We get our winter vaccinations

Tuesday 29th November 2022.

Stephen and I had spent the weekend in high excitement sat the thought of having some great sex with Doctor P. I had called our GP to ask about any food allergies and to ascertain if he was vegan or vegetarian. Mercifully he told me that he ate everything without problem. I refrained from asking if he ate arse, that would come on the night.

I planned a good late autumn meal. Steak, Kidney and Oyster pudding. A Cornish take on a fine British staple. I’d popped into the specialist store in Helford to get a bag of a dozen prepared Helford oysters, the best in the world. On the morning of Tuesday, I’d prepared the suet for the pudding and let it steep with the herbs I had added and then at lunchtime I packed the pudding basin with the steak, kidney, onions, mushrooms and the oysters. I was fortunate that I still had my grandmother’s extra-large pudding basin ten inches in diameter and ten inches tall. That would make a decent proportion for each of the three of us. Baby potatoes from our garden with our carrots would complete the main course. I made an apple crumble with plenty of cinnamon with local clotted cream to complete the meal. That should put the doctor in a fine and comfortable frame of mind for the rest of the evening.

The weather forecast was not too good. A stormy might was predicted with plenty of wind and rain coming down from the northwest. I ensured that our bedroom was warm and comfortable and that the guests room and bathroom was also prepared and ready, just in case. I didn’t know if the doctor was going to stay or not. We’d certainly be inviting him to join us in our bed. I also put out on the dining table a couple of bottles of Bardolino, one of my favourite Italian red wines. I was determined to get our guest in a mellow frame of mind.

I had put on the food to cook and was about to settle down to choose some background music when Doctor P called saying he’d be around at 5:30 that evening. That would be perfect I told him. Actually it was a little early but we’d have some time to show him around the property and show off the improvements we had made from my grandparents time. It would also give us more time to ask about himself and his life as we really didn’t know all that much about him. Being fit and healthy we hardly ever saw him, which was a shame as he was stunningly good looking.

Stephen came out of his office at five and approved the table and the aroma of the food from the stove, raising an eyebrow at the mention of steak, kidney and oyster pudding.

“Are you going to try to get him horny with the oysters”?

I admitted that I hadn’t thought of it, but it was an idea. There were four shucked and prepared oysters still in the fridge. He left me to shower and change.

We kept the lounge, kitchen and dining area really warm, and we really didn’t need all that much clothing. Another advantage of having the house and annex re-built was that our insulation was first class. I was in a t-shirt and shorts, and when Stephen came down he was in a vest and very tight cut off shorts. (For you yanks an English vest is what you call a wifebeater). He was showing off as much flesh and muscle as was decent, and looked amazing.

“Why don’t you make a tear on the vest to expose a nipple?” I suggested.

“Tell you what why don’t you work my nips hard right now so they really stand out under the cloth”. I was very tempted.

The driveway alarm rang out. It was our security device to let us know that visitors, expected and unexpected were arriving and sometimes our warning to get dressed, especially during warm weather when we hung about the house naked. Sure enough it was the doctor. When we opened the door, we could feel the harshness of the wind and we immediately pulled our guest into the house and shut the door behind him instantly. He looked marvellous, and took off his jacket which we placed in the closet, and he was wearing a fawn sweater and tight jeans. I resisted the temptation to kiss him and offered my hand and greeted him. He immediately commented on just how warm it was in the house and asked if it was fine if he took off the sweater. Underneath he was just wearing a light blue T-shirt and it was easy to tell that he was well built. He took care of himself as you would expect a good doctor to do.

Stephen approached the doctor and greeted him and got a bit of his own back whilst shaking hands by placing his left hand hard against the doctor’s bicep and squeezing it firmly. Looking our guest in the eye he said that maybe the doc didn’t have as much trouble taking his own blood pressure as he did last week trying to get the machine attached to Stephen’s arm. I swear that the doctor blushed.

