Chapter 1: Introduction
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John Doe sat on the edge of the examination table, his hands clasped tightly between his knees. The paper crinkled beneath him, a stark reminder of his nakedness under the thin gown. He glanced around the sterile room, his eyes lingering on the framed diplomas and certificates hanging on the wall. Dr. Emily Matthews' credentials stared back at him, mocking his unease.
The door swung open, and in walked Dr. Matthews, her short, curly brown hair framing her face like a halo.
She was dressed in her usual attire - a crisp, white lab coat over a simple blouse and skirt, her glasses perched on her nose. She didn't even glance at John as she walked in, her focus solely on the chart in her hand.
"John Doe," she muttered, more to herself than to him, flipping through the pages. "Twenty-one, here for his Penis Exam. Let's see what we've got here."
She pulled up a stool, rolling it towards him with practiced ease. John tensed, his grip on his knees tightening.
He swallowed hard, trying to dislodge the lump in his throat. "Dr. Matthews," he started, his voice barely above a whisper, "I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this."
Dr. Matthews looked up from her chart, her gaze meeting his over the rim of her glasses. Her expression was one of mild surprise, as if she couldn't quite grasp why he would feel uncomfortable about a routine examination. "John," she said, her tone matter-of-fact, "I've seen more penises than I can count. It's just another day at the office for me."
John felt his cheeks flush.
He knew she was just trying to put him at ease, but her bluntness only served to intensify his discomfort. He managed a weak smile, "I know, Doc. It's just... it's been a while since my last exam."
Dr. Matthews raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on her lips. "Well, John, let's make this quick and painless, shall we?" She snapped on a pair of latex gloves, the sound echoing in the silent room.
John nodded, his stomach churning. He watched as she reached into a drawer and pulled out a tube of lubricant.
She squirted a generous amount onto her gloved hand, the cold air causing it to gleam under the harsh fluorescent lights. John's heart pounded in his chest, his palms growing sweaty despite the chill in the room.
Dr. Matthews looked up at him, her expression professional and detached. "Alright, John. Let's get this show on the road." She reached out, her hand wrapping around his penis. John flinched at the unexpected contact, his body tensing.
Let me just a visual look at your guy here , John." Dr. Matthews said, her grip firm yet clinical. She examined his penis," is your forskin working Alright, no Problems with it when pulling it back ? let us see
how it goes. " She asked, her voice calm and collected. John nodded, his face turning a shade redder, trying to hide his discomfort . She then proceeded to pull back his foreskin, revealing the glans. John winced, his body tensing up.
Dr. Matthews noticed his discomfort, but she didn't slow down. "You're not circumcised, John. That's perfectly fine. It just means we need to keep an extra eye on things down here." She tilted her head, examining his penis closely.
She pulled his foreskin up and down to test its contraction and relaxation. John squirmed slightly, trying to keep his composure.
"Your foreskin seems to be functioning well," she commented, her voice devoid of any emotion. "No signs of tightness or inflammation."
John mumbled a "Thanks," his eyes focused on the ceiling, avoiding the sight of the doctor touching him.
Dr. Matthews then picked up a small flashlight from the tray beside her. She clicked it on, shining the bright beam directly onto John's penis. He flinched, his hips jerking back slightly.
"Steady, John," she said, her voice steady and calm.
"I just need to take a look at your frenulum. It's a small fold of skin here," she pointed to the underside of his penis, "and it can sometimes cause issues if it's too tight."
John nodded, trying to focus on anything but the bright light and the doctor's cool fingers. He felt her examine the area, her touch clinical and impersonal. She clicked off the flashlight, setting it back on the tray.
do you have any Problesm with your foreskin doesit ever hurt when its pulledback to much ?she asked while moving his foreskin buck up and down to test it.
"Um, no, not really," John replied, his voice barely audible. He shifted uncomfortably on the table, trying to ignore the sensation of the doctor's gloved hand touching him. His penis lay limp in her grasp, much to his embarrassment.
Dr. Matthews gave him a quick, assessing glance. "Alright, let's move on," she said, her voice brisk. She released his penis, allowing it to flop against his thigh. John let out a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping slightly.
Next, she turned her attention to his testicles.
She gently cupped them in her hand, weighing them, rolling them between her fingers. John gasped, his body tensing at the unexpected contact. Dr. Matthews looked up at him, her expression neutral.
