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"What do we have?"

"Drunk driver, hit a wall." The squirrel handed Doc the tablet. "Ambulance brought him in ten minutes ago. No lacerations, no visible injuries."

The wolverine grimaced. "Any other parties involved?"

"None."

"Well, that's something." Most drunk drivers didn't come in nearly so lucky. Sometimes all Doc had to do was call over the medical examiner to dispassionately scribble down a time of death.

Doc checked his wrist watch. 5:47 AM. He was almost done with his 24-hour shift and was glad he didn't have to deal with anything major right now. Still, he had to be sure the new arrival didn't have a head injury they couldn't see. "Any signs of concussion?"

"Didn't check. I could only put up with so much of this guy."

Doc looked at the squirrel quizzically. "Problem?"

"See for yourself." The squirrel stopped by the door to the examination room, knocked, and pushed it open. He motioned for the wolverine to enter.

Doc's eyes widened. Sitting in the middle of the tile floor was a middle-aged badger in a crumpled-up suit. He looked up at the doctor and the nurse in the door. "Can I help you?"

"Have fun," the squirrel said. He fled the room and slammed the door behind him before Doc could say anything. It was just the two of them now.

Doc sighed and swiped through the patient's medical data on the tablet. "Good evening, sir. Sounds like you've had an interesting night. Do you remember your name?"

"Boozy." The badger belched.

Doc scrunched up his eyes and looked down at the tablet. The only name data the nurse entered was 'Boozy.' "Okay..."

"Will the defendant please state his name for the record?" the badger said.

"Uh. Call me Doc."

"Is that the defendant's legal name?"

"Sure. I take it you're a lawyer?"

"Objection! Leading the witness!" The badger slumped over on his side.

"Oh boy." Doc set the tablet aside and hoisted the badger up under the arms. "Come on, up on the exam table. I've gotta check if you have a concussion." He pulled a pen light from his pocket and shined it in Boozy's eyes. His pupils were dilated, but at least they were of equal size. The badger's sense of balance was definitely off, but was it from a concussion or alcohol? "Follow my finger with your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just do it." His patient grudgingly complied. The eyes seemed okay, but Doc wanted to run a few more tests. "What were you driving, if I might ask? Must have been something nice if it protected you this well." The wolverine took the stethoscope from around his neck and put it on. As he leaned down the round end bumped against Boozy's groin.

?The badger belched again. "Murr."

"What was that?"

"Mercedes."

"Oh." Doc pressed diaphragm of the stethoscope against the badger's chest. "Hmm... Sounds strong, but your heart rate is elevated. Are you feeling panicked or anxious?"

"Y'know, you're kinda good-looking."

"I'll take that as a 'no.' Are you experiencing any pain?"

"My dick aches."

"Your... penis?"

"Yeah. It's aching for action."

Doc looked down. "Well, it certainly looks like it." The wolverine could see Boozy's bulge through the suit pants. The badger was certainly well-endowed.

"Yours must be aching too, Doc."

The wolverine took off the stethoscope and went to the tablet he left on the table. He stayed facing away from Boozy. He didn't want his horny patient seeing that he was erect, too. The badger was definitely his type. "Have you been hospitalized previously from a head injury or car--hey! What are you doing?" The badger had produced a hip flask and was chugging. Where'd he get that from? Doc swiped it from Boozy's paw and put it on the counter, far out of reach.

"Come on, let's get you sobered up." Doc opened a drawer and pulled out an IV bag of saline. "This'll help get you hydrated real quick." He hung it up on a stand by the foot of the exam table and went into another drawer for a needle and an alcohol swab. "Now, you're probably gonna be feeling some aches and pains tomor--er, today, so I'm gonna prescribe you some muscle relaxers."

"I've got my muscle relaxer right here!" Boozy held up another, smaller hip flask.

"What the--" Doc reached for it, but the badger held it away. The two grappled until the wolverine lost his balance and fell on top of Boozy. He reeked of alcohol.

"So warm~" Boozy pulled him close in a tight embrace.

Doc rolled his eyes. He managed to roll up Boozy's sleeve, open the packet and swab his arm without him even noticing. After a few more seconds he pulled away and grabbed a hold of his arm. "This will hurt." He stuck the IV needle in.

