Gay Erotic Stories

I get called for my appt, mind you I am 26 blonde buzz cut, 6'2” 200 lbs, runner’s body… nothing to be ashamed of. The nurse calls me and tells me to go into the exam room, and strip to my underwear and the doctor will be in to perform my physical. I think to myself, “SHIT" I had just shaved my pubes, and I am wearing really comfortable boxers. These are the kind of boxers that I've had for too many years, and they are stretched out to the point that they are about two sizes too big. And they are so thin that they are practically see-through. Well...what am I gonna do. I strip down, and the boxers immediately fall to the root of my penis. I am about average size in that dept, about as thick as the back end of a pool cue, and about 6.5 in cut when I'm hard. Right now the room is cool, and my balls are tight, and my dick is in that half excited/ half limp as shit phase where sometimes it just moves on its own.

The doctor walked in and my heart almost skipped a beat. What a good looking guy. Looked to be in his mid 30's, deep olive skin, crystal blue eyes, dark hair, and he was dressed in a bright blue shirt and tie, and light khaki pants. You could tell he had a flat stomach just from looking at him.

He walked in and introduced himself, (I was so taken back by his looks, that to this day I still can't remember his name) I shook his hand, and I could feel a familiar stirring "down there"... I thought "OH SHIT!"

He sat down at a little desk in the corner, and asked a few rudimentary questions, I just stood there and answered them. He then asked me to sit on the table. I did as I was told....

He listened to my lungs, and heart and felt my pits and chest... The stirring was getting worse. He told me he just graduated medical school, blah, blah, blah... then he said that his methods were a little unusual. Ok, whatever you say... Just tell me and I'll do it.

He asked me to stand up, and face the back of the room. He then walked behind me, and as he passed, his hand grazed the crack of my back. I was in heaven (and hell). He sat on the far end of the room, and told me he wanted to hear my heart after I did some exercise. He asked me to run in place with my hands on my head. Not even thinking about the see through underwear that was falling off my tight body, I obliged.

I placed my hands on the back of head, fully exposing my armpits to this god of a doctor, and started running in place while he watched. I could feel my dick bouncing up and down hard as I ran, and it just kept getting harder. As I ran my boxers fell below my ass, but my hard dick popped right through the fly to keep them up. I went to stop, to pull them back up, but he insisted, "Man, I'm another guy, it's cool, if you are comfortable, just keep going, I'm going to make you start again anyway, and they are just going to fall off again, besides, I can practically see through them as it is, and I need to inspect that later anyway, so just keep going."

Okay. So I ran in place for a good 5 minutes. He had me stop, and he walked behind me, and listened to my heart. He then told me he wanted me to do some stretching. He wanted to see how toned my muscles were. He returned to his seat, and I couldn't help it, but I pulled my boxers back up, and tried to tuck myself away as best I could.

He had me do all kinds of crazy stretches, twists, and turns, and each one I did brought my underwear lower and lower. Eventually they just fell to the floor (after a good 7 minutes of stretching) and I figured, what the hell, he can practically see me now, he is going to see it when he inspects it, and it has already popped out once or twice, I figure, I'm going to show this guy an alright time, and hope that he wants to get down with me later. I kicked the underwear off, and keep stretching... He is watching me, taking notes, and I swear he touched himself a time or two....

Then he came up to me, and told me he was going to check for a hernia, and cancer. He fondled me for so long, I started to drip. I moaned slightly, and got really embarrassed, he told me it was fine, and not to worry. He said it happens more than I'd know. He finished with that, and asked me to hop on the table. I did, and he then told me he wanted to check my prostate. He had stirrups on the table.

He had me place my feet in the stirrups, and scooch down on the table as far as I could. I did so, and my asshole was perfectly exposed to him, and my dick was so hard, pointing straight up, throbbing, and leaking pre-cum. He lubed up two of his latex fingered gloves and WHAM, stuck them right in. As I am grinding on his fingers, there was a knock at the door, with his one hand still in my ass, rubbing my prostate, he leaned over and with the other hand, he OPENED THE DOOR! I at first didn't notice. A nurse stood in the doorway and talked to him for a few minutes as people walked down the hallway. A few stared into the room, but hey, I was getting fingered by the hottest doctor EVER, so I couldn't complain too much, even though I was really embarrassed. He kept going as the nurse left.

She didn't close the door all the way, and he kept plowing, and I kept grinding, the door, in this busy office was wide open, and here is me being a slut on the exam table. Finally after a prolonged period of this, I couldn't take it anymore, and I screamed, and I came, and I came, and I came some more. Everywhere.

The doctor told me not to worry, everything seemed to be fine. With a plop, he pulled his fingers out of my tight, waiting hole, and turned around slammed the door shut, and asked if I was okay.

Besides having the best orgasm of my life, I was fine. I sat up on the table, and I told him that I was fine. He asked if I had any questions for him, and I did have one.

"Doc, since you have examined and probed my body, can I get a sneak peek at yours?" He shrugged his shoulders and said, I don't see why not. He went over and made sure the door was shut, and unbuttoned his shirt. He put Brad Pitt to shame. DAMN, then he unbuckled his belt, and undid the top button on his pants. He walked over to me, and I flicked one of his nipples a couple of times, and dragged my fingers down that hot body.

Then I slowly unzipped his pants, His arms went to his sides as he held his pants up, and I pulled out an 8 inch long soft cut dick and heavy balls, that just look like they belong to a beautiful porn star, and I fondled him far a few minutes, I started to stroke him, and he got hard. He moaned and started grinding back at me.

Then the unthinkable happened. His pager went off. He turned to it. Said sorry, quickly dressed and left the room. I checked out, and made another appt. I kept making up stuff that was wrong with me, just hoping to see that god of a man; I kept it up for a couple of months, but haven't seen him since.

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