The Naughty Nurse

Having a circumcision done isn't the most fun thing in the world. The operation itself was ok but the healing process took a while and certainly takes its toll on you mentally as you slowly watch it heal, unable to do anything sexually for 4-6 weeks, just hoping that everything is going to be ok.

After it healed up, it was quite fun to use for a little bit, the sensations are definitely different, more intense compared to pre-cut but I quickly started to realise that what I had had done wasn't cosmetically that neat and that because a bit too much skin had been left, also made things very sensitive from a, lets say, stamina point of view.

A lower cut is apparently better, both cosmetically and sensitivity wise, which wasn't what I had now so I decided to have a revision to make it lower and neater. A trip to London to see the best in the UK and a few weeks later, cosmetically the results are very pleasing to look at and I was able to start using it again by myself but the sensitivity issue remained. I was hoping the revision would have solved this issue but figured I should probably get this checked out so I made an appointment at a clinic to get everything checked over.

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"Hi there, is it Jack?" says what on first glance appears to be the world's hottest nurse.

She is fairly short in comparison to myself but got a pair of heels on that adds to her height, medium length brown hair and looks seriously cute in her white medical dress that really highlights her perfect, petite figure. Exactly the kind of person you would pick to discuss embarrassing penis problems with...

"It is, yes," I respond, walking towards the room she is motioning me towards.

"That's great, I'm Millie and I'll be your nurse today. Pop in and take a seat on the bed for me," She says to me, guiding me over with her hand on the small of my back

I wander in and hop up on the edge of the bed whilst she closes the door and then comes back and sits down on her chair in front of me, legs together but at a slight angle that I can't help but focus my attention on, the heels really highlighting her toned legs. My eyes move from her feet up her calves to her thighs before I snap out of it as she starts to talk.

"So, looking on the notes for your appointment, it says here you're looking for some advice for a circumcision that you've had recently?" she asks me, looking at me in a slightly quizzicle fashion to determine the reason for my visit.

"I am, yes," I respond. "I was circumcised about 8 weeks ago now and was just after some reassurance that everything has healed up ok and to ask some advice about some, erm, sensitivity issues shall we say," I inform her, looking a little nervous.

"I see. Most people are normally circumcised at a younger age so I'm making the assumption it was medically necessary?" she enquires, making notes as she does.

"It was yes, I had a bit of a phimosis going on," I explain.

"That's no problem," she reassures me. "It's certainly something we can check out for you here today. Normally I would pass these notes through to the doctor for the exam but all of the other doctors are out on calls today. I can conduct the examination tests and pass on the results to a specialist if you're happy to consent to that?" She asks.

"Yes, that's ok with me, saves me coming back another time doesn't it," I return, just happy that at least I'll get some sort of advice out of today's visit.

"Ok, then we'll proceed," I'm just glad that this exam is going to be able to go ahead. "If you'd like to get undressed for me and then move yourself a bit further up onto the bed. I'll just nip out of the room for a minute to give you time to get changed and then I'll pop back in and we'll start the examination," she offers as her final pre exam instruction.

I watch as she stands up and makes her way back towards the door, her little white medical dress swaying as she carries herself out the room and shuts the door to give me some privacy. It doesn't take long to get undressed and fold all my clothes up neatly next to the bed. I look around but there doesn't appear to be a gown laid out or hung up anywhere to wear to cover my modesty for when she returns so I just lay back down on the bed and await her to come back. I can already tell my next challenge is going to be not to get hard when she starts to examine me. My mind is already starting to wonder, imagining what she looks like under that dress.

A few moments later she reappears in the room, breaking my thought pattern and heads back over towards me.

"That's great. Thank you. If you could just move a little further across on the bed so I can perch here on the edge and then we'll begin the examination," Millie instructs again, motioning me where to move over to on the bed.

I move myself a little further onto the bed as she perches herself on the edge and starts to reach across me.

