The greying wolf flicked over a page on his clipboard, still bleary eyed from another late night of research. He supped at a steaming cup of coffee, his eyes creasing as the dark bitterness soothed him from the inside. His intercom bleeped and crackled to life, and his eyed slip over to it, almost resentfully.

“Doctor Laurent, are you ready for your next patient?” buzzed a professional female voice, all precision and etiquette. “Yup, send ‘em in,” grunted the wolf, eyes scanning over the chart in his hand, muttering key details under his breath. “12 year old male, gorilla, injured hip during football practice… pretty standard.”

A knock came at his door. “Please, come in!” he replied, raising his voice to be heard through the sturdy wood.

A young gorilla boy, still dressed in school uniform, entered, limping slightly. His eyes squinted against the harsh white light of the doctor’s office, and he stepped carefully in, clearly nervous. “Please, sit down young man,” smiled the wolf, gesturing at a chair next to his desk. The gorilla nodded and gingerly crossed the room, exhibiting a slight limp as he went. Once he was seated, Dr. Laurent took a moment to take him in. The boy was still clearly prepubescant, but had the figure of an athlete, and his primate muscles were already bulking out a slightly too-small uniform. Despite his strong frame, the boy was clearly quite shy, avoiding eye contact and staring at the floor. Deep, soft brown eyes. Laurent caught himself staring and cleared his throat.

“Well son, what’s your name?” he smiled. “Uh, Cale, Dr. Laurent,” muttered the boy. “No need to be so formal. Just call me Rob,” soothed the doctor. “Now, your chart says you’ve injured your hip, right? And you’re having a little trouble walking?”

The boy nodded timidly. “Well, let’s take a look. You’ll have to hop up on the table and I’ll have to ask you to take your pants down. Sorry, can’t diagnose what I can’t see!” laughed the wolf. Cale wordlessly stood and climbed on to the table. Robert observed him carefully; the gorilla definitely winced as he moved, and had some trouble climbing up. When the young boy slipped his fingers beneath his waistband and shuffled down his school trousers, again, there was that wince. The doctor knew something was fishy about this, but decided to proceed as normal. He’d get to the bottom of this during his diagnosis.

“Right, if you’d just lay on your back. Now, I’m just going to apply a little pressure here and there, and you tell me when it hurts, alright?”

Dr. Laurent began to press, with gloved hands, ever so slightly against the young man’s body. He started at the base of the boy’s belly, just around the bottom of his abs. He was surprised to feel a great deal of firmness; strong, toned abs hid ever so slightly behind the puppy fat of youth. No reaction from the boy. Further down, pressing gently on his thighs. As he trailed the boy’s lower body, tracing a circle around his privates, the doctor felt the boy shiver, and spied a slight movement in his underpants.

Yet, as he pressed, there was no further reaction from the boy. “No pain, nothing at all where I’ve touched?” queried the doctor, eyeing the boy suspicious, who’s eyes were closed with embaressment. “N-no, nothing…”

The doctor continued, and noticed that the boy’s pants were tightening with the first whispers of an erection. Cale’s breathing had sped up, and every now and then he would twitch. Then, a sudden jump in his pants as his stiffening member lifted up with hardness, followed by a wince and a gasp. “O-ouch. That hurt…” mumbled the boy through the haze of an arousal he did not understand.

“Ahah!” thought Robert. “I see,” he continued, still professional, though he felt himself starting to tingle slightly, knowing what he’d have to do next. “Well young man, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to pop your undies off, if that’s ok?” he asked politely. The gorilla hesitated, then nodded. He slid his fingers down once again, this time curling them past his undies and shuffling them off shyly, wincing as he passed his privates. He was blushing profusely as his hard cock popped up, surprisingly sizeable for his age.

