"Three" - part 3
Between their first and second ‘sessions’ together, Reid saw Luke twice. Each time felt a little more torturous. It was nerve wracking to not know when Luke was going to lay claim to him again, and what bothered Reid even more was that he was starting to seriously want it.
The first time he saw Luke was at meeting on the new wing. Reid was able to get through it reasonably well, given that they were just two among many gathered around the table, but every time Luke spoke or looked in his direction, Reid’s mind would wander back to the other night. This would have the obvious effect on Reid’s nether regions, so he would do things like scribble furiously in the margins of the paperwork in front of him, or try imagining, say, dead kittens. When the gathering adjourned, Reid hightailed it out of the room before anyone else, and didn’t see Luke for days.
The second time was at Java. Reid was sitting at a table in the back of the coffee shop with his laptop and some papers, drinking coffee and chewing on a bagel before he went in to the hospital. He happened to look up only to see Luke walk in the front door in a suit and carrying his briefcase. Reid quickly looked down at his work, but he knew he had been caught.
Luke walked over to him.
“Dr. Oliver, how are you? Is this seat taken?”
Reid put down his half eaten bagel.
“I’m fine. And, uh, no, it’s not. How are you?”
“Quite well, thanks!”
Luke sat down. Then he leaned over and seemed to peek under their table for a moment.
When he came up he was smiling.
“You’re wearing your full set of scrubs today. It seems like all I’ve seen you in lately at the hospital is shirt scrubs with jeans.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t always go for the full uniform. Today I did.”
Luke looked innocently at Reid. “Of course I can’t complain about seeing you in a pair of jeans. But scrubs have their own positives.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Well, they may not be as ass-hugging, but they provide very easy access.”
Reid’s mouth twitched.
“And, they give off that ‘whole hot doctor arriving on the scene to save my life by performing CPR’ kind of vibe.”
Reid laughed.
“Why, what happened to you that you need CPR?”
“Oh, you know, I choked on that big silver spoon in my mouth.”
Reid smirked. He leaned in a little closer to Luke.
“So, you have any other medical-themed fantasies I should be aware of?”
“I might.”
“I’m listening…”
“Ha! No way! Luke paused. “Let’s talk about you instead. What gets you off?” he said in a low voice.
Reid looked hard at Luke. “I don’t know if I’ve had time to give it much thought.”
“Bullshit. You’re just being coy. Let’s see, let me give it a stab.” Luke paused and looked off as if deep in thought. “Well, based on…ahem…personal experience, I would say that’s there’s a part of you that loves the idea of being…what were your words…a ‘kept man’…at least at night. You follow orders like a pro.”
Reid’s voice was low and tight. “Is that right?”
Luke’s eyes bored into him. “Definitely. It’s kind of killing me.”
Reid leaned forward over the table, trying to will his cock into submission.
“You really know how to get a guy going right before he has to…”
“Luke?” Noah was suddenly approaching them, cane in hand.
Both men sat back rather suddenly, Reid even losing some of his paperwork over the edge of the table. He quickly picked it up, brought his briefcase up to his lap, and put it away.
“Noah!” Luke’s voice sounded a little ragged. “What are you doing here - did you come with Alison-”
“I knew that was you!”
Reid wondered what exactly Noah had heard.
Noah continued on. “Yeah, Alison had to go next door so she just dropped me off for a few minutes at my old stomping grounds. Umm, Dr. Oliver, is that you?”
“Yep, it’s me…I was just…”
Noah cut him off.
“You two sitting down together-I never thought I’d see the day! Not that I can actually see right now, but I know that you’re going to be able to help me with that, right Dr. O?”
Dr. O?!! Reid inwardly kind of puked.
“Umm yeah, Noah…” Luke seemed in a hurry to interject. “We’ve managed to come to a truce of sorts, right, Dr. Oliver?”
“Yeah, it’s hard to believe,” Reid almost mumbled into his coffee cup.
“I’m very proud of both of you!”
Here Luke and Reid shared a look.
“Dr. Oliver was just filling me in on some new protocols at the hospital…so, how are you, Noah?”
