Sharon met David for lunch, but they had to be quick if they were going to leave by 1:00 p.m. They grabbed burgers and walked toward Sharon's house to drop off their backpacks. Sharon asked, "Hey, do you mind driving? I need to read some chapters and I'll like to get a head start."
"No problem," David replied, "I'll grab a book and read on the way back if you don't mind taking over then?"
"That's perfect. We will have four hours total on the road. We might as well get some homework started," she said.
David had driven Sharon's car a few times since they started dating. Usually, she drove. He knew the way generally to her hometown, although he had never been there. He would need her help finding her Dad's medical offices, though.
He backed out of the driveway and wound around the streets until he got on the highway. Sharon settled into her textbook. After 30 minutes, she suggested that they stop at a convenience store and get something to drink. They pulled off and bought cans of soda. Once they were back on the highway, Sharon resumed her reading. They were making good time, David thought, although he wasn't sure how long it might take once they reached her hometown to reach the clinic. David asked, "What kind of doctor is your Dad again?"
"He's an internist. All of the doctors that work there are the same. There are five of them. I'm not sure who you are seeing today. I'm seeing my usual doctor, Dr. Davis, though," she replied.
"What's an internist exactly?," he asked.
"Um, a doctor who sees grown-ups, I guess. Dad was a pediatrician years ago but switched to internal medicine once we got older. It is kind of unusual to switch specialities, I guess, but Dad was able to do it. So we got the benefit of him as a pediatrician when we were younger and now my brothers get him as their grown-up doctor now. I was able to switch to another doctor in his practice once I turned 13, maybe. He had no problem doing exams on the boys but he thought it was best that I see one of his partners for regular exams and stuff like that. Glad he did. It would have been embarrassing to have him do my gyne exams, check my boobs. It isn't a big deal but I like Dr. Davis so it worked out good," Sharon responded, "When's the last time you saw a doctor?".
"Uh, high school, I guess," he replied.
"What kind of doctor was that?," Sharon asked.
"No idea. Just whoever the school could get, maybe," he responded.
"Your last physical was at school? When was the last time you were in a real doctor's office?," she pressed.
"Yeah, uh, physicals for sports and stuff. Real doctor's office? A few years, I guess," David replied.
"Oh, this will be different then. You won't be getting examined with a bunch of boys watching. Won't that be nice, shy boy?," Sharon said.
"I guess. I just don't like the idea either way," he answered. Sharon slid over closer to him as he drove. He thought that maybe she was going to take a nap. And she did lay her head on his lap. He didn't mind. At least he wasn't sleepy. Too nervous for that. With her head on his right leg, Sharon reached up and unbuttoned his jeans. "Hey, watch it! I'm driving," he said, although he didn't sound too mad.
Sharon unzipped his jeans and rubbed the crotch of his briefs with her fingers. David stiffened in his seat and grabbed the steering wheel a little tighter. She made circles with her fingers on the fabric. He started to get hard. Sharon felt his erection grow. She pulled down the front waistband and put her hand around his boner. She slowly moved her hand up and down. David shifted in his seat as the sensations grew. He was trying to focus on the road but it was becoming more difficult to ignore what was happening in his lap. Sharon shifted again, then took his penis in her mouth, and started tonguing it. He arched his back in response. "I really think you need to stop before we have an accident," he said.
She stopped what she was doing for a second and asked, "Oh, what kind of accident?"
"You know what I mean," David replied as he caught his breath. Sharon sat up next him and used her left hand to give him a hand job.
"I'm serious," he said as he got close to the edge again.
"Oh, fine. We can't have you cumming all over yourself before your exam," she said, with a pained expression, "Might be hard to explain to the nurse why you came in your pants while driving over here."
Sharon went back to pretending to read her book. She had left his jeans open and his briefs pulled down under his balls for fun. She didn't think that he would be able to fix his clothes without using both hands but she was curious to see. His erection bobbed as the car ran over a bump in the road. "Hey, can you fix me down there?," David asked.
"Fix you how? You look just fine to me," Sharon replied and then started laughing.
"I'll do it myself," David said as he managed to get his underpants pulled back up. He then scooted up in his seat and quickly managed to get his zipper pulled most of the way up. But there was no way that he could get it all the way up and button his jeans without using both hands. "A little help?" he asked.
"Nope. No one can see you. So I'm just going to do this," she responded, as she pulled his zipper back down and reached into his underpants and exposed his erection again. "I'll fix you up when we get there. I like seeing what you got. Just leave it alone," she added, as she again massaged his erection to keep him hard. After a minute, though, she was worried that he might cum. So she stopped and just left him exposed. "No one is going to see you, except me. Unless a truck driver looks down and see your weiner sticking out."
That last part make David look around quickly to see if any tall trucks were about to pass them. Nothing was that close. And his worry was enough to make his erection go down a lot. Soon, his penis was half erect but still sticking up out of his underpants. Sharon decided to read a couple of more chapters. David was uncomfortable looking like this but there wasn't much he could do unless he pulled over to fix his pants. Another hour passed.
Sharon looked over. His penis was soft and the tip was still sticking out of his briefs. "Alright, our exit is coming up in five miles. I guess I can fix you up now," she said as she reached over with both hands and pushed the tip of his penis down below the waistband of his briefs, zipped his jeans up, and rebuttoned his fly. He still had a nice size bulge in his crotch with his penis sticking straight up in his jeans.
