Dr. Wolf was reading over patient charts on his laptop when his phone buzzed. He snatched up the device and saw that he had received a text from his patient—and secret lover—Damien. The message said that the little dude was dropping by, and wondered if the good doctor minded. Dr. Wolf quickly replied to Damien’s text. In one regard, he surely did not mind. However, the busy MD had a full schedule and was otherwise swamped. Mere moments later, the pocket-sized Latin twink bound into the office. He blushed, smirked, and then exhaled sharply as though the boy had been holding his breath. But of course, the delighted doctor was always happy to see Damien. Their chemistry upon their first meeting had been instantly red-hot. With uncontrollable desires, both had gotten naked and lustfully fucked in Dr. Wolf’s home office within the first five minutes. Since then, Damien was making it more of a habit to come see his gentle giant lover at the drop of a hat. Damien believed in his heart of hearts that he had an addiction, and only Dr. Wolf could possibly help him. If the lusty Latin lover were being perfectly frank, Dr. Wolf’s eye-popping pecker was practically all the boy could think about. He constantly found himself dreaming up excuses to come see the giant gentleman with the gorgeous body and sweet demeanor. Damien perched himself up against the MD’s massive shoulders. At the young twink’s careful, casual touch, the diligent doctor emitted a low murmur. He tried to keep a straight face as he worked on his patient charts, but the boy’s purring into his ear was irresistible. Any red-blooded male would be unable to defend against honey-bodied, horny young scamps such as Damien. Damien could barely manage to wrap both of his tiny doll-sized hands around the moaning MD’s mammoth daddy-meat. Dr. Wolf’s cock rested up against Damien’s miniature chest, and it was nearly the length of the passionate twink’s chest and abs. The experienced MD was still astonished at how impossible it seemed that the boy could make his dick disappear all the way up inside of his petite bottom. Like it was a magic trick; a seemingly incredible phenomena coming to life like a miracle. Dr. Wolf continued to croon over Damien’s eager licking and sucking. The loud, lust-driven moans of the MD made Damien’s boy-rod rock hard. He helped the doctor peel off the rest of their clothes. Damien had dropped to his knees—he seemed to be almost impatiently awaiting the doctor’s go-head before completely swallowing his cock. Dr. Wolf winked and the hungry twink ambitiously tried to deepthroat the enormous girth. After a blissful while of labored slurping over the doctor’s member, Dr. Wolf sat back down on his office chair and then touched Damien’s wistful, waiting face. The two lovers kissed one another hard on the mouth, the Latin boy’s tongue twisting delightfully around the older giant’s own tongue. Dr. Wolf instructed his patient to rise to his feet. He remained seated and yet he still had to look down. Even though the boy was standing now, he was still shorter than his doctor. The observant MD noticed that his twink’s bobbing boy-meat was leaking like a faucet. Dr. Wolf licked his lips and gently probed Damien for clarification on if he was a regular leaker or not. The cheeky twink giggled, and replied that he really only leaks sometimes. The good doctor thought real hard for a moment, then made the executive decision that the boy ought to leak constantly. Or at the very least, when Damien was in his presence. The pretty twink would need therapy, however, and many hours of hands-on care. This the dedicated doctor would do personally. Dr. Wolf swiped a thick dollop of Damien’s precum. He began the boy’s new, cum inducing therapy by massaging Damien’s own slick wetness into his sensitive cockhead. The good doctor still couldn’t get over how disproportionate Damien’s penis size was in comparison to the rest of his tiny frame. The boy was, in all honesty, almost as long as the doctor’s own massive cannon. Damien was, at this point, glistening with perspiration and gently shaking. He knew full well what was next when Dr. Wolf’s next instruction was for the boy to hop up into his lap. The DILF doctor embraced Damien and then helped place the boy into position. The boy yipped as he felt the billiard-sized cockhead touch his dime-sized pucker. This next phase of the precum-flowing therapy would be critical for the boy to master. The experienced MD brilliantly, patiently soothed and guided Damien slowly, tenderly sinking him down onto the doctor’s cock. Finally, the young twink felt completely and totally full. His entire tiny being was at blissful capacity. As the doctor whispered helpful, horny hints into the ears of his patient lover, Damien gave himself over to the wave of earthshaking pleasure. And you can bet that the boy’s weiner was most definitely leaking after this! Both lovers were equally thrilled with this new therapy. However, the wise doctor cautioned that the most intense part of the therapy was about to begin. Dr. Wolf scooped Damien up in his arms and then placed him on the chair, with his tiny bottom facing outward. The shivering shorty gripped the headrest, and looked back at the fiery-eyed doctor with an almost pleading look. The good doctor obscenely slid his own precum-leaking meat up against the boy’s sweaty back and buttcheeks. At the same time, Dr. Wolf cupped Damien’s cock and balls with one giant hand. The boy shrieked with astonished wonder as the handsy hunk squeezed. Small shrieks amped up to high pitched wails of intense pleasure. The doctor knew the timing during this part of the therapy was critical to Damien’s overall success and subsequent longevity. Dr. Wolf hoisted his huge cock and loudly moaned in unison with the hapless, now-delirious Latin boy. The brilliant-minded MD simultaneously squeezed, stroked, and sensuously massaged the entirety of Damien’s private parts, all the while wildly long-dicking the tight boy chute. Soon, both doctor and patient were gulping air. Dr. Wolf then began to implement short, furious thrusts of his massive cock—slamming and crashing up against the sweet spot deep inside Damien. The sweat continued to stream down the young lad’s profoundly happy face. Both he and the MD were perilously close to the finish now. This is where the timing became so critical in this procedure! However, Dr. Wolf was momentarily obliged to hold Damien down as the boy was clearly ready to spin off his top. He held Damien tightly against himself as he slammed home one final time. Damien shouted with joy and near disbelief. His consistently bobbing boy-meat was still dribbling cum as the doctor’s daddydick launched blast after blast of therapeutic prescription deep within the boy. The breathless twink clung with both hands to the glistening giant’s mighty frame. Dr. Wolf glanced over at the clock. Only minutes to go until his first patient would arrive for the day… well, technically, now his second! And if the truthful MD were being honest, he sorely wished the next appointment was Damien, too. And the next, and the next…
