Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2018 15:35:42 +0000 From: Chris Johns Subject: You Were Warned Ch 1 This is another medical based story. I hope you enjoy it as much as you apparently did, `Medical Experiences'. This base for stories obviously appeals to me, I realised when adding this one to my story index. `The Medical Scene' and, `The Medical', make up the four so far. Lots of sex and cross-generational stuff, so leave this story if this format doesn't appeal to you. The story is complete in 13 chapters and 37,418 words. There are three very short chapters, but I will submit one chapter every couple of days. I also have pictures of most of my characters if you would like to see them. ************************* You Were Warned Chapter 1 I guess I had read every medical examination story ever posted on nifty and on sites devoted entirely to straight sex as well. Girls watching boys naked, boys taking part in medical exams of men, doctors fucking their patient, and of course I didn't believe any of it. I had the usual school medicals as I grew up, I listened carefully in sex education lessons and I thought girls were made for pleasuring. I found boys interesting to look at naked so in the changing rooms after sports and P.E. I always had a good look at my class mates, not lustfully or anything like that. If anyone confronted me with my voyeurism I never had a problem with it. I just replied to the accusation that I was a queer boy by telling them that I was checking them out to make sure my cock wouldn't embarrass me if we all got erections. I was so self-assured that no one ever made any more of it. I wasn't a big macho jock but being so self-assured meant that no one pushed me around. I guess it was my self-confidence that was my undoing and was responsible for me eventually finding out that I was in fact, gay. It all started when I was in the lower sixth, or year eleven as it was now called. I was sixteen years old. Successive politicians had fucked around with our education causing students and teachers alike to almost give up trying to learn. There was simply too much bureaucratic nonsense to deal with. The latest attempt to make the system work was to expand the authority of teachers and support staff, now encompassing corporal punishment again, about fifty years after it had been abolished. Also, there was much more use of humiliation in punishment regimes. The people who appeared to be taking advantage of that the most were medical staff in their role as teachers as well as examiners. My name was the first on the list alphabetically in the lower sixth so I was the first one to be called for my annual medical at the start of the year. We were usually pulled out of P.E. for the medicals so that we didn't disrupt academic classes, which meant being dressed minimally saving the doctor time while we undressed. The school doctor was called Johnathon Abel and was two things we didn't like very much. He was an ex-Army doctor, so, full of bullshit about obeying orders, and he was young and really buff. He thought we all ought to live in the gym or the library with weekends being spent playing soldiers in the combined cadet force that the school had. It all started quite innocuously for me. Start of a P.E. lesson clad in the regulation exercise uniform of jockstrap, athletic shorts, school T shirt and trainers. "Mr. Anthony, Doctor Abel's office." I trotted across the quad to the school medical centre which was quite extensive because it had been designed as part of a boarding school, but we weren't boarders. I was surprised to see several year eight students in the waiting room. Mark was one of them, (yeah, Mark Anthony, parents weren't terribly thoughtful when they named him). He was my kid brother, thirteen years old and a real pain in the arse this last year or so. He always wanted to hang out with me, particularly when I was half naked or wanted to go for a shower. "You aren't ogling me naked you little queer." I must have said that to him a hundred times. I'm sure he must have hated my guts at the time because I found out later that he was, but that comes later in this story. The receptionist told me to go straight in. The Doc looked as though he was ready for a dress parade in the army. White T shirt, so tight it looked as though it had been sprayed on. White trousers belted over his shirt, fitted by a master tailor I guessed because they clung to him in all the right places. They looked as though they were moulded to his shape. They were tight enough to show that he had a very adequate box. I thought he would probably put me to shame. When he turned round the trousers showed a perfect arse. My conclusion from a purely aesthetic point of view was that Dr. Abel was one very hot cookie. I bet that girls just swooned over him. Oh, and there wasn't a crease to be seen except the ones at the front and back of his trouser legs. Later, when I saw them close up I realised that the crafty sod had them sown in so that even after sitting and manoeuvring all day they would still look perfect. The whole was finished off with white doeskin shoes. I knew they were doeskin because I had learnt about them when I did a school project on naval uniforms for a school paper. He was stood beside his desk holding my medical records. Daren't sit down I suppose in case he got a crease in the wrong place in his trousers. "Good morning Mr. Anthony, you may sit down." That surprised me as he was standing. "You are aware of new rules governing staff conduct towards students." Not a question and he didn't give me chance to respond, but yes, I did. The headmaster had circularised it to all students during the summer break. My dad thought it was great. His comment pissed me off even though he was a great dad. "About time too. Your grandfather told me about his school days