Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Summary: A college freshman visits a doctor for a urological complaint and gets in deep. CFNM (author email: akane01 AT yahoo.com) (I enjoy talking to readers!) Note: This story is a fantasy for adults only. The author utterly condemns any form of actual abuse - physical, sexual, psychological and emotional - to any person of any age. CFNM Doctor I saw on the exam table while the nurse checked my blood presure. Then she started recording my complaint. "So, what's the issue we are seeing for today?" "I've had soreness in my left testicle, and pain in my penis during sex." "How long has this been happening?" "The last month now." "Are you sexually active?" "Yes, but I got an STD test last week which was clear." "Ok, the doctor may ask to run them again. Here's a gown. Please remove your clothes and put this on. We'll be in in a moment." As soon as the door closed, I took off my heavy sweater, jeans, underwear, shoes socks.... I had lost my tan over the course of this winter. As a freshman runner, I was in good shape. I was about speed, not distance. So I had bigger muscles than the guys who ran for miles and miles. I looked good naked, but I certainly wasn't used to being naked in front of strangers. I trembled slightly--worried about my diagnosis, and worried about being in a gown for the first time. I tied the gown in a couple places behind me--tight. Someone knocked and the door flew open. "Hello! I'm Dr. Lauren Greene. How are you?" She stood right next to me, confident and smiling. She was middle aged, blonde hair, blue eyes, thin. She was quite pretty. I extended my hand and greeted her quietly. I was shocked, mostly. I didn't know this hospital had female physicians--I had assumed some male physician would be seeing me. I am a man...with man parts...but now I was being met by a female doctor. I trembled a little more, my naked foot started bobbing my knee up and down fast. She sat on a rolling stool and set my chart on the desk and she read for a few moments. "So we are having testicle pain?" "Yes, it comes and goes through the day." "Ok. And a painful penis during sex?" "Yes, or...." "Or masturbation or any other activity, yes. Ok. And did that start at the same time?" "No, I think I always sort of had it and it's been getting worse." "Ok, we'll let's take a look. Please stand on the step. You can just lift the gown." She rolled over and pulled out gloves from the dispenser. Then moved close to my legs, steading herself my touching my knees. I pulled the gown just above my knees but was stuck from the knot I tied. "Sorry!" I pleaded and reached back to untie the knot--but it wasn't coming out. "Sorry..." She sat and stared forward where the outline of my penis and balls were. "I think it is stuck." "Let me see." I turned around and let her try to untie it. "Ok, you really tied that on," she was annoyed. "Well, can you pull it up and over your head?" I hesitated. I would have to be fully naked in this office now. I wasn't ready for this. I ignored my inner thoughts and reached down and pulled the gown completely off. It was a struggle. I was cursing myself for tying the knots so tight! When I could see the room around me again, I felt the air in the room all around me. The nurse put her hands just above my knees and looked at my cock. I could almost feel her breathing on my legs, she was so close. She put her fingertips around the base of my cock and angled it to the side. Then she took my testicle between her fingers and rolled it around with her fingers. Then up my spermatic cord and down. Then the same to my other testicle. She pinched my scrotum in various spots. Then lifted my balls up. "I felt something but let me do another simple check. Let me get the nurse, one moment. Don't move." I stood there naked. Fully naked. I couldn't believe some older woman had been squeezing and feeling and pulling on my balls and holding my cock. And she could see every inch of me. Another knock, and the doctor returned with the lady nurse--she was only in her 20s, barely older than I! I looked at her face as she walked in--she shamelessly looked me up and down. "Can you hold his penis? And his testicles, hold them apart. I'll take the left one." The nurse and the doctor worked to get into the right position. Trying different combinations of holding and isolating my testicle. "Ok...that should work. Hold him like that. Don't move." The doctor stepped up and started looking through the drawers. Then threw the door open and stormed out. "Can't find anything." I hoped so strongly that no one would walk by and see my naked body. "Are you ok?" The nurse's petite voice asked. I looked down. Her face was inches from my cock. Her arm was up and out and squeezing my testicle. Her other hand holding my cock aimed up to my face. "Yes...you're squeezing me a little too hard...." I made a face. "Sorry, I have to squeeze it. This won't take long. Do you have plans for the weekend?" She smiled, her pink lips spreading wide, inches from my cock. "Going for a run, seeing friends, pretty ordinary, you?" "Me and my fiance are going to his parent's. Should be nice!" "Oh, that does sound nice. When is the date?" "In two weeks! I can't wait!" She was smiling, her teeth showing. It was unusual but pleasant given the circumstances. I felt a little less humiliated for a moment, the casual talk helped so much. I was starting to feel slightly aroused from her hands--I didn't mean to be! "Got it!" The doctor shut the door and turned off the light. She pressed