Inexperienced Henry (M19) has a different kind of nurse (F34) checkup! Part 2!

“Don’t worry. It will not hurt. I’ll just take a brief look at it.” She hums, her fingers peeling at the hem of his dark underwear. Henry’s chest rises high and falls hard. 

She pulls down his boxers, the taught fabric gladly slipping away from the large tent pressing against them. As they melt down Henry’s hot skin, the nurse allows her allured eyes to roam. Only a peak, the nurse hums to herself. Only a peak, for now. 

Henry was around 6.2 inches in length. A impressive length for a young man. The thickness was the nurse’s sole focus, Henry’s member seeming to hang heavy against his thigh. Heavy with what, the nurse dared to find out. The nurse observed he was also  freshly shaven, tiny speckles of fair hair covering his crotch. The tip of Henry’s cock could be described as mushroom shaped, and was a similar hue to the hot flush dispersed against her cheeks. The material had not been pulled down enough for the nurse to gaze upon his balls, much to the nurse’s disappointment. Good job she liked surprises. 

In this moment, her eyes were blessed with a sight no woman had seen before. Oh Henry, she mused. How your worries and troubles were unnecessary… The overall beauty of this moment was not the physical appearance of Henry’s member, but how her azure, seductive eyes were the first to see his cock. Her diaphanous, well-manicured hands the first to touch it. And her lips. Her rosebud- shaped lips with a ruby tint would be the first to taste him. This was the wish they both shared mutually. 

“So where is the soreness? The shaft, the glans?” The nurse inquires, smoothing an escaped hair behind her ear. Henry stood stationary, muscles tensed and strong. Tingles spread slowly underneath his skin as he felt the eyes of a woman , a beautiful woman, glance over him. He lets his eyes glance down towards the nurse, starstruck from the sight of her glowing face parallel with his crotch. 

“The t-tip, yes.” Henry nods, running his hands down his sides to his upper thighs. His hand knocks gently against the nurse’s, and the two share a lasting gaze. 

“I see. May I… pull your foreskin back?” The nurse speaks, her words seeming to effortlessly flow from her lips. Henry’s eyes absorb back to the wall in front of him, unable to keep his eyes on the woman positioned below him. We all knew how that endeavour would enfold if he laid his sight on her for any longer. Henry slowly nods, given her the permission to examine him. As the nurse carefully explores, she holds the base of Henry’s cock in her hand gently, while the other uses finger tips to pull back the fair foreskin skin. It effortlessly rolls away, exposing Henry’s tip. He stifles the small whimper threatening to escape his lips, simply by rubbing his mouth firmly. His toes curl in his socks, while the length of him which was placed in the nurse’s gloved-hand stiffens. Henry felt a pressure building from her soft hands holding it. No more was his cock hanging in her hand, but now it was pointing directly towards the nurse. Towards her lips. It was visible with her wide eyes how he was quickly gaining size, but the nurse didn’t seem to be bothered by it. Not bothered at all.

“Everything is perfect.” The nurse divulges, eyes springing back onto Henry’s face. Her fingertips now caress over Henry’s tip itself. The most sensitive area, Henry could not manage to keep still during this part of the examination.

“I don’t see anything wrong here. If you get any cuts or the skin gets irritated from masturbating a bit too hard, come and tell me. I would not want to think you were in pain without any form of… relief. I can give you some cream if that’s the case.” Once finished with her words, the nurse’s lips press together, popping back out slowly as a seductive smile creeps onto her cheeks. She found lots of attraction to Henry’s shy and innocent demure. 

“O-okay, thank you.” Henry blushes, standing half -naked and slightly aroused in front of the nurse. He watches eagerly has the nurse slips her latex gloves off, the tight fit pulling against her finger reminding Henry of something familiar.

“Did you say that you think it doesn’t work correctly? Are you having difficulties getting erect?” The nurse suddenly remembers, slipping the gloves into her nurses coat. Moving over to her desk, she squirts a few dots of hand cream into her palm, smoothing the silly cream against her fingers. Her final comment about failing to be erect made Henry chuckle, considering his current state. He sinks down against his chair, his cock still standing at a slight angle. The nurse returns to his side, her eyes roaming over his lean body in a subtle motion.

