A Memorable Urologist Visit

John, a young man in his 20s, entered the doctor's office with mixed feelings. It was his first visit to a urologist and he felt a little nervous and unsure. He had recently experienced some discomfort in his genital area and hoped that the doctor would be able to help him. What he didn't expect, however, was to meet Lisa, an attractive and experienced nurse who would change his life in unexpected ways.

As he entered the surgery, he was greeted by smiles and the gentle voice of the receptionist.

"You may go to the waiting room first, young man," Tamara told to him.

John nodded gratefully and took a seat in the waiting room. He nervously leafed through a magazine without really reading anything. After a few minutes, the door opened and a young woman in a nurse's uniform entered.

"John?" she called out in a melodic voice.

He got up and followed her into the treatment room. There she introduced herself as Lisa and asked him to take a seat on the couch.

"Don't worry, I'll just do a few preliminary examinations before the doctor arrives," she explained with a smile.

John felt his heart pounding like a drumbeat in his chest as Lisa came closer and fixed him with her scrutinizing eyes. "Please take off your shirt for the examination, I want to take your heart rate and blood pressure," she explained, her voice a soft murmur in the tense air.

John nodded nervously and sat down on the cold examination table. When Lisa pulled the stethoscope out of her lab coat pocket, a wave of tension shot through his body.

He swallowed hard, his fingers trembling slightly as he undid the buttons on his shirt. The cold metal of the stethoscope touched his chest and he flinched violently, as if he had been hit by an electric shock."Take it easy," she purred soothingly, her voice a soothing flow, "One deep breath in... and out."

John forced himself to follow her instructions, his breathing irregular. Lisa worked with precision, while he fought against the tide of his own nervousness.

"Are you all right?" she asked with an encouraging smile that made her eyes light up. "Someone seems pretty nervous," Lisa grinned, and her words hit him like a lightning bolt.

John felt his cheeks burn, hot as fire. "Yeah, a bit," he admitted, his voice barely more than a whisper."It's my first visit to the urologist."

Lisa smiled sympathetically, her aura reassuring and confident. "That's quite normal.Many men are nervous on their first visit.But don't worry, we'll be gentle."

She put the stethoscope aside and reached for the blood pressure cuff, her movements calm and determined. As she placed it around John's upper arm, she spoke soothingly to him, her words a gentle melody in the tense silence.

"Now we're at the next part of the preparation. For the examination, you need to undress now and put this garment on." She reached into a drawer and looked briefly at John "What size do you normally wear? M right?"

John nodded "Yeah, I think so. " Lisa took out a jockstrap in size S and handed it to John. She pointed to a screen in the corner of the room. "You can change there. I'll wait here until you're ready."

With trembling hands, John took the skimpy garment. He went behind the screen and began to undress while a thousand thoughts flashed through his mind. The jockstrap was much smaller than he had expected.

When he put it on, he realized that it was quite tight and barely covered anything. The straps that stretched across his bottom gave him an unkown exciting feeling and to top it all off, he felt his penis stiffen.He first tried to hide it but the excitement got even worse and the pouch of the jockstrap was now pointing vertically upwards.

With a bright red head, John stepped out from behind the screen.

"Oh..., you seem to like your new garment," Lisa remarked with a mischievous smile when she noticed John's arousal.

John tried to hide his embarrassment, but it was impossible. The tight jockstrap gave him no chance to calm. "I'm... I'm sorry," he stammered, "I don't know why..."

Lisa put her hand on his arm reassuringly. "Don't worry, it's a completely natural reaction. Many young men react like this during their first examination. Please stand here," she said to him.

As he stood in the middle of the room, the door to the treatment room opened and an older assistant lady looked in. "Hey, Lisa, could you please help me in room 3 for a moment?"

She looked briefly at John and examined him and his erection, which made her smile. "Sure, I'll be there in a minute," she said to her.

Lisa turned to John.

"I'll be right back. Please stand just as your are and don't move, okay?" She gave him an encouraging wink and then left the room.

John stood rooted to the spot in the middle of the room, his heart racing. He felt extremely exposed in the skimpy jockstrap, which clearly showed off his arousal and revealed his bottom.

Lisa and Iris, her colleague, went into room 3. Lisa helped her to check the drawers, whereupon Iris grinned at her "Well, you've found something nice to play with, my dear. Did you give him such little supporter on purpose?"

Lisa smiled mischievously. "Maybe... I couldn't resist teasing him a little", she admited.

Iris laughed with experience: "Then at least you can see what you're dealing with."

Both women laughed heartily.

"The straps across the buttocks always seem to have a special effect on the young men" Lisa told. Iris grinned mischievously.

"Well then, don't keep our little stallion waiting too long."

Lisa laughed and made her way back to the treatment room.

John stood transfixed in the middle of the treatment room while he heard muffled voices and laughter from the next room. His arousal just wouldn't subside, on the contrary - the longer he stood there, the more intense the feeling became. The tight jockstrap rubbed against his most sensitive areas with every little movement and a damp spot formed in the fabric of the jockstrap at the tip of his upward pointing erection.

Suddenly he heard voices and footsteps in the corridor.

Finally the door opened again and Lisa came back.

She looked John up and down and nodded approvingly.

"That's well-behaved, you haven't moved an inch. I like that."Lisa stepped closer to John, her eyes wandering over his body.

"I see your...situation hasn't changed," she remarked with a knowing smile.

John felt a blush creep up his face.

"I'm really sorry," he stammered, "I don't know why I..."

Lisa gently placed a finger on his lips. "

Shh, I told you it's perfectly normal. Nothing to be ashamed of."

She walked around him, her eyes roaming over his body. John flinched when he felt her hand on his back. Lisa slowly slid her hand down John's back until it met the strap of the jockstrap.

