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The Gathering

By Paris Waterman


Copyright 2003

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Chapter Four - Doctor Robert Ruark, six years earlier

Robert peeled off his surgical gloves. The operation had been a
difficult one, but after 7 hours of grueling work he had succeeded in
repairing the damaged heart valve. His brow was deeply furrowed as the
tall, lean black man allowed thoughts of Alice to enter his mind for
the first time since entering the operating room.

'What the hell is wrong with me?' He wondered. There was no denying
he was profoundly in love with Alice. Of that he was sure. 'But why
couldn't he perform any more?' He wondered.

His brow furrowed with concern. When they'd first met they had gone
at each other like starved animals, fucking in every room of their
apartment, using almost every piece of furniture, and every orifice.
But now he . . . he couldn't get it up. And he hadn't a clue at to
what was causing his impotency and the wedding was fast approaching.
Worse, Alice was horny and wanted him with her every available moment,
but he'd been avoiding her, pleading a heavy caseload that he wanted
to alleviate before their honeymoon.

Desperate, Robert had made an appointment with Doctor Zaga, a close
friend and world class psychiatrist to discuss the matter.

After listening to Robert's story Doctor Zaga leaned back in his
chair and lit his pipe. When he had it going to his satisfaction he
smiled kindly and said, "Robert, my friend, you probably know most of
what I'm about to say. But, please bear with me for there might just
be a kernel of information in what I have to say that may help resolve
your problem. Now, male hormones start to decline in the mid-twenties
and effects can usually be felt by age 35. Its called Andropause,
it's more gradual than the menopause that women face, but it's just
as devastating because it can affect the sex drive and that is what I
think is at the heart of the matter."

"Yes doctor, I realize that. But you must realize that my wedding is
next Saturday and while I've been stalling Alice on having sex . .
.well, that night my charade will end. I'm desperate. I need help and
I need it fast."

"Have you tried anti-aging treatment with hormone replacement
therapy?"

Robert shrugged his shoulders irritably. "Actually, yes I have. I was
still unable to perform."

"And this was with Alice?"

His embarrassment surfaced. "No, I used a prostitute."

"Perhaps if you'd tried it with Alice . . ."

"I did. I mean, I tried that too, but . . . well, we were necking and
I felt nothing and I panicked and made some excuse and left."

There was a long pause before the doctor continued. "All right,
let's go down the checklist, perhaps we'll discover something
you've missed."

"Fine, let's have at it."

"Do you tire more easily? "

"No, I work out daily."
"Is it more difficult to get and stay in shape? "

"No. Lately I've increased the length of my workouts."

"Have you lost some of the zest for life (the old attack the day
attitude)? "

"I'm a surgeon. I begin everyday with a brisk attitude, and I look
forward to my work even more now that . . ."

"Are you eating the same or less and putting on weight?"

 "No. I've weighed the same for the last ten years."

"Have you lost some of your mental quickness" Or, has your reaction
time slowed?"

"No way!"

"When was your last erection?

"This morning when I got up to take a leak."

"I see. When was the last time a woman aroused you to full, or
partial erection?"

"It was with Alice. We were . . . never mind, that. What happened was
I lost it."

"Do you recall why?"

"I . . . no."

"Okay, let me continue with the essential causes of impotence.
Contrary to popular belief, impotence is almost never an "all or
nothing" phenomenon. Most men with erectile dysfunction have normal
desire and can obtain an erection, only the erection is not hard
enough. Hence the term erectile dysfunction, or partial loss is
preferred to impotence which suggests a total loss."

Not many are aware that in most cases organic rather than psychological
causes are responsible.
However, the trend is slowly but definitely changing. This is largely
due to tremendous advances in andrological research over the past few
years, which have conclusively established that in as many as 80-90
percent of cases of chronic impotence, the cause is not in the mind but
in the body. These causes can be identified using modern andrological
investigative modalities, quantified and often successfully treated
using totally non-psychological methods."

Robert interrupted. "Yes, yes, I know all that."

"I suspect that your disorder is in that 10 -20 percent and is
mental."

"So we're looking at a Freudian solution?"

"Exactly."

And so it went, until the fifth meeting when the breakthrough occurred.

The room was silent for a minute, Then Doctor Zaga, laid his pipe down
in an ashtray and clasped his fingers together.

"Let's revisit your last intimacy with Alice. If you can, tell me
about it. Please spare no detail. Everything may be of importance."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Please . . . go on."

"All right then. About two months ago we came back to my apartment
after a party. We were both stoned. I vaguely recall turning on the
stereo and almost knocking a lamp over with my dick. Oh, I don't mean
to brag Doctor, it's just that . . ."

"Please, don't worry, go on, continue with the story."

