Please see the 9-14-10 posting for Part One.
Meredith City is a major health care hub, located in the upper Midwest. With a large trauma center, doctors covet the training positions and put up with difficult schedules in exchange for the opportunity. Not all of the opportunities are purely medical…
Recap: When we last saw them, Doctor Sam Larkin and Doctor Leo DeCosta had met up after work in the privacy of the third floor locker room. Leo declared his sexual preference and attraction to Sam, and a little mouth-on-body exploration ensued. Leo’s skilled mouth has given Sam a world-shaking orgasm, and Sam is determined to give Leo an unforgettable first time together.
Salty musky lips kissed Sam’s. “I’ve waited so long for that, Sam. Thought I’d never see the day.”
Sam’s throat tightened. All those months alone, and Leo had been right here, patiently waiting. He brushed back damp blond strands and met the aquamarine gaze. “What do you want?”
“Want?”
Sam grinned. “Yeah, want.”
“Want to try out the cot?”
Sam’s hands splayed on Leo’s waist. His eyes drifted shut and he sighed, the sated smile still on his face.
Leo grinned; he’d pulled this expression from Sam, took him from needy to blissful. The taste of Sam’s cock had ramped up his own arousal, and he was hard as a diamond, aching for release.
Sam’s whiskey-colored eyes gazed at him. “The cot?”
Yeah, for starters. He’d stretch Sam out on the bed, explore the cut muscles of that taut body with his hands and mouth, sample every square inch of Sam’s olive skin, and probe the secret places with his tongue...
“Are you okay with… the cot?” Leo murmured. Please, say yes.
He drew a knuckle down the trail of soft dark hair bisecting Sam’s midline, stopping above the thatch surrounding his shaft, rubbed his thumbs into the hollows where Sam’s legs met his groin.
Sam shuddered.
To sink himself balls deep in Sam’s firm ass would be heaven. The thought of that velvet heat gloving his cock… God. Would Sam enjoy that? Leo groaned and pushed his erection against Sam’s hip, letting him feel the hardness.
“It’ll be good Sam, I swear.” The rich scent of bay rum and citrus filled his nose as he ran his lips along Sam’s neck.
In response, fingers tightened on his waist. One palm drifted in a tantalizing sweep to his hip, over to his shaft, and rubbed with exquisite clarity through his scrubs. Leo bucked. The hand stroked between his legs, weighed his testicles.
“Too many clothes,” Sam muttered.
Leo watched as nimble fingers untied the drawstring of his pants. Underneath, he had on nothing but a tan, and his erection peeked out of the loosened waist of his scrubs. A hoarse sound broke from Sam, and he glanced up, the needy look draping his features.
Leo grinned. He could get used to seeing that look. And Sam’s expression when he came.
Beautiful.
Leo kicked free of the pants and his cock jutted out, swollen and throbbing. Ready.
Warm palms cupped Leo’s ass and squeezed, urging him closer. His cock nestled against Sam’s hip.
“You can have whatever you want,” Sam breathed. His hands grazed Leo’s nipples.
“I want to fuck you.” Leo trailed his fingers down Sam’s spine, delved into the hot crevice between his butt cheeks, gently exploring. “You want me to fuck you?”
“Yeah.” Sam’s eyes darkened, and he wrapped a hand around Leo’s neck, pulled him in for a hard kiss and nipped his lower lip. “I want that.”
A blast of heat went through Leo. Yes. He said yes. Against his thigh, Sam’s cock stirred.
Leo’s twitched in answer. Callused fingers closed around him, did a slow slide down, and then back up. Somehow, Sam knew how he liked to be touched. A drop of pre-come welled in the tiny slit. Sam’s thumb smeared the moisture on the head, teased the cleft and the ridge. The other hand cupped his testicles, and a fingertip stroked the sensitive skin between his sac and his hole.
Electrifying arousal shot through his bloodstream to his cock, and his balls tightened. “Let’s get horizontal.”
He guided Sam over to the cot and gently pushed him down, climbed on and stretched out next to him, face-to-face. Sam had a hard-on, and that needy look on his face.
Excellent. Hard and needy.
He already loved pleasuring Sam, watching the ecstasy develop on his features as he squeezed his eyes shut and his lips parted in a hoarse cry. Leo took Sam’s mouth, and the man responded hungrily, sucking on his tongue.
His stiff cock slid along Sam’s, skin against skin. So damn good. He’d never gotten this hard for anyone. Only for Sam.
