Part 10


Justin knew some things. Not knew like his Grammy Sadie knew. She could see someone and know all about them in the time it took US magazine to pair him off with yet another female and proclaim it to be 'real love'.

Justin's knowing pertained more to the other four guys in the group. Like he knew that Chris talked to his dog Kariya like she was a real person and truly believed she understood every word. Knew that Joe watched Lifetime movies and cried over them and thought that Connie Selleca was vastly underrated as a dramatic actress. Knew that the Deluxe Back Massaging Wand that he had 'accidentally' found in Lance's bag may have very well massaged various parts of Lance's anatomy but he'd bet the farm that his 'Back' damn well wasn't one of them.

Looking over at the beautiful man riding shotgun next to him, Justin pondered that last thing that he knew. That in about five minutes he was going to have one pissed off kitten on his hands.

Justin didn't mean to be so sneaky. Well, not much anyways. He just knew that getting Jc in for his annual checkup was something of an ordeal and if he used a bit of trickery to get him there, was he really to blame?

Justin remembered the last time he had to take C in to the doctors and what a nighmare that had been. Jc went through these phases where he decided he disliked the 'role' he played in their group dynamics and proceeded to take on another. He decided that the group funnyman would be better suited to him, instead of Chris. In the course of telling a joke, Jc stuck two raisins up his nose as part of the punchline. Forgetting of course, that raisins were basically dehydrated grapes and as soon as they mixed with the moisture from his nasal cavity, they began to swell and blocked his breathing.

Justin shuddered at the memory of dragging a humiliated, belaboured breathing Jc to the ER at midnight to have fruit forcibly removed from his nose. While this visit was merely a checkup and shouldn't contain any of the drama of the last one, Justin doubted it was going to go any better. He knew that Jc still hated raisins to this day and blamed them for all his troubles.

Pulling up to a non descript building, Justin parked the Escalade and watched as happy kitty boy bounced from the car , grinning from ear to ear. Jc was under the impression that a mutal friend of theirs had a grown mama cat that had just given birth to a litter of kittens and that they were here to pick one out for themselves. Justin cringed. Maybe that wasn't the best plan for deceit he could of come up with. Because not only was Jc going to be pissed at him for lying, there was also Jc's thwarted mother instincts to contend with.

He dragged his unaware boy along with him inside the cool interior of the buillding and towards an office door. Pulling it open quickly, Justin pushed Jc inside before he could figure out what was up.

Inside a brightly coloured waiting room was a lone female. She looked up and gave warm smiles to both men. 'Jc, Justin, how nice to see you both again' she said.

Justin could feel the heat radiating off the glare Jc was sending his way. Jc knew this woman. Knew her well. He was pretty damn sure she didn't have a bunch of sweet fuzzy kittens behind a closed door for him. Jc turned quickly to make his exit.

Justin grabbed his arm. ' Baby..look. You need to get a check up. You know you do. And I'm really sorry I lied but i didn't know how else to get you here'

Justin's look of pathos and regret may have worked on about 95 % of the world but Jc was unmoved. He just directed his best haughty Diva,' you forgot the Evian in my dressing room' look towards Justin.

Giving a quick glance to the Doctor who was studiously pretending not to be listening, Justin thanked God for patient/doctor privledges and non disclosure agreements and took Jc's hands in his. ' I just want my Pretty Kitty to be healthy. I worry about you. It's important to get check ups and make sure everything is okay. '

Jc thawed a little at Justin's impassioned speech. It was sweet that he cared so much. BUT.....you don't go promising somebody kittens and then bring them to the Doctors! He should call PETA or someone damnit.

Justin knew that he had to bring out the big guns now. Pulling a familiar box out of his backback, he handed it to JC. ' I know how much going to the Doctor's bothers you baby. So I brought this. I wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible.'

Jc was still feeling pissy. He knew that he needed a check up, and bringing his beloved cat boy ensemble was a wise move. However, he still felt betrayed. Huffing he grabbed the box to his chest and raised an eyebrow towards the Doctor asking which way to the patient area.

The Doctor just smiled and led Jc away. Justin let out a breath of relief. So far so good. He knew Jc was still mad as....mad as....well mad as a wet cat, but at least he was still here. He was just grateful for that. Well for that and having a Doctor who wasn't phased by much and had agreed to all this when he called last week to set up the appointment.