Alice was staring at my crotch. Really! She couldn't, or wouldn't
take her eyes off it. So I took a step toward her and she quickly
closed the gap, put her hands on my shoulders and it seemed like an
electrical current shot through me. We danced. Or I thought we were
dancing. It was more like dry humping the way she was rubbing against
me. Remember Doctor, we were two very horny people."

"Anyway, I was trying not to grind my dick into her. I wanted to
prolong the moment, if you know what I mean. But when she buried her
face in my neck and I felt her tongue licking my throbbing veins I kind
of lost it. I grabbed her by the ass and forced my cock into her groin.
If ever there was a fuck me signal, that was it."

"So," the Doctor said, "you were not experiencing any difficulty
at this point?"

"Hell no! From that point I ran my hands under her skirt, actually
lifting it to her waist, and kneaded the cheeks of her ass. She was
moaning now and I bit the side of her neck. She wore the hickey proudly
for at least a week afterward. And when Alice grabbed me by my cock and
squeezed . . . well, I picked her up by her ass and walked both of us
into the bedroom."

"I dropped her on the bed and kissed her. Somewhere in there we tore
our clothes off and resumed the kissing."

"Now . . . Robert . . .I need it now!" Alice had moaned.

Her breasts were covered with goose bumps, her areola and nipples
swollen with desire, poking out from her breasts like bottle caps."

"This is good," the doctor said earnestly, even as managed to
inconspicuously rearrange his penis in his trousers. For this was
arousing him and he thought ever so briefly, that 'If only Emma is in
the mood this evening.'

Robert continued. "I drew her right teat into my mouth and sucked
like a crazy man while she moaned with pleasure."

The doctor's hand slowly moved to his leg and sought out his own
rigid penis.

"Then my mouth was on her belly, my tongue wriggling around in her
belly button. And Alice's hands were guiding me lower. I knew she
wanted me to go down on her. I'd done it before. I enjoy going down;
it helps her with her climax. Anyway I could feel the wiry hair
surrounding her pussy against my skin and used my tongue on her."

"Oh, she was crying out . . . shit like, 'Yes, baby! Yes! Eat me!
Eat me!' And God help me, I love the taste of her down there. I could
eat her all day and all night . . ."

"Anyway, she was sloppy wet and coming hard. I had never met a woman
who came so much before . . . then she was screaming, 'Fuck me! Fuck
me Robert! Give me that black cock! Give me all of that black cock!"

"I . . . I started to mount her, but she pushed away and turned so
that she was facing me and she was kneeling between my legs. "Lemme
suck that thing! I gotta taste it!' she screamed."

"Then she rolled . . . and the next thing I knew her pussy was coming
down to meet my face and she had my cock in her mouth."

This continued for a while and then as I was getting close, she spat me
out and demanded that I fuck her. I mounted her, and was holding her
hip with one hand and aiming my cock at her cunt with the other when
she said it.

"What was it she said?" Asked Doctor Zaga.

"I . . . I'm embarrassed."

"Nothing is unimportant and if it embarrasses you it may have
relevance. What was it she said?"

"Can . . . can we get some friends of yours over to . . . to fill the
rest of my holes?"

"Were those her words?"

"Yes, her exact words. I'll never forget them. I went limp
immediately. Or, I should say, my cock went flaccid and stayed that
way."

"What did you do?"

"I was stunned, but to cover my inadequacy, I went down on her again
and brought her to several more orgasms. Then I dressed and left her
dozing."

"I see," said Doctor Zaga. "Well I think we may have a strong
clue, perhaps even the solution, or at least a partial solution to the
problem."

"Please Doctor, what is it?"

"The mention of having another man's penis anywhere near your
beloved Alice has had a dramatic effect on you, rendering you impotent.
It may be fear that another man might outperform you in sexual matters.
Or it may not."

"That's . . . crazy," Robert said, but his heart was pounding as
he thought about that very possibility.

"I . . . I recall having doubts about . . . about my abilities, but
when I'm with Alice I . . . I feel like superman, invincible, able to
perform for long periods without flagging."

"I believe," the Doctor said slowly, "that you have no
alternative, but to watch Alice engage in sex with another . . . no,
with at least two other men. Watching this happen will in all
probability cause an erection on your part and you will join in and
have your orgy, or whatever it is called these days."

"What?"

"Oh, yes. If you have the erection you will fuck her along with the
others. Once you reach your first climax, all will be well. You'll be
past caring that you've shared Alice with other men."

"But what will Alice think?"

"She is the one who proposed the idea in the first place. By all
means, confirm with her that this is indeed her desire. If not, well we
must try some other approach. But if she is agreeable, well then, you
must proceed."

"Very well, Doctor I'll talk with Alice this afternoon. Now if she
agrees my problem becomes one of finding the appropriate partners."

