Date: Fri, 5 Jan 2024 01:27:10 +0000
From: Bob Park <parkrc@hotmail.com>
Subject: Peggy's Counseling - Part 1

Peggy's Counseling - Part 1

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Since this is my story, I will start with describing me. My name is Rodney
Tildstrom Jr., and I am 17 and a senior in high school. Now most people
call me Rod, or Rod Junior, and even a few called me little Rodney, when I
was younger.

My father is Rodney Tildstrom Sr., and he is the president of Tildstrom
Poultry, which is a family business that has been handed down from
generation to generation. If I take over from my dad, that will make 5
generations. The first family farm was in Southern Maryland, and it grew
into Virginia, and North Carolina. My father moved the corporate
headquarters to Charlotte, mostly to please my mother, and her love of
shopping, and socializing. The company is the second largest on the east
coast, and continues to be profitable, with the help of several upgrades in
computerized control systems. It is a family, and employee owned
corporation, unlike most of our competition.

My mother's name is Susan, or more commonly Sue. My parents were college
sweethearts, and they both turned 41 last year. They are both very active
and in good physical shape. My father wanted more children, but my mom
convinced him that one was enough, because more would screw up her figure.

We live in the western suburbs of Charlotte, on 5 acres. When my dad moved
the company here, he had a 4 bedroom ranch house built, with a barn for
horses, and some chickens. My dad is always tweaking the kind of feed they
use for the chickens, and he has an automation laboratory in the barn. He
has a degree in advanced agriculture from the University of North
Carolina. My dad's parents bought a beachfront home in Costa Rica, when
they retired, and live there now, away from the I-95 pace of life. My dad
said that they live there to avoid taxes.

I started dating a very cute girl from my school, last year, and she has a
very vibrant personality. I am 5'-10" and 175lbs, and she is 5'-6", and
maybe 105lbs, so with her in high heels (which she often wears) we are
nearly the same height. Her name is Lizzy, or more correctly Elisabeth, but
she has been called Lizzy since she was a toddler. Lizzy is 15. She lives
about ¼ mile from us, in a very lavish home with her mother. Lizzy
was a cheerleader in her freshman, and sophomore year of high school, and
has a tight body to prove it. She said that she wasn't going to do
cheerleading in her junior year, so she can focus on classwork, and
advanced placement classes.

Her dad was a very successful investment advisor, of Norwegian descent,
tall, blonde hair, and from the pictures of him, he was very handsome. He
was a fanatic for taking care of his own yard work, and one fall Saturday,
he was blowing the leaves off of his roof, and he fell to his death,
landing in the driveway. He was only 37 at that time, and his corporate,
and personal life insurance, provided millions for his widow to live
on. Lizzy's mom Peggy, has her own psychological counseling business,
catering often to children aged 10 to 18, and families with sexual issues.

I have been over to Lizzy's house many times, and her mom is always very
friendly with me. She makes some really off of the cuff comments sometimes,
but I guess that is just her mom's personality. Since her counseling
practice specializes on sexual issues with children, Peggy's comments can
have a strange sexual connotation to them. But as peculiar as she can
sometimes be, I am dating the daughter, and not the mother. They have some
additional family on her dad's side in Minnesota, but they are not close.

Lizzy has also been to my home numerous times, and my parents like her
also. She has been over for ranch style BBQ's, and even to ride horses. For
Valentine's Day I got Lizzy a going steady ring, and matching bracelet,
mostly because she felt left out on my college discussions. Being a senior,
I have been doing my research on colleges, and I am torn between the
University of Charlotte, and Duke University in the research triangle. I
guess that Lizzy feels she is being left behind, because she is 2 years
behind me. We go to a private school, and we are both very good
students. My interest is in microbiology.

Before I go any farther, let me tell you about extended family. My dad has
a younger brother Charles, with no interest in running the family
business. He joined the navy after college, and did a 6 year tour, and then
transferred to the Naval Reserves. My grandparents set up a trust fund for
him, so he travels a lot in his free time. He is fascinated with Asia
Pacific, and spends a lot of time in Thailand, and the Philippines. With
him gone a lot, he left me his pride and joy, 1968 Corvair convertible, to
use until I leave for college. The car is a little quirky, but I love it,
and it gets me to school, and out on dates. On the road, it gets lots of
looks from collectors. Charles is more like a big brother than an uncle,
and we have always been close. He took me on camping, and fishing weekends
as a teen, and we always had a good time. My dad was always too busy with
the business, to do much with me.

I decided to do my freshman year at University of Charlotte, and if it is
too close to home, then I can transfer to Duke. It made Lizzy happy that I
wouldn't be 150 miles away. A girlfriend shouldn't be a deciding factor on
where I go to college, but Lizzy is special. My parents threw a graduation
party for me at the ranch, and Lizzy and her mom Peggy came. Of course, my
mom and Lizzy's mom talked about how cute a couple that we are, and whether
our relationship will go much farther when I leave for college. My dad
didn't say much, and he is always busy doing whatever my mom wants, when he
is home. My mom says that he is a very supportive husband, and a great role
model for me. Lizzy didn't wander too far from my side, the whole
afternoon.

