mip1980
01-19-2006, 10:00 AM
Man, that itch was driving him mad, it was the kind of itch that drove you insane. He would think nothing of scratching the infected area until it was red raw, maybe until he drew blood. He would lie in his bed and just writhe about, scratching away until it hurt but ultimately, the itching had subsided.
John knew this had to end, he hadn't had a women in months. The fear of taking a lady back home and her discovering his 'problem' was too much for him, he hadn't socialised with his mates for weeks, always coming up with excuses to stay in.
John decided enough was enough, he would go to the doctors and get some help. He picked up the phone and rang his local surgery.
'Hello, Threshold Surgery, how may i help you?' came the friendly female voice at the other end of the reciever.
'Err....Hi, my name is John Carpenter, i was wondering whether i could get an appointment to see my doctor this morning?'
'John Carpenter........Yes, we can fit you in for about 9:30 this morning, is that okay?'
'Yes that would be great'
'Only, your normal DR, Dr Kieron is away today so do you want to see the temporary doctor? Dr Kahn?'
'Ummm.....' John thought about it, why not, she isn't gonna be around for long, what does he care if someone temporary see's his infected pecker. 'Yeah that would be fine thanks'
'Okay then Mr Carpenter, see you at around 9:25 then'
'Brilliant' Said John as he hung up the phone, he looked at his watch. 9:05 hmmmm, just enough time to quickly wash his scrotum and then off to the surgery.
After a quick wash down he dried himself, threw on some jeans and headed out the front door. The surgery was only a ten minute walk away but why have a car if your not gonna use it, he unlocked his black Honda hatchback and drove the tiny 2.1 miles to his surgey.
He arrived on time and once checked in, he made his way into the waiting room where he sat. There were five other people in the waiting room. An old man in his sixties, a schoolgirl with her dad, an older woman in her forties and a young lady, maybe in her late twenties. John had a thing for feet and he couldn't help but notice that this lady was wearing a black pair of high heeled boots with a narrow 5 inch heel. Most of their detail were covered up by the boot cut jeans she wore, but seeing as she was engrossed in a magazine, John just stared at those boots wondering how great it would be to be under them. Problem was of course, now his winky was starting to stir in his pants! He couldn't go into surgery with an erection, he needed to lose all thought on high heels and soft skinned feet. He looked across and saw a stash of magazines and after being certain that his erection wouldn't stand out, he got up and walked across. One of the generally 'female' magazines had a headline which read 'Mother falls in love with her own son!'
'thats gotta be worth a read' John thought to himself as he sat back down, magazine in hand. He turned the opening page and there was a picture of Jennifer Aniston at a celebrity bash, wearing crystal high heels, they revealed her beautifully tanned feet and perfectly manicured toes. Oh dear, John could feel it welling up again in his trousers, he place one leg over the other so as to hide the fact that he was harder than sex starved pervert.
Then! 'Mr Carpenter' came a soft spoken voice, he turned and saw a young asian lady poking her head through a door.
'Err....Yes, thats me' he said as he got up, hoping that no one would notice his bulge. He walked towards the door and followed the young lady through.
'I hope you dont mind Mr Carpenter, but seeing as i'm temporary they have placed me in the upstairs surgery.'
'oh no, not at all.' Replied John, this doctor was stunning, she was of Muslim decent and had long black hair down to her lower back. A thin sporty figure was accompanied by the light brown smooth legs with which his eyes were fixated on. She wore a red blouse and a black skirt that went down to her knees and finally, a black pair of court shoes with a three inch heel, maybe a velvity material. They were new, because as she walked he could see how clean the bottoms were, no scuff marks yet.
Once she got to the top of the stairs she turned left and into a brand new office, John entered and she closed the door behind him.
'Please have a seat.' she said as she gestured to a chair sat facing her desk, John sat down and tried to get a sly glance at her heels. He got a brief glance before she too sat down and slid her chair up to the desk.
'So, Mr Carpenter, how may i be of assistance?' she said as she looked at him with a slight smile. Her teeth were perectly straight and white, her eyes were a light hazel colour with a slight shade of green, but just a hint. And instead of lipstick, she had opted for lip gloss. It was a decision that had payed off as it seemed to complement her light brown cheeks that carried a hint of red, maybe that was down to clever make up appliance, or maybe natural, who knows, she was beautiful.
Before John gave his response his heart was pounding, here was this beautiful woman and he was just about to tell her that he had scrotum rot or whatever it was that was driving him mad. He told her but it was so weak that she just looked at him funny.