"Normally, I might suggest a close friend, but you may not want that,
given you and Alice are to be married."

"Yes, I'm already concerned with that aspect, but first I have to
talk with Alice."

"She may have something to contribute Robert. After all it's her
body we're discussing as a means of resolving your problem."

"Of course, you're absolutely right. Thank you Doctor, I feel cured
already. I'll let you know how it turns out."

"I wish the both of you well my friend, go with God." The two men
hugged and Robert walked out the partially opened door.

As soon as Robert had left, the Doctor picked up his phone and dialed a
number found in a tattered brown notebook.

"Hello Vivian?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"It's Doctor Zaga."

"You sound different on the phone doctor. How are you?"

"Fine. I'm fine. Vivian, can you do me a great favor?"

"I'd be delighted to help you doctor. What can I do for you?"

"I'd like it immensely if you could send one of your girls over to
my office within the hour."

"That's easy. Consider it done. Oh, and Doctor?"

"Yes?"

May I take the charges off my bill for your services?"

"Yes. Yes of course . . . oh, Vivian? There is one more thing."

"And that is?"

"The girl . . . she should be a young black girl with strong anal
tendencies."

"That's easy enough. Uh . . . Sybille will be at your office in,
oh, let's say, thirty minutes?"

"Wonderful. Thank you Vivian."

"Thank you Doctor."

***

Later that afternoon Alice began pawing Robert from the moment he set
foot in her apartment. It had been his intention to take Alice to lunch
and bring the matter up at the right moment, but it seemed Alice had
other plans.

She had torn his shirt open and was greedily licking his chest when her
fingers located the zipper of his fly and opened it. Deftly reaching
in, Alice gasped in surprise as she found a limp noodle instead of the
familiar dark club.

"What?" She said giving him an incredulous look.

"We have to talk."

"Sure baby, talk. I'm listening."

Still he hesitated.

"Come on, Robert, tell me!" she said, feigning annoyance to cover her
apprehension.

He had to laugh at her expression. "Perhaps I should just wait and
surprise you."

"I don't like surprises and you know it."

 "I think you'll enjoy this one, in fact, I know you will."

"You're mean." She pouted, but her eyes were twinkling.

He grinned. "Yes, you said that. I can fully appreciate your feeling
that way."

Suddenly, her eyes darkened and her smile vanished. "Just what is the
problem? Is it another woman?" She said quietly.

Robert shook his head. "No, quite the opposite. I don't particularly
respect what I am proposing to do . . . to you, to us."

"Then don't." Alice began to worry a fingernail.

"Alice, please. Understand, I love you and want so much to please you."


"I'm not sure about that. You haven't given me any loving for a while
now."

"I know. Now please love, be quiet and listen to me. I'm serious as
can be."

A flicker of alarm crossed her face, but her training helped disguise
it from him.

"All right, I'm listening," she said and gnawed at her nail
again.

When he finished telling his story, Alice had a look of disbelief upon
her face.

"You're kidding," she gasped, totally shocked by his disclosure.

With a hangdog expression on his face, he replied, "No, I'm afraid
not."

"But . . . what can we do?"

Robert seized the moment. "That's it! He exclaimed.

"What?"

"You, darling . . . you!"

"But what?" Alice asked, clearly befuddled.

"You used the word 'we,' when you mentioned the problem. I think
you said, " . . . what can we do?" That means you want to approach
this as a team, the same as I do. Believe me, it's the only way to
resolve the problem."

"I see." And she did. Her heart went out to him and they embraced.
"Oh, baby, you must be in such pain, with the wedding and all. My
god, I've caused you so much anguish with my wanting sex all the time
. . ."

They hugged and kissed and for a while Alice tried once again to get
him aroused, but quickly ended her efforts on realizing he wasn't
responding.

"You see?" He said, forlornly.

"Yes, I do. But what was it the doctor recommended as a possible
cure?"

"I need to watch you with two other lovers. That should be enough to
break down the mental barrier I've erected and get me to perform
capably with you once again."

"I love you Robert. I really do. If . . .if I agree to this . . .
will you think the less of me?"

"I love you too baby, and no, I won't. After all, I'm the one
responsible for arranging this whole thing."

"All right," she said. "I'll do it."

"Wonderful," he said and felt as if a heavy burden had lifted off
his shoulders.

"So," Alice said with a brighter than usual smile, "When and
where, and with whom?"

"Ah, I don't know. I haven't thought any further than this."

"But darling," Alice said, licking her lower lip, "we have just
five, no, six days until the wedding and you know I won't be
available . . ." she paused, licked her lip again, "most of the
time with the wedding arrangements and all.

Robert got to his feet. "Then I'd better get busy. He kissed her
hungrily and left, promising to call her later.

