THE DOCTOR’S ASSISTANT When Martin was in college playing ..

THE DOCTOR’S ASSISTANT When Martin was in college playing sports and studying business he never thought he would end up as a receptionist for a psychologist. He had dreams of being a high paid executive at a major firm. However, he was desperate upon graduating and needed a job. When he saw the advertisement for a job at Dr. Davis Sloan’s office, Martin decided to apply. He believed it would be only temporary until something better came up. He arrived for his appointment on time and wore his best suit, which however was a little tight on his muscular physique. His pants hugged his big bubble ass and the suit jacket was stretched over his bulging arms. As soon as he walked into the office and greeted the doctor, he noticed the older man was checking him out openly. Martin was used to such looks and he just smirked. “Have a seat,” the Doctor gripped Martin’s hand in a firm handshake. Martin didn’t feel the small pick on his palm, “thank you, sir.” He took a seat and noticed the man’s eyes were glancing at his full package in the tight dress pants. “I am glad you are willing to interview me for the position sir.” “I’m very impressed with your academic and extracurricular activities while at state. You seem like a perfect match for the position,” Dr. Sloan looked through Martin’s resume. “Thank you, sir. I have to say I don’t have much experience with medical offices and receptionist duties,” the man’s constant checking him out was turning Martin off on the job. “Tell me about yourself, are you married or have a girlfriend,” the doctor asked. “No sir, I’m single. Education and wrestling doesn’t leave much time for a relationship,” Martin thought the personal question was inappropriate. “I see. A boyfriend?” “No, I’m straight,” Martin was put off by the question. “Relax,” the doctor smiled. “Would you like an energy drink,” the doctor pulled out a can from his desk drawer. The can label said it was Alpha-B. “A client of mine works for the company and gave me a supply of samples,” the doctor placed the can in front of Martin. Martin didn’t know why he took the can and opened it. He wants the interview over with. “My practice is a unique one. Most of my clients prefer much more confidentiality than even the normal practices. My clients include many of the country’s rich men, star athletes, and the military,” the doctor went on about his practice. Meanwhile, as Martin slipped the Alpha-B he found it harder to concentrate. He felt warm and his clothes felt uncomfortable, especially round the crotch. He didn’t move as the doctor stood up and walked around his large desk until he was standing behind Martin. The doctor kept talking about what the job requires. “I demand complete loyalty from my assistant. Loyalty and obedience is very important,” the Doctor started to rub Martin’s huge shoulders. “Are you loyal and obedient Martin?” “Yes, sir,” Martin found himself replying. He felt so calm and horny. “Good. You feel so good being obedient, don’t you,” the doctor moved his hands down Martin’s chest, spreading the jacket open. “Yes, I feel so good,” Martin moaned. His cock was so hard in his pants, making them so unbearably tight. “Let's get that jacket off you. You feel much better without it,” Davis helped Martin peel off the tight suit jacket down his thick arms. Martin did feel much better when he got the restrictive jacket off him. He was straight but as the doctor slid his hands down, rubbing his soft button up shirt over his big pecs and flat stomach, he was so aroused. The doctor undid the buttons one by one, as he pushed his hands into the shirt, spreading it. Martin’s huge pecs were smooth and topped with a pair of big meaty nipples. Davis ran his hands over the sensitive nipples, teasing them, driving Martin more hornier. Martin couldn’t think as he grew more aroused and submissive. “You want to be submissive and obedient to me. It feel good and right to be my slave, doesn’t it,” the doctor whispered into his right ear. “Yes, master,” Martin moaned. Martin helped his new master to peel his shirt off his muscular body. “Good, boy. Stand up and take off your pants,” Dr. Sloan licked Martin’s right earlobe. “Yes, sir,” Martin obediently stood up and undid his belt. Martin’s back was a perfect V shape, from his broad shoulders and huge pecs, down to his tiny, chisel waist. The waistband of pure white Calvin Klein briefs was visible as Martin unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them. He felt relaxed as he peeled the dress pants down his thick quads and tear shaped calves. As he kicked off his shoes and pulled the pants off, he was filled with a sense of bliss. His hard cock was clearly visible in the white briefs. His big bubble ass filled the briefs back, stretching the cotton material to its limits. He began to flex