Dentist

   Alek was a stud, and he knew it. 6'1", 250 lbs of pure muscle, brown hair and matching brown eyes, and a face like a god, all combined into a package that had girls (and boys) swooning at the sight of him. And then he would smile- his smirk was infamous for its wattage and charm, and really sealed the deal for him. He used that smile for a lot of things, too. He charmed professors into giving him better grades, his frat bros into buying him beer, his swim coach into letting him off easy, and the panties right off of girls. Which is why when some drunk asshole in a bar threw a punch, and chipped one of his front teeth, he was desperate to get it fixed. But he was also the classic broke college student,  and wasn't sure if he would be able to afford most dentists. But he asked around the frat party, and one of his bros told him about the clinic- they would fix his tooth for free, provided he agreed to a taping of the procedure. Obviously, this sounded perfect to Alek, so the next day he followed his friends directions to this clinic. He walked up to a building with a large red cross, and the word "CLINIC" in large blue neon letters, and assumed he was at the right place. Once he was inside, the receptionist, a young, attractive lady, greeted him. He automatically turned on his patented smile, but instead of the expected reaction, she cringed. "I bet I can guess why you are here," she said. 

"Umm, yeah," he laughed awkwardly. She promptly entered his information into the computer, and had him fill out the permission forms. The one that had him agree to be filmed and giving any rights to the film was a little odd, but Alek assumed it was all standard and filled them out quickly, barely skimming the information. He sat down in the waiting room, and had only waited for about 10 minutes before the door opened. He looked up, and his jaw almost hit the floor. Alek had been expecting the traditional elderly gentleman, with fraying hair and a bit of a paunch, to be his dentist. Instead, a young, muscular man was introducing himself. Alek couldn't believe this guy was old enough to have graduated from college, much less dental school. The dentist was taller than him, but slightly less muscular. His dark hair contrasted with his blue eyes, which glimmered in the light. 

"Hi, I'm Doctor Blake." Alek introduced himself, a little unsure without his go to grin, and more than a little surprised by the appearance of the doctor. He was led back into a room, and sat down in the chair. Doctor Blake grinned, and said "Ok, so we are going to fix that chip in your tooth. But, we are going to film the whole thing, ok?"

 "Yup doc, that's the plan." 

"So how do you feel about the confidentiality clause- do you want us to blur your face later for the fee, or just wear the mask?"

 Alek was confused. "The what?" he asked.

 "Oh you didn't really read the paperwork, did you?" the doctor laughed.

 "Oh, umm, well, I..." Alek trailed off.

 "Don't worry, its simple- to keep you anonymous and safe from creeps on the internet, you can either wear a mask, or we can blur your face in the film. The blurring costs, though, because we have to pay to get it done," Doctor Blake explained. 

Alek thought about it for a moment, but it wasn't really that difficult a decision. "The mask, I guess. I'm pretty broke," he answered. 

The dentist turned to a cabinet, and pulled out a black latex mask that covered the most of the wearers face, but left his mouth open for the dentists access. "Wait, it covers my eyes?" Alek asked, concerned. 

"Well of course," the dentist replied, "We don't want any identifying features for those creeps to pick up on."

 Alek was uncomfortable, and didn't really want to wear the mask now, but he understood the dentists logic. He leaned forward to grab the mask and put it on himself, but the dentist held his hand against his chest, pinning him to the chair."I'll put it on you, here," and without any other warning, pulled it over his head. 

Alek immediately lost all sight, and began to feel slightly panicked. He heard a slight clicking noise from the back of his heart. "What was that?!?" he asked panickedly. "Don't worry, it's just the clasp for your mask," the dentist said, "Just relax, Alek. Remember, this is for your protection. Speaking of, I should strap you in now." The chair began lowering, and Alek felt Doctor Blake fumbling around with something by his arms. "Strap me in?" he asked, starting to feel really nervous, with his heart racing. "Again, this is for your safety. Because you can't see, it's not safe for you to move around. You might hurt yourself, or me, especially if I'm doing something delicate with your teeth." As the doctor finished tying him up, Alek realized he didn't like the direction the appointment was going, and was starting to protest when the dentist shoved a gag into his mouth, keeping his lips open and turning his protests to moans. "Umm, I'm not really comf- urggh uh oh!!!"

 "All right, time to get started!" Doctor Blake exclaimed, ignoring his protest. Alek moaned in an attempt to get his attention, but the dentist studiously ignored him. As he worked, Doctor Blake kept up a running commentary, saying "And a cast here, and then a dab of glue here, and then seal this, and drill this, and..." Alek gave up trying to get his attention, and toned him out after a while, and resigned to a weird and uncomfortable dental appointment. His mouth was poked, prodded, pinched, and he was pretty sure needles, all without him being able to see or move. After an hour or two, Alek was beginning to wonder how long this strange experience would last when Doctor Blake stopped his commentary. "Well, your smile is all fixed," the dentist said.

 Alek assumed he would then begin untying him, but he felt no movement around his legs or arms. "uhhh rruuu ggrrr uuihhh ehhh?" he tried to ask the doctor.