My parents best friends, and our neighbors came to the party, they are Ted
and Alice, and they were best friends in college too. Both my mom and Alice
were cheerleaders in the same high school and in college, and that is how
their friendship started. I heard one of my high school buddies call them
MILF's, and I guess they are both pretty hot for their age.

I invited three of my best guy buddies to the party, and as expected by
teenage horn dogs, they always hang around the good looking women, just
like the adult men hang around the outdoor grills. Lizzy and I took her mom
around to meet everybody, and to stay long enough to hear their
conversations. My buddies were trying to talk my mom and Alice into giving
them a tour of the barn, and Lizzy asked if they needed any help in the
kitchen. That allowed them to escape from the three guys. My mom and Alice
both enjoy male attention, and even some harmless flirting, so they were
just having fun with 3 teenage boys.

 A nice surprise was that my Uncle Charles came, and he handed over the
title to the Corvair, as my graduation present. Thank goodness that I am a
little bit handy, having a 55 year old car, even though it was totally
restored, requires attention. He spent most of his time with my dad and
Ted, chatting about his overseas travels, and dates, complete with pictures
of the beautiful women that he dates.

After everyone left, my dad, Charles, and I talked about my plans at
college. I told them what I wanted to major in, and since I am a freshman,
I have to live in the dorms. Charles, being a stud and in his mid-thirties,
there is always talk about why he hasn't married. He always says that he
hasn't met the right person. Instead of driving to his condo on the shore,
he decided to spend the night, in the bedroom next to mine.

After my parents went to bed, he came over to my room, to chat. In the
family, I am the only one in the family that knows that he is gay. On our
weekend trips to the lake, he taught me the finer points of sucking cock,
when I was 13. By the time I was 14 we were fucking each other. Charles
taught me how to French kiss, and he was a very romantic lover. The rest of
the world thinks he is this straight stud. To celebrate my graduation he
fucked me, and laid with me, making out for a while. When he taught me to
suck dick, he said it was to prepare me for Boy Scouts, and it certainly
did. Every scout outing included oral sex, and most included anal sex also,
where you bond with the scout leaders. Whenever Charles visits, he always
carves out some time for us to have fun, even if it is in the barn. My dad
and Ted didn't realize that his beautiful dates were ladyboys, which I
found humorous.

He was leaving in a few weeks to visit Phuket again, and he tried to talk
my dad into letting me go, for 4 weeks. My dad knows how loose the sex
trade is in Thailand, and wouldn't let me go. He mumbled something about me
starting college with STD's, when he said no. Well, Lizzy wouldn't have
been happy about me going anyway, and she had plans for us, over the
summer. But with Charles gone, that means that Lizzy and I can use his
empty condo, and he slipped me a spare key. Charles told me that if she can
suck cock, as good as she kisses, then she is a keeper. She watched me, as
she gave Charles a kiss with tongue earlier.

So far, our sex exploration has be fairly limited. Lizzy will masturbate
me, and lately she has started licking pre-cum off of my cock, which I hope
will lead to blowjobs. For my part, along with kissing, I play with her
nipples, and lick her clit. She orgasms very easily, and she makes sure
that I get off, no matter of how messy it gets.

Lizzy invited me to come over on a Friday night, so her mom can sit down
with us. I assumed that it was about college, or us dating. When Peggy took
us into her large master bedroom, I was confused. She said that since Lizzy
and I are becoming so close, that there are some things she wants to talk
to us about, and even show us. I could tell that Lizzy wanted me to go
along with whatever her mom wanted to do. Peggy started out by saying that
in her practice she see a lot of young people having a hard time making the
right sexual choices. I was already dreading the talk about us staying
virgins, till we marry.

Peggy told us to sit on the bed, and she said that for any good romantic
relationship, you need to have a solid foundation. If you both decide to
marry someday, this foundation is critical. She said that in her practice
that anytime she gets a new client, she needs to develop a baseline. She
asked us both to strip naked, and to lay our clothes on the chair. I am no
prude, and dozens of boys and men have seen me naked, but this was an odd
request from my girlfriend's mother. When her dad was still alive, he would
take Lizzy to naturist (nudist) summer camps, so she would be comfortable
with her body, and being around naked people. Lizzy stripped quickly, and
since she noticed that I was not as far along as her, she took off the
remainder of my clothes. Totally naked, Lizzy hugged and kissed me, and in
an excited voice said, that this will be fun.

