So…… My girlfriend had noticed that I had a little collection of ‘spots’ in a small patch, on one side of my scrotum. I knew that they were just freckles, and that they were absolutely nothing to worry about; they had been there my whole life. But my girlfriend was concerned, and she seemed convinced that it was testicular cancer and urged me to get it checked out by a doctor. I knew that I didn’t need to get it checked out: it wasn’t anything to do with my testicles, it was just the skin of my scrotum, and they were just a few harmless freckles. There was absolutely no need to get it checked out by a medical expert!
She remained concerned, and she spoke with a girl friend of hers who was a nurse. The nurse friend told her to urge me to get it checked out. But I still continued to refuse, and I wouldn’t budge!
My girlfriend tried another tactic, and asked me if she could ask the nurse friend to check it out for me.
Now!..... Here is a ready-made and readily presented opportunity for me to show my balls, and therefore, unavoidably, my cock too, to this girl friend!.....
I was very pleased that it wasn’t arranged to be done at my home with my girlfriend present. That would just be too embarrassing for all three of us!
I was to drop into the nurse friend’s house, on my way home from work, tomorrow, and get the freckles checked-out!...... Excellent! – So, I get to go to this girl’s house, pull down my underpants, show her my balls (and cock!), and best of all, it was all arranged, encouraged, and approved by my girlfriend! - Now that situation doesn’t happen very often! It was just TOO good an opportunity to ever miss out on! (My girlfriend did not realise that I had a kink of liking to show my willy to girls! – She thought that I was just being very brave!).
Yes, I know, and I am ashamed of myself.
I went to her house, knocked on her door, and she let me in.
She chirpily and boldly said ‘hello, you must be Jim, and you’ve come to show me your balls haven’t you!’
It probably helped (us both) that she wasn’t in the slightest bit shy and dithering about any of it!
But there was perhaps an unspoken unmentioned understanding regarding the odd thing of which we were about to do:
(Normally when this happens, it’s illegal, and the man gets arrested! – but this was effectively a free sanctioned cock flash extra!).
She invited me into her lounge, and she just boldly and unashamedly said something like;
‘ok, so, just pull your trousers down for me, and I’ll take a look, ok…….’.
I said nothing, (‘I just battled my way through my shyness, shame, and embarrassment’), and I pulled down my trousers and underpants and (‘bravely’) presented my balls (and my unavoidably accompanying cock too) to her! – Nice!
It’s always good to show your willy to the girls! And the girls always like to see a man’s willy!
There was no hesitancy or shyness from her as she instantly came close in front of me, crouched down, reached out, took my willy into her hand, lifted it up, and held it up and out of the way of my balls! – Nice touch!
She unhanded my balls
– (It’s always nice to have your balls in a girl’s hand, and it’s a shame when she lets them go!).
She laid my cock back down onto my balls and unhanded my cock
– (It’s always nice to have your cock in a girl’s hand, and it’s a shame when she lets you go!).
(It’s always double the fun with both hands of a girl on your genitals!! – one hand with your balls in, and the other hand with your cock in – it was good while it lasted! And it’s a shame when it had to end!!!).
(It was also a shame that she didn’t feel the need to thoroughly check my dick too for ‘freckles’, or pull my foreskin back. Now, that would have been a nice treat. I would have enjoyed that! I would have almost certainly got a hard-on if she would have done this! – Perhaps she knew that too much dick handling, especially if there was any foreskin pulling, was not only not needed, but would very likely provoke an erection, and that would just be too embarrassing for both of us! – (not for me!) - Ah, well, you can’t have it all!).
But!...... I didn’t get a stiffy! – At All! - How about that! (I was very pleased about this at the time, only later, did I realise that getting a stiffy was a perfectly valid and viable option (given the extraordinary circumstances), and I wished that I did get a stiffy! – It would have been understandably acceptably explainable and apologise-able!).
I pulled up my underpants and trousers, thanked her, and left! – Fun Done!
So…. Everybody is happy!!!
– And she wanted that very much!
– I know that she was perfectly happy to do this, I think she wanted to do this, and she enjoyed doing it!
– I wanted this very much, I was perfectly happy to let this happen, and I enjoyed it very much!
So, a happy ending for all! What is not to like!
(N.B. A proper ‘happy ending’ would have been nice! But it didn’t happen – You all know what I mean!!! – You Naughty People!).
But, never-the-less, in this little event, my cock and balls were out, looked at, and touched, by a girl, who didn’t know me, and I didn’t know her, and even though the whole ‘cock-and-balls-out – lookey-touchey-feeley’ episode was probably all over and done in less than 2 minutes, it was a very memorable, delicious, and naughty couple of minutes indeed!
In hindsight, what I should have done, (and what I would have done today – because I am an ‘evil’ ‘pervert’ now), is to take a Viagra 20 minutes before I went to her house, I would have acted all shy, embarrassed and dithery, saying something like… ‘Obviously, I know that we need to do this, and I understand that it’s important that we do this, but It goes ‘without saying’ that I am rather shy about this, and it is all rather embarrassing - for both of us in fact, but, the thing is, and just to make matters worse, I’m particularly concerned, because I just know that the moment you see or touch me down there, there is nothing that I will be able to do to prevent me from developing an involuntary erection’. – (Actually thinking; ‘I hope that does happen! I would like to get a full hard-on for her! I’d like her to see my fully erect penis!).
She would have said something like ‘oh, no no no, don’t worry about anything like that at all, if it happens, it happens, it’ll be perfectly alright, but we do need to do this, ok………’. – (Actually thinking ‘I hope that does happen! I would like him to get a full hard-on for me! I’d like to see his fully erect penis!)
I’d have got my cock out and it would have very quickly gone ‘full-boner-double-extra-hard-on!’. BANG!
She would have seen me with a fully erect penis! (oh! how very embarrassing for me! – oh no, the very thing that we didn’t want to happen…. Has actually happened!) I’m sure that she would have enjoyed seeing and touching a big hard cock so readily available and freely presented to her! (I know that I would have enjoyed this!).
(She might have been complimented that I had (sadly) completely failed in my best efforts to prevent an involuntary erection developing in her presence, and that I was left with no choice, (because she was so gorgeous and lovely), but to present her with such a big hard-on, and all so quickly and unavoidably displayed for her!).
Perhaps she would have offered to wank me off! – Now, how nice would that have been!
Another opportunity lost. Another time of thinking what one should have done at the time, but just thinking this too late, only after the opportunity has passed and been lost!
What is not to like!
By the time that I got home, the nurse had called my girlfriend and given her the good news! I would love to know if there was ever any ‘girl banter’ between them regarding what had just happened, especially if there was any talk of my cock and balls. But nothing was ever mentioned, other than….. ‘all good I hear, well done, you were very brave doing that’.
There is a final irony in this tale: I did discover, much later, that she is not even a medical nurse! She is a psychiatric nurse! – I think that she was just simply presented with a rare, special, readily made, and deliciously naughty opportunity to see and touch a (handsome young) man’s cock and balls! – Mine! – She didn’t want to turn it down, and miss the opportunity, and so, she took it! - I certainly didn’t mind! (I don’t think that it ever occurred to my girlfriend that a psychiatric nurse would not be a good choice to diagnose what she thought it was – However, the important thing, is that I had been ‘brave’ and done the right thing!).
Thankfully, this ‘nurse’ could identify a freckle though!
And I’m quite sure that she correctly identified my cock and balls too!
……. Just thought that some of you would enjoy it if I shared my naughty tale!........................