"Take that exit," Sharon instructed as she put her book down, "Dad's office is close to downtown so maybe 20 minutes more."
David took the exit and Sharon guided him the rest of the way. "We're early but that's okay. Dad always wants his patients to check in early. There's paperwork to do and lots of patients don't get to their appointment early enough to get it done before they go back," she said.
"Um, I thought that we weren't seeing your Dad. You said that he wants his patients to check in early," David sounded worried again.
"Relax, we aren't seeing him as patients. I meant that the doctors in his practice want their patients to check in early for physicals. It's normal. My Dad might be around this afternoon, though. You might get to meet him," she replied.
That last part made David more nervous. He didn't mind meeting Sharon's Dad but the idea of meeting him at his medical office was unsettling, for some reason. What if her Dad ended up doing his physical?
They sat in the car for a few minutes. Then Sharon said, "Let's go in. We might as well get started on the forms."
David trudged behind her into the reception area. It was large but there weren't a lot of people there this late in the afternoon. Sharon and he approached the receptionist window. The receptionist greeted Sharon and handed them a two-page form to complete. She gave each of them a clipboard and a pen. The forms weren't hard to complete. They were both healthy so not much to report. The form did ask when they had last had an exam. David had to think. The summer before his senior year in high school? He put down two years. Close enough. And maybe that would mean that the doctor wouldn't have to do much of an exam. Two years? That was nothing, David thought. Sharon finished her form before David did. She waited for him to finish and then she took both of them back to the receptionist. Sharon and the receptionist had a conversation but David couldn't hear what they were talking about. There was some laughter. They obviously knew each other well.
Sharon returned to where they were sitting. She leaned over and whispered, "Looks like you are going to get Dr. Harris. I'm getting my regular doc."
"Is that good?," David asked.
"Sure. I don't know Dr. Harris. He's new, I guess. But it will be fine. And, oh, my Dad's nurse is working this afternoon. Janice. You'll like her," she replied with a wink.
They sat and talked while they waited. Finally, the door next to the receptionist counter opened and a young woman appeared. She looked at Sharon and said, "Hey, great to see you! Come on back!".
Sharon replied, "Janice!" and stood up, And then added, "Both of us?"
"Not yet. Just you," Janice replied. Sharon turned to David and said, "That's my Dad's nurse, Janice. See you after while."
Sharon walked through the door that Janice was holding open and disappeared from view. David was getting a little more nervous. He figured that someone would be back to get him soon and he didn't feel ready. He tried looking at a magazine that was sitting on a nearby table but couldn't concentrate on any of the articles.
In the meantime, Janice had taken Sharon back to one of the exam rooms. "So, how's it going?," Janice asked.
"Great. That's David, my boyfriend. We are going to Honduras for spring break and both of us needed current physicals for the trip. Thanks for working us in," Sharon responded.
"No problem! Honduras? I've been there. It is really nice. Going to the beaches, right?" Janice asked.
"Yep. We have never been there," Sharon added.
"Alright, well, come in exam room four and let's get started," Janice responded.
Sharon took a seat by the desk in the exam room. Janice sat on the rolling stool and moved it closer to Sharon. "I've got your forms here. It is nice to have a doctor's kid filling out forms. You wouldn't believe how bad some of our patients are about completing these. Some of them leave half the form blank or they put the wrong info in the wrong blank. Takes more time to straighten all that out once we get back here. But with you, no problem!," Janice said.
"Great. I meant to ask. Shots for this trip?," Sharon asked.
"Yeah, let's see what doc says but gamma globulin definitely. You are current on tetanus. I'll check the book and put on your chart and David's that you all are going to Honduras so that the docs can decide," Janice responded.
"Oh, are you handling David's paperwork too?," Sharon said.
"Yep, it's Friday afternoon so with your Dad out, I'm filling in for both docs' nurses. They took the afternoon off," Janice replied, "Okay, let's get a temp and blood pressure," as she got a thermometer out of the holder on the desk.
"We can do both at the same time. Open please. And let me get the cuff on you," Janice added as she put the thermometer under Sharon's tongue and adjusted the blood pressure cuff around her arm and pumped it up by hand.
"Got it," Janice announced after listening through her stethoscope. She then pulled the thermometer out of Sharon's mouth. "98.5," she said and then then wrote the temp and blood pressure numbers on Sharon's chart.
"Okay, let me get you a gown. You know the drill. Everything completely off. Put the gown on, opening in the back, and have a seat on the table," Janice announced, "Doc won't be long, I don't think. He's finishing up with another patient. I probably have just enough time to get David set-up and then I'll be back to check in if Doc hasn't come in yet," she said.
"Oh, David may be a little nervous, by the way. He wasn't excited about coming today," Sharon said.
"Hardly anybody is, I guess," Janice responded, "Okay, I'll leave you to get undressed."
