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Shooting for the doctor

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 30 Oct 2001 3 comments
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by Wooof I have a standing appointment at the local clinic for a minor procedure; every two weeks, I pay a quick visit - it usually takes only ten minutes. The clinic is very gay-friendly, and most of the docs are themselves gay.The resident who performs my procedure is a gorgeous young man, with sandy blond hair, playful blue eyes. He wears plain medical scrubs over a white t-shirt, which shows off his broad shoulders and tall, strong frame. My cock always stirs whenever he touches me, even though he tries to be very professional. But I can tell by how he checks out my crotch that he wishes this procedure would require me to drop my pants! Whenever I go to see this doctor, I always dress in something nonchalant but scruffy/sexy. In warm weather, I would wear short shorts without underwear, to give him a view of my slightly hard cock (I always get slightly hard when I see him). The bulge in his pants lets me know that he enjoys the view. Yesterday I went to the clinic wearing long baggy cargo pants (it was too cold for shorts), with no underwear, chosen so that my hard cock would make a clear tent for him to see. I wore no underwear and left them unbuttoned, so that someone who looks at my crotch can catch a glimpse of the tent pole, if he wants to. The nurse led me into the examination room, and apologized that the clinic was far behind schedule, and that I would have a long wait. I had brought some reading material, so I sat down to wait. But I couldn't really concentrate on my reading, thinking about my tall, strong doctor who was about to come through the door. My cock felt so free in my baggy pants, that all I could really think about was sex; how I would love to pull down doc's scrubs and take his cock in my mouth, taste his precum dripping on my tongue. Soon my cock was at full attention, and poking out of my fly. I gave a few tugs - the thought that he might walk in at any moment made my touch seem electric - my cock throbbed with anticipation. Then I quickly pushed my hard-on back in my pants - did I really want to flash him so blatantly? But my hard-on would not subside. Furthermore, since I was in an examination room, there was an ample supply of small packets of KY jelly. I couldn't resist opening one and lubing up my hard cock. This sent shivers down through my body, starting from my rock-hard cock. I had lost all abandon - I now hoped for him to walk in, and see me in all my cockstroking glory. I came so close to shooting my load, but I didn't want to go soft before the object of my lust could be with me. The wait was very long; I brought myself to the edge at least 3 times, then relaxed, saving my cum. By the fourth time, I was so hot, I had come to think of the examination room as my private space, and I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my shirt, leaving lots of room to stretch out my hard cock as I stroked it at the edge of orgasm. I wondered what he would think if he came in right now, seeing me with my shirt open, pants undone, hard cock in hand. Then it happened - that was the moment he walked in. I instinctively shoved my hard cock back into my pants - good thing they were loose! - and pulled my shirt closed. There was no way he could have mistaken what he saw. But he maintained his professional demeanor, made an excuse to leave the room for a moment, so that when he got back, I could make some pretense of being decent (though my tentpole cock was still obscene!). He performed the procedure in a professional way, though I was hard for the whole thing. I walked home, going over the whole episode - you can imagine the load I shot as soon as I got into the door!