where the cane was used freely. It will do you good to feel it a few times if you get as stroppy with your teachers as you do ocassionally in this house." Anyway, Abel continued. "You are my first student under this new ruling so I am going to combine a medical with a sex education lesson for some year eight students. I want to make it very clear from the start that I will be using some of them to help with your medical and I will expect full co-operation from you at all times. I promise it will be embarrassing at times, but it is likely to be worse for follow up students because I will bring girls in as well. If you annoy me I shall not only punish you but I will reschedule you for another medical with girls present, maybe just girls. Is that understood?" Very hesitantly I answered, "Yes Sir," wondering how far he was going to take this. My last medical I had to drop my pants while the old doctor had a look at my genitals. He had felt my balls to check for any unusual growth, asked if I was having regular bowel and bladder action, and if I had normal erections and orgasms from masturbating. I got a little red faced answering the questions, but I was only naked for a minute. "Good, in that case we'll proceed." He walked behind his desk and talked to his receptionist. "Send Nurse Packman in with the students." A female nurse came in then with the five classmates of Mark. He lined the students up against a wall with a clear view of the whole of the examining room. The only private area was screened off for patients to undress. "I see one of the students has the same last name as you Mr. Anthony. Any relation?" "Yes Sir, he's my brother." The Doc beamed. "Very good, I will make sure that he receives special attention so that you can discuss this next hour with him." I thought, `one hour for a medical, Christ, what is he going to do that takes up an hour?' "Now, behind the screen and disrobe for me. You can retain your jockstrap for now." Big deal, I thought. The only thing that hid was my cock and balls. My arse would be on display for all of those little perverts when I was facing away from them. No choice though so I did as I was told and came back to see the doc pointing to a place about six feet in front of the boys. "Stand there and face me." I blushed because I heard a little titter from one of the boys and the comment, `nice arse.' Doc heard it and smiled. "Turn round James." I did and all six of them were staring at my groin. The jock didn't hide much so they could see I was decently equipped. "I agree boys, now turn round again, James. Stand with your legs about two feet apart and your hands gripped behind your head. Gather round boys and listen." He took about ten minutes then describing the structure of a mature male, stating that he thought I was one. Nice compliment. "Without having to cut him open to see what he looks like inside there are things that I can do to get me a similar result." Ears, eyes, nose and throat were checked with adequate descriptions. "Now we are going to take all the measurements that we will need to monitor his development over the next two years. In the case of younger boys we will have longer to assess that development of course." Looking at the list of names of the boys he started using them. "Alex, would you like to remove James's jockstrap?" Of course he would, another little pervert, I thought, like my brother. I blushed the colour of a post box and wanted to protest, but about what? I knew that it would come off sometime, this just appeared to be a little early. All of them then moved round the front to have a look at my cock. Despite the fact that I was embarrassed, I suppose because I was sweating in my jockstrap, my cock hung free looking very good. I was circumcised and it hung about four or five inches, curling over my ball sac which, looking down, I thought was quite good. The boys all gaped and Mark made the comment that made me want to smack him. "He looks half hard, we must be exciting him." Then he sniggered. I saw the Doc smile and I wanted to smack him as well. "Have you not seen that before, Mark?" "No Sir, I think he may be embarrassed about its size." Double entendre, size, big or small. "I'm sure he's not. It looks most adequate to me. We can pass final judgement on it later when it is excited." `I thought, `Oh fuck, he's not going to get me a hard on is he?' Then I had a further thought, `No, of course not, why would I need to get hard.' The doc moved in and just lifted my cock making me gasp. He looked at me and frowned, so I said nothing. Again it was a case of what would I say. "You can see that James is cut so we will talk about that when we carry out the genital examination." Oh, oh, I thought, more trouble. "Now Mark, you can take over as doctor and carry out some measurements for me. Nurse will assist you." The nurse, who I had forgotten about, took hold of my upper arm and led me to the weight machine. "Stand up on that James and your brother can take your weight." It was one of those old fashioned things where you had a scale you had to slide a thing along to get the rocking arm to sit in the middle of its range. Nurse was stood back far enough to see the measurement but not Mark's hand doing the adjusting. He kept deliberately stroking my cock every time he moved in to make an adjustment. It was incredibly erotic. No one had ever touched my cock before. I protested when I realised I was getting a hard on. "Stop touching my cock, you little shit." Doc heard and instead of getting at Mark he turned on me. "That kind of language is unacceptable here, Mr. Anthony, I will render punishment for that at the end of this medical." I glared at Mark who just sniggered. Weight done and I was made to stand up against the height gauge on the wall. "Back to the wall, press your body against it and your head. Mark pull