As the week passed, Jason's anxiety grew. It was Thursday morning and the doctor would be at the house by the time Peter and him returned from classes. He was profoundly embarrassed at the prospect of what was to come and yet he couldn't help getting hard whenever he thought about it. What if he got hard in front of the doctor? That prospect was more humiliating than he could stand. He had tried on several occasions to talk to Peter about his feelings, but Peter was strangely more accepting of the situation. The previous year under Jane Whiply's control had taught him that she knew what he needed and what was best for him. He didn't always like her decisions, but he knew better than to resist and ultimately he had come to believe that her judgment was better than his.

Jason, on the other hand, had not yet fully come to the same realization. He did have to admit that her control had resulted in his being disciplined about his studies it did keep him out of trouble at school. And in a way he did not at all understand, her complete authority over him was comforting. It somehow made him feel secure. She did seem to genuinely care about him and he felt that, in the end, she usually knew what was best for him. Still, his lack of control over any aspect of his life and complete lack of privacy upset and embarrassed him. Jason had not yet reached Peter's level of acceptance and acquiescence.

After the last class of the day, Peter and Jason met at their usual location for the short ride back to the house. Jason's anxiety was palpable, but he knew not to test Mrs. Whiply's patience by being late. As Peter unlocked the car and got behind the wheel, Jason slowly lowered himself into the passenger seat. "Why am I so nervous?" he thought to himself. Between his mother's and Mrs. Whiply's inspections and handling of every inch of his young body, he logically should have no more reason for modesty, but here he was, heart racing and palms sweating – and to his horror, he felt that familiar stirring in his loins.

In the ten minutes it would take them to get home, not a word was spoken. Jason glanced over at Peter as the car approached the house. He could plainly see that his new friend was not happy, but less so than he. "How could Peter be so calm in the face of the indignities that awaited them?" he asked himself. Peter shut the engine off and the two boys collected their books and with heads bowed, slowly walked into the house.

"Oh Dorothy, here are the boys now. Peter, Jason, come in here and meet Dr. Patterson." Obediently, the boys strode into the living room to meet the woman who would be examining them. Their eyes visibly bulged as they saw before them, not the wrinkled old doctor that they expected, but a stunningly beautiful woman who could be no more than in her late thirties. "Boys, this is Dr. Patterson." Jason and Peter froze in place and were speechless. "Boys, where are your manners? Introduce yourselves to the doctor."

Peter was the first to speak. "Hello Dr, Patterson. I'm Peter." Jason's mouth opened, but no words came out. Finally he stuttered, "H-h-how do you do D-D-Doctor? I'm J-Jason."

"Well, I am so pleased to meet you both. Jane has been telling me so much about you and I can see that she did not exaggerate when she told me how handsome you both are. My, what good-looking boys," she said with a broad smile that displayed perfectly white teeth. Dr. Patterson was smartly dressed and it was clear, even from this brief exchange, that she possessed enormous self-confidence.

"Dr. Patterson and I are just catching up on old times. Why don't you boys go upstairs, get out of your things and start your homework? Dinner will be ready soon." With a quick wave of her hand, she dismissed Jason and Peter and they headed for the stairs.

"Jane, they are such beautiful boys – and so well-mannered. I can see why you are happy to have them here."

"They are the dearest boys and such innocents. I love having them here, but I have to be strict with them so they will do well in their studies and stay out of trouble. You know how teenage boys can be, I am sure."

"I do Jane and you are right to keep a tight rein on them. In fact, I am emphasizing that very point in my lecture tomorrow. Parents, teachers, and in your case, parent surrogates, need to provide strict guidance, structure and discipline to teenagers, especially male teens. They need it and I think even though they sometimes rebel, deep down they appreciate it."

"I am so happy to hear you say that Dorothy. Sometimes I think I am being too hard on them, but I feel so much responsibility for them. And I know how rampant boys' hormones are at that age so I try to monitor their behavior even more closely."

"Well, in my professional opinion, you see to be doing a great job Jane."

