Tyler makes me stand outside the bedroom door while he gets the doctor's office ready.

My hope is that this will be a kind of way for him to let go of the fears he told me about earlier.

I have to remind myself that he's only twenty and the fear of passing out or hearing the words ‘crisis’ or ‘death’ would be scary for anyone, myself included.

I don't know who his doctor is, since it would be a specialist outside of my department when I'm in the clinic, but I trust that they're good. I hope they are, at least.

My thoughts are broken when the door opens and Tyler smiles at me. "Hi. My name is Doctor Miller. How can I help you?"

"Hi, Doc." I didn't think this through. I have no idea what my illness should be. I scramble for something as I shake his hand. He's so serious it's adorable. "I think I have Hopping disease."

Tyler's whole expression turns from serious to quizzical, and it's hilarious.

He steps back and opens the door wider for me to walk into the room.

Instead of walking though, I hop three times until I'm in the middle of the bedroom.

When I turn around I can see that he's now hiding his own laughter.

He's trying to stay serious and I want to break him. "So you have to hop everywhere?"

"Every time I try to take a step," I say like I'm really sad about it. "I can't walk or run, just hop."

I hop over to the bed and plop down. Tyler stands in front of me. He reaches over and grabs my stethoscope, putting the pieces in his ears. "Let's get you checked and see if we can figure it out."

"Thank you, Doctor Miller." The other end is cool against my skin, but I let him go through the motions and take the deep breaths that he asks me too.

He has it placed directly over my heart so I know he'll hear that.

Then he moves it to my back, leaning far too close to me.

I sneak a kiss at his neck and he tilts his head away from me.

"Hey, you're not supposed to kiss me!" He says it with a small laugh.

"But you're just so cute, Doctor. I can't help it."

He steps back just in time for me to see him roll his eyes. "Patients aren’t supposed to kiss their doctors."

"Fine, but what about their nurses?" I raise my eyebrows and see the blush creep up his neck and cheeks. It's adorable.

"Um, that might be okay." Tyler says. He leans down and gives me one more quick kiss on the lips before he goes back to his doctor playing. "Now, lay down so I can examine you."

I do as he asks. I put my hands behind my head on the pillow and wait for his next instruction.

He finally takes the stethoscope off and puts his hands on my neck.

His fingers are soft as they travel down my body.

I don't know what he's doing, but it seems that he thinks a full body exam is in order.

He rubs my shoulders before moving farther down to my chest. I'm sure he can feel my heart rate picking up.

"Can I ask what you're doing?" I break the silence. His eyes meet mine and he smiles.

"Making sure you don't have any bunny rabbits in your body that are making you hop everywhere." He explains it like I should have already known this. I nod.

"Oh, okay. That makes sense. What if I do have them in me? How are we going to get them out?"

His hands brush over my nipples and they're instantly hard.

I know he can see it, just like I know my sweats are certainly not hiding the perfect outline of my dick.

If he draws this out for much longer, I'll have a wet spot from how turned on I am.

He starts running his fingers down my sides, pressing on my belly. It's ticklish, but also hot.

"If you do have bunnies in there, I'll have to get them out. They can't live inside of you. They have to be out in the wild where they can hop all around."

"How are you going to get them out?" I love that he's playing into this.

It was a random thought, but having him come up with all the details is really helping him sink further into this scene.

I also know that he's mimicking some of the actual tests we do for patients.

Like the way his hands are pressing on my stomach, it's a way we check for tenderness in the abdomen.

"You'll have to hop up and down a whole lot to shake them out," Tyler says. "And I'm afraid you do have two bunnies living in your belly. We need to get them out now. Stand up."

I do as he asks and he motions for me to jump.

I do one jump in place and then realize my mistake.

I am free balling in my sweats right now.

A few minutes ago I wasn't hard and in fear of losing my pants.

My cock bounces with the movement and very nearly pops right out of my sweats.

I don't hop a second time and move to adjust my sweats.

"Daddy, you're not supposed to stop hopping. Get the bunnies out."

"Baby, I need to—"

"Hop." He crosses his arms and looks at me sternly. "I'm the Doctor."

