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27/09/2022
This is a bit different than most of the tales posted here, but it is true and happened to me.
I was about 50 at the time, and I had been seeing my regular physician for prostate concerns. Pills, no end to different meds, nothing was working, luckily all of the cancer concerns came back negative. I went to no end of specialists, to no avail, and they were suggesting surgery as an option that I really did not want done but was considering since it had gotten bad enough that I was using catheters periodically, and had to deal with infections.
Then I saw an ad from a local office that had alternatives, claiming "96%" success rates. Hell, why not? I got an appointment, sat and listened as the woman in her 40's explained the procedure. She pointedly mentioned she was NOT a physician, that she had developed her methods on her own. The place looked like a doctor's office, charts hanging on the walls everywhere.
Basically, massage of the prostate gland, combined with "other" procedures was how she put it. She was on the matronly side, and sounded sincere, so I was thinking worth a shot. Three sessions a week, for three weeks, $150 a session, sort of expensive but if it worked, well worth it.
Of course, this was over 28 years ago, when a dollar was worth a dollar.
At the first session, the lady handed me a robe, told me to undress completely, so I did. She came in, followed by this tiny little Asian lady who was under 5 feet tall and maybe weighed 80 pounds. She was not dressed in a smock as I expected, instead she had on a blouse and skirt. In fact the older lady was also dressed in normal street clothing.
"This is Nao, my assistant." The older lady told me with a big smile. She had me lie back on the table, bring my knees up and hold them, bit embarrassing because up until then only male doctors had seen me in similar positions.
"Now Nao will do the massage, I will handle the rest." the lady told me. I braced myself, watched as Nao rubbed lube on her latex glove, then her tiny finger pressed inside me.
Being so tiny, I barely felt her finger.
Of course, I quickly began to erect, nothing I could do about that, lying there with this one tiny woman basically fingering my ass. Nothing hidden at all, the robe was pulled up to my chest.
Nao said something to the older lady, who by then had also put on latex gloves. Then she took a small bottle and poured some oil on my groin, reached out and began to lift and squeeze my testicles. I was surprised at that, but did not protest, next she was stroking my dick, which by now was at full size.
So, there I lay while one older lady gave me a happy ending, while being finger fucked up the butt hole at the same time.
"The contractions will assist in reducing the swelling." the older lady told me as she busily pumped away, squeezing my testicles at the same time. Needless to say, I did not last long, when I exploded, she said "There we go!"
Then they both used towels to wipe me up.
Now I had hoped this would help the overly swollen prostate gland, but it didn't, but I did complete the entire three weeks, what the hell, it was fun.
What it really was, was an excuse to offer happy endings legally, near as I could tell. I did notice every time I drove by the place there were a couple of customer cars in their parking lot.
Later, I did undergo the surgery, which did work with no real after effects, but I never forgot those sessions and sometimes my wife will put on a pair of gloves and we play.
I always wondered if the sessions that lady did really did actually helped anyone?
I was about 50 at the time, and I had been seeing my regular physician for prostate concerns. Pills, no end to different meds, nothing was working, luckily all of the cancer concerns came back negative. I went to no end of specialists, to no avail, and they were suggesting surgery as an option that I really did not want done but was considering since it had gotten bad enough that I was using catheters periodically, and had to deal with infections.
Then I saw an ad from a local office that had alternatives, claiming "96%" success rates. Hell, why not? I got an appointment, sat and listened as the woman in her 40's explained the procedure. She pointedly mentioned she was NOT a physician, that she had developed her methods on her own. The place looked like a doctor's office, charts hanging on the walls everywhere.
Basically, massage of the prostate gland, combined with "other" procedures was how she put it. She was on the matronly side, and sounded sincere, so I was thinking worth a shot. Three sessions a week, for three weeks, $150 a session, sort of expensive but if it worked, well worth it.
Of course, this was over 28 years ago, when a dollar was worth a dollar.
At the first session, the lady handed me a robe, told me to undress completely, so I did. She came in, followed by this tiny little Asian lady who was under 5 feet tall and maybe weighed 80 pounds. She was not dressed in a smock as I expected, instead she had on a blouse and skirt. In fact the older lady was also dressed in normal street clothing.
"This is Nao, my assistant." The older lady told me with a big smile. She had me lie back on the table, bring my knees up and hold them, bit embarrassing because up until then only male doctors had seen me in similar positions.
"Now Nao will do the massage, I will handle the rest." the lady told me. I braced myself, watched as Nao rubbed lube on her latex glove, then her tiny finger pressed inside me.
Being so tiny, I barely felt her finger.
Of course, I quickly began to erect, nothing I could do about that, lying there with this one tiny woman basically fingering my ass. Nothing hidden at all, the robe was pulled up to my chest.
Nao said something to the older lady, who by then had also put on latex gloves. Then she took a small bottle and poured some oil on my groin, reached out and began to lift and squeeze my testicles. I was surprised at that, but did not protest, next she was stroking my dick, which by now was at full size.
So, there I lay while one older lady gave me a happy ending, while being finger fucked up the butt hole at the same time.
"The contractions will assist in reducing the swelling." the older lady told me as she busily pumped away, squeezing my testicles at the same time. Needless to say, I did not last long, when I exploded, she said "There we go!"
Then they both used towels to wipe me up.
Now I had hoped this would help the overly swollen prostate gland, but it didn't, but I did complete the entire three weeks, what the hell, it was fun.
What it really was, was an excuse to offer happy endings legally, near as I could tell. I did notice every time I drove by the place there were a couple of customer cars in their parking lot.
Later, I did undergo the surgery, which did work with no real after effects, but I never forgot those sessions and sometimes my wife will put on a pair of gloves and we play.
I always wondered if the sessions that lady did really did actually helped anyone?
Poster:
conrad
