Note: This story is basically true with names and dates changes to avoid harming any one in the story. All people are at a minimum of eighteen years of years.
*
Prologue
From the time that I can remember my mother taking my twin (not identical thank god for her sake, as she would have never gotten a date being as "ugly" as me) me to the doctor for is yearly check up before the school year started.
We went to Dr. Johnson. She went to our church and was one of the few woman doctors in our town back in the forties, fifties and early sixties.
Doctor Johnson, Hazel was her given name, use to give us my yearly check up and seemed to enjoy seeing my sister and me develop into fine upstanding young citizens
Start of the summer of 1959 when both my sister and me were eighteen and just graduated from high school.
This year was no different except that we were having our exam so we could start college in the fall. This meant a much more detailed exam for both. As she was checking me this visit she got to the part that she had to lift my penis to check my sack and testicles. She tried to wrap her hand around my penis to lift it up to examine my testicles. Her hands were big, but she couldn't quite close her thumbs and index fingers around my girth Dr. Johnson just smiled at me and stroked it a couple of times to see if I started to grow with stimulation, as she call it. She then just lifter up my penis and fondled my testicles for a second to make sure that was nothing wrong. I could see her nipples were getting hard through her bra when she told me that was the end of the exam for this year.
I can remember her always discussing that part of the checkup with my mother. I knew that I was large "down there," but never thought anything of it. I had an immense cock, 9" long and 1 ¾ " thick, surmounted by a wide flaring head while in the flaccid state.
After her exam, she said that she needed to finish Sherry's exam (my sister) and talk to mother about the results.
Dr. Johnson and mother came into the examining room together about a half hour later and suggested that I should work outdoors this summer for some exercise and fresh air. I looked at them and wondered what they were up to. She told me that she would talk to some of these "families" in the church, that she thought needed help around the house one day a week and see if they were willing to be assisted in what ever they needed / desired me to do.
On our way home mother started talking about what a good time I would have working for these "families" and the money I could earn for school. She said that Hazel was going to contact them that afternoon and she if any were interested in my assistance.
One of the "families" that he told me about was a lady that went to our church and had never been married. Her name was Miss Lund. She had a large house and farm that she had gotten when her parents had past away. She thought that she needed a lot of work and such done around the place.
Miss Lund called me the following day and asked me to stop by to talk about working for her every Tuesday afternoon.
I stopped by on the following morning and was greeted at the door by a lady that I had seen in church, but never dressed as she was at that moment. She had a thin "summer dress" with a sleeveless top to it. I always wondered why she had never gotten married, as she was pleasant and very pleasant to the eye. She was about forty and as the saying go, "built like a brick outhouse." She was about 5' 5' tall and around 130# dripping wet. She had a large bust and small waist and hips.
We talked for about half an hour about the work around the house she needed done. She then asked me if I wanted something to drink, as it was getting warm. I said that would be nice. When she got up I noticed that her dress showed off her breasts very well at the armholes. She seemed to make sure that I noticed them as she stood up. She brought me a glass of soda, along with a glass of something for herself. As she set them down she made sure that I was able to view her massive breasts. I drank the soda and could not keep my eyes off her smiling face and chest. We agreed that I would start the following week and I told her to call if anything came up before next Tuesday afternoon.
When I got home, my mother told me that three other "families" from the church had called to see if I would be willing to help them out around the house with chores they need a man to do.
The first "family" was Mrs. Nelson. Her husband had died about two years ago in a car accident. She was about sixty years old and lived in a large house not far from my parents. She was what you would call a "BBW." She had the largest floppy tits and a belly to match. Her rear end was in the proper proportion to the rest of her also.
The second "family" was a Miss Swenson. She had just moved to our town from Sweden. She was about thirty-five and left her husband because he was a drunk and a wife beater. That was one of the main reasons she had moved here. She was tall and a light brunet with a "farm girls" body.
The third "family" was really two ladies that lived together in a small house out in the country, near the river. They were both in their mid fifties, that people "talked about" behind their back, as they did back in the fifties, about liking ladies better than men.
I called all three "family" and made appointments to meet with them and see what and when they wished me to do their required work.
The next day Dr. Johnson called my mother and asked her to have me stop by her office to talk about doing some part time office work for her around her office, as one of her people was going on a pregnancy leave and she thought I would like the extra money.
I stopped by the office the next afternoon. As I was sitting on the sofa in her office, she sat down next to me and smiled. Dr. Johnson telling me about the job and what it involved. I thought it would work out ok as it was just going to be just one afternoon a week for the summer
She them slide over beside me and leaned over and kissed my cheek. She put her hand on my leg and told me that my special equipment needed some special attention before seeing all the ladies she had arranged for me to do work for. I told her that a couple of the gals I had gone out with played with my penis till they saw how large it was and made excuses that they had to get home.
She looked at the bulge in my pants and asked me if I was hard or just normal, I told her normal state but starting to get hard. She smiled again and moved her hand so it was holding my penis. She gripped it firmly and it started to grow. She let loose of it and turned to face me on the sofa. It was then that I noticed the top two buttons of her blouse were undone. She took my hand and placed in on the left breast and rubbed it around. She moved my hands and guided them around on her breasts. "Come on, Baby!" she whispered. "Play with them . . . any way you want . . ."
She took hold of my penis and slid her hand up and down it on the outside of my pants. She then undid my belt and unzipped my pants. My underwear was now the only thing between her hand and my penis. She told me that my cock was huge and she needed to see it. She told me to stand up and take off my pants and underwear.
Once I had dropped my pants and underwear, my cock as she called, stuck straight out at her face with a slight curve upwards. She could not believe that an eighteen-year-old boy could be that large even though she had done my yearly check-ups along.