Doctor Bellows Busy Saturday

*******This is complete fantasy. All characters are 18+. Dr. Bellows has been invited to recruit new patients at Gordon Academy. People with nineteen-year-old male students who have just graduated have been invited to hear Dr. Bellows pitch. Dr. Bellows will even get some new patients from the meeting. This contains many characters and references from my story 'Punishing the All Stars' so it would be best to read that story first. Please leave comments.******

Dr. Bellows finished his speech about the various treatments and conditions he treats in his clinic. There were about twenty or so people in front of him sitting at the cafeteria tables. Most looked like parents, but there were a few older people. Dr. Bellows assumed they were grandparents.

Dr. Bellows receptionist sat at the table closest to the doctor with her laptop. They were planning on setting up some appointments after the conference.

Many of the nineteen-year-old guys who had just graduated from Gordon Academy had heard their parents talking about the conference from Dr. Bellows and hoped to hell their parents wouldn't attend and get any ideas. They'd all heard about the 'treatments' Dr. Bellows offered.

Several of the graduates from the football team knew that the quarterback, Erik, was a patient of Dr. Bellows. He had told the other seniors on the team that they should dissuade their parents from attending the conference. Unfortunately for them, several of their parents were there.

Dr. Bellows said, "I know all of you have young men heading off to college in a month or two and I can guarantee many of them would benefit from an appointment. Now, I'd like to open the floor to questions. When you get called on, please tell me your young man's name first before the question."

Several hands went up. A blonde haired, well-dressed woman sitting near the back was called on first. She stood up and said, "my sons name is Lyndon and he is heading to the state college next month. We've been having some defiance issues. He refuses to honor his curfew and has gotten several speeding tickets. Do you have any treatments that could help with that?"

Dr. Bellows smiled as he replied, "Yes, we do have treatments that can help with that. Since it seems to be an ongoing issue, I would suggest appointments weekly or biweekly."

He pointed at a lady on the heavier side who looked to be middle age and said, "yes ma'am."

The lady replied, "My son Eli is 19. We've had quite a bit of issues with Eli masturbating a lot. I can't tell you how many crusty tissues I've found. I've also found the stains in his sheets. Should I make him an appointment?"

Dr. Bellows nodded, "absolutely. That is a very common thing with my patients. It is normal and healthy to masturbate occasionally. However, many young men become addicted to it. A good rule of thumb is that they only need to ejaculate once a week or four times a month. I have treatments to address this and ways that you can deter him from masturbating. I would also suggest you search his room when he isn't home. If he is masturbating as much as you say, then it's likely he has a hidden bottle of lubricant and some hidden pornography."

The woman said, "I hope not. He knows how we feel about pornography."

Dr. Bellows said, "If you find any, make it clear to him that porn is not allowed in your house. I believe an appointment is necessary for your son. Please see my receptionist at the end."

A nerdy looking man raised his hand. Dr. Bellows called on him. He stood and said, "my sons Morton and Perry are twins. Both of them have not been respecting my authority since they graduated. I've found them with cigarettes which they know I do not allow. I just want to make sure they stay on the right track. They're going to college out of state soon. Would an appointment help?"

Dr. Bellows answered, "Certainly. I suggest the appointment be with both of them together."

He answered several more questions then ended the conference by saying, "I hope you all will consider making an appointment for your guys. My receptionist here will help you set them up. I've set aside an entire Saturday just for you guys. Thank you."

Dr. Bellows was happy to see that over half the people in the room were lined up in front of his receptionist.

As Dr. Bellows and his receptionist began packing up to leave, his receptionist quipped, "we are going to have a busy Saturday. We have fifteen new patients."

Dr. Bellows smiled as they left. The coming Saturday was going to be quite eventful for some of the recent 19-year-old graduates of Gordon Academy.

10am Saturday

Eli signed his name on the check in log. The receptionist thanked him and told him to take a seat. The emo looking nineteen-year-old was thin and about six feet tall. He wore black rimmed glasses and had short brown hair. He was in a burgundy V-neck shirt, black skinny jeans, a black belt with yellow smiley faces on it, and chunky boots.

The clinic was very hot. According to the receptionist they were having air conditioning problems.

