Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2004 13:50:23 -0600
From: robert brown <rbrown001@cox.net>
Subject: Unspoken Agreement, Part two

		      The Unspoken Agreement - Part 2

    The following Wednesday, as we were both about to leave, the nurse said
a patient had just come in and asked if I wanted her to tell him to come
back in the morning.

    Looking into the reception room from my office door, I immediately
recognized the same six-foot four hunk I'd seen last Friday, slowly rubbing
his crotch as he looked at the floor, deep in thought.

    Aroused watching his hand caress his full crotch, I said yes, I was
familiar with this case, but to lock up when she left. I didn't want any
more patients today. I told her to find his file and put him in the
examination room before she left.

    Moments later, as she was leaving, she said he was in the examining
room, his file on the door, and she'd lock the clinic door behind her as
she left.

    Going into the small room, I was surprised to see him already sitting,
stripped down to his loose jockey shorts, on the examining table. His
muscular thighs spread apart, his meaty crotch bulged against the stretched
pouch of his shorts, resting heavily between them, extending onto the table
itself.

    His handsome, tanned face lit up as I entered and asked how he was
feeling. He said he'd felt great for a day or so after the last treatment
but, sliding his hand down into the pouch of his briefs, he gathered his
genitals into his hand, saying the last few hours the same sore pressure
had come back into his groin.

    Sitting on the swivel chair, wasting no time, I motioned for him to
stand up, saying let's see what we can find down there today.

    Sliding my fingers inside both sides of his waist band, I slowly pulled
his jockey shorts down over the smooth, firm skin of his thighs, watching
closely as his full meat began to swell out over the elastic band and
unfold slowly before my eyes.

    Letting his shorts eventually slide to the floor, I felt the sides of
his hips shifting against my hands as he stepped out of them and, spreading
his legs, stood squarely in front of me, his swollen cock swaying
seductively close to my face.



    Looking at the incredible mass of meat in front of me, I was again
amazed at its fullness and size, but also a bit intimidated this time,
knowing its potential for pushing my desire close to the edge, clouding my
judgement.

    For some reason a little hesitant to begin, I looked at his thick,
swollen cock for a second, but soon felt my warm hands move slowly onto the
huge sack of balls bulging beneath it, feeling their warm fullness and
rubbing the underside of his bulbously fat cock with my thumb as it slid
over the back of my hand.

    At the initial contact of our skin, his lower body pulled back,
involuntarily responding to the warm sensation of my hands on his meat. But
holding it firmly in my hands, I soon felt his groin relax against my eager
hands as his eyes closed slowly, turning toward the wall to conceal his
visible pleasure.

    Experiencing the soft smoothness of his thick, velvet cock and balls
once again was immediately exhilarating. I'd forgotten, even in such a
short time, how deeply gratifying his masculine crotch felt in my hands,
slowly caressing its warm, sensitive flesh against my palms and fingers.

    Hearing him almost purr with deep satisfaction, I slowly separated his
huge balls against the palms of my hands, gently squeezing their amazing
bulk, asking if they were too sore for me to examine.
 
    Responding in a faint voice, almost as if he were at a distance, he
said no, they were sensitive, but not too painful.

    Looking up at his face, I watched his eyes open but then narrow once
more, as the sensation increased, slowly closing.  Then, shaking his head
slowly from side to side, he said once again, no, it didn't hurt at all, as
he lifted his face to the ceiling.

    Continuing to feel of his huge balls, rolling them against my fingers
and the palms of my hands, I pushed the back of my hands against his soft
inner thighs and up snugly against the tender undersides of his full ass
cheeks noticing, as I did, that the tan lines which framed his crotch were
much darker than when I'd last seen him.






    They set off his smooth, creamy white genitals and the fullness of his
sculptured butt cheeks, making them even more erotically stimulating to me,
having always found the essentially private and intimate areas between the
tan lines especially sensual and provocative.

    I didn't comment on them but, noticing some redness on the head of his
cock, I did ask softly if he'd been beating off dry handed.

    His eyes still closed, his head moving from side to side, he said no,
he hadn't beat off at all since his last visit. Then, with more force, he
added there was hardly any place he could get enough privacy for that.
Some of the guys in the barracks beat off in their bunks, but the others
knew it and made fun of them.

