Author's note: Thank you to everyone who wrote me telling me to continue. I appreciate all of you reading and taking the time to give feedback. The consensus is that the girl friends won't be added into this story line but I am weighing the option of doing an off shoot story line in the bisexual section. Done correctly, MMF and MMFF can be hot; Not sure if I'm the write guy to write that kind of story though. Please feel free to read my other stories under my name Cooper Max in the author's section. I can be contacted at lmd4208@gmail.com. If any of you are on the scruff application, shoot me a message if you'd like to talk on there.
Ramstein Rodding Part 3: Hospital Hotness
"Dr. Wells, did you hear me?" said the voice from across the desk pulling Dr. Wells back to reality.
Major Thomas Wells, or as his colleagues at Landstuhl Regional Medical Center called him Ð Dr. Wells - stared blankly at the person sitting across from him trying to remember what this conversation was even about. Finally finding his focus he responded in his authoritative voice.
The person shuffled out of the room leaving Dr. Wells to slide back into his distractions. He couldn't stop thinking about Major Marc Boyce; he'd never been so distracted before. Fuck Ð Major Boyce was one hot dude. Thinking of him pounding his ass with that perfect cock the other night made Dr. Wells rock hard in his hospital scrubs and white doctor's coat.
`I need to take a walk and clear my head before this next surgery' Dr. Wells thought to himself.
He waited a few minutes for his hard-on to take care of itself. There's no way his thick, soda can-like cock would go unnoticed if he walked the hospital halls while at full attention.
Dr. Wells headed off from the 3rd floor OR area towards the coffee shop at the far end of the hospital. The hospital's age showed. Built in 1953, the long halls served a purpose of segmenting the hospital from attack and made it easy to rack up steps on his fitbit. Fortunately, the distances also gave Dr. Wells plenty of time to get Marc off his mind before he had to cut into his next patient.
"Hey, stranger!" A familiar voice said from behind him half way into his walk towards the coffee shop.
Dr. Wells spun around and there stood Major Marc Boyce with a wide, sexy grin.
"You've got to be kidding me," Major Wells said laughing, "I was jusssst thinking about you." Dr. Wells didn't know whether to be happy or frustrated. Having another dose of Marc was like downing a delicious poison; tasty until it killed you.
"I was hoping I might bump into you here. I had an appointment." Marc replied as he ran his hands down his flight suit.
"I've got a surgery to do soon. I've got to get my head right." Major Wells said more aggressively than he'd have liked.
"Oh yeah? That's awesome. Well I don't want to distract you. Let me duck out of here." Marc said as he started to back up.
"No no no, I have a few minutes. Walk with me to get a coffee." Dr. Wells said as he felt his cock start to grow as he drank in the handsome sight of Marc in his flight suit. God he was sexy and distracting.
The two men took off on a quickened pace. Dr. Wells lagged behind so he could catch a better glimpse of Marc's lean, muscular ass. The flight suit didn't do a great job of accentuating Marc's asset but Dr. Wells had already seen it in all its glory so he used his imagination.
Dr. Wells quickly realized his thick club-of-a-cock was at full mast. Horrified at how noticeable his erection was Dr. Wells acted decisively.
With the hallway clear, he grabbed Marc by the shoulder, flung open the janitor's closet, shoved Marc in and then plowed in behind him, shutting the door in a surprisingly fluid motion.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" Marc hissed in surprise and anger.
"Hoping you can get ride of this!" Dr. Wells said pulling down his scrubs as his thick, veiny cock plopped out.
"Well, I can see how that would be a problem," Marc chuckled, "but in here, what if someone walks in?"
"We better be quick then!" Dr. Wells replied. With his scrubs around his ankles and his white doctors jacket pushed up, he bent over the janitor's sink and said, "Come get it stud!"
His horniness overtaking his better judgment, Marc didn't even bother to reply, he just smiled widely and started undoing his flight suit.
Dr. Thomas Wells watched him undress intently. Soon, he was cracking a wide smile of his own, "Really man? A jock strap? What gave you that idea?" Thomas inquired feeling his cock pulsate at the sight.
"I like the look. Judging my your expression, you do too!" Marc said as he careened forward, "Now shut up and take this dick!' He said as he spit on his own cock and lined it up with Tom's hole.
Tom's body shook with excitement. He felt like he was going to explode with anticipation. The possibility of getting caught with this sexy aviator's cock up his ass somehow made the experience all the more enthralling.
Grabbing a rag off the shelf, Marc said, "You're going to want this."
