Hard Diagnosis (2/2)

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Title: Hard Diagnosis (2/2)
Authors: Alex (rangergirl0301@gmail.com) and Carol (ambrelin2@yahoo.com)
Rating: NC17/Mature
Pairing: Viggo/Orlando/Sean
Disclaimer: We don't know anyone depicted in this story. This is fiction, meant to harm no one. It is a creation of our own curved little minds.
Warnings: Sex, like that's a bad thing. AU, mild medical, minor bondage, threesome
Beta: The wonderful Namarie120, who gently prods and gives the best inspiration. We'd be lost without her.
A/N: Special thanks to sweet and talented Tina belil_gaviel for the lovely banner. And to the very talented Akasha akashaelfwitch for the use of her Dr. Sean manip.
Summary: Viggo is having problems with his sex life and visits his doctor looking for help and advice.










Dr. Bean wasn't surprised in the least when Viggo called back for another appointment. He was almost positive now that there was nothing wrong with Viggo. The problem, unfortunately for his girlfriend, did not rest within him. Now all he had to do was just show Viggo that, he thought with a small smirk. He knocked on the door that lead to exam room six again, Nurse Orli following behind him like a rather eager puppy.

"Good morning, Mr. Mortensen. Hopefully we can figure this out today, yea?"

"Hello Doctor, Orli," Viggo greeted sadly. "I thought we were done seeing each other. Everything was working just fine, until I went to see my girlfriend, then nothing again. I don't know what happened. I was careful of what I ate and drank that day, not even an aspirin. I avoided everything I could think of that you two listed off that might cause this, and I still couldn't, you know, perform."

"All right, don't lose hope, Mr. Mortensen. If we can't find the cause today, we'll look into medicines like Viagra, see what ones might work for you. But I have something I want to try. Tell me something...have you ever had your prostate stimulated?"

"My prostate? Isn't that inside? How and why would I want to have that done?"

Dr. Bean snorted, quickly covering it with a cough. "I want to try something, Mr. Mortensen. Do you trust me?"

"Well, Doc, I have so far. Although I'm not sure I like the look on your face. This isn't going to hurt or involve needles, is it?"

"Oh no, it won't hurt or involve needles. I promise. You will need to be naked though."

He watched as Viggo stood and began to remove his clothes. While the patient stripped, Nurse Orli went to the table and folded down the bottom half while extending out the footholds, so that Viggo's bottom would be right at the edge, and his feet up.

Viggo slowly peeled off his clothes, waiting for Nurse Orli to pull out a gown, and then getting nervous and curious as he watched the table being changed. Finally, standing there naked, he held his hands in front of his crotch and wondered what they were planning to try on him now.

Nurse Orli immediately picked up on the distress and smiled comfortingly. "Trust us, Mr. Mortensen, okay? Here, why don't you lie down and relax. Just put your feet up on these. It's more comfortable than it looks." The smile never left his face as he tenderly helped the man position himself, his smooth hands caressing the man's ankles and calves as he put them in the rests. "I'm going put up the bed guards too, just as a precaution." He moved next to the bed and slid up the bars that ran along the sides, the metal quietly snicking into place.

At having his feet in the air, and spread, then the sound of the rails being raised, Viggo broke out into a cold sweat. He was completely exposed, nothing hidden from view. As sweet as the nurse was being, he was just sure they had something planned that was going to upset him. He took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself.

"Mr. Mortensen...really, we're not going to hurt you, all right? Hopefully, it'll be just the opposite." He took the latex gloves that Dr. Sean handed him and pulled them on before going between the patient's legs. He picked up a clear bottle of a thick liquid and spread it over his fingers. "Now, you were right. Your prostate is inside you. So that means I'm going to have to push inside you." As he spoke, his fingers gently touched the puckered hole that was exposed so invitingly.

Viggo lifted his head at the sound of gloves snapping on, and then flinched as Nurse Orli's fingers touched his entrance, not sure if it was from the gel or the fingers. Somehow he'd known that they were planning something that didn't sound pleasant to him. Laying back, he tried to relax and think of something that would take his mind off what the nurse was doing. He tried to think of his girlfriend, but all that popped into his mind was more thoughts of his last visit, and the naked body of the man that was now standing between his legs, shoving a finger inside him.

Nurse Orli watched the patient intently, looking for any signs of pain as he gently pushed his slick finger past the barrier ring, not surprised to see Dr. Bean hovering, ready to strap Mr. Mortensen to the bed if need be. That was why he had pulled up the side guards. They were very convenient to tie someone's wrists to. "Am I hurting you?"

