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Playing Doctor with 98 Degrees- Chapter 1
Be-Beep, Be-Beep. I woke up and nearly fell out of the chair. Oh God, how long had I been out, I must've fallen asleep writing my notes. I reached for my pager and pulled it off of my waist. Shit, the nurses station. I wiped the drool off of my chin and wrapped the stethoscope around my neck. Never a dull moment in the E.R.
"Hey Danielle, what's up?"
"Damn Tristan, what happened? You look like someone slapped you on your face."
"Oh, I fell asleep. Guess the imprint from paperwork on my desk gives away my secret." Danielle was one of the nurses and a damn good one. She had been around about a month or two before I got there. She was as close to a best-friend that I had. When I first arrived she was constantly trying to get me out on a date. I finally had to break the news to her that I was gay.
She was upset at first, but now she's my strongest supporter. She tries to make up for my lack of a social life by fixing me up on blind dates. The last guy was an international banker. Oh my god was he hot. Tall, dark and handsome with a sexy Italian accent. Every mans fantasy. Every woman's fantasy for that matter, but his ego was unbearable.
Danielle just laughed at my red face and told me we had a new patient waiting.
"Why cant you send one of the others in to look at him, I've been here for eleven hours."
"Your next up on rotation, and trust me you want this file. He's been put in curtain 6 in the back, something about needing privacy."
Great another rich snob that was too good to be in a county hospital. This ought to be fun. I grabbed the clipboard and started to walk away. In the background I heard Danielle start singing.
"Match-maker, match-maker, make me a match. Find me a find, catch me a catch." She started giggling and I couldn't help but crack a smile.
I flipped through his charts and opened the curtain.
"Mr. Stevens, how are you doing today? I'm Dr. Thompson." He rolled over and I just froze.
"I'm sorry, I must have the wrong curtain." I began to walk away and called out the name of my patient.
"Wait, I'm John Stevens. It's a name I use when I don't want to be recognized."
I turned back around and sized up my patient. My god was Danielle good.
"Let's try this again, Hi I'm Jeff Timmons." He reached out his hand a I just stood there motionless. Reality set in and I shook his hand, probably a little longer than the norm but I couldn't help my self.
"Hi, Tristan Thompson, uh Dr. Thompson, um, yeah I'm the doctor." Oh my god I was acting like a 14 year old teenage girl. Could I have made a bigger fool of myself.
"I have all of your albums, I saw you in concert last spring, I even camped out for tickets..." Jeff started to sit up and he winced in pain, the expression on his face, a cross between embarrassment and pain.
"Oh I`m sorry your hurt and I`m rambling on, what happened?"
"Well we were at a record store signing autographs and the crowd got a little outta control. They tore the place apart and we were trampled in the process."
"Well let's have a look at you, can you take off your shirt please." Oh my dear god, did I just say that, wait, I'm a professional and it's part of my job. Jeff removed his shirt, or what was left of it, and I stood there admiring his chest. Perfection. Perfectly tanned and he was ripped like a Greek god. He had a six pack that made me thirsty, and a set of pecs that showed off the hours he spent in the gym.
I asked him to sit up and I stood behind him and started feeling around his back. Oh his back, like his chest it was a slice of perfection, toned and sculpted, I ran my hands across his shoulders and he pulled away quickly.
"Sorry Doc, cold hands."
I continued to feel around his back or massage it. It's a thin line really. I had him lie down and I continued my examination on his chest and stomach. He giggled a little as I tickled across his midsection.
"Well Mr. Stevens,"
"Please call me Jeff."
"Well Jeff, it looks like you are only suffering from some deep bruising and the usual scraps and cuts. I'll send in a nurse to patch you up and you'll be on your way."
"No wait, I mean can you please do it, I don't want a million people to find out I'm here, it'll just cause more of a commotion and I've had my fill for the day."
"No problem, I understand, let me get a few things and I'll be right back."
I walked out and headed toward the front desk. As I approached I heard Danielle arguing with some guy who was insistent that he and his friends be let in. As I got closer I realized exactly who it was.
