Reality vs. Fantasy

I arrive for my check-up and the usual check in with the very professional receptionist goes just like always. The nurse that I am used to asks me to come back after the usual waiting. She takes my height and weight and we go back to the examination room. She is a bit older than the other nurses and very practical looking, if you will, she looks like a good mom. Sturdy, large breasts, well rounded but strong looking. Blond short hair, glasses, what you would expect from a doctor's assistant.

She takes my blood pressure, asks the usual battery of questions, takes blood samples for analysis. She is very nice and caring, in a professional way and knows how to make people comfortable. Then she says the doctor will be in shortly. He shows up fifteen minutes later and we go through the whole exam process. At that point he asks if he can examine my prostate. "Let's get to it." I say. He lubes me and his finger up and does what they do. Says, okay and disposes of his gloves.

ERRR record scratch...

Then here is what my mind does: He says, "Please stay right there, the nurse will be in shortly." He just leaves and I am bent at the waste with my underwear down around my ankles and nothing else on. The nurse comes back in with a big smile and says "Are you ready?" I just answer affirmatively, for some reason not questioning what is going on. She re-positions me by having me back up until just my chest is flat on the examination table and spreads my legs. I am semi-erect at this point and just doing what she says. I look over and she is gloving up and putting the lubrication on both hands. My erection grows a bit. She returns table side and grabs my cock and says "Very good, now we can continue."

She tightens her grip and very slowly strokes me. Then I feel one of her fingers rubbing around my asshole. Still stroking she gently inserts her finger. She starts massaging inside while continuing to stroke me slowly. I start humping her hand a bit. She politely but firmly tells me to stay still. I obey. This continues for what feels like quite a while, however I have lost my sense of time in this edging. Then she pulls out her finger and stops stroking. I must have looked heartbroken. My breathing slows back to normal.

She stands up and asks me to get completely up on the table. The precum is dribbling. She guides me to spread my legs as far as comfortable and applies some more lube to her hands. She says "You are going to feel some more pressure." I just grunt "Uh hum." First the finger goes in and the firm grip returns, much to my joy and relief. At this point the second finger is at my entrance. She says "Now just relax, this is all normal." I think "I damn well love the new normal." Then she pushes the other finger in to join it's friend. I started convulsing. She stopped stroking and tightened her grip to an almost painful tightness. The convulsions stopped. She released her grip and placed her hand around my balls and squeezed, and pulled and rotated them, just on the edge between a little pain and the most pleasure, while still rubbing and fucking with her two fingers in my ass. This also goes on for several minutes.

I look down and see my precum dripping onto the clinical paper covering the table which is pretty ripped up at this point. Her hand leaves my balls. She says in a bit gruffer voice "You are ready." She grips my cock and increases the rhythm of her fingers going into my ass. She is gripping me tightly and the strokes of her two hands match up. I am moving my hips in time. She does not reprimand. The convulsions and spasms begin again to take over, but this time she does not stop. I am grunting. I finally make a big thrust, my body flexes and my cum jumps onto the table and her hand. I make an extended load groan and several more thrusts, grasping as extending the feeling. She leans into me so I do not fall from the table. We stay like this until I calm down. She gently milks the last bit of cum from me while pulling one finger, then the other out.

I notice she has beads of sweat on her forehead and is breathing harder than normal. She says "Very good." and directs me to stand up, gives me some paper towels and asks me to catch the remainder of sperm dribbling out. She removes her gloves and uses a spray bottle and paper towels to clean up. She takes the towel from me and says I can get dressed now, then go to checkout and leaves.

I wonder if the doctor wonders why I sometimes get an erection during the exam.....