Peggy said that first she wants to take our measurements. She started
measuring Lizzy, and wrote down, 5 foot 5 inches, 34b breasts, 26 inch
waist, and 35 inch buttocks. When she turned to measure me, my penis shrunk
up to about 2 inches long, and getting smaller. She wrote down 5 foot 10
inches, 40 inch chest, 28 inch waist, and a 42 inch rump. Peggy commented
on what a nice butt I had, and instinctively I thanked her. Even her hand
on my ass didn't get a rise out of me. She said, Lizzy for me to measure
his erect penis, you will we need to stroke and suck it. Lizzy dropped to
her knees, and with obvious experience, she sucked down my entire cock,
massaging it with her tongue. Just looking down at her sucking my dick was
enough to get it to full length. This is not how I expected to get my first
blowjob from Lizzy. Peggy grabbed hold of my balls to steady me, and said 5
and ¼ inches. I tried to save the moment by saying that it will
probably get bigger, even though I knew it was unlikely based on my dad.

Peggy said that now that we have a baseline, we can proceed with exercises,
and she had us both lay down on the bed. Looking at me, and my shriveling
cock, she said that for me to be an adequate partner for Lizzy, that I
needed to learn how to eat pussy. She asked if I had any experience, and I
nodded no. Peggy said that she is not surprised since I am a young man, and
I have no sisters. Before that could sink in, she said that eventually
everyone needs to learn, and she had to teach Lizzy when she was 12, but
with years of experience she is very capable. She had me pull Lizzy's butt
to the edge of the bed so I could get access to her shaved pussy from a
kneeling stance. She positioned my face and told me to lick her pussy lips
like an ice cream cone. After she felt that I accomplished that, she had me
circle her clit with my tongue. You could tell that I was doing good, when
Lizzy grabbed my hand and put it on her stiff nipple to play with. I was
proud of myself when Lizzy orgasmed, and her mom said, very good.

Peggy asked if I enjoyed that, and I said yes, and she said that I will be
doing that a lot in the future. That comment gave me hope. She had me lay
down on the bed again, and she told me that now is my time for my
reward. She had Lizzy crawl over between my legs and she said that now I
get my oral sex. I was surprised when Peggy said, now suck him just like I
showed you with Frank. As soon as she engulfed my hard cock and started
sucking, I didn't care who was in the room watching. All I could say was,
oh baby that feels so good. She serviced me with a much faster pace than I
would prefer, and it wasn't going to take long for me to explode. She
captured it all in her mouth, and her mom said that she knows where it
belongs, and she fed me my cum in a very tonguey kiss.  It wasn't the first
load of cum for me to swallow, and I did it in one swig. Peggy gave Lizzy a
kiss with a little tongue, and said that it tastes good too. I never did
find out who Frank was, but I was thankful.

Peggy said that this was a good start, and we will practice more on another
night, and we can get dressed and meet her in the family room. After she
poured us some iced tea, Peggy said that she hoped that we enjoyed our
first session, and there are a few things that we need to follow up
on. Lizzy's mom said that she is a little concerned about the length of my
erect cock, and she will talk to my parents to see if it is hereditary. But
she said, you are still young, and you can have a growth spurt, but I would
like you to see Doctor Boehner for his advice. Peggy said that she has
referred several patients to him, and he always comes up with good
suggestions that can solve these type of issues. He even gives Lizzy and
the other cheerleaders their yearly physical exam.

I asked what kind of doctor is he. She said that he is a family physician
and surgeon, that relates to physiology and sexual issues. I said I am not
sure if I need a doctor like that. She said that in addition to his normal
family practice, he handles ED cases, and other minor sexual issues, so I
am sure it won't hurt you, to talk to him. Lizzy asked if she should go
with me, and her mom said that it wasn't necessary. That was a relief !

With her notepad in hand, and acting quite professional, she almost made me
choke, when she asked if I gave and received a lot of oral sex with boys,
as a teen. She quickly added that it is very normal, and has gone on for
centuries, and it is no different for girls "enjoying" other girls. She
asked if I was in the cub or boy scouts, or went to summer camps. She said
that when Lizzy went to the summer naturists camp, and later in girl scouts
that she got quite the education in satisfying a female partner, so I
shouldn't be shy that I did the same thing with other boys. Stuttering a
little, and nodded saying yes, I guess I did.

Peggy gleefully said great ! I would like you to help me with a current
patient, who needs a big brother type, to show him what is expected by a
teenage boy. He is 12, and being raised by a single mom, and he has 3
sisters, so he is the only male in the house. Back peddling out of the
request as fast as I could I said, but I am not sure that I am the right
teacher. Peggy said, now don't be silly, you are an intelligent, and gentle
young man, and I know you will be perfect. This boy came to me because he
was terribly depressed, and it was affecting his school and social
interactions. Peggy said that it took me several sessions before I could
identify the real issue. She finished by saying that she knew she could
rely on me, and to come to her office on Tuesday at 3pm. It seemed more
like a command.