"Thanks so much for saying that Dorothy." I sometimes need the validation. By the way, why don't we talk for a moment about their physicals? I assume because you are lecturing tomorrow that you probably want to look at them on Saturday morning. That right?"

"That seems to make the most sense. We can prep them tomorrow night. You know that they will need a couple of enemas so I can properly examine them, don't you?"

"Oh I figured you would and have already alerted them to being thoroughly cleaned out. I told them that they should be here promptly after classes end tomorrow and that they should plan on making themselves completely available to you."

"Perfect. They will probably need a final enema Saturday morning as well. You know, it wouldn't be a bad idea if I had a quick look at them now just to see if they have any immediate problems or if I might need any special equipment for their exams. That way I could get it at the college infirmary tomorrow. Do you think that would be OK with them?"

"Of course it would. They know better than to be anything short of completely compliant. In fact, as a punishment for some previous misbehavior, they are to strip completely naked as soon as they get home form school so they should be ready for you to look at right now. I'll call them down." Jane went over to the bottom of the stairs and called up to Jason and Peter. "Boys, Dr Patterson wants to have a quick look at you so come down here right now please."

Peter and Jason were in their respective rooms trying without much success to focus on their homework when they heard Mrs. Whiply calling them. They both froze for a few seconds, but then got up to go downstairs. Their anxiety heightened as they descended the stairs wearing only T-shirts and gym shorts. Timidly they entered the living room to see the two seated women staring up at them.

"What on earth are you wearing?" scolded Mrs. Whiply. "What are the rules about clothing in this house? Hmmmmm?"

The two boys' faces reddened as they looked helplessly at each other. A long awkward silence followed as Mrs. Whiply waited for a reply to her question. Jason could summon up not a word. Finally Peter offered apologetically, "But Mrs. Whiply, we thought that because Dr. Patterson was here that we should have some clothes on."

"Nonsense!" she snapped. "You know better than to disobey me. I was just telling Dr. Patterson how well behaved you were and now this. Get those clothes off this instant !"

The boys, especially Jason, were beside themselves with humiliation. "But Mrs. Whiply'" Peter pleaded. "Dr Patterson is a stranger and we are embarrassed to be naked in front of her."

"Dr. Patterson is a highly regarded physician and one of my oldest friends. She is certainly not a stranger and she is going to be examining you anyway so you have no need for clothing in front of her. Besides, she sees naked boys all the time so you have nothing to hide from her. Now I won't tell you again. Get those clothes off right now."

Dr. Patterson sat in stunned silence as she witnessed the boys' humiliation at the hands of her oldest friend. She was going to enjoy her stay far more than she realized. "Boys, you have nothing to be embarrassed about," she said in her most comforting and professional manner. You both have lovely bodies and Mrs. Whiply is absolutely correct. I see teenage boys naked every day back at my clinic. And how am I going to examine you with clothes on?"

Finally Peter reached for his T-shirt and pulled it over his head. Jason, realizing that he had little choice but to follow suit, did the same. Wearing only their gym shorts, they looked at the women hoping for a reprieve. None was forthcoming. In resignation, they each reached inside the waistband of their shorts and with their eyes closed, pulled them down and stepped out of them. In unison they quickly put their hands over their genitals.

"Now what do you think you are doing ?" scolded Mrs. Whiply. "You know better than to cover yourselves. And Peter, I am especially ashamed of your bad behavior. Jason is still relatively new here, but you have had a whole year to get accustomed to the rules of this house. Shame on you! Now both of you, hands behind your heads so they will be out of the way."

Fearing the consequences if displeasing Mrs. Whiply any more, they quickly obeyed.

"Much better. Now, how would you like to begin Dorothy? I don't think we will have any more trouble from them. Isn't that so Peter and Jason?"

Faces now very red, they both nodded their assent.

"My word, they are both shy ones, aren't they Jane?" Without waiting for an answer, she stood and walked over to Peter and looked him in the eye. She smiled at the frightened boy and placed her hands on either side of his head. "You may put your hands at your sides for the moment Peter."

