The Doc told me that he did this with all of the soccer players, and so I loosened a little bit more. As he was groping my pecs and tummy area, his mitts would glided further south, groping my cock on occasion. I asked him if we were done, but he said no and to just relax. Readjusting on the table, Rimmerman had me stir to the end of the exam table, and he was massaging me in ways that no one else ever has. Pulling me close to his body, and I didn't know what was going to happen. The Doc was getting hot, so he took off his T-shirts to give him some relief. Rubbing and moving my ballsack around, he asked me to hold them up while he examined down below. I had no idea what he was looking for, since I didn't complain about anything. However, the pawing was kicking off to feel good, and I didn't indeed want him to know that. He told me that he would use a tool, and a few seconds later I realized that it was his tongue that was against my hole. He asked me how it felt, and I told him good. |