Devil's Playground

Chapter 15

Authors note: Many thanks to Cheryl for helping me with all the medical info.

Brian got to Deb's early; he foresaw that he would have a hard time getting Justin to actually go to a doctor.

"Where is the little scamp?"

Vic laughed, "I think he's upstairs hiding."

Brian squared his shoulders and prepared to do battle with the twink. Then bodily carry him out to the Jeep if necessary. He went up to Justin's room and nearly laughed. The kid was hiding under a quilt on the bed. He could see the lump trembling. He quietly walked over and sat on the bed.

"I see you; you're going to have to do better than that." He tugged the quilt down. Justin peeked out at him from the depths of the quilt.

"Go away." He burrowed back down into the quilt.

Brian patted the lump affectionately. "Sunny boy, if you come with me now I promise I'll make it worth your while later."

Justin popped his head up. "How?"

"I'll let you select a toy from my toy box and we'll play."

"I'm not a kid, Brian."

Brian laughed. "Not that kind of toy, a sex toy and right now you're acting like a kid."

Justin jumped up. "Ok, I'm ready."

Brian smirked, "I thought so."

Brian could tell Justin was nervous and pretty much terrified. His constant fidgeting was driving him nuts but he couldn't really blame Justin. Brian sighed in relief when he pulled into a parking spot. Now he just had to keep Justin from bolting before he saw the doctor. He kept his hand firmly on Justin and ushered him into the building. He greeted the receptionist and signed them in, then tugged Justin into a chair next to his.

"Justin, for Christ sake relax. I'll be with you and you'll be just fine."

"I don't want to be here," Justin whispered.

"I know, Sunny boy."

After ten minutes of waiting Brian got up to talk to the receptionist to see if the doctor could possibly see them soon. He doubted he could keep Justin calm for much longer and he was nearing the end of his tether. Much to Brian's relief they were ushered back to an exam room. At least back there they had relative privacy and Brian could distract Justin with long kisses. Justin pulled away when the door opened.

"Hey Brian, you here for your six month test?"

"Yeah, and I brought someone along with me. We're going to get tested together."

Mark arched his brow and looked at the boy more closely.

"Justin, this is Dr. Mark Lewis; he's a real good doctor."

Mark laughed, "Is the world ending? I never thought I'd hear you sing my praises."

"This is Justin Taylor; I practically had to tie him up to bring him in. He's Amish and not too fond of doctors so make a good impression."

"Well, I'll do my best. So Justin, what Amish community are you from?"

"Lancaster."

"You're my first Amish patient. I'm honored, so I take it you're on your run about?"

"Yeah."

"Do you have any family medical problems that you know of?"

"No, not really, there's no incest in my family line if you're wondering about that."

Mark made some notes on Justin's chart.

"Ok, since you're with Brian and he mentioned that you both would be getting tested I assume you're sexually active?"

Justin's cheeks turned pink. "Yes, I've only been with Brian."

"I know Brian's always safe. So you've had protected sex?"

"Yes, Brian's taught me everything about that."

Mark caught Brian's smirk.

"Ok, I see here in addition to an HIV test that you are scheduled to have a check up."

"Brian made me," Justin pouted.

Mark couldn't help but chuckle.

"I thought it would be a good idea. I want to make sure he's healthy."

Mark couldn't believe that this cute little blonde kid had actually gotten to big bad Brian.

"Ok, then lets get started shall we. Justin come on over here and I'll weigh and measure you." Mark wrote down that Justin was 5'8. Justin got on the scale and weighed in at 122.

Brian looked at the scale. "Is that all? You should see this kid eat."

"I'm still growing," Justin said defensively.

Brian patted the top of his head. "Not likely, Sunny boy."

The doctor handed Justin a hospital gown. "Justin, I need you to change into this for me. I'm going to step outside for a few minutes." He looked at Brian pointedly. "I'll be gone only a few minutes so no funny business."

"Geez doc, you're no fun."

"And don't even think about swiping my medical gown when we're done."

Brian just looked on amused. When the door shut Brian began pulling off Justin's clothes for him.

"Brian, I can do it myself, you know."

"I know but where's the fun in that?"

Brian slipped the gown on Justin and tied the back up for him. He picked Justin up around the waist and sat him on the exam table. Just seeing Justin sitting there in a hospital gown was making him hard, made him want to play doctor real bad. Justin sat there on the table idly swinging his sock covered feet. Brian leaned in and kissed him, not able to resist. Justin slapped his roaming hand away when he felt it start to wander under his gown.

"Brian, don't make me hard; it's embarrassing. Why do I have to wear this thing anyway?"

"So all your parts are more accessible."

