This story is send to me by a friend of mine… Got addicted to it the moment i read it..
Summary of the story..
This story is just a fantasy and has no relation to real life. It does not try to depict realistic or appropriate behavior between the sexes.
Part one starts off slow, with a lot of character development and build up. There is little actual intercourse for quite some time. Please be patient and enjoy a long ride.
PS: This story is like a novel and it is quite long and detailed… so thoes who likes short story should advoid it.. (there are some incest it in but it not a problem for me cause the guy in the story is adopted so i don’t really consider it incest)
Anyway lets start the ball rolling and i hope u guys can give some feedback..
CHAPTER 1: Introduction
Cheese Tan needed a man. And she was after not just any man, but Shawn Chen, the son of her best friend and next-door neighbor. Vel’s son Shawn was eighteen, and she thought of him as still a boy, but in fact he was already very emotionally mature for his age.
Cheese was unhappily married to a rich man, but she hadn’t divorced because she didn’t want her two children to live in a broken home. Her husband Eric wasn’t a bad man; he was just one of those people who cared more about money more than anything else. He spent more time at work and less with her until finally they stopped having sex altogether. Cheese didn’t think her husband was cheating; he just never had much of a sex drive to begin with.
Cheese on the other hand was insatiable. On the outside, her shimmering green eyes radiated a serenity, grace, and sophistication that perfectly reflected her inner personality. But this persona masked a wild and mischievous side. For years, she had made up for her husband’s lack of attention by finding other lovers.
Given Cheese’s appearance - a perfectly sculpted knockout from head to toe - she had no trouble finding partners to fool around with. She kept her five foot eleven inch frame in great shape by working out every day, but what really grabbed the attention of admirers were her large breasts. Between her chest, sultry face, and long, curly, dark brown hair with a touch of red, so many people compared her to Jessica Rabbit that she had a strong desire to strangle that particular bunny.
She’d married Eric fresh out of high school, and she was now 39. But as they grew richer and richer, she grew more and more bored with her other lovers. About the only people she could meet lately were other upper class snobs from her part of town. There were many attractive men well versed in having mistresses and lovers, and knew how to keep such things a secret. But it was all so formulaic; she no longer found any pleasure in it, aside from the pure physical joy of making love. She craved something more emotional, more forbidden, and unpredictable.
Of all the males she knew, the only one who wasn’t a vacuous yuppie businessman type was Shawn, Vel’s son. Vel lived in a big house next door to Cheese’s. The two women were not only extremely close best friends, but neither one really had any other friendships that came anywhere close.
Vel’s marriage to her husband Ron was also an unhappy one. He was nice enough, but his job took him overseas for all but a few weeks out of the year. Like Cheese’s husband Eric, Ron was rich because he worked hard, and focused on money. Their two children Shawn and Joanna felt like they didn’t have a father, which was essentially true.
On the surface, Vel was very similar to her closest friend Cheese. Vel also had a big breasted, beautiful body. They had the same height, weight, and even wore all the same size clothes. But their personalities were quite different, and these differences were reflected in Vel’s face. She had a pure and innocent look to her that no doubt reflected her strict upbringing. She knew no sex other than the missionary position with her husband, who she married straight out of high school. She’d never even masturbated in her life, as she was taught it was a horrible sin. And even though her thirty-seven years made her only two years younger than Cheese, she looked much younger. It irked Cheese that when they would go out together Vel would sometimes get carded for alcohol and but she never would.
Even their different hairdos reflected their different personalities. Both had long dark hair, but Cheese had hers stylishly curled, with a long teased strand that hung down over her extremely pale skin. Vel’s cut was straight and simple. While Cheese’s hair flowed freely in every direction, Vel kept hers restrained with hair bands. In fact, Vel did about everything she could to hide her tremendous beauty. She hid her dark brown eyes behind a pair of bookish glasses, and wore conservative clothing that she hoped would hide her hourglass figure. It was unusual for her to even be seen in short sleeve shirts, despite the year round heat where they lived in Southern California. Cheese was flattered when men openly admired her, whereas it bothered and even upset Vel’s sense of morality and proper behavior.
Vel was very proud of her children Shawn and Joanna, and raised them well despite the lack of a father’s presence. Shawn in particular was an outstanding child in every way. He was only a senior in high school, yet he already seemed to carry himself with a maturity of someone ten years older. He was extremely intelligent, caring, and friendly. He was the kind of person to help an old lady cross the street, because that was the way he was raised. He only had one major flaw - a lack of energy. He slept a lot at night, napped every afternoon, and when he wasn’t sleeping he often felt tired and lethargic. So his grades weren’t as good as some others who worked harder and longer on their homework, but he mostly made up for that with his high intelligence.
He also had a physical flaw in that he was too tall for his age - already six foot one inch - and his body was still racing to fill out his great growth spurts in recent years. He was finally starting to put on more bulk and muscle, and was generally considered good looking. He was overdue to experience girls and romance. However, so far he had yet to so much as kiss a girl, because he only had a few crushes and they had yet to be reciprocated. As a result, he was still shy and awkward around women.
Few people appreciated Shawn’s attributes more than Cheese. She knew every detail of Shawn’s life as well as his own mother did. This was because, not needing to work, they spent a large part of each day talking to each other, and of course they constantly discussed their children. Vel’s two children and Cheese’s two children were roughly the same age and took many of the same classes at school. From a young age, each mother heard all the gossip and news about the other’s children. Both felt almost as if they were attending high school along with their children.
In fact, Cheese was a member of Vel’s family in just about every way. She didn’t like being around her own husband Eric, who was actually home quite a lot in the evenings, so she went over to the Chen house nearly every day and evening. She had her own keys to Vel house, helped Vel with the chores, and did just about everything except eat and sleep there. Cheese secretly wished that Vel’s family was actually her own, since her own children were in their own little worlds and didn’t seem to need her much any more. In any case, both children would soon graduate and probably move far away, leaving her alone.