She said that between now and next Friday I also want you to see
Dr. Boehner, and then we will have another session with you and Lizzy. I
asked what we will cover next, and quite calmy said that we will explore
anal sex, so stick to what we showed you about oral sex until then. Peggy
asked me, do you like anal sex, and I nodded yes. Also remember to keep
doors open, my husband grew up where no bedroom doors were closed, and it
was probably to help heat the house, but after getting used to it, I think
it is healthy because there shouldn't be any secrets in a family. Lizzy
said, sure mom that won't be a problem. Peggy thanked me for everything
(whatever that included), and Lizzy gave me a very romantic kiss at the
door. As I drove home there was so much, I needed to digest, and all I
could think about was the blowjob, and how I still needed to jackoff as
soon as I got to my bedroom, and cum again.

Being a Friday night, it was common for my parents to have our neighbors
over, or to be at their house. My mom told me that they play a lot of table
games, and prefer to play in the master bedroom, because of the table and
four chairs in the sitting area, plus sometimes they get a little loud when
they are having fun, and can close the door. They must be playing twister
or some board game tonight, because I hear a lot of directions of where to
place things. My bedroom is next to theirs, and despite the insulation you
can still hear a raised voice. I am able to zone them out, when I need to
cum badly, and after what happened tonight, I really do... in fact more
than once. All I needed to do is think of Lizzy naked. She is so cute, and
seeing her sucking my cock, was a thing of beauty.

Since school is over, I decided to spend some time outdoors and polish my
car. I can be a perfectionist so it will take many hours. Before dinner my
mom asked how my evening was at Lizzy's last night. Not knowing quite what
to say, I said it was interesting, and Lizzy's mom told us about her
counseling business. My mom certainly wouldn't understand if I told her
that Peggy was teaching us about having sex, and after grabbing a sandwich
and heading back outside, I told my mom the Peggy might call and ask you or
dad a question. I successfully retreated to the garage.

On Monday, I called Dr. Boehner's office and got an appointment for
Thursday afternoon, and told the nurse who I was referred by, so that is
another thing to check off of the list. Being summer Lizzy and I get
together for a movie, or go out for an inexpensive dinner. I am already
planning in my head the two of us going to my uncles condo, to celebrate my
18th birthday, in a few weeks.

Tuesday, I arrived at Margaret's office, or should I call her Peggy like at
home, but either way, she said that she will be in another room monitoring
everything, while I interact with her client Robin. I figured that she must
have a listening device in here. She ushered a bouncy 12 year old into the
room, and told Robin to have fun. Grinning wide, he said that Miss Margaret
said that you are going to teach me how to suck a dick. As he stripped off
his clothes, he said that he can't want to suck my cock. When I got naked,
he seemed a little apprehensive looking at my cock and balls, and when I
asked if he was scared, he looked at me, and said that his mom's boyfriends
have really big cocks. I said that I am younger, and mine will grow longer,
or at least I hoped it would.

I stood him on the center coffee table, and started playing with his 12
year old penis and tight little ball sack. This boy talked non-stop like he
just finished two dark coffees, telling me how to lick his cock, and kiss
his balls. It was no problem to take his entire three inch penis into my
mouth, and it still didn't enter my throat. I sucked that boy like I was on
a mission, and in a minute or two he wanted me to stop because he was going
to pee. I just grabbed him by his tiny ass cheeks and sucked him thru his
first orgasm. He was shaking and making squealing noises, until he
collapsed into my arms sexually exhausted. I was still holding him by his
ass when I laid him down on her office sofa. His eyes were glazed over, and
he was trying to catch his breath, and for the first time he wasn't
jabbering. All I got out of him was an "oh wow, that was better than in my
dreams". No wonder why mom's boyfriends stop by just for that.

The cute little boy looked up at me, and wrapped his arms around my neck,
and kissed me saying thank you. I figure my job was done, when he said that
now I need you to show me how to suck your dick. He moved in front of me,
and started kissing my rapidly hardening cock. He tried swallowing the
whole thing, and as expected he started to gag. I told him to slow down,
because we are not in a rush, and try again. He looked up at me with big
watery eyes, and said that he was trying to do it just like his mom does. I
gave him a big brother kind of hug, and told him to relax, and this time he
was almost able to get it all in, but this time he was more careful to back
off, if he was going to gag. On the fourth try I felt it enter his throat,
and despite his mouth being full of dick, he was smiling proudly, and he
kept it in there for a good 15 seconds, before gasping for air.

It was like he had a new toy, and he wasn't going to stop until I had an
orgasm just like him. I figured his jaw would get tired before that
happened, but he was determined. When I felt my cum rising, and I warned
him, and he said to shoot it on his face just like his mom gets. I wasn't
going to disappoint him, and I coated his nose and chin with three good
shots. He snaked his tongue out a little timidly, and tasted his first load
of cum. He proceeded to use his finger and tongue to lick up everything,
and smiled proudly and said it does taste good. Robin said that he hopes
his mom will let him suck her boyfriend's cock, just like she does with my
sisters. I just held him in my arms for a few minutes before getting
dressed. When Miss Margaret knocked on the door, she found me holding a
smiling boy in my lap.

