Straight Men

By James Orr

Stories about Straight Men and what they get up to. Erotic nature. Adults only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Sep 28, 2011
• ISBN: 9781291047523

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Straight Men

Straight Men

Short Stories

James Orr

Copyright 2012 by James Orr

The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happenings.

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All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Book design by Sabaijai Designs

For Sam

Doctor Gordon

A quarter to six and Adam was again sitting in a doctor’s waiting room, this time waiting to see the consultant Dr Gordon. A large window looked out onto the quiet car park of the hospital building. It was already dark outside, the street lights glaring. He felt dark inside too.

Cold, despite still wearing his coat, he felt gloomy and frightened as he shivered in the chair, mostly from fear. The waiting room with its uncomfortable utilitarian furniture, similar to Dr Whitehead’s, his GP, did nothing to lift his state of darkness, and the inadequate lighting was too shadowy. An insignificant sound of music escaped from the headset plugged into his ears.

This truly had turned into the day from hell, Adam thought. Since leaving Dr Whitehead’s surgery this morning, having an argument with his girlfriend, and then coming to see the specialist this afternoon, his whole life seemed to have been upended, as if it had gone through a seismic shift.

And now his phone was ringing. He pulled it out of his coat pocket, yanked one of the earpieces away and looked at the display. It was Tracey.

Hi, he said, Where are you?

Just on my way back home. Sorry about earlier. I was in a mood.

Never mind. I’ll call round at your Mum’s when I’ve finished here.

See you later then, she said as she hung up.

Dr Gordon’s secretary appeared. A plump matronly woman in her late fifties, with her hair tied back in a ponytail, she had a distant smile on her heavily made up face.

Doctor will see you now.

He was ushered into a spacious room, fitted out with a desk, several chairs and a single high bed covered in a paper sheet.

I’m going now Doctor, I’ll lock the door on the way out, she said.

Thanks, I’ll see you tomorrow.

Dr Gordon was a tall handsome man in his forties, with a large nose and a thatch of blonde hair, dressed in a pinstriped suit, with a crisp white shirt and a red tie. There was a slight aloofness about him, which made Adam think he could as easily passed for a barrister as a doctor. He greeted me, flashed a dazzling smile.

Please Adam, sit down, he said, opening a turquoise file, inside which Adam could see a letter from Dr Whitehead. He then sat down himself, reading it.

As he read, Adam’s eyes scanned the neat desk containing a large framed photograph of a perfect woman with two children. He assumed it was the doctor’s family. The woman was equally blonde as were the two boys.

Having finished reading, he leaned forward with the faintest of expression. How are you feeling?

Adam coughed before speaking, Nervous.

Don’t be, I think we should examine you, find out what is going on.

Adam stood up to remove his coat and laid it over the chair he had been sitting on.

The doctor told him to take off all his clothes except his underwear at the same time as he removed his jacket and tie. Adam wore his boxer shorts today because they covered more of his body. After he had taken his socks he sat on the examination table waiting for the doctor, who was still reading.

Doctor Gordon performed the normal set of examination procedures and then he asked Adam to stand up in front of him while he sat on a little stool. He spread his legs and pulled Adam a little closer to him and told Adam to lower his shorts. Adam knew he was going to do a hernia test and examine his genitals like he'd had done since he was a little boy but it still made him feel uncomfortable doing it in front of another man.

Adam lowered his shorts down to about mid-thigh. The doctor immediately reached up and touched my balls and felt them between his fingers. I guess he was feeling for lumps or something. He felt all around them for about two minutes which seemed like forever to me. Then he reached under my balls and pushed up into the groin and asked me to cough. Everything was fine I guess.

Then the doctor reached up and took my penis in his hand and lifted it up and looked at it. He moved my penis in his hand very gently kind of stretching it a little to look at the side of it. Then he reached up with his other hand and started to squeeze the head of my penis as if examining the piss hole or something. His other hand was now grasping my cock by the base and he was holding it in a tight grip while he examined the head forcing blood into the head of my dick and making it turn purple. I figured this was all a part of his professional examination.

