My wedding day with Susan was just a few months away, so I thought it would be a good time to see my primary care doctor for a physical. I felt fine, but I usually get a checkup every 12-18 months just to keep on top of things.
My doctor, Dr. Jeff Hall, was my dad’s college roommate and best friend. They were also golfing buddies. Like my dad, he was early 40s, very masculine, had a gorgeous wife and was the father of two sons and a daughter around my age. Dr. Hall was my dad’s doctor so it was only natural that he became mine too. I had been his patient since my sophomore year in high school so I’d seen him many times prior to this visit. He had an excellent reputation in the community.
I arrived on time for my 9:00 a.m. appointment, weighed in and answered the usual questions from his nurse assistant. After she left, it was another 10 minutes before Dr. Hall came into the exam room. As usual, he was his cheerful, friendly self.
“Hi Mark. How are you? Doug (that’s my dad’s name) told me you and Susan are tying the knot in a few months. Congratulations. That’s great!!”
I nodded. “Yes, it’s coming pretty fast. I hope I know what I’m getting into. It’s a big lifestyle change. I love her to death, but…. well you know.”
“You sound a little unsure there Mark. What’s the problem? Are you having second thoughts?
“Oh no, not really. It’s just that there are a lot of things going on in my life right now. Finishing college, career options, the wedding plans, where to live…and, uh, well other things.”
After a pause, he said, “How’s the physical attraction between you and Susan? I’m assuming you two have been making sure you are compatible in the sexual area. Or is that one of the “other things” you’re concerned about?”
What the Hell? I’ve been seeing this guy for six years and now he decides to ask out of the blue if I’m fucking my fiancé. I never saw that coming.
“No, no that’s definitely not a problem. She’s great. Since we are at different schools, I only see her on weekends. I can’t wait to be with her. We have a lot of the same sexual interests. Sex with her and lots of it…that’s not a problem.”
“Well then, I think you realize most people get cold feet when a big decision comes up. Especially marriage. You’ll work it out I’m sure. Let’s get on with the physical exam and get you out of here. I’m really booked up today.”
“Doctor (I never called him Jeff or Dr. Hall out of respect for seniors), I need to tell you something. But you can never tell anyone - especially my father. I know you guys are best friends, but you have to promise me that you’ll never repeat this to him, my mom, Susan, or anyone else. Especially my father. He would kill me.”
“Well if it’s a medical issue, I couldn’t legally tell anyone without your permission. In any case whatever a patient tells me stays with me or goes into your private medical records. Just know that if it’s not a medical issue I probably can’t help much. Fair enough?”
“Sure. I understand. Oh man, how do I put this? Over the past month or so, I’ve had sex with three people. People other than Susan I mean. I’ve been cheating on my future wife Doctor. Yes, I know that's wrong. Worse yet, all three were men. One of them twice in the same day. Before the first time, the thought of having sex with a man never crossed my mind. Not once. Just the idea of being with a man was repugnant to me. The first guy was more of a teenager than a man and it really wasn’t my idea. He seduced me to be totally honest. But that experience with him made me want to try it more. I liked it that much. The next two were older men both about your age and my dad’s age. The sex with those two men and that boy were better than any sex I’ve ever had. Don’t get me wrong…sex with Susan is great. But all I think about is my next time with a man – or a legal teen boy. There’s a lot more to the story that I won’t go into, but that’s the basics of the mess I’ve got myself into. I am sorry to put this on you. I know you’re not a therapist. But I needed to tell someone who might be able to give me some advice.”
As I’m telling Dr. Hall all this, I realize my cock got hard just remembering those three blowjobs and fuck sessions. I’m hoping he doesn’t see the tent in my pants, or worse that I’ll still be hard when he starts his exam. I know for sure there is going to be some precum no matter what.
“Well Mark, I really can’t give you any advice on that. It’s certainly not a medical issue. I do think you should see a therapist, or maybe a family planner, a few times before you get married. He or she can give you a lot better guidance than I can. I can assure you that you aren’t the first guy to have similar concerns. It’s common for many men to want to experience sex with another man before they get married. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. I had the same thoughts when I was your age. Trust me, you’ll figure it out. I did. By the way, you are using protection when having sex with these men, right?”
