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For Taeyong, the decision was an easy one.
He’d read that about twenty percent of omegas experience a difficult to break hymen, which made him far less freaked out. He was sick of dealing with the pain and discomfort any time he tried vaginal penetration, whether by himself or with a partner. As much as he enjoyed anal, he wanted to get the full experience his genitals offered, especially when it comes to being knotted.
Taeyong’s primary care physician, Dr. Ten Lee, an alpha with a slight build and strikingly handsome features, recommended that he get a deflowering procedure performed. After learning a bit about the procedure, the negligent risks involved, and the overwhelming ease with which it’s performed, Taeyong quickly agreed and Dr. Lee referred him to a colleague who specialized in the procedure among other omega health issues.
He had a short intake appointment with Dr. Suh last week, where they discussed the procedure. Dr. Suh was a tall, muscular alpha with a charming smile and warm brown eyes. He liked to joke and quickly put Taeyong at ease. They went over some paperwork and recovery tips.
“A whole month?” Taeyong looked up from the paper Dr. Suh had given him with mild surprise on his face.
Dr. Suh smiled compassionately, “I know. I know, for some people a whole month of abstinence is a lot. But it’s really to allow us to monitor things better. Technically though, after the first five days, you’re welcome to have clitoral orgasms, just try not to have more than one per day and make sure to keep everything sanitary afterwards. We’ll do your check up on the second week mark - that’s to make sure the hymen isn’t regrowing. I’ll give you more info then, if everything looks good, you may be able to try penetration, either vaginal or anal, during week three.”
Taeyong nodded thoughtfully, reading on.
“Now, one thing I wanted to ask you about. I saw on your form you had indicated that you’re not on birth control and you’d like to avoid being inseminated,” Dr. Suh quickly raised a placating hand, his face earnest. “That’s totally fine and I’ll absolutely abide by it if it’s your choice, but I did want to let you know some more context. I’ve had a vasectomy, personally, and I know the odds of pregnancy from my semen are null. I’ve seen with my patients that when I orgasm inside during a knotting, it improves the healing process and lessens the pain. It’s not a guarantee, but it happens frequently. So I just wanted to give you that information in case you wanted to rethink.”
Taeyong, blushing slightly at the thought of Dr. Suh’s cum inside of him but also intensely comforted by the doctor’s professional tone, considered that.
“You don’t have to decide right now.”
“Well, I mean, you said there’s no risk of pregnancy, so in that case I don’t see a drawback, right? Might as well.”
“Sure! Okay. I’ll note that on the sheet. So I’ll want to do a physical before the procedure. I think we can fit you in next week, you’ll have to check with Jeno out front. It’ll just be a routine physical, with the addition that I’ll want to check everything out down there to know what I’ll be working with. Sound good?”
“Sounds good, doctor.”
“You can call me Johnny,” Dr. Suh smiled, wheeling himself towards the counter to throw away his gloves. “I always feel a little odd doing the deflowering procedures without at least acknowledging the intimacy that can come with it.”
The following week, freshly showered and with a little anxiety in his belly, Taeyong arrives at the clinic. A nurse who introduces himself as Doyoung takes his vitals before Dr. Suh – Johnny – comes in. Is Taeyong nervous? Perhaps a bit. He’s had plenty of physicals before, including slightly more invasive ones. He’s not shy about his body and he trusts Johnny. And yet, his body can’t help but be a little apprehensive at what’s to come.
“Hi! Good to see you,” Johnny smiles. He sets down a clipboard and pulls on some purple gloves. His large hands look extra capable in them. His hair looks even softer today.
“Good to see you too, Johnny.”
“How are you doing? Any complaints I should know about?” Johnny wheels his stool close to the cot where Taeyong is sitting.
“Nope. Nothing really.”
“Great, let’s get started. I’m going to start from your head and progress down. I’ll let you know when I need you to remove your clothes.”
Dr. Suh starts by checking out Taeyong’s eyes and ears and nose, shining his flashlight into orifices and prodding them with instruments. It’s innocuous and not the least bit uncomfortable. Once the doctor’s warm hands start feeling under Tayong’s jawline, pressing into his neck to feel for unnatural lumps and who knows what else, Taeyong realizes that he’s actually quite enjoying this. There’s something special about being so thoroughly and carefully inspected. Being the sole focus of a professional like Dr. Suh.