"Relax, John," she said, her voice calm yet firm. "I'm just checking their size and consistency. They appear normal so far."
John nodded, trying to breathe steadily as she continued her examination. He felt her fingers probe the area behind his testicles, gently pressing and releasing. He squirmed slightly, his face turning a shade redder.
"Is that... necessary?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Matthews didn't even glance up from her task. "Afraid so, John. I need to make sure everything's in working order."
Have you ever experienced any pain in your testicles , John? Any swelling or discomfort?"
John shook his head, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. "No, none that I can think of."
Dr. Matthews nodded, satisfied. She released his testicles, allowing them to settle back into place. John let out a quiet sigh of relief, his body relaxing slightly.
oka, how often would you say you realise them, they look a bit swollen John...
She paused, her gaze flicking up to meet his. "I mean, how often do you engage in sexual activity, John?"
John, caught off guard, stammered, "Uh, well, I... I guess it varies."
Dr. Matthews raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. "Varies, huh? Care to elaborate?"
John fidgeted, his cheeks flushing. "I mean, it's not like I'm doing it every day or anything. Maybe once a week, tops."
Dr. Matthews made a note on his chart, her expression inscrutable.
you should maybe move that up to twice a week" she cupped his balls again hardly massaging then " this swollness in your balls can get quite unhealthy if it's neglected for too long"
John flinched at the unexpected contact, his body tensing. "Excuse me?" he spluttered, his eyes wide with surprise.
Dr. Matthews looked up at him, her expression serious. "I'm just saying, John, that regular sexual activity can help prevent issues like prostatitis and other infections. It's important to keep things moving down there."
John's face turned beet red, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. He couldn't believe the doctor was discussing his sex life with such casual indifference.
"I...
I'll keep that in mind, Doc," John managed to stammer, his eyes darting away from her intense gaze. He felt a bead of sweat trickle down his temples, his discomfort growing with each passing moment.
Dr. Matthews nodded, satisfied with his response. She then turned her attention to the measuring tape on the tray beside her. She tore off a piece, her movements efficient and practiced.
"Alright, John," she said, her voice brisk. "Let's get some measurements.
It's been a while since your last exam, and I want to make sure everything's still in proportion."
John gulped, trying to hide his nervousness. He watched as Dr. Matthews wrapped the tape measure around the base of his penis, her touch clinical and impersonal. He felt a pang of embarrassment as she jotted down the measurement in his chart.
"Seven inches," she muttered, more to herself than to him. "Not bad, John. Not bad at all."
John shifted uncomfortably on the table, his face flushing at the doctor's casual comment.
He tried to focus on anything but the measuring tape now snaking its way up his penis, his mind racing to distract himself from the situation.
Dr. Matthews, oblivious to his discomfort, continued her examination. "And how's your libido, John? Any issues with arousal or maintaining an erection?"
John's eyes widened, his mouth suddenly dry. He swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. "Um, no, not really. I mean, I guess it's normal."
Dr. Matthews raised an eyebrow, her gaze sharp. "Normal can be subjective, John. did you ever experience any problems ?
she asked, her voice calm and professional, her gaze still holding his.
John hesitated, his eyes flicking away from hers. He knew he should just tell her the truth, but the words felt stuck in his throat. He cleared his throat, trying to buy some time. "Well, it's just... it's kind of hard to, you know, get in the mood when I'm here."
Dr. Matthews' expression didn't change, but John could swear he saw a hint of amusement in her eyes. "I see," she said, her voice neutral.
she moved her finger to his upening and tried to open it, lets take a look at your prostate , John.
John flinched, his body tensing. "Whoa, Doc, wait a minute. I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that."
Dr. Matthews paused, her gaze meeting his. "John, as your doctor, I assure you that this is a routine part of the examination. It's important to check the health of your prostate gland."
John's face turned a shade redder, his discomfort growing. "I know, Doc, but... can't we just skip that part today?"
Dr. Matthews raised an eyebrow, her expression stern.
"John, as your physician, I wouldn't be doing my job if I skipped essential parts of your examination. However, I understand that this might be uncomfortable for you. How about we compromise? I'll perform a digital rectal exam, but I'll explain each step as I go, alright? That way, you'll know exactly what's happening."
John gulped, his face still flushed. He nodded reluctantly, his eyes fixed on the floor. "Okay, Doc. I trust you."
Dr. Matthews donned a new pair of gloves, snapping them on with practiced ease.