Thoroughly chastened, he instantly dropped his hands taking care not to cover himself.

Dr. Patterson turned Peter's head one way and then the other, quickly looking in each ear. "Open your mouth like a good boy Peter and tilt your head back. That's right, just a tad more. You feel a little warm Peter. Are you feeling OK ?"

"Yes Doctor. I feel just fine. I am just a little nervous," he said almost in a whisper.

"Well, let's see how the rest of you looks before we answer that question." She next placed her hands on the boy's shoulders and slid them down to his hands, looking at each one closely. The next thing Peter felt was the doctor's hand grasping his testicles. He started to recoil, but quickly caught himself. She took his penis in her other hand and quickly checked for any obvious abnormalities. "You seem fine so far Peter. Be a good boy and turn around for me, spread you legs as wide as you can and touch your toes."

Peter moved to comply in an almost zombie like fashion. Jason watched in fascination as the doctor spread Peter's cheeks, exposing his pucker to all six eyes. She reached through his legs and cupped his scrotum once more and thoroughly felt each testicle. "Jane, would you please hold his cheeks apart so I can take good look at his anus?"

Peter was completely aware of the view the doctor, Mrs. Whiply and Jason had of him and almost fainted from the humiliation.

"Certainly Dorothy." She wasted not a second before assisting the doctor who ran her finger back and forth several times over his exposed sphincter. With one hand still cupping his scrotum and the other stroking his anus, he felt his penis begin to harden. He was now completely panicked, fearing what would happen when he was asked to stand and turn around.

"Jane, I would say that his anus looks quite normal, but I might need to shave some of his hair away so I can get a better look on Saturday morning. Boys do tend to develop a good deal of hair in the anal area and this not only makes a thorough examination more difficult, but it also can be a problem in maintaining proper hygiene. It might be a good idea if you shave him every week or so."

"I can see how it would be a problem Dorothy. I will do my best to keep him cleaner in the future. Jason has only a little hair back there so his examination should be easier."

Jason and Peter were mortified that the two women were talking about the most intimate part of their bodies as if they were not even there. They had been subjected to many previous indignities, but this was shaping up to be more humiliating than anything they had experienced before.

"OK Peter, You may stand up now and turn towards me," the doctor said matter of factly.

These were the words Peter knew were coming but hoped somehow would never be said. His penis was fully erect and he was desperate to avoid having the two women see him in this state. He stood up slowly, but did not turn towards the doctor, hoping to buy enough time for his hardened member to deflate.

"Turn towards me Peter," the doctor repeated. "I need to take one more look at your penis and then we are almost done for today."

How could he allow them to see him like this? He knew that he really had no choice and slowly turned towards the doctor and Mrs. Whiply, his face beet red and bowed.

As soon as his erect penis came into view, Jane Whiply let loose a startled gasp. "Peter! Have you no self control? What a naughty boy you have been today. How could you embarrass me like this in front of Dr. Patterson?

"Oh for goodness sakes Jane, it is entirely natural for boys Peter's age to get erections during an exam. It is a sign of a healthy child. Besides, it will make examining his penis that much easier and at least we know that this part of his equipment is in good working order," she said jokingly. With that, she took hold of the protruding member and gave it several good milking strokes to check for any discharges. She carefully spread the urethra to look for any sign of redness or infection. Seeing none, she dismissed Peter for the moment and summoned the quivering Jason to stand before her. "Stand perfectly straight Jason so I can get a good look at you."

She repeated the same instructions that she had just given Peter a few moments before, looking carefully in his ears, nose and mouth. She looked at his arms and hands as she had done to Peter and then felt his torso. "Now Jason, I want you to turn around, spread your legs as wide as you can and bend completely over so I can get a look at your little bottom," she said playfully. Dorothy was having a great time with the boys and loved their complete compliance. Their embarrassment only added to her pleasure. Jane had done an excellent job of training them.