'I'm sorry Mr Carpenter, could you repeat that as i didn't catch a word you said there.' She said with a slight smile, not to ridicule him but to entice him to be more open.
'Umm, i have an incredibly itchy scrotum.' He stumbled.
'Ah, i see, and how long has this been going on for? The itching?'
'About 6 months now' replied John rather shepishly.
' I see, and are you sexually active at the moment?'
'well, i am but.... not for a while, maybe a year or so.' John finished his sentence looking down at the ground.
'I see, do you masturbate?'
Wow, these questions were getting a bit serious werent they.
'Yes, yes i do but thats when it gets worse.....well not gets worse, just more....thats when it becomes more dominant, when i have an erection, it gets sore and itchy on the shaft of my penis.'
'Okay, Mr carpenter, may i see your scrotum please?' Asked Dr Kahn, John sat there for a minute, he was dreading this more than anything. He slowly stood up and undid his buttons on his jeans and then pulled them down to his knees. Next was his boxers, he pulled them down and revealed his meat and veg to the doctor. She leaned across and looked closely at his scrotum, then she put on a pair of rubber gloves and started to move his balls around, she was looking under, to the sides and everywhere really.
'Interesting, it looks to me like some kind of psoariasis, but i cant be sure, Mr Carpenter i'm going to need you to get an erection so i can study the shaft of your penis better!'
John gulped, what the hell did she mean?
She stood up and walked over to the door and locked it. 'If you go behind those curtains and take your jeans and pants off and then try to get an erection, i can then study your scrotum in more detail.'
John rather sheepishly made his way over to the curtains and drew them behind himself, he took off his jeans and his boxers and just stood there.
'Um, is there any chance i could get some material?' Asked John in a soft voice.
'I'm afraid not, you will just have to use your imagination!'
John stood there for another minute before he suddenly splurted out something that he would never forget.
'Dr i am going to need some help'. There was a brief silence.
The sound of her pen writing on paper had stopped, his heart started racing, then the curtians drew back slightly, Dr Kahn put her head through the gap.
'Obviously Mr Carpenter, that is strictly out of the question, it would be totally unproffessional of me.'
'Yeah, i know that doctor but i get aroused by different things to most people, i have a thing for....well....feet!'This was followed by silence so he just though, heck i may as well continue. 'Yeah, i want you to stand on me!' There it was, out there, he had laid his hand. The curtains slightly opened again.
'You want me to 'stand' on you?' Replied the doctor with a suprised tone.
'Yes, thats what does it for me.'
'Well lie on the floor then.' Came the reply. John couldn't believe it.
John laid on the floor directly under the curtains, the doctor undrew the curtains and as she did so, her high heeled feet were inches from his head. Already he could feel a bulge in his lower region.
'Now before i start Mr Carpenter, remember, this is purely proffessional and i hope that we can keep this between ourselves, afterall, i am helping you out.' she said.
'Of course,' John replied
She stood next to him, her feet were facing his torso. Then there was the soft, unmistaken sound of her foot leaving her shoe, She placed one soft foot (still in her stockings) onto his chest.
'Where do you want me, here?' She asked. 'Or here' as she slid her foot down to his stomach.
'Actually i want one foot on my chest and one on my stomach but!.... I want you to wear the heels!'
'My heels, but that will hurt, maybe even draw blood' said a startled doctor Kahn.
'That is what i like, that is who i am.' John was feeling more comfortable with the situation.
Doctor Kahn shrugged her shoulders and slipped her foot back into her shoe and then almost straight away she placed the same foot, now in its high heeled shoe onto his chest. He could feel the point on his right breast and the flat toe part on his left to centre part of his chest and even through his shirt he could feel the warmth of her shoe, she had obviously been wearing them for a while. She bent over and place her hands on the surgery bed and then stepped up, keeping one foot in the air and one on his chest. She looked down at him to see if it was hurting, but he just lay there, unflinching. Then she placed her other foot on his stomach. That felt a tad uncomfortable as her heel dug into his bowel area but he didn't want to let up that it hurt so he tried to remain silent.
'Are you sure this doesn't hurt?' She asked looking down at him.
'No' was all he could muster. She looked down at his now fully erect penis and almost instantly she stepped down. John let out a deep breath. She gently grabbed his penis and bent down for a closer look but he was losing his erection.
'Its going down already!' She said.
'Wheel your chair over, sit in it and place your feet on me, then u can keep your feet there whilst you check on it.' That sounded like a good idea, so she walked over to her desk, grabbed her chair and wheeled it over towards him. Then she sat down in it and place both her high heeled feet on him, one on his chest and one on his stomach again. Straight away Johns erection grew and hardened, She leaned over to her left and took hold of his penis, as she did so her left foot moved up and the toe part of her high heel shoe was on johns mouth, yet she had no idea, she was to engrossed in what the infection was on his penis.
