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Several weeks had gone by since George and I worked out together at the Bucharest Athletic Club. What happened that evening stayed a secret between us. We both realized the trouble we might get into with a professor being sexually taken advantage of by one of his students.
I was in a difficult position being so attracted to this first-year student at the prestigious Prima Universitate Internațională de Atletism in Bucharest, Romania, where I was a professor. George was my dark-haired, handsome, athletic student from Prague. Since arriving on campus, he had his 19th birthday celebration. In some ways I felt like a father to George, making sure he was studying, following the rules, and getting to soccer practice on time. Even in my 40’s, I have always been around athletics and jocks. I was a college wrestling champion. I enjoyed having male to male contact on the mat. Since then, I have done other team sports. Lately, however, I have been playing on an Eastern European traveling male rugby team.
George is an outstanding athlete as well. His physique for a nineteen-year-old college student is unbelievable. His muscles are toned, which helps him to be successful on the soccer field.
At the moment, George needs to find a university academic required internship for the second semester. He expressed an interest in working at the local male health clinic in Downtown Bucharest. The leading doctor at the clinic is Mihai, an athletic, handsome gentleman that had his way with me the evening that George and I met at the athletic club. Being George’s advisor, I contacted Mihai and he invited us to the clinic to discuss the details of a possible internship.
George and I showed up at Mihai’s clinic just as the sky outside was getting dark. The place was quiet now. All the nurses and office staff were walking out with their bags and coats. Mihai waited for us at the front desk, still in his dress shirt and his scrub pants. His dark eyes looked me up and down and then glanced at George with a smirk. Surely, his mind flashed back to how I had become a slut for his friend, Piko, and him to use in front of George, who acted as my trainer at the health club that evening.
“You made it,” Mihai said, smiling. “Come. I will give you both a full tour.”
Mihai gave George and me a hug as we entered the clinic. My embrace from Mihai lingered a bit longer than I was expecting as his hands roamed over my backside, lightly tapping my ass. “Mmmm,” I heard him quietly whisper to me.
He walked us through the clinic, exam rooms, labs, physical therapy room, rooftop whirlpool, supply closets, and even the private shower area. Everything was clean and smelled sharply of soap. George closely followed behind him, listening to every word the doctor said, even though some of it was difficult English words that needed some translation. Mihai did not mind. He slowed down sometimes and even used little hand signs to explain. George seemed so focused. I could tell he was fascinated by the clinic.
Often during the tour, if Mihai was not winking at me, he would walk near me and freely touch or hug me. His cologne smelled so good.
After the tour, Mihai stopped near the last exam room and gave us both a look.
“So… George, would you like to see how a man would receive a full physical exam?”
George nodded. “Yes, I like to learn. Real lesson.”
Mihai turned to me. “Would you help us, Brad? You be the adult male patient for us.”
I blinked. “Me?”
Mihai just smiled. “You are a perfect example. Very fit, strong. This would be important for George to see every step for an athletic man your age.”
I swallowed hard. I did not know what I was getting into, but George was already nodding.
“Please, Professor,” he said softly.
That did it. I gave a nervous smile. “Alright.”
The doctor led us into the exam room and pulled a folded gown from the drawer.
“Change into this. Nothing underneath,” he said with a grin. “We will step out for a minute. Call when you are ready, Brad.”
I undressed. My heart was pounding. I folded my clothes, took off everything, even my tight navy briefs, and put on the thin gown. It barely came down over my muscular thighs. My strong bubble butt was out the back. I was already hard. My cock was pushing visibly against the thin fabric.
I called out that I was ready.
Mihai and George stepped back in and shut the door. Mihai pulled on some gloves and stood close behind me. George leaned against the counter, watching quietly.
“Alright,” Mihai said. “First, we should check the heart rate and blood pressure.” He turned and told George. As I stood, Mihai handled the procedure while George watched.
“Next, a basic temperature check. George, come here,” said Mihai. “We will get the best temperature result by using the professor’s rectum.”
Mihai stepped behind me and set the thermometer on the exam table. “Brad, I need you up on all fours for this part,” he said in a calm, serious voice. I looked at him, surprised, but nodded and got up on the exam table. I turned and slowly got on my hands and knees like he asked. The back of my gown slipped open right away, sliding off my hips and leaving my whole backside in the open air.
