After his inspection of Taylor’s scrotum, Dr. Smith requests Taylor, “If you’ll pull your knees up to your chest, I need to inspect your anus. Taylor is unsure of Dr. Smith’s request. Seeing Taylor’s hesitation, Dr. Smith grabs Taylor’s right leg and places it in the proper position. “Hold behind your knee with your hand.” Taylor reaches and grabs behind his right knee while Dr. Smith grabs Taylor’s left leg and places it in the same position as the other. Taylor understands and holds his left leg with his left hand. Taylor’s face begins to turn red from embarrassment, “This is the most humiliating position I’ve ever been in.” Taylor thinks to himself. When he has had sexual encounters, he’s never even let any of his girlfriends see his hole. Dr. Smith is the first person ever to see his hole since his parents last changed his diaper at 2.

Dr. Smith inspects Taylor’s pink anus. It is without blemish. Dr. Smith taps the puckering sphincter. This causes Taylor to gasp, shiver, and his hole to “wink.” Dr. Smith moves towards the counter and informs Taylor, “I know you’re still young, but I’d like to do a quick check of your prostate as a baseline for future reference.” Taylor is too dazed and stunned by everything happening in the last two minutes to make any response. The next thing he feels is a cold, liquid sensation massaging his anus. Dr. Smith explains to Taylor, “Just take some slow, deep breaths in and out. This won’t hurt.” Taylor quickly looks down as Dr. Smith massages his anus with the lubricant and sees his penis pulsating and bouncing. Taylor also notices the clear liquid leaking out of his penis and making a small pool on his abs. Just then, Dr. Smith slowly inserts his finger in Taylor’s anus. This again causes Taylor to inhale sharply, then exhale with a loud moan. Taylor is frozen. The incredible feeling that he is experiencing is overwhelming him. He lays his head back on the exam table, closes his eye, and lets out another loud moan while the doctor’s finger is inside of him. Then he feels a whole new sensation that he’s never felt before. This caused Taylor to inhale again sharply, lift his head off the table again and look wide-eyed directly into the doctor’s eyes. “That’s your prostate.” Dr. Smith informs Taylor. Taylor then looks down at his leaking penis, which continues to bounce but feels like he’s about to shoot the biggest load he’s ever shot.

Just then, Taylor feels the doctor’s finger slide out of his anus. Then he feels a wiping sensation across his sphincter. After Dr. Smith wipes the lubricant from Taylor’s anus, he informs Taylor, “You can bring your legs down and go ahead and stand up for me.” Taylor pauses for a few seconds, still stunned at what he just felt, but eventually lets his legs drop, sits up on the end of the exam table, and slowly gathers himself to a standing position. As Taylor moves to the requested position, Dr. Smith changes his gloves. He makes his way to Taylor’s right side and inserts his finger in Taylor’s right inguinal canal, just beside his still throbbing and dripping penis. “Turn your head and cough for me.” Dr. Smith instructs Taylor. Taylor lets out two coughs. Dr. Smith moves to Taylor’s left side and repeats the same.

Dr. Smith then stands and replaces the stool under the desk area of the counter. He walks over to the scale situated along the right wall of the room and requests Taylor, “Let's have you stand up on the scale for me.” Taylor walks over and stands on the scale, his still-hard penis bouncing up and down as he walks. Taylor can feel the cold metal of the beam against his cock head as he stands still up on the scale. The doctor fumbles with the sliding weights until the beam balances at 168 pounds. Dr. Smith then reaches in front of Taylor and begins to slide the metal measuring stick up. He reaches to above Taylor’s head, extends the leveling portion of the stick, and directs Taylor, “Look straight ahead for me with your head level.” Taylor does so, and Dr. Smith slides the measuring stick down until he reaches Taylor’s head. “71 inches,” Dr. Smith exclaims. “You can step down now,” He instructs Taylor.

Dr. Smith walks over to the desk to note Taylor’s measurements in his chart. After a few seconds, he turns around and looks at Taylor again with instructions, “I want you to walk over to me like you normally would.” Taylor begins his walk to the doctor, now situated on the opposite side of the room from Taylor, his penis still hard and bouncing with every step. Once Taylor gets within a foot of Dr. Smith, he announces, “Ok, now turn around and walk back.” Taylor turns around and walks towards the wall opposite him again. He only walks a few feet, and Dr. Smith announces, “Stop. I want you to bend over and touch your toes.” Taylor stops in his tracks and complies with the doctor’s orders, hoping that he won’t receive any more anal stimulation as it will surely make him erupt all over the exam room floor. Luckily for Taylor, he does not. The doctor begins to palpate Taylor’s back, from his shoulders, methodically, all the way down to his buttock and continues down, squeezing Taylor’s buttocks. He then starts at Taylor’s neck, methodically palpating Taylor’s spine from his neck down to this gluteal crevice and palpates Taylor’s sacrum.

Dr. Smith then instructs Taylor. “Go ahead and stand up again and face me.” Taylor stands upright and turns to face the doctor. “With your hands down at your side, I want you to balance on your right leg while lifting your left leg in front of you.” Taylor balances himself, then lifts his left leg off the floor in front of him, balancing his weight on his right leg. After about 5 seconds, Dr. Smith announces, “Now switch legs for me.” Taylor lowers his left leg and balances himself on his right leg. After another 5 seconds, Dr. Smith announces, “You can lower it now.”

Dr. Smith turns and notates in Taylor’s chart again. After about 30 seconds, he turns to Taylor and starts walking toward him with his right hand sticking out, “It’s been a pleasure examining you. I again thank you for choosing me as your provider. Everything with your exam looks great. You are a very healthy young man, and I hope to see you again next year for your yearly exam unless you have any concerns in the meantime,” Dr. Smith exclaims while shaking Taylor’s hand. “You can get dressed, but leave your shirt off. Have a seat on the exam table, and Trisha will be back in in a few minutes to give you your tetanus booster, and then you’ll be good to go.”

Dr. Smith opens the door with Taylor still standing in the room, completely naked with a still throbbing erection. He pulls the door, though leaving it about an inch ajar still. Taylor quickly scurries over to the chair with his clothes, grabs his boxer briefs, and adorns them: his right foot, then his left foot. He then grabs his jean and adorns them in the same fashion. He then picks up his socks, sits on the chair, places his socks on his feet, grabs his shoes from under the chair, and places them on his feet. He then stands, grabs his shirt, walks over to the exam table, and sits again.

After a few minutes of contemplation on the events that just occurred to him, Taylor sees the door open, and Trisha enters the room again. She leaves the door completely ajar while walking over to the counter. She announces, “This is your Tetanus booster. It’s good for 10 years.” Trisha opens a drawer, grabs an alcohol swab and band-aid from the drawer, and closes it again. “Do you have a preference to which arm?” Trisha queries. “Not really,” Taylor exclaims. Trisha walks over to the exam table, situates herself to being to inject Taylor’s right arm, and tears open the alcohol swab. She swabs Taylor's right arm for a few seconds, discards the swab in the trash, and then uncaps the needle. Trisha begins to count, “1, 2, 3!” as she jabs the needle into Taylor’s deltoid. After a few seconds, Trisha removes the needle, discards it in the sharps container on the counter, removes the bandage from its wrapping, and places it on Taylor’s arm. She then grabs the wrapping of the bandage and informs Taylor, “You’re all good to go now. I hope to see you back again next year for your physical.” Taylor thanks Trisha and proceeds out the exam room door and towards the exit.