I said my goodbyes, and Peggy thanked me for helping out. Driving to
Lizzy's to pick her up, I came to the realization that I really enjoyed
sucking his little dick, and I would be glad to help her out again, anytime
she asks. That night as I jacked off, I wondered if that is what it feels
like to be a father, teaching his son.

It has become natural for me and Lizzy to be naked in her room, making out
or giving each other oral pleasure, with the door wide open. If her mom is
home, we see her walk by as if nothing is going on in her daughter's
room. If she does stop and look in, she just smiles proudly, and continues
on down the hallway.

I arrived at Dr. Boehner's office in time for my appointment. It is in a
large medical office building across from the medical center, and the large
waiting room is very nicely furnished. He shares the office with
Dr. Jennifer Schnapper, and from the credentials on the wall, she is a
reconstructive plastic surgeon, and OBGYN. His receptionist apologized but
there was an unexpected surgery after lunch, so that has backed up the
remaining appointments. She said that good news is that I have the last
appointment for the day, so my exam won't be rushed. She said that she sees
that I was referred by Miss Margaret, and she has an excellent reputation,
and a lovely daughter. She handed me a clipboard and a pen, and said for me
to fill out their standard questionnaire.

The only thing standard from my viewpoint was my name, and the date. After
approximate weight, and my age, the next question asked if I worked in the
sex trade, and am I in the country legally. I needed to list my insurance
policy, and who is responsible for expenses not paid by insurance. The next
question wanted me to list any sexually transmitted diseases that I have,
and did I have them prior to entering the country, or as a side effect of
my employment. I was starting to wonder what kind of practice he had going
on.

The questions continued on wanting me to identify my sexual preference,
i.e.; am I straight, bi, gay, lesbian, etc., and how frequently I have sex
on a daily and weekly average. Do I define myself as a top, bottom, or
versatile, or is it negotiable with a $ sign. I looked up at the
receptionist, with a questioning look, and she said that because of my age,
some of the questions may be unapplicable but to do my best. Other than the
insurance question, almost all of them related to sex. I wrote "N/A" on
many of them, and handed it back to the receptionist.

She said that since I have more time to wait, that I can watch a video on
the illegal sex trade, and what is being done to end it. She said that
Doctor Boehner's son Jimbo, and Doctor Schnapper's daughter Missy are
working with a non-profit foundation to eliminate it. She said they grew up
together and have always been quite close, and plan to marry. She started
the video, which is narrated and very professional. It stated that they are
both occupational therapists, and they did internships in the sex trade
capitals of the world, such as Amsterdam, Prague, Bangkok, and even in San
Paulo. Now that they are working with the Long Dong Foundation, out of
China, they have established a clinic in southern California to solve the
problem of illegal sex trade smuggling, coming thru our southern border,
and to rehabilitate the victims.

It shows the pair dressed as peasants going through a Hispanic barrio, and
checking out windows of questionable businesses. The narrator says that
once they identify one of these illegal enterprises, they wait until late
in the evening before they liberate the sex workers. It shows a gray
unmarked van pull up, and the very minimally dressed workers are forced
into the back, before it speeds away. He says that with the help of an
interpreter, they are told that they have not been kidnapped, but they are
here to help them. There is a general sound of confusion, until they find
out their true nationality, and if they understood. Spanish pronunciation
to a Cuban is different, than it is to a Venezuelan, or someone from
Nicaragua.

The clinic they are taken to was once a 110 room, holiday inn halidome,
that was abandoned after the updated freeway by-passed this side road. ICE
bought it for rehabilitation purposes. The are not referred to as illegal
aliens, they are "entrants". There is a staff of doctors, English teachers,
and OT's like Jimbo and Missy. The first thing is to establish, with the
help of interpreters, was if they had any medical needs. Bloodwork is taken
to identify any STD's. The priority is for them to become proficient in
English, so they can support themselves. They have networked with many
companies and organizations, associated with Long Dong corporation, to make
sure they have a career path. Some of the entrants have years of experience
as prostitutes, and with the correct wardrobe and make-up, they will become
professional escorts. There is always a mix of male and female entrants. If
a male entrant defines himself as gay, there are gay bars, and bath houses
in San Francisco, that will employ them for their Chinese clientele.

It can take up to 18 months to transition the entrants to a more legal form
of sex work, if they are so inclined, or they are trained to become
household help. But they each leave with career training, a stipend to live
on for 6 months, a suitable wardrobe, and thanks to the California
governor, they get registered to vote in state elections, as a
democrat. The video listed organizations, and individuals to thank.