The doc was then guided around the house by Stephen and he saw all the rooms except his office which was out of bounds even to me. I followed behind and was equally as proud at showing off our bedroom.

“I bet you’d love a bed that size in your surgery”. Stephen probed.

“If I did, I don’t think I’d ever get some of my patients off the thing”. He hinted.

“Maybe there could be some patients you’d like to keep on a bed that size”. Again the doctor blushed.

When we showed him the guest room I indicated that he would be welcome to use the room and bathroom if he’d like to stay the night. The doc was about to say that he didn’t think he’d be staying when there was a massive gust of wind blowing against the window followed by the rain starting to pour down.

“That’ll be in for the night now”. I suggested and we guided the doc back downstairs.

There was something else I noticed. The doc could hardly take his eyes off of me. I wasn’t discomforted by this at all; in fact I was to use this much later.

 Whilst we waited for the food to complete the cooking, we chatted and found out more about the doc. He’s always wanted to be a physician, and had been interested in human biology since an early age. He was not from Cornwall but Derbyshire. We asked why he came down here to work. The lifestyle, being much slower and easier here and the chance for some surfing. Derbyshire was too landlocked for him. He’d studied at St Mary’s in Paddington and graduated there. Stephen and I looked at each other, it was not too far from where I had lived when stuck working in London when I met Stephen. We told the doc. When he heard of the vacancy in St Ives he jumped at the chance to come here and applied and was very happy to come down here.

He did his surfing at Sennen. It was better there than in St Ives as no one knew him in Sennen and he could surf uninterruptedly. In St Ives everyone knew him and he couldn’t walk through the streets without being stopped by patients. “It’s why I live in Leedstown. It’s not too far away if I should be on call”, he explained.

The doc asked how we had met. Stephen gave him the story of being in the town as best man for a wedding when he first saw me but I had walked away in a different direction, but that same night we were eating in the same restaurant in town, and we got together that weekend. I told the doctor that I had always wanted to have a man live with me down here but had given up hope of ever finding the man of my dreams, but Stephen had engineered his way to work in West Cornwall and came here to live with me and eventually we got married.

I was preparing to serve the food and the doc asked if we had many gay friends here in the area. We told him just a handful of really close friends and about the same number of gay acquaintances.

“I have found it very difficult to make any friends here, and next to no close friends”. This was the closest to an admission to what we and many others had thought about him.

“I do meet up with one guy very occasionally. He’s from Redruth and like me he’s not out”.

My immediate thoughts were “Well now, we might have the possibilities for some fun here, All thoughts were soon dashed.

“Redruth is far enough away for a non-patient relationship and prying eyes”. It helps with the doctor patient relationship. You hear of so many in my profession who get struck off for relationships with patients

This reminded me to tell the doc about people in the village knowing within a couple of hours of our talk the previous week when he called me to confirm for tonight.

“The sister of one of the guys is your receptionist”. I told the now very concerned doctor.

Stephen thrust a well filled glass of red wine into the doctor’s hand.

“Don’t worry doc, whatever happens here tonight will stay here, think of this place as a sanctuary. No one will hear what you’ve been eating, drinking or any of our conversations. Gerren and I both promise that. We are also very tight on what happens in this house, especially about my work, and what we do in our personal and private lives”. I nodded my agreement.

The doctor relaxed, “Actually you can call me Phil”. Stephen smiled, “We knew that but as you know, I’m ex-army and we always call the medics either medic or doc or orderly.

Stephen poured us both an extra-large glass of wine and we toasted each other with the words “To sanctuary”.

This now really relaxed Phil, and I put on some background music, some classical guitar music.

Stephen and Phil made their way to the table as I served up the meal pulling out the savory pudding from the pan of simmering water and removed the cloth exposing the thankfully, perfect suet pudding, and vegetables and I had made extra gravy to soak into the pastry.

It was a simple meal but Phil was wide eyed at the offering and told us that we really hadn’t gone to so much trouble. Of course as far as Stephen and I were concerned it was all part of the seduction of our doctor.

