[ThomasMoore]

I just got home from one of the most intense experiences that I have ever had. I recently began seeing a physical therapist, who specialized in pelvic therapy. This is a truly legit, doctor ordered therapist who I was referred to due to some bladder issues that I developed after an emergency appendectomy. After a couple of appointments I had been making progress but had leveled out. Today, my therapist suggested that I needed to have internal work done on my bladder. I have had prostate checks before and am absolutely not a fan! She said that that was the next step to alleviating my issues. Now let me set the scene for you, my therapist is a mid 50's professional acting and looking nurse type with a motherly demeanor. She is not ugly, but not really attractive to me either, she does have one redeeming factor, and that is that she has a rather large chest, and always wears a bright colored t shirt with her scrub bottoms. After discussing what the benefits of internal bladder massage, which for men is done through the anus, I took a deep breath and reluctantly said yes. She instructed me to remove my shorts and my boxers, and lay on my back under the sheet, on the table. When I was ready she knocked and entered and began donning plastic gloves. She then ran some kind of massage type oil on my lower abdomen and rolled down the sheet way below my pubic hair but just above my soft shaft. She began massaging my lower abdomen and rearranged the sheet, and began to massage my thigh, which meant that she ever so often brushed against or slightly under my balls as I was still positioned on my back. I could feel the blood filling my shaft and began to think about anything that would make things settle down. Just when I had gotten things calmed down a little, she took my foot and raised it to my other knee, which gave her access to the area between my butt and the start of my shaft, and began massaging that area. I couldn't help it and felt my cock fill with blood and stand at full staff.she continued to make small talk to keep my mind off of things no doubt, but there was no way that she couldn't feel that the base of my shaft was hard and flexed as she massaged my taint. My face was terribly red and I stuttered out sorry, but she reassured me that was normal, and not to worry. At that point she abruptly stopped, which I thought meant she might be finished. To my surprise, she told me to lay on my side with the pillow between my knees, as she lubed up her finger and positioned herself behind me. She told me to relax as she began to run her finger around my anus gently increasing the pressure until I felt her finger tip slip up inside me! She told me to take deep breaths as I felt her finger begin to probe around inside me. Unlike a prostate exam, which is over in a matter of seconds, this process lasted a little longer than 10 minutes! I could feel her reaching deeper in me, as she worked her finger around the number of a clock, 1 o'clock to 3 o clock and so on. When she rubbed in a particular area, I got that unmistakable feeling when my prostate was massaged, except this went on for awhile. when the initial shock had worn off, I noticed that my shaft had grown full, not rock hard but full and firm as she worked on me. A few times she asked me if working in that area gave me the urge to urinate, which it did big time. At this point I felt like I might urinate but instead, I could feel a steady stream of pre cum dribbling out on my, running onto my left thigh, and dribbling down into a growing pool on the sheet next to me! As she probed what felt like for ever, I could feel the pre cum running out of my swollen shaft off and on, a couple times it nearly started like a urine stream, but was instead a clear very sticky substance. This went on for awhile and I was absolutely amazed that that volume of pre cum was in me! The weird thing was that it didn't feel like a true orgasm, with the unmistakable feel of cum shooting out in throbs. Instead this felt like I had to pee and was unable to hold it in? She said that was enough for today and slowly withdrew her finger, giving me a smile and said that there were wipes on the counter and to get dressed and meet her in the hallway. My legs were pretty wobbly and my face was flushed as I got dressed. This was the first of about 4 more visits of internal work ahead of me! I am strangely looking forward to next week, but am also rather worried that I could have a full on orgasm while laying there.