his mother again stood straight before him her face looked flushed as well. No smile graced her lips which instead showed determination.

“There! You’re a man!” she said. “Carol and Diane want to turn you into a girl or a sissy. Never forget that you are a man. My son, a good boy!” She looked at him up and down paying particular attention to his smallish upthrust cock.

“I know Mom. I know but sometimes it is fun and -.” He was cut off by the ‘Ping’ of another incoming text. His eyes went to the phone laying on the nightstand.

She picked it up slowly driving him mad with impatience. She held it so he couldn’t see the screen while she read the message. A smile broke out on her lovely face and she brought a hand up to her lips to stifle a giggle. The gesture made her look much younger than she seemed a moment before.

“Who is it from? What does it say?” He hoped he didn’t sound too eager.

“It’s Sam. He’s on his way here,” she announced joyfully. “I better get cleaned up. Do you want to shower with me?”

“Did he say anything about the picture of me?”

She considered this for a few seconds then handed over her phone. He tapped the home button and read the message. He couldn’t understand it at first but the meaning slowly dawned on him. He clinched his sphincter tightly at the realization. He heard his mother giggle as she slipped her stockings down her shapely legs.

He wondered at her amusement given the nastiness of Sam’s comment.

She led him by the hand into the bathroom. Opening a drawer she pulled out a yellow shower cap. After putting it on she reached into the shower, turned on the water and adjusted its temperature. She did this without displaying any sign that what they were doing was in any way unusual.

He watched her every movement with aching desire. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, perfect in every way. He longed to ... he didn’t know what, but he wanted to very much.

“Opps, I better go down and unlock the front door for Sam.” She dashed out and disappeared down the stairs. Her bouncing, quivering form looked spectacular. Walking on the balls of her feet made her legs very erotic.

Still holding her phone he looked again at Sam’s reply. Then he guiltily strolled back to read Carol’s text.

Can’t wait to see the girlie. I want to fuck her soooo bad. How about a threesome?

Jerry had known his mother and her friend were lovers for years. The subject never came up in conversation but all three knew there was nothing secret about it. His bedroom was right above his mom’s and Carol could be loud; much louder than his mother. His sister Diane laughed when he asked what the noises meant. At the time, years ago, her explanation embarrassed him to no end. After this day’s experiences he realized the relationship was not unusual. Every woman he knew seemed to be in one.

He never thought of joining the two of them even in his deepest sexual fantasies. His dreams ran more towards juicy cocks and sweaty balls. He couldn’t help but feel pleasure knowing that Carol wanted him, even as a girl.

He set the phone on the counter when his mother neared the top of the stairs. She stepped up on the landing and her heavy breasts swayed as she turned towards the bathroom. He got a great peek at her pink nipples before she modestly covered them with one arm and hand. She covered the sparse patch of auburn pubic hair with her other hand.

“Silly boy. Waiting for Mommy to put you in the bath?” she asked. “You know we’re not suppose to waste water.”

He thought she wanted him to take a shower with her. He distinctly remembered her asking him to but he blushed anyway. “I’m sorry,” he said turning to enter the shower stall.

There was room for two under the stream of water. She nudged him gently forward as she stepped in behind. Soon he felt her hands rubbing a washcloth along his back. It felt great getting the places he couldn’t reach himself.

“Move forward a little more so I can get wet too dear.” He did as she requested, his head passing through the water spray. He hung his head down to keep it clear of the water as she lathered up behind him. His dick still stood upright but it no longer ached.

“Do my back for me please,” she said. When he turned around she was facing away from him. She passed the soap and cloth to him as he marveled at her figure. He soaped up the cloth then used it to caress her flowing curves. He didn’t rush the job, carefully getting every square inch of her now pink flesh.

He held the cloth under the stream and twisted to get the soap out. He then went over the same ground again wiping away the suds. He soaped up the cloth again ready to take care of her ample butt when she said, “That’s good. Now turn around and let me do your bottom. You’ll want it nice and clean for Sam.”

This showering together was much more tame than he expected. Mom carefully avoided any unnecessary erotic stimulation for either of them. He didn’t know if he was relieved or not. He was filled with confused desires as he let the water cascade down the front of his slender body.

“Bend over and pull your cheeks apart dear,” his mother said matter-of-factly. He could easily imagine her as a nurse saying it to a patient but not to him. He hesitated until she gave him a gentle yet insistent push between the shoulder blades.

“I hope you’ve had a bowel movement recently,” she said.

“Well not since this morning,” he replied as he bent down.

“Are you regular? Once a day?”

“Yes.”

“Very good dear.”

That was strange he thought as he grabbed a cheek in either hand and spread them apart. She first ran the cloth up and down the crack of his ass. It took her longer than it would have taken him to be satisfied with its cleanliness. Little by little the cloth’s motion centered on his anus until it came to rest right there.