"Just to warn you that my hands are a little cold so don't be too alarmed," she says with a slight smile to herself, trying to lighten that slightly awkward situation where one of us is clothed and the other very much isn't.

She reaches over and starts to slowly feel around my groin area and puts a little pressure into the creases at the top of my thigh with her pre-warned, slightly cold hands.

"Have you experienced much swelling other than after the initial surgery, any swelling around the groin area at all?" She inquires, pressing her fingers gently into my groin to test.

"I think I have only had swelling around the cut line and shaft to be honest with you and that did go down fairly quickly. I haven't noticed any elsewhere," I fill her in on my experience, watching as her hands carefully feel around my thighs and groin area.

"That's good to see," she confirms. "Sometimes with these types of operations, you can end up with some swelling in the lymph nodes around your thigh areas but it certainly feels as though you have managed to avoid this but we just have to check," She says as she keeps running her hands across me to feel around my groin.

I can tell that with how close her hands are to my cock that if she keeps going like this and having been so long since anyone has touched me round there, she is definitely going to start to feel a different kind of swelling soon if she carries on, just maybe not the type she is looking for medically.

"So, you said originally that the majority of the swelling was on the shaft and the cut line. Are you ok if I examine this next?" She asks, basically looking at me now for my permission to handle my cock.

"Sure, go ahead," I say, despite desperately trying not to get hard whilst having this exam performed, trying to think of anything else other than the gorgeous nurse about to handle me.

She loops one hand under my cock to lift it away from my body and stands it up as she takes her other hand and slowly runs her thumb around the really sensitive cut line, feeling for any issues.

"I can say, I know the surgeon personally and his work is always fantastic. I can see here that you have fully healed already which is a really good sign this soon after. Visually it is all looking very good here. Are you happy with it?" She asks, looking across at me.

"I am, yes," I confirm back to her. "I'm glad to hear it's all healed up ok from your medical opinion and is certainly more visually pleasing than before the revision. There was a little bit too much skin left before so the revision has really tightened it up a bit," I respond whilst she continues gently running her fingers around the line.

"It is, yes. Certainly there wouldn't be many people disappointed with the visual side of this," she pauses briefly after she says this, almost as if she had caught herself revealing a personal opinion rather than a medical one, but continues to stroke the cut line feeling for bumps.

"Now, it also said on your notes you were having some issues with sensitivity following the operation?" She is still holding my cock around the base now but removes her other hand briefly, resting it on my thigh, awaiting my response.

"I am yes," I respond, slightly worried about where this is going now.

"How often do you masturbate following the operation?" She continues to quiz me. This wasn't quite the kind of question I was expecting to answer.

"Erm, well I wasn't allowed to do anything sexually for 4 weeks following the operation so everything does feel a lot more sensitive now," I say, trying to avoid eye contact. "Obviously lack of use doesn't help but for the last few weeks it tends to be around two or three times a week," I tell her shyly. It's not often you have a conversation about how many times you masterbate with someone and it doesn't go without noticing that on this occasion, that person has slightly tightened her grip around the base of my cock.

"And what is it like for you when you do that?" She looks at me, head slightly tilted, interested in how I am going to answer.

"Well, it seems a bit of a mix to be fair. Sometimes it takes a while to cum, other times it's overly sensitive and ends up being pretty quick to be honest," I say a little embarrassed. Why wouldn't you want to tell the hot nurse you cum too quickly.

"I see," she says in an understanding but maybe slightly disappointed tone. "Obviously it can take a bit of time for the nerve endings to settle down, especially after an operation like this but the skill of the surgeon is really the determining factor. As I said before, this surgeon is very good at what he does so I would expect these issues you are having to settle down in the long run but we can certainly do a few more tests just to make sure everything is ok if you want me to proceed with that?" She says as she looks across at me for permission to carry on.

"Sure, that's fine by me. I mean, the whole point of this visit was to get everything checked out, right?" I remark nervously, wondering what sort of strange electrical device she is going to whip out of her medical supplies cupboard to measure nerve sensation.

