(1987) The Celestial Bed (21 page)

Briefly, Gayle considered his penis.

‘Now you want to have an orgasm,’ she said.

‘You bet!’

‘You’ll have one,’ she assured him, ‘but first a mini-lecture and the exercise that goes with it.’

‘I hope it doesn’t take too long.’

‘Chet, if I did it quickly, you’d come to orgasm quickly, before you could get inside me or your girlfriend.’

‘OK, OK, go ahead.’

She looked at him. ‘Have you ever heard of the squeeze method?’

‘The what?’

‘The squeeze technique to arrest ejaculatory inevitability.’

‘The squeeze? Sure, I read about it in my researches.’

‘That is what we are going to do now. Premature ejaculation is the result of anxiety. Let me put it this way. When I begin to stroke your penis, you’ll have a real urge to come right away. From need. You’ll want to perform the act and get it over with, yet another side of you is telling you that you want to last longer and be a good lover. Isn’t that true?’

‘I guess so.’

‘Believe me, it’s true, Chet. Now there are two traditional ways to overcome prematurity. One is the so-called commonsense approach. You take a drink or two of liquor to dull your erotic excitement. Or you use an anaesthetic ointment or a condom. Or you try to diminish the erotic excitement by distracting yourself, looking off at the furniture or curtains or trying to think of business. The other approach is to solve it all through insight therapy, talking it out with a psychoanalyst or psychologist. In this you might learn prematurity involves your unconscious conflicts about women that began with childhood problems. Both of these approaches may work, but neither is as immediate or effective as surrogate therapy. This, I repeat, involves the squeeze technique. I know, but you don’t, that premature ejaculation is the result of your inability to focus your attention and feelings on the sensation of sexual arousal before orgasm. You’re only concerned with getting to your own orgasm. Hopefully, the experiencing of touch and caress will change all that. Meanwhile, in a few sessions, the squeeze will prevent ejaculatory inevitability. Believe me, it works, Chet.’

‘Anything you say, teacher.’

‘OK. What we’ll do is this. I’ll stroke you to excite you to the point where you feel an orgasm about to start. When you’re close to that, you tell me so - tell me to squeeze.’

‘How soon? When?’

‘Not the second you’re about to ejaculate. Maybe a half minute or so before. In fact, I’d rather retard you early, to play it safe, and then we can gradually try it closer and closer to your orgasm, maybe five seconds before emission.’

‘I hope I can tell you in time.’

‘You will,’ Gayle promised him. ‘The instant you tell me, I’ll reach up to the glans or head of your penis with my thumb and first two fingers and squeeze rather hard just below the rim of the head, the two fingers on top and my thumb pressing the underside for four seconds. It won’t hurt. You’ll usually lose your erection and certainly any desire to have an orgasm. Your entire stress mechanism is reduced. You go limp. Then we start all over. I play with your penis until it’s erect again. Don’t worry about that. The penis can be brought to erection a dozen times or more, easily. Each time I’ll retard your orgasm by squeezing, and then give you the pleasure of getting it up again. We’ll set a goal today. We’ll try to have you hold back for five minutes. We’ll build that up to ten minutes. Our ultimate goal is fifteen minutes, to have you holding back orgasm outside or inside a woman for fifteen minutes. Want to try it?’

‘Go ahead.’

He’d lost a good deal of rigidity, and Gayle reached down and began to caress his abdomen and thighs, closer and closer to his genitals. Her hand closed around his testicles, and immediately his shaft began bulging, and soon it was standing straight out. She ran her fingers along it, placed her hand around it, began to run her hand up and down.

Hunter, eyes tight, buttocks quivering, began to groan. ‘I - I can’t hold it,’ he whimpered.

Instantly, Gayle moved her fingers on top of his penis and she squeezed.

‘Oh!’ he cried out.

But he did not come. The penis went soft in her hand, and began to slip from her grasp.

‘There, you made it, Chet,’ she said. ‘Erection, excitement, but no ejaculation.’

‘OK,’ he said breathlessly, peering down at his limp member. ‘Now what?’

‘Now I make you happy with your manhood, but don’t let it get out of control.’

Once more her fingers and hand pleasured his penis, and once more he was rigid. Again her hand stroked his shaft, and again his eyes closed tightly and he began to moan.

‘I — I — I’m ready —’ he whispered.

She squeezed hard.