Luke seemed to have recovered his shock at having Noah interrupt them, in fact now Reid thought he almost seemed to be enjoying himself. Reid also noticed that Luke didn’t seem to act as groveling around Noah as usual. On the other hand, the few glances and smiles that Luke now sent Noah’s way were profoundly irritating for some reason, even though Reid knew Noah couldn’t see them.
“I’m OK. Not much new. Say, Dr. Oliver, can we talk for a moment about my next round of treatment…”
Reid cut him off this time.
“Gentlemen, I’m sorry to chat and run, but I’m going to be late for my rounds if I don’t get my butt in gear. Noah, you’ll have to talk it over with me at our next appointment. But here, you can have my chair.”
“Oh, thanks…”
Luke gave Reid a funny look as Reid grabbed up his things and left.
Later that day Reid is just leaving work when he gets texted by Luke. Come to Grimaldi Shipping HQ. Right NOW. In your scrubs. Front desk of bldg. will buzz you in. Text me back 2 let me know you got this. The address was included.
Just as Luke had stated, Reid was buzzed in by the front desk without so much as a passing glance. He took the elevator up to the top floor of the building. Found the rather imposing entrance to Grimaldi Shipping at the end of a long hall without much effort. Its door was closed. Reid knocked. No answer. He knocked again. Still nothing. Finally he tried the handle. It turned. He walked in and saw a large room with a receptionist’s desk at its center, and a couple of halls leading off in different directions. As it was after hours no one was sitting at the desk; the place seemed empty. Reid then noticed a door behind the desk at the rear of the room that was slightly ajar. Upon closer inspection he saw Luke’s name on the placard mounted next to the door. He walked over to the door and looked in. Luke was seated at his desk at the back of his office, the setting sun peeking through the blinds behind him. He was looking towards Reid.
“Come here.” Luke’s voice was sensual but firm.
Reid walked in and approached the front of the desk, but Luke’s voice stopped him. “No, over here.” indicating the left side of the chair Luke was sitting in. Reid did so. When he got within a foot of Luke, he stopped.
“Good boy, wearing your scrubs. All that conversation earlier got me to craving seeing them, or rather, you in them.” As he said this Luke reached over and caressed Reid’s cock through the thin fabric of his pants. Reid caught his breath, reached out to the back of Luke’s chair to steady himself.
“Mmm, you’re not wearing any underwear.” Luke’s hand continued to stroke Reid gently.
“Sometimes I don’t.”
Luke didn’t even bother noting that Reid was already hard when he walked in the room. He knew there was no way for Reid to deny it.
Luke moved his chair out from the desk a ways. Pulled Reid into the space he had just created, so that Reid’s ass was against the edge of the desk. He grabbed at the ties on Reid’s pants scrubs, then roughly pulled the latter down, let them catch at mid-thigh. Reid looked like he was going to stop breathing. His fully erect cock was beautiful to behold.
Luke reached up and ran his fingers up under the loose outer shirt of Reid’s scrubs.
“Take that off too.” Reid did as he was told.
That left Reid’s T-shirt, which Luke dragged up so that most of Reid’s chest was naked.
“I just want to look at you for a moment.” Reid looked down at him, somewhat impassively.
Luke finally reached up and let his hand dance over Reid’s torso, stopping to tease a nipple, then returning to his cock.
“You certainly got out of Java as quick as you could today.”
Reid said nothing.
Luke’s other hand reached around and grabbed the other man’s nicely rounded ass. Luke bent his head and began to run his tongue along the length of Reid’s cock.
“Not talking, eh? Well, that’s OK.”
Luke continued teasing Reid with his tongue.
“God, you taste good. Just like I knew you would. Put your hands in my hair.”
Reid did, grasping and clutching as Luke moved on him again and again. Finally Reid let go of Luke. His arms flew back to the desk to steady himself and his head tilted back. His breathing felt labored. Both of Luke’s hands were on Reid’s ass now, Luke working him like an expert. Reid made almost pained noises as Luke intensified his ministrations.
He finally pulled away. Looked up at Reid, who was now returning his gaze.
“C’mon, baby, give it to me. I wanna see you come. Wanna suck you dry.”