John could smell the leather and discreetly let the tip of his tongue brush the top of her shoe, it tasted clean and the warm sole of her shoe was resting on his top lip. From here he had a view right up her thigh, the stockings she was wearing gave the outline of her legs a glow like appearance. Doctor kahn briefly looked around at his face and briefly saw how much he was loving it, even with her shoe on his mouth, she hadn't realised she had put it there and the truth is, it made her strangely aroused.
'Yes, i'm going to have to call you back for more tests.' she said looking back at his penis, yet keeping her feet where they were. she let go of his penis and moved her feet off him, John was gutted. He went to get up but was shocked when she placed her right foot back on his chest, keeping her foot there she slowly wheeled her chair back and stood up, still keeping one foot on John all the time. John's heart was pounding.
'I'm intrigued Mr Carpenter, i've heard of foot fetishists before but have never met one and i have to tell you, i find the whole thing quite exciting.' As hse finished her sentence she turned he foot so that her high heeled shoe was now facing his hace, then without warning she stepped up onto him again, placing one foot next to the other. Doctor Kahn was now standing on John's chest with both feet facing his head. John couldn't quite believe what was happening to him, he was lying in his doctors while she was standing on him in a pair of high heels. Just then there was a knock at the door, Johns immediate reaction was to try and jump up, but his doctor just place one foot on his mouth to keep him down there.
'Who is it?' She asked.
'Its the triage nurse, i was just wondering when you were ready for that minor operation we are doing on Jessicea Welsh, as she's waiting down stairs.'
'Just let me finish up here first then i will be straight down.'
'Okay Dr Kahn' came the reply as the sound of footseps was heard dissappearing back down the stairs. Dr Kahn looked down at John, her foot still on his mouth.
'I think your quite cute, and i'm fascinated by your love for my feet, so i propose you come back this afternoon so we can examine you further, i want my toes sucked and my shoes cleaned with your tongue!'
John just lay there, unable to speak because of the placement of his doctors foot, he just nodded.
'Good, i shall be going home at lunch time where i shall grab an array of high heels, they all need cleaning. and be prepared as well, cos when you come back, i will want to walk on you with all my heels!' With that she stepped off and sat back in her office chair just smiling at John.......
To be continued
John knew this had to end, he hadn't had a women in months. The fear of taking a lady back home and her discovering his 'problem' was too much for him, he hadn't socialised with his mates for weeks, always coming up with excuses to stay in.
John decided enough was enough, he would go to the doctors and get some help. He picked up the phone and rang his local surgery.
'Hello, Threshold Surgery, how may i help you?' came the friendly female voice at the other end of the reciever.
'Err....Hi, my name is John Carpenter, i was wondering whether i could get an appointment to see my doctor this morning?'
'John Carpenter........Yes, we can fit you in for about 9:30 this morning, is that okay?'
'Yes that would be great'
'Only, your normal DR, Dr Kieron is away today so do you want to see the temporary doctor? Dr Kahn?'
'Ummm.....' John thought about it, why not, she isn't gonna be around for long, what does he care if someone temporary see's his infected pecker. 'Yeah that would be fine thanks'
'Okay then Mr Carpenter, see you at around 9:25 then'
'Brilliant' Said John as he hung up the phone, he looked at his watch. 9:05 hmmmm, just enough time to quickly wash his scrotum and then off to the surgery.
After a quick wash down he dried himself, threw on some jeans and headed out the front door. The surgery was only a ten minute walk away but why have a car if your not gonna use it, he unlocked his black Honda hatchback and drove the tiny 2.1 miles to his surgey.
He arrived on time and once checked in, he made his way into the waiting room where he sat. There were five other people in the waiting room. An old man in his sixties, a schoolgirl with her dad, an older woman in her forties and a young lady, maybe in her late twenties. John had a thing for feet and he couldn't help but notice that this lady was wearing a black pair of high heeled boots with a narrow 5 inch heel. Most of their detail were covered up by the boot cut jeans she wore, but seeing as she was engrossed in a magazine, John just stared at those boots wondering how great it would be to be under them. Problem was of course, now his winky was starting to stir in his pants! He couldn't go into surgery with an erection, he needed to lose all thought on high heels and soft skinned feet. He looked across and saw a stash of magazines and after being certain that his erection wouldn't stand out, he got up and walked across. One of the generally 'female' magazines had a headline which read 'Mother falls in love with her own son!'
