Penis Reduction Seduction Ch. 01

"How's Nate settling in at the college?" Zoe asked as she passed her new friend and neighbor a mug of coffee. Dr Zoe Monroe had been a little shocked when she looked out of her kitchen window to see two huge black men on the lawn just 2 months back. As it turned out those two men were father and son and had just moved into the house right next door.

"He's doing ok I guess. That's kind of why I came by." Tiara Jones replied. Growing up where she did, Zoe had never really had any black friends. Not that she considered herself to be racist in any way, but she had heard stories or other white people in her town giving their opinions on other races, and when she had gotten to know Tiara she couldn't help but notice just how normal and like her, she seemed. The two of them hit it off straight away, gossiping about the other neighbors and these little coffee visits seemed to happen every few days.

"He's just not quite been himself of late. He keeps locking himself away in that room of his for hours on end and seems to be miserable..." Tiara continued.

"Well moving to a new school and town is stressful for anyone. Maybe he is just shy and missing his home," Zoe interjected.

"Trust me. If there is one thing that Nate isn't, then it's shy...Besides, I asked him what was wrong and that he didn't seem himself and told me to just leave him alone and that he was fine. His Dad went to talk to him and he told Jamal that he was just a little depressed or something...Anyway, that's why I came by. I wanted to ask, seeing as you are a doctor and al, if you would maybe have a talk with him?"

"Well, I guess I could see him. But we would need to make it an official appointment at my office. And I have to warn you that I won't be able to discuss anything that Nate tells me with yourself. I take Doctor-Patient privilege very seriously." Zoe said sternly. She didn't normally like taking on friends as patients, but she knew that a new town could be a lonely place and she wanted Tiara and her family to know they weren't alone.

"Of course. It will be enough just to know that he is being taken care of from a professional. Thank you Zoe, you're a good friend! He doesn't normally go to the doctors, but maybe we can get my Husband in for a check-up at some stage too. He's not exactly getting any younger." She added smiling.

"Wel,l I'll sort out an appointment for Nate and give you a call with the details. And maybe we can get that old man of yours in for a routine check-up in a few weeks time. Put your mind to ease." She laughed.

Picturing Jamal, Tiara's husband, Zoe thought the last thing you would consider him to be was old. Sure he was in his mid-forties, like Tiara, and he shaved his head bald and had the odd grey hair in his goatee. But he still had the fresh face and physique of a 20s something bodybuilder. 'He could pass as the 18-year-old Nate's Big Brother' Zoe had thought to herself when they all first got introduced to one and other. One time when the Jones family were out in their yard having a BBQ and enjoying the sun, Zoe couldn't help but stare at the two black men's bodies from her Kitchen window, debating with herself which one of the muscular giants was in better shape. A debate that was cut short when Tiara had seen her at the window and invited her out to join them.

Zoe herself was no slouch in the body department. The 29-year-old had been a keen and talented gymnast in her school days, but the older she got the more curves she started developing. The other gymnasts seemed to stay petite and slim, where Zoe filled out year by year. She kept in great shape, but her 32F-24-35 body on her 5ft 2-inch frame meant she struggled to reach her potential. Finally giving up on her gymnastics dream and shifting her focus to becoming a Physician. A decade later and her strict fitness routine and the fact that she has yet to have any children has meant that her body has remained pretty much in the same incredible shape. Causing her husband to tease her that if they ever hit hard times, it was good to know that they have the fallback of her strippers body to rake in some extra cash.

"Honey I'm Home! Where's my stripper?" Barry shouted, as he always did when he got back.

"In the Kitchen Barry," Zoe replied, embarrassed.

"Stripper?" Laughed Tiara.

"Just a longstanding joke he has," Zoe said, rolling her eyes.

"Don't mind me, I'm just on the way back to make the guys dinner. Thanks again Zoe, I appreciate it. Nice seeing you Barry...enjoy the strip show," Tiara smiled as she made her way out. She wondered what Zoe saw in him. He was a nice man, but he was nothing to look at. Short. Chubby. Thin combed over hair that desperately failed in hiding his bald patch. Thick milk bottle glasses.