“It’s… It is not that. I think the way…I ejaculate is not normal.” Henry’s mind slips to the previous night. Slumped in bed, aggressively stroking his cock to some video. The video he could not remember. It did not seem to matter now there was a gorgeous woman stood before his very eyes, who encaptured every drop of his attention.   As he reached his inevitable climax that night, he noticed a thin trickle of his orgasm down his length. He never wondered if it was normal, until now. 

‘’Really? Why so?’’ The nurse’s caring, but professional demure quickly sparked upon hearing another problem. Her heart sung at the fact that Henry saw a haven in her, a place where he could share worry after worry, without the fear of judgement. She prided herself on her ability to investigate injuries/problems brought to her by her students, combined with her tender nature and never-ending support.

‘’I-I feel like it’s weak.’’ Henry mumbles, feeling the stiffness of his cock lessen. He felt himself gradually becoming needy for her adept touch. 

‘’Hmm. There is one thing that could explain that and the soreness, but I do not have any way to test it here.’’ Rubbing her fair cheeks in thought, the nurse ponders on a test which Henry could complete. A simple test, which would deduce any hidden medical issues. A test involving small bursts of pleasure for Henry, especially.

She thinks for a while, stirring some unsettlement in Henry. What was she going to make me do, he frets. Although, if the thought of a mysterious test disturbed him so much, why did he feel his cock stiffen at the mere thought of the nurse’s touch on his skin once again?

‘’Umm. What kind of test?’’

‘’A test where I am required to take a sample of your semen. Only a small sample. Around 3-4 millilitres.

Silence sneaks into the room, the only audible noise being Henry’s heart beating against his seated ribs. His eyes flick from the floor to the nurse, the nurse to the floor. Until finally…

‘’ I will do it. I am quite worried if something is wrong.’’ Upon his approval, the nurse takes a small, scaled plastic cup alongside a lid from her draw, slipping it through her fingers to remove the crinkly film surrounding it. She cogitates whether Henry’s fear of a medical issue was the only reason he seemed reluctant to do it. 

‘’ So…3 millilitres of semen is enough, but do not worry if there is a smaller or higher amount. We have all the time in the world to worry about those issues. And I must say… I need to be present while you complete the test. To check you are doing things correctly!’’ The last sentence was projected quickly by the nurse, in hopes to not reveal her presence throughout the test being for her own pleasure and enjoyment. Henry presses his bare skin against the cushion behind him, sinking against it. His mind felt full of worry, but he could not seem to shake his overriding glee in this moment. His face glowed with a curious excitement and his hands twitched against his thighs, eager to be wrapped around his cock. Henry nods to the soft flow of her words leaving her lips. He only wished that the nurse would push him down against the couch, pleasure him skilfully with her own hands and help him take the test. How her skirt would ride up her rampant thighs, revealing her underwear which Henry so desperately wanted to see. To touch. To smell. To remove. His young mind was slowly being seized by these naughty thoughts, to a point where he would have to beg the nurse to touch him. She would not want a needy, inexperienced young man, he thinks. 

Little did Henry know that it was all she wanted. A young man, craving the touch of a dominant, seductive woman such as herself. A young man who would not be able to shake the mere thought of her from his mind and crave her touch more from the moment she lays a hand on him. 

Seeing how mute he was, the nurse reassures Henry some more.

‘’ Feel free to relieve yourself in any way you would like. I am sorry that the room is a bit… bland. But you are a healthy young man, I am sure you can do it!’’ She kindly encourages, moving over to her desk chair and taking a seat. Her eyes glide easily over his silhouette underneath the bright light. Henry flicks his gaze to her, and the nurse holds it. Holding it tightly, she did not plan to let go.

‘’Please, Henry. Take your time.’’

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(Thank you for reading, everyone! I really hope you enjoy part 2 as much as you did Part 1! I will be releasing Part 3 as early as today, if enough people enjoy this part of the story. Part 3 will be the final part. The part that most people will be waiting for! I absolutely love the slow-build up to stories, but my future stories can be definitely made quicker for those who enjoy that! Thank you for reading!)

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