The look of betrayal on Boozy's face was priceless. "Ow! Why did you--?"

Doc removed himself from Boozy's grasp, plucked the smaller hip flask from the badger's paw and set it beside the other on the table. "Because while I'm checking to see if you have a head injury I need you be sober. I take it that's a physical state you don't experience too often."

"Not if I can help it."

Doc grabbed a small bottle of a blue sports drink from a drawer and handed it to his patient. "Chug that. It'll help get you rehydrated and replenish your electrolytes. Doctor's orders."

He complied. "So bossy... This needle thing is cold!"

"Don't touch it. So why do you try to stay away from sobriety?"

Boozy shrugged. "I dunno. Lawyering is tough. Sometimes you ask yourself, 'is this person I'm defending really a rapist or serial killer? What does that make me for letting them back into the outside world?' It's fucked up, Doc." He looked down at the IV. "Damn, that works fast."

"Glad to hear it. And I'm sorry about the stresses of your job. If you're open to the idea, I'd highly suggest seeing a therapist. Not that there's anything wrong with you--sometimes it's just good to have someone to talk to about things that are hard to get off your mind. I'll give you a list of ones I recommend."

"Thanks, Doc. Talking with you is already helping." He peered at the wolverine closely. "Was I hitting on you at all?"

"Big time."

"Sorry. Didn't mean to weird you out."

"Don't mention it."

"But I appreciate you not trying to take advantage of my inebriated state. All sorts of legal ramifications there." He flashed the doctor a toothy grin. "Though now that I'm feeling more sober, I'd love to pay my doctor bill."

"The receptionist is able to take card or check."

"I'll be doing that too, don't worry. But first I need to tip the doctor personally for taking care of me." He reached out and cupped Doc's bulge.

The wolverine's eyes widened. "What are y--... mmmf." Boozy's fingers rubbed slow circles around his glans, sending tingles up Doc's spine. His hips pressed against the badger's touch on their own accord. Despite having just completed a 24-hour shift, he suddenly felt energized. "I thought you were just hitting on me because you were drunk."

"Yet here you are, still as attractive as you were when I was drunk." He gave a playful squeeze. "It takes more than a few drinks for me to change my perceptions of that."

"Yeah..." God his paw felt good. "How many drinks did you have, exactly?"

"I exercise my right against self-incrimination."

"Did you just plead the Fifth in my office?"

"I'm pleading for some of this," Boozy said, wrapping his arms around Doc's waist and pulling him close. Doc felt the badger's stiff cock against his own. "What do you say?"

The wolverine bit his lip. Obviously he could get in trouble for this. But then again, it's not like they'd fire him. It was just two consenting adults having some fun. "Hell." It was the end of the shift anyway. He saved lives today--he could give himself this little reward.

He grabbed a cotton ball and a bandage from the desk and took out Boozy's IV. "Owww," the badger complained.

"You big baby." He held the cotton ball in place and put the bandage over it. "Now, don't scratch at that or anything. I'll be right back."

Doc opened the exam room door enough so he could reach out and flip open all the colored flags on the door. In this hospital, that was the sign for "DO NOT ENTER." Usually if a room had that signal there was blood or vomit to clean up. Doc didn't feel too guilty; there would be bodily fluids to clean up soon enough.

By the time he finished this task the badger was busy disrobing. Off came the wrinkled suit, the scuffed shoes, the pants, the tie, the stained dress shirt, and finally the tight pink underwear. Boozy stood in his naked glory before the doctor (save for his socks). His thick red penis stood proudly erect.

Boozy belched. "Your turn."

Doc hung his white robe on the IV stand and hastily undid his own tie, dress shirt, shoes and pants. He folded them nicely and put them on the counter. Soon, the two stood naked in front of each other, admiring each other's anatomy. As the larger male, Doc's pink penis was slightly larger than Boozy's, though the badger's manhood was by no means small. Their sacks were roughly the same size, and judging by the fullness they were both ready for action.

Boozy closed the distance and put his arms around Doc's hips. He ground against the wolverine's manhood, eliciting a moan from the doctor. Boozy grinned. "Heh. Not how I expected the night to end."

