After my birthday party i got a chance to talk to my mom about my problem. She said it was no big deal. I was a teen now, and that meant i was becoming adolescent. All boys went through it. She said it would only last for a short time but she scheduled me for doctors appointment anyway.

As i was a big boy of thirteen, i had to take the bus to my doctor's appointment alone. I found the clinic easily by the address. It was in a big building and Dr Schlesinger was on the 5th floor. I saw the sign that read Male Adolescent Medicine as soon as i stepped out of the elevator. They seemed to be expecting me because one of the nurses at the front desk knew my name even before i even told her. She lead me to the examining room and weighed me and took my temperature.

She asked me some questions about my symptoms like had i felt anything come out of my pecker. She meant except pee. It was embarrassing how she just talked to me about my genitals. Your not supposed to talk about yourself down there. I blushed when she had me describe my dreams. When she asked about my wet pajamas i got so ashamed of myself. Tears got in my eyes. Then the nurse tried to be kind to me and make me feel better about myself. She put her her hand on my cheek and said i was just a boy. "All boys get filthy at your age", she goes. "That's why your mom sent you to us". But that didn't make me feel all that very much better. Then she told me to take all my clothes off and get up on the examining table. "Even your dirty underwear!" She made a point of saying that out loud as she opened the door to leave. As i was getting naked i was blushing all over and tears were running down my cheeks. Being a boy is disgusting. I was hoping it would go away soon.

When the nurse returned Dr Schlesinger was with her. The doctor was even younger than my mom and i could see that she had big tits .. even bigger than Karen's. You could see them there in her uniform. I was in a total state, naked on the table for the whole world to see my genitals. And just to make things worse my pecker decided to get swollen.

Dr Schlesinger made me lay down on the table face up and the nurse put a pillow under my head. She squeezed my pecker in her hand and made the nipple come out. Then she squeezed the oval thingy in the pouch under my pecker and it gave me a really sharp pain. To the nurse she goes "Jake is really ripe, we need to do it today," and to me she goes "We found your problem, honey" and she squeezes the thingy again even harder. Ouch! Ouch! Then they both leave the room.

A short while later the nurse returns with a box and starts laying out instruments on the side table. I'm getting very nervous. I didn't know it was going to be this big of a deal. I just though they were going to give me pills or something. I ask the nurse what they are going to do and she just says, "Don't worry this is the only part that hurts". Then she gives me a shot and another one with a very long needls in my genitals. Right away things got super clear in my mind and my body felt kind of like i wasn't in it. The nurse spread some of cream that was like beaten egg whites all over my genitals. She goes, "You've gotten a bit fuzzy down here, we have to shave all of that off of you". I didn't tell you about that part because i was ashamed of it. Anyway the nurse shaved it all off and wiped me clean. I looked down and saw that i sure looked better but my stupid pecker was still swollen way up and wouldn't go down.

Dr Schlesinger came back in then and goes lets see if he's ready. She grabbed the thingy under my pecker and squeezed it again. It was funny i could feel her rolling it around with her fingers and how hard she was squeezing, but it didn't hurt at all. "He's ready," she says to the nurse. She held out her hand and the nurse puts something that looked like a butter knife in it. Now this is where it gets really weird. She ran that thing down the middle of the pouch under my pecker and cut it open. It didn't hurt at all. It just felt cold and sent a shiver through my body.

Then the doctor started rubbing my pecker. She made a circle with her fingers and pushed down over my pecker and it stuck in and out the other side of her fingers. She kept doing that for a long time and let me tell you it totally felt strange; but not strange, bad but strange good. She did it real fast and my pecker was really swelling a lot and poking up tall and stiff like a stick. I was blushing all over and Dr Schlesinger was looking at me with this warm smile that i didn't understand. I think she knew what i was going through.

To the nurse she says, "Jake is a 4". The nurse opens a cellophane package that was labeled with a big #4. It looked like a glass tube. She put something that looked like sticky egg yolk around one end of the tube and stuck some kind of rubber plug in it and hands it to the doctor. Dr Schlesinger pushed the tube over my swollen pecker. She pulled a plunger on the other end and my pecker was sucked further into the tube. I could see it sticking in there and remember how red and swollen the nipple looked.

