THE HYGIENE PROBLEM

[Miguel85]

THE HYGIENE PROBLEM - CHAPTER 1

As they sat in their small apartment, surrounded by still-unpacked boxes, Maria brought up a topic that her 14-year-old son, Juan, had been trying to avoid for years. "M'ijo, we need to talk about your hygiene," she said, looking at him with a serious expression. Juan felt his face start to burn with embarrassment. His sister, Sofia, who was 3 years younger than him, looked up from her book with a mischievous glint in her eye. "What's going on, Mama?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

Maria hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Well, Juan, you're getting older now, and it's time you started taking care of yourself. You know, down there." Juan felt like he was going to die. He had always hated talking about this, and now his sister was listening in, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Yeah, hermano, you don't want to be a stinky boy, do you?" Sofia teased, making Juan's face burn even more. "Shut up, Sofia," he muttered, trying to make himself not look upset.

Maria continued, "Juan, you know, I use to clean you up when you were little, but now you're old enough to do it yourself. You need to make sure you're pulling your foreskin back and cleaning underneath it. Is very important for your health." Juan felt a wave of panic wash over him. He hadn't touched himself down there in years, and the thought of pulling his foreskin back was horrifying to him. He had always hated doing it, and now his mother was expecting him to do it every day. "But Mom, I don't want to," he whined, feeling like a baby.

Sofia chimed in again, "Yeah, Mama, maybe you should do it for him. He's too scaredy-cat to do it himself." Juan shot his sister a dirty look, but she just giggled and continued to tease him. Maria sighed and said, "No, Sofia, Juan needs to learn how to take care of himself. But I will give him another option. He can go see the school nurse, and she can help him out." Juan's heart sank at the thought of someone else seeing him naked, but it was better than his mother doing it.

As they continued to talk, Juan couldn't help but think about how much his life had changed since they moved to the US from Argentina. He had always been a bit self-conscious about his body, especially his wide hips and big butt, which made him feel like he didn't fit in with the other boys. And now, with this foreskin issue, he felt like he was even more of an outcast. Sofia, on the other hand, seemed to be adjusting to their new life just fine. She was making friends at school and was already picking up the language. Juan, on the other hand, felt like he was struggling to keep up.

As the conversation came to a close, Maria said, "Okay, Juan, I’m gonna give you a choice. I can do it for you, right now, to show you that it’s not that bad… or you can go see the school nurse. But something needs to be done. You can't just ignore it forever." Juan nodded, feeling a sense of dread wash over him. He knew he had to make a decision, but he was scared of what would happen either way. Sofia, still teasing him, said, "Yeah, hermano, you'd better get used to people seeing your pee-pee. You're going to have to show it to someone eventually!" Juan's face burned with embarrassment as he thought about the humiliation that lay ahead.

[Miguel85]

For a week, Juan couldn't shake off the feeling of anxiety that had been building up inside him. His mother would constantly ask him if he had made a decision yet, and his sister, Sofia, would tease him mercilessly about his "pee-pee".

"M'ijo, have you thought about what you're going to do?" Maria would ask, concern etched on her face. Juan would just shake his head, feeling like he was being pulled in two different directions. "Yeah, hermano, are you going to let Mommy touch your pee-pee?" Sofia would chime in, giggling at her own joke. Juan would just roll his eyes and try to ignore her, but it was hard to shake off the feeling of embarrassment that lingered long after the conversation was over.

One day, when Juan was home alone, he decided to take a closer look at himself in the mirror. He locked his bedroom door and stripped everything off, feeling the usual mix of shame and curiosity. As he gazed at his reflection, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed by his body. He turned around, looked at his backside. His big butt and thick thighs made him feel girly, and his tiny "pee-pee" (as Sofia called it) sure didn't help. He was still completely hairless down there. He was almost fifteen, shouldn’t he look bigger already? Shouldn’t he have some hair? He looked down at his foreskin, feeling a sense of dread wash over him. He knew he had to do something, but he was scared of the pain that came with it.

Juan decided to try pulling back his foreskin, just to see if he could do it. He took a deep breath and gently tugged on the skin, wincing in pain as it refused to budge. "Ow, ow, ow," he whispered, feeling like he was going to cry. He tried again, but it was like his foreskin was glued on. He could only move it a few millimeters before giving up, feeling defeated. "Why is this so hard?" He wondered if he was the only one in the world with this problem. He got dressed quickly, feeling like he had been staring at himself for too long, but the feeling of embarrassment lingered for the rest of the day.

