Chapter 1: You're Not My Doctor

Rated: M

Summary: Percy feels some pain in his groin area that it's making it hard for him to move around. So he decides to go to his doctor, Dr. Peterson to examine him. But it turns out that his doctor has decided to take a short leave to visit the beautiful sites of Paris with his wife and children. So the doctor who will be temporarily replacing Dr. Peterson is Dr. Chase. But little does Percy know that Dr. Chase is actually a woman.

POV: Percy

"I'm sorry but Dr. Peterson is not available at the moment. He's taken a short vacation to Paris with his wife and children. He'll be back next week; do you want to see him then?"

I bit my lip and looked down at my boxers. It was about 9 o'clock in the morning and the pain in my groin was getting worse. I pulled down them down, leaving me completely nude on my bed. I brushed my pubic hair toward me carefully and lifted my penis so I could see my balls. They were sore and looked like a bluish-purple color. I took one of my fingers and touched it gently.

I groaned inwardly. It still hurt like hell.

"Um, sir?"

I cursed silently.

"Uh, no I want to stop by today please."

"Okay, we've got Dr. Chase, Dr. Crowley—"

"Chase is fine, what time?" I said hurriedly.

"Actually I think Dr. Chase is available by 10 o'clock of today, is that okay for you?"

"Wonderful," I said, trying to control my voice. As I said my goodbye to the receptionist, I hung up the phone and let out a long moan.

"I can't even touch my own balls," I hissed as I slowly got up. I picked up my boxers from my bed and carefully slid it on. I rummaged through my drawers looking for something comfortable to wear then finally deciding to put on some basketball shorts.

As I finished slipping on my Hollister shirt, I reached down to get my phone and dialed Malcolm who lived a few blocks down from me in a different apartment building.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Malcolm!" I greeted as I exited my bedroom. I spread my legs slightly as I walked so my groin wouldn't hurt as much. I turned on the kitchen light and swiftly opened the freezer to get one of my ice packs.

"Oh hi, Perce, what's up?"

"Well, um, my balls hurt," I replied awkwardly, adding a small laugh. I went over to the supply closet and retrieved a small towel to wrap the ice pack in.

"And you called me 'cause…"

I felt an unwanted tension rise between us.

"Wait, no! Malcolm, I'm not gay! I was calling to ask if you could take me to the hospital to get a quick check-up."

I heard him breathe a sigh of relief through the phone.

"Oh yeah, totally. I'll be there soon."

I tossed my phone next to me as I pulled down my shorts and boxers carefully. I lifted my penis once again and gently laid the pack on my balls. I moaned softly as I felt the cool cloth pressed against the tender area. I lay my head back and closed my eyes.

"Damn that feels good," I whispered.

"Don't you need a ride to get back?"

"Naw man, I'll get there myself," I said, waving away his generous offer.

"Okay, well I'll see you later man!"

"Yeah bro, thanks for the ride! You're going to the Connors' party this Friday right?"

"How can I forget?" He honked his car as he drove back to the driveway.

"Jackson," I told her. "Percy Jackson. I'm here for a check-up with Dr. Chase."

"She'll be right with you, sir," she replied with a smile.

I froze.

"Wait, she? You mean like—"

"Percy Jackson," a voice called. I turned to see a beautiful blonde with a clipboard ready in her hand.

"Here," I croaked.

"Nice to meet you Percy, my name's Dr. Annabeth Chase, but you can just call me Annabeth."

We shook hands briefly then she led me to one of the check-up rooms. I gripped the icepack that pressed against my groin tightly. How am I going to survive this?

I sat down on the long examination chair that looked like it was close relatives to a dentist's chair. Annabeth pulled a swiveling chair from her desk and sat down with her clipboard still at hand.

"What seems to be the problem, Percy? I can call you Percy, right? I don't like formalities."

That's ironic.

"Yeah, Percy's fine. Well it's kind of obvious," I muttered, pointing down at my crotch.

"Is that all?" she double-checked, standing up. I gave her a brief nod before she told me to take off my shirt.

"I'll check for any other things that may be going on before heading to your crotch area," she noted me.

I tried my best to not look at her, but she was just too good to ignore. I stared at her blonde princess curls and mesmerizing gray eyes. I didn't dare myself to look what was beneath her neck, or else my groin would start to hurt again.

"Sit up straight for me, please." I obeyed as she ran her soft fingers on my neck, chin, chest and abdomen.

"Okay you seem fine with your upper body. Now let's check out what's been happening in the lower area. Can you take off the rest of your clothing please?"

I hesitated for a moment before lifting the pack from my groin and sliding off my shorts and boxers. My face flushed when I saw her eyeing my penis. I sat my bare butt back down. I refrained myself from flinching at the sudden coolness of the seat.

"Sit here at the edge so I can take a better look."