George stood beside the table and watched. The doctor ran one hand up my spine, stopping between my shoulder blades. “You have got great traps for an athletic man your age,” he said, squeezing the tight muscle there. “And lats like a swimmer.” His fingers dug in a little more as he rubbed along my back. I shivered and moaned softly, trying not to sound too eager.
George touched my side and said, “His obliques are nice, too. Right here.” He pressed his fingers into the muscles by my waist. Then he slid his hands up under my ribs and pushed them gently into my pecs from below. “So firm,” he whispered, as Mihai nodded.
I gasped when Mihai placed both hands on my glutes. He massaged them slowly, using his thumbs to dig into the thick muscle. “Strong glutes, very strong,” Mihai said. “These are what power your strong, fit legs.” He kept going, really working the muscle, spreading my cheeks and exposing my moist asshole at times. George moved behind me, helping Mihai knead each side. I felt their fingers get close to my hole even more.
Then they slid their hands down to my inner thighs, rubbing deep and slow, right next to my very hard cock. My whole body shook as I tried to hold my position. My arms were weak, but I did not move. I wondered how long they would keep touching me, pointing out different muscles. Mihai leaned over and whispered, “Stay still, Brad. You are doing really well.”
George reached up again and rubbed my pecs harder this time. “You have the chest of a god,” he said, lightly rubbing my nipple between his fingers. I moaned and dropped my head. My cock was so hard, dripping down onto the table.
I stayed on all fours like the doctor told me, trying to keep calm even though my body was nervous. I was reminded to keep my back arched. My cock hung heavy, stiff, and dripping. I could feel the air brushing over my wet tip. I kept my eyes down. I was trying to stay modest, but I knew I looked like a needy mess, wide open and hard. My gown had fallen all the way off my back, and both men could see everything. Mihai decided to pull the gown completely off the table.
Mihai stood behind me, tall and confident in his button shirt and dark blue pant scrubs. His olive Romanian skin looked warm under the clinic lights, and his muscles filled out the sleeves of his top. George stood to the side, younger, with thick dark hair and strong forearms. He looked nervous, as well, but curious too, eyes locked on my spread body.
Mihai’s hands came back to my ass. “We need you fully relaxed for the temperature check,” he said. “Do not worry, Brad. You are doing perfect.” He pushed my cheeks apart again and massaged them hard, fingers sliding deep into the thick muscle. “Feel this, George,” the doctor said. “These glutes, strong, powerful.”
George reached in and touched me. His fingers were soft at first, but then he got bolder, sliding them between my cheeks, circling my hole. I gasped, but stayed still. Mihai pressed a slick finger in my opening and rubbed slow circles. “You are tight,” he said. “Let us continue to loosen you up a little bit more before inserting the thermometer.”
My head dropped again. My hair was already soaked, sticking to my forehead. I could feel sweat run down my back. My heart beat fast. Mihai slowly pushed another finger inside me. My hole tightened, then gave in. He twisted the two fingers gently, letting me adjust.
George added his own touch, tracing the edge of my hole with warm steady fingers while Mihai worked deeper. “See how it opens with the right care?” The doctor told him. “He is clenching but eager. This is a trained, mature jock body, built strong but made to be used.”
They kept exploring me, massaging my hole wider with their fingers, stretching me slow. My cock was leaking nonstop now, making a slick trail on the table. Mihai finally slid the thermometer in, steady and smooth, and held it there while still rubbing the edge of my rim. I whimpered, face blushing.
After a minute, the doctor pulled it out and said, “We are done with that part. Brad, you have a great body temperature.” He patted my hip. “Turn onto your back now. We need to re-check a few things, like your heart rate.”
My skin felt warm under the bright exam room’s lights. I tried to stay calm, but my cock was fully hard, leaking a little. I did not know how to control myself. My chest moved up and down slowly, and my legs were slightly apart. My arms rested at my sides before Mihai asked me to place both arms behind my head. I kept twitching every time Mihai’s hand got close to touching me. I was so exposed.
