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.." he was about to say "a labor of love" but he reconsidered, thinking that it might result in a conversation he wouldn't know how to handle. So after a moment's pause, he concluded with "a lot of fun."

Bud slowly shook his head. "I don't know how to convince you that I'm doing exactly what I want to do." He picked up the tray and carried it to the door, adding: "One more thing. I'm not wasting time when I sit here. I've been meaning to get to that book for months. So shut up and lie down. If you're asleep when I get back, the food can be reheated again."

But when he returned, Tucker was still awake and sitting up. Bud went over and closed the pajama top. "I told you this should be buttoned when you're sitting up. You need to keep warm. And besides, you were supposed to be lying down."

"Hey" Tucker protested as Bud pulled the blanket around him, "You're treating me like a little kid."

"Whatever it takes to get you well" Bud said as he unfolded a bed tray. "Any more complaints and I'll make you drink from a sippy cup."

Tucker looked at Bud's serious expression. "You wouldn't."

"Don't try me" Bud responded (but he was doing his best not to chuckle).

When they were finished eating, Bud said "Checkup time." He directed Tucker to lie down on his back and open the pajama top.

As Bud began his examination, beginning this time at Tucker's feet, Tucker asked: "Do you really have to go over me every time?" He was increasingly distressed by about how much he liked having Bud's hands on him.

"Yup" Bud said, looking between Tucker's toes. "I have to examine you before I take your temperature and give you the meds. My friend said that if I see a rash I need to let him know right away so he can switch you to a different antiviral."

Tucker closed his eyes and concentrated on distracting thoughts as Bud's hands slowly moved upward on his thighs.

He opened them again when he noticed that the hands had stopped moving. "Is something wrong?" he asked. "Do you see a rash?"

"No" Bud answered. "Everything looks fine so far."

"Then why are you holding onto my balls so long?" Tucker asked, because feeling them cupped in Bud's soft hand was very arousing. He was hard.

"Oh. Sorry. I was keeping them out of the way. I guess my mind wandered."

But Bud did not let go; as the examination continued, he used only his free hand to move further up on Tucker's body. What's more, the thumb of the cupping hand began running lightly along Tucker's rigid shaft.

After another minute, Tucker said breathlessly: "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna shoot my load."

Bud looked down and suddenly realized what he had been doing. "Oh I'm sorry" he said. Then a roguish expression appeared on his face. "Do you want me to stop?"

As he waited for Tucker's answer, he kept the hand still but did not take it away.

Tucker looked shocked. After an awkward pause, he said "Uh ... yeah, I think you'd better let go."

Bud took his hand away, but he had found the pause encouraging.

He finished his examination of the front, and had Tucker turn onto his stomach.

"No rash" he advised a few minutes later when he had completed his examination and was picking up the thermometer. "Don't turn over yet."

After sliding the thermometer in, he stood back and for a few minutes gazed rapturously at those gorgeous cheeks with the back of the thermometer sticking out between them. And when it was time to take the reading, he couldn't resist: He pushed his face between those warm, round cheeks and, after inhaling the sweetish, musky scent he withdrew the thermometer with his teeth.

If Tucker was able to tell what it was he had just felt, he gave no indication. But his penis did: It twitched.

After reading the thermometer, Bud proclaimed: "Making progress. Your fever is definitely coming down." Then he inserted the suppositories.

As they waited for the melting process to finish, Tucker remarked: "You know, I don't think I've ever had this much medication in my entire..."

Just then Bud withdrew his finger, again hitting that special spot and eliciting anothe

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