In truth, Zoe had found Professor Barry Monroe to be brilliant. He had tutored at her university, and she instantly found him to be highly intelligent, kind and charming. Back ten years ago, he had even had a flat stomach and a full head of hair. It wasn't love at first sight, but with his maturity and stature, she had considered him to be a man amongst boys when she was at college and just 19. The two of them married two years later and had been living reasonably happy and contented lives ever since. Except that no matter what they tried, Zoe couldn't conceive a child. After months of treatment and investigating, they discovered that the problem lay with Barry's low sperm count. They talked about all their options, and in the end, they agreed that they were just going to keep trying until they turned 30 and 40 respectively, and then if they had no luck, they were going to adopt. And with both of them just 1 year away, it seemed more and more likely that they would be adopting.

"Ready to show me that hot body of yours?" Barry teased, as he kissed his wife on the cheek.

"God Barry, you are so embarrassing. What will Tiara think?"

"Oh please, where they come from I'm sure they've seen and heard a lot worse than that!" He retorted.

"Don't start that racist crap again, I warned you about that."

"I'm just teasing. Like you teasing me with that body of yours. Come on...I've got a wallet full of dollar bills," He tickled his wife's sides.

"Dollar bills? You cheeky sod...You better go to the ATM and get some real money, because this girls body is for high-end clients only" She teased back, unbuttoning the top two buttons on her blouse.

"Jesus Zoe, empty the bank accounts just get your ass upstairs." He said, tossing her his wallet and grabbing her by the hand.

Zoe lay frustrated on the bed wondering why she always allows herself to get so worked up. It seemed to her the more she played along with his little stripper talk role playing, the less her husband was able to control himself.

"6.07pm!" She thought to herself, looking at the clock and thinking about how she knew that her husband always got home at 6 pm on the dot each day. "3minutes of talking. 2 minutes to get naked and into bed. 1 minute of 'ecstasy'. And another minute of out of breath sweating and telling me how great I am."

She rolled her eyes in frustration, as her husband lay naked beside her. She couldn't help but notice how his stomach fat made it difficult for her to see his penis these days. "Not that it was ever very big, to begin with," She told herself. She had only ever been intimate with her husband, so had no real comparison when it came to sex, but she had examined many men and couldn't help but notice that a majority of them seemed to be quite a bit longer and plumper than her husband. 'One inappropriate man even got an erection and must have been as big as 6 or 7 inches!' She remembered to herself.

"Not that size matters. It's love that makes it special." She told herself, turning to kiss her husband. "That was great honey" She lied.

"Your four fifteen is here, Doctor." The receptionist said from the doorway.

"Thanks Claire, send him in," Zoe said, keen to get her last appointment done with so she could get home.

"Hi Nate, please close the door behind you and come and take a seat," She smiled as the giant man walked into her office. Nate Jones might have only been 18 years old, but he certainly wasn't built like no kid. He was tall at 6ft 3, but it was his physique that stood out the most about. The Linebacker for the local University, he was built like a bodybuilder. He wasn't too unpleasant to look at either, Zoe thought, scanning his face and noticing that he looked nervous.

"So how are you Nate?" She asked with a warm and yet concerned smile once he had sat down.

"I'm alright, I guess." He replied, not making eye contact with his neighbor.

"Well your mother has told me that you might be feeling a little depressed or stressed and I just..."

"No, I'm ok. I'm not depressed. Listen this was a bad idea coming here." Nate interrupted, making as if he was about to leave.

"Nate, whatever is troubling you I can assure you that I will try my very best to help you deal with it. And you don't ever have to worry about your parents or anyone else finding out about anything you wish to discuss here with me." She got up off her chair and walked over to Nate, placing her hand on his muscular shoulder. "What happens between a Doctor and the patient stays between the Doctor and the Patient. Please sit down." She added, as Nate made eye contact with his neighbour for the first time, before sitting back down.

"It's embarrassing," He said, looking away again.

"Everyone gets embarrassed sharing their problems with the Doctor. I can assure you, I've heard and seen it all before. It's what I do. And if there is a problem, I will help you!" She pleaded. "Please Nate, just let me help you." She added.

"Well, if you must know. I think I would like to get...a reduction."

"A reduction?" She asked confused.

"Yeah, you know...A reduction!" He replied lowering his eyes for a second.

"I'm sorry Nate, you are going to have to be a bit more specific." The Doctor countered, wondering if he was talking about his height or his muscles.

