Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 23:45:29 -0500
From: Ed Louis <Elouis1915@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Medical Assistant 4

This story contains sexual behavior between consenting adult males.  The
characters are the creation of the author and are not real.  In this story,
unprotected sexual contact sometimes happens, however, this author advises
everyone to practice safe sex in real life, always!


We dressed and went shopping for our gourmet meal.  First we stopped at a
very good butcher shop, where Jere bought a boneless rib roast.  I tried to
pay for it, but he would have none of it and put it on his credit card.  I
said, "Jere that is too much for you to spend on meat, $48 for a 4
lb. roast!"  "Just chill, this is a special meal and I want the very best"
he replied.  Our next stop was at a farm stand for assorted greens,
mushrooms, onions and Heirloom tomatoes.  The next place was to pick up a
box of wild rice, roasted pecans and a bottle of Burgundy, which I paid
for, even though he said it was going to be used in the meal.

As we were returning to my car, I heard someone call my name.  Turning
around, I saw one of my partners, Matt.  "Hey, Adam, what are you doing out
here?"  Then Matt noticed I was with Jere, "and with Jere?"  Quick
thinking, I replied, "I was at the office Friday evening, ran into Jere and
over the course of conversation, he told me he likes to cook gourmet
meals."  "You know I don't cook much, so I invited him to come by Sunday
and cook for me."  "We are out here shopping for all the ingredients he
needs."  "Can't wait to see if what he says is true."  "It's true,
Dr. David, you will see." said Jere.  "Dr. Manet, would you like to join
us?" asked Jere.  "If only I could, but it is my weekend with the kids and
I have to get them home by 8pm." said Matt regretfully.  "Maybe some other
time, at my house?I do have a great kitchen, with everything you could
imagine in it."  "Sounds like a plan."  I said with caution.  "You doing
ok, Adam?" Matt asked.  "Yeah, I am, good days, bad days, but returning to
work tomorrow should be therapeutic and help me with the grieving process."
"Well, gotta run; great to see you doing so well, Adam."  "Take care of my
boy, Jere."  Matt called out as he turned and walked away.

Hmmm, what did he mean by that comment?  I shrugged it off and drove toward
home.  The drive home was quiet and I noticed Jere in deep thought.
"Something wrong, Jere?" I asked.  "No, just wondering what Dr. Manet
really meant by that last comment."  "I wouldn't worry much about it, we
were doing nothing wrong and anyway, who gives a flying fuck?"  "Wow, Adam,
that surprises me to hear you say that."  "It is also so out of character
for you to float the "F" bomb." he laughed.  "I am full of surprises and as
you get to know me better, you will understand my personality out of the
professional setting is quite normal and I can be funny as well." tooting
my own horn!  "I love you, Adam and if this meal wasn't so expensive, I
would take you to bed and fuck your brains out."  "Ooh, dessert!" I
shouted.

The meal was delicious; the meat cooked perfectly rare, with a wine
reduction, sauteed mushrooms and glazed onions; wild rice with roasted
pecans, a delightful salad with a Dijon vinegarete. Yum!  I was stuffed.
After cleaning up the kitchen, we both flopped down on the couch and just
relaxed.  I said I thought we should get naked, since it was our last night
before returning to work.  I undressed Jere as he stood if front of me.
His cock was already hard and I took it in my mouth.  God, it tasted so
good.  He pulled me up and undressed me and fondled my stiff 6 inches.  We
headed to the bedroom, but I suggested we shower and cleanse our assholes.

We did, dried off and climbed into bed.  I spread my legs to present my ass
to him for the greatest rim job so far.  I was moaning my head off.  He
reached for the lube and smeared my asshole inside and out, then his cock.
He put a pillow under my ass to give him better access and slowly inched
his gigantic cock into my asshole.  Without the constraints of a condom,
the head slipped in easily, a little pain, but not like the first time, As
he slowly pushed in further it felt so good, I was almost in tears.  Then
suddenly, I farted!  A long, loud one. He pulled out and I farted again. We
collapsed in hysterical laughter. "It is all your fault, you should have
fucked me first, then fed me." I cried out.  "Do you need to shit?" he
asked.  "No, I don't think so; stick your finger up my hole and see if
there is any shit."  "Gross!" he cried, He reached over to the night stand,
slipped a condom on his finger, lubed up and penetrated my hole as deep as
he could go.  Withdrawing, there were no signs of shit.

So, he lubed up again and pushed his cock gently into my hole.  It felt
amazing and I cried out, "Jere!  Fuck me hard!".  He sped up and soon I was
spewing cum all over my chest.  I could tell from his breathing that he was
going to cum soon.  I told him I wanted him to cum inside me, not to pull
out.  He arched his back and let out a primal scream as he flooded my love
canal.  I held him closely and told him to stay inside me until he was soft
and slipped out. We were kissing passionately, when I felt his cock slip
out.  I had him kneel over me as I inspected his cock?no shit.  I took his
cock in my mouth and cleaned the cum off.  He said, "You are a nasty boy,
aren't you?"  "Yes, I am."  I replied, "and I love it."  Then he began to
lick the cum off my chest and kissed me.  I was really tired and asked him
to hold me.  He said he would, but after a resting a while, he wanted me to
fuck him.  We both fell asleep.  When we woke, we both had the urge to take
a dump.  He went to the small half bath off the living room and I went to
the master bath.  When we finished, we showered, cleansed our assholes and
returned to bed for our last encounter for this weekend.  I fucked him so
hard and deep and amazingly shot a huge load in his hole.  He wanted me to
stay in until I fell out, then after inspecting for shit, he cleansed my
cock as I had done to him.  "Now, we are both nasty boys." I said.  Time
for sleep.  Work tomorrow was going to be interesting.

After completing a project for work and a mini vacation, I find myself
inspired to develop this story.  The chapters are flowing out faster than I
expected.  I hope you like my first ever attempt at writing a story.  If
you have comments, please Email me at Elouis1915@yahoo.com, placing The
Medical Assistant in the subject line so I will not think it is SPAM.  If
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