Slowly Jason did as he was told and as soon as he was in position, Dr. Patterson spread his cheeks for a quick visual inspection. Jason let out an audible gasp as he felt his anus being exposed. Without being asked, Jane stepped forward to hold Jason's cheeks apart so the doctor could have unfettered access to his anus and scrotum. As she had done with Peter, she manipulated his testicles and ran her hand back and forth over his sphincter. Her ministrations had the same effect on Jason as they had had on Peter and his cock was pointing towards his chin in a matter of seconds. His humiliation was complete.

"OK young man, you may stand up now and turn towards me," instructed Dr. Patterson. "Let me have a look at your penis and then we will be just about finished."

Slowly Jason complied and his seven-inch penis came into full view of the two women as well as an intently staring Peter.

This time Jane said nothing, but her eyes were transfixed on Jason's manhood. "He is such a fine looking boy," she thought to herself. She could feel moisture gathering between her legs and envied her friend's occupation. Perhaps she would have been wiser to go into medicine rather than English Literature.

"Well, aren't you quite the big boy," observed the good doctor as she took hold of Jason's now throbbing penis. She stroked it several times as she had Peter's. Jason was now beyond embarrassment and on the verge of orgasm. Precum was forming at the tip and he thought he would faint if she kept touching him. She spread the glans to see if there were any obvious signs of irritation. Seeing none, she released the boy. "Be a good boy now and go stand next to Peter while I have a word with Mrs. Whiply."

Jason took his place beside Peter and the two very red faced nude boys stared down at the floor.

"Jane, they appear to be in good health, although I am concerned about how flushed they both are. It's probably nothing more than their obvious embarrassment, but just to be on the safe side, it would be a good idea to check their temperatures. If they are coming down with something, we can catch it early. I did bring along two thermometers so can do them both at the same time."

"Whatever you think Dorothy. You're the doctor." Jane was enjoying this more with each passing moment. Her friend was obviously quite thorough and she was not going to second guess her.

"Boys, I think it is advisable to take your temperatures because of how flushed you are. It will only take a couple of minutes so I want your full cooperation." The doctor reached into her bag to find her thermometers.

Peter and Jason felt relieved that their humiliation was coming to an end, but their relief was to be short lived as they saw the doctor pull two large thermometers and a jar of Vaseline from her bag. "Surely she can't be planning to take our temperatures that way," they both thought to themselves. "Can't you take our temperatures orally ?" Peter pleaded. "Only babies get it the other way." He was now near tears.

"Sorry boys, but this is the only way I know that I am getting an accurate reading. Call me old fashioned, but this is the way I do it."

"But we are not sick!" Peter protested. Jason just stood there in a stupor, unable to utter a word.

"You boys will do exactly as Dr. Patterson instructs and I don't want to hear another word or the thermometers will be sliding into two very red bottoms. Do I make myself clear?"

The boys looked at each other once again and then back at the two women. "But please Mrs. Whiply," Jason cried.

"One more word from either of you and your bottoms will be severely spanked. I have had quite enough of your childish whining. Dr. Patterson knows what she is doing and you should be grateful that she is taking such an interest in your health."

"Thank you Jane. This will go more quickly if you assist me by taking one of the boys and I will take the other. Now if you would be good boys and bring two straight back chairs from the dining room, we can get started. This will be a lot easier with the right chairs."

"Of course Dorothy, whatever you think." Jane was trying her best to contain her excitement, but it was obvious to Dr. Patterson that she was enjoying this immensely.

Jason and Peter, realizing that their protests were futile, went into the dining room and returned with the two chairs that would be very soon be used to further humiliate them.

"Put the chairs right here in the center of the room facing each other and about eighteen inches apart," Dr Patterson directed. As the doctor sat in one of the chairs, she invited Jane to sit opposite her. Jason, why don't you come over here and Mrs. Whiply will take you Peter. Now Jason, I want you to lie with your bottom right in the center of my lap. Peter, you do the same across Mrs. Whiply's lap."

The boys looked at each other in horror, and then but then did as asked without another word of protest. They were laid with their heads pointing in the same direction and facing each other. Because the chairs were so close together, the boy's forearms and hands were actually touching. Red faced and almost in tears, they looked at each other. So close were they that they could feel each other's breath on them.