"Was that a complaint?"

"No, your honor." He reached up and grabbed both their dicks with a paw and rubbed them up and down.

"Mmm~" Doc could feel the badger's fleshy urethra against his own. The smell of musk permeated the air. He leaned into Boozy's touch, letting him explore his hardening shaft. Already Doc's tip was starting to leak pre.

Boozy smiled. "Heh, looks like I'm not the only one eager for some action."

Doc allowed himself to reach around and give Boozy's rear a squeeze. "Got that right." He rubbed and kneaded, enjoying the little twitches the badger gave. He ran his fingers along the soft fur of Boozy's crack and let a claw brush lightly against his pucker.

"Ooooh, Doc," the badger breathed. He tightened his grip on both dicks and stroked faster.

"Mmf." The wolverine traced Boozy's sensitive ring with his finger, eliciting murrs from the other mustelid. He could feel the sphincter tightening in anticipation. He pressed his finger against it, not quite enough to pass through but more than enough to turn Boozy's murrs into needy groans. The badger loved getting his hole played with.

After another minute of stroking and playing, Boozy let go of their cocks and backed up a step. "I have something else in mind first."

"Oh? What's that?"

"You'll see." Boozy turned around and climbed up on the exam table. He laid down on his back and shimmied into a comfortable position. "Now get over here and lemme taste some Doc cock."

The wolverine smiled and climbed up on the exam table straddling Boozy and shuffled forward until his penis hovered over Boozy's muzzle. The badger held the base gingerly with his paw, and without hesitation leaned forward and put it in his mouth.

"Mmf..." Hot and wet. Boozy sucked on the head while gently rubbing the base. Doc didn't think the badger would be capable of such finesse. He pushed his hips forward slowly, letting the patient take more and more of his eager cock. God, this is exactly what I needed, he thought. Boozy leaned his head forward and took the whole length, sucking and running his tongue up and down the pink shaft.

"Yessss..." Doc gripped the fur on Boozy's head and started humping the badger's muzzle. The scratchy, short fur on the badger's chin tickled against his sack. He could feel Boozy's tongue against his sensitive urethra, massaging his manhood from all angles and guiding it deep into his throat.

Boozy inhaled deeply through his nose to fill his senses with the wolverine's musk. "Mmm~" He leaned his head forward in time with Doc's thrusts, making his lips brush against the wolverine's sheath each time. Doc let out a breathy sigh. The badger was hitting all the right spots.

Doc looked over his shoulder at badger's red member. It was getting soft. "Come on, don't give up on me now, Boozy." He pulled out of his patient's mouth long enough to turn around and maneuver himself into position right over Boozy's shaft. He gave it a lick, and it twitched and slapped his chin. "Heh. Nothing wrong with your reactions. Let's see what else is working."

Doc parted his lips and went down on the badger. God, his shaft was thick. It soon filled the wolverine's mouth and pressed his tongue against his jaw. He could taste the badger's sweet pre already. So juicy...

"Mmm, that's the spot, Doc," said Boozy. He gripped the doctor's penis and put it back in his mouth.

"Aaah, Booshy..." he said around the cock.

The two mustelids bobbed up and down on each other's eager rods. Doc ran his tongue around the badger's tip while massaging the shaft, and Boozy worked his way toward swallowing the whole thing. He's still thirsty, Doc thought with a smile. He caressed Boozy's scrotum and rubbed his perineum. Doc could feel the badger murr, sending vibrations through his cock.

Doc relaxed his throat and pushed forward, taking more and more of the girthy penis. He could feel Boozy's heartbeat pulsing in his mouth. As his lips finally touched the badger's sheath, his throat seized up and he gagged. He pulled back to a safe distance, took a few deep breaths, and went down again. This time he was ready for it. He went up and down along Boozy's entire length, slowly at first but getting gradually faster.

"Mmph," said Boozy. The badger's grip on Doc's hips tightened. He pulled the wolverine down into his mouth, swirling the doctor's cock around all surfaces on the inside. He squirmed as Doc was hitting all his sensitive spots on the other end. His hips thrust upward on their own accord and prompted the wolverine to pick up his pace.