'thats gotta be worth a read' John thought to himself as he sat back down, magazine in hand. He turned the opening page and there was a picture of Jennifer Aniston at a celebrity bash, wearing crystal high heels, they revealed her beautifully tanned feet and perfectly manicured toes. Oh dear, John could feel it welling up again in his trousers, he place one leg over the other so as to hide the fact that he was harder than sex starved pervert.
Then! 'Mr Carpenter' came a soft spoken voice, he turned and saw a young asian lady poking her head through a door.
'Err....Yes, thats me' he said as he got up, hoping that no one would notice his bulge. He walked towards the door and followed the young lady through.
'I hope you dont mind Mr Carpenter, but seeing as i'm temporary they have placed me in the upstairs surgery.'
'oh no, not at all.' Replied John, this doctor was stunning, she was of Muslim decent and had long black hair down to her lower back. A thin sporty figure was accompanied by the light brown smooth legs with which his eyes were fixated on. She wore a red blouse and a black skirt that went down to her knees and finally, a black pair of court shoes with a three inch heel, maybe a velvity material. They were new, because as she walked he could see how clean the bottoms were, no scuff marks yet.
Once she got to the top of the stairs she turned left and into a brand new office, John entered and she closed the door behind him.
'Please have a seat.' she said as she gestured to a chair sat facing her desk, John sat down and tried to get a sly glance at her heels. He got a brief glance before she too sat down and slid her chair up to the desk.
'So, Mr Carpenter, how may i be of assistance?' she said as she looked at him with a slight smile. Her teeth were perectly straight and white, her eyes were a light hazel colour with a slight shade of green, but just a hint. And instead of lipstick, she had opted for lip gloss. It was a decision that had payed off as it seemed to complement her light brown cheeks that carried a hint of red, maybe that was down to clever make up appliance, or maybe natural, who knows, she was beautiful.
Before John gave his response his heart was pounding, here was this beautiful woman and he was just about to tell her that he had scrotum rot or whatever it was that was driving him mad. He told her but it was so weak that she just looked at him funny.
'I'm sorry Mr Carpenter, could you repeat that as i didn't catch a word you said there.' She said with a slight smile, not to ridicule him but to entice him to be more open.
'Umm, i have an incredibly itchy scrotum.' He stumbled.
'Ah, i see, and how long has this been going on for? The itching?'
'About 6 months now' replied John rather shepishly.
' I see, and are you sexually active at the moment?'
'well, i am but.... not for a while, maybe a year or so.' John finished his sentence looking down at the ground.
'I see, do you masturbate?'
Wow, these questions were getting a bit serious werent they.
'Yes, yes i do but thats when it gets worse.....well not gets worse, just more....thats when it becomes more dominant, when i have an erection, it gets sore and itchy on the shaft of my penis.'
'Okay, Mr carpenter, may i see your scrotum please?' Asked Dr Kahn, John sat there for a minute, he was dreading this more than anything. He slowly stood up and undid his buttons on his jeans and then pulled them down to his knees. Next was his boxers, he pulled them down and revealed his meat and veg to the doctor. She leaned across and looked closely at his scrotum, then she put on a pair of rubber gloves and started to move his balls around, she was looking under, to the sides and everywhere really.
'Interesting, it looks to me like some kind of psoariasis, but i cant be sure, Mr Carpenter i'm going to need you to get an erection so i can study the shaft of your penis better!'
John gulped, what the hell did she mean?
She stood up and walked over to the door and locked it. 'If you go behind those curtains and take your jeans and pants off and then try to get an erection, i can then study your scrotum in more detail.'
John rather sheepishly made his way over to the curtains and drew them behind himself, he took off his jeans and his boxers and just stood there.
'Um, is there any chance i could get some material?' Asked John in a soft voice.
'I'm afraid not, you will just have to use your imagination!'
John stood there for another minute before he suddenly splurted out something that he would never forget.
'Dr i am going to need some help'. There was a brief silence.
The sound of her pen writing on paper had stopped, his heart started racing, then the curtians drew back slightly, Dr Kahn put her head through the gap.
'Obviously Mr Carpenter, that is strictly out of the question, it would be totally unproffessional of me.'
'Yeah, i know that doctor but i get aroused by different things to most people, i have a thing for....well....feet!'This was followed by silence so he just though, heck i may as well continue. 'Yeah, i want you to stand on me!' There it was, out there, he had laid his hand. The curtains slightly opened again.
'You want me to 'stand' on you?' Replied the doctor with a suprised tone.
'Yes, thats what does it for me.'
