Date: Mon, 19 Feb 2024 09:20:19 +0000 From: calandala Subject: Freedom Beach Ayurvedic Centre This story isn't real. But if there's something you like about it, please feel free to get in touch and leave me some feedback at calandala@protonmail.com. Also, please remember to make a donation at https://donate.nifty.org to Nifty so that you can keep reading these stories! ---- My parents and I went on a holiday to India. I was a little confused and annoyed about it, because all of my friends were going to all kinds of different places. None of them were going to India so I would be all by myself with my parents. But I guess that was never going to be too terrible. I love my parents. We took the long flight from Australia to Goa and then it was a four-hour taxi drive to where we were going. My parents hadn't told me much about where we were going but I knew we would be there for three weeks, which seemed long. We arrived at this little village-looking resort with old-style houses. We were greeted at reception by a nice guy with a big smile on his face. He showed us to our little villa. It was really big and we had a view of the beach. I looked out at the window and realised there was no one there. We settled in and then my parents said that we had to go to our first appointment. I was confused. They said it would make sense when I got there, and they took my hand and we walked out of our villa. We walked along and the man from reception showed us the way. We walked into a room and were greeted by another man in a doctor's coat. He shook my hand and we all sat down. He introduced himself as Dr Singh, an ayurvedic doctor and said that he would be issuing us treatments during our stay here. My parents looked really excited. I had no idea what he was talking about. He said that the first part of the process was an assessment and that we would therefore do this as individuals. My parents stood up and before they were ushered out into different rooms, they said, if I felt scared or needed them, they'd be in the next rooms and I could go there immediately. The doctor nodded and showed them out. He then closed the door and sat down at his desk. He started asking me questions. Things about school, my friends, sport. We had a good talk and I started to relax. He then showed me over to a doctor's table where he said he needed to do some checks on me. He asked me to take off my t-shirt, so I did. He started tapping around on my chest, shoulders and back. He then told me to take off my shoes and socks, so he could look at my feet. So I took them off and lay on the table as he pushed on different points of my feet. Then, he asked me to stand up again, unbuckle my belt and open my shorts. I was a bit confused but I just did it anyway. He then ran his hands around my waist and pushed on various points. My pants started dropping and he said, "you can just drop those now," and he slid my shorts to the ground, held my hand and then lifted my feet out of them. He took my shorts over to my other clothes. He then asked me why I was wearing boxer shorts. I said, that's what all the boys wore back home. He told me that thirteen-year old boys should wear briefs and that they would supply with some for the rest of my stay. He then went over to a draw, pulled out a pair of white briefs and came back over to me. He then told me to take off my boxers, and I did. Somehow, I just trusted him. He then pulled out his tape measure and started measuring me. He measured my height, the size of my chest, the length of my legs. Then he stood in front of me, knelt down and started to measure my penis. My heart started pumping and I felt excited. He then took a finger and placed it just between my balls and my bum. I started breathing very heavily and blood came pumping quickly into my penis. He started moving his finger around gently and started gently masssaging my balls. It felt incredible. I could feel the blood rushing to my head. He measured my penis again. Then he started tickling my balls and my willy softened again. He measured again. He then brought his chair over to me, sat down and started asking more questions. If I'd ever seen another man's penis, if I'd ever seen my father naked, if I wanted to. I said, no, I'd never seen another man's naked body, even my father's and that maybe I did, I didn't know. My Singh smiled and said that I had done very well for my first session. He then gave me the white briefs and told me to put them on. I did and as I was going to put on my other clothes he told me to stop. "Michael, I'd like to tell you about my treatment for you." "You're a very healthy young boy and you're developing quite nicely. Your parents have brought you here to freedom vilage, because they don't want you to lose your childhood innocence as you become wiser and more experienced. They want you to keep up a natural curiosity as you learn more about the world, so, to help you on this progression from boy to man, I have some treatments for you to make you stronger as an individual, less shameful of your body and we may even have some methods to make sure that your already growing penis blosssoms to an impressive size. How does that sound, Michael?" I smiled and nodded my head. "Ok," said Mr Singh. "The first thing I have to tell you is that we're moving your mother out of your villa. You and your father will sleep together and your mother will be in a separate villa. We've also taken your clothes. So, for the rest of your time here, you and your father will simply wear these briefs." "In a moment, I'm going to walk with you to you new villa, but how do you feel?" "I'm a bit excited, and scared," I said. "Yes, that's normal. It's all very new for you. But I'll ask again, do you want to see your father naked? Be honest." I thought about it and said, "yes, I do." "Very good. That is how it should be. Little boys have a lot to learn from their fathers. You will see each other naked a lot as part of my treatments and this will be good for both of you."