Doctor's office (re-imagining)
Just do you all know, i don't have a word processor with spell check so i'm sure there will be lots of spelling and grammar issues. Please just try to enjoy the story as is and ignore those things. Also it's the first draft so it's a bit rough by nature. Enjoy!
It had been three years sense i'd seen Dr. Brown, but i'd always kind of liked him. He was an older guy, like most doctors, but he was a Lion which was weird for a doctor. What was even weirder was that he specialized in canine health. As a wolf, that included me, thus my previous visits to Dr. Brown. I had spent three years in the army though, and i haven't spoken with him sense I had to request the medical records be shipped over to the army.
I wondered if he'd even recognize me. I was sure he saw probably hundreds of clients a day, well...maybe not hundreds. In fact i'd been the only client here during the 10 minutes i spent in the waiting room and a couple of minutes i spent in the hallway getting my weight and height logged by the sassy possum nurses. They'd taken my blood pressure, and temperature also then left me here to wait for Dr. Brown about five minutes ago.
It was cold and somewhat cramped in the office. There were two shoddy chairs set off to the side, presumably for parents who needed to come into the exam room with kids, a rolling stool, and of course the paper covered examination table. I sat on the last of that list, chringing everytime i had to gall to twitch and the paper felt it needed to shreik about my movement. After a few more moments i heard a polite knock at the door, and before waiting for my answer, Dr. Brown pushed his way in.
He looked a bit older than i remembered him, with more gray coming into his impressive mane. He wore glasses like i remembered, and despite his age, he had extremely sharp and alert eyes. He wore exactly what i expected: dark slacks, a button down shirt with a tie, all covered with a white lab coat and a stethoscope hung around his neck. He grinned broadly at me and reached out with his right hand, his left occupied by his clipboard of paper.
"Mr. Smith." he said warmly. "It's certainly been a time sense i've seen your face."
I shook his hand, his paw enveloping mine easily. "Too true, Dr. Brown."
He released my hand an thumbed over a few pages that were clipped to his clip board. "So, let the meeting of the two men with the most generic names in existence commence." He looked up grinning again, and pulled a pen from the right pocket of his lab coat. "It says you're here for the initial physical to transfer me back to being your primary care provider."
I nodded and he made a little note. "You look bigger. Built like a brick shit-house as they say. How much weight have you put on?"
I was a bit surprised by his language, but not bothered in the least. I'd probably let a few words slip by in the next few minutes anyway. It had become part of my dialect. "I put on about 35 lbs. Took me a bit, but i got pretty heavily into lifting while i was gone. You look great too Dr. Brown, do you workout?"
"Mostly just run." He explained. "I've always been of a naturally large build, so i lift now and then, but mostly i just run and do some circuits, nothing compared to what you do i'm sure." He eyed me up and down quickly. "Well ago ahead and remove your shirt and we can get started. I did, and he started all the normal things like checking my heart and lungs for add noises or whatever they check for with those stethoscopes. We made smalltalk while he did.
"So do you have a girlfriend?" he asked. "They must be all over you looking like this."
I shrugged. "Nah, not really one for girls." that gave him pause, then he recovered and continued smoothely.
"I never knew that about you Mr. Smith."
"For christ sakes call me Greg, doctor." He laughed a little in his deep baritone.
"Well feel free to call me Daren. So, boyfriend then?"
I shook my head. "Not at the moment."
He paused again, noticing something. "So you went that whole time in the army without letting anyone know that you were gay?"
I nodded. "Yeah, wasn't so bad honestly."
"Are you sexually active?" He asked, sounding a little too curious.
"Not for three years."
"Wow." was all he said.
It was an awkward segway, but i asked "So how's your wife and kids?"
He shrugged. "The kids are good, all moved out and on their own. Making their way." A faint smile touched his lips. "My wife and I however, felt it was time to separate."
"Oh, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring that up."
He shook his head. "No, no it's fine. It uh, was my fault but it couldn't be helped." He didn't continue.
"Daren, you can't say something like that and expect me not to inquire further." He snorted a short laugh.