"Fuck Sakes," Nate said frustrated and embarrassed by what he was about to say. Then after a few second of silence between the two, he finally said it.

"I would like to get my cock reduced!" He spat out.

"Your what?" Zoe said stunned. She had heard the term 'cock' before from some of her crude friends, but she had never used it and even though she knew what he said it somehow still didn't register what he was truly meaning.

"My Dick. My Junk. I want to get it reduced. In Size." He spelled out.

"Your Penis. You want to get your Penis reduced in size. Sorry, I didn't quite grasp what you were saying." She stuttered. "Well that's definitely new," She added without really thinking.

"I thought you've heard it all from the patients." Nate said laughing, trying to find some comedy in all of this.

"Well, you certainly have me there," She laughed back. "I'm sorry Nate, I just wasn't expecting that. I've never had anyone with this 'ailment' before. Quite the opposite in fact."

"Why exactly do you feel like you want to get a 'penis reduction'?" She asked, genuinely curious as to why any man would want a smaller one.

"I don't feel like I want one. I feel like I need to get one. It's just ruining everything," He replied.

"How so?" The doctor continued to poke.

"It gets in the way when I am playing sports!" Nate Stated.

"It gets in the way?" Zoe asked, trying to picture how a penis could possibly cause so much trouble.

"Yes! I can feel it bouncing about. Sometimes it will fall out the bottom of my underwear or shorts. Sometimes I can feel my testicles being crushed between my legs. I can't reach my potential as a footballer and athlete if I am forever worried about things popping out or my balls being crushed!"

"I see. And you feel that you have above average sized testicles also?" Dr Monroe asked, struggling once again to picture any scenario were a penis and a set of testicles could cause any athlete much difficulty.

"Yes!" Nate sighed deeply with what he was about to say next.

"It's not just the sports. My girlfriends have all been scared to get intimate with me whenever they've seen my junk. It's frustrating as hell. And to make matter worse..." He paused, too embarrassed to say it.

"To make matter worse?" Zoe asked after Nate's hesitation.

"I can't control myself!" He added.

"Well, premature ejaculation is a common issue for a lot of men, especially those who are so young and inexperienced." The doctor answered. 'And the not so young' She thought to herself thinking of her Husband.

"No, I don't mean that. I mean I need to cum 3, 4, 5 times a day." He looked up to see his neighbour and Doctor almost staring opened mouth at his comments. He had found Zoe Monroe to be sexy from the moment he set eyes on her. She might be only 29, but to him, she seemed almost like those white MILFs you find in porn. Her curves belonged on a pornstar, and her gorgeous face belonged on a magazine model. Her thick wavy brown shoulder length hair and green eyes. Those wet moist kissable lips. She was an 18 year olds wet dream.

"Well it's not unusual for a young man to want to ejaculate multiple times in a day," She replied, turning a little crimson at the discussion.

"No, again I don't want to ejaculate 5 times a day. I need to! My balls just produce too much sperm, my balls start to ache if I don't cum enough."

Zoe sat in shock for a few seconds trying to compute exactly what her young neighbour was telling her. She thought back to her own husband, his smaller sized penis and the little dribble of sperm samples he had given when they were testing his sperm count. And yet here was a man who's penis was 'too big' and who's balls produced too much sperm!

"Hello...Doctor?" Nate asked.

"Right. Sorry. I was just thinking." She snapped back.

"I think the first thing I will need to do before we discuss how to proceed is to examine the problem." She said, as she pulled a curtain across one half of the room.

"If you would like to just pop behind the curtain and take your pants off." She told him. The same thing that she had told a hundred male patients before, but maybe for the first time Doctor Zoe Monroe was genuinely curious to see her patients Penis. Genuinely excited by the prospect of seeing those testicles.

She put on a pair of gloves and felt some anticipation run through her body. Silence fell behind the curtain, telling her that the kid who lived next door was ready. "Are you ready for me?" she asked.

"As ready as I'm ever going to be I guess," He answered sounding nervous.

"Oh!" Zoe said, half disappointed to see he was still wearing his underwear, and half in surprise at the size of the bulge that they seemed to be hiding. "I meant for you to take your underwear off also," she added, struggling to take her eyes off the bulge to make eye contact with Nate.

