Later than day I was expecting three students who needed a dental exam for their freshman records. Sean had gone out for a bite, I munched on a health bar and waited the kids. Right on time they arrived a few minutes from each other. Looking through the peep hole in my office door I sized them up. (Well I don't exactly mean that, not yet.)
There was one muscular jock type, buzz cut and all. Another boy was slim and nerdy, dark plastic glasses and all and the third was a Korean kid. I've gotten pretty good at knowing the different look of various Asian boys. At the college, the student population is one third Asian.
Apparently the guys didn't know each other and they introduced themselves. I was amused at how different my age group mid twenties perform their meet and greet. The Korean boy bumped fists with the jock and the nerd just gave a thumbs up. But I did catch their names, jock boi was Dave, Nerd was Jason and Mr. Seoul was Kwan.
After the intros, they sat looking bored. I decided to do the paper work in the waiting room, using the table there. Then I would do a quick visual check up. I came into the room and everyone guy stiffened. They were scared of dentists. I immediately introduced myself and said, "No pain today, just doing a quick checkup." You could see the release of tension.
I sat down at the table and spread out my folders. "Suppose you go first Dave?" The poor kid jumped at hearing his name but he came over to the table and pulled up a chair on the other side. I began routine questions. This interview, and the interviews with the others would likely have been a boring event except...
Except Sean had returned from his hamburger at Macdonald and nodded to us and proceeded into the office. What he did, giggling to himself, was to turn the screen to its most narrow focus, hardly more than a one inch ray and he trained that at the peep hole. He then opened the door a crack and waited.
As the boy was answering the question at to the name of his regular dentist and if he had any teeth straightening (his teeth were nice, white and good alignment) a blue light spot appeared on his smooth forehead. His blue eyes opened wide and a faint smile played on his lips. I knew exactly what was happening. I saw, and the other two boys did also, that his hand went to his lap and his big jock hand snaked up his short shorts to find his prick that must have been calling for attention.
He answered my questions with a robotic voice and his eyes were at half mast. This kid was cute, nice even features and full lips. Of course he was built like a footballer. I figured that this interview was doable even though he was partially zonked, but more happened.
This was a narrow table. I jumped slightly as his big warm hand began to stroke my cock. I was wearing my unlined scrub pants with no underwear. It was as if I was naked. I heard some snorts and giggles from the other two boys sitting together on the couch. Dave ignored, or didn't hear them. Then Sean decided that they had to be brought into line. He widened the focus of his beam and Kwan and Jason stopped their laughing and sagged slightly on the couch, their eyes lowering. As they slipped deeper into the effects of the dental box, Jason's head fell on Kwan's shoulder. Sweet!
I tried to be normal in this weird situation and continued to ask and, surprisingly, got intelligent answers from Dave. This showed that the device did allow frontal brain activity. Okay, I was normal, but Dave was getting very sexual with me. Looking into my face attentively, his hand was busy at its task. He pulled the tie on the pants and husked to me, "Doc, stand up."
This boy was a natural leader, and I, perhaps, was a horn dog. I stood up and my loose green cotton pants slid to the ground. I heard a chorus of "Hot!" coming from the couch as Kwan and Jason eyed me through their hot eyes. Dave meanwhile, using his flexible body, slid under the narrow table, sliding his pants down at the same time and steered my prong into his mouth, that mouth of perfect teeth and large pink tongue.
While I was huffing and puffing from the hot, wet intimacy, Kwan and nerdy Jason were on their feet, pants at their feet and arms around each other. Strangers kissing, I thought, what could be hotter. Who could imagine that seemingly diffident Kwan with his long smooth legs and composed face could get so hot from that kiss. Who could imagine that Jason, the math boi could ignore his fogged glasses and be a kissing demon.
Seeing them got me all worked up. Somehow the sight of hot young fellows sliding into great passion can be very affecting to the watcher. My prick had reached that hard stage and I was slightly humping the jock's mouth. I could hear him gasping with his avid sucking and self wanking. The room was filled with the sounds of young passion.
