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The Physical
By Simon Peter
Hi. I'm Eddie. You have probably read a couple of stories of me. If not, here's a little information you might like to know. I'm 24 years old, slim, fairly tall, and in general not bad looking. I work in a publishing house, editing manuscripts and I go to college for evening classes for my Masters in English. I have black hair, which I wear short, green eyes, with eyeglasses that, although I actually need them to see better, they make me look intellectual, which I like.
I am also bisexual. I enjoy both pussy and cock. My preference tends to favour gay sex because I feel more comfortable with another guy, especially when we share similar interests and attitudes. I have a patch of hair in the middle of my chest with a thick trail down my stomach to my black, curly pubes. I like the way my pubes surround the base of my dick, like a little protective jungle. My cock is considered large, around 20 centimeters long, cut, with a mushroom head and a fairly thick shaft.
I am also proud of my bubble butt. It's firm and fuzzy and I love looking at my ass in the mirror. This may sound kinky, but a well-formed male butt excites me.
When I'm with a male partner, I prefer to top. But this all depends on my partner and my mood. I have bottomed for a couple of guys. The first time was painful, but the second time was very pleasurable since my partner was experienced in topping virgin ass. But basically I top.
That should do it for me.
Now I need to leave work early to get to campus since I'm scheduled for my annual physical, required by college administration. I don't much care for physicals and our campus doctor is a gruff 60-ish man with a constant frown and few words.
I barely make it to the clinic before closing time.
"Hi," I greet Karen, the college nurse, whom I have met around a year ago in the college cafeteria and later shared a few hot nights with. We had broken off amicably since neither of us was looking for a long, steady relationship.
"Hi, Ed." Karen looks up from her desk and smiles at me. Boy, is she cute! I feel a little groin quiver.
"It's almost closing time. But I'll tell the doctor that you are here. You should be the last one he is going to see today."
I nod my head and take one of the plastic seats in the hall. I watch Karen's butt as she walks over to the doctor's office. I recall the times when I grabbed, massaged, licked, and bit that butt. My cock goes into semi-hard mode. It's not that I'm a sex freak or anything, but I just like sex and I have a vivid imagination.
"Ok. Ed," she tells me as she walks back down the hall. "The doctor will see you now, but I told him that I am leaving in about five minutes. Make sure you slam the front door shut behind you when you leave."
"I love the way you talk sexy to me, Karen," I joke as I walk towards the doctor's office.
She gives me the finger. I smile as I remember the number of times I have pushed a finger or two into her in preparation for my heftier rod to follow.
As soon as I enter the office, dreading Dr. Jakes and his gruff attitude, I freeze. Standing next to the desk at the corner of the office is in no way Dr. Jakes.
"Hello?" I make my greeting into an interrogative tone to show my surprise.
The man looks up from the file on the desk and nods his head. "Come in, ah..., Ed?"
"Yes," I answer as I walk into the room. "But where is the doctor?"
"You're looking at him, kid," he says with the touch of a smirk, and he goes back to studying the file.
What? This guy has just called me a kid! I must admit that I look younger than 24, but I don't pass for a kid at all. Besides, the asshole looks even younger than I am. So the university has hired an orderly or a male nurse, now.
"Have a seat, Ed," the guy says without looking up. "I'll be with you in a minute."
Now it hits me. He has just said a moment ago that I am looking at the doctor. No way! This guy can't be older than me or maybe 25-26 at most. He can't be a fucking doctor!
As he studies the file, I study him, in profile. He is wearing a short white jacket-like robe with a stethoscope dangling from his pocket. Well, at least he is dressed like a doctor. He has dark skin, not the oriental dark skin of the Pakistanis I have seen around, but more of a Mediterranean-cum- Italian-cum-Spanish type. Shit! I am thinking of cum already. My cock stirs in interest. He has a hooked nose, so I immediately conclude that he is Jewish, ignoring my rhetoric instructor who had always made us avoid stereotyping or jumping to conclusions.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting, Ed, but I was looking at your file to get an idea about your medical history. I'm Dr. Cohen."
Ok. I establish that he is the doctor. And the name is definitely Jewish. So much for my stereotyping instructor. I mentally give him the finger.
"Would you mind taking off your shirt and getting on the examination table?" the hot, young doctor asks me as he continues studying my file.
Would I mind? I would strip naked for you, doc!
I am so glad that the offensive old doctor has been replaced by this beautiful male specimen. I strip and sit on the edge of the table, waiting.
The door opens and Karen pokes her head in. "Dr. Cohen, if there is nothing you need from me, I will leave now." She sees me sitting with a naked torso, and licks her lips with a smile. I surreptitiously give her the finger back, and then grab my crotch lewdly. She mouths the word "vulgar fucker" back at me.
"That's fine, Karen," Cohen tells her without looking up.
"See you tomorrow, Dr. Cohen," Karen is using a tone I am quite familiar with: the tone that implies sensuality and sexiness.