    He said some of them got off in the showers, if they were alone or with
guys they really trusted, but he didn't like having anyone watch him.  It
was like he was putting on a show for them.  But some of them did and
didn't seem to care.

    As he talked, I moved my hand over his cock, pushing back the foreskin
from its shiny soft head, rubbing it gently with my thumb.  Suddenly I felt
him pull back, quickly apologizing, but admitting he'd been very sensitive
down there down there since the last treatment and felt the slightest touch
of anything on his dick, especially the head of his dick.

    Allowing me to stroke it gently once again, sheltered inside its
foreskin, he said he'd also been getting hard very easily, even just
feeling his underwear moving against the sides of his dick. We both noticed
that his dick had indeed been swelling noticeably ever since I'd taken it
in my hand for examination.

    Looking down at his dick, he said he hadn't taken off his shorts in
front of the other guys unless he had to, for fear it might get hard in
front of them, especially the ones that ready stared at his big meat (as
they called it) even when it was limp and hanging down, mostly soft.

    Amused at his response to their looking, I said that was a common
reaction when one guy noticed another one with as large and prominent a
penis as I had. They were probably just comparing theirs and feeling a bit
jealous.




    Seeming to become a bit uneasy, he said no, it was more than that with
a couple of them. The way they stared was different.  Sometimes they even
showed him their dicks, hard and swollen in the shower, or as they dried
off, just to see if he might be interested in doing something.

    I asked if he meant interested in doing something sexual with
them. Lowering his eyes, he nodded silently. Then I said I wondered why
they thought he might be interested in doing anything with them.

    Shrugging his shoulders, he said he didn't know, but he just ignored
them. But it was pretty clear they were the ones interested in doing
something with him. They stared at his dick all the time, not him at
theirs.  They were the ones who never missed a chance to touch his lower
body, either pretending to make a joke, like rubbing his tan lines, or just
"accidently" over and over in the shower.

    Looking at me for a second, but then looking at the floor, he asked why
I thought his dick was becoming so sensitive, swollen and hard most of the
time and so much more now than it was before the treatment last time.

    Before I could respond, he admitted since he last saw me, he had
thought a lot about how it had felt, especially at night, and had even
dreamed about it a few times, leaving wet spots on his shorts and on the
sheet once.

    Smiling at this, as I continued once again to massage and caress his
meat, I assured him these spots indicated his prostate problem was clearing
up and responding to treatment.  I suggested he needed more therapy and
that it be a longer and more intense session this time.

    Obviously wanting to hear that, his eyes lit up at the
suggestion. Smiling broadly, he quickly looked away, saying I was the
doctor and he'd do whatever I said.

    His dick, already quite swollen from my erotic fondling of it, had
swelled rapidly to an enormous size just from the stimulation of my hand.
Everything looked more than ready for some serious manipulation, including
the patient, himself.

    Locking the door, I became very professional, telling him to lie flat
on the table and relax.  He did as I said.



    Then, as he relaxed, taking a deep breath and opening his legs, I
handed him a soft hand towel, reminding him he needed to relax and think of
nothing but the sensations he was feeling.

    As he closed his eyes and laid the folded towel across his eyes, I
dimmed the lights.  The only light in the room was the glow of my desk
light coming in through the slightly open door.

    Rubbing some medicated gel over his ass hole, I massaged it gently in
circular motions around and frequently down inside his hole, as it again
puckered against my teasing fingers, fending off my intrusive playfulness.

    Soon working his butt up against my hand, he moved his open crotch
closer to my face. Inhaling its pungent scent slowly once more brought back
a flood of erotic memories of my last experience in his groin.

    Greatly excited by them, I began to rub his tight, smooth ass hole,
moving my fingers in circular motions, separating the full cheeks of his
butt and slowly inserting my fingers slightly inside and around the sides
of his hole.

    Relaxing his hole into the movements of my hand, he helped move my
fingers more deeply inside his very tight butt.  Diverting his attention, I
caressed his huge sack of balls with my other hand, rubbing their heavy
fullness against the soft warmth of my hand with my fingers and thumb.

