Daniel and Dr. Morgan 3 and 4

By brhmsj

berlioz53@yahoo.com

Copyright 2025 by brhmsj, all rights reserved

[7,080 words]

Daniel and Dr. Morgan, Chapter 3

Monday


No sooner had Danny become fully awake but he heard a knock on the door. Had the doctor been waiting to hear him wake up? “Come in,” he called. Dr. Morgan entered.

“How’s my naked little boy this morning?”

Danny had his morning wood and was a bit self-conscious about it even though he was under the covers. “I’m fine. I just woke up. This is a great bed.”

“I’m glad you like it. Breakfast is ready. It’s later than you think.” He smiled. “Get cleaned up but don’t take a shower. We’ll do that after breakfast.” Danny agreed to that. He had not forgotten about the shave but did not make the correlation with showering after breakfast. He would find out soon enough.

At breakfast Dr. Morgan asked “do you and Howie hang out together a lot?”

“I guess so. I mean, we go to school together and often come home together. We’ve got a group of friends we like to hang with. I have other friends, of course, and so does he. It’s not the same as when we were little.”

“No, of course not. What kind of games did you play when you were little?”

Danny blushed slightly and took a moment to concentrate on his food. “I dunno. The usual stuff, I guess. We did cops and robbers stuff with the cars. He had some cool metal planes that we would play Air Force with. Stuff like that.”

“Kid stuff,” Dr. Morgan said with a smile.

“Yeah.”

“What kinds of things do you do now? I assume he doesn’t visit all day on the weekends. Did you do that when you were little?”

“Yeah, we did. One time we were at his house and his parents went out, so we were alone. We got silly and did dares to run around the house naked. It was pretty funny.”

“When did you stop doing naked stuff?”

“I. . . I’m not sure. It’s been a while, I guess.”

“Do you ever talk about it with him?”

“No.” Danny seemed sad for a moment.

“What sorts of things do you do now?”

“We listen to music a lot. Sometimes help each other with homework. Weekends we might watch a movie but we also go out with our other friends. Mostly to the mall. Like most kids, I guess.”

Dr. Morgan was curious as what their state of dress was on these occasions when the boys had a house to themselves for a while but would pursue that at a more appropriate time. He saw Danny finishing up his breakfast. “Good boy. Put your dishes in the sink. We’ll wash them later.” After Danny did that, he said “upstairs now young man. Time to go from young man to little boy.” Dr. Morgan said it with a smile but Danny blushed. He got the message. This was scary!

When they got to the bedroom Dr. Morgan said “take a shower and wash thoroughly. That will make my job easier.” Danny gave him a look that asked for a reprieve but no reprieve was coming. Reluctantly he got in the shower. He was aware that Dr. Morgan was there to make sure he did wash properly. When he was done Dr. Morgan was waiting with a large bath towel. “Let’s get you dry,” the doctor said as he toweled the boy.

That done, Dr. Morgan said “stand right there.” He picked up a pair of electric clippers. “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt but you do need to stay still.” Skillfully he trimmed the boy’s pubes very short. Danny did have a nice bush but it had to go. “Arms up. We need to get under there.” As he worked he said “I know that boys your age are very proud of their pubic hairs even though most of your peers do all they can do to make sure no one sees them. Pity. Yours will grow back, maybe ever thicker and fuller. Unless you want to stay smooth, of course.” Danny wasn’t sure that information was much comfort.

Clipper work done, Dr. Morgan applied shaving cream all around Danny’s penis and testicles, then started the serious shaving work. Danny inevitably got hard from all the touching of his cock. He was embarrassed, of course. “I’ve told you this is nothing to be embarrassed about. If anything, you should be proud. And the procedure is easier to do if the boy is hard.” Danny didn’t know if Dr. Morgan was touching his hardon a lot on purpose or it just was part of the process. The shave seemed to be taking a long time.

“Lie down here, on your back.” Dr. Morgan indicated what looked like a changing table for a baby. Definitely not a doctor’s exam table. “I can get better access to your balls this way.” He went back to work. After another moment or two Danny started breathing hard.

Then he said, sounding desperate “Doctor, I’m. . .!” Before he could finish the sentence an ejaculation exploded from him, spurting more than he ever had. The orgasm was the hardest he’d ever felt though, being young, he didn’t know much about orgasms yet.

