+++What? You may ask is that title all about. Well there was a dentist back in the 1900s who claimed do his work with pain. This is the story of a modern dentist named Parker, by coincidence who may have made everyone want to go to the dentist. Incidentally, this story is not for under 18 year olds. If you are in that group, stay away, bush your teeth twice a day and see Dr. Park every six months.
I am Dr. Parker, Jeff, to my friends and some patients during friendly moments. I graduated Temple Dental school last year at age 23, yeah smart, and my Uncle Walter found this practice for sale and here I am. Now this is operative dentistry, no teeth whiting, no beautification, just plain old fillings, crowns, bridges and other stuff, the kind of dental work you hate, but brings in the money for me.
I am good at what I do, but I wish that it could be better for the patient. True we have the shots to deaden the pain, but the shot itself is unpleasant. Then the patient has to bear the long time in discomfort. There must be a better way I thought.
Now my patient mix is interesting. It's mostly younger people because I am right down the street from a large university. I have had great eye candy in my chair but I am very ethical, although many times I work with the drill in my hand and an erection in my pants. Some of the college boys are so cute when they have their mouths open.
With a thought to more comfort for my patients, I took a course in hypnotism for doctors and dentists. It was interesting, but I concluded that it was not the answer. There is a great variation in susceptibility so that unreliable. It was also a time taker for induction and reinforcement during the procedures.
There must be a better way.
Sean, who I knew from dental school was thinking along the same lines. You know dentists are gadget lovers and engineering minded. I told Sean that we need a device that incorporates the hypnotic experience and with some kind of harmless effect on the brain that would divert attention from what was happening.
We both hit on the basic idea at about the same time. "It'll be a helmet...." Sean began.
I objected. Patients would be frightened of that. We don't want to make them think that we were doing a brain scan. I suggested a TV screen. "We already have them, so it will seem benign."
From talk, we began building something. Without going into too much boring detail, we found a way that images on the screen would act like hypnotic induction and also stimulate the sexual centers. Why? Because we found out, in our reading, that people can't hold two strong mental drives simultaneously.
It took weeks of work to get it built and operating. "Jeff, it was really your idea and you get the honor of trying it out," Sean said.
"Sure," I agreed but I was a little worried about being the recipient of the maiden voyage.
We used my place. I got in the chair and Sean did the usual things that patients expect. He fastened my paper towel in front and chatted about the weather, then "Open your mouth."
He put the saliva extractor in place and said, "Jeff, relax, you're so tense." He patted my head as if I was a dog. Well I was a dawg to be truthful. Sean and I had gotten it on a few times in the school dorm room we shared. He wasn't totally committed to male/male sex, even though I tried my best to convince him. He showed terrific aptitude and came like gang busters at my attentions, but he still held back. We stopped our fun stuff but remained friends.
"I'm turning on the special TV program that will help you relax. No you don't need a shot. You won't feel the drilling at all." (I had need of a small filling on the rear molar and this was an opportunity to get it taken care of.
The screen leapt to life, small fish-like things swam around swam vigorously on an intense blue t screen. They gradually slowed down and I seemed to hear a small droning sound. I got a hard on. It pulsed as if it needed attention right away. I was super horny. This feeling was coupled with a pleasant sleepy feeling. Absentmindedly I reached down and unzipped my fly, but a part of my brain remembered to keep my mouth open and not move around too much. It wasn't easy, but I was able to stroke my cock lazily and pleasantly. I looked up into Sean's good looking face and studied his neat moustache. He was a beauty I thought.
I heard him say, "You're almost through." He looked down. "Uh here, you'll be needed this tissue."
Just when he announced that we were done, my cock exploded and drenched the large tissue. As I was recovering from my cum, the screen turned off and Sean was removing my paper apron. "How was that?"
"Perfect. I wasn't even aware of your drilling and the time in the chair seemed very short, although that clock indicates it was twenty minutes."
Sean and I made notes. He also tinkered with the focus of the screen. "It has to have a pin point target. On the first trial, I had to step away as I felt a little effect from it. I ended up doing you filling at long arm's length, but it's easy to readjust. See this knob, it does it all."
I told him that we have to try this out on a real patient. "In a few minutes, Barry the basketball star of the college is coming here. He needed an inlay. I already have X-rayed him."
