Date: Sun, 09 Oct 2005 19:36:55 +0000
From: Edward J White
Subject: Billy's Physical Exam

All characters and subjects are entirely fictional. The author will not be
responsible if the reader has an insatiable itch to masturbate while
reading.

"Billy, so far your physical examination is unremarkable save for the fact
that you are unusually big for a lad only five months into the teenage
years. 95th percentile in height and 90th percentile in weight. You will be
a big man.. We're almost done with the exam except for your plumbing." said
Doctor Zach.

The doctor reached for the intercom and called his new nurse Aimie. "Please
bring me the rubber apron and the letter on my desk from Billy's mother."
Now Billy, please come over here and stand in front of my chair. We need
those boxers off now so I can check you for a hernia, examine your rectum
and feel your prostate."

"Jeez," thought Billy, "I've never had a physical like this before." But he
knew the name on the door announcing that Dr. Zach specialized in Adolescent
Medicine would be different from his old pediatrician. The nurse was a lot
different from the doctor too, he observed. Where the doc looked like a
defenseman for the NHL (swarthy complexion, five feet ten and about 200
pounds with huge shoulders and a big chest) his nurse couldn't have been
more than five feet tall and 95 pounds. But she had a pretty big chest too!
He felt his penis stirring. "Oh, damn!" he thought "Not here, not now!"

"Down with the shorts, Billy." said the doctor.

Billy slowly slid down his boxers and the Dr.Z slid a finger into his bllsac
next to the boy's penis and asked  him to cough. Then he repeated the same
manoever on the other side. By now Billy was fully erect, his organ bobbing
with each heartbeatand pointing thirty degrees above the horizontal toward
the ceiling.

"Don't be concerned about your erection," said the doctor "many boys your
age pop a woodie at times like this. My, but you ARE a big boy. Aimie, get
out your tape measure and please record his size."

"Seven inches in length and five and one quarter inches in circumference."
reported the nurse.

"Gad, you must be the pride of the locker room already." said Dr Z.

Billy was now beet red, but in fact he was proud of his nickname among his
baseball teammates, "Tripod".

"Your mother says in her letter that in the past few weeks your grades have
slipped a bit, you seem to be daydreaming a lot, and your disposition has
become irritable. She has also noted recurrent yellow stains in your pajamas
and she suspects you have been having 'wet dreams', is that right?" said Dr
Z.

"Er, yeah, I guess so..." stammered Billy.

"That is to be expected at your age, particurlaly if you have DSB." said the
doctor.

"Whassat?" said Billy.

The doctor said "DSB is a medical term meaning Dreadful Sperm Buildup.
Mother nature relieves the pressure form time to time by producing wet
dreams but that doesn't relieve the pressure very well or very long. It is
usually a sure sign that you have not discovered how to unload your built up
semen load by yourself. In other words, you have not yet discovered the joys
of masturbation. Is that right?"

"Uh, I guess so." said Billy."

The doctor anointed his finger with KY jelly and announced "Now I am going
to check your rectum and prostate and teach you how to find relief from DSB
and you will find your mind can move from your hard penis and concentrate on
your studies. You will also note your disposition will improve and the
sticky stains in your pajamas will no longer appear".

To be continued