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The Nasty Digit

By Alyas Smyth

(Alias Smith)

 

It is 4:15 PM and Dr Cholame is
down to her last 15 minutes for the day, last patient… and
last nerve.

Her current patient is a short, fat
middle-aged man that smells as if he has not bathed in a couple weeks; his
posterior odor is so bad it would make a skunk jealous. Before him was a young
woman whose vaginal secretions were of the same level and rank as a rotting,
three day old dead fish.

  Dr
Cholame is almost finished with this patient, so she called out to her nurse to
ready the final patient.

 

 
John has been sitting in the waiting room of this local clinic (referred
there by one of his friends) to get a physical exam. Nervous and fidgety, hours
seem to have passed by as John awaits his turn. He is moderately apprehensive,
suffering, at the moment anyway, from
anticipatory anxiety.

 

 
John, every bit of two hundred twenty pounds of meat and potato
physique, six foot one and a half inches tall, dressed in perfectly fitting
blue jeans, and his perfect body topped of with a white T-shirt that highlights
his dark, even outdoorsman tan.

  Sitting
there with big brawny shoulders slightly slumped forward, a short military
style haircut slightly ruffed up, masculine arms crossed, loosed, and then
crossed again. John is, at the moment, and
unsuccessfully I might add, trying not to appear distressed or nervous.

 John picks up a magazine opens it only to find
(after looking for a few seconds) it’s upside down, nervously he tosses it back
on to the table…

  Just
then Nurse Cholome calls out “John? Is your name John?” Quickly John stands up…
unfortunately a little too quickly… light headed he has to settle back into his
chair for a second.

  John
gets back on his feet as Nurse Cholome rushes to his aid, they make eye-to-eye
contact, and John’s bright blue eyes drain Nurse Cholome of all her thoughts,
leaving her dumbfounded, nothing to say.
Then those big blue eyes worked their way down Nurse Cholome’s perfect body…
37-24-36 with beautiful, all natural ‘B’ cups, leaving her standing there…
naked… in her own mind.

 

 Nurse Cholome, standing there in white nylon
stockings, tight fitting white uniform, blond hair wrapped into a bun topped
with her nurse’s cap, could only reach out her hand, which John took, and followed
the very shapely nurse, to the exam room.

 

Passing the receptionist’s desk,
nurse Cholome stopped to question Mrs. James,

“Doesn’t your son have a big game
today?”

“Yes he does,” Mrs. James, answered
anxiously.

“Well then,” responded nurse
Cholome, “You can go home, I’ll close up.”

Didn’t have to tell Mrs. James
twice, she was gone.

 
At exam room #2 Nurse Cholome motions for her patient to sit on the exam
table, gesturing that she’d be back in a minute; then scurried across the hall
to exam room #1, knocked on the door and entered.

  Dr
Cholame was just finishing with a short middle-aged fellow whose un-bathed
pungency, stunk up the room.

  
Nurse Cholome informs the Doctor, “I’m going to strip… OOPs I mean
prep the final patient for you.”

 Dr Cholame, a very fast minded woman, seeing
how frazzled her nurse had become replies,

 “I’ve some paper work to do in the office, could
you get his vital signs, urine and blood samples?”

 ”Yes… I’d love to.” Nurse Cholome
nervously responds.

 Continuing to bring Nurse Cholome back to this
side of reality, Dr Cholame says,

 “The patient is here for a complete physical
so he needs to remove everything … but his shorts, OK?”

 “Be sure to get his height, weight,
temperature and measurements… after you undress him.”

 “OK.” Responds Nurse Cholome as she turns to
leave.

 “Nurse!” commands The Doctor.

 Nurse Cholome turns abruptly, “Yes?”

 “Get the BP and pulse first?” Reminds Dr
Cholame. “You don’t want to drive them up before his exam.”

 Chuckling, Nurse Cholome replies as she
hurries to the other exam room, “Right.”

Back in the exam room nurse Cholome
tells John to remove his shirt as she turns, giving a modest patient some
privacy, allowing him to remove his clothing with a touch of dignity, as she readies
a needle, the urine cup and the BP cuff.

 
 Nurse Cholome turns to face John,
letting out an audible gasp as whore-moans race thru her firm young
body. Nurse Cholome nervously takes John’s blood, takes his pulse (slightly
racing), wraps the BP cuff… also a bit too high, she explains as she is feeling
a bit heated,

 “I need to consult the Doctor,”

even though she knows why his
readings are too high.

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Doctor Cholame having finished with her last horribly putrid patient sprays
some room deodorizer about and hurries to her office.

