4 comments/ 15894 views/ 10 favorites Dr. Peterson By: Triplebottom Hello, my name is James. I'm in my 20s and I make dentures so that people are able to chew and eat their food. Usually, dentists send me cases and I make the dentures. Sometimes things go smoothly, sometimes they don't. On this day, it wasn't one of those smooth days. Dr. Peterson, a recent newly acquired client, was on the phone. He wasn't too happy with I'd sent him and demanded a meeting with me. I calmly agreed and drove over to his office. His receptionist Carry, greeted me and told me to have a seat while she grabbed the doctor. This wasn't my first time in hot water with a client, so I relaxed and picked up a nearby magazine. Carry quickly sat back down and I could hear stomps with a purpose coming my way. I kept my face to the magazine when the door flew open and Dr. Peterson tossed a box on the coffee table in front of me. I lowered the magazine and stared blankly at him, then the box, and back at him again. I noticed the pent up anger inside him slowly melted the longer he looked at me. His eyes quickly did a once over on me, and bingo. I do believe the good doctor here might have a thing for little ol' me. I smiled and asked, "what seems to be the problem Dr.?" He seemed not to hear me. I glanced over at Carry and she just shrugged. I asked if maybe we could speak in private, in case a patient walked in. He replied, "Yes, I have an office." I picked up the box and followed him. He shut the door behind me and asked me to take a seat. I studied Dr. Peterson when he sat down. Your typical older white male in his late 50s or early 60s. He had greying hair and a receding hairline. Not too bad, he had a cute quality to him. I decided that I might just have some fun with him. I always had a thing for older guys. The Dr informed me the denture in the box didn't fit. I took it out and examined it. The solution was simple enough so I said, "Sorry for the tight fit, I can be more...aggressive if you'd like?" The chess game had begun. He settled into his leather chair and I could almost see the gears in his head. Was I being facetious or was it all in his head. He agreed to my suggestion and played it safe. I decided to press on, "Dr. Peterson, I'm sorry about this problem. I'm glad I was able to come here and speak to you. I can't stress how important it is to have a back door...I mean and open door policy." I watched carefully as I "mistakenly" said, "back door" and saw all I needed to see. He'd taken a slow deep breathe when I said it. A feral smile arose internally. My cock hardened at the thought of him and I having sex on the desk. I stood with my cock semi hard and extended my hand. His eyes locked onto the slight bulge of my pants and simply agreed, so we shook. I was guessing he didn't want to stand because of his erection. I bid farewell to Carry as I left with a smile on my face. A few days went by until I heard from Dr. Peterson again. It seemed he had another issue with a case. He sounded genuinely angry but not as much as the last time. He demanded I come to his office immediately to discuss the matter. I smiled and hung up. Was this a legit issue or was he fishing just to see me again? There was only one way to find out. When I arrived at his office, I tried to open it but it was locked. I peered in and saw him at the front desk which was odd. Where was Carry? He noticed me and came to let me in. I asked where Carry was and Dr. Peterson said that she went home early due to a migraine. He locked the door behind and ushered me into his office. The case in question was on the desk. I examined it and apologized once again even though I could tell there was nothing wrong with it. He sheepishly said, "Listen James, I can't keep having these issues. I might lose patients and that's just bad business. I think I might have to use a different denture lab." He was a terrible actor. But, this was getting interesting and I decided to play along. I apologized again and asked, "Is there something I can do to make up for the issues lately? How about I discount them? Or the next couple I do for free?" His face turned red and just shook his head as if there was nothing I could do. But I knew what was going on in his head. He's debating if he should propose an exchange for sex or not. We sat there for an awkward minute as he had his internal struggle so I chose to take things further. I got up and walked over to a wall with his accolades. I ran a few lines in my head and then decided on one. I turned and said, "Listen Dr. Peterson, as you know, this is the slow season in our industry and I need every account I can get. If there is anything I can do to help keep this...partnership going, just let me know. I'd be so grateful." He turned slightly in his