A masturbator’s medical fantasy
Today, I received a letter from a younger patient of mine. He is
graduating next month from High School with a full swimming
scholarship to Stanford. He seems to be having sexual issues in his
relationships. He needs my help. He is ready for what is about to
happen to him.
The bright light above, shines down upon the table. He is nude. A
white sheet covering him. I notice his erection under the sheet and
the damp spot where the tip of his penis is. I see it throb under
the sheet with each beat of his heart. He is nicely tanned with
little or no body hair. I slowly lower the sheet to the top of his
long and tapered thighs. It is then I see the clear droplets of his
semen for the first time. He stares at the syringe in my right hand
and knows where the tip of it is destined. I take the cotton
covering the needle and gently rub the sterile solution on his
perfectly formed testicles. Disposing of the cotton, I take his
balls into my left hand and cup them, looking closely for the vein
in which to insert my needle. Once found, I tell him to relax and
to close his eyes. He takes a deep breath and puts his arms behind
his head. As I lean closer to his penis, I see and smell another
discharge of his semen.
Slowly, I insert the needle into the well defined vein of his
balls. I hold it still for a moment. I see him whence. It is only
then, I begin the slow suppression of the plunger, shooting him with
the syringes milky red contents. I roll his hairless testicles back
and forth with my index and middle finger. In a short time, I see
his balls begin to elevate upward into his groin. It is only then,
I remove the needle from his hung and full sac. I cleanse him with
a fresh herbal oil which helps to clot the blood droplet.
It takes the solution less than a minute to give me what I am
looking for. He will ejaculate to orgasm without touch.
As his contractions begin, I see his hips rise from the table, his
arms still behind his head. His first ejaculation goes beyond his
left
shoulder and onto the tiled floor below. His first sperm discharge
is now followed by 2 more, the jets landing just below his throat
and down lower to his firm tummy. I give him permission to “milk”
himself more, which he eagerly does. In all, 6 jets are seen on his
chest and lower abdomen. I ask him if he has more for me and he
gently whispers “No, I have no more to give”. I tell him that he
has done as we expected on his first appointment, but there are
other things to be done on his next visit.
I slowly collect his sperm and seal it into a test tube for
analysis. I tell him “that is all for today” and that I wish to
meet with him in my office after he gets dressed.
R.