Luke bent his head again and swallowed the length of Reid’s cock. The pressure hit Reid in just the right spot and he obliged Luke’s words, coming with such force that Luke had to hold onto Reid’s waist to keep from being dislodged. Luke let the hot juices roll down his throat.
Reid took a minute or more to recover, then finally eased himself up to standing. Tugged his shirt down. Reaching for the waistband of his scrubs, Reid looked down at Luke, the latter’s face still glazed with sweat and semen.
“Is that it then?” Luke’s contented face fell a little. Reid quickly restated himself. “I mean, this had better count as the second time.”
Luke wiped his mouth off on his sleeve. He couldn’t decide if he was picking up on irritation or an effort at nonchalance in Reid’s voice. Finally Luke responded. “Remember our agreement. Whatever I wanted. Don’t worry, I’ll fuck you again next time. I could fuck that ass forever.”
Reid could swear Luke sounded almost wistful for a moment.
Luke called Reid late that night. Reid sounded like he has been sleeping.
“You seem pissed off about something.”
“No, Luke, I’m not.”
“Yes, Reid, you are. What is it?”
“Luke, I’m tired. I have to work tomorrow. I need to get back to sleep.”
Luke ignored Reid’s not so subtle slam. “C’mon, what are you thinking?”
Reid sounded weary. “After today (not to mention last week), I’m thinking that Noah’s a lucky man.”
Reid blamed his groggy state for letting this statement slip.
“Noah was a lucky man. Let’s not talk about him.”
“How about, let’s just not talk.”
“Reid…”
“Luke, I’m just fulfilling my function. Let’s not pretend otherwise.”
“And what would that be?”
“Well, let’s see, first and foremost, I’m aiding the hospital. That’s my goal. Second, I’m serving as a distraction for you until Noah gets his eyesight back. That’s why you’re funding the wing. That’s your goal.”
“You really are freaking clinical sometimes! And I thought we weren’t going to talk about Noah.”
“Goodnight Luke.”
Despite the sourness of their conversation, it dawned on Reid after he hung up that neither of them had acted like Luke calling Reid late at night was an unusual thing to do. Reid tried to get the thought out of his mind but couldn’t until he finally rolled over and went back to sleep.
The first time he saw Luke was at meeting on the new wing. Reid was able to get through it reasonably well, given that they were just two among many gathered around the table, but every time Luke spoke or looked in his direction, Reid’s mind would wander back to the other night. This would have the obvious effect on Reid’s nether regions, so he would do things like scribble furiously in the margins of the paperwork in front of him, or try imagining, say, dead kittens. When the gathering adjourned, Reid hightailed it out of the room before anyone else, and didn’t see Luke for days.
The second time was at Java. Reid was sitting at a table in the back of the coffee shop with his laptop and some papers, drinking coffee and chewing on a bagel before he went in to the hospital. He happened to look up only to see Luke walk in the front door in a suit and carrying his briefcase. Reid quickly looked down at his work, but he knew he had been caught.
Luke walked over to him.
“Dr. Oliver, how are you? Is this seat taken?”
Reid put down his half eaten bagel.
“I’m fine. And, uh, no, it’s not. How are you?”
“Quite well, thanks!”
Luke sat down. Then he leaned over and seemed to peek under their table for a moment.
When he came up he was smiling.
“You’re wearing your full set of scrubs today. It seems like all I’ve seen you in lately at the hospital is shirt scrubs with jeans.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t always go for the full uniform. Today I did.”
Luke looked innocently at Reid. “Of course I can’t complain about seeing you in a pair of jeans. But scrubs have their own positives.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Well, they may not be as ass-hugging, but they provide very easy access.”
Reid’s mouth twitched.
“And, they give off that ‘whole hot doctor arriving on the scene to save my life by performing CPR’ kind of vibe.”
Reid laughed.
“Why, what happened to you that you need CPR?”
“Oh, you know, I choked on that big silver spoon in my mouth.”
Reid smirked. He leaned in a little closer to Luke.
“So, you have any other medical-themed fantasies I should be aware of?”
“I might.”
“I’m listening…”
“Ha! No way! Luke paused. “Let’s talk about you instead. What gets you off?” he said in a low voice.
