He asked me to step down and face him so he could perform the herniacheck. He examined my balls and then asked me to cough a couple of timeswhile he h...ld them in his hand. He then asked me to turn around and bendover the table for the prostate exam. I spread my legs, bent over and putmy hands on the exam table. The doctor asked me to bend my knees a bit morewhich caused my ass to stick out and my ass crack to spread even more. Mycock was getting harder and my foreskin was still pulled back. I have a few more minutes before Brian gets here. I think about what he had to work with. When he walks in, he’ll see me bound in a face down ass up position and two backpacks full of goodies to use on me. Everything from lube, to vibrators and dildos, to even a fucking machine. After several minutes I hear the door open and footsteps enter the tile of my room. The door slams shut and locks. I freeze, but smile. “Is that you honey?” I say, trying to sound sexy. The man at the door does not. "Upstairs this time!" she growled in my ear. Unusual. Normally the first fuck was on the sofa, or over the table, or on the carpet, but always in the living space. Bedrooms were for subsequent fucks, always sloppy seconds, or thirds. For the past few times, we had talked dirty during the bedroom fucks, about her being filled with cum when I pushed into her cunt. It seemed to work magic for both of us. Perhaps she wanted to get straight into the dirty talk?Some ‘somethings’ were not. “Okay, we’ll done David, I’ll make arrangements to get rid of it” Peter had callously replied, partly to judge the reaction of his son, while thinking he’d later speak with Caroline Dixon and discover just why she hadn’t ensured her mothers pregnancy didn’t happen, only for Peter to then be pleasantly surprised by the reaction of the twin he’d always known was the more forceful brother.“No way do we get rid of the kid dad, you promised us this was to be our project and I want us to see it.