Alan’s Erotic Adventure

The doctor carefully examined on the penis and around the balls. She even touched the hole of the cock with a cotton swab and smelt, while at the same time she asked Alan what other symptoms he had. "Ok, it's fine. Put your pants on," The doctor spoke lightly.

"Are you serious? But how come I can't erect?" Alan felt relaxed but still wanted to know the exact reason why he couldn't erect.

"Have you been under pressure lately? Just have a good rest and you will be fine. You can go if you have no more questions." The doctor looked at his bag and asked, "What is it in your bag?"

"It is just some herbs picked from the mountain for exchanging cash."

Alan was so grateful and relieved.

A woman came after and patted Alan's shoulder after a while when Alan walked away from the consulting room. To Alan's surprise, it was the young nurse.

"You go out from the hospital, turn left into a small alley, and you can find a herb store there. The store might need your herbs." The young nurse spoke softly to Alan. Alan was delighted and showed his gratitude to her, for he finally found an herb store.

And then, the nurse passed a name card over to Alan. It was the name card of the doctor.

"This is the name card of Dr. Green, and my phone number is on the back side. If have any other problems, you could come and contact me." The young nurse intended to get Alan's phone number with the name as an excuse, for she could contact with him later.

Alan didn't listen patiently, for he already pictured how to get to the herb store. After saying thanks to the young nurse, Alan left the hospital hastily.

When the young nurse hurried back to the consulting room, Dr. Green looked weirdly at her and said, "What's going on? Are you wet because the big tasty dick?"

"Dr. Green, I am not." The young nurse pouted and spoke awkwardly.

Alan rushed straight to the herb store. After requesting the owner of the store for a while, those herbs were finally sold.

Alan understood more clearly how poor the family was and how difficult the situation was.

"Sir, only 250 dollars? It should be at least double." Holding 250 dollars in hand, Alan still couldn't believe it. It was way worthier to hunt a boar.

"Don't you really want to sell those herbs? Give it back to me if you don't." The store owner exclaimed.

Alan took a deep breath and kept silent. How could it be possible that he didn't want to sell. Alan wanted to cry out, for he was such a fool and helpless.

In fact, everyone in the world was and had been through hardships, but they just accepted it quietly.

Alan was wandering in the downtown. Alan didn't realize it was late already until the street lights were on.

The balance was over one thousand dollars. How could he get it? Alan walked around and thought he couldn't go back home, for it would disappoint his cousins. Without 1200 dollars, how could it be possible that they would have sex with him in the future. And the most upset thing was his dick couldn't erect.

Alan turned over in his mind. Only one classmate could help him. Alan then called her and made an appointment to meet at a bar.

Alan hadn't seen her for four years. They were just pure classmates in high school.

Alan finally met her in front of the bar in about an hour.

"Alan, why are standing outside? Let's get inside."

"You look better than before." Alan looked her up and down.

She was Amanda Collins, one of Alan's classmates in high school. Amanda's father was rich and well-known in the county. Amanda had studied in colleges for two years, abroad for two years, and now was planning to travel around the word. She didn't need to have a job and even didn't know the meaning of working. All she knew was night life.

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Amanda was just as normal as others in high school. Amanda now was so different from before that Alan almost couldn't recognized her. She dressed up in fashion and put on a heavy makeup, just like a whore. Amanda slept in the daytime and went out at night. She spent most of the time in the bar and hotel. Every time Amanda went to the bar, she just wanted to hook up with some guys and had sex with them.

Alan had heard of it when he was in college. And it also was the reason why he didn't want to borrow money from her. But now, Amanda was the only one in the downtown who could possibly and have the ability to lend money to him.

Alan was so poor that he had no other solutions but to ask Amanda for help.

"Hi, sisters, here I am, let's drink some wine!" Amanda shouted as he walked into the bar.

It was just around 9 o'clock in the evening, so the bar wasn't that crowded. The rock music, the dull room, and the air full of smells of alcohol and cigarettes had started to overwhelm anyone entering. All the people who came here to cheer them up, let off stress and make some fun.

An innocent person would find it strange to be there.

On the stage, there was a woman in a bikini dancing coquettishly to seduce for tips along with the crazy music. People just put tips right into her underpants once in a while. Amanda and Alan sat around a table in the corner. Amanda adeptly opened two bottles of beers, one for herself, and the other for Alan. They toasted to each other and drank. Alan took a deep breath. This was not a place he should come, although he wanted to, for people who came here were totally different from him. He was such an innocent guy. Alan wanted to get straight to the point. A girl showed up when Alan just wanted to talk to Amanda.

"Damn, Amanda, it is mean to enjoy a handsome alone here. Why don't you tell me to come over?" The girl was wearing a strapless bra, and hot pants, exposing her shoulder, belly and legs.

"He is my classmate in high school. If you need a man to sleep with tonight, just take him with you." Amanda grinned, smoked a cigarette, and blew the smoke onto Alan's face.

Amanda was an obedient and shy girl in high school. She would blush even when she talked to Alan at that time.

"He is your classmate." The girl got even excited as she knew their relationship. The girl put herself down onto Alan, embraced her arms around Alan's neck, looked directly into Alan's eyes and said, "My cutie, are you available tonight?"

Alan took a glance at her. Alan knew she was not a whore, and she could be a second generation of a rich family, so Alan rejected politely, "I am not available tonight, and maybe next time."

It turned the girl on more as Alan rejected her invitation, "Is it because I am not as hot as Amanda? But I am way better than Amanda at sex. Last time, a man I fucked with passed out and almost died." "How many doses of Viagra did you make him take? He is lucky that he is still alive." Amanda smoked and shook her head.

Alan was shocked when he heard this. He learned from the news earlier that a male prostitute was asked to take overdoses of Viagra by a rich woman and died. Money made the mare go.

"Amanda, there are two assholes staring at us. They are fucking disgusting." Belle, the friend of Amanda, opened a bottle of beer, shooting the two guys a warning glance. Alan looked around and saw two middle-aged men with a suit. It was ridiculous to wear a suit under such hot weather.

Alan didn't have much experience on such occasion, but he still could tell these two guys were losers. They were pretending to be rich to hook up with girls. To their surprise, these two assholes came over afte Belle looked back.

"Beauties, do you want to hang out with us tonight?" That sucked. Alan almost laughed out.

Amanda kept smoking for a while, and then spoke to them, "You two assholes are so over-confident on your little fucking penis. Don't make fool of yourselves, and keep fucking away from us." The two guys walked away in disgrace. After that, Amanda started flirting around as she did every night. The change of Amanda. really upset Alan.

"Amanda, I want to borrow one thousand dollars from you." Alan finally told Amanda his intention as he drank with his head down.

Amanda didn't spoke immediately. While she was about to talk, Belle interrupted, "How about you have sex with me tonight, and I give you one thousand dollars? Wait, I have one more condition." Belle took a cigarette, lit up and smoked, "I can give you the money only when you have a dick over 15cm and have sex with me tonight."

Alan had expected Belle would come up with such an absurd condition. But the point was not the size of Alan's dick, but it was that Alan couldn't erect, and how could he pump in? And the most important thing was that Alan was not a male prostitute.

"How wonderful it is to bed with a girl while earning money!" Alan said.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