Where it happened: Jr High
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
In the nurses office.
As a boy, my first sexual event with a member of the opposite sex happened a very long time ago. I was in Jr High School ,seventh grade in the “Gym” class. We were at the track learning how to run hurdles. I was pretty tall and liked jumping the high hurdles. Not being good at most sports, I seemed to excel in only running and track sports. On this day, I got tangled up in a hurdle and fell face first down into the dirt track. I skinned myself pretty good. My coach ordered me to go see the nurse. I said I’d be ok, but he insisted. The nurses office was near the boys gym building so I just walked in to her office. Nurse Anderson was her name. I considered her to be “old” – in hindsight, she was probably in her mid 30’s. She asked me what happened and I told her I just fell but that I was OK. My shirt and shorts were all dirty and there was some minor blood stains on my shirt and knees. She closed the door and told me to remove my shirt. Back then, I was a skinny kid without much of a muscular build. I admit that I was envious of some of the other boys with their developing chests and strong torsos. I considered myself as average in everything – except my height. I admit that starting Jr High exposed me to the knowledge of other boys bodies and how they looked. The shower and locker room provided me with my first wide experience on teenage bodies. Like other boys, at first I was hesitant to strip naked in front of everyone, but I soon got used to it after seeing that I was about “average” in the penis department. I did see some pretty big ones but some were smaller than mine. At thirteen, I thankfully had grown some pubic hair but, again like other boys in seventh grade, I didn’t have much. So there I was, standing shirtless in front of nurse Anderson. She opened the medicine cabinet and removed some disinfectant and iodine to treat my wounds. She told me to sit on the little table with the paper sheet on it. She dabbed at my chest and belly scrapes and asked me how it happened. She made some small talk with questions about how I liked school and all. I felt more comfortable as she became friendlier with me. When she was done with my chest and arm wounds, she asked me to stand up. I did, then she walked behind me and asked if I had scrapped anything else. I told her I was fine. She noticed some more scrapes just below my gym shorts on my upper legs. She asked about those. I said I was fine. She said she’d have to look at those too and ordered me to stand on a short little stepping stool to help raise me up to her level. As she placed her hand on my leg, she pushed my shorts up and up looking at the small scrapes I had there. When she went about as high as she could by pushing up my shorts, she told me that I’d have to drop my running shorts so she could get a better look. Yikes, I was hoping she wouldn’t do that as I was getting embarrassed by having a woman see me in my underwear. When I stalled, she said that I couldn’t go until she was finished with me and to hurry up and do what she said. So, down went my gym shorts. Now I stood in front of nurse Anderson with nothing on but my undies, socks and tennis shoes. She went back to her medicine cabinet for more stuff and while she was there the worst thing I could think of happened – I started to spring a boner. I tried to will myself down but nothing helped. My little dick had a mind of it’s own. When she turned back to me, she must have seen the small rise in my underwear but said nothing as she tended to the two scrapes on my right leg. By this time, she had her head right next to my rising dick. Then she said that she’d have to see more just to be sure she got every scrape. I assured her she had. She said I’d have to lower my underwear to be sure. There I was, with a growing boner and she asks me to drop my drawers. I was so embarrassed. She looked me in the eye and said “off with them”. So, I bent down and pulled my underwear right down to my ankles, then, doing more than she asked, pulled them off of my shoes and tossed them on the floor. So there I was, now completely exposed to a woman – and I had that growing hard-on. Nurse Anderson was looking directly at my dick now and she moved in on it for a good examination for damage. I couldn’t believe it when she reached out and grabbed my dick and moved it around to look it over and examine my hairless balls. She asked if I hurt down here. I said no again, that everything was just fine. By this time, my dick was sticking straight out at her. She looked at me and said that it appears to be “working ok”. I didn’t know what to say but my dick continued to rise right in front of her. I finely said that I was sorry. “Don’t be” she said. She told me to relax and we’d wait for “that” go go back down and that while we waited, I could ask her anything. I though then, Ok, I said, I asked her if I looked “normal