“I’m sorry, it d-does that sometimes,” he muttered. “Oh, that’s nothing to apologise for. That’s perfectly normal. Now, let’s take a look. I’ll be very gentle, ok?” smiled the doctor. With that, the doctor ever-so-gently took the boy’s penis in his hand, and examined it carefully, turning it this way and that. The soft touch elicited another gasp from the gorilla, who’s hips bucked softly with each turn and change in sensation. A bead of precum gathered at the tip of his cock. “That… feels weird…” sighed the boy softly, eyes still closed tightly. “It’s ok, I’ll be done soon. Now, let’s look down here.”

With that, the doctor slid his hand down and carefully caressed the boy’s soft nutsack. Cale yelped with shock and pain. “R-right there! That’s where it hurts!”

“Ahah, there’s the problem. I can see it from here, there’s some bruising on your testes. The hip pain was probably referred across. That’s not a problem. You’d be in a lot more pain if it were torsion, or anything else serious down there. I’d be surprised if you could walk in to my office!” chuckled Dr. Laurent. “My… test-ease?” asked the gorilla curiously.

“Oh, uh… testes. Those little balls down below your privates, those are testes. Those are where sperm come from,” answered Robert politely. “Oh, I heard about sperm in health class! I didn’t really understand the diagrams though,” replied Cale pensively. Then, his eyes widened with fright.

“Wait, if my sperm comes from there, and sperm is how you make babies… R-Rob, am I gonna be able to make babies?”, asked Cale, panic in his eyes, which had begun to fill with tears. “Now, now, calm down!” stammered Robert, unsure how to handle this outburst. “I-I’m sure everything is fine down there…”

“B-But, how can you know? How can I know it’s not broken?” panicked Cale, staring at the doctor with pleading, terrified eyes.

Robert hesitated for a moment, placing a comforting hand on the boy’s leg. “Shhh, it’s gonna be ok… Listen, I, uh…”

The doctor knew what he was about to suggest was probably not within the realms of his professional duty, and certainly not within the realms of legality… but the boy was cute, and his panic made Robert’s stony heart melt, ever so slightly. “Listen, I know a couple of tests we can do to make sure everything’s ok, but they’re a little bit unconventional… if I run them for you, do you promise not to go blabbing about them? They’re not exactly considered modern medicine…” sighed the doctor, worry lines creasing on his face.

The gorilla noded hurriedly. “Yes, please, I promise! I just wanna know I’m ok!” he yelped.

The big grey wolf sighed, rolling his eyes. “Alright, one moment,” he replied, striding across the office and locking the door quitely. “Okay, I’ll try to be gentle, but you’ve still got an injury, so let me know if you’re in pain, ok?” he asked the boy, eyes serious now. “A-alright,” Cale murmured nervously.

Dr. Laurent placed his right hand gently on Cale’s tummy, and moved his hand slowly down over the soft fur, sliding it along his pubis, before brining it to Cale’s dick. “Alright, I’m gonna start slowly…” muttered Robert, his own cock stiffening in his pants with excitement. He began to squeeze and stroke the boy’s penis, bringing it back up to it’s previous hardness. “Oooh…” moaned Cale, enraptured by this strange new sensation. “You still ok?” questioned the doctor, concerned. “Y… yeah, you can keep going…”

Robert tightened his grip slightly, kneading Cale’s cock like dough, the softness of the latex glove rubbing sensuously against the skin. The gorilla answered with a groan of pleasure, precum beginning to dribble from the head of his penis. Back and fore the two went, adjusting to one another. The gorilla didn’t even know what this test was, but it was definitely better than most he’d had.

“N-gyahh!” the boy suddenly yelped, a different yelp than the rest. “Oh god, sorry, did I hurt you?” asked Robert, face flushed with sudden concern. “Yeah, t-that really hurt… I’m ok… it’s just, right as it starts getting really good, you’re going so fast, and my… testes move too much…”

The doctor nodded kindly. “It’s ok, it’s ok… we can try something else.” He thought for a moment, then smiled. “Ok, if you get up on your knees. Sorry, I know you’re sore.” Robert helped Cale up gently, easing his position around until the boy was on his hands and knees, up on the table. As he maneuvered the boy, Robert could feel his firm muscles. “Wow, when this kid hits puberty, he’s gonna be a sight to behold,” thought the wolf, flustered with arousal.

