Man on Man at the Discipline Hearing (First Time Gay Medical and Aphrodisiac Menage Erotica)
Romance, Erotica
| Author: | S M Partlowe | ISBN: | 9781311374530 |
| Publisher: | S M Partlowe | Publication: | September 11, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | S M Partlowe |
| ISBN: | 9781311374530 |
| Publisher: | S M Partlowe |
| Publication: | September 11, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
When Jake Glendale gets called in for a meeting with his boss's boss and a three man discipline board, he assumes it's because he's been letting his work slip since his recent break-up. But within five minutes, he's discovered the truth is much more serious.
They've found the perscription anti-anxiety pills his coworker offered him last week, and they're going to hold him accountable unless he fesses up to who gave them to him. But when the discipline board admits they haven't actually figured out what the mysterious little pills are, Jake swallows them on the spot, right in front of everyone, thinking that without evidence the whole thing will be moot.
But unfortunately for Jake, the pills weren't run of the mill relaxation drugs, and the self-conscious young man who was only trying to stay out of trouble finds his mind and body dwelling on long repressed desires and a sex-drive that's climbing out of control, and right in front of the most powerful men at the company! If that weren't enough, the advisory board has brought in a medical consult, the handsome Dr. Patricks, to help discover what the pills contain, and he's ready to become intimately familiar with the changes Jake's experiencing, and help bring the other men up to speed, too ...
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a vulnerable younger man and his older alpha male superiors, the use of a potent aphrodisiac, a highly erotic medical examination, multiple partners, erotic discipline and spanking, group sex, anal sex, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt:
The doctor bent down and retrieved a briefcase from by the side of his chair. He snapped it open and removed a small notebook. "I'd like to take your pulse first, Jake," he said, "just to get a baseline, is that alright?"
Helplessly, I nodded.
He stood and pulled a small end-table out into the center of the room from where it had been pushed into a corner. He patted its surface. "Up here, if you don't mind."
Obediently I complied, climbing up to perch on the hard surface. I felt like I was in an exam room. The three men's eyes were intent on me.
The doctor stepped forward and pressed two strong but gentle fingers to the side of my throat. I found myself noticing the fresh masculine scent of his body. I had never really noticed a man's smell before, unless it was offensive, but the I found myself breathing it in with something unexpectedly close to relish. My heart was beating sort of fast as he held his hands on me.
"He's nervous," he observed, understanding rather than accusatory. "I'm not going to get a reliable rate." He took his hand away. "Do you think you could breathe for me, Jake?"
"Breathe?"
"Deep breaths," he encouraged soothingly. He placed his hand just below my ribcage with the familiar intimacy of someone who knew the human body and knew how to work with people. "From your diaphragm, like this. Just try to relax. We're not here because we want to get you in trouble."
"I appreciate that, doctor," I breathed, trying to calm down.
I could feel his fingers against my skin through the fabric of my shirt. Each little breath moved me against his touch. I felt a renewed flush rising in my cheeks as he stood with me, trying to help me calm down and only making my heart pound all the more.
Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.
When Jake Glendale gets called in for a meeting with his boss's boss and a three man discipline board, he assumes it's because he's been letting his work slip since his recent break-up. But within five minutes, he's discovered the truth is much more serious.
They've found the perscription anti-anxiety pills his coworker offered him last week, and they're going to hold him accountable unless he fesses up to who gave them to him. But when the discipline board admits they haven't actually figured out what the mysterious little pills are, Jake swallows them on the spot, right in front of everyone, thinking that without evidence the whole thing will be moot.
But unfortunately for Jake, the pills weren't run of the mill relaxation drugs, and the self-conscious young man who was only trying to stay out of trouble finds his mind and body dwelling on long repressed desires and a sex-drive that's climbing out of control, and right in front of the most powerful men at the company! If that weren't enough, the advisory board has brought in a medical consult, the handsome Dr. Patricks, to help discover what the pills contain, and he's ready to become intimately familiar with the changes Jake's experiencing, and help bring the other men up to speed, too ...
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a vulnerable younger man and his older alpha male superiors, the use of a potent aphrodisiac, a highly erotic medical examination, multiple partners, erotic discipline and spanking, group sex, anal sex, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt:
The doctor bent down and retrieved a briefcase from by the side of his chair. He snapped it open and removed a small notebook. "I'd like to take your pulse first, Jake," he said, "just to get a baseline, is that alright?"
Helplessly, I nodded.
He stood and pulled a small end-table out into the center of the room from where it had been pushed into a corner. He patted its surface. "Up here, if you don't mind."
Obediently I complied, climbing up to perch on the hard surface. I felt like I was in an exam room. The three men's eyes were intent on me.
The doctor stepped forward and pressed two strong but gentle fingers to the side of my throat. I found myself noticing the fresh masculine scent of his body. I had never really noticed a man's smell before, unless it was offensive, but the I found myself breathing it in with something unexpectedly close to relish. My heart was beating sort of fast as he held his hands on me.
"He's nervous," he observed, understanding rather than accusatory. "I'm not going to get a reliable rate." He took his hand away. "Do you think you could breathe for me, Jake?"
"Breathe?"
"Deep breaths," he encouraged soothingly. He placed his hand just below my ribcage with the familiar intimacy of someone who knew the human body and knew how to work with people. "From your diaphragm, like this. Just try to relax. We're not here because we want to get you in trouble."
"I appreciate that, doctor," I breathed, trying to calm down.
I could feel his fingers against my skin through the fabric of my shirt. Each little breath moved me against his touch. I felt a renewed flush rising in my cheeks as he stood with me, trying to help me calm down and only making my heart pound all the more.
Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread's Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.
