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Practice 
by Deirdre (address defunct)

***

A visit to the doctors office for a physical, when the 
nurse is someone he knows. Someone who's gonna screw 
with his mind a little. (MFF)

***

"You're kidding!" Debbie was obviously amused and I 
didn't like the way this was going. 

Nancy, who lives in the apartment across the hall had 
just told her about our experience that very afternoon. 
You see, Nancy, who works in a doctor's office, had 
convinced Debbie and I that we ought not to put off 
having physicals. I'd just finished mine but not 
without an embarrassing moment. After having been shown 
into the examination room, in walks Nancy, telling me 
to undress.

She didn't leave either. She just stood there waiting.

"Uh, I feel funny doing this." I was slowly unbuttoning 
the first buttons of my shirt. So slowly, in fact, that 
I wasn't likely to be undressed before midnight.

"Whatever for?" She sounded genuinely surprised. I 
couldn't believe that she wouldn't see the oddity of 
the situation.

"Well, knowing you and everything."

She smiled, stifling a giggle. "Oh, is that it? I am a 
professional you know. I do see men undressing every 
day and don't even think about it."

"Yes, but it's so weird... doing it in front of my 
next-door neighbor."

"Well, get over it. We can't wait here all day."

"Can't you just... have the other nurse, uh, take care 
of me?" She left, mumbling something as she went out 
the door.  Another nurse came in, in a minute and asked 
me to undress to my underpants. She left while I was 
undressing and, well, the rest of my physical went 
along without incident.

But now Nancy was amusing Debbie with the story. "You 
really were too embarrassed to get undressed in front 
of Nancy?" she asked. I could see she was suppressing a 
laugh. How do I get myself into these things.

"Well I don't think it's so strange..."

"Oh honey, don't worry about it. You'll get over it by 
next time." She was still smiling.

"Actually, he'll probably be all-the-more nervous," 
piped up Nancy.

"Like waiting too long after you've fallen off a 
horse?" returned Debbie.

"It would do him good to work through this right away." 

Suddenly I felt a nervous twinge. These two were 
getting too many silly ideas.

"Well, what do you say, honey? Want to work on your 
problem?"

"You two are crazy!" I blurted.

"Definitely needs help," said Nancy.

"Come on honey," added Debbie. She walked up to me and 
said more softly, "Not *man* enough to face up to your 
fears?" The grin she was hiding ate at me. "Do it!" she 
continued.

"We'll celebrate later," she whispered. "Do it."

Now she didn't look so amused. She looked serious. I 
stood there, staring at her but didn't say a thing.

"Good!" said Nancy as if it were all settled. Debbie 
walked back over to her. "Take off your shirt and 
undershirt," ordered Nancy. She used a business-like 
voice and also didn't seem to be laughing at me any 
more. Debbie smiled an encouraging smile and nodded at 
me to go ahead. I took them off. I stood there, not 
believing I was doing this.

"OK, your shoes and socks," continued Nancy. They 
watched as I sat down and removed them.

"OK, stand up and take off your pants." I felt like 
this was it. I was wearing briefs and wouldn't be much 
hidden. I felt a lump in my throat but I did it and 
stood up.

"Very good," said Nancy. Debbie looked a little 
surprised. I wondered if she would burst out laughing. 
"Turn around and face away from us," continued Nancy. I 
did it.  Nothing. They were just looking at me? 

Then I felt hands at my side, pulling down my briefs by 
the waste band. I was uncovered! Whichever it was left 
them around my knees. I felt someone move away again.

"You're doing very well," came Nancy's voice, "isn't 
he?" she added.

"Uh... yes!" Debbie sounded a little breathless. I 
stood there, not believing my predicament. I heard them 
walking and then they were in front of me, still 
keeping their distance.

"Good! Just stand there but spread your feet." I spread 
them until the briefs were stretched as far as they 
could go--not much but a little more.

I know what you're thinking. Yes, I was beginning to 
get hard. They were both just staring at it.

"A little show!" Nancy finally added. "Don't worry, we 
get that often enough." It was definitely getting 
harder. Debbie was grinning.

"OK, that's enough of that," said Nancy, "take them 
off, go in the bathroom and take care of yourself. 
You'd better be soft when you come out." I couldn't 
believe this. I just stood there in shock.

"Well, honey, you heard her," added Debbie, still 
grinning, "or are you going to... ?"