As Dave now had found my ass, Kwan across the room had found Jason's. Both Kwan and Jason were pantsless, somehow they had lost them a moment earlier. Jason was a surprise. He had strong hairy legs. Biking to the library I guessed. And his ass was beyond cute. Perfect firm halves dusted with hair. I checked out Kwan, he was stuff that dreams are made of, that is, if you admire long slim coffee-with-cream colored skin and a matching, prick under which hung balls of lavender hue, and those pubes, long fan of glinting back, jutting out provocatively It was so hot seeing Jason so compliant. This device seemed to bring out latent desires. His face was screwed up in concentration as he leaned over with his hands braced on the arm of the couch. He waggled his rump in invitation and called out to Kwan. "Come on Korean boi, do it!"
Kwan shook his long slim cock to bring it to even firmer erection. He gasped Jason's boney hips and aimed his prick head at the target, a red circle of pucker, opening and closing in impatience. With one push he entered the DMZ. Jason let out a whoop of surprise but recovered enough to push back and forth to encourage a heavy fucking.
Meanwhile my boy was clutching mt ass checks and getting me to feel my sexual needs centered there. He pulled me around and in a moment his long muscular jock tongue was sliding in. It fucked me and searched for the switch. He found it! I began moaning like a loon. I was always super sensitive when my prostate was touched. I hadn't been fucked since I was a young teenager but at this moment I was about to plead with the zonked kid to do it. Suddenly he retracted his tongue.
As I watched, he gravely pulled up his pants and sat down on the chair as before. There was nothing left for me to do than to pull up my stuff and sat back down. His face composed, he answered the last question I had answered.
I was not perplexed. I knew that Sean had, after enjoying the scene, shut off the device. I heard him lightly chuckling as he pushed it back to its original position.
Across the room, the boys had redressed themselves and were reading magazines, the only ones I had, women's type from three years ago. They studiously ignored each other as boys do. I knew they had no memory of the sex stuff.
I finished with the three kid's questionnaires and gave each a visual exam, everything serious and non sexual. When they left, Sean who had been resting in the waiting room came into the examining room and found me putting my instruments into the sterilizer.
"You still hot assed?"
"What? You're a pervert. Time for you to go home. You did enough damage here."
"You think so? I know you want it. That muscle boy had you on the verge of bending over and I know you want me to finish it. Drop draws!!!"
He said that by actually shouting. I did it. It was a mixture of heavy need and my compliant nature, besides, I have always had a fantasy of being fucked, especially by the handsome 6' 5" Sean.
He roughly pushed me onto my dental chair and pulled off me pants. Again, for the second time today, I was bare naked from the waist down. My hole was already yearning and empty. He looked down at me seeing the pleading look on my face.
"Just be brave Doc, this won't hurt a bit." He lifted my legs and ordered me to hold them up. He eased his fat prick into my hole and then pushed it home.
At that moment I loved this guy. He was the one who was making me happy, fulfilling a dream. I whispered, "A kiss before you really start."
He leaned forward. Yipes! I could feel that the final inch had pushed his thick pubes against me tender ass cheeks. He kissed me deeply. My ass hole responded as well, pulsing and opening and closing around his tube. He began moaning into the kiss and we were dripping spit together. Finally he moved back up and began a slow steady in and out fuck, each push and withdrawal bringing me closer to orgasm. I didn't try to hold back, didn't try to be the clever lover, I just wanted it. I wanted to feel a crashing, mind blowing loss of self. I heard him grunting and his face was grimacing beyond recognition. I knew that he was on the verge of losing it. Then he screamed out and his thrusts became shorter as his prick gates opened up and flooded my ass passage with spooge.
It brought me to my final involuntary release. My prick shot long streams, the first hitting my mouth. I licked it and gave in to several more spurts. We finally used up our current supply of cum and stopped.
"What a mess you made doc."
"Yeah, and more is dripping out of my ass, your stuff."
We cleaned up a bit. Sean asked me, "Do you think we should continue using the magic box?
"I have my doubts. It's more of a sex toy than a dental device. Maybe we should gift it to a gay baths."
"I think that's a good idea. We don't need it do we?
"Naw, look, I'm getting hard again."
"You're a dawg. Maybe I should close up my practice and move down here," Sean said "You're going to need me a lot."
I just grunted and pulled off my scrubs, top and bottom.
End of story