(Author's Note: Hello to the wonderful Literotica community! It's been a while but the story-writing bug has bitten me once again. This one's going to be a much simpler and straightforward story. If interracial sex, athletes and doctors are your thing, you will love this one! Hope you enjoy it! Do drop a comment either way!)
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Susan leaned over the window and looked across the university campus with a smile. It was a beautiful institute that had amazing infrastructure and sports facilities. In fact, it was very well known for its sporting accomplishments and that was one big reason why Susan was delighted to be there. She completed her master's in physiotherapy earlier that year and wanted to gain some valuable experience before setting up on her own and was presented the perfect opportunity. She had already sat through a week of introductory sessions about the institute and today was the first day of her job.
She turned and looked at the life-size mirror in front of her. At 5'8", she knew she was good looking and had a well-maintained body. She spent a lot of time keeping herself fit through swimming and running. She was also used to being asked out almost every week by men and women alike during her course. Her friends would often inform her of people interested in her and advise her to on whom to pick. She never did go out with anyone however, and stuck to her studies for the most part.
She scanned herself from top to bottom. She was wearing a red sleeveless shirt that accentuated her breasts and a black formal skirt that ended above her knee. There was a white lab coat on her desk but she didn't care much for it. She brushed her long golden hair off her forehead and behind her ear as she surveyed her sharp facial features.
"And since when did you start obsessing over your looks?" she questioned her reflection with a smile and turned towards her seat. There was some paperwork she had to fill out which the director would check the next day. She had enough time for it but decided to start early.
The phone at her desk started ringing and she picked it up briskly.
"Hello, this is the physio's office," she announced formally.
"Oh thank goodness! You're the new doctor, Susan, right? Listen, this is coach Phillips of the football team. One of our boys just got injured in today's practice session. He fell awkwardly. He's not able to walk properly and seems in a lot of pain. I'm sending him over to you right now. He's our star player from Brazil. Name's Jairzinho. We would really like him fit for next week's league opener. We're counting on you!"
"Oh ...sure. I'll do my best...and get back to you as soon as I identify the issue. Is that okay?" Susan replied a little tensely.
After keeping the phone down, her imagination started running wild over the numerous problems a football player could face. She was really hoping the injury would be something she could solve and start her career on a good note. The worst would be to be the bearer of seriously bad news like a surgery requirement. As her mind raced, she realized she had never met a Brazilian before. The institute had many sports scholarships which attracted talents from many parts of the world and she assumed Brazilians would be involved in the football team for this reason. She didn't have much time to think further as she heard a knock at the door.
The door slid open and a young dark-skinned boy limped in with the help of another boy. Both were in the institute's football kit - well-fitting green jerseys and loose black shorts that ended well above the knee cap.
"Get him over here please," Susan instructed the boy who was helping out as she held the Brazilian's free arm and guided him to the patient bed beside her table.
"I have to get back to training, so please take care of him. Get well soon, Jairy!" the helper waved as he left the room. Susan smiled at him and proceeded to lock the door as she turned to her exotic patient.
"So tell me, where is the pain? ...Jairzinho, right?" Susan stood at the end of the table as she tried to identify the injury.
"Yes, madam. It aches horribly. It's here," Jairzinho held his left inner thigh as he spoke and clutched it in pain.
He was lifting his shorts giving Susan a good view of his muscular thigh. In general, Susan couldn't help but notice that he was extremely well built for his age. His hands were also muscular while his entire frame was sturdy. She decided to stop admiring the broad-shouldered Brazilian and bent her body to have a better look at the area he was clutching.
"Okay, you can let go now. Don't worry. Let me take a look," she spoke comfortingly as she saw him move his hand.
She slid her hand along his thigh softly taking care not to hurt him as her palm angled towards his inner thigh. She could feel his hefty thigh muscles as she pressed softly at each part.
"Where does it hurt? Here? ...or here?" she asked looking at his reaction as she ran her hand across various parts of his inner thigh.
"No... higher, madam. Higher," he replied in his thick South American accent which Susan seemed to enjoy a lot.