The manipulation of my cock was having a strange effect on me and I actually started to like his touch on my dick. I knew I couldn't think like this or I would get a hard on right in this man's hands. But it was already too late and my cock started to engorge with blood while he was squeezing it.

I think the doctor felt it in his hands and he stopped examining the head with his one hand but kept his grip around the base of my cock with the other. I hadn't come in about five days so I knew once my cock started to grow there would be no stopping it. Man, this was going to be embarrassing! I had never gotten a hard on in front of another man in my entire life and here I was with a stranger getting an erection in his hands.

As my cock started to harden I thought I felt the doctors hand start to shake a little as if he was nervous or something.

I'm sorry doctor, but your touching me there has kind of got the blood flowing a little if you know what I mean, I said. All I could do was pray for the earth to swallow me whole. I swallowed hard and turned beet red. Please don’t let him embarrass me any further, I thought to myself.

I noticed, he said as he took his hand away from my now half hard cock. Everything looks OK, the doctor said and I almost felt sorry that he took his hand away. Then he said to lie down on the bed and spread my legs. He took off my shorts and put them on the chair.

I knew what was coming now as I heard him slipping on a rubber glove.

I'm just going to check your prostate, so just relax, he said.

Yeah right I thought I'll relax while you stick your finger up my asshole and poke around in there. I breathed out and then I felt one of his hands on my bottom and then a finger started to lightly touch my arsehole. I took another deep breath expecting it to jab right in like other doctors had done before but it didn't. He lightly rubbed the outer part of my hole all around the rim with lubricant on the tip of his finger.

This will relax your sphincter so it won't be so uncomfortable when I insert my finger into your rectum, he told me.

I didn't say anything. Then I felt him take his hand off my bottom and lightly press out on my inner thigh and said, Spread your legs a little further please.

I spread my legs wide now and I could feel my hole start to open up a little as he continued rubbing the rim with his finger. Then I felt another finger join the other in the rubbing so he was rubbing my whole arsehole area and it was getting very slick with the lubricant he was using on his fingers.

I looked down between my legs and I could see my cock starting to harden again and I was shocked.

I'm getting hard from this doctor giving me a rim job with his fingers. What am I some kind of gay or something? I couldn't believe it was happening. Then I felt the doctor start to push his finger into my hole very slowly and just the tip entered my hole. He stopped and just left his fingertip in my hole about an inch. I could feel my hole relax around his finger and he must have felt it too because he started to push in again until he had his finger inserted about three inches into my hole. He stopped again and held it there. I relaxed more and then I felt his finger start probing around my insides.

He touched my prostate and started rubbing it very gently as if examining it with his finger tip. At this point I looked down at my cock and it was rock hard. It was pointing straight at me and I could see a little clear drop of precum forming at the tip while the doctor was rubbing my prostate.

Again it was actually starting to feel good to me. Is this what gay guys feel like? Is this what they do to each other? These thoughts were running through my head as I felt the finger start to pull out of my hole very slowly.

When he had his finger out he asked me if I felt any discomfort and I kind of groaned, No.

He asked how long I gone without sex because my prostate seemed a bit enlarged. I told him it had been five days since my last orgasm and said it was because my girlfriend had her periods and she always went off sex.

Then he asked about the little fleshy growth on my arsehole rim which I'd had for about ten years. Other doctors had looked at it and said it was nothing to worry about.

The doctor said, I'd like you to sit on the end of the bed and put your feet in some stirrups so I can have a better look at it.

The other doctors said it was nothing to worry about, I said nervously.

I know and it probably is nothing to worry about but I'd like to have a look while you're here just to make sure.

I reluctantly and slowly agreed partly because I was waiting for my cock to go down before moving to the end of the bed. My cock was still hard when I lifted myself to the end and slid back until my feet could get into the stirrups which the doctor had spread out.

Now this was embarrassing. Here I was with my legs spread wide and my entire genital and arsehole area exposed to this doctor whom I had never met in my life. On top of that my cock was hard and dripping precum onto my thigh for him to see. I saw him glance at it briefly while he was putting my feet in the stirrups and I wondered what he thought.

