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“I set you up good? He looking after you like I asked him to?”

“Real good. You were right. Couple compliments, get a little handsy, and the kid opens right up. Funny. By the look of him, you’d almost think he’s an innocent little lamb. I thought I’d seen it all man, but he’s something else.” Robby can hear the canny grin. “Thanks, by the way, for that tip. Grabbing the scruff of his neck like that. He was pretty much on his knees by the time I let go.”

Robby’s eyes close as he recalls for himself the soft warmth of Dennis Whitaker’s shoulder in his grip, pliant and perfect. “How long did it take you to have him sitting on your cock?”

“Didn’t even take a week. The boy was desperate for it. Made sure to tell him how proud Dr. Robinavitch would be seeing him taking such good care of his patients… That really did it for him, turned him all red, asking if I really thought so. Can tell he thinks the world of you.” Duke exhales heavily, “Thing was shaking like a damn leaf in the wind the first time he climbed aboard. Cute. Didn’t stop him from being fucking soaked.”

Robby hums in approval as a bolt of arousal makes his cock twitch. He swipes his tongue over his lips and falls back onto one of the balcony’s chairs so that he can sit, legs splayed, palming himself through his loose cotton pyjama pants as Duke continues.

“Let me play with his little cock, all whiney soon as I got my fingers round it. Made him squeeze around me real nice. You said he’d be easy, Mikey, but you never told me he also had the most perfect cunt on him.” 

Robby’s voice is reedy as he replies, “I didn’t know. Never got around to finding out.” He’s got a hand under his waistband now, taking himself in hand, his girth hot and heavy in his palm. 

“You’re kidding.”

Robby pulls himself free and spits in his free hand. “Guess I liked seeing that needy look in his eyes. Keeping him desperate. I think it made him a better doctor.”

Duke exhales a laugh. “Shit. I could get myself hard just thinkin’ bout it. Way his legs looked, thighs going like pistons dragging that tight hole up and down my shaft.” His final words are almost a growl, “Milking me.”

“Fuck, dude,” Robby whines, his eyes opening only to watch himself teasing his ruddy cock head. 

“That getting you worked up?”

“Mm-hm.” He swallows a groan, sure his neighbours might also be enjoying the warm night. “Tell me you talked him into taking a load.”

“Talked him into it? Mikey, he was beggin’ for it. Swearing he’d take something next day to be safe. Fuck, not like I cared though, right? Little old to be a dad but how’s an old pervert like me gonna say no to that? Nice wet pussy and those big blue eyes. He was crying, man. That’s how much he wanted me to fill him up.”

Robby’s cock pulses in his hand, his hips shifting, bucking up in time with the movements of his wrist, “He’s not on birth control?”

“Nope.” Duke says it like it’s a victory. “Some doctor.”

“Fuck,” Robby is whimpering down the phone. “I’m gonna get back and you’ll have gotten him fucking pregnant.”

“Gotta get back to see it then, huh?” Duke breathes down the line and Robby wonders for a second what he’s doing on his end. He only ponders it briefly, the mental image of his lovely boy with cum leaking down the side of his creamy thighs proving an irresistible distraction. 

Duke carries on, “Gonna get him a plug. He’ll be all too happy taking it, I know that much. He’s been coming ‘round here to check on me every day. Says it’s part of being on some street team or something. I don’t believe it for a second, man, I can see it in his eyes he’s only thinking about getting himself sat back on my cock. He’s flooding his drawers the minute I’m answering the door.”

Robby can just picture it too. Too easily. Whitaker, all squirmy and desperate, so eager to please. Built to be a goddamn cumdump. 

“Tell me more about this plug,” Robby tells him breathlessly. His face is burning by now, sweat beading at the back of his neck. His arm is cramping from how furiously he’s tugging himself off, his cock reddening in his fist. Oh fuck, he’s so close. So fucking– 

He just needs the image of Whitaker, sitting at the same desk Robby used to, humping the chair trying to get a plug nestled in his cunt deeper. Duke is all too happy to furnish the fantasy.

“Found something on the internet; nice and thick ‘cause I know he likes ‘em like that. Gonna ask him if he wants to feel my cum inside him in Dr. Robby’s ER. See if I can get him over before work some time to empty my balls in him and plug him up. Once he’s done a good job saving folk he can come back over. Hey, if he’s lucky I’ll let him on for another go round.”

“I’m fucking close, man,” Robby whines. The phone is slippery in his hand from how he’s sweating but he’s holding it tight enough to break it. He can’t stop now. Not until he hears–

“Go on, Mikey, let it all out. Your kid’s gonna be soaking himself in that place, that pretty dick all swollen ‘gainst his undies. Locking himself in the bathroom, touching himself. Turning into a needy cockslut telling himself it’s all a good deed for an old man. Time you get back he’s gonna be bent over for you too, holding himself open, and you’re gonna feel that tight hot cunt–”

Robby comes with a ragged gasp, his whole body arching up, hand squeezing the base of his dick as his spurt forms an impressive arc. Another follows and he grunts to Duke as he spatters the patio. “Fuck,” he breathes, “Dennis–”

“That’s right,” Duke coaches, “You got Dennis waiting for you. I’m gonna make sure he knows how to greet his old boss proper.”

Robby groans, head falling back. 

“You feel good there, Mikey?”

“Shit. Really fucking good.” Robby’s cock twitches against his thigh, softening, still sensitive enough for him to flinch as he puts his hand on it to tuck himself back away.

“Alright, bud.” Duke sounds pleased. “Nice to get you on the line but I got the kid coming over in an hour or so and I like to make the place neat for him. You gonna have a good night for me?”

Robby nods before remembering he’s alone on the balcony. “Yeah.”

“Good man. Hit the showers.”

Robby laughs breathlessly. “You better be taking care of yourself.”

“Come back soon and you can take care of the both of us.”

“Yeah? Maybe I will.”

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