  Dr
Cholame gave her Nurse time to take Mr. John Masters’ vital signs and to start
getting him out of his clothes. Dr. Cholame turns out the lights in her office,
locks the door, slides her skeletal chart to the side exposing a one way mirror
through which she observes Nurse Cholome, unzipping the patient’s jeans, reaching
in and pulling out his member, holding and aiming it as John urinates into a
sample cup, having filled the first cup she pinches it off, stopping the flow,
as she reaches for the second cup, nearly filling that one as well. She then
made sure to milk all the urine out so that he would not dribble on the floor.

 Nurse Cholome wiped the tip with a moist
towelette including the rest of the head, bottom, sides and scrotum (got to be
sanitary, ya’kno). She’s a very thorough woman… uuh… Nurse.

 

 
Dr Cholame, standing in her darkened office, reaches over to her right
and turns on her video camera, to uuh… savor the moment, then slid back the skeletal
chart, so that no one would notice it is a one way mirror.

 
Dr Cholame left her office, walked down the hall to the waiting room,
made sure it was empty, and making sure the receptionist had left; Dr Cholame
locked the door and turned the sign to read “CLOSED”, before returning to her
office.

 Once in her office again Doctor Cholame let
down her hair, turned the lights back off, slid open the panel catching Nurse
Cholome removing John’s blue jeans in a slightly less than professional
manner. 

 

 Looking up at John, Nurse Cholome explains,

 “We love our job, and do our very best to
please. The Doctor will be here any minute… and will need to uhh… SEE
everything… do you want to keep your under shorts on?”

 Disappointing to Nurse Cholome, Mr. Masters
said he would rather keep his shorts on.

Dr. Cholame’s queue to get in
there, she slides the panel closed, leaving the video camera running, closes
and locks her office and scurries to exam room #2.

 

Nurse Cholome explains to John,
“The doctor has had a real rough day, so please under stand if the Doctor gets
a little short with us… OK?”

 The answer came through a fine tenor voice with
the soft undertone of a fine southern gentleman saying, “That’ll be OK, Ma’am”

 

Dr. Cholame entered the exam room,
greeted John,

 “Good afternoon sir, I trust my nurse has
taken care of most of the preliminaries?”

 “Yes ma’am” a startled John Masters exclaims, looking
from Doctor to Nurse.

 “Yes sir”, Doctor Cholame says, “We’re twins.”

  Mr.
Masters replied jokingly, “That could have its advantages I imagine.”

“I’m glad to see you have relaxed a
bit… you looked a bit apprehensive in the waiting room.” A concerned Dr.
Cholame exclaims.

 
“Yes ma’am,” responds John, “Your nurse… UH sister has done a fine job.”

 

 
Doctor Cholame starts rubbing her hands together creating warmth, because
she knows she can get more from her patients if they are relaxed, than if
startled by icy cold hands, and then begins as all doctors do, to check his
back, chest and to listen to his breathing, look into his eyes, ears, nose and
throat. Tapped his knees with a hammer checked his ankles and toes, all that normal
doctor stuff.

  Doctor
Cholame pulled her stool around and sat at the end of the exam table stated,
“OK sir, if you will stand up and lower your shorts for me, I’ll check the
rest.” Explains the Dr.

 John not being the forward type, only lowered
his underwear to the bottom of his pubic hair.

 Doctor Cholame looked up, explaining, “Uh sir…
I need to SEE it all, please?” Remembering her earlier phone conversation with
this patient she said,

 “As a matter of fact… I need you to take your
shorts all the way off.”

 An unfavorable facial expression from her
patient told Doctor Cholame that she needed to further explain,

 “You do remember stating to me that you have a
minor discharge in a flaccid state, and that you sometimes have blood in your
semen… Right?”

 “Is this still happening, Sir?”

 Reluctantly John Responds…

“Yes Ma’am, but I’m not all that
comfortable with this situation.”

 Dr. Cholame continued,

“If you’re timid I have a wrap you
can put around your waist covering your genitals as I continue the exam, I am
sorry for the inconvenience; I can make Nurse Cholome turn her head if that
would help.”

 
Nurse Cholome gave her sister one HELL of a look, but understood the
reason.

 John’s response was determined and
understanding,

“No need for all that… I’ll just
have to adjust.”

 He then pushed his shorts all the way to the
floor and with a bit of attitude stepped out and kicked them away. But the doctor
grabbed them, to see if there were any discharge stains in his underwear.