“Not a problem,” the doctor said with a reassuring smile. “That happens almost every time I do a shave. Quite healthy really. Tell me, when did you last ejaculate?”

Danny found the use of that word a bit embarrassing. He and his buddies just said “cum,” the way teens do. “Ah, Friday morning before I came here.”

“Forty-eight hours. That’s a long time for a lad your age. No wonder you had so much to release. How often do you masturbate?”

Outside of teen bravado with his friends, Danny had never had a conversation like this. Certainly not with an adult! “Once or twice a day,” he finally managed to say.

“That’s good. Boys your age should ejaculate at least once a day. That keeps the system healthy. You do more some days, I suspect.”

“Uh. . . yeah. . . I mean. . .”

“That’s fine.” By now Danny’s pubic area now was totally devoid of hair. Dr. Morgan used a different razor to shave Danny’s legs. “Arms up.” Danny obeyed and watched as shaving cream went under his arms. Quickly that area was smooth. “Roll over.” Danny obeyed. The razor felt cool as it removed what little hair he had on his bottom then down the back of his legs. “Done. Get in the shower and rinse off and we’ll get a good look at you.”

Danny got in the shower. The spay felt different coming down on his hairless body. He didn’t really start showering until he was around twelve so had little memory of how it felt before he hit puberty. He’d always taken a bath before then. He stepped out to another welcoming towel. When Dr. Morgan finished drying him he stepped back and looked Danny over. “Looks good,” he said. “See for yourself.” He turned Danny to the full length mirror. Danny gasped.

“My cock looks huge!” he blurted, then blushed at using that word in front of an adult. Dr. Morgan chuckled.

“Yes, it does and you should be proud. Now you’re smooth but with a big boy cock not a little boy one.” That did make Danny feel some pride. “However, now you really are a little boy, even with that big boy cock. No clothes for you today.” A quick swat to his bottom. “Down to the playroom with you.” Danny had a moment’s hesitation then trotted down much like he did when he was four or five. It felt good!

When he first got to the playroom Danny wasn’t sure if he should wait for Dr. Morgan or not. It seemed safe to look over the shelves of toys and things. After a while it appeared that he would be there alone so he looked for some things that reminded him of favorite toys. The doctor had Matchbox cars including some of the same ones Danny had and treasured. He took some down, knelt on the floor, and started a scenario. He quickly lost track of where he was and started making engine noises and other sound effects as all little boys do. As he often did he thought it would be more fun if Howie were with him like in the old days but he’d gotten used to playing alone.

Upstairs Dr. Morgan was working in his study but would take short breaks to get close to the stairs to hear what, if anything, there was to hear. He smiled broadly on the trip when he heard Danny vocally playing with his cars. This was good.

When it was getting close to lunchtime Dr. Morgan came down the stairs. Danny was so absorbed in his play that he didn’t hear him. Danny was on his knees, moving cars and trucks around. “Danny,” the doctor said. Danny jumped.

“Oh! I didn’t hear you. I. . . I was just. . . um, using these cars.”

Dr. Morgan chuckled. “You were having fun playing. It seems I have to keep reminding you not to be embarrassed. Playing is a big reason that you’re here.”

“Uh, I guess so. . .”

“Time for lunch. Put the toys away and come upstairs.” The doctor went up. Danny did as he was told, pretty sure that he’d put things back where they were originally. When he arrived in the kitchen sandwiches, chips, and other things were on the table.

As they ate Dr. Morgan said “after lunch we’ll have your first maintenance spanking.” Danny’s reaction was a worried look.

“Will it hurt?”

“It won’t be anything you can’t handle. It’s maintenance, just to give you a reminder of what happens when you don’t behave. It won’t feel like punishment.” Danny didn’t look particularly reassured. “Then we’ll put you down for a nap. Naps after a spanking are good for a little boy.” Danny said nothing more during lunch.

“I’ll do the dishes when you’re in bed,” Dr. Morgan said when they’d finished. “Up to the room. Sit on the bed and wait for me.”

“Yes, sir.” He reluctantly mounted the stairs. He remembered making this climb at home for spankings. Usually his stomach was churning. Now he was apprehensive but it wasn’t the same feeling as when dad was going to spank. As instructed, he sat on the bed and waited. It was the kind of wait all miscreant boys experience, both too slow and too fast. Finally, Dr. Morgan appeared at the door. Danny suspected the wait was part of the routine.