"I suppose not. Well, i suppose you're exactly the right person to say this to." He paused, and my curiosity was fully piqued. "She, uh, found some things on my computer. Some files left that i thought i'd cleaned up. Some, uh, different kind of porn."
"Gay?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah, and she started freaking out. I tried to explain it was an impulse i'd had sense i was younger, and i thought i was done with it, but it came back every now and then. I'd never cheated on her, with a man or a woman, and i never would, but she was too freaked out. She finally served me with papers, and that was that." He sighed whistfully, the shook his head as if snapping out of a day dream. "Oh wow, i'm dreadfully sorry, that was incredibly unproffessional of me."
I smiled at him. "No not at all. It's fine. Aren't you worried that word will spread and you might lose your practice?"
He looked surprised like he'd never thought about it before, then shook his head. "No, i couldn't lose my practice. That would be discrimination, i could lose clients though."
"Not too many straight guys would be happy with a gay guy checking their stuff." I brought up, and he agreed.
"The thing is, i'm not even sure if i'm gay. At 55 i still am unsure of my sexual orientation. Isn't that pathetic?"
I shrugged. "Nah, i wouldn't use the word pathetic. Have you ever done it with a guy before." I could almost see him blush through his thick fur, and he shook his head.
"No never, I uh...i have to admit i have always had a sort of thing for you though." I was as surprised as i could be, mostly because I'd always sort of had a weird thing for him.
"Woah, really? Thats..." My turn to pause uncomfortably. "a coincidence." His eyes lit up a bit, fore he'd been looking a but bashful and downtrodden for the last few moments.
"But i'm way older than you." He protested weakly.
I shrugged. "I like that, and most of all i like you. You've always been great to me." We were silent for a few moments.
"Well lets go ahead and finish this exam i suppose, and we can figure out what to do about...whatever, later." He said, then looked at his clip pad and realised with a bit of shock what was next. "Uh, stand up, and drop your pants, please." He said in a half practiced, and half stuttering diction.
I stood up, suddenly a little bit nervous. I'd always been sort of uncomfortable with my "naughty bits" being the center of attention, but after the conversation we'd just had, it made my nerves even worse. I hopped off the table, and he went and sat on his rolling stool. He rolled up in front of me, and i undid my jeans and without further hesitation, dropped my pants and boxers to around my knees. Immediatly i could feel the tingling in my balls and my cock begin to swell with blood. I tried to hold it back, but the second Daren touched my sac i knew it was a losing battle.
"Turn your head and cough." He instructed, his voice quieter than before, but still the same deep baritone. I did so, and i troubled a glance down as i waited for him to feel his way to the other side and i saw that my dick was already starting to rise. He checked the other side, and i coughed, then immediatly began apologizing and reaching for my pants.
He held up a hand and stopped me. "Hold on a second. Really i'm flattered, Greg."
We met eyes and i saw what he had in mind. "I told you i had a thing for you." My eyes involuntarily snapped to his crotch and i could see through his slacks, tightened by his sitting, that he was either swelling quickly, or was so incredibly hung that it disturbed me.
He reached out his hand again, but this time instead of fondeling my balls, he touched, and rubbed the growing tip of my cock. "Three years," He said. "do you want to..."
"Oh god yes." I exclaimed. He smiled wickedly and pulled my pants down to my ancles then rolled in close.
"I've never done this before, do you mind if i give it a try?" He asked, as he grabbed awkwardly onto my still growing cock and began to fondle it lovingly.
"Have at it, in just one sec." I said. I could tell his cock was moments from bursting the top button on his pants. I reached out and undid the button, then pulled down the zipper, revealing that he was wearing briefs. For some reason i loved it. I could somewhat see the size of his growing manhood through the white cotton fabric. It was certainly impressive, though not terrifying as i thought it might be.