And then there was her growing desire for Shawn. Now that he was turning into a man, she desperately wanted to seduce him. But although she could see him all the time, there really was no opportunity for her to be alone with him. Because Cheese was so close to Shawn’s mother Vel and the two women kept virtually no secrets from each other, she knew it would be next to impossible for her to keep an affair with Shawn secret for long. And if it did happen and was exposed, she would risk losing her best friends, Vel Chen and her two children.
CHAPTER 2 (Monday, Sept. 16)
However, Cheese was a very clever woman. Her years of extramarital affairs had taught her many practical lessons in duplicity, and she’d come to enjoy cooking up new intrigues. Her target for her next affair was a doctor named Wilt Fredrickson. The fact that he was a doctor opened up possibilities in her scheming head.
Furthermore, she understood the personalities of men very well, and had Dr. Fredrickson pegged. He was a nice, moral man, but when it came to sex he clearly fell into the category “thinking with the wrong head.” After just a few not very necessary medical appointments, Cheese could tell he was recklessly cheating on his wife. It was clear to Cheese’s experienced eye that he was regularly sleeping with his pretty nurse. Furthermore, she probed for gossip about him and discovered he’d had affairs beyond counting. Obviously he fully took advantage of his status as a good-looking doctor to perfect cheating on his wife to an art form. Cheese strongly suspected the reason he became a doctor in the first place was for the opportunities with women it provided.
Cheese knew just how to handle him. When she turned on her “come hither and fuck me” look, she always got her man. She’d only known him for a month, but he was already completely wrapped around her finger. He was bursting with anticipation to have sex with her, and now she merely had to figure out how she could best use him.
She thought to herself, All I need to do is get Dr. Fredrickson to diagnose Shawn with a sexual ailment that I could help in “curing.” I’ve got him so hopelessly desperate for sex that he’d practically rob a bank if I promised him sex in return. Certainly I can get him to make up one little harmless made-up diagnosis. I’ll get him to say that Shawn has to have orgasms constantly, every day. Shawn doesn’t have a girlfriend now, and since I know his life like the back of my hand, I know he won’t be getting a girlfriend any time soon either. So Shawn will need “help” before too long, and I’ll volunteer! Soon I’ll be able to have sex with him all the time, and his mother not only won’t mind, but she’ll thank me for doing him a vital medical service!
The key to making her scheme work was some kind of plausible diagnosis that would convince Shawn and Vel that Shawn needed a regular prescription of fucking. She allowed Dr. Fredrickson to take her out on several dates, and after teasing and kissing him until he was literally panting for more, she brazenly dropped the idea on him: sex in return for one “little favor.” Despite a show of protest he fell for it completely, as she knew he would, and she played him just like a puppet. Once he was on board with the concept, he actually worked with her to refine her ideas and give them more medical plausibility to reduce the chances of getting found out.
Now, everything was ready. In reality, it was a no risk situation for the doctor and her, a point that helped convince him. If for some reason Shawn or his mother didn’t buy the set up, she had so much sway with the Chen family that she was certain she could smooth everything over. Admittedly, there was a chance it wouldn’t work out. But if it didn’t succeed, she’d find some other scheme until she had what she wanted. She really did always get her man.
Vel escorted her son Shawn into Dr. Wilt Fredrickson’s office. Cheese had recommended the doctor, saying he was a specialist who might be able to help cure Shawn’s constant tiredness problem. A few days earlier, Shawn had been to the same office to take a battery of tests. Dr. Fredrickson talked to him then about hormones and thyroid levels. He said that a hormonal imbShawnce was often the cause of tiredness, but that such imbShawnces could now be detected and rectified with the right medication. Usually the problem was with the thyroid levels. He was optimistic that he could help Shawn and give him the energy of any one else his age. The tests were done, and now the doctor wanted to discuss the results with him and his mother.
Dr. Fredrickson’s nurse Callist Fubuki escorted them to a room and told them to wait for the doctor. Shawn thought Callist was quite a beauty. He guessed she was half Japanese and half Caucasian, because she had physical traits of both. Her facial features made her look both intelligent and intense, which she was. In fact, she looked more like a doctor than the baby faced Dr. Fredrickson did, and the lab coat she wore made her look more like a doctor than a nurse. Shawn guessed the raven haired beauty was in her early thirties. To keep his mind off of his medical appointment, he followed Callist’s breasts around the room as she prepared things for the doctor, even though he couldn’t see much of them through her uniform. He thought, Her breasts aren’t enormous like Mom’s or Cheese’s, but they’re generous for a Japanese woman.
But his furtive gazing was interrupted by the entrance of Dr. Fredrickson. “Thank you nurse, that will be all,” the doctor brusquely said to Callist as he swept into the room. The nurse got up and left.
The doctor gave his diagnosis to Shawn and his mother. “Shawn, I have mostly good news, but also some potentially bad news. You do in fact have very irregular hormone levels, but I believe it can be adjusted through treatment. As we can see here” - he took some charts of test results and began showing them to Vel and Shawn - “most hormonal levels are normal, but some are extremely low. Look at these results here.” He pointed to two graphs in particular. Unbeknownst even to nurse Callist, the doctor came into his office the night before and altered Shawn’s test results on the computer before printing out the charts.
The doctor went on to give a complicated explanation about Shawn’s supposed hormone problem. In short, he pointed to the charts and other data to suggest Shawn was lacking in sex hormones such as testosterone and estrogen. He claimed that this in turn was affecting his thyroid levels, and thus making him tired. Both Shawn and his mother found the explanation logical and reasonable.
Dr. Fredrickson began asking Shawn a series of questions, which Shawn had no problem answering, until the doctor asked, “What about your sexual activity? Do you mind if I ask if how frequently you engage in sexual intercourse?”
