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Wrestling Team Gone Wild
Chapter 24: So many ways to cum (Part 2)
The training session went badly that evening, one of my worst of the entire year. I was exhausted and frankly, even wrestling was no longer sufficient to make sense of my days. Coach Ranson was a bit disappointed but he gave me more supplements and said it was normal to experience difficulties so close to the end of the season.
Coach Daniel told me that I should get a good night of sleep and maybe even go away for a few days after the following competition. He seemed more worried than annoyed.
Eventually, I decided to go talk to Doctor Peterson. I was less at ease with Doctor Peterson than I was with Coach Ranson but the Head Coach was always dismissive regarding the clinical trial for a B87 substitute and I wanted to tackle those medical issues for good.
I was really going mad and it was now weighing on my performance on the mat. I thought it was time to talk it through with a licensed medical professional.
I found him in our locker room while he was working on Amir’s thighs after our training session. I very much noticed how Amir’s hairy and thick cock was hard and throbbing as Peterson was massaging his thighs and I felt my dick twitching but of course, it did not get hard in my cage and I pretended like it was nothing.
Doctor Peterson agreed on the meeting while pushing his fingers deep into Amir’s crotch area. I could not see well. Where were he shoving his index and middle finger exactly?
“Let’s meet once I’m done with your teammate. You can wait for me in front of my office.”
I left the room under the distinct noise of Amir’s moans.
For a second, I judged Amir. I thought this was immodest and weird. Funny, right? Did I need to remind myself that I had cummed, not once but twice in the doctor’s office at the beginning of the semester?
Also, who was I kidding? I was literally wearing an unwashed singlet on which hundreds of cum loads had been deposited for the past few months.
I had gotten accustomed to the smell of jizz on me, but sometimes, someone would make it note to me and I would remember how much of a freak I had become. Besides the Wolves, no one would agree to see next to me in class.
Leo Peterson arrived maybe twenty minutes later. He was sweating.
“Sorry to have kept you waiting, Amir needed a lot of attention today.”
“No problem, Sir.”
He smiled and let me in. I got shivers when I saw the examination table where I had an orgasm while being fingered in the ass. I chased the thought.
“So, what bring you here, boy?”
He sat behind his desk and I took the chair in front of him.
“I… I was wondering if you had any news on this clinical trial. You know, to have a substitute for the protein I am lacking of… in my balls.”
“I told you those things can take months.”
“Yes, but I think this is quite urgent.”
He sighed. In some ways, he was very similar to the Head-Coach.
“I’m working on it, Scott. Why the hurry? Are you experiencing changes already, despite the measures we are taking? Attraction to other guys? To cocks?”
“No! I mean… I… I don’t know… I guess I do experiment some changes.”
“But Coach Ranson had taken all arrangements and measures to avoid any ejaculation, right?” Following my perplex look, the doctor got a bit impatient. “I’m referring to the cage, Scott!”
Of course, he was referring to the cage.
“Yes, yes. I have been wearing it. All the time. It’s been a little more than two weeks.”
“Can I see?”
His face had changed, he seemed suddenly very interested.
“Scott, I would like to check that it is not too tough for your genitals. If I remember correctly, those are quite prominent… and I was thinking… a cage… on that penis. Dear Lord.”
I did not try to argue back. It had been months since I had understood that there was no point in denying a man when he asks to see you naked. Besides, I had been worried myself whether my cock was simply not too big and thick for the tiny cage.
I took all of my clothes off, even the top, and Peterson got on his knees to take a look, and then a good feel, at my cage. He ran the metal thing under his lengthy fingers. I had gotten used to the cage but having it played with in this way was hurting.
“Remarkable.” The doctor commented, nodding his head in approval. “It must be helping you a lot.”
“In a sense.”
I replied as he was still touching the cage, and then, the flesh of my dick between the tiny metal bars.
“Tell me more, boy.”
“It does prevent the erection but not… not the thoughts in my mind….”
“What kind of thoughts, Scotty?”
Doctor Peterson finally let go of my cock and stood up, facing me.
“I….”
“You are talking to a licensed professional, Scott. You can tell me anything.”
“Just weird stuff…”
“Dirty thoughts?” He asked, almost in a hurry.
“Sort of…”
“Hummmm…”
He looked below us and stared at my locked cock, squeezed in the damn cage. I thought it may have been a bad idea to have come to Peterson but if there were a chance, even small, that he could help me, I had to try.