No orgasm. Limp once more.

She continued repeating the exercise, each time retarding his ejaculation. But after five successful minutes of this, when he was at the peak of one more erection, she found a folded tissue, held it over the head of his penis, and continued with her hand.

This time, when he groaned, she did not squeeze. She allowed him to ejaculate all the way.

When it was over, he turned on his side. ‘Thank you, Gayle. That’s it?’

‘The beginning,’ she said. ‘To be really effective in retarding ejaculation, you’ll have to do some homework.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘I mean touching yourself.’

He sat up. ‘Touching my - oh, you mean masturbation?’

‘Exactly.’

‘But I don’t - ’

‘Chet, everyone does - or at least has — at one time or another. You must have.’

‘When I was a kid, sure. All kids do.’

‘Now you’re a man. I want you to do it again before our next exercise. It’s so simple. Start masturbating. Then use the squeeze technique on yourself. Do it for five or more minutes, before release. Do that, and you’ll save us both a lot of time. You’ll get where you want to be.’

‘I still don’t like that kind of homework. Not at my age. I can’t see myself masturbating. If it were some kind of workout with a woman, I could handle it - ’

‘But you can’t handle it with a woman yet. That’s why you’re here. Masturbation can get you with a woman sooner.’ Gayle tried to smile. ‘The homework could be worse. And it’s free.’ She came to her feet, speaking to him seriously. ‘I’ll tell you a secret. Masturbation is really the key to sex therapy. Believe me, Chet, the golden rule of sex treatment is: Do unto yourself, successfully, and you’ll be able to do unto others forever.’ She searched his face. ‘Please take my word for it.’

He shook his head slowly. ‘I want to, but I can’t. I don’t mind you doing it, but - ’

‘Chet, we can save a lot of time if you help me out. Masturbating isn’t so awful.’

‘Well, I don’t like it.’

She studied him. ‘Chet, a man who’s uncomfortable with masturbation may have a lot of work to do on himself psychologically. If you don’t agree with me, go ask Dr Freeberg.’

i intend to.’

‘I’ll be waiting to hear what you find out.’

Dr Freeberg had been listening to Chet Hunter, and now he began to nod. ‘Basically, what Miss Miller advised you is correct. Perhaps she phrased it a bit dramatically in stating that masturbation is the key to sex therapy. I might be inclined to put it another way. Masturbation is a valuable exercise in conjunction with pleasuring and other therapeutic procedures. Why do you object to it so strongly?’

‘Because lying around at home and jerking off by myself — I don’t like it - ’

‘Why?’ Freeberg persisted.

‘It tells me again I can’t make out with a woman.’

‘And intensifies your sense of failure?’

‘I suppose so.’

‘I wonder if that’s all, if your resistance to the idea didn’t start much earlier? You say you masturbated when you were a youngster. How did your parents feel about it?’

Hunter sat up. ‘My God, I wouldn’t have thought of telling them!’

‘Ah, then even in your childhood you had the belief that masturbation was wrong, and that if your father and mother learned about it, they would disapprove. So you must have already known about their negative attitude towards masturbation.’

‘Now that you mention it - yes, I guess I did know it was considered a bad thing. I must have heard my parents at some time say it was a bad thing and unhealthy.’ Hunter reflected on this briefly. ‘My parents are hard-shell Baptists. They would have the notion that masturbation could lead to mental illness of some sort, even to insanity. I must have picked up on that.’

‘But at this time,’ said Freeberg, ‘you must know different. You must know there is not a shred of scientific evidence that masturbation can harm you.’

Hunter agreed, ‘I’m aware of that. I’ve done a lot of research for

my own writing, so I’ve learned that. But I guess I’m still tied down by the fears of my childhood.’

‘Well, childhood fears shouldn’t inhibit you any longer. The old Kinsey report discovered that 94 per cent of all men masturbate at one time or another. A more recent study shows that nearly 100 per cent of all males have masturbated at some time. I don’t mind telling you that I’ve masturbated.’

‘You mean when you were a kid?’ Hunter interjected.

Freeberg shook his head. ‘Not only when I was a kid. In more recent years, when my wife was away, and I was under tension and needed relief.’

Hunter blinked. ‘You’re pretty honest, I will say.’

