Mr. Savage

Mr Savage

The Examination

Mr and Mrs Brown sat in the sterile white office. The furniture was minimalist and functional, a desk and a few chairs all of cold shiny steel. The only decoration that interrupted the stark whiteness of the walls was a row of medical certificates.

Mr Brown studied the one closest to him, it declared that David Savage was a graduate of the London School of Medicine and competent to practise as a doctor. The next certificate indicated that David Savage was competent in general surgery, a further certificate proclaimed Mr Savage to be a specialist in urinary medicine and surgery. Numerous other frames contained certificates and testimonials each assuring the reader that David Savage was fully competent in some area of medicine or surgery.

The Brown’s sat silently, contemplating their own thoughts. Suddenly they were brought back to reality and the stark white office. The door opened and a tall imposing figure in a dazzling white coat entered. Mr Savage was 40 years old, but could have easily passed for younger. His features were refined and pale; he could have easily have been described as handsome. His dark hair was trimmed short but this did not disguise the slight natural curl. He sat at the desk and placed a buff folder flat on it. A simple white label on the top left corner read ‘Kieran Brown – 26.05.88’.

He was confident, and spoke with an air of authority. "Mr and Mrs Brown, I have examined Kieran and I have to tell you he has one of the worst genital infections I have ever seen." Mrs Brown became flushed and clearly embarrassed. Mr Brown was less embarrassed but more concerned for his only son and heir.

"You will forgive me for speaking plainly but the under the circumstances it is necessary. I realised that this is embarrassing for you and your son, and indeed painful for Kieran but the infection should never have been allowed to reach this stage. It is my recommendation that Kieran be circumcised as a matter of urgency in order that I can effectively treat the infection before any damage is done or the infection spreads."

Mr and Mrs Brown were a deep crimson as their faces showed their embarrassment and guilt. It was as a result of their shyness regarding sexual matters that had led to this situation. Neither had ever dared to pull back the foreskin for their infant son and clean beneath. As the boy grew neither father nor mother could bring themselves to speak to the boy about essential male hygiene. Even now they had placed the boy entirely in the hands of Mr Savage. Unable as they were to communicate on any sexual subject it was a wonder that Kieran was ever conceived – he was an only child.

Mr Savage continued "the test results are conclusive, the bacterial infection is highly resistant to antibiotics and urgent intervention is required to prevent damage to the kidneys and other major organs."

Mr and Mrs Brown were fully aware of how they had failed their son but they had resolved to put things right and had found the best and most experienced surgeon they could. Mr Savage had come recommended and was greatly experienced having performed treatments and operations on thousands of boys. No other doctor had Mr Savages reputation or experience in male paediatrics.

"If you give your consent, I will perform the operation myself tomorrow. Kieran can stay here for the pre-operation tests and you can return in the morning. I have scheduled the operation for 10 o'clock. It is a minor procedure, even with the complication of the infection, and will not take long. If you can just sign here." Mr Savage opened the buff folder and turned it around in front of Mr Brown, he handed him a slim gold-plated pen. Without hesitation Mr Brown signed, knowing it was the best he could do for his son.

Pre-op

Kieran woke as the first light of dawn streamed through the window in Mr Savage’s private clinic. It was not the light that had had disturbed his sleep but the pain in his penis. His full bladder had caused an erection despite the pain and the boy knew that worst was to follow. Over the past few months it had become increasingly painful to pass water. Eventually it had become so painful that he had cried out in the bathroom and his mother had been unable to ignore the problem. As soon as she had identified the nature of her son’s problem the matter was passed to his father to deal with. Mr Brown had been tightly, almost viciously, circumcised as an infant so had little knowledge or understanding of the workings of his son’s foreskin covered penis. There were professionals who were better placed to deal with such matters and Kieran was promptly handed over to their care.

Kieran knew that he had to pee but he knew there would be the burning pain. A nurse entered the room. He was young, his white polo shirt and green surgical trousers were baggy on his lean frame. “Good morning Kieran. I think I can guess what you need.” The nurse produced a plastic bottle from the bedside cupboard and pulled back the bedding. Kieran’s gown had risen up during the night and his lower half was exposed. Without comment the nurse took hold of the boys hard penis and pointed it into the bottle. “I know it’s difficult and painful but you have to try, you will feel better after”. The nurse moved the delicate shaft skin unperceivable backwards and fore in an unconscious jerking action. A drip of pee leaked from the inflamed foreskin followed by a steady stream. The boys face contorted in pain and he let out little moans but tried not to show himself up in front of the nurse.

“There now, that’s better”, the nurse said as he flicked the last drips of pee from Kieran’s soft penis. Kieran did feel better and the pain had stopped. “I will be back in a moment to give you your pre-op meds and before you know it will be all over and you will start to feel a lot better”.

The sedative was administered orally and Kieran quickly relaxed. The nurse and a porter moved the sleepy Kieran onto a theatre trolley and he was wheeled to the nearby theatre. In the outer room the nurse and porter rolled Kieran onto a surgical trolley, the porter left. The nurse changed into a surgical gown and scrubbed up. Mr. Savage appeared in the theatre doorway “everything ready Steve?”

“Yes Mr Savage, just the final prep to do and the anaesthesia”.

“Carry on then and bring him in when you are ready.”

Nurse Steve slipped the hospital gown from the near unconscious boy and coated the lower half of his body with an antiseptic solution. Steve worked the brownish liquid into every fold of skin and between the boy’s arse cheeks; he was more thorough than was strictly necessary. He then began the injections, firstly into the main genital nerve above the base of Kieran’s penis, he winced and his face contorted for a few moments then the boy relaxed again. Several more injections followed at key sites – so many injections for such a minor procedure. Finally ready he pushed the boy into the theatre where Mr. Savage was waiting.