chair and I saw his bulge. I had him right where I wanted him. He sat there, not knowing what to do next. I guess it was up to me to do most of the heavy lifting in this "deal." I walked over to a bookcase by his desk and picked up a picture that displayed a younger version of him and who I assumed was his wife. She seemed like a hard nosed bitch. "Is this your wife Dr. Peterson," I asked. He stood up to look at what I was speaking of. He answered, "Yes, we've been married for 30 years." Ah, so he's been debating if he should cheat on his wife with a young piece of ass like me. "She seems a bit intense, no?" I asked. He chuckled and agreed. I placed the picture back and gently asked, "Does she take good care of you, Dr. Peterson?" He froze so I took a small step towards him. He didn't budge but his lower lip seem to quiver a bit. As if words were trying to be formed but my now sexual presence was suffocating them. I took another step forward and fixed his collar of his shirt. I looked into his eyes and whispered, "Dr. Peterson, does she suck your cock every night and morning? Does she make you feel good?" I slowly shook his head no. I smiled meekly, putting my hand on his chest to sit him back into his chair, I kneeled in front of him. I licked my lips and said, "Dr. Peterson, I need another chance. Can't you find it in your heart to give me just one more chance." With his lips still quivering, he nodded yes as I slid my hands up and down his legs. I put on my most sincere face and thanked him while my hands slid up his body and down his legs again. On the next pass I unbuckled his belt so I could undo his pants. I slid them down and was rewarded with a pretty decent cock. It was about 6 inches, thick, veiny and most importantly, hard. I licked from the bottom of his shaft to the tip as he shuddered in pleasure. I took in his musky smell and it felt so erotic. Dr. Peterson gripped the arms of his leather chair as I slid my tongue up his cock. I slipped my lips over his manhood and went to work. I could feel the veins on his cock as my lips glided up and down. His salty precum hit my tongue and I looked up at him. His glazed over eyes told me everything I needed to know. I had him right where I wanted him. He's going to be a client for life. I moved my mouth over the top and with a pop, it sprang free from my lips. I slowly stroked his cock as I kissed my way down it. I got to his balls and lightly licked them. A moan escaped his mouth and I took that opportunity to ask, "Dr. Peterson, you're going to keep sending me cases right?" He moaned again as I continued to lick and stroke him. He nodded with another moan. "Dr. I'll make you a deal. For every ten cases you send me, I'll cum back," I offered. He weakly agreed and I figured I did a good job. I slid my tongue slowly up his shaft as my hands went to caress his balls. I continued my oral assault on him. I sucked him off for everything it was worth. He built enough courage to lay a hand on my shoulder and then on my head. My hands slipped under his ass so I could take him deeper. I let his cock hit the back of my throat a couple times to make that sound porn stars make in the videos. I released his cock from my mouth with a gasp and I jerked him off so i could catch my breathe. I was feeling real slutty. I looked at him and asked, "You're wife doesn't suck your cock like this does she." He shook his head as I slapped his cock against my lips and then my tongue. I bobbed down again to get some of his precum in my mouth. I let his cock free of my mouth again and spat on it to lube it more as I stroked him. "Do you like having your cock in my mouth," I asked. He nodded as he breathed heavily. I continued, "Mmmm your cock tastes so good. I can't wait until you give me another ten cases." I kissed the pink velvety head and pressed my tongue in the opening of it. He let out a groan of pleasure. "Dr. Peterson, if you behave I might get a whole lot more than my pretty mouth on your cock," I said as I licked and kissed his balls. He answered with a breathless, "Yes please..." I knew I was going to have fun with him. I may also be able to raise his price. I guess we'd have to see how much he enjoyed me. I was getting tired down there so I decided it was time for my grand finale. I started to suck and stroke his thick cock. I was going to milk this old bastard and leave him wanting more. My head bobbed as his moans got louder and louder. I felt the 6 inches of hot meat passing through my lips. The smell of musk and sex filled my senses and it was intoxicating. His hands gripped my shoulders as if he wanted me to stop but I wanted it. I wanted his cum. I wanted his satisfaction. He thrusted his hip as he could no longer hold it in anymore. With a last suck, his cock popped