Viggo was a little surprised that it didn't really hurt, having the nurse probing inside him. It felt a little strange, but not unpleasant. If this was all there was to it, he'd be fine. Just then Nurse Orli moved a little deeper and brushed against something inside Viggo. He gasped, arching his back, while pressing down onto the finger inside him. As the Doctor and nurse watched, Viggo's penis started to swell.

Nurse Orli grinned and pushed gently against the spot again. "That, Mr. Mortensen, would be your prostate," he almost purred as he prepared to push another finger into the now clenching hole.

Viggo was almost panting, the sensations driving him rapidly to full hardness. If this was what having your prostate stimulated was like, he wondered with the little bit of brain still working, why he hadn't tried this before? Just then, he felt himself being stretched further as the nurse added another finger. This wasn't quite as pleasant, and burned a little. But as soon as he brushed that spot inside again, everything else was forgotten as fireworks went off behind his eyes.

With a silent cue from Dr. Bean, Orli's questing fingers stopped moving within Viggo's heated passage, and Dr. Bean moved next to the bed and touched his patient's arm. "I have a feeling I know your problem, Mr. Mortensen. It's obviously not you. You're as healthy as a horse, physically, mentally, and, as has become obvious, sexually. You respond just the way any healthy male should to everything...but your girlfriend."

Viggo opened his eyes and looked up at the doctor, suddenly realizing how he'd just been acting while another man penetrated him. "What do you mean, doctor? If it's not me, and my girlfriend is the problem, I can always find someone else."

Dr. Bean arched an eyebrow at the rather callous statement, but pressed on. "When was the last time you were aroused by a woman, Mr. Mortensen?"

"I'm not sure…a while. This is the first woman I've dated for a few years. I've been busy, and no one really interested me. Why?"

"Well...because I'm wondering...if maybe it's because you're just not attracted to women. Other than the prospect of a lost opportunity for intercourse, this person doesn't seem to mean all that much to you. No woman has meant that much, apparently. Is that true?"

Viggo had to think about that, which wasn't easy with Nurse Orli's fingers still inside him. He squirmed a little, not realizing what he was doing really, but hoping that the nurse would maybe move his hand again.

"Well, I was married for several years, and we have a son. But no, not really, I just figured I had a low sex drive."

Dr. Bean allowed himself to chuckle finally. "I highly doubt that, Mr. Mortensen. Does he look like he has a low sex drive to you, Nurse?"

Orli grinned and stabbed gently at the patient's prostate again. "That would be a negative, doctor."

Viggo jumped and groaned as the nurse pressed against his sweet spot again. He didn't really care at this point, whatever it took to get him off. He'd worry about what the doctor was trying to explain later, just let him get rid of this ache in his groin.

Dr. Bean realized now that he was about to risk his career, and it startled him to think about the fact that this had been his plan all along. He had no other appointments. He had let pretty much everyone else take the day off. And now he had a naked, hard, and very attractive man lying before him, spread and secured. Well, almost secured. "Here we go...just one more thing and then we'll get on with this test."

He smiled and took Viggo's wrists, tying them to the bed rails. "Let's see if we can make you orgasm," he murmured intimately into his ear before pulling away and starting to remove his clothes.

Viggo's eyes popped open at the feeling of being tied down. He hadn't expected that at all. But somehow it didn't make him feel panicked. Instead it seemed to make him even more aroused. He liked the sound of the doctor’s words, 'make him orgasm.' He was definitely ready and willing. But, why was the doctor taking off his clothing, and why was Nurse Orli pulling his fingers out?

Dr. Bean pulled his wallet out of his pocket before discarding his pants on a chair, flipping open the folds and withdrawing a condom from within the old leather. His cock sprung forth once he pulled his underwear down, already quite hard and ready to go. He smiled at Mr. Mortensen as Orli gently pulled the condom down onto his cock, groaning softly at the gentle touches. "Are you ready, Mr. Mortensen?" He murmured quietly, his cock twitching as Orli spread a generous amount of lube onto him.

Viggo watched with hooded eyes, unable to take his eyes off the doctor, or the large cock he was holding in his hand. As the doctor nudged against the stretched opening, Viggo's head fell back, and he moaned, waiting to be taken. He wasn't unaware of how things worked, and knew what was about to happen. As he mentally relaxed his body, he felt first pressure and then a steady burning as the large, hard shaft pressed into his tight hole.

"Talk to me, Mr. Mortensen...on a scale of...one to ten..." Dr. Bean panted softly, unable to finish his jest due to the very tight hole that was trying to squeeze the life out of his cock. "Shite..."

Viggo tried to not move as the doctor fully sheathed himself. But when he just stood there, not moving, the head of his cock against Viggo's prostate, Viggo couldn't wait anymore. Shifting a little, trying for more stimulation, he groaned out "Ohhhh....a ten," and then yelped softly as the doctor started to move inside him.