We chatted during the meal and we joked about Stephen’s emergency appendix operation. Phil admitted that when Stephen had walked into his surgery to register and talk about the stomach problems, he had gotten an erection at the sight of him. “I’d never seen such a good-looking guy, so tall and muscled down here in St Ives.

“When he was on my examination bed, and I was checking out those abs of yours I was in seventh heaven until I pushed and found the problem. All thoughts immediately were to get you to hospital as soon as possible.

“It was then that I found out that Stephen was living with you Gerren and I was so jealous of both of you”. Phil now spoke directly to me. “I can remember distinctly, the first time we met in my surgery for the work medical. I thought then and still do think you are stunningly handsome, and like when I first met Stephen, I got a huge erection. I wanted you so much, even if it meant moving you from my list of patients. And then when I was completing the medical and had you drop your underwear and I saw that erection of yours I was in seventh heaven and to have to check you’re prostate as well; Man I was in instant love. If you remember Gerren, we had a chat after the examination and you talked about your work in Mozambique and Jamaica, I was so heartbroken that you wouldn’t be here locally. I would have jumped easily and try to make relationship with you. I still think you’re a marvellously stunning man, but please be assured that I am very happy for both of you and what you have here”.

I admitted that I had noticed his erection in his trousers during that examination, when doctor Phil, was checking out my ears as I lay down on the bed, and he asked me to turn my head towards his groin.

The doctor blushed “Oh how unprofessional of me”.

We asked if he knew of any other gay patients on his list. He did; there is one annoying guy who is constantly asking me to his place, and is such a pest, that I have asked for him to be taken off my list. I’ve heard so many stories about him which are not very salubrious. Stephen and I looked at each other and gave the same name to Phil. His raised eyebrows were the admittance that we were correct. “Nasty man”. Stephen told Phil, and described the couple of nights he had stay at the guys home not long after we had first met. “I had to threaten him with physical violence and walked out very early and didn’t pay him for the accommodation. He had another couple also staying there and they tried it on with me, I let them watch me from a distance but didn’t let them touch me.

Phil asked if we as a couple played around. We told them that we did and we had certain rules. Never alone, and always with the total agreement with each other.

“In my heart and head, I’d love to meet up with other guys and have fun. The man I meet up with from Redruth is good and we get on well sexually but that’s about all. I get some sexual relief from him”. I asked how they met. “Ah! I was doing some locum work in Redruth and during a break, I took a walk around the town and visited the gents to get rid of too much tea, and he was standing there already, and looked me over, and flashed at me and smiled, and so we did the mutual nod. He is our age, I’d say and has decent looks. He’s got a skinhead haircut and a lean body. We walked outside and we arranged to meet after my work, and I gave him my mobile number and later I drove him to my place in Leedstown and we did the dirty deed. He’s no idea that I’m a doctor or where I work which suits me fine. We get together every two weeks or so. I think he’s married but we don’t talk about relationships. It’s just a sexual thing, which is what I need, and I think he needs too”.

I asked how long he had known the man. “About two and a half years. I’m not tired of it and he must be of the same mind. It gives me a release”. I asked if there was anyone else and he told me no.

We had finished the main course and had moved on to half empty the second bottle of wine. The doctor was becoming freer with his tongue.

“I’d love to experience you guys. I spent most of the weekend wondering about both of you and what you would do with me. Though I have a very disturbed conscience”.

Stephen asked why. Just at that moment, the rain which had been persistently falling was blown by the wind against the house making a very large din.

“You are both on my list and the protocol is that we do not have a physical relationship with our patients. Having a meal like this is approved, but anything further is not approved”.

Again there was a very large crashing of wind and rain against the house clattering the rain against the windows harshly.

“I don’t like the sound of that”. I commented, “This storm could be in for the rest of the night”.

“I stood up and started to clear the table, deliberately brushing my body against Phil’s exposed arm. Stephen was watching me closely.

