Chapter 3

“Anand, get up.”

Mom informed me that we had arrived home as I opened my eyes. I hurriedly opened the car door and began walking towards our house. I suddenly realized I was naked inside the car. I looked down and discovered myself standing stark naked in the middle of the street. People were staring at me as I walked down the street. Our neighbors were staring at me as well. Since it was early in the morning, most of them were exercising in their backyards or talking with one another. When I turned back, I noticed Mom approaching me quickly, holding the towel and the shirt. She placed the towel around my waist and led me inside the house.

“Is everything all right, Anamika (my mother’s name)?” one of the neighbors inquired loudly.

“Yes,” Mom confirmed. “Anand had a high fever.”

Even so, Mom explained calmly, that wasn’t enough for the neighbor aunty (in India, we refer to our neighbors as uncle or aunty to show respect).

When Mom opened the gate, my grandpa was watering the plants. He approached us, took my hand in his, and led me inside. Mom and Abhijit’s uncle followed us. Grandpa made me sit in a chair. Grandma and my sister came out of the kitchen when they heard us talking.

“I need to get the report from the diagnostic center; it’ll be ready in two hours,” Mom said to my grandparents. “I didn’t want Anand to be waiting for two hours, so I came back with him.”

Grandma brought us food since we were hungry. Then Mom and Abhijit uncle left for the diagnostic center to collect the report.

“The doctor has advised Anand to keep his bottom uncovered,” she informed my grandparents, just before leaving.

They nodded.

As they left, Grandma pulled the towel from around my waist and placed it on the table next to me. I was seated in the chair again, completely naked. I couldn’t figure out why I didn’t feel as ashamed as I did in the hospital. Perhaps it was because they were my family members, or I had grown more at ease without clothes after spending the night with my bottom exposed. Grandma went into the kitchen again to continue cooking, while my grandpa sat in one of the chairs and my sister, who was standing next to me, caressed my hair.

“You will be fine soon, Bhai (brother),” she reassured me.

Her soft touch on my hair and skin gave my penis a slight throb. It began to throb with each beat of my heart. At first, I assumed she hadn’t noticed, but a tight squeeze on my left shoulder made me know she had. I pretended that I had no idea what was going on. Grandpa noticed my sudden boner as well, but he remained silent. When I glanced at him, I realized he had a grin on his face.

“What’s going on?” Grandma said as she entered the living room, completely unaware of my erection.

“Oh my!” she said, standing in front of me, close to Grandpa. My face flushed bright red with humiliation as I kept my gaze fixed on the floor.

“Stop, Anjali (my grandma’s name)!” Grandpa yelled. “You’re making him feel embarrassed.”

“Oh, I don’t want to,” she giggled. “But he’s so cute down there.”

I had been enjoying their chats about my penis and erection, but I was blushing at the same time. My sister and I both adored our grandparents, and they adored us as well.

“Grandma, stop!” I responded coyly.

I also heard my sister laughing.

“They’re making fun of you again,” my sister chuckled as she embraced me with a hug.

I felt my semi-hard dick push against her stomach through her thin t-shirt. She could feel my stiff cock poking her tummy as well; however, she didn’t move and continued to hug. My grandparents then wrapped their arms around both of us, and the four of us hugged firmly.

“Anand, you should take a bath right now,” Grandma said, walking to the pond with two buckets. She didn’t want me to bathe in the pond since I was sick. She returned ten to fifteen minutes later, holding two buckets of water.

“Shreya (my sister’s name), are you going to bathe your brother, or should I do that?” she asked.

My sister didn’t know how to cook, so she preferred to bathe me and leave the cooking to Grandma. Meanwhile, Grandpa had gone to bathe in the pond.

She took me to the backyard, holding a towel and soap in her hands. Our backyard was a little secluded, so most of our neighbors couldn’t see me naked over there. My sister filled the mug with water and poured it over my body several times. The cold water made my penis throb once again, and I saw it was getting semi-hard. She rubbed the soap between her palms and started rubbing it all over my skin, forming a thick layer. When she started rubbing the soap over my pubic area, my cock instantly turned rock hard, and I shouted in pain. Suddenly, she took a small step back and looked at me.

“Are you okay, Bhai (brother)?” she said, concerned.

“My balls hurt when you rubbed them with soap,” I screamed.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” she apologized. “I’ll try to be gentle now.”

She rubbed the soap all over my shaft and pubic hair, being careful not to get it on my testicles. The tip of my penis had been quite sensitive since I had been circumcised. As she began to rub the soap along my shaft in a stroking manner, I felt something happening inside my balls. They became tighter, and my penis felt warm. I cried out, feeling another stinging pain.

“Stop, Didi (sister)!” I almost burst into tears. “My balls are hurting again.”

She stopped immediately and rushed to call Grandma. When they returned, my dick had softened, and my balls were no longer as tight as they had been. I realized that my balls hurt more when they became tight. As they were soft and hung down, I felt less pain. They asked me about the pain, and I replied that it was gone. Grandma suggested my sister bathe me using only water and no soap. Soon I was done bathing. She took me inside after gently drying me off with a towel. While I was going inside, I noticed Grandpa on the phone with someone. After Grandpa hung up the phone, he told us that he was talking with Mom. She informed him that she had collected the report and had it examined by the doctor. For me, the doctor suggested medicine and lotion.

“Didn’t she tell you about my problem?” I asked him.

“No,” he replied. “Your mother said she’d explain everything when she got home.”

When Mom got home, we were having lunch. She also invited Abhijit uncle to join us for lunch. It was a way of thanking him. Abhijit uncle had urgent work, so he left immediately after lunch. He stopped and gazed at me before leaving our house.

“Don’t worry, young man!” he said, smiling. “There’s nothing serious in your ultrasound test results, and you’ll be fine soon.”

Mom nodded as I stared at her with yearning eyes. Grandpa was seated on the couch, and my sister was sitting next to him. Mom was sitting on one couch, and I was sitting on Grandma’s lap on another.

“What did the doctor say?” Grandpa questioned her.

“He prescribed these,” Mom replied as she took a strip of tablets and a little bottle from her bag. “Anand needs to take one tablet after lunch.”

Then she held the small bottle in her hand and continued, “And this lotion has to be rubbed all over his penis and testicles every night before going to bed.”

I was fine with taking the tablets, but the thought of rubbing the lotion all over my balls made them hurt again. I realized that I was getting hard again just by thinking about it. I carefully placed my hands over my crotch, so they wouldn’t think I was a horny guy. Mom took a quick glimpse at my crotch but said nothing. Mothers know everything, and my mom was no exception.

“You must rub it well, or the pain will not go away.” Shreya, my sister, giggled.

“Shreya, you must stop!” Grandma laughed. “Don’t embarrass your poor brother again.”

They all laughed. They were relieved to know that I didn’t have any serious health issues, and that medication could help me recover.

“What did the doctor have to say about the pain?” Grandpa inquired once again.

“Oh, right, I forgot to say,” Mom said as she placed the bottle on the table. “The doctor said there is a small twist in the nerve connecting his penis and testicles, which is preventing him from having ejaculations.”