She squirted a generous amount of lubricant onto her fingers, the cold air causing it to glisten under the harsh fluorescent lights. John watched her, his heart pounding in his chest, his discomfort growing with each passing moment.
"Alright, John," Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and reassuring. "I'm going to insert my finger now. You'll feel some pressure, but it shouldn't be painful. Just try to relax, okay?"
John nodded, his breath hitching as he tried to follow her instructions.
He felt the cold lubricant first, a jarring contrast to the warmth of his body. Then, he felt the pressure of her finger against his entrance, steady and unyielding. He tensed, his body fighting the intrusion despite his best efforts to relax.
"Breathe, John," Dr. Matthews reminded him, her voice steady and calm. "Deep breaths. In and out."
John focused on her voice, trying to match his breaths to her words. He felt her finger slip inside him, the sensation both strange and mildly uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth, his hands gripping the edge of the examination table.
Dr. Matthews, seemingly unaware of his discomfort, began to move her finger, exploring the inner walls of his rectum. John felt a surge of embarrassment, his face burning with heat.
ah there it is, Oh it feels full again like your testicles Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and professional, as she gently pressed against something inside him. John gasped, his body tensing at the unexpected sensation.
"Is that... supposed to happen?"
Dr. Matthews kept her gaze on her task, her expression neutral. "Yes, John. That's your prostate gland. It's responsible for producing fluid that mixes with sperm to create semen. It's also a source of pleasure for many men."
John's eyes widened, his embarrassment growing. He couldn't believe they were having this conversation, with the doctor's finger still inside him.
She pulled out her finger " im kinda worrdied about your forskin in seemed really short, i have to take a more thourough look at it john. " she said her voice professional, not noticing John's discomfort.
John's face paled, his eyes widening. "What... what do you mean, Doc? I thought you said it was functioning normally?"
Dr. Matthews looked up from her notes, her gaze meeting his. "It is, John. But it's a bit shorter than I'd like. We need to make shure you can enjoy your penisand dont hurt yourself, I want to take a closer look, just to be sure."
John gulped, his mind racing. He knew what that meant - more touching, more invasion of his personal space. He tried to push down the wave of anxiety rising inside him.
"But, Doc, isn't there some other way? I mean, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with you... you know, handling it like that." "John, as your doctor, I assure you that this is a necessary part of the examination. Your foreskin is an essential part of your penis, and it's crucial to ensure it's functioning correctly. Besides, it's not like I'm enjoying this any more than you are."
John's face flushed at the implication. He knew she was right, but that didn't make the situation any less uncomfortable.
John took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. "Alright, Doc. Let's get this over with."
she got some new dry glothes and went back to his penis , she pulled back his foreskin and took a good look at it, her fingers gently prodding and stretching it. John winced , the sensation was uncomfortable and embarrassing. He tried to focus on anything but the doctor's touch, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
You know, John, it's not uncommon for guys your age to have some tightness in their foreskin. It's nothing to be ashamed of," Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and reassuring. "But we need to make sure it's not too tight, or it could cause problems later on."
John nodded, his face still flushed.
she pulled his forskin back and forth for a couple minutes , testing its elasticity. John winced at the sensation, his body tensing.
How often do you retract your foreskin, John? Dr. Matthews asked, her voice professional.
John shrugged, trying to focus on anything but the doctor's touch. "I don't know, Doc. Whenever I shower, I guess."
Dr. Matthews nodded, making a note on his chart. "That's good, John. Keeping your penis clean is important. But you should also make a habit of retracting your foreskin daily. It helps prevent infections and keeps things running smoothly down there."
John nodded, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
she moved her hand up and down like a handjob, just testing out his penis function, "hmm lets get your penis in an erect state to see how your forskin is doing when its stretched out " she said, her voice calm and professional.
John's eyes widened, his face turning beet red. You want me to... to get hard?"
Dr. Matthews looked up from her task, her gaze meeting his. That's the most accurate way to assess the functionality of your foreskin when it's stretched. It's important to ensure it doesn't retract too tightly once you're erect." He couldn't believe this was happening.
He was lying on his back, in a sterile, cold room, with a woman old enough to be his mother, trying to give him a handjob. He felt a rush of embarrassment, his face burning with heat.
Dr. Matthews, oblivious to his discomfort, continued her task. She moved her hand up and down his penis, her grip firm yet clinical. John tried to focus on anything but the sensation of her touch, his mind racing.