“If something was to happen here tonight”, Stephen stressed the word ‘If” very strongly, then both Gerren and I have promised you already that no word would ever leave this building. We did drink to ‘sanctuary”.

As I prepared the desert, I was listening very carefully to the conversation and was cursing the storm outside for the noise it was making.

“Of course”, Stephen continued “It would be entirely up to you”. Stephen flexed an arm behind his head emphasising the biceps directly in front of the smitten doctor.

The handsome Phil’s eyes sparkled with thoughts. He was very tempted. “No word would ever leave this house”?

“Not even a squeak from a mouse”. I assured him, now back at the table with the third bottle of wine. “That’s a force-niner out there and with that rain, I’d say driving back to Leedstown would be dangerous. On the Hayle road there could be some trees blown down”.

“We do have the guest’s room all made out if you want to stay over and if you are ever asked all you can truthfully say is that because of the storm, we did offer you the guest’s bedroom, which you took up”.

Phil stood up. “I’d like to visit the toilet guys, excuse me”. I directed him to the downstairs toilet, and we chatted to each other. Firstly about his obvious erection in his blue jeans and whether he’s stay and join us. My husband said that we could get him in the guest’s room so he could keep up the truth about being offered the room. He wouldn’t have to say that we joined him there”.

I could see the veracity of the statement, and added “He doesn’t have to stay there all night, now does he? He’d have to deal with guilt in his own way. It’s his decision.

As the doctor return to the table with his erection well-adjusted in his jeans I went to the kitchen area to get the desert and Phil told us that he’d like to stay the night with us.

Stephen was delighted and stood up and embraced our guest. Phil was so much shorter than Stephen and it showed as Phil rested his chest against Stephen’s shoulder. I join in the cuddle once I had put the desert down on the table.

The atmosphere was so much more lighter during desert, we all knew that we wanted sex with each other, and Phil was more relaxed knowing that we would keep our silence about matters.

It was difficult not to devour the desert too fast as we all wanted to get upstairs. We were all horny for each other and so it proved for when we had all finished the food, I cleared the table whilst Phil and Stephen went upstairs to the guest’s bedroom.

When I got to join them, Stephen was already naked and the doctor was half naked with his top off, and the guys were checking out each other’s chests and arms. I stripped naked as I walked towards the guys and took in Phil’s body. He was smooth and attractive. His build was not as big as ours but he was fit and neat. His cock was stretching the material of his jeans.

I immediately reached down to check out the bulge in the doctor’s trousers. He was hard and it felt thick and lengthy. Phil was jacking away on Stephens monster cock, and I placed mine next to it. I was undoing the top button of the trousers when I felt Phil stroking my cock.

“You guys are so perfect”. He told us as I dropped his garments to the floor exposing and very thick and lengthy uncut dick. His foreskin rolled back over his glans revealing a perfect very smooth and shiny cockead.

Stephen asked him. “Are you sure you want this?”

“Christ yes I do. It’s all I’ve been thinking of for days”.

This galvanised Stephen who picked up Phil and carried him onto our bed. “Now you can say that nothing happened in the bedroom we gave you”.

I pulled away the underwear and trousers from the doctor and joined in the attention Stephen, on his left, was giving to Dr Phil’s thick cock; deep throating all his thickness to the root. I was on the doctors right and when he gave me the chance, I took over from him, wanting to taste the medic’s medicine, but as soon as I got my lips around the cockhead, The doctor sat up abruptly shouted out “No” and grabbing hold of his cock tightly and keeping it away from my face.

“I’m sorry, but I was just about to shoot my load”. He explained. “I’ve been thinking and fantasising about Gerren sucking my cock for a few years now and the excitement of the reality had me want to shoot. Can we do something else in the meantime to relax me?”

I sidled up the bed to the doctor, “We’ll leave your cock alone for now and concentrate and some caressing and if you want to do something to us which will relax you then it’s all good”.

