The Doctor is In

Final Part

TW: Emotional Abuse, Sexual Coercion

One Year Ago

Marco ran his hands over his face. It had been a rough day at the ER at MUSC Hospital. He had been excited to start his career in emergency medicine as an internist, but he wasn't expecting how mentally taxing it would be. Marco knew he would face death working in the ER, but it was started to become too much.

All Marco wanted to do was sleep. He wanted to take off his shoes, sit in a bath, and then snuggle up in bed with Milieus. He was just hoping that Milieus would feel the same. Over the past year since they moved in together Milieus' behavior had started to shift. Sometimes Marco felt that the real Milieus was coming out now that they were sharing a home, and money.

"I'm home." Marco called out. He didn't get an answer. He slipped out of his Nike's and made his way towards the bathroom.

"He must still be at work or went to the store." Marco thought, a bit relieved to have the apartment to himself. "Should that be a normal thing to think, being relieved my partner isn't home?"

He picked up his book as he eased himself into the warm water, enjoying the effect it was having on his muscles.

Marco was drying off as he heard the front door open.

"Milieus, that you?"

Marco pulled on his sweatpants and t-shirt and made his way out of their bedroom. "Where've you been?"

Milieus was in the kitchen unloaded a brown paper bag. "Do you have to know everywhere I've been?"

"No" Marco answered. "Even though you demand to know where I've been and with who all the time."

"Well I'm glad you went to the store we needed milk-'' Marco stopped as he saw his boyfriend pull out two bottles of Merlot. Marco hated Merlot. "You didn't get anything else?"

"We didn't need anything else."

Marco decided to let it go, determining he would go get some groceries tomorrow. "Well we can just order Thai tonight or some-" He was cut off with a kiss.

"You aren't happy I'm home?"

"I am I just-"Milieus kissed him again, a bit harder pushing him against the fridge.

Marco gently pushed him away. "Milies I...just can't tonight."

"Come on baby, please...." He still had Marco slightly trapped.

"It's just been a hard day at work and..."

Milieus rolled his eyes, "It's always the same thing, it's just been a hard day like you aren't the only one that works. I mean I get your job is hard, but I mean you're making good money."

"Not yet, ER doctors don't get that much combined with paying my student loans and..."

Milieus let out a huff. "You know I thought we would be looking at houses by now" he mumbled.

Marco didn't respond. He didn't feel like having this fight again. He had explained to Milieus that being a doctor didn't automatically mean they would be rolling in the money. Milieus blamed it on his "bleeding heart" for wanting to work as an ER doctor.

"But no matter..." Milieus said as he moved closer to Marco nuzzling his neck.

"Milieus..."

"Don't you love me anymore; we hardly ever have sex anymore."

"We did two days ago" Marco thought feeling his mental strength fading.

"Well can I at least top tonight; I am still a bit sore from the last time." Marco asked.
Milieus laughed. "You know I almost always top baby. You'll be fine, I promise I won't go so hard tonight."

Milieus kept kissing him and touching him, Marco knew he would let up and was too exhausted to fight.

He kissed his boyfriend back, and Milieus led him to their bedroom.

Milieus didn't keep his promise.


Present

Marco let his head rest in Jean's lap as they sat on his back porch. Jean played with his hair as Marco spoke. Over the past few months Marco had slowly opened up about his past relationship. It was helpful having his therapist to guide him through this.

This Milieus guy sounded like a real piece of work.

"He wasn't physically abusive, but he did a lot of emotional damage. If he wanted something he would manipulate me claiming I didn't love him or something. He took advantage of my declining mental state due to my job, complained about money despite him working a job he loved but didn't bring much money in."

Jean listened empathically. He had been lucky that his previous two relationships had ended amicably. Now he just had the occasionally passive aggressive battles with his dad.

"Sometimes, I wonder if he ever loved me. I think he just liked the fact that I would give him sex whenever he wanted and would basically bottom all the time." He added with a dry laugh. "Soon it got to a point that I would dread having sex. Despite Milieus claiming he was the only man who 'knew how to handle me' heh really didn't know much about sex."

"That explains why sex kinda freaks you out" Jean said softly.

Marco nodded. "Hey, I'm just glad he used lube and protection, but his idea of prep is fingering me for like a minute and then just jamming it in there."

Jean physically cringed, he was able to have a basic idea of how uncomfortable and/or painful that had been for Marco.