"That's great!" she responds happily, "I'll explain what's going to happen as we work through the different tests. Any pain at all, just say and I'll stop what I'm doing."

"Ok," I nod as I respond.

"The first one I'm going to check for is your response to very light touch, if you could just let me know if you can or cannot feel anything please," she says, moving her hand.

She takes her left index finger and thumb and again positions them in a tight ring around the base of my now semi hard cock. With her other hand, she gently starts to graze the very sensitive skin of my cock, expertly running the soft tips of her fingers slowly up from the base, up my shaft, over the scar line and around the head before heading back down the other side and repeating the process multiple times.

I can't help but moan slightly as she does this, watching her finger tips expertly gliding around my cock which, because of this gentle teasing, can't resist starting to stiffen up. I tried so hard to stay soft so she could properly inspect the work I'd had done and that it wouldn't be embarrassing having her do this whilst I have an erection but now with a few effortless touches on her part, that dignity has gone straight out of the window.

"How does that feel?" She asks, snapping me back from the trance I'd been in watching her expertly trace my cock.

"That feels really good," My mind is completely devoid now of any thought process to provide a more medically relevant answer to help her test results.

"Any pain at all?" She searches for the medical response whilst continually grazing my by now, mostly hard cock.

"No, none at all," I respond, wondering what's coming up if this is the sort of testing she is doing.

She carries on grazing over my cock, inspecting it carefully but then glances up to catch me intently watching her hands. She smiles.

"Your responses to this section of the tests are quite obviously good," She smirks, knowing she has the full attention of my cock, starting to occasionally twitch in her hands.

"Next I'm going to perform more of a gentle stroking motion, just up and down to see how you respond to that," She informs me whilst removing her gentle, light finger touches and makes a similar finger and thumb loop with her right hand this time.

Slightly more pressure now but not by much. She slowly runs the loop up and down my shaft, mainly testing the sensations there but very gently grazing over the very sensitive ridge of my head and scar line, but only briefly, as she reaches the top. My mind was already going a million miles an hour just with the gentle grazing and now I'm laying there whilst she very, very lightly strokes my cock.

"That feels really good!" I moan slightly as she looks back up at me for a second.

"That's good to hear, no pain at all?" She asks again.

"Not so far, all seems well," I smile back at her, certainly enjoying this version of medical testing.

She keeps lightly running this loop up and down my cock as I lay there, just watching her testing my cock. A few more minutes of this and she concludes this stage of the testing.

"Now I need to test how you feel when a little more pressure is applied to the skin," she tells me. "I'm just going to get some lubrication and then we shall carry on"

She leaves the bed briefly, my eyes not being able to resist following her again as she gets the lubrication from her medical supplies cabinet before returning to the bed. I watch how tight her little white medical dress hugs her body and how it accentuates her figure. She takes a small amount into her hand before applying that to me, gently coating my cock in the cool lubrication.

"Now I'm going to apply a little more pressure this time," she says whilst looking directly at me. "Again, let me know if you feel pains at all"

She again takes her left finger and thumb to make a tight ring around the base of my cock but this time uses all of her hand to wrap around my cock then starts to firmly glide from the bottom upwards and over my very sensitive head. The return stroke feels even better as her grip starts tightly over my cock head before escaping through the otherside, almost as if she is making me penetrate her firm grip, causing waves of pleasure to pulse through my very sensitive cock.

"How does that feel?" She asks as she looks up directly at me again, continuing to stroke me.

"Really, really good!" I answer, a bit mind boggled and flustered at how good this is.

It's been over a year and two circumcision operations ago since anybody touched me sexually and I've now got this insanely gorgeous nurse stroking my cock. I lay my head back on the pillow and moan slightly, the sensations she is causing feel absolutely incredible. She can absolutely feel my cock rock hard and throbbing in her hands and I'm fairly sure by this point my pre-cum must be mixing in with the lubrication she is using to expertly test my cock.

