Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2015 18:31:55 -0500 From: Daniel1989a . Subject: Nudist Teen-Part 8 Nudist Teen-Part 8 Reminder - Nifty archive survives by donations. Please consider donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I was very busy over the next few days and did not have a chance to do much more than the occasional nude walk around my home. Now with a few free days, I was horny, ready and willing to set my sights on a new nude adventure. I thought of going back to some of the men I had already met, but deep down I knew it was not just the being nude, it was being nude in front of strangers that did it for me. There were not many options open to me, living in such a small town so I started looking online for nudist events. I found many, but they were all much too far away for me to get to and return before my parents got home for dinner. I thought about the adult store in town, but did not want to push my friendship with the owner, besides he would probably want me for himself. I was about to give up when I came across an interesting advertisement from a Medical Office in the next town. I had heard of it but had never been there before. Through the department of health they were doing research on adolescent development in three different categories, physical, sexual and mental. I had to look up many of the words and still there were a few I did not know what they meant. The first part of the study was on adolescent males between the ages of 13 and 18. Since I was 14, I read on and learned the research was far reaching and very detailed, taking in every aspect of each specimens development. I found the word specimen somehow arousing, almost like if they took me I would be a toy for them. I read on through page after page detailing the importance and scope of the study, amazed at how many agencies were involved. My heart and my cock were starting to throb, thinking this would be an excellent chance to get naked in front of strangers. I started rubbing my cock through my shorts but felt my heart sink as I got near the bottom and it said I would need to have forms signed by at least one parent. My parents had just hooked me up with Dr. Mitchell and they knew he had given me a full physical, so asking them to sign something for me to travel to the next town to be in a medical study would not go over well. I sat back trying to come up with a good reason, but not thinking of one I downloaded and printed out the form, filled out all my information, very detailed information from my age, height and weight to every illness I had ever had. I scanned the forms and finally feeling I had filled them out properly, I got another pen, this one with black ink and signed first my Father's name, then slanting my hand and making the name more flashy, I signed my Mother's name. I spent a few minutes going over the signatures, then downloaded another copy of the forms and re did the signatures until I was satisfied they looked different enough to be believable. I got an envelope, stuffed in the forms and attached a stamp and since I was bored, walked to the mailbox and dropped it in. The next several days were long and drawn out with me spending most of my free time either working out or working on my tan. I also went for daily nude walks in the back fields, and although I loved the feeling of the sun on my naked body, I longed to be naked in front of strangers. But I also knew there were only a few weeks left in the summer and after that school would be starting up and most of my days would be filled with school work. After a long walk i went up to my room and stripped naked, then stood in front of my full length mirror. I puffed out my chest and flexed my arms, pleased that my definition was improving. Where my abs had mainly been just flat I could now see a very definate six pack forming. My light blond hair was getting longer and I loved the way it felt as I ran my hands through it. In the mirror I saw my height lines behind me so I backed up and was very pleased that I had grown over an inch and was now almost 5'8" tall. I ran my hands up and down my legs, then my arms, loving how smooth they felt without any hair, then not being able to hold back I slowly masturbated while watching myself in the mirror. I cleaned up, showered and not too much later ate dinner with my parents. After I finished I almost gasped out loud when my father said, "Oh Jeff, I almost forgot, this letter was in the mailbox for you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a large envelope and handed it to me. I could see that my Mother was about to ask what it was, but luckily the phone rang and I took the opportunity to quickly run up to my room. I tore open the envelope delighted it was from the medical office. The letter was long, but basically it said I had been accepted into the study. It went on to give details to my parents of what I was supposed to do before showing up. I knew what I was doing was wrong, that this letter was meant for my parents, but it was just too good to pass up. The list was not very long, mainly I was supposed to shower thoroughly, making sure to clean everything. It even said to make sure if I was uncircumsised that I cleaned there carefully and applied a small amount of baby oil after wards, brush my teeth, hair and other basic hygiene. It went on to instruct that I should refrain from masturbating for at least 2 days and that on the morning I was to show up I was to have an enema. I had never had an enema before but I knew what they were, so I looked it up online, pleased that there were kits sold in the drug store that were not very expensive. It then gave a number at the end that one of my parents w2ere to call to let them know what day I would be showing up. I started to worry about this, not wanting to ask someone to call for me I wondered what I should do. Finally frustrated I called the number, ready to make my voice sound deeper and felt relief