Authors Note:
Sorry about the POV problem in the last chapter, I originally wrote it in 1st person POV but changed my mind in the middle of the chapter. This forced me to go back and fix the problems with POV. I did my best, but I'll admit I missed a few I's, me's and my's along the way.
Chapter 2: 99 Problems
Doctor Travis walked briskly down the hall towards the room containing her patient and his beautiful mother. Sarah who had by now put her clothing back on was following briskly behind her. Doctor Travis entered the room with a smile on her face.
"Hello, you must be the guy I've been hearing so much about." Harry blushed and nodded; Doctor Travis grabbed a chair and sat down. "I'm Donna Travis, so Harry?" Harry nodded confirming that was indeed his name.
"So what do you say we get this thing started? Could you please describe your problem for me in detail." Harry sat up a little bit straighter and cleared his throat.
"Sure, so everyday I'll be doing something mundane when all of the sudden in an instant I'll get that panicked feeling you get just before an orgasm. Then my dick will just start squirting cum completely without warning. Something important to note is that when I'm suffering from my problem my dick will usually shoot 2 or 3 big spurts and that's it. Where as when I'm jerking off I'll shoot the normal 7 or 8 squirts." Doctor Travis's brow furrowed and she nodded.
"Interesting Harry, so how often does this happen everyday? On your form you wrote 20 times a day on average. Is that number just a number or is that a pretty accurate estimation?" Harry paused and really thought about that.
"Well, I've never actually counted but I'd say that's probably pretty close to an average." Doctor Travis nodded and made a couple notes on her chart. Doctor Travis cleared her throat.
"Okay here's the deal, we don't have enough information to give you an accurate diagnosis. I've got a theory, but I don't have any definitive information. I can't prescribe anything at the moment." Harry and Monica both nodded. "So Mrs. Partridge, when is the next break for Harry in school?"
"Spring break, which starts a week from today." Doctor Travis nodded.
"How long is spring break?"
"A week." Replied Monica.
"Okay then, here is what I want you to do. On your way home stop by the office supplies store and buy a spiral notebook. Harry, every day starting tomorrow until the end of spring break I want you make a journal entry every time you have your problem. I want you to write down what you were doing in detail. I also want you to change your condom after every occasion. I want you to weigh a condom that hasn't been used so we have a control weight, and then I want you to weigh your condom after every load. Basically I want you to track the frequency and amount of semen you ejaculate. Also write down how many squirts there were every time it happens. Then we'll have you two come back in two weeks, from there we'll make decisions about what to do. I'd like to help you more than that, but I just don't have enough information." Both Harry and his mother nod in understanding.
Doctor Travis paused and grabbed the papers she brought with her, Harry and Monica looked at each other quickly.
"On another note, we've got the results back from your semen sample." Said Doctor Travis while looking at the papers in her hands. Harry interjected suddenly.
"More like semen samples." This caused Sarah to smile from behind Doctor Travis.
"Yes, maybe we should start saying samples. Anyways I must say Harry, your sperm count is ridiculously high. I mean like shockingly high for a normal horny teenager let alone a man who ejaculates so often. That does lend some credence to my theory, but I don't want to get into that at the moment." Doctor Travis rolled the chair she was sitting in back towards the table behind her and set the papers down. Doctor Travis rolled back over toward her patient.
"Now Harry, what I want to do now is ask you some more questions. These question are going to be rather personal and you don't have to answer them if you don't want to." Harry nodded.
"Sure ask away, doc." Doctor Travis smiled and cleared her throat.
"Okay first question, do you masturbate at home?" Harry was a bit shocked by the bluntness of her question.
"Yes." He answered quickly.
"How often?"
"Usually four or five times a day." Harry looked away in embarrassment.
"Right... Wait, what? Did you say four of five times?" Harry nodded and explained.
"So it's a routine that helps reduce the number of random accidents I have on a daily basis. My routine is wake up and go jerk off, get home from school and go jerk off, eat dinner and then go jerk off, get ready for bed then jerk off once or twice." Harry looked away again in shame. Monica was stunned, she had no idea her sweet little baby went to so much effort to subvert his problem. Sarah felt similar; knowing that this 18-year-old boy had a life controlled by his medical condition was so tragic. Especially because it was a bodily function that was the means to so much pleasure to so many people. This piqued Doctor Travis' interest quite a bit, she'd have to come back to that later.
"Oh I see, so you masturbate as a means to delay the inevitable?" Harry nodded. "Do you enjoy the masturbation sessions?" Harry paused before answering that.
"Sometimes, it never is about the pleasure, it's more about getting the cum out of my body on my terms before my problem does it for me. Often times it's just so routine that I cum and it's like... okay now what?" the room was silent, the three women in front of Harry were all giving him the same empathetic look. Doctor Travis cleared her throat snapping everyone out of their revere.
"Next question, are you a virgin? And by that I include handjobs, blowjobs and all other forms of sexual activity not identified as masturbation." Harry paused, in his head he was thinking about lying, but decided against it.
"Yes, I am a virgin." Harry replied quietly, Doctor Travis was about to reply when Sarah cut in abruptly.
"Really? You have like the biggest cock I've ever seen. How on earth are you a virgin?" Sarah caught herself, but not before she had finished talking. "Sorry, you don't have to answer that." Sarah blushed profusely, Harry smiled a little and Doctor Travis and Monica both chuckled.