Chapter 0 - Hello Nurse

George had had enough. His family wasn't medically inclined, thinking their deity could fix all problems. He'd had this constant, aching pain in his testes for weeks now. Every time he got an erection. And his family had refused to bring him to the doctor's, thinking that a few prayers would help.

They hadn't. So George had booked an appointment with a doctor-Dr Clover-behind his family's back and had come here. He told the receptionist who he was here to see and signed a book to declare he'd arrived. Then he sat down and waited. 

And waited.

...And waited.

He got a drink from the water cooler.

...

And waited.

...

He put the empty cup in the bin.

And wai-

"George Smith?" A female voice asked, exiting a door to his front-left. The voice's source was quite tall, with light brown skin, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She wore a white doctor's coat and a black knee-length skirt with stockings and black heels. A very red-skinned middle-aged woman also stepped out but headed for the receptionist, putting some kind of cream into her handbag.

Wordlessly, George stood up and followed the Doctor into her room. It wasn't small, but not large either. However, as there was only a desk, a computer, 4 chairs and a bed with a screen, nothing felt cramped.

"So George, I'm Dr Lillian Clover." She held out a hand and George shook it with a smile. He didn't need to introduce himself, though. "Would you like to take a seat and tell me what the problem is?"

George began to explain, trying to keep his voice calm. "Well, about 3 weeks ago I started having this aching pain in my testicles. It only happens when I get an erection, so I didn't think it was much to worry over. But it hasn't stopped. It's almost like clockwork."

Dr Clover asked "Has the pain gotten worse?"

"No."

"And it happens every time you get an erection?"

"Yes."

"I think I know what the issue is, but I'll need a look. Hop onto the bed and let me take a look at you."

George blushed slightly. A woman seeing his penis? This wasn't- It didn't- Um...

Dr Clover noticed his redness and smiled. "Don't worry, George; I see male genitalia all the time. It's no different to a dentist seeing the inside of someone's mouth." She pulled on some blue latex gloves as she spoke.

"Seriously?" George asked, still a bit self-conscious.

"Very seriously." Dr Clover answered, dropping her smile in an instant to make it clear she wasn't joking.

Feeling a little less insecure now, George got onto the bed and unbuttoned his chords. Dr Clover's smile came back as quickly as it has vanished. The young man slid his chords down to his ankles and took one of the legs out, spreading to give the doctor a better look.

Doctor Clover gently took hold of his testes, tracing her finger over the blue lines inside. She studied his sack with careful eyes and even more careful hands, analyzing every detail as if committing it to memory. A few seconds passed before she gently dropped his sack and arose from under him. "No doubt. Epididymal hypertension." she told him.

"Epidermal what?"

"Eh-pee-did-a-mal hyper-tension." She said slowly. "It's more commonly known as blue balls."

"Um..." George thought about where he could have heard the term. "Nope, still no idea."

Dr Clover smiled understandingly. "When was the last time you masturbated, George?"

He felt himself turn bright red. "N-never..."

"That explains it." She sighed. "Well, if you have an erection but don't orgasm, the blood flowing into your penis can pool into your testicles, causing the swelling. It's not serious-it won't burst or anything. But if you don't orgasm, it can be pretty painful and achey."

"So I need to ma-mas..." He felt himself go redder.

"Yes. Don't worry: I'll talk you through it." The doctor smiled. She walked over to a cabinet and took out a bottle. She studied the ingredients for a second or two before nodding and walking over to George. "Hold your dominant hand out."

George offered his left hand and she squirted two loads of the liquid onto his palm. "Now what?" he asked.

"Rub the lube all over your shaft. Every inch." The doctor indicated his shaft as she spoke.

"Aren't you going to-"

"No; I'm not licensed for that kind of thing. I could get fired, or arrested." She crossed her arms and her tone was slightly firmer.

George rubbed the lube across the length and width of his flaccid penis. It was cold, and extremely slippery. It didn't take long to cover it all.

"Good. Now, I need you to get an erection." Dr Clover told him.

George raised an eyebrow "How do I do that?"

"Let your imagination run free." The doctor waved an arm through the air at the last word. "Think about what you like." 

"Think about what I like? But I don't watch anything like that..."

"So you've never seen a pair of breasts or anything?"

"N-no..." 

"Well... this isn't exactly covered in what I'm licensed to do, but... Oh, screw it." The doctor unbuttoned her coat all the way downwards before slipping it down her arms. She hoisted her shirt over her arms, displaying a clear pair of large breasts in a push-up bra. She reached behind her and a second later the bra fell to the floor, her breasts flopping out, slapping lightly against her skin. "George, I want you to fix your eyes on my breasts and start stroking. Slow, steady strokes. Make use of the lube."

"O-okay..." George started stroking gently, but keeping a firm grip on his shaft. It felt strange, but in a good way. He wasn't sure what else he should be doing though.

Dr Clover suddenly switched to a seductive, low voice. "Now, imagine what I could do for you. Would you like these plump, fat breasts wrapped around your shaft, stroking you instead?" 

There was a pause, during which her words crept into George's ears and latched to his brain as he stroked. Feeling her breasts massaging him would be amazing... They looked so soft and so plump...

"Maybe you'd like my lips around your tip? My tongue licking up your slit, tasting your precum?" 

Another pause. He rubbed his tip as she mention her tongue licking up it and felt his inner pleasure spike.

"Or perhaps my hand stroking you fast while you suck on my puffy, brown nipple?"

George didn't even realize he'd sped up his stroking until he started to feel something strange inside. Something like pressure building up...

George moaned "Ah... Doctor, I feel-"

"Like you're about to burst?"

"Yes!"

"Don't stop for a second."

"Unh!" George grunted out loud as he kept stroking rapidly. "Doctor... Keep talking..."

Dr Clover instantly turned back to the low, seductive voice. "Imagine my plump lips wrapped around your shaft, sucking you deeply, my tongue circling the head rapidly as I massage your lower half with my soft, smooth hand-"

As he stroked, a surge of bliss shot through George, originating from his penis. He cried out loud in answer "Ah! Aaaaaaahhhh..." He felt his shaft pulse four times and white ropes of semen shot forwards, all landing on the floor as Dr Clover had stepped to the side.

"Very good, George. The erection should go down shortly." Dr Clover told him warmly, grabbing a tissue. "Now, to stop the pain happening again, you'll need to start masturbating regularly. Once every two days should do it."

"Okay Doctor... But it might be a bit difficult. The only PC at home is in the living room, so I can't use it..."

"Do your parents check your phone?" Dr Clover wiped the semen from the floor in three swift strokes and put the tissue in the bin.

"No." George could already see where this was going.

"Take a couple of pictures then. Don't get my face, though." Dr Clover unzipped her skirt, placed a leg on her chair and put her arms behind her head. The action seemed to lift her breasts upwards, making them protrude more.

George pulled his chords and boxers back up and took his phone. Ignoring the message from his father about buying some more milk and bacon, he opened his camera and took photos: one of her plump, full breasts. She lifted up her skirt at the front and he took one of her black thong. Then he took a portrait of everything below her neck. He made sure to save all of them into a new folder, separate from his other images.

"Now, I have other patients to attend to. I hope you learned something important today, George." Dr Clover began to redress, smiling.

George exited the room with a stupid grin etched on his face. He felt as if a huge sandbox full of toys had opened. He made a silent vow to start studying more about sex and sexuality in the local library. He had a lot of things to catch up on. Maybe he should start now...