out of my mouth for the last time and he shot all over my face as I furiously jerked him off. His cum sprayed all over my face and I could feel it slowly seep down it. Luckily it looked like he got everything by my eyes. I slowly opened my eyes and watched his he and his cock went limp. He sat panting as if he'd just ran a marathon. I licked my cum covered lips and tasted him. I got up and grabbed some tissue paper from his desk to clean myself off. I made sure to bend a bit more so he could notice my ass. I peeked behind and yep, he was staring dead at it. I wondered if he even still had sex with his wife. Oh well, it didn't matter. It would be much better if they didn't. I've found that men will do almost anything for sex. Especially really good sex. As I left, I turned and said, "10 cases..." With that, I left smiling. Another satisfied customer. Dr. Peterson Pt. 02 "Tomorrow I have a case for you. Uh...I think that makes it the 10th one right?" Dr Peterson shyly asked. I smiled and said, "Yes doctor. Why don't I pick it up Saturday?" He agreed and hung up. He churned those 10 cases faster than I thought. Oh well, money is money right? The rest of the week went by without a hitch. I contemplated on what we were going to do. Should I really give him his money's worth or should I just get it over with. My friends and I were going to meet up for drinks later. Should I let him fuck me bent over his desk or should I lay flat on my back and let my legs reach for the sky? As I showered, I fought the urge to play with my ass and jerk off. No, I wanted this lust to build and boil inside of me. Who knows, maybe I'll get to fuck him. I got out, and dressed. I was so horny just thinking about what I was going to do. Too bad my other clients weren't into guys. I arrived at his empty office and was ushered in. He immediately sat down in his chair, anticipating his treat like a puppy. I asked him where the 10th case was and he replied, "It's on the front desk." "You haven't been having any more issues with my work?" I asked as I pulled my t-shirt off. He shook his head no as he admired my body. I wickedly smiled and said, "...too bad." I walked around the desk to stand in front of him. I put one foot on the chair, between his legs and pushed him back. I needed space for my little show. I turned and assumed "the position." I could somehow feel his cock harden while he sat there and stared at my backside. I slowly slid down my shorts and gave him full view what he'd earned. I could hear him stroking his cock through his slacks. "Do you like what you see Dr. Peterson," I asked? He made an audible grunt so I took that as a yes. With shaking hands, he reached out to touch my ass but I quickly swatted him away. "Don't be in such a rush doctor. You'll get what's cumming to you," I wickedly said and continued, "Do you want me like this?" I turned while slowly stroking my cock and then sitting on his desk, spreading my legs and exposing it all to him. I once again asked, "Or like this?" Dr. Peterson licked his lips while he clumsily free his cock from it's confinement. I could help but lick my own lips. The memory of me on my knees with my cum covered mouth rushed into my brain. He breathlessly replied, "Like that." "Like that...what," I questioned. His reply of "Like that, please." brought a big smile to his face. I wondered if now would be a good time to up my price. I wanted to see how this went first. With my legs still open I invited him to get what he earned. He pulled a condom from his pocket and kicked off his pants. As he made his way to me, he stripped off the rest of his clothes. The doctor rolled the rubber onto his stiff cock and just as he was about to poke me with it, i interrupted him, "Dr. Peterson, you don't expect to just fuck me dry do you? That might hurt me." He looked around frantically. No lube in sight. I smiled another wicked smile and said, "Doctor, you don't have any lube?" He stammered a no while still trying to find anything that could be used. Had him right where I wanted him. "Dr. Peterson, looks like you're just going to have to lube me some other way," I suggested. He looked confused until it dawned on him what he had to do if he wanted my ass. With his cock still in hand. I saw him lower himself until all I saw was from the eyes up. I heard him open his mouth and then felt the tip of his tongue on my rosebud. It sent electricity up my body. I couldn't help to beg, "more, please more." With a bit more courage, i felt his tongue again. He poked and prodded at my entrance with it. I moaned with delight as he built more confidence and circled my hole with his tongue. He probed me as he started to caress my legs. I was so horny and his tongue felt so good in me. "Mmmm yeah. Lick my asshole doctor," I