So thought I'd post something I wrote some time ago. More to come if anyone is interested.
Physical Therapy:
Well what a shit year; hospitalised, months of recovery, picked up every infection going and a bit of depression to add to it.
I was clearly the last appointment of the day. The waiting room empty and the receptionist looking pissed I was there.
I was slightly surprised at the lateness of the appointment. But then I'd seen doctor Knight so often over the last few months I probably had a closer relationship with her than my own parents.
That familiarity didn't make this appointment any better. But this year had taught me to deal with things and not ignore them.
The receptionist phoned someone, and had a bit of an animated conversation. Doctor Knight came out of her office a moment after the receptionist had put down the phone and gave me a brief smile.
She was a tall red head, somewhere in her mid to late 30s. A good set of tits and legs that just go on and on. She was wearing a white doctors coat with stethoscope, half rimmed glass perched on her nose and flat shoes. She wore a skirt under the coat and a blouse.
She was a good looking woman which made the visits to the GP at least bareable. Although this visit would be embarrassing.
She talked to the receptionist who gathered her things and left in what appeared to be a huff. Dr Knight locked the door after her and turned to me.
"Sorry, she acts like she owns the place and doesn't like anyone to stay late. But I've got to get the damn paperwork done at some point." She smiled. "And if I can squeeze in a regular I might as well. You want to follow me. I think you know the way."
Her examination room was standard. A Place to sit next to her and describe what the ailment was whilst she put it into the computer. There was the examination table to lay on, with the kitchen roll running the length of it.
"Well I feel a little stupid taking your time up like this." I said as I took a seat.
"Don't be silly Edward. It was my decision when to book you in. I know you're not wasting my time. What's the problem?" She smiled broadly at me.
"Well," the embarrassment made my words catch. "I haven't been able to get an erection. Not since hospital."
"Well that's quite some time. What have you done to try and get an erection?" She asked interested but not judgmental.
She moved to put the blood pressure cuff on and took measurements whilst we talked.
"I've tried wanking to some porn." Again my voice betrayed my embarrassment.
"I love porn," she said in a chitty chatty sort of why, like we were discussing favourite films, "I like a bit of everything, group, lesbian, straight sex. What do you like?"
She was obviously trying to put me at my ease. It helped. "Yeah I like those. Anything that's honest and the woman looks like she's enjoying it."
She removed the blood pressure cuff. "Ok that seems fine. How about you take off your trousers and hop onto the examination table so I can take a look."
I did as asked. It was weird laying down naked from the waist down with my dick hanging out.
Dr Knight put on some rubber gloves and came over to me.
"When was the last time you had sex?"
"A few months before I was in hospital." I said as she took my cock in her hand and slowly pulled back the for-skin.
"Do you masturbate often?"
"Well before hospital maybe 2 or 3 times a week." She was now cupping my balls feeling for anything.
"Ok," she said standing up "doesn't appear to be anything physically wrong. This sort of thing is usually psychological."
"Oh is there nothing that can be done?" Thought she might prescribe something like viagra.
"Well sometime it's just to do with time. Other times the right stimulus is needed to get the motor running. So to speak." She paused for a moment. "Normally I would make an appointment with a specialist, but as we've the time I can do a procedure here and now if you want to try it?"
"What is it?" She'd moved to her computer removing her gloves and bringing something up on screen.
"It's a prostate massage. For obvious reasons I'll need your Signed consent." The printer spun into life.
"Sure ok." Not really sure what to expect. Laying there naked from the waist down.
She handed me the form. I signed we smiled at each other. I swear now she had mischievous look in her eyes.
"Good," she said taking the form and putting a single rubber glove on and getting some gel. "If you could lay on your side back to me."
I obliged looking at the wall with my backside to her. I jumped a bit when I felt her put cold gel on my asshole.
"Just relax and let me know if you feel any pain. You trust me Ed don't you?"
"Yes of course." I felt her finger slide into my well lubricated ass. I clenched instinctively, but told myself to relax.
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It was an odd but not unpleasant feeling having my ass filled. She began to wiggle her fingers.
"How does that feel?" She asked.
"Ok, good I think."
"You like to see a woman wank a man when you watch porn?" She made it sound like the most natural question from a woman with her fingers up my ass.
"As long as the woman's into it." It occurred to me that this might be as arkward for her as me. So trying to keep with the conversational tone I asked, "I always wondered if woman really like giving blow jobs?"
"Well I can't talk for all woman. But I do love the taste and feel of a good hard cock in my mouth. Watching and giving blow jobs is a real turn on. I like the feel and taste of cum too." She paused, "are you noticing anything from the massage?"
"Hmm yes. Feeling a bit tingly." The conversation had been a turn on too so I did feel my arousal growing, but I didn't think there'd been any change in my flaccid member.
I was a little surprised when she reached round with her spare hand and grabbed my dick. She began to slowly and gently rub it.
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"Yes," she said "I think it's working." She was standing over me fingers in my asshole sliding in and out and around and around and her other hand stroking my dick. Pulling back the foreskin lightly touching the tip. If this had been any other point in my life I am sure I would've blown my load.
"Of course it's a long time since I gave anyone a blow job." She continued to wank me and finger my ass.
"Well," I said "it's a long time since I received one." I put on what I hoped was a cheeky smile. I told myself that she was just doing here job. Bit of sex talk to arouse the patient or something.
"What also stimulates you before having sex?" The change of subject slightly disappointed as the prospect of a blow job appeared to fade. |
