The Curse of 100 Bottoms Ch. 10
May 31, 2021 // By:analsex // No Comment
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Note: This story contains themes of mind control, magic, and fantasy. All characters in it are 18+.
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Willem jerked awake to the sound of his phone buzzing noisily on his nightstand. He picked it up, squinting at the screen as he pressed the snooze button. He tossed it back down and rolled over, grabbing a pillow and putting it over his head to block out the light. His head was pounding and he felt a suffocating sensation in his chest, almost like a fist had grabbed his heart and was now trying to pull him down through his bed.
He went through three more of these tortured snooze cycles, refusing to get out of bed despite his body screaming at him to get up. What good had being awake ever done for him?
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
“Willem? We need to leave in ten. Are you almost ready?”
Willem pulled the pillow off of his head. Fuck. It was already Tuesday.
He climbed out of bed, lumbering over to his dresser to pull on clothes. His hands automatically went for the speedo when he caught himself. It wasn’t that kind of day. He had a doctor’s appointment to go to with his mother. Dick hunting would have to wait.
As they drove to the doctor’s office, Willem leaned his head against the window, trying to ignore his crippling headache. He hadn’t seen Jake since Friday night. He hadn’t noticed until they had stopped fucking, but his arrangement with Jake had actually been working to keep the buzzing somewhat at bay. One guy a day just wasn’t cutting it anymore.
The one thing he had to be thankful for was the fact that he was almost certain to break the curse before his college orientation that weekend. He had spent so long obsessing over his goal to be straight by college. Now it was so close he could almost taste it.
“Are you all right, Willem? You look like death,” said his mother as they entered the doctor’s office.
“It’s just a headache,” he mumbled.
He rubbed his eyes. “Just two more guys,” he thought to himself. “Then this nightmare will be over.”
“Hi, my son has an appointment with Dr. Edwards for 11 am,” his mother said to the woman at the front desk.
“Here’s the paperwork for new patients,” said the woman as she handed Willem a clipboard. “You can have a seat and they’ll call your name momentarily.”
They sat in the corner as Willem started filling out the paperwork. He chewed the pen, struggling to focus his mind on the words on the page.
“What’s my social security number?” he asked his mother.
“Willem, you really need to have all this memorized,” she said as she took the clipboard from him and began filling it out for him. “You’re going to have to start doing this stuff on your own now that you’re an adult.”
“Okay,” he said absently. His mind had already started to wander as he debated whether or not he’d have time to stop by The Abbey later to find the 99th guy.
She looked at him over her reading glasses. “Are you excited for orientation?”
“You’ll get to meet your new roommate. That’ll be fun.”
“Do you think you’ll join any clubs?”
“I don’t know, mom.”
Willem could feel his body vibrating so strongly that he was starting to feel nauseous. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to steady himself.
“Well, what about your friends? Are any of them-“
“Mom, I don’t know!” he snapped. “I don’t know what my major’s gonna be, I don’t know what clubs I’m gonna join, I don’t know if any of my friends are gonna be there. Stop asking me so many questions, because I don’t have any answers for you.”
Willem turned away from her, rubbing his temples.
She set the clipboard down and put her hand on his arm. “Hey, look at me, sweetheart.”
Willem groaned. He knew this tone in his mother’s voice. It always meant she was going to start talking to him about her feelings. He wished she’d just yell at him.
She brushed his hair back. “Are you okay?”
He sighed. “I’m sorry I snapped. It’s just a headache, I’m fine.”
She pursed her lips. “You say that. You always say that. And normally I believe you, because I never have a reason not to. Your grades have always been good, you’ve never been in any serious trouble… but honey, I’m worried about you.”
“You don’t need to worry about me. I’m fine-“
“Stop telling me that everything’s fine, Willem!” she exclaimed.
Willem looked around the waiting room, his cheeks turning pink from embarrassment.
“I know that something is going on with you. You’re never home during the day, you come home late at night-“
“I’m just hanging out with my friends.”
She gave him a no-nonsense look. “I haven’t seen Josh or the twins at all this summer. They used to come around the house all the time, and now nothing. So where are you really going, Willem?” She gripped her purse nervously. “You know that drug addiction runs in our family-“
“I’m not on drugs, mom,” he said, rolling his eyes.
“Then what are you doing?”
“I’m just… hanging canlı bahis şirketaleri out with new friends.”
She stared at him, as though weighing the truth of his words. Willem avoided her gaze.
“I saw you. A few weeks ago.”
Willem’s heart skipped a beat. “What? Where?”