My silence spoke for me.
“Mark, c’mon, you should know better. Start using protection, especially for Susan’s benefit.
Okay, you know the procedure here. Get your pants off sonny. Slip out of your shorts, and bend over the exam table over there. I’ll be right with you.”
Suddenly, I realized another man was going to be putting his finger in my ass. Instead of being apprehensive like every other time I’d had my prostate examined, I was turned on. A lot! My cock was straight out and hard as a rock. I had no idea how I was going to hide it from him, except to stand forward away from the table and hope he didn’t see how turned on I was. As I leaned forward, I heard the sound of latex gloves going over his hands. Not one hand. Both hands. Both of the gloves snapping at his wrists. I glanced back to see him putting KY jelly on them to get them lubricated -- nice, wet, and slippery.
As he moved towards me, I looked straight ahead anticipating the coldness of his hand touching me. But he must have warmed the jelly first, because warmth was what I felt when his finger touched the entrance to my asshole. He slowly and gently slid his finger further into me as far as it would go. He reached to find the innermost part of my cunt and pressed his other hand against my ass gripping the roundness of my butt. I thought I was going to cum all over the table. It was then he stuck a second finger into me. I literally had to squeeze my cock to keep the cum inside. I was pretty sure he’d never stuck more than one finger up my ass during any prior exam. But damn, I liked it and I didn’t care. He could try three if he wanted to for all I cared. He swirled both fingers around to get a good feel of my ass.
Then, just as suddenly, he pulled his hand and fingers out of my ass. I thought he might be afraid I was going to cum. I started to rise up from the edge of the table assuming he was done with the exam. He wasn’t. Instead, he roughly pushed me back down on the table with his free hand pressing hard against my back. In a strict, fatherly voice he said, “Stop moving son, I’m not done yet.”
Okay, I wondered what’s left to do. All prior exams had been over at this point. My cock was leaking so badly that I was too afraid to look back to see what else was coming.
Then I heard the familiar sound of latex snapping against skin. Then more KY jelly being dispensed. Did Doctor feel like he needed to check for something else with clean gloves? Did he sense a problem that he needed to re-check? Whatever. I didn’t care at this point. I just wanted to get the exam done so I could go jack off the biggest cum load I’d had in months.
Then I felt both of his hands spreading my ass cheeks a second time. Spreading my cheeks very wide. Sexually wide to be honest. The kind of wide I felt when Cliff and Steve had fucked my ass before. He was roughly pulling and moving my legs farther apart to be steady for this second exam.
"Move your legs apart, boy!" I obeyed.
I felt his finger at the entrance of my asshole once again. No, his fucking finger couldn’t be THAT fat. It wasn’t a finger for sure. I knew that much. My doctor’s cock was pressing tight against the entrance to my asshole. Waiting for permission to go in. My doctor is trying to fuck me. His 22-year-old patient. This can’t be. I turned around to make sure. To look into his eyes to see what he was thinking. He had removed his white lab coat and everything under it. Shirt, tie, belt, pants, underwear. All were tossed on the floor in a pile without any order. Just a hurried mess. Now, all he had on were his socks.
Goddamn he looked so hot. Fit, tanned, hardly a hint of hair on his smooth olive-skinned body, except for a full head of black hair with gray streaks along the sides. I could only see the remaining part of his cock that wasn’t already up against the entrance to my ass. The visible part I could see of his cock and balls was enough to tell me that his dick was long and fat. His ass and legs were as sexy as I’ve ever seen on a forty-year-old man. Or even most twenty-year-old men. Strong and muscular. Could I take all of this huge daddy cock, or even most of it without having my asshole destroyed? I spread my legs and ass cheeks even more to give him full access to my boy cunt.