Shawn’s face turned red in embarrassment. He was raised very conservatively, and as he essentially didn’t have a father, he never had a frank “birds and the bees” talk. He didn’t know the first thing about sex, and have never even kissed a girl. His mother Vel was so proper and moralistic, he couldn’t imagine talking about this kind of thing in her presence, but now she was sitting right next to him.
“Um, I’m a…” was all he was able to get out of his mouth. He stopped talking and bowed his head down.
“Let me answer that question,” responded his mother, in a take-charge voice. “Shawn is bit embarrassed talking about these kinds of things.” Shawn looked up appreciatively towards her.
“He’s never had sexual intercourse, and in fact, he’s never really had a girlfriend. He’s only eighteen. I know kids are getting, uh, romantically active at younger ages these days, but there are many boys his age in his same boat. I hope you’re not insinuating that he is somehow inadequate, because he’s a very normal, healthy boy. He has very normal sexual desires, I’m sure. It’s just that he hasn’t found the right girl yet.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” replied the doctor. “Because this is very relevant to his condition. And please don’t be offended, but we need to be frank and honest here. Can either of you tell me how frequently Shawn masturbates?”
Now it was Vel’s turn to start blushing, as she found even the mention of masturbation far beyond the pale. She in fact had no mental conception of her boy masturbating at all. So she had to ask him, “Shawn, can you please answer that question for the doctor? If you masturbate, just nod your head.” He nodded his head without raising it.
“If you do it more than once a week, on average, nod your head again, okay, Tiger?” Tiger was Vel’s pet name for him, dating back to when he was a little boy with tiger-themed pajamas.
He nodded his head again. “Twice?” More shy nodding. “Three times?” Another nod. “More than once a day?” He nodded again. “Twice a day?” His mother was starting to grow incredulous. She never imagined that he masturbated at all. In fact he did it twice or more a day almost every day, but detecting his mother’s tone, he shook his head no in response to that. He didn’t want her to think he was weird.
“So doctor,” Vel concluded, “I think we can say between one and two times a day.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Chen,” the doctor responded. “That’s actually about average for someone his age. Eighteen years old is the sexual peak for men, whereas it is about thirty-six for females. Some boys masturbate more times a day than one can practically imagine. Despite what many people think, virtually 99% of boys are frequently masturbating at his age. Shawn’s level of activity shows he has a healthy sexual drive, which is good news.
“Because of that, let me change the discussion to what can be done about his condition. Such low levels of sexual hormones are extremely unusual. I’ve never seen a case like this. But I did some research after I got the test results, and I’ve determined there are several possible cures for his condition. One, the usual treatment, would be to give him pills that would boost his testosterone and estrogen levels. But I warn that this could have a whole range of unpleasant side effects. For instance, there are decent odds that his breasts would grow large like a female’s. Certainly that can be very shameful and hard to hide for someone his age.
“But there is another possible solution, one that would cause his body to naturally produce more of these hormones.” Dr. Fredrickson paused, and nervously coughed. Up to this point, everything he said had a grain of truth in it - even Shawn’s test results were only exaggerated and not completely forged out of whole cloth. Shawn did really have very low thyroid levels, which no doubt explained his energy problem. But now the doctor was moving into grounds that could get him disbarred if his lies were exposed. On the other hand, he figured these lies Cheese had thought up were at least clever and had a certain logical consistency to them. He mentally crossed his fingers, hoping these two would buy it, and pressed on.
“If Shawn can ramp up his sexual activity, it will cause his body to begin producing more sexual hormones. This works in the same way that repeated stimulation of a woman’s nipples eventually causes her to lactate, even if she does not have a baby at the time. The body tries to adjust in response to new needs. This process is very dependable. For Shawn, I would recommend that he stimulate his penis an average of six times a day. More, if he can. But six is already a great amount, because one missed day would mean twelve the next to make up for it, if you can imagine that. Prolonged stimulation followed by orgasm will cause his body to begin producing more sexual hormones within a matter of weeks. This in turn is almost certainly guaranteed to raise his energy level and will have none of the side effects of using pills, since it is a completely natural process.”
Both mother and son were too shocked at this turn of events to respond. Shawn’s mouth actually hung open. The doctor continued.
“I know that both of these solutions are not ideal. That’s why I originally said that I had both good news and bad news. As your doctor, I would recommend the second solution, if Shawn can manage it. The breast growth I mentioned for the first solution is just one of many possible negative side effects, all of which are of a disturbing sexual nature. I’d rather not describe them in detail unless necessary. If Shawn can find himself a girlfriend quickly, and one who would be able to help, this second solution could actually be completely pleasurable for him, and virtually unnoticeable as a medical treatment. Just a change of lifestyle. On the other hand, some people are morally opposed to masturbation and or sex outside of marriage. So if that’s the case, we still have the first solution. Either way, I’m confident we can overcome his problem. But of course the decision is up to you, Shawn, and your parents.”
Shawn and his mother looked at each other. Shawn was quiet, and then blurted out, “I want the second solution. I don’t want to have female breasts or some weird stuff like that. I don’t think there’s anything morally wrong with sexual stimulation, either. I know it’s weird, but I want to be a normal kid, and not tired all the time!”
His mother looked at him questioningly. Even though she now lived in freewheeling Southern California, she grew up in a small Midwestern town that had pretty much never heard of the sexual revolution. She had been taught that masturbation was evil, made you go blind, and all that. But she didn’t want her son to have his hormones out of whack or grow breasts either.
She smiled in sympathy. “Okay Son, if that’s what you want, then it’s what I want.” She reached out and grabbed his hand and they squeezed hands in support of each other. They smiled at each other as loving mother and son.
CHAPTER 3
Dr. Fredrickson smiled a broad smile. He was more than a little happy that they agreed, because it meant that they weren’t suspicious of his bullshit story. It also meant that that incredible knockout Cheese would be very happy with him. He planned to get his reward and be fucking her nearly as soon as these two were out the door.