Doc tasted pre more strongly now, and the badger's penis was now dribbling some every time he went down. He knew his patient was getting close. As he humped Boozy's face he took a paw and pressed two fingers against the badger's perineum. Boozy groaned as the doctor rubbed up and down its length, from sack to taint, milking out more and more pre. His sack was clenching and unclenching, preparing to unleash its load.

Doc wanted to taste the badger's seed. He tightened his jaw and bobbed up and down even faster. He heard Boozy's breath catch--he was close. The wolverine fondled the badger's balls, stroking his perineum and letting his finger brush by the sensitive hole beneath. He went down all the way and sucked.

"Mmph!" The badger thrust his hips upward and gave little twitches. Doc could feel the cum wanting to pass by his fingers on Boozy's perineum. He pressed down to hold it in, building up the pressure. He leaned his head up enough that just the tip remained in his mouth, and he relieved the pressure on the badger's tube and let the torrent of cum shoot into his mouth. It was sweet, salty, musky, manly. Boozy bucked his hips with each shot, groaning with the effort. Doc tried to swallow as much as he could, but as the badger started slowing down he had to come off the dick completely. Jets of seed spewed out and hit his face. Doc watched the orgasm subside until the last little bit dribbled from the badger's tip.

Boozy pushed up on Doc's hips until the wolverine's dick flopped out of his mouth. "Mmm... Sorry, Doc. Made a bit of a mess of your muzzle there."

Doc licked his lips and grinned. "Well, nothing's wrong with your libido, that's for sure. Or your semen count." He dismounted and stood beside the table, examining his patient's fine body. He knew he could stop there, but he wanted more. Something about this badger was a real turnon. "What do you say we give you a little prostate exam?"

Boozy sat up, his eyes wide. "But I'm not fifty yet."

"Earlier is always better," the doctor said with a wink. "Now turn over and spread your legs."

"Yes, your honor." Boozy did so slowly.

Doc reached out and rubbed Boozy's ass. So round and supple... The black fur surrounding the cute pink pucker was silky soft. "Mmm, perfect." This was going to be fun. After a 24-hour shift, he deserved this.

He reached in a drawer under the exam table. There was a bottle of lube there for real prostate exams and other insertable probing instruments. He took out the bottle and dribbled the cold, thick liquid on his paw. He rubbed it on Boozy's tailhole and watched the sensitive opening twitch.

"Reactions are good here too," Doc said with a smile. He poured a glob on his penis and rubbed it in, relishing the sensation of sudden cold. "Now, I want you to take a breath and relax. Deep breath... There you go. Now, are you ready? It's okay to say no at any time."

"Fuck my shit up."

"Sorry?"

"Fuck. My. Shit. Up."

"Heh. Say no more." Doc gripped Boozy's buttcheeks and positioned his tip against the badger's quivering entrance. "Deep breath now." He slowly pushed into the warm tunnel.

"Nnf," Boozy groaned. "That's the stuff."

Doc watched as more and more of his penis slipped inside the badger's butthole. The sphincter seemed to almost pull him in, eager to be stuffed with wolverine cock. He was halfway in before Boozy started showing any signs of discomfort. As soon as he did, Doc pulled back slowly, leaving just his tip inside, and began making long, careful thrusts back and forth, warming up the badger's tight passageway, going ever so slightly deeper each time.

"Mmmf, Doc..."

"Doing okay?"

"I told you to--hnngh...--fuck my shit up. Harder!"

Doc gripped the badger's hips and pushed in even deeper. Boozy suddenly pushed back into him, enveloping his pink cock entirely with the hot, tight tunnel. "Unf..."

"That's more like it, Doc. Now probe that prostate!"

The wolverine drew back and hilted Boozy. The badger moaned appreciatively and clenched down on the incoming cock. So tight... Doc thrusted again, in and out, savoring the sensation he hadn't felt for so long. His movements fell into a rhythm, and the sound of his hips slapping against Boozy's rear filled the small room.

Doc felt his tip start to brush against the badger's prostate. "Fuuuhck..." Boozy moaned. "That's the spot, Doc. Harder!"