He pulled up the stool right in front, so he was eye level with my arsehole and balls. He reached up and started rubbing my asshole again with two fingers which he had dipped into the lubricant again. Then he asked if I felt any pain in the parts of my hole during excretion. I told him I didn't feel any pain. I didn't tell him I certainly wasn't feeling pain right now because his fingers were really starting to turn me on again.

I looked down at my cock and it was rock hard and sticking up at a 45 degree angle from my belly. Precum was starting to drip out the end in a steady flow. I then saw the doctor looking at me between my legs and he was watching my cock too.

Does this stimulate you? he asked.

I told him, It must because my cock is getting very hard. This has never happened before I swear.

It’s okay, he said reassuringly.

You must be pretty horny not having come in five days, a young man like you. I couldn't hold out that long I know that, the doctor said.

What is the doctor saying to me? Is he coming onto me? Then I felt his other hand start feeling my balls again pulling them down and stretching them.

You have really nice balls you know. They must be really full of spunk.

I felt his fingers start to enter my hole again but this time they didn't wait, they just jabbed in. But they didn't hurt at all this time either. They went in easily due to the lube on his fingers and because my hole was so relaxed from his stimulation.

Now he started moving his fingers in and out of my hole and then I felt a third finger join the other two. I thought this was going to hurt but it didn't. I was just lying there letting all this happen because it was feeling so good. I didn't stop to think about what I was doing with this doctor.

Then I leaned up on my elbows and looked down to watch the doctor and he was very intense and his mouth had opened up a little as he was playing with my nuts and asshole. He had a very lustful look on his face. He looked up at me almost meekly like he knew he couldn't stop what he was doing because he was too horny himself.

Does it feel good?

I nodded to him. He had no idea how good it felt. I felt my hips start to move with each thrust of his fingers in my asshole and my cock was now flowing with precum. The doctor stood up and moved in closer between my spread legs so he could fuck my asshole with his fingers better. He added the fourth finger which I figured was coming at any time and I almost wanted it.

My hole was practically sucking his whole hand in. The doctor was drooling now while looking at my hard cock and I reached down and pushed it away from my body down towards my balls. It wouldn't go very far because it was too hard but it was standing straight up now and the precum started flowing down the sides. I couldn't help myself, I had to wank it.

I didn't care if I was in front of another guy at this point. Besides this other guy was finger-fucking me like crazy while he was pulling on my balls. He was completely lust crazed as he watched me start to stroke my big hard greasy cock, up and down in long slow strokes. The stirrups had my legs splayed wide open and it felt great. I could pump my cock into my hand by pushing up my hips and into the doctor’s fingers in my hole.

This was really getting very hot and horny. I could smell the sex from my crotch and the doctor was moaning while watching me wank my cock. He leaned over my cock while I was stroking it, looked into my eyes asking for permission to go further, I nodded and he stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched it to the head of my dripping cock and he licked off a big drop of precum.

His eyes had glazed over and he was acting like he was so horny that he was out of control. This really turned me on knowing my cock and balls and asshole were turning this handsome man on. I looked down at the doctor’s crotch and saw his hard cock in his pants and a big wet spot where his precum was leaking out wetting his pants. He sure had a big looking cock. I had never seen another guy’s hard cock before and certainly not on a guy who was finger-fucking me and licking my cock.

Take your cock out, I said.

I couldn't believe it was me saying it but I really wanted to see the hard cock.

He took his hand off my balls and reached down to undo his zipper and open his trousers. He pushed them down and stepped out of them leaving him standing with just his underwear on and his shirt. Then he pulled off his shirt and stood only in his knickers with the head of his now leaking cock sticking over the waist band.

It really looked hot. It was shiny, hard and purple just like mine and it was big and thick, too.

He started rubbing his cock through the fabric of his underwear as he finger fucked me and watched me masturbate while I was watching him. We were both really getting horny and I knew I was going to cum any minute if I kept this up.

Take them off, I want to see your whole hard cock right now.

I was going crazy with lust now. He pulled down his knickers and they fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. Now he was standing in front of me completely naked with his two fingers fucking in and out of my asshole. His cock looked a lot better now that it was completely free. It was big and leaking precum all down the sides as the doctor started stroking it up and down to the same rhythm as my stroking.

