SAVING GRACE II - HEAD AND HEART

VICE VERSA

WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ADULT THEMES. PROCEED AT OWN DISCRESION.

Gregory sat in the waiting area, feeling foolish, surrounded by a few other men. To his left was a man in his forties with curly hair, a beard, and the build of a walrus. On his right was a younger man in tight jeans, a pink shirt, a fashionable hat, a feminine scarf, and lace-up shoes. The man on his left seemed engrossed in reading about bikes, suggesting he was a biker. Gregory glanced at the man on his right and quickly deduced his interests. Trying to ignore it, Gregory looked up at the ceiling and crossed his arms. Shortly after, Charles emerged from his office and went to the reception desk to retrieve a file. "Slater..." Gregory stood up and followed him into the office before Charles closed the door. "Dr. Slater, what a surprise. What brings you here?"

"Just a routine checkup."

"I see. You know the drill. And hop on the bed for me."

"If you try anything funny, I'll break your nose."

"Relax. I always maintain professionalism. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Gregory asked, irritated.

"You give me permission to go beyond my medical boundaries."

"You wish." Gregory removed his pants and sat on the bed.

"I'm afraid the underwear needs to come off as well," Charles said, putting on latex gloves. "You're not allergic to latex, are you?"

"No, I'm a surgeon. I would have known if I had a latex allergy."

Reluctantly, Gregory complied with Charles' instructions and allowed him to conduct the examination. Gregory dutifully followed Charles' directions, inhaling deeply as Charles drew near. Charles then firmly gripped Gregory's genitals, instructing him to cough. After obeying, Gregory coughed once more while Charles maintained a tight hold on him.  For some reason Charles grabbed hold of Gregory's manhood and continued to make stroking movements. "Now, bend over the bed," Charles directed, his eyes fixed on Gregory's now erect cock. He was larger than average with the girth to match, and a smooth, sleek shape that glowed with anticipation. Part of him wanted to pin Gregory down on the bed and jerk him off, but he knew it could backfire and cost him his career.

Gregory sighed and got up, leaning over the bed as Charles put on another pair of latex gloves. Charles then applied gel to his fingers. "This won't be painful at all," he assured.

Gregory was surprised. "Why are you using two fingers?"

"I always use two fingers. It helps me detect any abnormalities better," Charles explained as he continued the examination.

As Charles went about his examination, Gregory couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He had always been a private person, and the thought of someone probing into his personal space made him uncomfortable. However, he knew that it was necessary for his health, so he tried to push aside his feelings of vulnerability.

As Charles leisurely took his time, gently exploring Gregory's boundaries, Gregory shut his eyes, feeling uneasy with the situation. The touch was unfamiliar, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and curiosity. However, as Charles continued his exploration, Gregory's unease slowly transformed into something unexpected - a wave of arousal washed over him. His body responded to the sensations, betraying his initial discomfort. Conflicted, Gregory's mind raced, unsure of how to process these conflicting emotions. He wanted to ask Charles to stop, to put an end to this uncomfortable situation, but the growing desire within him made it difficult to find the words. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, Gregory managed to muster the courage to speak up, his voice trembling, "Are you finished yet?"