Date: Fri, 26 Oct 2012 15:21:54 +0100 (BST) From: Hasan Khan Subject: City Man Clinic part 3 All characters are fictitious. No resemblance to any person is intended. If you enjoy these stories send a gift to Nifty which relies totally on your contributions to keep the site live. Safe sex many or may not be included in the story lines. If not don't do likewise. Be careful, don't be foolish. ADAM The first appointment of the day here at City Man Clinic is at 9am. Last Wednesday that slot had been booked in the name of Imran Abbas. I was taken aback when three men presented themselves in the consulting room, two handsome Pakistanis in their early twenties and an English gentleman of similar age, who remained silent and anxious looking as one of the two Pakistanis introduced the group. "Good morning Sir. I am Mr. Imran Abbas and this is my brother Yusuf. This is Mr. Adam Gregg" he went on pointing to the pale young man standing at their side. "Mr. Gregg has need of your services in this clinic. He wishes to marry our sister Fatima which is a thing impossible for him unless he agrees to become like us, a Muslim believer. We are pleased that he has agreed to accept our religion. He must now be purified and we have come with him to arrange his circumcision so that he may fully enter our family." "Well gentlemen, there is no difficulty in arranging the surgery and I can assure you that we are a clinical practice with a growing reputation for our male surgery. I think you will find that our circumcision service is first class in the area. However, I would like to speak with Mr. Gregg alone and perform a health check for him before proceeding any further. Would you Mr. Abbas and your brother be kind enough to wait in the reception area for a while." Once we were alone I invited Adam to sit down and first of all have a talk with me about his impending surgery. He explained, "I met Fatima at university, we've known each other for three years now. We really do love each other but these Pakistani families are very strict about marriage and when they found out about me it was a case of leave her alone or become a Muslim to marry her. She can't run away with me or anything like that so there doesn't seem to be much of an option." "I understand. Something of a choice between a rock and a hard place. I take it you know what circumcision involves and what your penis will look like for the rest of your life." "Yes doctor. I've seen a few men in the showers at the sports club who've been circumcised and there were a couple of boys who got it done when we were in school. Imran and his brother told me they were circumcised when they were babies. I saw Yusuf's one day when we were out for a meal and he followed me into the toilets. I think that's when he realised that I am uncircumcised." "Are you really sure that you want to go through with this? It is a big step and quite irreversible." "Absolutely doctor. I want to marry Fatima and she loves me. I willing to do it for her." With a nervous laugh Adam added, "I just don't want it to be too uncomfortable. You hear such awful stories about grown men getting circumcised." "Don't you worry. Most of the stories are tall tales. It's true, it is not the most pleasant of procedures but I think a little discomfort for a few days is far more common than the pains and agonies that some men talk about. I tell you what, let's have a look at you and see is everything is in good order for the operation. There are many ways to do a circumcision. We can decide how, once I have examined your penis and foreskin. Just stand up for a minute and lower your trousers and underpants so I can have a look at your genitals." I remained sitting as Adam lowered his clothing and presented a handsome set of genitals before me. The pale penis hung flaccid at around four inches, the glans three quarters covered with what appeared to be a fairly loose and pliable foreskin. The exposed portion of the glans was well rounded and had a broad meatus from which I could already imagine powerful streams of urine gushing out. His scrotum was tight but evidently contained larger than average testicles which pushed his penis forward. Adam was obviously attentive to hygiene and his appearance for the scrotum was devoid of hair and above his penis there was just a small neatly trimmed bush. Reaching across I took the penis between the thumbs and index fingers of both hands holding it towards the base of the glans. In an instant, with only the slightest touch from me, the foreskin slid back to reveal the broad and heavy head of the penis. Pulling a little more firmly I stripped the foreskin down the shaft of Adam's penis to see just how far it would go and at what point the inner and outer skins joined together. Already I had in mind that he would benefit from the use of one of my new Gomco clamps. I had recently bought a set of six Gomco clamps, at great expense, for use on adolescents on adults having discovered that many men requesting circumcision already had in mind the style seen in American males, with the neat circular scar running around the shaft. Lifting up the penis, with the foreskin still retracted I was able to see the frenum perfectly formed and mobile. Letting the penis drop once more I admired the way in which his foreskin lay so naturally on the shaft without excessive wrinkling before pulling it up again. Taking the smooth ends of the foreskin at each side I tried to stretch it forward to the tip of the glans and succeeded in doing so but the moment that I let go it slipped back to its obviously normal position, leaving the tip of the glans exposed. "Well, Mr. Gregg you have a perfectly formed penis and foreskin, there are no abnormalities which would prevent a simple routine circumcision. Just