Cock-Driven Examination

It was a warm afternoon in the middle of June in the North of England. I sat with my feet up, fiddling with the stethoscope around my neck, waiting for my last appointment before the surgery closed. I was only thirty years old and in this profession that was as inexperienced as you can get, only two years since I'd achieved my qualifications and since then I'd been working under the guidance of Dr Falls. This week he was away on holiday so I was entrusted with the responsibility of filling his shoes with his regular patients. The idea had terrified me, initially, I was afraid of doing something seriously stupid due to my inexperience. But I was four days into the week and so far I'd handled everything with real professional ease. The patients were happy and I was growing in confidence.

I sat there itching my stubble, I hadn't shaved for three days and I had a nice rugged blonde stubble along my strong jawline. My hair was cut shorter than usual, almost cropped; it gave me the feeling of exposure, as if my head was bare. I undid the top two buttons of my navy blue oxford shirt, and a soft tangle of light blond chest hair protruded out. My deep blue eyes danced across the desk and I picked up Mr Carter's file. He was the next patient due in about five minutes for a quarterly prostate check. He was only sixty-eight according to the records so I had to double check to make sure it wasn't his first examination.

After five minutes I went out into the waiting area to greet Mr Carter, once the receptionist had alerted me of his arrival; he was a tall portly man, with white hair and a soft white beard. I held out my hand to him, "Afternoon Mr Carter, I'm Dr Steve Cole, I'm standing in for Dr Falls today" He looked at me with a slight nervous tinge as he withdrew his hand from my grip, "Afternoon" he muttered. I led him into the examination room and closed the door behind me; a quick glance at the file told me his first name was Mike. "Ok Mike, from what I gather, this isn't your first prostate examination, so you will be pretty much aware of the procedure." He nodded. "Okay if you can remove you're trousers and underwear and then lean over that bench over there.

Mike removed his black cord trousers and his blue and white striped boxers while I took out a fresh pair of gloves and some lubrication. I moved to the bench and crouched down behind him, taking a good look at Mike's backside, instantly impressed. His cheeks were firmer than I would have thought; they had a very generous covering of white hair, especially thick around the mounds. I had a weakness for furry arses and this one was quite impressive. My dick filled out quickly, straining against my trousers. I pushed his arse cheeks apart, "Ready Mike?" I asked, lustfully admiring his sweaty crack. "Yes" he replied with a weak stutter. I rubbed my gloved finger over his anus and instructed him to breathe out, as he did I Pushed my finger inside him and thrust it deep, the tip of it caressed his prostate and he let out a stifled grunt. That made my cock throb and with my spare hand, I gave my bulge a gentle squeeze.

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It was a tough task carrying out the full examination without paying attention to my own hard-on. Once it was over, I wiped the excess lube from around his arsehole and removed the glove, as my hands brushed the backs of his thighs I heard another moan from his lips and the possibility of exciting him with my hands gave me a wild thrill. Obviously, Dr Falls didn't use such a hands on approach as I did. My horniness was rapidly increasing, as Mike continued to bend over before me, naked from the waist down. I placed a hot hand on his backside and boldly gave it a squeeze, "Everything seems to be good Mr Carter," I said, trying to keep my voice professional.

He didn't respond. I pried his legs open a little further but there was no objection from him. My senses became alive and alert, I was taking orders from my penis and not my brain, but the lack of opposition from Mike, spurred me on. I reached between his legs and curled my fingers around his hairy balls, as I stretched them back and gave them a massage, Mike let his head fall onto the bench, giving his approval by thrusting his arse out further, just an inch or two away from my face. I could smell the musky scent of sweat and his arsehole. It turned me on even more. Letting go of his balls, I grabbed his cheeks and pushed them open before burying my face in his arse, my nose rubbed along his sweaty crack and my tongue hungrily licked around his arsehole.

His moans were becoming dangerously loud as my wet tongue brushed over his pink hole, soaking the hairs around his ring. I pulled back and studied his rectum, the grey-white hairs were soaked and stuck together, exposing his bright pink arse ring and wet slit, I let the tip of my tongue lick up and down the slit with rapid flicks. Mike squirmed and slipped his arm under his face to stifle his moans. I continued to eat his ass greedily, the more I tongued him the more his arse-ring began to swell, I chewed on the swollen skin and swirled my tongue in circular motion around his sweaty hole. He started bucking his hips making his arse rub my face even firmer, I held onto his round cheeks and dove my tongue inside him, Mike let out a sharp gasp as I started to tongue-fuck that old arse. My tongue thrust in and out as his arsehole twitched.

The phone rang loudly, but I kept my face firmly in between Mike's hairy cheeks, with my tongue licking his tunnel and licking around his arse. I pulled back with the phone still ringing and started kissing the round curves of his arse cheeks. I rubbed my face in them and found they weren't as firm as they looked; the skin was soft and cushiony. Finally exasperated by the phone, I pulled away from Mike and went to answer it, "Hello?"

"Oh Hello Dr Cole" it was the receptionist.

"Yes?" I tried to control my irritation while idly rubbing my cock, still hard inside my trousers. "I'm going to be leaving now Dr, Is Mr Carter still in there with you?" she asked. I looked up and was thrilled to see Mike remove his socks and take his shirt off. He smiled at me as he heard my reply to the receptionist.

