Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2011 12:47:46 -0400 From: Chris Johns Subject: Embarrassment Pt.1 This is another raunchy sex story with loads of anal in it, all unprotected sex. Please remember that this is fiction and that in the real world there are some really nasty STDs just waiting to zap you and spoil your life. Feel free to pass this story on to friends, but please don't alter it and do give me credit for spending the time to write it. Embarrassment Part 1 – My Sexual Awakening "Mother knows best." I swear if I hear her say that one more time I'm going to scream. Sixteen years old and still being treated like a small boy. To be honest though she was probably right this time. I was going out to play for my school rugby team this season and my coach had suggested I have a full medical because the senior game got pretty rough. You see, I'm not really big enough to play rugby but I was fast and had been the highest try scorer in my previous team. (In American football it is called a touchdown), I understood that boys my age in America had to have what they called a sports medical before they were allowed to play so I thought, `what the hell, it's only a medical, how bad can that be?' I knew I was fit, I never got sick and Mum said that was because I always got good food, no junk food in our house. I told coach I would have the medical, did I need to see a particular doctor or could I use our family one. "I'd like you to use a doctor who specialises in sports medicine. I can arrange it for you Paul if you like." "No problem Coach," was my glib reply. I doubt I would have been so casual if I had known what was going to happen. Coach arranged it and said he would take me. We aren't as lucky as you American guys, we have to wait until we are seventeen before we can drive. Anyway, the next day I'm at the sports complex waiting with coach in the medical examiners waiting room. I'm in for the first appointment after lunch. Coach said that one always gets off on time so I was a little uncomfortable when a young lady in a white coat walks in and starts talking to my coach and I hear him say the word `Doc.' I thought holy shit, I'm not going to be examined by a woman am I? It wasn't that I disliked women, I actually thought they were quite neat, and this one was pretty, but at medicals you have to strip down to practically nothing and I wore very brief underpants. She went into one of the examination rooms and I noted the number on the door. With luck I wouldn't go in that one. No luck, the receptionist called my name and directed me to the same examination room the lady doctor had gone into. Coach came with me which surprised me and he saw the look. "Doctor Darch always likes the coach present when she does sports medicals." Great, I'm now going to take most of my clothes off for a woman and let her explore my body while my coach looks on. And it gets worse. I didn't notice before, but she has one hand in plaster. "Hello Paul, I'm Doctor Darch but most of you boys call me Nicky so you can as well." Then she turns to coach and says, "I'm going to have to ask you to assist with this John," (that's my coach), "I only have one useful hand for the next few weeks. Now Paul, slip behind the screen and undress for me. You can keep your underpants on for now." I thought what? Only for now, does this mean she is going to make me take them off as well at some point? This could get seriously embarrassing. When I came out from behind the screen she gave me the once over making me blush as her eyes zeroed in on my crutch. "Turn round for me Paul." So I did and I just knew she was going to ogle my butt. Facing her again I could see the look of uncertainty on her face. "You say he is going to play senior rugby John?" Coach nodded. "He's very small for a rugby player, I think we'll do a full workup on him." Bloody cheek, I wasn't that small, ok I only weighed about 150 pounds but it was all muscle and in good proportion for my five foot ten inch frame. I wondered what a full work up was but not for long. "We'll do all the stuff that needs analysing first Paul so that we have the results before you leave." With that she drained half my blood, well a couple of small syringes of it. Then I was hooked up to two machines with lots of leads attached to me. You know, EEG and ECG, brain and heart. Interesting, the print out looked like one of those you get at weather stations measuring temperature, humidity and all that sort of thing. No problem there and even lying on her examination table on my back I soon forgot about my near nudity, it was all quite interesting really. Then I had to nip into a cubicle and pee into a bottle, she checked that while I watched, a multi coloured strip was dunked in it and she pointed out the colour changes and told me what they each meant. That was cool, I never realised your pee could be interesting. She also told me there were lots of good things in urine that some African tribes used to cure skin problems and other ailments. People have survived in deserts drinking urine as well so there was nothing to worry about with it she told me. I thought I would take that information under advisement, I didn't fancy having it rubbed into my skin and drinking it was definitely not in my planning. All the basics followed that, you know weight and height, plus my body measurements, chest and waist were no problem, but to get my hip measurement she had to run the tape up and down to get the largest size so she was touching my butt and my package momentarily. If she did that very much I would definitely spring a boner, my cock worked on a hair trigger. 36, 28, 36, I could model with those figures. I had quite broad shoulders so she guessed that I would continue to fill out and reach an acceptable size for my sport but she expressed doubts again about me playing rugby. Women sure knew how to fuss, I had been playing since I was about eight and never been seriously injured what was her problem? Next came ears eyes nose and throat before the stethoscope was used all over my upper body, still no problem, but that was where the `no problem' bit ended. She wheeled her chair round her desk and sat down in it. "Now Paul, stand in front of me and take your underpants off." Oh shit, here we go. I could see coach standing to the side of me so he would see everything as well. That was ok when there were a gazillion of us changing after sport, but with only me it was embarrassing. I knew that I looked sexy, I guess I was a bit narcissistic and that was why I wore such brief underwear. The problem was it had a pouch only just big enough for my soft cock, when I got an erection it poked out several inches but held me straight up and down so it didn't show too obscenely. I could see coach scoping me out and was quite chuffed, he was the youngest member of staff and really sexy as well. I had never done anything with another guy but I thought I would like to with him. I covered up with my hands as soon as I had my briefs off but she just