***

It was late afternoon, but still hot. Dutch Perry had poured two
glasses of lemonade from a tall pitcher he kept in the refrigerator.

Perry watched the breeze ruffle the fringe on the umbrella sprouting
from the center of the table on the wooden deck of the balcony. The sun
sparkled silver off the ocean swells that curled in on themselves to
form whitecaps as they neared the shore. He closed his eyes and
listened to the slap of the waves and the rush and roar of the surf. He
looked at his friend sitting across from him his glass of lemonade
untouched before him and resting in a circle of dampness on the
white-enameled table.

Perry thought his friend's handsome features had an intense cast to
them this afternoon. Robert was dressed impeccably, as usual, in a
well-tailored cream colored suit, pale blue shirt and mauve tie. His
gold Rolex gleamed on one wrist, a bulky gold bracelet on the other.
Perry himself wore no jewelry other than an old Timex. 'Robert looked
prosperous,' Dutch thought and laughed to himself. 'Hell, he was
prosperous and he dressed the part to perfection.'

"How's the separation going?" Robert asked.

"Marilyn served the papers on me Tuesday," Perry said laconically.
"I was expecting them. She's not that bad, Robert. It's just that
we don't, I don't know. We don't mesh anymore. She drinks too
much and has been fucking around a lot. If she's not careful she'll
come down with Aids or some other STD."

"I hear you," Robert responded and reached for his lemonade. After
taking a sip, he placed the glass back on the table, exactly in the
center of the circle of dampness.

Perry waited patiently for Robert to get around to whatever he'd come
there to say. The breeze picked up and snapped the umbrella against its
metal frame. The table moved an inch, scrapping over the wooden
decking.

Robert met his friend's eyes. "Dutch, I'm having a terrible
problem and need your help. It's Alice."

Perry voice reflected his concern, "Alice . . . why the wedding's
this weekend . . ."

"It's not her so much . . ."

"I'll do anything I can to help you buddy, so tell me, how can I
help?"

"This is going to sound stupid, maybe asinine, but I can't get it
up."

"What? You?"

"Right. I'm ashamed to admit it, but it's true." He looked his
friend in the eye trying to determine if Perry was taking him
seriously.

"Now listen carefully. I trust you and believe me, if I weren't
desperate I'd never even think of telling you this. Alice and I were
fooling around one night and just before I put it to her she said
something about . . . about it being nice if more than one guy fucked
her at the same time."

"A fantasy, that's all it was, " Dutch said, but his brow was
furrowed with concern. "Everyone has them, my friend."

"Yeah, I know. But fantasy or not, from that moment on I've been
impotent."

"So, how can I help?" Perry asked, but he already had an inkling of
what was coming.

"I need you and someone else to fuck Alice while I watch. My shrink
says this may release me from my mental block and restore my
erections."

"You're serious about this?"

"As God is my witness."

"Okay, I'll do it. But I need two things. One, I need your
assurance that you won't hold it against me if  . . . ah, you know,
nothing happens to you. And second, Alice has got to be okay on this. I
won't be part of some surprise just before her wedding night. I
respect her far to much for anything like that."

"You've got it. On both points, she's known about this for a day
or so and has agreed to go along with it. In fact, she wants to know
who I have in mind. And I appreciate you're understanding my
predicament."

"All right, who else is involved?"

"I don't know anyone else who I'd trust with this."

"Well . . . I have a friend who knows how to keep his mouth shut and
isn't too bad in the looks department."

"Who?"  "Marty Steppanelli."

"I don't think I know him," Robert said.

"We've hung out together for a couple years now. Since I got
separated from Marilyn. Anyway, the ladies like him and like I said, he
can keep things to himself. I trust him."

"Then he'll do."

"You'll take him, just like that?"

"I don't really have a choice, Dutch. And I trust you."

"Thank you. Let me make a call," and Perry got up and went inside.
Robert took another sip from his glass and looked far out to sea.
Something dark, probably a bit of flotsam was drifting. It mirrored his
mood, looking lost and lonely.

Perry returned bearing a sardonic grin.  "I managed to reach him,
that's the good news."

"And what's the bad news?"

"He's going to be out of town until Saturday."

"But that's my  . . . our wedding day!"

"So . . . we set you free on your wedding night. It will make for a
memorable night for sure," he smiled at his friend.

"Jesus!" Robert groaned.

A sleek crimson speedboat skipped past a couple hundred yards from
shore, buzzing like a hornet furious at being pinned to water. Within
seconds the angry snarl became a receding drone, as the boat headed out
to sea. Robert rose from his seat and shrugged his shoulders. "Well,
let me tell Alice." The two men shook hands and then Dutch gave
Robert a hug and assured him that things would work out.

Robert looked out at the ocean again. Whatever had been drifting had
disappeared when he wasn't' looking.

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