There was a knock on the door then Mark entered the room. "All right Justin, I'm going to listen to your heart now." He pulled the gown down slightly then pressed his stethoscope against Justin's chest. "Breathe for me, good, that's good. Now I'll check your reflexes. I'm just going to tap your knee with this little hammer; it won't hurt a bit. Now I need you to lie back on the table."

Justin tentatively did as he was told. Both men caught the look of fear.

"Don't worry, no needles yet. I'm just going to press on your abdomen. Does this hurt?"

"No," Justin said biting back a giggle.

Mark smirked, "Are you ticklish?"

Justin giggled, "Maybe."

Mark continued on with his exam.

The doctor handed Justin a plastic cup. "I'm going to need a urine sample."

For everyone else in the room the look on Justin's face was priceless.

"You're joking right?" Justin asked slightly disgusted.

"No, I'm afraid not. There's a bathroom right down the hall. I'm sure Brian wouldn't mind showing you where it is."

Brian looped his arm around Justin's neck. "Come along, Sunshine."

"Brian, that's kind of disgusting. Why do they need that?"

"To run some tests; it's no big deal." Brian opened the door to the bathroom and ushered Justin in. "Have at it, Sunshine. I'll wait out here unless you want me to hold it for you," he leered.

Once alone Justin looked at the plastic cup and grimaced. This was so degrading and embarrassing. He unscrewed the cap, lifted the gown and positioned his penis then waited and waited and waited. He tried to relax and concentrate. Justin concentrated so hard his eyes were starting to cross. With a sigh of defeat he opened the door.

"What's wrong?" Brian asked.

"I just can't pee on command," Justin gritted out.

Brian chuckled softly and stepped into the bathroom with him. "I'll show you a trick that works every time."

Brian turned on the tap to a slow trickle. After a minute Justin shifted slightly, not long after he repositioned the cup. Justin felt the cup grow warm and heavy. He filled the cup halfway then put the cap on. Justin was very embarrassed holding his cup of pee and still more embarrassed when a nurse came by to take it from him.

Once again Justin sat in the exam room waiting for the real torture to begin. He grudgingly admitted to himself that so far it hadn't been so bad but he was waiting to reserve judgment till after the exam.

A nurse came into the room carrying some supplies.

"Hello, Justin, Brian." She turned to Justin. "I need to prick your finger."

Justin tentatively held out his finger not sure what the nurse was up to. She swabbed his finger with a cotton ball then pressed a plastic device to his finger. He felt something sharp and flinched slightly. She pressed his bleeding finger to a strip; he watched with rapt fascination. When she was done she put a Band-Aid on his finger.

"I'm checking your blood sugar level; it'll only take a moment." After a few seconds she read the readout. "It's normal," she smiled.

She left but reassured him she would be back soon. Justin shared a small smile with Brian.

"You ok, Sunny boy?" Brian slipped his hand in Justin's.

"Yeah, I just want it to be over," Justin said quietly.

"We're almost done, just a little while longer." Brian placed a soft kiss on Justin's forehead.

The nurse came back into the room. She handed Brian and Justin each a clipboard with a form on it. "I need you both to sign your consent to the HIV test. I trust you'll want to share your results with each other?"

"Yes," Brian said as he scrawled his name on the form.

"All right, who wants to go first? I need to draw blood now for the HIV tests."

Brian glanced at Justin. He could see the boy was scared; this was the moment Justin had been dreading.

Brian murmured softly, "Do you want me to go first so you can see how it's done?" Brian rubbed Justin's back soothingly. Justin nodded his head. "If the blood bothers you, you don't have to look, ok. We wouldn't want you to faint." He smiled to reassure Justin.

Brian hopped up on the table next to Justin and rolled up his shirt sleeve then held out his arm. While the nurse put a tourniquet on his arm and swabbed the area with alcohol Brian held Justin's hand with his free one lacing their fingers together. When the needle slid in Brian squeezed Justin's hand just a little tighter. Justin studiously watched the whole process. It looked very painful to him and he wasn't eager for his blood to be collected in this manner. Seeing Brian's blood didn't bother him. It was quite fascinating really. It was so red; he watched the blood collect in the vials. He had never seen such a thing before.

All too soon it was Justin's turn. Brian held his hand and slipped his arm around the boy's shoulders. The nurse smiled slightly to herself. She'd never seen Mr. Kinney so affectionate towards someone before. Usually he was all business. Justin whimpered when the tourniquet was placed on his arm tightly. Brian rubbed his back and held him close.

"Justin, can you make a fist for me?"

