“My, my. The
doctor is in the house—have mercy.” - Terrence
Thank you
Imogene for having me at your blog today, so that I can talk about some hot
doctor love – yum! I have a new release at Total-E-Bound – it is Book 3 in the
Uniform Encounters series, and this one features an older ER doctor and a
younger paramedic. There is lots of naughtiness in this one, because the
younger stud belongs to the sex club, Sinsation. Quite experienced in the art
of erotic pleasures, will he able to win
the heart of his older, more conservative crush? And will he be able to resist
the lure of the young men at Sinsation? But there is more than the promise of
sexual thrills that draw the two men together. It turns out they both share a
passion for classic films.
In the following
excerpt, Terrence, the young paramedic, is taking a chance by making a move on
Jackson - the ER doctor - in the hospital cafeteria.
He walked up to the self-serve and
poured himself a large cup. He grabbed some creamer and went to sit down. Just
as he was about to take a seat in his usual corner, he caught sight of a tall,
lean African-American man entering the cafeteria. He was obviously a paramedic,
but he held himself with grace, the same way a professional model might. He
turned slightly and Jackson’s first impression, before he realised who the
stunning man actually was, was that he had a slightly exotic, Taye Diggs look
to him. But he recognised him. The flirty guy who’d hit his head.
He’d definitely thought that the
young man was attractive then, but he’d had plenty of other things on his mind,
none of which had had to do with picking up ER patients. He turned away so he
wouldn’t be caught gawking, grabbed a chair at his table and sat down. He kept
his head lowered, hoping the model-like man didn’t notice him.
“Dr Reed, right?”
Jackson stared up into the warm
brown almond-shaped eyes of his ex-patient. He had to keep reminding himself of
that. He’d had enough personal troubles at the hospital to last him a lifetime.
There was no point in adding to them with this admittedly delectable specimen.
“Hi. Forgive me, I forgot your
name.”
The young man placed a hand across
his chest as if he’d been struck to the heart. “I’m devastated, Doctor. But
you’ll find I’m very forgiving in so many ways.”
The last sentence ended on a smooth
sexy note that seemed to wrap itself around Jackson’s insides. He wasn’t sure
how comfortable he was with what was happening. Or what might happen.
“I’m Terrence Samuels. I was the
medic who hit my head last week. You tended me. Quite nicely, I might add.”
It was obvious to Jackson that
Terrence was interested in more than casual conversation. Although Terrence was
just the type of guy he was usually attracted to, the last thing he was looking
for was to hook up with anyone. And especially not someone from the hospital
after all he’d been through recently.
“Nice to see you, Terrence, hope
you’re feeling better.”
Jackson looked back down at his
coffee and busied himself by stirring away. He hoped that that would end the
whole thing. But Terrence couldn’t take a hint any better than Marla, and slid
into the chair across from him. Although, Terrence was definitely a huge
improvement over his recently terminated colleague.
“I don’t mean to bother you, Doc, I
just wanted to have a chance to talk a little bit, and then I’ll leave you
alone.” Terrence seemed to be trying to keep his voice low.
He
called me Doc, like Gable in It
Happened One Night.
He chuckled a little at the thought.
“What’s so funny, Doc?”
“What you called me just now. ‘Doc’.
It reminded me of an old Gable movie. You know, Clark Gable?”
Terrence leant back in his chair,
his mouth opened in what looked like complete surprise. “Yeah, I know all right.
You mean It Happened One Night.”
Now it was Jackson’s turn to be
surprised.
How
does this young kid know about that film? I wasn’t sure he would even know who
Clark Gable was.
“You know that film? The one from
the thirties?”
“Are you kidding me? Gable’s my
all-time favourite hot hook-up.”
“Really?” Jackson shook his head and
laughed a little more. “I’m honestly stunned. I didn’t think you would be into
those types of films.”
“Thought I’d only like gangsta
films?” Terrence smirked, a questioning look on his face.
Jackson frowned. “Hardly. It’s just
unusual to find younger people interested in classic movies, that’s all.”
Terrence moved closer to Jackson,
and said his next words softly and slowly. “Well I’m very interested, Doctor.
You have no idea how much. And don’t worry, I’m not that young.”
Jackson swallowed.
Oh
crap.
“Maybe we should get together some
time and talk Gable, watch some old movies, and do whatever else we might
enjoy.”
“Uh…yeah, I don’t think so.”
Terrence looked crestfallen. “Don’t
tell me it’s because I’m black.”
“What? No! Actually, I prefer… I
mean, it’s just not a good idea.”
Terrence gave Jackson a knowing
smirk. “Fascinating.” He smiled, showing off straight white teeth surrounded by
a pouty set of kissable lips, decorated with the slightest touch of facial hair
that extended down around his face and chin.
Model
indeed. GQ, I would say.
“Aah, I was just playin’ with you
about the whole black thing. But not the rest. That I was very serious about.”
Jackson was taken in by Terrence’s
soft and sexy voice. It was wreaking havoc with his dick, threatening to
embarrass him in the cafeteria. As if that hadn’t happened enough already.
Maybe
I should stay away from this place.
“So, Doc, whaddya say?”
Jackson still didn’t answer, he felt
frozen in place. Everything in his body screamed yes, but his mind kept
chastising him and telling him no.
Even though
this is part of a series, it can be read as a standalone *wink*
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About Morticia:
I'm here to share my writing adventures with other writers and readers
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Knight, I write MM & MMF menage in the contemporary, historical,
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