When he arrived Dr. Morgan took the straight back chair and placed it where there would be plenty of room for a spanker and spankee. “You’ve already been over my lap so you know how to do that.” Danny nodded. Dr. Morgan patted a thigh and Danny went to him, then got over the lap. “Get that bottom up.” Dad had never told him that so he wasn’t quite sure how to do it. Dr. Morgan applied gentle pressure to Danny’s back and he arched appropriately. Dr. Morgan took a moment to reach between the boy’s legs to help with the positioning and to make sure things were properly arranged.

“I know you’re nervous about this. You know that you haven’t been a bad boy but that you are about to be spanked. As I’ve told you, this is a reminder of what the consequences are of misbehavior. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Good. Teen boys should get weekly maintenance until they leave home for college or whatever. When it’s time for you to go home we can discuss whether I should recommend maintenance for you to your parents.” Danny flinched. With that the doctor started delivering a moderately paced series of spanks, not too hard but certainly hard enough to have Danny’s full attention. It was the accumulation of sting which made the spanking effective. This wasn’t as hard as a spanking from Dad but the sting was getting as strong. But Dad always went beyond just sting.

Danny couldn’t tell how long the spanking went on. After a few minutes he did cry out with each blow, then began to squirm a bit. Dr. Morgan was strong and had no trouble keeping Danny in place.

“There, I think that’s enough,” the doctor said after what seemed forever to Danny. He stroked the boy’s sore bottom for a minute or so. Danny had not been hard during the spanking but now he was getting there. Not all boys get hard during spankings and many do not get hard at all from a spanking. It’s as different as boys are different.

After some soothing rubbing and when he knew that Danny was quite hard, Dr. Morgan said “ok, time for bed. Do you need to tinkle?”

“No, Da. . . Sir.” Dr. Morgan didn’t react. He’d heard that many times.

Danny got up and rubbed his bottom as Dr. Morgan turned down the sheets. Danny got in. “Have a good nap,” Dr. Morgan said as he pulled up the sheets. Danny was asleep almost immediately. A spanking can do that to a boy.

Danny woke up before Dr. Morgan came to get him. The sting was still in his bottom but it had settled and now felt comfortable if not a bit comforting, too. This was new. He knew Dad loved him and that was why he spanked him but he’d never gotten any comfort from it. One thing he did know – he was hard and had to pee. It was him jumping out of bed and going to the bathroom that alerted Dr. Morgan that he was awake. When he emerged, his erection full again after the pee, the doctor greeted him.

“Have a good nap?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Would you like to take care of that before you go downstairs.” Danny blushed quite red. No adult had ever said anything like that to him. “I’ll leave you to it. There’s a towel by the bed.” With that he left.

There was no question that the urge to masturbate was great. Danny gave in, lay back on the bed, and did his best to take his time at it. Being young and excited he let go faster than he’d care to. He cleaned himself as best he could, then went into the bathroom to use a wet facecloth. He knew that Dr. Morgan knew what he was doing but he didn’t want it to show.

He went downstairs to find Dr. Morgan in the den. “Feeling better?”

“Yeah.”

“I have a treat for you. It really warmed up this afternoon so I’ve set up the sprinkler for you. You can run around and get wet.”

“Oh wow!” Danny said, fully in little boy mode. Dr. Morgan took note. In a few minutes they were in the back yard, Danny running in and out of the sprinkler, whooping a bit as he did. Dr. Morgan looked on, quite pleased. Things were moving along well. Tomorrow there would be playtime downstairs, this time with the doctor there. Boys usually became more open when they were more occupied with their toys. Dr. Morgan learned a lot during those sessions.

Danny must have spent an hour running around. Finally the time came for Dr. Morgan to call him back as he turned off the hose. “Time to get ready for dinner.” Danny ran over to Dr. Morgan. “Here, wear this.” It was a terrycloth robe like the ones in hotels. It felt perfect to Danny when he put it on and it absorbed the water nicely so that he didn’t need a towel. “Go ahead and read comics in the den. I’ll call you when dinner is ready.” Danny was happy to do so.

