This story is fiction. It's about forced gay sex. If it's not to your liking look for something that is. All characters are fictitious and are at least 21 years of age.
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Brian Pettit was 45 years of age when he went to his doctor for his annual well-care physical. Brian was living the good life, having retired at the early age of 42 after some great investments, and dating many beautiful women since retirement. He was not in any hurry at all to remarry, though, and that seemed to be the reason none of his relationships lasted very long. His first wife left him for another man and his second wife passed away suddenly about five years previous to now. So he was alone in his big beautiful house free to do as he pleased without answering to anyone.
Brian's physical went very well and even the doctor said he was in great health. He was given some scripts for blood work and was told he would get a copy of the reports in a few days. All seemed fine and neither of them expected anything wrong.
The doctor's office called three days later and the young lady on the other end told him that the doctor wanted to see him right away. No reason was given but there was concern in Brian's mind that something must be wrong, and fortunately he was able to get in to see the doctor that afternoon.
"Brian," the doctor said to him as he sat in a chair in an examination room, "your PSA test came back a bit high."
"What's a PSA test?" Brian asked. "Is it serious?"
"A PSA test, or the Prostate-Specific Antigen, is a test that determines if there is anything going on with the prostate. A level of 4.0 is the cutoff line and whenever it is above 4.0 we feel there could be something amiss. Your level is 4.5 and even though it's not that high I would like you to get checked out by a urologist to see if it's cancerous. After we see the results we'll go from there. Often it is just an indication that the prostate is a bit large. But we'll see what the urologist comes up with. If it is cancerous at least we caught it early and it is very treatable. Prostate cancer is one of the most common and most treatable forms of cancers in a man."
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Brian's biopsy tests at the urologist showed that cancer was evident in a small degree and after discussions on what to do he decided to have the gland removed. After all, at age 45 he still had a great deal of his life ahead of him and since he wasn't planning to make any babies anymore he figured he would just have the gland removed to ensure the cancer was gone. His doctor explained that it was possible to lose maybe 3/4 inch off the length of his 7 inch cock (erect) and that might even grow back in due time. He also said that recovery would take about six weeks and that when the six week period was up he would be free to do whatever he desired.
"Another thing, Brian, you won't be producing any sperm anymore," the doctor said. "You'll still have the sensation of an orgasm but you won't be able to ejaculate anymore."
"You mean that I can still cum but I won't have the mess to clean up anymore?"
"That's right. The best of both worlds," the doctor said. "And let me tell you something else, off the record. I see a lot of penises in my profession and I think you have one beautiful specimen. If I was gay I would love to suck your cock. But I'm not so that won't happen." That was interesting to hear and coming from his doctor, Brian thought, that his cock was sexy looking even to straight men.
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Brian's surgery and recovery went very well. He spent three days in the hospital, getting to know several nurses who he flirted with, and then was driven home in an ambulance.
Since he had the wherewithal to know that he would need help around the house when he got home, he had advertised on social media for someone to come in a few times a week and clean, cook, and help him do things that he just couldn't do himself. It was only for a month or so since his doctor told him that in six weeks he would be as good as new.
Brian was kind of hoping that a pretty young woman would answer the ad. That way he could still have the pleasure of watching her sexy self walking around, doing her chores in front of him. And who knows, maybe, just maybe, she would be someone who would even go a bit farther than just a housemaid. But after a few days the only person to inquire of the ad was a young man named Jeremy Hanks, a 28-year-old who had just finished up two years of community college right there in Brian's hometown after a 4-year hitch in the military.
Since it didn't look like there was much interest, perhaps because the schools had just closed for the summer, he called Jeremy back to have him come over for an interview. Jeremy was a good looking young man whose family had just moved out of state because of his dad's work. Instead of going along with them Jeremy felt this was a great time to learn to live on his own. Dad would, of course, help him financially if needed but a job like the one that was offered by Brian would do him well for the next six weeks or so before he found better employment.
The interview went well and Jeremy agreed to help Brian out. Jeremy asked if he could start at his job in a few days after he was able to find an apartment, which shouldn't be too hard since college kids were gone for the summer.
"I'll tell you what I'll do, Jeremy, if you agree. You can take a room here in my house and I won't charge you for it. After all you're going to be here a lot so if you want you can move in. I'm going to also give you $750 a week and you can keep the job as long as you want, as long as you do a good job."
"Well, Mr. Pettit, what happens after the six weeks are up?" Jeremy asked.
"We'll see, Jeremy. If you do a good job perhaps I can hire you on as a handyman or something. Do you know any trades, like plumbing or electrical?"
"I learned a lot of basics with electricity from my dad. I don't know much about plumbing but I know I can learn," Jeremy told him.
