Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, or non-consensual sex.
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Jillian’s Trauma
Josh was surprised the next day when he visited Dr. Ann Pembroke the first time after his father called his old high school friend to help Josh manage a problem at high school. When the tall eighteen-year-old young man stepped off the elevator on the fifth floor, he followed the arrows to Ann’s office and gently opened the door to see a tall girl he remembered from his sophomore year in high school. Jillian was a senior when he was a sophomore, that he met briefly a few times, but they never were close friends or dated.
Jillian stood from her chair behind the lavish dark walnut reception desk and said, “Hi, Mr. Taft. I haven’t seen you since I graduated two years ago. You look like you’ve shot up three or four inches since then.” Josh had already noticed she didn’t appear as tall as he remembered from school and realized that he used to be short for his age and that she wasn’t so tall as he thought.
He was surprised she came over to him and opened her arms and kissed his cheek before saying, “I almost asked you to a Sadie Hawkins day dance when I was a senior, and you were a sophomore, but I was afraid all the kids would start saying I was robbing the cradle. It was a huge mistake that I asked Tom Malone instead.”
Josh remembered reading that Jillian married Tom in late June after graduating but never learned the cause that severed their marriage before Christmas. Before Jillian had a chance to inform Josh of her sorry marriage and rapid divorce, he heard his father’s old friend, Dr. Ann Pembroke ask, “Are you Adam Taft’s son, Josh? Come on in and sit. And tell me about your mom and dad. We were good friends when we were school chums.”
Ann knew all about Josh’s refusal to shower after gym class school problem and already made arrangements with her old friend Dr. Carl Whipple, the Superintendent of Schools to provide a medical reason for Josh to be excused from all gymnastics classes for the remainder of the year and reinstate Josh for graduation. Frankly, Ann thought threatening Josh from graduation seemed harsh to her, but she promised to get to the bottom of his issue and report back to Carl when her consultations ended.
Ann told Josh how she graduated from high school with Josh’s parents and were best friends for twelve years until she went to Stanford University and stayed on to become a psychiatrist.
“By the time I returned to Portland and opened my practice, your parents were working long hard hours to get their business going, and I was struggling to establish my new practice. They were happily married with a new baby boy, and I already had a five-year-old daughter without a husband. Neither they nor I had the time to renew our relationships.”
Josh knew he had to explain his defiance to shower with the other young men after gym class and contemplated telling some ugly lie to cover his phobia, but when Josh sat in the loveseat with Ann sitting at his side with her petite hand in his, he opened up and told her that he was ashamed to admit his privacy issue.
“Dr. Pembroke,” he began until she immediately interrupted and said, “Josh, please call me Ann. I’m more than just you’re doctor today, I’m a long-time family friend that can help you today and for the next few weeks until you recognize what’s happening and why it’s happening.”
Josh relaxed with her kind and assuring statement and proceeded to explain how he disliked being shorter all through school until he finally started to spurt up the last couple of years. He talked some, and she interjected questions along the way, beginning with, “Josh, how tall are you now, about six feet?”
He said almost. “The last time I was measured I was 5’11, but that was in September, and I think I’ve grown more since then.”
“And, Josh, what do you weigh now, and tell me about your trouble at school?”
Josh felt weird talking to a woman more than twice his age, as she wrapped her hand around his fingers, but he knew he had to communicate his issue if he ever expected help. He told Ann that he weighed about 155 pounds and that he had always been reticent to undress in public except for when his mother bathed him until he was able to shower alone.
“I was probably eight or ten then. I have always been shy to undress in public because I feel I’m inadequate down there, and I feared guys would talk and tell their sisters, and pretty soon all of the girls would know, and who knows what might happen then. It’s not complicated, it’s just that I worry girls won’t date me or that they’ll chuckle behind my back, and I’ve chosen to avoid the criticism, which unfortunately is true.”