pull up your pants and sit down for a moment. The only question is do you want to make an appointment for later in the week or shall we proceed here and now?" "If you can do it now I would be glad to get it over with. I've taken a couple of days off work and I think Imran and Yusuf are expecting you to do it today. They have to witness it and say some prayers or something because of the conversion." "No problem Mr. Gregg. Just one thing. We usually advise our clients to masturbate a few hours before coming in for surgery. Empties the system so to speak and can reduce the possibility of powerful erections following the surgery. When did you last pleasure yourself?" "Uh..about three days ago." Smiling at Adam I suggested that he better get his pants down again and bring himself off quickly just to make sure that he would be assured of flaccidity for a while, especially when we prepped him for surgery. "Pop into the back room, there's another table in there and a bathroom. I'll see you in a few minutes." When Adam had failed to return in what I took to be a reasonable time for a healthy young man to bring himself to ejaculation I knocked on the connecting door and went in to find the poor chap rubbing away at a half hard penis and looking rather red in the face. "You need some help there Adam. Perhaps it's the anxiety of the moment. I don't suppose most people would find the prospect of an imminent circumcision too exciting. I imagine it could dampen any man's ardour. Let me give you a hand." I took the thickening penis in my right hand and made a fist around it sufficient to draw the short foreskin up and down the shaft with broad slow strokes and began to massage Adam's scrotum and groin with my left hand. Slowly but surely the organ began to thicken and rise to a good solid six and a half inches and the length of foreskin became insufficient to continue covering and uncovering the glans. Bending down to Adam's groin I wrapped my lips around the large helmet shaped glans to give the young man a tongue lashing. Poking into his deep piss slit before running my tongue around the edge of his crown and deep into the sulcus I slurped on the soon to be cut penis, drawing it further and further into my mouth. Releasing Adam's scrotum I pulled at his shaft to expose the greatest extent of inner skin, drowning it in my saliva, knowing that very soon this tender flesh would be exposed for ever. As my head bobbed up and down on the length of man shaft I began to feel pulsations building up in Adam and it was in seconds that he began to shoot his thick seminal fluids into my throat. Not letting go for an instant I held him in my mouth until he began to detumesce. When at last he was flaccid enough to have his foreskin sucked up over his glans I let go and suggested that he go wash himself before joining me once in the consultation room. When Adam returned, Peter Adebi, my nurse, was already busy preparing the material for the surgery and priming a hypodermic of local anaesthesia. Adam stripped off and went to lie down on the examination table. Peter covered his abdomen and upper legs with a green drape which had a hole sufficiently large enough to expose the genital region. Having disinfected the foreskin, penis and scrotum he expertly he injected the site, though not without causing Adam to tense and moan as the needle plunged twice into the base of his penis. Once the lidocaine had begun to take effect Peter followed my recommendation that a third injection be given half way up the shaft in view of the tremendous pressure that the Gomco clamp would be exerting on the flesh. We gave the anaesthesia a full five minutes to take effect and completely deaden any feeling before I pulled back the foreskin to see which of the two medium sized Gomco bells had the best fit. "Here we go Adam. Once this steel bell in fixed in place there's no turning back." I smiled and tried to reassure him that all would be perfect. "Doctor, can you call in Imran and Yusuf when you are ready to cut the skin. They are supposed to witness it." "OK. It's a bit unusual as a request but in the circumstances I can see no reason why not." With Peter's help, the armature of the Gomco was fixed in place. Peter pulled up the foreskin over the stainless steel and held it tightly in place whilst I screwed the bolt as firmly as possible. Peter, always solicitous in surgery patted Adam's hand and stroked the fringe of mousy hair on his forehead whilst the clamp did its job of crushing the flesh of his foreskin. Trying to joke about being invited to the wedding and what would have to be done if the first children were boys Peter and I kept Adam distracted as the Gomco clamp continued to tighten its grip on his penis. After a full five minutes I decided that it was time to call in Imran and Yusuf. Silently they stood at the end of the table and watched as I lifted Adam's penis, now heavily manacled in steel. The moment I began to cut around the flesh trapped in the ring of metal Imran began to murmur something in Urdu or Arabic and his brother responded with similar words. With four sweeps of the blade I succeeded in severing Adam's foreskin which curled itself up around the tube section of the bell. Taking a fine scalpel I ran the blade once more around the ring in order to catch any tiny tags of flesh which might have been left behind. With Peter holding the penis, I began to unscrew the Gomco and slide the bell shaped tube off over the glans. I have come to see that the Gomco is as near as perfection as one can get in the matter of circumcision. Adam lifted himself slightly to see the result of my work and saw a perfectly formed ring of cut skin, just one centimetre below his glans. Peter quickly applied his swabs of disinfectant and patted at