He sat down and realized he knew most of the people in the waiting room. Sitting near the corner was Codi. He was sitting with his uncle that he lived with. Codi was the captain of the baseball team. He had very tan skin and black smooth hair. He was wearing a preppy button-down and coral colored shorts with a pair of deck shoes. Eli felt a grin creep over his face as he thought back to witnessing Codi's uncle shaving Codi's ass crack before locking him in a chastity cage a few weeks prior.

A small twink nurse with glasses stuck his head out and, with a grin, said, "Codi."

Codi and his uncle both got up and started heading back. The nurse introduced himself as Riley and the door shut behind them.

Before the door out of the waiting room shut Eli heard a loud THWACK! Then a loud wail from somewhere back in the office.

About fifteen minutes later Riley stuck his head out of the door and, with the same grin, said, "Eli."

Eli stood and walked over to the door. His boots were thudding on the linoleum as he walked.

Eli looked down the long hallway as the door to the waiting room shut. All the exam room doors were open. Riley quipped, "sorry about our AC problems. We are keeping the exam room doors open for air flow, just so you know. We are going to room three. Right there." He pointed at one of the exam rooms in the middle of the hall.

As they headed down the hall, Eli happened to glance in exam room one and came to a dead stop. In the open exam room, for everyone to see, were Morton and Perry. They were both on the chubby side with messy black hair. They were standing in the center of the room with their hands behind their heads facing each other. They were both naked with pale bellies that had a small amount of black hair. Each one had a black trail off their bellybuttons heading to a mop of pubes. Each of them had a stubby soft weenie. They each had tears in their eyes and each was biting down on a bar of soap. They each had dribbles of soapy slobber hanging off their chins. Sitting in the floor between the two of them was a large wooden paddle. Eli could see that each of them had bright red ass cheeks. He assumed they'd been the ones he'd heard getting paddled.

Eli turned his head to the exam room across the hall as he heard a voice say, "and is he kept in the chastity cage at all times."

His eyes went wide from shock. In the other room Codi's uncle was standing beside a muscular black man in scrubs. Codi was standing beside them with his mouth hanging open. He had his shirt pulled up past his bellybutton and his shorts and underwear were around his ankles. His pubes were still shaved completely off, and his penis was still sealed in the chastity cage that had a small padlock on it and a ring going around the back of his scrotum. Behind them pushed against a wall of the exam room was a menacing looking padded chair with ankle and wrist restraints

Codi's uncle replied, "yes at all times."

The doctor nodded and said, "okay. Codi, strip those clothes off then get on the exam bench. Lie on your back and hold your knees up to your chest."

Riley said, "come on, Eli. We are very busy today and need to get you ready for Dr. Bellows."

He waved Eli into room three. Before he had a chance to sit on the exam bench Riley quipped, "go ahead and strip down to your underwear."

Eli stuttered, "um..... could... could we shut the door please?"

Riley replied, "I'm sorry Eli. We're trying to keep some airflow in the building so we have to leave them open. Don't worry. Everyone here is a guy and you know all the patients today, so you have nothing to worry about."

Eli actually felt worse at that statement. He didn't move and Riley just stood there staring at him. Eli leaned against the bench and bent down so he could untie the laces on the chunky boots. He slid them off with his socks. He slid his shirt off revealing a pale chest with no abs and an outie bellybutton. Riley noted his chest was totally hairless except for a small black trail heading down from his bellybutton that disappeared into his underwear.

Riley was getting very turned on by the sight in front of him. The nervous emo guys always were his favorite at the clinic.

The grey band of his underwear was visible above his pants. Eli began undoing his belt and then moved on to the button and zipper. With some struggle he pushed the skinny jeans down and stepped out of them. He stood back up and jumped up on the exam bench.

Riley could tell through Eli's grey boxer briefs that the nineteen-year-old was packing a big penis. Riley had noticed this. The emo guys seemed to always be hung like a horse.

Riley turned to leave the room and said, "Dr. Bellows will be with you shortly."

He sat on the exam bench for about ten minutes. Suddenly he jumped as he heard a loud moan. Then he heard a voice half-yell "I am so close to cumming! I just can't!"

Eli realized the voice was Codi's.