"I said, take them off!" added Nancy. I finally did it 
and headed for the bathroom. I'm too embarrassed to go 
into that further but I heard them talking while I was 
in there and I finally came out again, still naked but 
soft.

"Well, I think he is coming right along," said Nancy.  
"You can get dressed again," she added and she drew 
Debbie into the kitchen, leaving me alone.

That night Debbie was a wild woman--and I was 
definitely up again for it.

*

The next evening I answered a knock on the door and 
Nancy barged in. "Well, don't just stand there, get 
your clothes off!" were her first words, as soon as I'd 
closed the door again. Debbie and I had been watching 
television. I stared at her open-mouthed and looked at 
Debbie. She was still lounging on the couch but was 
looking our way but far from protesting, she had an 
expectant look on her face.

"Quickly," hissed Nancy. I don't know what made me do 
it but I did it. Quickly, too. Soon I was standing nude 
by the door. Nancy had walked over and sat on the couch 
next to Debbie where I had been.

"Come closer and stand next to that table," Nancy 
added, indicating a spot about six feet from them. They 
watched me walk over. Nancy was stealing glances at the 
TV and was soon asking Debbie about the show.

She looked back toward me for several seconds. "Good," 
she said and looked back at the TV. "He *is* getting 
better about it," she added to Debbie after a little 
while. Debbie stole glances at me and I thought I 
detected a smirk.

And I couldn't help it. Yes, I was getting hard again.

It was so weird and I wondered about myself.

"Interesting," said Nancy when she looked back at me.  
She smiled, stood up, and walked past me. She came back 
with my briefs and held them out.

I took them. "Take care of yourself right here, using 
those to prevent a mess." I stared at her. "It's 
nothing! You think nurses don't know how men's bodies 
work? Do it!" I still stared. 

She put it on my cock, wrapping it around the end and 
pushed my hands so one was holding my cock and the 
other was holding the folded underpants on the head. 
Then she walked back to the couch and sat down. "We're 
waiting," she added.

I stood there. Soon I was doing it. I was breathing 
harder. Standing up made me feel it in my head more. I 
was coming. I came. They were both watching me.

"He's definitely getting better about it," said Nancy.  
"Hold it 'til you know you're done," she added and I 
just stood there. 

A few minutes later she added, "OK, take those away and 
put on some fresh ones." I left immediately.

"That was *amazing*," Debbie whispered in my ear that 
night. But what immediately followed was *more* 
amazing.

*

I was meeting Debbie at a restaurant after work. When I 
walked in, she was already sitting. And with her was 
Nancy and another woman I didn't know. They introduced 
her as Susan, a nurse friend of Nancy's. I could tell 
from their drink glasses that they had been there for 
at least a little while.

"So Nancy's been helping you with a problem getting 
undressed in front of nurses," volunteered Susan as 
soon as I sat down. I couldn't believe this!

"Oh, he's coming along fine," said Nancy. Debbie 
grinned.

"Well, I could check his progress," said Susan. Debbie 
giggled.

"Go ahead," said Nancy, "it would do him good. Go with 
her," she added to me. Susan stood up and came over 
next to me.  I looked at them all. Debbie looked like 
she might stand too but Nancy held her arm. No one 
objected. Susan stood there. I got up and followed her.

She led me out the front door and then around to the 
back of the restaurant. It was dark and deserted and 
she found a spot by the back wall out of sight of any 
door.

"OK, get undressed," she said. I felt panicked. Yes it 
was dark and deserted and no one was around but anyone 
could walk around behind and run into us!

"Not quite trained I see," she said. "Get undressed! 
Now!"

Yes, I did it and was soon there, standing nude with my 
clothes in a heap next to me.

"Well, you finally did it. And it looks like you're 
enjoying it but we can't have that while you return. 
Take care of your hardon." She just watched and waited.

"I said take care of it! Jack off!" 

Yes, I did it, right there in the back of the parking 
lot. And then she had me get dressed again and I 
followed her back inside.

Debbie and Nancy were still sitting at the table. I 
looked at Debbie again... she looked a little scared. 
"Don't worry," said Susan, "I didn't come within 2 feet 
of him the whole time."

After we ate, we all left together. Susan wanted to 
show them where she took me. We were out back again.

"Well, show us how you stripped," said Nancy. The three 
of them stood watching me. Soon I was nude again.