"Gentleman, I assure you that your friend is fine and in capable hands. He'll be released soon, in the meantime you can wait in the lobby."
I glanced over to the lobby and looked over the rag tag group of people sitting there. Mothers with crying babies, little kids running around and a few old people coughing and wheezing.
"On second thought why don't you wait in my office, and I'll bring Jeff to you as soon as I'm done with him." Danielle just winked at me and laughed. I showed the guys to my office and I headed back to work on Jeff.
"There, all patched up and ready to face the world again."
"Thanks Doc." I took Jeff to my office and opened the door and Drew suddenly jumped up from my desk.
"Way to go nosey." Nick chirped in.
"Anyway, you should be fine, the swelling should subside by mourning and you'll be better than new. Here's my card, if you have any problems give me a call or page me." I handed Jeff my card and my hand just sort of lingered there for a second as I caught his eyes. God he was gorgeous.
Nick must have sensed my attraction and he stood up and reached for my hand and shook it.
"Thanks for all of your help. Hey why don't you come to dinner with me and Jeff tonight so we can repay you?"
"Well that sounds nice guys." Suddenly I remembered, 7:30 at the Pasta Grill. Danielle had another date set up for me tonight.
"On second thought, I'll have to take a rain check, I'm meeting this guy, I mean, I have plans and I'm not really the type to break a promise."
"Well thanks for your help today." Jeff said. "And I'll keep your card handy in case of an emergency."
The guys left and I collapsed onto my sofa. A minute later Danielle came walking in and sat down next to me.
"Not a bad way to finish the day if I must say so."
"Oh my god Danielle, he was great. Perfect body, soft skin and his eyes. I could live forever just staring at his eyes."
Danielle reached over and pinched me.
"Wake up lover boy, he's completely out of your league and you have a date tonight with Tom. He's really nice and my sister said he's looking forward to meet you."
"I know 7:30, I'll be there."
I was getting ready for my date hoping for the best but judging from past results this would be nothing more than a one night event. I jumped in the shower and ran the hot water. Running my hands all over my body as I soaped up I couldn't help but think of my run in with Jeff this afternoon. Talk about good luck, I still cant believe that I meet him in person let alone that I got to touch him and run my hands all over his body. I grew hard just thinking about him.
Knowing that I wasn't going to get any from my date I decided that some manual stimulation might be in order and I began pulling at my cock. It quickly grew to it's full length of 7 inches. Not the most impressive but still nothing to be ashamed about. As I stroked my rod I began to explore the area around my ass. Slowly I inserted my first finger and began pumping gently, my mind returned to Jeff's beautiful chest. I imagined running my tongue up and down his six pack, I needed more. I began to push in my second finger and continued my fantasy of Jeff wrapping his arms around me and kissing me on the neck before running his tongue up to my ears and gently licking around the outside of my ear lobes.
The hot water continued to roll over my body as I stroked my rod and pushed another finger in. I closed my eyes and let the sensation take over my body as I remembered his face, his lips, his chin and his eyes. Those eyes, so deep yet his emotions were displayed right on top. The thought of his face pushed me over the edge as I shoved my fingers in deep as they would go and I shot a load all over the tile wall of my shower.
I quickly finished my shower and jumped out. Standing on the tile with water dripping all over the place I grabbed a towel and dried off. Noticing that I fogged up the mirror I used the towel to dry it off and I admired my body in the reflection. Almost 6 feet tall around 180 lbs my blond hair hung down over my forehead. I generally wear it spiked up in that grunge look, but I keep it neat and trimmed for work. When I started there they told me that they wanted a professional appearance, aka preppy ivy league college look, so I tend to feather it back when I'm working. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pair of tight hip hugging jeans that showed off my package and picked a plain white t-shirt. I like to wear tight shirts that accented my muscles, not that I was well built but I had spent my fair share of time in the weight room and had no quams about showing it off.
I hopped in the car and headed for the restaurant that I was to meet Tom at, but on the way my pager went off. Shit I thought, I just finished a twelve hour shift and the hospital was calling me again. I grabbed my pager and looked at the number. Huh, that's funny I didn't recognize the number. I pulled out my cell and dialed away.