"Jane, I positioned the chairs like this so I could demonstrate the proper technique for taking rectal temperatures of older children." As she spoke, she opened the jar of Vaseline and placed it on Jason's lower back. She then unsheathed one of the large rectal thermometers and handed it to Jane. "The first thing you want to do is to spread Peter's cheeks and do a visual examination of the anal area just like I am doing with Jason." She parted Jason's cheeks and lowered her knees, tipping Jason slightly in Jane's direction. "Since Jason is practically hairless around his sphincter, you can get a clear look at the entire area. If the area is red or there are any protuberances, it could be a sign of infection, hemorrhoids, anal warts or some other pathological condition. As you can see, Jason anus looks quite healthy. Now you do the same to Peter."

Jane quite proficiently spread Peter's cheeks as Dr. Patterson looked on approvingly. "As I observed before Jane, Peter has a good deal of hair around his anus making it more difficult to detect problems. This is why he should be shaved for Saturday's examination."

"I do see what you mean Dorothy. My word Peter, I can hardly see your little hole," Jane said laughingly. She was pleased with her little joke which was delivered to add to Peter's embarrassment.

"Now put a little Vaseline in your index finger like this and use your other hand to keep the cheeks spread. If you have any difficulty keeping them fully spread, you should ask Peter to reach back and spread them for you."

"It is a little tricky spreading them with one hand, isn't it? Peter, be a good boy and hold your cheeks open for me."

Peter moaned audibly, but he had no fight left in him and obediently reach back with both hands to pull his perfectly rounded globes apart.

"Thank you Peter." I can see that your attitude has gotten much better."

"Now rub the Vaseline over the entire area just like I am doing on Jason. Jason, be a dear and hold your cheeks open for me so I can give Mrs. Whiply a better view."

Obediently, Jason reached back and exposed his hole completely.

"Thank you Jason. You are being a wonderful patient. I know you are embarrassed, but it is only Mrs. Whiply and myself here, and it will all be over very soon. Jane get a little more Vaseline and slowly work your finger through the sphincter and into the rectum like so. Then twist your finger around as much as possible to completely lubricate the anus and rectal wall."

Jason moaned and pushed forward in a vain attempt to avoid the intruding finger. He wiggled slightly as he felt Dr. Patterson's finger reach deep inside him. As her finger touched his prostate, the boy experienced the same pleasurable feeling he did when his mother took his temperature. Almost instantly, his penis grew to its full seven inches.

"Be still Jason. I don't want to hurt you." She could feel his erection pushing against her thigh, causing her own juices to seep into her panties. God how she loved her profession! "Now let me see you do it on Peter."

Jane did as instructed causing the same reaction in Peter. She was startled, but in a thrilling way, as she felt his penis push against her thigh. Like Dorothy, she began to feel wet between her legs.

"If you will remove your finger and gently slide the thermometer in leaving about two inches exposed."

Jason could feel the eight inch thermometer enter his rectum and he watched as Mrs. Whiply inserted her instrument deep into Peter's hole. Once in place, he could clearly see the end of the thermometer sticking from between Peter's cheeks. Though he was more humiliated than he had ever been, he was also incredibly excited. Precum began to leak onto the doctor's thigh. He knew it was wrong, but he could not help the excitement.

Peter had precisely the same view and became equally excited. He could not remember a time when he felt more turned on. Indeed, the four individuals were approaching extreme sexual excitement, but desperately trying to hide the fact from the each other.

"We have to wait about four minutes for the thermometer to register and then we can see how the boys are," said the doctor as she looked at her watch. "While we are waiting, maybe we could talk about what needs to be done for the boy's exams Saturday morning. As I mentioned before, they will need to be thoroughly cleaned out so that I can do the rectal portion of the exam. That will require at least one soapy enema and a rinse. I want to be sure they are running clear before they go to bed. And they will need at least one plain water enema in the morning right before the exam begins. You don't mind helping me with those do you Jane ?"

