Dr. Wolf was reading over patient charts on his laptop when his phone buzzed. He snatched up the device and saw that he had received a text from his patient—and secret lover—Damien. The message said that the little dude was dropping by, and wondered if the good doctor minded.
Damien believed in his heart of hearts that he had an addiction, and only Dr. Wolf could possibly help him. If the lusty Latin lover were being perfectly frank, Dr. Wolf’s eye-popping pecker was practically all the boy could think about.
Damien perched himself up against the MD’s massive shoulders. At the young twink’s careful, casual touch, the diligent doctor emitted a low murmur. He tried to keep a straight face as he worked on his patient charts, but the boy’s purring into his ear was irresistible.
Both doctor and patient were naked in no time.
Damien could barely manage to wrap both of his tiny doll-sized hands around the moaning MD’s mammoth daddy-meat. Dr. Wolf’s cock rested up against Damien’s miniature chest, and it was nearly the length of the passionate twink’s chest and abs.
Damien was, at this point, glistening with perspiration and gently shaking. He knew full well what was next when Dr. Wolf’s next instruction was for the boy to hop up into his lap…!