“Excellent!” said the doctor. “I do believe you’ve made the right choice. However, before you agree, let me warn you about a few other things. For one, you’ll be making a long-term commitment. If Shawn’s level of sexual stimulation returns to current levels, it’s likely that his hormone levels will also change back as well. This is one area that isn’t understood well since very few people have undertaken this treatment. It can be that after some time the change will become permanent, but then again it may not. That may be something we can explore in the future by lowering the level of stimulation and see if there’s a change. But on the other hand, it may mean this will have to be something he’ll need to do for years, if not decades. We just can’t tell for sure at this point.
“Secondly, there isn’t much research on this condition or treatment, but from the little there is, it appears that half measures are not usually effective. In other words, averaging only four stimulations a day is unlikely to lead to any effect at all. We’ll try six to begin with, and see if that’s enough or too much. We can have further appointments to test your progress. But you must average six with little variation. If you are short on one day, try your best to make up for it on the next.
“Third, and finally, contrary to popular belief, masturbation is not bad for you. You don’t go blind.” The mother and son smiled nervous smiles at that. “In fact, recent studies have shown that frequent masturbation will lower the risk of prostate cancer in later life, an effect that does not occur with a similar level of sexual intercourse. But given the high level of stimulation Shawn will now need, if he masturbates himself six times a day, every single day of the year, it could lead to problems with his penis: chafing of the skin, unnatural bends, irregular polyps, and so forth. I highly recommend first, that Shawn uses KY Jelly or some other form of lubricant, and second, that at least half of the stimulation be done by someone else. In other words, for at least three of his six times a day, he should get stimulated by a female either manually or, even better, orally. That would be ideal. The mouth creates the proper level of friction without so much rough abuse of the skin. And of course sexual penetration is also ideal and has no ill effects on the penis no matter how frequently practiced.”
“Oh my God,” responded Vel, “That’s horrible!” Her shock was a combination of the talk of penis damage, Shawn’s lack of a girlfriend to assist, and just the idea of masturbation generally. One part of her realized the stories of masturbation causing blindness were myths, but she had still internalized the idea that masturbation was wrong and somehow dangerous. This talk of dangerous polyps confirmed these fears. She also realized Shawn was nowhere near asking any girl out. “What’ll we do?” she said imploringly. “I don’t think Shawn is anywhere near finding a girl who can help him out like that!”
“I’m sure you can come up with some kind of solution,” said the doctor confidently. He thought of Cheese - after all, she’d explained to him this was her purpose for the whole story. His lies were meant to give a thin veneer of respectability that would allow her to seduce her friend’s son in the guise of giving him medically needed relief. “See if there’s anyone you know willing to help. Perhaps hire someone, if all else fails. Or if you can’t find any solution, you can always give up and have Shawn take the pills instead.
“But I highly recommend that whatever you do, please be extremely careful about who you tell. I would hesitate even telling other medical professionals. His case is so unusual, it almost sounds like an urban legend. As a professional myself, I know that many can’t resist telling others about extremely unusual cases. A doctor has a patient with something highly unusual like a hundred pound goiter, and he tells just a couple of people in strict confidence, and they do the same, and so it spreads. Sometimes such stories even make the newspaper. And if this were to become well known, I don’t need to point out how merciless Shawn’s classmates would be about his treatment. So if you hire a professional, make 100% sure that person will not tell another soul.”
Shawn couldn’t figure out if all of this was a really great thing or really bad thing. I have a feeling that masturbating that much and being forced to do it will take all the pleasure out of it and even turn it into a chore. Plus, I’m not likely to find any woman to help me out any time soon. In fact, the pressure of medical need is gonna make it that much harder for me to find a girlfriend. How absurd would it be to ask a girl, “Could you please pleasure me six times a day? I need it for my medical treatment.” No one would agree to that - that would be completely insane!
Vel’s worries increased. She thought, No way am I going to trust a stranger with that secret and turn Shawn into a real-life “urban legend” laughingstock. I’m not going to tell a soul - not anyone! Which means Shawn will have no choice but to masturbate, and get all those deformities. Suddenly, a new and even more disturbing thought occurred to her, as she recalled his revelation that he masturbated every day. “Doctor, how do we know that his um, private part is not already malformed from his, uh, attention?” The straight-laced mother couldn’t even get herself to say the words “penis” and “masturbating.”
“We don’t,” replied the doctor, more thinking aloud than anything else. What does that mean, to keep this charade believable? he thought to himself. He reluctantly told them, “I suppose we’ll have to examine Shawn’s penis now, to use as a later basis for comparison.
“Shawn, please change into a hospital gown, if you don’t mind,” the doctor continued. Shawn was still dressed in his street clothes, since the original idea of the appointment was only to discuss test results. “Then get up on this examination table and put your feet in these stirrups.” Shawn changed clothing, then got onto the adjustable examination table and put his feet in the stirrup attachments.
The doctor put on a pair of gloves and thought more about what he would do next. He figured he had been boxed into examining Shawn’s penis, but as a straight male who didn’t do this kind of thing with his regular ear, eye, and nose patients, he had no desire to do so. In fact, he was rather homophobic. He began to try to think of a way out of this.
Shawn sat in the stirrups, beet red with embarrassment, while the doctor fiddled with his gloves. The gown was open down his back, and so short in the legs that it left his genitals completely exposed as long as his feet were in the stirrups. Shawn head’s hung down so he didn’t have to make eye contact with anyone. He didn’t know which was more embarrassing, being naked in front of his mother, or in front of another man.
The doctor crouched down in front of Shawn’s crotch, and motioned Shawn’s mother to come close by as well. “Come over here and sit next to me. You need to see the tell tale signs as well. In fact, why don’t you pull those two chairs over?” Vel grabbed two chairs, sat in one, and then gave the other for the doctor to sit in. They both leaned in towards Shawn’s penis. Vel pretended to be following the doctor’s orders, but in fact she closed her eyes tight.