"You seem to really like these straps," she murmured with a mischievous smile. "They really accentuate your muscles."

John shuddered under her touch, unable to respond. His arousal throbbed against the tight fabric of the jockstrap.

"Now let's start the actual examination," Lisa said businesslike and stepped in front of him. "I'm going to have to feel your testicles now. This can be a little uncomfortable but it's important for the examination. Are you ready?"

John nodded nervously, unable to speak. Lisa put on latex gloves and knelt down in front of him. She carefully touched trough the fabric of the jockstrap and began to gently feel his testicles.

John bit his lip to stifle a moan. The touch of her hands, so close to his throbbing arousal, made him tremble with pleasure.

"Are you all right?"

Lisa asked gently as her hands continued to carefully examine John's sensitive areas.

John nodded silently, unable to speak. His breathing was becoming faster and shallower. He struggled desperately to maintain control, but her gentle touches brought him to the brink of madness.

Lisa noticed his increasing arousal. "Just relax," she whispered reassuringly. "It'll be over in a minute."

But her words had the opposite effect. John felt the tension building in his body. Just at the moment when he almost couldn't stand it any longer, she let go of him.

"Alright! I'll get Doctor Finsler in for the rest of the examinations, I'll be right back," she said to him gently.

Lisa left the room and John was left alone, trembling with excitement and nervousness. He tried to calm down and take a deep breath, but his body seemed out of control.

After a few minutes, which seemed like an eternity to John, the door opened again. Lisa entered, followed by an attractive middle-aged woman in a white coat.

"Hello John, I'm Doctor Finsler," she introduced herself.

The doctor scrutinized John with a professional look. "Well," she said in a calm voice. "I can see you're doing well. That's perfectly normal for a first examination."

John nodded silently, unable to speak. Dr. Finsler stepped closer and began to examine him. Her touch was matter-of-fact and professional, but to John, every touch was like fire on his skin.

"Lisa, would you please prepare for the ultrasound scan?" the doctor instructed her assistant.

Lisa nodded and began to set up the machine.

"John, for the next examination, please kneel down on the examination table. Please stand on all fours and face the wall. John felt a fresh wave of nervousness wash over him as he complied with Dr. Finsler's instructions.

He positioned himself on all fours, his heart was racing. The coldness of the table sent a shiver down his spine, the jockstrap still clinging to his body, leaving him feeling vulnerable as it exposes his full back to the two woman that are now outside of his view.

The sound of the ultrasound gel being squirted onto a paper towel was like the flick of a switch, his mind racing with what was about to happen next. Lisa's gentle but firm touch as she applied the gel to his lower back, making slow, deliberate strokes, made his breath hitch.

"You need to relax, John. This will be over before you know it," Dr. Finsler's soothing voice floated over him, as she took the gel-covered wand from Lisa.

John's eyes squeezed shut tightly as the doctor's warm hand pressed the wand against his skin, sliding it down the curve of his spine and over the top of his buttocks. He could feel the cool gel spreading and the wand's gentle pressure as it was guided into the crevice between his cheeks.

"This maybe feels a little cold in the beginning," Dr. Finsler warned John as the gel-covered wand touched his anus.

John gritted his teeth, his body tensing up. The gel was cold, but the touch was surprisingly gentle. The doctor began to glide the wand in small circles around the sensitive area, her movements precise and practiced.

"Simply relax your muscles," she instructed calmly, and John tried his best to follow her words, his breath coming in shallow gasps.

As the wand touched him, John felt something he never expected -- pleasure. It was a strange, new sensation that grew with each pass. The doctor's voice remained steady, but he could sense a hint of amusement in her tone.

"It seems like we have quite a responsive patient here," she said to Lisa.

Lisa's voice was close to his ear now. "Just focus on your breathing, John," she whispered, her breath warm and sweet. "In... and out."

The room felt smaller, the air thicker. John's mind swirled with confusion and arousal as the doctor's hand pushed the wand deeper. His muscles quivered and clenched around the foreign object, the sensation was overwhelming. He could feel his cock pulsing, trapped and begging for release inside the pouch of the jockstrap.

"Good, good," Dr. Finsler murmured. "Just stay relaxed, John. We're almost done."

John's breathing grew ragged, his body trembling with the effort of maintaining his position. The wand's movement grew more deliberate, the doctor's touch more focused. "John," Dr. Finsler said, her voice a soft command, "I need you to push out as if you're having a bowel movement."

John felt a strange mix of embarrassment and obedience wash over him as he tried to follow her instructions. The pressure grew, the wand sliding deeper, and he couldn't hold back the low moan that escaped his lips.

"Good," Dr. Finsler said, her voice closer now. "Just a little more."

John's breathing grew erratic, his body responding to the unfamiliar sensation of the wand's intrusion. He felt a sudden pressure build in his abdomen, and with a gasp, he did as he was told. The doctor's hand paused for a moment, and then resumed its steady rhythm.

"Very good," Dr. Finsler said. "We're almost done."

John's body was a tight coil, his muscles strained to the breaking point. Without warning, the wand's movements grew more intense, and with a sudden jolt of pleasure.

He felt his hips buck, and a spurt of warmth shot through his body, the fabric of the jockstrap growing wet as he came. The doctor and Lisa both gasped in surprise, and he heard the smack of a hand slapping against the desk.

"Oh, my!" exclaimed Dr. Finsler, a hint of laughter in her voice. "It seems we've found a particularly sensitive spot."

John's face was scarlet as he tried to process what had just happened. He had never experienced anything like that before. He felt a mix of embarrassment and a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Well, that was unexpected," Dr. Finsler said with a chuckle, her eyes twinkling. "It seems like we've found a way to make your visit more...memorable."