Now Cale was up on his hands and knees, his face flushed red with his shame as his bottom protruded proudly in the air, cheeks spread. “Now, this might feel a little cold, and a little weird at first, but trust me, ok?” said the wolf as he squirted a little sterile lube from a bottle on to his gloved fingers. “Take a deep breath for me,” ordered Robert. The gorilla obliged, puffing out his chest with air, his butt spreading even further as his back arched.

The doctor delicately pressed a finger to Cale’s little hole, still pink and clean with the beauty of youth. The gorilla hissed at the sudden intruding cold, and his skin prickled at the touch. Slowly, almost lovingly, Dr. Laurent swirled his finger around the boy’s ass, stretching and teasing it gently. “God, why am I so fucking hard,” thought the doctor, his cock twitching and dripping in his pants. He felt a little dribble of pre run down his leg, and he found himself moaning to the rhythm. 

Abandoning all pretense, Robert applied more pressure, and slipped his finger past Cale’s opening. “Unnhh… nhh-Ohhhhhhh!…” the boy moaned in answer, his cock throbbing with this new experience. The wolf pressed further, slipping past the first knuckle, and then the second, and soon, his entire finger was hilted in this boy’s tight little anus. “Does that feel good?” asked the doctor, almost clinically, lost in his own pleasure, hypnotized at the sight before him.

“It’s… super weird… hngah… but really good,” panted the boy. The wolf growled with desire, as he began to finger the boy’s twitching, glistening hole, bringing forth more moans and grunts, Cale’s body arching even more, trying to bring the intruding finger closer, and deeper, riding against it. Robert heard a gentle patter, and noticed the boy had begun to drip precum on to the table, which began to pool slightly.

Robert slowly withdrew his finger, and the boy whined with disappointment, his tight ass gaping only for a tiny moment before tightening shut once again, still twitching. A hunger he didn’t know was within him called for more, more of that feeling. “Alright, let’s run the final test then. This should put your mind at ease,” grinned the wolf. He’d been saving this for when his wife had next come to the office, but now felt right. When would he get this kind of opportunity again?

He strode back to his desk, and opened a drawer, withdrawing a modest silver dildo with a strange screw fitting at the back. Wandering back, savouring the sight of the gorilla’s compromising position, Robert reached up above the table and pulled down a swinging armiture, labelled “X-RAY - WARNING” on the side in clear yellow lettering. He unscrewed the lens at the front, ensured the system was unplugged, and screwed the silver phallus in, which now protuded from the armature, which he swung down to point directly as the boy’s waiting ass.

“Alright, let me just lube this up… this might be cold again, but I promise,” he smiled, “this will feel the best.” The gorilla glanced up, and his eyes widened at the intimidating rig hanging above him. He gulped and nodded, arching his back and shutting his eyes tight.

Carefully, the wolf slid the rig forward, which glided soundlessly on its bearings, the tip of the metal cock coming to rest perfectly between Cale’s cheeks. “Ready, young man?” asked the doctor. “Mmhmm,” mumbled Cale through gritted teeth. Robert pushed. The rig slid forward. A moment of resistance. Another push, and the first inch of the dildo slid suddenly into Cale.

“HnnGAAAAAH!” cried out the gorilla in ecstacy. “You ok?” queried Robert, though he knew the answer already from the boy’s trembling. “Y-yes… yeah, I’m ok… you can…”, the boy mumbled, hesitating. “You c-can, put more in… if you want,” he said, embarressed at his desire.