'Well lie on the floor then.' Came the reply. John couldn't believe it.
John laid on the floor directly under the curtains, the doctor undrew the curtains and as she did so, her high heeled feet were inches from his head. Already he could feel a bulge in his lower region.
'Now before i start Mr Carpenter, remember, this is purely proffessional and i hope that we can keep this between ourselves, afterall, i am helping you out.' she said.
'Of course,' John replied
She stood next to him, her feet were facing his torso. Then there was the soft, unmistaken sound of her foot leaving her shoe, She placed one soft foot (still in her stockings) onto his chest.
'Where do you want me, here?' She asked. 'Or here' as she slid her foot down to his stomach.
'Actually i want one foot on my chest and one on my stomach but!.... I want you to wear the heels!'
'My heels, but that will hurt, maybe even draw blood' said a startled doctor Kahn.
'That is what i like, that is who i am.' John was feeling more comfortable with the situation.
Doctor Kahn shrugged her shoulders and slipped her foot back into her shoe and then almost straight away she placed the same foot, now in its high heeled shoe onto his chest. He could feel the point on his right breast and the flat toe part on his left to centre part of his chest and even through his shirt he could feel the warmth of her shoe, she had obviously been wearing them for a while. She bent over and place her hands on the surgery bed and then stepped up, keeping one foot in the air and one on his chest. She looked down at him to see if it was hurting, but he just lay there, unflinching. Then she placed her other foot on his stomach. That felt a tad uncomfortable as her heel dug into his bowel area but he didn't want to let up that it hurt so he tried to remain silent.
'Are you sure this doesn't hurt?' She asked looking down at him.
'No' was all he could muster. She looked down at his now fully erect penis and almost instantly she stepped down. John let out a deep breath. She gently grabbed his penis and bent down for a closer look but he was losing his erection.
'Its going down already!' She said.
'Wheel your chair over, sit in it and place your feet on me, then u can keep your feet there whilst you check on it.' That sounded like a good idea, so she walked over to her desk, grabbed her chair and wheeled it over towards him. Then she sat down in it and place both her high heeled feet on him, one on his chest and one on his stomach again. Straight away Johns erection grew and hardened, She leaned over to her left and took hold of his penis, as she did so her left foot moved up and the toe part of her high heel shoe was on johns mouth, yet she had no idea, she was to engrossed in what the infection was on his penis.
John could smell the leather and discreetly let the tip of his tongue brush the top of her shoe, it tasted clean and the warm sole of her shoe was resting on his top lip. From here he had a view right up her thigh, the stockings she was wearing gave the outline of her legs a glow like appearance. Doctor kahn briefly looked around at his face and briefly saw how much he was loving it, even with her shoe on his mouth, she hadn't realised she had put it there and the truth is, it made her strangely aroused.
'Yes, i'm going to have to call you back for more tests.' she said looking back at his penis, yet keeping her feet where they were. she let go of his penis and moved her feet off him, John was gutted. He went to get up but was shocked when she placed her right foot back on his chest, keeping her foot there she slowly wheeled her chair back and stood up, still keeping one foot on John all the time. John's heart was pounding.
'I'm intrigued Mr Carpenter, i've heard of foot fetishists before but have never met one and i have to tell you, i find the whole thing quite exciting.' As hse finished her sentence she turned he foot so that her high heeled shoe was now facing his hace, then without warning she stepped up onto him again, placing one foot next to the other. Doctor Kahn was now standing on John's chest with both feet facing his head. John couldn't quite believe what was happening to him, he was lying in his doctors while she was standing on him in a pair of high heels. Just then there was a knock at the door, Johns immediate reaction was to try and jump up, but his doctor just place one foot on his mouth to keep him down there.
'Who is it?' She asked.
'Its the triage nurse, i was just wondering when you were ready for that minor operation we are doing on Jessicea Welsh, as she's waiting down stairs.'
'Just let me finish up here first then i will be straight down.'
'Okay Dr Kahn' came the reply as the sound of footseps was heard dissappearing back down the stairs. Dr Kahn looked down at John, her foot still on his mouth.
'I think your quite cute, and i'm fascinated by your love for my feet, so i propose you come back this afternoon so we can examine you further, i want my toes sucked and my shoes cleaned with your tongue!'
John just lay there, unable to speak because of the placement of his doctors foot, he just nodded.
'Good, i shall be going home at lunch time where i shall grab an array of high heels, they all need cleaning. and be prepared as well, cos when you come back, i will want to walk on you with all my heels!' With that she stepped off and sat back in her office chair just smiling at John.......
To be continued