Billy called Evan and told him about seeing Max. They agreed that next time they'd all three hang out. Billy watched a movie with his parents and went to sleep. He was picking Evan up early, and was tired. On the drive to work, while Evan worked a load out of Billy, Billy told him the plans for the upcoming Labor Day weekend. The two were uncomfortable lying to their parents, but had decided they would say they were going camping in some hills in the far corner of the state to do some fishing. Billy had arranged things with Reiner so that they would pick him up on the Friday afternoon. It was still a few weeks away, but Billy was nervous, and wanted to plan everything. Evan was turned on by the stale sex smell of Billy's crotch. Billy had fallen asleep without showering the night before, and the evidence of his deep buggering of Max was evident, despite Max' cleanup.
Billy had gotten permission from the foreman to go down to two thirds time as he now had soccer practice every afternoon. Sadly for Evan, this meant they had to drive themselves to work, and he couldn't make a withdrawal from Billy's tap when he drove. The boys hung out all the time and sometimes with Billy's soccer teammates, whom he'd grown close with again. When they were alone, the two drilled each other incessantly. They had even talked about how much they were having sex. It was no problem, but they both admitted to feeling empty when the other wasn't inside him. Billy loved the feeling of Evan's huge log moving inside him, and was overjoyed as well as disappointed when he felt the cum splash inside him. Evan loved the aggressiveness but also tenderness with which Billy worked over his hole. He could lay there for hours in bliss, just feeling Billy's big hard dick traveling up and down his ass highway.
Labor Day approached, and the boys were excited. They had told their parents they were going to make a detour to check out a college they were both interested in. That would explain any extra mileage on the odometer if Billy's parents checked, and since it was on the way to Chicago, they could actually visit. Billy had checked on the internet, and the school had classes on Labor Day, so it was perfect. Billy and Evan had been thinking more and more about college. They would have to start on applications soon, and planned some visiting trips in the fall. They both still wanted to go to the big University of their state, but both had had interest from other colleges, and even some scholarship offers for soccer and basketball, respectively.
On Friday, there was no soccer practice and the boss let them knock off early. They drove to Reiner's house and picked him up. The three drove off, taking country roads, then bigger highways, then a US route, and finally the interstate, headed for Chicago. Billy had made a reservation for them somewhere way out of town near an interstate, but also very close to the L so they would be able to get into downtown where the doctor's office was easily. After a number of hours, they arrived at the motel. Reiner stayed in the car to lessen suspicion that the boys were there to party, and Billy and Evan checked in. The clerk made small talk, and the boys told her they were there visiting colleges. She smiled, flustered like all middle-aged women get when presented with beautiful self-assured young men.
The three got into their room. Of course, as luck would have it, they only had King beds left. The clerk had made some joke when asking if Billy and Evan minded sharing. The three were tired, and although all horny and up for a repeat of their sex at the river, it was pretty subdued. All were thinking about tomorrow. They woke up early and found their way to the L. It was a long ride into town, and they had to change trains in the loop to get back north to where the doctor was. Still, they were a half hour early, so they waited in Starbucks. They met the doctor outside his building, and he led them up to his office. Waiting upstairs were two male nurses, and Billy was a bit surprised to see other people. Still, he reasoned, there was no way the doctor could do such a procedure alone, he had said on the phone that this sort of thing was only rarely done as an outpatient procedure, it was normally done in a hospital.
The doctor talked with the three of them for a while, asking Reiner some easy non-invasive questions. Finally he said he should see Reiner alone, to which Reiner protested, asking if Billy could accompany him. Billy, Reiner and the doctor went into the examination room while Evan waited with the nurses. When the doctor had approached these two nurses about helping him on an off-the-books and sensitive case with a young man, they had no idea in their wildest imaginations that these three glowing young gods would come into their office. Given the nature of the doctor's practice they almost exclusively saw older gay men with anal problems caused over decades. The two nurses openly flirted with Evan, still believing him to be a big straight country boy.
The Doctor had Reiner take off his shorts and boxer briefs and lay on a table, putting his legs into stirrups. When Reiner's legs parted, the doctor gasped. He had never seen anything like this before, and certainly not on a 17 year old boy. The doctor stepped back, asking how this had happened. Billy said they had talked about it, and that what he had already told the doctor was all he could say. The doctor sighed and began to examine Reiner's hole. It sure was a mess, but the boy was young and fit, and he could be a bit more aggressive in his treatment since the boy would quickly heal. The doctor made some notes, and asked Reiner a bit of medical history.