After dinner they went back to the den. Dr. Morgan read some journals while Danny continued with comic books. The doctor had a cool stash! After a while Dr. Morgan said “time to get ready for bed. Go up and tinkle and brush your teeth.”

Danny was absorbed in a comic and replied “yes, Da. . . um, Sir.” Dr. Morgan smiled. That was twice today. He heard Danny charging up the stairs. He followed a few minutes later and was sitting on the bed when Danny emerged, now fully naked again, from the bathroom.

The doctor stood, pulled back the sheets, and said “let’s get you tucked in. Could I have a hug first?” Danny didn’t hesitate. Both enjoyed it. For Danny the sensation of hands on his naked body that way was new. Dr. Morgan always enjoyed the feel of a naked boy in his arms. Hug done Danny got into bed and Dr. Morgan pulled up the sheets. Tonight, though, he sat on the edge of the bed.

“This has been a big day for you, hasn’t it?”

“I guess so.”

“Well, think about it. You were shaved so you look like the little boy that you are.” Danny took note of the doctor’s phrasing. “Playtime in the den. Your first maintenance spanking, then an hour running around in the yard. Good thing you have an early bedtime!”

“Well I guess I am a bit tired.”

“Tomorrow there will be more playtime with the cars and things downstairs. I know you’ll enjoy that.” Danny grinned. It would be fun. “You also had two ejaculations which is good.” Danny blushed slightly at such open talk of what he considered an intimate matter. “We need to see to it that you continue with that. You should take care of your ‘morning wood,’ as they call it, before breakfast. At breakfast we can talk about what sort of schedule, if any, you may need. Now, get to sleep.” Dr. Morgan gave him a squeeze and was gone.

As he lay there Danny was thinking about the day. Once he was shaved and starting with his play downstairs, he was five years old. He’d completely forgotten that he was fifteen, even during the spanking or when he masturbated. Now he was fifteen again, reflecting on all that had happened today. It seemed that he was expected to be five again when he went to breakfast. He knew he could go with it. For now it felt good.

Daniel and Dr. Morgan, Chapter 4

Tuesday


When he woke up Danny wasn’t sure if he was five or fifteen. He felt like a little boy but his morning teenager erection was demanding his attention. The latter won out for the moment. Once that was done he went about his other morning bathroom activities. When he came out of the bathroom he saw clothes waiting for him on a chair. Dr. Morgan must have put them out while Danny was in the bathroom. They definitely were little boy clothes! Super hero briefs caught his eye first. He blushed at the sight yet was excited about it, too. There was a pair of shorts which reminded him of what he wore to kindergarten in warm weather. The shirt was, of course, Spider Man, the hero of the moment.

He was glad to put on the outfit and also glad that apparently he’d be barefoot as he saw no socks or shoes. He had always loved being barefoot. He went downstairs and found Dr. Morgan in the kitchen. The doctor gave him a warm hug, saying “how’s my little boy today? Did you sleep well?”

“Oh yes, Da. . . Sir. That bed is wonderful.” Dr. Morgan smiled at the beginning of daddy. He was used to it from boys and now Danny had said it at least three times.

“Breakfast is almost ready. Sit down and have your orange juice. After breakfast you can go downstairs and play again. How’s that sound?”

“Perfect!” Danny dug into his breakfast. When he was done he put his dishes in the sink as required then quickly went downstairs. In short order he had the cars from yesterday out and organized. When Danny had been down there and become engrossed in his play, Dr. Morgan came down quietly and sat on the couch to watch. At first Danny seemed unaware of his arrival but when he did notice he just smiled and continued as he was.

There was no conversation. Dr. Morgan liked having some time just to observe. He usually learned a lot that way. Danny seemed very happy, reliving some of his earliest years. Unself-conscious, too. The doctor watched for about two hours then went upstairs to do some other work followed by getting lunch ready.

“Danny, lunchtime!” he called down the stairs when everything was ready. “You can leave the toys out for this afternoon.” Danny bounded up the stairs and threw his arms around Dr. Morgan.

“This has been the most fun!” Danny was quite unembarrassed by this childish admission.

“You can go back down for a little while after lunch before your nap.” Danny was satisfied with that. After lunch he was back downstairs for about an hour when Dr. Morgan came down and said “nap time. Put back all those toys and come upstairs.” Danny did, carefully placing things where he had found them, all neatly done.

