"That's my boy," he whispered. "Just like that."
It hurt and felt good, all at once. My body was bucking at the new and unfamiliar feeling.
The doctor pulled back out slowly, always acting with care, and slathered another thick coat of jelly onto his cock. Then he leaned into me again. This time he seemed to glide in with much less resistance.
"Ah, that's good," I said with a satisfied sigh.
"Son, that's just the head," the doctor said.
"What?" I looked over my shoulder to see him grinning at me.
"Why don't you just focus on Bobby? That will help loosen up your muscles."
I turned to Bobby and cupped his firm glutes. They were so taut in my hands. "You ready, Bobby?"
"Give it all to me," he said, looking over his shoulder with a glimmer in his eyes.
He leaned back against me while I pressed my cock into him. His hole was warm and pliable, swallowing me down without resistance. It felt like my entire cock was enveloped in a warm, wet hug. Pure heaven.
So this is what all the fuss is about, I thought.
The sheen of sweat glistened on Bobby's skin. I breathed into the back of his neck, then kissed it. I don't know why I was kissing someone I'd just met. It just felt right.
I tasted the salt of his skin. He shivered as goosebumps formed over the surface. I gently rolled my tongue down the middle of his back while we gyrated our hips together. My cock probed in and out of his glorious hole, sending tingling waves that swam to my balls.
Not to be outdone or forgotten, Doctor Doyle began thrusting deeper into me. My inner walls burned as his massive beast of a cock pried me open. But pleasure outpaced the pain and soon the entire lower trunk of my body was swallowed up by ecstasy. From my front to my back and everywhere in between, I was buzzing with amazing feelings I'd never known before.
"Are you okay, mate?" the doctor's deep voice vibrated into my ear.
I was so breathless, I could hardly speak. "Yes, but I—"
The warmth of his thick, hairy forearms wrapped around me and then he squeezed my nipples between his fingertips. That sent another wave straight down my core.
"I don't know if I can handle it," I murmured. "I don't know who to focus on and I don't want to finish too quickly."
Every time I rocked my hips forward, I buried myself to the root of my shaft inside Bobby while riding up the pole of Doctor Doyle. Then when I leaned back, Bobby's tight hole clamped greedily onto my cock head, as if desperate to keep hold of me while my hungry hole went down on the doctor.
"You're overthinking it," the doctor said. "Picture a dam being pummeled by a rushing river of water. It's filling to the top, spilling over the edges, and you're trying so hard to keep it contained. Let it break free. You're safe here. You won't drown in your feelings."
He was right. I closed my eyes and immersed myself in the pleasure. The two men began tag-teaming me so I wouldn't have to do any work. Bobby was impaling himself on my cock, riding up and down on my swollen rod while the doctor grabbed hold of my hips and began pounding me fast and hard.
Heat bloomed from somewhere deep inside me. My prostate gland, I realized. It was the same build-up I'd had the night before. I began quivering all over. Then something else began stirring inside my balls and climbing up to the head of my cock. It was like two types of orgasms surging together.
Sweat dripped from our bodies as we crashed into one another. Then I heard a loud, guttural scream tear through the air. It was just like the scream I'd heard when I saw that man bent over getting fucked on the bed. The man who sounded like he was getting murdered.
That's when I realized the screaming was coming from me. I'd never yelled out in such a primal way before. It seemed to erupt from my lungs without my control. My throat opened up and all my ghosts of repression were set free.
Then my whole body shook, my muscles tensed and tightened. "Ahhh, yeaaah!" I shouted out as I shot a wad of cum deep inside Bobby. My spirit felt lifted. I'd ascended from earth. And the river I'd held back came flooding out of me.
Doctor Doyle started growling like an animal, wild and untamed. He clutched my hips tighter and dug his fingers into my flesh. I could feel his gigantic cock stiffen and the bulbous head swelled, then he bucked as he dumped his fiery load of cum inside me.
Both my virgin cock and virgin hole had been thoroughly tended to that night. I felt like a new man. The inhibited Thomas Collins was gone for good. But I wasn't done yet.
Bobby had resumed pumping his cock while riding mine. I was still hard as a rock too, though my cock was feeling overly sensitive post-orgasm.
"Wait a minute," I said, taking hold of Bobby's right hand. "I want to finish what I started earlier."
I pulled apart from Bobby while Doctor Doyle dismounted from my sloppy, wet hole. I immediately missed the girthy feeling of fullness inside me.