Date: Tue, 29 Aug 2017 10:14:06 -0400 (EDT)
From: cresive@comcast.net
Subject: My Rushed Physical Exam

My Rushed Physical Exam

Author: Cresive

       I wanted to relate an incident that actually happened to me when I
was about 14 or 15.  I realize as I write this, that I have a much better
understanding of what transpired on that day.  However, during the exam I
was trying to be "one of the guys" and act like I was an "adult."  This put
me in a position to tolerate a lot more than I would have today.  This
experience, along with another that occurred in Mr. Wallace's store that
will be the topic of another post, really affected me, even to this day.  I
realize what happened, but did not feel scarred and even remember the
experience with a bit of excitement.  The following is my recollection of a
physical exam I needed before I could join the high school wrestling team.

 I grew up in a smaller town, call it a college town, in the south.  We
moved here from DC when I was about 10 because my dad got sick and this was
a cheaper town to live in until we got our financial feet under us.  The
move was a big shock to me because I left a stable social and family life
and had to create a new social life in very different town.  The town was
rather boring, especially if you were too young to drive.  However, you
could get around quite easily on a bicycle.  I loved to ride, still to this
day.  My bicycle also freed up my parents from having to shuttle me about
the town. While it gave me a lot of freedom, it also left me on my own a
lot.

 The incident of which I speak occurred the year I went out for the
wrestling team.  I was on the cross country running team and was in good
shape, but the physical that qualified me to run had expired and I needed
to get another physical exam done quickly.  My family doctor was on
vacation or attending a conference, so I went to the only other doctor in
town.  This doctor was the father of a boy about my age who I knew, but
didn't really associate with.  We saw each other in church, but he went to
a different school and lived on the other side of town.  I was rather
anxious to get my physical, as I needed the physical by the start of the
new month (that Tuesday) and had to make an "emergency" appointment.

 Being a small town, and since it was a high school physical, Dr. Brown
agreed to conduct the physical at his house.  Since my dad was still
recovering, and my mom was working, I had to ride my bike to his house.
This was on the other side of town, but not too difficult to pedal there.
I showered, put on clean underwear, etc.  and cycled across town for my
appointment.  Once I arrived, Mrs. Brown greeted me at that door.
Fortunately, she was on her way to run errands and take her kids to the
community pool for the day.  Dr. Brown was staying behind to host a poker
party with his friends, which is why he had some time do conduct my
physical exam.

 I was ushered into a large house and taken to a large study.  Before
Mrs. Brown left, she told me to go ahead and take off my clothes and get
ready for the exam.  Now, until this exam, my family doctor did most of the
exam with me fully clothed.  In fact, he seemed a bit reticent to even do a
genital exam, etc.  My exposure was so brief that I had forgotten that
physical exams actually included a nude portion.  We didn't shower in
middle school, even though the schools had them.  So, I hadn't really been
seen naked since I was very young.

       So, when Mrs. Brown told me to strip, I was taken aback a bit.
However, since my other doctor had eventually examined all of me, I just
struck it up to different medical styles.  I was also trying to be a "MAN"
and would be in the showers with other men in high school, so I figured
this was a new step in my maturation process.  I was in high school now,
and competing with high school "men."  I needed to get over my prudish
childhood.  Therefore, I shook my head and said okay.

 The house was cold, so I left on my button-down shirt, socks and underwear
to keep warm.  I was also feeling a bit weird to be naked in someone else's
house.  Dr. Brown opened the parlor doors to enter the room.  He looked at
me, said hello and said let's get started.  I quickly took off my shirt and
socks, leaving on my underwear.  He gave me a quick once over and started
the inspection.  He did the normal things, and was very thorough, even
checking my knee stability, ankles, etc.  I guess he was either more
thorough than my usual doctor, or he was more thorough since it was for the
wrestling team.  His study had the necessary scale, sphygmomanometer,
etc. so he was able to complete the necessary tests.  I was starting to
feel good since he was being to professional and so thorough.