Janice walked out. Sharon took her time stripping down. She knew that there was any rush. Her doctor would probably be awhile. Almost no one ran on time for these appointments. She undressed completely and unfolded the gown. She slid her arms through the sleeves and was able to tie the top string on the back of the gown. That was as much as she needed to tie, she thought. The middle string was tricky to reach and the back of the gown was going to gap open anyway. She took a seat on the exam table and adjusted the gown so that she wasn't too exposed sitting there. Fortunately, the room was cool but not cold. Her nipples were hard due to the slight chill but Sharon wasn't shivering. Yet. She felt her bare butt on the paper that covered the exam table. She had had enough of these exams that she knew exactly what to expect. She looked around the room but it was kind of boring.
There was a quick knock on the door and then Janice reappeared. "Sorry, just me," she said, "I need to weigh you now that you are undressed. I got busy with another patient and almost forgot to come back in."
"No problem," Sharon replied, as she hopped off the exam table and walked to the scales in the corner. She stood on the scales while Janice adjusted the weights at the top. "Got it," Janice said, "124, just in case you want to know." Janice wrote the number on the chart that she had left on the desk. Then she took the chart with her as she headed toward the door again. "The doctor will be a few minutes more. Back on the table, I guess," she said.
"Is David in a room now?," Sharon asked.
"Not yet. He's still out in the receptionist area. I got busy and wasn't able to get to him. But I can get him now. He will still have to wait for a while. Dr. Harris is tied-up at the moment," Janice replied.
Sharon got back up on the exam table and adjusted her gown again. There was no way to close it all the way in the back so she didn't bother. She was getting colder, though. She hadn't been undressed long. Maybe ten minutes. But she knew from experience that the exam rooms were kept chilly. She shivered. But then tried wrapping the gown tighter around her body.
Janice had put Sharon's chart in the slot by the exam room door. She walked back to the door leading to the reception area and looked out. She hadn't gotten a good look at David when she had greeted Sharon a few minutes ago. But now, she knew that she would get a good look at him. In the second or two before he looked up from his magazine, Janice gave him a once-over. "Not bad," she thought, "Cute boy. Let's see what he looks like underneath his clothes," she thought with a smile.
"David? Come with me, please," Janice said.
David put down his magazine. He hadn't been able to concentrate on it anyway. He wasn't eager to go back with the nurse but he was anxious to get this over with.
"So how are you today?," Janice asked.
"Uh, fine, I guess," he replied.
"Sharon is already in her room. This will be over before you know it," Janice said, and then added, "You will be in room two. Follow me please."
David had no choice but to follow Janice into the second exam room on the left. "Where's Sharon?," he asked.
"Oh, she's across the hall in room four. The doctor hasn't seen her yet. I'm afraid that you both may have a little wait this afternoon. By this time of day, our schedule can get backed-up. But it shouldn't be too bad," Janice responded.
"Oh, thanks, I guess," David said.
"Have a seat in that chair and we'll check your temp and blood pressure first," she said as he took a seat. As she had with Sharon, Janice put a thermometer under his tongue while adjusting and inflating the blood pressure cuff.
"Okay, Dr. Harris will be here soon, I'm sure. Go ahead and undress down to your underpants only. No socks or jewelry. You can then have a seat on the exam table, please," she added, I'll be back in a minute or two to get your weight and height."
Janice left the exam room. David hadn't been sure that he would have to undress. He had hoped not, but now it looked like this was going to be an exam like his sports exams in school. He peeled off his t-shirt and then took his sneakers and socks off. He stood up and got out of his jeans. He hadn't given much thought to his underwear when he got dressed this morning. Sharon had left a stack of clothes for him to wear today. Everything he was wearing, except his sneakers, were the new things that Sharon had been buying for him. He was wearing a pair of the new lowrise white briefs. He worried that they were too small. They barely covered his butt. His penis was pointed upward toward the waistband and the bulge was obvious. But there was no point in worrying about them now. At least they were new and clean, he reasoned. He left his clothes on the chair and took a seat on the exam table. It had been several years since he had been in an exam room like this. But he remembered sitting in his briefs on a table like this back then.
David looked around the exam room. Nothing very interesting. Some diagrams of the different parts of the human body. He noticed one anatomical diagram of a male next to one of a female. Not a turn-on, though, in his present situation. He noticed that his palms were sweaty and he wiped them off on the white paper covering the exam table.
There was a knock on the door. David jumped. Was it the doctor already? Janice stuck her head in and said, "I'll be just a minute. Need to get your weight and height still."
David nodded. She had said that, hadn't she, when she left a few minutes ago. "Great," he thought, "she looks like she is maybe a couple of years older than me." He hadn't thought about the possibility of anyone other than a doctor seeing him undressed. And, even then, he had hoped that the exam wouldn't involved him undressing. But here he was.
Another quick knock and Janice came back in. "Okay, if you will come over to the wall here, I'll get your height," she said.
David got off the table and she pointed at a height measure on the wall. "Your back to the wall, please, and stand up straight," she added.
After getting his height, Janice motioned toward the scales sitting in the corner. "Now a quick weight," she said as he step up on the scales. He was facing the wall and scales this time. Janice took her time adjusting the scales to get his weight. "138 and 6 foot even," she said as she picked up his chart and made the note. "Okay, have a seat back on the table and I'm sure that Dr. Harris will be along shortly," Janice said, "By the way, the doctor hasn't been in to see Sharon yet so she isn't any farther along than you are." With that, Janice walked out again and closed the door.
