***Hey, that's what everyone wants, and I will tell you
about Dr. Wall's method, but only if you are over
18 years of age. If you are younger, keep your
first teeth out of here. Older and longer in the
tooth are welcome.
I am a fresh minted dentist. Jim Wall is the name. My father bank rolled me for this new office. It's small, but it's in a good neighborhood and the waiting room is attractive and my equipment new. There is only one problem...patients.
I decided that, with one stroke, I could attractive patients and offer them a painless experience in the chair. I've been thinking about this in dental school and I've studied some literature on pain control through misdirection.
Some of the psychology books I read indicated that a person can't experience pain and pleasure at the same time. Jeff, a fellow dental student I was friendly with (well more than friendly) we were friends with benefits for each other. Jeff is a handsome guy and lots of fun to be with. He seems a little too much in love with me but now that we are graduated and will not be near each other, I think he'll get over it.
But Jeff was friend enough to let me try out my idea. I went to an adult store and found a device called, "Man's Best Friend." It's a black tube that comes with batteries. It's a masturbation device. Your penis goes into the collar opening and the rubbery fabric hugs your garbage and when you switch it on, you get a no-hands rub-off with vibration and stroking. I tried it strictly for science, hah, but I tell you this was made for lighthouse keepers and lonely guys on ice flows in the Arctic. It gave a great rub-off. I asked it to marry me twice.
Jeff called me. He had a little pain from a small cavity. It just needed to be cleaned out and filled. It was in a sensitive place and that would require a local anesthetic for which Jeff was phobic about. I immediately thought that this was a job for " Man's Best Friend".
I settled handsome Jeff in my new chair, put the paper bib on him and handed him the device. He stared at it. "What do I do exactly?"
"You open your fly and pull out little Jeff and insert him into the opening and slide him in all the way."
"Hey, you're the dentist, you ought to do it for the patient."
I sighed in resignation. "Okay, you're such a baby."
I pushed his bare legs apart. He was wearing short athletic shorts and pushed one pant leg up and reached in and extracted his penis. I know this penis. It's a great one, long and sensitive. As soon as my rubber gloved hand touched it, it elongated and Jeff began sighing happily. I think he thought I was going to wank him off. Instead, I slipped the tube over his shaft. It was not switched on yet and Jeff said, "It feels like I'm getting a blow job from someone who just died recently, a black guy, I think."
I switched it on. "Oh," he said. "Nice," he breathed out. "It's working, you can get started on my tooth, but don't hurry."
I had set the intensity very low. I didn't want to have to finish a preparation after the patient had ejaculated and was now especially prone to pain sensitivity.
Jeff was in happy land. I put the saliva extractor in his mouth and he sucked it, cute! Then I started the drill. The preparation went smoothly and I know this spot would be very painful, but Jeff just smiled around the extractor and occasionally licked my finger.
I quickly finished the drilling and was mixing the cement when I noticed that Jeff had slipped one hand under the bib and into his shirt and was stimulating his nipple. Good. Let him enjoy himself.
I filled the tooth and put the cotton rolls in and let him close down on the metal guard. He looked real happy. His hips were lifting slightly and his eyes were at half mast. I figured he was on his way to unloading.
Now was the time to take cottons out, the extractor and the guard. We were finished...but Jeff was not yet, but close. Now he could talk.
He husked at me, "Jimmy kiss me hard, I'm c-c-..........
I leaned down and pressed my lips on his really hot ones. He started kissing back with a fuck rhythm of his lips. Oh ship, this was hot. His tongue got into action. I longed for his usual hot blow job and was going to suggest it, when his hips shot forward and he let out a series of cum grunts.
His head sagged down and he let the joy tube fall on the floor. "Oh doctor, can you drill another tooth?"
Eureka! It was a complete success. I ordered a gross in white color (that seemed more dental) and they arrived over night, as did my first paying paient.
Continued in Part Two