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Dr.J

Toms perspective

I was resting then I began to feel something strange inside me. I shuffled to see if it would subside but it didn't. I felt nervous and my tummy trembled. The trembling rumbled down to my lower core. It made me shaky. I let out a tiny whimper. This is the only time I've been thankful to have a nappy on as, I didn't know what was going to happen. I began getting shocks around my bits. A cold sweat overcome me. My heart was pumping. I'm not okay. I tried calling over some nurses but only babbles came out. Fuck. I began panicking. A more intense rumble surrounded my tummy and groin. Fuck fuck fuck. I curled into a ball a whimpered more. I tried pushing the incubator open. I only hand the strength to make my fingers get squished against the see through plastic. I need help. I whimpered louder hoping someone would here me but all the nurses were talking and ignoring me. It hurt now.  I cried out, I sounded like a helpless little kid as my cry was high pitched with build up whimpers before another cry. My tummy really hurt. I squished my face against the incubator mattress and breathed with cry's in between. Then a huge shock of pain went through me and I screamed louder. I started high pitched and loud before coming down and it slowly breaking into my normal voice that turned into a crying mess. I breathed and cried again. No one was helping me and my heart was thudding like crazy. I impulsively began crying like I was a newborn again. My voice delicate and pathetic. I shut my eyes and just cried through the pain. It felt like I had been crying for ages before anyone came to help. I then felt the top of the incubator open and someone pulling me up from under my arms. My body still in a tight ball. It was Dr. J I could tell by his smell.

"Shhh shhh little man, your alright" he said while I cried into his neck.

I screamed into his neck again the pain was awful. I couldn't open my eyes. It hurt to much. My baby cry echoing around the hospital now. Dr. J was rustling through cupboards and draws before he sat down and rested me back on his hand. My legs were either side of him.

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Dr. Js perspective

I sat on the sofa. I pushed his body back so the back of his neck was in my hand. My feet rested on the coffee table in-front of me, so my legs were bent enough to cradle his body. I heard him from down the hall, as I was asleep but heard no one helping him. I was dressed in my grey slim fit joggers and tight white top with my white trainers on. I knew his cry after working in the neonatal section when I was first training to be a doctor. He was curled into a little ball on my lap crying. He sounded slightly husky with his cries with minor tones. His eyes were glistening and watery, his nose and cheeks red, his mouth all dribbly. He was just my little crying baby.

"Shh shhh your fine Tom, your fine" I said through his cries while trying to absorb the gripe water with my open ended syringe.

He was so innocent, so beautiful. I squirted the liquid in the back of his throat which made him gag and scream more. I pulled him into me by his tight forearms and aloud him to cry into my chest. I grabbed the blanket next to us and wrapped it around him.

"Ooo we having a big tantrum today aren't we"

I said lightly bouncing and rubbing his back. Other doctors walking by giving me filthy looks as this was their break room. I kissed his forehead and began patting his bum. I just imagined myself being in a public area with a newborn baby crying over and over and people getting fed up with the cries. That's what I felt like. I began humming to him, to try calm him. The other doctors didn't particularly like me anyway because of my background. I came to the doctors game late and progressed quicker then them. I had people skills, I had life skills, they did not. They had privilege and didn't want to get their hands dirty. I could feel toms chest shake while he cried. I could also feel my chest get wet with tears, snot and dribble. I rolled him back so I could look at him. He was so handsome. I gently wiped a few tears away from his eyes, his long eyelashes clustered together. I wrapped the blanket tightly over the top half of his body. I stuck my hand up the open ended, pressing and rubbing his belly just below his belly button. He protested and screamed louder. Wiggling everywhere. I rubbed a little firmer occasionally catching his puffy diaper. He tried pushing away. And getting free off the blanket.

"Come on Tom, your alright. Just a little longer"

I moved my hand and pressed my palm below his belly button, rubbing in a circular motion. His little legs wiggled. My other hand still holding the back of his neck. The begging in his eyes got to me but I knew what I was doing.

"Just a little longer Tom"

I felt movement of liquid inside. Toms eyes widened and he froze, tiny little squeaks and high pitched moans came from him. I smiled as this was his face of euphoria. Like in pure shock, his eyes slightly tilting inwards, his breathing was quick and sharp. He had a hormone build up that made him constipated and with the implant coursed a back up of testosterone. He lay there quietly moaning, almost frozen as he ejaculated and defecated himself at the same time. A lower pitched grunt that was still immature in sound came from him and another freeze and pushing, then more wriggling before his body slowly started to relax again.

"Haha that was a nice feeling wasn't it?" I laughed

He lay there looking exhausted, lightly grumbling to himself. I squeezed his nappy lightly and could feel the squidgy excrements inside.

"Looks like you need changing Tommy" I smiled