The doctor was in the den. Danny looked in and said “I’m ready, sir.”

With a smile Dr. Morgan rose and took Danny by the hand and they climbed the stairs to the bedroom. Dr. Morgan helped Danny undress. “Do you like those underpants, son?”

“Oh yes. They’re really cool!” Dr. Morgan slid the underpants down Danny’s legs. Something about having someone else remove his briefs was exciting for the boy. It was exciting for the fifteen-year-old Danny, too, as the slight swelling of his penis attested. A swat to his bottom and the instruction to get into bed brought the five-year-old into dominance again.

Danny didn’t understand it but again he fell asleep for a true nap. When he woke up no clothes were waiting for him. So, naked for the rest of the day, he surmised. He had the inevitable waking up erection and took advantage to have the day’s second ejaculation. That done, he freshened up and went downstairs in search of Dr. Morgan. The doctor was in his office. Danny peeked in and said “hi, I’m awake.”

Dr. Morgan turned in his chair and said “good. Let’s go in the den and you can read comics.” That sounded good. Danny stayed engrossed in the comics until dinner.

Over these few days Danny had become accustomed to his forced nudity but wasn’t sure why it was necessary unless Dr. Morgan liked seeing naked teens. At home the little boy Danny enjoyed nudity at times, though even that Danny missed clothes sometimes, too. He only could guess that forced nudity was part of how Dr. Morgan worked with boys. Even as he enjoyed the comics this was on his mind a bit.

After dinner Danny read comics in the den again while Dr. Morgan did some adult reading. At nine o’clock bedtime was announced, as Danny expected. Dr. Morgan escorted his young charge upstairs.

After Danny finished in the bathroom he saw that Dr. Morgan was still waiting there in the bedroom, which he hoped he would be. Danny was enjoying their bedtime ritual. There was a change tonight.

“You need a quick maintenance before bed.” Danny’s face fell, as was inevitable. “Now, now, not to worry. Boys of all ages need maintenance. You’ll be surprised, but this will help you sleep, too.” Danny wondered how a sore bottom could help him sleep but obediently placed himself over the doctor’s lap. The spanking wasn’t hard, perhaps even less hard than his first maintenance. Nonetheless, when he did get into bed there was a sting in his bottom. Again, he found the sting oddly comforting. And he did fall asleep quickly.


Wednesday

The next morning he woke up with his usual morning wood. He spent a few minutes gently stroking before he got out of bed. As he was getting out of bed he noticed clothes on the chair. It appeared to be jeans and a polo shirt. So, today he was fifteen again. Interesting.

If he was back to his own age he decided he’d enjoy that status by taking the time for a bath before breakfast. As the tub was filling he took care of his erection. Knowing that he was fifteen again made the ejaculation feel better, he thought. Tub ready, he climbed in and relaxed in the warm water.

For quite a while he lay there just enjoying the water. When he did begin to wash there was a tap at the door. “May I come in?” It was Dr. Morgan, of course.

“Sure.”

“You decided on a bath, I see.”

“Yes. It feels great. I haven’t had a bath in years.”

“Good. That’s what I want! Take your time. Breakfast will be ready when you come down.” After Danny thanked him the doctor left. Danny did take his time washing. It felt so good he didn’t want to get out! Not like baths when he was little. For one thing, he was washing himself.

Washed and dried, Danny went back to the bedroom and investigated the clothes that were waiting for him. He had noticed that Dr. Morgan did not mention them. A pair of snug colored briefs, not boxers; jeans which also proved to be snug; and a polo shirt made up the ensemble. As had been the case all week, the clothes fit perfectly. Once dressed he did feel his own age again and it felt good.

In the kitchen he was greeted with “good morning Daniel. Did you enjoy the bath?”

Daniel? What did that mean?

“Yes, thank you. I don’t think I’ve ever had a bath like that. So luxurious!”

“Good. Take your time with breakfast.” The doctor was making this a leisurely morning. Danny didn’t object. When breakfast was done and dishes were in the dishwasher, the doctor said “join me in the den.” They went in and made themselves comfortable.