Susan took her palm higher as her hand immersed completely into his loose shorts. She couldn't help but notice the center of his shorts which were creating a large bulge. She gulped and tried to shake off what she just imagined and continued moving her hand higher up his thigh.
"Aah! Yes, there!" exclaimed Jairzinho as Susan was starting to wonder how much more she had to go.
Her hand stopped right beside where one of his testicles would be. She softly brought his legs closer to test her theory and got the reaction she was expecting.
"Aah that hurts! Madam!" Jairzinho winced.
Susan quickly spread his leg again and noticed him calming down.
"There's nothing to worry. You have a groin strain. It's only a first degree strain. You haven't damaged any tissue. It should get okay in 2-3 days," she looked at the Brazilian and smiled.
"Will I be able to play? Is there anything that can reduce the pain" Jairzinho asked with a lot more calmness than when he came in.
"Yes, you should be able to play. Don't bring your legs together for a while. Keep them spread apart. I'll softly massage that area now to give you some relief. After that, rest for 2 days and you should be fine," Susan smiled reassuringly at Jairzinho.
"Oh thank you, madam. You are a lifesaver!" Jairzinho declared emphatically.
"Ah, I didn't do anything at all!" Susan turned red. "Your strong body has made you well-equipped to deal with such minor issues," Susan threw back a compliment as she continued, "I'll start the massage now. Tell me if it hurts. Keep your legs spread."
Jairzinho nodded and spread his legs as he closed his eyes. With the situation in control and his gaze away from her, Susan slipped a quick look to the Brazilian's shorts again and noticed the size of his bulge. She started softly massaging the left groin area and felt her hand rub against his testicles as she pushed his shorts further upward.
"Oh sorry about that. This may happen a few times, okay?" she apologized and noticed Jairzinho nod his head in understanding with his eyes calmly closed.
She continued rotating her fingers around the same spot soothing the inner muscle as her hand kept touching his balls. Her gaze kept shifting to the center of his shorts. To her surprise, the bulge was getting bigger and she could see the outline of his shaft through the thin shorts now. It was coiled at the center and constantly growing suffering from a lack of space. As she moved her hands higher again to reveal a gap on the left side of the shorts, she saw his cock uncoil and slide into the vacant space sliding itself towards the left side right into her hands.
"Oh! Madam... I am sorry! It came in between i think," the Brazilian spoke first.
"Don't worry, Jairzinho. These things are normal. Do you mind if I hold it aside until the massage is complete?" Susan asked while thinking to herself that this was anything but normal.
"Of course, madam!" Jairzinho laid back and closed his eyes again giving Susan full control.
Filled with new confidence, Susan used her right hand to hold his half-erect cock and lift it so that her left hand could continue the massage. She felt the throbbing in her right hand as she could barely get her fingers around it completely. It was bigger than anything she had ever seen or imagined. She felt it getting harder in her palm and realized that this was not even the complete form. Susan felt a tinge between her legs.
"What are you doing, Susan? This is so not like you. You're supposed to be a professional!" Susan yelled internally but the sensation between her legs was only growing as she left his dick harden in our hands. The massage was completely off track with his huge member and her hands occupying all the space available inside his shorts. With all of it stuck in one leg, Susan froze not knowing what to do. Should she stop this barbaric act and get back to the treatment?
"Can I make a suggestion, madam?" Jairzinho quipped in his thick accent as he rose from the bed and looked at the confused Susan. "I think my shorts are getting in the way. I can remove them to give you space."
"Of course!" Susan replied excitedly before trying to calm herself down. "That makes sense."
Jairzinho pushed his shorts down as Susan helped him get it off his feet and placed it on her table. She glanced at the door to check if it was locked and sat down beside Jairzinho on the bed. She felt less guilty by telling herself that Jairzinho was the one who came up with the idea and not her. Thoughts of guilt came rushing back as she looked down at his dick in all its glory. It was quite erect now and was standing at an angle on its own. She yearned to know whether she would be able to wrap her hand around it in this state. She paused for a moment to think how majestic and beautiful it was as she felt the center of her panties throb in excitement.
"It's still in the way, so don't mind if I move it, okay?" Susan spoke quickly and proceeded without bothering for a reply.
