Doctor Evil

Doctor Evil, by bdanman

Brad was finally called back to the exam room by the nurse after over an hour of waiting to be called. All he needed was a sports physical before he was allowed to play club hockey at his college and hated going to the doctor. He huffed as he got up and whispered "finally" as he walked through the door past the nurse. She rolled her eyes as the cocky young man muttered under his breath.

The nurse checks out the few minor things they typically complete before the doctor comes into the room and she lets Brad know that Doctor Andrews would be in shortly.

Brad sat on the uncomfortable table and he became more and more impatient as at least 30 more minutes went by.

"This guy better hurry the hell up...." he muttered barely finishing his last breath before hearing a knock at the door.

He was surprised to see when the door opened that a tall, slender woman with a doctor's coat walked through the door. She was absolutely gorgeous with her long legs barely contained in her semi-short skirt. His cock stirred a little in his pants as he undressed her with his eyes.

"Hello Brad, I'm Doctor Andrews." she said looking down at her clipboard.

"You're the doctor?" Brad asked with a puzzled tone.

The doctor looked up at her clipboard and shot a stern look at Brad.

"Yes. Is there a problem?" she asked in an annoyed tone.

"Uhhhh... I guess not. I just, you know, usually don't think of females as being doctor's, that's all...." he said.

"Well I guess you're just going to have to get over it, won't you then? How about we just go ahead and get this over with...." she said stunned by his comment.

"I guess so..." he replied unenthused.

After several tests, it finally came that awkward time of the appointment when it came time to drop your pants and cough.

"Go ahead and let's take off your pants."

Brad paused for a moment and stood up from the exam table. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. He reached into the band of his underwear and began to pull them down to his ankles. Looking down he could see that he was a little chubbed and would likely soon become fully hard.

"I bet you get a lot of enjoyment out of this don't you?" he asked the doctor stupidly.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"You know... Getting all these hot college guys coming into your office and making them strip down."

Disgusted with him, the doctor roughly grabbed at his low hanging testicles causing Brad to jump a little.

"Careful with the goods, honey!" he yelped.

"Honey? Are you kidding me?" she stared angrily up at him from her stool.

"Oh come on, babe. I'm just messing with you!" he laughed.

She was now beyond pissed with him.

"You know I have your testicles in my hand right now, right?"

He laughed.

"Yeah! AND?!" he exclaimed.

"And I think you better start treating me with a little more respect, young man." she said with a stern tone.

"Are you threatening me? Brad said, continuing to laugh as if she was joking around with him.

The Doctor wrapped her hand firmly around Brad's left testicle and applied enough pressure to get his attention. His tone instantly changed.

"Let it go, you bitch!" he yelled out.

She clamped down on it even harder causing Brad to instantly lose his breath. She'd had many men in this position before and knew he wouldn't be making any noises other than pathetic whimpers. He was now up on his tip toes and struggling to find any air.

She smiled up at him.

"Oh....poor baby. Does some mean lady have your poor little nuts in a vice?"

"Please...please..." he squeeked.

"My goodness. How quickly you've learned some manners..." she laughed.

"You know....The last asshole who treated me like this walked out of my office with at little less of his manhood. Would you like to test my patience some more?" she asked him candidly.

He never knew that a woman could have this much power over him. He quickly shook his head letting her know he would cooperate fearing for his balls.

She let go of his testicle thus letting go of the power she had over him. He quickly laid back on the exam table and cradled his injured package breathing heavily.

The doctor smirked as she admired her handy-work. She wasn't done though and wanted to give him one last parting thing to remember her by.

"Alright, big boy. You're alright now... Sit up here and let me finish the exam." she said patting his knee.

He sat up still trying to catch his breath a little. She looked down and saw his balls dangling nicely from the edge of the table.

"You do have one of the nicest sets I've ever seen you know...." she said toying with him.

His cock involuntarily responded to her compliment and was soon in all of its glory.

"Oh my.... what do we have here?" she smirked as his 8 inches now stood straight up at her.

"It looks like it's just begging to be released... you poor boy. It must hurt, it's so swollen!"

Like a beaten puppy, Brad just nodded his head.

The doctor wrapped her hand around it and the wave of pleasure that overtook Brad caused him to tilt his head back into the air with a shutter. She began to slowly stroke him.

"I'm sorry for busting your balls earlier, honey." she said apologetically.

Brad groaned as she stroked him softly.

"Mmmmmmm I forgive you, baby...." he released between moans.

"What an idiot?" she thought to herself. He actually thinks I'm enjoying this or something.

Blissfully unaware, Brad failed to notice that the doctor reared her closed fist back and was eyeballing her dangling targets as they bounced up and down between strokes.

"Gross fucking balls." she thought to herself. "This is why I prefer women...."

And with that she released a strong right hook straight into his unsuspecting targets. Her knuckles crushed his nuts into the edge of the table with a solid thud and an audible smack.

She quickly looked up to see Brad's reaction and his eyes were nearly bugging out of his head as he gasped and fell off the exam table onto his side writhing on the floor.

She picked up her clipboard and typed a few words into the computer.

"I think we're done here."