I woke the next morning, with Patrick's arm draped across me. I gently lifted it off and laid it on the bed and got up and put the kettle on.
I felt my chest that was still covered in dried cum, so I went and showered. It took a bit of scrubbing to get it all off but off it came. When I had finished I walked back into the kitchen to dry off and make the tea.
I found that Patrick had already made it and was standing there naked looking rough.
"That wine has finished me for the day before it has even started," he grumbled.
"A shower will soon sort you out," I said trying to encourage him. "Want me to assist in that?"
"Haven't you had enough, you greedy sod, I'd love you too, but I have to get to work and go play with some old men's cocks."
"Two-timing me already," I joked back.
"Before I go I had better sort you out, that's why I'm here after all, then I'll have a shower. On the bed and let's get you sorted."
So the process began again, the cream spread in those sexy circles, which felt just so good. Then on my side, knees up for the insertion of the cream finished off with him wiping me gently clean.
"Now don't stand up because I know you will be hard and I won't be able to resist and I will be late. So stay there until I get in the shower."
I was hard and wanted him again, but I respected his request. Then I was up busying myself, bottomless because of the cream, tidying up from the night before and making up some tea and serving up some cereal.
Patrick came back in and said, "Now there's a view that warrants a day off work if only I could."
"Tea's made and I've put some cereal out for you too."
"Lovely," he said smacking his lips, "and I can sit here admiring looking at that."
I looked down and realised my little boy was standing up again and poking up under my t-shirt.
"Oh, stop teasing saying things like that," I said pouting at him.
"What are your plans for today then?"
"Going for a jog, then have a wander into town I expect. Do you want some supper again this evening/"
"Would love to but I have plans for tonight. I will be in to cream you up though," he said with a cheeky smile.
Disappointed, I said goodbye to him.
After I gave the cream enough time, I got my shorts and trainers on and went out for a bit of a jog. I returned, had a very quick shower, and then got ready to go into town.
I decided to wear track bottoms as anything tighter was irritating my backside. I stood on the bus despite there being plenty of seats. I had a wander and then popped into a coffee shop, I was enjoying a latte perched right on the end of the chair when I heard my phone ping with an email notification.
It was from Jane but on official business. She asked if I could call the clinic to make an appointment to see Doctor Mason.
I called as I sat there and when she answered I said in a very low voice, "It's me, Mistress."
"Hush, you naughty boy, this is business," she replied and continued, "Doctor Mason wants to know if you can pop in for a check on your bottom, sorry again about that, and to have a chat about the student training."
"I'm free all day, well, Patrick is treating my bum at six, but other than that anytime."
"Yes I saw the way Patrick carried out your treatment," she said haughtily, "I will call you back with a time."
Then she hung up, "Was there a little bit of jealousy in her voice?" I wondered with a smile.
Twenty minutes later a more cheerful Jane called and said, "Will one o'clock be alright for you?"
"No problem," I replied.
"Be so nice to see you," she whispered down the phone.
I arrived at the clinic a little early and Jane was on her own in the reception area.
"Are you sure you are all right, Richard?" she asked sympathetically.
"Yes, perfectly, just a little sore, so please don't worry yourself about it."
"I'm so glad, next time I will be kinder to you."
"Thank you, mistress, you are so understanding."
A buzzer sounded and Jane told me to go to the surgery.
"Hello Richard, how are you?" the doctor asked.
"Oh you know, just a little sore but I think the cream is doing a decent job on it."
"Well I will have a quick check on it, Patrick was a little concerned about a couple of the welts, and I also want to check inside properly as he said you were sore."
"I would like to apologise as I feel partly responsible. I'm afraid we all got a bit carried away and caught up in the moment the other day. I should have asked Jane to stop, both with the crop and your second episode with the vibrator. That is what I think may have caused a tear in you. Nothing that cannot be fixed so don't worry."
"Could you remove your bottoms and let me see your cheeks first please?"
I took off my track bottoms and pants and stood with my bum in view.
"I can see you have lost some weight already, and Patrick says you are down the gym most days, so well done, try and keep it up."
"I will now I've started, I'm walking and jogging while I'm not going because of the marks to keep my mindset right."
"Good, now this one and this one are still very angry, they must be making it very uncomfortable to sit,"
"Yes they do, never spent so much time on my feet."
"Richard, would you mind if I showed Jane these, more as a warning about being careful rather than moaning at her?"
