MEN, MUSCLE, and MAYHEM by Milton Stern Read Free Book Online Page B

progress report, but he decided to surprise the lab rat this particular afternoon.
    He unlocked the door, and he was surprised not to find his subject working out. However, he did hear the shower going. Dr. Musclestein placed the tray he was carrying on the kitchenette counter and sat down on one of the stools, waiting for the lab rat to finish scrubbing up.
    He heard the squeaking sound of faucets being turned off and the shower door being opened. A few seconds later, the lab rat appeared. He was stark naked, pumped as usual and dripping wet. Dr. Musclestein was pleased with his progress scoping out the subject’s beautiful muscles, especially the thick one that was hanging between his legs. The lab rat saw the tray and asked about it.
    Dr. Musclestein pointed to the cake and ice cream on the tray and said, “I think you have worked very hard, and I brought you a reward.” He then motioned for the lab rat to sit on the stool facing him and not bother putting on any clothes.
    The Doctor looked him over admiring the results of his experiment. He then grabbed a spoon and proceeded to feed the lab rat. The more he fed him, the more he fell in love with him. The lab rat looked up at the doctor and opened his mouth invitingly with each spoonful of cake and ice cream.
    The doctor scooted in closer and placed a hand on the lab rat’s thigh while continuing to feed him his treat, spoonful by loving spoonful. His hand slid up the lab rat’s thigh until he reached the prize. As he stroked the subject’s hardening cock, he continued to spoon feed him. Precum was leaking heavily from the lab rat’s dick, and he used the goo to slick it up and increase his stroke.
    And, they never took their eyes off each other.
    The doctor put down the spoon and leaned in, gently kissing his subject, tasting the cake and ice cream and exploring the lab rat’s mouth with his tongue. His cock started to pulse as their lips moved across each other and their tongues intertwined.
    Dr. Musclestein got up from the stool and leaned down in front of his subject. He removed his hand from the throbbing dick and with his mouth tasted a steady stream of sweet and salty precum, and as he cupped the large hairy balls that hung from the lab rat, he heard a quickening of breath, and felt the first shots of many of the subject’s sweet, thick load hitting the back of his throat. He did not take his mouth off the cock until he knew it was completely drained.
    Dr. Musclestein got up and sat back down on the stool, and the two of them kissed, tasting the load that was just released. They kissed for a long time, acknowledging their love for each other.
    When they released their lips, the lab rat looked deeply into the eyes of the doctor.
    “That was hot, really hot,” Scott said.
    “I couldn’t help myself; you look incredible,” Dr. Musclestein said. “Apparently, my theory works.”
    Scott looked down at himself, pleased with his progress. The doctor ran the back of his hand across the young man’s hairy body.
    “You know I have to be back to work tomorrow,” Scott said.
    “Yeah,” the doctor acknowledged.
    Scott stood up and put on a fresh jock. He looked over at the doctor and said, “Next month, I get to be Dr. Musclestein, OK?”
    “Anything for you, baby,” Dr. Musclestein answered and smiled as he realized how lucky he was that they still enjoyed these games eight years after they first met.
     
     

BITCH, PLEASE
    I had pretty much given up on dating. It was always the same thing. The guy would come on strong the week before the date, being all charming and sexy. Then, we would go on the date, have a pretty good time, maybe even have a second date. After that, we would make plans for another date. A few days later, I would get the message that he wasn’t feeling well. Then, he would have the flu. Then, he would cancel. And of course, we would never see each other again.
    Sure I had been on dates, when I didn’t want to see the guy again, but I