"Well, Doctor. I think the bunnies have left because I'm all hopped out." I see his eyes glance down to my waist and then back up to me. He smiles.

"Nope, there's still one bunny left in you. We have to get it out."

I look at him, at the way he's smirking, his hands across his chest. "You want me to lose my pants, don't you?"

"I have to make sure the bunny gets out. It could get trapped in your pants."

"You are a silly boy, you know that?" I don't bother wasting time though and push my pants down to my ankles.

This is definitely not how I saw playing Doctor would go, but I'm not mad at it either.

Tyler's eyes immediately go to my cock and I swear he's fighting back the urge to lick his lips.

That makes my cock twitch with renewed interest and I play into it, shifting our play.

I make one more hopping motion, not a big one because I am mindful of being in an apartment building.

When I'm firmly back on my feet, I gasp.

"Oh no, the bunny just jumped from me to you!" I step closer to him and grab his hands that are still folded across his chest. "We have to get it out of you now, Doctor Ty."

Tyler laughs as I scramble to take his clothes off too. I tickle up his ribs as I pull his shirt off, brushing a thumb over his nipples. Then I sink to my knees and pull his shorts off. I leave his underwear on, but run my hand over his groin.

"Daddy, I don't think the bunny is there."

"It isn't?" I turn Tyler around and curl my fingers around the underwear and start to pull it down. Just a couple of inches, to reveal the beautiful swell of his ass. I kiss one cheek and then the other. "Is it here?"

"Nope, it moved again!" I like this game. It's so innocent and playful, but on the right side of dirty. I want to kiss every inch of his body to find this sneaky bunny.

I stand back up and turn him to face me. He's smiling and I'm glad he's enjoying this as much as I am. Even if we did kind of steer away from an actual Doctor roleplay. I wonder if he would be into a more intense form of playing doctor, maybe with a bit of bondage, using gloves, the whole works.

"Does Daddy need to do a thorough exam to find that bunny?"

"Yes, please. We need to get him back to the other bunny that was in you."

"You are adorable, baby." I direct him to the bed and he lays down with no hesitation. I still check in though. "What is your color?"

"Green!" He says it enthusiastically.

"And are you okay with Daddy— I mean, Doctor Daddy— giving you an exam today to find this silly little bunny?

" It's way too easy for me to slip into a clinical tone when I'm asking him questions.

Even if we are playing, it just slips out.

I almost reach for the hand sanitizer that is obviously not in this room.

Although, there is lube in the bottom drawer of the side table.

I don't expect to use that today, but maybe soon.

"Doctor Daddy," Tyler repeats with a giggle. "Yes, please. I think it's hiding really, really good."

"Well, let's see what we can do." I start out silly, just to get him to relax more. I start with looking through his hair. I move to his ears and check those. I get really close and whisper in his ear. "Hello? Any bunnies in here?"

"Not in my brain!" Tyler says happily.

"Hmm, well I guess I need to go lower?" Tyler nods. I repeat the same motions he did while I was laying down. "No bunnies in the throat. Hey, maybe that's where the hiccups come from. It's a bunny jumping in your throat."

"Oh, I get bunnies in my throat all the time then." Tyler moves his hands to mimic me from earlier, raising his arms to rest behind his head. He curls his fingers around the pillow instead of behind his head.

"I don't see any bunnies in your chest. Oh, maybe it's hiding under your arm."

I tickle him before he can react. He squeals and tries to roll away from me, but I don't let him. I let up on the tickling and give him a moment to catch his breath. "I don't think they are there."

"I think it's even lower, Doctor Daddy."

"Oh, maybe he's in your belly button?" I bend down and press my ear against his stomach, with my face toward his.

"I don't hear anything." I turn my head so my lips are hovering just over his skin.

Instead of speaking, I lathe my tongue over his skin.

His body reacts to that and his hands are immediately in my hair.

"That's not how you find the bunny!" He laughs and it's so carefree.

"It's not?" I do it again. I see the muscles in his stomach quiver in reaction.

"No, Daddy." His words are breathy and his hands haven't left my hair. I know we're heading toward something a little more than bunnies now. "I think the bunny already left."

"It did? Well, what are we supposed to do now?"