The wolverine happily complied. He could feel the familiar tingling sensation in his groin. God he was pent up. He gripped the base of Boozy's tail and pulled up roughly, stretching Boozy's hole in new ways, and rammed his cock home over and over again. His balls swung in time and slapped against Boozy's own repeatedly. The exam table creaked underneath them.

Doc knew he wouldn't last long at this rate. He leaned over the badger and with his other paw he pressed his weight against Boozy's shoulder, pinning him there. Boozy let out a breathy groan. "Unf! Yes! Take me, you big bad wolverine!"

Doc didn't need to be told twice. He rammed his hips forward over and over, humping the badger into submission. A growl unconsciously passed his lips.

"Oh, yes! Get feral with me!"

Kinky badger, Doc thought with a grin. He opened his maw and bit down on the scruff of Boozy's neck. The badger moaned and pushed his hips back against Doc's thrusts, increasing the tantalizing friction. The wolverine felt his mind losing control and his animal instincts taking over. He wanted to breed this badger. He wanted to fuck him so hard he couldn't walk. The rougher he got with Boozy, the more the badger encouraged it. The exam room disappeared--all that mattered now was the badger, and all he could think about was his need for orgasm.

He felt the tingling sensation in his groin more strongly. He was close. He pulled on the scruff of Boozy's neck and pummeled the badger's rear faster. It was all the other mustelid could do to hold on for the ride. A growl was building up in Doc's chest, getting louder as he got closer. The exam table creaked under the strain. This was it. He was on the precipice. He drew his hips back...

Doc hilted his prey and hit orgasm. Shot after shot of seed flooded into the badger's needy hole. The wolverine growled as the euphoria clouded his mind. His balls seized repeatedly, releasing the tension built up from his long shift. Doc's manhood pulsed again and again, delivering his hot spunk to Boozy's deepest, most sensitive regions. The badger moaned loudly and shuddered as he was quickly filled to the brim--the overflow was seeping out and dripping down all over the two of them. Each shot was getting slightly weaker and slightly longer time between. With one last jet of cum, Doc's orgasm finally subsided. The only sound in the room was the two of them panting hard, basking in the afterglow.

"Ohhh, Doc," Boozy groaned lustfully. "You're incredible."

"You're not so bad yourself." The primal feeling was fading and his normal doctor thoughts returning. Doc pulled out slowly, watching inch after inch of his slickened penis escape the badger's tight hole. It came out with a soft pop, and more cum dribbled down Boozy's perineum and onto his sack. Doc grinned. He hadn't cum that hard in some time.

Boozy stood up slowly from his bent-over position, clearly savoring the sensations his roughly-used hole gave at the slightest movement. The badger smiled and closed his eyes. "Oh, Doc... Someone was pent up."

"Heh, yeah. It's been a while."

"You were a natural, you big hunk. Wish I could get that kind of action all the time." Boozy looked over at his pile of clothes and sighed. They both knew this moment couldn't last forever. "Well. Guess it's time to start getting dressed." He started rummaging through the pile.

"Yeah..." Why did good things like this always have to end? Doc watched the lawyer's loosened hole disappear behind his pink underwear. "Do you want anything to wipe up with? I presume you have a case or something today. Wouldn't want cum dribbling out of your ass during court."

"Nah, I need to go home and clean up first anyway." Boozy put on his suit with practiced ease. He made sure to grab his two hip flasks from the counter and stow them away again. "I gotta hand it to you. That beating is something I'll still be feeling in court today. Haven't taken it like that in some time."

"I haven't given it like that in some time."

The badger smiled. "What, a rich handsome doctor like you? I find that hard to believe."

"I just haven't had time for a relationship. The occasional hookup or one night stand, sure. But I haven't gone on a second date or anything more serious than that since before med school."

"Hm. Well, that's a shame." Boozy straightened his suit jacket and tightened his belt. He opened the door.

"But hey," Doc said. Boozy turned around, and the still-naked wolverine handed him an appointment card. "I'd like you to come by next week."

"Huh?"

"For a follow-up appointment. I, uh... wanna make sure you're healing up right."

"Right." Boozy gave him a wink as he headed out. "Then I guess I'll see you then. Wouldn't miss it!"

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