Date: Wed, 23 Nov 2011 11:49:43 -0800
From: Steve B <downboypdx@gmail.com>
Subject: Cody's Physical

This story is fiction and should not be shown to minors. You should be
of legal age in the area in which you live to read this story.
Enjoy, and let me know what you think.


Cody had moved to Houston not long ago, and his new school required
all new students complete a physical.  The school referred him to my
office, where he made an appointment.  With teenage boys, they are
typically healthy, but I enjoy seeing how different boys react to the
process.  Cody arrived on time, and my nurse had completed the
preliminaries, height, weight, blood pressure, etc.  He was sitting on
my exam table in his briefs when I walked in.  "Hi Cody, I'm doctor
Miller.  How are you today?" I asked.  "Good, I guess," he replied
with a shy smile.  I began looking at his file my nurse had compiled.
"Looks like you are in good health so far, Cody.  Are you having any
problems?" I asked.  "No," he said, "I'm good."  "OK, why don't you
hop down then, and we can get started."

Cody stepped from the table, and I was able to appreciate his
developing physique.  He was trim and his chest and arms were starting
to fill out.  His legs looked strong, with muscular thighs, and very
little body hair, except for a light fuzz trail from his navel leading
into the waistband of his briefs.  I completed the ears, nose and
throat part of the exam, then asked Cody to step out of his shorts.
Some teens hesitate and are quite modest, while others are pretty free
stripping down completely for the doc.  Cody was the later.  He slid
his thumbs into the front of his waistband, and eagerly peeled his
shorts down his legs, and stepped out of them.  I smiled, trying to
put him at ease, as I admired his young cock.  It was average in size,
but was perfect in shape.  He was cut, and his large purple head hung
gently against two large balls that stretched his hairless sack tight.
 I slid the stool closer, and took his penis in my hands and started
feeling the length of his shaft for any abnormalities.  He started to
thicken immediately under the attention.  He cleared his throat in
embarrassment and I noticed he was blushing as I held his hardening
tool.  I ignored his reaction, and tried to remain professional as I
continued moving my fingers up and down his hardening shaft.  He was
almost fully erect when I used my thumbs to pull his piss slit open
and peer inside.  Soon I moved my attention to his ample testicles.
Rolling his balls around in my fingers caused his cock to gain a full,
strong erection, its length straining upward.  "You have a pretty
healthy response there, Cody.  That is very normal," I said, trying to
reassure him and lessen his self consciousness. "Sorry," was all he
said.  "Nothing to be sorry about, buddy.  Like I said, I see this a
lot, particularly with young guys like you. It's a  perfectly normal
and a good lead in for my next question anyway.  Can you tell me how
often you masturbate?"  Cody's face got beet red, and he looked down
at the ground.  "Um, pretty much every day," he stammered.  "Or more?"
I continued with a broad smile to the young man.  He nodded and gave a
grin himself.  "Cody, you probably know most guys do the same thing.
I've had boys your age tell me they jerk off three or four times a
day. It is nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact, it would be
unusual if you weren't doing it regularly."  Continuing with the exam,
I probed and instructed him to cough as I watched his cock pulse with
his heartbeat.  His erection wasn't relenting, but I certainly didn't
mind.

"Cody," I said, "have you ever had a prostate exam?"  He looked a
little puzzled, then realized what was next.  "No," he choked, as I
stood up and got the lube.  "Well, today's your lucky day," I said,
smiling broadly, trying to relieve his tension.  He smiled weakly as I
explained the process.  I watched his eyes widen as I told him the
position I needed him in, and the fact I would be sticking my fingers
up his young ass.

I instructed him to climb back on the table and get on his knees and
lower himself on his elbows.  "I know this is different from your
other physicals," I said, "but you are at the age where you will need
to begin to be checked regularly.  The prostate is an important part
of your body, and we want to make sure it is healthy," I said as I
admired his pert young ass and his heavy, hairless ball sack hanging
below.  "Try and relax, Cody.  I'll try and make this quick."  I
squeezed a dollop of lube on my gloved fingers and pressed first one
finger into the young man's hole.  He instinctively clinched his butt
as my finger found its target.  "Relax, Cody.  This may feel funny,
and might make you feel like pee is leaking out of your penis.  It is
OK," I said, as I slipped in a second finger.  Cody let out a soft
moan as my thick digits stretched him a bit, and he gave another
subtle jerk as I pressed his prostate.  "Cody, when was the last time
you ejaculated?" I asked, as I felt his puffy gland.  He hesitated,
then replied "This morning in the shower."  I continued my exam, and
noticed a few drops of fluid collect at the tip of his cock.  I
slipped my fingers out and removed my gloves, asking Cody to sit on
the table.