"Looked like it was getting tight in there." I explained. He smiled his appreciating. My erection was almost at full past, and he was looking at it hungrily. "Go ahead." I encouraged him. He pulled my dick towards his mouth and quickly took much of it into his maw. Holy shit, i thought, that was impressive. I was no lion, but i was pretty huge by wolf standards. He carefully went about sucking my dick with amateur enthusiasm and lack of grace. He was obviously being careful of his sharp teath, and he avoiding applying too much pressure with his rough tounge.
The warm and wet grind of it was amazing, and i reached down to masage my balls. Immediatly, Daren noticed and pulled my hand gently away, then took over the act himself. His big left paw gently prodded and kneeded my balls while his right began rubbing up and down my stomach, which i flexed for his sake and he maoned his appreciation. I started to massage his skalp just behind his ears, just for the sake of touching him while he did me so nicely. After a few minutes he pulled his mouth off and looked up at me.
"That is the last thing on earth i thought i'd enjoy." He said.
"I bet you'd like being on the recieving end even more." I responded. I knelt down and he stood up. I pulled his pants down around his thighs, and then slipped his briefs down to join them. His cock was truly a thing of beauty in my eyes. He had a thick line of hair the golden brown color of his mane that ran down from at least his belly button and broke out into what i could only refer to as thick pubic fur. It was salt and peppered with grey fur, and smelled pleasantly musky and masculine.
His cock was all that a penis should be. Thick, long, and rock hard as i began working it with my hands. A slow pur was growing in his chest, which increased in volume as i opened my mouth and began my work. I hadn't given too many blow jobs in my day, but i had some idea of what i was doing. I continued to work the base of his shaft with both of my hands while taking as much of him into my mouth as possible. I found he was uncut and tounged the skin softly. He was moaning now, a little louder than i was comfortable with in the public office, but i didn't stop.
I started to rub his balls as he had mine with my left hand then reached up between his legs with my right, and around to the back door. He looked down at me surprised, and a little unsure as i started to weasle my finger in between his cheeks, then he nodded, looking a little nervous. I retreated with my finger and my mouth quickly, then scooped up some pre that was leaking ravagly from his cock and spread it around my finger.
"Is this going to hurt?" He asked.
"No more than a prostate exam." He seamed to relax at that. Apparantly he'd never thought of it like that. I took much of his cock back into his mouth and pushed my finger back to the cusp of his tight hole. I slowly started to slip it in without too much trouble. He twitched a little as i did, then surprised me by reaching back, and pushing my hand against his ass as he ground down against it.
"Wow," He gasped. "can you give me two?"
It's hard to laugh with a cock in your mouth, but i pulled back my finger and added a second one. This time i met some resistance, and he didnt rush it like he had the first finger, but eventually i was as deep as i could get, and i began moving them in and out smoothly and carefully. This continued for a time, and then i stopped, removed myself from him and vice versa, and stood up. He looked disappointed.
"Do you have any lube in here?" I asked. He nodded, looking both excited and unsure, then turned and retrieved some from a small cubbard of medical supplies behind him. He handed it to me. "Any condoms?" I asked.
"At the front counter," He said shortly, then added "But i know for a fact you're clean, and i give you my word that i am. I was always careful, and married young."
It was probably stupid, but i believed him, and popped open the lube, then began to rub it on his rock solid dick. "You're going to need to go slow, i've never taken anyone nearly as big as you before." I explained. "Plus i've only been on the reciving end a couple of times." He looked surprised. "I'm usually a top." I explained.
He took a moment to process this. "Wait, you don't have to do this if you don't wait to."
"As i've said twice now, i really like you, and i really want to." I stepped out of my pants and bent over the table then. The doctor was thoughful enough to add some lube directly to my pucker before slowly pressing his huge cock against it. My nerves were returning a bit, but i did really want this. He incredibly slowly began to apply pressure against me, and I against him. As i started to feel my ass spread, I felt a bit of pain grow as he continued to press onward, streatching me wider and wider.
I grunted back the pain and heard him gasp as his head made its way inside me. I remember my first time and i had had a similar reaction. He pushed on a little quicker now, and I breathed deeply and grit my teeth, keeping quiet against the pain that was slowly melting away into unbelievable pleasure. I rested my snout on the table between my elbows and started to imenssly enjoy the sensation of the doctor filling me more than i'd ever been in my life. It was absolutly amazing.
