“Is it getting warm in here, Mr. Vidalia?” the doctor asked. All Antonio could manage was a mumble and a slight nod. The doctor continued to massage Antonio’s back with one hand and used the other to un-tuck and un-button his shirt. He removed the shirt, arm by arm, swapping hands as he did.
Antonio stared with delight at what he was now seeing. The doctor’s abs were smooth and firm and a light coating of golden-red fur covered the skin. A slightly darker patch of hair grew from the beneath the belted slack. He could look further up the doctor’s body and saw the well shaped arms and chest as the doctor leaned, once again with both hands, across Antonio’s body. He could barely see the bottom of the doctor’s chin – covered with a goatee of golden red hair.
“Is this feeling good, Mr. Vidalia?” the doctor asked. Again, all Antonio could manage was a mumble and a slight nod. “That’s what I need to know, Antonio. It’s ok to call you Antonio, isn’t it?” Again, a slight nod and mumble was his reply.
The doctor again commented upon how hot it was and how wanted to be more comfortable. Antonio shivered again with pleasure as he saw the doctor slid one hand off Antonio’s back and that hand began to work at the buckle on his belt. Then slowly, he worked the button and lowered the zipper. Antonio’s eyes opened wider as the doctor’s hand slid the zipper down, revealing more flesh and some other fabric beneath the white pants.
The doctor used his free hand to slip the snug white pants from his hips, revealing a snug square cut pair of shorts. And, of course the fabric stretched to maintain the hard cock within. Antonio could see the outline of the head and the long cock with the slight curve. It was very appealing to Antonio, as were the thick and muscular legs that supported the shorts.
“Again, are you feeling good, Antonio?” Antonio again nodded, and he licked his lips as a moan escaped. “Good. There’s something else I think would relax you and help with your recovery. Are you willing to try a different method of relaxation?” Again, Antonio only nodded.
The doctor took both hands from Antonio’s body and stepped back, pulling his pants off completely and then removing the snug underwear. His cock pulled free of the fabric and was jutting only inches from Antonio’s face. His eyes were riveted to the cock, pulsing with each beat of the doctor’s heart. The cock was long – close to 8 inches – and very thick. The hair at the base was a reddish gold color, trimmed neatly and his balls were shaved clean. A drop of clear fluid emerged from the slit at the tip of the head, begging for Antonio’s tongue to wick it away. The doctor stepped forward and Antonio’s lips parted in anticipation.
“Now, Antonio, I want you to know that I’m no longer acting as your doctor here. But rather as an … admirer … of yours. And this certainly is not a method I use with all the patients; just the special ones – like you.” With that, the doctor took another step forward and slid his dick into Antonio’s waiting mouth.
Within seconds, the doctor and patient set up a rhythm of motions, with each slight thrust of the doctor’s hips into Antonio’s face coinciding with more pressure upon his back. Slowly, ever so slowly, each pass of the strong hands on his back slipped lower and lower, again to just about Antonio’s firm and round ass. “You do have a magnificent body, Antonio. I noticed that when I first saw you.”
After a few minutes, the doctor pulled his dick from Antonio’s lips and asked him to roll over onto his back. Antonio complied, grasping the doctor’s cock for balance as he rolled over. He finally got to look at the doctor’s face and was shocked to see it was the same man from the club the other night. He was quite pleasantly surprised with this turn of events.
The doctor must have noticed the look and said “I was there the other night, hanging out with Mark. He’s been a good friend for years and often refers injured players. But enough of that, where were we?” The doctor moved again to Antonio’s side and Antonio willingly took the hard cock across his lips. He felt the doctor’s hands roam across his chest, pausing at each nipple, lightly fingering them for reaction – they stiffened on command. More clear fluid dripped from Antonio’s cock, adding more to the pre-cum already spread across his abs and his cock head.
Slowly, the doctor’s hands worked across the chest and abs, circling around in the slick liquid of from his cock. His hand grasped the hard cock and slid up and down the shaft. Antonio moaned with the pleasure and his moans vibrated on the doctor’s cock, making him moan as well.
The doctor pulled on Antonio’s cock harder and faster, pulling more pre-cum from the head, slickening it better than any lube could. His breathing was becoming more rapid and he could feel the orgasm coursing through his body. He moaned long and hard on the doctor’s cock, and then convulsed once as the first wave of orgasm was released from his cock, churning the hot, white fluid from deep in his balls and up through the shaft to explode out the cock head and spray across his chest.
The doctor kept pumping on Antonio’s cock, pulling spurt after spurt of thick fluid from deep within and Antonio grunted with each shot flying from the head. But all the while, he also kept his lips locked on the doctor’s thick shaft, alternating sucking and breathing as his body was wracked with waves of pleasure and rocked with orgasms. The doctor released his grip on Antonio’s cock and ran his fingers through the pools of sticky white cum on his abs and chest. He brought his fingers to his lips and slid his tongue out and tasted the liquid on his fingers.
“That’s very good, Antonio. I wonder how much more I can get from you?” he winked with the last, slowly bending over and putting his own lips to Antonio’s cock. Even after having had such a great release, Antonio’s cock was still hard as the doctor’s lips and tongue slid around the cock.
Within a few minutes, the doctor stood up and then pulled back from Antonio, pulling his cock from the willing mouth. Antonio leaned after the cock, wanting it still in his mouth, but it was too far and the doctor was telling him “Patience, patience.” He walked around to the end of the table, by Antonio’s feet. He bent over and fiddled with the table. With his other hand, he supported Antonio’s ankles as the end of the table folded down and away.
“There, this is good,” the doctor said as he grasped Antonio’s ankles with both hands and slowly pointed the feet at the ceiling. “We’re going to work on some stretches now. Are you ready?”
Antonio nodded his head and moaned “yes” between his lips, waiting for the next step in his treatment.
The doctor spread Antonio’s legs apart, resting the heel of each foot on one of his shoulders; his hands rubbing and kneading each calf and thigh, slowly working up and down each leg. Goose bumps of pleasure broke out across Antonio’s skin, and a shiver passed through his body.
About every minute, the doctor would lean forward, pressing his cock against Antonio’s ass and stretching out each leg and the lower back. Antonio again felt so relaxed and yet so full of energy and recharged. No matter what, the doctor surely knew how to work the body. His hands continued to work on Antonio’s legs, rubbing and pulling the muscles.