"Hi, this is Tristan Thompson, I received a page from someone at this number."
"Oh hi Dr. Thompson this is Nick, we meet this afternoon."
"Hi Nick, how is Jeff? Everything OK?"
"Well that is the reason I'm calling. He's still in a lot of pain, I think maybe he broke a rib."
"Well I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, maybe you should take him to the hospital for some x-rays?"
"He doesn't want to go back there, I think he's afraid of needles or something."
"Well I'm on my way to dinner, I guess I can swing by real quick to check on him."
"That would be great, let me give you his address, I'm over at his house."
I turned my car around and headed over to Jeff's house, I hoped he was alright. I know that I wasn't as thorough as usual due to my being star struck, but I think I would've noticed a broken rib. I drove around for a bit and passes his street several times before I realized where I was and pulled up into his driveway. I stopped the car and walked up to the door. Wow his house was nice, a lot nicer than my loft. I reached out and rang the door bell.
Nick answered the door and greeted me with a hand shake. He stepped back and looked me over.
"Are you sure you're the Doc, you look a lot different?"
"Well I guess that my work persona and my personal life are two different things."
"I should say so, look at you, dressed up to kill. I bet you get all the men."
"What!? I'm not, I mean I..."
"Don't worry about it Doc, it's cool with me."
"How did you figure it out?"
"Well you slipped earlier and said you had a date with a guy, and then your not exactly dressed to the norm. But I noticed how you were looking at Jeff."
"Speaking of Jeff were is he at?" At that moment Jeff came walking around the corner with a bounce in his step.
"Doc, what are you doing here."
"Well I got a call from Nick that said you were in a lot of pain and that you thought that you broke a rib?"
"Nick, what did you do that for, I'm fine, and your bothering him with bull shit lies."
"Well I guess I should get going, nice to see you again Jeff."
"Yeah thanks a lot for today." Jeff walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug. I just stood there with my stomach in my throat. I must have looked like a fool with a huge grin on my face. I finally snapped back to reality.
"Yeah, I should be going, so I'll see you later."
"Well," said Nick "since you're here and dressed to kill why don't you go out with us tonight?"
Jeff looked over and gave Nick an evil stare and then looked back at me with hope in his eyes.
"Well Doc, he's right, you're here and you look ready for a night on the town. Can you put off your plans and head out with us?"
"Sure why not, name another time that I'll be able to hang out with two studs."
The guys grabbed their coats and we headed out the door.
"I'm parked behind everyone, maybe I should drive?" We headed to my car and then Nick through a wrench into the plans.
"You know, I should probably go back to Drew and Justin's apartment and see if they wanna come with. Why don't you two go and I'll catch up with you later." I couldn't help but think that he had this planned all along. So we parted ways and I hopped into my car with Jeff.
We were driving for about ten minutes with out a word being spoken. What was up, he seemed so nice and outgoing, now he just seemed so guarded.
"Doc, I think we need to talk about something."
"What's on your mind." I slammed my jeep into neutral and hit the brakes. "God damn California drivers!!"
"Doc, this is important." Jeff looked at me and put his hand on top of mine. I pulled over to the side of the road, and stopped the car.
"It was me, I was the one who made Nick call you. Don't be mad at me, I just didn't know any other way to get you alone again."
"Well you could've gotten ripped to shreds again by tons of adoring fans."
"Doc, I'm being serious, can you please just join me for a second."
"What is so hard about it, couldn't you tell that I was hung up on you from the moment we met?"
"Well I don't do this everyday and as you know, if it got out to the wrong people my life would be over, and it's not just my life, I have three other guys that depend on me to..." I put my finger on his lips to silence him and kissed him on the lips. He pulled back with a jolt and I saw a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Relax, I'm a doctor," I leaned in closer and kissed him lightly. "And the Hippocratic oath includes doctor, patient confidentiality." Jeff flashed me a smile and I leaned in.
To Be Continued...
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