Ann squeezed on Joshes fingers and said, “Young man, most boys have the same concerns, but 95% of the time they are unfounded phobias that disappear after they pass through puberty. Some girls have the same issue when their little breasts develop slowly. They believe ankara escort that men prefer large bouncy orbs and sometimes take steps to mask their perceived problem. You know that some teenage girls stuff their bras to make their boobs appear larger, but the truth of the matter is most women soon learn that bigger is not better.”
Josh knew that, but he wasn’t concerned about girls and how they looked better when they had robust breasts that pushed against their tight sweaters; he was worried about himself and his small package not the size of women’s breasts.
Ann knew she was going to need to see Josh’s package before she could eliminate the possibility that he may be one of the few men that had a significant problem with a lack of genital size or potency. She had never had a patient like Josh except during her medical training at Stanford, and she remembered how rare it was for a man to be so inadequate that sex was impossible for him or unrewarding to a female.
Ann wanted to examine Josh, but she’d need a witness to be present and Jillian would have been suitable, but she was Josh’s friend, and that wasn’t commonsensical for either. She had overheard Josh and Jillian talking, and she knew the complete story behind Jillian’s horrid marriage and the pain inflicted on her by Tom Malone.
Ann had gone as far as she could go alone and changed the subject and asked Jillian to call her daughter, Karen, and inquire if she could come over to meet Josh. Dr. Karen Pembroke was a new general practitioner in town that recently finished training at Harvard at twenty-three years of age. She was a phenom that graduated from high school at fifteen, college at eighteen, and medical school on her 23rd birthday. Since then, she’d taken a one-year post-doctorate study of adolescents and was authorized to work with teenagers as well as adults.
Jillian tapped on the door and said Dr. Pembroke indicated she would be finished with her final patient in fifteen or twenty minutes and would be over as soon as she was finished. Ann felt sorry for Jillian being so dreadfully treated by Tom and invited her to sit down in the chair opposite her and Josh thinking that perhaps someone that had been abused sexually would look kindly on a young man that felt inadequate.
It wasn’t like Jillian wouldn’t know every word that was spoken in the session, because she transcribed every recording for Dr. Pembroke’s records and knew every patient’s calamitous details. More than once, Jillian cried as she typed alone at the reception desk, as she learned details about people that she could never repeat outside of the office. Jillian was warned the day she was hired that she would be fired immediately on her first breach of confidence.
After Jillian was seated and felt comfortable, she mentioned how Josh was one of the nicest students she remembered from her school days. She said they only had one advanced math class together, but she knew Josh had a way with numbers because he was always the first student finished when they tested and that he received straight A’s. Jillian blushed when she said that she wished Josh had been a year or two older because she always admired him and knew he was someone special that would amount to something when he matured. Then she said, “Would that I knew then what my future held with Tom.”
Jillian left the office when Karen arrived to meet Josh knowing that she’d get to hear the tapes in the morning when she began transcribing every word spoken in both sessions. Many were very interesting, but this was the first time she would have an opportunity to learn the details of an old friend that she still admired and had a special place in her heart. She returned to her desk to finish transcribing the previous conversations between Ann and her patients, so she could begin working on Josh’s the following morning.
Dr. Karen Pembroke was impressive in more ways than intellectually when he saw her long straight blond hair draping around her neck and down between and over her well-endowed breasts. At twenty-four she appeared younger than her age to Josh and found it hard to believe she was a certified MD with post-graduate studies from Harvard University. Josh remembered reading about Karen opening an office in Portland, but he never knew that she or her mother were personal family friends or in the distant past that his father dated Ann once.
Ann gave a brief synopsis of Josh’s visit and said she’d like to have Karen examine him and determine how serious his perceived issue was regarding his concern about feared genital inadequacy, and Karen agreed to help, but she wasn’t prepared to examine or treat him at the moment.
“Mom, I’m sure you remember that there is a lot more than meets the eye when examining a man’s genitals than first appearances.”
Karen returned her eyes to Josh and said she had a few questions she’d like to ask him before she committed to taking him as a patient. She said she vowed when she opened her practice, she would never take patients çankaya escort unless they agreed to annual physical exams to head off serious medical troubles before they began.