Barry was in the waiting room on time. Sean peeked through the small spy hole in the door of the operating room. "He's a big one, must be almost seven feet tall. Good looking too. Call him in."
"Barry," I said, standing at the door to the waiting room, smiling.
"Shit Doc, I'm a little nervous about this. I am a coward when it comes to pain and the needle is almost worse."
I put a companionable arm on his upper arm (I couldn't reach his shoulder). "I how a new device, I think it will make your time in the chair must easy."
"Who's that," Barry asked, catching sight of Sean in the work room checking out the inlay."
"That's a colleague of mine, Dr. Sean Wilson. Hey Sean, wave to the star basket baller here."
I put on his paper bib. Hey, Barry must have come directly from practice, he smelled a little ripe. Yummy. "Now dude, I will be cleaning out the area and prepare it for an inlay. I'll take an impression and order the inlay to install the following visit.
Sean slipped in quietly, unnoticed by Barry whose long legs hung beyond the foot rest. Cute! I snapped on the TV. Sean moved a little closer to watch. I did nothing. I waited until the he seemed to be sedated. In no more than a minute, he began to smile slightly and his eyes dropped. He looked scrumptious. I could have kissed him. I looked down at his silk, brief basketball shorts. Sure enough, his long goal post was snaking its way out the bottom. I winked at Sean and got started. I drilled out the bad parts of the tooth. I know he felt nothing as he slid down his shorts and had a nice grip on his cock and he was moving up and down on it. It could smell the sexy odor from the movement over the glans by his foreskin. He was still smiling slightly
I got the margins worked out and the tooth ready for the impression. I told him to open wide. The puppy followed all instructions. Just think what this could lead to. When I had the impression I told Sean that I would work it out and get it ready for the lab. "Watch the kid for a few minutes."
I did the lab work necessary, then the phone rang. It was my landlord. I had been trying to reach him. There was a stuck window and the AC didn't work in one room. There were a few other things so it took awhile before I returned to the operating room. When I entered, I was flabbergasted at the sight.
Barry was lying on his back almost horizontally. I guess Sean had positioned him that way. Sean's pants were gone and he had settled his ass on the upright prick of the ball player. He was moving up and down, fucking himself on that hard cock. I went around a stared into Sean's face. My old roomie was zonked. His eyes were closed. He was drooling with lolling tongue. He must have fooled with the focus of the screen and it had gotten to him.
Barry looked happy and was bucking steadily and impaling my dental friend.
I was standing in front of them. Suddenly I felt the screen having a slight effect on me. I was getting a stiff one. Sean sensed it. He put his hand behind my waist and drew me in tight so my cock was in position for his mouth. I was ready. I wanted it too. I lowered the white scrub pants I was wearing. They slid to the floor, His mouth encased my prong and we were off and running.
I heard lots of moaning, that was me. Grunts too, that was Sean. Talking dirty, that was Barry. "Yeah bitch, you like my cock don't you? Move your ass faster. I need to get off."
It was such a hot scene and I had gotten a bit of the TV effect. I was not too far from spewing. Meanwhile I was giving Sean lots of pre cum that was getting him primed. I could see his long cock bobbing and he was dripped also. In a moment, I grabbed Sean's head and began my final descent by fucking his sweet mouth like a crazy man. He loved. He was slobbering and dripping spit. Then Barry shouted hoarsely, "Here I go, into your fine ass."
He bucked and shot, calling out with loud grunts. Sean just said "Oooooh" as he entered his cum stage. He kept up his fucking of Barry's ass and sucked me harder. That did it. I delivered a loud of sweet cum into his sucking mouth.
The screen was still working, so neither Barry nor Sean realized what had happened. I helped Sean up and pulled up his pants and sat him on the chair in the corner. Next I moved the chair setting so Barry was in the near upright position and pulled.up his shorts. All that was left was to clean up the spooge on the chair on the floor.
Then I snapped off the TV. Barry slowly opened his eyes. "Are we finished? I didn't feel nothing."
I patted his cheek. "Good. See you in two weeks."
Sean ;muttered "Bye," as Barry exited.
"I feel like I need a cigarette and I don't even smoke. I know something happened cause I got a strange taste in my mouth. Did I?'
"You did."
"Wow, what next? We got to make sure this gadget works.
End of Chapter.