“Have you been keeping up with your practice?”

He was shocked mom knew about his practice sessions. His sister must have told her about giving him a dildo to train with. What else had she told her?

“Yeah some nights, but not last night,” he admitted.

“I heard you had an eventful evening.”

“Yeah.” That was quite an understatement. Both he and his crush Tom had fucked Diane the previous night. Apparently Diane told mom that as well. She was shameless but in a playful way.

His thoughts were interrupted by a wash cloth covered fingertip probing his hole. Soap provided some lubrication but its texture wasn’t ideal for easy penetration. He put both hands on the wall of the stall in front to hold himself steady. She rotated her finger and pushed it in deeper. Surprisingly there was no pain just a little discomfort.

“Does it hurt? I think it needs to go deeper.” Without waiting for a reply she pushed her finger all the way in. She held it still for at least a minute letting him adjust to it before rotating it again.

Whether it was the warmth of the soapy cloth or the fact it was his mother’s finger inside it, the reaming became more pleasant the longer it lasted. His moan of pleasure came from deep within.

She yanked her finger out leaving his ass suddenly empty. “You’re much cleaner now Jerry. Now get out of here so I can finish before the hot water runs out.”

They switched positions not quite avoiding touching one another as they did so. They passed back-to-back so their ass cheeks brushed lightly. The sensation caused him to move his hips forward pressing his stiff penis against the cool glass shower door. It felt so good he kept it in contact as he slid the door open. He’d never done that before. The day had been filled with new experiences. Hopefully more would be coming soon.

He grabbed a towel from the rack and dried himself off. He stared at the vague form of the naked woman as she scrubbed her body. His dick throbbed with the need to come and he had to use all his willpower to keep from beating off.

“Oh darn,” cried his mom. “There goes the hot water.” She stepped aside from the spray and turned it off. She opened the shower door and stuck out a hand. He knew what she wanted so he passed her a dry towel. He was disappointed when she slid the door closed as his view of her nakedness remained through the foggy glass.

There came a soft knock on the bathroom door. It opened a crack and a man’s head appeared.

“Here’s Johnny!” Sam said in a sinister voice.

Jerry smiled at the prank but more so at the arrival of mom’s boyfriend.

“That was a bit obvious Sam but nice try,” Mary said from behind the glass door. She continued drying herself lifting each breast to rub the towel beneath. The fog had cleared from the glass so both men were able to see her pink nipples.

“Hello Mary, Jerry. Mind if I join you?” Sam asked. He pushed the door open revealing his tall naked body. His long thin cock stood proudly towards the ceiling. The exposed head was angry red and glistened in the bright bathroom light. The stalk rose from a forest of salt and pepper pubic hair.

“We were just finishing up in here. If you want a shower it will have to be a cold one,” Mary told Sam.

“That’s the last thing I want right now,” the older man said as he reached out and ruffled Jerry’s damp hair.

“What do you want most?” Mary asked sliding open the shower door. She removed the yellow cap from her head allowing her auburn tresses to fall around her white shoulders.

“Jerry knows,” the doctor replied. One hand cupped the back of Jerry’s head and urged it down.

The redhead willingly bent at the waist until Sam’s glans where an inch from his face. He caught a whiff of cock odor so he breathed it in deep. It aroused him to another level. His tongue, like a snake’s, whipped out to tentatively taste the piss hole staring up at him and carry the flavor back to his mouth. He took the cock head between his lips eager for more.

Sam’s was the second uncut dick he sucked today and the third cock in total. He contemplated the similarities and differences as this hot cock filled his mouth. Its length seemed disproportionate to its thickness and that made it so very sexy.

“That’s what my son has wanted all evening,” Mary said. She stepped from the shower and sat on the closed lid of the toilet. Jerry felt her right hand caress his bottom and her lips come close to his ear. “It’s a dream come true isn’t it dear?” she whispered.

“Mhhh huhh,” he replied with a slight nod.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full honey,” she chided softly.

The hot living head thrust up into his mouth to his throat, pulled out a few inches and thrust up again. He kept his lips wrapped tightly around the rod getting it slick with his saliva. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked on the cock. Because of its shape it was easy to imagine he was sucking on a thick straw. He wanted Sam’s seed but hoped it wouldn’t come too soon.

Sam abruptly stopped thrusting and pushed Jerry’s head off his cock. Jerry had got his first taste of precum and wanted more. He felt the older man was depriving him of it or teasing him, but no that wasn’t it at all.

The doctor with one strong but gentle hand turned him around to face towards the shower. He heard a click of something plastic and turned to see what it was. Sam held a small tube of lube and was applying some to his stiff prick.