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PeterFile#04: PENIS CREAM
(Editor Note: We often tend to overlook the physical
harm that the practice of self-abuse causes. Although we are no
longer concerned that masturbation leads to vision loss, hair
growth, or dermatological abnormalities, we forget that habitual
and excessive indulgence often causes penile abrasions and other
motion stress injuries. The health-care professional should
always be on the look out for the physical effects of
masturbatory addiction and be prepared to apply appropriate
treatment. Dr.Margaret Wilson, Registered Genital Therapist)
The maddening itch grew worse each day, and Peter was
finally driven to seek relief. He had put it off for as long as
he could, fearing the inevitable embarrassment and humiliation
associated with revealing his problem, but at last he could
stand it no more. He entered the drug store shyly and looked
around for the elderly pharmacist who ran the store. The place
was empty except for a young woman in a white coat behind the
counter. "Hi, can I help you?" she asked.
"I, uh, need to speak to the pharmacist. Is he here?"
"Mr. Roberts is on vacation, but I'm Lisa, his
replacement. What can I do for you?"
Embarrassed to explain his special problem to a man,
Peter was aghast at the prospect of telling it to a woman.
Especially one such as Lisa, a stunningly beautiful girl about
his own age, with shoulder length brown hair and a voluptuous
figure which not even her bulky lab coat could hide. He
stammered, "Well ... its ... sort of personal. I ... better come
back later."
She smiled. "Oh, don't worry, you can tell me. I handle
all sorts of stuff for men. Do you need some condoms, or
something like that?"
He hesitated, with the itch nearly driving him out of
his mind, and thought of the misery he would experience waiting
until Mr. Roberts returned. With a blush he mumbled, "No, it's
... I've got sort of a rash on ... my penis."
Lisa accepted this declaration matter of factly. "I see.
What sort of rash? Is it like a fungal infection, or an
abrasion?"
"It's more like ... an abrasion."
With a reassuring nod, Lisa said "Oh, I understand.
We've got just the thing for that." She reached behind the
counter. "Here you are. We sell it to lots of men." She handed
him a round jar, with a picture of a matronly nurse smiling
gently in comfort. The label read,
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Nurse's Brand Penis Cream. (R)
"Soothing relief for intimate itching"
Indications: minor abrasions of the male organs caused
by excessive friction or manual abuse. Instructions: 1) Ensure
that male organs are exposed and easily accessible. Prepare
penis by stimulating to full erection. 2) Apply generous amount
of Nurse's Brand Penis Cream (R) to the glans and shaft of the
erect penis, especially to abraded areas. 3) Spread cream along
the shaft with light circular motions of the thumb and fingers.
Be sure that the entire length of the shaft is covered. 4)
Continue rubbing slowly until cream is completely absorbed by
the penis (about 30 minutes), maintaining erection throughout
treatment to ensure that pores of skin are fully dilated. Note:
some patients may be prone to ejaculate during application, and
appropriate steps should be taken to prevent this.
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Warnings: Unsupervised use by patient may lead to
masturbatory addiction or aggravation of pre-existing
masturbatory habits. Must be applied strictly according to
instructions and only under supervision by nurse or other
medical professional.
(R) Registered trademark of PenisCare, Inc.
--------
Peter turned crimson as he read the label under Lisa's
observation, and started to slink away in embarrassment, but she
pre-empted his flight. She said, "Wait, come on back here a
minute" and led him behind a curtain into a small stock room.
Turning around to face him, she ordered, "Here. Let's drop your
britches and have a look at the problem." He stood frozen in
utter astonishment while she quickly unsnapped his trousers and
lowered them just below his hips along with his underwear,
exposing his sexual organs.
She took his took his penis in her fingers and inspected
it closely. "Oh yeah, here are some abrasions, all right. Does
that hurt?" She ran her fingers lightly over the small read
spots on his shaft.
"... no ... it more ... tickles ..."
He began to erect uncontrollably and glanced anxiously
at her. Lisa seemed to ignore his organ's response and continued
to stroke lightly. "Well it doesn't look too bad, really. I'll
put some cream on it and we'll clear it up in no time."
"You mean ... you ... you're going to ...?" he asked,
hardly believing that this was really happening.
"Yeah, you read the warning label. We're not supposed to
let you do it yourself."-
She walked behind him. "Could you put your hands
together behind your back a moment?" He felt a soft fabric
circle around his wrists and suddenly realized that his hands
were bound. Lisa reassured him, "It's just a precaution, Peter.
Some guys react a little funny to the treatment."
She sat down in a chair and drew him between her knees.