As I looked into his eyes, he pushed me back down to the table and shoved his cock into my ass with one hard thrust. All the way in. No gentle easing in. Just a hard fucking push. I grunted and he moaned at the same time. Or vice versa. I can’t remember which because we both did a lot of each one for the next ten minutes. He started a rhythmic pumping in and out of my ass while reaching around to fondle my dick and balls.
“Doctor Hall, we shouldn’t be doing this. Your nurse is going to catch us.”
“Don’t worry. I already locked the door when I put on my gloves. I’ve wanted to fuck your tight little pussy since you were 16 years old you little slut. Every time you’ve been here for an exam, I’ve wanted to fuck you. I jacked off every time after seeing you here. I’m not stopping now having you this close after what you just told me about those other guys. I knew you were a slut and I want my part of your butt. Just enjoy my cock in your ass because I am.”
Then, he moved down to kiss me while he filled my ass with his daddy cock.
I lost my load when he did that. Just like the first time I kissed Brian the teenage boy from my summer job. I’m not sure why kissing a man (or boy) does that to me, but it does. I could suck cock and kiss men all day. Maybe I am a slut.
Doctor Hall kept pumping his condom-covered cock into my ass and I could tell he loved every stroke of it.
At this point, he stopped calling me by my name. Instead, everything was now “Son.”
Son, I love fucking you.
Son, your ass is so tight.
Son, thanks for making your daddy feel so good.
Son, I love you.
All while he was plunging his tongue into my mouth and his dick in my ass.
I didn’t mind him calling me son, because I had my own daddy issues. First, with Susan’s father Cliff, and then my fuck at Steve’s home after sucking his cock at the adult theater. Both of them were my father’s age and I loved the dad/son taboo of it. Actually, Dr. Hall calling me son only added to my own pleasure. I wanted to call him Dad, but I didn’t want to freak him out until he asked me to call him that.
I had already shot my load on the floor. I could tell he was close. With his condom on, he pumped into my ass and grunted one final time. He had filled the condom with daddy cum. And all of it was in my ass.
He pulled out, stepped back, and pulled the condom from his still throbbing cock. He started to wipe clean his wet, sticky cock and balls.
“Uh-uh Doctor. That’s for me to clean.”
I went over to him, kissed him full on the mouth, then got down on my knees to clean his cock. Even soft, it was six inches or more with a perfectly cut head. With my hands wrapped around his hot daddy ass, I ran my mouth and tongue up and down and around his balls and cock to get him hard again. It didn’t take long. With the condom gone, he filled my mouth and pushed all the way to the back of my throat. He was now 8 or 9 inches deep with his hands firmly holding my head. I couldn’t remove his cock from my throat even if I wanted to. I didn’t want to.
When I knew he was close to cumming, I put my middle finger in his ass. His cum exploded into my mouth. God, I loved the taste of him and his cum. I swallowed all I could. I didn’t know if I’d ever get another chance, so I flipped him around, pushed him up against the wall, and licked between his ass cheeks. I loved it and I could tell by his moans that he did too. After rimming his ass for a few minutes, I got up and kissed him one more time. He wiped his cum from my face after we finished our kiss.
By now, he had been paged by his nurse several times. So, we both got dressed and prepared to unlock the door.
“Thanks Mark. Every time I’ve seen your body, even before you were in high school, I’ve wanted to fuck you. I have the same bisexual feelings you do. Even though I’m happily married, being with other men or even legal-age boys is something I’ve always desired. Being best friends with your dad and not knowing what you liked kept me from approaching you. When you told me of your recent experiences with other men, I knew I had to have you. Especially, when you said two of them were older men like me. I’m sure things will work out fine for you and Susan just like they have for me and my wife. But I hope you’ll let me have your ass from time to time.”
“Dr. Hall, since I realized I liked men and what they had to offer, I know it’s going to be hard to stop. Especially with someone as hot as you. Would it be okay if I called you Jeff when we’re together? Sounds kinda strange to keep calling you Dr. Hall when we’re making love like this.
