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NOTE: this story contains non-consent/reluctance, anal and gay male parts. if you don't like these type of contents, this story probably isn't for you.
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My head still felt foggy and cloudy and my entire body felt numb. And I could also still feel that a small tear was running down my cheek. I just had the most intense orgasm of my entire life, but I also felt overwhelmed and violated -- but in a damn arousing kind of way. And I tried to catch a clear thought and think back to how I fucking got here...
My name is Tobey. I'm 19 years old. I started dating Stephanie about 5 months ago. She's 20 and almost two years older than me. She is amazingly hot and for the first couple of weeks, I couldn't grasp the fact that she actually wanted to date me. One day she came into the store that I'm working at part time. She needed help with her computer and I pretty much saved the day, by restoring some of her deleted files for her. I'm kind of a geek. I really enjoy working with computers and the fact that I could help a hot girl like that, made it feel even better. Well, long story short, she came back a couple of days later with another problem, which seemed a bit made up, to be honest. And soon after that, we ended up in her bed. She thanked me for helping her, by fucking my brains out. Like I said... Steph is about a year older than me, but experience-wise we couldn't be more different. Steph is the first girl I ever dated and the first girl I ever had sex with. Like I said... I'm kind of a geek and until that point, computers were all I played with...
And right from the beginning, it became obvious, that Steph was way more experienced than I was. And not only that... but she was very open... very, very open about sex. She talked a lot about it and told me a lot of stuff... what she liked, what she had already tried, what she wanted to try... It was kind of overwhelming. It was a lot of fun, don't get me wrong... but for a kid like me... very overwhelming as well.
Her sexual appetite was almost too much for me to handle and catch up with. I guess the range of things that aroused her, didn't even have a limit.
And then... two things happened which basically led to where we are right now: 1) not only did she tell me some of her fantasies, and talked about sex all the time... but of course that led to her wanting to get to know my deepest fantasies as well. I didn't really know what to tell her. I was a bit shy about all of that stuff. I wasn't as open as she was. I couldn't really talk about my fantasies, like she did. But... at some point... I told her that I'm into doctor-patient-roleplaying-games. Of course that was sort-of true... I had watched doctor-patient related porn before, but I kind of said that, because Steph was studying to become a doctor. So, I knew she would probably like my answer. And 2) I somewhat developed some sort of erectile dysfunction when we were trying to have sex. I don't really know what it was, but Steph wanted to have sex all the time, when we saw each other -- and as soon as we were together. And then... I don't know... my penis wasn't performing. I guess everything was just too overwhelming for me and my penis. Steph was cool with it. She tried a lot of different stuff. She let me watch her masturbating. I ate her pussy a lot. But... it wasn't really the same.
And at some point, she said: "we have to do something about it."
And that's when she came up with the idea to break into her boss's doctor's office. Actually breaking in wasn't totally accurate, because Steph was working for him, and she had a key to the office, but we went there after everyone else had already left. It was about 8 in the evening and it was already dark out, when we arrived. I didn't really know what she had in mind, but...
Her idea was: "we can fulfill your doctor's fantasy and maybe I can check your prostate and we can find out what's going on with your penis."
She winked when she said that.
And... well... I wanted to make her happy... I didn't want her to leave me... and to be honest... it did sound arousing. So I agreed.
And to get a little bit of perspective... she put a finger into my butt during the second time we had sex. She only pushed it slightly in, but I somewhat knew what to expect. And she knew that I didn't totally freak out when she did that.
Still... I was excited and nervous when we arrived there.
As soon as she opened the front door and we went into a tiny corridor, she turned around and locked the door behind us. Then we slowly walked past the reception and a waiting room and then we went into the examination room. Steph turned on the lights and then closed the door behind us.
I quickly looked around the room. There was a table with two chairs on the left and then a couple of shelves which went pretty much went all the way through three sides of the walls. In the middle of the room there was a huge examination table. A tiny stool on wheels stood besides it. There was a lot of other medical stuff as well: rollable shelves, rollable E.R. lights, and lots more. Everything was decorated in a common white tone.