He thought about his ex-girlfriend, about the last time they'd been together. He tried to remember the feel of her hands, the sound of her voice.
i also need your erct messurements of your penis John, it's to check if there are any changes since your last visit , Dr. Matthews said, her voice matter-of-fact.
yyour penis seems a bit small in its flacid state, i need to make sure that you have grown anouth and had no problems in Puperty
, she said her voice professional. John felt a jolt of embarrassment, his face flushing at the doctor's comment. He knew he wasn't particularly well-endowed, but hearing it from a medical professional stung nonetheless.
now please let me continue and get you erect, this might take a while jon h, its not always easy to get a man to get erect when he's uncomfortable, she said, her voice calm and reassuring.
John felt a wave of mortification wash over him. He knew she was just doing her job, but he couldn't help but feel humiliated at the thought of her trying to get him aroused.
He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. Let's just get this over with."
Dr. Matthews nodded, her expression professional. She continued to stroke his penis, her touch firm yet impersonal.
John treid to just enjoy it and feel it, his doctor was actually attractive for an woman her age , he thought. But nothing happened.
Dr. Matthews noticed his lack of response, her brow furrowing slightly. "Hmm, this is taking longer than expected," she muttered, more to herself than to him.
Are you sure your having no erectial problems, "no i dont im working perfectly fine ", John replied his face still burning with embarrassment.
Dr. Matthews looked up at him, her gaze sharp. "Well, John, something's not working as it should if you're having trouble getting aroused during an examination. It's not uncommon, but we need to address it."
okay let me try to masage your balls that can hel usualy , she said, her voice calm and professional, as she moved her hand to his testicles, gently cupping and massaging them. John squirmed slightly, trying to hide his discomfort. He felt a twinge of embarrassment at the sensation, but he knew he had to endure it for the sake of his health.
"Just relax, John," Dr. Matthews said, her voice steady and reassuring. "This will help stimulate blood flow to the area."
he finally got over his embarressment and just leaned back and found his joy in it . He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her hands on him. He could feel his penis starting to stir, the blood rushing to it.
there we go, John, see, it's not so hard, is it? Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and reassuring. John opened his eyes, his face still flushed, but the tension in his shoulders had eased. He watched as she continued to stroke his penis, her touch firm yet gentle.
"Does that feel good, John?" she asked, her voice conversational, as if they were discussing the weather.
John nodded, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Yeah, Doc. It feels... different, somehow." He tried to put his finger on the sensation, but it was elusive, like trying to grab smoke.
Dr. Matthews glanced up at him, her expression unreadable. "Different good or different bad, John?"
John shrugged, his cheeks still flushed. Just... different."
Dr. Matthews nodded, her gaze returning to her task. "Well, let's make sure everything's functioning as it should. Now that we've got you...
stimulated," she said, her voice calm and professional, "let's get some measurements while you're like this."
Dr. Matthews reached for the measuring tape, her movements efficient and practiced. She wrapped it around the base of John's now-erect penis, her touch clinical and impersonal. John tried to focus on anything but the sensation of the tape measure, his mind racing.
7 and a half inches John, fantastic growth since your last visit, almost an full inch Dr. Matthews said, her voice matter-of-fact, as she jotted down the measurement in his chart.
leme get your girth to , she said, her voice professional, as she wrapped the tape measure around the middle of his penis.
6 and a half inches, John, that's a healthy girth. You're growing like a weed, she added, her voice warm with approval.
you have quite a big penis there, well above average penis sice, your actually in the 1 percentile of biggest penis lenght in this country
, Dr. Matthews said, her voice professional, looking up from her notes.
John felt a flush of pride at her words, despite the situation. He'd always been self-conscious about his size, but hearing it from a medical professional made him feel... validated, somehow.
okay, lets look at your foreskin again and test it, you tell me when it gets unconfortable , John, she said, her voice calm and professional, as she pulled back his foreskin, exposing the head of his penis. John nodded, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, trying to ignore the sensation of her touch.
Dr. Matthews began to stretch his foreskin, pulling it back further than before. John winced at the discomfort, his body tensing.
"Too tight, Doc," he muttered, his voice barely audible.
Dr. Matthews nodded, her expression serious. "I thought so. It's a bit too tight, John.
We need to stretch it out more regularly to prevent any issues," Dr. Matthews said, her voice matter-of-fact. She released his foreskin, allowing it to slip back into place. John let out a sigh of relief, his body relaxing slightly.
now i need to check if your able to ejaculate properly, John ,
Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and professional, as she reached for a small plastic cup on the tray beside her.