Shawn’s penis was flaccid because he was so embarrassed and even humiliated. That disappointed the doctor, who thought, Damn, it’ll have to be erect to be closely examined. Not to mention, it has to be measured to see if his low hormone levels had stunted its growth. … Wait a minute! the doctor suddenly thought to himself. This whole stuff about low hormones is made up, but I’m starting to believe it myself! I’m getting so into the lie that I’ve even tricked myself, so I certainly must have tricked them.
He continued, “Uh, Shawn, we need your penis erect so it can be properly examined and measured. Can you get it erect?” Shawn was so horrified at that idea that he couldn’t even form a response.
The doctor turned to Vel. “You don’t mind, Mrs. Chen? Can you do something to help him get erect?” He motioned to the mother as if she should grab Shawn’s penis and make it grow somehow. With the doctor’s eyes on her, she was forced to open her eyes and look at Shawn’s crotch.
“I very much do mind!” she responded in indignation. The mere thought of sitting on a chair and staring at her son’s penis from inches away was something she never could have imagined. The Chen household was extremely careful about nudity, and she hadn’t seen her son naked since he was a very little boy. Neither had he seen her naked or even partially undressed in all that time. She took a look at his penis, and even though it was flaccid, she felt her heart leap into her throat in shock and embarrassment. She turned away to listen to the doctor.
“I understand,” said the doctor, “but I assure you it’s medically necessary. His penis needs to be checked regularly for abnormalities, and I don’t want to have a regular special appointment just for that. This is out of my area of expertise. As your new general practitioner, I don’t mind taking on this kind of case, but I’ve never had to do this before, and frankly I would prefer if you would touch the penis and check it. That way you can do it at home, just like periodic breast cancer checks.”
“No! I’m sorry doctor, but I just can’t possibly agree with that!” Her hands were trembling at the very thought. Her face looked absolutely aghast, and the doctor could see the idea was a no-go.
“Alright then, let’s see…” Ah yes, the nurse. This is what she is for. “If you don’t mind, can we bring in the nurse, and she can show you the procedure? I hesitate to bring in more people on Shawn’s problem, but I see no other choice.”
What a relief!thought Vel. I’ll do a lot of things for my son’s health, but not that! “Yes, please.”
The doctor left the room to find the nurse. Meanwhile, Vel grabbed Shawn’s hand and squeezed it in a sign of support. “Be strong, Shawn. Don’t worry, everything is going to be alright.” Shawn finally looked up and into her eyes, and smiled. Her encouragement gave him strength to continue with this humiliation, even though her hand was trembling. “And never fear,” she continued, “I won’t let anyone find out about this. It all will work out fine.”
She squeezed his hand again, and stole another glance at his penis. She couldn’t help but satiate her curiosity. Damn! I think it’s bigger than his father’s! She quickly banished the unmotherly thought from her head, and turned away.
As Vel was doing this, the nurse Callist Fubuki opened the door and walked into the room. Vel pulled her eyes away from her brief inspection of her son’s crotch, but not before Callist noticed where the mother was staring. Callist stared at Vel with a knowing look, and Vel’s heart nearly stopped, she was so terrified that the nurse would say something. But the nurse just continued to smile, and kept her mouth shut.
Shawn also looked at the nurse standing in the doorway, and felt he was falling in love. Or at least lust. She seemed much more sophisticated and sexy than the girls at school. He knew how absurd the idea of such attraction was, and knew that Callist would never give him a second glance, but he couldn’t help his feelings.
CHAPTER 4
Dr. Fredrickson came back in. Callist put on a pair of gloves as the doctor explained the basics about Shawn’s condition. The nurse’s involvement was not part of Cheese’s original plan. Cheese had Dr. Fredrickson swear to complete secrecy, and no doubt she would be upset to find out that he’d told someone else already. But the doctor knew that Callist could be trusted not to tell anyone else, as he thought, She’s kept my affair with her completely secret, for one. But what she will think or do with the information herself? Surely as a medical professional, she’ll have doubts about the whole made-up story. Is she going to give me a hard time about this later?
Finally, everything was ready. Shawn still sat in the stirrups with his flaccid penis exposed for three adults to see. This time, Callist sat in the doctor’s chair, and Vel was told to take the chair next to it, and Dr. Fredrickson stood behind.
“Shawn,” said the doctor, “before the nurse can proceed, you need to make your penis erect. Can you do that right now?”
Who is he kidding?!? thought Shawn. How can I do that on command, with three people staring at me, including my own mother! He just frowned and looked desperately around the room, as if he could find a hole to climb out of and escape.
“Can you think of something sexy?” said the doctor encouragingly. But the idea was obviously a no-go, judging from Shawn’s face. “Perhaps you’d like some privacy? Or we can come back when you’re ready?”
“No,” said Shawn, wincing with embarrassment. “I just can’t touch myself… there… in, uh, outside my house. I’m too… Sorry, I just can’t!”
“That’s okay,” the doctor said consolingly. “Would you mind if the nurse stimulates you?” Shawn was too shocked to even respond to that, and the nurse herself raised a curious eyebrow. The doctor took the ensuing silence for a yes. “I’m sorry Shawn and Mrs. Chen, but I see no other solution. Do you see one, Mrs. Chen?” Vel was too stunned to speak. “No? Well then, let’s try to hurry this up. Your appointment is already taking much longer than expected. Callist, if you would please…?”
Few normal doctors would ask such a thing of their nurses, but Dr. Fredrickson didn’t see the situation like most, especially since he was fucking Callist on a daily basis. He enjoyed having her suck his penis almost more than fucking her. He knew she certainly wouldn’t mind.
Callist said nothing about the unusual request, and simply grabbed Shawn’s penis and began rubbing it. At first, she started rubbing it gently, at the base. But Shawn’s dick initially failed to revive. His mind was too frazzled to fully comprehend what was happening. Like a minute ago I was just thinking that I was falling in love with Callist, and now she’s suddenly holding my penis? Unreal! This isn’t happening!