It was all very overwhelming.
I turned around and looked at Steph. She had a grin on her face. I guess she saw right away that I looked nervous.
"Well...," she said and turned around. She reached towards the door and grabbed a white coat which was hanging there. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a shirt and now she put on the white doctor's coat.
Suddenly the grin on her face was gone. She had a very professional and strict look on her face. And then she said: "Well, let's get started Mister Harrison."
She walked through the room and walked towards a white rollable divider. Then she opened a door to a tiny white cupboard and took something out. She turned around and looked at me. Suddenly the wicked grin was back.
"Alright, Mister Harrison. Please remove all of your clothes and put that on..."
Steph handed me a light-green, turquoise patient shirt. Then she adjusted the rollable divider.
"You can undress behind that curtain, Mister Harrison."
I looked at the divider. I didn't really know what she was doing. Obviously she had already seen me naked, but I guess, she wanted to make the experience authentic for me.
Steph winked at me.
So, I grabbed the patient shirt and slowly walked behind the divider and started undressing myself. There was a tiny chair there, where I put my clothes on. When I finally took my boxers off, I felt a bit strange. Of course, I was excited, but I was also a bit nervous.
As soon I was completely naked, I put the patient shirt on.
I looked down at myself and then I slowly walked back out.
I felt weird. The shirt fell down to my knees, but it was open in the back. So, I felt the fresh air on my naked butt.
When I walked around the divider, I saw that Steph was sitting on the tiny rollable stool, next to the examination bed. I stopped and looked at her. She grinned for a second and then she stood up.
"Lay down on the bed," she ordered.
I hesitated. I looked at the bed and then at her.
"Come on," she said and walked towards the foot of the bed.
So, I slowly started walking towards the side of the bed. I was moving in slow motion. I was nervous. I didn't know what to expect. But, then I sat down on the edge of the bed. The bed felt hard and soft at the same time.
"Lay down," Steph ordered.
So, I obeyed. I lay down on my back.
"Move further down," Steph said.
And then I heard a metallic noise. I lifted my head and looked towards the foot of the bed. I saw that Stephanie had grabbed a padded metallic footrest. I watched her as she slid the foot rest into the bed and rotated it to the side. Then she turned around and grabbed a second footrest. Again, she turned around and slid it into the bed.
I got more and more nervous.
"Slide further down, please. And put your leg up here..."
I looked at the ceiling and slid further down. And then I felt that Steph softly grabbed my leg. I felt her fingers on my right calf. She lifted my leg up and placed it on the footrest. Oh boy.
I could tell that Stephanie was walking towards my left leg. And a second later I felt her grip on my calf again.
"Lift," she ordered.
So, I obeyed.
Stephanie placed my left leg onto the left footrest.
I was now laying there... on my back... with my legs spread apart and my feet up on the footrests. My legs were basically bent upwards at my hip and then they were bent at my knees in an 90 degree angle.
I felt so damn weird. I had never been in that position before. Even though the patient shirt was covering my private area, I have never felt so exposed before. I guess women experience that all the time, when they go to the OB-GYN, but for me... it felt very weird.
I got more and more nervous.
And then Stephanie walked around the table and sat down next to me on the tiny rollable stool.
"Alright, Mister Harrison..."
I turned my head and looked at her.
I guess she wanted to talk to me... to make me feel comfortable, but also to stay in character.
"Let's start the procedure," she softly said.
I got nervous. But... suddenly... it sounded like I heard a bit of a noise coming from the outside of the room. And half a second later, the door to the patient room got loudly opened. Oh fuck.
A middle-aged man came in and stopped right at the door.
"What the hell is going on here...," he screamed.
Stephanie jumped up from the tiny stool and I tried to jump off the bed. I was so completely startled, that I had trouble to get my legs out of the stirrups. I almost fell of the bed.
I stumbled and the metallic stirrups banged loudly together, but finally Stephanie and I stood next to each other and stared at the man.
"What the fuck, Steph? What is this?"
I looked at Stephanie.
She slowly took a step forward.
"I'm sorry Bill, I uhm..."