Taeyong’s anxiety yo-yos between dissipating and heightening once Johnny starts to inspect his mouth and throat, his gloved fingers pressing on his tongue and feeling the inside of his cheeks. It feels abrupt and invasive and yet somehow pleasurable.
“How’s your gag reflex?” Johnny asks. Taeyong shrugs.
“It’s not very sensitive, but it’s there. Last time my doctor was checking it out, he said it’s weaker than average.”
Johnny prompts him to open up again and sticks his fingers in deeper, supporting Taeyong’s head with his other hand. Taeyong feels his throat constrict as Johnny probes deeper. Then the intrusion is gone.
“Sorry, I know it’s not fun. Yeah, I’d agree with weaker than average.”
After checking out a few more things, Johnny hands Taeyong a paper gown and draws a curtain across the room to give him privacy to change. Once Taeyong is ready, feeling a little awkward in the flimsy gown covering his skinny body, Johnny continues with the physical. He listens to Taeyong’s lungs and heart, then hooks up some monitors to him and asks him to do a bit of exercise. Doing crunches on a doctor’s office table while a scarily handsome alpha tracks his heart rate and God knows what else is a bit outside of Taeyong’s comfort zone. But if the tingling in his nether region is anything to go by, it may be within his kink zone.
“Okay, I mean, you’re a little winded it seems, but nothing unusual,” Johnny smiles, unhooking the devices. “No concerns here.”
Cheeks a little ruddy, Taeyong smiles back.
“I’m going to feel around your chest now. I’d like to check for any lumps. I also noticed some spots on your skin – is this a mole? Yeah, right there, I want to take a closer look.”
“I have some of these on my chest too.”
“In that case, do you mind opening your gown on top, so I can take a look? For someone with fair skin like you, it’s good to get these things checked out regularly, so that you don’t risk skin cancer. Yep, you don’t need to open the gown fully, just on top. Thank you. You may lie back down.”
Johnny looks focused and professional while working on Taeyong’s chest. The omega can’t help but feel special for being under so much scrutiny. Especially when Johnny begins to press and slide his fingers around Taeyong’s flat chest. It shouldn’t feel so intimate, but somehow it does.
Eventually, Johnny steps back. He sits down on his stool.
“No concerns there. The mole next to your right nipple is a little big, but I don’t think we need to worry about it right now. Definitely keep an eye on it though. Alright, next, I’m going to pull these out…” Johnny moves to the foot of the table and pulls two stirrups out from a compartment. “We’ll move on to a pelvic exam now. Please make yourself as comfortable as you can. If you can scoot all the way down to the edge and place your ankles in the stirrups…Yep. Here, you can spread this blanket over your knees to provide you some privacy.”
And just like that, Taeyong finds himself on his back, with his legs spread and his privates fully in the doctor’s face. He swallows thickly and tries not to overthink.
“Great amount of lubrication. That’s–”
“Sorry,” Taeyong says on impulse. Isn’t it weird to be producing so much slick during a physical? He’s not even turned on, per se.
“No, no, nothing to apologize for. It’s perfectly normal. Happens to everyone. And it’s going to be very helpful with your condition, once the hymen is gone and you try penetration here, this should make things easier for you. But yeah, trust me, even my Alpha patients react like this during a physical and that’s a lot more obvious.”
Johnny has brought his chair close between Taeyong’s legs and Taeyong can’t see him because of the blanket thrown over his knees. The doctor’s warm gloved hands begin touching around his vagina, sliding along the crease of his thighs as if feeling for bumps, and then probing around his folds. His fingers touch and squeeze and inspect, brisk but gentle, and Taeyong tries not to react when they brush against the sensitive tippy-tip of his clit.
Shit .
Taeyong prays that this part of the exam ends soon. It’s too embarrassing.
But Dr. Suh has other plans. He continues feeling around, brushing his clit this way and that to get a better look. He measures and notes down the size of various parts of Taeyong’s genitals. Pokes around and spreads the wetness of Taeyong’s slick.
