The doctor's gloved hands trace the patient's thighs, moving ever closer to the throbbing cock tenting the boxers. The patient's breath hitches, his cheeks flush, and the doctor's own desire mirrors in his gaze. "Just a routine check-up," he murmurs, but the spark in his eyes betrays his true intentions. The patient's pants hit the floor, and the doctor's professional demeanor slips, replaced by a hunger that promises a far from routine examination.