I always like to do a good scene. A sweet, fun loving girl in Charleston, WV, and I worked this one out together. A former Med school boyfriend had taught her to massage his prostate and how to stroke him so slowly that he couldn't cum.

She would pretend to be an Erection Theropist when she came to my motel room. She would wear a white dress, white hose and white patent leather high heels. And she would carry a briefcase. Of course, I paid the erection theropist a "fee" for the "examination" and the "procedures" she did for me.

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The Erection Theropist Cums!

Before she arrived, I would give myself a triple enima and showered. I would wear only a robe. When she tapped on the door, I looked through the peep hole and, seeing her, I would welcome her in. In our roles from the start, she would ask if I was making any progress with my erection problem. Of course, I told her I still couldn't get it up good. She would collect her "fee" and put it in her briefcase.

"Now, Ray, I want to examine your cock and see for myself if you are making progress. Please take off your robe for me and come over here by the lamp," she would tell me while she sat in a straight back chair by the bed lamp. I quickly removed my robe and moved so I was standing directly in front of her. She take my balls into one of her hands and softly caress them while she took the very stiff and erect cock between fingers and her thumb.

She would slowly turn it up, down and sidways while moving her head to see it completely. "You do have a lovely cock, Ray, but it will take several more of my procedures to get it the way you want it to be. Then, releasing my balls she would put her thumbs on each side of the slit in the know and draw the slit open. She would peer into the and describe the pinkish color of the inner wall and the clear fluid she could see in it. It was exciting to have a lovely young woman handle my cock like that and examine it so thoroughly and describe what she saw.

She took several minutes of this kind of cock and ball examination, she said, "I believe that you will require more massage of your prostate, Ray." She would describe how the prostate was positioned so that it received poor blood circulation. While she was telling me this, she would put a latex glove on her right hand and get a tube of viginal cream out of that briefcase.

She had me get on the bed on my knees and bend over and lay my head on a pillow. When I was satisfactorily positioned, she pulled the straight back chair up behind me and sat down. She started out by putting some of the cream on her middle finger and working it into my ass hole, putting her finger in only to the first joint. She repeated this several times, telling me she wanted this to be comfortable for me. It was more that comfortable for me. It was exciting to feel her sticking her finger into my ass hole.

Slowly, she would work her finger in until she would say, "got it!" Then would slowly begin working the tip of her finger in and out across my prostate. It did feel so pleasnat. Then she would stop the in and out movement and begin twisting her finger, one direction and then the other. She would ask me if she was hurting me. And I would reassure that it was making me feel very horney. And she would say that meant that my prostate needed the massage.

She would switch from in and out to twisting several times before she was satisfied that the prostate was thoroughly massaged. It was an extremely erotic feeling and it did make me very horney. My cock was standing stiff and the skin was streached tight on the knob.

"Now we need to get lots of blood working through your crotch," nurse Nancy would say while standing and rubbing my bottom. Then she would swat one off the cheeks of my bottom several times very hard.

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