As the week went by, Juan found himself walking around school in a nervous, anxious haze. He would catch himself staring at the nurse's office, wondering what it would be like to go in there and have someone else look at him. He had always thought of a nurse as an older lady, someone kind and gentle, but when he walked by the office one day, he was surprised to see a young guy sitting at the desk. He looked like he was in his early 20s, with a serious face and a messy mop of hair. Juan felt a mix of emotions. Was it better or worse that it was a guy? A young guy at that? He wasn't sure, but he knew he had to make a decision. He convinced himself that having a man look at it was better than having a female, of any age, look at it.

"M'ijo, have you made a decision yet?" Maria asked, as soon as he walked in the door. Juan took a deep breath and let it out slowly, feeling a sense of resolve wash over him. "Yeah, Mom, I've decided to go to the nurse," he said, trying to sound confident. Maria nodded, looking relieved, and Sofia looked up from her book, a surprised expression on her face. "Really, hermano? You're going to let the nurse touch your pee-pee?" she asked, giggling. Juan just rolled his eyes and tried to ignore her, hoping he had made the right decision, no matter how embarrassing it was going to be.

As they sat down to dinner that night, Maria made a point of showing how proud she was of her son. "M'ijo, I just wanted to say, I’m really proud that you stepped up and decided to have this taken care of," she said, looking concerned but pleased. “It’s a big step. You sure that’s what you want to do?” Juan nodded, feeling a sense of determination, but also frustration, wash over him. "Ugh, yeah, Mom, like I said, I really don’t want you to do this, that’s just weird, and I don't want Queen Annoying over here to have anything to do with this," he said, shooting daggers with his eyes at his sister, who was trying to stifle a giggle. Maria nodded, looking understanding, and Sofia just shrugged, looking like she was already planning her next bit of teasing. "Okay, m'ijo, great, if that's what you want, then that's what we'll do," Maria said, smiling softly.

[NickTwisp]

Possibly Juan could have an inflammation called "balanitis" which can occur in uncircumcised males who do not regularly retract their foreskin. Hopefully the male school nurse can assist with this condition.

[Miguel85]

THE HYGIENE PROBLEM - CHAPTER 3

The next morning, Juan was a twitchy ball of anxiety. He did not want to do this, he would give anything to get out of it, but it was too late now. They all ate their breakfast, Juan barely saying a word. Sofia teased him constantly. “Almost time for the nurse to fix your pee-pee, are you excited, hermanito?” she teased, referring to him as ‘little brother’. She was good at getting under his skin.

They all piled into the family sedan and headed towards Juan’s school. Maria would drop Sofia off at her school afterwards. Juan’s nervousness only increased as his entire family walked through the double wide doors of the school and headed towards the nurse’s office.

They entered the waiting room and the nurse – the young man -- greeted them with a serious face. The boy's anxiety spiked. “Hi, I’m Nurse Thompson, but you can call me Peter. Are you all coming in together?” he motioned towards the door to the examination room.

“Yes, we are,” Maria announced. Juan's heart sank as both his mother and sister started heading into the room, pushing him along. He had imagined a quick, private session with the nurse, not a public spectacle. "Mama, can't you wait outside?" he pleaded, his voice shaking slightly.

Maria shook her head. “No, m’ijo, of course not, I want to make sure you’re taken care of properly.”

“Bu-but.. I don’t want you to…” he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. He then glanced at Sofia, “I don’t want her t-to… to see…”

“Oh, m’ijo, is ok, is nothing I haven’t seen before.”

And that was that. All three were now in the examination room, where a sterile table sat in the middle, covered in crinkly paper. What was the point of even going to the nurse if his family was going to get to see him naked after all? He felt his breathing become uneven, a panic building in his chest he could not keep down.

The nurse looked a Juan, then turned and spoke to Maria: “So, what’s happening here exactly? He doesn’t want to uh… to pull back…” an expression of mild disgust crossed his face. Juan’s mother took over the conversation.

“Yes doctor, Juan here, well, he never likes pulling back the skin on his pee-pee…” she started, completely unaware of how embarrassing that was for the boy. “… he never did, and when he was a baby, you know, a mother can wash a baby, but now, now he thinks he’s a big boy, but he can’t seem to wash it himself, so...”

"Okay, can you please tell him…” the nurse said, looking at Maria, avoiding Juan’s eyes. “… to have a seat on the examination table," he gestured to the table in the center of the room.

 "Do I have to, Mama?" Juan whispered, tears welling in his eyes, feeling like he was going to throw up. The boy's mother nudged him and said, "Come on, sweetie, it's okay. Just go over there and let the doctor take a look." The boy's sister, who had been trying her hardest to bite her tongue, piped up with, "Yeah, Juan, we need to check on your little pee-pee!" The boy shot her a furious glance, but she just giggled and said, "What? I'm just trying to help!"