"What do you think, Debbie?" asked Susan. Debbie 
giggled, sounding a little nervous. "Debbie, do *you* 
ever have trouble undressing in front of nurses?" she 
went on.

"Oh, no, that's just my husband."

"You sound a little reluctant. Why don't you show us?"

"No, I... I don't have any problem..."

"Well, then show us," Susan went on. "Show us and I'll 
believe you." Nancy didn't say a thing. "Just show us."

She sort of guided Debbie over to where I was standing.

"Take it off! Your *husband* can do it!"

She started doing it! Her blouse. Shoes. Shorts. Bra 
and panties. I stood there, amazed.

"Are you excited?" Susan asked, more quitely. She 
walked up close to Debbie and I saw her hands go to 
Debbie's body. She withdrew in a flash.

"Better take care of that, Debbie," she said. "Both of 
you," she added. The two of them stood there watching 
us. Debbie looked at me, obviously nervous. She put one 
hand on her breasts and one to her crotch. I wrapped my 
hand around my cock again.

"Good," said Susan. Then she waited. We both did it -- 
brought ourselves off. I think we came at the same 
time.

"Now that's cute," said Susan and she told us to get 
dressed again.

*

The next day when I got home, Nancy was there again.  
Debbie looked very nervous. There was a knock on the 
door and I opened it to find Susan and another woman. 
She was younger and Susan introduced her as Wendy, 
another nurse. I noticed Wendy looking at me.

"Well, show us how you get undressed," Susan said to 
me.  Maybe I *was* losing some inhibitions--I was nude 
in seconds. I looked around. Wendy was staring at me. 
Debbie looked nervous.

"How about *Nancy*," said Wendy. Does *she* have these 
sorts of problems?

"Not me," said Nancy. I looked at her and was amazed at 
the expression on her face. I thought she might dart 
from the room.

"Show us!" said Susan, sweetly. She looked right at 
Nancy and grinned.

"I don't *have* any problem!" said Nancy, more 
vociferously. Susan and Wendy just stared at her for a 
few seconds.

"Then get undressed," said Susan, finally in a quiet 
voice. She did it! Soon it was Nancy and me standing 
there nude.  Debbie was agog--I think she was surprised 
out of her nervousness.

"What do you think, Debbie?" asked Susan. Debbie was 
immediately tongue-tied. I think she thought they'd be 
ordering her to strip next. But Susan just laughed at 
her.

Susan told Nancy and me to lean over the dining table. 
I looked back to find her with rubber gloves and K.Y. 
jelly! She told us she was going to get us used to 
medical procedures!

She put jelly on my rear. "Relax," she said and I felt 
her finger pushing. Probing. "Put your hands on the 
back of your neck," she said. I was getting hard. Still 
she pushed and probed. Two fingers.

Then she was out and I felt a sting on my ass. She had 
slapped it. Then she had another glove on and was doing 
the same thing to Nancy! I watched Nancy lay there with 
her hands on the back of her neck. Then I heard three 
slaps on her rear and she jerked each time.

Then they had us get on our hands and knees in the 
middle of the floor. Debbie served them drinks and it 
seemed like forever that we stayed there. I was so 
hard.

They asked Debbie for scarves. They had us stand up.  
They tied my hands behind my back and they did the same 
to Nancy. Then they left, taking Nancy with them! 
Across the hall, still with her hands bound! They told 
Debbie to have fun.

As soon as the door closed, Debbie was immediately 
kneeling in front of me, my cock in her mouth. She was 
so crazy!

*

The day after that, coming home from work, I opened the 
front door and couldn't believe my eyes! Nancy and 
Debbie were both standing there, nude, with handcuffs 
on! Wendy was there with them, but I didn't see any 
sign of Susan. They were both gagged, too, with ball 
gags--obvious S&M paraphernalia. She had a belt in her 
hand, looped double and was standing behind them.

She ordered me to strip and I was nude in seconds. She 
handcuffed and gagged me and led me to standing next to 
the others. Then she led us into the bedroom and put us 
on our knees, laying over the edge of the bed. She put 
something on each of our ankles, binding them together, 
and then she invaded each of our rears with her rubber-
encased fingers. She got two, then three, then four 
fingers in me!

Someone else entered the room. "My man likes girls and 
boys," I heard her say.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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