David wasn't sure what the nurse's last comment meant. He wondered whether Sharon was sitting on the exam table in the room across the hall. "What was she wearing?", he wondered. He bet that she wasn't sitting over there in her panties only. Or was she? He realized that he didn't really know anything about girl exams. Maybe she didn't have to undress at all? After all, she had probably had a physical not that long ago and maybe her doctor would just skip the exam and fill out her form? Thinking about Sharon distracted him from his nervousness. But, unfortunately, he started to feel turned-on a little. Maybe Sharon was sitting across the hall in her panties. He could imagine that. Or maybe she had to undress completely? He started to imagine that. Would her doctor examine her private parts? Or her breasts? Suddenly, he thought about her being completely nude downstairs and getting coffee one recent morning. And then he thought about how cute her naked butt looked. He had an image of her draped over his lap and him spanking her with that hairbrush. Which reminded him of paddling her last Friday night and how she had looked standing in the corner of her bedroom afterwards. Nude and with a fiery red butt where he had swatted her. Then David thought about her paddling him last Saturday morning. The first time. It had turned him on a little even though he had gotten five hard swats. The second paddling seemed worse. Coming on top of the first paddling was bad, even though he had only gotten three swats the second time. His mind had definitely wandered off into more sexy images. Suddenly, a memory of her on top of him and riding his penis in his dorm room bed appeared. He looked down and saw that his penis was hard and sticking up in his briefs. "Crap!", he said, under his breath. There was a drop of precum wetting the crotch of his underpants where the tip of his erect penis was.
David looked around. He saw a box of tissues sitting on the counter. Did he have time to go get one and try to dry the front of his underpants? He jumped off the table and yanked a tissue out of the box. He then pulled out the front of his briefs out and tried to dry the tip of his dick and the front of his briefs quickly. He hurried but wasn't sure that he had done any good. He saw a trashcan next to the desk, tossed the tissue in there, and quickly took a seat back on the exam table. He was relieved that he hadn't been caught but his erection was still there. He tried thinking of things to make his erection go away. Math problems came to mind. But then he realized that he couldn't concentrate on doing any math problems difficult enough to distract him. He tried to think of something else, quickly. But the images of Sharon nude or in her underwear kept coming back. And then, the image of him nude and lying on his back on her bed and her jerking him off the other night while trying to get him to control himself and him cumming appeared. He remembered how hard he had cum in her hand and all over his chest and belly. And then Julie had shown up in Sharon's room at exactly the wrong moment and had seen him like that. At least the memory of Julie walking in on them was definitely not a turn-on. He looked down. The wet spot on his briefs was still there and maybe even larger. There was still precum even after he wiped down there. The shock of that helped his erection feel less hard. It was still obvious in his briefs. But the problem with his small briefs was that his penis stuck out prominently whether he was hard or not. Maybe the doctor wouldn't notice. And maybe by the time any exam moved down to his underpants, his erection would be completely gone, he thought.
Sharon continued to sit on the exam table and wait. She wondered what was happening with David. She knew that he was nervous, although she wasn't sure why. "After all," she thought to herself, "girl exams have got to be worse than physicals for boys."
A minute later, there was a light knock not the door. Dr. Davis walked in and shook her hand. "So tell me what's been happening with you since I saw you last?" he asked.
"Oh, not much. Classes, you know. Going to Honduras for spring break and had to have a current physical for that," Sharon replied.
"Sounds great. So catch me up on your health," he asked.
"Feeling fine. Haven't been sick in a while. Might need birth control pills renewed, though," Sharon responded.
"No problem with that. Sexually active?," Dr. Davis asked.
"Yes. In fact, my boyfriend is here for the same thing. He's seeing Dr. Harris," she replied.
"Oh, good. Well, he'll like her, I hope," he said.
"Dr. Harris is a woman?," Sharon said, surprised.
"Yes, a very good young doctor. Just joined our practice not long ago. Guess you haven't met her," Dr. David said.
"No. Well, David will be surprised to be getting a woman doctor," she replied with a smile.
"Hope it won't be too awkward for him. How old is he?", the doctor asked.
"He's 19. And yes, it will probably be very awkward. He was already nervous about coming in for a physical anyway," Sharon responded.
"Speaking of awkward. Let me ask my usual awkward questions. Any burning in places that shouldn't be burning? Any unusual sores? Other than the pill, are you two using condoms?," Dr. David asked.
"No burning, no sores, and yes, we are using condoms. But I have to admit that we didn't use them for a while and then we started again a couple of weeks ago," she replied.
"What made you start using condoms again?," he asked.
"You might have guessed. My Dad told me that we should go back to using condoms. So I told David and he was fine with it," Sharon responded.
"Good advice. I hate to pry. But how long did you stop using condoms?", he pressed.
"I guess about a month," she answered.
"And are you and David monogamous with each other as far as you know?," Dr. David pressed a little more.
"I'm definitely monogamous with him right now. And I'm pretty sure that he is only sleeping with me right now too," Sharon replied.
"How many partners have you had in the last two years?", he asked.
"Gosh. Didn't know that I was supposed to add them up. Let's say six, maybe," she announced.
