Dr. Rodriguez’s hands worked with precision as he examined my cock, his fingers tracing the ridges of my penis like a connoisseur assessing a fine wine. I felt a thrill run through me at his touch, my dick twitching in response.
I’d always been attracted to men of science – intelligent, commanding, and confident – and Dr. Rodriguez was no exception. His dark eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as he asked me to spread my legs for the examination. I complied, my cock bobbing up and down in anticipation like a metronome ticking off the seconds until we’d fuck.
As he inserted the speculum, I felt a pang of excitement mixed with a dash of nervousness – would this be a routine exam or something more? My eyes locked onto his, searching for answers. The doctor’s gaze lingered on my cock before meeting my eyes, and in that fleeting moment, I knew we were both thinking the same thing: this was no ordinary check-up.
With a deft motion, he retrieved the speculum and leaned in, his warm breath caressing my dick as he whispered, “You’re quite the specimen, aren’t you?” His words sent a shiver down my spine. I felt myself hardening, my cock straining against the thin fabric of my hospital gown.
He pulled back, a sly smile spreading across his face like a work of art on display at a gay porn gallery. “I think we’ve seen enough for today,” he said, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. I knew then that this was no ordinary doctor’s visit – it was an invitation to indulge in some raunchy oral sex, and I was more than happy to accept.
As the doctor leaned in to suck me off, I felt the world around me fade away, leaving only the intense pleasure of his mouth on my cock. It was a raw, unbridled moment of desire, a fleeting yet unforgettable connection between two men – one a patient, the other a doctor – who’d found a new prescription for passion in that sterile hospital room.
