When Stryker answers an ad to work at a local clinic, it seems like the perfect job for him. It has all the elements of an easy job – a few hours a week, a salary that any man twice his age would envy, and best of all, sex. The physician in charge seems nice enough, but there does seem to be something a bit “off” about him. Stryker is too busy exploring the enjoyable aspects of his new job to pay much attention to the doctor, at first anyway.
“Have you ever masturbated?”
Stryker tried to appear embarrassed by the question. “No, never. Mom said that was not appropriate.”
Hmm. The young intern thought for a moment about how he would approach this sensitive topic. “I can assure you that it is normal and healthy.”
Stryker looked down at his feet. “Do you do it, doctor?”
Dr. Bronson cleared his throat. “Yes, I do.”
“Will you show me how?”
The young intern nervously looked at the door. He knew this was wrong, but he wanted to make this young man feel good, too.
******
“Stryker, is it?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Dr. Byrd.”
Well, tweet, tweet, doctor.
“What can I do for you, Stryker?” The young doctor stood with his hands in front of him, Stryker’s chart in his hands. He was a little cocky for Stryker’s taste but he wasn’t planning on dating him. He just wanted the doctor to blow him.
“I just have a few questions. I guess I could talk to my buddies, but I don’t think they will tell me the truth.”
“I’m here for you, Stryker.”
Yes, you are, big boy.