 “See here?” The Doctor points to his shorts,

“You do have a problem, not much of
one… but still I need to examine this… and it will hurt; I am telling you up
front… I need to stick a cotton swab deep inside you, to get a good sample.”

John braced himself against the
table.

 Doctor Cholame, looking into John’s face to
make personal eye contact, requests, “Could you please make this harder?”

 Eyes opening wide, a very shocked patient
responds, “SAY WHAT!?”

 Dr. Cholame stands, looks John in those bright
blues… “I want you to make this (as she grabs a hand full of John’s manhood)
larger, so I may examine it… OK?”

John quickly, and a bit embarrassed,
replies, “Never had a doctor make such a request.”

 Dr. Cholame’s explanation, “Being a woman and
a doctor, I can examine men more effectively… and completely, with less stress,
than most male Doctors.” 

“I’ve been told by some of my male
patients that they are worried that the male doctor might be gay, and therefore
they cannot talk sexuality, or allow the Doctor to examine them more
thoroughly.”

 

 John declares after a few moments of straining,
in a tone of distress, “I think it’s too formal in here, I’m not responding.”

 

 Dr. Cholame, sensing his problem requests,
“Would you mind if my nurse assists you?”

John smiling at the nurse, “No, not
at all.”

 Dr. Cholame, “Nurse Cholome, would you mind
assisting this gentleman?”

 Nurse Cholome, “Yes!”

Then checking her excitedness
continues, “I’d be happy to help; Sir do you mind if I touch you?”

 John, “Please Do!”

 

 Nurse Cholome snapped on a pair of latex
gloves, squirted a little lotion on her gloves; and before she could touch him,
nature had already begun to make things larger. Nurse Cholome disappointedly
looked to the Doctor, and with a go-ahead nod from her sister, Nurse Cholome
began to smoothly and gently massage John to an extreme state of readiness.

 
Now that John is firmly aroused Dr. Cholame continued to examine her
patient, grabbing six and a half inches of meat she began to twist and turn
John’s penis looking for any visible discoloration, abnormalities or other
problems. She checked his testes for proper size and shape then, she pinched
the head of his urethral passage to find a drop of rust colored red discharge.

 

 Trying to be informative and to help the
patient to relax a bit more, Doctor Cholame explains,

 “I did some research, and this is really not
that terrible, it’s called hematospermia, which is the presence
of blood in your semen. It may come and go, and generally occurs without
accompanying symptoms or hematuria, or blood in your urine.
That’s why it generally only happens while you are in a flaccid state.”

 

 “Nurse, I need one of those Long
Swabs, please.” Nurse Cholome quickly responds retrieving a wooden 8” long, cotton
tipped swab.  The Doctor cautioned, as she
began to insert the swab, “Ok Sir this will bother you a bit…”

 Dr. Cholame continuing to try to take John’s
attention off the pain and discomfort of the large Cotton swab she is inserting
down a very tender shaft,

“I’m just taking extra precautions
with this, and will probably want to see you back here again, that is, if I
don’t chase you away on this visit.”

 But a problem began to arise… well… not arise…
go soft.

 
“OOPS! You’re beginning to go soft on me.”

 Dr. Cholame already having a bad day barked at
her sister,

“Get this thing up again…” checking
her attitude she continued, “please?”

 Getting up from her stool Dr Cholame says to
Nurse Cholome, “Massage Mr. John back to full strength, and if both of you
don’t mind, could you expose your breasts, to take his mind off this (as she
raises the swab stuck in only a half inch), and please keep him erect.”

 Both affirm that it’s OK with them.

 As Nurse Cholome dons her latex gloves again…
John begins to come back to life, but asks, “May I help you remove your
blouse?”

 An excited Nurse looks to her sister, the Doctor, gets the OK nod, helps John
lay back on the exam table, busies herself, spreading his legs, placing then
into the stirrups, fondling what she wishes she
were working on, walks in a slightly bouncy stride making her already excited boobies bounce.

 
Back to the head of the exam table, standing beside John she let him
unbutton her blouse, which he did very slowly and intently.

 
Doctor Cholame caressing and massaging that length of wanton meat paying
special attention to the head of John’s master, until he began to squirm in
pleasure and then began inserting the long cotton tipped wooden stick into
nether regions.

 Although a few moans and groans were emitted,
John managed to remain erect, getting his reward… “Gawd, those are the most
beautiful tits I’ve ever seen.”

 
Dr. Cholame, now standing to the left side of John, her left hand
supporting throbbing meat as her right hand gave the swab a hard twist.

