You consent to Dinah Lewis inspecting your prostate.

"But as long as we're here, may I check your prostate, Scott?" Miz Lewis says. Widley's sex clinic nurse touches the center of your butthole with the pad of her gloved, lubricated finger.

You swallow and nod. "Y-yes, ma'am," you say. You're bent forward, facing away from the nurse.

"Thank you," Dinah says in her low, honey-toned voice. "Now push out at me a little like you're on the pot."

You follow her directions and bear down. There's a pressure and some sliding and her finger is inside.

"There," she says.

You feel pressure in a place where you aren't used to feeling anything. It's uncomfortable like you might need to pee. You feel her finger moving inside as she inspects you.

"Your prostate feels just like a young man's ought to," she says. "Smooth and healthy, not too big. How does that feel to you? Any discomfort?"

"Feels like I need to pee," you say.

"That's normal," she says. "Let me ease on out."

Your penis throbs as her finger slides out of your ring. She discards the soiled glove.

"All right, you can stand up and turn around now, Scott," Nurse Lewis says.

You stand up and turn around to face the nurse, which leaves you looking down at Dinah's deep brown cleavage and your erect, weeping penis.

"You're looking good," she says. That voice. "Before we have you put yourself away, there's one more thing."

"Yes, ma'am?" you say.

"While your prostate isn't likely to be a concern for many years," she says. "A young man like you should examine his testes, the same way a woman should examine her breasts, for lumps or other changes."

You nod.

"Is that something you're already doing for yourself?" she asks.

"Not really," you say.

She nods. "I'll give you a pamphlet. But sometime when your ball sack is soft, like in the shower, you should feel around each one like I did. Get to know what normal and healthy balls feel like."

Like I did. Your penis throbs and swells higher. Her low, sexy voice, heavy breasts, and warm, womanly smell are enchanting.

"Now I'll want to talk with you and Ellen together in a little bit," Dinah says. "If you feel like your erection might be distracting, there's lotion and tissues there." She points to a side counter. "Feel completely free to take care of yourself."

That voice. Your penis bucks and swells. Your balls tingle. "Miz Lewis, I..." you start. "Ohhhh," you groan. You shoot your load across the top of Dinah's nursing blouse and deep brown cleavage.

Nurse Lewis cups your balls with her still-gloved hand. "There, Scott, that's all right," she says. "I thought you might." She gives your balls a gentle squeeze. "Good boy. Good boy." She wipes up your penis so you don't drip on the floor.

"I'm so sorry ma'am, I..." you sputter. She's wearing a thick "pearl necklace" of your seed across the top of her breasts. Her blouse is wet round the collar.

Miz Lewis smiles up at you and shakes her head. "Nothing to be ashamed of, young man," she says. "I'm rather flattered, to be honest. Now, Scott, come out when you're ready, and we can talk together with Ellen. I have every expectation you'll have a fine time together. I'll go clean myself up now."

Nurse Lewis leaves you alone, still carrying your wet load across her chest.