The doctor couldn't help it. He loved it when Gunner begged, especially with that desperate whimper in his voice. Someone actually wanting it had never been such a turn on for him before. He usually only got off on the struggle and fight. He pushed off of Gunner's back again, keeping him pressed against the table with one hand as he spit into the other for the smallest amount of lubrication before he pushed the head of his cock against his entrance. The pain would fade, he knew, the torn skin he could heal later. They could both get what they wanted.