Joe had sustained an injury to his kidney from being wounded by shrapnel from an exploding Humvee that was attacked while he was riding in it with some other guys from his unit. The shrapnel punctured his kidney, which in turn caused nephrotic syndrome, just like a kidney disease would. The doctors weren't sure if it would heal completely or not. In the meantime, they gave him medicines and physical therapy. The worst part was having to endure the frequent trips to the VA hospital.
'Damn interns! Every time I come up here, it seems that I have to see a new intern and tell them my whole story all over again.' Joe thought to himself as he entered the renal clinic at the VA. 'I hope I don't get a dumb one today.'
"Good morning Mr. Blount. Be seated and a nurse will be right with you to take your vital signs." The clerk stated.
'Hurry up and wait, hurry up and wait. It's the military way.' Joe thought as he sat down, searching for a magazine to read. 'This is a military hospital. Why the hell do they only have 'Ladies Home Journal' to read?'
They took his vitals and, after the traditional long wait, a doctor finally called him.
"Hello, Mr. Blount. I'm Dr. Hardwick. Please follow me." Said the doctor.
'Well, things are looking up.' The doctor was a young female who looked much younger than the age she must be to be working here. She gave him a big sincere smile as she shook his hand and turned to lead him to the room. He admired her tight round butt in those snug-fitting white pants as she walked in front of him.
"Have a seat and let's go over your lab results."
It was a small room, with a desk, computer and a compact exam table. He sat by the desk while she reviewed his test results, then turned to talk to him. Their knees touched. She let hers stay there as she addressed him.
"Your lab results all look pretty good. It looks like the medicines are working all right for you, Mr. Blount. How are feeling?"
"Well, I'd feel better if I didn't have to take them at all. Do you have any idea when my kidneys will heal up so I can stop the meds?" He inquired.
"You are very fortunate not to have lost your kidney. The alternative is dialysis or kidney replacement. So as long as you don't have any problems taking the medicines, we can only wait and hope for now. Are you having any side effects from them that we should know about?" The doctor asked.
"Well, there is one little problem that I was afraid to bring up." Joe said as he looked into Dr. Hardwick's lovely green eyes. She was staring intently into his at the same time. He could also see that her front was every bit as inviting as her rear had been. Her lab jacket was open in the front, showing very full and perky breasts heaving on her young chest, above a small, firm waistline showing through her snug white doctor's blouse. He fought the urge to stare where he shouldn't.
"So, tell me. We can't help you if we don't know what the problem is." She asked.
Joe was embarrassed to tell her. It would be like telling a teenage stranger your most intimate secrets.
"Well, I'm embarrassed to tell you, quite frankly. You're so young and all."
"Please don't be. I am a doctor. I know I look young, but I'm a professional and you can trust me. So, what is it?"
"OK. You see, I seem to have trouble having sex now. I don't have a steady girlfriend but I have been seeing this one lady lately, and we have had a couple of problems." He admitted.
"What kind of problems? You shouldn't have to live with a sexual issues ever."
"Well, I seem to have trouble getting real hard, especially during oral sex. And when I do get hard, I have some pain in my kidneys when we have full sex." Joe answered.
"Hmm, I see. You mean fellatio and PIV sex, I assume? I believe you might have anxiety issues. You are worried about the pain, and worried about hurting something by having sex, so your penis withdraws to protect you." She diagnosed.
"I think I know something that will help. Be right back." She said.
The doctor returned shortly and closed and locked the door behind her.