Nurse Wilson returned to the room after a short wait of about five minutes. "Doing okay, Mr. Johnson?" she asked.

"Yes," was the one-word answer from Jim.

"All right then. Let me help you up so you can expel that," she said. She walked to Jim's side and helped him up from the table. Jim sat down on the toilet and once again expelled the fluid. While Jim was on the toilet, the nurse walked to the panel next to the door and pressed a white button which stayed lit. My guess was that this was the signal for Nurse Goodell to return. Nurse Wilson now walked to the counter and retrieved an item from the cabinet, obviously preparing for the next phase in Jim's exam. I could see that the item was metal and was sealed in a plastic bag. Perhaps it was sterilized after its last use. She opened the bag and placed the instrument on the counter. Jim was now finished on the toilet, had wiped himself off, and was walking toward the nurse.

"Is that what she's going to use on me?" he asked as he saw the instrument laying on the counter.

Nurse Wilson quickly covered the instrument with a paper towel as she answered. "Yes, that's right, but Nurse Goodell will explain everything to you. Please have a seat on the table."

Jim mounted the table and sat down facing me. His legs were spread apart slightly, giving me a nice view of what he had between them. His penis was now completely limp and was comfortably resting atop his loose balls. Our eyes met briefly and I give him my best reassuring grin. He halfheartedly smiled back. He seemed relieved that he survived the enemas, but also a bit worried, not knowing exactly what was about to happen.

After a short wait, there was a quiet knock on the door and Nurse Goodell entered. "All right, Mr. Johnson, I assume you're all cleaned out and ready to go," she said.

"Oh, yeah, I'm all clean now," Jim replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Let me explain this next part of the exam," the nurse said as she approached the counter and picked up the instrument. "This is a proctoscope, and it allows me to visually inspect the last six inches or so of your rectum and anal cavity." As she was speaking, she held the instrument out so that Jim could inspect it. It consisted of a shiny metal tube that was about five or six inches long and about one inch thick. She was holding the instrument using a metal handle that was connected to one of the ends. There was also a red plunger that was attached to a small hose at the end of the instrument.

Nurse Goodell now continued her explanation to Jim. "After thoroughly lubricating the scope, I'll slowly insert it into your rectum, at which point I'll remove this middle piece, called an obturator, and perform the visual inspection." She now unlocked and removed the inner portion of the instrument and showed Jim that it was now basically a hollow tube. A shiny, cold, hollow metal tube that she was about to shove up his ass. "During the process I'll also pump in some air. That helps to expand your anal cavity to allow better viewing," she added. "Any questions?" she asked. Jim just sat there staring at the instrument without making a sound. He obviously wasn't happy about having something like that shoved up his ass, but, of course, I couldn't wait to see it happen.

"All right then. Caroline, please get Mr. Johnson ready and I'll prepare the scope," said Nurse Goodell.

"Sure thing," answered Nurse Wilson. "Mr. Johnson," she continued, "I need you on the table on your hands and knees." Jim stood up from his seated position and mounted the table with his back toward me. Once on the table, he got on his knees and then bent over to support his upper body with his arms. "That's just about right," said the nurse. "Just part your legs." Jim shuffled his legs further apart, moving his knees toward the edges of the exam table. "That's better," said the nurse. "Now lower your upper body and rest your head on the table. Just rest your arms at your sides." Jim lowered his head to the table, further accentuating the fact that his ass and only his ass was the focus of this examination. It was now prominently positioned for my viewing pleasure and for the nurses' assault. With his legs parted, his testicles and penis were also on display as they gracefully hung down between his legs.

While Nurse Wilson was preparing Jim, Nurse Goodell was busy preparing the scope. After pulling on a pair of exam gloves, she applied a generous amount of lubricant, using her fingers to spread it evenly over the entire length of the metal shaft. Now that Jim was in position, Nurse Wilson repositioned the spotlight above the exam table so that it was once again properly aimed at the business end of the exam. She then turned it on and bathed Jim's pale white ass in bright light.

Nurse Wilson now put on a pair of exam gloves and took the scope as it was handed to her by Nurse Goodell. After adding additional lubricant to her fingers, she approached Jim. "Now, Mr. Johnson," she said, "I'm first going to make sure you're fully lubricated before I attempt to insert the scope." As she spoke she placed her left hand on Jim's left cheek and pressed the middle finger of her right hand against his hole. She applied pressure and her finger easily slipped into his ass. After twisting and turning her finger to spread the lubricant, she slipped a second finger in. She once again twisted and turned her fingers, evenly spreading the lubricant. After a few seconds, she slipped a third finger into his ass. This time she appeared to be stretching his anal sphincter, preparing it to receive the cold metal object. After a minute or so, she removed all of her fingers from Jim's rectum.

