*This is a work of fiction and my fantasy continues. Characters are over 18 yrs.*
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After my shift ended I rode home. On the ride I was giddy with anticipation of what was to come. I couldn't stop thinking about sucking Dr C's cock and swallowing his cum. I had to stand up to pedal because the movement of my legs when sitting down was creating a friction against my penis that was driving me crazy.
When I got home I stripped, shaved, sat on the toilet and then got into the shower. I paid particular attention to cleaning my anus although I was unsure if I was ready to have Dr Crenshaw's penis in there but figured it wouldn't hurt to be ready. My fingers actually felt really good inside but held off masturbating because I wanted to save myself for Dr. Crenshaw.
I quickly got dressed in cycling attire knowing that my spandex shorts would keep my cock from rubbing and then dumped out everything from my backpack and grabbed a bunch of clothes and my toiletries bag. Grabbed my bike, locked up and headed out. Dr C lived 5 miles away and it was an easy ride with the light traffic, but I was eager to get there so I rode hard. I stopped at a corner deli near his apartment and picked up some flowers. I thought it would be cheesy but I figured it might be perceived as a nice gesture.
I got to his building and noticed right away that it was really nice. Awning out front and a doorman.
"Hi, I am here to see Dr Crenshaw. Do you have a place where I might leave my bike or could I take it up with me?"
"Let me check with the doctor and your name is?" He asked, looking me up and down. I wasn't really paying attention at that point because I was a bundle of nerves.
"Dr Steinberg." I said with a smile. I was a bit sweaty from the ride over.
"The doctor says to bring it up with you." He guided me to the elevator, inserted a key, and then pressed the PH button, took out his key, and before turning around winked at me. I guess the flowers were a give away or maybe it was the bulge in my spandex. The doorman looked kind of cute, too. Guess the doorman knows what I am here for.
When I got to the penthouse, the elevator door opened into a foyer with a double door in front of me, and Dr Crenshaw stood in it smiling and dressed in a muscle shirt and bikini briefs. Upon seeing me he pointed to his right where I saw a bike rack with top of the line bikes in it. My eyes bulged at all the two wheel bling. I put my lowly commuter bike in the rack.
Turning towards him my gaze started at his face and then moved to his crotch. I licked my lips in anticipation of getting his cock in my mouth again. I sauntered over to him and I couldn't stop thinking that he was the spider and I was the fly and he was about to eat me alive. Not that it was a bad thing given the circumstances. I really had the urge to drop to my knees and suck his cock.
I kept my composure and handed him the flowers. "Hi, these are for you." I said.
He stuck his face into them and inhaled and then turned to me, grabbed me with one hand and pulled me into a kiss. It was a hungry kiss and I melted at the emotions that it brought out of me. He purposefully rubbed his bulge against my spandex covered one and we both moaned.
Breaking the kiss, he invited me in and asked if I needed to freshen up after my ride over.
I asked if he wouldn't mind letting me hop in the shower real quick. He led me to the master bath going through his bedroom first where I noticed a king size bed with the covers turned down.
Jokingly I asked, "Is that where the magic is going to happen?"
Turning to me he smiled and said, "one of the places for sure." Turning back around he led me into the bathroom and started the water.
I pulled down my spandex cycling shorts and my penis sprung free. Then I took off my socks and shirt, I sauntered up to him but before I could hug him from behind he turned around and smiled at me and then looked at my rock hard penis. He wrapped his arms around me pushing his bulge into my naked cock and we kissed.
Breaking the kiss he pushed me towards the shower and said, "Rinse off and then meet me in the dining room, Sweetie." Then he turned and left. Hearing him use that term of endearment turned me on even more.
I got in and showered quickly and then got out and dried off. Reaching into my bag I pulled out a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt, put them on and then went out to meet him.
I noticed the food was on the table and he was arranging the flowers. I walked up behind him and pushed my crotch into his rear, my bulge settling in nicely between his cheeks and then wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the neck. I felt something odd between his butt cheeks. Before I could investigate further he pulled away from me and said let's eat.
While eating, we talked about our careers, why we wanted to become doctors, where we went to school, and just about everything you would talk about on a first date. I was nervous but the wine we were drinking started to put me at ease. We talked about cycling, too. He said he rode competitively in Ironman races. I told him I only ride for transportation. We even got into some relationship history. I told him about my ex. He talked about his partner who died a few years ago in a car accident. He got choked up over this.
I reached out and took hold of his hand to sympathize with his anguish. I pulled his hand to me and kissed his knuckles. I was at a loss for words but he appreciated the gesture.