       Once done with the preliminaries, he had me take off my underwear.
Like I said, I hadn't been nude in front of anyone since I was very little.
Even my usual doctor didn't have me fully naked, so this was a bit of a
challenge for me.  However, as I was "an adult" I figured it would be fine.
I was still a little self-conscious, but I pulled down my underwear,
stepped out of them, and even "confidently" tossed them onto the rest of my
clothes.  Dr. Brown gave me a good looking over, and looking back on it, it
was more of an ogle than a visual inspection.  However, he had me stand in
front of him while he sat in a chair and proceeded to give me a genital
exam.  Again, he was very thorough and I chubbed up a bit while he was
staring at me.  I was getting embarrassed, but he casually mentioned that
it was normal and he expected me to get a little tumescent.  I didn't know
what that meant, but his cavalier attitude put me a little at ease.

       About this time, the front door opened, and I thought "oh no, the
mom has returned and I am totally naked!"  A few minutes later the parlor
doors opened and I froze.  I was totally naked and couldn't move.
Dr. Brown said hello and come on in to someone.  I did manage to move my
head to see another older man enter the room.  He left the parlor doors
open, and walked up to Dr. Brown and shook his hand.  He patted Dr. Brown
on the shoulder and then took in the sight before him.  At this time, I was
about 5-5, intending to wrestle 105 so probably weighed about 112 and had
very white/blonde hair from swimming at the neighborhood pool all
summer. While I had some pubic hair, I barely had any hair under my armpits
and was a bit behind in my maturation.  The other gentleman was probably
5-11, about 220 and I would guess about 50-55 years old.  He made no
apologies about staring right at my naked body and said "hello,"

       My voice cracked as I said hello.  Dr. Brown introduced us, where
upon I found out the new person was Mr. Wallace the owner of a local store
in town.  Mr. Wallace extended his hand to shake mine, and since I was a
polite boy, shook hands.  Mr. Wallace managed to use the time to really
give my genitals a good ogle and I could see a bit of a smirk on his face.
Dr. Brown told Mr. Wallace that I had a rush job for a physical exam so
that I could be on the wrestling team.  After a couple more exchanges,
Dr. Brown restarted my exam by fondling my balls. Since the room was a bit
cool, he placed his hands on my balls to get them a bit looser.  Once they
cooperated by distending a bit, he then proceeded with the exam.

       Mr. Wallace Inquired "I have always wondered why you do such an
exam.  What are you feeling for there?"

       Dr. Brown said he was checking for many things, epididymitis,
testicular cancer, etc. etc.  Mr. Wallace asked how he could tell, so
Dr. Brown started explain what he was feeling for, and using my balls as
the visual aid. Mr. Wallace asked if he could feel so he could test on
himself, and Dr. Brown looked at me.  Since I was trying to be "adult" I
said okay.

       At this point, Mr. Wallace switched places with Dr. Brown, and
proceeded to fondle my balls as well.  I made the mistake of looking down
and seeing his large, hairy hand reach out and cup my balls.  I then saw
his manicured thumb as he slid down to rub may ball between his thumb and
fingers.  Dr. Brown was describing what to look for as Mr. Wallace
performed his exam.  When Mr. Wallace felt something on my balls, he asked
Dr. Brown what it was.  They switched again, and DR. Brown said that I was
okay, that what Mr. Wallace had felt was my epididymis and was normal to
have it there.  They switched places a few more times as Mr. Wallace
completed his exam on my balls.

       About this time, I was getting a bit hard, not full blown hard on,
but definitely pointing toward the wall and not the floor.  Both men
mentioned this and gave a chuckle about being "young."  I just stood there
and tried to be nonchalant.  Dr. Brown continued with the exam and
explained to Mr. Wallace what he was doing as he went.  He had me turn
around, spread my legs and bend over at the waist to touch my toes.  I was
rather limber at the time, so I was able to do so without much trouble.
Both Mr. Wallace and Dr. Brown looked at my butt and Dr. Brown even asked
me to spread my butt cheeks so he could get a better look.  He joked that
it was the only time I could "moon the doctor."