The handsome doctor stood beside me, wearing his fitted shirt and looking down at my body like he was studying it. George stood near my feet, his eyes wide and curious. His cheeks were a little red, but he looked excited too. I have never been one to show off, but it felt like they liked what they saw. Because of the way they studied and handled me, I ached for more.
“Our patient has very fine muscle tone,” the doctor told George. “Come. Feel here.”
My hard cock pointed up. I tried to hide it, but Mihai just smiled.
“Normal reaction for a man like Brad,” he told George.
Mihai checked my chest with the stethoscope, then my abs. His hand moved lower, slowly pressing into my groin. He cupped my balls, gently squeezing and explaining to George what to feel for. George watched every move, sometimes whispering in Czech, nodding.
“You okay, Brad?” Mihai asked.
I could barely speak. “Yeah. I am okay.”
My cock continued leaking pre-cum, leaving little drops on my stomach. Mihai brushed it aside like it was nothing.
My student came closer. His eyes never left my body.
“You are a good professor,” he said softly to me.
Mihai just grinned. “He is a good patient, too.” He then ran a couple of fingers over my left pec, tracing it lightly. “You see this here, George?” he said. “This chest is solid, defined. Brad is built like someone who takes training seriously.”
George nodded. “So strong. What is this muscle called?"
He pointed to the curve under my ribs.
Mihai smiled. “That is part of the obliques. Very firm.” He pressed lightly there, and I shivered. I did not mean to moan, but it slipped out.
They both paused, watching my face. My cheeks got red. “Sorry,” I mumbled. “I am just sensitive right now.”
George looked at my leaking cock and appeared to lick his lips without even thinking. Mihai touched my inner thigh next, rubbing just enough to make me tremble.
“And these legs,” he said, running his hand down my quad. “Powerful. You see how the muscle cuts here, George? It is perfect. Even the inner thighs are developed. You should feel how tight this is.”
George reached out, brushing my inner thigh carefully. His fingertips were warm and slow. I bit my lip, trying not to show how badly I wanted more. My body was aching for them, but I was trying so hard to stay quiet. My cock twitched and leaked more.
“You okay, Brad?” The doctor asked with a small smile.
“I… yeah,” I whispered. “Just… I am trying to be a good patient for you to show George what needs to be done when working with a man in your office. I feel embarrassed.”
Mihai leaned in close to my ear and said softly, “You do not need to be embarrassed. Your body is honest. We like seeing it respond to us.”
George was breathing heavier now. He looked at Mihai. “Can we move him down now? To the stirrups? I want to see how the stirrups help with having a better checkup.”
Mihai nodded and looked down at me. “Great idea. It is time, Brad.”
I swallowed hard as they helped slide me down the table. My ass moved toward the edge, and then Mihai lifted my legs carefully into the stirrups, spreading me wide open for both of them. My cock continued to glisten with sweat and pre-cum under the bright lights of the room.
“This position lets us see everything,” he said. “And it is how a man can be properly examined.” He looked to George. “Watch carefully. Sometimes we need to stimulate a patient’s asshole.”
In a quick moment, the doctor pulled down his scrub pants, revealing his thick, veiny cock already hard. He lined himself up with my well-prepared hole and rubbed the head against me. “Stay relaxed, Brad,” he whispered. “Let me in.”
I bit my lip, breathing hard. I felt this handsome Romanian doctor push forward, slow but firm, stretching me like he had done at the Athletic Club. He filled me steady, inch by inch, while George watched from the side. Mihai leaned over me, kissing my neck, playing with my nipples. He rolled them gently, then lightly tugged one between his fingers as his hips rocked into me. My back lightly arched.
“See this, George?” the doctor said, still stroking my chest. “This is how a man like Brad cums. His body works for it. Watch.”
He stroked my cock while still fucking me, and I moaned loudly. I could not hold back with all the exploring that had taken place of my fully exposed, naked body. My balls drew tight, and thick ropes of cum shot across my chest and belly.
I trembled as the doctor began to grunt louder. I looked up into Mihai's eyes as he continued to fuck me. I begged for him to continue. I wanted his cock. The fit Romanian doctor gripped my waist and pulled my hips toward him as he fucked me. He encouraged George to use his fingers and lightly tease my nipples, rolling them between his fingertips, making me shudder.