"And if I tried to tell him, he would get incredibly defensive. He...he wasn't very good at taking criticism of any kind." He looked up at Jean. "Unlike you." He said with a smile.

Jean returned the smile. Leaning down to give Marco a soft kiss on the forehead. "You were pretty brutal about my penne alla vodka the other night."

"I just said you were a bit heavy handed with the basil...and salt. I'd like to not have hypertension by the time I'm 35."

Jean playfully tousled Marco's hair. "So, you think you'll keep putting up with me until we are 35?"

Marco closed his eyes, a small blush crossing his face. "I mean...I would hope so. But I don't want to put any pressure on you or..."

Jean leaned down, cutting Marco off with a kiss. "Relax doc." I hope we are sitting here enjoying a bottle of chardonnay enjoying the beautiful color of the sunset as you lie in my lap when we are 75. But after that we may have to re-evaluate."

Marco laughed letting his hand rest on Jean's cheek. "I think I can work with 75."

"Marco..."

"Yeah Jean?"

"I know it doesn't change anything that has happened with you and him, but I'm really sorry you had to go through all that. You didn't deserve any of that. Even if you weren't my boyfriend, I would still feel this way. No one should be treated like that especially someone as genuine and kind-hearted as you."

Marco gently bit his lip. "Jean..."

"I promise to always respect you and cherish you for the gem of a man that you are. Because I love you Marco."

Marco stroked Jean's cheek with his thumb. "I love you too Jean, and I am so grateful that you and I met." He sat up, pulling Jean close to him. He gently kissed him, letting his other hand snake around Jean's waist pulling him close.

Jean allowed Marco to kiss him deeper, feeling his tongue slip into his mouth. Jean slightly tugged on Marco's hair, his other hand resting on his thigh.

"Jean.." Marco said as the broke away a bit. "I think I wanna have another session tonight."

Jean smiled, giving his thigh a gentle squeeze. "I think I can pencil you in."

In a quick motion he had Marco in his arms, carrying him back inside his house, into his bedroom.

He laid his boyfriend on the bed and dimmed the lights slightly. He climbed on to the bed, laying on his side as his pulled Marco close. "Are you sure tonight?"

Marco kissed Jean. "I'm absolutely sure."

Jean smiled and began to kiss Marco with a bit more intensity. The sex therapist they had been going to had given them a plan on how to make Marco more comfortable with sex and intimacy again.

Marco pulled off Jean's shirt, letting his hands run over his chest.

"Jean...take my shirt off."

Jean happily obliged. Immediately letting the pair having skin-to-skin contact both letting out soft moans that the warmth. Jean rolled them over to where Marco was on his back his soft eyes staring up at him, filled with trust.

Jean worked Marco out of his pants and underwear letting it drop to the floor. One of the milestones they had reached two months ago was Marco being ok with being the only naked.

Jean laid on top of Marco, gently kissing his neck and sucking as his hand slid down his chest.

Marco's breath hitched as Jean began stroking his dick lightly with his fingers, letting the tips of his slightly calloused fingers trace over his skin. Going slow was another key part of the plan.

Marco moaned at the teasing touch, feeling his dick get harder and harder.

"Jean"

Jean began working his way down Marco's toned body. Marco getting a slight shiver each time Jean kissed a part of his body. He desperately wanted Jean; it was the same feeling he had felt the day of the photo shoot. However, this time felt a bit different. The fear and anxiety in the back of his mind wasn't there. The little voice in his head that would tell him he wasn't good enough had gone silent.

Marco's back suddenly arched up as Jean's mouth found his dick. He started with lightly licks here and there as he massaged Marco's inner thighs. His toes curled as Jean took him all the way in his mouth, almost wanted to cum at the wet, warmth of Jean's mouth.

"Holy f*ck this man is so good with his mouth."

"Jean...Jean!!"

Jean popped up, a look of concern in his eyes. "Is everything ok love?

Marco smiled, grabbing Jean's shoulders pulling him up to him.

"Everything is fine, beyond fine actually...Jean...I wanna make love tonight."

Jean's eyes went wide, "make love?"

"It means to have sex."

Jean playfully rolled his eyes. "I know what it means...I just...are you sure you're ready."

Marco ran his fingers through Jean's thick hair. "I trust you Jean, and I...know that tonight is the night."

Jean kissed him gently, leaning over to his nightstand pulling out lube and condoms.

Jean slipped his hand around Marco's back and flipped the pair so that Jean was on his back.