He somehow reached the apex where his balls pressed firmly against my ass, and his cock was stabbing the shit out of my prostate. No pun intended. He quickly undid his shirt and coat and threw them to the side, his tie comically staying on. He leaned over me and pressed his body against mine. I could feel that that thick mane of his traced down into thick chest fur, then followed a line down until it hit his pubic fur which i could feel pressing against my ass.
His face was next to mine, his mane pressed tightly to my left ear. "I know for sure now." He said quietly. "Thank you so much."
"You don't know until i take you." I grunted. "but you're welcome. Now finish up so i can have a turn."
He postured back up and slowly began to thrust in and out, gaining speed and rythm as he went. Very soon he was pounding me quite agressively, his huge nuts slapping loudly against mine.
"Oh my god, oh my god." I breathed heavily against the table. My cock was spewing pre at an alarming rate. I'd never came hands free before, but i could feel that i was about to. Without suggestion, Dr. Brown reached around from behind and started working my cock with his big right hand while simultaneously pounding me silly. It was too much and i blew my load, he a fraction of a second after me. I felt him fill me to bursting with hot Lion jizz and he pulled his cock quickly out so my ass could drain.
I shot a few ropes of cum onto the side of the table while he shot a few of his own onto the floor. I stood and turned around. "Do you want a turn?" I asked. He nodded, suddenly nervous again. "Lay on your back, on the table." I instructed. He did as he was told, totally naked now. I spread some lube on my still solid cock. That was another thing that had never happened to me before.
I walked up to the table, and lifted Darens big golden legs up so that i could access his hole. "Are you flexible anough for this?"
He nodded. Despite his age and the grey in his fur and mane i could see hard lines of definition in his abs, and across his huge furry chest, which was still heaving and sweaty from my recent pounding. "Is it going to hurt?" He asked.
"Probably a little but, but i think you'll like it after a minute." i said, and began to push my cock against him. I wanted to take him like this soely so i could see his face, those glasses and that big sea of salt and pepper chest fur that for some reason all turned me on so much. I started to penetrate his incredibly tight hole and he grunted a bit, as to be expected. I was gentle and pushed slowly deeper and deeper until i was half way inside. He was breathing heavily again, and playing with his big cock slowly.
"Go on." he encouraged, and i obliged. I pushed and pushed and pushed against surprising resistance until finally i was hilted, all the way inside of him. He was moaning now in pure ecstasy. His big furry balls were pressed against my lower stomach and mine were against his ass. I took over working his cock with my lubed up hands.
He looked appreciative. "Fuck me, please." He begged, his voice the same deep booming thunder as always, despite his pleading. I began to fuck him quicker and roughly perhaps than i should have, but he didnt seem to mind. I pushed hard and fast, his balls now slapping against my stomach, sweaty and moist. His ass was so tight it was an honest to god workout to fuck him. I leaned forward and grabbed a hold of his thick graying mane at his chest and used it for leverage.
He shook with pleasure as my right hand let him release for the second time today. Seeing him cum and the tightening of his ass brought me over the edge as well. I blew my load gratefully inside him while he continuously shot more and more cum all over himself. I pulled myself free just as he was finishing his frezied orgasm and panting again in a frenzy. I helped him to sit up on the table after a few moments, and i sat next to him. We just sat there, leaning against one another, happy as could be.
"So now do you know?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
He laughed heartily. "You don't even know the gift you've given me." He said, then pulled me in closer to an awkward side hug.
We got dressed, and he let me use a shower in the back. The nurses didn't seam to suspect anything as i left with the doctor's personal number, as well as plans to meet that weekend for drinks, and a propper first date. It was odd i knew, but i had had the time of my life with Doctor Brown, and he said the same about me. I got into my car with one thought on my mind. Why fight it?
As implied by the title this is similar to a story i'd posted years ago under a different name. I'll be making more if i get a positive reaction. C ya