Reid looked hard at Luke. “I don’t know if I’ve had time to give it much thought.”
“Bullshit. You’re just being coy. Let’s see, let me give it a stab.” Luke paused and looked off as if deep in thought. “Well, based on…ahem…personal experience, I would say that’s there’s a part of you that loves the idea of being…what were your words…a ‘kept man’…at least at night. You follow orders like a pro.”
Reid’s voice was low and tight. “Is that right?”
Luke’s eyes bored into him. “Definitely. It’s kind of killing me.”
Reid leaned forward over the table, trying to will his cock into submission.
“You really know how to get a guy going right before he has to…”
“Luke?” Noah was suddenly approaching them, cane in hand.
Both men sat back rather suddenly, Reid even losing some of his paperwork over the edge of the table. He quickly picked it up, brought his briefcase up to his lap, and put it away.
“Noah!” Luke’s voice sounded a little ragged. “What are you doing here - did you come with Alison-”
“I knew that was you!”
Reid wondered what exactly Noah had heard.
Noah continued on. “Yeah, Alison had to go next door so she just dropped me off for a few minutes at my old stomping grounds. Umm, Dr. Oliver, is that you?”
“Yep, it’s me…I was just…”
Noah cut him off.
“You two sitting down together-I never thought I’d see the day! Not that I can actually see right now, but I know that you’re going to be able to help me with that, right Dr. O?”
Dr. O?!! Reid inwardly kind of puked.
“Umm yeah, Noah…” Luke seemed in a hurry to interject. “We’ve managed to come to a truce of sorts, right, Dr. Oliver?”
“Yeah, it’s hard to believe,” Reid almost mumbled into his coffee cup.
“I’m very proud of both of you!”
Here Luke and Reid shared a look.
“Dr. Oliver was just filling me in on some new protocols at the hospital…so, how are you, Noah?”
Luke seemed to have recovered his shock at having Noah interrupt them, in fact now Reid thought he almost seemed to be enjoying himself. Reid also noticed that Luke didn’t seem to act as groveling around Noah as usual. On the other hand, the few glances and smiles that Luke now sent Noah’s way were profoundly irritating for some reason, even though Reid knew Noah couldn’t see them.
“I’m OK. Not much new. Say, Dr. Oliver, can we talk for a moment about my next round of treatment…”
Reid cut him off this time.
“Gentlemen, I’m sorry to chat and run, but I’m going to be late for my rounds if I don’t get my butt in gear. Noah, you’ll have to talk it over with me at our next appointment. But here, you can have my chair.”
“Oh, thanks…”
Luke gave Reid a funny look as Reid grabbed up his things and left.
Later that day Reid is just leaving work when he gets texted by Luke. Come to Grimaldi Shipping HQ. Right NOW. In your scrubs. Front desk of bldg. will buzz you in. Text me back 2 let me know you got this. The address was included.
Just as Luke had stated, Reid was buzzed in by the front desk without so much as a passing glance. He took the elevator up to the top floor of the building. Found the rather imposing entrance to Grimaldi Shipping at the end of a long hall without much effort. Its door was closed. Reid knocked. No answer. He knocked again. Still nothing. Finally he tried the handle. It turned. He walked in and saw a large room with a receptionist’s desk at its center, and a couple of halls leading off in different directions. As it was after hours no one was sitting at the desk; the place seemed empty. Reid then noticed a door behind the desk at the rear of the room that was slightly ajar. Upon closer inspection he saw Luke’s name on the placard mounted next to the door. He walked over to the door and looked in. Luke was seated at his desk at the back of his office, the setting sun peeking through the blinds behind him. He was looking towards Reid.
“Come here.” Luke’s voice was sensual but firm.
Reid walked in and approached the front of the desk, but Luke’s voice stopped him. “No, over here.” indicating the left side of the chair Luke was sitting in. Reid did so. When he got within a foot of Luke, he stopped.
“Good boy, wearing your scrubs. All that conversation earlier got me to craving seeing them, or rather, you in them.” As he said this Luke reached over and caressed Reid’s cock through the thin fabric of his pants. Reid caught his breath, reached out to the back of Luke’s chair to steady himself.