"I escorted Mr Carter out a few minutes ago Maureen, you lock up and go, I'll see you in the morning... Bye."

I put the phone down and rubbed my crotch, watching Mike as he stroked his eerction. His chest was quite flat with huge brown nipples, almost hidden in the dense white hair that covered both his pecs. His stomach was round and bubble-like with much fainter hair. The sight of his crotch turned me on the most, his cock was thick and his balls were heavy. He had a nice thick bush and his bell-end was purple and wet. His thin lips were smirking beneath his beard and moustache.

I ripped the buttons of my shirt open and pulled it off over my shoulders, my smooth chest was damp with sweat, and the blonde hairs trailing down my abs were soaked and appeared darker than they were. I quickly kicked my shoes off and pulled my socks off while keeping my eyes fixed on Mike's crotch as he beat his thick prick. I unbuckled my belt and let the trousers drop down my legs, quickly followed by my jockey shorts. My seven inch uncut dick stood proud as I moved towards Mike across the room.

Mike rested his arse on the edge of the bench as I moved between his spread legs, with one hand firmly around my engorged shaft I lowered my head and let my tongue move across his pecs, licking the hairs as I traced my wet tongue along his chest. I felt his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me into him, my tongue ventured down and I curled it around his nipple, he moaned and threw his head back while I used the tip of my tongue to tease his hard nipple and then sucked it, using my teeth to lightly chew it, my hand tightened around my cock and I started thrusting into my fist as I moved across to his other hairy nipple and started sucking it hard.

His hand moved to my head and he pushed me down firmly, my tongue washed down his portly belly and through his thick mess of pubic hairs as I got onto my knees before his hard dick. It curved slightly upwards, the foreskin had retracted, and the purple end was glistening, I kiss the end and his precum trailed between my lips and his cock as I pulled back and curled my fingers around the base. Drops of sweat trickled down my spine, my arse and cock twitched as licked along the side of his shaft and delved my tongue into his balls, licking the hairy sac and lifting both balls into my mouth consecutively. I still felt the heavy weight of his hand on my head, holding me down as I rolled my tongue around his balls and then moved it back up the length of his hard-on.

I opened my mouth wide and engulfed his cock-head between my lips, my tongue swirled around it and he thrust his hips furiously, making me take more of his dick, I relaxed my throat as best as I could and let more of him slip down until my nose was nestled in his sweaty pubes. I inhaled and my cock twitched, I gave it a slow stroke while sucking Mike's sixty-eight year old dick. My head moved back and forth as I rolled my tongue around his shaft and slipped it in and out of my moist mouth. I looked up as his cock slid out to the tip, I couldn't see his face, his belly blocked the way, I moved my hand higher and rubbed it across his belly. I lunged down on him again and sucked him deeper; he began moaning more frequently I starched my fingers through his hairy chest while sucking him as deep as I could.

My cock was leaking as it throbbed between my legs, I worked the precum and sweat into my shaft with my spare hand while swallowing Mike's cock. As Mike started humping against my face with faster thrusts, I pulled away and let his cock fall out of my mouth. It glistened with wetness, I stroked it a few times before getting to my feet and stroking my own thick and somewhat neglected dick. I turned the old man around and pressed myself up against his back, he leaned into my body and I moved on hand around and stroked his cock while my other hand moved lower. My cock rubbed against the back of his thigh as I slipped a wet finger inside him. He was quite loose and it went in easy, I slipped another and then a third. I felt his arse constricting around my fingers as I thrust them into him. He pulled away and got onto his hands and knees on the floor.

I knelt down behind Mike and opened his arse cheeks. With a slight thrust of my hips, I got my cock rubbing his crack, he pushed back and my cock jabbed his rectum, he grunted loudly as my dick slipped inside, I pushed it all the way and started humping. His moans echoed in the room as I fucked him, taking hold of his cock, I stroked his length while ramming my dick up his old arse. I didn't last long, my fist tightened around his cock as I increased the pace of fucking him and after a few more seconds, I let out a sharp grunt, my balls tightened and I drove into him before cumming hard inside his arse. I leaned down over him, my cock convulsing inside his arse, I bit his shoulders, breathing heavy, my cock began to soften and it slipped out, I pulled away and rolled onto the floor on my back. I was breathless and drenched in sweat. Mike moved slowly, like you'd expect for a man of his age. He towered over me and started wanking his hard dick. I Looked up at the slippery shaft and swollen head as his thick fist beat up and down, he closed his eyes and buckled his hips wildly, a guttural groan pierced through him as he shook and exploded. His creamy white cum sprayed on my chest and a few drops landed on my face.

Still naked, I sat in my chair while Mike got dressed, I checked out his round arse again, the hair on it was still wet and I could see a trickle of my dried cum down the back of his thigh. I rubbed my balls and my cock danced a little. Mike noticed the gradual rise of my dick and smiled. He leaned down and covered my mouth with his own, his soft beard rubbed against my thick stubble as I pushed my tongue inside his mouth and licked the roof of his mouth and sucked his tongue, slowly he pulled away and took a pen from the desk and scribbled his address on a piece of paper. "You do home visits doctor?" he asked, grinning.

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