"And how many partners has David told you that he has had in the last two years?," Dr. Davis asked.
"We haven't talked about it. I know that's bad not to do. But it is an awkward conversation," she responded.
"Yes, but a good conversation to have before a couple becomes intimate. There's no changing the number of partners and many people lie, I suppose, but still, it is best to ask," he countered, "There can be times when the number might be so high that you could have second thoughts about sleeping with a boy, you know."
"I guess you're right," Sharon answered, "I just never ask. Never occurred to me."
"I tell you what. Let's be careful and check you for an STDs today. And, while we are at it, I'll take a second and alert Dr. Harris to do the same with David. Excuse me for a moment," he said as he stepped out of the exam room. He looked at the chart in the holder for the exam room across the hallway and saw that the first name was "David" on the first page. He looked at the holders for the other exam rooms and saw that they were empty except for one that had a chart for someone else. He made a note on David's chart "Dating Dr. Allen's daughter, Sharon, whom I'm doing a physical on now. Need to check David for STDs. Full work-up. Doing same for Sharon." Dr. Davis walked back into Sharon's exam room and told her, "I just made a note on David's chart. Dr. Harris probably would have checked on this anyway but I let her know that Dr. Allen was your Dad and that I was going to do an STD check for you too."
"Well, thanks," Sharon replied, although she wasn't sure whether to be thankful or not.
"Alright, let's get started. Give me some deep breaths," Dr. Davis said as he put his stethoscope against Sharon's back. She thought about how her butt was exposed back there. But then she also thought, "that's the least of my worries today."
David continued sitting on the exam table. He was getting chilly. His erection was not as hard as it had been. Which was a relief. But he was having a difficult time not thinking about arousing things. He tried to keep his mind off Sharon and what might be going on in the exam room across the hall. The more difficult part was not thinking about her and him and having sex. He couldn't shake those thoughts. He wished that he had brought a magazine from the reception area. He tried looking at the counter in the exam room but it wasn't that interesting. He thought about counting backwards from 100 by twos but that wasn't challenging enough. A second later, he heard a light knock on the door. The door swung open and in walked a woman in a white coat with a stethoscope draped around her neck. She had opened the door all the way but then closed it gently behind her. "Hello, I'm Dr. Harris. And you're David?", she said.
"Uh, yeah, I am," David replied. He was startled that Dr. Harris was a woman. And she was a very attractive young woman at that. He wasn't going at guessing ages but he thought that she was maybe 30 or maybe not that old even. She offered her hand to shake hands with him. He shook her hand but still had a look of surprise on his face. Dr. Harris sat on the rolling stool and had his chart in her hand. "Well, I'm glad to meet you. I understand that you are friends with Sharon Allen?", she said.
"Um, yes," David responded.
"Maybe we can get through your exam and get you out of here by the time Sharon is ready. How would that be?," Dr. Harris asked.
"That's great," he answered, thinking that he wanted nothing more than to get out of here as fast as possible.
"How's your health?," Dr. Harris asked.
"Good. I feel good," David replied.
"Any problems, any concerns at all?" she pressed.
"No, uh, I'm great. Thanks," he responded. He felt kind of stupid saying "Thanks" but he was nervous. He had forgotten about his erection and everything else once Dr. Harris walked in and spoke to him.
"I see that you exercise? Play sports?," Dr. Harris asked.
"Yeah, definitely," he answered, "I go to the gym, run some, you know." He was now worried that he sounded stupid. His answers were dumb, he thought.
"Well, I have a few questions. Any aches, pains, any burning anywhere?," she asked.
"Burning?," he replied, puzzled by the question.
"Like when you pee?", Dr. Harris answered.
"No, nothing like that," David responded, even more puzzled by the question.
"How about being sexually active?," she asked.
"Well, um, yes," he said, not sure where that was going.
"Always use condoms every time you have sex?," she pressed.
"Yes. I mean, not always. Using now," David said and blushed.
"You are using them now but haven't always used them when having sex?," Dr. Harris pressed some more.
"Right, uh, not always," he responded. He wasn't sure what the right answer was but he was sure that he had just screwed up somehow.
"We don't need to get into your sex life too much but I have to ask, are you straight or gay?", she asked.
"Um, straight," he said. Now he was really blushing.
"No gay sexual encounters, then? Ever?", she asked.
"No," David responded. No doctor had ever asked him this much about sex before. But the last several physicals he had were in a gym full of boys.
"Any drug use or marijuana?", Dr. Harris asked.
"No," he replied.
"How about alcohol?", she asked.
"Yes, some, but not a lot," David replied.
"How many drinks a week?," Dr. Harris pressed.
"Uh, usually just a few. I'm not much of a drinker," he answered.
"What's a few?," she pressed further.
"Maybe three or four," David responded. He wasn't sure. He had been drinking wine with Sharon some. But she also had him trying liquor sometimes too.
"Let's have a look at you," Dr. Harris said as she undraped the stethoscope from around her neck. She first listened to his heartbeat through his chest and then his lungs through his back. She felt his throat and neck from the back. Then she went around front of him and checked his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth.
