Brandon sat on the exam table in complete shock for a minute. He had never had to get undressed for anything medical before. To worsen the situation, he had never had a female examine him. He had gone to the same male pediatrician all his life. When he did play sports as a teen, his physicals were nothing more than the doctor listening to his heart, lungs and Brandon having to do a few quick exercises in the exam room. He had heard a few of his friends talk about the “turn your head and cough” routine when they briefly discussed their doctor visits, but Brandon never really asked them any questions about it.

Brandon snapped back to reality. He slowly hopped down off the exam table and headed to the chairs where his hoodie was already laid. He slid his T-shirt off and kicked off his sneakers. He hesitated for a minute before sticking his fingers into the waistband of his jogging pants and shucking them down, letting them fall to the ground. He stepped out of them, picked them up and laid them on the chair. He slipped off his ankle socks, laid them on the pile of clothing and quickly walked to and sat back on the exam table.

He surveyed his body, his defined pecs, his effortless 4-pack abs, his muscular thighs and calves and his size 11 bare feet. Then he noticed exactly how skimpy and tight his underwear was. They almost reminded him of a speedo or bikini type underwear. He also noticed the huge bulge that he had tenting out of them. “Oh god!” He thought. He had gotten so excited by Sarah’s touch and smell but so shocked when she told him to undress that he had forgotten that he had a massive hardon. The tent in his underwear would have been noticeable no matter what he was wearing, but it was nearly ripping through the fabric of these skimpy briefs.

He crossed his hands across his groin to cover it up and hoped that it would go down in the next few seconds before this PA walked in. He tried to think about anything besides what was happening to him right now, his classes, upcoming baseball season, and the vacation that his family took to the Grand Canyon a few years ago. Brandon nearly jumped when he heard a knock at the door. Brandon was unable to speak to acknowledge the knock before the door opened. A shorter brunette girl enters the exam room and closes the door behind her. Brandon notices her tan complexion almost right away, along with her dress. It reminded him of a catholic schoolgirls’ uniform but cut much shorter at the top and bottom. “Hi. You’re Brandon?” She asked. Brandon shook his head. “I’m Casey. I’m a PA. I hear you need your sports physical to play baseball?” As she asks this, she extends her hand. Brandon keeps his left hand covering his groin and extends his right hand, shakes Casey’s hand, and quickly returns that hand to cover his groin as well.

“Ya ya ya yes” Brandon stammers as Casey takes a seat at the small desk area. She starts reading his history form that he completed in the waiting room and gets near the end and asks “So it says here that you’ve had some digestive issues lately. Can you tell me a little more about that?” Brandon, still slightly dazed by this whole ordeal, thought for a second and then replied, “Yeah, my gut has been a little off lately and when I went to the bathroom yesterday, I noticed a streak of blood when I wiped.” “Any burning or itching in your bottom?” Casey asked. “Yeah, I’ve been itching back there lately actually”. Brandon replied. “Ok, we’ll check it out.” Casey replied. Casey finished browsing Brandon’s history form, stands, walks towards the sink and informs him “Looks like you’re a very healthy guy, which, judging from your looks, I’m not surprised by” as she begins to wash her hands.