Kevin

You're gay, aren't you?

C'mon, admit it.

Otherwise you'd hardly be looking at this website, would you?

But what about me?

Sometimes I think that I must be gay too. But at other times - hell, I just don't know.

Let me put my cards on the table.

I'm definitely not interested in girls. Just the thought of them makes me want to puke.

But, then again, I don't have sex with guys either.

It's the thought of guys that I really like - though, to be honest, it's not guys - it's boys.

But I don't even have sex with them. Well, not real sex, anyway.

You see, I'm a bit of a specialist.

I've got somewhat unusual tastes.

Though, if you're honest, you too probably had them once - even if it was a long time ago.

I like to play doctors and nurses.

Just like you did too, all those years ago.

But, of course, it's male nurses that I like the best.

I guess that it's a sort of fetish, really.

But, thank the Lord, I'm not alone in it because my friend Kevin's been "playing" with me ever since we were kids in school.

Kevin is bisexual, by the way.

He's got a steady girlfriend right now. But he fools around with guys too. And he's still more than happy to indulge an old buddy.

Then he'll put on a whiny little voice and say something like "Hey, Doc… I'm not feeling so good today… Could you take a look at me? Huh?"

Of course, I suggest that it's a good idea if I give him a thorough check up.

So he'll need to get undressed.

…and this doctor's examination requires him to get completely undressed…

Now personally I'm very keen on one or two basic medical principles.

And one of those is that if you want to be healthy on the outside, you've gotta be healthy on the inside.

And if you're gonna be healthy on the inside, you've gotta be clean on the inside first.

Thankfully, Kevin goes along with that too - or maybe he just loves the feel of his ass being explored.

Whatever the reason, he's an exceptionally helpful patient.

He'll even help prepare his own treatment

But, of course, as a (self!) trained physician, I insist on carry out the clinical procedures myself.

All the patient has to do is rest on the bed….

…and try not to get too excited as he does so.

After the therapeutic, cleansing effect of the enema, this particular doctor recommends a reviving shower…

…followed by a further session of deep internal massage...

…after which the patient can relax a little before setting off for home.

Once Kevin's gone, I often think about what's happened.

And I wonder…

Am I gay?

I don't know.

Maybe I should ask a doctor…

What usually happens is that he'll turn up in the evening and, if we don't have any money to go out - which, as we're both putting ourselves through college, is often the case - we'll just set ourselves down with a few beers in front of the TV.

But, after a while, especially if there's nothing on that he wants to watch, Kevin starts getting restless and I can tell he's up for some fun.

I guess it's just the way he starts to look over at me.