Why don't you put that big hard cock in my arsehole? It looks like it will fit now that you've opened it up with your fingers.

The doctor immediately pulled his fingers out of my arsehole, stretched over to take a condom out of a small plastic box and moved himself into position to fuck me with his big hard cock. He was shaking with lust. As soon as the condom was fitted, he came in between my legs and touched his cockhead to my hole and rubbed it around for a little while then started to push it in slowly.

Even though he had stretched my hole open with his fingers his cock was so thick that it didn't go in easily and started to stretch my hole even wider. It hurt at first but as he pushed it in further and further the pain started to go away.

His cock reached way up inside my hole and started to touch my prostate every time he thrust it into me. This was starting to drive me wild and the doctor was starting to moan really loud.

What if someone hears us and comes in the unlocked door I thought. I didn't worry for long because at this point I didn't care. I was way too hot and horny to care. I would probably have even liked it if someone came in right now and saw me getting fucked hard by the doctor’s big cock while I was jerking off my own big greasy cock.

This was hot, hard, man to man sex at its hottest and I was really getting into it. I had no idea how hot this kind of male sex could be. My balls started to pull up against my cock and I knew I was going to come soon. The doctor was really fucking me hard, now taking full length strokes into my hot arse. Our hips were in sync with each other.

Give me that cock, I yelled at him. Pump it in me harder. Harder. Faster. He reached up and pushed my hand away from my cock and grabbed it and started stroking my cock for me while he was fucking me. This was incredible. His hand felt fantastic on my cock and his hand was covered with my precum which was flowing all over his knuckles while he jacked me off.

He really started stroking me now and I figured he was going to come up my arsehole soon so I started rocking and pumping my hips onto his cock and hand and moaning with each stroke.

Fuck that big hard cock into my hot hole. I love it.

I couldn't believe I was saying these things but I did love it. My cock was burning with lust and ready to burst with hot spunk.

Come now, come with me.

I'm going to come up your hot ass, he moaned and really started fucking me.

He slid his hand up my shaft and then reached up with his other hand and started stroking my long hard cock with both hands. This took me over the edge. He was fucking me hard and holding my dick like it was a handle to give him leverage while plowing into my arse. I could feel spunk start at the base of my cock and screamed, I'm coming.

He moaned out loud and bent over my cock as my spunk started squirting up into his mouth. I could feel him squirting into my arsehole filling me up with his hot sperm. We were pumping at each other for several minutes during our orgasm and finally it came to an end.

Hi Tracey, I’m all done at the hospital, I’ll see you soon.

I walked over to my car, feeling like I was in a John Wayne movie; I was convinced I was now bowlegged. My arse still throbbing from the pounding it had just received.

Professor

By two, the office was all cleaned up and my graduate teaching assistant, Tom, was gone, leaving me spent of sexual tension, if only for an hour or two. I had quite an appetite for graduate students.

My wife rang at one to remind me we were going out for dinner that night with some friends. I wasn’t looking forward to it all, but told her I had remembered.

The two o’clock was going to be a chore, however. One of my students had turned in a paper early, which wasn’t like him, and when I started to check it over, I found that he’d badly plagiarized nearly everything in it. This had dismayed me, not only because Pete was one of the stars of the football team, which was set to play its biggest game of the year three weeks from now, just about the time this scandal would become public, but also because he was beautiful in a way that had made my cock ache to be inside him ever since he’d showed up to my class.

I had thought he was West Indian with his looks that were so ruggedly handsome and his skin that was chocolate laced with milk brown, but I soon came to learn from things he’d said in class that he was from a mixed-race family.

He always showed up to class, as athletes are prone to do, in sloppy gym clothes that left little doubt about his musculature and how well his package was filled out. And his bottom cheeks were bulbous. I could hardly keep my hands off him.

And now I was going to have to do something that might get him expelled and might annoy the powers that be.

He entered my office and both my heart and my cock took a leap. He was beautiful, as always, wearing those tight shorts and that school sweat shirt with the arms cut out to show off the mountainous curves of his biceps. He was carrying a folder under his arm. The veins of his biceps and arms bulged out, being pushed out to the surface by his heavily developed muscles. The arm and neck holes were cut down enough that a profusion of black, curly hair spilled out in profusion. His short, black, curly hair was glistening.