“I needn’t tell you the obvious,” Dr. Morgan began the chat. “You’ve been given typical teenage clothes today. Today I want to talk to the fifteen-year-old Daniel, the boy who goes to school where he does well, has a group of friends including one of long standing, who likes the sorts of things that a teenage boy likes.” Danny had no idea how to respond so said nothing for the moment. He would let the doctor guide him.

The morning was spent with Dr. Morgan gently exploring who the mature Danny was. Danny was quite at ease now with the doctor and willing to be quite open about many things. Nothing unusual. His group of friends shared many of the same interests and enjoyed each other’s company. Howie had been a life-long friend and they were very close, seemingly with few secrets from each other.

“You mentioned the other day that there are a couple of other boys that you grew up with, like you did with Howie.”

“Well, there’s Jimmy from down the street. He’s kinda always been in his own world but he’s a good kid. He can be very funny sometimes. And there’s Gary who lives a couple of houses down from Howie. Our parents are all friends so, by default I guess, we were a foursome a lot of the time. It was cool, though. We all got along. Gary’s family has a pool and when we were really little they let us play around naked in the pool. Gary is uncircumcised which fascinated the rest of us. He liked showing how his foreskin worked and always did when we were naked. I think I took baths with all of them at some time or another though I don’t remember all four of in a tub together.”

“You and Howie did take a lot of baths together, it seems.”

“Yeah, I guess we did, now that I think of it. Always with one of our moms washing us.”

“So, no exploring.” Danny shook his head no. “Did you play doctor or any of those things kids do?”

“No, we were naked together a lot so I guess we lost that kind of curiosity. Or just didn’t need it as we saw everything without making up games.”

“What happened as you got older? I take it that the swimming naked stopped.”

“Yeah, when we were six I think. I kinda missed it and I think Howie did, too. We all still hung around together but Jimmy and Gary lost interest in doing naked things.”

“But you and Howie did not?”

“No. It had come to feel natural. I mean we didn’t run around the house naked all day but sometimes when we were alone we just took our clothes off. We had a secret place, or what we thought was a secret place, in the woods. We’d go there, get undressed, and just talk.”

“Sounds nice to me,” Dr. Morgan said with a smile. “Do you still do that?” Danny blushed. Dr. Morgan did not pursue that, saving perhaps for later. “Did all four of you get spanked regularly?” The doctor purposely was changing the subject. He’d return to Danny’s naked activities, however.

“Well, yeah. Don’t all kids? Jimmy was kind of a scamp and got into all sorts of scrapes, though not a lot with us. He’d always tell us about his spankings and it sounded like he got some good ones. Always on the bare. Sometimes Howie and I thought he was bragging a bit. The rest of us, I think, got the usual, swats when we got out of line, that kind of thing.”

“Did everyone get bare bottom?”

“Not every time, I’d say, but everyone got his share, I guess.”

“Do all of you still get spanked?” Danny blushed again even though they had discussed this already.

“Howie and I do. He and I got into this thing of telling each other about our spankings. I don’t remember when but I guess it was when we were around five or six. I suppose it’s kinda weird but it’s just a habit which we got into. I know Jimmy does still get spanked but not very often and he doesn’t broadcast them anymore. Well, sometimes he tells me and I tell him about mine. I think Gary doesn’t anymore.”

“Do you know of any others who still get spanked?”

“Hm. I don’t have any information on others but there are some guys who I suspect do. A few times at school I’ve noticed someone looking uncomfortable when he sits. That kinda thing.” That made them both chuckle.

School being mentioned, Dr. Morgan asked about school. Danny overall was okay with school. He did well, had his friends. There really wasn’t a lot to talk about in that regard.

“So, you said you would get naked with Howie sometimes and you had a place in the woods. Did you like being naked or was it that you just were used to it?”

Danny gave a slight laugh. “It was, I dunno, it was what we’d been doing all along so I guess we didn’t want to stop.”

“Do you still do it?”

Now Danny blushed. “We, ah, well we. . .” after hesitating he burst out “we jack off together.”

“That’s very normal, don’t be embarrassed,” Dr. Morgan assured him with a smile. “Do you do that a lot?”

Danny still was blushing. “I’d say. . . I guess. . . well, a couple of times a week. If we can get a house to ourselves, which isn’t that hard, really.”