John's eyes widened, his face turning a shade redder. "What... what do you mean, Doc?" "I need to collect a semen sample, John. It's standard procedure for a comprehensive sexual health exam."
John gulped, his discomfort growing. "But... but can't I just... you know, do it myself, and bring it in?"
Dr. Matthews raised an eyebrow, her gaze unwavering.
"John, as your doctor, I assure you that collecting the sample myself is the most accurate and hygienic method. Plus, it's an opportunity for me to observe and ensure everything is functioning as it should."
John's face flushed, his eyes darting away from her intense gaze. He couldn't believe they were having this conversation, with him lying naked on the examination table, his penis still erect from her earlier ministrations.
"But... but what if I can't... you know, finish?" John stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Matthews' expression remained neutral, her voice calm and reassuring.
that would be bad for our examination, i need you to ejaculate jon so try to enjoy it, i will be carefull with your foreskin, im not allowed to use lube because we need to check your natural function , she said, her voice professional. He knew he had to comply, but the thought of masturbating in front of his doctor, with her watching and touching him, was beyond embarrassing.
Dr. Matthews, seemingly unaware of his discomfort, continued with her task. She wrapped her fingers around his penis, her grip firm yet gentle. John felt a jolt of embarrassment, his face burning with heat.
Just relax, John, and try to focus on the sensation. Pretend I'm not here, Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and reassuring.
come on John you got nothing to be embarres about with with that penis of yours , its a great penis, you should be proud of it , she said, her voice warm, trying to boost his confidence.
John took a deep breath, trying to push down his embarrassment. He focused on the sensation of her hand around his penis, trying to ignore the fact that it was his doctor touching him.
He closed his eyes, letting his mind wander. He thought about the last time he'd been with someone, the feel of their hands on him, the sound of their voice. He tried to hold onto that memory, to use it to get himself aroused.
be a man and enjoy the handjob,
John, you are lucky to have a doctor like me who doesnt care about your embarrassment , its just another day at the office for me ,
Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and professional, as she continued to stroke his penis.
John felt a surge of irritation at her words. He knew she was just doing her job, but her casual attitude towards his discomfort was starting to grate on him.
He gritted his teeth, his embarrassment morphing into determination. He was going to prove her wrong. He was going to show her that he could do this, that he wasn't some shy, awkward kid who couldn't even get it up in front of his doctor.
He lked at his doctor and actually find her quite attractive, it started to tur him on a lot, he started to enjoy the sensation of her hands on him.
He let out a soft moan, his hips moving in time with her strokes. Dr. Matthews didn't react, her expression remaining neutral, her touch steady and firm.
"Good, John," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just like that. Focus on the sensation."
let me massage your balls while i stroke you, that can help with the stimulation, John. Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and professional, as she moved her other hand to his testicles, gently cupping and massaging them. John let out a soft moan, his body tensing at the new sensation. He knew he was close, the pressure building in his groin.
its okay jon let it build up slly i need a good amount of semen from you to test, Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and matter-of-fact, as she continued to stroke him, her touch steady and firm.
she went to stroke him really slow to buld him up , john was enjoying it alot, he didnt care anymore that it was his doctor , he was enjoying the sensation of her hands on him.
but he wasnt about t release jet , Dr. Matthews noticed his frustration and decided to speed things up a bit.
she took both her hands and started to stroke him fast and hard, her hands moving in sync. John's breath hitched, his body tensing as the sensation intensified. He closed his eyes, his hips bucking in time with her strokes.
"Oh god, Doc, I'm... I'm close," John panted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Matthews didn't respond, her movements steady and sure. She could feel his penis throbbing in her hands, his body tensing as he neared the edge.
"Come on, John. Let it go," she encouraged, her voice calm and steady.
"You've worked hard, now let it go."
John's breath hitched, his body tensing one last time before he felt the familiar surge of release. He let out a low groan, his hips jerking as he came, his semen erupting into the plastic cup Dr. Matthews held steady beneath him.
She continued to stroke him gently, milking every last drop until he was spent. John lay there, panting, his body limp and boneless. He opened his eyes to find Dr. Matthews watching him, her expression professional and detached.
"Well done, John," she said, her voice matter-of-fact.
