Getting to know my Dentist

When I came to Florida, I asked my new boss if he knew a good dentist in the area. He gave me the name of one his wife used and I made an appointment to have my teeth checked. I was not prepared for the young good looking man who came out to greet me when my appointed time arrived. He had the bluest eyes, a lean six-foot frame, brown hair, mustache, narrow waist, and looked to be in his mid-thirties. He was like no other dentist I had in the past. He greeted me with a wide grin and took me into the room where he was going to examine me. As I followed him, I couldn't help but notice the strong legs and square shoulders and runner's build. I even felt a stirring in my groin as I sat down. His name was Steve and he didn't wear the usual white coat but just his casual slacks and open-necked shirt.

As he examined my teeth, I found myself looking deep into those blue eyes up close and started to get a hard-on. Since the bib only came down to my mid-chest, I had nothing to hide it so I slid my legs up so that it would be partly hidden at least. I had to keep myself from fantasizing right then about this hunk with his hands in my mouth and about six inches from my face. Oh, how I wanted to have his lips get even closer to mine!

We got to talking and it turned out Steve was going to Paris in about two months for the first time. Since I had lived in Paris for three years, I offered to lend him some material that would let him get around the city easier once he got there. When he returned from Europe, Steve talked about his "friend" that went with him. He never mentioned a gender but I assumed it was a female. However, the more he talked about his friend, the less sure I was. Then he told me that his friend's name was "John" and they had been friends since childhood. John lived in New York and they didn't see each other often. I then realized two things for sure -- 1) Steve wasn't married and 2) He was not living with anyone. I started to hope...

Over the next six months, we got to know each other better. He even gave me his home phone so that if anything dental came up during off hours, I could get in touch with him.

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One time I was at a workout center with a friend from the office to check out the facilities to see if I wanted to join. Just as I was starting my workout, Steve walked in. It turned out Steve came about three times a week. We greeted each other and then went about our workouts. I kept my eyes on Steve and noticed his powerful calves and couldn't take my eyes off the bulge in his shorts. I decided to wait until he took a shower and then join him but he gathered up his gym bag and went out to his car without taking one. I was really disappointed.

Soon after this experience, I had to have some serious dental work done and we couldn't find a good time that each of us was free. Steve asked if I would come in on Saturday. That was fine with me. That meant that his female assistant and the other dentist would probably not be there. I got there at 10:00 a.m. and had decided to wear justa T-shirt and shorts with no underwear. That's all I wear around the house. When I arrived, Steve was already there and also was wearing only shorts and T-shirt. However, I suspected that he was wearing something under his shorts because he looked like he had too much down there and had to use something to keep it from falling out.

For some reason, I felt completely relaxed even though he was doing all kinds of things in my mouth. Several times, I felt his crotch push against my elbow as he was trying to get into a particularly odd spot in my mouth. I didn't move but after he did this several times, I decided to push back just the slightest bit. I may have imagined it, but I think he pushed back harder. As I got thinking about this, my cock began to get hard and crawl down the leg of my shorts. I feared that if it went any farther, it would pop out altogether. I rested my hands in my lap to try to hide it and keep it in check but that just made matters worse. My dick thought I wanted to play and just got harder.

Steve was finishing up and I felt his crotch at my elbow again. This time, though, I could swear that it was bigger and harder. I shifted in my seat and let my elbow rub it and push against it. Now, I knew he was getting hard. Just then, he said: "Well, you're all finished."

"Is that all?" I asked looking up into those blue eyes with a half grin.

"Except this..." and he leaned down and kissed me full on the mouth. I pushed his head to mine to let him know that I wanted him to continue. Soon our mouths opened and our tongues were dancing in each other's mouth. As we kissed his hand went down to my shorts and pulled out my hard cock and he began to stroke it. I broke the kiss and said, "You sure know how to give service."

"You ain't seen nothing yet." He pulled me up by my cock and took me into his office where there was a couch. I pulled off my shorts and sat down. He was standing right in front of me and it was obvious he also had a raging hard-on. I reached up and pulled his shorts down and the jock strap he was wearing was no match for what was inside. I pulled the jock down and out popped the most beautiful uncut cock I have ever seen. It was about 8 inches and I just could get my hand around it. The big head was covered with foreskin even when he was hard. I'm afraid I just stared at it for quite some time because Steve finally said: "Is that all you're going to do?"

Obviously it wasn't so I pulled the foreskin back and ran my tongue all around the head. Then I pulled the foreskin forward. I did this several times and Steve began to groan with pleasure. Then he pulled me off saying, "If you continue that much longer, I'm going to cum." I stood up and we kissed and pushed against each other, our hard cocks rubbing between our bodies. I was so hot that I thought I was going to cum. He broke the kiss and started kissing and licking from my neck down...stopping on the way to suck some tit. When he got below my navel, he took my cock and kissed it on the tip. That got the precum going and he licked it off. "Hmmm, that tastes good." he said. Then he took the head in his mouth and lovingly ran his tongue around the head. Now it was my turn to moan with pleasure. In one gulp, he took the whole thing into his mouth and I could feel his moustache mingle with my cock hairs. His throat muscles were working the head of my dick and I was on fire.