She pulled his trousers and drawers all the way down to his
ankles, making him feel very foolish and exposed. Taking his
penis in her fingers she began alternately squeezing and
stroking the shaft. In spite of his nervousness, Peter could not
help erecting fully in her gentle but skilled hands. "That's
right Peter," she encouraged him. "Make your member nice and
stiff for me. It opens up the pores and helps the cream go in."
She scooped out a generous glob of penis cream and began
spreading it over his shaft. The fingers of one hand slipped up
and down his sensitive shaft in small, slow circular strokes,
while those of the other cradled his scrotal sac and squeezed
his testicles gently. From above, Peter could peek down the open
neck of her coat and blouse and glimpse the tempting swell of
her bosom. He sighed and abandoned himself to the delightful
caress.
Lisa matter of factly asked, "You jerk off a lot, don't
you Peter? That's how guys usually get these abrasions. Is that
what did it?"
With the undeniable evidence bobbing in front of both of
them, Peter could hardly deny the accusation. "I ... can't help
it ... it's sort of a habit..." He felt like dying of shame, but
Lisa accepted his admission with only mild reproof.
"Yeah, I know how it is with some guys. But you really
ought to try to control it. When you need to masturbate, you
ought to let a girl do it for you, so you won't hurt yourself.
Lots of girls will do it for you, if you just ask."
She continued to rub the soothing cream over his shaft.
It was glistening both with the cream and the dew of its own
arousal, dripping copiously from the tip. "How is your penis
feeling now?- Better?"
"Oh yes, Lisa ... but it's starting to feel ... like I
might have to ... you know ..."
"Like you might need to ejaculate?"
"... yes ..."
"Most men feel that way when we apply penis cream. But
try not to do it, Peter. I don't want you to go soft and floppy
on me before I finish applying the cream."
Peter tried honestly to control himself, but the
stimulation of the penile massage overpowered his limited will
power. "... oh, Lisa, it feels so ... I don't think I can ...
it's going to ..." he stammered as he felt the momentum of
orgasm building in his loins. Suddenly he gasped as Lisa
encircled the neck of his scrotal sac with her fingers and
squeezed tightly, pinching shut the semen ducts and stopping
short his impending ejaculation. The young man bit his lip in
pain and disappointment.
"I'm sorry, Peter, but I can't let you squirt. Try to
hold it in for me, now." She held his sac tightly until he
regained control, lightly running her fingers along the length
of his swollen shaft.-"Poor little dickie, so fat and red. It
wants to squirt so badly,- doesn't it?"
Peter was unconsciously trying to pull his hands free to
finish the job she had interrupted. "Oh, yes, Lisa!"
"Now you see why I had to tie your hands? I don't think
you could keep from masturbating yourself right now, could you?"
"...no ... I couldn't ..."
The procedure was repeated several more times. Each
time, in spite of Peter's best efforts, he lost control, only to
be cut short by Lisa's firm and knowing grip on his tender male
glands. At last she stopped the application and looked at his
rosy glowing member. "There now, that's enough, I think. How
does your penis feel now?"
"Better ... it doesn't itch any more ... but Lisa, I
feel so ... I really need to ..."
She smiled up at him, hefting his sac gently. "I know,
Peter. I can feel how full your sac is. You really built up a
lot of sperm, didn't you. Do you want Lisa to let it out for
you?"
"Oh please! Please!", wiggling and dancing in
excitement, his hands still bound behind his back.
She smiled again, and then to his delight unbuttoned her
blouse and unhooked her bra. Her heavy breasts spilled out and
spilled massively down her chest. "There. Now you won't make a
mess on my blouse." Taking his shaft in her fingers she resumed
slowly stroking.
He looked down at her pendulous naked breasts. "You mean
... you want me to ... here on your ...?"
"Yeah," she grinned. "You've got to shoot it somewhere,
don't you? Just let it go all over my big bare breasts. I think
you'll like that, squirting your sperm on my breasts."
The sight of such an exciting target pushed Peter over
the edge. His legs trembled and hips thrust forward. Lisa, never
missing a stroke, drew him forward and pressed his throbbing
penis deep into the cleavage of her bare bosoms, just as he
erupted in stream after stream of pearly semen.
After he had finished, she discretely left him alone to
clean up and dress. In a few minutes Peter came out to the cash
register to pay for the cream, blushing intensely at the recent
intimacy as Lisa took his money.
"That was a good start, Peter. But to be sure, I think
we better follow up with daily treatments for the next couple of
weeks. Drop by again tomorrow, OK?"
- end
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