Johnny continues talking, informing Taeyong of what he’s about to do. His voice is soothing. Fairly soon, Taeyong becomes aware that he can sense Johnny’s alpha pheromones stirring up his own omega hormones. Already he feels himself relaxing. Giving in.
He gets it more now, why these procedures are done by alphas.
“I'm going to use a speculum to take a closer look at your hymen and know what I’ll be working with, okay? It’ll feel a little cold and may be uncomfortable. Let me know if it gets too painful.”
Taeyong hears the cling of metal, then feels Johnny’s lubed up fingers slide around his opening. Johnny slips a finger inside. Once again, he’s brisk and efficient, twisting his finger and getting Taeyong’s cunt used to the intrusion. Another finger later, the warmth retreats and is replaced by the metal tip of the speculum. Taeyong can’t help but tense. The contraption slides in bit by bit and Taeyong hisses. The stretch feels foreign. Johnny begins to crank the speculum open and Taeyong tenses even more – to most people, this would hardly feel uncomfortable, but that’s the issue with Taeyong’s condition.
“Doctor Suh…uh…” Taeyong begins. His mind hyperfixates on the feeling of being spread open for the doctor.
“Hurts? Sorry about that,” Johnny immediately closes up the speculum and the pain eases. He stands up and peers around to meet Taeyong’s eye. “I’ll tell you what, let me just try something.”
Johnny steps closer, smiling a comforting smile. He takes off his glove and places a warm hand on Taeyong’s arm. Suddenly, a wave of calm washes over Taeyong. The power of a good alpha’s presence in a moment like this is unmistakable. Taeyong feels his muscles relax once more and warmth pool in his nether regions.
“There’s a benefit to our statuses in this case, isn’t there?” Johnny smiles, rubbing Taeyong’s arm. “And by the way, you’re not the only one who feels it. For me, it’s a strong feeling of clarity and calm and purpose. Okay, shall I try again? If it still hurts, no worries, we’ll try something else.”
This time, the discomfort is merely a nuisance when Johnny cranks the speculum open. The doctor is able to shine a light inside and take stock of the state of Taeyong’s hymen. He makes some notes in his chart.
“The next thing I’d like to do is, I need to help you achieve an orgasm, so I can see how everything in here reacts to that, okay? I’m going to start while the speculum is still in, so I can see. I’ll pull it out after and work by touch.”
Johnny applies a glob of lube to his thumb and begins massaging Taeyong’s clit. He shines a light inside his hole and observes the contractions that pleasure triggers for Taeyong. It’s more than obvious, how many times he must have done this, by the skill and efficiency of his fingers. Taeyong has to stifle a moan as zaps of pleasure coarse through him.
The doctor gently removes the speculum. He lubes up his fore- and middle fingers by running them through Taeyong’s slick, then gently inserts first one, then the other. He begins fingering Taeyong expertly, fingers twisting and bending, feeling around while the thumb of his other hand rubs at Taeyong’s clit. It takes Taeyong all of his willpower not to start bucking off the table. When his knees try to close, Johnny assertively holds them open once more.
“Given that you receive anal penetration fairly frequently, I also think it’s worth taking note of how things react inside your vagina when you’re getting anal stimulation. I’m going to keep my fingers in here,” Johnny wiggles his two fingers inside Taeyong’s pussy, “and give you some stimulation alongside your anus. Alright?”
Taeyong’s ass hole is lubed up and probed. A moan slips out of his throat and he shuts his eyes tightly. At least the doctor seems focused on his task and doesn’t comment. The only sign that this is a little different from the routine physical is the fresh wave of Alpha pheromones that hits Taeyong, simultaneously relaxing him and sending him into a deeper arousal frenzy.
Johnny continues to finger both of his holes, occasionally pausing to wiggle and curl his fingers and note the way things are reacting to the stimulation. With two fingers in each hole, he quickly brings Taeyong to an orgasm.
While Taeyong comes back to himself, Johnny cleans him up helpfully.
