only comes from pussy or dick. So which one is it, Montgomery? I’m leaning towards the dick, since I’ve never known you to have a lack of pussy.” Wayne grinned over his shoulder as he ambled towards the four wheeler.
“ It’s the latter.” Josh blurted out before he could stop himself.
“ Well, no wonder you got your boxers in a bunch.” Wayne sat on the seat and smiled. “First time finding a man attractive?”
“ Sort of.”
“ Let’s head to the lodge, I got a big ole’ bottle of Jack needs a shot glass. You can tell me all about it while we put our feet up in front of the fire. Ain’t nothing new to me, son.”
Josh had to shake his head and smile, Wayne, just knew how to fuck you all up. “Fine smartass, lead the way.” Josh looked at the setting sun, when he wrapped up work in Denali; he was headed to find Mark. ~~Chapter Five~~
“ Do you think about me? You know? Sexually?” “ Yeah, I do.”
Lips so soft covered his own, and then the sweep of a tongue licking inside; tasting, probing, searching and then the heat was gone. That’d been all it took, just that one fleeting kiss and Mark had been down for the count. No one had ever kissed him like that. It was the single most erotic kiss he’d ever had, and it stayed with him for over six months. He dreamed of it, felt his cock filling from the lingering memory of that one kiss. Now he was cold and wanting that touch, that spark, that fire that welled within him whenever he thought about those lips touching
his. Needed it? Shit, he craved it.
He stared at the white ceiling and brought Josh’s face back into view as he stroked his cock slowly. Blonde hair in a buzz cut, those piercing green eyes that stared right into his soul; hands so strong, yet so gentle touching him lightly. And then a kiss that knocked him for a loop, and sent his whole body up in a raw mess of nerves, and his senses into overload. His hand stroked faster now making its own rhythm. The hands slid down and gripped Mark’s cock stroking, teasing as his lips and teeth nibbled at him, fuck but he could almost feel…
“ Doctor Patterson to second floor nursing station. ” The
ceiling spat at him.
Mark groaned and released his leaking cock. He wiped his hand on his scrubs and threw his legs over the side of the harsh uncomfortable cot and stood, stretching his back. In a few hours he’d be on a plane to Alaska to find the man that had kept him up at night. The same man that had him jacking off night after night, the one that was in his very soul. Mark threw his coat back on, grabbed the stethoscope off the chair and exited the on-call room. The halls were filled with the sick and needy, and Mark made his way to the nurses’ station looking for Annette; because the ceiling spit had been her oh-so happy voice bringing him out of his cock gripping haze.
His eyes fell on the multiple charts that threatened to spill over onto the floor and he sighed, picking them up and righting them. What the hell, might as well check and see what was on the menu. He had a few hours to kill. This time of the year was the flu. Almost every chart had someone with flu like symptoms, and Mark put half of them back. The third to the last held a name he really didn’t want to deal with, the ex. Raoul.
“ Hey Doctor Patterson!”
Mark turned to see Annette’s over excited face, and smiled. She always looked like she’d snorted coffee through a straw. Annette’s eyes were huge and brown, and her equally brown hair was in a ponytail, whapping her in the face as she bobbed. She was so cheery all the time, that Mark wanted to slap her and tell her that Santa Claus didn’t exist, the tooth fairy was her mama; Oh, and the Easter bunny was a crock of shit! “Hello Nette.” And Cadbury eggs were fattening. Straight to your ass, fattening!
“ There’s a guy in room two says he knows ya.” Annette studied him. Doctor Patterson was pretty, his huge blue eyes made you want to get on your knees
“ It’s the latter.” Josh blurted out before he could stop himself.
“ Well, no wonder you got your boxers in a bunch.” Wayne sat on the seat and smiled. “First time finding a man attractive?”
“ Sort of.”
“ Let’s head to the lodge, I got a big ole’ bottle of Jack needs a shot glass. You can tell me all about it while we put our feet up in front of the fire. Ain’t nothing new to me, son.”
Josh had to shake his head and smile, Wayne, just knew how to fuck you all up. “Fine smartass, lead the way.” Josh looked at the setting sun, when he wrapped up work in Denali; he was headed to find Mark. ~~Chapter Five~~
“ Do you think about me? You know? Sexually?” “ Yeah, I do.”
Lips so soft covered his own, and then the sweep of a tongue licking inside; tasting, probing, searching and then the heat was gone. That’d been all it took, just that one fleeting kiss and Mark had been down for the count. No one had ever kissed him like that. It was the single most erotic kiss he’d ever had, and it stayed with him for over six months. He dreamed of it, felt his cock filling from the lingering memory of that one kiss. Now he was cold and wanting that touch, that spark, that fire that welled within him whenever he thought about those lips touching
his. Needed it? Shit, he craved it.
He stared at the white ceiling and brought Josh’s face back into view as he stroked his cock slowly. Blonde hair in a buzz cut, those piercing green eyes that stared right into his soul; hands so strong, yet so gentle touching him lightly. And then a kiss that knocked him for a loop, and sent his whole body up in a raw mess of nerves, and his senses into overload. His hand stroked faster now making its own rhythm. The hands slid down and gripped Mark’s cock stroking, teasing as his lips and teeth nibbled at him, fuck but he could almost feel…
“ Doctor Patterson to second floor nursing station. ” The
ceiling spat at him.
Mark groaned and released his leaking cock. He wiped his hand on his scrubs and threw his legs over the side of the harsh uncomfortable cot and stood, stretching his back. In a few hours he’d be on a plane to Alaska to find the man that had kept him up at night. The same man that had him jacking off night after night, the one that was in his very soul. Mark threw his coat back on, grabbed the stethoscope off the chair and exited the on-call room. The halls were filled with the sick and needy, and Mark made his way to the nurses’ station looking for Annette; because the ceiling spit had been her oh-so happy voice bringing him out of his cock gripping haze.
His eyes fell on the multiple charts that threatened to spill over onto the floor and he sighed, picking them up and righting them. What the hell, might as well check and see what was on the menu. He had a few hours to kill. This time of the year was the flu. Almost every chart had someone with flu like symptoms, and Mark put half of them back. The third to the last held a name he really didn’t want to deal with, the ex. Raoul.
“ Hey Doctor Patterson!”
Mark turned to see Annette’s over excited face, and smiled. She always looked like she’d snorted coffee through a straw. Annette’s eyes were huge and brown, and her equally brown hair was in a ponytail, whapping her in the face as she bobbed. She was so cheery all the time, that Mark wanted to slap her and tell her that Santa Claus didn’t exist, the tooth fairy was her mama; Oh, and the Easter bunny was a crock of shit! “Hello Nette.” And Cadbury eggs were fattening. Straight to your ass, fattening!
“ There’s a guy in room two says he knows ya.” Annette studied him. Doctor Patterson was pretty, his huge blue eyes made you want to get on your knees
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