“I was getting my nails done at that place by the Grove. I walked by and I saw you sitting outside at this coffee shop. You were with a boy, someone I’ve never seen before. I was going to come over and say hi, but… I don’t know. Something stopped me.”
She gave him a half-smile. “I just watched you for a minute. He was telling you a story, I think. I’m not sure, I wasn’t close enough to hear. But I just watched you listening to him. Something about it… the way you smiled at him…”
She brushed her hair back. “Well, I didn’t want to intrude.”
Willem’s cheeks were burning red. He forced himself to look at her. “I’m sure that wasn’t anything. You should have said hi.”
“Willem,” she said nervously. “I want to ask you something.”
She grabbed his hand. “And I want you to know that you can be honest with me. You know that I’ll love you no matter what.”
Willem’s heart was pounding in his chest. He needed to stop this, now.
“Mom, it’s not what you’re thinking. Trust me, there’s nothing going on with me. I’m just nervous about going off to college, that’s all.”
She sighed. “I know that your father can be… a little harsh, at times. I’ll be honest, it was kind of a turn-on when we were dating. He was such a brute of a man, so passionate and robust…”
Willem grimaced. His mother gathered herself.
“What I’m saying is, I know that you might not think it, but he’ll come around. I will make him fall in line, I promise you.”
She took a deep breath. “Honey-“
“Willem Van Riessen?”
Willem’s eyes shot up at the nurse standing in the doorway. Thank fucking God.
“Yeah, that’s me!” he said, leaping out of his chair.
“Do you want me to come with you?” asked his mother.
He shook his head. “I’ll be fine.”
She handed him the clipboard. “Here you go, sweetie. Remember to tell him you’re allergic to tetracycline.”
Willem followed the nurse to one of the patient rooms in the back, where she directed him to sit on the examination table.
“I’m just gonna get a few readings, then the doctor will be in to see you in a few minutes. You’re just here for a routine physical?” she asked as she took his blood pressure.
“It’s for college,” he said, his mind elsewhere.
“Ah, gotcha. You excited?”
Willem forced a smile. “Yep.”
“College was the best time of my life,” said the nurse. “Fresh start, endless possibility….”
She smiled as she unwrapped the blood pressure cuff from his arm. “Enjoy it.”
After she finished taking his vitals, she left Willem alone in the room.
He put his head in his hands. Fuck, what was he going to say to his mother? He thought he’d gotten off with a clean slate, and now his mom thought that he was gay. Thank God she hadn’t seen anything more than just him and Jake getting coffee. He could deny things easily enough. Still, this was a whole conversation he definitely did not need right now.
There was a knock at the door. It slowly opened to reveal a man in his mid-50s wearing a lab coat. Willem’s eyes instantly glommed onto his barrel chest and steel-grey hair.
“Willem? I’m Dr. Edwards. Nice to meet you.”
He walked over and reached out his hand. As their palms touched, Willem could feel a burst of static electricity shoot up his arm.
The doctor yanked his hand back. “Whoa, sorry about that,” he said, grinning as he rubbed his hand on his lab coat.
Willem watched as the doctor’s lab coat began to slowly shift color, almost as if he’d accidentally washed it with one red sock. Within seconds the doctor was radiating the same pink glow that Willem had seen 98 times before. The pounding in Willem’s head began to lessen as his mind started that blessed journey up into the clouds.
A dreamy smile spread across Willem’s face as the doctor took a seat.
“So, your mother’s in the waiting room today?” asked the doctor.
Willem frowned. Why was he talking about his mom? Talk about a boner killer.
“Yeah, I’m just getting a physical,” he said, swinging his legs as he sat on the edge of the table. “Do you want me to take off my clothes, or…?”
The doctor laughed. “No need,” he said. “Your vitals are all normal and you’re up to date with all your immunizations, so I’m just going to ask you a few questions. Do you drink?”
Willem shrugged. “I mean, occasionally, but not in a while.”
“How about smoking? Cigarettes, marijuana?”
“Never cigarettes. I, uh, used to smoke pot a lot. But I haven’t done that too much lately, either.”
The doctor smiled. “On the straight and narrow?”
Willem drew his lower lip between his teeth. “Something like that.”
The doctor wrote down a few things on his clipboard. “And are canlı kaçak iddaa you sexually active?”
“Just a little bit,” Willem said coyly.
“Men, women? Both?”
“Men. Definitely men.”
The doctor nodded. “And do you use protection?”
Willem made a gagging sound. “Ugh, never. It just feels so much better without. Don’t you think?”