Nurse Goodell wiped the excess lubricant from her fingers with a paper towel and then retrieved the scope from Nurse Wilson. "Okay. Here we go, Mr. Johnson. You'll feel some pressure and stretching, but this shouldn't cause any severe pain," she said to Jim. Jim didn't acknowledge her comments at all and was completely silent. The nurse brought the end of the scope up to his anus and began to apply gentle pressure. She first pushed just the tip of the device into his ass, inserting it maybe a half inch. Once his sphincter relaxed enough to receive it, she slowly pushed further, now inserting the device a full inch into his rectum. She continued to apply gentle and consistent pressure as the scope slipped further into Jim. She seemed to be taking her time. It took more than a full minute for her to bury the scope deep into Jim's rectum. "All right, Mr. Johnson, that's as far as it goes. How are you doing?" she asked.

"Fine," was heard as the reply from the far end of the exam table.

"Good, then I'll just have a look, and we'll get this out of you as quickly as possible."

Using the handle, Nurse Goodell now turned the scope 180 degrees. She then turned the obturator to unlock it and carefully removed it from the middle of the scope. She turned on the light on her otoscope and used it to look through the void in the middle of the scope, directly into Jim's rectum. While she was viewing the inside of his rectum, she used the hand pump on the scope to add air. After a minute or so of viewing, she carefully replaced the obturator to the middle of the scope. Using the handle, she turned the scope 90 degrees clockwise and repeated the exam by removing the middle part of the scope, viewing, pumping air, etc. She repeated this maneuver two more times, each time turning the scope about 90 degrees before performing her visual inspection.

After a while I lost interest in her exam and began to focus on Jim. In particular, I was interested to see if her examination was having any affect on Jim's state of arousal. It was. It was quite obvious that his penis was becoming hard. It was still hanging straight down between his parted legs, but was now much longer and thicker than it was before. He wasn't fully erect, but he was obviously stimulated by this exam. His testicles were still loosely hanging from his body. How I wished that I could grab them right now, but I couldn't. That would have to wait until later.

Nurse Goodell now began to ever so slowly remove the scope. Before doing so, she removed the obturator one last time, leaving the middle of the scope open for viewing while it was being removed. She looked through the middle of the scope as she slowly backed it out of Jim's body. After another minute or so, it was fully removed and handed to Nurse Wilson's waiting hands for cleanup.

"All right, Mr. Johnson, your proctoscopy is done," said Nurse Goodell. Jim immediately raised his head from the table and started to get up before the nurse stopped him. "No. Don't get up yet. We have a few additional things to cover before you're completely done," she said. Jim obviously thought that the proctoscopy was the icing on the cake. He wasn't happy to hear that there was still more to this exam. He was now kneeling on the table waiting for the nurse's next command.

"I'm afraid that your insurance forms also require us to extract a sample of your prostatic fluid," said Nurse Goodell. "We'll check it to determine if you have any kind of bacterial infection." Upon hearing this news, Nurse Wilson retrieved a culture dish from the cabinet and took a position on the right side of the exam table. She now ordered Jim into the required position. "Just stay on your knees as you were before, Mr. Johnson, but support your body with your arms," she said. Jim bent over again, this time supporting himself with his arms instead of resting his head on the table. "Feet wide apart, please. All the way to the edge of the table," she added. Nurse Goodell now approached Jim's ass once again and addressed him. "I am sorry about this, Mr. Johnson, I should have obtained this sample during your initial rectal exam but I'm afraid I didn't notice that it was required. I am sorry."

"Let's just get on with it," Jim growled.

"Yes, of course, Mr. Johnson. To extract the sample, I will massage your prostate and Caroline will catch the fluid as it is expelled from your penis," said Nurse Goodell. When she finished speaking, she nodded to Nurse Wilson, signaling that the exam was about to begin. From her position on the right side of the exam table, Nurse Wilson grabbed Jim's penis with her left hand. She positioned the tip over the culture dish that she was holding in her right hand. You would think that Jim's ass had been lubricated enough by now, but out of habit, Nurse Goodell added some more lubricant to her gloved fingers. She then plunged one finger, then two deep into Jim's ass. She wasn't twisting or turning her fingers in any way, she was simply pushing, pushing on a single spot, Jim's prostate. She continued to push on this one spot, slowing increasing the pressure.

"Now, try not to ejaculate, Mr. Johnson. We only want the prostatic fluid right now," she said. I wondered what she meant by "right now." Did she really mean that they would also need a sperm sample later? As she was pushing, Jim let out a painful grunt. "I'm sorry Mr. Johnson, some men find this pleasurable, but I'm told that it can sometimes be painful," she said. Looking at Jim, it was a little bit of both. Based on the size and firmness of his penis in Nurse Wilson's hand, he was deriving some pleasure from the procedure.

After about one or two minutes of pushing, Jim grunted several times and Nurse Wilson spoke up. "He just produced some fluid, Nurse Goodell," she said, "I think it should be enough." Nurse Goodell immediately stopped pushing and removed her fingers from Jim's ass. Nurse Wilson released her grip on Jim's penis and immediately took the culture dish containing the fluid to the counter and covered it up.

"Please remain in this position, Mr. Johnson," said Nurse Goodell, "we have one more procedure to perform." I could now see the full extent of Jim's arousal now that the nurse was no longer holding his penis. It was once again hanging down between his legs and was quite thick and firm, a very nice erection.