 "Am I going to untie you? No, sorry, you see, I need to get your payment now. Nothing in life is free, and you signed up for this. So I'm going to leave you here for your teeth to finish drying, and then I'll come back and extract the payment." And with that, Alek heard the doctor leave, and the door close. He began trying to yell for help, and attract the attention of the receptionist or somebody. However, his frenzied morning was either unheard or ignored, and nobody came to his rescue. He struggled against his bonds, but could barely move, much less pull free. He began to panic, thinking about how stupid trusting this clinic and dentist had been, and how he was going to end up dead, or worse. He than began to freak out about what Doctor Blake meant by "extract." He didn't have his wallet with him, because the clinic had been advertised as free, so the dentist couldn't steal anything from him. And his phone was an old model, only worth like $60. Did he mean something even more sinister, like pulling all of his teeth and selling them for money? Why had he been so stupid?!? Trusting this sketchy clinic was a huge mistake. God, he was such an idiot. And he was so going to kill whoever recommended this thing. It had been someone in the frat, right? Or was it just some random guy at the party...? He couldn't quite remember, probably because of how drunk he had been, trying to forget about the tooth. He sat in the dark, unable to move or see anything, and tried to prepare for whatever was going to happen to him. 

A long time later- he wasn't sure quite how long- the door opened, and somebody walked in. Alek began moaning frantically, trying to convey the danger he was in. "Relax, it's just me," said Doctor Blake, "I'm here to extract your payment." Alek tried to tell the doctor he didn't have any money, but then he felt a hand on his upper thigh. "I think you know what I mean, when I say extract. A big stud like you will have some thick, creamy cum, so it should only take a load, or maybe two." 

Alek jerked, trying to get away from him, but was still tied tight. He tried to tell him no, but all that came out was moaning. The dentist began to stroke his cock through his pants, and Alek squirmed uncomfortably. This was wrong, this wasn't ok, this wasn't consensual... but it felt good. His flaccid cock began to harden, beginning to approach what he knew was about 9.5 inches. "That's it," said Doctor Blake, "Just relax and enjoy this. You don't really have any choice in the matter, anyways." Alek moaned angrily, but it wasn't all anger. Some of it was... need. The doctor continued griping and stroking his cock through his pants, and before long Alek was fully hard. He could feel precum beginning to soak into his pants, and he was thinking about how this was gay, and how this wasn't right, and how it wasn't ok, and why was he responding to he dentist, when he stopped stroking him.

 "uhhh uhh erer" he moaned. "Don't stop stroking?" the dentist asked. Alek nodded frantically, trying to convey his need. "Oh, I need to do some more oral work, first," Doctor Blake said. Then, he pulled Alek's pans down to his ankles, near whatever straps were holding him down. Alek heard rustling, and then a snapping of latex gloves. Doctor Blake began probing his mouth with his fingers, poking at his teeth and tongue. "The chip replacement is nicely set, and your mouth is fully recovered." Then Alek felt something else touch his lips. It was warm, and not gloved, and smelled... weird. "uhhhh" he moaned, trying to avoid whatever it was. However, he couldn't see, and his lips were being held open, and the mysterious object slid in. "Yeah," moaned Doctor Blake, "Suck my cock." "urmmhgh!!!" moaned Alek, trying to spit out the dentist's thick cock. The dentist wouldn't take no for an answer, though, and began thrusting in and out of his mouth. Alek moaned, trying to convey that this wasn't ok, that it was crossing a line, that he didn't want to do this, but Doctor Blake kept skullfucking him. 

"Still hard, I see," the dentist said, and at that, Alek realized he was, in fact still hard. Some part of him was enjoying this loss of control, and he didn't like that. He was an alpha jock, not some weird fag. But that didn't change what was happening, or that he was enjoying it somehow. Then the dentist began stroking his cock, and the latex gloves felt so good, and he was so horny, and he didn't care that this was gay, he didn't care what was happening, he wanted, needed, to come. "That's it, boy, work my cock, cum for me," Doctor Blake said.

 "uhh uhh uhh" Alek moaned, sounding like a cheap pornstar, even to himself. And then the dentist began fondling his balls, which were big and thick. He had always been a ball player, and and he felt heat rising in them, and the. he felt his muscle contract, and then he came. He shot and shot, feeling hot ropes of cum shoot out of his cock, all while his mouth got fucked by the dentist. And then the dentist was cumming, and pressing against the back of his head, holding his cock in his throat, and hot, salty fluid was shooting into his mouth, and he was choking, and gagging, so he swallows as much as he could. When he could finally breath again, he used his tongue to clean off his lips. "Look at that, a natural born cocksucker," said Doctor Blake. 

Coming down off the high, Alek realized what he had done. He felt the dentist untying him, and as soon as he was free he tried to pull the hood off his head. However, there was some sort of lock on the base of it, and he couldn't get it off. He moaned at the dentist. "You want me to help you out, boy?" he asked Alek. Alek nodded, and Doctor Blake unlocked the hood. When Alek pulled it off, the gag popped free too, and he immediately began yelling at the dentist. "What the hell, man, that was totally fucking illegal. I'm gonna sue your goddamn pants off!" "Ah ah ah," said the dentist calmly, "Think before you speak. Do you want everybody you know to see this video?" "Wha- what video?" Alek stuttered.

 "Why, the video I just took of your entire appointment, of course. My receptionist is about to upload it to Youtube and tag your Facebook and Twitter, should you do anything... violent." Alek was shocked, and felt trapped. "You can't upload that man, it's illegal!" 

"Actually, boy, I can. You agreed to everything, remember? Or, you can come back here, for a check up, every week. Your choice."