"Certainly not. You are doing the boys and me a huge favor and I am only too happy to help in any way that I can." Jane could now feel the moisture seep through her panties and run down her thigh.

Both boys lay still as the women discussed their future humiliation, their eyes fixed on the other's bottom and the protruding thermometer. As the women spoke, they casually twisted the thermometers, occasionally pushing them in and out. They were approaching orgasm when the doctor mercifully announced that four minutes had passed and withdrew the instrument from Jason's bottom. She reached for a tissue and wiped it clean of lubricant, looked at the reading and pronounced Jason's temperature as normal. She handed Jane a tissue so she could read Peter's temp, which was also normal.

"Well, thank goodness for that, but it might be a good idea to check them again before bedtime just to be on the safe side. We can do it with the boys lying on their stomachs in bed. Now if you boys will just keep your cheeks open for another second, we will clean you up a little." She reached for two more tissues and handed one to Jane and used the other one to wipe away the excess Vaseline form Jason's bottom. Jane watched and then did the same to Peter.

"OK boys, you may get up now. That wasn't so bad, was it ?"

Jason and Peter quickly got up and started to head for the stairs.

"Not quite so fast you two. Aren't you going to thank Dr. Patterson for being so good to you ?"

The boys froze in their tracks, not wanting to turn towards the women with their cocks at full staff. Without turning, they both hollered their thanks and kept moving.

"Hold it right there boys. That is hardly a polite way to thank the doctor. Turn around and thank her properly."

Slowly Peter and Jason turned to face the doctor.

"Oh my, I can see why you wanted to do your hasty retreat," exclaimed Jane. "Can't you boys show any self control at all? I am ashamed of both of you. You have embarrassed me in front of Dr. Patterson."

"Oh Jane, it's really quite normal for boys their age. They really can't help it and besides, they are going to need to be erect for their semen sample collection on Saturday. Believe me. I am used to seeing lots of boys their age with full erections."

Jane's ears perked up as soon as she heard the plan for a semen sample collection. "How thoroughly delectable," she thought. "Still, I think they should be able to show better control. After all, this is a medical procedure, not exactly the time to engage in those nasty sexual fantasies boys are so notorious for. And especially you Jason; I have a responsibility to your mother to see that you are wholesome."

Jason, shamefaced, replied, "I am sorry Mrs. Whiply and Dr. Patterson. I couldn't help it. And thank you doctor for making sure that I am all right."

"You are quite welcome Jason," the doctor answered. "You were a well-behaved patient."

"And you Peter? What do you have to say for yourself ?" demanded Mrs. Whiply.

"I apologize for my lack of control. I am so sorry. Dr. Patterson, thank you for looking me over and for making sure that my health is OK."

"You are very welcome Peter. You were a good boy as well."

"That is much better. Now go to your rooms and study while I prepare dinner."

The boys bounded up the stairs, their erections bobbing up and down as they ran to the safety of Peter's room where they talked about what had happened to them. Rather than subside, they remained fully hard while they talked.

"I can't go through that again," Jason cried. "It was the most humiliating experience in my life and it sounds like only the beginning. What are we going to do?"

"I don't know Jason. It was pretty horrible, but I don't see any way out." As usual, Peter tried to console Jason and to make him understand that, as humiliating as it was, it was all for their own good. "I know how you feel. I feel the same way, but Mrs. Whiply does care about us. She just has a strange way of showing it sometimes. Maybe it's because she never had any kids of her own," Peter rationalized.

The more they talked, the more their erections remained at full staff. They both needed release badly and this time it was Jason who reached for Peter's cock. Gently he stroked it. Peter reached back and soon their bodies were touching. They looked at each other and their lips met. Jason was the first to shoot, but Peter was not far behind. They both came like never before and their cum-soaked hands clasped, their young spunk mixing together.

As soon as the moment passed, they silently cleaned up and adjourned to their respective rooms. They were both riddled with guilt, but it had happened twice now and they each knew that there was a growing bond between them.