"Let's have you lie back, please," she said. David lay back and Dr. Harris pressed hard on his belly in a few places, including just above the low waistband of his briefs. Then she had him lift his legs one at a time while she checked the range of motion in his knees and hips. She looked at the tops and bottoms of his feet. She went back up to his middle as he lay on the exam table and put her fingers on each side of his crotch to check his femoral arteries. Then the part that David had been dreading.
"Okay, sit up please. Now if you will step off the table and stand in front of me. That's fine. Now drop your underpants to your ankles," Dr. Harris instructed.
David reluctantly pulled his tight briefs down all the way. "In fact, it is better if you just take your underpants off, please," she added.
That was new. In any physical that he could remember, he had to drop his underwear but not take them all the way off. But he did as he was told. He reached down, lifting each foot, and took his briefs off completely. "You can toss them on that chair," Dr. Harris said as she pointed to the chair holding the rest of his clothes.
Dr. Harris sat down on the rolling stool and moved in front of him. "Now, I need to check your penis and testicles first. Do you regularly examine your testicles for lumps, bumps, anything sore?," she asked.
"Not really," he stammered.
"Well, you should. At least once a month, in the shower, feel each testicle and make sure that there is nothing like a lump or bump down there," she replied, "And if anything is sore or painful, you should come back to see me or to your university clinic."
She squeezed open the tip of his penis and looked closely at it. While holding his penis, she turned it slightly each way to look at it. Fortunately, David had lost his erection but his dick was still thick and heavy. He didn't know if Dr. Harris could tell that his penis had been hard just a few minutes ago. He also wondered if she had noticed the wet spot on the crotch of his briefs while she interviewed him. Her handling his penis was definitely not helping. He felt his penis getting hard again. Or was it his imagination. He was looking straight ahead as he didn't want to see if his erection had returned. He heard Dr. Harris say, "That's perfectly normal. It means it's working." He looked down and saw that his penis was sticking straight out. Dr. Harris still had it in her hand but she gently let go of his dick and cupped her right hand around his balls on one side. "Now, turn your head and big cough, please," she said as she inserted a finger into his scrotum on the left side. David was startled at the feeling of her finger going into the skin of his scrotum. "Well, we may not be able to do it that way," he heard her say as she shifted her hand to cup his left testicle again. "Cough. Big cough. Again," she said as he coughed for her three times.
"The scrotum gets tighter during an erection so I wasn't able to get my finger all the way in on that side. Let's try again on this side," Dr. Harris said, "Good. Big cough. Again, big cough. Great."
David looked down again after the last cough. His penis was not as hard but it was still clearly erected. He flushed again.
She moved her hand to the other side and tried to insert her finger into his scrotum on the right side. She was able to get her finger halfway into the skin of his scrotum. "Okay, big cough. Again, big cough. Good," Dr. Harris repeated.
Dr. Harris turned on her stool and reached over to the counter. She opened a drawer, took out what looked like a thin plastic tube, and opened the cap. She pulled out what looked like a long q-tip. "Now, I just need to do a quick swab. I'm going to insert this just a little into the tip of your penis. It may sting a little," she said. David looked shocked. He had never had a doctor do anything like that. Dr. Harris took his penis in her left hand and inserted the long q-tip about an inch. It stung. David blinked but didn't jerk away. Dr. Harris was fast and the swab was out and back into the plastic tube almost before he knew it. "Good," she said, "Now please turn around and face the exam table. Bend over and put your elbows and arms on top."
David slowly did as he was told. He wasn't sure where this was going. "I'm going to examine your rectum now. Stay bent over, please," Dr. Harris instructed. David stay bent over but unsure of what was happening. He saw Dr. Harris stand up and walk over to the counter. She pulled a latex glove out of a box and got a tube of something out of the top drawer. David watched as she put the glove on her right hand and squeeze some clear gel out of the tube and over the forefinger of the glove. She stepped away from the counter and walked directly behind him. "This won't hurt but it might feel a little cool," she said. Then David felt her finger touch his anus. He flinched at the contact. "Easy," Dr. Harris said, "That's just the gel." But then she pushed her finger a short distance into his rectum and he suddenly felt like there was something very large going up his butt. He gave a slight moan. Dr. Harris fully inserted her finger, curled the her fingertip forward toward his belly button, and pressed hard. David immediately felt as though he was about to pee. She then rotated her finger in a nearly full circle in his rectum. As she pulled her finger out, Dr. Harris said, "Good. Your first rectal exam, I guess?"
David was too shocked to say anything. Dr. Harris stripped off the glove and tossed it into the trashcan. "Okay, you can stand up now," she said, "You can put your underpants on and have a seat back on the exam table, please. I noticed some bruising on your buttocks? What happened there?"
"Crap," David thought and then stammered, "I fell on my butt playing basketball." Dr. Harris looked skeptical for a second and then said, "Well, that must have been some fall. Do you have any pain in your hips or back or anywhere else as a result of it? Did you hit your head?"
'No, feel fine. Just bruised, I guess," he replied.
David stood up and walked over to the chair where he had tossed his briefs. He put them on and moved back to the exam table where he took a seat. He looked unsure of what might happen next. A doctor has just swabbed his penis and put a finger up his butt. How much worse could this exam get?
Dr. Harris made some notes on his chart. She paused and seemed to be thinking for a moment. Then she said, "You look healthy. I felt a varicocele near your left testicle. Any regular pain or soreness there?"