"So, do you wanna top or do you wanna bottom while on top? Either way you have the control tonight."
Marco let out a soft laugh, Jean was so incredibly caring. "No one has ever given me the choice before."

"I just want you to be comfortable love."

Marco leaned over Jean and whispered in his ear. "I'm gonna make love you tonight darling."

They had also agreed that "baby" was not to be used.

Jean laughed letting his hands slide down Marco's back as they kissed passionately. Jean felt a surge of pleasure go through him as Marco teased his nipples and nibbled on his neck.

"Marco you can be such a tease." He joked.

"You know me, I'm all about the slow burn." Marco said seductively, letting his right hand grab the bottle of lube off the nightstand.

Jean shivered as the lube dripped down his dick, soon met with the tough of Marco's hand. Jean moaned in pleasure as Marco worked his hand up and down his rock-hard dick, just as he imagined in his dirty fantasy. The only thing missing was the thrill of a doctor's office.

"Marco...I don't think I can take the slow burn..."

Marco laughed a bit as he continued to stroke Jean, using his other hand to spread Jean's legs.

"Lift your hips a bit love."

Jean was happy to do so. Marco drenched his hand in lube as well as Jean's hole.

"You ready for my finger?"

Jean nodded, desperate for any part of Marco to be inside him. He let out a deep moan as Marco gently slipped a finger inside. He used one hand to relax Jean's thigh muscles, and the other was quick to find Jean's prostate.

"I am so f*cking glad to be dating a doctor." He thought as Marco rubbed his prostate with just the right amount of pressure.

"Are you ready for another finger Jean?"

"F*ck please!!"

Marco slipped another finger inside, again making quick work in finding his prostate. As he massaged Jean with his two fingers, he was also sure to gently stretch Jean.

Meanwhile, Jean was moaning and panting in pleasure, his body reacting to Marco's masterful touch.

"Marco please...please I need you inside of me."

Marco reached for a condom, rolling it on and positioning himself in front of Jean.

"You ready?"

Jean nodded as Marco leaned forward to kiss him.

Marco let his tongue slip into Jean's mouth as he gently pushed himself inside of Jean. He took a deep breath Jean drew him in, becoming overwhelmed by the tightness and heat of his boyfriend.

"Holy f*ck Marco" Jean said breathlessly.

Marco let one of his hands slip into Jean's hair. "Are you comfortable Jean?"

"Absolutely" He gently stroke Marco's cheek. "Are you comfortable?"

"Never better" Marco said leaning down to kiss him as he slowly started to move. His thrusts starting out slow and gentle, his hands slightly tugging at Jean's hair as Jean moaned into his mouth.

For the first time, Marco truly felt like he was an equal in a relationship. Not just sexually, but on all levels. Jean made him feel special. He made him feel safe and comfortable. Marco truly felt like he was making love with someone, not just having sex.

Jean grabbed Marco's face looking deep into his eyes as Marco picked up his pace, feeling the intensity and heat building in his abdomen. Jean began moving his hips in sync with Marco's, closing his eyes as Marco removed his hand from his hair and started to stroke his lube covered cock. Jean arched his back at the new sensation.

"For not topping much, he is so good with his dick." Jean thought as he felt his orgasm growing close. Marco began thrusting and stroke in a steady rhythm that was about to send Jean over the edge.

"Jean...I...I cum-OH GOD" Marco cried out in ecstasy as he climaxed, his orgasm rushing through his body. He wasn't aware that his hips were still moving.

Jean's back arched off the bed as he felt his orgasm wash over him, cumming hard in Marco's hand, and up his own stomach.

"Marco...oh f*ck Marco!" his body trembling.

It took all of Marco's energy to not fall on top of Jean completely. The two laid there awhile covered in sweat and catching their breath. Jean wasn't quite ready for Marco to pull out yet, and Marco really wasn't either.

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The two ended the evening the way it had begun, a bottle of chardonnay. Except Jean's head was now in Marco's lap and instead of a sunset, they were looking at the bright starts in the inky night sky.

"Please don't think I am being patronizing or anything, but I'm really proud of you tonight, Marco." Jean said looking up at him. "That was honestly some of the best sex I've had physically and emotionally."

Marco laughed a bit; it was one of the first times in a while a partner had told him that they were proud of him. "I know what you mean, I'm...I'm really proud of myself too. Thank you for being so patient with me."

Jean pulled Marco done to kiss him softly.

"Trust me...it was well worth the wait."

-End