Playing Doctor

Playing Doctor (1/1)

*WARNING*: MAY SQUICK YOU

Harry Potter and Dudley Dursley were eight years old and home alone. Harry\'s aunt and uncle had gone out to dinner, and left them in the house without a babysitter, trusting the precious son and the threat of punishment for their nephew. The two boys were getting along alright, a temporary truce called for the evening, sitting in front of the telly.

“Harry, have you ever heard of a game called \'Doctor\'?” Dudley looked over slyly at his cousin.

“No. How do you play?”

“One person is the doctor, and one person is the patient. The patient has a problem... a-a pain, yes, a pain. The doctor has to examine the place that\'s hurt, and then make it feel better. Wana play?”

The game sounded simple and didn\'t sound like it would hurt, so Harry agreed hesitantly. He didn\'t really trust his cousin so much. His games with Harry usually involved running, like the newly developed Harry Hunting. But he was willing to go out on a limb this once. “Okay.”

Dudley smiled, and it almost looked innocent. He had played this game with Piers already, and it had been quite fun. “I\'ll be the doctor, cause I know how to play the game, and you\'ll be the patient. Lie down on the... hmm... on the sofa! It\'ll be the examining table.”

Harry got up from the floor in front of the telly and lay down on the sofa, slightly nervous. “So Patient, where does it hurt?” Harry looked up at his cousin, who stood beside the sofa, pretending to hold a clipboard.

“Umm... my stomach?” Dudley smiled. Apparently that was the right answer.

“Can you point to where it hurts?” Harry gestured vaguely to the area round his belly button. “Well, a lot of patients have come in with the same problem, and I have just the cure. Unfortunately you will have to take your pants off and lift your shirt up so I can see the area. Put on this... examining gown.” Dudley handed Harry a thin blanket off of the back of the sofa and turned his back.

Harry watched the chubby blond boy warily, slipping out of his pants quickly and lying back down, the blanket covering him from waist to toes. “I\'m ready... Doctor.”

Dudley turned back and put his pretend clipboard down. He moved to Harry\'s feet and lifted the blanket. Harry\'s legs automatically clenched together trying to hide his private parts. “It\'s okay, Patient. I\'ll have you fixed up in a snap.” His cousin reached up under the blanket and took hold of his penis and began massaging it rhythmically. At first he was scared, but it felt good. Harry gasped when his cousin\'s palm ghosted over the head of his penis, pulling on the foreskin. He looked down and saw the blanket had gotten bunched up around his thighs, but still his what was going on.

He looked up at Dudley as he felt one of his first erections beginning. His cousin was watching his hands, and not looking at Harry at all. It oddly reassured him, and he collapsed back into the sofa, letting the tension out of his body and just feeling the tingling sensations travelling up his spine from what his cousin was doing.

Without warning, his breath caught in his throat and his hips shifted, the blanket riding up to his waist. He looked down and saw his cousin tugging rapidly on his penis and then pleasure road over him. When he looked back again, a sticky white fluid was covering his privates and Dudley\'s hand. He looked up at his cousin, oddly embarrassed and confused. “It\'s alright, Patient. That was supposed to happen. Don\'t you feel better now?”

Harry was surprised that he actually did feel better, more relaxed and slightly tired. He nodded and sat up to put his pants back on.

“Do you want to be the doctor now, Harry?” Dudley asked. Harry felt obligated to make his cousin feel good to, so they did it all over again, switching places.

They never told Petunia or Vernon what they did that night. They were in bed asleep before the adults came home.

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