I reluctantly swung my legs carefully to the side of the long chair. I sucked in my breath as she bent down and lifted my penis. I gripped the chair tightly, careful not to moan or get a boner.

She weighed my sore balls in her tender hands. She pressed her thumb softly into my sac. Then I noticed something weird. She wasn't wearing any gloves. But I didn't complain.

"Have you had any recent sexual activity?" she asked.

I blushed.

"Well, um, last night with my girlfriend."

I saw a sudden flash in her eyes. I'm not sure if it was anger or surprise. She nodded her head to continue.

"She did press on my balls pretty hard I guess," I said slowly.

"Were you two able to finish?" she asked emotionlessly.

"No, we got interrupted," I muttered, blushing slightly.

"Well," she said, standing up. "Percy, it's clear that you have blue balls."

"Blue…balls? I have never heard of that."

She smirked.

"You're probably one of the only guys who's had never heard of that. Did you try masturbating?"

"Er, um no?"

"Okay then," she responded smugly. "I'll be back with the medicine that can treat you."

She came back with nothing in her hand. Her clipboard was gone but I noticed something different about her. It was her presence that scared me. As she entered the threshold of the check-up room, she closed and locked the door behind her. I felt sudden goose bumps showering me when she took off her white doctor coat.

"Can I see?" she murmured softly, stepping closer. Before I can say anything in reply, she gently laid my back on the hard cushion.

"What—"

I started to say until she ran a finger against my penis. I bit my lip hard, careful not to groan or grow. She leaned in close and whispered,

"Relax…"

And so I did. I closed my eyes as her tender hands gripped my penis. She twisted, tightening the skin, making me moan softly. I felt my penis stiffen as she pressed the tip. I moaned louder as she dug her tongue into the opening.

"Don't stop," I whispered heavily. She obeyed and started sucking, mouthing and licking. I groaned, not even caring that the patients and employees would hear me. I bucked my hips as she started to massage my sore balls. I savored the pleasure of having her gentle fingers cover and pump my swollen testicles. I propped myself up on my elbows and sat up. I held her head in my hands and gently pushed her deeper, making her deep throat my length. I groaned with pleasure, curling my toes as I felt my tip rub against her throat.

Suddenly, I felt a rush of cold air, making me open my eyes. She was stripping. I watched hungrily as she reached her undergarments.

"You like this don't you," she murmured seductively, undoing her bra. I felt a tingling sensation in my groin area as she crawled on top of me, placing her mound on my tip. I moaned long and loud as she ground her hips down, letting me penetrate inside her. But I was soon muted by her breasts which she forced into my mouth. Annabeth gasped as I sucked on her fully developed breasts. I bit and licked on her erect nipples.

"Hold on," she said, breathlessly. She reached over to her coat and retrieved something foil-wrapped. She ripped it open and a condom fell out. She threw the wrapper aside and placed the condom on the tip of Percy Jr. She pinched the tip of the condom and rolled out the rubber swiftly all the way down to my shaft.

I felt myself beginning to come so I slowly flipped us around. I lifted her legs and spread them out wide as she lay flat. I positioned myself, guiding the tip of my penis to her entrance. I went in slowly, propping my elbows next to her shoulders. I looked into her gray eyes and bent down to kiss her softly on the lips. She responded by grabbing a tuft of my hair, pulling me down and roughly kissed me back. As I grinded into her, I left her lips and left a trail of kisses down her neck.

I couldn't handle it anymore. I went faster and deeper, thrusted my hips up between her thighs making the chair shake and her body bounce. She moaned, groaned and gasped, encouraging me to go even faster. I heard my balls smacking against her wet skin, the squeaking of the chair, the moaning and groaning that escaped from our lips. She gripped my shoulders tightly at first and gradually softened her grip as I penetrated deeper. My rhythm became irregular and my breathing uneven. I was out of control.

"Percy—," she gasped as I thrusted wildly into her. I felt raw wet skin at the tip of my penis, but I didn't care. I pounded once more, hard and deep, hitting her G-spot. I grunted as I shot my seed into her the same time she came on my penis.

"Damn, that feels good," I whispered as the pain in my balls disappeared. We made out for a few more minutes before I slipped out of her. Percy Junior was exhausted and wet from the whole thing. We put on our clothes, while watching each other. I stared at her body, the curve of her hips and beautifully proportioned breasts.

I pressed her up against the door before slipping my arms around her waist and connecting her lips with mine. Our tongues entered each other's territory, testing and familiarizing. She pulled back suddenly.

"I thought you had a girlfriend."

"What girlfriend?" I pressed my lips against hers again, feeling her smile against my lips. I shivered as I felt her hand slip into my shorts.

"I don't have a ride," I murmured into her ear.

"That can be fixed," she answered mischievously, letting me run my hand inside my shirt. This was going to be a long day.