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Hairy Artist, his heart pounding, feels the heat radiating from Daddy Doctor's body. The cramped bathroom amplifies every sensation - the doctor's scent, his breath on his neck, the brush of their arms. The doctor, a towering figure, looms over him, his voice a low rumble, "This is desensitization, my boy. You're learning to control your responses." But the artist's body betrays him, his cock stiffening, tenting his pants. The doctor chuckles, a dark, knowing sound, "Looks like we have some work to do."