"Not a problem for me, but please don't upset her."
She spoke on the intercom and then Jane came in.
"I thought you should see this Jane, I'm not having a go and I know you got excited, but you have to be aware of the damage you can cause."
I lifted my top to provide a clear view of my striped backside and I heard Jane give a sharp intake of breath.
"Oh dear, oh I am so sorry to you, Richard, and everyone else. I just lost my head I'm afraid. Oh, dear."
Without thinking I turned around to face her, exposing myself, "Please Jane, I am alright, aren't I doctor?"
"Luckily," is all she would commit to. "Thank you, Jane, I just need to complete my examination now."
She left and I was asked to lie on the examination table on my side.
"Have to be a little hard with her so she realises the power she has in that type of situation."
"I think you know what's coming but I will explain. I will check the external area of your anus and then I need to check internally to ensure there is no major damage"
"To do that I will use a Proctoscope, it will allow me to see right inside, it even has a little light on it. Because you are sore I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable but it is better to be safe than sorry. Are you happy for me to proceed?"
"Happy is the wrong word, but yes, of course, I trust you to do what's best."
She got me to raise my knees to my chest and then pulled my cheeks apart. I felt her run her finger over the outer area, and even though she had a light touch I still jumped from being sore.
"Sorry," she said, "your outer ring is still very angry looking, I promise I will be as gentle as I can, but I need to do a digital examination on the inside. Try breathing deeply and I will use a lot of gel."
The gel went on and I started to breathe deeply, trying not to tense up and jumped as her finger pushed into me.
"Just relax," I heard.
Her finger didn't move until she felt me relax a little and then I could feel her moving it in a circle feeling, I guess, for any anomalies.
Out it came and I relaxed.
"I couldn't feel anything with that examination, but now I'm afraid comes the worst part for you. I know I keep saying it but keep breathing deeply and try and relax.
What seemed like a huge amount of gel was applied and then worked inside with her finger.
"I am now inserting the tool, so breathe deep and evenly, that's the way, now a really deep breath, there it's in."
I could feel what seemed like a huge thing inside me but thankfully no pain, it was very uncomfortable though.
"I have removed the insertion part and I am now inspecting your anal canal. We already knew you had some piles and there is now a small tear, no two small tears there. Just coming back out now slowly and still checking, and another near the entrance."
With a plop, the tool was out of me. She wiped all the excess gel away and said I could get dressed.
"Well, it isn't too bad but needs to be treated, I will give you a prescription for a stronger version of the cream you are already using and another for the external area of your anus. Also some stronger cream for those welts. Take it into the chemist down the road and he will charge it to the clinic account."
"You already have a referral for your piles and I will ask the specialist to double-check on those tears to ensure they have healed all right. No anal sex for a month at least, and that includes your prostate massager."
"I know Patrick is treating you and he will let me know things are not improving. He is a great guy isn't he?"
"He certainly is, a right character."
She then stood up and said, "Get dressed and come with me."
We went out into the garden and walked to a building at the far end, inside was another treatment room, with basic equipment, and a raised area at one end was faced with about six chairs facing it. There were two large-screen televisions and a professional-looking video camera on a tripod.
"This," she said indicating the room with a sweep of her hand, "is where I carry out my learning program for the pre-meds. They have all the basic equipment in here to learn how to be comfortable treating patients, and that is how I start them off."
"Too many pre-meds drop out after a couple of years of theory when they start getting hands-on with real people. This gives the ones that come to this a head start and makes sure they know what it feels like."
"I will warn you that when they start they will be like a bunch of giggling schoolgirls, especially once we get to the stage of you being naked in front of them. That will happen quite early on, by the way, to try and take the sex out of a naked body, if that makes sense."
"I think I know what you mean so that if it were me looking at a naked female, I would not see her boobs, just her chest area."
"That's it precisely."
"I am hoping to start the first class next week, hopefully, your welts will be sufficiently healed to allow you to attend. It will be next Saturday starting at ten in the morning. Are you still happy to do it for me and is that day alright with you?"
"Yes that will be fine, I think I'm looking forward to it."
"If you can pop in on Friday afternoon after you finish work, I would like to give your cheeks a quick once over and give you some medication to take on Saturday morning. That's the one that will suppress any thoughts of an erection," she smiled as she continued, "and we know how quickly yours likes to pop up."