“Yeah, Mark, I agree. You can call me Jeff or Dad, whatever you like. Just hearing you call my name as we made love was perfect. I’ll admit the dad/son taboo has been a big turn on for me ever since I was young. I always wanted to fuck my own father even as a young boy.”
That reminded me.
“Speaking of fathers Jeff, you can never tell my Dad about what we did or what we might do again. He’s as straight as an arrow and he would literally write me out of his will if he found out I was a “queer or a homo” - as he always calls them. I know you guys are best friends and golfing buddies, but you have to promise me you’ll never mention that we even discussed the topic. Let alone what we just did.”
“Mark, things in life aren’t always like we think they are. You know my son Anthony, right? Football star, Track star. Baseball, basketball. Top Jock. Top 10 honors student. Girls all love him, right? And he gets his share of girls for sure.
He’s going to start Med School next fall, right? Your father has been fucking my son Anthony in my home and other places for the past four years.”
“BULLSHIT Jeff!” My dad is the most conservative, straight, manly man I know. If Anthony is telling you that my dad ever touched him in any way, he’s a liar plain and simple. I don’t believe you Jeff. Why would you tell me that? Just because I’m half queer doesn’t mean my dad is. Fucking your son? Your son is 25 years younger than my dad for Chrissakes!”
“Mark, I have them together on videotape fucking in my own home. In my bed. Together. More than once. I can show you the tapes if you want to see them. As far as the 25 year age difference…you mean like you and me? I’ve been complaining to your dad for 4 years that he’s fucking my son regularly and I haven’t even had a taste of his son. He made me promise to never touch you because he knew YOU were straight. I kept that promise until today. But only after you told me you liked gay sex.”
Now as I promised you, I’m not telling your dad, your mom, Susan, or anyone else about what we did today. I never will. That’s up to you if you ever want to. But, god, I do want this to continue between the two of us. I’ve been in love with your body from the first time I met you six years ago. I can’t have sex with my own son, but I need a dad/son relationship with a young guy like you…if you want that, too.”
“To be completely open and honest with you Mark, there is one more thing I need to tell you. Your dad and I have been fucking each other since we were roommates in college. His was the first cock I ever sucked. And I was the first guy he ever fucked. Yes, he is a man’s man, but don’t let him fool you. He likes cock just as much as he likes pussy. Maybe more. You don’t think we go golfing every weekend together and do nothing else, do you? He and I are lovers because we have the same passions, the same desires, and, yes, the same taboos. We like young guys like you. I’d leave my wife before I ever quit seeing your dad.”
In a daze, I walked out of the exam room down the corridor to the elevator and then out to my car. I just sat there in my car in silence. Stunned. It was one thing to try to figure out my feelings about gay sex. It was quite another to think about my own father with another man like Jeff and another boy younger than me like Anthony. How could I be 22 years old and not know my father was gay, or bisexual, or whatever he was? Instead of looking at my dad as some powerful corporate manager chasing skirts around the office, now I had to envision him on his knees sucking the cocks of other men, teenage boys, crossdressers, sissy cock, fucking them and being fucked by them. When I see him at home, how can I compute all that? Looking at my dad and trying to imagine him with a cock in his mouth or in his ass. How could that be? But, Jeff wasn’t lying. If he offered to show me videos of my Dad and Anthony fucking each other, it had to be true.
While having Jeff’s cock in my ass and my tongue in his ass that day should have been all I was thinking about, my thoughts were elsewhere. How could I approach my dad about this without telling him how I found out and who told me? “Hey Dad, Dr. Jeff fucked me today and I thought maybe we could talk about a few things...” Nope, that won’t work.
Seeing my dad for the rest of my life and never talking about it wasn’t going to work either. I would be meeting my parents for dinner at their home in a few hours and I had no idea how this was going to work out.
On the way there I had a raging hard on. I knew why. I realized after Brian, Cliff, Steve, and now Dr. Jeff, that no matter what happened going forward with Susan, I would always want cock. The next one and the next one.
And I knew the one I wanted next was my own father’s cock…