that it was an answering machine. I made my voice as deep as possible trying to sound like my Father, and said that my son Jeff would be available 3 days from today. My heart almost stopped beating when suddenly someone answered, "Hello, Downtown Medical Offices." I had to pull myself together quickly, cleared my throat and keeping it deep said, "Yes I just got the letter about the study and wanted to let you know my son Jeff will be available on Friday." Friday was 3 days from now and I heard what sounded like someone tapping on a keyboard and figured whoever the woman on the phone was was checking the schedule. She then said, "That will be perfect, we had a cancellation on Friday. Is 9:00 am okay Sir?" I almost laughed at being called Sir and knew I had crossed a line now, not only faking their signatures, but also pretending to be my Father on the phone, but my cock was hard as I said, "Yes that will be perfect." Then I quickly added, "Both his Mother and I will be working that day, so we will drop him off on our way into town if that's okay?" The woman said, "Yes that's fine, a lot of parents do that as Jeff will be here for a few hours. Please make sure to read and follow all the instructions in the letter you received,and if you have any questions, don't hesitate to call." I told here I would and hung up, then took a deep breath and sat down. I had actually done it, passed on the phone as my Father. My cock throbbed in anticipation of being naked in front of strangers and also at the uncertainty of the whole thing. After all I really had no idea exactly what they were going to do. My hand lowered to my cock, but remembering the instructions not to masturbate for a few days, I pulled it away. The next morning I went into town and bought an all in one fleet enema kit, then back home read the instructions carefully, pleased that it was very basic and easy to use. The time seemed to drag on for ever waiting for Friday, so I occupied myself by working out extra hard and long and working on my tan. Finally it was Friday morning and I awoke very early. I took the enema kit and after reading the instructions again, used it, amazed at how quickly it worked. I then walked into the shower and scrubbed carefully, making sure to pull back my foreskin and clean there carefully. I knew it was not on the list, but I made sure to remove every body hair until I was perfectly smooth, even going over my underarms and balls twice. Finally pleased, I washed my hair, then toweled off and brushed my teeth, brushed my hair and after a long look at myself I felt as clean as possible. I heard my parents car in the driveway and knew they were leaving for work, so I walked downstairs naked and made myself a light breakfast, cleaned up and went back to my room. I pulled on my best pair of underwear, jeans, a red t-shirt then socks and my shoes. I checked myself in the mirror again, took a deep breath and headed to the bus stop. It took quite a while to get to the office, but I was still a bit early as I opened the door and walked in. There was large woman behind a desk and she looked up and said, "You must be Jeff." I smiled and told her I was and after some rummaging she handed me another form to fill out. Once done she escorted me through a door and into a room with some chairs and small desks in it. She told me someone would be right here and left. Not long after a man walked in and introduced himself as Dr. Macey and told me he would be conducting the first part of the process. He told me it was quite simply an I.Q. test. It took longer than I thought but finally I finished and waited while he looked it over. He smiled and said, "You'll be pleased to know you scored well above normal Jeff." I smiled back, happy that I had done so well, then listened as he told me that the next part would be about my interests, hobbies, wants, needs, desires and fantasies. he explained that most found it easier to do this part on the computer so he lead me to another room that had several computers set up. I briefly thought that this did not look like an Medical Office I had ever been in, but he told me to take a seat which pulled me from my thoughts. "Jeff, it is essential that you be fully honest. The information will be kept in strict confidence and as you will see when you start, your name is not even associated with this part of the test." I clicked on start and breezed through the first few sections of personal information that asked about school, friends, sports I played, music I liked, if I was popular or not, things like that. Slowly the questions got much more personal asking when I had first started getting erections, masturbating and growing pubic hair. It felt odd typing in answers to these questions, but I did my best to remember as much as I could. The final section was all about if I had any sexual experiences and if so to describe them. I thought about it and stupidly thinking no one would probably even read it, I wrote out everything that had been happening with me over the last couple of months, going into extreme detail. Starting with wandering around naked, to my recent encounter with Jason at the mall. The last few questions asked what I had found the most exciting about any of my experiences. I was honest again and typed that being naked in front of strangers was my number one, followed by my anal experience with Jason and how turned on I had been seeing his body, and surprising myself that I had wished it had lasted longer and even that I wished the delivery guys had joined in. I finished the list with things like getting blow jobs and even the spankings I had received. I sat back and stretched my fingers, hoping this was the end of this part of the test. I heard Dr. Macey clear his throat and when I looked at him he had an odd expression on his face that looked like wonder and amazement, but it quickly changed to a neutral expression as he said, "You did very well Jeff and I have to say you have been more