and pose as the doctor began to freely run his hands over Martin’s huge muscles. The older man’s touch sent him deeper under the doctor’s control. “Get on your knees,” Sloan’s voice was commanding and at the same time calming. Martin found himself kneeling in front of the Doctor. Davis opened his pants and pulled out a thick, long cock. Martin offered no resistance as Dr. Sloan pulled his head toward his cock. He obediently opened his mouth as he took his first cock into his mouth. Martin began to worship it as he looked up at his master for approval. The doctor stroked his brown hair as Martin took more of the cock into his tight throat. Davis moved his hand over Martin’s head and down his thick neck as he instructed the straight jock to relax his throat muscles, breathe through his nose. Martin obediently followed the doctor’s instructions as he took more and more of the thick cock down his throat. The doctor continued to move his hands down over the twin mountains of Martin’s wide shoulders. Martin was in pure bliss as he worshiped the cock with his mouth and tongue. Finally the older man pulled the younger jock off his cock and pulled Martin to his feet. Despite his huge muscles, Martin felt like a rag doll as he was pulled up and then bent over the large antique desk. The doctor had laid Martin’s only dress shirt under him on the desk. Martin’s huge, brief covered ass was facing the doctor. Sloan grabbed the briefs from behind and pulled. Finally the briefs gave way and ripped down the middle, exposing the tight, smooth bubble ass. The doctor gave the ass a hard slap. The plump ass cheeks bounced and jiggled at the impact of the doctor’s hand. Martin groaned as he remained face down on the hard wood desk. Sloan then walked around the desk, his hands stroking the length of the ripped muscular body. Martin’s body was pumped and tensioned in lust. Davis Sloan opened a drawer in the desk and pulled out a tube of bluish gel. He then moved back behind, still running his hands down the hard, ripped muscles to the big bubble ass. When he was back behind his new assistant slave, the doctor squeezed a generous amount of the gel on Martin’s tight little hole. Martin let out a moan as the doctor rubbed the special lube over the virgin entrance. The straight stud let out a deep hiss as Sloan probed a finger into Martin’s hole. As the doctor pushed his finger deeper into the tight canal, stroking the lube into the anal muscles, Martin was experiencing only pleasure. His hole became so sensitive. Martin pushed his bubble ass back, pleading for more. The doctor obliged him by pushing in a second finger, and then spreading them as far as possible to stretch the virgin manpussy open. Martin was moaning in pleasure. Once Martin was loose enough, Dr. Davis Sloan pulled his fingers out of Martin’s hole. He then aimed his cock, still wet with Martin’s drool, at the tight virgin manpussy. “Just relax,” Dr. Sloan whispered as he pushed into Martin. Martin gripped the edge of the large desk and let out a deep groan. He never felt anything like it before. The nerve endings around his hole and inner channel were on fire as he experienced unbelievable pleasure. His ass muscles clapped down around the thick cock so he could pull the Doctor deeper into him. The doctor loved hearing the muscular jock moaning and groaning under him as he pulled out and thrust back in. He grabbed Martin’s hair, pulling the jock’s head up as he plowed deep. Martin’s mouth was open in a silent moan. The harder the doctor pounded him, the harder Martin pushed back, flexing his ass for more. His straight life was being fucked out of him as his prostate was being rammed over and over. “Oh, fuck, oh fuck,” Martin cried out. Knowing that Martin was close Dr. Sloan grabbed both wide shoulders and thrusted all the way into the jock until his balls were slapping Martin’s. “Argh, fffuck,” Martin yelled as he came hard. He came on his dress shirt that the doctor had placed under him. His entire body shook and spasm in the most intense orgasm he ever had. His straight life and free will was drained from him. “That’s it, boy,” the doctor grunted. Martin’s ass muscles were clamping down on his cock like a vice. As he spasmed, his anal muscles were milking the doctor’s cock. The doctor let out a loud groan as he came deep inside his new assistant. Since then Martin has been happy and grateful for his job. He grew more muscular but also more obedient. He became the perfect himbo secretary, wearing slutty tight clothes to show off his huge body, especially his huge pecs and massive bubble ass. Under his clothes, he wore only jockstraps which allowed the doctor easy access to his manpussy. Sometimes it was difficult for Dr. Sloan to keep Martin from taking off his clothes in the middle of the day to show off his muscle packed body. He was such a slut.