No one at the hospital was supposed to know I was still a virgin.

My body craved something so badly that the emptiness hardened into an actual physical condition.

Every time the tightness hit during a shift, I waited until the corridor was empty, locked an exam room, shoved my scrubs down, and used the toy I had started carrying in my bag. It was the same desperate routine.

I never imagined this secret would come out in such a humiliating way—and in front of him, of all people. Knox. My brother’s best friend. My senior. The man I had wanted for years.

The toy was still wet when it rolled out of my bag and stopped at his shoes.

I thought my career was over.

I thought he would look at me with disgust.

Instead, he stripped off his gloves and gave me a bare-handed "examination."

Bare hands. No gloves. Fingers that made me come so hard I soaked his face.

In the end, he said a body this tight needed a real cock.

So I went back that night and told him to drop the act.