I laughed too at that as it was so true. I wondered what it would feel like not to get hard when I normally would. I also wondered what I was letting myself in for, but I'm all for a bit of excitement and the unknown.
We said our goodbyes, Jane had gone by the time I left so no chance to talk, and I made my way home.
At six o'clock Patrick arrived with his normal grand entrance into the flat. "Arse time, get 'em off," he shouted. Lord knows what my neighbours are thinking.
"I went to see Doctor Mason today," I told him, "she's banned me from any anal sex for a month."
"Bloody hell," he said, "I was hoping to give you a real shagging next week, that's a real bummer."
"I have three tears in whatever it's called, so she has given me this cream to use inside and this one for the outside, and finally this one for my cheeks."
I gave him the creams and he checked them out, "I see they have much higher concentrates than the others. Right, let me get at that lovely botty then."
"Oh, not just your bottoms, get it all off, I just love the view."
So I did and posed for him, in Mister Universe style.
"I don't think that pose works for you, love, That belly spoils it a bit," he spluttered out between laughs.
I pouted and flounced onto the bed and the lovely massage of my bum started again. Again he kept it straight, I guess because he had a date.
"On your side and assume the position," he ordered.
Once again knees up to my chest to give him access. First, the new cream on the outside area, stung a bit.
"That smarts," I said just as he inserted some just inside my hole.
"Wow, that's not a soothing cream then."
"Should wear off quick, my darling, it's probably going to be the same with this one with the applicator, so be prepared."
In it went and then he pushed the plunger and the cream was released I jumped with the sudden sensation of being stung, which continued as the cream followed the applicator out.
He smacked my behind gently and told me to lie there for a while to allow the internal stuff to do its work.
"I'm loving you and leaving you for a night of drink and men," he said, "if you have any bad reaction to that call my mobile, bye for now, see you in the morning."
And he was gone and I laid there with an arse that felt on fire. Then as suddenly as it started it was gone.
I was so bored I went to bed and thought about what had happened to me since I answered that advert. I had gone from a very occasional fumble with a woman, or a blow job with a guy, but mainly my right hand and a vibrator to my idea of sex heaven.
Yes, the thrashing I took from Jane and the rough vibrator episode has put a bit of a damper on it. But even that had an upside in that I met Patrick. Everything seems to be going perfectly, and I am enjoying life for once.
Then the buzzer went.
"Bollocks," I thought, "who the hell can that be."
I was going to ignore it but then, "Hi, Flat 3, who is it?" I said in an annoyed voice.
"Sorry, it's Jane, can I come up?"
"Of course, I'm on the first floor."
I quickly put a t-shirt on and wrapped a towel around me as the cream was still soaking in.
A knock on the door and I opened it to see Jane standing there looking down.
"Come on in, sorry about my attire, but my cream is still soaking in."
Suddenly she came to me and wrapped her arms around me.
"Richard, I am just so sorry about what I have done to you. I was so ashamed when Emily showed me your bottom and all those nasty marks. I hear you also have trouble inside from the vibrator use. I just don't know what to say."
"Please Jane, honestly it will all be better soon, I could have told you to stop but I was caught up with the whole thing as well. Let's just remember what was good about the day. Just think of me in that little bikini you made me wear."
"Oh, don't," she said, " you looked ridiculous, especially with the erection pushing out that little bit of cloth," and she started to laugh.
"Can I get you a glass of wine or something?" I asked.
"Wine would be lovely, I love the new look by the way," eyeing my towel and holey t-shirt.
"All good designer stuff," I joked.
She sat and I stood as we enjoyed the wine and we chatted about the day we had together.
"Do you want to know who the two people were who joined us? I feel I owe you something."
"I would love to know, but not if it means you breaking a confidence, that wouldn't be fair."
"You are just such a nice man, Richard, let me do this for you."
She put her glass down, went to her knees in front of me, and pulled the towel off. My cock immediately sprang to life and without warning, she took it into her mouth.
Her mouth was so warm and wet and it felt marvellous but I said, "No, Jane," and pulled out.
"Don't you want it," she pleaded.
I helped her up and said, "Not like that."
I moved closer to her and kissed her and my tongue explored her mouth.
"Isn't this much nicer," I said as I came away from her.
I started to undo her top and slid it down to her waist. I reached behind and fumbled with the clasp on her bra and eventually released it. It fell to the floor releasing her tits and allowing me access to her nipples. I first played with them with my fingers, teasing them until they stood proud when my tongue took over.