The nurse saw this as more than a bit demeaning, and wanted to get it over with quickly. So in a very soothing voice, she said to Shawn, “Just close your eyes, and relax. Imagine sexy things. Imagine me naked, if you think that will help. Would you like me to get naked? I will if you want me to. Do you want me to take off my shirt and my bra, and expose my breasts to your eyes? Would you like to…”
The doctor interrupted her. “Thank you very much, nurse. It looks like you have been successful.” He almost added, “as usual,” but luckily stopped himself in time. Sure enough, Shawn’s penis was sticking out its full length in a matter of seconds, thanks mostly to Callist’s words. Callist realized that the doctor purposely cut her off before she got too nasty with her talk. She loved to talk like a slut, but understood now wasn’t the best time, especially with Mrs. Chen sitting next to her. She took her hands off of the penis.
From where Vel was sitting, she could just see Shawn’s penis between his leg and the nurse leaning forward. She was beside herself with shock, but also strangely fascinated. It IS bigger than my husband’s! she realized.
“Mrs. Chen, as you can see, Callist will now start at the base” - Callist took one hand and placed it at the base of the cock, while her other hand resumed rubbing his penis at the sensitive spot near the tip. “She will use her thumb to press against every bit of the surface, and check for polyps or anything else, like an unusual protrusion. Her other hand, I suppose… is making sure that the erection is steadily maintained.” Dr. Fredrickson thought disapprovingly to himself, That isn’t really necessary at this point Callist, but if you ask a horny bitch to rub a cock, she’s going to do a thoroughly good job about it! Cheese had told him to tell them a story about “checking for abnormalities” so that could serve as a foot in the door for her helping with Shawn’s penis in the future. But the doctor didn’t count on having Callist actually perform it in front of them.
Callist proceeded to press her thumb against every part of Shawn’s penis, as if she was making a pattern around the sides of a clay jar. As she moved up towards the tip, she moved her other hand towards the base and kept rubbing. Might as well make the most of the opportunity, she thought. She’d never touched a penis in her several years of professional duties as Dr. Fredrickson’s nurse, except of course for Dr. Fredrickson’s. She figured the chance might not come again soon.
Her experience with hand jobs was coming in handy, as she was able to keep Shawn right on the verge of orgasm without actually pushing him over it. He was in exquisite agony, as she took her sweet time to complete the procedure. He kept his eyes shut tight to forget all the people staring at him, and the intense feelings she was making him experience soon pushed his embarrassment out of his mind.
Vel meanwhile was extremely agitated. She never had an incestuous thought in her life. But staring at a penis that was being jacked off only a few feet away was beginning to have the inevitable, natural effect on her libido. She was even more aghast to see the penis was now dripping pre-cum.
But Vel was in denial, refusing to even contemplate the thought that she could be turned on by her son’s penis. Instead, she told herself that she was merely curious to make sure there was nothing wrong with it. She kept staring at it, and then turning away. But after a while it became clear no one was paying attention to what she was looking at, least of all Shawn who had his eyes firmly shut, so she started gawking more openly.
She unconsciously squatted down behind Callist to have a better look. She continued to move her head closer and closer, as if she was a perfectly attentive student of the procedure. The doctor continued to ramble on about what to look for, unnatural bends and so forth, but in fact, she couldn’t focus on his words. He could have been speaking Swahili, for all she knew. Soon, her mouth was only about a foot from the tip of his penis. She began to idly think, It’s so close. I could almost reach out and touch it. Just like what the nurse is doing. … No, not like that! That’s too sexual. But just to touch it, just to see… But right then, she noticed that all movement stopped. She came out of her mental fog enough to hear the doctor say to the nurse, “Thank you, Ms. Callist. Sorry for making you go through that.” Callist pulled back and sat back in her seat, and so Vel did so as well, in imitation.
Shawn had kept his eyes closed the entire time. Finally he opened them up and looked around. Hunh, that’s funny. Callist and Mom both look like they’re, well … bothered or something. Maybe my mom is angry? The doctor seems very calm and collected, though. Dr. Fredrickson stood a ways off and had tried to look in the direction of the penis as little as possible.
Shawn heard the doctor say, “That completes the examination of the penis. However, it is also important to periodically check the scrotum. One must be particularly careful about testicular cancer, but there is a way to check for that…”
Before too long, Callist’s hands were on him again. He’d grown flaccid upon seeing all the people around him, but Callist soon took care of that. He closed his eyes in embarrassment again and again found his mind overwhelmed by sheer pleasure. A couple times, the doctor asked him to cough. Callist used one hand to massage his balls and the other began rubbing his penis again. Neither Shawn nor his mother stopped to consider why she was doing this, since there was no real need to maintain his erection at this point, but both of them were having an incredibly difficult time thinking straight.
Again, Callist took many times longer than such a check would normally take. Finally, just as Shawn felt he could take no more and would shoot his jism all over the crowded room, the doctor announced that the testicular check was done. Soon the situation was back to normal. Shawn was incredibly relieved that the doctor asked him to put his underwear back on.
The doctor continued to talk as Shawn got dressed. He explained more about the need for periodic checkups. He said that both of them should come back in a month, and they would take more hormonal tests. They could discuss the results by phone a few days after that. Then they would continue with monthly appointments for the time being. He didn’t mention anything more about the need for more home penis abnormality checks, to the great relief of both Shawn and his mother.
He then happily pronounced that Shawn’s penis was not abnormal in any way, and that everything about it was fine, including its length. But then, in saying that, he realized that they had forgotten to measure it. He thought to himself, I have to admit, this is all really turning me on. I guess I’m just a randy goat, like everyone says. Especially seeing the looks in the faces of Callist and Shawn’s mother. Vel is so gorgeous, and the way she looks so painfully tortured but secretly aroused by her own son is such a turn on. I wish I had a picture of how she looked when I asked her to touch her son’s penis. I must be a twisted fuck, but why don’t I just drag this out a little more? I’ll say we have to measure the penis, and hey, we can even ask for a sperm sample.