    Responding immediately to my movements, his dick moved anxiously
against my face until, sucking it firmly inside the moist warmth of my
mouth, I pushed back its foreskin with my tongue and sucked gently on his
sensitive exposed head.

    At first jerking his groin against my hands from the powerful
sensations of my warm, moist lips and mouth moving over this incredibly
sensitive flesh, he reacted audibly, moving his hands up and down the sides
of the table and moaning loudly in response to the mounting sexual energy
building rapidly inside him.

    Rolling my tongue over the surface of his badly swollen cock head, I
tasted small amounts of thick prostate fluid leaking heavily from his
slit. I loved this sensation, barely able to contain my pleasure and
anticipation of what would soon follow.



    Loving also the feeling of his hard, thick cock sliding over my tongue,
pressing firmly against the sides of my mouth, I sucked his full cock
urgently, stroking it firmly from its thick base upward.  At one point, he
became so excited I felt his legs close against the lower sides of my body,
as he rubbed his bare feet excitedly against my legs.

    Continuing to massage the sides of his ass hole with my finger tips, I
felt its tightness relax as he slowly yielded to the sensations it excited.
Soon emboldened by the ease with which he'd accepted both my mouth on his
cock and my largest finger deeply in his ass, I casually inserted two and
then briefly three fingers.

    Essentially unphased by the added pressure of two additional fingers
moving through and down inside his hole, he became even more aroused and
excited. Quickly catching onto my rhythm, he even moved his ass counterwise
against my fingers as he rode my fingers, while I sucked with increased
urgency on his cock.

    Deeply aroused by our synchronized movements, he leaked even more
heavily against my tongue, this time mixed with small amounts of his
pungent sperm.  As a precaution, I pulled my finger from his butt and eased
my mouth on his cock enough to caution him about cuming too soon.

    He didn't say anything. Instead, he soon stunned me for a moment by
actually placing my hand once more inside his groin and pushing my fingers
firmly against his ass hole, indicating silently his desire for more
stimulation.

    Wanting very much to slide my very stiff cock inside the tight warmth
of his butt, I was frightened even to consider trying it. I think I was
mostly terrified of the possibly bad consequences it might have on our
newly-formed, sexual arrangement.

\ No, I liked our unspoken agreement to enjoy some erotic experimentation
with one another far too much to jeopardize it by a wrong move on only his
second visit.

    Still, if he liked two or three fingers in his ass so much, I reasoned
he'd probably like my dick also, as long as he didn't have to admit what
was really happening. I didn't have much time to think. He seemed restless,
anxious to continue treatment, and the more restless he became, the easier
it was for me to decide to give it a try.

 

   Moving his butt down partially off the end of the table, I guided his
full cheeks to just over the edge and, pulling my scrubs down over my
swollen meat, I carefully aligned my stiff cock with his warm, relaxed ass
hole.

    Then rubbing a generous amount of gel over my cock, I probed more
inside his loose, slightly parted hole, moving my fingers deeper and deeper
into his ass and stretching its sides gently as he began to breathe
rapidly, moving his hole against my nervous hand.

    Withdrawing my finger, I inserted two and did much the same thing,
stretching his hole even further.  His arousal gradually increased, as did
my anxiety and my desire to slid my cock inside his ass.

    Fitting the head of my cock close to my thrusting fingers, I withdrew
the fingers on the withdrawal stroke and inserted my cock in their place on
the downward return stroke.

    My cock slid rather easily into his ass, but not without a more than
slight reaction of his body to the increased pressure against the sides of
his stretched ass hole.

    Telling him to relax and rubbing his stomach firmly, I felt the muscles
of his rectum relax and my cock slide more easily against the warm,
clinging sides of his velvety butt.  My cock immediately opened to the
incredibly wonderful feeling of moving steadily inside such intense warmth
and physical sensation.

    Holding back an audible response as much as I could, my legs began to
buckle as I thrust inside him, desperately loving the feelings which burst
inside my cock and groin from the incredible sensation of being inside his
increasingly tight and velvet-soft butt. I had to pause for a moment to
collect myself.

    His hole clung tightly to my hard cock as I felt his hands move firmly
over the sides of my body, his lower body sliding gently off my cock.