       I reached back but didn't spread myself to his satisfaction, so he
reached out and helped.  Both of these men then had a perfect angle to look
at my rosebud.  I was very embarrassed and tried to mentally hurry this
along, but to no avail.  Dr. Brown told me to put my hands on my knees to
stabilize myself, and then asked Mr Wallace to keep my butt cheeks spread.
He [a bit too] eagerly did so using both hands and all his fingers in my
butt crack.  He had to get next to me, but facing the opposite direction,
which again afforded him a birds-eye view of my rosebud.

       Dr. Brown then lubed up a glove and proceeded to perform a prostate
exam.  I had never had one of these before and was not expecting the
procedure.  Dr. Brown rubbed around my rosebud and proceeded to enter my
anus with his finger.  If Mr. Wallace hadn't commented on the old "digital
rectal exam" I would have straightened up at the invasion.  However, I was
again trying to be "adult" so tolerated the finger entering my body.
Dr. Brown then explained that he was doing a prostate exam, that since I
was entering puberty, I would be getting these from now on, and that this
was another cancer screening.

       Mr. Wallace, as he watched the finger entering my anus, said he
always hated that part of the exam.  This appeased my fear somewhat since
"all men" get this procedure.  Mr. Wallace asked what Dr. Brown was feeling
for, and was given an explanation.  Not satisfied, Mr. Wallace asked if he
could feel for himself.  Since I had already allowed the genital exam, he
said why not.

       We moved to the desk where I was instructed to bend over and lay my
upper body on the desk, which was almost exactly at my waist level.  I did
so, and Dr. Brown spread my legs a bit and instructed me to reach back and
spread my ass cheeks.  Again, I was fully open for these men to see right
into my rose bud.  Mr. Wallace commented about my lack of hair around my
anus and backside.  Dr. Brown then mentioned that my development hadn't
progressed that far, and mentioned that he should do a development stage
test later.  Mr. Wallace greased up a gloved hand and a bit too roughly
inserted it into my rectum.  When I jerked, he apologized, but then started
to spin his finger around as he had seen Dr. Brown do.  Dr. Brown then had
Mr. Wallace face his finger forward, and had him do a "come here" motion
with his finger.  When he did that, electrical current traversed my body!!
I felt I was going numb, ticklish and peeing myself all at the same time.
I had never felt such a set of feelings before and let out a moan before I
could catch myself.

       Again, the men chuckled at my predicament and Mr. Wallace stated, "I
guess I found his prostate!"  He gave me a few more finger massages before
he withdrew his finger.  As he took off his glove, he gave a nice ogle to
my butt and rosebud.  I just lay there on the desk not knowing what to do.
Dr. Brown gave Mr. Wallace some tissue and told him to clean me up.  He
then proceeded to wipe my butt, although he was much gentler than when he
inserted his finger in me.

       Dr. Brown told me to go ahead and stand up.  I didn't realize that I
had a full-blown erection until we all three looked at it.  Again, chuckles
from the older men before Dr. Brown said that my reaction was normal.
Mr. Wallace noted some fluid on the tip of my shaft.  He used that excuse
to reach out and fondle my erect cock while he wiped away the precum.  He
mentioned I had a nice cock while he was massaging it to push out any more
fluid while he wiped it away.  I was totally embarrassed at being the only
naked person in the room, having an erection AND having an older man
fondling me, but I was trying to act like I too was an adult and that I was
man enough to go with the flow.

       Dr. Brown then proceeded to measure my erection, noting the angle
and girth.  Also noted was the amount of pubic hair, size of my balls, etc.
He wrote these down on a separate form, then took out a polaroid to
photograph me.  Again, not wanting to say anything, I let him take pictures
of my naked body.  Mr. Wallace asked if he could have one of my and my
naked hard on, so Dr. Brown obliged. I stood there, still naked, while
Dr. Brown completed his paperwork, gluing down the photos and creating a
folder for me.  He then filled out the forms as Mr. Wallace took the
opportunity to chat with me and look at my naked body.  Mr. Wallace would
mostly look me in the eye, but I could see him looking down at my cock and
balls, and even my feet were ogled.

