Tom sauntered into the large bathroom and paused in front of the mirror. He couldn’t help it… he flexed his arms and watched as a huge bicep formed, stretching a stylized tattoo. He flexed one leg and his quads popped a teardrop-shaped muscle out. Struck by a thought, he started making his huge, furry pecs bounce.
“Holy shit,” a voice whispered behind him. “Holy. Shit.”
Tom turned around and grinned. “Hey, little man.”
“Sir,” whispered Ron, his scrubs tented with a not-too-shabby erection and his lip quivering.
“Come over here,” Tom ordered. Ron complied, not even coming up to the massive boulder shoulder of the larger, younger man. Tom reached over and caressed Ron, his hand deliberately pausing over the nurse’s insistent wood. “Get t’work on those nipples.”
Ron, trembling with anticipation, brushed his hand across the ample hair on Tom’s chest. Gently, he pressed on Tom’s left nipple with his finger and thumb. Tom pressed his pecs into the sensation.
Encouraged, Ron pressed his mouth on the other nipple, his height perfectly poised to do so. Tom moaned as Ron worked his tongue over the huge target. As Ron came up to take a breath, Tom leaned down, caught Ron’s head in his huge, rough hands, and kissed him deeply. After they broke their embrace, Tom pulled the scrub uppers off of Ron’s torso.
“Let me service you, sir,” asked Ron.
“Do it,” said Tom.
Ron got on his knees and started working his way down toward Tom’s crotch. Starting with the sides of the enormous organ, he went to work. Almost immediately, Tom’s impressive tool snapped to full attention.
“Oh, my God,” breathed Ron. “It’s got to be a foot long.”
“Ten and a half inches,” agreed Tom. “Wait, how do Ah know that? Ah, who cares. Keep going.”
Ron started working his mouth up and down the enormous shaft, massaging Tom’s muscular ass. Tom moaned as his balls started to churn.
“Hold on… unnnnnh… stop a sec, li’l man.”
Ron reached over and unlocked a cabinet. He handed Tom a small jar and smiled shyly.
Tom, half blind with libido, reached over and, with one tank, pulled Ron’s scrubs down to his ankles. He opened the jar, finding a thin, smearable substance with a captivating scent. He dug a couple of meaty fingers in, then started lubing up his cock, pausing often to avoid ejaculating early.
He looked up and saw Ron shaking a small bottle onto a washcloth. Ron took a long sniff, then shoved the washcloth into Tom’s face. Tom choked for a minute, then stared at Ron as his blood vessels dilated.
“Never used poppers, eh?” smirked Ron. “You’re in for a treat, sir.”
Tom, his face flushed, flipped Ron over, bent his legs up, and slowly started penetrating the smaller nurse.
“Oh, sir. OH, SIR. I can take it. Give it all to me, sir.”
Ron turned over, onto hands and knees, and Tom started pumping a bit faster, stimulating Ron’s prostate and causing the older man’s cock to spring to attention. Ron responded by flexing in and out to match Tom’s cadence. As the sexual tension built up, Tom reached around with his still lubed-up hand and began stroking Ron’s uncut six inches. Ron moaned loudly, then both men started panting rhythmically.
“Sir… SIR… I’m… I’m…”
“Ah’m gonna cum!” shouted the enormous alpha.
Just then, both men’s burgeoning needs gave way. Tom pulled Ron’s hips back as far as he could and shot deep into the nurse’s hole. At the first shot, Ron exploded, shooting his own cum all over himself and the bath mat. Tom carefully withdrew and Ron, spent, laid on his side to catch his breath.
“Damn,” said Tom.
“That… was amazing. Your exes must really miss you,” said Ron.
“Ah’m actually straight,” said Tom. “Ah have a fiancée named Alice. But we’ve never had sex lahk that.”
“I think maybe Colton Bradshaw was hiding a little Brokeback secret,” teased Ron. “And I’m wondering if maybe it got passed on to you. Now let’s hit the shower… and let me wash that absolute stunner of a body.”
“Suits me,” chuckled Tom, as they walked into the corner with the shower.