Primary Care by Natty Soltesz
"Deep breath," the doctor said, resting his big hand on my bare back. "Another," he said, moving the stethoscope lower on my chest. "Good," he said.
He smiled at me. "So you're having a bit of anxiety?" he said.
"Yeah...I broke up with my girlfriend, I guess that's stressing me out," I said.
"It certainly can. Especially if you don't have any type of outlet for that stress. Let's look you over and see what we can do."
He had me strip down to my underwear and used his hands to palpate my abdomen to check from any masses. The lower his fingers pressed the more my cock swelled. Please don't tell me to stand up, I thought, but then he did just that. I followed his orders, standing on the platform at the end of the exam table.
"Sorry," I said, because my erection was obvious.
"It's fine," he said, giving me a reassuring smile. "It's a natural thing. Have you been taking care of your needs, getting a regular release?"
"I think so..." I said. I wasn't sure what he meant exactly.
"Okay, well we'll take a closer look. Go ahead and pull off your briefs." I did. My cock stood up from my body. The doctor pulled his chair up to me; his face was right next to my hard dick.
"Alright then," he said, and took my balls in his hand. "Testicles seem normal, though maybe a bit full. Turn your head and cough?" I did so. "That all seems fine. I'm just going to palpate your penis and check for any abnormalities there." He stripped the latex glove off of his hand. "I find it difficult to do a proper exam with these on, do you mind?"
"I guess not," I said.
"Great. Let's take a look here," he said, and took hold of my cock. He squeezed it, starting at the base and working his way up. "Feels good. Healthy guy, isn't he? Stands at attention," he said, smiling at me. I smiled back. He looked in my piss hole. Then he stroked my cock from the base to the tip, bringing a pearl of precum out. "Producing fluids normally," he said, and rubbed the precum into the tip of my cock. I caught my breath. "Feel good?" he said.
"Yeah. Sorry," I said.
"It's normal, don't worry about it," he said. He walked to the other side of the exam room and came back with a tube of KY Jelly. "I'd like to make sure everything is operating normally with regard to your sexual response. Seem good?"
"Sure," I said.
"Great," he said, sitting back down in front of me and squeezing lube into his big, bare hand. "We'll take a look at how long it takes you to reach orgasm and also observe the volume at which you produce semen. Then we'll send the sample to the lab just to make sure everything's healthy there."
"Okay," I said. I was totally nervous. This wasn't like any doctor's visit I'd had before. But his handsome face was so reassuring. "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely," he said. "Lift your legs." He had me lay back and pulled out the leg support on the exam table. "Now just relax," he said, taking hold of my cock with his lubed-up hand. I shuddered all over when his warm hand made contact with my hard dick. "There you go. Keep breathing. Nice, deep breaths," he said, working my dick up and down. He stroked my cock expertly, I guess cause he was a doctor and knew what he was doing. It only took a minute before I was about to cum. My breath got really fast and I started moaning; I couldn't help myself. "That's it," the doctor said. "Let it happen, go with it." Cum started spurting out of my dick -- a huge load that covered my bare chest and stomach. The doctor stroked me all the while, whispering reassuringly as I came down from my orgasm.
"Very good," he said. He got a specimen cup and used it to scoop some of my cum from my body. Then he capped it and labeled it with a marker. He instructed me to get dressed.
"Well, everything seems to be working just fine," he said as he washed his hands. "Your sexual response is perfectly normal. I recommend a daily release to help with that stress you mentioned." He came over to me and rested his hand on my shoulder. "I want you to make another appointment for next week so I can examine you in more depth and see if there are other ways we can work at relieving your stress. Sound good?"
"Yeah. Thanks!" I said.
"Alright, then. Make sure you check in with the nurse on your way out and schedule something."
"Will do, doc," I said. He gave my shoulder a squeeze and smiled at me.
I think I was walking a little funny as I headed out to the receptionist area to schedule another appointment, but by the time I got outside I felt totally relaxed. The doctor's technique had really done the trick.
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