Doctor Whacker MD

For my 30th Birthday Mother Nature decided to give me an extra special present. With a birthday that landed  on a Friday I was looking forward to going to work then out drinking with my friends and throwing myself at all good looking guys. So when I woke up that morning I didn't  bother to look at the weather and found myself rushing out the door into a February sleet to catch the bus before I was late to work. What followed was my feeling like the ground was pulled right out from under me then wondering through the ringing in my head , Why my right arm hurt so much and felt like its flopping about.  Well it didn't take long before I figured out my humorous(upper arm bone) was broken.

 Not only was the The experience painful it was quite terrifying  however I managed to get myself into the ER that was mercifully close to my home. Though I was in quit a bit of pain I kind of quit thinking about it when I saw the Dr. walk into the room. . He was what I like to call a classic Ken doll. Blond hair with a medium built mesomorphs frame that stood close to six foot tall and a very friendly face. And friendly demeanor I soon found.

“Good morning”....”Well I'm never gonna get that name right on a first try.” The Dr. said as he read my chart, then introduced himself while asking permission to use my 1st name “I'm Dr. Whacker can I call you Mikal?”

“Sure” I said enjoying his familiar manner as I checked him out trying to not be noticed.  Not wanting him to to leave I told him how it had happened and how I tried to flag somebody down to call an ambulance but everyone though I was waving hello and had to walk to all the way.

After cursory inspection the Dr. looked at me and said.

“Well it don't take a Dr to tell ya you got a broke arm. But I need X-Rays to figure out what your next move will be. But in the meantime lets deal with that pain first. Here  take these Vicodin and I'm ordering you a shot of Dilaudid. 

Dilaudid...woo...wee...looking back I am glad it took a broken arm to get, because I liked it way to much. After the nurse injected it through the IV line into my arm the sudden wave of euphoria left me not caring that I was in pain. After the X Rays the Dr Whacker returned. Normally I wouldn't even have tried, but the drugs had taken all my inhibitions away and from what I recall I just had to tell him he how good he looked and that he could take me out anytime. I said several other things that caused the nurses to blush to. The Dilaudid had me so bombed the staff ended up calling my boss and convincing him to come pick me up and take me home after I was treated.

 He gave me the stock answer “Thank you but I can't date patients” When I was given my release papers with instructions I found a yellow sticky note with Dr. Whackers first name Dick and his personal phone number and message call me when you feel better.

While it would take until late spring for my arm to completely heal I worst of the pain was gone in three weeks and I wasn't going to let an opportunity to go out with him slip by.  So I called and got his voicemail. Almost immediately after I left a message Dick returned my call. Oh and I'm glad I called. Dick knew how to use his dick.

We ended up making a morning date and going out for because he would be on the overnight shift. Which was a winner with me because it was Sunday and I knew of a Bar and Grill that did a steak and eggs and Bloody Mary special on Sunday. The Date went well and we ended up kissing in Dicks car outside my apartment after we left the bar and grill and returned to my place. Getting hot I asked Dick if he'd like to come in for a blow

Once in my home Dick learned real quick my broken arm didn't affect my ability to give him a blow job. Once in my apartment Dick took the lead carefully undressing me and then himself we left a trial of cloths leading to the living room. W went into my living room and after he took a seat in my easy chair I knelt down between his legs and began then half erect penis to life. Standing 8 1/2” in its full glory I damn near choked myself on his rod but I love slobbering all over a dick I also love it when a man encourages me and Dick provided me plenty touching me and letting me know I was a sweet little cock sucker. Stopping me before he came Dick said “I want to fuck your ass I'll be careful not to hurt your arm.

 True to his word Dick was careful not to hurt my arm. That's because I chose to ride him. After lubing up I straddled his cock and slowly impaled myself on it. Staying still for a moment I basked in the feeling of fullness with Dick's 81/2” inches filling me. Then I began to slowly ride and grind as Dick slowly returned thrusts. It felt so good I barely paid attention to my arm other than to hold the sling it was in against my chest so it didn't move. Somehow we had found a perfect position it felt so good my asshole loosened quickly allowing Dick to trust harder. Feeling good Dick got talkative asking if I was enjoying his dick when it felt so good I moaned sometimes stopping and touching my cock. Eventually Dick could hold back no more. I felt his dick grow harder then came the rush of warmth fill me. Not one to blow a load and leave a guy hanging with an ass full cum Dick had me sit down and sucked my dick until I came.  

XOXOXO

Hope I helped you cum

Mikal