Dr. Whitney Gets Off

"Good afternoon, Dave, nice to see you again," I said, just glancing up from my clipboard. "You remember Nurse Ashley?" I looked in her direction.

"Yes, good afternoon, Dr. Whitney. Hi Nurse Ashley."

He's so polite. He has no idea what Ashley and I are going to do to him. This is going to be a fun exam. Well, fun for Ashley and me.

"Go ahead and change into the exam gown. Nurse Ashley and I will be back in a few minutes." We left him alone to strip.

Dave originally visited me a few weeks ago with a testicular torsion. I was easily able to manipulate his testicle and fix the torsion, and since then, I've been running needless tests on him. He keeps coming back for more, he's either insanely gullible or he likes getting his balls busted. Either answer is fine with me, I just want to fuck with his man parts.

"I guess it's been long enough, let's go have some fun," I said to Ashley. We knocked at the door, and Dave let us in.

"What's this?" Dave asked, looking at the device on the exam table. It's something like a wedge shaped pillow, with stirrups at the base.

"We'll be using this for today's exam, it's to help make you more comfortable."

"Oh, okay."

Sucker.

"Climb up on the table over the device, on your hands and knees."

Dave turned and climbed over the device. He lowered himself onto it. I took his ankles and guided them through the stirrups. He was bent over, his balls and ass exposed and unprotected. He had to feel vulnerable. He was.

"What are we going to do?" he asked nervously.

"Relax, you'll be fine. Just a little discomfort." As I spoke, Ashley snapped her latex gloves on. Dave looked back anxiously, and I had to stifle a laugh. Ashley pulled out a jar of lube and dipped her fingers in it, then she fingered Dave's rectum. She pushed the tip of her finger in. Dave squirmed, then she pushed in deep.

"Ohhhh," Dave groaned. Ashley moved her finger in and out, massaging Dave's prostate. I snapped on my gloves and put some lube on my hands, then I worked the lube over Dave's cock and balls. Dave moaned quietly, lost in the surprising pleasure of the experience. I ran my hand along the underside of his erection, then to his testicles. I squeezed them gently, massaging them in my fingers.

"This might hurt a little, Dave," I said. Then I squashed his balls in my fingers. Ball meat squeezed out between my fingers as I dug into them. Dave gasped for air. I squeezed for a few seconds, then eased up and let Dave catch his breath. I ran my fingers gently up and down his cock, then cupped and squeezed his balls. Back and forth, incredible pain followed by intense pleasure. All the while, Ashley continued to massage his prostate and push deep into him with her finger.

I glanced over at Ashley, she was getting hot watching this. She looked back at me and smiled, then she put her free hand into my panties. Her finger found my clit, and she rubbed it gently.

"Ohhhh," I moaned in surprise.

Dave moaned quietly as I continued squeezing his cock and balls. I did too, almost silently, but still obvious. He had to know something strange was happening behind him. My juices soon covered Ashley's finger, and it slipped and glided along my pussy. Fuck, I'm so hot. I found myself squeezing Dave's balls harder and longer. I couldn't seem to control myself. I wanted to own Dave's balls. I felt so powerful. This man bent over in front of me. Fuck Ashley, that feels so good. So fucking good. So ...

"OH FUCK!" I moaned loudly as I suddenly began to orgasm. I grabbed Dave's cock and started stroking him. I wanted him to cum with me. "OH FUCK YES!" Another wave of orgasm, this time I wasn't the only one. Dave's cock throbbed in my hand as he shot a rope of cum onto the exam table.

"OOOOOOH!" he cried out in a guttural cry, like an animal. Our moans blended together in the small exam room. Ashley continued to finger me until I pulled away. I was done. I looked over at Dave's softening cock. His balls hung there, begging for me to abuse them more. I did.

"UNNNNH," Dave groaned as I sank my fingers into his balls one last time. His cock dribbled cum onto the exam table until I finally released him. Ashley pulled her finger out of him and tossed away her gloves. Dave lay on top of the exam table in a daze. I helped him off the table, and he stood in front of Ashley and me in his gown, open at the back.

"Did you ... orgasm?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I thought I heard you ... moaning."

I glanced over at Ashley, "Did you hear anything?"

"No, nothing."

"Interesting."

I took my clipboard in my hand and made a fake note, then I looked up at Dave. "We could continue with testing next week, if you want."

"Uh, okay."

"Make an appointment on your way out," I said, and then turned to leave. Ashley followed me out to the hallway, and we closed the door behind us.

"You owe me an orgasm," she said.

"Let's go." I grabbed her hand and took her down to an empty exam room, and I gave her one.