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Old 02-17-2003, 06:34 PM
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Some more wild hotelish stuff.

This is about a holiday i took in Greece, i was travelling around on my own, mid 80's.

I had reached the lovely little island of Paros and got a small apartment in a v.small village. The apartment was tiny. The shower almost in a closet in the bedroom. But outside the sun was warm, the cool meltemi breeze blew gently across the island, I walked around in the late evening stopping for a quick bite in a small, almost empty taverna.

Three Amstel's later and some fresh fish I headed back to my apartment. i woke in the night with two things - one a huge raging hard-on and an almighty pain in my lower gut. It was heralding a sever stomach cramp and felt like i was gonna shit. Well 6 hours later at dawn, my hard-on was still about and my gut still hurt.

I desperately wanted to shit, but just could not at first, eventually after a quick jog to the toilet, I released loads of crap. My arse hurt and I felt numb.

The apartment owner, a small old lady, told me that she had called the local doctor - she thought i looked "sicky".

I remeber sweating loads and lay on the bed, feeling delirious. i awoke mid afternoon, feeling cool, but tired. My cock was no longer massive, but still semi-erect.

I heard a knock at the door and in came a tall, youngish (30?) chap. Dark and v.slim. I realised he was the Doctor, and i felt kinda nervous, i was under a sheet just wearing my pants, they were tight and the shape of my penis was umistakable..

He sat down on the bed and asked how I was feeling, how long had i felt rough?, symptoms? any pain?.

He checked my temperature and my pulse.

"Ok, you seem better...but I'm concerned about the stomach pain, lets see?" He pulled back the sheet and ran his hand across my stomach, my stomach was smooth, white and very slim. But his gaze rested lower, on ny errant and straining cock, it was now huge and hard, its gently curving shape distinct thru the straining cotton.

I could feel myself coloring, blushing.

"You are better, please turn over"

Feeling kinda numb and embarrassed I turned onto my stomach, his
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