the oozing flesh with gauze pads. Not one major vessel had survived the pressure of the clamp and I was relieved to be spared the complications of suturing. A thick application of surgical tissue glue would be sufficient to hold everything in place. When they saw the result Imran and Yusuf recommenced their "prayers" and then pronounced themselves satisfied that Adam, soon to be renamed Ibrahim Abbas, was fit to take their sister in marriage. Ten minutes later Adam's penis was swathed in gauze bandaging and with Peter's help he was on his feet getting dressed. I suggested that he rest for the remainder of the day. Armed with a supply of ibuprofen and a tube of antibiotic cream for the next day when he would remove the bandage himself in a warm bath, Adam and his two "minders" left with just an appointment card for a check up in six weeks time and our emergency number in case of any problems in the next few days. Six weeks later. Adam returned for a check up as arranged and I was happy to see him walk into the office confidently with the hint of a smile on his face. Such a contrast to the day when he had been escorted by his future brothers in law. Today he was alone and happy to report that the healing had been pain and complication free. He explained that he had masturbated just the once two days previously but that it had not been so easy, now that his pliable foreskin was missing. I had used the Gomco in such a way to give Adam a fairly tight cut which left little or no loose outer skin on the shaft and which I imagined would stretch tightly once he was erect. "Do you want to lower your trousers for a few minutes and we'll have a look at how things are shaping up for you?" Adam stood up and quickly loosened his chinos and dropped his briefs to reveal a work of beauty. The circumcision scar was beginning to take on its brown ringed hue, separating the pale flesh of his shaft from the centimetre of pink flesh below the glans. Certainly there was no looseness in the skin of his shaft and I was anxious to see how the skin would stretch on erection. I lifted his flaccid penis and ran my finger around the scar line and looked carefully at the underside where the cut had been most severe. The inner skin, between the glans and scar was still tender but I knew that in the coming months and years it would begin to toughen. Without thinking to ask Adam's permission I gently palpitated the whole shaft and prompted him to the beginnings of an erection. "I would like to see how you look now when you have an erection. I hope it is not uncomfortable for you on the stretch." "You know what to do Doctor" he replied with a smile on his face. That was the invitation that I was waiting for. Bending down to Adam's crotch I took the now heavy penis in my mouth and began to savour the sweetness of his glans before working my way down to the still sensitive scar, delighting in the contrast in skin textures, above and below the circumcision line. Lifting my head off the delectable organ for a moment I was able to observe the tautness of the skin on Adam's shaft. He confirmed that it was not painful but once more said that it was difficult to masturbate in his new condition. "Don't worry. We'll show you what to do." Leaving him standing near my desk, his solid erection poking forward I went over to the medicine cabinet and brought back a tube of lubricating jelly. "Hold out your hand for a moment. This is what you need." Squeezing a dollop of the clear liquid onto the palm of his hand I told him to make a fist around his penis and do whatever he had always done. The broad smile on his face as his hand now pumped the circumcised penis from end to end confirmed that the problem had been quickly solved. "I think it's time for you to give your new organ a full M.O.T. young man." Pulling a condom from the drawer of my desk I unrolled it onto Adam's glistening shaft and stood to lower my own chinos and briefs. Adding some more lube to the condom's surface I took Adam by the hand towards the examination couch and leaned over it to present my buttock to him. Reaching back to hold Adam by the hips I pulled him towards me, confident that he would quickly plunge his way into my waiting ass. I was not disappointed by the action. Adam, at first gingerly, pushed his glans up against my ass bud and hesitatingly broke through the seal. Once his glans was buried inside me he slowly pushed forward as if he were accustoming himself to the tightness of my muscles gripping his cock. And then suddenly he was like a man possessed ramming himself in and out of my rectum. "Slow down, slow, down. You're going to be over before we've started." I could understand his impatience after weeks of abstinence but I did not want him to miss out on the many thrills of his first post circumcision fuck. For myself, I wanted and needed to feel that thick rod ploughing my insides for a while before he came. So slowly and surely, Adam began to plunge into my depths, one moment withdrawing to the full before bursting open my ass hole open again, one moment pushing in and out with short languid strokes. But such an encounter could not last forever. All too soon I detected a change in his breathing, deep sighs and moans to accompany the throbbing of his penis deep in my rectum and I knew that the condom would be now filling with his pent up reserves of juice. Adam fell down onto my back in exhaustion and ecstasy. At length he pulled out and we marvelled together at the quantity of man fluid that he had expelled during those precious moments inside me. I never did see Adam again but I hope that his new brothers, Imran and Yusuf have appreciated his sacrifice and even opened themselves to him during the hours that the menfolk spend away from the wives and children.