 
After John freed those naturally buoyant ‘B’ cups, with puffy areole’s
and firm excited nipples that stuck out a full half inch; Nurse Cholome
finished removing her blouse and returned to the business end of the table. She
re-lubed her gloves, this time with a warming solution to excite him even more,
standing there right between John’s legs, she bent over purposely making her
breasts do the shake, as she replaced her sister’s massaging.

  Since
John was now in such a great position for excitement, Nurse Cholome decided to
include a little, anal touching, bringing John to an ever harder state.

 With visual and physical stimuli how could he
not respond properly?

  

 All this was happening as the good doctor
continued twisting that probe into taunt and tender meat… the massaging seemed
to help some, but John was still displaying some signs of stress.

 

Nurse Cholome, as any good nurse
would, noticed his stress, walked buoyantly to the head of the exam table,
placed her hands at the base of John’s neck and arched his head to meet hers,
she rubbed his temples keeping his eyes and attention off the other end.

 

 Dr Cholame resumed the duties of massaging
while continuing to force that probe deeper and deeper into sensitive
flesh. 

 

 At the other end of the exam table, Nurse
Cholome kept her upper body low enough that John could nibble on excited
breasts, an effective distraction…
for them both.  It also began to make the
good Dr excited.

 

  Finished with this part of the exam, Dr.
Cholame began to retract the swab, “Ok Sir just a couple more seconds and we’ll
be through with this part. The two of you sure make it difficult for me… I make
it a rule not to get this familiar with my patients, but I’m also a woman, and
this Dr’s smock doesn’t relieve me of visual stimuli… SO… it is going to get
really hot and exciting in here.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OK sir, Doctor Cholame explains,
“I’m the A,” as she stops to test (with both hands) the firmness of John’s Gluteus Maximus, she continues, “She’s
the O.”

“That’s right,” Nurse Cholome
continues, running her finger tips with a light pressure of her nails over
John’s muscular chest, stopping only to tongue and suck on an already firm,
male nipple. Continuing with her right fingers down over his washboard abs, her
left hand slithers between John’s legs, reaches the meat of the matter, her
right hand now goes to the divide grabbing the Bull’s Rocks and gives them a squeeze.

Dr Cholame continues saying, “I’m
the A and she’s the O… I’m the beginning and she’s the end. The good Dr walking
behind John, reached around John’s waist, flattening her beautiful B’s (insert photo here) against
his back as she ran her finger tips around and tweaked his nipples.

 

“OK Nurse, strip it… Bend over the
exam table so I can see everything in the mirror,” Dr Cholame commands, as she
begins to undress.

 Mr. Masters needs no instruction, and enters
Nurse Cholome doggie fashion.

 “Cummon boy, push it! I want to see those “B”
cups move, that derrière bobble and hear those whore-moans wailing.” Dr
Cholame screams.

 John pushes hard at the Doctor’s orders, as
the Good Dr busies herself removing her doc smock, pink cashmere sweater  with oversize turtle neck, then drops her mid
thigh black silk skirt, white medical stockings and white lace undies in a
single swift but smooth action.

 Free of restrictions, doctor Cholame let her
beautiful B’s and flowing blond hair move in a synchronized swaying motion.

Continuing to command the activity
in her exam room, Dr. Cholame reaches for her doctor’s bag, opens it up, pulls
out and straps on a silver blue colored, slender, gel style dildo, removes and
opens a bottle of hot sauce… to make his erectus glandus… grandiose.

 

Dr. Cholame orders John and Nurse
Cholome to stop movement for a second while she gets ready, and then continues,
telling John to pull out and turn around.

 John, much too excited to do anything else…
pulls out and turns around facing his new favorite Doctor.

 Dousing some hot sauce onto her hands, Doctor
Cholame looks up into John’s bright blue, slightly dreamy eyes… and grabs onto
John’s sensitive, raw, throbbing meat as she watches his facial expressions
change from ecstasy to searing pain and back. Explaining to her patient she
says, “John… I like my meat… HOT! You know, Muey Caliente” Grabbing
her exam stool, Doctor Cholame sits and tastes here patient’s hot sausage.

Not too long though, she still
wants some of that sauce to light up Nurse Cholome.

  Doctor
Cholame tells John to turn around and reenter Nurse Cholome and light her passage
of life, but to initially shove it all the way in and wait for further
instructions.

 John is more than happy to follow the Dr’s
orders; one does not get this kind of doctor’s care, as the norm.

 
Dr Cholame lubes her gel schlong with hot sauce, slaps John’s right
cheek as she guides her juicy dong with her left hand into John’s bong.