"Look at you, Professor... so submissive," Mihai whispered, his voice thick with desire. My breath hitched as the doctor then leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear. "We are going to make sure our patient is properly taken care of tonight," he said, his voice firm, commanding. George gave a low laugh, stepping closer, his presence electrifying. I was surrounded, owned, and I could feel my body surrendering to them, every muscle tensing in anticipation of what they would take from me next.
A few minutes later, I felt the doctor's strong hands hold my waist even tighter while I continued to be used like a toy. While I felt the cool air of the clinic over my fully exposed body, I heard one last loud moan from Mihai just before he emptied inside me, deep.
Gasping for air, the doctor bent over and slowly licked and kissed my nipple again, then looked at George. “Now it is your turn.”
Following Mihai’s firm instructions, George was asked to strip down to his torso. He took his time undressing, peeling off his now lightly damp shirt, letting it drop to the floor beside him. His lean, athletic frame was on full display, strong pecs, tight abs, and golden skin under the exam room lights. He stretched, arms reaching overhead, his lats flaring slightly, making sure I saw every inch of his toned torso. His armpits were thick with black hair.
At his waist, George’s cock rose proud from his open zipper. My dreamy young athlete stood before my eyes ready to enter me. I had been waiting for this day since I laid eyes on the athletic Czech student a few months ago. I was finally going to feel George’s erect cock inside my body.
The doctor held my legs in place and began to rub my chest as George took his spot. I looked up at them, panting. My body was still twitching from Mihai’s orgasm.
George then slid inside me, still slick from Mihai. He moaned and grabbed my thighs. Mihai moved his hand from my chest to my softening cock, and began to stroke again. “You will cum once more,” he said. “Just wait.”
As the young strong stud started thrusting, Mihai whispered in my ear, telling me how good I looked, how strong I was, how my body was made for this. I nodded, sweat dripping down my face. My muscles flexed under their touch, every inch of me on display, every part of me used.
George was deep inside me now, moving slow at first, then harder, faster. My legs were still locked up in the stirrups, spread wide. My body rocked with each deep thrust. I could not speak, just moaned and gasped, trying to take every inch he gave me.
George had begun to sweat even more; Mihai found for him a small towel so he would not get so wet. His strong young chest was smooth, abs tight, and his dark hair sticking to his forehead. All of this made George look even sexier. His eyes stayed locked on mine. I could see how turned on he was, not just from how hard he was pounding his professor, but from watching my face, watching how much I had wanted his cock.
The doctor continued to encourage George to pose and flex his upper chest and arms when fucking me. He wanted to see this college student show off to me. I was in awe to watch his poses while his cock continued to thrust in my hole. George took advantage of the exam room’s floodlights that lit the dull looking room. The floodlights acted as spotlights above his handsome, youthful perfectly toned body.
Mihai’s hand remained around my own cock. He was stroking me slow, up and down, his thumb teasing the head where I was already wet again. Even though I had cum, my cock became hard, leaking steadily, once more.
“He is still so ready,” the doctor said. “He wants this.”
George smirked and slammed in deeper. “My professor’s body is perfect. Look at him, he is made for this.”
I whimpered, my voice cracking. “I…I cannot hold back…”
Mihai tightened his grip around the base of my cock. “Not yet,” he whispered. “You will cum when we say so.”
They were not in a rush. George kept fucking me, taking his time now, pulling almost all the way out and then pushing back in deep. Each time I felt his cock slide over my spot inside, and I gasped louder. Mihai leaned over, his lips brushing my chest, then my neck.
“You are such a good patient for us,” the doctor whispered. “You just take it all. You love being used like this.”
I nodded, my eyes rolling a little from how much I needed it.
George grunted, his hands gripping my hips tighter. “He is so tight,” he moaned. “Feels like our patient is begging for me.”
His rhythm picked up again, faster now, slapping against me. My cock throbbed in the doctor’s fist. I was close, so close it hurt.
Mihai pumped me harder, his hand slick with all the pre-cum. “Cum for us again, Brad,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “Let it go. Show us what your body is made for.”