I gently kissed Phil on the lips deliberately not forcing my tongue into his mouth for now and let Stephen continue to gently massage his body. I encouraged the doc to touch my body, hoping it would relax him. He was checking out my arms and chest with a firmness that a doctor would use in examining a patient. My broad and defined pecs were of great interest to him and were receiving lots of attention. I held his hand over each of them and told him that I liked my nipples played with. There was a slight whimper from Phil, and he gently tweaked them, only giving me a minor thrill. I looked into his eyes which were almost in a hypnotic state and told him he could work them much harder. Stephen moved me down onto my back on the bed and came to the opposite side from Phil, and took up the nip worship on me.

“Gerren loves it when two guys worship his nips” and sank his lips over my right nipple and showing his teeth to bite them tenderly, lifting the nipple away from my chest between his teeth.

“Do it like that and he’ll love it”. He encouraged the doctor.

Phil edged his way to my left nipple and copied what Stephen had just done but again too gentle for me. I gave Stephen a quick glance to get him to work a little harder. He took the hint and pushed Phil’s face hard against my chest. “Get in there and work that nip”. For a moment Phil moved away from my chest and looked at Stephen and went back down and was licking away at my teat. Stephen was now verbally telling him how to care for my nip. “Yeah go on, suck it, lick it, bite it, chew it, pinch it, pull it, he loves it all”. Stephen joined in and I loved the attention, my nips being totally wired to my balls, I was slowly stroking my dick and leaking a substantial trail of man lube.

I could feel Phil’s dick against my thigh and he was humping against me. I just hoped that he didn’t shoot his load too early. I was fascinated though that he had fantasised about me. I really wanted to know what his thoughts were about, and I wondered if after Phil had met Stephen, he had further fantasies. Our invite to join us for a meal might have spurred him into more desires. He had shown no resentment at our marriage and life together. How could he; he was lying on our bed with a big erection.

As much as I was enjoying the attention on my nipples I wanted something a lot more exciting, something I had been fantasising with Stephen about our guest. I had hoped that he had now calmed down and wriggled myself free to give the attention I wanted to give to the handsome Phil earlier. He had been humping my thigh and I reached down to hold his fat cock, and stroked it firmly. I could feel it throbbing in my fist and hope he wouldn’t have an early orgasm. Stephen was now kissing Phil deeply using plenty of tongue and was receiving the same. He knelt beside Phil’s face his huge erection right in front of the guys face, offering his manhood and slapping the doctors face hard. I could hear the wet whacking of hard flesh against a softer face. I moved down lower with the dick in my hand and at last took it in my mouth. The reaction was astounding, I could taste the slight saltiness of his pre-cum as I covered the cockhead with my tongue before I wrapped my lips around the shaft.

An absolute barrage of dirty talk came of Phil’s mouth.

“Oh Yes Gerren, your tongue feels so nice. Play my cock with your tongue. Yes, I like your sexy tongue. You want my cock, huh? Suck me. Oh yes. I love it,' Phil  moaned,  His biceps were pumped up  hard, as well as his triceps. Squirming, he was trying to fuck my face with his cock. 'Suck my cock. You want it? Yeah, this makes me feel so good. This is what I have dreamed of for so long. I always knew you’d be a great cocksucker. Go on, make me feel good. Suck that meat of mine. Oh yes! That's it. You’re making me so hard man. Oh, I can't wait for you to fuck me with you gorgeous huge tool”. He was breathing heavily his chest heaving up and down. 'Ah!' he let out a deep guttural groan, and was only silenced when Stephen took the chance to turn his head to force his massiveness into Phil’s mouth.

I looked up to Stephen who was literally grinning from ear to ear. I mouthed. I was thinking to myself if this was the reaction to some cock sucking what was he going to be like when we rimmed out his arse and were fucking him. I almost laughed out loud at the thought of what a tiger he might prove to be if we got to enact our fantasy and to double fuck him. I went down deeper on his cock shaft using plenty of spittle and tongue. He was still pumping my mouth but suddenly he was coughing. Stephen had tried to push more of his monster into Phil’s mouth who had gagged trying to take in too much. It was not the first time I had seen someone fail to take all of his ten inches. I couldn’t and knew what failure was.

