My physicians words ran through my head as I walked down the hall to the
clinic."You are pretty young to have prostate trouble. You need a
regular love life. Get married."
It was true. I was only thirty and in good health. This was ... what?
Surely a nuisance. In the previous week I had tried one visiting nurse
and had only a tender rectum and swollen prostate to show for it. The
receptionist in the glass enclosed office gave me the usual forms to
Then, a charming nurse, clipboard in hand, called my name."John?" I
arose and followed her. Her name was 'Salle" With an "E'' she informed
me, smiling up into my eyes. I was captivated. Salle rustled as she
walked. It was her uniform which she overfilled. Her breasts were
almost peeking out of the top of the blouse and her thighs were exposed
at the hemline. Her bottom filled the dress perfectly.
I was led to a treatment room equipped with an examination table and
counter that ran the length of one wall. There was a toilet and I could
see a hospital bed in another room adjoining. "You have overnight
patients here?" I asked. 'Well, yes. We do a rectal tamponade procedure
and the patients stay over for that.'
She glanced at the chart on her clipboard, ' Prostate massage. Oh
well... you will be getting some enemas and the massage.. I think you
will enjoy that. You won't be staying overnight.'
"Mores the pity." I replied. She gave me a large smile."Uh huh.
You might not enjoy the tamponade procedure as much as the enemas and
massage." Tell me about it." I said. In my conspiratorial voice.
'For now I want you to strip and put on this gown and you can wrap up in
The gown just came to my middle and I did need to wrap up in the sheet.
I sat down on the neatly made up examination table. Salle indicated I
was to lie down and she positioned my legs in stirrups. Then she draped
my lower body exposing only my anal and genital area.
'I will shave you now .' She proceeded to run over the area with
electric clippers. She grasped my penis in order to shave it
completely. I soon had a rock hard erection. She ran her hand over it
in an appraising manner and grasped my testicles. A drop of fluid
escaped the end of my penis. She looked at it. 'That is a good
erection. We don't get many like that. Would you like your wife to come
in an masturbate you?' She asked. "I am not married," I responded.
Another nurse entered. She was a larger version of Salle with a great
head of blond hair done in a chignon under her nurses cap. She stood 6
feet tall. 'Hi. I 'am Bridget." She seemed all business. Salle asked
her to help with the enema equipment and I could hear a low voice. 'He
is single!" While Salle prepared the enema instruments, Bridget came
over to the examination table and grasped my penis. 'It will be
difficult to do all the procedure's you need with this. Would you like
me to masturbate you or should we give you a moment by yourself?"
"Please go ahead." I replied 'I would like that." 'You have a nice large
organ and you have been circumcised. That is good."
Bridget placed a towel over my draped chest and lubricated my penis
with warm scented cream. She plucked at the glans with the long fingers
of one hand while she firmly gripped the shaft with her other hand. I
was as hard as iron. With a few twisting motions I began pumping hot
semen over the towel. "Doesn't that feel better?" She asked pleasantly,
as she sponged me off and discarded the towel in the waste. Salle had
been watching and as Bridget finished she rolled a surgical tray into
place at the foot of the table. The tray was covered with a towel and
held a large red rubber bulb syringe with a long ebonite douche nozzle.
A inflatable nozzle nozzle was coiled beside it. A slightly curved
surgical steel tube with a vaginal type red rubber guard at one end and
hoses connected with a Higginson force bulb sat on another small towel
on the counter. Salle had filled measuring carafes with warm water.
She wheeled a solution stand by my side and hung a large red rubber
enema bag on one hook and a latex surgical rubber bag on the other
hook. She coiled the hoses and then went over to a light control to dim
the main lights. A small spot light illuminated my genital anal area.
''Would you like some music?' Bridget asked. "Good idea." I replied.
Bridget lubricated her gloved index finger and slowly massaged my
anus. As I relaxed she slipped the finger in to the rectum.
"You must tell me where it feels sensitive." She said as she probed the
"It all feels a bit tender" I said.
"Mm, yes and your prostate is still very distended." Salle handed her
the bulb syringe.
"I am going to give you a medicated enema that should help that tender
rectum". "You should be able to hold it for a few minutes could feel
the long nozzle slip into my rectum".
Bridget inserted it all the way to the sigmoid flexure. Then she
squeezed the bulb. The medication had a slight sting to it but in
the sting went away. Salle positioned a folded towel over my anus and
held it in place. She held a basin for me and a small amount of fluid
"I am going to give you a inflatable nozzle enema now, John. It will
reach a little higher into your colon. It will be a warm saline enema
and you will enjoy it." Salle handed Bridget the inflatable nozzle
nozzle and Bridget lubricated the end. Salle hooked the nozzle into the
red rubber enema bag hose. Bridget slid the nozzle end into my anus and
then using her hand to stiffen the balloon slid the balloon into the
rectum, it slipped in with a plop. She pumped up the balloon and I felt
rather full. Salle unclamped the hose and the warm solution began to
fill me up. I took the entire bagful and my penis began to engorge as
the water filled me.
"How do you feel, John?" Salle asked. "Good. They didn't give enemas
at the other clinic and this is an improvement."
"Yes, we will do your prostate massage now."
I voided the inflatable nozzle enema through the tube.
"'Now we will fix that prostate." Salle held up the prostate massage
instrument for my view. "You see it has a special rubber sheath, sort
of like the inflatable nozzle and we pump it full of hot water and it
presses the prostate gland and.... you will come all over the place!" I
looked a glance at the instrument, it looked formidable. The shaft
alone was at least an inch wide and five
inches long. The
thermometer sticking out behind the red rubber guard was also
"Does it hurt?" I asked. Both women giggled.
"No one has EVER complained, John. Truly it is much gentler than some
technician jabbing at that sore prostate".
"OK" I said and Bridget began to work the head of the instrument through
my anal sphincter. When the head was in she slowly advanced the shaft
until the guard was nestled against my anus. I let out a sigh. "Not bad
for therapy?" Salle asked. I nodded. Bridget signed to Salle and the
hot water in the surgical rubber latex enema bag was allowed to flow.
Bridget began to pump the Higginson in line pump and I could feel the
water entering the instrument.
"We will run some fluid through first to warm it up" Salle explained as
she closed the drain line valve. Now whenever Bridget pressed the in
line bulb I felt a warm pressure in my rectum. Bridget was keeping a
close eye on the temperature gauge in the instrument. My erection,
which had started, grew rapidly. Salle reached down and slipped a large
rubber band around the base of the penis and including the testicles she
drew it tight and the erection became intense. Bridget was still
pumping the hot fluid. I could feel a massive orgasm building. Salle
reached down with a lubricated hand and grasped my rock hard penis. She
ran her hand up and down the shaft in firm milking strokes, stopping
each stroke at the corona edge.
"Oh! I gasped "I am coming!" Salle slipped the rubber band and a great
gob of hot semen gushed onto the towel. Then another and another.
"Oh, oh" and still the orgasm continued.
Bridget stopped pumping and Salle held her hand still but the semen
continued to drip from the end of the organ. Bridget slowly withdrew
the instrument from the rectum and wiped me off. When I had recovered
somewhat I asked 'What now?' Salle looked at her clipboard. "You had
better come in to be checked out tomorrow in the afternoon. See you