“You’re all good to lower your legs,” Johnny says, sitting back on his stool and taking notes on the computer. “Okay, so thanks for being patient with me through that. I’ve gathered some good observations here and I’ve got a good idea of what we’re up against. I think you have nothing to worry about.”
Taeyong thanks the doctor and they part ways.
On the fated day, Taeyong arrives at the hospital and checks in for his procedure. He’s taken to a pre-surgery wing and a nurse brings him a gown to change into. Curtains drawn around his bed, he strips, puts away his clothes and slips on hospital-issue socks. He settles on the bed to wait with a blanket draped over his bare legs. The nurse stops by one more time to give him some painkillers, and Dr. Suh comes by as well.
“Hi Taeyong,” he smiles, drawing the curtain. He has a hurried air about him, but he’s as handsome and charming as ever. His blue dotted tie looks good against the white of his buttoned doctor’s coat. His stethoscope curls around his neck and a few pens are tucked in his breast pocket.
“Hi Dr. Suh. How are you?”
“I’m well, thank you! Busy day, very busy. And yourself? Not too nervous, I hope?”
Taeyong wonders if Johnny has been doing deflowering procedures all day.
“Just a little bit,” Taeyong offers a smile.
“That’s understandable. You’ll be out of here in no time, I swear. I hope to put you at ease while I’m here before I head over to the operation room,” Johnny smiles back.
He steps closer to Taeyong, inspecting his chart. A subtle wave of Alpha pheromones tickles Taeyong’s senses and something in his stomach unclenches.
“Alright, everything is looking great. You’ve had a good meal this morning, right? Great. The more comfortable you are, the easier this will go. I’m going to ask you to scooch over here to the edge of the bed… Yep. I need to take a look downstairs and make sure we’re all good to go.”
A little flushed, Taeyong lifts the gown enough to expose himself and spreads his legs. Dr. Suh crouches and shines a pen light, inspecting with a professional eye. He prods here and there with a finger, then stands back up.
“All good,” he smiles. He puts away the chart and picks up Taeyong’s hand, running a gentle thumb over it. Their scents blend together in the air between them. “In a minute, I’ll let the nurses get you ready while I get ready myself in the operation room. Everything will go as I outlined last time I saw you, with one small change: I’m going to have Dr. Jung join me. He’s also an alpha and he frequently helps me out with these procedures. Having both of us there can be extra helpful to get you to lubricate and relax well, and it’ll set you up well for healing.”
“Will Dr. Jung perform part of the procedure too?”
“That’s something we’ll have to decide in the moment. If I run into difficulties – if, say, your hymen is a bit stubborn – I may ask him to step in as well.”
Taeyong nods in understanding. Something squeezes hotly between his legs.
“I’ll see you soon, Taeyong,” Dr. Suh smiles a moment later and heads out.
Soon, Taeyong’s bed is wheeled towards the operating room. Nurses help him up onto an examination table. Dr. Suh joins them just as they get the stirrups in place for Taeyong to place his legs in.
“Hi again!” Johnny says. He begins pulling gloves on, “So what I like to do for these procedures is place my patients in light restraints like what we’re about to put over your arms. Don’t be alarmed, it’s a couple of soft straps that are just to prevent you from hurting yourself if ever things get a little intense for you. You said you’ve been with alphas before, right? Yep. Some patients buck in a way that can end up hurting them. Okay, so once the straps are in place, I’m going to shave you and then use a speculum to open you up so I can apply light anaesthetic.”
Taeyong lets his head rest back on the table, anxiety coursing through him. The straps click into place around his arms and legs. Around him, the doctor and the nurses talk to each other as they prepare various things. It’s all so…sterile and distant, yet intense.
Dr. Suh spreads the shaving cream all over Taeyong’s skin and shaves his sparse pubic hair off with brisk yet careful movements. Taeyong feels utterly exposed, legs spread and tied down, being shaved in front of a whole bunch of people.
Well, he supposes, it’s nothing compared to what’s to come.
The door opens and someone new walks in, clothes swishing.
“Ah, Jae! You made it. We’re just getting started. Taeyong, this is Dr. Jung,” Johnny introduces them. The other doctor steps into Taeyong’s field of view and lowers his mask for a moment to say hi. He’s handsome too, ridiculously so.