Riley was walking down the hall past Eli's room. As he was walking by Eli saw the black doctor in scrubs was turning to walk into his room. The doctor stopped and said, "Riley, check on the patient in room two. He's on a two-hour high stimulation treatment."

Eli realized the doctor must have been talking about Codi. What was a high stimulation treatment?

Riley said, "yes doctor."

The black doctor walked into Eli's room and stuck out his hand saying, "Dr. Jermaine Bellows. Nice to meet you."

Eli nervously shook the doctor's hand.

Dr. Bellows inquired, "Eli, do you know why your mother requested you have an appointment with me?"

Eli replied, "No. She said it was some kind of physical."

Dr. Bellows nodded, "Eli, your mother tells me that you have been masturbating excessively."

Eli felt his mouth fall open and he began spluttering, "I.... I'm...... How does she know when I jerk off?"

Dr. Bellows said, "you apparently leave plenty of evidence behind. How often are you masturbating?"

Eli knew his face was bright red as he replied, "Like once a day. Okay, sometimes twice a day." The nineteen-year-old had never been so embarrassed in his life. Little did he know it was about to get worse.

Dr. Bellows tapped away on the tablet in his hand and turned it around to show Eli a picture. He asked, "and Eli, tell me, are these yours?"

Eli's mouth hung open. On the screen was a picture of a bottle of lubricant and a porno magazine with a naked woman spreading her legs open wide on the cover. Eli realized that the picture was taken in his bedroom.

"Where did you get that!?" Eli gasped.

Dr. Bellows said, "Your mother searched your room while you were out. I'm sure you know your mother's stance on pornography."

Eli nodded. He knew his mother hated porn. Eli thought he'd hidden it well.

The doctor instructed, "Stand up, son. Take those underwear off and put your hands behind your head."

Eli stood and began begging, "can... can we please shut the door.?"

The doctor opened one of the drawers along the wall and pulled out a large leather strap. Dr. Bellows said, "son. My treatments sometimes require corporal punishment. If I don't see you in your birthday suit with your hands behind your head in ten seconds you will be bending over this bench getting twenty with this strap."

With the threat of getting strapped, Eli pushed his underwear down while keeping his hands cupped over his crotch. He kicked them off. He timidly exposed his crotch and put his hands behind his head. He felt a tingle in his crotch as the black doctor looked him over. Coming down from his bellybutton, his black happy trail spread into a trimmed sparse bush. A soft four inch cut penis sat under the bush and there was a very full pale scrotum under the shaft.

Dr. Bellows could tell Eli had two big sperm factories in his scrotum. Dr. Bellows pointed to the exam bench and ordered, "bend over. We're starting by checking your prostate."

Eli turned around and bent over. He was just praying no one would walk by while the doctor had a finger stuck up his ass.

He heard the doctor snap on a pair of gloves and soon felt a finger pushing against his ring.

Dr. Bellows began pushing his finger in Eli's starfish.

Eli jumped as the doctors hand smacked down onto his left ass cheek, "stop clenching." Dr. Bellows commanded.

Eli had never had anything in his ass before and soon he felt Dr. Bellows middle finger approaching knuckle-deep in his butthole. The doctor was hooking his finger up and down. Eli realized he was feeling a tingle in his balls.

Dr. Bellows was very aware he was tickling the emo guy's prostate. He could see between Eli's legs that his penis was filling with blood.

Eli's eyes bugged as the doctor wedged a second finger into his anus. Dr. Bellows thorough prostate exam lasted almost five minutes and by the end he'd jammed three fingers into Eli's ass.

With a pop Dr. Bellows pulled his fingers out.

"Get up and turn around," the doctor quipped. "And put your hands back on your head."

Eli was so mortified as he turned around that he didn't make eye contact with the doctor. He put his hands behind his head. His weenie was now swollen to its full nine inches. It was thin, but long. It also had a pearl of precum on the slit.

The doctors said, "Eli, I believe you have the largest penis I've seen today. Congratulations."

Eli rolled his eyes and muttered a "thanks."

Dr. Bellows reached into the cabinet on the back wall and pulled out a large menacing red bag that had a snaking tube with a clip and nozzle at the end. He asked, "do you know what this is?"

Eli answered, "an enema bag."

