I’d been struggling with low libido for a while now. I confided in my best friend James about it, and he recommended me to go see Dr. Alex Jones. He hyped him up, saying that he also helped him recover from the same thing I was going through. He emphasised though to mention that James referred me.
I booked an appointment immediately for the next day. In the doctor’s waiting room, I saw his many awards and pictures of him receiving said awards. “Damn, he’s hot and smart?”, I thought to myself. Eventually my turn came and I was greeted by his beautiful smile. I was in awe.
The consultation proceeded like any other. He heard me out about my low libido and assured me it was normal, even for young men. I really found myself getting lost in his eyes, since he was so beautiful. In my daze, I mentioned that I found him attractive. He chuckled, “Thanks, I get that a lot.” I almost forgot to say that James referred me. When I did, his polite smile turned into a knowing smirk.
He cleared his throat and opened up a drawer, pulling out a pack of Marlboro Reds and putting it on the table between us. I was shocked, what kind of doctor encourages smoking? Even with this, I remembered all his awards and how much James recommended him, so I decided to trust the process.
“Okay, I know this seems quite unorthodox but it’s the best thing I can prescribe to treat your libido issues. I’m guessing you don’t smoke?”, he asked, that smirk still on his face.
I shook my head. “Alright, follow me and I can teach you.” He led me out through the fire exit of his office, ending up at the private parking lot for doctors. He brought out his own pack, pulling two out, putting one in his lips and giving me the other one. He first demonstrated how to light it, inhale properly, ash it, and whatnot. Then, he let me do it myself.
I coughed during my first few drags. He pat my back and encouraged me to continue. By my fifth drag, I inhaled deeply and stopped coughing. I felt the nicotine reach my brain and was in heaven. I groaned in pleasure, my gray sweatpants unable to hide how much I was enjoying. Dr. Jones noticed, and said it was working already. As I smoked, I got the urge to release my load. Dr. Jones immediately got on his knees and went to work. I finished in his mouth at the same time I finished my cigarette. It was the best feeling ever.
He got back up and fixed himself, before bringing us back to his office. I was still in ecstasy. He told me to see him every two weeks to monitor my progress, and that’d become once a month once I reached a pack a day. He put that fresh pack in a bag, along with a lighter and ashtray. “For best results, I recommend smoking inside your home.”, he said. I nodded as he led me out. “Thank you Dr. Jones.”, I said while shaking his hand. “Please, call me Alex.” With that, he smiled and I left.
I couldn’t wait to get back home and smoke another one. On my way home, I called James and thanked him. I followed the treatment plan well, and it only took me a month to reach a pack a day. Alex was pleased with my progress, and my libido issues were gone. We’d become closer as time went on, starting to see each other as friends and hanging out more.
A year passed and a friend called me up, talking to me about his libido issues. I smirked, immediately recommending him to visit Alex.
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