In an authoritative doctor’s voice, he said, “Sorry, Shawn, it just occurred to me we need to measure your penis. Could you please take off your pants again?”
To his horror, Shawn realized he would need to get hard again. As he took off his pants and shorts for the second time and exposed his flaccidness, he took a look at Callist.
She smiled at him and winked. “Would you like me to help you with that?” she asked seductively. “We’ll have to measure its full length.”
He was half hard by the time she put her hands on it, and grew completely hard not long after. Once again, she continued to massage his penis long after it was really necessary. Her face drew so close to his penis that he could feel her increasingly ragged breath on it. It suddenly occurred to him that the whole procedure might be exciting Callist in some way as well. For a complete virgin like Shawn, this was easily the most sexual experience he’d ever had.
Vel also found her breath growing ragged. She was fascinated at the way pre-cum was now dribbling out of the tip of Shawn’s penis at a steady rate. The only times she ever made love to her husband was in the dark in the missionary position, so she was unfamiliar with such sights. She was scandalized when Callist simply rubbed her hands right over the pre-cum and used it to lubricate his penis.
The doctor took out a ruler and gave it to Callist. His penis measured almost eight inches. “Let’s call it eight,” the doctor said generously. Shawn himself didn’t know until that moment how long it was. I guess that’s better than normal, he thought to himself, not really sure what normal was.
Vel decided Shawn was about two inches longer than her husband’s, which was the only other penis she was at all familiar with.
Callist stopped rubbing in order to make the measurement, and not long after that the doctor told him to put his pants on again. He gave him a cup and told him that he could use the bathroom to produce a sperm sample. The doctor decided that to have Callist help create the sperm sample right in front of Vel would be pushing the boundaries of decorum too far.
Shawn waddled off to the bathroom, and was able to get off in record time. Just a few minutes earlier he said he couldn’t masturbate in a strange place, but he was so worked up by now that he didn’t even stop to think about that. All he had to do was think about Callist’s fingers around his penis and he began shooting his sperm into the cup. He gave little to no thought about his mother. His eyes had been closed throughout most of his examination, so his didn’t realize the intense interest she was taking in his penis.
To be continue…
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CHAPTER 5
The son and mother gave their thanks to the doctor and walked out into the waiting room of the office, where they figured they would set the time for the next appointment with the receptionist. But to their surprise, there was no receptionist, and they saw none other than their good friend Cheese as the sole person in the waiting room.
“Cheese!” said Vel, in sudden and great embarrassment. She immediately thought about Shawn’s new medical arrangement, and wondered what Cheese would think if she knew. Will I have to tell her? How can I keep it a secret from my best friend when I tell her all my secrets? Her face grew red as she considered the implications. So did Shawn’s. Little did they know how much Cheese knew already.
Cheese got up gleefully. “Surprised to see me, eh? I’m not surprised to see you. I figured that I wanted to know exactly how my idea of Shawn seeing Dr. Fredrickson about his problem went. So I scheduled my own doctor’s appointment right after yours, so I could hear it immediately and straight from the horse’s mouth!”
“Uh, that’s great,” said Vel slowly, stalling for time. “Thanks. … Uh, for your concern.” She was furiously trying to think of what she would tell her best friend. Luckily no one else was around. In fact it was after 5:00 PM, since their appointment had taken much longer than the few minutes it was supposed to.
“So what’s the verdict?” Cheese asked eagerly. “Don’t keep me waiting! You were in there a long time. What were you doing all that time, Shawn?”
I imagine I shouldn’t say that the nurse was rubbing my member for about 20 minutes, thought Shawn to himself. “It went well!” he said suddenly, as he plastered a big, fake smile on his face. “The doctor said that I could be treated, and that I would be having a lot more energy in a short time, even though the treatment would be a bit, uh, unusual…” He began to frown and blush as he considered that thought.
“Wonderful!” screamed Cheese. She immediately hugged Shawn, and then Vel. Naturally, neither of them realized just how happy Cheese really was, because Shawn’s comment about the unusual treatment told her that they had fallen for her six orgasms a day scheme. Soon I won’t be just hugging him, she thought to herself. He’s going to be mine. All mine!
She pulled back from her hugs, and said with a suddenly serious face, “But what’s this about unusual treatment? What are they going to do to you, Sweetie?” she asked Shawn with false naiveté, as she put her face close to his, and brushed his hair out of his eyes in a motherly fashion. Just as Vel called him “Tiger” as an affectionate nickname, Cheese called him “Sweetie.”
Both Shawn and Vel looked at each other. The same thought was on their minds - what to tell Cheese? Cheese was like Shawn’s second parent - much more so than Shawn’s own father. Shawn even frequently called her “Aunt Suzy,” although she wasn’t actually related. The thought hadn’t crossed anyone’s minds to consult Shawn’s dad about their decision today, and he probably couldn’t have been reached by phone overseas any time soon even if they tried. Shawn and Vel both knew that there was no way that the truth could be kept from Cheese for long. Once she wanted something, she almost always got her way, and she clearly wanted to know about their appointment. But both were too shy to actually explain, especially in a public place.
Vel and Shawn exchanged knowing looks with each other, and then Vel said, “It’s quite top secret. Can you promise to keep a secret, and I mean, swear utterly honestly that you won’t tell another soul?”
“Of course!” She feigned cluelessness. “What’s all this about? What could it possibly be that requires all the secrecy?”
Just then, Callist opened the door to the waiting room. Vel jumped a little in fright. The nurse said, “Mrs. Cheese Tan? The doctor is ready to see you.”
Cheese turned up to Callist and said brightly, “That’s me!” She then turned to the other two and said, “I have to go. Can I ask the doctor about it? I’m sure he can explain the medical details better than anyone.”
