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Hard Exam: Fucked Bareback by Hung Doc

I was nervous and excited as I entered the doctor’s office. My heart raced as he walked in the room. He was wearing a white lab coat and had the most delicious, penetrating gaze. He stood tall, muscular and handsome with a chiseled jaw, dark hair, and a magnificent bulge in his pants. When our eyes met, electricity filled the air. It was only then that I realized he was the one handing out my hard exam.

My palms started to sweat as he began his examination. He ran his hands slowly down my chest, his fingers playing along my every curve. His touch sent waves of pleasure throughout my entire body. When his hands moved lower, I felt his shocking arousal pressed against my buttocks. His lips were inches away from mine and my head was filled with an intense desire. Then suddenly, he pushed himself into me and I could barely catch my breath. He was so incredibly huge – filling every inch of me. His thrusts were deep, relentless, and passionate. All I could do was surrender to his raw power. His every movement commanded my pleasure until I was screaming out with rapture. And as I lay there with him on top of me, I realized that this was the ultimate test. I had passed the hard exam with flying colors.

Table of Contents

• 1. The Invitation
• 2. Freed from the Examiners Gaze
• 3. Feeling the Doctor’s Hardness
• 4. Submit to His Wild Probing
• To Conclude

1. The Invitation

Wet With Anticipation

• My palms slowly moisten, a shimmer of sweat dewing across my nervous skin.
• The phone was still clutched tight in my hand, the doctor’s deep baritone still lingering through my reverberating mind.

As soon as I hung up, my stomach had already dropped, tangled into a maelstrom of excitement and hesitation. My appointment didn’t start for well over an hour, but I was already soaked through, with anticipation of what was to come. His deep, dark raspy voice had instilled such trust, such promise of being able to entirely let go.

• I knew all I had to do was show up, and I felt myself already on the tip of unraveling.
• My cock growing with each passing second, begging for a source of relief.

The enticing air of a true doctor’s office contained a thrill all of its own, the subdued polite noises and lights only stoking my already raging fire. I stepped into the room, and felt my legs grow feeble as his eyes met mine. He spoke in soft tones, and I let myself sink deep into his warmth. With no words ever exchanged, I understood my invitation, and immediately raced to act on it. My jeans had barely left my thighs before his hand had found its firm hold on my throbbing, desperate flesh; and I knew I was about to be given a hard exam.

2. Freed from the Examiners Gaze

Lying in front of him, my eyes tracing the curves of his body, I wanted to get closer to him. His strong shoulders and arms bulging from his shirt flexed as he stood over me. I extended a hand and pulled myself up as the table I was laying on rose. He was towering over me; his large hands cupped my face. I took a deep breath as his eyes scanned my body from head to toe.

The pleasure was instantaneous as his fingers touched me. Every caress sent shivers through my body as my skin rippled with anticipation. He stroked my body down to my waistline, and I could feel the bulge of his cock pressing against me. His mouth tracing a line along my neck, down to my shoulders, before his tongue ferociously lapped my skin in frenzied passion. My hips surged forward and I felt the rumbling sensation within me as my throaty moans echoed throughout the room. His thrusts were hard and deep, his large cock pushing inside me without mercy. I was free, released from the examiners gaze, all inhibitions gone, thrown to the wind. Each thrust filled me with a warmth that I had never experienced before and I no longer wanted to resist. His hands ran over my body, his fingers tangling in my hair, making our connection grow more intimate. I felt as if I no longer had a body, just my soul united with his in a never-ending spiral of pleasure.

3. Feeling the Doctor’s Hardness

• Arousing Checkup

The sterile smell of the doctor’s office filled my nose, but it was rapidly replaced by the musky scent I had become so familiar with – my doctor’s cologne. I was lying on the examination table, already aroused by the anticipation of what was to come. As usual, my body shivered in anticipation as the door opened. I could feel my heart racing as I heard the sound of Dr. Johnson’s footsteps heading towards me. He stepped quietly and confidently and in a moment I felt his hands pressing my shoulders and neck, as if inspecting me. His grip was hard and strong – like a rock.

The sensation of his hands strengthened, moving deliberately to the button of my jeans. His fingers made their way lightly toward my waist, but he lingered for what felt like hours, getting closer to an inevitable. Finally, he dissolved my clothing; with each tug of my t-shirt or jeans, he exposed a little more of me, causing each of us to tremble with pleasure. He reached deep inside my boxers with both hands and I gasped with pleasure as my penis filled his palms with steel-like hardness.

4. Submit to His Wild Probing

I had heard plenty of warnings about lusty men in white coats, suggesting I avoid being alone with any doctor – but it was too late. He had me trembling in the waiting room – this strapping, young medical god. Tall, dark and oozing with a confident authority, I could barely keep my eyes off his sinfully sculpted body. I had never wanted someone so badly or let myself be so exposed.

The moment we stepped into his shiny exam room, my inhibition was a distant memory. I slid onto the cold metal table, tingling with a heat and desire that I could no longer contain. He took my arm, slowly moving his mouth down my bare skin – inspecting me with a thorough and agonizing detail that drew out my aching pleasure and surrender.

Suddenly, his hands wrapped around my hips and hauled me up and down like a rag doll; a never-ending ride of burning bliss. Every ounce of anguish and ecstasy seemed to take hold in that single moment. I cried out as his throbbing tip slid into me, impaling me with a pounding force and intensity that brought me to the brink of shattering. His wild probing only grew more voracious as I moved over his steel-like shaft – throbbing and twitching with a primal delight that gave me no choice but to submit.

To Conclude

As he slumped back into the chair, feeling the warm afterglow of his passionate session, he thought of the experience as if it had been an exam of sorts. He had been tested, explored and pleasured beyond anything he could have dreamed of, and he always passed with flying colors. It was an education in pleasure and intensity, and it only left him craving more. He’d faced off against his very own hung doctor, and when the climax came, it was an experience unlike any other. To him, this was truly a hard, yet incredibly rewarding exam.