Before Tom could ask why, Marc shoved the rag into his mouth, gripped Tom's hips, said, "Bite down!" and shoved his cock full force into Tom's ass.
Excruciating pain shot through Tom's body as he bit down hard on the rag. He wanted to scream "stop!" but he knew within minutes, his body would be consumed with the pleasure of Marc's 7 inch cock.
Sure enough, the pain subsided into bliss as Marc took no mercy on Tom's ass. Marc heaved and bucked into Tom with unbridled energy.
Tom could only hope that the sound of Marc's balls slapping against his ass didn't carry into the busy hallway. He could hear the muffled sounds of footsteps shuffling past the janitor's closet. The thought crossed his mind that the door could fling open at any time but Tom was too engrossed in Marc's cock slamming his prostate to give a flying shit about the consequences.
Marc's entire body tensed as he grabbed Tom with primal force. He leaned his sweaty body into Tom's. Slowing his pace, he nudged his mouth up to Tom's ear and whispered huskily, "I'm going to seed your hole. Your little bitch hole is mine and I'm going to fill it up with this 5 day load. This is going to be draining out of you while you're operating."
At the sound of those words, Tom's body pulsated with unrivaled excitement and complete subservience to Marc's cock. He thrust his ass backwards, his body pleading for Marc's seed.
Marc grabbed both of Tom's shoulders and pumped away, his thrusting cadence matching his words:
"Here," - thrust Ð "You" Ð thrust - "Go" Ð "Take" Ð thrust Ð "My" Ð thrust Ð "seed!" Marc said and on the last thrust Marc curled up on his toes and grabbed Tom's shoulders painfully hard as he pumped his cock as deep into Tom as he could force it. Tom could feel Marc's hot seed pump deep into his gut and his body almost collapsed with ecstasy.
Slowly, Marc pulled his still rock hard cock out of Tom's ass. Regaining his senses, Tom spun around with his beer can-like cock in his hand.
"My turn you filthy whore," Tom laughed.
He pushed Marc to his knees. Marc's face was consumed with apprehension but Tom didn't care. He pushed into Marc's mouth like a battering ram into a castle gate. Marc looked like he could barely fit Tom's bulging cock into his mouth.
Tom wasted no time as he pumped his hips forward. Within minutes, his balls were brewing, ready to explode. He grabbed Marc's head with both hands.
"You're taking this load in that pretty little mouth of yours stud." He whispered aggressively as Marc's eyes grew wide.
Tom's cock exploded into Marc's mouth. Marc's looked shocked but Tom didn't let go. One rope, two ropes, three ropes worth of cum coated every corner of Marc's mouth. Finally, Tom released his grip on Marc's head. Marc sprinted the short distance to the sink and spit Tom's hole load into the sink.
"You mother fucker! Why didn't you let go?" Marc raged.
"You took my hole. I was taking yours. A hole for a hole." Tom said unapologetically as he pulled up his scrubs.
Marc's eyes seethed with anger. Tom gave him a slap on the ass and said, "Don't think I'm not coming for this hole too one day."
Marc recoiled with a look of fear.
Tom grabbed a rolling mop and bucket.
"Let's devise a way to get out of here without looking too conspicuous." Tom stated.
`I'll roll this mop and bucket out of here you grab that broom and we'll talk loudly about cleaning the mess we made." Tom continued.
"That sounds like the most attention grabbing option but whatever I'm game. What if someone saw us on the security cameras?" Marc asked looking anxious.
"Well, let's hope no one was watching them. Even if they were, they don't know what we did in here." Tom smiled mischievously.
The two plunged out of the janitor's closet looking confident as ever.
Halfway through the surgery Tom looked up from his patient to wipe the sweat off of his forehead. In this brief break from the procedure, Tom realized how wet he felt in his pants.
I'll be damned. That mother fucker seeded me so good I really am leaking during this surgery." Tom thought as he started to get hard. Shit, shit shit, no more of this reminiscing Ð back to work.
Author's note: Thank you to everyone who wrote me telling me to continue. I appreciate all of the reading and taking the time to give feedback. The consensus is that the girl friends won't be added into this story line but I am weighing the option of doing an off shoot story line in the bisexual section. Done correctly, MMF and MMFF can be hot; Not sure if I'm the write guy to write that kind of story though. Please feel free to read my other stories under my name Cooper Max in the author's section. I can be contacted at lmd4208@gmail.com. If any of you are on the scruff application, shoot me a message if you'd like to talk on there.