Dr. Edwards’ face started to turn as pink as the glow that surrounded him. “Uh, how many partners would you say you’ve had in the last three months?”
“98,” Willem said cheerfully.
Dr. Edwards dropped his pen. Willem smiled sweetly at him as he bent over to pick it up.
“When you have sex with men, are you insertive, receptive, or both?” the doctor asked, his face still flush.
Willem screwed up his face. “Huh?”
The doctor set down his clipboard. “Are you a top or a bottom?”
“Oh…” Willem giggled. “I’m a bottom.”
“Do you ever notice any pain afterward? Any bleeding, anything like that?”
Willem shook his head. “Sometimes I can get a little sore, I guess. Some of the guys I’ve fucked have been really big. I mean… like, SO big, Dr. Edwards. And part of me is like, ugh, what a chore, you know? Give me something I can work with. But the other part of me is like, yes, just fucking pound me, daddy! You know what I mean?”
Dr. Edwards stared at him, his mouth agape.
Willem’s eyes went wide. He clutched his chest. “Oh no… you don’t think I did any damage, do you? I guess with all this sex I’m having I didn’t even think about what it might do to my hole. God, I’m such a stupid slut.”
The doctor’s eyes darted down to Willem’s ass. He cleared his throat. “There’s nothing wrong with sex. It’s perfectly normal for a young man your age. I’m sure everything’s fine. The human body is very resilient.”
Willem pouted. “Now you’ve got me worried, doctor. What if all those big dicks did something to my hole? It’s so small and tight, sometimes I don’t even know how they fit.”
Dr. Edwards swallowed. “If you’re really worried I could, uh, take a look at it for you. Put your mind at ease.”
Willem beamed. “Would you, doctor? Thank you so much!”
Willem hopped off the examination table and ripped off his shirt.
“You didn’t need to remove your shirt…” the doctor said as Willem unbuttoned his pants.
“Whoops!” giggled Willem as he slowly lowered his pants over his bubble butt, revealing his black mesh jockstrap.
“Would you spread your legs for me, son?” asked the doctor as he got behind him.
Willem moaned as he felt the doctor’s hand on his leg. He spread his legs and leaned against the table. Dr. Edwards put his hand on Willem’s left cheek, spreading it open with his thumb to reveal his smooth hole. Willem could hear a sharp intake of breath.
“Does it look okay, Dr. Edwards?” he said.
The man coughed. “Would you bend forward a little bit for me?”
Willem leaned over further onto his stomach, pushing his butt out at the doctor.
The doctor got down on one knee, putting his hands on Willem’s ass cheeks and spreading them apart.
“Everything… oh, fuck… everything looks fine from the outside.”
“It’s the inside I’m worried about,” said Willem, his eyebrows creased with worry. “Some of the guys who fuck me… well, they’re really long. They go super far into me. Maybe you could look a little deeper?”
The doctor was silent for a moment. Willem turned and gave him his most innocent smile.
“I can do a bit more of a thorough exam,” said the doctor. “Just let me grab some lubricant.”
Willem grinned as he heard the doctor rustling around in a drawer. He let out a high-pitched moan as he suddenly felt cold jelly on his hole.
“I’m sorry, doctor. I’m not used to the cold. I usually just use spit.”
The doctor stifled a groan. “It’s alright, son.” He took his finger and rubbed the lubricant around Willem’s hole, making the boy moan again.
“Mmmmm… oh, I’m sorry, that’s just so nice,” said Willem.
The doctor said nothing as he slid his finger deeper inside of Willem’s hole. Willem grabbed the paper on the examination table, crinkling it as he moaned.
“I’m not feeling anything,” the doctor said, his voice catching in his throat.
“Oh, I think it’s deeper, Dr. Edwards,” said Willem as he pushed his ass back against the doctor’s finger.
“Fuck,” said the doctor quietly as the rest of his finger was swallowed by Willem’s hole.
“Do you feel anything now? Maybe you should wiggle it around,” said Willem.
He moaned again as he felt the doctor wiggling his finger inside him, brushing past his prostate.
“Everything feels good,” said the doctor, his voice shaking.
“How about now?” said Willem.
“Oh fuck… you’re squeezing my finger with your hole,” said the doctor.
“Does that feel good?” asked Willem. “I can squeeze it even harder. I’ve had a lot of practice.”
The doctor groaned as he felt Willem’s hole squeezing his finger like a vice. He pulled it out and stood up.
“I’m canlı kaçak bahis sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this. This isn’t professional,” he said.