“That’s normal and it’s good. It has nothing to do with being hetero or gay. It’s what a lot of guys your age do. I bet if you could find out you’d discover that a lot of boys in your school have jerk off buddies.” Danny looked relieved now.

“You said that you masturbate a couple of times a day? Sometimes more?”

Danny was more relaxed now. “Well, in the morning, like I do here.” He wasn’t embarrassed to say that, he was merely stating a fact. “Sometimes after school, sometimes at bedtime, sometimes both of those,” the last said with a chuckle.

“So you don’t do anything with Jimmy and Gary?”

“I have a couple of times with Jimmy. Gary’s gotten shy about his body, which is tiresome, really. We’re all the same and he’s in good shape.

“Would you like to go back to those times with them?”

“Not really. It was fun and I have good memories. Howie and I do plenty of good things now. Sometimes Jimmy or Gary joins us, maybe some other guys. I don’t mean to jerk off, though. It’s all cool.”

“Now, tell me about what you do in private in your room with your cars and things.”

Dr. Morgan was pleased that Danny did not seem bothered by the question. “I do like to play with the cars sometimes. Reminds me of the old days. I don’t want to go back, just nice to do it once in a while.”

“But it seems you keep it secret.”

“People will think it’s weird, I suppose. I’m not embarrassed but I can’t explain it, it just is. Y’know? I guess it is a bit odd but it is what it is, I guess. Should I be embarrassed or something?”

“Not at all. It’s good to have some private things. I’ll tell you some things now. I often have boys around your age who come to me, usually at their parents’ insistence.” Both gave knowing smiles. “Some boys have a hard time making the transition into adolescence. Some of them continue behaving like a boy of five, six, seven, eight, or so. Ethically I shouldn’t say what their reasons are. There is a drug which has developed some popularity called Puericil. It prevents the onset of puberty if its use starts before such changes happen. In older boys like you, it makes the body regress to pre-puberty. Body hair disappears, genitals go back to smaller boyish size. I’m not in the Puericil camp. Talk therapy has been successful for me, as does some forced nudity. And sometimes a boy spends some time here, though you’re the first one to do so for a whole week.”

“Does that make me special?”

Dr. Morgan smiled. “I’d say that in a way it does. We’re exploring something new together.” Danny seemed pleased by this.

“Now, that’s enough for today. We’re going to do some shopping today and will have lunch while we’re out. That sound good to you?”

“Sure. Whatever you say.” Dr. Morgan would have to probe more to find out how obedient Danny was in general or if the maintenance spanking was having an effect already. Or both. He suspected that Danny was naturally a good boy.

The Shopping Trip

With the few boys he’d had under his guidance at his house, often at some point Dr. Morgan would take them clothes shopping. Danny was a bit of a conundrum as he tended to dress better than most boys his age. Still, the doctor felt he could get something that the boy would like.

The store he used catered to men and boys, the boys usually in the company of a mentor rather than a parent. The drive would take a while and give them time to talk.

“Do you own a suit?”

“No. I don’t really need one.”

“OK. What do you like to wear, other than jeans?”

“Mom usually gets me chinos for pants. I have nice shirts for school. What made you ask?”

“When I have boys staying with me for a few weekends they often need good clothes. I’m glad to take them to this store and get something nice.”

“What do you think I need?”

“I’m thinking about it. It would be good for you to have some dressy shorts but boys also need ones appropriate for play. Maybe a pair of slacks. I don’t think your mother will mind.”

“I guess we’ll find out.”

That settled for the moment, Dr. Morgan said “We’ll have lunch first. Our appointment is at one o’clock.” To Danny’s eyes the restaurant seemed quite fancy and the food good. He could not help but notice that their waiter was unusually attentive, particularly to him. He wondered if he should ask Dr. Morgan about that later.

It was a short walk to the store and they arrived right at one o’clock. A man was at the door, waiting for them.

“Dr. Morgan, good to see you again. Who is this fine young man?”

“Daniel, this is Mr. Edwards. He takes care of me and my clients. Mr. Edwards, this is Daniel. He is staying with me this week and making excellent progress.”

“Delighted to hear it,” the man said. “What does the lad need?”

“He doesn’t need a suit or dressy clothes but some nice pants would be good. I’d like him to have a couple of pairs of decent shorts, along with a couple of shorter ones than show off his legs. As you’ll find out, he has fine legs and they should be shown off.” Daniel was blushing more and more as this discussion went on.