Shawn and his mother looked at each other again, made another nonverbal communication of agreement, and then Vel said, “Okay, but afterwards come straight to our place so we can discuss this further. I’m really kind of up in arms and I… Well, I’ll explain it to you later.”
“Okay,” said Cheese happily, then kissing them both on the cheek, she left the room with Callist.
CHAPTER 6
Callist put Cheese in the same room where Shawn and Vel had just been, and told her the doctor would be with her shortly. She then went off and found Dr. Fredrickson in his private office.
“Wilt,” Callist said, using the doctor’s first name in a quiet and polite voice, “the patient Cheese Tan is waiting for you. But before you go in there” - her voice suddenly changed to a pissed off tone, even as she kept the volume down - “will you tell me just what the fuck is going on?”
The doctor looked up at her, but not in surprise - he knew this was coming sooner or later. Lacking an immediate response from him, Callist continued, “We’re next to a nursing home, and almost all your patients are old. But then suddenly you have this young man, and now this sexy woman, scheduled back to back. And they’re scheduled right when the receptionist left early, and I just checked and there’s no paperwork on either of their cases. None at all! Not to mention, rubbing a penis is hardly normal procedure for an eyes, nose and throat specialist like yourself! What the hell is going on? Don’t tell me that was a normal check up you just did. Some bizarre story about how that young man has to orgasm six times a day, which I’ve never seen in any medical literature, and then you have me rub his penis for such a long time! Not that I minded that last part at all. But you’ve never done anything remotely like this!”
The doctor replied, “You’re right about all that. And you’re a pretty smart woman, so can you figure out what it all means?” He sat back, put his hands under his chin in a thoughtful pose, and watched Callist.
“Hmm,” said Callist, still in an angry huff. “This woman, Mrs. Tan, she seems to know the other two quite well. I overheard that they’re going to let her know about his secret, which surprised me. It seemed like she already knew something though. Her reaction was strange, and … too happy. I guess … maybe … Maybe she got you to make up the whole story in the first place. And you agreed, because… I guess, she is pretty damn hot, and doubtless she promised you sex in return.”
“Bingo,” said Dr. Fredrickson. “You don’t mind, do you? You know you’re far from the only one I have sex with. Amongst others, there’s the little matter of my wife. This woman will get what she wants from me, and then move on.”
“Yeah, I realize that,” said Callist. “But I can still be pissed off about it! Especially because this is such a violation of your professional code of ethics. You’ve never done anything like this before! Despite your sleeping around on your own time, we run a very professional outfit here.”
The doctor replied in a chagrined tone. “I know. I kind of shocked myself that I agreed to do what she wanted. But can you show me any straight male who would turn down a request from that woman Cheese? And think about it. The way I figure, no one is being hurt here. Think about why Mrs. Tan wants the story spun in the first place.”
Callist deduced the case some more. “Let’s see - he has to ejaculate six times a day. No one will know, probably, except the mother and her friend Cheese. So the mother will have to get the other woman to sexually assist the son sooner or later, given the way you presented the whole situation.”
“Bingo again,” smiled Dr. Fredrickson. “The young man is shy and has never even kissed a girl. So he’ll be happy. He’ll get to sleep with an incredibly beautiful, sexually experienced woman. If he knew what I was doing for him, he’d probably name his firstborn after me, ha-ha! The woman, Mrs. Tan, told me she has had a series of unsatisfying affairs and is in love with Shawn. So she’ll be happy. It’s win-win for everyone. And it will be done in a way so that the mother Vel will not only not be upset, but will be positively appreciative of her friend’s help. The odds of getting caught are nearly zero, because she’s in on it and can influence whatever the other two think. I have to admit, it’s a pretty brilliant plan. So why not? No harm, no foul, right?”
“It’s a good thing you’re not as scheming as that wily woman,” said Callist. “Otherwise, you’d get yourself a young clientele and be fucking every patient that came in the door before long.”
“Be careful giving me such ideas, heh-heh!” he interjected, amusing himself.
“And,” she continued, “I don’t want to share you with anyone, you’re wife be damned.” She came around to his chair as she said this, and slid her arms around him. “Actually, I find the whole idea of what you’re doing to this kid kind of hot. However, if you want my silence and cooperation, there’s one thing you’ll have to do.”
“What’s that?”
“I enjoyed torturing that boy today, especially in front of his mother. It made me want to do all kinds of nasty things, and right away. So send that woman away! Tell her you’ll do her some other time. I don’t want your sloppy seconds tonight. … That’s one thing. There are actually two things. The second thing is, I want to play with the boy some more. Tell them that I’ve taken charge of this case, and allow me to have fun with them in the future. And we’ll have lots of appointments! That’ll be another win-win. I saw how uncomfortable you were with the idea of having to touch him there.” She grabbed his penis through his pants as she said “there” to emphasize the point.
The doctor was pleased at her relatively light terms, as she really had him over a barrel. “Okay, as long as you can keep it cool, okay? No fucking him in front of his mother, or anything like that. We don’t want her to snap and call the authorities, right?”
“No problem,” she replied as she ran her hands over his chest. “I just like torturing and teasing him. I’ve never done that before. I promise you, I’ll be as cool as a cucumber.”
He ran his hand over her face and down her arm. “No you won’t! You’re a sex maniac.” As if to prove his point, she stepped back, began unbuttoning her clothes, and taking off her bra.
“So what if I am?” Callist said defiantly as she grabbed at one of her boobs.
The doctor heaved a sigh at the beauty of his tempting nurse. “Cucumbers certainly aren’t cool by the time you’re done with them. But okay, we’ll be in on this together. This is so much more interesting that all those old women with their runny noses, don’t you think?”
Dr. Fredrickson got up and went to talk to Cheese and send her away. He had a hard time getting his boner not to show. Not the least because Callist finished taking her bra off and began masturbating herself before he even left the room. She was incredibly turned on by publicly jacking off Shawn. She couldn’t wait for the doctor to come back to his office and give her the love injection she desperately needed right then.