When I walked in to the doctors room, I recognized the doctor as a guy who lives in the building next to me. My cock immediately starting stirring and I knew I was in trouble.
The Doctor is a thirties, fit, Asian guy who hangs out at his pool in speedos all the time. From my patio I can see the pool in his building and I perv at him all the time. OK, I will be honest, I have jerked off MANY times watching him and thinking about him. All year round The Doctor hangs out at his pool, primarily on weekends and he wears speedos all the time. While I haven’t documented it, he has an extensive speedo collection because he rarely wears the same speedo more than once.
Over the past twelve months we have passed each other on the street and shared pleasantries but never more than a casual g’day.
Now I was about to strip down to my speedos in his office and I knew there was no way to keep my pending erection under control.
Walking in the door of his doctors office, we both recognized each other, even though he was wearing more clothing than I had usually seen him wearing. Shaking hands we both laughed that we could finally put a name to the face next door. He told me to sit up on the examination table and we began my skin cancer check. Ow yeah, I was there for just a run of the mill annual skin cancer check and The Doctor is a dermatologist I had been referred to, but had no idea who he was before walking in to his room.
He got down to business and we chatted about medical stuff for five minutes or so. All the while my cock was stirring. Usually at these kind of appointments I have to strip down to my underwear, which for me is always speedos. Doctors in the past have never said anything, I figured I’d just say I was on my way to the pool or beach if they asked. My tan lines give away that I wear speedos anyway. Despite all the small talk, all I was thinking about was that I would be stripping down to my new ADDICTED blue and maroon speedos that I have been sharing a bunch of selfies and dick pics of lately.
The Doctor began the examination on my head/face. I remained sitting and he wore some weird glasses. His hands were touching me and he was definitely up in my business, so much so, I could feel his breath. Face done, The Doctor told me to remove my shirt and stand up. He was all business, using a gel on different freckles/moles and then he would press this magnifying thing on it and look closely. Again, he was very close to me and there was no way he hadn’t seen the bulge in my shorts.
Top half done, The Doctor stepped back a little bit and asked me to remove my shoes, and shorts just down to your speedos. He must have picked that up from the drawstring that was just visible on my belt line.
By now, my cock was fully erect. Up and to the right, which is how I pack in my fully erect cock inside the lycra of a speedo.
I kicked my shoes off, undid my belt, took a deep breath and slid my shorts off. I kicked my shoes and shorts to the side and stood up in all my speedo glory, The Doctor was looking at my crotch and my hands instinctively covered my bulge. I mumbled some kind of apology and The Doctor said it was completely normal, he said he has the same reaction when he wears a speedo in public. I’m not sure what took over me, but I said “I might have noticed that.” The Doctor laughed but got on his knees and started examining the freckles/moles on my legs. Same proceedure as before, lots of touching, the gel and then his nose nearly touching me as he looked through the magnifying glass thingy. At least three times, he brushed the front of my speedo, and each time I flinched a little bit. The Doctor didn’t apologize or even acknowledge the touch.
It felt like this went on for ages and I was standing there practically naked and rock hard. Finally The Doctor stood up and told me that everything looked fine and I went for my shorts. The Doctor stopped me, he said “Before you go, would you like me to help you with that?” Looking down at my crotch which had even started to ooze precum through the lycra.
“I would love that. What did you have in mind?”
The Doctor told me to turn around and put my hands on the examination table. I did what I was told and behind my back I heard him going through things on his desk. Looking over my shoulder I saw The Doctor with one of those blue rubber gloves on and squirting the gel stuff over the index and middle fingers. He came up on my right side. His rubbered and lubed up left hand slipped down my butt crack and started rubbing my butt hole, his right hand started stroking my cock, keeping it inside my speedo.
This was the last thing I had expected at my Doctors appointment.
The Doctor then started wispering in my ear:
“I’ve watched you in your pool in your sexy little speedos.”
“Are you fucking that property manager who hangs out in the pool with you.” Yes. That is the manager of my complex and my landlord, I have written extensively about our sexual experiences. He is a little older but fit and while he is married and outwardly completely straight, he had some gay experiences as a younger man and has definitely rekindled those with me recently. We often hang out at the pool in speedos drinking beer and usually end up back at my unit fucking out brains out. Interesting that The Doctor had picked up on that.
“Does he fuck you hard?” Yes he does.
“I want you to go home and have him fuck you this afternoon. And then when I get home, I’m going to come over and fuck you just as hard. You up for that?” Yes Doctor.
“And I want you to wear these cummy speedos of yours all day, don’t change them until after I have fucked you tonight.” Yes Doctor.
By now I was on the edge of orgasm as The Doctor’s fingers were deep inside me. As my hips started trusting he told me not to be too loud.
Then, I exploded in my speedo. I do this probably once a week on my own, and it feels amazing. The lycra all over the head of my cock adds sensation while also feeling a little restrictive. As not to get my cum on his right hand, The Doctor gently squeezed by balls while I cock pulsed out cum. It was going to be a mess.
“Well Dave, you can get dressed now. On your way out be sure to make an appointment for twelve months time with the receptionist. And I will see you at six o’clock out the front of your building.”
And with that, The Doctor pulled off the rubber glove, threw it in the bin by the door and walked out of the room like it had been just another appointment. I was standing there with a speedo full of cum.
The rest of my day was pretty horny as well which I have written about as well, if you are interested.
Once outside the medical practice I messaged My Landlord “Hey mate, that darn oven of mine has been playing up. I’ll be home in fifteen if you want to swing by.”
Writing about this has got me all worked up, I need to go jump in the ocean and cool down a little bit. Let me know in the comments if you’d like to continue with what happened at 5pm.