    Holding his hips firmly against my groin, I slid my cock even further
inside his body, pulling it slightly back out slowly, then teasing his
contracting ass hole with a series of quick, short strokes.




    Responding to the increased sensation, his body stiffened for a second
and his breathing became more rapid as he tried to hold my cock firmly
inside by contracting his ass hole tightly around my shaft and holding the
sides of my butt.

    The reaction to this on my cock was powerful. Again, my legs weakened
as I leaned into his body, trying to get a deep breath myself.  Neither of
us spoke nor made a sound, except for our audible breathing and a quick
grunt occasionally.

    Holding my cock firmly inside his ass, I moved his bent legs up on each
of my shoulders, freeing the pressure of his large legs on his groin and,
holding his full cheeks in my hands, I fucked his warm, tight ass for
several moments, watching his reaction closely.

    Jerking his head from side to side, releasing the sexual energy rapidly
building inside him, he rubbed the towel from his face.  I could see his
face contorted with what seemed like pain, although he was perfectly silent
except for the sound of his breathing and an occasional faint humming noise
deep in his throat.

    I eased up on his butt, waiting for a response from him. Then, as he
breathed deeply, instead of pulling off my cock, he pushed down further
against my groin, wanting even greater penetration.

    My whole body tingling from the warmth of his smooth, tight ass
gripping my sensitive dick, I pumped his hot butt once more for I don't
know how long, but at one point, I had to stop, holding back the orgasm
which seemed imminent.

     Concentrating on his heavy balls rubbing against my pubic hair and
lower stomach as his heavy breathing forced his stomach to rise and fall, I
felt my orgasm decline and, focusing my attention on his leaking shaft, I
leaned over into his crotch, sucking his dick into my mouth and moving my
lips down its length several times.  23

     Holding my cock inside his butt as I continued to suck his
hugely-swollen cock, I moved my hands up the sides of his hard, muscular
body and over his full chest, squeezing his swollen pecs firmly as I felt
his hands move over my head, holding my head motionless on his cock.




     Then, as he lowered his butt further down on my cock, stimulating me
closer than ever to orgasm, I knew we were both ready to cum.

     Sucking the head of his thick cock vigorously, I felt the huge head
noticeably flare against my full lips. No longer able to suppress his
orgasm, he suddenly released a flood of thick sperm which spilled into my
mouth, as his body jerked powerfully against mine, his hands gripping my
head tightly.

    At the same time I tasted his warm cum against my tongue, I felt a
surge of my own cum spew from my groin and deep inside his ass.

    Feeling my thick sperm moving in spurts from the head of my cock, I
pushed my face into his sweating abdomen, sucking urgently on his salty
flesh as his body twisted against my mouth.  The double impact of near
simultaneous orgasms hit both of us pretty hard.

    His muscular legs wrapped around my waist, forcing my dick to remain
deep inside his ass, I emptied an equally large amount yet a second time
inside his warm butt, the force of which caused his back to arch up off the
table as he cried out audibly and for the first time.

    Shaking from the sudden sensation, I again sucked the head and shaft of
his dick, encouraging waves of additional cum, much of which fell over our
entangled pubic hair and stuck to our skin.

    As he eased the grip of his legs on my body, he pulled his body slowly
up on the table and, in the process, pulled his tight ass hole slowly off
my still hard and throbbing cock.

    Lying exhausted on the table, his legs bent at the knee and open only
slightly, he took the twisted towel and wiped the sweat from his face and
chest, trying to get a full breath.

    Sitting down on the swivel chair, I reached for a towel and also wiped
sweat from my face as I began to wonder what his reaction to being fucked,
probably for the first time, was going to be. He was silent, but seemed
fine with it then.


    Letting him rest on the table while I went into the next room to clean
up, I discovered on my return that he was quietly asleep, so I took a damp
and a dry towel and cleaned his groin and crotch.

    His ass hole was, as expected, red and somewhat raw-looking, as was his
still enormously swollen dick, but the smile on his face revealed the
satisfaction and welcomed relief that his body actually felt more keenly.

    Later, as he dressed, we said very little, but we did agree to meet in
a few days for a progress check and possibly further treatment. I gave him
a tube of cream for his ass hole.