Date: Mon, 13 Jan 2020 12:39:46 -0500 From: Carter Probst Subject: True Physical Exam by Thomas J. Ward for adult/youth This is a brief true story. I had thought about embellishing it to be a more "traditional" Nifty story, but instead opted to relay it as it actually happened. I was a short and skinny 12 year old boy and needed to get a physical to go to my new middle school. And I was nervous about it because the physical was going to be performed by my pediatrician, an Asian - American doctor that I had had a crush on for years. Yes, I was still going to the pediatrician at age 12. I think not long after this incident Dr. Chan suggested to my mom that I should probably start seeing a general practitioner. I'm sure it wasn't related at all! Dr. Chan was in his 30s and I just thought he was the sexiest thing. I often find Asian men to be handsome and I guess that started young. Dr. Chan was young-looking with a kind face. He was fit and I frequently found my mind wandering to imagine what his tight body was like under that white doctor coat. So you can probably imagine my trepidation at getting naked in front of my biggest crush. I had heard about the "turn and cough" test from my friends who had already gotten their physicals. What if I popped a boner and Dr. Chan told my mom that her son got an erection while being touched by a man and was probably a little fruitcake? I wasn't ready to come out to my mom and besides, I would die from embarrassment if I got a hard-on in front of a grown man. Who would possibly be interested in seeing the hard dick of a skinny little preteen boy like me? Nobody, that's who! If I had been more worldly, I might have thought to jerk off before my exam. That could have eased some of my anxiety. But I didn't know to do that, so I arrived in Dr. Chan's examining room with two balls full of adolescent spunk (I had been shooting cum for about a year at this point). The nurse had me take off my clothes and put on a paper gown. I remember thinking it was very drafty in there as the cool air blew up between my legs. I sat on the table for a few minutes, trying to think of unsexy things to imagine for when the exam began. Kisses from my Aunt Charlotte. Zombies eating entrails. The Space Shuttle blowing up that one time. Unsexy! My mind couldn't have been further from sex until Dr. DILF knocked on the door and came striding into the room lIke an Asian sex god. Fuck. Dr. Chan asked me how I'd been and made the usual small talk, asking if I was excited to go to middle school and that kind of stuff. Then, he started the typical tests like taking my temperature (orally!) and checking my blood pressure. He tested my reflexes with that little hammer thing. The usual. But then it was time for the dreaded below-the-waist exam. Dr. Chan lifted up the front of my gown and put his hand under my nearly hairless balls. His long fingers rolled my testicles around in their pouch. His touch felt so good, and though I tried to stop myself, my mind drifted off into the future, where I would have a sexy boyfriend like Dr. Chan who would play with my balls like this and suck my cock and make me cum. It was a totally self-destructive thing to do, thinking about the exact thing I didn't want to think about. My brain likes to sabotage me like that sometimes. So naturally, the unthinkable happened. My 3 inch uncircumcised cock sprang to life, bobbing in front of poor Dr. Chan, who was just trying to do his job and get home to his wife and daughter. My face burned a deep shade of red and I stammered out an apology. "I'm sorry. It just kinda does that sometimes. I'm sorry." "Don't sweat it. This happens all the time. It's no problem." "Oh...okay. Okay." "It even might be a good thing. I'm a little concerned about the tightness of your foreskin and I might not have seen that if you hadn't gotten an erection. Does it hurt when you retract the foreskin when you pee or masturbate?" "M...m...masturbate?" "You know. Pleasure yourself? You might refer to it as jerking off?" I had never heard an adult talk about jerking off before, or ever admitted to anyone (even my friends) that I did that, so this was very weird for me. "Oh that," I replied. "Um, no. Those things don't make it hurt." "Ok, good. You can put your clothes back on now. We're done here. I want you to tell me if your foreskin starts to hurt, ok? You don't need to be afraid to talk to me about anything. I'm a doctor. It's my job." "Thanks Dr. Chan. I will." And that's basically the end of the story. I tucked my still - erect penis into my white Fruit of the Looms, pulled on the rest of my clothes and met my mom in the waiting room. No forbidden blow jobs from my doctor or rides on his olive fuck stick. We went home and, if I remember correctly, I jacked off that night, remembering his hands caressing my balls. I still like it when a guy does that to me. Let me know if you enjoyed this little true story. My email address is fennelrave@gmail.com. And support Nifty with your donations! They do good work!