Cohen seems not to notice as he places the folder on the desk and walks over to me, removing his stethoscope from the pocket of his medical jacket. He looks sumptuous. I wonder if he is gay. I wonder if he would like to suck on my bare nipples that are now hardening, or better yet on my erecting dick. Yea, yea, dream on, Ed!
As he examines my chest, Dr. Cohen places one hand on my bare shoulder. "Hmmm... Do you smoke, Ed?" Shit! That's a minus for a doctor.
"Yes, doctor," I mumble apologetically.
For the first time, Dr. Cohen smiles. "You don't need to worry too much about that. I smoke once in a while too."
His hand is still on my shoulder although he has finished his chest and back examination.
"Oh?" I reply. "I would have expected some admonishment from you."
"Ed, you are still young. As long as you keep your intake of tobacco and alcohol under control, you should be fine. At least that's my philosophy in life."
Damn! I love this doc already, not only physically but how he thinks as well. Cohen gives my shoulder a couple of pats and tells me to strip off my jeans.
Of all days, I have chosen to wear a pair of tight lycra boxers instead of my usual loose boxer shorts. I am sure that my semi-erect cock will show a definite outlined bulge down the leg of the tight underwear. There's nothing I can do, so I slide off the table and pull down my jeans. Sure enough, Junior is outlined impressively.
Cohen is staring at the bulge. Shit! What must he be thinking? As I resume my seat on the examining table, I try to bring in another subject that would take our attention away from my cock, who is promising to erect fully very soon.
"So, doc, how am I doing?" I ask, placing both hands on the table.
"So far, Ed, you are doing quite fine. You are a healthy young man." His eyes move up and down my body and I detect a look that is more than just medically professional. "But," he continues, "I need you to stand up and drop your, ah.., shorts."
Ok! Fine! He wants my dick! What am I thinking? This is a fucking physical not a strip show!
I pull down the tight boxers, which drop down to my ankles. Looking down, I notice that Junior is starting to misbehave. He is well on the road to erection.
Dr. Cohen pulls on a plastic glove and reaches for my balls. Instinctively, I move one step back.
"It's ok, Ed, I want you to cough."
He cups my balls with his gloved hand. Oh man, fuck and shit and damn. Junior is fucking erect now and starting to angle upwards. I cough. At this point, I am expecting the doctor to release my balls and to tell me to put on my clothes and leave. Instead, he fondles my balls.
Yes, he does. He actually fondles my balls. My heart is beating fast and my cock is pointing straight up toward the ceiling.
Cohen slowly removes the glove and returns to my balls, standing very close, and resumes his fondling. I moan.
That is the signal. Moaning means desire, and my cock is definitely giving this impression of sensual desire. Cohen places his other hand on my thigh. Now that I don't move away, and that I am moaning with desire, Cohen grabs my cock shaft and gently strokes it. My instinctive reaction is to start pumping into his palm, making him milk me. It is time for him to moan.
I find my voice with difficulty. "Doc?" I ask hoarsely. "Is this part of the physical?"
"No, Ed," he answers with a smile, still stroking my hard cock. "This is the part that should tell you how I appreciate your physical build."
I bend and kiss the side of his neck. His hand feels so wonderful around my erection, and his response to the kiss is immediate. He presses his crotch at my thigh and kisses me on the lips. I turn around to face him, wrap one hand around his neck and the other around his waist and return the kiss with a probing tongue. He opens his lips and our tongues meet. He fumbles with his pants as we deep kiss each other.
When the doctor drops his pants and underwear, I take a step back and study him. I am impressed.
Like me, he is cut, and although his dick size is not as big as mine, it is still quite impressive, and fully erect. I move back towards him and our erections meet, head to head.
Slowly, but firmly, I guide his head downwards. I need a blowjob badly. He licks his way down my chest, sucking on the hair, to the trail, to the erection. My cock is throbbing with passion and lustful anticipation.
Doc takes me by surprise. Usually, my suck partner would test the grounds before going full steam.
They start with licking up and down the shaft, around the head, trying to estimate how much they can swallow. Doc gobbles my dick, literally. I feel as if I have been sucked into a black hole, except this one is warm and wet and hungry. Holding onto my thighs, he swallows with a lot of moaning and slobbering until he reaches the base, gasping for air, fighting back the gagging. His lips press on the base of my cock and I can feel his hot breath in my thick pubes. The reverberations of his moaning throat work on my cock like magic. It's as if he is driving a full-force current into my body through my dick.
I respond immediately, seeing how hungry he is. Holding his head by the hair with both hands, I pound down his throat. He eagerly swallows the whole length with every thrust I make. My cock head feels the constrictions of his throat muscles with every deep thrust. His lips and tongue are working overtime, milking my shaft as I fuck his face. This guy is not giving me a blow job. He is eating me, in the full sense of the word. He is fucking vacuuming my nuts. I have never been with a sexual partner, male or female, who is so eager to gobble and slobber on my tool. In no time, the build-up in my balls reaches its climax.