Puzzled, David replied, "No."
"Well, a varicocele is just a vein in the scrotum that doesn't work right. So it can cause pain or soreness. And it can affect fertility. If you have pain there that persists, you should see me or another doctor. Most varicocele pain can be handled by wearing snug underpants or a jockstrap, though. So, if you wear those, you may not have any problems. Your briefs look snug enough. Do you wear a jockstrap when you play sports or run?"
"Uh, yes," David responded. He wasn't sure what she had just said. And he definitely couldn't pronounced whatever it was that she just said that he had.
"Good, well, I'll asked the nurse to come back in. She will draw some blood, get a urine sample, and you will need an inoculation for your trip," said Dr. Harris, "It's been nice to meet you."
David barely managed to stammer, "Uh, good to meet you too."
Dr. Harris made some quick notes in his chart and then added, "Goodbye, then. The nurse will be right in, I'm sure," as she turned to the door and left.
David sat there speechless. He was hoping to get out of here as soon as possible
Two minutes later, there was another light knock on the door as Janice returned. She had a small plastic tray with a what looked like two large syringes, and a small plastic cup with a lid.
"Well, that wasn't so bad, was it?," she said with a smile.
"Uh, no, I guess," was all David could say.
"Let's draw some blood first," Janice said as she got a rubber tube out of a drawer along with a small bottle of alcohol and a small cotton pad. "Uh, right arm or left arm?" she asked. David shrugged. He didn't know what difference it made. "Left arm, then," she said as she checked the inside of his elbow for a good vein, wrapped the rubber tube above his elbow, wiped it down with alcohol, and picked up the syringe. "Squeeze your left fist tightly, please. Just a small stick," Janice said as she stuck the needle into the vein. David winced at the stick. She drew the syringe full of blood and pulled out the needle while pressing a cotton ball against the spot. "Hold this tightly please," she said, while putting some gauze tape around his elbow to hold the cotton ball in place.
"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?", she asked, "Some people get faint when they get blood drawn. You did fine."
David just nodded. He was dying to get dressed.
"Okay, just a couple more things that we need to do. The doctor ordered a shot of gamma globulin for your spring break trip. It helps prevent infection. Especially from bad water or food poisoning. You can't be too careful when you travel," Janice added. She picked up the other large syringe. It was full of something and the needle looked really big to David.
"Now, this goes in your butt. And it does sting a little. I'll try to do this as fast as I can, but the injection is kind of slow. This liquid is thicker than some shots you may have gotten before" she added.
"Okay," David replied. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say.
"So, I need you to hop down, turn around, drop your briefs, and bend over the exam table, please," Janice explained.
David slowly got up and turned around. "Crap, this just keeps getting worse," he thought, "Now she is going to see my butt." He pulled his underpants all the way down and bent over the exam table. Hadn't he just been in this same position ten minutes ago?
He feel the coolness of the alcohol as Janice swabbed a spot on his right buttock. "A little prick now," she said, as she stuck the needle in.
David almost rose up, but she had anticipated that and had her hand on his back to remind him not to stand up. Janice slowly injected the gamma globulin into his buttock. David gasped as it really did hurt. "Sorry, I know this stings a little," she said as she continued to depress the plunger on the syringe. After a few more seconds, Janice said, "There. That's it." She pulled the needle out and had a bandaid really to cover the injection site.
"Okay, you can pull your underpants back up and have a seat for a second," she instructed.
David reached down and pulled his briefs back up over his now throbbing butt. He gingerly took a seat on the exam table. Janice was looking over the chart to see if there was anything else needed.
"You can get dressed. On your way out, I'll show you the restroom and you pee into this cup for the urine sample," she said, "I'll meet you in the hallways and show you where it is." With that, Janice left.
David shook his head. At least this was over. It had been far worse than he had expected. The worse thing that he thought might happen was a doctor checking his balls. That had happened but so much more had happened too. He stood up and went to get his clothes. As he dressed, he realized that the seat of his underpants was slightly wet from the gel the doctor had used, the crotch of his underpants had two small wet spots, and his butt throbbed from the gamma globulin shot. Not to mention that the tip of his dick felt a little sore from the doctor inserting that swab into it. And his balls ached from the hernia exam. All in all, he didn't feel great.
He finished dressing and opened the exam room door. Janice was standing there with the plastic cup. "This way," she said as she walked down the hall. David followed. She pointed at a door marked "restroom" and handed him the cup. David went inside and closed the door. He unscrewed the lid on the plastic cup and unzipped his jeans and pulled his dick out. He got over the toilet and started peeing into the cup. When it was almost full, he finished peeing into the toilet and set the cup down on the sink. He zipped up and screwed the lid onto the cup. He wasn't sure what to do with the cup so he washed his hands and opened the door. Janice was standing there. "I'll take the cup," she said. David reached back and handled her the cup. It was warm to the touch. He blushed at the thought that he was handing her a cup of his pee. But after all that she had seen of him today, he didn't think that this was the most embarrassing part.
"Okay, you are good to go. Sharon's not quite finished so feel free to take a seat out front. I'm sure she won't be much longer. Nice to meet you," Janice added, brightly.
