The Male Health Committee

So I had managed to break my right hand and wrist in a bar fight in Stockholm and found myself in a local hospital, all casted up and immobilized. Stupid, considering I am actually a prize boxer. And it goes to show how important those gloves really are.Things here were deceptively similar to America, perhaps a bit like Vermont or New Hampshire, with the notable exception of the language, which sounded a little like someone speaking Italian while trying to eat lemons. But everyone would always switch to their spookily excellent English as soon as they realized I didn’t understand a word they were saying. They all sounded like Canadians to me then.“Hello,” said a cheerful nurse to me at six o’clock in the morning, as I was just waking and trying to remember how I had ended up in this futuristic environment with untreated pine furniture and Baltic Sea views. She was wearing a pair of those ısparta escort large, King Carl Gustav style glasses women seemed to dig around here a lot, and otherwise seemed to be absolute centrefold material, like the majority of Swedish women. Tall, strong, with bright blue eyes and a warm, pleasant voice. And she had that typically Swedish, slightly uppity note when she spoke, as if she really wasn’t going to have anyone challenge her.“I am from the male health committee,” she continued. “We are committed to ensuring the best possible male health at the hospital.” There it was again, that feeling that sometimes, the Swedes could be more American than Americans. They had this uncanny tendency to sound unbelievably fake perky about completely outlandish constructs they were forced to embrace in some professional capacity. “And since you have been bereft of the hakkari escort use of your right hand at the moment, there will be someone looking after you every morning while you are here. Just a nice little massage with the foreskin until you come. As you may know, it is important for men to ejaculate regularly to ensure good prostate health in the long run. So we will make sure of that. You are heterosexual, as I can tell by the way you look at me. May I take a look at your member, please. Ah, yes, it seems I have come at an opportune time…” she quite expertly handled my penis in a way that told me she must have done this thousands of times already. She had indeed come at an opportune time. This was my daily morning boner peak time.“Oh my,” she said with a look of concern on her pretty face, “this must bother you so much… what a severe circumcision!” She seemed bingöl escort genuinely shocked, and felt cautiously along the shaft with her cool, smooth fingers. “This is so tight,” she said and shook her head, “and the entire glans is bared. I can’t believe some countries allow this. A truly Victorian bit of punishment Dr Kellogg would have approved of! It’s illegal in Sweden, you know.” I actually thought it was kinda badass to have an illegal penis, but didn’t want to give that away just now.With a sigh, she produced a bottle of skin lotion, sat down on the edge of my bed, and began to apply it to my penis. It was only then I noticed she was wearing white lace stockings and not much else under her short and sleeveless, light blue uniform. “Dress code of the male health committee,” she said with a shrug. By now, she had also started giving me stealthy glances I knew how to interpret – my muscle tone was Playgirl material, and I knew it. Her hands were getting more moist now, not just from the lotion, and she tried to fix her gaze on my penis instead of my upper body. She had the most unbelievable blond hair; full and long, like a Viking princess.