a small flashlight to my free testicle and moved it around. After a few minutes, she said "looks good. Let's look at the other testicle." They took another few minutes to get arranged. The nurse squeezed my testicle harder this time while the doctor looked. "Ok! All clear!" She switched the light on. "You can let go, nurse, but stick around. You may sit down now." I sat down. "how does it feel when you sit?" "Not much better." The doctor rolled over on her chair and spread my legs, then took my testicles in her hand and lifted them high. "How is that?" "Better." "Ok, that's good." She moved back and took off her gloves. My legs still spread, she started at my cock and balls--as did the nurse. I couldn't tell if they did so because they could or had a real scientific interest. "We see this in some athletic young men. Your vascular system changes slightly and increases bloodflow to the testicles. When you sit during the winter or school years more, it leads to discomfort. If you can try new underwear for better support. But it is largely harmless. We can schedule you for a fertility check another time. Now, about your penis. I'll need to check for a few things to rule out any problems. Ok?" I nodded. "You can just sit there still." Lauren moved up again, and took my cock into her hand, and with her other hand--felt my shaft up and down, pressing into it in several places. Then without saying anythng, she started pulling hard on it and holding it stretched--then felt it. And then she started moving her hand back and forth, "I need you to become erect. This is just a reflex, so relax. The alternative is an injection...don't think you want that!" She winked at me and smiled, basically jerking my cock off. I became hard quickly, I didn't mean to. I was absolutely humiliated. The nurse had a tiny grin she was suppressing. The doctor continued to feel and then bend it--very uncomfortable. "Let me know when it hurts most." She continued to jerk my cock and bend and pull it into different directions. "Ouch!" I said when it angled up to the ceiling. Lauren moved in very close, her eyes an inch from the underside of my cock. "Ok..." She started pressing into my cock. "Ouch!!" I said again. "We need to get a quick ultrasound on your penis. Let's move to the room up the hall, Jen, could you get Stephanie? We need to just look at something real quick. It's small and I know she's good. You can just hold the gown over your front--it's only a few doors." "Ok," I told her, hesitant about being naked and far from my clothes--my ass exposed. I grabbed the gown, held it over my cock and balls, and we walked up to the ultrasound room. It was not just a few doors! It was across the building! Some nurses were working and another female doctor, they all looked at me and said hello to Lauren and Jen as we passed. I guess naked boys are routine around here. By the time we got to the room, I was soft. They had me lay on a table and remove the gown. Stephanie, the operator I assumed, stepped in and switched on the machine. She tried to hide her reaction to a fully naked teenager laying on the table. "Place your hands at your sides. Jen, you want to hold his penis in place?" "Sure!" She stepped over and wrapped her hand around my cock, leaving an inch of the base exposed. They put the ultrasound device on my cock and stared at the screen. "I'm not seeing anything big enough...." "I felt it better when it was erect. Jen, can you stimulate him?" "Yes," Jen looked down at my cock and started to slowly and poorly jerk my cock--enough to stimulate but not enough to be sexual. Certainly she would never do that to anyone but her fiance! My cock hardened, but not as hard as when I jerk off or have sex. "Still not seeing anything..." Stephanie said after a few minutes. "Jen, maybe try faster? Or something?" "Yes, doctor!" Jen switched into handjob mode, apparently. My cock started to hurt at that angle. My cock was very long, so she was able to hold the base steady and jerk off the top half. "Ouch!" I said. "Sorry! Was I squeezing too hard? Going to fast?" "No...no it's fine how you are...do that...it's just the pain from whatever it is causing it." The women paused and watched Jen jerk me off for a few minutes before looking again. "Ok...now we are getting something." "I need the full extend and shape, I need to know if surgery is necessary. Jen, don't stop." "Maybe she should stop?" I suggested, "I need a moment to cool down." "No, keep going. We almost have it!" Lauren ordered. I reached for Jen's hands to stop her, "No really...I might...come...." Jen stopped, her face red, her hands still holding my cock tight. "Hands. Off." Lauren said sternly. I dropped my hands. Jen started again, my breathing quickened. I was going to cum. I couldn't fucking believe it. This was so fucking embarrassing. I felt angry that they were going to make me cum in front of them. But I couldn't stop. I felt the spasms starting. I let out a moan and tightened my fists. They were running the sensor up and down at the same time, brushing my balls constantly. They all started at my body and face, clearly fascinated by the sight of a man cumming. I let go, searing hot semen shooting lines up to my neck and running down my chest. I could hear it hitting the padding on the table. The tiny room filled with my scent. "Fuck! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!" "It's fine, honey, it's fine," the doctor said softly. Jen started to stop, knowing well how to please a man--her own man, I presume. "Keep going please," the doctor ordered. "No! Please stop, it just hurts, it feels bad!" "That...was a lot of semen..." Jen commented. "We got most of it!" The doctor said. I couldn't help it, I reached up again to stop Jen. She pushed through and kept going. "Stop that, please," the doctor said, walking over to hold my wrists above my head. Soon the pain wore off and it started feeling better. The cum on my chest and stomach cooled and ran down my sides, it was starting to dry. The only sound was my cock being jerked off, the wet cum still coating the tip of my cock. "My wrist is getting tired, doctor." "Ok, come here and hold his wrists, I'll keep going." I laid there, defeated, leaving my wrists in place. Enjoying the few seconds of relief from the torment. The nurse's gloves were still soaked from my cum, it rubbed on my wrists. They didn't care how much of a mess I was. The doctor started jerking me off again, a different pace and force--not as tight. Soon I was getting close again. "We're at the same point as before, keep going...almost have it!" Stephanie said. I started to squirm around again, I pulled from Jen but she pushed her weight down on my wrists so I couldn't move. "It's happening again...I can't stop!" I warned. Lauren kept going, faster. "Ouch!!!" I screamed. "I'm going to come!" I screamed. Again hot streams of cum shot up, hitting my neck and chest and the table. Jen let go and jumped back--scared of getting hit. I was breathless. I was drained and fully defeated. These women had seen me at my most intimate. They'd seen every inch of me. I just laid and let them continue to test my body like an animal, despite the pain. "Well, I think it's acceptable, I don't think he'll be able to go a third time." Lauren dropped my soaked cock. "Sorry, honey, I just need to figure out if you need surgery or not. You can return to the room and we'll be in shortly. I carried the gown in a ball, holding it in front of my sore and painful cock. Anything brushing it still hurt because it was sensitive. So I just held it in front--all the lady nurses watched me and look at me head to toe, soaked with semen, smelling of cum, my cock still semi hard. I didn't care any more. When I got to the room, the cum had dried on--I would just need a shower and no point in trying to clean up. "Ok, sorry again honey, I want to rule out surgery. We usually just give a penis injection to cause a powerful erection but we wanted to save you from it. If you could have gone a third time, we might have been able to avoid it. But here's what I think. Can you get one more erection please?" Laruen stared at me. I looked down at my messy body and cock and starting masturbating my soft cock. After a few minutes it was hard. "Ok, keep going, just keep masturbating. See underneath there's a small structure that sometimes hardens and causes pain. There are some exercises to try, but if you feel..." Lauren reached under my cock with a freshly gloved hand, pointing out where it was. "Here...well...I think your penis has swelled slightly. I think now we can see it! Let's get back to the ultrasound room quickly!" I stopped masturbating and reached for my gown. "No! Leave the gown, it's ok. Keep masturbating." "Masturbate while we are walking?" "Yes, I don't want you to lose the erection for good." I didn't care--but suddenly the thought of the ladies in between the rooms watching me naked, masturbating as we walked down the hall suddenly terrified me. But I ignored it and followed Jen and Lauren down the hall, jerking myself the entire way. Another woman followed us. "Julie, come with and watch how this is done!" Lauren said. The room now had four women standing around watching me masturbate, the door was left open. I started getting close, but my erection wouldn't hold. "I might lose it...I think it might go soft," I warned. "Jen, stimulate him to keep it. Stephanie, put the sensor underneath." Jen, with her bare hand, reached for my balls and gently kneaded them. Lauren wrapped her fingers around the base of my scrotum. I kept jerking off in front of everyone, my shyness a distant memory. They played with my balls, Stephanie held the top of the base of my cock and the sensor underneath. Three pairs of hands were urgently working to make me cum. "Oh fuck!" Another painful orgasm tore through me. I sprayed the table with sperm and let out a loud moan. "We got it!" Stephanie exclaimed. "I see it! Great news! No surgery!" The women cheered while I came, happy for their victory. It took me several minutes to regain my senses. My hands and cock dripping with cum. "We have quite a lot of clean up in this room." Lauren said. "I can take care of it," Stephanie said, reluctantly. "Thanks! Let's go back. We'll send the scheduler to your room, just wait there. I walked back. Fully naked, my cock still hard, streams of cum on my body. I sat on the table and stared at the ceiling, waiting to calm down from all the sexual stimulation when the scheduler woman entered. "I'm sorry! Did you need more privacy?" She asked respectfully. "No," I smiled, I didn't care any more, "I'm fine." I sat with my legs spread, my cock pulsing and semi-hard, semen leaking from my cock, my body and hands stained. She was young, in her early twenties, and she stared at the sight of me. "We need to do a fertility check...looks like you sort of had one!" She laughed nervously. I laughed too. "I know...it wasn't my idea. I should have tried to get both done at the same time!" I said, she laughed. What did it matter if one more person stared at my balls and cock or sperm?