Phil apologised. “I’ve never had a cock this big before and I’d love to deep throat it, I’m sorry”.

Stephen told him not to worry but to try breathing through his nose and to relax his throat and mind.

Phil laughed. “You sound like me talking to one of my patients when I worked in hospital”.

He took hold of the base of Stephens cock and laid it against his face, Stephens balls against his chin. Stephen’s cock reached up to Phil’s forehead. “It’s massive. I’ve only ever seen one as big as this in porn”. This was another fact that I made a mental note about.

Stephen told him to take it slowly. “If you’ve never deep throated before it’s very likely you’ll gag, so don’t worry about it”.

Again he took the monster cock into his mouth, his lips straining to engulf the thickness of the cock. I looked up and was turned on by the handsome man with my husband’s cock in his mouth and I was further turned on by the length of shaft that had still to go into the mouth. I sucked on Phil’s heavy meat enjoying the taste and wondered just how sensitive his nipples were. I reached up with my muscled arms and stroked his torso. His stomach was flat but not ridged with the abs that Stephen and I have but he had the makings of a decent muscled chest. I reached for his nipples and brushed them gently. I got a gasp of pleasure. Now I was wondering just how hard I could go, so I flicked my index fingers from my thumbs against them hitting them briefly but with force. Again, a gasp and the reaction from his nips was that they definitely expanded and became rigid.

Now I pinched them firmly twisting the buds between my fingers and thumbs and slowly increased the pressure. He forced up his pelvis from the bed pushing his cock deeper into my mouth. Yes. I was happy that he could be a nipple fetishist. My evil side of my mind went back to a few months earlier when our friends Mike and Carl, put on a leather show for us with a pair of nip clamps with a ‘Y’ shaped chain attached to a cock ring at the bottom on the ‘Y’. Mike had put on the cock ring and attached the nip clamps to his lover’s nipples, and then fucked the crap out of Carl the chain pulling on Carls nips giving them a hard work out as Mike pounded him hard. Oh yes! I would love to try that with Phil.

I then gave a hard very pinch to Phil's left nipple head lifting the bud and twisting the skin hard. That sudden pinch jolted the man's naked body, which was soon followed by a loud groan.

The man was clearly enjoyed Stephen's dick. The pleasure as expressed on his handsome face and the warm groans from his throat but he couldn’t get more than four inches of Stephen’s dick in his mouth. Stephen got into the dirty talk now. “Yes Phil, enjoy my huge cock filling your throat and imagine it all into your sexy tight throat. I’d love to be pumping my seed into your belly past your larynx.

'Fuck yeah! I love your sluttish mouth,' Stephen told him. 'Suck my cock, man. I want your hot mouth and I want to be in you. We’re going to be fucking you afterwards. You'll be fucked so hard that you'll faint. Yeah, and when you come around, you’ll find us both in your tight hole together, double fucking the life out of you. We’ll be shooting our huge loads all over you guy. Is that what you’ve been jacking off each night thinking about us fucking with you"? This was the authoritative Stephen I rarely got to see but enjoyed when he was ordering our sex pals around as if he was still an Army officer. 

Phil released Stephen’s cock from his mouth, “Yes, yes. It’s what I want”. There was a slight concern in his voice but he continued agreeing. Yes, I want the sex with you guys. He was hot, a slight amount of sweat was covering his body. The room was warm as we had intended it to be.

Outside the wind and rain continued to lash at our house, but we didn’t notice it. We were intent and doing more with our friend.

My cock hadn’t received much attention. That was about to change as we pushed Phil around on the bed. Having such a large bed now had its advantages. For now we were going to really use the guy for our enjoyment and pleasure. I really didn’t care too much if Phil liked it or not. I was going to really fuck my doctor hard. I had my reasons for doing so.

More to come.