A rugby player goes to the doctor and says, 'I've got this sex problem, doc. You've got to help me.'
'Well' says the quack, 'tell me about your average day.'
'Well it all starts in the middle of the night. My girlfriend always wakes me up at about 3am and again at about 5am for nookie. Later, after a quick breakfast we can spend a couple of hours making love before I go to work!'
'I see' says the doc.
'No, hang on' he says, 'you see, when I get on the train to work I meet this girl every day, we get a compartment to ourselves and have sex all the way there.'
'Oh... now I see,' says the quack.
'No you don't' he says, 'When I get to work my secretary really fancies me and I have to give her one in the storeroom.'
'Oh.... now I think I get it' says the quack.
No, no, no' he says, 'When I go to lunch I meet this waitress I'm very fond of, and we nip out the back for a quickie.'
'Now I understand,' says the extremely patient doctor.
'No, hang on' he says, 'When I get back to work in the afternoon my boss - who is a very demanding lady I might add - has to have me take her over her desk or she says she'll give me the sack!'
'Ahh....' says the doctor, 'now I see.'
'No, there's more' he says, almost in tears. 'When I get home my missus is so pleased to see me she gives me a blow job before dinner and then we have rampant sex afterwards!'
By now, the exasperated doctor is beginning to lose his cool, 'So just what exactly is your problem?!'
'Well...' he says, 'it hurts when I wank.'