Diagnosing James

In the event James didn't have to wait much longer, though it still felt like forever. Clearly though, Dr Khatri had decided that having a six foot tall naked man in her waiting room was going to cause all sorts of controversy and that his appointment needed to be expedited.

"I'll see you now, Mr MacDougall"

James looked up from the magazine he was pretending to read and tried to instead read the Doctor's expression. While she was trying to look and sound as neutral and professional as possible it was clear Dr Khatri was both outraged and embarrassed by his presence. He smiled weakly and couldn't help but notice the Doctors eyes glancing curiously and fleetingly down at his dick as he stood up. Ignoring the glares of his fellow patients at his nudity based queue jumping, James made his way through to Dr Khatri's office.

"Take a seat, please"

The Doctor gestured for James to take a seat opposite the desk she went to sit behind. It was placed far enough back that his body was on full display. He sat down and cupped his hands over his genitals, almost out of politeness as Dr Kharti took her place opposite him.

"Now, why have you come here, like this?" Dr Khatri asked in a formal tone.

"I need some Viagra" James tried to sound as assertive as he could but felt his face reddening and he was starting to sweat a little.

Dr Khatri glared at him.

"Did somebody put you up to this?"

"No, please just prescribe me some and I'll be gone, you can get on with your day."

"I'm sorry, I won't be doing that" Dr Khatri replied firmly "Apart from anything else I can see you are functioning perfectly well in that regard"

James followed the Doctor's eyes downward and was aghast to see that he had absent-mindedly removed his hands from his lap and there was a very impressive erection on full display. Was something about being naked in the hot doctors office turning him on somehow? He really didn't want it to.

"It's not a joke. I can't really explain" James had only just used his safety phrase on the Receptionist. He knew Rebecca wouldn't take kindly to him using it here too. To his surprise Dr Khatri suddenly seemed a little more sympathetic.

"I'm sure you are very confused by all of this, aren't you James?"

James nodded sadly .

"These sort of compulsions of yours may actually be a sexual disorder" the doctor explained "I need to speak to you about this in more detail to determine what help you need,"

"No, it's fine, I'll just go!" James decided, really not wanting to have that conversation.

"It's either that or I call the police" Dr Khatri threatened.