The job sounded almost too good to be true. It was as if someone had looked into my life and mind and pulled out what I wanted right then and wrote the ad based on that information. My marriage had gone south when I came home from work early, feeling lousy and found my wife of only two years bent over the dining room table with my neighbor/boss/friend giving it to her with gusto. I beat the living shit out of him tried to catch her to do the same after I was done with him and ended up in jail for chasing her naked ass down the street. Charges were dropped but when I got home her stuff was gone and she was too. SHE filed papers on me and I was only too glad to see the last of her sorry ass. My neighbor/boss/ex-friend got thrown out of his house by his wife and HE blamed ME for all his problems so my job went out the door too. I found another job and worked there for the 6 months it took to divorce the bitch. The day it was final I packed up my shit and began looking for a job somewhere far away. I celebrated my freedom with my neighbor’s wife but it was just the two of us working out our anger and pain together and there was no spark.

A week later I was visiting my parents before moving on when I read the ad in the back of a sort of odd Backwoods magazine. It seemed that there was a small scientific study group in the back woods of Washington State that needed someone with a wide variety of manual skills. Most important after those skills was a love for the outdoors and no great need for a lot of the bells and whistles of modern life. This place was isolated and there were no other people other than these four researchers anywhere within a day or twos travel.

There was a telephone number that once I called it connected me to a local number that hooked me up via satellite phone to one of the researchers. We talked and she seemed pleased with my general summery of experiences. It seemed that they were a science group doing a long term study of the last totally untamed environment in the US and needed someone to keep everything running. They were stationed in a big log lodge that at one time many years ago had been host to people like teddy Roosevelt and other big name hunters and outdoors men.

I have over the years done a little of everything. I pick up trades with an ease that someone else might learn a new dance step. I can build or fix just about anything and like a challenge. I do plumbing, carpentry, electricians work, mechanic of anything from a weed eater to a car or diesel truck or dozer and know a lot of the primitive skills like blacksmithing and tinkering. The person that I was talking to was named Shauna Lorene and I introduced myself to her and there was, at least to me an instant chemistry. I described myself to her…

A quick run down on myself before I go much further. My name is Daniel McClain. Most people call me Danny and I am a 30 year old redheaded Scot Irish Viking. I stand 6’ 6” and weigh in at 227 lbs and have what some say are piercing green eyes. I’m strong as an ox, agile, like to climb and run 2 miles a day. Despite all of that, I am mostly a gentle giant and would rather read or do some sort of wood carving or craft thing than pillage or fight. When I beat the crap out of my good buddy, those were the first blows that I had thrown in anger since I was in junior high.

Shauna and I talked for a long time and she explained that because of their isolation I would have to pass a very thorough physical before they could hire me. I was healthy as a horse so wasn’t worried about that. The wages were great so there was no need to haggle over that and at the end of our talk she gave me a number to call in a nearby bigger city. She also gave me a name and code word to give them so they would know what was needed and who to send the bill too.

I was pumped and called the number as soon as I got off the phone with her. They gave me directions and told me that it would be an all day affair. They wanted me there at 8 o’clock so I left that afternoon and stayed in a nearby hotel.

The place was a rather odd sort of place. It looked like an old boarding house more than a medical operation with a big front porch and white clapboard siding. As soon as I stepped inside the front door that impression vanished. Inside it was all fresh, modern and state of the art. I gave the receptionist my name the name Shauna had given me and the code word to verify who sent me. I filled out endless papers and then was given a huge thing of questions and assorted tests that took over two hours to complete. When I finished THAT, I had barely gotten settled when a door was opened and I was called.

An extremely attractive nurse led me to an exam room and I was offered the usual hospital gown that in my case didn’t even come close to fitting. The nurse looked at me and then at it and offered, “How about you just keep your skivvies on for now under the gown.” I nodded in total agreement and she left me to change. When I stood the shorty gown barely reached my crotch! I sat on the end of the table and after a couple of minutes there was a knock and the cute nurse asked, “Are you ready Mr. McClain?”

“Yes ma’am…as ready as I can be in this thing.” She came in and following her was another extremely lovely lady who was obviously the doctor.

“Hi,” the doc looked down at her chart, “Daniel, may I call you Daniel? I’m Sherrie Johnston your Doctor for this examination. It is going to be rather extensive and I prefer informality. Call me Sherrie please.” She held out her hand.

I took it and said, “Danny is what I am generally called by my friends. Please feel free to use whatever makes you most comfortable though.”

“Danny is excellent. This is Peggy, she and one other nurse named Merrill will be working with us today.” She looked me up and down. “You are a big one. I’m sorry we didn’t have anything larger for you than the gown you are wearing. I am afraid your shorts are going to have to come off and that gown isn’t going to offer you much. Would you remove your shorts please?”