I cried out, my whole body tensing as I exploded. My cum shot up across my chest, thick and hot, adding to the earlier cum shot. Mihai kept stroking, milking every drop from me while George fucked me through it. My legs shook in the stirrups.
Finally, George groaned loud and shoved deep one last time. “Fuck, Professor,” he moaned. I felt him pulse and cum inside me, filling me up with his creamy, warm load.
He stayed buried in me, breathing heavy. Mihai leaned over and kissed my forehead gently, then rubbed my chest.
“You were incredible,” he said. “And we are not done.”
I whimpered again, my hole still twitching and wet from everything.
The doctor chuckled. “We have nothing else to do, Brad. Just us here. Let us take our time and show George all the things our clinic has for our male clients.”
My legs were still shaking. I stayed in the stirrups, my ass dripping and open, my back stuck to the cool vinyl. George’s warm hands stayed on my hips for a second longer, like he did not want to leave my body yet. I heard him exhale, then step back slowly. I looked up at him. His handsome face was sweaty. His youthful chest rose and fell quickly. I was so happy that Mihai had George take off his shirt as his hard body glistened. His pants had now sagged low, and I could see the base of his cock, still thick and wet.
Mihai moved behind George at the stirrups. He also was not in a rush. His now damp buttoned dress shirt clung to his pecs, and I could see the soft chest hair pushing through the top open buttons. His strong hands reached around George gently touching my inner thighs. I felt his fingers spread me open, slow and careful.
“You need more stretching,” he said quietly. “Let us move to the physical therapy room. It has more space and padded mats.”
I looked up at him, still catching my breath. I do not think I could argue with the doctor as he definitely was in charge of the situation. I nodded and felt George’s hand help me out of the stirrups. I stood slowly, wobbling a little. George grabbed my arm gently, steadying his professor. My body leaned into him. His shirtless chest pressed to my side. I looked at him, still shy. My cock remained hard and dripping.
Mihai walked ahead of us. His muscular back stretched out his dress shirt. His ass filled out the scrub pants in a way that made it hard not to stare. George and I followed as Mihai told me to bring my gown. The lights were dimmed low in the clinic hallway. It felt secret and quiet.
Just as the doctor reached for the door to the physical therapy room, we heard a soft tapping on the glass window at the front of the clinic. Mihai paused and turned. George and I stopped, too. I stood there, naked and hard, not able to hide anything. Mihai walked toward the front slowly, confused at first.
The man outside was wearing tight black jeans and a silky blue shirt unbuttoned halfway. He had tan skin, styled hair and a goatee. I knew it was Piko. He looked inside and smiled wide when he saw me naked behind Mihai, standing next to a shirtless George. Piko grinned and tapped again.
Mihai opened the door. “Piko,” he said calmly. “I thought you were at the athletic club?"
“I came to find you. You are late for our swim,” Piko said, then stepped inside. His eyes looked down at my cock, then moved to my used hole, still leaking. “Oh,” he said with a smirk. “Now I see why you are late.”
The doctor nodded without smiling. “You remember Brad from the athletic club a few weeks ago. We are going to stretch him some in the physical therapy room.”
Piko stepped closer. “I remember Brad very well.”
I felt my face cheeks blush. Piko walked around me slow, like I was on display. He touched my chest, then ran a finger down my sweaty stomach. My cock jumped when he traced the wet trail from my tip. He looked back at Mihai. “You want help, Mihai?” he asked.
The sexy doctor nodded.
The three of us followed Mihai and walked into the therapy room. He turned on the soft lights. The room was quiet and clean, with wide blue mats on the floor and stretching tables on the side. George stayed close to his professor, still shirtless. Piko slowly rolled his sleeves up. Mihai pointed to the center mat. “Brad, let us balance your body on the large therapy ball,” he told me. “Lay on your stomach as if you were going to fly like an airplane. It is like being on your hands and knees, but with a large therapy ball under your stomach. I would like to show George what goes on in a therapy room.”
I obeyed right away, crawling into place. I felt the rubber mat under my palms and knees. My strong ass pointed up while I floated on the large ball. My wet moist hole was still pulsing. I heard all three men move around me. I felt two hands spread my cheeks. A tongue slid over my hole, slow, wet, strong. I gasped. It was Mihai again. He was back to work on me. I felt his late afternoon facial whiskers brush the inside of my cheeks as his tongue pushed deep. My body shook.
