The Morning Appointment
Martin had always admired his dentist’s precision and poise. At fifty, Martin found himself unexpectedly captivated by the younger man’s presence. Because of his demanding work schedule, the dentist often opened his clinic early at eight in the morning just for him. Today, the office was unusually quiet; the assistant was absent, leaving the two men in a charged, heavy silence.
As Martin sat in the reclining chair, he complained of a rough filling irritating his tongue. The dentist leaned in close, his face only inches away. Martin could smell the crisp, clean scent of his breath, and he noticed a flicker of something unspoken in the man’s eyes. Driven by a sudden surge of adrenaline, Martin reached up, placing his hand firmly on the back of the dentist’s neck and pulling him down into a deep, hungry kiss.
The response was immediate and fervent. Their tongues entwined in a desperate dance, their teeth occasionally clashing as the kiss stretched on for minutes. Martin’s hand wandered downward, gripping the firm, muscular curve of the younger man’s backside, feeling the tension and desire radiating through the professional attire.
The encounter escalated quickly. The dentist knelt before Martin, skillfully freeing him from his trousers. The sensation of the man’s warm mouth was overwhelming, a rhythmic pleasure that left Martin breathless. In return, Martin explored the dentist’s own impressive length, marveling at the heat and lubrication of a man who clearly wanted this as much as he did.
Time was slipping away, but they couldn’t stop. Martin guided the dentist to the swivel chair, positioning him to reveal a smooth, tight form. With a condom and a bit of saliva for lubrication, Martin entered him slowly, mindful of the initial friction. Once they found their rhythm, the room filled with the symphony of their passion—the rhythmic slap of skin and the soft creak of the chair moving beneath them.
The climax was explosive and brief, leaving them both spent and shaking. As they dressed in a comfortable, knowing silence, the dentist sat on Martin’s lap one last time for a lingering kiss. As Martin stepped out into the morning air, he realized he had forgotten to pay for the visit. He smiled to himself, knowing he now had the perfect excuse to return soon.