Fate brings together older, educated shrink and younger, simple delivery van driver in this unpredictable but quite horny story. It may furrow some brows. Possibly evoke stirrings of...well, you decide. Written, I avow, with gusto and relish. May it attract, distract, interest, and amuse you.
As I followed him to the exam room, I couldn’t help but notice how the Khakis seemed to hug his firm ass. Erick opened the door to exam room 2 and I stepped in. Erick followed me in and closed the door.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Erick was much shorter than me and Dr. Kennedy, standing at only about 5’9. His body was compact and muscular stretching the navy-blue polo shirt so that it contoured to every curve of his body. He had a dark, thick well-trimmed beard that attempted to conceal boyish features. As I listened to Dr. Kennedy, one of his hands slipped down from Erick’s shoulder to his chest, and he began to play with
“Room 1 today, Brian. Take off your clothes and I will be right in.” Dr. Kennedy said as I walked into the lobby. He was in the process of finishing up with another patient. I walked into room 1 and began getting undressed.
My body relaxed slightly as Dr. Kennedy moved his lips back to mine. The feeling of his body against mine and the smell of the leather stimulated my senses and made it difficult for me to maintain my resolve. With his free hand he reached for the zipper and opened my pants and fished my cock out through the fly.
I never mentioned to anyone what other things happened during my therapy sessions with Dr. Kennedy. I knew what he was doing wasn’t really part of the treatment, but I found myself looking forward to what would come next as I made my way to his office for my next appointment.
CHAPTER 13: Slave David is used again by his half-brother. The half-brother knows how to play the game to get what he wants. Which only makes slave David fall more and more under his half-brother's control.
TW: Noncon, abuse, suicide, psych ward
Admission and orientation - Whynne is admitted to a criminal psych ward for noncompliance and assigned a sadistic doctor to manage his treatment.
First few days of Recovery ensue for both Anton and Justice. Though Justice remains in a coma at present, His father stays in stride with the way his life has been for 31 years. Come along and find out how quickly the fire between Nurse and Patient erupts
Dr. Kennedy stood in front of me and began to massage my upper back and shoulders. He began to push and press into the muscles and moved lower on my back. As he continued, I could see once again the hard outline of his cock running down the leg of his khakis.
Dr. Kennedy began to massage the slick liquid around my lower back, pressing his fingers along my spine and down to the top of my ass. Then Dr. Kennedy moved his hand even lower, taking both sides of my ass and massaging with the oil.
A narcissistic muscleboy shows up to his doctor's office, and gets more than he bargained for as the doctor and his assistant take advantage of his sexy body.
During Dr. Joseph annual physical exam of patient Eric including a very big cum protein injection into his ass, soon it is time for another protein injection. This time Dr. Joseph and aid Jordan visit Eric's home for the injection--very hot man sex takes place.
I recently moved to the city where Dr. Joseph, a new M.D., has joined the medical practice of ten prominent M.D.'s and their staff. As I eagerly wait in the exam room for Dr. Joseph and my annual physical exam around 4:00 P.M., I notice a photo of Dr. Joseph on the wall making me horny as hell. This is the story of exotic man sex between the doctor and his patient Eric.
Returning to hospital, Donna finds help from an old lady. Tony's flood gates burst thanks to a mother's love. But will it be enough to allow reconciliation with Grahame?
The doctor steps out a huge muscled man comes in "Doc, I injured my thigh."
I am about to tell him I am not the doctor when a wicked idea comes over me.
"Strip!" I said sternly, "Strip to your underwear!"