Being single and twenty two, I was knocking off this older married woman.  I liked older married women.  They know what they want and aren’t about to run around telling what they had been up to, especially to husbands.  I remember that she couldn’t get enough cock.  Every time we met it started with fucking and then the night ended with fucking.  I had no idea if her husband knew what she was like, and up to.  If he didn’t know then, he did about a year after we first shagged.  Sheila turned up for what I expected to be another shagging, only to be told that she had just had the results of a VD test and she was positive. 

She told me that I needed to go and get tested.  Sheila also told me that this was the last time she would see me as her husband now knew that she was not only shagging me, but two other lads as well.  She suspected it was one of the two lads that had given her a dose.  She did say that of the four of us I was better than both the lads and way better than her husband.

It was the following evening when I attended the clap clinic.  I was surprised just how many people were attending for tests or treatment.  There was about three men to every woman there.  I filled out their paperwork with a false name and address and my real phone number, in case they needed to contact me.  Then I was waiting to be seen and tested.  I wondered why there was so many men and so few women.  After all, the men couldn’t all be gay.  I had no idea what the testing would involve.  Then a small, pretty looking, nurse came out and called my name, the false one, and I was led to a room where there was a woman doctor.  The doctor was in her mid-thirties and rather good looking.  Not unlike Sheila to look at.  I was expecting that she would just take blood and send me on my way.

The doctor asked was I ok with a woman doctor.  I told her I was, and she told me that was just as well, as she was the only doctor that evening and it would be three more nights before I could get tested if I wanted a male doctor.  She asked quite a few personal questions.  Some had me blushing.  Then I was told to go behind the screen and drop my trousers and pants and sit on the bed and wait for her to do the tests.

I blushed even more when the doctor came behind the screens and placed a dish with stuff for taking blood and some other nasty looking tools.  I watched as she huffed on her hands telling me she was sorry if they were cold as she took hold of my cock.  It immediately started to swell in her hand.  Then she took what looked like a small crochet needle, and before I had time to get my breath from her cold hands on my cock, she had stuck part of the needle into my pee hole and scraped it around.  I winced as it hurt, but then she had removed it and was putting it into a tube for sending away for testing. 

As I sat there still stunned from what she had just done.  She then took hold of my cock again and rolled it around between her fingers, a bit like a man rolls a cigar between his fingers.  Then she took hold of my balls with her other hand and rolled them around as her other hand still held my length.  All the time she was looking at my still swelling cock.   By this time the pain had subsided and she told me that it might be just a little sore when I peed for the next day or two, possibly a slight burning sensation.

Then she let go of my cock and balls and said I could put it away and then to roll up a sleeve for some blood tests.  I rolled up the sleeve first and in seconds she was drawing blood as my hard cock still protruded from my pants.  Then she took the samples to her desk as she told me to finish getting dressed.  As I put my cock away and got dressed, I could see her around the screen.  Looking at her legs under her desk didn’t do anything to help my cock subside.  Then the nurse returned and I was led just outside the treatment room and told to wait for some paperwork.

The nurse went back in and was talking to the doctor.  As she had left the door open I could hear their conversation.  The nurse told the doctor that she thought that I was rather good looking.  The doctor told her that she had just tested me for VD and I wasn’t there for no reason.  Then the doctor giggled that if I was positive, it was a lucky woman that had passed it on to me.  The nurse asked why.  I heard the doctor telling the nurse that whilst she handled my cock I got an erection, and I had a good sized cock.

The nurse asked what she considered a good size, and the doctor giggled again, and then said that in her estimation it had to be almost eight inches long and pretty thick.  There was a bit more giggling before the nurse said that I was not only handsome but also well blessed before she returned with paperwork.  I was given papers with phone numbers and also instructions to let all my sexual partners know that I had been tested and suggested that I only had sex with condoms until I got the results or better still refrain from sex until I had the results.

As the nurse told me this and handed me the papers I saw her eyes keep going to my cock that was still tenting the front of my jeans.  That just made my erection worse.  I was also told when I could ring up for the results.  I limped from the clinic still sporting that erection.  How I wanted to stick it into some juicy pussy, but obviously that wasn’t a wise thing to do, besides Sheila was off my list now and no new pussy to replace her. 

After a short drive home, I lay on my bed and wanked myself thinking about the pretty nurse and the sexy doctor.  I wasn’t sure which I would love to fuck the most.  Then as I came, I wished I hadn’t as it stung quite badly.  It was a lot more than the slight burning sensation the doctor told me about.  The doctor was right, it not only burnt that time, but it burnt for several days when I peed and the thought of that prevented me from getting another erection.

It was just over a week later when I got a phone call from the clinic.  I recognised the voice straight away.  It was the pretty nurse.  She asked had I got my results yet.  I told her I was about to ring up for them.  The nurse told me that she had the results and that they were negative.  I was quite relieved on hearing that.  Then the nurse told me that although I wasn’t infected with any STD’s I did however have a urine infection that needed treatment and if I attended the clinic she could give me the antibiotics I would need.  She suggested that I attend just before ten p.m.  I told her I would be there.  I heard a small giggle not just from her, but also from someone else in the background.

On arriving at the clinic, I was surprised to see the clinic was again pretty full.  As I took a seat the pretty nurse came out and called me straight into a treatment room.  She handed me the antibiotics and gave me instructions to take one tablet three times a day and no alcohol.  Then she asked what was I doing next.  I told her going home.  The nurse told me that she was now off duty and could murder a drink.  I offered to take her for one.  She pointed out that I couldn’t drink whilst on antibiotics.  I still offered to take her for a drink, hoping for something else afterwards.  I had got in some condoms in case I was lucky.

On the drive to a pub, she told me her name was Gia.  I told her my real name was Roland, but most of my mates called me Chopper.  Gia giggled and told me that she probably knew why I had that nickname.  As Gia sipped her G&T and I sipped Cola, she said she had spoken with the doctor who was quite impressed with my manhood and asked was it really as big as the doctor had told her.  I told her that she would have to find out for herself.  Gia giggled and said that she may well do that, but not until I had finished my course of antibiotics.

When I dropped her home I got a quick snog as well as a grope of her tits, and just before she got out of the car, her tiny hand groped my semi hard cock and she said, “Not bad,” then she got out of my car.  I went out with Gia over the next two weeks and finally she allowed me to get her naked and onto my bed.  Gia tried to suck my cock as I licked and sucked her pussy, but she could barely get any more than my knob head into her mouth, unlike her pussy that devoured the first four inches before struggling to get it much deeper.  It took a fair amount of work to work all my cock into her tight pussy before I could give her a good banging. 

Afterwards as Gia lay there with a glazed expression on her face she told me her doctor friend, Shona, was right I did have a sizeable cock.  I told her that I wouldn’t have minded showing Shona just how well it worked when it wasn’t being pulled around.  Gia told me that Shona was married with two children.  I told Gia that was just how I normally liked my women and it was one just like her that had caused me to seek the clinics help and testing.  It didn’t seem to phase Gia that I liked older married women.  Instead it seemed to spur her on to try to get me to change my mind.

I fucked Gia for around about ten months before she moved on saying that she couldn’t see a future with me as she thought I was cheating on her.  She wasn’t wrong I had found myself another married lady that would do almost anything to get my cock in her pussy.  I had also grown tired of Gia who was looking for a rock for her finger.  I wasn’t ready for that.  All I wanted was pussy and not a permanent partner.

This episode taught me a few new things.  Younger single girls love big cocks as much as older women and secondly to be much more careful where I stuck it as I didn’t want to end up back at the clinic, even if it might mean seeing Shona again and having her handle my cock.