Johnny slips a lubed up finger inside of Taeyong.
“Forceps.”
A tool pokes and prods around Taeyong’s labia. Dr. Suh’s gaze is professional and concentrated.
“Speculum.”
Johnny withdraws his fingers. He lines up the cold metal of the speculum with Taeyong’s opening. The nurses continue talking to each other quietly as they prepare various tools nearby, some waiting to assist the doctor. Dr. Jung himself stands by the side and watches, arms crossed.
The speculum goes in and spreads Taeyong open. Johnny talks through applying anesthetic through a spray, making sure Taeyong is comfortable and knows what’s going on.
“We’ll wait a few minutes for it to kick in,” Dr. Suh says. He takes off one of his gloves and moves to squeeze Taeyong’s hand. His voice takes on a softer note and Taeyong feels comfort settling around him like a cozy blanket, “Feeling okay, Taeyongie? We’ll be done in no time. I’m really hopeful it’ll feel good even. Jae, come on over.”
Dr. Jung approaches too and smiles at Taeyong. He strokes Taeyong’s shoulder comfortingly. Something about having two Alphas’ presence around him soothes Taeyong’s heart immeasurably.
A few minutes later, it’s time to begin in earnest. Dr. Suh takes a spot between Taeyong’s legs again and adjusts the height of the table to be just below his own waist level. His belt buckle clinks, his zipper opens and he exhales while giving his already hard cock a stroke. It’s a typical Alpha cock, thick and formidable.
“Lubricant please. A little more.”
A nurse applies lube to the doctor’s cock, then squirts some out in his hand, so he can lube Taeyong up with a gloved hand. Johnny moves closer. Taeyong feels the large blunt tip of his cock press against his hole, and then it’s pushing in. Thanks to the anesthetic, there’s hardly any sensation other than a dull pressure.
“The glans is in. His hymen is a little deeper in than usual. I’m going to go slow.”
The doctor continues talking to his crew almost as if Taeyong isn’t there.
“He’s quite tight. He’s tensing up the deeper I go.”
“Apply some stimulation to the clitoris?” Dr. Jung suggests.
“Yeah.”
Johnny’s gloved hand rests between Taeyong’s legs and his thumb begins grazing his clit. It, too, is a bit numbed by the anesthetic, but Taeyong’s body reacts naturally. A warm wave floods Taeyong.
“That’s it. That did it. He’s lubricating too,” the doctor says, pushing in another inch or two. His thumb continues stimulating Taeyong. “Okay. I’m at the hymen. Going in now.”
The pressure in Taeyong’s nether region increases and this time there’s a bit of discomfort too. Suddenly, Dr. Suh’s cock is in to the hilt and Taeyong gasps.
“The hymen has been breached. It was a tough one. Jae, I’m going to keep going for a while, but I’ll need you to step in at some point. I’ll finish up by knotting him.”
Taeyong’s ears are ringing listening to what’s being said about him. At the same time, flush after flush of arousal crashes through him as his omega body reacts to the two Alphas’ own aroused pheromones. The restrains pin him down with no chance of moving, spread open and at the medical personnel’s mercy. Then again, what does he know about what’s right for him? If the doctor orders it, it must be for the best.
“Sounds good,” Doctor Jung acknowledges. Taeyong hears the rustle of clothes and the clink of a belt buckle and looks over to see Dr. Jung pulling out his own hard cock.
Johnny begins moving inside of Taeyong. In and out, in small, measured movements, brow furrowed as he watches with professional concentration. It’s reassuring, watching him work. Dr. Suh is fantastic at his job and Taeyong feels more than taken care of.
“Gauze.”
A nurse reaches out and cleans up the blood and fluids from the doctor’s member and Taeyong’s vagina.
“More lubricant please.”
Then Doctor Suh continues moving at a steady pace. His pelvis smacks lightly against Taeyong’s skin with each thrust. HIs thumb returns to rubbing Taeyong’s clit insistently.
