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Doctor's Orders
d/b
Rating: v. slutty. If you are not 18 you should not click the cut.
It's not true.
Title by peachy_penumbra

“Your eyes are green.”

“I know.”

“Mine are blue. No! Grey. They’re grey, Bill.”

“They’re very nice.”

“Say, how come, Bill.”

“How come, Bill?”

“Because if you’re grrrrrrrreen, then I have to be grrrrrrrrrrey. Hear that? We both have that grrrr sound now. Grrrrr. Grrrrr. My eyes growl, Bill.”

“Mine shoot lasers.”

“They do?”

“No. Well Dom, what I mean to say is, I have x-ray vision.”

“Can you see my bones?”

“No, it doesn’t work like that. I can only see through your clothes and stuff.”

“Can you see my bum?”

Billy peered over the top of his magazine. Dom was lying across his lap.

“I can.”

Dom giggled. “I’m naked, Bill.”

“No you’re not. I can see through your clothes.”

“I’d best not roll over then. You might see my todger.”

“Say todger again.”

“Todger,” Dom whispered. Billy liked him to say todger, and other words. He rolled over. “Can you see it?”

Billy shook his head. “No, it must be faulty.”

Dom waved a hand in front of Billy’s face. “Blink, Bill. You can see it. Blink, blink, blink.”

Billy waved Dom’s hand away and blinked. His mouth fell open in mock surprise.

“Dom! You didn’t tell me you wore girl’s knickers!”

“I’m not!”

“You are! They’re all fancy. I love them. You look very pretty.”

Dom looked down at his imaginary knickers.

“Do you want me to have a pussy, Billy?”

Billy slapped Dom’s hip with the magazine.

“No. Say pussy again.”

Dom shook his head.

“I bet you look pretty eating pussy. Do you miss it?”

Dom’s eyes grew dark. He shook his head again. “Can’t you see through my knickers?”

Billy closed his eyes for a moment, stared steadily at Dom’s crotch, shook his head and tried again. “Ah! There we are. You’re hard, Dom.”

“I want you.”

“Dom!” Billy hissed. “You’re getting your knickers all wet.”

“Touch me.”

“You’ve still got all your clothes on.”

“I haven’t.” Dom got to his knees and straddled Billy on the bed, putting his crotch in Billy’s face. “Feel. I haven’t got anything on.” He put Billy’s hands on his chest and rubbed them around.

Billy’s breathing became slightly uneven and he frowned thoughtfully.

“Are you sure you don’t have any knickers on?”

“Feel.”

Billy ran one hand over Dom’s hip, smiled at the feel of bare flesh and licked Dom’s cock. Dom shivered.

“See? I told you so.”

“No one likes to be told so, Dom.” He slapped Dom’s hip again. “You’d better turn around so I can make sure your arse is bare.”

Dom bit his lip and flushed but did as he was told. Billy kneaded his cheeks roughly and declared him well and truly naked. He put his hand in the middle of Dom’s back and pushed forward gently.

“Bend.”

Dom did so, bracing himself on his hands. He felt entirely exposed, his bottom was level with Billy’s face and Billy was spreading him open.

“You have such a fantastic arse, Dom. It should be a crime for you to wear trousers.”

Dom felt Billy spit on him and then his fingers nudged Dom’s hole. Dom started to moan.

“What’s that, Dom? I didn’t quite catch it.”

“I like when you play with my hole.”

Dom heard Billy’s sharply indrawn breath and he smiled to himself. Dirty talk always got under Billy’s skin. Billy pressed in and Dom closed his eyes and rocked back onto Billy’s fingers for a few moments. His arms were shaking and the sounds in his throat were deep and needy.

“Sweet Christ,” Billy murmured. “You look good like this. You sound good. I want to stretch you wider. I want to put something long inside you, make you feel it.”

Dom let his elbows collapse beneath him and lay with his sweaty face in the sheets, his arse in the air. “I can feel it.”

“No,” Billy said, pressing another finger into Dom. “I want to do something truly appalling to you is what I’m saying. I want you to feel it really deep inside you.”

Dom’s skin broke out in a sheen of sweat.

“I don’t know what game this is, Bill, but I really, really like it.”

“Do you? It’s rather like playing doctor, isn’t it? With the x-ray vision and bending you over to feel up your bum. Would you like to play doctor?”

Dom nodded. He’d do just about anything just then. “Yes! You’d have one of those lab coats with a tie on underneath and you’d be very stern with me.”

Billy grunted and twisted his fingers wickedly. “Would I? I want one of those speculum things. Open you wide for me.”

Dom cried out.

“You want to play, Dom?”

“I want to come. I want you to fuck me.”

Billy pulled his hand away. “Play first.” Billy was off the bed, grabbing his reading glasses and a notebook for his costume and leaving Dom panting. Dom sat up, deciding to pretend that Billy’s pajamas were scrubs.

“Mr. Monaghan?”

“Yes…Doctor?”

“Is this your first time here?”

“Uh…yes.” Dom folded his hands in his lap, trying to cover himself.

“What seems to be the trouble?”

“No trouble. I just need a check-up. I haven’t had one in a while, Doctor, so if you could be thorough?”

Billy smiled. “I’m always thorough.” He stepped close to Dom and peered down at him.

Dom fidgeted. “Don’t you have any hospital gowns, Doctor?”

Billy shook his head. “I don’t believe in them. In order to be thorough I need to look at my patients. I need to feel them. Does that make you uncomfortable?”

Dom swallowed hard and shook his head.

“Good.” Billy frowned. “Now take your hands away from your crotch.”

Dom did as he was told and Billy rewarded him with a smile. “Were you this much trouble at your old doctor’s office? Is that why you came to me?”

Dom shrugged. He was blushing furiously. Billy looked around for a pen and scribbled something in the notebook. He looked over his spectacles at Dom.

“Spread your thighs. Good. When was the last time you touched yourself?”

“Um. This morning.”

“Did you come?”

Dom nodded.

“How many times?”

“Just once.”

Billy put down his notebook and began rubbing Dom’s neck like he was feeling for swollen glands.

“Did you get fucked today?”

Dom nodded again.

“Yes, Doctor,” Billy prompted.

“Yes, Doctor.”

“When?”

“Um. About an hour ago.”

“Couldn’t wait until after? Do you get fucked a lot?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

Billy ran his hands down over Dom’s chest. “Tell me if anything hurts,” he said and then pinched Dom’s nipples between his fingers.

“It hurts,” Dom breathed.

“Good,” Billy said. He didn’t let go. “How many times a week do you get it?”

Dom stretched the truth a little. “I don’t know, about fifteen times.”

“That’s more than twice a day.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Do you find you need it that much?”

“I need it all the time.”

Billy looked down between Dom’s legs.

“You’re hard now.”

“I’m sorry.”

Billy let go of Dom and backed away.

“Touch yourself.”

“Pardon?”

“Stroke yourself. I need to see how you do it for my…ahh…diagnosis.”

“Diagnosis? Is something wrong with me, Doctor?”

Billy shrugged. “I can’t tell yet. I’ll need to run some tests. Need to look at you a bit more.”

Dom took himself in hand. “It sounds serious.”

Billy teetered a bit on his feet, watching Dom.

“What’s your boyfriend’s name?”

“Billy.”

“How come he didn’t come with you today?”

“Oh, that would be impossible you know.”

“Didn’t he want to come? Wouldn’t he like to see you examined?”

“Oh, he’d like it. He had to work.”

“Pity. You know, Dom, that it’s very bad to lie to your doctor?”

“Yes.”

“Is that how you stroke yourself when you’re alone? I need you to be honest with me.”

Dom looked down at himself, confused.

“What do you mean?”

“What do you do with your other hand? Don’t you fondle your balls or something?”

Dom made a face. “Well…”

“Yes?”

“I feel so exposed, Doctor.”

“Do it anyway,” Billy said.

Dom lay back on the bed and fondled himself gently. He didn’t want to come like this. He wanted Billy’s hands on him. He heard Billy moving around, opening a drawer. Dom shivered.

“Doctor, what if I come?”

“You’d better not. We’d have to start all over.”

“I don’t know if I can help it.”

“That’ll do,” Billy said and Dom stopped masturbating though his hips were still undulating. He winced with mortification when he realized this and stopped that too, but not before Billy saw. “Hands and knees.”

Dom obeyed. As he turned he noticed the toy in Billy’s hand.

Billy fondled Dom’s balls before spreading him open. “I’m just going to feel inside. Relax now.”

Dom took a deep breath and blew it out. The tension left his shoulders.

“How am I, Doctor? Everything okay?”

“Seems to be. Tell me how it feels.” Billy was running his other hand feverishly over one of Dom’s arse cheeks and the flesh was growing warm and red beneath it.

“Feels good. I want more of it.”

“Did you do this to your other doctors? Beg to come? Beg them to feel you up?”

“Where’s your speculum, Doctor? I thought you were going to be thorough?”

“I…don’t have it with me today.”

“What kind of professional are you? You don’t have all your tools.”

Billy shoved his fingers in hard. Dom gasped and clutched at the sheets. Billy took his hand away and smacked Dom’s arse with it.

“I think I’ll call your boyfriend. Tell him you need to be spanked to cure your smart mouth.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s too late for that. You’ll have to come back next week when I have all my equipment, but then I’m afraid I won’t be so gentle.”

“I’ll make it up to you.”

“You’ll be still!” Billy pressed the head of the toy against Dom’s entrance. “It’s longer than you’re use to,” he said as he slid it in. Dom squirmed around it, gave a startled cry when it was seated deep inside him. Billy put his lips to Dom’s ear. “I should go have lunch and leave you here like this,” he whispered.

“Billy. Christ, Billy, fuck me, please.”

“I can’t fuck my patients, Dom.” But Billy was already wiggling out of his pajama bottoms. Climbing onto the bed and easing the toy out of Dom’s arse.

When Dom came the orgasm lasted for minutes. He went on and on, crying, “Oh! I want it. I want it. Give it to me!”

Billy held onto to him while he writhed and convulsed; then he rode him hard.

~*~

“How was your doctor’s appointment yesterday?” Billy asked.

Dom stopped dead.

“Not bad news I hope, Dom!” Elijah said.

“Oh no. No, no, nothing bad. I just…remembered something. It was fine.”

“Did he give you any special instructions or anything?” Billy wanted to know.

“Um…can we talk about this later?”

Elijah got the hint and buggered off.

“You bastard!” Dom hissed.

Billy laughed. “I got a call from him.”

“From who?”

“Your doctor.”

“You’re off your fucking nut.”

“Something about curing your smart mouth. I see his point. Come around later. Doctor’s orders. You can’t ignore those, Dom.”

Billy sauntered off, leaving Dom gaping. He suddenly couldn’t wait to get off work.