honest I think than any other person I have ever known." I felt my face redden as I realized that he must have been reading what I was typing and that he now knew everything about me. At the same time I felt my cock hardening in my jeans knowing this stranger knew so much about me. "Now if you will follow me we can get on with the physical exam." I followed him down a short hallway again wondering whey there were no medical charts or anything but he opened a door into a change room and said, "Please take off all your clothes, there are hangers on the back of the door." Then after pointing at a chair he said, "You can wrap that towel around your waist, and when you are ready walk through that door into the exam area." I saw the towel and the other door so I nodded and as he left I started pulling off my clothes. Once naked I put the tiny towel around my waist and just managed to snug it, took a deep breath and opened the door. I walked in to a dark hallway and followed it to a light at the end. I paused there and gasped, right in front of me on a huge screen was.....me. I thought it was a joke or something but then I noticed that I was wearing a towel and when I looked down, I noticed the image of me on the screen looked down too. I looked back up and realized there was a camera somewhere that was focused on me and not just any camera, a very good one because as I looked at myself on the huge screen I could even see the bulge at the front of my towel. I started to back up but something drew me forward and as I walked out of the hallway I saw there were at least 25 or 30 people, men and women sitting in a semi-circle around the stage. And as I walked forward I noticed the steps were taking me up onto that stage. I was amazed at how clear and detailed the image on the screen was, it was me multiplied many times. I could even make out the color of my eyes and as I waked onto the stage I saw that the people in the audience were of varied ages, from what I could see ranging from about 21 up to about 65 years of age. I paused again, thrilled, anxious and a little scared as a voice said, "Please step all the way up." I followed the voice and took the last few steps onto the stage and saw right away that there was an exam table, with many medical instruments on a table, a scale and a large man I guessed was about 35. As I walked closer I could not help but look at myself on the screen, again amazed at how detailed and huge it was. And now when I looked at the audience I could not make out any of their faces, there were lights pointed at the stage that made it impossible to even see the front row. I walked towards the man who I saw was handsome, about 6" tall with dark brown hair and he was wearing a white lab coat. He looked at the audience and said, "Okay ladies and gentleman this is today's subject, you have all seen his I.Q. test as well as his personal information, so let's get on with it." I quickly became aware that everyone sitting int he audience had seen everything I had typed out and my first instinct was to run, but then I felt my cock fully harden and managed to stand where I was. I heard the man say, "Please come to the exam table and drop the towel." I again thought about running, but instead walked to the exam table, but although I wanted to my fingers just would not undo the towel. There was something about the huge image of me on the screen that was keeping my attention. I could not pull my eyes away from it and suddenly without noticing that he had approached me I felt the towel pulled off of me. The Man had done it without me noticing and there I was naked and very hard and when I looked at the screen it was me but at least 10 times bigger, almost like a movie theater screen. My hand instantly went to cover my cock and balls as I heard what I could only describe as a few gasps from the audience. The man said firmly, "Please step over here and onto the scale." I paused momentarily but did as he said and watched and listened as he said, "5'8" tall, 132 pounds. Step off the scale please." When I did he walked behind me and reached his hands around calling out the measurements of my chest, waist, thighs and calves, then the length of my legs, arms and neck. He did it so quickly and efficently that I barely felt him touching me. He suddenly paused and looked at my hands covered erection and said, "Put your hands at your sides." This was it, a huge moment as I slowly pulled my hands away and felt my erection pop almost straight up, again hearing a few gasps from the audience. When I looked at the screen I was amazed how huge my cock looked and that the image was so big it was clear now to everyone that I had no body hair at all. The man in the lab coat said, "As you all read this subject prefers being hair free.: He then grabbed both my hands and pulled them over my head revealing my under arms and said, "And as you can see he hair free and smooth every where." He let go of my hands and they fell to my sides and a second later he was sitting on a stool in front of me, the tape measure in his hand. One of his hands grasped my erection and held it firmly while the other ran the tape measure along it. He then called out, "6.5 inches long and almost 4.7 around. As you can see this subject is not only large for his age, but is above average for an adult male." His hand felt amazing on my cock and then it was my turn to gasp as he slowly but in one motion pushed my foreskin back, revealing my now very flared and shiny cock head. He then applied the tape measure again and said, "When going for accuracy with uncircumsised males, it is very important to retract the foreskin. As you can see his measurement is actually 6.7 inches long." He dropped the tape measure and gently ran his finger over my now even harder cock head as he said, "As you can see this subject is very careful about keeping himself clean." As his finger kept tracing over my very sensitive cock head, causing me to moan out loud for