the marker down and read it off." Nurse was saying it as though she hadn't seen my hard cock sticking out in front of me. The boys though were all looking at it and gasping. "Gosh, hasn't he got a big one?" I was quite proud of my manhood but this was seriously embarrassing and it got worse. "Now that the subject has been raised we may as well discuss it. While it is still erect, Alex, take this tape and you can help Mark measure the length and circumference of James erection. Make sure it is properly erect before you take the measurements." Oh my God, was that ever a turn on. The little bastards stood so that doc couldn't see and Mark played with my cock while Alex played with my balls. I must have grown an extra inch before they moved to take the measurement, checked by the doctor who had a good feel as well. "Yes, that is totally erect I'm sure." He grinned at me before he moved back. I realised then that he was a bit of a pervert as well and I wondered if he was gay. "Gosh Sir, he's almost exactly 9 inches long by 6 inches round." "That sounds a little excessive Mark, let me check that." Now I started to sweat. The doc stroked me a few times as he re-measured. It felt amazing and I looked down to see that I was secreting pre-cum. He laughed as he spoke. "My hand must be more practised than yours Mark, I have got a little extra. He is just over 9 inches." All six of the little bastards applauded. I wanted to die. "We will talk about that later, but now we need some more measurements. Damien, take the tape and give me chest, waist and hip measurements. Chest natural and expanded. Make sure you get the largest hip measurement so you will need to run the tape up and down to make sure you have it." Clever, up and down with his hand at the front so that he could continue to stroke my cock. I almost snarled at him earning me another frown from the doc. "The final measurement that is very important is his temperature. For that we always take it anally because the mouth or under arm isn't accurate enough. Up on the table James." I didn't like the look of the table but I climbed on. "Now watch what I do here." He pointed out the join in the table and indicated me to shuffle down until my butt was just over the bottom half. Then he told me to put my legs in the stirrups. He strapped them down and told two of the boys to start winding them back. I could see instantly what was happening. The stirrups moved in such a way that my knees were kept at a constant height pulling my thighs back towards my shoulders and eventually making my arse rise. When the backwards movement stopped the doc told them to wind the stirrups out. The result of that was my anus being showcased almost. Doc stood at the end of the table with his arm over Mark's shoulder. "Can you see his anus quite clearly now, Mark?" "Yes, Sir. It looks very small." "Yes well that is because my guess is that your brother is an anal virgin. Is that correct, James?" I managed to splutter out a `yes', but I was so monumentally embarrassed I could hardly speak. "Boys, come and have a look while nurse gets me some gel and a thermometer." I watched as five other boys came and glared at my arse. To a man they got in close enough to touch me and keep me erect. "He doesn't have any hair there does he?" Doc moved in and stroked all-round my anus. "No, you're correct and it is naturally denuded, he doesn't shave it. Lucky young man. Most of you will have some hair there by the time you are sixteen, and may actually have some now." More embarrassment for me. "Now Mark, put a little gel on your index finger and just push it gently into your brother." I broke then. "You can't let a boy put his finger in my arse, that's not right." Doc was furious. He stomped off to his desk and came back with a paddle. I knew what it was I had seen them but not in use. It was like a small cricket bat. "Take this Alex and give James six strokes across his bottom." I watched Alex eyes as he took the paddle and moved into position. He looked at me and shocked me. I could see that he didn't want to. The six were quite gentle. All they did was set up a tingle that brought me back to an erection. My eyes showed my thanks when I next caught his eyes. "I don't think I'll use you again Alex that was much too gentle. Be warned James. Next time I will make sure they are harder." "Now, Mark, gel inside your brother and then hold one cheek open so that you can slide the thermometer in about two thirds of the way. Hold it in place for about three minutes." I saw the glee on Mark's face as he slid a finger into my arse. I thought I might kill him when we got home. The thermometer followed and then he wriggled that around inside me and used his free hand to hold my balls back gently fondling them. The others were all looking on, including doc and the female nurse. I, of course, was blushing over my whole body. I was secreting pre-cum now in an almost continuous stream. The nurse was actually quite old so it wasn't as bad as it might have been. "Why is his penis leaking, Sir?" "James is obviously being stimulated by all of this action and the liquid is precum which is the prelude to him having an orgasm and ejecting the sperm that he would use to fertilise a female if he were having intercourse. It acts as a very effective lubricant for the female vagina, but is seldom enough for a gay man to have intercourse with his partner. For that you need the kind of gel Mark introduced into James to make the insertion of the thermometer painless." Thanks doc, I thought. I needed to know that, not. I must have been on the point of an orgasm when Mark removed the thermometer and left me alone. I almost cried for him to make me cum but managed to hold my tongue. That really would have been too embarrassing. ***********************************************************************