“Josh, do you have a general practitioner you see regularly?” Are you happy with him or her? Would you like to be my patient, and will you pay attention to my medical recommendations?
She wanted to see if Josh would recall the questions when she packed them together and waited to hear him utter, “I’ve only seen a pediatrician and need a new general practitioner because I’m eighteen, and yes, I liked him fine, and yes, I’d like to be your patient and plan to follow your recommendations if they’re reasonable.”
That more than satisfied Karen, and she said she did physicals on Saturday morning, and she could see him at 1 PM if he were available. She said she understands it was short notice, but she suspected he wanted some closure to his issue as soon as possible anyway. Karen indicated her nurse only worked until noon so her mother could be the witness if she were available.
Just before Karen left, she reached out to Josh and said, “Josh this will be a very thorough complete body exam from head to toe, but I’m sure you will be rewarded when you hear the results. By this time tomorrow, I’ll bet that you’ll be a happy camper.”
Josh left the private office a few minutes after Karen returned to her office and saw Jillian stand and walk over to him and say, “Josh, may I call you this evening? I need to talk with someone I trust.”
Josh was feeling good that he’d know all about his problem and perhaps he’d have a suggestion or possible cure to alleviate his issue soon, but equally important, he had an old friend approach him and indicated she wanted to talk with him privately because she trusted him. Trust was always important in Josh’s family, and he felt proud he radiated a sense of trust to a friend.
Josh whispered, “Jillian, you may call me anytime and I’ll listen, and you can be sure I’ll always be a trustworthy friend.”
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Jillian’s Phone Call
It was 8:30 when Josh’s phone rang that evening. He was in his bedroom reading a novel when his mother called up the stairs and said,” Josh, it’s a girl named Jillian for you.”
That began a call that lasted more than an hour and covered two years of their history. She wanted to tell Josh about her marriage and divorce, but she also wanted him to know about her wonderful position with Ann and how she transcribed every word of every conversation Dr. Pembroke had with every patient. She told Josh that she would be transcribing every word of his conversation with both doctors in the morning, but that she would never share anything with anyone regardless of the content.
She told how she was warned the day she was hired that if she ever leaked a word that came back to her that Ann would fire her on the spot, and she loved her job too much to ever breach her trust. Jillian wanted to know all about Josh’s plans after graduation and was thrilled to hear he was planning to attend the technical school to become more involved with engines and logging since his father owned a logging and lumber company.
Josh admitted he wasn’t involved with a girl and that he’d love to meet with her where they could carry on their conversation. She said she wanted Josh to know all about her marriage and divorce, but she’d feel better confronting her ghosts in person and get them behind her rather than over the phone.
They agreed to a date the following Friday night, but Josh said he wanted an opportunity to beg off if his examination turned bad. Just before Jillian hung up, she said, “Josh, you’re a wonderful man. I wish I knew you better and asked you out two years ago and maybe my life would be so much better. Good night, Josh.”
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Josh’s First Physical
If Josh had known what to expect during his physical, he might not have been so anxious for 1 PM to arrive. When he approached the door to Karen’s office, she was standing at the reception desk looking at the file Jillian forwarded to her to begin a new patient account. Nancy, Karen’s receptionist had already completed the new form and created a new file for Josh’s appointment, and the last patient was already gone.
Karen poked her head into the reception area and said, “Come on in, Josh, but I should tell you there’s been a slight change of plans. I didn’t realize mom had another commitment this afternoon, so I don’t have a witness. It’s up to you Josh; I can schedule you for next week, if you wish, or continue without mom. You make the call.”
“I’m ready and willing Dr. Pembroke. I’d like to understand if I’m crazy or if I have a physical problem.”
“Josh, you’re not crazy, and I’ll bet you don’t have a physical problem either. There’s a much more common cause of your symptoms. Let’s begin, and if you’re hungry, I’ll treat you to lunch when we’re finished.”
