Hayden sat in the doctors' waiting room with his limp arm hanging by his side. He was 21 years old and had just returned to baseball after a break due to injury. The knee reconstruction meant that he didn't have the centre fielder's legs that he had when he was 17 but this new coach had thrown him on the mound at training and Hayden had impressed enough to get a start for the last three weeks. Three wins from three starts was a great stat to begin his pitching career with. But the pain the next day was terrible. Although it was only amateur sport he worked hard pitching on Sunday and by the time he'd recovered it was training night on Thursday. If he wasn't in pain, then his arm hung limp and useless.
He looked around the waiting room. His usual doctor was closed for the summer so Hayden had been forced to come to one of those first-come-first-served places. The ones where you just take a number and see whichever doc is available next. He had seen four different physicians come out and collect patients. Two young male doctors, one male who was probably in his 50s and a female doctor most likely getting close to 60. He sincerely hoped that he scored one of the young male doctors. He wasn't keen on explaining to the old woman the real reason he'd finally taken the plunge and come to seek medical advice.
It had happened last night, he'd come home from a long and stressful day at work and just wanted to relax. He had sat on the couch and dropped his pants, opened up his laptop and found his favourite online video website. His cock had responded straight away, it had been neglected for the previous couple of days. He had begun stroking slowly, enjoying the relaxation of his time alone. As his hand sped up and he neared climax a sharp, stabbing pain halted his pleasure instantly. The ache that followed forced his arm to fall limp beside him on the couch and his throbbing erection to diminish quickly. He lay still on the couch until the pain subsided. Knowing he wasn't going to be able to complete his orgasm that night he had gone to bed, aching and disappointed.
His sleep had been interrupted throughout the night, both by the return of the stabbing in his elbow and by his demanding cock stabbing into the mattress. At one point he had attempted to relieve himself with his left hand, but after 20 minutes of frustrating, pointless thrashing he gave up, sent a message to his boss that he'd be taking the day off, found a sleeping pill and knocked himself out.
Now he sat in the half full waiting room in the middle of the day, a horrendous talk show muted on the wall-mounted TV. He looked around the room and appraised his fellow sickies. There was the expected mix of people you'd expect in this kind of doctor's office. Sitting across from him was a mother with her young son who kept giving him the evil eye. An old man with a cane sat in the same row, his hacking cough grating on Hayden every couple of minutes. The usual combination of awkwardness and aversion made Hayden feel even more uncomfortable than the pain his arm was sending through him. However, the most torturous moment of all was when his eyes landed on the blonde working behind the reception desk. She was in her early 20s and had the exact proportions Hayden enjoyed on a lady: just shorter than himself, nice round breasts, slim body and shapely hips.
Hayden had been working out pretty solidly since he hit puberty. Even through his recovery from knee surgery he had hit the gym four to five times a week. He was used to girls eyeing him appreciatively and he was used to having the confidence to act upon those appreciative glances. Now he sat there glancing at her young, pert breasts and receiving looks of pity as he sat there sapped of energy by his throbbing right arm.
The pain in his arm clearly wasn't limiting blood flow to the rest of his body and the nice young view he faced had gotten the usual reaction from Hayden's neglected cock. Ever since he'd realised he couldn't jack off his dick was becoming hard at the slightest dirty thought. He adjusted himself subtly in his chair. Public erections were the only time Hayden lamented the ample size of his member. He diverted his attention back to the TV screen in an effort to reduce his dick back to acceptable public size. Just as it began its descent he heard a voice.
"Hayden Wallace?" the voice called.
Hayden's eyes diverted from the screen towards the direction of the voice. He saw a male doctor, aged in his mid-30s holding a clipboard and scanning the room. Somewhat relieved he stood up and slowly followed the white coat down the hallway.
The doctor ushered him in, "Hello Hayden I'm Doctor Wade. Please take a seat."
Hayden sat down, careful not to let his elbow bump the armrest.
Hayden explained the type of pain he had been having and the cause of it. Doctor Wade had been a star tennis player in high school and explained how the actions and muscles used were very similar.
"Has it affected your pitching on game day?" the Doctor asked.
"Not at all. Coach says I'm pitching as well as the first game," Hayden replied.
"Has it affected your work?"
"I'm lucky that my job isn't too physically strenuous."
"Well I guess the best thing I can do is suggest you rest it and minimise use in between games," the doctor printed out a sheet of paper. "Do these exercises and hopefully over the next month or so you should have significantly less pain. You're lucky it's not having a negative affect on your lifestyle."
Hayden let out a small sigh of disappointment.
"Is something else troubling you Hayden?" the doctor asked.
"Well, I was hoping for a little bit of a quicker fix, maybe some pain relief or something."
"A slow recovery will be a more complete recovery Hayden," the doctor insisted, "and if it's not affecting your work or lifestyle then that's the way to go."
Hayden was quiet.
"Or is there something else that you're concerned about?"
"Well..." he hesitated, "I'm concerned about not being able to jerk off."
"Ah, well that is a concern," the doctor leant back in his chair considering his next course of action. "How long has it been?" he finally asked.
Hayden shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Although this was the reason for his attendance he always felt awkward discussing personal matters with a doctor, especially one other than his own, "Um, I jacked Sunday before the game and it's Thursday now, attempted one last night but couldn't finish it." Hayden spoke quickly, getting it off his chest.
"Well that is a while, especially for someone as young as you," the doctor continued. "When I was your age I was doing it at least daily."
Reassured now Hayden was more open now, "I usually jack every day and get the ladies involved three or four times a week."
Doctor Wade reached for his intercom, "Carly, would you come in here a moment please? And bring another box of gloves please."
Hayden tried to hide his surprise. Why was the doctor calling in the hot receptionist, just after he'd mentioned involving the ladies? Hayden had noticed the name badge and knew that those pert breasts he'd noticed in the waiting room belonged to Carly. Was this going to be like some kind of porno movie where he gets to fuck the receptionist? His dick responded to that thought instantly and he struggled to hide his boner in his pants as she opened the door.
"Here you go Doctor," she walked right in, leant over the desk and placed the gloves on his desk, giving Hayden a good view of her cleavage inside her tight uniform. She stood up straight, "Will there be anything else?"
"Yes. Please set up the bed over there."
She walked closely behind Hayden, whose blood had rushed equally to his face and his cock. He was now sitting uncomfortably, red-faced and hiding his throbbing 8" erection. Carly bent down to unfold the medical bed and now Hayden got a full view of her supple young ass. Damn the things he would do to that! His eyes wandered up and down her legs until the bed was set up. She turned around and Hayden quickly diverted his eyes so he wouldn't be caught perving.
"All done Doc," she said pleasantly.
"Thanks Carly. That's all for now," the doctor smiled at Carly as she walked away, clearly doing some perving of his own. "Please sit up on the bed Hayden."
