Sam is a 22 year old very healthy male. He is in college, but doesn't party or go out as much as the others his age.
For a month or two leading up to January 16th, Sam started to experience a new condition. His testicles often ached and swelled, that of which could only be relieved by cumming. Sam was never too fond of masturbation, so he often sought the help of other girls his age. After a few weeks of this, the symptoms only worsened to the point where he needed to release his load at least twice per week, otherwise the pain and swelling would become unbearable.
Here is the second unfortunate (or fortunate depending on how you look at it) symptom that arose: even if Sam ejaculated twice per week, the volume of cum was definitely abnormally large. More than any girl could swallow in one mouthful. It got to the point where no girl wanted to make him cum, as they knew what kind of a sticky sweet mess they were in for.
Not only did Sam need to do something about this because of the impact it was having on his school, work, and life, but also because he wanted to make sure that he was still healthy and fertile. Sam began researching doctors in the area who specialized in male sexual health. After some searching and reading reviews, Sam came across Dr. J Fritz of the "Camarillo Institute for Male Reproductive Health." Not only were the reviews overwhelmingly positive in regards to Dr. Fritz, but Sam also felt a bit more comfortable with a male doctor, due to the sensitive and embarrassing nature of his issue. Sam called and made an appointment for January 16th.
Sam was, understandably, quite nervous the day's leading up to the appointment. He wasn't sure if he would be fertile for the rest of his life, and also was worried that the condition would only continue to worsen to a debilitating point. Our story continues on the day of the appointment, as Sam entered the office.
"Hey... I'm here for my appointment with Dr. Fritz..." Sam said to the elderly front desk attendant. Sam's testicles ached, only adding to the awkwardness of the interaction. He hadn't cum in 5 days, as per the instructions given by the same attendant over the phone.
"Go ahead and come with me. I'll have you wait right in this room. Someone will see you in a few minutes" said the attendant, showing Sam to one of the examination rooms.
"Thank you" replied Sam. The exam room looked like almost every other doctor's office he had ever been in, except for a few details. There were two chairs against a wall next to an exam bed, which was already slightly inclined and covered with that medical paper that Sam could only describe as resembling baking parchment paper. There was one swiveling high chair that stood next to a raised desk with a computer and some papers. One difference however, was the inclusion of another bed with leg girdles, and Sam assumed this was the bed used for vaginal exams. Sam's mind quickly raced with the thought of having rough sex with a girl while she was laying in that bed, legs restrained by the girdles. Sam's penis began to throb at the thought of this, making his testicles throb harder with the increased pressure. He then realized that having an erection when Dr. Fritz entered the room would be an embarrassing nightmare, so he did everything within his power to curb the thought. Sam sat down on one of the chairs against the wall and waited patiently.
After about 10 minutes of this, there was a knock at the door. Sam's heart raced with nervousness, then he swallowed his nerves and said "You can come in!" There was a feeling of relief at this moment, as Sam knew this was the first step in getting healed.
As the door opened, Sam saw that it was not Dr. Fritz who came in. It was a girl. Not just any girl, but a beautiful brunette with fair peachy skin and hair tied neatly in a bun. She wore tight teal scrubs (probably a size too small) that showed her every feature. She stood about 5'6, had perky 32D breasts, and was slim and fit. By the looks of her, Sam knew she could not have been too much older than himself. Sam's cock immediately began to rise slightly in his sweatpants as soon as he saw her, as this was literally the exact kind of girl that he would consider to be his "type". On the right side of her top read "Julia" embroidered in cursive. Sam gulped.
"Good morning Mr. Sam!" she said in a sweet, almost sultry tone as she took a few paces into the room, closing the heavy door behind her. As she walked further in towards the chair, Sam caught a slight side-view of her boobs. The scrubs she wore were clearly too tight, but that was totally fine with Sam. Sam thought for a second that he could see the faint outline of her pink nipples pressing against the chest of her scrubs, and he realized she was probably not wearing a bra. Sam's cock almost began to throb.
"Hello..." replied Sam, outwardly a bit nervous. "I'm here to see Dr. Fritz...?" he said in almost a question, but not quite. Sam said that right as Julia turned slightly away from him to adjust the swiveling high chair. She bent ever so slightly over, just enough to raise her scrub top just above her butt. Sam couldn't believe what he was seeing. She had the perfect booty, plump and full but not too much so. Her scrubs hugged each cheek so tight that he could see her butt in its whole form almost as if she were wearing leggings (which was the biggest turn on to Sam). They were so perfectly fitted to her butt in fact, that he could see a clear outline of what she wore under those scrubs: just a thong. Sam absorbed the view for a moment.
Julia turned around and sat down in the swivel-chair. "Dr. Fritz is actually out on sick leave today..." she said in the same soft voice. "Believe it or not, it's actually my first day as a licensed nurse! I have been trained under the supervision of Dr. Fritz for the past few months, and you get to be my first real patient" she said as she smiled. Sam realized she was actually a little nervous as well, which eased his nerves. The only thing that this didn't ease was his penis, which still sat half-erect in his sweatpants.
"Oh okay" replied Sam, smiling back at Julia as he tried to stealthily adjust his half-boner with his hand in his pocket. There was an interesting vibe that filled the room, one of both medical professionalism and also sexual tension as the two looked each other in the eyes.
Julia was able to break the tension by looking down at the clipboard on her lap. "So tell me Sam, what brought you in here today?" She looked back up at him and shot him another slight grin.
Obviously she had his records, and Sam knew that she must've already read why he was here. All of that information was gathered by the desk attendant during that first call. Sam realized that she probably just wanted to hear him say it.
"Well... I'm sure you can imagine, it's a bit of a sensitive topic" Sam paused. When Julia just looked at him with a slightly raised smile, he decided to continue: "... for the past few months, I've experienced what I can only describe as heavy pressure and discomfort in my testicles... and I'm only able to relieve it by... releasing myself..."
"I see..." said Julia in a slightly more serious and professional tone.
"And when I do - cum..." said Sam with a pause. "... it's, kinda a lot. Like, more than I think is normal. I just want to make sure I'm still healthy and I want to see if there is anything I can do to prevent such discomfort." Sam felt another sigh of relief, as he was dreading having to explain his sensitive topic to someone. The words were out, and now the rest was in the doctor's hands.
"Got it. Okay..." she said while clearly trying to hold back a grin. Julia had the cutest beauty mark on her lower cheek that Sam found adorable. "You probably already know, but we're going to have to perform a few checks and tests as long as you're comfortable with it."
"Of course!" replied Sam. "You're the doctor" he said with a bigger smile and a happier tone. "Should I lay on the bed?"
Julia stood back up and put the clipboard on the desk. "No not yet, for this first test you can go ahead and just stand up right there." As she stood up, Sam got another view of her petit yet curvy figure. She turned and walked towards some other cabinets, each of her butt cheeks oscillating up and down with each step, ever so slightly jiggling. This drove Sam crazy. As she approached one of the cabinets under a counter, she opened it and squatted. Her scrub top raised even higher now, to the point where there was now a band of exposed skin above her waist. The best part though, was her red thong straps that peeked out above the top of her bottoms. She shifted and squatted lower, exposing the very top of her booty. Julia must've known Sam was looking.
"... and I assume your name is Julia?" asked Sam as she continued to rummage through the cabinet. Julia grabbed a small cardboard box and a small bottle, stood up, and turned around smiling.
"Yes! I'm Julia" she replied. Sam saw what she had grabbed. It was a box of extra small examination gloves as well as a bottle of water based lubricant.