‘And pretty normal,’ added Freeberg. ‘Mr Hunter, trust me when I tell you that masturbation isn’t a sin. In your case, when we’re trying to retard prematurity, it can be a virtue. Masturbation, with Miss Miller doing it for you, with you doing it for yourself, can lay the foundation for teaching a man to control himself. I’d suggest you follow Miss Miller’s advice. At home, masturbate yourself to erection, and ten seconds before ejaculation, use the squeeze method.’

‘That’s another thing I don’t like,’ said Hunter, i can accept it when a young woman prevents my premature ejaculation. But I don’t like to do it to myself.’

‘Well, there’s something else you might do that can be equally effective.’

‘Oh yeah? What?’

‘The surrogates call it the stop-and-start method. Therapists call it the Semans procedure, after urologist James Semans who began to use it in 1956. You stimulate yourself almost to the point of ejaculation, then stop cold and wait until your arousal subsides and your erection goes down, and then you repeat it, stop, and then start again.’

‘At that point, I’m afraid I couldn’t stop, couldn’t hold it in,’ Hunter confessed unhappily.

‘Then go back to the squeeze method. Disagreeable as you may find it, you will always find it effective.’

i suppose if I can let her do it for me, I could somehow do it to myself.’

‘That’s better. When you go home tonight, try it. If you are slow in getting aroused, look at something you consider erotic or pornographic — ’

‘You mean like those frontal nudity shots in the girlie magazines?’

‘Exactly. Look at them, and fantasise, until you are ready for your orgasm. Don’t worry about losing your erection. The erections you can have at your age are countless. You won’t run out of them. Once you terminate an erection, stroke yourself until you have a new one. Do this five or six times tonight, and tomorrow resume it with Gayle Miller. Will you do it?’

‘If you think it’ll help me make out with a woman.’

‘Gayle Miller has promised you it will lead to normal intercourse. I can almost guarantee it.’ Freeberg rose and put out his hand. ‘Good luck, Mr Hunter.’

‘Can’t we do this together?’ Nan Whitcomb asked.

She was lying on Brandon’s bed, propped on an elbow, watching him take off his trousers, and then shed his briefs.

‘Together?’

‘The non-demand genital pleasuring.’

Naked, Brandon sat down on the bed, puzzled. ‘To be honest with you, Nan, I don’t know. I only know the standard practice. You lie back, close your eyes, relax, and I caress you head to toe. After that you do it to me.’

‘But doing it together is the same thing. Aren’t you permitted to do some things differently sometimes?’

‘I suppose so, as long as we stick within the parameters of the exercise. Actually, Dr Freeberg wants us to be fairly flexible when something innovative is called for.’

‘Then let’s touch each other at the same time.’

Brandon was still hesitant. ‘Any reason for that?’

‘I don’t know. It’s just something that might feel good. I mean, when you touch me, and after that separately I caress you, it’s sort of like two things apart - not entirely - but somewhat. I’d like to have simultaneous contact with a man.’

‘Well, why not?’ said Brandon suddenly. He had a few misgivings, unspoken, but the exercise seemed reasonable enough. ‘I’ll lie down beside you. We’ll both shut our eyes. I’ll caress you, and yes, you can caress me, doing to me what I’m doing to you.’

For a few moments she searched his face. ‘You’re sure you don’t mind, Paul?’

‘I’ll enjoy it,’ he said with a smile.

He dropped down next to her, manoeuvred himself closer until their bare hips touched. He saw her close her eyes. He reached toward her head, then closed his own eyes, and began passing his fingers through her hair, around her ear, down her cheek, along her neck.

At the same time, he felt her warm fingers on his face, imitating his own caressing.

Gradually, he slid his hand down to her breasts, cupping them lightly. They were soft, except for her nipples, which had hardened. As he did this, he felt her fingers on his chest, rubbing the hair on his chest, rubbing his nipples, because she had not forgotten that this could be an erogenous zone for a male as well.

They continued their stroking, until fifteen or twenty minutes had-passed. At last his free hand inched down until it could feel the upper rim of her pubic hair. It was when she was about to do the same to him that his major misgiving surfaced. For he knew that he had a growing erection. Once her fingers reached it, he was concerned about his control.

Just as he felt the bud of her clitoris under his touch, he also felt her fingers encircle his hard penis.

It would take Spartan effort to hold himself in check, and he knew it would be difficult because he knew that he was swelling and rising towards an orgasm.