Jc had made quick work of slithering out of his street clothes and into his chosen state of dress. The hospital gown actually worked pretty dandy for him, in not squashing his pretty tail. He just let it dangle from the back as he hopped up onto the examining table.

Justin quietly crept into the room behind the Doctor, and sat in a chair in the corner. Jc pretended not to notice as the doctor began with the routine tests and questions. Blood pressure and heart rate all fine. Throat, ears and lungs also fine. Jc giggled when his reflexes were checked and his leg went kicking out. He couldn't help wishing Justin were standing right there at that moment. A swift kick to the nuts might be just what he deserved. Jc giggled again.

As if he could read Jc's mind, Justin's hand went protectively to cup his precious family jewels. He knew that people mocked his high pitched voice as it was. If he had anything to say about it, he'd like to keep it out of the range of Chris's, thank you very much.

The Doctor hemmed and hawwed a bit before looking Jc in the eye. Jc had this sense of awful foreboding. He was now 100% sure she wasn't going to pull a box of sleepy kittys out from behind her back and tell him to have one. 'When was the last time you had a tetnus booster, Jc?'

With those simple words, Jc went ice cold. Tetnus booster? Oh hell no. He watched ER. That Dr Luka was all kinds of yummy. BUT....he knew that a tetnus booster involved a shot and Jc was having none of that.

Jc gave the nice Doctor Lady his 'it's all for the fans' smile and hopped down off of the table. He had every intent on grabbing his cargo's and pretty new Hello Kitty flip flops and getting out of there.

Justin's face was serious as he held on to Jc's arm. ' Sweetheart..I know you hate shots. But they are important. You could get lock jaw or some shit if you don't get one. You don't want that do you?'

Jc gave a small hiss. Damn Justin anyways. He watched Er also. Even if he did think Dr Carter was a dreamboat. Bleh. His ears perked up at Justin's next words though. ' I promise baby. I'll distract you. You won't even feel a thing.'

Watching Justin suspiciously, Jc backed up onto the table again. Not sure what this distraction would be and if he would like it. His eyes grew as one of Justin's large hands crept under his gown and went straight to his uncovered member.

Jc bit his lip to contain a moan as Justin quickly went to work. Finding a pleasing motion, he stroked Jc's cock as he looked into his eyes. Things were going along very well, until the doctor came into his line of vision. Carrying what could only be a device meant for torture. In his frightened state, Jc would swear that it was a foot long and just as thick. With the needle point sharp as blade. It would surely puncture through his whole arm.

Jc loudly squeeked, and struggled to get out of Justin's grasp. A jerk off session was great and all but the Doctor was obviously a psychopath and planned on causing him much bolidly harm with that instrument of death she was carrying. He was so out of there.

Justin held him firm. Whispering ' Baby.....just trust me. It won't hurt. I promise. Just let me...distract you' With those calming words, he motioned to the Doctor while lifting Jc's gown to expose his nether regions. Lowering his head, he took the head of Jc's cock into his mouth and began to suck him. Just the way he liked. Firm and rough.

Lost in the way Justin's tongue lapped at him, flitting his tongue inside the opening, Jc didn't notice as the Doctor prepared his shoulder with antiseptic. When Justin opened his mouth wider and swallowed his shaft down deep into his throat, Jc didn't notice as the doctor applied a rubber tourniquet to pump up his veins. When Justin took the tip of his tail and began brushing it teasingly again the puckered opening of his ass, Jc didn't notice as the Doctor lined up the needle. As the needle slid into the tissue of his skin, Jc didn't even notice. He was too busy moaning and purring as he shot his load into Justin's waiting mouth as he hummed against the sensitive membranes.

Flopping back against the examining table, spent and sated, he looked over at the Doctor. Puffing himself up manfully he said ' Well Doc. Go ahead...I'm ready'

She just smiled. ' All done Jc. We'll see you again in six months. You can bring Justin again to..distract you, if you'd like. He seems to be good at it.' She winked and and left chuckling to herself.

While Jc sat there shocked, and Justin just grinned, the Doctor popped her head in again. ' Oh and by the way. Justin, I checked your chart and it looks like you're due for a booster as well.'

As Justin started to sputter that she MUST be wrong, it was Jc's turn to grin. Pulling Justin up to the table, he covered Justin's body with his own. " Don't worry baby. Now it's my turn to distract YOU!'



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