The Operation

Mr Savage held the boys penis in his hand and with a little determined pressure pulled back the foreskin, the glans were inflamed and there was some constriction of the foreskin but with the correct treatment circumcision could be avoided.

He knew what he would say, it was not the first time he had given parents bad news in his long and distinguished career. The consent form gave him complete authority to perform medical or surgical treatments, as he deemed necessary. He would tell them that the infection was only a side effect of the real problem that he had discovered during the routine circumcision. Cancer of the penis is aggressive and needs radical surgery to halt its progress. They would be grateful to him for saving their sons life.

He began to perform the unnecessary procedures.

Firstly he worked on the penis, cutting away at skin and tissue until only the urethra and tip of the glans remained. He opened keyhole incisions into the groin to give him more access. Making a small incision between the boy’s legs he stitched the urethra and penis tip into its new position. Kieran would sit to piss from now on.

Next he turned his attention to the testicles. Carefully pulling and smoothing the skin he cut the small sack open. Ensuring that he did not damage them he manipulated each ball back up the tube through which they had descended then sutured then into position in the abdomen. The sperm tubes were re-routed to discharge harmlessly into the bladder. The remaining scrotal skin was used to cover the area where once the boy’s penis had been. Mr. Savage worked quickly and with a skill that only perfect devotion to his work could bring.

Finally he was done, the penis completely removed, the urethra opening reconstructed and the testicles repositioned. The microsurgery techniques pioneered by Mr. Savage would heal quickly and the scars would be invisible. “OK Steve, take him out to recovery and I will go and tell the parents.”

Post Operative Care

Mr Savage had explained to the worried parents the horrific extent of their son’s disease and the extensive work he had done to cure him. They were, as he had predicted, grateful.

Kieran was kept sedated for several days after the operation while the scars healed and the bruises faded. Flesh and muscle meshed together and Kieran’s body adjusted to it’s modified structure. As he recovered and became more aware Mr. Savage had a long talk with him and explained what had been done to him and how this would affect him for the rest of his life. He had already been started on male hormone replacement therapy although his balls were still producing and fully functional in that respect.

Mr. Savage broached the subject of sexual feeling with Kieran and although the boy was shy the doctor was able to find out that the boy was tremendously horny but unable to get relief. He told the boy that nurse Steve would be in soon to chat to him about it. Mr. Savage knew that Steve was nearer Kieran’s age and he would be able to talk to him about such delicate matters where as he still felt embarrassed by the distinguished surgeon.

The nurse had cared for Kieran before and after the operation and knew every inch of his body. When Steve came into the room and sat on the bed next to Kieran he was not surprised. Neither did he move to cover himself when Steve pulled back the sheet leaving him naked. Steve lightly ran his hand over the dark patch of skin where his penis had once been, now smooth and hairless. He teased the small pink piss lips between his legs; all that remained of his glans.

“I am just so horny all the time Steve, I want to jerk off but, but, tears of frustration came to Kieran’s eyes.”

“It’s OK Kieran I understand, let me help you."

Steve stood up and quickly removed his clothes. His penis was already hard and throbbing. It was eight inches long and thick – massively thick; cut so tightly that the shaft skin was taught and smooth, the huge helmet was glossy and purple, the piss lips pulled slightly apart by the tension of the shaft skin. Some of Mr Savages best work.

Steve took hold of boy’s legs and lifted them to rest on his shoulders. He applied the little lubrication to the boy’s anus and slipped a finger inside. This was quickly joined by the second and a third. There was little resistance, Kieran opened willingly. He squirmed with pleasure and moaned. Steve withdrew his fingers and pressed his bloated bell-end to the relaxed hole. Large though it was it slid in and was welcomed by Kieran. He felt the pressure on his prostrate gland immediately and knew that this was the only way he would be be able to gain any sexual relieve in the future. As Steve pistoned his rigid cock in and out of the boy’s hole Kieran orgasmed repeatedly almost passing out with pleasure and relief. He remembered the pleasure he got form jerking off before the operation but this was different. The feelings were no longer concentrated in his genitals but throughout his body. As he no longer had to wait for his penis to be hard he continued to ‘cum’ over and over again as long as he was stimulated. Finally Steve shot his load deep inside the boy, the creamy jizz filling the plugged hole and seeping back out to dribble down over the soft white cheeks forming a damp patch on the bed.

Mr Savage entered the room just as Steve’s soft cock slipped from the boys gapping hole. "I see you are feeling better Kieran" he was unable to reply but nodded blissfully. Mr Savage removed his one-piece green surgical gown exposing his 10 inch penis. Steve knelt before him and took the glans into his mouth, his jaw well practiced to open wide enough to take it’s size. He sucked expertly and the Doctor quickly reached full erection. Pulling his spit coated cock from the nurse's mouth he placed it at Kieran’s already battered fuck hole. With one long thrust he entered the boy and began rhythmic, full length strokes. Kieran immediately responded to the stimulation. Mr Savage had ‘inside’ knowledge of his anatomy and aimed his thrusts to give maximum stimulation. Kieran moaned, lost in the ecstasy of repeated, prolonged climax.

As Mr Savage pumped his spunk into the boys fuck chute he smiled with self-satisfaction. The operation had been a complete success. He had created another cock slut who would constantly craved the satisfaction of being fucked.

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