"I've got to say that the results so far look extremely promising" A reassuring smile resting across her face as I look at her.

"There doesn't seem to be any issues with the nerves at all here and you are definitely responding very, very well to my testing methods. You should be very pleased by the work you've had done." I smile as I hear the good news. "There is just one more section for this round of testing that I need to do then we can move onto the next stage," she says, talking me through the process.

"I'm now going to do this two handed and a little bit faster, just to make sure you can handle it," She says this but whilst smirking at me again, surely knowing how pleasurable her testing is and the sensations that both her hands are going to cause me to feel.

Before she starts this though, she repositions herself on the bed so she is better supported to conduct this part of the test. She carefully straddles my right thigh and rests herself on it which causes me to notice a couple of things. Despite all the other overwhelming sensations that have been occurring to me, I can feel a heat now resting on my thigh which is coming from between her legs indicating that she is enjoying this too. Also, as she repositions herself, this causes her medical dress to rise further up her legs and has now exposed a red strap round her thigh, certainly getting my imagination going as to what she is wearing under her dress.

I take my hand and gently start to run it over her thigh and lingerie strap, briefly raising the hem of her dress as I do but not pushing my luck too far as I caress her leg. She notices but doesn't seem to have any objections to this. My mind starts to wander again looking and feeling the red strap. Surely nurses don't all wear some sort of sexy red lingerie under their medical dresses? Do they?

Red lingerie is already a massive turn on for me, I suspect most guys suffer from a similar affliction, but I still can't help but picture in my mind what the dress could potentially be covering. I snap back into the moment though as she wraps both hands around my cock and starts to rhythmically pump away. Even a few strokes into this, her firm grip pumping away at my cock, I can tell this is going to be the hardest test of hers, stamina wise, to pass.

"Oh my god that feels really good!" I tell her, possibly a little too loudly, dropping my head back on the pillow, trying desperately not to think of what she'd look like if it was all red sexy lingerie under her dress as I try to hold back cumming too soon for her.

"You're doing very well so far. It's not often I get to do the two handed part of this test," she reassures me. "You must have had a few compliments about your size in your time," She adds, smiling at me, surely skirting the line now between medical professionalism and personal curiosity.

"It's been a while but yes, there have been a few," I smile back, trying not to think of those good times as I try and maintain some stamina for the girl expertly handling me.

She carries on pumping away at my cock, faster and tighter now, but I notice that as I carry on caressing her leg, she starts to grind her pussy into my thigh. She carries on like this for a few minutes but the overload of sensations are starting to get me to the point where they are overwhelming and that I'll have to cum. Watching her using my leg to try and get some pleasure for herself whilst simultaneously pleasuring me is going to push me over the edge. I try to think about anything else as a last ditched attempt not to orgasm all over her expert hands but it doesn't seem to be working as I get even closer to the edge and I start to be able to feel my balls tightening up.

Fortunately, or luckily in my case, at this moment she slows down the pumping action to a gradual stop which brings me back from the edge of cumming. I drop my head back in relief and let out a relieved moan as she finalises this part of the test by then taking her thumb and massaging the frenulum area just under the head of my cock. Whilst this still feels good, I know it's not enough to make me cum and I can relax a little, knowing now that at least my current level of stamina is good enough to pass this round of testing.

As she finishes off the test, she carefully rubs her thumb around the tip of my cock, further wetting it with my pre cum that I couldn't help but leak out and then, whilst looking at me, brings her thumb to her mouth before seductively sucking it off. I just stare at her in awe, not really knowing what to think any more.

"Hmm, well, you have done very well on this part of the examination. Other patients tend to, shall we say, struggle a little, especially with the two handed part there at the end," she teases, smirking.

I smile, just thankful that she stopped at the right time and that she doesn't realise how close I was to covering her hands with my hot load had she kept going a few seconds longer. Or maybe she does?