“Mmm, you’re not wearing any underwear.” Luke’s hand continued to stroke Reid gently.
“Sometimes I don’t.”
Luke didn’t even bother noting that Reid was already hard when he walked in the room. He knew there was no way for Reid to deny it.
Luke moved his chair out from the desk a ways. Pulled Reid into the space he had just created, so that Reid’s ass was against the edge of the desk. He grabbed at the ties on Reid’s pants scrubs, then roughly pulled the latter down, let them catch at mid-thigh. Reid looked like he was going to stop breathing. His fully erect cock was beautiful to behold.
Luke reached up and ran his fingers up under the loose outer shirt of Reid’s scrubs.
“Take that off too.” Reid did as he was told.
That left Reid’s T-shirt, which Luke dragged up so that most of Reid’s chest was naked.
“I just want to look at you for a moment.” Reid looked down at him, somewhat impassively.
Luke finally reached up and let his hand dance over Reid’s torso, stopping to tease a nipple, then returning to his cock.
“You certainly got out of Java as quick as you could today.”
Reid said nothing.
Luke’s other hand reached around and grabbed the other man’s nicely rounded ass. Luke bent his head and began to run his tongue along the length of Reid’s cock.
“Not talking, eh? Well, that’s OK.”
Luke continued teasing Reid with his tongue.
“God, you taste good. Just like I knew you would. Put your hands in my hair.”
Reid did, grasping and clutching as Luke moved on him again and again. Finally Reid let go of Luke. His arms flew back to the desk to steady himself and his head tilted back. His breathing felt labored. Both of Luke’s hands were on Reid’s ass now, Luke working him like an expert. Reid made almost pained noises as Luke intensified his ministrations.
He finally pulled away. Looked up at Reid, who was now returning his gaze.
“C’mon, baby, give it to me. I wanna see you come. Wanna suck you dry.”
Luke bent his head again and swallowed the length of Reid’s cock. The pressure hit Reid in just the right spot and he obliged Luke’s words, coming with such force that Luke had to hold onto Reid’s waist to keep from being dislodged. Luke let the hot juices roll down his throat.
Reid took a minute or more to recover, then finally eased himself up to standing. Tugged his shirt down. Reaching for the waistband of his scrubs, Reid looked down at Luke, the latter’s face still glazed with sweat and semen.
“Is that it then?” Luke’s contented face fell a little. Reid quickly restated himself. “I mean, this had better count as the second time.”
Luke wiped his mouth off on his sleeve. He couldn’t decide if he was picking up on irritation or an effort at nonchalance in Reid’s voice. Finally Luke responded. “Remember our agreement. Whatever I wanted. Don’t worry, I’ll fuck you again next time. I could fuck that ass forever.”
Reid could swear Luke sounded almost wistful for a moment.
Luke called Reid late that night. Reid sounded like he has been sleeping.
“You seem pissed off about something.”
“No, Luke, I’m not.”
“Yes, Reid, you are. What is it?”
“Luke, I’m tired. I have to work tomorrow. I need to get back to sleep.”
Luke ignored Reid’s not so subtle slam. “C’mon, what are you thinking?”
Reid sounded weary. “After today (not to mention last week), I’m thinking that Noah’s a lucky man.”
Reid blamed his groggy state for letting this statement slip.
“Noah was a lucky man. Let’s not talk about him.”
“How about, let’s just not talk.”
“Reid…”
“Luke, I’m just fulfilling my function. Let’s not pretend otherwise.”
“And what would that be?”
“Well, let’s see, first and foremost, I’m aiding the hospital. That’s my goal. Second, I’m serving as a distraction for you until Noah gets his eyesight back. That’s why you’re funding the wing. That’s your goal.”
“You really are freaking clinical sometimes! And I thought we weren’t going to talk about Noah.”
“Goodnight Luke.”
Despite the sourness of their conversation, it dawned on Reid after he hung up that neither of them had acted like Luke calling Reid late at night was an unusual thing to do. Reid tried to get the thought out of his mind but couldn’t until he finally rolled over and went back to sleep.