This was just too embarrassing, there was no way I could let the other guys in the barracks know. They'd told us we were moving through tick heavy areas and to take precautions but I'd never even noticed the tear in my uniform pants. So I'd never noticed when the little bugger crawled up my legs until we'd gotten back to base and he'd dug himself in my ass good. There was no way I'd be getting him out cleanly myself and I couldn't trust the other guys to help me out.
I'd joined the army to have something to distract me from the uncomfortable thoughts about other men, and at bootcamp it worked. I was too exhausted to even think about all the hot sweaty men around me and I'd even dropped a few pounds and gained some muscle especially around my ass. The idea of having Bill, John, Maps or even Sarge standing behind me putting their fingers right up to my pucker already had me weak in the knees, I couldn't risk it. The doc wasn't a looker and had probably seen it all, surely he'd be quick and clean with it.
...
"Yeah, the old doc had some sort of medical thing pop up, I'm his replacement." The unfamiliarblie eyed and dark haired man told me as I stepped up to medical.
"I'm Doctor Hard, so what'd you need to see me about today." He asked as we stepped inside his small office.
"You've hot to.. I mean got to not tell anyone about this." I said.
Of course, Dr Hard said with a sly smile spreading across his face, so what's the issue?
I took a deep breath and explained that a tick had latched on right next to my asshole. The doctor stiffled a small chuckle and told me to undress and get on the observation table and spread out. I could feel my heart beat a mile a minute but unzipped and climbed up. On the table I bent forward and arched my back down and my ass up. As Dr Hard leaned forward to inspect his hot breath made my hole pucker. I had to hope he didn't notice it.
"Y'know most men, even army men used to taking orders tend to balk at showing me this uh particular part of themselves." He said as he grabbed a thin pair of tweezers. With just a slight pinch hed pulled the thing off and killed it. I felt relief wash over me and started to get back up. "Not so fast, that thing was on you for quite some time, I'll need to... Make some observations. Hard said.
" Was his voice breathier as he said that?" I thought. Regardless I didn't want to unpset him so I stayed put.
"You know aside from where that tick latched on you've got a wonderfully pink ring, that's *ahem* a sign of good uh health. As he spoke I felt his warm ungloved finger brush up against my hole and I couldn't stop a sigh. "I'll need to probe a bit deeper of course, make sure our friend here was the only one." He began to spread me out more and another moan slipped out. "I see." said the doctor before resting a digit at the center of my rosebud. "So how does that feel?
"Ungh good sir." I said resisting the urge to push back and feel his finger in me.
"And how about this?" He began to trace around my hole slowily putting more and more pressure on me.
" Oh that.. that feels really good sir"
" Mmmn I'm sure it does." The doctor replied before reaching under me to grab my rock hard cock. "That confirms it, you really are a fag. I'm gonna have some fun tonight then."
He had big hands that made my 4 ½" dick seem miniscule. He continued to hold my cock with one hand as he brought his other thumb to his mouth then to my hole a thin strand of spit briefly connected the two. He ran his thumb in slow circles before pushing into me. I let out a gasp. Slowly he pushed deeper my hole swallowing his thumb eagerly. He pulled it out and grabbed a bottle of medical grade lube from a low cabinet. The cold liquid was a shock of contrast against the warm fullness of a moment ago. After he slathered my hole he began to undress, pulling his coat and shirt off to reveal a thick muscled torso covered in black chest hair. Next his pants. Until hes standing behind me white breifs straining to contain his bulging cock a large wet spot at tip. I strain my neck to look behind and drink in his body as he pulls his briefs off and his 7¾" rod springs out framed by a trimmed bush and two huge balls.
The examiner's table lowers until my hole is level with Hard's member. I feel his cockhead press against me and an electric warmth washes away the cold of the lube as pushes into me.
"He's thick, too thick for me!" I think before his deeper calming voice assures me, "this is going to hurt, but it'll feel good for me, and eventually good for you too. So hold on."
He slowly feeds me his cock taking a few moments to let me adjust, the searing pain of being stretched is hell but that fullness is heaven. I'm moaning just from feeling him in me before he's even in to the root. I clentch and unclench around him and the pain starts to fade fast.
"Yeah that feels good, you're a natural, now get ready, I'm going to really make you feel it." He starts to moan and I feel him pulling out of me until he pushes back in quickly. As he does I feel every inch of him and then I feel his head bump my prostate and I nearly cum right there. He feels me clench and pulls to do it again and again.
"You like that don't you? You dirty little fag bottom!" He's pounding at me full force hitting my prostate every time I hear his panting in my ear and suddenly I can't take it anymore. I shoot on to the exam table below me and feel my whole body clench around him, he starts thrusting harder and harder into me reaching deeper as I'm lost in my orgasm. His whole body shudders and he burries himself even deeper into me and I feel his warm load paint my guts. He colapses onto me our bodies a warm, sweaty, sticky mess. He pants in my ear as he catches his breath and his moustache scratches me.
"I've barely been here a day and I've already found a fag, Sarge'll be thrilled to try you out y'know."
