The doctor came into the examination room and looked at the young man there. She read over the information that was provided and then she shook her head.
"Ok, Mr. Franco. Would you like to fill me in on what happened?"
"Ok. Um ... A week ago I took this girl out but when it came time to ... you know ... I couldn't keep my hard on."
"If you don't mind, let's refer to it as an erection."
"Ok. Erection. So I was pretty ... um ... embarrassed by that so this time when I was going to take her out I got a viagra pill. I didn't take the whole thing. I cut it in half."
The doctor made a note on her form and then said, "Go on."
"Well, on the date Sandy, that was the girl, that was her name; she dumped me."
"Go on."
"Um ... well, that's it. The erection didn't go away and it's been a really long time now."
"I see. Mr. Franco, you're leaving out the part where a doctor prescribed viagra to you."
"Oh. Right. It was my dad's."
Sigh. The doctor shook her head and recalled her little speech she had to sometimes give these twenty something idiots.
"Mr. Franco, I have to say, I don't believe your story. No. Quiet. You don't get to speak now. See, if I believed your story then I'd have to inform the deputy and he'd come in here and arrest you."
"Arrest me!"
"Mr. Franco, ingesting prescription medication that is not prescribed to you is a crime. The deputy would come in here and place you into custody. Then I would have to perform a blood test on you against your will. Then you would be brought to county lock up where you would stay for at least 90 days before you'd even get the chance for a hearing or bail so that you could detox. Then, at your trial, I would have to provide the results of your blood test which would reveal the presence of medication in your system. With that information you would be found guilty and given a mandatory minimum sentence of five years in prison. After that you would be required to stay in a drug rehab half way house for a year. Then, you'd be looking at five years of probation with random drug tests performed by a probation officer who'd have a financial incentive to see you fail those tests. Let me ask you, do you live in a nice house?"
"It's my parents' house. It's pretty big though."
"Would you like to see the state confiscate that house and everything in it? Because that is exactly what they'll do if they discover that a crime of this nature happened there. Now, knowing all that, and also knowing that even though I do have an injection that can counter act the affects of viagra, I could not legally give it to you before you were in handcuffs, would you like to tell me again, what happened?"
"Uh ... nothing. Nothing happened."
"You said something about going on a date with a girl."
"Right. I was going on a date and I thought we'd have sex but then she just dumped me and I got stuck with this hard ... uh ... erection that won't go away."
"Ok. That's better. So now you've told me two stories and I don't know which one to believe. As a doctor I can not just release you until I know that you've been stabilized. As a good citizen of this state, if I suspect that illegal drug activity has taken place then I have to report it."
"But ..."
"Mr. Franco, shut up. Here's what I'm going to do for you. I'm going to give you thirty minutes to get rid of that erection. If you can do that then it will put to rest my suspicion that you ingested anything."
"How am I supposed to ..."
"I'll have a nurse bring you some magazines."
...
The doctor left Tim sitting there feeling very scared. He was going to have to masturbate and he had a time limit. He was wondering if he could actually pull his dick out and start jerking off in a hospital examination room. That would be so weird.
Just as he was about to pull it out a knock came to the door.
"Mr. Franco, are you dressed?" asked the doctor.
"Yes, ma'am."
She opened the door and the doctor was not alone. Tim's sister was with her. The doctor instructed Vicky to enter the room and Vicky looked like she didn't really understand what was going on. The doctor quickly filled Vicky in on all the legal ramifications of the situation and then she turned back to Tim.
"Here are your magazines. You better get to it. Time's ticking. And you, if you don't want to go to jail as a possible accomplice I suggest you help your boyfriend over there."
"He's not my ..." Vicky started to correct.
"I don't care. Look at the clock. You two know what you need to do. Get to it."
The doctor exited the room and left Vicky there with her mouth gaping open. So if this wasn't going to be difficult enough before, now Tim had to masturbate in front of his sister.
"What the fuck have you done? What the hell have you gotten us into?"
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry. I ought to chop that fucking thing off. I can't believe this. Jail? Really! She wants to put me in jail!"
"Quiet. If you start yelling they might just have the cops come and arrest us."
"You are dead for this. Dead!"
"Sorry. I'll make it up to you."
"Just wait until mom and dad hear about this. They're going to kick you out. You know that."
"Fine. But I'd rather that than getting arrested so I need to get rid of this."
"Go get rid of it. Hurry up."
"Can you ... turn around."
"Oh hurry it up already."
Tim got his dick out and started to try and stroke himself.
"Come on. Look at the magazine if you need to."
"Quiet and just let me do this."
Tim closed his eyes and tried to pretend that his sister wasn't in the room.
"Hurry up."
"I can't do this if you keep talking. In case you forgot, you might get arrested too."
A minute passed. Each tick of the clock put more tension on the siblings. Another minute passed.
"Aren't you done yet?"
"No. This is a lot harder than it looks."
"Aren't you a pro?"
"It's really difficult with you here."