Willem giggled. “I can see the tent in your pants. No one has to know.”
The doctor quickly covered his erection. Willem slipped off his jockstrap and hopped up on the examination table.
“Come on. I know you wanna fuck me.”
The doctor stared at Willem, laid out on the table with his legs spread. His eyes gleamed as he loosened his tie.
Willem moaned in delight as the doctor grabbed his legs, pulling him to the edge of the examining table. He watched as the man unzipped his pants, unfurling a thick cock with a fat pink head. He rubbed it up against Willem’s hole.
“You like this, you little slut?” he asked.
“Oh, yes,” Willem whimpered. “Please put it in me.”
The doctor slowly slid his cock inside of Willem, his fat cock head sliding easily past Willem’s sphincter thanks to the lube. Willem lay back against the table, his legs still in the air as he felt the doctor’s cock make its way deeper inside him.
“98 men… Jesus. You can’t get enough, can you?” grunted the doctor as he heaved into Willem. “You spread your legs for any man who wants it. Fucking whore.”
Willem could barely comprehend the doctor’s words, as his cheesecloth brain was currently overwhelmed by the pleasure coming from his hole. He could feel the doctor slowly withdrawing his cock, leaving just the head still inside of Willem.
“Put it back,” he whined. He suddenly yelped as the man slammed his dick all the way into Willem’s tight hole in one hard thrust.
“That big enough for you?” asked the doctor, smirking as he long-dicked the boy.
“Oh YES…” moaned Willem as the doctor thrust his full length in and out of his warm, wet hole.
He could feel the doctor’s tie dangling on his chest, tickling him as they fucked. He reached up and grabbed it, pulling the doctor down to kiss him. The doctor let go of Willem’s legs and stuck his tongue in the blond surfer boy’s mouth, moaning as he pumped his dick in and out of Willem’s ass.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” moaned the doctor. “Your hole is so tight…”
“Ungh… Oh God, FUCK me, daddy…” Willem cried out.
Dr. Edwards put his hand over Willem’s mouth, stifling the boy’s loud moans as he plowed his ass.
“Shhh, boy,” he whispered into Willem’s ear. “We don’t want anyone else to know what we’re up to.”
Willem’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as the doctor stuck his tongue in his ear. The feeling of the doctor’s tongue drove him wild as the room filled with the sound of their stifled moans and grunts. His own cock was rock hard, digging into the doctor’s stomach as the man grunted on top of him.
Willem could feel his cock being nicely stimulated as it rubbed in between their stomachs. His eyelids fluttered as he felt the doctor start to hit just the right spot inside him. He could feel electric currents rippling through his body as his small cock began to shoot miniature streams of sticky white liquid up across his stomach, soaking his chest in rivulets of cum.
“Argh… your ass is choking my dick…” groaned the doctor.
His eyes were closed, his face screwed up tightly as Willem’s ass milked the cum from him. He let out a few ragged grunts as he fired off inside of Willem, completing his anal exam with flying colors.
Dr. Edwards collapsed against Willem’s chest. The boy stared at the ceiling light, a dizzy smile stretched across his face as he felt the man’s cock jump inside him several times. This was the moment he enjoyed so much, the highest point of it all when there was nothing in the world but him and a thick, hard cock right where it belonged.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of a man lying on top of him. As his addled brain began to float down from the clouds, he found himself drifting through a memory. A dim lightbulb hanging from a ceiling fan, casting moving shadows on the wall. The way Jake had felt on top of him, his hardness buried deep inside him. The feeling of Jake’s chest slowly moving as he breathed in and out. The smell of his sex. The look in his eyes just before he pulled out, saying everything and nothing at the same time.
Dr. Edwards finally pulled out after a minute, taking a deep breath as he stuffed his softening cock back into his pants.
“Everything seems in order down there. I would like to see you back here in a couple of months for a follow-up, though.”
Willem sat up slowly as his mind and the insatiable emptiness returned to him all at once. He watched the doctor zip up and stride over to the door.
“You can make the follow-up appointment with the receptionist,” said Dr. Edwards. He smirked at Willem before walking out.
Willem blanched as he started to realize the situation he’d just gotten himself into. He put his head in his hands and groaned. Why on earth did he have to fuck his primary care physician? So much for a clean slate.
He cleaned himself off and quickly got dressed. He headed back into the waiting room to find his mother reading her Kindle.
“How did it go, honey?” she asked sweetly.
“I’m all clear,” he said with fake cheer, trying not to think about the slow trickle of cum seeping out of him.
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