I pulled away and did the same to him as he had just done to me. I really had to stretch my mouth to take his tool and struggled to get it all the way down my throat. But I made it. I gave several strokes and he pulled away. We were both so worked up that we could have cum at any time and we both wanted it to last longer. Steve lay down on the couch and pulled me so that we were in a 69 position. Then we went at it in earnest. It wasn't long before I felt his cum shoot into the back of my throat and that set me off and did the same to him. We were both swallowing like mad and working those cocks like a couple of madmen. When it was obvious there wasn't any more cum, we pulled off each other. I turned around and we lay in each others arms...kissing and running our hands all over each other.

Our cocks had gone limp for a short time but became hard again as we made love to each other. We lay like that for a long time and Steve began to tell me about John. They started having sex in high school and when they both went away to college, they would get together any time they could. John had an even larger cock than Steve but was cut. John liked Steve to fuck him but Steve couldn't take John's hot dick up his ass. Steve told me that he had always wanted to be fucked but just couldn't take John's big cock. He asked me if I would give it a try. Since my cock is only 6 1/2" long but thick with a big head, he thought he might be able to take it. I said I would give it a try.

We went back into the examining room. Steve got some towels and used the water sprayer to clean out his asshole and then got some lubricant out of a drawer. I have no idea what it was...something he used in his work. He rubbed it all over my cock and his hot hole. I sat in the chair and he positioned himself over my hard cock. This way he had complete control. We had some problems at first and I kept telling him to relax and kneaded his buns. Soon the tip of my cock had worked itself inside. I told him to go slow but when my dick had found its target, he sat down hard and my hot rod plunged into his ass. He gave out a yell and then sat very still while his hole was getting used to my cock. It wasn't long before he was slowly raising his ass a little and coming back down again. Soon the look of pain on

his face turned to a smile of pleasure and he started pumping up and down. His ass was very tight and hot. I reached down and started to pump his rock-hard tool in time with his pumping. He leaned forward and we kissed. He whispered, "Now I know why John likes this so much."

We were both getting to the cumming point and he raised himself off me. My cock plopped out of his tight asshole and was so hard I thought it might break in half if anyone touched it at that moment. Steve pulled me back in his office and lay on his back on the couch with his feet in the air. "Put that hot piece of meat back in and fuck me for all you're worth." Ever obedient, I did as I was told. It went in easier this time and, based on the expression on Steve's face, there was no pain this time. As I slid my cock home, a wide smile came over his face and I knew he was enjoying it. In addition to the smile, his cock was bouncing around like it had a mind of its own. Steve began to take control of his sphincter muscle and tighten it as my cock slid out. This caused his muscles to grip the head of my hot dick and had the most erotic effect. I had a grip on those big calves and began to lick up and down his legs. I have always been a leg man and these really turned me on. It turned him on too because he started to shoot his cum so hard that the first gobs hit the wall behind him and subsequent shots hit his face. He licked the cum that hit around his mouth. That did it for me, and I began to shoot my hot load into his bowels. I kept pumping until all the cum I had was out and I started to lose my hard-on. I pulled out and began to lick up the traces of jism on his face and chest. I saved some so I could pass it on to him with a deep kiss.

"That was the most fantastic sex I have ever had," Steve said. "Me, too," I replied. "You don't know how long I have been wanting to do this. Have you ever noticed the tent forming in my pants whenever you worked on me?"

"Yes. I noticed and then began to look for it every time you were here. I kept trying to think of ways I could get you hard. Finally, I knew today that it was either now or never when I saw you walk in here with shorts on. That's why I wore shorts today. I couldn't believe it when I found you didn't have anything on underneath them. I tried everything I could think of to get you aroused."

"I'm glad you did. I'm not sure I would have had the nerve. How about getting something to eat? Or have you had your lunch for today?"

Steve grinned and said, "Let's get some burgers and take them to my place and see what develops. I've got lots more things I want to try. I haven't had sex for so long, except my fist, that I want to get my fill."

"O.K. Let's settle up my bill and get going. I'm famished after that workout."

"I should consider your bill paid in full with the services you rendered this morning but I couldn't explain it my the people in the office. The burgers are on me."

On the way to get the food, Steve told me more about John. They didn't have any committed relationship but neither had anyone else to give them sexual satisfaction the way they wanted it. He said that I would have to meet John the next time he came to Florida. I replied that I was looking forward to it and winked.

When we got to Steve's house, we ate and then took off our clothes and went skinny dipping in his pool. When we got aroused again, we went in his bedroom and stayed the whole afternoon and evening. It was heavenly and I got home about 10 a.m. the next morning. We get together about every week but I have yet to meet John. Steve and he go back to Paris every year. So do I but at different time. Sometime soon we are planning to all go together. I can hardly wait!

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