Traditional Therapeutic Treatment in India
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When my cousin brother and I were kids, about 13 -14 years old, we used to
visit our Amita aunty in another town. This town was on the West coast of
India. Amita aunty, around 35, was related to our family distantly but we
always use to visit her because she had a nice big house and with a small farm
in the back. The farm had a nice water well and a small pool where we used to
enjoy in the summer time.

Well on one such summer we were enjoying ourselves in the small pool and were
waiting for aunty to call us in for lunch. We had our lunch and were ready to
head back to play cricket with some local boys in a neighboring playground.
Aunty asked me to wait back and help her. She asked my cousin to go ahead and
play. We did not think much about it and my cousin went ahead to play. Then
aunty told me that I would not be able to go soon to play as the chores she
had for me would take some time. I agreed and asked her what it was. She asked
me to go to her room and wait. Next thing I knew I saw the neighbor lady walk
into the house. Well, I thought that she too was here to help aunty. Soon
aunty and the lady next door entered the room I was waiting in. Aunty closed
the door and straight away asked me to remove my shirt. I was confused and
asked her what this was about.

She said that," I have noticed some dark spots on your body while you were
bathing and this aunty from next door has come to check you out. She is a
Ayurvedic doctor (Ayurveda - an ancient and still prevalent form of herbal
medical treatment). Well I just removed my shirt. Since it was summer I was
not wearing any vest under my shirt as is the practice in India.

Well, this lady (her name was Sheela and she too was in her late thirties)
immediately started stroking my back and feeling my back. She then said that
she needed a full examination and so she asked me to remove my pants. At this
point I was completely embarrassed and looked for help towards my aunty. Aunt
Amita just sat in the chair and said not to worry. I should comply. I objected
and I said no. To my surprise my aunty just got up and slapped me. I then
dropped my pants without a word. Sheela started going over my body, my
buttocks and then over my genitals. It was embarrassing at first, but I could
not avoid getting erect when she touched my penis and scrotum.

She then told my aunt that I needed more examination and that she would
proceed. My aunt said go ahead. Sheela then produced a bottle of some greasy
potion from her hand bag and dipped her fingers in it. She told me, " Now stay
quiet and don't make a noise"

Without giving me a chance to explain, she pushed me on the bed and made me
lie on my stomach. Sheela the patted my legs indicating that I should part
them. I complied as I did not want to be slapped again by my aunty. Sheela
then quickly inserted her index finger in my anus. It hurt and I yelped! My
yelps were received by my aunty's firm slap on my bare behind. My aunty said
that if I did not comply I would have to go to a regular doctor and I would
have to take an injection possibly. I was scared of needles and injections so
I kept quiet. Sheela slowly started pushing and pulling her finger in and out
of my anus. Then I realized that she had started using two of her fingers.
Finally she inserted 3 of her fingers and I somehow took it all without even a
whimper.

I don't know what overcame me, but I started liking the feeling. I turned my
head to see my aunty in such facial expressions as if she was enjoying it. I
had never seen her before like this. Sheela was telling my aunty repeatedly.
"Amita do you want me to go ahead?" To which my aunt would just mumble. "go
ahead Sheela. go ahead" and she would just breathe heavy.

Well, I was sort of enjoying it. Then Sheela asked me to turn over and I did
so with her fingers still inside my anus. She then started her routine again
and I was watching helplessly but enjoying it somewhat. To my surprise my aunt
came over and started playing with my penis. I was now beyond embarrassment
and was just wondering what would happen next.

My aunt then started stroking my penis. It was wonderful feeling - pain and
pleasure all at once. In India, we Hindus do not circumcise our penis. So the
first time that my foreskin was being pulled all the way back, it was a bit
painful but the pleasurable sensations helped me tide over the pain.

I could only cry out "Aaaa hhaaa. aargh..."

My aunt then took my penis in her mouth. Her tongue did wonderful things to my
throbbing penis. Suddenly I could feel my scrotum tightening and I could feel
that I had started ejaculate. My aunt swallowed it all and was visibly excited
as she saw me spasm and writhe about. Sheela had kept up with her fingers and
the sensations overwhelmed me. Soon my body went limp and I felt as if I had
played cricket for full 3 to 4 hours. I was so tired. I was so confused
emotionally that I started crying. My aunt took me to her bosom and patted my
back. She said that this was a necessary treatment and hoped that I had not
disliked it much.

My aunt explained that it was always good for young men to expel their white
liquid. It was therapeutic according to her.

I had definitely liked my 'treatment' and was really happy about it. Sheela
had removed her fingers then asked me if I was okay. I simply nodded. Then my
aunt took me for a warm shower and personally applied soap all over me. She
bathed me and then took me to the kitchen for a warm glass of milk. Sheela had
a smile all the while on her face. She just asked me, "Do you mind if aunty
does your examination tomorrow and I help you to throw out your liquid?"

I was now aware that these two women immensely enjoyed this 'treatment' of
theirs on me, so I nodded shyly.

That summer was the best in my life. My cousin never admitted it but he too
got this treatment. I knew it because I was sent to play and he was asked to
stay back and help. I used to stay back to help for 3 days of the week ;) He
did not know that I knew. When we talk about it today, we just laugh :)

During the next summer, I went alone to my aunt's place. Amita aunty and her
'doctor' neighbour Sheela helped me graduate to intercourse. But more about
that some other time...