A few minutes after the video ended, I was called by Nurse Johnson to come
with her. I was weighed and my height measured, before going to an exam
room. The nurse told me to take off all of my clothes, and to put on an
exam tunic. The tunic was a front opening dressing gown, that only came
down to my waist, which seemed really short. As I sat on the end of the
exam table, I instinctively attempted to cover my junk. I admired the
pictures of several beautiful women on the walls, in low cut ball
gowns. The nurse came back and checked my pulse and blood pressure that
seemed a little high. I asked her who the women were in the pics, and she
said that they are Dr. Boehner's and Dr. Schnapper's success stories. They
each transitioned from a male to an attractive transexual female, and it
isn't an easy process, and required at least three surgeries. The nurse
said that the process takes over a year, and they are given multiple
chances to back out, but look at the end product.

She seemed very relaxed telling me about them, despite me being nearly
naked next to her. There was a knock on the door and Dr. Boehner came in,
he told me that I can call him Dr. Paul, and shook my hand. The doctor told
the nurse that the receptionist left, and locked up, but she did prepare
discharge papers for Terry, if we release him. Dr. Paul said that he will
give me a standard physical evaluation, and check all of my orifices. The
nurse and him measured my finger lengths, and had me stick out my tongue to
check it's length. He used a tongue depressor to measure my mouth depth and
any gag reflexes. The odd part was measuring my leg length, from crotch to
foot heel, and asked my shoe size.

He told the nurse to take me to Post-op #2, and he would check on patient
Terry. She told me to carry my clothes, and I don't need to dress since we
are alone. Down the hall she opened a curtain and there was like a small
hospital room. She proudly said that we have complete facilities, for
x-rays, lab, and an operating room. She said that the doctors handle
several transition surgeries per month, and the state laws allow us to
perform them on someone 21 and over. If they are under 21, there has to be
an "urgent" (with air quotes) reason, like an auto, farming, or hunting
accident to justify testicle or penal removals. My balls shrunk up and went
into hiding with that comment.

The curtain to the room was wide open to the hallway, and the nurse pointed
to where I could place my street clothes, and to sit on the exam table /
bed. A few seconds later Dr. Paul appeared in the hallway, checked a chart,
and came into the room. He told me to lean back, and for Nurse Johnson to
measure my limp length. She stretched my wilted cock down and with a ruler,
she said 1 ¾ inches. The doctor said for me to masturbate myself so
he can get an erect length. I told him that it was measured a few days ago
and it was 5 ¼ inches. The doctor said that the erect length can
vary as much as a half an inch depending on my activities, and motivation.

As I was stroking my dick attempting to get it stiff, when a female came in
holding a glass canister. He told me that this is Dr. Schnapper, and we
just operated on a patient earlier today. She said that I tested them in
the lab, and they were both healthy. I focused on the canister, and stopped
playing with my dick, as I realized that those were someone's balls in that
jar. She noticed that I stopped stroking my cock, and looked at me. At a
loss for words, I said that those are big. She looked at my balls and said,
you are young, and yours might grow more. The emphasis was on the word
"might". Dr. Paul said that he just checked on Terry, and your stitches
look great. She said, very good, and left.

My cock had shrink to its limp size, and the doc noticed. He said to the
nurse that she will need to help me, and she told me to lay back. Without
using her hands, she sucked in my little soft dick, and resuscitated
it. Her warm mouth and tongue showed a lot of experience doing this for
others. I was a little surprised when she lifted my balls with one hand,
and buried a lubricated finger in my ass, while sucking my cock. That
certainly got my attention as she rubbed the inside of my anal walls. She
must have decided that it wasn't going to get any bigger, and without
removing the finger in my ass, she put a steel ruler against my totally
erect cock, and 4 7/8 inches. Dr. Paul said, you see they can differ in
length from one day to another, and just like Doctor Jennifer said, you are
young, and it might get bigger, and I have some recommendations, and
exercises for you to try.

He said for me to sit in the chair, while Nurse Johnson prepares for your
next function test. She pulled off her scrub pants and panties, and laid
down, with her butt at the end of the bed. Dr. Paul said that he wants to
see how well I function, giving oral sex to a female. She had a cleanly
shaved pussy, and it will take my mind off of ball-less Terry in Post-op
#1. I gave my best pussy and clit massage, and I could tell that Nurse
Johnson was enjoying it. When she grabbed the edge of the bed, I knew she
was about to orgasm. I paused to tease her clit, and she grabbed the top of
my head, and said, don't stop now, and shoved my face in harder. As it
wracked her body, and some fluid squirted my face, she just went limp.

Dr. Paul said, very good, you passed this function test. He handed his
nurse her scrub pants and panties, and said that he won't need her for the
next function test, and she can freshen up. He told me to kneel on a floor
mat, and he stepped directly in front of me, and pulled down his
scrubs. Out popped a lovely cock maybe 6 inches long, and it was still
limp. I lifted his sizeable balls, and licked them, trying to suck them
both into my mouth at the same time. They were the size of eggs, and I
could only suck one at a time, but I made sure my tongue circled them, when
they were in my mouth.

