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By *c8484 OP Man
5 weeks ago
Dunfermline |
I was so flustered by the heat rising through me and the very obvious evidence of it that when I tried to step out of my trousers, I nearly toppled over. Catching myself just in time, I sank awkwardly onto the seat, clad only in my snug white briefs. I prayed the doctor hadn’t noticed, but when our eyes met, he was already looking directly at me. And there was no mistaking the flicker of desire in his gaze.
"Alright," he said, voice low and steady. "Let’s check your blood pressure."
He reached for my right arm, lifting it gently from where it rested in my lap. His fingers brushed my skin with a softness that sent a pulse racing through me faster than any cuff could measure. As he secured the band around my bicep, I was certain he noticed the faint, darkened patch blooming at the front of my briefs but he didn’t say a word.
“A little higher than I’d like,” he said, glancing at the blood pressure reading.
I mumbled something about work stress, something vague, anything to deflect the tension simmering between us.
“Well,” he chuckled softly, “I’m sure we can do something about that stress.”
He set the cuff aside, then nodded toward the examination bed. “Why don’t you hop up? I’ll give you a quick check over.”
I made my way over, the fabric of my briefs doing little to conceal my stiff cock. Lying back, I tried to focus on anything but the tightness beneath my waistband.
“Just relax” Alex said, his voice almost soothing.
He started at my neck, his touch gentle but deliberate, working over my shoulders and down across my chest. His hands were warm and soft, and I found myself melting into his touch, tension slipping away.
“This all feels fine,” he murmured, continuing his slow, methodical path down my torso. When he reached the waistband of my briefs, his hands hovered for a moment.
“No point in asking if anything feels off in this area,” he said with a teasing smile. “Everything looks... quite healthy.”
I turned my head slightly, just in time to catch a glimpse of him casually setting his clipboard aside. One hand now rested on his crotch, fingers slowly rubbing against the denim.
“Mind if I take a quick look?” he asked, voice low, almost husky.
“No,” I breathed.
With a careful touch, he eased down the waistband. My erection sprang free, harder than I could remember it ever being. His hand wrapped gently around the base, stroking once, then again, slow, exploratory movements.
A moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it, my body responding instantly.
“Would you like me to stop?” Alex asked, his grip tightening just slightly as his rhythm deepened.
“No”, I moaned. “But I’d like you to use your mouth”
To be continued……. |
xxx Tia 
Part one was great 
My skimpy little thongs quite moist now 
Who am I kidding 
It’s soaking 
I’m ready for more when you are hun, hehe.
xxx Tia 