#str8 men

I wanna fuck my chiropractor. His name is Dr. R and he’s a flamboyantly gay man in his late 30s who’s in great shape, has a nice beard, a beautiful head of hair and from what I can tell, is not a stranger to the gym. This man is well built and well kept together. He’s got a fantastic sense of humor, a great personality and he is quite charming as well. Him being a doctor is only a plus. He also has the cutest western North Carolina accent you’ve ever heard on a man. This man is so handsome that I could not help but to make more than one sleazy little innuendo just to see how he’d respond and he responded with a smile and a simple “say less” we shared a laugh. I didn’t go any further but I wanted to. He is just so sexy and so yummy. He was just the kind of man I would want to explore and experiment with. Anyway, I stopped flirting cause I knew it was unprofessional but I would’ve absolutely loved it if Dr. R would’ve been willing to keep his office door locked and give me a more thorough examination. I must admit that I find this man quite attractive and I wish I could ask him on a date and spark a fun, slightly romantic and mind-blowing my hot homosexual tryst. I would not even feel guilty cause this man is so sexy and just the most delicious gentleman I ever did see. I miss that muscular gay man jumping on me in the morning. Btw, the previous sentence is something he once said himself to me during one of our sessions.