Richie West Bottoms For Legrand Wolf Once Again

When Dr. Wolf entered the room, Richie was clearly caught up reading the names of each muscle, thinking about what he’d seen in porn and online. Dr. Wolf was amused by Richie’s interest, loving the view into Richie’s inner world.

Dr. Wolf offered him a little tour of the posters, showing him where each element of the drawing corresponded with his body. Dr. Wolf told him to take off his clothes, something Richie was happy to do. As he stripped off his shirt, it wasn’t lost on him how much more comfortable he was being naked. Perhaps it had something to do with the privacy of the office, but of course Dr. Wolf’s bedside manner is known for making young guys feel at ease stripped down.

Dr. Wolf pointed to each point on Richie’s body, gesturing to the poster to where each muscle was. Richie was intrigued and enlightened, but the soft, gentle touches of the tall doctor’s hands triggered something in him more potent than intellectual growth.

The older man turned his boy toward him, smiling with immense pride and pleasure. He sat him down on the medical table behind him and gave him a sweet, tender kiss. Richie’s pale flesh flushed red all over his chest. It was hard for him to hide when he was aroused and flustered.

Dr. Wolf unzipped his pants, wanting to show him just what kind of effect Richie had on him in return. The older man revealed his monster cock sheathed in red underwear, barely contained with a dark, shiny spot on the tip of where his head rested. He leaked an amount of pre-cum that made Richie’s eyes go wide.

Dr. Wolf invited him to taste it, an offer that Richie accepted with no hesitation. He pressed the tip of his finger to the wet spot, bringing it to his mouth like he was tasting a drop of honey. And similarly, it was sweet, rich, and thick on his tongue…