Page 116 of The Single Dads Club
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When Alexa returned I was seated on the exam table, the paper gown closed loosely around me and my hard on still rock solid and as painful as ever. Rick hadn’t offered to leave while I changed. He and a whole room full of people had already seen me buck-naked though, so I figured it didn’t matter much at this point. This whole night just needed to fucking end.
Alexa washed her hands before carefully arranging an ice pack over my groin. I shifted and let out a grunt at the shock of cold, causing Alexa’s eyes to flicker up to mine.
“Is it okay?” she asked, softly.
“Fine,” I muttered and bit back the string of curse words I wanted to let rip. Instead my hand covered hers and I adjusted the ice pack so it wasn’t sitting directly on my nuts.
Rick leaned against the exam table and chuckled to himself as if he found our interaction amusing. It was clear I was intrigued by her and the way her eyes wandered the room, desperate to look anywhere but directly at me, or rather at my swollen appendage, signaled she wants to be anywhere but here.
“You can see why we hired him, huh, sweetheart?” Rick grinned proudly, nodding in the direction of my swollen cock, and elbowed her softly in the side. “The big boys get the most views.”
Her cheeks flushed pink and she tucked her chin to her chest. “Uh…” She stuttered.
“Let’s just get on with it,” I growled. I didn’t care about the exam or being exposed, I just wanted to end her embarrassment as quickly as possibleand I wanted Rick’s attention away from her.
I didn’t know why I’d listened to Rick and taken those damn pills. There was no doubt I was attracted to the model he’d hired. She was gorgeous, petite and trim, any man would be happy to have sex with her, so that wasn’t the problem. It was the sheer look of terror on her face that was the issue. I’d tried to make polite conversation before the shoot began, but even small talk was too much for her. She excused herself to the kitchen, where she sat perched on a bar stool, her eyes closed tight, chest rising and falling as she took deep breaths. After she finally talked herself into going through with it, I was so weirded out that I couldn’t even keep my erection up—something that had never been a problem for me before.
I wasn’t about to fuck some girl who was terrified of me. Sorry, not a turn-on and definitely something I was into. Rick had assumed me it was a performance issue, and stupidly I’d accepted the pills from him rather than explaining why I didn’t want to go through with it. Eventually I had to man up and explain the situation to him, but not before I took the pills and the damage was done.
“So, you’re a porn star?” Alexa asked, her eyes flicking up to mine briefly before darting away again.
She was as nervous as a field mouse in a stampede. “Does that bother you?” I bluffed. She didn’t need to know that this was my first ever film and I hadn’t even followed through with it. Besides, she’d already judged me. No sense in trying to defend my honor.
Her eyes met mine again and held. “No.” Her voice sounded sure, but I couldn’t help noticing the blush creeping up her neck to color her cheeks. Watching her work, her small hands moving about to care for me stirred something inside. It’d been a long time since someone had taken care of me and I’d forgotten how good it felt. I watched her with intent, my eyes sweeping over her features yet again. Her closeness to my cock was doing nothing for my hard on.
The doctor strode into the room—male, late-forties, and strait-laced, which put me at ease.
After covering the basics—that I’d taken two of little blue pills even though onlyonewas recommended and yes, I’d been fully erect going on four and half hours now—the doctor, thankfully, got right down to business, opening my robe. The swollen appendage jutted out in front of me, proudly saluting the doctor and Alexa.
“There he is!” Rick beamed proudly. This dude was twisted. Why the hell was he so interested in my cock and why the hell was he still here? Sure my cock was above average, I knew that much. After Rick had approached me about starring in one of his movies, I’d looked up the statistics online and measured myself, just out of curiosity. It was much larger than average according to what I’d read online. But still, his interest was creepy and he was getting creepier by the second I reminded myself that he dealt with the human body all day long and that he was just thinking about the money I could make him when he looked at it, but that didn’t mean I liked another man eyeing my dick with such enthusiasm.
My eyes flicked up to watch Alexa’s expression when my cock was revealed to the room. Gotta say, that was a bad fucking idea. Her mouth dropped open, her eyes appeared glazed and her chest heaved with shallow breaths. I practically felt her gaze caressing every throbbing each of me.
“Is he family?” the doctor asked, glancing quickly at Rick before continuing his inspection of me.
I shook my head. “Nope.”
The doctor tipped his head to the door, motioning to Rick. “Would you mind stepping out of the room, sir?”
“Sure thing, Doc.” Rick nodded. “I’m out of here just as soon as you tell me there’ll be no permanent damage to that money maker.”
The doctor looked up at him, not amused. “He’ll live. Now please go.”
Apparently satisfied by the doctor’s answer, Rick gave me a wink, patted my shoulder and exited the room.
“So how exactly do you treat this?” My attention darted between the doctor and Alexa. “Please tell me there’s something we can do to get rid of this.”
Alexa’s eyes shifted to the floor, like she knew I wasn’t going to like the doctor’s answer. I immediately braced for impact.
“I’m going to give you a dose of medicine—a combination of a steroid and a muscle relaxant to see if that will return things to normal. You’ll take these orally and we’ll wait about thirty minutes. If that doesn’t work, I may have to insert a thin needle into the shaft and extract blood manually.” The doctor made a few notes in my file and left the room.
I swallowed down a lump in my throat. The fucking pillshad to work. I wouldn’t be able to handle him bringing a needle anywhere near my dick without punching the poor guy in the face.
Alexa returned a few minutes later with a tiny plastic cup containing two pills and a cup of water for me. I downed the pills and water in a single gulp. Once again, she arranged the icepack on my lap, her hand brushing against my dick, which made it jump. I saw her bite her lip to avoid smiling.
“Thanks,” I muttered, passing the cup back to her before laying back on the bed and hoping for the best.