"Right, of course." Nate said, looking back at his 'Milf' neighbour and noticing her eyes had dropped back down towards his bulge. He slowly started to push the waistband of his underwear down, and as the root of his thick black cock appeared he noticed Zoe's eyes widen a little.

"Oh my!" Zoe gasped in amazement. The slow unveiling of the giant black penis seemed to go on for an eternity until about 9 inches the head finally sprang loose and bobbed up and back down where it hang freely and heavily down his thigh towards his knee.

"Well I can certainly see why it could cause you difficulties," Zoe said as she took a step forward and lowered her head slightly to inspect it further. "Can I ask, does it get much bigger or smaller than it appears now?" She added without once taking her eyes off it.

"It never gets any smaller than it is now. And it gets longer and thicker when I'm aroused."

"Oh my!" She said again, at the prospect of it getting bigger. 'The thing is nearly as long as my forearm and thicker than my wrist as it is' she thought. "How long does it get when it's erect?" She asked.

"I can't say I've ever measured it" Nate Lied. Hoping his Doctor might want to take some measurements herself.

Zoe was half tempted to ask Nate to get hard for her. She wanted to measure how big he got. Mostly she just wanted to see what it looked like!

"I'm just going to lift your penis so that I can inspect your testicles." Doctor Monroe said, as lowered herself to her knees in front of her new best friends black kid. She didn't even wait for him to reply or say that it was ok. She slowly raised her hand up towards his penis and slowly wrapped her fingers around his shaft. the first thing she noticed was how her fingers and thumb didn't even meet back up. The second thing was just how heavy and plump this thing was. 'That's a lot of meat' she thought to herself as lifted it up a little.

Underneath the sight was just as impressive. Two huge Testicles each the size of oranges hung low in a giant scrotum. 'These things must produce so much semen. No wonder he needs to empty them so often' She thought. She looked back at the giant piece of meat in her hand, as she could have sworn she felt Nate's heart beat through the giant vein that crisscrossed down his shaft.

"I'm just going to inspect your testicles now Nate," She told him, whilst her hand was already cupping one of his massive balls. The whole testicle seemed to fit perfectly in her cupped hand, and she involuntarily gave both the testicle and the plump penis in her other hand a gentle squeeze.

"Amazing." She said out loud without really thinking. She moved her hand to the other testicle, cupping it and giving that giant orange like ball another couple of light squeezes. Admiring the weight of it in her hand she began to compare it to her husbands testicles. 'These could get a thousand girls pregnant' She thought to herself.

The sight of his sexy next door neighbour on her knees and acting in such awe at the sight and feel of his cock and balls was too much for Nate to handle. He could feel his cock begin to fill with blood.

"Oh My!" Doctor Monroe said for a third time, as she snapped out of her trance at the feeling of her fingers being pulled further apart. She couldn't help but bite her bottom lip and she wanted nothing more than to see this beautiful penis fully erect, but she just managed to hang on to her professionalism.

"That's fine for now, Nate. Why don't you put your clothes back on and we'll talk about where we go from here." Her struggle was real. She glanced up into his eyes and then back down to his rapidly expanding thick penis. And it was only then that she realised she was still holding it.

"Excuse me," She said, clearing her voice and letting go off it. She turned and went back to her desk. Completely flushed she felt her face was almost burning up, but she soon realised that it was only a fraction caused by embarrassment, the true cause was the fact that she had never been so turned on or horny in all her life.

"So what do you think Doctor? Am I good case for having the reduction?" Nate said returning to his chair.

"Well, it's certainly...I mean you are certainly larger in that department than the average man. Or any man I've ever seen as a matter of fact." She stumbled with her words, not really knowing the direction she was taking.

"However the little I know about such procedures, and I will have to further investigate on the topic, is that they can be very complicated and should only be taken as a last resort. So I would like for us to try and work through some of your problems and if we don't have success we can talk about sitting down with an expert in the penis reduction field and seeing what they have to say."

"Alright, how are we going to do that?" Nate enquired.

"Well the way I see it, we have three issues that we need to solve. First, we need for you to feel comfortable and secure enough, down there, to be able to play sports." She said, looking down at his crotch and noticing the bulge through his jeans.