The doctor said, "yes it is. As part of your treatment, you are getting a thorough enema."

Eli started to object but the doctor calmly said, "no Eli. Get on all fours on the exam bench. Or do I need to get the strap?" He pointed at the ominous leather strap on the counter.

Eli got on all fours on the bench with his asshole facing the open door. His penis was still hard as a nail as he watched the doctor preparing the enema. He poured in a generous amount of soap and salt then filled the red bag with so much water the rubber bag was stretched to its limit.

Dr. Bellows hung the swollen bag on the rolling stand in the corner and rolled it over to the bench. Eli could see the doctor rub a generous glob of lube on the fat nozzle.

The doctor used a hand to pry open Eli's butt cheeks while the other held the nozzle. He said, "alright Eli, here it comes."

Eli shuddered as the large nozzle and bulb was forced into his anus. With no warning the doctor clicked open the nozzle full blast.

Eli let out a moan. The water was warm. The doctor instructed, "arch your back. You have a lot of water to take young man."

Dr. Bellows could see Eli's skinny belly already beginning to visibly swell. Eli let out another moan. He was feeling very full.

Dr. Bellows said, "calm down boy. You still have half the bag left."

Eli begged, "please. I'm full I can't take it."

The doctor replied, "yes you can, son. And you will. This is a punishment enema for the pornography in your mothers home. It is meant to be very uncomfortable."

By the time the bag trickled empty Eli's thighs were quivering. He'd never needed to shit so bad.

Dr. Bellows patted his back and said, "I'm pulling out the tube. Clench tight. You will be in for a major strapping if you make a mess."

Eli was struggling to keep his hole shut as the nozzle popped out of his ass. He looked at the doctor and said, "where.... Where's the bathroom?"

The doctor replied, "right at the end of the hall. But you won't be going there for another thirty minutes." He saw Eli's eyes go wide and his mouth hang open.

The doctor ordered, "be careful and get up. I want you facing the door with your hands behind your head."

Eli waddled to his feet. His belly was starting to cramp making him need to empty his bowels even more. He put his hands behind his head. The emo's thin body was making his swollen pale belly more apparent with his outie pushed out. His nine-inch weenie was still erect and pointing straight out. Eli's mouth hung open.

The doctor set a timer on his tablet and held it up so Eli could see it. It was now counting down from thirty minutes. The doctor said, "you will hold this position for thirty minutes. Your hands will not leave your head and you will not be allowed to go to the bathroom until the thirty minutes is over. If you move out of that spot or loose control of that enema you will be getting well acquainted with the strap. Is that clear?"

Eli had sweat running down his forehead as he replied, "yes sir."

As the doctor left the room Eli gasped as a crash of cramps hit his overfilled colon.

While Eli was in agony, Codi was feeling like his nuts were about to explode down the hall. The tan young man was strapped into the chair that was pushed against the back wall of exam room two.

After he had felt the humiliation of dropping his pants and underwear in front of his uncle and Doctor Bellows exposing his tight chastity device, the doctor had ordered him out of his clothes entirely and to get on his back on the exam bench and raise his knees to his chest.

Doctor Bellows had snapped on gloves and, after slathering lubricant on Codi's pink, shaved starfish, began jamming a hooked finger in his butthole. Doctor Bellows asked his uncle, "and is he kept in the cage to prevent excessive masturbation?"

His uncle replied, "yes. I told him unless he wants to be wearing it his entire first semester at college, I suggest he stay on his best behavior."

Codi was totally straight, but he couldn't help the arousal he was feeling from the finger tickling his prostate. His penis was trying in vain to grow with blood in its small cage.

With a pop the doctor yanked his finger out and instructed, "Codi, keep those knees pulled up to your chest." Turning to his uncle he said, "I am proposing a two-hour arousal cycle followed by an ejaculation." The doctor reached in a cabinet and pulled out what looked like a large smooth metal butt plug.

Codi's mouth hung open. He knew where the doctor intended to the put massive plug.

The doctor explained, "this is a male stimulation plug. It will provide a stimulus to your prostate that I can control. I will set it so you stay highly aroused and near orgasm for two hours. After the two hours I will change the setting to ejaculation and cause you to have an orgasm. I am doing this to teach you how much of a gift ejaculation is and that shooting your seed is not something to be done lightly."