Resigned, all Taeyong can do is drop his head back and stare at the lights on the ceiling while he is fucked. He may not be able to feel too much of what goes on inside of him, but he can sense that Dr. Suh’s cock is stretching him open like few others have – and this time, for the first time in Taeyong’s life, it’s hitting all the way in. Doctor Suh knows best.
The doctor’s hands hold on to Taeyong’s thighs, then his waist for better leverage as he increases his pace. A nurse mops his brow.
“He’s loosening up well,” Johnny comments. “Dr. Jung, are you ready?”
After a few more hard thrusts, Johnny slows down. He gives Taeyong’s clit a final rub and gently pulls out.
Dr. Jung takes his place, cock in hand.
“Lubricant, please. Just for me. He is self-lubricating very well,” he says in his deep, soothing voice. He smiles at Taeyong while he lines himself up.
Soon, Taeyong is being stuffed full of cock once again. His head rolls against the examination table, muscles tensing with pleasure. The scents of both Alphas are making him lightheaded and fuzzy. His body craves more touch. Johnny, sensing that and wanting to check on his patient, takes off his gloves and grabs one of Taeyong’s hands. He lowers his mask and smiles reassuringly.
“How are you doing, Taeyongie? We’re almost done. It’s not so bad, is it? We’ll keep going a little longer until we can make you orgasm, and then I’ll knot you. As I mentioned to you the other day, your case is a little more stubborn than average, so I’m making sure the procedure lasts and we won’t have to do it again.”
Taeyong doesn’t have the wits to reply right now. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to do this again, he thinks, legs trying to spread wider on their own despite the restraints. Dr. Jung thrusts away, the same professional focus pinching his face. He grips Taeyong’s waist and strokes his tummy.
“Johnny. I’m feeling it loosen up some more. At the same time, he’s clenching more frequently. I think he’s close. Want to knot him yet?”
“Yes, let’s do that.”
Taeyong whines quietly in his throat. Nobody pays him any mind.
Dr. Suh pushes his erection in to the hilt and Taeyong grunts. Johnny gives him a few hard thrusts, before slotting his cock as far in as it’ll go. Taeyong feels Johnny’s knot start to grow, stretching him open even wider, just as Johnny resumes rubbing his clit.
All of a sudden, Taeyong is overpowered by electric pleasure. The Alphas’ scents tantalize every pore of his omega body, driving him to an orgasm. He arches off the table as much as he can, moaning while Dr. Suh praises him through it.
Then, all he can do is lay boneless on the table and feel Dr. Suh’s knot grow inside his hole impossibly big. His omega senses scream about how right this is, how perfect .
Taeyong loses track of time. Dr. Suh talks to him soothingly, as does Dr. Jung. Taeyong only catches bits.
“--going to ejaculate now, okay? You may or may not feel it. My knot will begin deflating then. It’ll take about five to ten minutes.”
Dr. Suh appears to be massaging the very base of his cock. Soon, with a quiet grunt, he cums inside of Taeyong, hot semen painting Taeyong’s walls white. Taeyong feels only bliss – odd in this sterile environment.
True to his word, Johnny is able to pull out of Taeyong a few minutes later. Taeyong has come down from his high enough to feel a little embarrassed when he immediately misses Johnny’s cock. My God, Dr. Suh is so capable .
The doctor cleans Taeyong up with gentleness, care and thoroughness.
“Taeyong, I’d recommend retaining some of the semen over the next few hours. Then you can wash it out,” he says. “I can insert a small plug to do that. Big enough to keep everything in, but not too big as to cause discomfort once the painkillers wear off.”
“Sure,” Taeyong responds quietly.
The plug nestled in place, Dr. Suh helps the nurses undo Taeyong’s restraints. He and Dr. Jung help Taeyong onto a hospital bed. His legs are so much wobblier than he expected and he’s glad for the support of the two larger men.
Taeyong is wheeled back to the pre-surgery ward. They allow him half an hour to rest and recover in privacy. Dr. Suh stops by to check on him and Taeyong thanks him profusely.
“You’re very welcome, Taeyong. You were a wonderful patient and I think the procedure was successful,” the doctor smiles. “And if we need to do it again, just give me a call.”