"Cody," I began, "I'm afraid your prostate is pretty congested.  You
know what semen is, don't you?" I asked, and he nodded.  "Well," I
continued, "all that liquid is created in your prostate.  If your body
produces too much, it can cause the gland to become congested and
inflamed, like yours."  I looked at him seriously and waited for a
response.  "Well, what can I take for that?" he asked.  "I wish I
could give you a pill, but the only way to fix this is a prostate
massage," I said, looking directly at him.  "What's that," Cody asked.
 "I use two, sometimes three fingers inside your rectum, and I rub
your prostate to force out the excess fluid."  "Does it come out my
dick?" Cody asked surprised, to which I nodded yes.  "Jeez," he said,
again blushing, but also annoyed that he had to have this invasive
procedure.  "It's OK, Cody. I'll be gentle," I assured.  "Let's get
you back into position on the table," I said, as I motioned for him to
turn back around.

Cody reluctantly climbed back into position, lowering himself onto his
elbows and pushing his young ass high in the air for me.  "That's
great, Cody.  Now just relax, and let me know if I'm causing any
pain."  I lifted his left cheek up, exposing the intended target, and
again pressed first one lubed finger into his tight pucker, and
followed it with my second.  He squirmed as my fingers began their
work on his inflamed organ.

Cody shifted back and forth as the massage began to work.  Soon a drop
of clear liquid appeared at the tip of his stiff prick, slowly
stretching into a thin thread that eventually reached to the paper on
the table. "It feels like something's leaking out," Cody said, as he
rested his forehead on the table, looking back at his dripping cock.
"Uh, sorry doc," he said as his cock seeped more and more fluid.  "No
worries, Cody.  That is what we want to happen.  It is good to get
that out," I said, as I continued my assault on the young lad.  After
several minutes, Cody piped up.  "Are you almost through, doc?" he
asked.  "Sorry buddy, we have a ways to go.  Am I hurting you?" I
asked, slowing my probing.  "No, but..." was Cody's response.  "But
what?" I replied.  He squirmed, then said, "It's OK."

Cody continued squirming, but I didn't slow down.  I enjoyed feeling
him respond, and yet make a feeble attempt to escape the treatment.
"Cody, try and relax and it will be easier for you," I recommended.
"Um doc, could you stop for a while?" Cody asked.  "I wish I could,
Cody, but I need to make sure this fluid gets drained completely. Am I
hurting you?" I asked.  "No," he replied quietly, as he moved his hips
side to side in a vain attempt to lessen the stimulation.  After
several more minutes of this treatment, I heard, "Doc," Cody pleaded,
"I really need you to stop. Please?"  I didn't answer, but moved my
free hand to the front of his thigh, holding him in place as I
continued my rhythmic massage, probing deep in the young man.

Cody had closed his eyes tightly, trying to stop the inevitable,
wiggling his butt, rocking from side to side, trying anything to
change his body's reaction or to get away from the stimulation.
Mostly I think he was hoping I would stop.  As my fingers continued, I
felt his mound get harder, and I knew what he was fighting.  "Please,
doc, don't," Cody pleaded, "don't make me!". "Make you what, Cody?
What's wrong?" I asked, knowing full well what the young man was
fighting.  "Doc, please!" he screamed, as I felt his prostate get rock
hard, and I knew he had no choice now.

I continued plunging my fingers in and out of his tender chute, then I
felt his ass clamp down hard on my fingers and start heavy
contractions. "UUhhhhhhhnnnggggggg!" Cody screamed as he convulsed
with his climax.  With the first contraction, I heard his thick juice
splash onto the table, followed by several more equally heavy
ejaculations.  Each pulse of his ass shot another volley of hot teen
spunk onto the exam table, until his contractions slowed, then stopped
altogether.  I slipped my fingers from the spent youth, and removed my
gloves.  Cody didn't move, obviously embarrassed, and trying to
understand what just happened.

"Cody," I said, "you did great.  That is just what we wanted to have
happen.  You got rid of a lot of liquid, didn't you?" I asked, as I
looked at the thick ribbon of teen jizz on the table.  He didn't
respond, but slowly raised his head, and I could see the flush of his
climax in his chest and face.  "I'm really sorry, doc," he said, as he
looked at the mess he left on the table.  "Don't worry about it.
You're not the first," I said, and smiled as I noticed several globs
of cum under his chin and on his neck.  I handed him a paper towel,
saying, "You got some on your chin, there, buddy," pointing to his
creamy deposits.  Cody rose up on his knees and wiped his seed from
his chin and throat.  I admired his body once again, as his thick cock
swung in front of him.

I helped him down from the table, and told him he was in excellent
health, except for the congested prostate.  "Well, I guess we took
care of that, huh?" he said with a shy smile.  "Yes, Cody, we did
today.  But that condition normally takes several sessions to
eliminate completely.  I'm going to have you make another appointment
for next week. Just see my receptionist on the way out, OK?"   Cody
stopped dead in his tracks, then slowly turned. Standing naked in
front of me, he shrugged.  "Whatever the doc says," he said with a
smile.

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