Dr. Wolf's Office | KAI | Chapter 1

My Mom thinks I spend way too much time worrying about my height. She tells me that being tall doesn’t run in the family, so I just need to focus on all of the other great things I’ve got going for me. She’s probably right, but it doesn’t stop the bullying. I must have had every single size-related nickname in the book thrown at me! And I guess I occasionally wonder if some kind of medical problem is preventing me from growing.

I went online a few weeks ago and ended up chatting with a guy upstate who was about my height. He told me I needed to embrace being little. There are apparently scores of men out there who go for much shorter guys. He told me he’d been to see this really cool doctor, Doctor Wolf, who’d entirely revolutionized the way he felt about his size. He said I should maybe think about going to see him...

I was so nervous as I walked into Dr. Wolf’s exam room. I’d managed to convince myself that he was gonna tell me I was ill. It didn’t exactly help when I realized Dr. Wolf was a giant! He got out of his chair to greet me and it was like looking at the Chrysler Building! We must have looked so strange standing next to one another. He was more than a foot taller than me!

He could tell I was nervous, I think, because he was very gentle. He spoke softly and reassuringly as he weighed and measured me. I’m just under 5’3”, apparently. I’d managed to kid myself that I was 5’4”!

He asked me to sit on the examination table in the corner of the room so that he could do more tests on me. He banged my knee with a hammer and prodded and poked a bit. He actually made me feel surprisingly relaxed and it suddenly struck me that he was reminding me of one of my favorite teachers back in high school. It was probably mostly to do with his height, and the dark red hair. God, I used to have such a crush on him!

As the examination continued, my mind slipped away into a weird memory of watching him at the front of the classroom and blushing every time he caught my eye. Then, of course, there were the countless embarrassing times he’d call me up to the front of the class, seemingly always when I had a raging boner!

It struck me that Dr. Wolf was being uncharacteristically touchy. I liked it, but it’s not something I’m used to with a doctor. He did this thing with my hands which felt really nice. That’s the moment I realized I was getting a bit hard. For some reason I was terrified he was going to ask me to undress. I may be short when it comes to my height, but there’s nothing wrong with the size of my dick!

He asked me to take my top off so that he could listen to my heart with his stethoscope, and I could tell that it was racing uncontrollably with all the nerves. He told me to breathe normally, but all I could think about was how humiliating it would be if he looked down and saw the bulge in my jeans. I kept trying to tell myself that doctors have heard and seen it all before… but that just made me harder!

It was at that moment that he asked me to stand up and drop my pants. I angled myself away from him, trying to think the least sexual thoughts. To a degree, the overwhelming nerves softened me a little, but the moment he had me lie down on the table again, I could feel the fabric of my underpants rising!

Then he told me to take my underwear off, and I was naked in front of him, semi-hard, wanting the earth to swallow me up. I think he was checking for hernias or swollen glands, because he started to run his hands real slowly around my groin, on my inner thigh, over my balls and up and down the shaft of my dick. No doctor has ever done that to me before!

And then it was over. Just like that. “You seem pretty healthy to me” he said, all matter-of-factly, before walking over to the desk and telling me to get dressed.

But Doctor Wolf was rock hard! I could see the bulge in his tight suit pants. There was no disguising it. I just sat there naked on the table staring at it, with a million terrible, dirty thoughts flying through my mind. He told me again that I could get dressed. But I didn’t move. I just stared at him. I could feel my dick growing, and I could see his eyes drifting down to it. I don’t know what came over me, but I heard myself saying “Do I have to?”

He looked at me in silence for a moment. I must have been blushing. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. But then he smiled, almost wickedly, and walked over to me, his bulge bigger than ever. Some primal instinct made me reach out my hand to touch it. I couldn’t believe how big it was. It was a thing of almost remarkable beauty!

Moments later, I was undoing his belt and pulling that giant cock out of his slacks.

“Oh wow” I said, “that thing is huge. It’s almost as big as my arm.”

“Well, he likes you,” said Dr. Wolf. I was starting to understand why my online friend had been so enamored of him!

Then the doctor started to kiss me as I rubbed his dick. It felt so intimate, so intense. He put my feet in the stirrups of the examination table and told me he wanted to do an internal investigation. Within seconds, he was licking his finger and pushing it into my ass. I felt like I was in some sort of dream. Almost as though I’d been hypnotized. I just went with the flow, I guess, my head spinning.

He spoke quietly, asking if I’d ever had anyone inside of me. My mind was officially blown right then and there! I said no, and I wasn’t lying. I mean, obviously, I’d thought about it. I’d imagined how good it must feel and I’ve watched enough porn to know how it’s done. But Dr. Wolf was surely not suggesting that we do it there and then? He’d almost certainly be too big for me… And, in a doctor’s surgery?! I’d imagined all sorts of scenarios for my first time from beaches to fancy hotel rooms, but never thought I’d have my cherry popped on an examination table!

But then I thought that an older, experienced man like Dr. Wolf would probably know how to do it without hurting me, and because he’s a doctor, he’d surely know enough about anatomy to do it safely. He asked me if I wanted to try and I heard myself saying yes!

I felt a rush of excitement and nerves as he undressed himself. My feet were still in the stirrups, so my legs were pretty wide apart, and he was able to stand between them. He told me I was handsome. I liked that. Then he lined his dick up against my hole…

I lay back on the table. I instinctively knew that I needed to stay relaxed. Nerves would make me tense up and he’d never be able to get himself inside me. Then he started pushing into me - almost imperceptibly slowly. Words really can’t describe the sensation. It was almost overwhelmingly painful, and yet, at the same time, it was the most erotically sexual sensation I’ve ever known.

I didn’t know whether to scream for him to stop or to tell him it felt amazing. It felt like his whole body was creeping into me, a fraction of an inch at a time. It almost felt like I was being turned inside out… but all so imperceptibly slowly.

When he was probably about halfway in, he grabbed my feet with his hands, and started to thrust a little. It literally took my breath away. I loved the look on his face. I loved the feeling. I just kept thinking, “So this is how fucking feels!”

It felt like he’d pushed himself all the way in. He put one of my legs up onto his shoulder and held the other so that my legs were incredibly wide apart and he started to push himself in and out of me, faster and faster. I was so turned on. I even told him to go harder. I started jerking my dick. I knew I was going to have to shoot. And, as Dr. Wolf ramped up the pace another notch, it suddenly felt like he was actively trying to bang the cum out of my balls!

Thick, creamy spunk started flying out of the end of my cock, almost uncontrollably. Dr. Wolf just fucked me harder and harder. He wiped my cock while he was still inside. It felt so sensitive! Then he pulled out and I was almost relieved that he hadn’t somehow torn a hole in me. I thought it was all over, but then he told me he wasn’t done with me and shoved himself back inside…

I walked out of that exam room feeling ten feet tall!