"Doc, I'm going to shoot my load, baby," I moan. I expect him to let go of my dick, but instead, his tempo increases and his lips/tongue ministrations intensify. My whole body is on fire. I feel the juice coming up and I make one last thrust, firmly holding his face into my crotch as the first squirt hits his throat.
Doc gags on the juice and tries to pull back. But the forceful hold I have on his head wouldn't let him. As the second squirt shoots out of my dick down his mouth, he releases the pressure of his lips around my cock shaft to breathe air since his nose is blocked by my pubes. Semen seeps out of his mouth with my third and fourth squirts. By now, my moans have turned to grunts of male ejaculation. It is an explosion of cum inside a wet, tight cavity that would put any pussy or ass tunnel into shame.
With my cock still dripping, I release my hold on his head. Doc pulls back but keeps the knob inside his mouth. I can still feel the reverberations of his moans as he licks off the last of my semen and swallows whatever has not seeped out of his mouth onto his chin and white robe. He looks up at me and I detect the traces of tears on his face cheeks. With a heave of satisfaction, he finally lets go of my still erect cock and stands up. I am already sweating and he licks around my nipples and into my chest hair. His hand finds my erection again, and he squeezes, mumbling, "Fuck! You're still erected, Ed."
I grunt, not able to manage speech after the intense ejaculation. Usually, I sustain erection even after I shoot my load, especially if the session (sucking or fucking) is such a satisfying experience. In this case, it has been much more than just satisfying. It has been electric and I am still rock-hard.
Still holding onto my dick, wet with cum and spit, and not taking off his jacket, he turns around and bends over the examining table, exposing his hot fuzzy butt to me. He rubs my wet dick up and down his crack and I realize that I am going to be up for an ass fucking. I am more than eager. I hold his hips and wait in anticipation as he guides my cock head into his hole.
Bare? No condom? No lubricant? Oh, boy. But who am I to comment? He is the doctor and it is his ass that is going to be rammed.
I can feel it puckering. I align the head at the puckered hole and start pushing with his hand still wrapped around my shaft. When I penetrate the rim muscle, he grunts with the sudden pain but pushes back onto me instead of trying to get away. Taking his hand off my dick shaft, I apply more pressure and slowly enter him, stretching his ass muscle to accommodate my thick tool. He turns his face around to look at me and I bend over his back and reach for his mouth with mine. As my cock buries deeper inside him, our lips meet and our tongues probe into each other's mouth.
I am completely inside him. I still and grind my groin at his butt cheeks. He meets my grinding with more pressure. I am so deep into his body that I can feel his insides being pushed back into his bowels with my probing, invading cock. With our mouths locked I start to slowly fuck him.
With every deep thrust, I feel his fuck tunnel adjust more to my shaft. I wait until I feel that my thrusts are not forcing his ass to stretch wider. My thrusts quicken with more force. Doc moans into my mouth as I fuck his man pussy. In and out, maintaining my cock knob just inside his rim muscle, and then driving full force into him, my balls slapping at his butt with every deep thrust. I let go of his hips and reach under his jacket and shirt for his chest. I can feel that he is smooth, but that he has a lean, chiselled abdomen. His nipples are hard and I squeeze them. My mouth has moved to his neck and nape and he throws back his head in response. My pounding is forceful by now.
"Give it to me, Ed," he grunts with every thrust. "Yes, man, fuck me."
And I do just that, giving it to him hard and deep, fucking his brains out.
"I'm almost there, baby," I whisper into his ear around perhaps five minutes later, nibbling on the lobe, sweating. "I'm going to explode, doc."
He immediately pulls away and my cock plops out of his ass. As he gets on his knees in front of me, he mumbles, "Feed my face, Ed. Cum on my face, stud."
I stroke my pulsating cock shaft, slick with his ass juices, as he wraps his lips around the tip. His hand cups my balls and squeezes for the cum. His other hand is fingering my own hole.
When I shoot, it is more intense than the first time, with his wet lips just touching the cock head and his finger already inside my ass. My squirts hit his face, first on the lips and then on the eyes, hitting his hair as I splash cum all over him. Licking his lips, he guides my shooting cock around his face. I almost crumble on the floor with the intensity of my ejaculation.
Finally, I heave with lust as the last drops of semen leave my cock slit. Doc stands up, still licking cum off his lips.
"Ed," he says between licks and with a just-fucked look on his face, "this is the hottest, fuckingest fuck I have ever experienced."
I laugh and reach for his dick. It takes me two or three strokes to feel his body stiffen and his juice eject into my palm and onto the floor. His dick throbs with his squirting and I milk him for every drop.
As I reach for my clothes, I ask him, "So, Doc, when should I come for my next physical?"
"Well, Ed," he answers, still out of breath, "from what I have just witnessed, I would say 24 hours should be more than enough for you to need another release. Don't you think?"
I am looking forward to tomorrow's physical. And, by the way, I think as I slam the door of the clinic behind me, Karen, eat your heart out. I have never fucked you the way I have just fucked Doc!