Robert nodded, and slowly sank the rest of the dildo deep inside of the boy, who moaned and convulsed in pleasure. “Alright, now, we don’t wanna jostle you too much because of your injury,” narrated Robert, slipping back in to doctor mode, fighting his arousal to remain composed. “Now, let’s start… testing.”

The wolf flicked a switch on the dildo with a grin, and it whirred to life, vibrating fiercely. “Oh… oh holy… oh wow…” panted the boy, paralyzed by the sensation. Robert sank back and drank it in, pawing himself gently through his pants. “Just relax and enjoy, little man,” he sighed breathily, his own hips bucking into his hand with pleasure. Cale’s black fur shivered and bristled with arousal, and his fingers dug into the leather of the table as the pleasure overtook him, the vibrations sending shockwaves of intense, mind-numbing sensation through his prostate and straight to his cock. Between the furs, Robert could see Cale’s member twitching, leaking fluids, and the barest wisps of manly hair beginning to peek through. Robert couldn’t get over this boy’s build, his strength… when he became a man, he’d be majestic, the wolf thought.

Cale had begun to push back against the metal cock now, sliding backwards and forwards, lube tricking down his little balls. “Unh, unh, unh!” he grunted in pleasure with each gentle hump, driving the toy deeper inside him, grinding it against his prostate, stretching his hole further and further. “I, u-uh… I feel weird! I’m gonna… gonna pee!” he whimpered, not halting the rhythm of his fucking. “That’s good, that means the test is working! It’s ok, let it out,” answered the wolf. “Here, let me help you,” he smiled.

Robert step forward to the whimpering boy and sighed, drinking in the sight of this most vulnerable patient. Cale’s brain sparkled and buzzed with pleasure. He barely heard the doctor talking, but he felt it when Robert wrapped a hand around his cock and gentle began squeezing and kneading once again, careful not to bump his still-delicate balls.

“O-OHHH, HAH!” he moaned, and soon, thick, white ropes of boy cum began to shoot out of his cock, coating the table between his knees. He moaned and cried out; every time he slid on to the dildo, it filled him more, and every time he slid away, his cock pushed deeper into the warm tightness of the doctor’s grip. The sight of the jets of cum spraying from his patient’s cock sent Robert over the edge too, who grunted and moaned, “Oh god, Cale,” as he felt his own spurts of cum shoot in his pants, dribbling warmly down his legs, his hips bucking and grinding against the boy’s leg. “Anh, anh, no more, p-please!” Cale cried, shivering and shaking like a hypothermiac.

Robert snapped out of his reverie, and quickly turned off the vibrations, before slowly and carefully sliding the rig away from Cale’s delicate, ruined body. His hole was gaping and shuddering, pink and tender, and Robert felt himself hardening again already. The boy gasped for air, and gingerly lowered his aching body down on to the table, careful to roll on to his side to avoid the puddle of cum. He sighed and panted with the afterglow of his climax, and Robert smiled, shaking with nerves and pleasure, and ungloved his hands, rubbing the gorilla’s soft fur comfortingly.

“You ok?” he asked, concern flowing back in to him as the moment dissipated. “Y-yeah… that was… a-amazing,” stuttered the boy through his haze, eyes slightly damp with tears, which the wolf kindly dried.

A few moments passed as the two shared the wind-down, Cale almost drifting off as his hole leaked lube, his cock still jumping with aftershocks. The slow rubbing of Robert’s thumb across his fur felt… so nice.

“So… am I ok?…” asked the gorilla nervously, lifting his head from the table and locking eyes with the wolf, piercing him with his innocence.

Doctor Laurent eyed the boy up and down, absorbing the scene. Cale’s muscles, still bulging against the cloth of his school uniform. His face, jaw just only beginning to square with the first hints of adolescence. The basin of cum on the table, the edges of which just slightly touched Cale’s fur, matting it slightly. Robert nodded down at the white pond of semen, and smiled warmly.

“Young man… I think you’re gonna do just fine.”