I removed them trying to maintain some level of modesty but I hadn’t tied the damn thing in back and about the time I got the shorts off the gown fell off my shoulders and before I could react it was gone! I said “Shit!” Peggy giggled and the doc grinned.

“Danny in your case, when you need to be covered how about just wrapping it around your waist. For now you might just a well give it to Peggy until I finish my physical examination.” And so it began.

When she said physical examination she meant that she was going to look at EVERY square inch of my body up close. She didn’t miss a single freckle. She handled my balls and penis as gently and with as little stimulation to it as possible but my response was immediate.

Peggy observed, “Well that is one reflex that we can mark down as working!”

“Don’t let it embarrass you Danny. We see a lot of that and well in this examination I’m afraid that it will be a fairly common occurrence.” Sherrie told me.

I was as red as I think it is possible to get and then she got to the part where she put on the glove and asked me to lay over the end of the table with my legs spread and my toes turned in. I assumed the position and Peggy helped by holding my cheeks spread as Sherrie went in. I grunted and she patted my ass with her other hand. “I need you to just relax Danny.”

I did the best I could but this wasn’t your regular prostate check. She went in deep and then added fingers and probed. THEN she went to my prostate and spent what seemed like an eternity checking it and massaging it. Peggy handed me a hand full of paper towels and told me that I would need them. I assumed that she meant to wipe my ass but when Sherrie was done she cleaned me up before backing off. I stood up and understood. I was hard and dripping urgently.

Sherrie saw me cringing and told me, “I MADE you do that Danny. It is called expressing the prostate and if you hadn’t reacted this way something would be wrong. I will do some more of it later as we gather samples. For now you will need to let us draw blood, give us a urine specimen, allow Peggy to get a stool sample and then Peggy will take you for a sonogram. After that you are scheduled for a colonoscopy so Peggy and Merrill will have to prep you for that. The Prep takes two or three hours depending and the test takes about a half an hour to 45 minutes. After that you will come back to me for more samples and a final check before we are done.” She turned to Peggy, “He is all yours. Call me when you are nearly done with his prep so I can observe his final rinse.” She turned back to me and smiled, “Danny you need to be good for Peggy. If you give her any problems she has my permission to spank you so look out!” We all laughed but the way Peggy looked at me made me wonder!

Peggy drew blood and handed me a jar to pee in. She stood there and when I looked at her she explained that for drug testing she had to SEE the specimen deposited. I tried and while she waited she took a swab and rubbed it around in my mouth against my cheek. When I still hadn’t done anything she told me to bend over the table so she could collect a stool sample. I blushed and again assumed the position. Peggy stuck something up my ass and wiggled it around for a little while before removing it and putting the head in a test tube thing and sealing it.

She looked at me and shook her head. “We have a lot to do Danny. We can’t wait much longer. I think I am going to just go and get the sample if you don’t mind.”

“What!! How I mean how are you going to do THAT?” I blurted.

“I’m going to do a quick cath and drain your bladder. It won’t hurt a bit!” She went over to the cabinets and returned with a sealed package. “Hop up on the table for me.” She raised the back so I was sitting but leaned back.

“Wait I think I might be able to do it now!!” I told her panicking. She patted my leg and began to wipe my pecker off with a prep pad from the sealed package. “No Peggy I’m serious!!” She placed a paper thing over my penis so it was all alone and pulled out a 2 foot long plastic tube out of the package and a tube of some kind of lubricant.

She handed me the jar. “You can try while I lubricate the cath tube.” I TRIED!! About a minute later she took it from me and took my penis in hand. She pressed the snout of the tube of grease in my little opening and squirted some up into me. Then she introduced the tube into me and started feeding it in. I felt something and she warned, “You will feel a little pressure.” She pushed and whatever it was allowed her to continue. Soon I was warned again and again there was a strange feeling and she was in. She put the end of the tube in the jar and removed the hemostats from the end of the tube. It filled with a rush and then she clamped me off. And set the jar aside. She attached a bag to the tube and let me finish draining. When the flow slowed she clamped it again and removed the bag.

“OK Danny I want you to close your eyes and think dirty thoughts for me.” She giggled and held my penis gently but firmly. I closed my eyes and had little trouble thinking sexy thoughts as this cute little vixen held my penis. After about a minute she said softly, “Now just stay relaxed.”

The removal was a wild slightly painful slightly erotic feeling and near the end I thought I was going to do something…and then it was over. I had moaned and jumped but not embarrassed myself too badly.