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No bathrobes, hope you don't mind walking naked through the corridors!"
"I'm as comfortable without clothes as with clothes," the boy said, with a trace of braggadocio, and stood up, looking down at Gohrvi, who stretched luxuriously and smiled, running a toe along the boy's left thigh before getting up.
They weren't the only club denizens walking around naked.
I'd heard that before.
"Some doctors just ram a finger right in there and give us all a bad name," he continued. With each stroke of his finger, the pressure built and relaxed, never quite dropping down to the level it had been before.
Wave after wave rippled through me, slowly building and spreading.
A warmth spread through my pelvis, slowly working its way to my balls and the base of my cock.
It did feel so good, lying next to the boy, the boy's soft, warm skin against his, the boy's fist pumping his cock, the squeezing and releasing of the boy's coy little bung-hole around the knuckle of his finger. This time it was a much slower burn. Yes, it was still damp, enough lubrication to get a fingertip in, probing the oh-so-tight muscle ring of Ty's anus.
"That feels so gooOOOOD!
The boy's powerful thrusts exhausted his body so much his eyes closed and he slept, even as Gohrvi climbed back onto the bed and held him tenderly in his arms.
When at last he woke, he leaned over and kissed Gohrvi on the lips. Some held nothing but a large bed (or maybe just a thick, stain-resistant floor-mat). Gohrvi let out one last "AHHHHHH!" and slumped back, thoroughly satisfied.
They lay there holding each other, kissing lazily, smearing Gohrvi's semen over their chests and bellies as they hugged.
"It may feel a little odd. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to imagine being anywhere else, but then shot them open again in case I looked like I was enjoying it too much.
My mind reeled as the new sensation began to build again. I just don't think I'm going to cum, that's all."
I did my best to reassure her, and eventually went to bed, trying to sleep with a still-hard cock.
That was how things played out from then on.
"Um, where can we...?"
Gohrvi, always prepared, took a different key out of his pocket and held it up, "Got one of the rooms right around the corner here, if you like." The implication being, of course, that otherwise he might simply drop to his knees and open the boy's trousers right there.
"That," the boy smiled now, "That w-would be nice!" The little stammer was so endearing!
The short walk to the room was quite enjoyable, watching the boy's arse-cheeks bobbing as he walked, springy as foamrubber balls under...
His touch was the perfect blend of firm confidence and careful softness. Feigning a headache, I would go to bed early, then pretend to be asleep when she came in.
After a week, she called me out, basically throwing me on the bed and demanding that I fuck her. I glanced down at the small pool of clear, thick fluid beneath me.
The doc made a soft "Hmmm," sound, and slowly withdrew his finger and patted me on the arse.
I outlined the whole scenario from beginning to end, barely taking a breath. It was so easy, just slipping the -- also very lifelike -- head of the dildo in, then pushing until there was nothing to be seen but the little pink flange at the end.
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I had been dreading the appointment for weeks, but the day had finally come.
"I guess, if you feel TOO uncomfortable." He corrected himself.