moan. My cock is at full attention when he grips it and slowly strokes it. Dr. Peterson continued to fuck my hole with his tongue as I lost myself in ecstasy. I began to pinch and play with my nipples. I felt like such a dirty slut. I was nearly about to explode when I yelled, "Fuck me doctor! Fuck me now damnit!" The good doctor needed no more of an invitation. With cock in hand, he guided towards my waiting ass. I hadn't had a good fucking in a bit so I was beyond ready. I felt his soft tip at the entrance and then slide into me. Between his saliva from eating my ass and the lube on the condom, his hot cock slid in easy enough. I felt my ring stretch over his head and then felt him glide in, inch by inch. I gripped the edge of his desk and let out a groan. It felt like eternity when I finally felt his balls make contact with my ass. I tilted my head up to see him. He was lost in his own world by now. He'd earned this piece of ass and now he was going to enjoy it. I urged him, "Come on doctor, fuck me." He lifted my legs to rest on his shoulders and he pulled me towards him. Oh he was serious now. Dr. Peterson pulled back and I felt every inch of his cock reverse out of me. Just as I felt his head stretch my anal ring again, he pushed it back in. I let out an, "Ohhhhhh." He did it again and again. Building up more momentum with each thrust. The doctor started to give me a good fucking. He slammed his cock into me over and over again. My legs fell to the side and he held them up under my knees as he continued to pound my ass. I could feel and hear his balls slap against me. I watched the doctor fuck me and noticed he was not really looking at me but passed me. He started to mumble between grunts as he fucked me, "...you like that whore...teach you...never in your ass...your ass is mine." He was imaging that he was fucking his horrible wife. That got me hot. I jerked my own cock and yelled, "Fuck my ass! Fuck it harder!" He obliged and I couldn't hold it any longer. String after string of my cum shot out and onto my chest. I threw my head back and I yelled out in ecstasy. With a growl, he surprised me by pulling completely out and turned me over. I barely had time to register what was happening when he rammed his cock into me again. With a renewed vigor and his hands holding my hips tightly, he rammed his cock into me again and again. I just held on for dear life while moaning, grunting, and yelling in lust. "My ass bitch!" He yelled as echoes of his skin slapped against my ass. I could only reply with, "Yes! Your ass! It's yours!" He slapped my ass a few times. The last one really stung and then I felt his hands really grip and grope into my cheeks. I could feel his climax coming. I tighten up ass and within a couple more thrust, I heard him moan loudly as he came He was spent, so I pushed back to let him fall back into his chair. I got on my knees and took off the condom. I took his softening cock in my mouth and sucked off all of his cream. He moaned even louder with each suck. When I was done milking him for all that he was worth, I got up and kissed him on his head. I turned and bent down to get my clothes so he could get one last look. Still in his chair, he rolled towards me and planted his lips where he'd spank me. He kissed my ass a couple more times and then licked my used asshole one last time. He turned me and stared at my semi erect cock. As if mesmerized by it, he opened his mouth and took it in. He began to suck me. I let out, "Mmmmmm, yes baby. Is this your first cock in your mouth?" He replied with a muffled, "Mmhmm." My cock grew inside his hot mouth. I started to thrust a little with in time of his bobs. For a first timer, he was a pretty good cock sucker. I dropped my clothes and put my hands on his head. I gently started to fuck his mouth. It felt so good. Dr. Peterson started to incorporate his tongue in the motion and I was close to cumming. I warned him and his mouth released me as he started to jerk me off. The mixture of precum and his own saliva dripped from his mouth and run down his neck. It was so hot. I exploded and I shot on his face. Most of it on his lips. He kissed the tip of my cock and then opened a drawer to get some hand towels. He handed me one and we cleaned up. I dressed and got ready to leave. I opened his office door and was about to leave when I decided to say, "That was good, but maybe next time, it would feel much better for me and you if you didn't have the condom." I looked at him with my wicked grin and winked. Still in a daze of lust, he smiled and agreed. I left thoroughly satisfied. Dr. Peterson better hurry up with those next ten cases or else I may have to lessen it to 5. Grinning, I went home to shower and reply what had just happened in that wonderful office.