From: KZWM25A@prodigy.com (J Hill)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: "Dental Work" (m/m)
Date: 31 Jul 1995 12:06:57 GMT

The following story contains explicit, consentual sex between adult males,
if this offends you, don't read it.  Some of the stories may be reposts. 
Proper credit is given if the author is known.
                                   
				DENTAL WORK

When I came to Florida, I asked my new boss if he knew a good dentist in 
the area.  He gave me the name of one his wife used and I made an 
appointment to have my teeth checked.  I was not prepared for the young 
good looking man who came out to greet me when my appointed time arrived. 
 He had the bluest eyes, a lean six-foot frame, brown hair, mustache, 
narrow waist, and looked to be in his mid-thirties.  He was like no other 
dentist I had in the past.  He greeted me with a wide grin and took me 
into the room where he was going to examine me.  As I followed him, I 
couldn't help but notice the strong legs and square shoulders and 
runner's build.  I even felt a stirring in my groin as I sat down.  His 
name was Steve and he didn't wear the usual white coat
but just his casual slacks and open-necked shirt.

As he examined my teeth, I found myself looking deep into those blue eyes 
up close and started to get a hard-on.  Since the bib only came down to 
my mid-chest, I had nothing to hide it so I slid my legs up so that it 
would be partly hidden at least.  I had to keep myself from fantasizing 
right then about this hunk with his hands in my mouth and about six 
inches from my face.  Oh, how I wanted to have his lips get even closer 
to mine!

We got to talking and it turned out Steve was going to Paris in about two 
months for the first time.  Since I had lived in Paris for three years, I 
offered to lend him some material that would let him get around the city 
easier once he got there.  When he returned from
Europe, Steve talked about his "friend" that went with him.  He never 
mentioned a gender but I assumed it was a female.  However, the more he 
talked about his friend, the less sure I was.  Then he told me that
his friend's name was "John" and they had been friends since childhood.  
John lived in New York and they didn't see each other often.  I then 
realized two things for sure -- 1) Steve wasn't married and 2) He was not 
living with anyone.  I started to hope...

Over the next six months, we got to know each other better.  He even gave 
me his home phone so that if anything dental came up during off hours, I 
could get in touch with him.

One time I was at a workout center with a friend from the office to check 
out the facilities to see if I wanted to join.  Just as I was  starting 
my workout, Steve walked in.  It turned out Steve came about
three times a week.  We greeted each other and then went about our 
workouts.  I kept my eyes on Steve and noticed his powerful calves and 
couldn't take my eyes off the bulge in his shorts.  I decided to wait
until he took a shower and then join him but he gathered up his gym bag 
and went out to his car without taking one.  I was really disappointed.

Soon after this experience, I had to have some serious dental work done 
and we couldn't find a good time that each of us was free.  Steve asked 
if I would come in on Saturday.  That was fine with me.  That meant that 
his female assistant and the other dentist would probably
not be there.  I got there at 10:00 a.m. and had decided to wear just a T-
shirt and shorts with no underwear.  That's all I wear around the house.  
When I arrived, Steve was already there and also was wearing only shorts 
and T-shirt.  However, I suspected that he was wearing something under 
his shorts because he looked like he had too much down there and had to 
use something to keep it from falling out.

For some reason, I felt completely relaxed even though he was doing all 
kinds of things in my mouth.  Several times, I felt his crotch push 
against my elbow as he was trying to get into a particularly odd spot in 
my mouth.  I didn't move but after he did this several times, I decided 
to push back just the slightest bit.  I may have imagined it, but I think 
he pushed back harder.  As I got thinking about this, my cock began to 
get hard and crawl down the leg of my shorts.  I feared that if it went 
any farther, it would pop out altogether.  I rested my hands in my lap to 
try to hide it and keep it in check but that just made matters worse.  My 
dick thought I wanted to play and just got harder.

Steve was finishing up and I felt his crotch at my elbow again.  This 
time, though, I could swear that it was bigger and harder.  I shifted in 
my seat and let my elbow rub it and push against it.  Now, I knew he was 
getting hard.  Just then, he said:  "Well, you're all
finished."

"Is that all?"  I asked looking up into those blue eyes with a half grin.


"Except this..." and he leaned down and kissed me full on the mouth.  I 
pushed his head to mine to let him know that I wanted him to continue.  
Soon our mouths opened and our tongues were dancing in each other's mouth.
  As we kissed his hand went down to my shorts and pulled out my hard 
cock and he began to stroke it.  I broke the kiss and said, "You sure 
know how to give service."

"You ain't seen nothing yet."  He pulled me up by my cock and took me 
into his office where there was a couch.  I pulled off my shorts and sat 
down.  He was standing right in front of me and it was obvious he
also had a raging hard-on.  I reached up and pulled his shorts down and 
the jock strap he was wearing was no match for what was inside.  I pulled 
the jock down and out popped the most beautiful uncut cock I have ever 
seen.  It was about 8 inches and I just could get my hand around it.  The 
big head was covered with foreskin even when he was hard.  I'm afraid I 
just stared at it for quite some time because Steve finally said:  "Is 
that all you're going to do?"

Obviously it wasn't so I pulled the foreskin back and ran my tongue all 
around the head.  Then I pulled the foreskin forward.  I did this several 
times and Steve began to groan with pleasure.  Then he pulled me off 
saying, "If you continue that much longer, I'm going to cum." I stood up 
and we kissed and pushed against each other, our hard cocks rubbing 
between our bodies.  I was so hot that I thought I was going to cum.  He 
broke the kiss and started kissing and licking from my
neck down...stopping on the way to suck some tit.  When he got below my 
navel, he took my cock and kissed it on the tip.  That got the precum 
going and he licked it off.  "Hmmm, that tastes good." he said. Then he 
took the head in his mouth and lovingly ran his tongue around the head.  
Now it was my turn to moan with pleasure.  In one gulp, he took the whole 
thing into his mouth and I could feel his moustache mingle with my cock 
hairs.  His throat muscles were working the head
of my dick and I was on fire.