“Doctor, I… I think I am really losing my mind. I think a lot about what you said. About my sperm. About the need to keep it in me and swallow cum. But the more I do that, it’s like the more…”
“You’re craving it!”
He shouted, still a few inches away from my face, seemingly excited.
I got even more uncomfortable.
“No! I don’t crave it… It’s just… I cannot get hard so, of course, other dicks get my attention and…”
Doctor Peterson let go of another long sigh. He returned behind his desk and sat.
“Scott, nothing you are saying here is surprising and if you think about it, it is perfectly in line with what we were talking earlier this semester. The more time goes by, the more your mind is searching for the B87 protein, in any way, whether it is in a clinical trial or inside the balls of your teammates.”
I swallowed my saliva and looked at the floor, ashamed.
“Doc… I’m not gay though.”
He smiled.
“Again, you are torturing yourself unnecessarily with that question! If you want my honest opinion, I do not think you are turning into a gay man. On the contrary, you might be on the right track to become yourself again.”
“You really think so? I feel like it’s getting worse and worse!”
“Scott, has anyone ever told you that sometimes in life, one has to get worse before one can get better? We shall not confuse the symptoms of a real disease with the side effects of its cure.”
“What are you saying?”
“We can both agree on the fact that prevented yourself from cumming is driving you mad. Right?”
“Right!”
Finally, he was saying something that was making sense, that I could easily agree on!
“You must be dreaming of getting hard, releasing your male juice at every occasion you get, and you are forbidden to do so! For good reasons, of course. Your wrestling results are spectacular and you are getting your level of testosterone at a healthier level for you. Still, every young man would become insane if forbidden from unloading once in a while. If I can share something personal with you, boy, I must beat my meat twice a day just to feel sane.”
“So, you understand, doc!” The relief I was feeling to finally be understood was so intense that I almost cried. “I just have to let go of the cage and…”
“And what? Cum! Jizz! Ejaculate! Like a freaking sex maniac! You know that, at this stage, you won’t be able to prevent yourself from doing it as soon as we will free you from this device! Scott, should we really stop the cure because of the side effects?”
“Yeah! We should! If the cure is worse than the disease. Doc, I don’t understand. You were saying just now that everyone would get mad in my position, I thought you were getting it…”
He cut me off again:
“Ok then. We can stop it all. You’ll probably sink deeper into your obsessions for straight male’s cum and that will be it. Not talking about the fact that you have three competitions left and it will probably ruin everything you have built on the mat so far! You really think that you will be able to win a match if you lose all of your testosterone? Is this really what you want, Scott, to be a loser again?”
“I don’t want that!” I started crying. I was trembling too. “There is just no solution. I’m a freak!”
Doctor Peterson changed his tone and put his hand on mine, it stopped shaking.
“There is a solution, Scott. We just need to work on the side effects.”
“How?”
“Pretty simple. You obviously cannot ejaculate and it is safer for you not to get hard. That’s a fact. But not cumming… not having an orgasm… That’s the real tough part, here. You’re constantly under pressure and that comes with some undesirable side effects.”
“So yeah, again, it’s an impossible situation!”
I was really getting frustrated. I thought that he was on my side, and now, some more bullshit.
“Scott! You are reacting as if ejaculation is the only way to reach some sort of release!”
“I don’t understand…”
“Don’t you remember what happened in this exact room a few months ago?”
I got red. I clearly remembered it.
“Doctor, I…”
“You had an orgasm by your prostate being stimulated, Scott!”
“And I did cum!”
“Yes, but that was your mistake, the pleasure was already there before you unload sperm from your balls. The orgasm started as soon as I reached your prostate. And at the time, you had no cage to protect you from…”
I did not control myself. I stood up, bumping into the desk and making a few books fall from it. It was not something that I had anticipated but his words had woken a crazy reaction inside of me.
I yelled:
“NO! I won’t let you finger my ass again! NEVER AGAIN!”
I was shaking like crazy now, crying too. What was happening to me? It was like something else, someone else had woken up inside of me. Sadly, I did not realize back then that it was an attempt from the real me to come back and save me. The new me just got scared by my sudden and unexpected reaction.
Doctor Peterson seemed shocked. He almost fell from his chair.
“Jesus, Scott. How dare you say something like that? Why would I finger an athlete besides from a physical check-up? I am really concerned by what you are implying here. You are the one who came to me tonight, asking for advice.”
“Doc, what you were saying…”
I was still trembling. My heart was racing fast.