Now the doctor stuck her finger in the hole she had made in my genitals. She actually pulled the thingy she called my problem out of it and squeezed it up in her fist. She signaled something to the nurse who ran that butter knife over it and something popped out. About then i stopped looking down there and closed my eyes. But i could still feel it. She was pulling on my problem, tugging on it and i felt her squeeze it hard and tug, and tug again. Then i lost it, i really lost it. I peed. But it was more like i was squirting out something hot and wonderful. That's right wonderful; because it felt really good. I mean really really good, and every time she tugged on my problem, i squirted more pee. I opened my eyes and looked down there. I saw my problem hooked in her fingers and it was like way far away from my body. Then she grimaced and looked at me and yanked on my problem really really violently. Something in my tummy snapped. My problem came away with a slimy cord attached. I felt a strong twinge way up inside me and I squirted a lot more pee in the tube. She threw my problem in a pan on the side table. She gave me that warm smile again and said, "We're half way there honey".

Dr Schlesinger slid the tube off of my pecker which was already getting better. She held it up for the nurse to see and pointed the measuring rings and and said, "Jake almost made a 4". I could see my pee in it but it didn't look yellow like pee should. It was white like cold cream. "You did good, Jake" she says to me and leaves the room holding the tube. The nurse put a warm wet cloth on my genitals and gave me another shot. She told me to rest, then she left me alone. I must have dozed off because i cant remember anything for a while.

I woke up with an awful headache and a bad pain in my genitals. Dr Schlesinger was standing over me and says "Hello, sleepy head ... how do you feel?" "Awful," I said. About then the nurse gives me another shot and the one with the long needle in my genitals. Quick as a wink that clear feeling returned and I'm gone out of my body. Not a minute too soon. The doctor says to me, "We got to do the other side, then you'll be fixed." Shucks i didn't even know i had two sides down there. Right away she grabs my pecker and starts rubbing it like she did before. She gives me that warm smile again. "Lets do the dirty again, Jake" she says.

Dr Schlesinger caught my eye looking at her tits. I dont know why i looked at them ... maybe it was because she was so close ... or what she said about being dirty. But then the doctor did something that was totally, how should i put it, unexpected. She opened her uniform and there were her bare tits. Wow she could really nurse a hungry baby with those. They had nipples and everything. I wondered if they had given her a baby, and if not, i sure wanted to be it. Oh boy and my pecker was swelling up again and sticking straight up. She started with the rubbing with her fingers in a loop again ... faster and faster. I knew it was a dirty feeling down there but i totally loved it. A little pee leaked out of me. Dr Schlesinger wiped it wither her finger and then wiped it on her tit nipple. Oh my fucking god. Then she goes, "Let's tray a 5 tube this time ... I think the 4 was binding him a bit."

So they did the same procedure again just like the first time, with the nurse preparing the bigger tube this time and the doctor slipping it over my dick and sucking it up in the tube. She put her finger in my pouch and felt around; and, by George, there was another problem in there. She pulled it out. The nurse sliced it open, like she had before, and my other problem popped out for all to see. This time I watched as she gently hooked the googie thing between her fingers and gently pull it out as far out as it would go. Then she starts tugging on it making tight and pull on something up in my tummy. I could feel every tug, but it didn't hurt. It made my heart beet real fast and i was flushing all over again. She started tugging harder and harder and i started squirting the wonderful hot pee again. Squirt after squirt while i stared at her tits. You could see my squirts going into the glass tube. She pulled even harder and the twinges up in my belly were stronger and stronger and the squirts were longer and longer. She was looking at me with that warm smile that i couldn't understand and once in a while glancing at the glass tube. You could see it was filling up. She kept doing it for a long time and the twinges were getting almost like sharp pains and then i wasn't squinting any more. The nurse said, "Dr Schlesinger!" with a worried tone. The the doctor said, "Ok, Ok, I see it", and yanked my problem violently and it came away. It really did hurt this time. When she pulled the cord all the way out there was something attached to it that i didn't see on the other problem. It looked like a big slimy gob of that stuff in glass tube but it was still pulsating like the heart i had seen in dog that had gotten hit by a car. The doctor examined it closely... then looked at me, and then tossed my other problem with its pulsating whatever it in the pan. She said with a little chuckle, "Hhaa, Don't worry Jake," you wont be needing that part any more.

After Dr Schlesinger left with the glass tube, the nurse put something on the hole in my pouch and something all over it that made it shrink up and go up tight to my tummy like it was when i was a little boy. She gave me some pills and told me to take them every day till the bottle was empty and some other ones that i was supposed to take if i felt any pain in my genitals. She said, "Get dressed and go home but stop by and see doctor Schlesinger before you leave."

When i came into the doctors office she had the tubes with my cold cream like pee sitting on her desk only now they had a labels on them. I could see my moms name typed on it. Dr Schlesinger said, "You did real good Jake, your mom should be proud of you." I didn't know what she was talking about, but then i seldom know what grown ups are talking about. She said, "You're all fixed now. You wont be having any more dirty boy feeling."