She released him, her hands leaving his now-flaccid penis. She picked up the cup filled with his semen, holding it up to the light, examining it. "Looks like a good sample. I'll send this off to the lab for testing, just to make sure everything's functioning as it should."
this is a huge amount jon , you must have been really pent up to produce this much semen, Dr. Matthews said, her voice conversational, as she examined the sample.
John's face flushed at her words, embarrassment washing over him once again. He couldn't believe they were discussing his semen like it was a scientific experiment.
"Uh, yeah, I guess," he muttered, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
Dr. Matthews looked up from the sample, her gaze meeting his. "No need to be embarrassed, John. It's a natural bodily function.
Now, let's get you cleaned up," Dr. Matthews said, her voice professional and reassuring. She reached for a box of tissues on the tray beside her, grabbing a handful and gently wiping John's penis and testicles, her touch impersonal and clinical.
John winced slightly at the first touch, his body still sensitive from the recent experience. Dr. Matthews noticed, her brow furrowing slightly.
"Too sensitive, John?" she asked, her voice calm and concerned. A bit."
Dr. Matthews nodded, her expression understanding.
"That's to be expected, John. Your body's had quite the workout. Let's get you dressed and then we can discuss the results of your exam."
She helped him sit up, her touch gentle yet impersonal. John swung his legs over the side of the table, a slight wince escaping him as he did so.
"Still a bit sore, John?"
"Yeah, a bit," John admitted, his face flushing slightly.
He felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him, the reality of what had just happened sinking in. He had just masturbated in front of his doctor, with her helping him along. He felt a mix of shame and pride, a strange combination that left him feeling unsettled.
Dr. Matthews, seemingly unaware of his internal struggle, handed him a small gown to wear. "Here, put this on while I dispose of the sample and wash my hands. Then we can discuss your results."
John took the gown, his fingers brushing against hers. He felt a jolt at the contact, a spark that caught him off guard.
He looked up at Dr. Matthews, but her expression remained unchanged, her gaze distant as she stared at the sample in her hand. He quickly put on the gown, tying it loosely around his waist as he tried to process the unexpected sensation.
Dr. Matthews disposed of the sample in a nearby biohazard bin, then turned to wash her hands at the sink. John watched her, his eyes drawn to the curve of her neck, the way her hair curled slightly at the nape. He shook his head, trying to dispel the thoughts. What was he doing? This was his doctor, for crying out loud.
A woman old enough to be his mother, with a no-nonsense attitude and a clinical bedside manner. She didn't seem the type to inspire such... thoughts. Yet, here he was, unable to shake the feeling that had sparked to life within him.
Dr. Matthews turned off the tap, her hands dripping with water. She reached for a nearby towel, drying them thoroughly before turning to face him. Her gaze met his, her expression serious and professional.
"Alright, John. Let's discuss your results," she said, her voice calm and steady.
She gestured towards the chair in the corner of the room, inviting him to sit. John nodded, his body still slightly sore as he made his way towards the chair. He sat down, pulling the gown tightly around him, suddenly conscious of his nakedness beneath it.
Dr. Matthews took a seat on the rolling stool, positioning herself in front of him. She consulted his chart, her eyes scanning the notes she'd made during the exam. John watched her, his gaze drawn to the way her glasses slipped down her nose slightly as she read.
"So, John," she began, her voice matter-of-fact.
"Your physical examination today has revealed a few things. Let's start with the positives, shall we?"
John nodded, his eyes fixed on her face, trying to gauge her expression. But Dr. Matthews' face remained neutral, her gaze focused on his chart.
"Your penis is functioning perfectly, John. No signs of inflammation, no issues with foreskin retraction, and your prostate feels healthy and normal. Your semen analysis will confirm this, but I'm confident in my initial assessment."
John felt a wave of relief wash over him. At least something was working as it should.
" Your penis size is well above average, John. It's a healthy length and girth, it might be on the edge of being to large, your penis volume is almost double of the average penis
size, you might have some issues with women that might find it uncomfortable, but overall its a healthy penis, Dr. Matthews said, her voice professional, looking up from his chart.
But that also brings us to the issue we need to address, John. Your penis size might cause some discomfort for your partners, and that's something we need to discuss. Have you ever had any issues with your partners in the past, any complaints or discomfort?
Dr. Matthews asked, her voice calm and direct.
John felt his face flush at the question, his eyes darting away from her gaze. He knew he should be honest, but the reality of discussing his sex life with his doctor was proving to be more embarrassing than he'd anticipated.