“I was just saying that there are many ways for a man to reach pleasure and orgasm without releasing cum, or at least, too much of it. That’s all. You need to control your nerves, boy, I think the fame from wrestling and your porn career are getting to you.”
I felt silly, it was like I had just accused him of assaulting me. He really seemed hurt. Me, I just could no longer think straight. I did not even react at the porn career comment.
“I’m sorry… I just… I told you. I’m losing my mind.”
“Sit.” He commanded.
I obliged.
“Scott. I am going to ask you to close your eyes, and then, I will touch you. I can assure you that I will not do anything you would feel uncomfortable with. It will simply be in the sake of proving a point. Do not worry, I won’t go anywhere near your ass.”
After my outburst, I had no intention of refuting him anything. I was naked but sitting on my big butt so I figured he could not reach my asshole anyway.
I closed my eyes and I breathed slowly. I felt the doctor coming near me. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest.
This is where my life changed. I felt his cold hand against my pecs, but then his fingers around my nipples, a slight squeeze and…
Aaaaaaaaaah…
Some pleasure! Finally!
My dick was not hard, and of course, I was not cumming but his squeeze on my left nipple while he was massaging my right pec procured a sensation in me which was very close to what I felt when I would reach orgasm or when a girl had touched me for the first time.
I let go of an irrepressible moan but I kept my eyes closed. For the first time in weeks, my mind was clear.
“Does this help? Should I keep going?” The doctor whispered in my ear, pinching harder.
“Yeah… yes… please….”
It was one of the craziest moments of my life. It was like the doctor had turned on a switch and I had shifted into a completely different human being.
He touched my right nipple and massaged them both at the same time. I felt another sensation, he was no longer squeezing, nor pinching, but aaaaaaah… that felt nice. I opened my eyes finally, and it was no longer his fingers on my left nipple but his wet tongue.
He took his first bite while I was watching him, flabbergasted.
He stopped when he realized I was looking at him.
“See, my boy, there are so many ways to cum without wasting any sperm.”
I nodded yes. My dick was struggling more than ever to remain soft inside of the metal bars but at the same time, I felt peace.
“This is crazy…” I mumbled.
“Just natural reactions from the man’s body, nothing crazy or weird in that. Obviously, the genitals are a very sensitive part of our bodies and men are used to stimulate them, but there are many more erogenous parts. They can differ from one person to another, but for you, it is clear that the prostate and now the nipples are particularly receptive to stimulation.”
“I have never… I did not think that my nipples could…”
“I think it is time that you learn about your body Scott.”
He searched for something in his desk, and got a toy out. I did not recognize it at first but then I realized it was a butt plug, a little pink one, I had seen some in porn movies before. He also got some magazines; they looked like medical stuff but there were naked men on the covers.
“Doc… I told you; I don’t want anything in my ass…”
He smiled at me.
“Scott, this is only a gift for you. You can do whatever you want with it. I understand that you do not want another man near your asshole. I’m the same way so I totally get you. You don’t even have to try it, if working your nipples is sufficient, and given your reaction right there, I think it might be, you will be able to find some release and it will mitigate all the side effects of wearing a cage. But if not, this toy could really help you out and it would be a shame not to try it because of your prejudice.”
I took the damn thing, wondering if it had already been used before.
“But I could just pleasure myself with my nipples then, and it would help me?”
It seemed like such a perfect and simple solution.
“Look, what I did to you here was barely anything. I did not want to overstep; I think it is important that we keep some boundaries between the athletes and the staff. But think about what you could feel if you really took the time to explore…”
For the next twenty minutes, the doctor showed me pictures and graphs of males self-pleasuring themselves. Weirdly, it never involved them jerking off but they would finger themselves, shoved dildo up their asses and/or put clamps on their nipples…. A new world was opening itself to me.
I came back to the dorm late in the evening and Victor was already sleeping.
To be honest, I could not wait to try and play with my nipples but I did not want to do that while my roommate was in the room. I also took the butt plug, being convinced that I would never use it but Peterson had been insistent. I hid it in a shoe box under my bed.
That night, I thought that my problems were solved. If I could pleasure myself without being hard or cumming, I could appease my mind and finally let go of my weird obsessions around dicks and jizz.
When I woke up the next morning, Victor had jizzed on my face once again. It had not woken me up that time. At least I thought he had been considerate enough not to rub himself against me and careful not to disturb my sleep.
See, I had managed to put some boundaries. My life was finally improving!
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