Dick Doc

Date: 4/23/2019

I'm at a urologist for another followup. It's a familiar routine, doctor and nurse. They're both women, both examining me. I'm naked. The woman my age has a pointer that's like a needle. Talking to her assistant, she points out an old scar halfway up my shaft, which is irrelevant to my injury. The needle pokes and I shift uncomcomfortably. I'm fully erect and they don't seem to mind. It probably makes the examination easier. Then she gets to my injury, a small diagonal stripe on the left side of the shaft closer to the tip. "Right here you can see the bruise. And because you're injured it's going to be bent." I'm fully erect. Yes, the curvature of my dick at this point is noticeable. It's rock hard. She keeps examining. I keep fully shaved, just a stubble of pubes which she seems to be looking at. One of my testicles has retracted in excitement, so I shift it back out. Then a big vein appears and disappears in my inner thigh, which I think is part of the real problem. "OHMYGOD! His testicle's growing!" the doctor says. They both spring into emergency mode, gathering medical equipment and putting me in stirrups. My dad is a movie version of Batman. He's driving a tourism bus with just me and the family in a foreign city. He misses a turn because he wants to go to the other side of the hotel, but he's in the wrong lane and about to run over cones. Suddenly, he goes into Batman mode, probably on a mission now, accelerates, and drives the bus up stairs to a big ramp wrapping around a really big building. He accelerates more and squeezes between walls and cement barrier poles several times. We're in some kind of subway system now. He crashes the bus and it crumples like an accordion at the front, but it's just like a videogame, so he can still drive. When he crashes again though, we all have to get out.