George moved to my side, kneeling down and brushing my hair back from my face. He smiled at me. “Good, Professor,” he said slowly. “You are definitely going to be my DILF.”
Piko walked around in front of me. He unzipped his jeans, pulling out his cock, already hard and wet at the tip. He rubbed it against my lips. “You remember how to take this?” he whispered.
Piko stroked his wet, leaking cock, watching the way my lips parted in need. "You want this, do you not?" he murmured, tapping the head of his thick shaft against my lips. I moaned around him as I opened up, letting him slide and stretch my mouth wide, once more, as his fingers tangled in my damp hair.
While my mouth worked on Piko’s beautiful cock, the doctor kept rimming me, tongue pushing deeper, spreading me open. I moaned around Piko’s shaft. George rubbed my back and massaged my shoulders as I stayed in place, dripping and being used. Mihai pulled back just long enough to lube up, then pressed his cock inside me in one slow push. He was thicker than George. My athletic body shook again. My ass stretched, and I moaned louder. Piko gripped the sides of my head and slid deeper into my throat.
Mihai moved steady and deep, each thrust pushing my hips forward. I was pinned between them. George kept touching my upper chest, whispering things in Czech. His hand found my cock and stroked it while Mihai pounded from behind and Piko filled my throat.
Mihai grunted deep behind me. His cock was pounding harder now, slapping against my wet ass with every deep push. He did not slow down. My hands were flat on the mat, my arms shaking. I could not hold still. My cock was bouncing, leaking more than ever. George held it tight and stroked me fast. His grip was firm and relentless, milking my cock with every stroke while Mihai pounded from behind. His other hand rubbed my nipples. I was moaning around Piko’s cock, my mouth full, my throat open, eyes wet.
Finally, the doctor slammed in deep and held there. He groaned low in his throat, and I felt his load shoot inside me. His thick cock pulsed deep in my ass as I shook under him. His body pressed down over my back, panting hard. His hand stayed on my waist as he filled me.
At the same time, Piko grabbed the sides of my head tight and pushed all the way into my mouth. His cock throbbed against the back of my throat, and I tasted his cum fast. It was warm and thick and sweet. He stayed buried in my mouth while he moaned, hips pulsing. I swallowed as much as I could. My nose brushed his trimmed hair. His sweat dripped on my face. I did not stop sucking until I felt him twitch one last time.
George kept stroking me. “You can cum now,” he whispered, rubbing my chest. “Let them see.”
That pushed me over the edge. I exploded a third time under them all, my cock shooting on the ball and across the mat. It hit my hand, my thighs, even a few drops landed on the floor. My body jerked and collapsed. Mihai’s cock slowly slid out of me, wet and dripping. I felt empty but full at the same time. My arms gave out, and I rolled off the ball and dropped flat to the mat, gasping.
Piko smiled as he tucked himself back in. “He still has it,” he said, wiping sweat from his forehead.
Mihai stood, stretching his back. “You were an excellent patient model for your student,” he stated.
George bent down beside me, brushing hair from my sweaty forehead. “You did very well,” he said softly.
I loved the way George always smelled.
I looked up at the three men. I was naked, leaking, my hole wide open and used. I was covered in cum. But I felt proud. My body was warm. I smiled and whispered. “Thank you.”
Mihai stepped out to grab towels. Piko laughed and pulled out his phone for one quick photo. I still knew how to please. I did not know what would happen next, but I knew I would follow Mihai and George anywhere. Especially if Piko showed up again.
As the doctor had already shared, I also thought I was a very good patient model for Mihai, George’s class project, and Piko’s new toy. I loved every second and looked forward to when George and I could finally be alone so I could worship his youthful, athletic stud body.
I smiled.
I was George’s DILF.
Author is Brad
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I enjoyed the opportunity of sharing these fantasies in this story between my younger college student, George, and me.
I love making men excited whether through reading my erotic stories, watching me work out in my skin tight gear at the gym, sharing my body online or dancing on a stage.
I will stay hard for you in every way that matters.
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