"Uh, nice to meet you too," David said, although he was far from sure that it was. He sat down in the reception area a little too quick. His right buttock was very sore so he tried sitting on his left buttock. It wasn't easy to do.
Dr. Davis had just finished up with Sharon. She was sitting on the exam table in her gown while he made notes on her chart.
"Everything looks good," he said, "I know pelvic exams are uncomfortable, but, as always, you do great. And Pap smears are important to have regularly. Excuse me for asking, but have David and you had anal sex?"
"No, we haven't tried that," Sharon replied.
"Well, I'm not making any judgments about it. That's between consenting adults. Which you two are at least adults now. But if you try that, have the boy wear a condom, please. Condoms can help prevent pregnancy but since you are on the pill, I'm more interested in keeping you stay from sexually transmitted diseases. And anal sex has that risk too."
"Okay," she responded.
"So, I think we are done here. I'll ask Janice to come in and draw some blood. We will want a urine sample too. Oh, and a gamma globulin shot for your trip. Had one of those before, haven't you?," Dr. Davis asked as he flipped back through her chart.
"Yes, for a trip a year ago," Sharon answered.
"Then you know already that it stings a lot. The fluid is thick and will cause a knot where the shot goes in," he said.
"I had a little trouble walking at first last time," she replied.
"Yes, you may limp a little at first," Dr. Davis said, "Well, nice to see you as always. Come see me if you need anything."
And with that, he left.
Sharon sat and waited for Janice. She always felt a little uncomfortable after a physical. Dr. Davis was thorough.
A few minutes later, Janice knocked and came in. "I hear that we have a couple of things to do," she said with a smile, "First, let's draw some blood."
Janice drew the blood and then had Sharon get off the exam table. "And now, your favorite part. The gamma globulin shot. Bend over the exam table. You know this shot takes a minute and hurts a little, right?"
"Right. I had one a year ago," Sharon replied as she bent over the exam table. Her gown was open in the back so Janice had no trouble picking a buttock and swabbing it with alcohol. "Now, the stick," she said as she stuck the needle in. Sharon flinched and felt the thick liquid being injected. "Damn, that hurts," she said.
"Yeah, I've had this shot a couple of times too," Janice replied, "Okay, a little more to inject and then that's done." She finished the injection, pulled out the needle, and put a bandaid over the site.
"Well, your boyfriend will be limping out of here too. Dr. Harris ordered one of these for him. And it looks like he got the full work-up from her too," Janice added.
"Is David done?," Sharon asked.
"More than done. He's out in the reception area waiting for you. But he won't be sitting comfortably," Janice responded, "For more than one reason."
"Oh, what happened?," Sharon pressed.
"The doc gave him the works. He got a rectal exam. And she swabbed his dick for STDs. He got a gamma shot too. Oh, and by the way, he has a cute little butt. And it looks like somebody spanked his bottom. Was that you?", Janice asked.
"Oh, you noticed?," Sharon said with a laugh, "He was worried that the doc was going to see his bruises."
"Well, I'm sure she did. And I got a good look when I gave him the shot," Janice snickered, "That looked like more than a handspanking?"
"Try a wooden paddle," Sharon said.
"Kinky. You may not want to paddle him for day or two. His butt is going to be sore enough for awhile. He might have been walking a little funny from the doc's finger being up his butt anyway. And a couple of patients complained to me that her hernia exam left their balls sore. So your boyfriend may not be in a mood to play tonight," Janice said with a laugh, "These boys. If only they knew what our physicals involved. At least they don't have a metal speculum inserted in their dicks. And we get rectal exams long before most of them do."
"I'm surprised he got a rectal. Is that usual?," Sharon asked.
"Half our docs do them beginning at age 18, it seems. Your Dad always does them beginning at that age. Which must be extra embarrassing for your brothers. I'm not sure that Jason has had one yet but he will soon enough. Speaking of brothers, your boyfriend is not the first boy that I have seen come through here with a spanked butt. In fact, I had just started here two years ago when Jason came in for an exam and the rumor in the office was that your Dad had just paddled him. So, of course, I had to try to get a look. Unfortunately, he never had his undies down in front of me," Janice said.
"Oh, Jason definitely got paddled a couple of years ago. He and I were just talking about that," Sharon responded.
"And, before I forget, your boyfriend must have been pretty turned on by the idea of seeing Dr. Harris. I could swear that he had a nice boner in his undies and was oozing some precum, too.
"Really!", Sharon exclaimed. She found that hilarious. Just the information she needed to tease David. And maybe more.
"Well, you can get dressed and I'll meet you outside. We still need a urine sample," Janice said.
Janice left. Sharon stripped off the gown and pulled on her panties. She looked back at the paper on the exam table and saw a wet spot where she had been sitting. Probably the lube from the rectal exam, she thought. She threw on the rest of her clothes and opened the exam room door. Sure enough, Janice was standing there with a plastic cup in her hand. "You know what to do with this," she said as she handed the cup to Sharon.
Sharon met David in the reception area. David got up as she came out. Sharon told the receptionist goodbye and they headed out the door. Sharon asked, "Hey, do you mind driving again?"
"Uh, no, that's fine," he said as he got behind the wheel. He was sitting very gingerly. Sharon smiled and thought, "Well, at least I know why that is."