Dr. Whitney And The Milking Machine

"What can I help you with, Pete?" I asked the patient sitting in front of me in my exam room.

"I'm having a sexual problem, it's embarrassing."

"I understand, you can relax. I deal with all kinds of issues in my practice. I've heard it all before."

"Um ... okay. Well, I got struck in the testicles, and now I can't get an erection or have an orgasm."

"How long ago did this happen?"

"It's been about two weeks."

"I'll need to take a look, get up on the exam table." I guided Pete up onto the table, then I guided his legs into the stirrups on either side. His gown opened, and his cock and balls were exposed. I love this part, they feel restrained, they're embarrassed, and I have complete control over them.

"Did you experience any swelling?" I asked as I took a testicle in each hand. I gently held them with my fingertips, just the slightest pressure.

"No, not really. But they hurt for a couple of days."

"And how were your testicles struck?"

"My ex kicked me."

"Oh, I see."

I ran my fingers over his balls, his cock was still completely soft. I took his cock in my hand and gently squeezed it. No reaction.

"You haven't had an erection since?"

"No, and I'm getting really frustrated."

I looked at his cock, unsure what to do exactly. I could attempt more stimulation, or possibly some visual stimulation, but he is completely unresponsive at this point. I weighed my options and decided to go all in.

"We're going to try something. I need to get my nurse and some equipment." I put a towel over his exposed cock and balls and went to find Ashley.

"I've got a fun one, a guy who can't cum or get erections. I thought we might hook him up to the milking machine."

"Oh, sounds like fun. What can I do to help?"

"If you don't mind, I would like you to provide some visual stimulation. Show him the girls, maybe even get naked for him."

"You know how I love showing off, let's do this."

We gathered up the machine, some lube, and a few towels and took them into the exam room. Pete was still lying on his back in the stirrups.

"Pete, this is Nurse Ashley, she's going to help us."

"Hi, Ashley."

"Hi Pete."

Ashley set up the milking machine. I pulled the towel off Pete's cock and balls. I squirted lube all over both and rubbed it in with my hands. I'm so used to men getting erections with this treatment, it felt strange to have a limp cock in my hand.

"The machine is ready," Ashley said. She turned it on and handed me the milker. The machine sucks in a rhythm, it was set to slow. It sucked for about a second, then let off the pressure for about the same. We can increase or decrease the frequency as needed. I lay Pete's cock on his stomach and slowly lowered the machine onto the head of his cock. It sucked it, then released. A little more on the next suction, then more and more. Soon, his entire cock was inside the machine.

"How does that feel, Pete?" I asked.

"Good, but I think I'm still soft."

"Yes, I agree. We have a few more things to try." I turned to Ashley, and she began undressing. Slowly and seductively. Pete watched her closely as she unbuttoned her blouse, then pulled it off. I helped her unhook her bra, and she freed her beautiful breasts. Next came the shoes and the skirt, and finally she pulled off her panties. Pete's eyes were wide as he took in Ashley's fit, toned body. I felt my pussy getting wet. Ashley is hot as fuck.

I glanced over at Pete's cock, which was being sucked in and out of the milking machine. I think it might have been getting hard. Not full on, but definitely not limp either.

"Nurse, if it's okay, can he feel you up?"

Ashley nodded yes and stepped over so Pete could reach her breasts. He quickly cupped one and gently squeezed it. He went from one breast to the other, feeling and squeezing them. I checked his cock again, still semi-erect. Ashley took Pete's hand and guided it between her legs. She spread them and let Pete run his fingers along her pussy. Her wet pussy.

"Ohhh," Ashley moaned as Pete fingered her. Fuck! I wanted to finger her. She was enjoying this too much for my liking. I shouldn't be jealous. I set this up, but damn.

The two of them went at it, but we weren't getting anywhere. Well, Ashley was getting somewhere, I think she was about to have an orgasm, but Pete was still just semi-erect. I looked at his balls, I reached for them, and gently squeezed them. Pete moaned quietly. I had an idea.

I took the milking machine off his cock, and I held it next to his lower hanging ball. The machine sucked his ball in.

"OHH!" Pete moaned. I took his cock in my free hand and squeezed it. The machine sucked his ball in and out. Pete moaned each time, he was loving this. I moved the machine over next to his other ball and got the same reaction. I squeezed his cock and slowly stroked it as his ball sucked in and out of the milking machine. His cock was getting hard in my hand, but I didn't see any signs that he was going to orgasm. Ashley, on the other hand, might any second.

I decided to put the milking machine back on Pete's cock. Now that Pete had an erection, the machine moved up and down his stiff cock. It had to feel good. What would push him over the top? I wasn't sure, but then I thought, what would be the most fun for me? Yes, of course, I'll squeeze his balls.

As that thought crossed my mind, Ashley began to orgasm. "OHHH YES!" she cried out. She moved her hips on Dave's hand, and his fingers worked over her swollen clit. Her juices soon covered his fingers. Fuck, she's so hot. How could he not cum. I reached for his balls, and I squeezed them.

"OHHH!" Pete moaned. "OHHHH FUCK!" I pushed my fingers deep into the meat of his balls. My pussy was so wet, I felt like I might orgasm. Pete beat me to it. "OOHHHH FUCK YES!" His cock nearly jumped out of the milking machine. It throbbed in the machine as it sucked the cum from him. He moaned and squirmed as the machine took every drop. I watched jealously as Ashley and Pete orgasmed. Ashley reached over and put her hand under my skirt. She knew. She knew what I wanted, what I needed. She fingered my pussy so gently, then pushed on my clit until I couldn't stand it.

"FUCK!" I moaned loudly. It was overwhelming, a wave of orgasm just crushed me. "FUCK YES!" I looked at Pete's cock, still getting milked. Pete stared at Ashley's young and fit body, and at Ashley's hand reaching under my skirt. Another wave, and then another. I lost track of time. I was just one big orgasm.

"Doctor?" Pete croaked, breaking me from my reverie.

"Uh ... yes?" I moaned.

"Make it stop... please."

I looked over, and he was still being milked. Poor guy. I turned the machine off, and his cock slid out. It dribbled a final few drops of cum onto his stomach. Ashley pulled her hand out of my panties, and Pete let go of Ashley's pussy. What a bunch of perverts.

"Okay, I guess we know that you can still orgasm."

"Yes, but what if I need another treatment?"

"Just call and make an appointment."

I knew he would be back.