
Description: Damien walked the man he was seeing out of his apartment. Even standing on the tips of his toes, he was too short to reach the mustached mouth. The man laughed at Damien and lifted him into the air as they kissed each other goodbye. Damien waived as the sexy man entered the elevator before closing his door. He let out a large breath and massaged his lower stomach with his fingertips. “What the hell is going on with me?” he thought as he entered the bathroom and stared at his reflection in the mirror. For the last two months, Damien had been trying to figure out why he felt such discomfort when the two of them were playing. He was no stranger to abnormally large cocks and had taken them all with ease. Their first two hook-ups took place in a restroom stall, so Damien thought it must have been the position he had to contort himself into on the toilet to allow rear access. However, the feeling was still there the next time they fucked in the back of the dude’s pick-up truck. The following day, Damien joined the yoga class at his gym, thinking stretching and meditation would cure it. It didn’t. Neither did loosening his body with massages and saunas or prepping his fuckhole with large toys before meeting up. Damien decided that his self-diagnosis wasn’t helping and made an appointment with his favorite physician, Dr. Wolf. He was in good hands when he went to his physician for a check-up or for something a little more urgent. Dr. Wolf was internationally recognized as an expert in concerns related to smaller men and Damien knew he would know exactly how to treat him. As he waited in the exam room for Dr. Wolf to arrive, he couldn’t believe he was getting turned on by the anatomy posters around the room. Tight muscles, low hanging balls, beautiful uncut cocks; the drawings made him hungry to be internally explored, and he hoped Dr. Wolf could root out the problem he was having. Dr. Wolf smiled at Damien when he opened the door. “I can’t keep you out of the office,” he said with a small laugh. The flirty, dark-haired twink giggled, “I have a valid reason this time!” and explained the reason for his visit. Dr. Wolf told the tiny twink to undress and climb onto the examination table. Once on his hands and knees, the physician lowered Damien’s bikini briefs to expose his smooth caramel backside. He inserted a finger. Slowly working his digit in and out of the sphincter, Dr. Wolf asked if there was any discomfort before adding another. “Perhaps it isn’t a depth issue, maybe it is related to girth” he hypothesized. Removing the stirrups from the table, Damien laid back and lifted his feet into the cold metal rests. To test his theory, Dr. Wolf worked anal stimulants of various sizes into the tender pucker. When attempting to insert the largest instrument, Damien stopped the doctor. “Actually, it is kind of uncomfortable. It isn’t the same as the real thing” he said through clenched teeth. “Can we try … the real thing?” “Are you sure?”, Dr. Wolf said as he slowly stroked Damien’s shaved penis. A wicked grin grew on Damien’s face as he pulled his legs back presenting his now prepared hole to Dr. Wolf, whose massive tool was bulging through his pants and was in need of personal attention. Pulling down his briefs, the doctor’s heavy erection slapped against Damien’s hungry ass. Dr. Wolf coated his enormous helmet with spit and began his journey inside. Damien’s moans were a mixture of bliss and physical exhaustion as Dr. Wolf jerked his Latin prick with one hand while rearranging his colon with his oversized cock. He tunneled into the snug hole, pulling out completely and then jamming the entire length back inside. Each thrust deeper than the one before. Damien closed his eyes and curled his toes. He focused on relaxing his body and opening himself wholly as he endured the powerful long-dicking. He grabbed his cock. Damien matched the doctor’s fuck motion with his own strokes. As he beat himself closer to his load, Dr. Wolf pulled his legs further apart, aiming his cock directly against Damien’s prostate. Damien couldn’t hold back and began shooting a thick white load onto his stomach. Dr. Wolf coated his cock with Damien’s jizz. He pushed back inside and fucked the whimpering bottom ferociously. Lust quickly consumed Dr. Wolf. Patient care was replaced with his need to cum. His low hanging balls smacked hard against the ass he was destroying. This hole was there to give him pleasure. His cock swelled, locking his manhood inside Damien. He grabbed the tiny waist, steadying himself as his dick unleashed rope after rope of spunk. Damien felt each pulse as he was being loaded. Still deeply embedded, Dr. Wolf leaned forward and gently kissed Damien. The intensity of the fuck and the glazing of his insides were exactly what he needed. Damien knew Dr. Wolf would know how to help him. He only hopes the doctor makes house calls - in case he needs another injection.