She handed me one of the tubes and kind of stammered, "I .. I ... I'm obligated to get you to sign your ... your ... your dirtiness here." She handed me one of the tubes and pointed at a line on it. "Did your mother explain about this?" "No," i said. "Well, well, you need to understand ... you need be voluntary ... you should just sign them". She put the pen in my hand. It scared me the way she had changed, she was all different now. I hesitated. "Didn't you mom give you a check for me?", she asked. Yes she had. I pulled the check out of my pocket and handed it to her. "Yes that's fine," she said. "Now if you will just sign that this is your sperm donation, you can go home." She put the pen in my hand again. I hesitated. "What is a sperm donation?" i asked sheepishly.

"Oh my, oh my, Jake" your mom was suppose to teach you about sex. "Sex!" i blurted out. "Yes, Jake, SEX," then Dr Schlesinger continued in a stern voice. "I pulled all the dirty sex out of you and now we have these left over ... for the babies" she pointed at the tubes with my pee. "Babies?" i whine, "What does it have to do with babies?" Dr Schlesinger just sat back in her chair and looked embarrassed. "Just sign it Jake! ... go home and ask your mom ... but if you don't sign I'll have to throw it out," she indicated the tubes with my pee. "You have to have done this voluntarily," she was getting angry. I was confused ... tears came to my eyes and my stomach was all butterflies like when my mom gets mad at me. I didn't know what to do or even what she wanted me to do.

Dr Schlesinger got up from her desk and came over and sat beside me on the sofa. She seemed gentle now. She wasn't mad anymore. She put her hand on my leg and kind of patted. "Jake, honey, do you know how your sister got started growing in your mom's belly a couple of years ago?". "Yes i do" i said in the same calm way she was talking to me. "She went to the Birth Authority and they issued her a certificate so that she could grow Connie in her tummy," I said. "I love Connie so much now" i felt compelled to tell her. "My mom grew wonderful children ... she always tells me that."

"Yes she does, yes she does," the doctor cooed. "But Jake, it is not as simple as that. Just like a flower is planted in the ground with a seed, so too a baby had to be plated in your mom to grow a baby. Now think Jake, where do baby seeds come from". She looked over at the tubes holding my cold cream pee. I looked too. "FROM MY PEE", I blurted out. Dr Schlesinger nodded. She gave me a minute for this revelation to sink in. "But honey, its not pee, its baby seeds" She opened one of the tubes and stuck a slender stick in the stuff. It was stringy and wanted to stay in the tube, but the doctor got some on the stick and pulled it out and wiped it on a glass slide. "Come here Jake, i want to show you something." I followed her into the lab where she put the slide under a microscope, not like the one that i played with at home, but a much bigger one. She turned on the light and adjusted the the focus, then stepped back and said "Take a look." I did. I saw zillions of things wiggling. They looked like the polliwogs in the pond in autumn after the frogs were croaking all night. I looked up astonished. "Those are your baby seeds, Jake" she said and she had a smug look on her face. "Wow!" I said, "Those came out of me?" "Yes they did," she said, "we had to force them out." "We took all of them, Jake. Then we fixed you so that you wont ever be able to grow any more."

Dr Schlesinger raised her eye brow and looked at me like my mom does after she whipped me with the belt and then asked me if i was ever going to do it again. Suddenly i felt like i was being punished. "What did i do wrong?" i whimpered. "Your a boy, You know what you were doing, your mom told me all about it," she said in a stern voice. "But don't fret yourself about it now ... all boys have to be fixed. Some sooner than others. You were a sooner. You will behave yourself now and we have all your baby seeds her for safe keeping. Some day, if you turn out ok, they might get planted in a mom." She reached over and handed me the tubes with my ... with my baby seeds in them .. and the pen. Again she pointed at the blank line on the label. I looked puzzled. "Don't you know how to sign something, Jake". I was confused and didn't know what she wanted me to do. Finally she said, "Just write your name and your moms last name on the line, honey." I did it. Dr Schlesinger looked very pleased. "Now go home." She picked up my baby seeds and walked out of the lab.

So that was that. That was how i grew up last summer and stopped being a dirty boy. That is how i peed out my baby seeds and will never have to do it again. But i want to do it again. I want to do it again and again. I want to do it again because that is the only thing that will get rid of this empty feeling i have inside.

PS: I turned this into my teacher for the story of my summer vacation, but she rejected it and told me to write about something else. She had written, "We don't talk or write about sex" across the top of the paper. Oh well, i wrote my paper about our trip to the river and got an A+.