College athlete Jim's groin cramps have led him to the office of Dr. Richard Coxswain, sports medicine specialist. A glance at the patient indicates a need for an sudden and steamy oral examination, and Jim's left with a truly astonishing outcome.
This 4,000 word erotic story features a doctor who knows what he wants, a sudden revelation of new feelings, and a passionate release... just like it says on the cover. Strictly for adults only.
An excerpt:
I felt my cheeks turn red and that cramp came back. I groaned, trying to double over, before he put his other hand on my bare chest. Still warm from the sink water and holding me up.
"Hold on," he said, tone quieter but still firm. "Are you getting the cramp again, Jim?"
"Y, yeah doc, I - I am, why are you -"
"In the hands of a doctor any tool can be a diagnostic instrument," Dr. Coxswain said, cutting me off again. "And the hands of a doctor - and by extension, his entire body, his eyes and ears, his arms and legs, his abdominal, gluteal, bicep and triceps, every single muscle in the body - are tools."
"Sure," I said, still shaking slightly.
He looked down, his hard green eyes gazing at my upper thighs. I knew I was swollen down there, but I figured it was just some kind of a reaction, too. I'd never asked anyone - except the coach who'd referred me to Dr. Coxswain - since I knew sometimes these things happened.