He sat down in the chair next to my desk, very close to me, putting his folder on my desk, and gave me a grin that was all white teeth. His eyes were hazel green. What a contrast in parentage.

Big, powerful knees were pointed at me, bisecting big muscled thighs and firm calves, all covered with a black, curly down. He was wearing open sandals, and he had big, long feet, with long sensuous toes, dark brown, with a tinge of pink under them. I wondered if what they said about big feet on a man was true.

But I got right to business, trying to ignore the yearning in my crotch. I’ve read the paper you turned in, Pete.

And did you like it? I worked very hard to get it in early, Pete said, giving me another of his big grins.

I liked it when I first read what you had put in it, Pete. But that was when someone else had written it. Some of this is straight out of our textbook.

The grin faded a bit.

We have to practice hard, Professor. The big game is coming up. This is important for the university.

I’m quite aware of all of the ramifications of this, Pete. It would have been well if you had been. I understand what this could mean for the university, particularly financially, but you are here, first, to learn. And I am here to see that you learn properly. What are we going to do with you now, Pete?

Pete gave me a perplexed look, but that slowly changed into a mischievous grin look.

Well, I’m sure we could come to some arrangement, Professor, he said in a low voice.

His big, beefy hands reached out and settled on the top of my tightly closed thighs. I’m sure he could feel my legs trembling through the thin material of my trousers. My legs felt like jelly, and I didn’t resist when the hands went between them and pulled them apart.

I know your assistant, Tom, pretty well. In fact, you might say I know him biblically.

One of his hands had moved up to cup my balls.

Ummm, he said, letting his breath out slowly and widening his grin. And Tom didn’t lie about you. You do seem interested in accommodating me. That would be one word for it. He laughed at that.

Pete, this isn’t solving your problem, I said weakly.

OK, I’ll get right to the point of what we can do to serve each other. I’ll suck you, here and now, and you’ll give me a passing grade on that paper.

I just stared at him, and then said, I’m a married man.

Not good enough? he said. Well, how about if I let you fuck me too, and let me turn in another paper. Now, that’s a good compromise, isn’t it? I’d be fulfilling my course requirement. We could just forget the first paper. You’ve wanted me all term. I can tell. No need to fight it. I’m here and willing. I’m certified clean too, if that matters. If you are too, you can bareback. I just saw Tom in the hall. He said that had really turned you on.

The hand was driving me crazy. He had taken his other hand and rolled my chair around until we were closely facing each other, his knees between mine.

Yes, I managed huskily, That would be a good compromise.

I didn’t know what else I could have done or said. I don’t think I could have let him out of the office now no matter what deal he had proposed.

Shall we seal the bargain? he asked.

He wrapped his free hand around my tie and pulled my face into his, and we kissed. For such a big, bruising football player, he had a soft sensuous mouth. Our tongues duelled, and his won, which should have alerted me to the fight I’d have on my hands over control.

I’d always controlled my partners. That’s why I usually did my fucking among my students, who depended on me for their grades.

His tongue pushed mine down, and he swabbed the insides of my mouth until I was gasping for breath. He’d obviously done a lot of this. It wouldn’t be a matter of me deflowering someone who had always gone straight up to now. At length, he let loose of the tie and I collapsed back my chair.

Does that door have a lock on it? he asked. I think we are about to get into a very compromising position.

I struggled out of my chair and stumbled over to the door and locked it. When I turned around to come back, he had already stripped down and was leaning against the centre of my desk, his cheeks on the rim. He was supporting his weight with his arms out wide on the desk and his legs were out wide as well.

He was just as beautiful as I had imagined he would be. All beefy muscle, but perfectly formed. His torso was exactly like the armour of a Roman soldier, but it wasn’t armour. It was all flesh and bone and muscle, bulging veins running around and down his chest just as they did on his biceps and arms.

His chest was huge, as were his black nipples, each of which was surround by a dark brown aureole. And the muscles of his abs stood out like plates of armour.