down there” for my age- I had about 4 inches hard. Every boy has that question she said, and that, yes, I looked perfectly normal to her. So, getting braver, I asked how big my penis would grow. She smiled and said it would depend but not for me to worry about it. I asked about my hair and the fact that it was light and hard to see. She said that my pubic hair growth seemed to be about right for my age and that later it would spread away from the small area it covered now directly over my dick. She said my light brown hair color would remain the same throughout life – and that I looked normal to her. Next question, when would I be big enough for have sex? She went on about how penis size is not the only concern for pleasing a girl, and that I was still pretty young to be having “girl sex” although it was normal to think about such things. Oh my, now my boner would never go away. I was turned on and couldn’t do anything about it. Anything else?” she asked. Oh, I wanted to know everything about girls, tits, fucking and sucking and whatever else that was involved with sex, but I was afraid to ask her. I wonder now how she would have responded to such questions. But I could only respond with a weak “No, I guess not”. So now she looked down at my iron-hard dick and asked how I could go back to class like that. I asked if I could wait awhile. The best part of the event then happened. She said that it my take awhile (she must have really understood boys) and that there was a way to hurry things along. My blank stare was my response. “You should jack-off”. More blank staring. She looked at me and stated that I must know about masturbating – right?. Oh yea, was my response. So she reminded me that after “finishing” my penis would most likely go back to it’s normal state quickly. Nurse Anderson wanted me to jack off – in front of her? I asked if she meant right now, right here with you? Are you too embarrassed? Do you want me to go outside? I will if you want me to – otherwise I have some paperwork to finish, she said. Yes I’m embarrassed but yes I will, I responded. “Now?” I asked. She responded that yes, did I think it would take long? I didn’t think so. With that, I began to slowly start jacking my rigid cock while nurse Anderson completed paper forms. She told me to get comfortable and that I could get down off the stool. When I hit the floor, I spread my legs slightly and began the ancient ritual of teenage self gratification. Every minute or so, nurse Anderson would look over at me. I wanted this to last forever but I knew I would blow my wad shortly. I’d been beating my meat for over a year now and could shoot jizz (as we called it back then). As I pounded away, I started to give out the low grunts. When nurse Anderson turned to look at me after the first grunt, I said I was sorry for that, but she said it was ok and normal. Then she asked if I was “getting close?” Yes, I said, very close now. With that, she said – and I think by now she was teasing me along – she asked what I was going to do with “the mess” I’d be making. “You do ejaculate don’t you?” Yes, I shyly responded. She reminded me that when boys can ejaculate, they can make girls pregnant and that when the time comes, to always use a condom – more free sex advice from nurse Anderson. She said she didn’t want it going on the floor. She turned around and went to a Kleenex box and returned with a wad of tissues. To my big surprise, (why should anything surprise me by now?) she held the Kleenex out in front of my dick. Oh god, she wanted me to come in her hand? Ready? She asked. I responded with something like “yea, here goes” then went into my worlds greatest orgazism. I grunted and spewed out my biggest wad of jizz ever. Right into nurse Andersons hand – ok tissue. I let out some shallow gasps, ooos and ahaaas during the release. I got one more surprise when she replaced the full-up tissue with a fresh one and actually held it in front of my dick and told me to pump it all out so I wouldn’t leak out later. I did as told and milked all of my boy cum into the tissue held by nurse Anderson – my dream girl. She tossed that, gave me one more clean tissue “for the road” and told me to put my shorts back on – providing I was through with the erections. I probably could have gone another round and climaxed once again but I got the message that this was not a pure sexual thing and that I was not going to get any more assistance from her. Somehow, my four incher reduced itself to it’s flaccid little self and I got dressed to go. She thanked me for being a good patient and asked if there was anything else. I said thanks and walked over and gave her a hug around the neck. She smiled as I left the room.
Much later, I retold my story to my best friend but he didn’t believe me. I wouldn’t have either. Technically, this wasn’t boy-girl sex, but I consider it close enough – and will never forget nurse Anderson.
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