"I cannot ejaculate."

"I do not know how to say this," Kenji mumbled, looking down at his feet.

"It is okay, Mr. Kataoka," Dr. Sugimoto replied in a motherly voice. "I am bound by physician–patient privilege. What you tell me stays in this office."

"Okay," he agreed. "But can I only tell you?" He smiled weakly at Chiha.

Dr. Sugimoto nodded once at the nurse and Chiha bowed before leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

Kenji looked at the door and waited for a moment. He let out a sigh before speaking again. "I am having trouble ejaculating."

"How long has your anejaculation condition been happening," Dr. Sugimoto asked as she pulled up a stool to sit in front of him. She smiled when he watched her cross her long, silky smooth legs revealed by her short skirt.

He looked up and frowned at her. He was no longer nervous or embarrassed but frustrated. "About six months ago."

"Did something happen six months ago?"

Kenji sighed. "My wife and I have been trying to get pregnant for the past two years. The pressure has taken a toll on our relationship. Six months ago she insisted we do it almost every night in hopes we could conceive."

"I see," Shoko hummed as she looked at his medical file. "You are 26-years-old, Mr. Kataoka?"

"Yes."

"How old is your wife?"

"My wife, Keiko, is 25-years-old."

Dr. Sugimoto jotted down something in his file. "Do you have trouble getting an erection?"

"No, doctor."

"How long does your erection last?" she asked curiously.

"An hour. Sometimes two," he replied embarrassingly.

"Interesting," she smirked. "Are you taking any erectile dysfunction medication?"

"No, doctor!"

"I meant no disrespect, Mr. Kataoka. I just need to know all the possible parameters to your ailment."

"I apologize, Dr. Sugimoto," Kenji bowed his head.

"Are you taking any other medications, such as antidepressants?"

"No, doctor."

"Do you drink or use ?"

"No, doctor."

"Hmm," Shoko hummed as she wrote in his file.

"Can you help me, Dr. Sugimoto?" he pleaded.

"I will try, Mr. Kataoka," she suggested with a slight smile. "For the next month you will need to stop having intercourse with your wife."

"Are you sure?"

"You have been having sex almost every day, Mr. Kataoka. I do not question your virility as a young man but your testicles cannot produce a high concentration of sperm in your semen if you do not rest."

"My wife will understand if it means we can have a baby," Kenji sighed. As much as he loved his wife and having sex almost daily, he was relieved to take a break.

"Good," Shoko smiled. "In the meantime I will need to examine your penis."

"Do you really need to?" Kenji gasped. He had been faithful to his wife in their four years of marriage. In fact, he and Keiko had taken each other's virginity, so he had never let another woman see him naked before.

"I cannot try to help you of your ejaculation problem if I cannot examine your penis, Mr. Kataoka," the young doctor tsked.

Kenji bowed his head in shame. "You are correct, doctor."

"Please remove your jeans and underwear and sit on the examination table," Shoko ordered as she stood up.

Kenji obediently followed her instructions and covered his crotch when he sat his bare ass down on the paper-covered examination table.

"Please remove your hands, Mr. Kataoka."

"Yes, doctor." Kenji reluctantly moved his hands to reveal his long, thick erection.

"Impressive," Shoko grinned as she bent down to examine his massive cock for closer inspection.