She told Josh that under usual circumstances her nurse would do the kızılay escort prep work of checking his paperwork and getting his basic temperature, pulse, and blood oxygen level before taking him to the changing room. “Unlike most doctors, once a year I want my patient’s exact height and weight when they are undressed except for their socks. Nancy would verify that you have all the appropriate inoculations, but we have your records from Dr. Rogers, your pediatrician, and my receptionist completed that part.”
Karen took his vital readings and escorted him to the ornate painted Asian screen used for privacy and watched Josh undress and hang his clothes on the chair. She offered her hand and had Josh stand on the scales before she measured him at six feet and one-hundred-sixty-two pounds. She asked if he wore glasses before she had him read the eye chart perfectly and commented that he had perfect eyesight. As Karen stopped and washed her hands before she continued, she already knew Josh didn’t have a physical size problem with his penis, but she didn’t plan to reveal her view until later, much later.
Karen had slept with several students working on their medical degrees during undergraduate school at Harvard, and she knew some penises that appeared smaller when flaccid were longer and thicker when erect. She also knew that every one of them offered her the satisfaction only a hard penis can provide a wanting woman. Some may have been better lovers, but all were satisfying, and the largest difference was the foreplay and patience some men provided before ejaculation.
She said, “Josh, that’s the easiest part of your examination, but if you’re very patient with me, it won’t be the most enjoyable. Let’s continue with a thorough skin exam. Have you seen a dermatologist before?”
Karen had obviously examined many men before, as she searched his scalp before working her way south to the tips of his toes and announced she saw nothing that needed attention, though she did warn him to be cautious of the sun when he’s working outside. She announced his heart sounded great and his lungs were clear before he climbed onto the examination table to have his body verified free of hernias.
“Josh, are you ready for me to examine your penis and scrotum carefully?”
She saw him nod affirmatively and she pulled his long legs open to begin. He was flaccid and under complete control when she retrieved two stainless steel objects, which he had seen many times before. The first was a twelve-inch ruler to measure the length and the other a pair of calipers to measure thickness or diameter.
Karen wanted to get the diameter first to avoid touching his shaft and creating the possibility of losing the opportunity to measure both length and thickness while soft. She had her research in a notebook at her side and recognized the beautifully circumcised penis in front of her was more than average, at least when she considered thickness. The calipers were specially designed with wide grips to avoid over-tightening a soft item, and she quickly called out the measurement and wrote the number on Josh’s medical chart before she used the stainless ruler.
“Just so you know Josh, I am recording our conversations so Jillian can transcribe it into your medical records for mom. She keeps a complete record so she can review her work when needed.”
Josh was still soft, and Karen lifted his shaft from between his legs and gently stroked his helmet to start a flow of blood rushing to harden and lengthen his shaft. Twenty seconds later, Josh was as hard as a rock, and she quickly wrote the larger numbers before saying, “Josh, your penis is larger than normal. It’s not huge, but at 6.125 inches it’s slightly more than a one-half inch longer than the average male. That’s longer than over 83 percent of men.”
Karen continued to stroke Josh’s penis gently and said he was a fortunate man as his flaccid length was just an eighth of an inch less than normal, but his shaft thickness was greater than three out of four men when flaccid or erect. Then she asked Josh,
“Have you had sex yet?”
Josh was embarrassed when he answered no, but now that he understood that he wasn’t some freak of nature, he’d like to find an interested girl. He listened carefully to Karen as she explained he always needed to be gentle with a woman, particularly if he’s ever a woman’s first lover. “Make certain she’s well-prepared before you try to enter her, and enter slowly, inch by inch until you bottom out or your pubic bones meet, and above all make certain she’s not infected with STDs if possible. If you don’t know, use a condom for sure, and if you don’t use a condom make sure she used birth control when you go bareback or pull out before you ejaculate.”
“Josh I’m almost finished, but I want to verify you are cancer-free with a testicular cancer check, and you should check yourself every month or have a girlfriend check for you before sex. She may find it to be very stimulating and help her be prepared for Woody when she’s finished. I’m not going to check your prostate, but I want to get a semen sample to verify your sperm count is high and it’s healthy. Do you remember, when we began, I told you something more enjoyable would follow?”