Evan had allowed the flirting to go on a bit before leaning back in the chair and holding his legs wide. He jiggled his legs open and shut until he achieved his goal. His dick got a little bit firm, and flopped out the leg of his boxer shorts and was laying in the leg of his white nylon shorts. The nurses almost choked, and started asking him the usual questions gay guys ask when they're trying to figure out if a straight guy may be up for something. You got a girlfriend? Young guy like you must be horny all the time... etc. Evan was loving the attention and said: "you know, I've always heard gay guys give better bjs than girls. Is that true? At least some of the guys around school say that." The two nurses were on their knees in front of Evan in a heartbeat, and the lucky one was just swallowing Evan's load when Billy walked into the waiting room. The nurses went in to see what the doctor wanted them to do.
Billy and Evan waited for several hours. They were too nervous to talk or do anything, and they couldn't leave the building. Finally the doctor came out to see them. He told them the procedure had gone perfectly, and that there had been enough tissue left to reshape Reiner's asslips without having to take a graft off his foot. The clamps had gone in easily, and he had only had to make a small incision in the anal lining to fold it over itself to take out surface area. As far as he could tell he had caused no nervous damage, and there had been minimal bleeding, always a good sign. Reiner was alert, and he had re-applied the local anesthetic to give him some comfort. The doctor explained that he was prescribing antibiotics to ward off any possible infection, as well as a powerful stool softener to keep his shit runny, and of course pain meds.
The doctor got serious. He told them that there was no way that Reiner's injuries were caused by sex as Billy had claimed. He continued: "I don't know what happened to your friend "Bob" in there, but you do, and you have to tell me." Billy and Evan panicked. Pleading with the doctor to let them alone, and swearing that they couldn't tell him or they could all be in a lot of trouble. The doctor thought it must be some sort of hazing incident gone wrong, but that was almost impossible. The anal injuries the boy had happened long ago, and could only have happened through prolonged anal trauma, not the sort of things boys do when they're horsing around.
The doctor insisted. Finally Billy made him promise that he couldn't tell anyone. The doctor agreed, and pointed out he didn't even know who they were or where they were from. Billy explained that the three of them had been in jail together, which the doctor didn't believe looking at the three healthy, well spoken, and affluent-looking young men, until Billy explained the draconian juvenile justice system where they lived. Billy explained how awful the jail was, and how the guards 'did things' with the boys. What things the doctor wanted to know. Well, you know, like fucking us, and stuff like that. Buttplugs, you know. Well Bob really made them mad, and they hurt his butt for an entire day. You should have seen it then. It looks a lot better now. The doctor felt nauseous.
The doctor knew from caller ID on Billy's cell phone when he called which third of which state the boys lived in. While swearing his oath of silence to Billy, the doctor was already thinking of what he was going to do. Years before, in college, the doctor's first lover had been a fraternity brother of his who was now a US senator and sat on some of the right committees. He had the ear of the Justice Department and many other agencies, and could instigate a secret federal investigation almost by his say so. The doctor concluded then and there to fly to Washington the next week and speak to him about it. He had taken photos of Reiner's destroyed hole 'to help him plan the operation,' as he told Reiner, but he would be bringing these with him.
To fast-forward out of the story line, more than a year later, secret indictments were unsealed against nearly the entire leadership and staff of Pine Creek. The state ordered the entire building demolished, its investors lost everything while still owing on the mortgage and other debts. All current inmates were released and their records expunged and former inmates all shared in a large class action suit that the state never even considered contesting. After a closed federal trial, moved to another state because of publicity, all defendants who hadn't already pled guilty and testified against the others were found guilty and sentenced on the high range for thousands of state and some federal crimes. With all sentences to run consecutively, the total sentences ranged from 12 to 378 years in federal prison. The prosecutors had been worried about moving the trial to a southern state because of the difficulty of convicting law enforcement officers there. But, being private jail guards, none of the jury saw them as law enforcement, and they hated child rapists more than they loved cops.
Back to the doctor's office. The boys talked with the doctor about some of their own experiences, and he examined each of their assholes there in the waiting room. He said they were healthy and normal, and, with a wink, obviously put to good use. Evan and Billy were mortified, but then realized, why hide anything from this man who had helped them so much. The doctor, still traumatized about seeing Reiner's hole and hearing how it happened, insisted they come to stay at his house that night, so he could keep an eye on Reiner. Some hours later, the three of them along with the nurses and Reiner in a wheelchair existed the building. The doctor had arranged for a paratransit van to take Reiner and the nurses, and the doctor's driver soon arrived in a large black BMW. The driver, who lived with the doctor and was also his valet and cook, couldn't take his eyes off the hot boys in the backseat with the doctor, until he almost rear ended another car and thought he better keep his eyes on the road. They beat the van to the doctor's house, which the boys couldn't believe. The doctor occupied the top three floors of a narrow 5-storey on the lakeshore. It was magnificent.