"That's...good...." Dr, Sean moaned, his hips jerking just a bit, the hot heat surrounding him making him insane. His lust-fogged eyes managed to find Nurse Orli, who was standing dejectedly off to the side, his pants bulging. "Orli...get a condom on Mr. Mortensen and prepare yourself."

Viggo writhed under the shallow thrusts as much as he could, amazed at how good it felt. When he heard the doctor telling Nurse Orli to prepare himself, he whimpered at the idea of finally having that beautiful young body seated on his own aching shaft.

Please," he begged, unable to wait much longer.

Dr. Bean mercifully stopped moving, not wanting to push Viggo too far. "Watch him," he commanded softly, his own eyes busy taking in the sight of Orli, leaning over the counter, two fingers buried in his ass. Moans fell from the boy's mouth as he stretched his own hole, his body needing desperately to be fucked.

Turning his head to watch, Viggo almost came at the site before them. Orli had a leg raised, hand between his thighs and obviously his own fingers buried inside himself, cock jutting proudly from a nest of dark curls, cheeks flushed with desire.

"That's enough," Dr. Bean snapped, his voice made harsh by the nearly unbearable arousal running through his body. "Mount him."

At the sound of the doctors' orders, Nurse Orli pulled his fingers free and crawled up on the table, straddling Viggo while reaching behind himself to lift Viggo's cock and slowly lower himself onto it without stopping.

Viggo wasn't sure what to do next. The doctor was still in his ass, starting to move again, while Orli slowly ground down onto him, surrounding his own cock in tight blinding heat.

"Just enjoy the ride," Orli murmured sinfully, flexing his hips on the thick shaft that filled him to the brim, his body trembling with desire and his own cock making a small pool on Viggo's stomach. He leaned down and kissed him roughly, fucking his mouth like he fucked his cock, feeling Dr. Bean's teeth sink into his back.

Viggo parted his lips, letting the younger man in, sucking at his tongue, and chasing it back into his mouth to continue the kiss. His body was on fire, every nerve screaming for release. A combined plunge from the doctor and lift-drop from the nurse sent him spiraling over the edge. Pulling away from Orli's mouth, he threw his head back, bellowing his release.

Dr. Bean cried out in shock as the passage around him suddenly clamped down so tightly he could barely move, the feeling of Viggo's orgasm washing over him and forcing his own to surge up from his balls, filling the condom and making his body tremble. His hand reached around Orli's body and caught the young man's cock between his fingers, and with a few swift tugs the nurse was coming as well, painting the patient's stomach, chest, and face with pearly trails, curses falling from his mouth.

The two men fell onto the prone body beneath them in a sweaty heap, their loud pants the only thing filling the room.

Viggo grunted at the weight from both men. Trying to move a little to relieve the pressure to his chest, he pulled at the restraints on his wrists.

"Um, Doctor? Orli? I'm having a little trouble breathing here. And can you let me loose now? I don't think I'm going to go anywhere."

Dr. Bean laughed and carefully pulled himself from Viggo, disposing of the condom before helping Nurse Orli, tenderly guiding him back to the ground. He slowly moved around the patient's body and let his arms loose, then gently helped him lower his legs. "Better?"

"Yeah," Viggo sighed, flexing his arms and starting to sit up.

Nurse Orli stepped over to help him, rubbing at his wrists and shoulders to ease the strain from being restrained so long. Viggo looked up at him, taking in the whole view along the way, before raising a hand to snake around the back of Orli's head, pulling him into another slow, sweet kiss. When they parted, Viggo looked at the doctor.

"So, I guess this answers those questions about my female problems, then. I think after I get dressed, I need to make a call and let her know it's over."

He still hadn't let go of Nurse Orli yet, holding onto his hand as they watched the doctor dressing.

"I'd just be gentle when telling her that you've traded her in for two cocks," Orli winked, squeezing his hand gently. "I don't know about the doctor over there, but...I'd sure as hell enjoy doing this again."

Viggo stared into Orli’s big brown eyes, feeling his heart flutter at just the thought of having him again.

"Doc, thanks for clearing all this up. And don't think I didn't enjoy all the treatment today, but....I'm a one person kinda guy. Maybe if Orli and I start to have problems you can fill in and help us?" he asked, turning to the grinning doctor.

Dr. Bean laughed, shaking his head as he pulled on his clothes. "I would be quite happy to give my expert advice whenever you two need it. Now scamper off and enjoy yourselves. Take the next few days off if you need to, Orli.... I have a feeling that Mr. Mortensen is going to require a full course of treatments.

Viggo and Orli never noticed the doctor leave the room. They were too busy starting their therapy, with another thorough kiss.