He scraped the hard little nubs of Sam’s nipples, and was rewarded with a moan. So damn responsive to every touch, and it cranked his own desire up. An ache began in his testicles, a tightness building, demanding release.
Sam’s hand ran down Leo’s back and grabbed onto his ass, pulled their bodies together and thrust against him. Leo thrust back.
“Sam, you want me inside you?”
“Sure.”
Sam nuzzled his ear, and a tiny spark of pain stung his earlobe. Oh, yeah. A man who liked it a little hard, a little intense. Leo licked Sam’s clavicle and lightly bit him on the deltoid. Salt and spice mixed on his tongue with the lingering flavor of Sam’s cock.
Sam’s scratchy beard rasped against his. A warm mouth kissed a trail to the sensitive spot where Leo’s neck met his shoulder. Sam sucked the skin there, dropped down and closed his lips around Leo’s nipple before moving lower still. A hot wet tongue dipped into his navel.
Then Sam kissed the head of Leo’s cock.
Leo bowed off the bed. “Sam, I want you… now.”
Sam sat back on his knees. “Do you have… supplies?”
Leo got to his feet and crossed the room to his locker. Thank God he’d laid in what they’d need. In case. He grabbed a couple of condoms and a tube of KY jelly.
Sam rolled onto his stomach.
God, he had a terrific ass, firm and round. Leo ran a hand over the curves, then knelt on the cot and squirted lube on his fingers, rubbing them together until the gel warmed.
“Ready?”
“Please,” Sam groaned.
Leo’s cock throbbed. This was going to be… so good. He worked the lube between Sam’s ass cheeks, lightly circling the sensitive hole and piercing him with a fingertip. Sam moaned and pushed back against him. Leo eased his finger into Sam’s passage, and he tensed. Leo froze.
“You sure about this, Sam?”
“Yeah,” he gasped. “It’s been awhile for me.”
Leo leaned over and inhaled the clean scent of citrus and spice of Sam, kissed the warm skin of his back, worked his way up to his shoulder, then softly pressed his lips to Sam’s.
“Relax. I’ll go slow.”
Sam blew out a breath and nodded, spreading his legs further apart.
Leo squirted more lube on his fingers and massaged it into the tender skin, pressed in with a thumb. So far, so good. He rubbed a little, pushed the other thumb in, widening the passage, rubbing until he felt the muscles relax. Sam shuddered and pushed back against him.
Leo patted him on the side, urged him to roll over. Sam’s rigid shaft poked up.
Leo grinned. One more taste. He licked up the underside of Sam’s cock, taking the head in his mouth. Flavors of salt, sex, and man, a heady combination. He sucked on the length and it thickened.
A moan came from Sam, and he arched and pulled up his legs in invitation. “I want you inside me.”
Yeah. He wanted that too. Leo reared back, sheathed himself in a condom, and spread some lube on the latex. He covered Sam’s mouth, slick and urgent, kissing him hard. Sam’s hands fluttered down his back, stroking, settling on his ass and urging him on.
Leo pushed the head of his shaft against Sam’s entrance, working his cock forward, slowly rocking. The tight ring of muscle relaxed, and suddenly he was through heaven’s gate. Soft heat surrounded him, the sensation so good he almost spilled. Sam gasped.
“Okay?” Leo panted.
“Yeah. Fine.” Sam smiled, eyes closed, and lifted his hips.
Leo moved, push and pull, loving the heat and the tightness, building to pounding strokes, angling his thrusts to stimulate his lover’s prostate. Sam palmed his own erection and pumped.
Too soon, tingling ran down Leo’s spine. He tried to hold back, wanting to prolong this for Sam, for himself, make the pleasure last, but the months of anticipation ensured he wouldn’t last long.
With a hoarse cry, Sam began to come, ribbons of white shooting onto his chest. The response tipped Leo over, hot jets pouring out of him, sending shockwaves of pleasure out to every nerve ending. The room blurred, then slowly came back into focus.
That look of ecstasy covered Sam’s face, and Leo grinned. Damn. He loved that look.
Whiskey-colored eyes cracked open and gazed up at him.
“Was it good, Sam?”
“Yeah.” He chuckled. “Hell, yeah.”
Leo rubbed his cheek against Sam’s. Waiting in the locker room had worked out better than Leo had anticipated. He’d set out to ease Sam’s mind and communicate his own desire, but discovering Sam harbored some hot desires of his own… mind-blowing.
“Do you still want to go out for a beer?” Sam murmured in his ear.
Leo pulled back and grinned. “Who needs beer?”
~***~
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