Uh, well, there was this one time, with my ex-girlfriend... she said it was a bit too much, you know, at first," John admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I see. Well, it's important to communicate openly with your partners, John.
"Your erection worked quite well during the exam, but it took some time to become fully erect. This could be due to performance anxiety. It's not uncommon, especially given the nature of your exam today," Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and reassuring.
"Performance anxiety? You mean, like, I was nervous or something?" John asked, his brow furrowing slightly.
"Exactly, John. Being in a clinical setting, with a doctor examining you, can be daunting. It's natural to feel anxious, and that can affect your ability to become fully aroused.
But you managed to become erect eventually, and that's what's important," Dr. Matthews explained, her voice reassuring.
John nodded, his embarrassment beginning to ebb away. He appreciated her understanding, her calm and professional demeanor making it easier for him to discuss these intimate details.
"Now, let's talk about your ejaculation. You produced a significant amount of semen, which is a good sign. However, it took some time to reach that point. While this isn't necessarily a cause for concern, it's something we should keep an eye on," Dr. Matthews said, her gaze meeting his.
"I want you to start masturbating regularly, John. Not just for pleasure, but to help train your body to ejaculate more efficiently. Aim for three times a week, at least."
John's cheeks flushed at her words, his eyes widening. "What? But... but why?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dr. Matthews leaned back in her chair, her expression serious. "As I mentioned earlier, your ejaculation took longer than average today.
Regular masturbation can help improve this, John. It's a form of physical therapy, if you will, to help your body function more efficiently," Dr. Matthews explained, her voice calm and matter-of-fact.
John shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his face still flushed. "But... but what if I don't want to? I mean, it's kind of personal, isn't it?" he asked, his voice soft. "John, as your doctor, I assure you that your personal preferences are the least of my concerns.
Well i could sign you up with a Physisit twice a week for that , if you are uncomfortable doing it yourself, John, Dr. Matthews said, her voice calm and professional, not phased by his discomfort.
John's eyes widened, his face flushing even more at the suggestion. No, Doc, that's okay. I... I can handle it myself," he stammered, his voice barely audible.
you should get Atleast trough our training programm , it will help you understand how to masturbate properly and efficiently, its a very important part of your sexual health, John, Dr. Matthews said, her voice serious and professional.
"Our training program?" John asked, his eyes widening. "Yes, John. It's a comprehensive sexual health program designed to educate and empower our patients. It includes workshops on various aspects of sexual health, including proper masturbation techniques," Dr. Matthews explained, her voice calm and matter-of-fact.
Despite the awkwardness of the conversation, John couldn't help but feel intrigued. "And...
and what exactly happens in these workshops, Doc?" John asked, his curiosity piqued despite his lingering embarrassment.
Dr. Matthews leaned forward in her chair, her expression serious. "The workshops are led by trained professionals, John. They cover a wide range of topics, from understanding your body and its responses, to various masturbation techniques, and even sexual communication with your partners. It's all done in a safe, non-judgmental environment." "But... but won't it be, you know, weird?
To talk about all that stuff with strangers? John asked, his brow furrowed in concern. "It can feel uncomfortable at first, John. But remember, everyone in the room is there for the same reason - to learn and improve their sexual health. You'll find that once you get past the initial awkwardness, it's actually quite liberating.
Besides, it's not like you'll be expected to share your deepest, darkest secrets right away. The workshops are structured to build trust and comfort over time," she explained, her voice reassuring.
"We start with simple icebreaker activities and gradually move on to more detailed discussions and hands-on exercises."
John raised an eyebrow, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Hands-on exercises? Like what?" "As I mentioned earlier, the goal of the program is to help you understand and connect with your body. So yes, there are hands-on exercises involved. But don't worry, they're always performed in a respectful and professional manner, with clear boundaries and consent."
John nodded, digesting this information.
He felt a strange mix of curiosity and apprehension. On one hand, the idea of learning more about his body and sexuality appealed to him. On the other, the thought of discussing such intimate topics with strangers was daunting.
Dr. Matthews seemed to sense his internal struggle. She offered him a small, reassuring smile.
"John, I understand that this might feel overwhelming right now. But I genuinely believe that this program could benefit you greatly.
It's not just about improving your physical function, John. It's about understanding and embracing your sexuality, building confidence, and learning how to communicate your needs and desires effectively. These are skills that will serve you well throughout your life.
Well Alright sign me up then