Sucking a nice cock, was certainly in my comfort zone, and I gave it my
best attempt. It popped into my throat, with another two inches outside of
my lips, so he had to be over 8 inches long. I was easily the nicest cock
that I have sucked in months, and I wanted to feel it cum. As I fondled his
balls, I could feel the cum going up his shaft, and the shots directly into
my throat began. It was more than I could hold in my mouth, and I had to
start swallowing in earnest. After 6 pulses it started to slow down, and I
could savor the taste.

After I sucked it clean, Dr. Paul popped it out of the suction in my
mouth. He said that I certainly passed the test, and he didn't plan on
cumming so soon, because he wanted to test my anal muscles with his
penetrations. I didn't know if I should feel proud, or disappointed that he
didn't get to fuck me with his big dick. Very clinically with his scrubs
pulled up he asked, if I normally orgasm when someone fucks me. I said yes,
and at least once. Nurse Johnson noted that on her pad.

The doctor said that there are some things that I can do to improve the
size of my dick, and he pulled a vacu-suck fleshlight out of a drawer, and
told me to buy one of these, if I don't own one, and he handed me a butt
plug about 4 inches long, and told me to insert this whenever I
masturbate. He said that he wants me to practice with these at least once a
day. He said that I can get dressed now, and Nurse Johnson will walk me
out, and to call tomorrow and make an appointment to come back in 4 weeks,
so the doctor can do an anal probe, and get new measurements. She closed
the curtain for me to dress, but she didn't leave the room, and just looked
at my erect cock sticking out. She told me to make the next appointment,
the last one of the day.

When I got to the car, I called Lizzy to say that my doctor's appointment
was over, and she remarked that it was almost 8pm, and I just said that he
was very thorough. I went to the nearest Wendy's drive through to get a
spicy chicken sandwich, and a drink. I still had a taste of cum in my
mouth, and I hated to wash it away, but I was hungry and thirsty. I went by
the local XXX Arcade and bought a Swedish cock pump. I had homework to do
from Dr. Paul, and I was really looking forward to it.

Friday was counseling session 2 with Peggy, for me and Lizzy. Peggy again
thanked me for helping with Robin. She said that he is far more confident,
and after watching the video of the session, it was obvious that he looks
up to his mother based on his comments. She said that I did a really nice
job sucking his little dick. She told me that Lizzy has helped her with
instruction like this before, but it was better having a male teach this
one. That comment triggered my curiosity, and I will have to ask Lizzy what
she helped with. Maybe Frank was one of Peggy's clients.

Peggy had us get naked again, and kiss to increase arousal in both of
us. She said that my relationship with Lizzy has started being more
romantic, and it will be only natural for me to want to have intercourse. I
broke the kiss long enough to nod yes. She said that she isn't sure if
Lizzy has told me, but I have been restricting her to only have anal sex,
but luckily for you both, she can orgasm strongly from anal sex, just like
me. I told Peggy that I enjoy anal sex, and that works out well for me. I
enjoy giving and receiving, but I didn't mention that. Peggy said that the
key to good anal sex, is the preparation.

She had Lizzy and I lay down large beach towels on the ensuite floor. She
told us to get on the towels, on our hands and knees. I looked at Lizzy
with a quizzical face, and Lizzy said that I will enjoy this. I could hear
water running behind us. Peggy hung the largest enema bag ever, on a wall
hook behind me, and a second one behind Lizzy. I told Peggy that I wasn't
constipated, and I don't really need an enema. Peggy said that it is for
more than constipation, and she has been giving one to Lizzy every month
for years. Lizzy said that she has been getting one since she was 8 years
old, and dad gave them to me before the accident, and then her mom took
over. She went on saying that the warm water feels so good, filling you.

It appeared that an enema is inevitable, at this point. Peggy lubricated a
butt plug looking end, attached to a hose, and inserted it in Lizzy's
bottom. She did the same thing to me, and it certainly felt much larger
than the one in Lizzy. Peggy said to just relax and enjoy the feeling that
the warm water will give you, and she clicked open the hose clamp. The warm
water slowly filled my ass. Peggy sat near us in a chair, and decided to
have a conversation. She asked if I have seen Dr. Boehner yet. I was
beginning to feel full, and I said that I saw him yesterday afternoon. She
asked if I liked him, and I said that he is very thorough. I was beginning
to squirm, thinking that I couldn't hold much more, and I told Peggy
that. She said nonsense I haven't even taken a quart yet.

I looked over at Lizzy and she had that blissful look on her face, and the
way the hose was moving into her, she must be sucking the fluid in to her
ass. I said to whoever was listening, that I don't think I can hold
anymore. Peggy got up and shut the hose clamp. She said to hold it in for a
few seconds before going to the toilet. That lasted about 15 seconds till I
ran to the toilet, 10 feet away. It sounded like an explosion when the
fluid rushed out. Along with the water, was poop and poop bits, that hit
the toilet water.