told me to move closer and put my hands by my side. Can you imagine how embarrassing that is, stood naked about a foot away from a strange, pretty, young woman whose eyes are just about level with your crutch. I just bet that my face was the same colour as our post boxes, bright red. "Lift your penis Paul and skin it for me." Oh God this was awful and it got worse. "I'm sorry Paul, I shall have to enlist John's help here because I only have one hand. John, please spread Paul's glans so that I can see a little way up his urethra." Coach walked up beside me and took hold of my cock spreading my piss slit. She examined it minutely for what appeared to be ages. "That's fine, thank you John. Now hold your penis against your tummy Paul while I check you testicles." That entailed her rolling each one around in her hand, feeling for any unusual growths, she said. What she actually achieved was me getting an erection. I didn't need to hold it up then because when I had a boner it hugged my tummy but I kept it covered anyway. "Move your hands away from your groin Paul, move your legs further apart, turn your head to one side for me and cough." She was checking my glands she said, I thought she was checking my cock. She sure as hell looked surprised at it, well it is pretty impressive. "I think he should have a cup when he plays John, a jockstrap won't offer up enough protection for this piece of equipment." Fuck, how embarrassing is that. "Turn around now Paul spread your legs very wide and then bend over to grip your knees and bend your legs a little." As she was saying that she donned a sterile glove and squeezed some clear lubricant on to a couple of fingers. "I'm just going to check your prostate. John, I need your help again, spread his cheeks a little more so that I can enter him with my finger." I wanted to die then, coach spreading my arse cheeks while this woman stuck a finger up my poop chute. She wriggled it around a bit making my erection even harder, it felt incredible, if my best mate had done that I would probably have been in heaven, but not this woman with my coach taking part. "I'm not sure I've found his prostate John, you can release his bottom, but will you now grip his penis quite firmly and tell me if it pulses as I run my finger around his insides." I looked up at coach as he grabbed hold of my cock quite firmly. He was grinning and I could see he had a bulge in his track bottoms. I realised this was turning him on. Nicky kept hitting my prostate so that I was very soon nearly peeing pre-cum. "I think you've found it ok Nicky, Paul is secreting from his penis." As she pulled her finger out she told me to stand up and turn round again. Next was a slide being run across my cock head picking up some of my pre-cum. I'm still stood there blushing as she checks it under a microscope. "Nothing much to look at there Paul, will you hop up on the table and bring yourself to a climax so that I can have a look at your sperm." That was too much for me, even a horny sixteen year old has his limits. My cock went soft and I couldn't make it hard again. "Oh dear Paul, this will be embarrassing for you." Huh, this whole medical had been embarrassing how much worse could it get? "John, will you masturbate him and I will tease his prostate again." I had to pull my legs up and spread them wide while she finger fucked me adding two more to the first one while coach gave me a wank. Now I really knew what the word embarrassment meant. There was definitely nothing wrong with my orgasm when it happened though. Christ, coach was good and being finger fucked was amazing even if it was the most embarrassing experience of my life. She checked my discharge under the microscope, entered some more details in my papers and got up to leave. "If you would like to clean Paul up John I will be about twenty minutes, just slip a robe on Paul in case we need anything else from you after I have seen all the results." Coach started cleaning my front getting me another erection while he cleaned my cock. "Hop off the table Paul and lean over it with your legs spread wide while I sort out your rear end." He was supposed to clean me up but it felt more like he was stroking my cheeks and running his hand up and down my crack. It felt good and I was purring after a couple of minutes. As soon as he felt me relaxing he slid a finger into me at the same time as he reached round in front of me to feel my cock. Christ, this was good. "You like this Paul don't you?" I just nodded my head, I didn't trust myself to speak. There was quite a bit of movement behind me while he increased to three fingers again. "I'm going to ease something bigger into you Paul, tell me if you don't like it." I knew what it was as soon as he touched me with it. He was going to fuck me. Boy did his entry ever hurt. I was gasping and about to tell him to take it out when the pain started to ease. I relaxed and he pushed into me further, oh man did that ever feel good. I realised he must be quite big because he appeared to go on forever feeding me more. "You have all of me now son, relax while I fuck you to orgasm." Oh Jesus he was good, he had me spewing cum all over the floor as I had multiple orgasms. When he came inside me I thought he had shot me his orgasm was so powerful. He lay across me and speaking in short bursts as he gasped in more air he said, "You, are one very hot little cookie Paul, I will want to do that frequently." I preened a little, yeah I know, silly really but being a macho jock rugby player didn't stop me being a natural bottom, coach fucking me had made me realise that. I liked being the lazy partner and being pampered before being fucked. I could have done without the female doctor but the rest of this experience had been pretty exciting. Nicky came back in when we were both cleaned up and coach was dressed again. "Everything is fine Paul you can get dressed now. John you make sure he wears a cup under his jockstrap before he plays. If he has a tendency to get an erection at all during a game I suggest you do something about it before he goes onto the field." Christ she was suggesting coach give me a wank before each game, I could definitely live with that. "Thanks sis, I guess we can sort that no problem." "I'll see you tonight John at Mum and Dad's." "Yeah, wouldn't miss it." As we were heading for coach's car I looked at him quizzically. "Nicky is my twin sister, couldn't you see the resemblance?" I couldn't but I was sure as hell surprised "She knows I like to try out my new players if they are cute that's why she left us for twenty minutes." Sneaky huh? But I didn't mind I had several amazing orgasms and lost my cherry to a coach that I liked. I was looking forward to getting my hands on his equipment and letting him teach me how to be a sex toy. I had two more years before university so he would have lots of opportunity to let me practice. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Stay tuned, Paul gets his sex education from coach and a few team mates in part 2.