trouser arouser

After being coaxed into going to a doctor for a routine checkup,

more tests were ordered, and I was given the diagnosis of a rare disease.

I was pretty distraught for a while, waiting outside the clinic until it closed up, and then I doused it with gasoline and burned the place down.

I feel much better now, and set off for a night of folly.

My first stop was a bar in which I seduce a somewhat obese yet frail soul desparate for some sweet attention from a handsome stud like myself.

I love it when a woman begs me to roll her over and give her more.

An intimate encounter with me more often than not leaves most non virgins satisfied but sore for several days after, upon which time my cell phone will be ringing off the hook for more nighttime action.

But my illness of a shrinking member greatly disturbs me, as I plan for my future.  My most recent score left me somewhat humiliated, when she teased, 'is that all you have got?'

I said I was going to get some ice to cool our wine bottle,
and disdainfully never came back.

I sleep alone now, my organ is no longer visible, I will begin to urinate out of my naval, after doctors perform emergency surgury, to reroute my bladder just before my membership expires and leaves me no way to pee.

I pulled the M.D. close to me and whispered, "thank you" I am sorry about the clinic"

Not legally a confession, but she knew full well, based on her unpleasant expression, I guess, that is not the best idea before going under the knife.

When I awoke, I was terribly sore and it was not possible to think about touching any part of myself

but after several hours, I came to the conclusion that the operation was not as planned, as I did not seem to find a hole for urination coming from my naval, and so I began exploring my male member, to discover something quite large.  

The room, I noticed, did not appear to be the same one that I had started in.  But not only that, I somehow felt that I was not even in the same city.  Snow was on the ground when I checked myself in, and now I could swear I heard Peacocks, of all things, and a rich humid air was coming in through the open window.

I tried to get up but the pain was to terribly excruciating for a man to take.

I slowly began massaging and daintily rubbing my penis.  My Penis? I have a Penis!,, Holy Jeremiah, whats this, I have another!

That crazy doctor is probably laughing behind the half mirror in this observation room,  I take the covers off and begin to remove the stitches when two male nurses enter the room, grab and restrain my arms with straps.  
Female chuckles are heard emenating from behind the mirror.

I doze off to a restless sleep as the injection spreads from my arm where the nurse jabbed me.

I don't know, how much time has passed, looking around, sober, night is entering through a window, frogs chirp madly outside.

I get up from a straw mat, push the mosquito netting aside, and look around the straw hut that i am in.

I open the bearskin entry flap to observe a full moon and two white women dressed in native garb

My stitches have taken hold and I remove my loincloth to observe my two erect penises lurching towards the women who have removed their dresses and their lips were reaching out trying to suck my members inside.  
It was a bit of a geometrical puzzle at first attempt to gain entry to both sheaths, but shortly I was able to do so with great satisfaction, sealing our encounter with an enourmous orgasm, showering the flowers with much seminal doses.

Later, I learned that I was continuing a familial line of a wealthy family, whose offspring's existances were tragically cut short in a dual hang gliding accident.

Brought to this strange polynesian Isle, I was the selected candidate to carry the transplanted organs of procreation, along with the two volunteers.

Life as a Sultan of this small island has its perks.

No, there are no cars, but the coconuts are a-plenty, and the food is superb.  The temperate 73 degree year round climate can not be criticized.

Oh, excuse me, but the native polynesian maid has just caught my complete attention.

Must be the raging hormones of two twenty something penis's riding in my trousers.

gotta go...