I looked over at Lizzy and she hasn't complained any. Her belly looked
distended from being so full. The bag showed that she had received almost 2
quarts. Almost concerned, I asked how she could take that much fluid, and
she said that once we start doing it every week, that I will be able to do
it also. Her mom stroked Lizzy's naked back, telling her what a good little
girl she is. Peggy told me to flush and get back into position, because
Lizzy is ready to expel. Unlike my explosion, it sounded more like a
controlled release, as she filled the toilet bowl.

Peggy came over next to me with the nozzle in her hand, and I said that I
think I flushed everything out, and I don't need another one. She said that
we don't stop until it comes out clear, and without any warning shoved it
in my ass, and opened the clamp. Lizzy flushed and got back in position,
and said to Peggy, I need more mommy. Lizzy's nipples were stiff and
sticking out, it appears that she gets aroused by this. Peggy asked when I
will see Dr. Boehner for my follow-up, and I told her next Wednesday. As I
started getting full again, Peggy kneeled next to me, and started milking
me like a cow. I instantly got hard, as she jerked me off.

Lizzy was in the blissful zone again, and she didn't even notice that her
mother was jerking me off. Peggy asked what Dr. Boehner said about my cock
length. That was almost enough to make me go instantly limp, and as I went
soft, she stopped milking me. Looking at the floor I said that he says that
I might go thru a growth spurt, and he gave me exercises to help. She said
that she tried to talk to my dad about his length, but he refused to
discuss it. But your mom made an appointment next week for them to come to
my office, to talk about some issues. I told her that I couldn't hold
anymore, and she closed the hose clamp, for me to go to the toilet
again. Despite her stroking me, my cock had shrunk to its tiniest state,
almost hiding, as I thought about those cut off balls again.

I was glad to announce that the enema water was almost clear, and I wiped
up quickly. Peggy told me to come next to Lizzy and to stroke her
tummy. She had taken almost the entire gallon that was in the bag. She
leaned over and whispered for me to rub her clit, and it was as stiff as
her nipples. While Peggy was draining out the remainder in my enema bag,
and drying it off, I leaned over to kiss Lizzy to muffle the sound of her
orgasm, that was about to occur. Peggy noticed that the bag was almost
empty and closed the clamp, which was enough to set off Lizzy's orgasm. She
started kissing me with passion, and said that she was about to explode. I
helped her up, and she barely sat before the water came out like a
waterfall. She was exhausted and leaned on me, and said oh my god that felt
good. As Peggy washed out her enema bag, she said that it is not uncommon
that Lizzy orgasms over a really good enema.

Peggy gave us a towel and said for us to lie on her bed face down. Lizzy
gripped my hand tightly. Peggy had a stainless steel instrument, that they
use in the doctor's office to look into your anal canal. Once inserted, it
is opened wide, and a steel plug is removed to look inside. I got to go
first, and it was cold going in. With a tiny flashlight she looked inside
of me, and said that everything looked flushed clean. I thought that was
it, when she shoved a stainless steel dildo into the device. It felt over 6
inches long as it went deep into me. The cold steel was enough to make me
shiver.

Peggy said that she will keep it in me, while she does Lizzy. She followed
the same procedure, and Lizzy grabbed my hand real tight, as the dildo
cylinder entered her. Peggy patted Lizzy's butt, and left for the bathroom
to finish cleaning up, or at least that is what I thought. When she came
back, she had two black rubber dildoes, and a bottle of K-Y lube. When my
eyes went wide, she said, don't worry they are only 8 inches long. Peggy
removed the stainless dildo, and the medical device, and before my opening
closed up, she pushed the black muscular dildo completely into me. That
took a little wind out of me.

Peggy did the same thing to Lizzy, and she warned us not to let them pop
out, and we could kiss now. The kissing felt awfully good, with the rubber
dick filling me, we wrapped arms around each other. Peggy said that we can
go to Lizzy's room now. If we are being dismissed, then it meant that our
session was over. As we hobbled over to Lizzy's bed, I had to hold the six
inches sticking out, to keep it in place, which felt awfully good, with
each step. When Lizzy got on her bed, she used the headboard to keep the
dildo buried inside of her. She grabbed the end of mine, and started
kissing me. She started with small movements, but I could tell that she
planned to fuck me with that black rubber cock. She fucked me really good,
and when I told her that I was going to cum, she wrapped her lips around my
erect cock.

Once I started going soft, she fed me my cum in a kiss. I had to return the
favor, so as I fucked her ass with the dildo, I licked her pussy lips, and
clit. It didn't take long for her to orgasm. I slowly removed the dildo, as
I licked circles around her clit. As I stood up the dildo in me, fell out,
without any pulling. We went into her bathroom, and wiped our butt with
Kleenex, and washed the dildoes clean. I got dressed to leave, and we
kissed for a few minutes more. Despite everything, my cock was hard when I
got home, so I used the vacu-pump until I came. From the dildo stretching
me open, my asshole was too loose, to use the butt plug for a few hours.

End of Part 1, stay tuned for more.