       About this time, the front doorbell rang and Dr. Brown exited to
answer it.  Not knowing what to do, I just stood there talking with
Mr. Wallace.  He asked me many questions about my life, what I did for fun,
etc.  Much of our conversation was what an adult would ask a boy, but some
if it was more intimate and personal.  However, I was still in shock of
having an adult man talk to me after he had just inserted his finger up my
butt.  Only for a quick second did I think to get dressed, but decided I
had better stay nude until given permission to dress by Dr. Brown.

       Dr. Brown then re-entered the study with another friend, a
Mr. McKnight.  I knew Mr. Mcknight because he was the father of a girl in
my class and owned the local McDonald's, there was only one in my town at
the time.  He came in, startled a bit when he saw me totally naked and
talking with Mr. Wallace.  He steadied himself and made a joke that I
didn't understand but had the other men laughing.  Mr. McKnight gave me a
once/twice over then as he was about to introduce himself realize he knew
me.  He gave a questioning look at Dr. Brown who explained that we were in
the "middle....

       Middle?!

       ...Of a rushed physical exam, so that I could join the wrestling
team.  Satisfied as to why I was totally naked, he sat down to watch the
rest of the exam.  I was told that the next few tests were required by the
state.  I had to do a resting heart rate, exercise rate and some test to
determine how quickly my HR returned to normal.  I was told to close my
eyes, take a deep breath and relax.  I then had my resting heart rate
taken.  I then had to do jumping jacks for 5 min while the men watched.  I
was fully aware that everything I had was bouncing up and down as I kicked
out my legs then brought them back together.  All of the men, except for
Dr. Brown who was mostly watching the stop watch, seemed to really enjoy
the show.  I was only a couple feet away from them, so there really wasn't
much I could do to hide anything from their inquiring eyes.  After the time
period, I stopped and Dr. Brown then took my pulse.  I then had to stand
there so that he could take my pulse every couple of minutes until I
reached baseline again.

       The worst part of this was that Mr. McKnight took the opportunity to
discuss my life and ask me more questions.  Since he actually knew me, he
was able to ask more specific questions.  These weren't inappropriate
questions, but I am a shy person, so didn't want to discuss my life. Also,
I was totally naked and felt rather vulnerable, despite being an "adult."

       About this time, Mr. Wallace describe how he had given me a
testicular exam, complete with several details of my anatomy.  This piqued
Mr. McKnight's interest and he gave me a curious face, but didn't ask to do
an exam himself.  Mr. Wallace did show him the picture of me with my hard
on, and again, I got an excited, bug-eyed face from Mr. McKnight, but he
didn't ask for a picture for himself.  He did ask why I was so excited.
Was I excited to be naked in front of the doctor (no mention of other men
in the room) or was it something else.  I was turning many shades of red,
when Dr. Brown mentioned the prostate exam.  Mr. McKnight gave a knowing
nod and gave me a Cheshire cat grin.

       FINALLY, Dr. Brown told me to get dressed, signed my physical form
and said I was in good shape.  He wanted me to return in a year to follow
up on the maturation table test he did and wished me well on my season.  I
got on my bike and rode home with a lot of new emotions that I had to
metabolize.  The ride home did me good as I was in a bigger hurry to get
home that I realized.  I was totally winded when pulled up to my house.

       That's it for the story, although I did have a different
relationship with these men following the exam.  It was weird to go to
Mr. McKnight's house and see him. He wanted to chat with me, but I was shy,
and embarrassed that he knew ALL about my young adult life, so tried to
avoid him.  It wasn't easy and I wound up talking with him quite a bit.  I
did finish the developmental study with Dr. Brown, but they were at his
office.  I was again nude for the majority of the visit, but I was getting
used to that and it was only the two of us so that wasn't memorable.  There
was an incident with Mr. Wallace that I may share at a later date, if you
are interested.