She pressed on the veins along his arms. The veins in Justin's arms were small and delicate; it would be difficult to draw blood. She swabbed the area she thought would get the best results and slid the needle in. Justin yelped and whimpered. Brian murmured soothing words in Justin's ear as the blonde buried his face in his neck. Justin started to sob as the pain intensified. It broke Brian's heart to see Justin in such pain. He held him a little tighter to keep him from thrashing. Brian looked at the vial to see how things were coming along. He couldn't believe it when he saw the vial was still empty.

"You're hurting him, what's wrong?"

"I know I'm terribly sorry. Justin has such delicate veins in his arms. I'm just not getting anything."

She withdrew the needle much to the relief of both of them.

"I'll go get the doctor and see what he wants to do."

"You do that," Brian growled.

Justin looked up at Brian with wet, red eyes. "I wanna go home; it hurts so bad."

"I know, Sunny boy. Just hang in there, ok?" He thumbed away some of Justin's falling tears. He rearranged them so Justin was sitting between his legs. Brian held him from behind so Justin could feel his body all around him. Dr. Lewis came in and witnessed Brian comforting Justin who was in tears.

"Oh dear, I heard there was trouble getting blood out of you. Justin, can you hold your arms out for me?"

Justin trembled within Brian's arms.

"Justin, I'll try real hard not to hurt you anymore, ok?"

Reluctantly Justin held out his arms. The doctor examined the veins in each one shaking his head. Then he looked at the veins in Justin's hands. "I think the best course of action would be to try a vein in the hand. They look stronger."

Justin gasped and shook his head violently.

Brian murmured, "It's ok, it's ok, it's ok. Justin works with his hands a lot. He's a carpenter and an artist."

Mark handed some tissues to Brian to wipe away Justin's tears. "Is that so?" Mark asked a bit fascinated. The Amish culture was always interesting.

"Yeah," Justin said quietly.

"Make a tight fist for me, Justin."

"Use the left hand," Brian suggested. Brian didn't want anything to happen to his dominant hand.

Mark expertly slipped the needle in and began drawing blood. "So Justin, what sorts of things do you make?"

"I can make just about anything, chests, rocking chairs, little wooden toys."

"You should see the bed he made me. It's the best piece of furniture I own."

Mark could hear the pride and admiration in Brian's voice for Justin. "Have you ever built a barn?"

"Sure, lots of times. All the men, especially the carpenters, help out at a barn raising."

Mark kept Justin talking as he drew the blood into the vials. Justin felt a little discomfort but nowhere near as bad as before. When Mark got the required amount he expertly slid the needle out and bandaged Justin's hand.

"There, all done. I bet you can't wait to get out of here, huh?"

"Yeah," Justin said truthfully.

"I'll make a notation in your file to try your hand first. No need to cause you anymore pain than necessary." Mark shook Brian's hand then Justin's. "As soon as you dress, you're free to go. Make an appointment for your next visit with the receptionist on your way out. It was very nice meeting you, Justin. Take care."

Justin smiled weakly as the doctor left.

"Come on, let's get you dressed."

Brian helped Justin dress. He was careful of his bandaged hand. He kept his arm around Justin protectively. Justin sighed in relief when he was back in the Jeep. Brian drove to the loft. On the ride home he noticed that Justin was quiet and huddled next to the door. When he got to the loft he led Justin up to the bedroom and put him to bed. The teen was mentally exhausted and could use a nap. He pulled off his shoes and tucked him in, then lay down beside him and gathered him in his arms. Brian ran his fingers through Justin's long hair and watched him sleep. It was his favorite pastime and put him at peace.

When Justin awoke about an hour and a half later he found Brian watching him.

Justin smiled sleepily up at him. "You were watching me sleep?"

Brian shrugged it off. "I didn't have anything better to do."

"You so love me," Justin smiled brightly.

Brian rolled his lips into his mouth not saying anything but not denying it either.

"Are you ready to play now, little boy?"

Justin nodded eagerly. "Uh huh."

"See that box over there; that's where I keep my special toys. Go pick something out that you might want to play with."

Justin eagerly jumped off the bed and went to the box. He wondered what kinds of things he would find inside. He lifted the lid and peeked inside. Brian hid his smile. It was like watching a curious child discover something new. Justin pulled out an object. When he registered what it was, his eyes widened in shock. The nine inch dildo dropped from his hand.

"You play with that?"

Brian smirked with amusement, "Sometimes."

Justin continued his search. He didn't know what he was looking for. Hell, he didn't know what most of these things were or how they were used. He picked up a big silver ring, examined it, shrugged then tossed it back in the box. A lot of the objects had a funny shape. Finally he made his choice and rejoined Brian on the bed. He gave Brian the toy.

