This is all true. Names have been changed for the safety of those involved.
It all started with a meeting.
I was starting my own marketing business and trying to gain clients. I had already had one client and it was going well but it wasn't enough money to support myself and I realized I needed to get another client or 2.
I realized my doctor had his own private practice but no website and on a whim called him up and asked for a meeting to discuss whether he needed my services. He agreed and we decided to meet the next week around lunch time and he would discuss what exactly he needed and we would see if we aligned.
The next week arrived and we met for lunch.
"Hey, man! How are you?" Dr. Rodgers said as he shook my hand.
"I'm doing great! Just been working a little and a little bit of traveling," I answered. "How's Terrence?"
"The boy's doing great. He moved to Chicago and is trying out for Second City so we'll see how that goes," he responded. His openly gay son, Terrence, and I had been...acquainted...a few times (another story for another time).
"Let's get down to business," Dr. R said. "I do not even know the first thing about a website but every client tells me we need a better one but now I cannot even find it on the web. All I know is that Terrence's friend, Joe, set it up for us a couple years ago."
"Well, maybe I can get in touch with him and figure out what your domain is so I can map it to a new website," I suggested.
"That's an excellent idea! I can send his contact info over to you real fast. As you know, I have a gay son, but just a warning that even Terrence says that Joseph is a 'flamer,'" Dr. R quipped. This was saying something considering Terrence was about as openly gay as possible ever since he was a kid.
You may be asking yourself why he felt the need to warn me. First off, I am as closeted as they come. I love women. They love me. But I also love cock. I can't explain it. Second, we live in Texas where not everyone is receptive to people who are different from themselves.
Anyways, Dr. Rodgers and I had a lengthy meeting where he told me everything from his wife's taste in music to how he got into the medical profession. He's a bit of a chatterbox.
I leave the practice and decide to go ahead and get the website stuff done since I didn't want to waste anyone's time. I call Joe on his cell phone and he picks up.
"Hello?" He did sound very effeminate.
"Hey this is [redacted] and I am doing some work for Dr. Rodgers and I was wondering if you had some info I could use. I am trying to get his website back up and running so his patients can get his info," I explained to him. "I was wondering if we could set up a time to meet and you could get me some of that info so I can help him out."
"Oh, yeah! That's fantastic! What day do you want to meet up?" Joe asked me. "I'm free anytime."
I couldn't help but notice how sexy and erotic his tone of voice was.
"I'm free anytime too and I'd rather meet as soon as possible," I answered.
"I'm free today. Let's meet at 2 at my home/office" He suggested. He actually said 'slash' too which elicited a chuckle out of me.
"That works. See you then."
My phone then buzzed that I had an email. It was Joe. He had sent me a note with some directions. The email read as follows:
"Bring your laptop if you can and try not to get lost!"
So I waited until about 1:30 and then decided to hit the road to his house. It was a relatively easy drive and so I arrived about 15 minutes early. I decided to go ahead and walk up the front walk and ring the doorbell.
But as I approached the front door I could see through the front window if I really peered. What I saw was incredible.
I saw someone I assumed to be Joe (I had never met him) naked in his living room...gay porn on the television and with a dildo suction cupped to his cabinets. It looked like he had just gotten undressed because he wasn't actually fucking the dildo yet. I decided I wanted to have a little fun and so I quickly rang the doorbell. Probably gave the poor guy a heart attack in the process, but I heard a muffled "Uhhh just a minute," from Joe and I waited for him to answer the door.
Finally after about 5 minutes he answered the door.
"Oh man I am so sorry! I thought I had time. I decided to shower and was finishing up when you rang the door bell."
I knew this was a lie but I played along. "Oh okay that explains it," I said with a little chuckle.
Joe was very attractive. Dr. Rodgers was right; this guy was clearly gay from the look of him. He had bleached blonde hair in a comb over with darker hair on the sides. He wore tight pants and toms shoes and I could see his dick, now quickly approaching flaccidity. He was about 5'8" and my guess was he was around 130 or 140. He was a little guy, especially compared to my 6'2" 190 lbs frame. Surprising to me was the fact that Joe was clearly a few years younger than me.
"Go take a seat at the kitchen table," He said. "Go into the living room and take a right through that door."