I had been jerking off since I was about 13 and of course measuring also. I was a skinny 4" long when hard then, but by the time I was 16 I had almost 6 1/2" hard and a lot thicker than at age 14. I had one sexual experience with a neighbor girl when we were both about 13 at the time. Basically it was a "show me yours and I'll show you mine type deal." We did rub our genitals together a little which she called fucking, but that was the extent of it. I'm not even sure I got real hard at the time. About a year later she again showed me her pussy which now had a nice crop of hair on it and I was starting to get hair also. But again show was all that happened. It wasn't long after that when I discovered the joy of masturbation.

The house behind us where our yards joined belonged to Mr. & Mrs. Miller. They were super great people and I had known them ever since I was like 5 years old. Mr. Miller was a truck driver and was often gone for weeks at a time. They had a couple of kids but were all away at college or married. From time to time Mr. Miller would take me with him on short runs and teach me how to drive truck when I got older. I also helped Mrs. Miller out around the house now and then when he was gone. They were both in their early 50's. Mrs. Miller looked exceptionally good for her age, nice legs big boobs.

In fact I had lost quite a few spurts of sperm while fascinating about her. Mrs. Miller usually wore skirts and heels with nylons on. Now and then I would get a glimpse of her stocking tops which never failed to give me a boner that I had to take care of later. She worked part time in an office down town so she always dressed nice.

I was in the back yard one afternoon fixing one of my mother's clothes lines when Mrs. Miller came over and asked me if I could stop by later and help her with something. I told her sure that I would be over shortly. She thanked me and walked back into her house. My eyes were on her legs in nylons all the way.

She met me at the door when I knocked and led me upstairs to her bedroom. She sat on the edge of the bed and began to explain what she wanted.

"Barry you probably don't know but I just got out of the hospital a few days ago after an operation."

"No I didn't Mrs. M...are you okay?"

"Yes dear it wasn't that serious thankfully, but I do have a problem and although this is terribly embarrassing I thought maybe you could help me."

"Sure Mrs. M what do you want me to do?"

"Well as part of my treatment I have to take some medication for the next week yet. Mr. Miller had to go and he was giving me the medication but now that he's gone I don't seem to be able to do it like I thought I would."

I watched as she opened the night stand drawer and took out a small foil package and a surgical glove. She explained to me that her medication was in the form of a suppository. It didn't really register with me until she told me what that was and how it had to be applied.

"If you don't want to do it Barry I'll under stand and I'll just have to go in and see a nurse to get it done twice a day and I'll understand if you don't." ......(cont)