"Ahh, an excellent choice."

Justin had selected a long strand of anal beads. They were rubber and only an inch in diameter.

"What are they?" Justin asked curiously.

"They're anal beads," Brian smirked. "Can you guess why?"

Justin's jaw dropped, his eyes widened and his dick grew hard. "You're going to put them inside me?" Justin all but whispered.

"That's the plan," Brian purred.

They made quick work of each other's clothes that got flung in all directions in their haste.

"What do you want me to do?"

"That's easy, roll over and get that ass up in the air."

Like an eager puppy doing a trick Justin quickly rolled into position. Brian arranged the pillows so he would be comfortable. Brian petted and squeezed Justin's ass, eliciting sighs from the blonde. He parted Justin's crack and took a long lick then blew gently on the slick area. Justin thrust into the pillow beneath him. With the tip of his tongue he lapped at Justin's tender rosebud. He lavished lots of attention on his quivering hole. Justin made little noises of pleasure that Brian thought were secretly cute. For good measure he tongue fucked Justin's hole to prepare him for the toy.

Brian got the lube and coated the beads liberally.

"Are you ready?" Brian murmured next to Justin's ear.

"Yes," Justin replied, his voice trembling in anticipation.

Brian held a bead against Justin's pucker and slowly pushed it in. Justin gasped and moaned at the new intrusion.

"Like that, do you?"

"Mmm, oohhh, it feels so strange but very, very good," Justin sighed.

Brian pushed in another bead getting more moans and whimpers. A third and fourth went in. Justin was sweating and gripping the sheets while he rutted against the pillow. Brian slowly popped in a fifth and sixth.

"Feeling full?"

"Oh God, yes."

Brian squeezed and massaged Justin's packed ass. "Turn over," Brian commanded.

Justin did what he was told. Every time he clenched his ass he could feel the beads massage his insides; he loved the feeling. Brian knew it wouldn't take much to send Justin over the edge. Justin was wet and leaking a copious amount. He used his finger to collect some of the youthful dew, and then sucked it off his finger while Justin watched. He took the rest of the beads and slowly ran them over the top of Justin's shaft then underneath. Justin trembled with need. Brian sat between Justin's spread legs. He gave the string a little tug. One slick shiny bead popped out. Justin gasped and thrust his hips up in the air powerfully.

Brian petted his chest to calm him. "Easy, don't cum yet."

"I'll try," Justin panted, not sure he'd be able to wait much longer.

Brian's own cock was begging for attention but he was enjoying watching Justin. He loved the look on Justin's face every time he removed a bead. It was a surprised expression mixed with a silly grin. Brian sat back deciding he'd like to see Justin put on a show for him.

"Touch yourself, Justin. Jerk off. I wanna see you cum."

Justin grabbed his stiff penis and went to town. It didn't take long before an intense orgasm overtook him. The force of his climax pushed the last two beads out. Justin drenched himself in sticky cum. He flung an arm over his eyes as he twitched and quivered in the aftermath of his orgasm. He moaned softly when Brian leaned in and kissed him.

"Did you like that?" Brian purred.

Justin nodded unable to speak. When he moved his arm he gave Brian the biggest most satisfied smile. Brian glanced down at his stiff prick.

"Ready for round two."

Justin looked down between his legs to see Brian's stiff pole proudly jutting upwards. His hole clenched, longing to be filled again. Justin pulled his legs up and spread them wide in answer. Brian stifled a groan as he saw Justin's slick gaping hole wink at him.

Brian gulped, "Mind if we go hard and fast?"

"Not at all," Justin panted wantonly.

In two seconds Brian had a condom on slicked with lube. He pushed Justin's legs forward more and drove his dick home filling Justin to the root. They both groaned their pleasure. Brian held still waiting for Justin to adjust. It wasn't long before Justin was bucking up against him signaling he was more than ready for a rough ride. Brian set the pace as he snapped and swiveled his hips in a piston precision rhythm. Justin's knees were up around his ears as his ass was pounded and plundered. His breathing was constricted by the weight but it felt so good he didn't mind. Brian thrust his dick deeply inside and held it there with small pivoting thrusts. Sweat droplets rained down on Justin's face as he smiled lovingly up at Brian. A few more hard strokes and they were cumming together in torrents. Justin's sweaty legs slid down Brian's body. Brian shifted to the side and pulled his sticky boy into his arms.

"Mmm, that was ahhhhmazing," Brian sighed contentedly.

"And how!" Justin agreed.

Brian pulled the duvet up over them, blanketing them in warmth as they cuddled together after their sex romp.

One week later Brain got their test results back. He shared the news with Justin that they were both negative and healthy.

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