 WooHoo! Muey Caliente! That’s some HOT ASS!

 
Following the initial shock of heat and improper violation, the Dr.
instructed “Push and pull”, as the trio moved in synchronized motion, slowly
and carefully at first as all enjoyed real HOT sex.

 
Once in synchronized motion, Dr Cholame’s mind (the medical part) would not
leave her alone… she had to know… WHY?

 
“I’ve put up with the stench of feminine vaginal secretions, the putrid
odor of unwashed male ass holes, the short, fat and ugly all day. I can
understand the fat, ugly and weird men going to a doctor that is female,”
queries the doctor… “It’s the only time some of them can get off by showing
their naked selves to a woman, but why a fine specimen as yourself?”

 
John’s surprising reply, “”If I have to drop my shorts in front of
someone, sitting at face level with my genitals, have that person fondle my
testes, stick fingers into my pelvis for hernia’s, have me bend over and stick
fingers into my rectum, I’d rather that person, DR or not, be a female.”

 Doctor Cholame starts to comment… but John continues,
cutting her off, “Doctors are still male and female, with the gay community
contaminating everything… even with what you, your nurse and I are
doing… this is still male, female interactivity.”

  Dr.
Cholame asks, “What if I was a straight male Dr?”

 
In quick response John replies, “First
we would not be doing this, and I’d still be very uneasy…
apprehensive, so to speak… even if I knew for sure he was straight.

 At my naked groin level, is not a normal place
for a man’s face… unless you are gay… and then… not at mine.”            

Dr Cholame decides to try something
new with her new favorite patient…

“John… uhhh… may I call you John?”

“You may call me anything you
like!” A very glassy eyed man responds,

“I want to try something different,
wouldn’t be much fun with my sister… but if you’re game…”

“Sure” John responds, “anything you
want… you’re the doc.”

“OK!” Dr Cholame’s excited voice
screams out.

Pull out of Nurse Cholome… turn
around facing the mirror, with your left leg on the exam table.”

John too excited to not want to
keep this up, places his leg on the table and asks, “OK, now what?”

 
The good doctor tells her sister to pull the stool around to face John,
her back to the wall, and taste his manliness for a while as she gets set for a
new position.

So Nurse Cholome grabs a sterile cloth
and cleans John’s wanton… then does her “O” thing taking John all the way into
her throat. Then Nurse Cholome places her hand between John’s legs to tease
sensitive posterior nerve endings, as she sensually moves him in and out of her
mouth.

Doctor Cholame having figured out
the method for her new sexual position says,

“OK you two… time for something
totally different. Nurse lube his butt, we’re going to attempt double anal
penetration, while you do the oral thing.”

Dr Cholame lay on her right side on
the exam table, and placed her left leg on John’s shoulder and told her sister,

 “OK sis, you need to insert that double ended
dildo in my anus and then in his… OK?”

“OK… but then what?” inquired Nurse
Cholome.

John figured this part out already…
“you get us started, then suck on me, and we go nuts!”

“Right!” chimed in the Doc. “But a
little more sophisticated than that.”

 “First you and I need a little rhythm, so we
can pull and push at the proper times, or this thing will not please both of
us…OK?”

“So what do you recommend?” asks
Nurse Cholome?”

“OK… sis, you hold the dildo as I
push, John you just allow it to enter as far as you can… I need to know how far
is okay… OK?”

“OK doc… it’s your show!” John
eagerly responds.

And no sooner than he said OK she
shoved that dildo in as far as she could… till their butts met. “Well now that
works fine.”

 “OK John, now you squeeze your tush, and hold
the dildo in place as you pull mine almost all the way out, then push it back
in… till we’re cheek to cheek again… OK?”

“OK” an eager voice chimed. “Hey
doc?” “This won’t make me gay will it?

“NO John… but if you come in for
physicals more often, we can discuss this… if you want.”

“Well doc… I think I could manage
that.”

“OK, here we go… You squeeze and
pull… OH YES that’s nice… Ok that’s far enough, now I squeeze and you relax,
but you still have to move to pull it almost all the way out of your ass and
then work it back in… MMMM… yes that is working…. Whoa, this is great… Ok nurse,
you can go back to your part… and beware, this will make him squirt with out warning…
OK?”

“I’ll just keep in time with the
two of you and we will all have a good time. Uhhh John, I really don’t like
jism on my face so if you don’t mind, I’ll just milk you dry in this beaker and
donate your sperm to the bank… okay John?”

“That’s fine with me.”

“And nurse… you do a wonderful
job.”