the first time he said, "As you can see, uncircumsised males are much more sensitive than their counterparts." His finger slowly ran down the top then up the bottom of my now leaking cock head as he said, "As you can see this subject oozes a lot of pre cum, which is very healthy and normal. It is very important with uncircumsised males to make sure they are keeping themselves clean as well as to make sure the foreskin retracts easily." Since uncircumsised male subjects are not as common as circumisied ones, I'll have some of you come up and practice retracting this subjects foreskin. Before I could react he called out a name thaT i did not hear and a second later a woman in her 40's was walking up and sitting on the stool right in front of me. Without a word she grasped my erection and slowly pulled the foreskin back over my cock head then slowly pushed it back off again. I again moaned, louder this time and the man said, "As you can see the subject finds this very enjoyable, so it is important that you recognize the signs of ejaculation so you can stop before a mess is made." He looked at the woman and said, "Please pull his foreskin forward and then retract it again, but sense what he is feeling this time and tell me what you notice." The woman slowly pulled my foreskin forward covering my cock head, then pushed it back revealing it again as I moaned even louder this time. The woman then said, "As I pulled it back to cover the head he seemed to relax a bit and then as I pushed it back his whole body seemed to tense a bit, his erection throbbed and it almost looked like his testicles raised a bit, as well he moaned louder." The man said, "Excellent, excellent, you missed something, but that was very good." The woman looked pleased and walked back into the audience and a moment later a man who lo0ked no older than 21 walked up and sat on the stool. After being told to he repeated what the woman had done, but he did it much slower and unlike the woman, he held my testicles in his other hand. He looked like he was thinking of something, then his hand slowly pulled my foreskin forward covering the head, then pushed it all the way back, this time I almost shot my load and moaned even louder. When asked what he noticed he said, "The subject did relax as his foreskin covered the head and when I retracted it his body did tense and his erection obviously throbbed larger. His testicles did raise a little bit, also he oozed more pre cum and his nipples became more erect. I would say this means that if I was to do it again, he would ejaculate." The man leading the exam smiled wide and said, "Perfect, perfect answer." The young man looked thrilled and at the same time he gave my balls a slight squeeze. The man leading the exam then said, "Now that you all know the signs, I'll have you all come up one at a time and practice retracting the subjects foreskin, remembering the signs of ejaculation and stopping before it happens." Over the next several minutes a steady stream of both men and woman, young and old all walked up, sat in front of me, grasped my testicles in one hand and my shaft in the other and practiced pulling my foreskin forward and then pushing it back. By the time the last one did it my legs were shaking, I had a thin sheen of sweat on my body and my cock felt like it would explode. I had never been so horny and frustrated before, I was so horny that until the last person walked back to the audience I did not even realize I had been moaning so loudly it was almost a scream and that as the last person walked away I had actually been begging out loud to be allowed to cum. The man leading the exam looked at me and said, "You all did very well. As you can see the subjects penis is now throbbing and oozing pre cum, his nipples are very erect, and you all heard him begging to ejaculate. You should all now know the signs of an immenet orgasm in an adolecsent male and how to not only prolong it but prevent it as well. I think you will find prolonging and preventing an orgasm will give you much more control than anything else when it comes to teen age boys." The man leading the exam then said to me, "Get on the exam table on your back." I was so horny and hard that I hesitated, desperately wanting and needing to cum, my cock so hard and my balls throbbing so much that when I looked down I was leaking so much pre cum that it almost looked like I was peeing. I looked up and saw myself on the huge screen, so detailed that I could see the veins on my cock just as the man leading the exam reached back and then brought his hand forward hard, with a loud smacking noise on my right butt cheek. The swat stung so much I reached back with both my hands to smooth my but cheek which caused my cock to stick even farther out as he said, "Get on the exam table on your back." I took a few steps, my erection bouncing up ad down as I did and awkwardly got up on the exam table. The man leading the exam said, "Contrary to popular belief I find a well placed swat to the butt cheek or several if needed a very effective way to get a teen boys attention." There were a few chuckles of laughter from the audience as the man said, "Put your feet in the stirrups and push your body towards the end of the table." I saw what he meant right away and raised my feet into the stirrups, then very awkwardly pushed myselk down as far as I could. Once there my legs were spread wide, me knees pushed almost up to my chest and my hole now very open and available. I had never felt so exposed before in my ,life. The man leading the exam said, "Now put your hands behind your head." I did as he said and caught a glimpse of myself on the screen as he said, "The subject has had an enema this morning so there is no ndeed to apply one now, so let's get on with the rectal exam." Authors note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comments and suggestions are always appreciated and in fact, most of this chapter came from a comment I received.