Although bulbous, his butt cheeks had deep hollows at the hips, which only accentuated his small waist and rounded bottom. He was covered in a profusion of curly black hair.

The first thing I noticed after drinking my first impression of his magnificence in, was the tube of lubricant he’d taken out of the folder he had brought and laid beside him. But the second thing I focused on was at the very centre of him. I was mesmerized by a respectable-sized and unusually thick cock and big, low-hanging balls. What really drew my attention was that the whole package was jet black. It was almost as if the package had been jerked off the blackest of Africans and sewed onto a Caucasian who just had a particularly good tan.

I walked slowly over to Pete, and while I was doing so, he asked, Like what you see?

He was very much aware of where my eyes were locked. It was a gift from my daddy. It’s always given the boys and girls a thrill.

I stood in front of him, while he unbuttoned and removed my shirt, leaving my tie on and then unbuckled my belt, pulled down my zipper and let my trousers drop to the floor.

Oh, boy, he exclaimed as he saw my low-hanging dick, now already at half erection. Tom didn’t lie about this either. I bet this has always given the boys and girls a thrill too.

Well, mostly the boys, I answered. I haven’t been much for girls for several years.

Oh, I take all the chances I can get to bury my cock, Pete answered.

And I’ll bet you get a chance several times a day, I answered with a laugh.

Something like that, Pete responded with a grin.

He stood up and came to me; his lips went to mine, as his hands went to my cock and balls. I reached for him as well. His tool was impossibly thick, and was growing under my touch.

After both of our cocks were hardening nicely, I pushed him back on the desk and hovered over him, my lips going to those big, black nipples with their huge aureoles, my pelvis pushing into his, with our prongs grinding together like bayonets.

I sucked him hard like a nursing baby, and he moaned in appreciation. I tongued down his chest. He had one heavy leg propped on my shoulder and I was holding the other one up. My free hand was cupping one of his butt cheeks and my thumb was at his arse hole, rimming the hole and rhythmically pressing on it.

I had my tongue in his navel, about ready to travel to his package, when he grunted and struggled up to a sitting position.

Could we do this on the rug over there between the sofa and the front of the desk? The edge of this desk is cutting into my bottom.

Sure, I answered. Wherever you want. Over there and on your back. I’ve got to get you open if you’re going to take me all in.

Pete moved over to the front of the sofa and flopped down on the rug on his back. He crossed his arms behind his head and gave me a mischievous smile, showing no concern, like he was fucked by an eleven incher every day of the week.

He’d taken the tube of lubricant with him and dropped it beside him on the floor. I came over and laid down on my belly below him, my chest between his legs. I wove my arms around his thighs and back onto his belly, where I let my hands glide through his hair from his belly to his nipples.

I started giving that lovely, lovely black cock attention with my mouth. I could barely get it in my mouth, but I managed, and Pete seemed to enjoy my efforts.

I wanted to get him off before I fucked him, but I didn’t want to do so yet. So, after I had gotten him to the point where he was arching his back and sighing and moaning and rotating his cock in my mouth with his hips, I pulled away from him and sucked and nibbled those heavy black balls for a few minutes.

While I was sucking his balls, I’d brought one of my hands back to his butt and quickly had my thumb buried up his ass. I brought the other hand down, inserted that thumb and pulled him open. His hole was very tight for a player.

I moved my hands to the underside of his thighs, rolled his hips up, and lowered my mouth to his hole. I rimmed and tongued him there until I heard him moaning again.

It was time to suck Pete off and then to get to my fuck. I moved my mouth to his cock and swallowed him a second time. But, quick as a flash, he sat up and turned his body on mine.

I want to sixty nine, Professor. I can’t go on without checking out your cock.

He was straddled above me, head to toe. I regained a mouth hold on his cock, and he started to play my cock madly with his tongue and

Reviews for Straight Men

[Dr. Mike · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

Why are there so many stories included about sex with teenagers? Especially ones that try to portray the teens as the seducer. It is not titillating or taboo, it's disconcerting and a little creepy. I understand that the legal age of consent in the UK is 16, however it is 18 in the States and that's kind of pushing it if they are still in high school.