Juan slowly walked over to the examination table, feeling like he was walking to his own execution. Maria and Sofia walked along beside him.

He sat down, feeling the paper cover crinkling beneath him.

“He needs to take his shirt off now,” the nurse said coldly, making an odd face as he looked at Juan, and the boy felt a wave of humiliation wash over him.

Juan looked down at the floor, feeling the inevitability of what was happening. He removed his oversized t-shirt, revealing a narrow, hairless chest, a small belly, and a muffin top. The nurse listened to his heartbeat with a cold stethoscope.

The nurse then said, "Okay, I need him to lie down on the table now." Juan slowly lay down, feeling his heart racing in his chest. The nurse added: “Could he pull down his shorts and underwear for me?"

Juan noticed how the nurse kept addressing his mother, not him.

The boy was a prisoner of that moment. It was too late to stop this now. He felt his face burning with embarrassment as he looked up from the table, seeing his mother’s and sister’s face looking down at him along with the nurse.

He turned his head away and slowly wiggled out of his shorts, his briefs coming down with them, exposing himself to the nurse and to his family. The nurse again made what could be interpreted as a disgusted face, and Juan felt like he was going to die from humiliation. Sofia giggled and said, "Ewww, Juan, it’s SO small!"

Juan’s hands flew to his crotch, covering up his privates as he blinked tightly and realized his eyes were wet. As if by instinct he sat up straight, like he could just decide to leave if he wanted. He noticed how plump his middle section was, sitting down like that… his thick thighs, wide hips, and how his butt looked extra big, flattened against the examination table.

“Ok, he needs to lay back down,” the doctor said as he softly pushed the boy back down on the table by the shoulder, while at the same time moving his hands away from his groin and laying them flat at the boy’s side.

He now lay shirtless, with his shorts and underwear around his ankles, completely exposed.

Maria just watched, clinically, detached. “Well, nurse?” she said.

The nurse commented, "Well… uh… he’s still very... small... for a boy his age. His foreskin looks very tight. How old is he now, 13?”

His mother chimed in, proudly, “He’ll be 15 in three months.”

Juan’s face burned even hotter.

The nurse continued: “Oh, almost 15. And completely hairless, too. Can I see the armpits?”

Juan lifted his left arm, and the nurse leaned in closely. Would this humiliation ever end? With his right hand, the boy covered up his privates again.

“Yeah, maybe he hasn’t really started puberty yet.” the nurse said, to Juan’s mother. Not to Juan, to Maria. Juan couldn’t ignore how the nurse would talk about him, instead of to him.

Sofia, who was watching with great interest, couldn't resist chiming in with, "Yeah, Juan, you're still a little baby, with a tiny little pee-pee!!"

Upon seeing the boy’s hand cupped over his genitals, the nurse spoke in a frustrated tone: "Okay, I’m gonna need him to stop covering himself so I can have a look."

“Juanito, stop it boy, let him work!”

Juan slowly moved his hand away, again exposing his shame to everyone in the room. The nurse made another face as he looked at Juan privates, and to complete the boy’s humiliation added: "Yeah, he still has a lot of development to go through."

Sofia jumped in with, "Yeah, Juan, you need to start growing some hair down there!" Juan felt like he was going to throw up from embarrassment, and he just wanted the whole ordeal to be over.

Finally, Juan felt the doctor’s fingers touch the area around his groin. All attention was now focused there.  

“Ok now, let’s see here. I’m gonna touch his penis now, it might feel a bit cold.”

And with that Juan felt gloved fingers on his… his… his pee-pee, as apparently every member of his family preferred to call it. The nurse’s fingers moved it up, moved it down, side to side, pulled it up a little, and pinched the tip, the foreskin. He tugged back, very gently, for a moment. Juan groaned and looked away.

"Ok, so you see, his foreskin is very tight, and it's not retracting properly,” the nurse said seriously. Juan’s mother nodded, like she had been saying this all along, and his sister had a giggling fit.

The boy felt like a medical specimen, there for no purpose but to be humiliated. He wanted to die on the spot.

[NickTwisp]

Very interesting story dealing with a real-life medical issue. Non-retracting foreskin in an uncircumcised male can lead to a serious infection.

Like how Mom & sis get to stay in the room and see Juan naked.

[ChubbyChaser73]

I love that he has a chubby belly, ass, and thighs. His little peepee resting above his wide thighs + hips. Eagerly awaiting the next part.