“Excellent. Come into my dressing room and we can take some measurements.” He led them to a dressing room and shut the door behind them. “Now, those sneakers need to come off.” Danny obeyed and waited, standing in his socks. “There will be a growth spurt soon.”

“Quite likely,” Dr. Morgan replied.

“Daniel, I need to take your inside leg, so these have to come off, too.” Before Danny could respond Mr. Edwards was undoing his belt, undid the button on his pants, then pulled down the zipper. He expertly pulled the pants down to Danny’s ankles. “Step out, please.” Danny was too startled to object but also was glad of the assistance the salesman gave him.

“Spread your legs a bit,” Mr. Edwards said. Danny did and the man measured Danny’s inside leg, going right up to bone. His hand brushed Danny’s balls once or twice. On purpose? Mr. Edwards wrote down some numbers then put the tape measure around the boy’s waist. This time the contact with his genitals was, to Danny’s mind, quite unnecessary. Fortunately he was disconcerted enough by everything that there was no hint of an erection.

“The lad doesn’t really need anything made-to-measure,” Mr. Edwards said after taking down the figures. “Give me a few minutes and I’ll bring in some things. Daniel, there are some magazines here that you can read while you wait.” With that, he left. Danny picked up a magazine and soon was engrossed in it. He didn’t realize that Dr. Morgan also had left.

He had lost track of time when he heard the door opening. Mr. Edwards came in with an arm full of various items. “Dr. Morgan is chatting with a friend. You’ll be fine with me,” the man said.

“Um, ok.”

“We’re going to outfit you from the bottom up, as it were. Socks off.” Danny obeyed. Mr. Edwards produced four pairs of socks. “Two are for smart outfits, the other two are for sports and casual. We’ll decide which type to wear after we’ve worked out the outfit from your return home.” Danny just nodded. What could he say?

“Now, my lad, these have to go,” the man said. With one quick tug his briefs were at Danny’s feet. “Step out.” Danny did. Mr. Edwards showed him a few pairs of underpants, all the same style but in a variety of colors. “These are what you should be wearing. They are designed to show you off nicely and I can see that you will fill them out well.” Now Danny did feel a bit of blood rushing to his penis. “Step into these.” Danny did and in one smooth movement Mr. Edwards pulled up the new briefs. Danny thought the man took longer than absolutely necessary to make sure his parts were in place.

“Now that’s how a boy should look.” The man had not commented on Danny’s shaved condition but Danny did noticed the change from “lad” to “boy.” Danny next tried on a pair of chinos and, to his surprise, a pair of classy jeans. Both fit perfectly. Mr. Edwards had Danny check the fit in all directions. “Nice and snug on your bottom.” Danny blushed again. That done, the pants were taken off him.

“Very good. Now, off with the shirt.” Before Danny could move Mr. Edwards was undoing and pulling off his shirt. Danny was now standing in the dressing room wearing nothing but his new briefs, standing in front of a man he’d met only about an hour ago. “Any of these shirts should be good for different occasions.” There were some polo shirts, some button front. Danny now tried on five shirts. Again, all fit perfectly.

When Danny was down to just briefs again Dr. Morgan let himself in. “It’s always good to see Gustav Schmidt here,” Dr. Morgan said to Mr. Edwards. “I get the impression that he has his hands full with this lad.”

“Yes, I believe so, but as we know, he stands for no nonsense. I think you’ll be pleased with what I’ve selected for the boy. What would you like him to wear home?”

Dr. Morgan selected a polo shirt, one of the nicer style of shorts, and quiet socks. Danny had to admit that he felt good when he was fully assembled.

The men shook hands and Dr. Morgan said “thanks, as always. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You flatter me. The boy has a fine bottom, as I’m sure you know. I trust you’ve dealt with it accordingly.”

“No question of that!” Dr. Morgan replied with a chuckle. Did this salesman know that Dr. Morgan sometimes spanked boys?

It was a quiet ride home. Dr. Morgan let Danny stay in his new clothes until bedtime. He was given a quick bedtime spanking. He was coming to like how it felt to be tucked under the covers with a mild sting in his bottom.

The week was heading towards its end.