It had felt like a cannon ball was being jammed into Codi's puckered anus. After the plug was in, the doctor had secured Codi into the padded seat with the arm and leg restraints. Then the doctor retrieved the key to the cage from Codi's uncle and removed the cage. For the first time in two weeks Codi's penis was free and almost instantly filled with blood.

Dr. Bellows told his uncle he could leave and return in two hours. The doctor started the high stimulation cycle and left the room.

It had felt good at first, but now 25 minutes in, Codi was near tears. His balls felt huge and ached. His bloated dick head was red and was leaking a constant string of sticky precum into the floor. He tried not to contract his ass muscles or the stimulator would brush even harder on his prostate. The nineteen-year-olds hard weenie was hooking upward and occasionally twitched as Codi tried to will an orgasm to happen.

Codi had a clear view across the hall where Morton and Perry were still standing naked, hands behind their heads. The soap in their mouths was now sending such strong strings of slobber and suds out of their mouth that it was sliding down their bellies and going into their forests of pubic hair.

Dr. Bellows walked into the room. He could tell Morton and Perry both looked green. Their stomachs felt gross from the soap that was now churning in their bellies. The doctor reached up and pulled the bars of soap from each of their mouths.

After allowing each of them to go to the sink and rinse out their mouths Morton moaned, "I feel sick," while Perry was reaching back rubbing his crimson ass cheeks.

The doctor said, "I do not expect either of you to be sent here again. Now, I am telling your father that if he finds cigarettes on either of you again to send you both back. Hopefully you will be able to hold each other accountable this way."

Morton and Perry both said "yes sir."

Doctor Bellows replied, "good. If you are both sent here again you will be getting the cane as well as the paddle, is that understood. They both nodded.

He told them to dress and they could leave.

Codi would have given up his entire scholarship he'd gotten for college to swap places with Morton and Perry. Instead he was stuck having his reproductive organs teased to the point of insanity by the plug in his butthole, desperate to cum after not being able to shoot a load in three weeks.

Meanwhile down the hall, Eli's gut was in agony. His legs were quivering and he was covered in sweat. He glanced down. His stomach had never been so bloated.

Dr. Bellows was smiling as he walked into the exam room.

Eli blurted, "Please. I need the bathroom!"

The doctor checked his tablet and replied, "in five, four, three, two, one." He pointed out the door and said, "end of the hall."

Eli felt his hands leave his head and began cradling his gut. He went as quick as he could into the hall. He was trying to keep his butt cheeks squished together. His could feel the enema sloshing in his cramping colon with each step.

He finally made it to the bathroom and sat down. The enema rushed out of him. After five whole minutes he was finally empty. After cleaning himself he went back to the exam room where Dr. Bellows was waiting for him.

Dr. Bellows said, "now Eli, you have gotten off easy compared with most of the young men here today. Will there be anymore pornography in your mother's house?"

Eli shook his head, "No sir."

Dr. Bellows pushed, "and will you be wasting time masturbating every other minute?"

Eli repeated, "No sir."

The doctor nodded, "good. You are free to put your clothes on and leave. But if your mother needs to make another appointment later, it will be another enema, and you will also be getting a dose of the strap.."

Eli said "okay" to the smiling doctor and watched the doctor leave the room. He quickly pulled his clothes on. He could hear Dr. Bellows talking in another room.

He headed out of the room and down the hall. He glanced in the exam room that Morton and Perry had been in earlier to find the doctor was now standing with Lyndon and his mother.

The doctor explained, "don't worry. My treatment will take about an hour, but I can guarantee Lyndon will not get another speeding ticket after this appointment."

Nineteen-year-old Lyndon looked worried. He was standing totally naked in front of the doctor and his mother with his hands cupped over his crotch. His bushy pubes were coming out over his hands. He was barely five feet tall and quite pale. Eli thought back to a few weeks ago when he'd spied on Lyndon getting his bare ass strapped by his mother.

That Saturday proved quite successful for the clinic. Of all the nineteen-year-old Gordon Academy graduates seen that day over half would have second visits scheduled.

One thing was certain. Dr. Bellows clinic was becoming quite popular.