I pulled away and did the same to him as he had just done to me.  I 
really had to stretch my mouth to take his tool and struggled to get it 
all the way down my throat.  But I made it.  I gave several strokes and 
he pulled away.  We were both so worked up that we could have cum at any 
time and we both wanted it to last longer.  Steve lay down on the couch 
and pulled me so that we were in a 69 position.  Then we   went at it in 
earnest.  It wasn't long before I felt his cum shoot
into the back of my throat and that set me off and did the same to him.  
We were both swallowing like mad and working those cocks like a couple of 
madmen.  When it was obvious there wasn't any more cum, we pulled off 
each other.  I turned around and we lay in each others
arms...kissing and running our hands all over each other.

Our cocks had gone limp for a short time but became hard again as we made 
love to each other.  We lay like that for a long time and Steve began to 
tell me about John.  They started having sex in high school and when they 
both went away to college, they would get together any time they could.  
John had an even larger cock than Steve but was cut. John liked Steve to 
fuck him but Steve couldn't take John's hot dick up his ass.  Steve told 
me that he had always wanted to be fucked but
just couldn't take John's big cock.  He asked me if I would give it a try.
  Since my cock is only 6 1/2" long but thick with a big head, he thought 
he might be able to take it.  I said I would give it a try.

We went back into the examining room.  Steve got some towels and used the 
water sprayer to clean out his asshole and then got some lubricant out of 
a drawer.  I have no idea what it was...something he used in his work.  
He rubbed it all over my cock and his hot hole.  I sat in the chair and 
he positioned himself over my hard cock.  This way he had complete 
control.  We had some problems at first and I kept telling him to relax 
and kneaded his buns.  Soon the tip of my cock had worked itself inside.  
I told him to go slow but when my dick had found its target, he sat down 
hard and my hot rod plunged into his ass.  He gave out a yell and then 
sat very still while his hole was getting used to my cock.  It wasn't 
long before he was slowly raising
his ass a little and coming back down again.  Soon the look of pain on 
his face turned to a smile of pleasure and he started pumping up and down.
  His ass was very tight and hot.  I reached down and started to pump his 
rock-hard tool in time with his pumping.  He leaned forward and we kissed.
  He whispered, "Now I know why John likes this so much."

We were both getting to the cumming point and he raised himself off me.  
My cock plopped out of his tight asshole and was so hard I thought it 
might break in half if anyone touched it at that moment. Steve pulled me 
back in his office and lay on his back on the couch
with his feet in the air.  "Put that hot piece of meat back in and fuck 
me for all you're worth."  Ever obedient, I did as I was told. It went in 
easier this time and, based on the expression on Steve's face, there was 
no pain this time.  As I slid my cock home, a wide
smile came over his face and I knew he was enjoying it.  In addition to 
the smile, his cock was bouncing around like it had a mind of its own.

Steve began to take control of his sphincter muscle and tighten it as my 
cock slid out.  This caused his muscles to grip the head of my hot dick 
and had the most erotic effect.   I had a grip on those big calves and 
began to lick up and down his legs.  I have always been a leg man and 
these really turned me on.  It turned him on too because he started to 
shoot his cum so hard that the first gobs hit the wall behind him and 
subsequent shots hit his face.  He licked the cum that hit around his 
mouth.  That did it for me, and I began to shoot my hot load into his 
bowels.  I kept pumping until all the cum I had was out and I started to 
lose my hard-on.  I pulled out and began to lick up the traces of jism on 
his face and chest.  I saved some so I could pass it on to him with a 
deep kiss.

"That was the most fantastic sex I have ever had," Steve said.  "Me, too,
" I replied.  "You don't know how long I have been wanting to do this.  
Have you ever noticed the tent forming in my pants whenever you
worked on me?"

"Yes.  I noticed and then began to look for it every time you were here.  
I kept trying to think of ways I could get you hard.  Finally, I knew 
today that it was either now or never when I saw you walk in here with 
shorts on.  That's why I wore shorts today.  I couldn't
believe it when I found you didn't have anything on underneath them. I 
tried everything I could think of to get you aroused."

"I'm glad you did.  I'm not sure I would have had the nerve.  How about 
getting something to eat?  Or have you had your lunch for today?"

Steve grinned and said, "Let's get some burgers and take them to my place 
and see what develops.  I've got lots more things I want to try. I 
haven't had sex for so long, except my fist, that I want to get my
fill."

"O.K.  Let's settle up my bill and get going.  I'm famished after that 
workout."

"I should consider your bill paid in full with the services you rendered 
this morning but I couldn't explain it my the people in the office.  The 
burgers are on me."

On the way to get the food, Steve told me more about John.  They didn't 
have any committed relationship but neither had anyone else to give them 
sexual satisfaction the way they wanted it.  He said that I would have to 
meet John the next time he came to Florida.  I replied that I was looking 
forward to it and winked.

When we got to Steve's house, we ate and then took off our clothes and 
went skinny dipping in his pool.  When we got aroused again, we went in 
his bedroom and stayed the whole afternoon and evening.  It was heavenly 
and I got home about 10 a.m. the next morning.  We get together about 
every week but I have yet to meet John.  Steve and he go back to Paris 
every year.  So do I but at different time. Sometime soon we are planning 
to all go together.  I can hardly wait!

(This is a true story.)

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