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Writer: SubMicroBetaCock
Subject: Dr Shine 1
Link: LS666 Emails / 10.04.2025
Author’s Note: Dear XP, It may not meet the usual writing standards for LS666.
Dr Shine 1
“Don’t worry, don’t worry—everything will be okay.”
Dr Shine’s soothing voice and very well-practised bedside manner did indeed help me relax.
I had been his patient for a year following a severe traffic accident. Myself and my family were somewhat in awe of him as reputedly he saved my life through quick action. I had become used to his slightly awkward manner, apparently always very apologetic and trusted him implicitly.
So, three months after I left the hospital, he contacted my mother. He suggested I would benefit from a visit to his office once a month. I had absolutely no hesitation. I would be visiting his private offices, but he reassured my mother that there would be no charge, as he would fit me in at the end of his patient visit on a Saturday morning.
I had just turned ten when I went into his very plush office. He led me to a chair facing his desk and seemed to be studying my demeanour. After he had questioned me about how I was feeling, he said it would be good if he could examine me. So he led me over to his examination table, his hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry everything will be okay,” he almost whispered.
He suggested I take off my shirt and climb up on his examination table.
“I need to examine down below, so let me help you with your trousers and underpants,” he said somewhat to my surprise.
He stood at the end of his examination table and gently pulled me down so that he could undo the button on my trousers.
“Lift your little bottom for me, while I help you with your trousers.”
I blushed with embarrassment, realising I would be completely naked in front of him. He unlaced my shoes and placed them on the floor and then slowly took my socks off. I lifted my hips off the table as he slid my trousers and underpants together down over my legs.
“Gorgeous, my little boy, gorgeous,” he cooed.
Thinking about it today fifty years later, and understanding what a prodigious paedophile he was, indeed it must’ve been wonderful for him to see my hairless cock and balls (albeit tiny) appear very close to his face. I don’t recall, but I do imagine that he licked his lips at the sight.
When I was now completely naked, he pulled me further down the table so my bum was near the edge and he pushed my knees back to my chest.
“Hold your knees there as I examine you,” was all he said and of course, I complied with his gentle instruction.
I remember vividly, that he squirted some liquid into his ungloved hands. Then to my great surprise, he took my cock and balls in one hand and massaged the lube into them, whilst with his other hand he rubbed around my anus and then gently slid a finger into my arse.
Almost immediately, I was suffering from sensory overload. I had never until this day masturbated and certainly never had anything in my ass.
At some point, my embarrassment receded and I started to experience wonderful sensations I had never felt before. I imagine that I started to respond to his exploration of my ass by lifting my pelvis.
He asked me if I had ever masturbated, and when he realised I didn’t even know what he was talking about. He explained it to me. Telling me it was completely natural.
My little cock was getting just a bit bigger as he gently wanked it with his thumb and finger. Pulling down the foreskin and then rubbing his thumb over my tiny cock head. At the same time, he now had two fingers in my ass and was gently fucking me with them.
“Every little boy should learn to pleasure themselves like this.”
Imagine this ten-year-old damaged boy, his first sexual experience, at the hands of a pedophile, who we now know groomed (I refuse to say abused) thousands of boys. He was my hero. I trusted him implicitly and was/am very submissive. I responded to his encouragement, enjoying my ass being fingered. He must have felt he hit the jackpot.
I could see his face was flushed red, as I guess was mine.
Even today I look back with great affection for how he taught me how to start pleasuring myself, his fingers probing my anus as he squeezed my cock and balls. I remember the intense pleasure he was giving me as he groomed me so well.
Availing of my sexual high he continued to instruct me.
“You should do this as often as possible at night, I will give you some oil so you can play with your gorgeous little cock, and don’t forget a little boy’s anus is a real source of pleasure, so make sure you always have something up there.”
I’m not sure how long this lasted, although I do know that I had not yet started to ejaculate. I also never experienced any negative emotion concerning my years visiting Dr Shine so I’m guessing I enjoyed and was proud of my first experience of being groomed.
What I do remember vividly is I was shocked when he finally stopped wanking and finger fucking me, and then looking me straight in the eye put his fingers which had been in my ass into his mouth and sucked them.
I was stunned, as I saw him unzip the front of his trousers and pull out his cock. He came to the side of the examination table and as he continued to suck his fingers, he wanked his cock over mine, beating its head against my little cock as he groaned, clearly experiencing a sexual high.
He briefly took his fingers out of his mouth saying, “Little boy ass always tastes beautiful, remember to taste yours as often as possible.”
The next thing I knew his gorgeous big cock was spunking over mine, I was shocked by the heat of his spunk as rope after rope hit my tummy, cock and balls. Just as he was finishing, he brought his cock to my mouth.
“Have a taste,” he said, “I think you’ll like it.”
Being as submissive as I was, I did indeed take the head of his cock into my mouth and experienced my first overwhelming taste of adult spunk. At the same time, he scooped his spunk from my cock and balls and pushed his fingers into my mouth.
“I hope you like my present,” he said as I nodded, both his cock head and fingers in my mouth.
Again, fifty years later, I look back in all at how he had groomed me from a nervous shy very submissive little boy into taking his cock in my mouth and swallowing his spunk — I was in love and awe of him, and I still am.
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE