Hello everyone, I’ve never posted on here but I’ve been thinking about what happened last week non-stop and I really want to share it with someone.
So, before we start, a bit of background: I am a 30 year old white man, around 180cm tall. I am quite hairy with dark hair, and even though I am not muscular I am quite toned as I am always on my feet and have been quite serious about going to the gym for the past year or so. I am openly gay but everyone is surprised when they hear I am, especially at work.
I am a doctor and therefore work night shifts and other types of unsociable hours. The way it works in the hospital I’m at the moment is that on nights there’s usually a newly qualified doctor looking after inpatients (with the support of a more senior doctor), and taking care of new admissions are a senior specialty doctor and a doctor of any grade of seniority between 3 and 5 years post qualification (which is the level I am at).
Anyway, all of this is necessary to get a picture of what happened two days ago. I was on a night shift with one of the few good looking doctors of my department. He is my senior so we ended up working closely together for the entire night shift.
To paint you a picture he is in his mid thirties, light brown to blonde hair, brown eyes, slightly taller than me and just overall a very fucking attractive man. On nights we tend to wear scrubs instead of smart casual clothing as they are more comfortable. Not only they are more comfortable, but they don’t leave much to the imagination – think of them as thinner sweatspants. His arms look absolutely fantastic in those scrubs and the way they hug his ass is phenomenal.
For the sake of this story I’ll call him Tom.
Knowing I was going to be on nights with him made me surprisingly excited going into work (he is also a great doctor, so definitely someone you want to work with!). I was extremely excited about hopefully getting some breaks together, especially to hopefully squeeze in a nap in the tiny doctors’ room together (not uncommon to do on night shifts – you gotta take a break whenever it presents itself).
Now, don’t get me wrong: I didn’t think anything was gonna happen, both because night shifts rarely give you time to even take a piss and because I knew he was married to a woman and had kids. But a slutty gay man such as myself was always gonna be happy about spending time in close proximity of a very hot man.
The first shift started like any other shift, there were a lot of patients to admit and quite a lot of sick people so we worked relentlessly until probably 5am when we finally managed to get some breakfast.
“Why don’t you finish up with this patient and then we head for a break, I need to lie down for a bit.” He said to me as we were both deep in some paperwork at the desk.
“Yeah sounds good, you can go ahead and I’ll catch up with you in a few” I smiled back, knowing it was gonna take me quite a bit to wrap things up.
“Cool, give me a ring if you need help with anything” he said before getting up and heading to the doctors’ room.
As soon as I was done with my stuff, I got up and headed to the room, ready to crash. When I got there, Tom was on one of the armchairs, fully relaxed and with his arms stretched above his head. And what a sight that was: his legs were spread open, giving full view of his bulge; his top had ridden up his torso slightly, showing the brown hair on his lower abdomen (a godly trail leading all the way to his cock); veiny forearms and hands stretching above his head; and his biceps… Oh lord those biceps! They were ever so slightly flexed because of how he was sitting and they were just about straining against the sleeves of the scrubs.
I knew then I shouldn’t stare but it was pretty much impossible, so I kept my eyes on him for maybe a bit too long as I headed to the sofa opposite him to have my food with a view ;P
The TV was playing some stupid show in the background. The typical stuff that you’d expect a TV to play at 4/5 am. We mainly sat in silence, me eating my food and stealing glances at Tom, and Tom just relaxing in the chair and absentmindedly watching TV. Sometimes we would chat about something random, but the conversation would also end quickly as it usually does when exchanging pleasantries.
At some point he asked me whether I was married or not and we stayed talking about personal stuff a bit more. I told him that no, I am not married but that I have a partner I live with. He, on the other hand, is married with two kids, his wife works for a media company in London so travels a lot. He then admitted that it was hard trying to organise childcare between both their jobs, especially when his night shifts happened when she was out of town, like on that week.
I didn’t have much to contribute to that conversation to be honest, so I just kind of agreed and feasted my eyes on him as he was talking. After that we both were quiet for a bit (it must have been about 15 minutes into the break at that point).
“TV at this time is so weird.” Tom then said out of the blue.
“Yeah it really is.” I replied, glancing at the TV.
“I guess we missed the fun programmes by a few hours.” He laughed, turning to look at me. I swear he very slightly adjusted his underwear and shuffled himself up on the chair.
“Yeah a bit too late for those I guess…” I replied. “Do people still watch them?” I asked, not thinking much of the conversation at the time.
“I guess not as much… Although last time I was on nights there were some interesting ones.” He admitted, again looking at me to possibly gauge my reaction to what he had just said.
It took me a while to come up with an appropriate answer. At this point I literally had no idea what Tom’s intentions were and I just assumed he was making typical man talk.
“That must have been a chill shift if you managed to do that.” I laughed at the end, trying to play it cool. I started feeling my mind wander to Tom on that exact chair watching some basic porn on the doctors’ room TV and that started getting me hard. I shifter on the sofa. Those scrubs really hide nothing…
“Yeah it wasn’t too bad.” He said.
He was quiet for a bit, and I thought that was gonna be the end of it. A mixture of relieved and disappointed that that conversation had ended so quickly.
“It’s just night shifts,” he then continued out of the blue, breaking the silence, “they get me so pent up.”
I honestly didn’t know what to reply to that. What do you say to your (hot) senior colleague when they tell you that working nights makes them horny?
I glanced at him and I could see him adjusting himself, this time as clear as day. His bulge looked quite impressive but I couldn’t stare for too long.
I kept playing the conversation in my head, trying to think of ways to reply. Was that a hint? Was that just him making bravado talk?
“Never thought of it like that,” I then said, grabbing a cushion and putting it on my lap to hide my now growing boner. “But yeah, I guess night shifts make me horny too.”
I could see Tom relaxing a bit after I said that. “Do you ever…” He asked, his eyes fixed on the TV, “you know, take care of it?”
“Not when in work, no.” I said, a bit too quickly.
Now, real talk: have I wanked in the hospital during one of my shifts? Absolutely yes, multiple times actually. Am I going to divulge that information to my senior? Uhm maybe, but not right away!
“… Have you?” I asked
He seemed to think about it, he then looked at me, glanced at the cushion on my lap and said “yeah, I have a few times. It’s a nice way to have a break from the job and to focus on the work.”
“But also most of the time I know I can take care of it whenever I get home to my wife.” He added. “It’s always worse when I know she’s not going to be at home to help me out.”
“I can imagine,” I said, finally just giving in to the weird and very arousing chat we were having. “My partner is at home so I guess I won’t have that problem.”
“Lucky you.” He replied, his right hand now fully grabbing his own growing bulge. “I guess you and her are gonna have some fun after work.” He added, hand still on his crotch.
“Yeah, he will definitely help me out when I get home.” It’s normal for people to assume I am with a woman, so I am used to just correcting people, but this time I subconsciously put the emphasis on the pronoun.
“Ah,” he said, “lucky him then.”
At this point, between the sexual innuendos and the idea of getting fucked by my boyfriend when I went home, I was hard as a rock, so very grateful for the cushion on my lap.
“Yeah, but also lucky me haha” I laughed. “Sorry you will have to find other ways to release that pressure.”
“I’m sure I’ll find a way” he joked “it’s just not the same when it’s my own hand” he said as he looked at me, his hand now moving inside his trousers to adjust himself.
“Will you even be able to go back to work with that in your pants?” His hardening cock now in pretty much full view under the trousers. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it at that point, so might as well make a joking comment on it.
“Haha I probably won’t, might get a few bad looks from patients and nurses if I do that.”
“I mean I don’t know about bad looks, but people will be looking for sure.”
He laughed as he kept moving his hand in his underwear. I was painfully hard at that point and my brain had completely switched off, all my decisions were driven by my cock instead.
“Regardless of looks I don’t think I’ll be able to focus on work with this going on” he said, grabbing his cock through his trousers and giving it a little shake.
He looked so thick and big my mouth was literally starting to water. I couldn’t believe that was happening.
“Well you better take care of it then, for patient care and all that” I said, putting on a fake innocent voice.
“Yeah I might have to” he confirmed “but the closest toilet is miles away and there is no way I can walk down the corridor looking like this” he said as he pointed at his still growing bulge.
I took that excuse to properly look at it, unapologetically. His cock wasn’t really creating an outline anymore but a proper tent in his trousers. He looked as big as I expected him to be. From where I was I though I could see a small wet patch on his trousers too. That all situation was driving me insane, but I honestly still thought he was just chatting to me as if he would chat to one of his mates.
“Yeah, that” I said, pointing at his boner, “would make walking down the corridor a bit awkward.”
“Is it okay if I just…” He started asking, with some hesitation in his voice, “take care of this here?”
I thought I was going to explode right there an then. These are things I have only ever read on porn stories or watched on porn videos, I didn’t think it could possibly be happening to me. “Of course!” I replied after a beat, voice slightly shaking. “Let me give you some privacy.” I added.
As I made to get up, I tried to adjust myself so that my boner wouldn’t show, but honestly I was way past the point of hiding, so now I was just standing up with a fully stiff cock tenting my trousers up. I saw Tom glancing at it, smirking.
“I don’t think you can safely walk down that corridor either.” He laughed, pointing at my boner with his gaze.
I looked down and sure enough my boner was so evident. I tried to adjust it again but it just wouldn’t stay down.
“I mean don’t feel like you need to leave on my account.” He said, lying back on the armchair, fully putting his bulge on show. “Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had a wank with someone else in the room.”
I hesitated initially but one more look at his erection was all the convincing I needed. I took my seat on the smaller armchair next to him this time, instead of the sofa opposite.
“And I don’t think this would be the first time you’ve seen a man wank either.” He added, clearly alluding at my sexuality.
As I made myself comfortable on the chair my mind was going crazy. This felt wrong in so many ways: we were in the hospital, working hours, in a relatively public room the other doctors on duty could walk into at any time and also my partner and I had never agreed to either of us doing anything with anyone else. My horniness clearly won though, especially when Tom started untying his scrub trousers and looked at me to ask: “shall we watch something?”
All my hesitations dropped. It was just a wank, nothing else, and we knew our colleagues had had a break not too long before us and we’re busy somewhere else on the wards.
“Sure” my simple answer.
“Anything in mind?” He got his phone out and started searching for the usual porn websites.
“No, you can put anything on.” I said. And honestly I didn’t care about the porn, I just wanted him to get his cock out so that I could finally see it. I was holding on by a thread at that point, I could feel my cock leaking precum at the thought of Tom wanking right next to me.
“Shit.” He said, trying to reload the web browser. “The sites are blocked from the WiFi and I have no signal here.”
My heart sank. I didn’t want to pass on this opportunity now that it had presented itself.
“Would you mind if I just play one of my videos?” He asked then. And I knew he wasn’t really going to wait for my response cause he was already going to the locked folder of his phone.
I just said yes I think. The rest was a bit of a blur of events, up until he chose a video to play and finally lowered his trousers and got his cock out.
The video he picked was just a POV of him fucking who I assumed was his wife in doggy style. He seemed to be going hard at it. I didn’t pay much attention to it though as all my attention was taken by his fully hard, glistening cock.
He was uncut, probably around 7 to 8 inches, so definitely as big as I had imagined. What got to me though was how girthy and heavy it looked. The head of his penis was covered in precum, and some of it was leaking down his shaft.
My mouth is watering now just thinking of it haha
I couldn’t wait any longer so I followed suit and got my hard cock out. On comparison my cock looked quite small, even though I am on the 7 inches of length it was his girth that made mine ook smaller in comparison.
He started stroking his cock immediately, fully focused on his video, he was going for hard and quick pumps, making a mess with his precum. I don’t know what stopped me from leaning over and wrap my mouth around it. I wanted to lick him clean so bad.
As I started stroking my own cock I knew I wasn’t gonna last long. My eyes fixated on his hand and his cock, I wanted to reach out so bad but I held myself.
After a couple of minutes the video ended and he started looking for another one.
“Fuck,” he said, his voice deep and full of lust, “I love the feeling of a nice ass.”
I assumed he was referring to the video he had just played, but I thought I’d take the hint.
“Well you showed me one of yours, let me show you one of mine.” I said, grabbing my phone from the table in front of us. I made an effort to lean over a bit too much so that I could show my ass. I swear I caught him staring when I sat back down.
As I went through my locked folder, I could see him looking at my cock and stroking his own. I hurried up and chose to play a video of me being fucked by my boyfriend. It’s a video we shot in a hotel room, we’re both on the bed, I’m on all fours and my bf is behind me fucking me quite hard and filming us in the mirror opposite the bed. One of my favourite videos we shot.
Anyway, as I started playing it I had to stop touching myself as I was getting too horny. The thought of this fucking hot man, my senior, stroking his cock while watching me getting railed by my bf was just too much.
“Jesus he is pounding you.” He said, with the same voice full of desire.
“I like it when he goes hard.” I replied, eyes fixated on his cock. It looked like he was gonna burst any moment now.
“I bet you do.” He said, taking his eyes away from my phone only momentarily to look me in the eyes. “Although I doubt you’d be able to handle this.” He added, slapping his meat on his hand. God the sound it made drove me mad.
“You’d be surprised.” I said as I started stroking myself again.
“Fuck!” He grunted. “You’re taking that like a pro. Your boyfriend is very lucky.”
That was it, I couldn’t hold it any longer. I started pumping faster, eyes on his dick. Tom’s strokes had also started getting more energetic and erratic.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum” I said, trying not too be too loud. Before I could think on where to cum I started shooting my load. I usually cum a lot especially when I wank, and this time was no exception. I shot around 6 ropes of cum, all over my scrub tops.
“I’m gonna shoot.” He also grunted, got on the edge of the armchair and started unloading his nut in his own and. The view was spectacular, his back muscles flexing as he orgasmed was a spectacular view.
After he shot all of his cum – most of it in his hand, but some went too far and landed on the table – he laid back on the chair, spent. A thin layer of sweat on him that made him look even more attractive.
And his cock was still semi, going flaccid. Still huge, with tiny drops of cum from the head.
“That was…” He started, “Great.”
“Yeah, it really was.” I laughed, glad there was no tension. “Just a shame all that went to waste.” I dared, pointing at the cum going cold in his hand.
“Ha!” He laughed, before getting up and cleaning some of the mess he had made.
I stayed there for a bit longer before gett out of my scrub top and changing it for one of the clean ones in the room.
“Well,” he said breaking the silence, “now that we can focus on work we should probably get back to it.”
“Yeah, shall I meet you back there?”
“Yeah, don’t rush. I think it’s finally calmed down a bit so we should be okay before handover.”
The rest of the shift went by quickly and honestly there was no awkwardness between us. I honestly think it was literally a wank between friends, and even though I hope it can become more, I wouldn’t know where to start and can’t really push too much given he is my colleague and senior.
I do have another night shift with him next week so I am definitely excited for that!
P.s.
I told my boyfriend all about it and he thought it was really hot, he was just jealous I didn’t have any photos of the doctor in question!
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