by Nickolai

“Chad Johnson?”

Chad looked up over to the doctor, and then turned to Eva. “I guess they’re ready for me now.” He gave her a wink. “Wish me luck!” he said lightheartedly.

What a fox! Chad was practically boned up the whole time they talked, and he was glad for the partition that shielded her view. He knew he was making a good impression by the way she smiled and giggled the whole while. He would definitely have to get her phone number on the way out.

Still stimulated by the encounter, Chad sauntered somewhat awkwardly to the doctor, who was looking down at a clipboard.

“I see your school is requiring a very thorough examination this year.”

The doctor directed the boy to a door across the hall and opened it.

“Why don’t you go ahead and get undressed. I’ll be with you in a few minutes.”

Dr. Stone returned to his office doorway and addressed the boy’s father. “Mr. Johnson, if you’d like to follow me, please.”

He led Albert past the examination room to the next door down the hall.

“I thought you might enjoy relaxing in our observation lounge while I conduct the exam.”

As his eyes adjusted to the dim light, Albert saw that he was entering a rather luxuriously appointed theater-like space, arranged in a series of ascending platforms. The doctor ushered him to the first level at the front of the room, which was dominated by a large curved sofa covered in soft, dark leather. It faced a curtained wall.

“Go ahead, make yourself at home,” said the doctor.

When Albert got settled, the doctor pressed a button, and the curtain in front of him slowly parted to reveal an eight-foot wide, floor-to-ceiling window. On the other side of the glass, directly facing them, stood Chad. He was shirtless, and flexing his arms and legs, evidently practicing bodybuilder poses.

“Don’t worry,” said the doctor, “he can’t see you. It’s a one-way mirror.”

While Chad continued to pose, the doctor pointed out some of the room’s other amenities.

“If you’d like to get out of those clothes and make yourself more comfortable, there are bathrobes and towels in the wardrobe up over there. Help yourself to the min-bar. There are ice cubes in the refrigerator, and cigars in the humidor on the table over here.

“Feel free to smoke.”

“This is fantastic!” said Albert.

“Nothing but the best for our clients.”

* * *

An hour later, Chad sat naked on the examination table, feeling shaken and violated. He hoped he would never have to go through another “thorough” physical for the rest of his life.

It seemed like he got off on the wrong foot right from the start. When the doctor came in, he said, “It looks like the first thing we need to check is your hearing.” Chad shrugged. “I told you to get undressed! Get that underwear off and stand over here!”

Normally, Chad’s response when someone approached him with that kind of attitude would be, “Fuck you!” but something about the way the doctor said it and his stern expression told him he wasn’t messing around. He quickly shucked off his boxers and stood in front of the big mirror like the doctor ordered.

“Since you’re a first time patient, we’ll need to take some reference photos,” the doctor explained.

Chad wasn’t shy about his body. He knew he had nothing to be ashamed of. He was totally at ease strutting around the locker room, showing off his junk to his less well-endowed teammates. But the way the doctor was all over him with his camera, posing him this way and that like some kind of porn model, really creeped him out. He could barely get a semi when the doctor made him jack his cock and produce a hard on. “I’ve never known a boy your age who couldn’t manage to get it up,” the doctor sneered. He lubed up Chad’s dick and started stroking him. Only by closing his eyes and thinking of the nurse in reception was Chad able to get a decent boner. It wouldn’t stay up, though. The doctor finally tied a piece of rubber tubing tightly around the base of his dick to keep him hard through the rest of the exam.

It got worse and worse. He had to stand perfectly still with his legs spread and his hands clasped behind his head most of the time, while the doctor squeezed and poked and prodded. It seemed like he measured every inch of his body, using a tape measure and a large, curved, scissors-like thing, taking notes all the while and then stopping every few minutes to punch numbers into his laptop. From his head to his toes, Chad had never been examined this thoroughly before.

The doctor was all over his junk, squeezing and carefully measuring his cock and each ball individually. “Little boys squirm less than you when they get their temperatures taken,” the doctor cracked. Well I’m sorry, Chad thought, I’ve never had a thermometer jammed into my dick before! The doctor kept pushing it further and further down his stiff pole, until tears started streaming out of Chad’s eyes. Then he taped it to hold it there. The thermometer was attached to a wire that was hooked up to some kind of monitor. The doctor taped additional wires to his chest, and then timed him as Chad ran in place and did jumping jacks for five minutes straight, with his balls flopping and his hard, wired up dick waving around.

The ball test was just as bad. The doctor strapped a Velcro sleeve around his sack attached to a spring with a meter on it. Chad was supposed to stand his ground while the doctor pulled on his nuts. The first time, when it started to hurt a bit, Chad just stepped ahead. The doctor looked at the meter. “Terrible!” he said. The second time he held out a little longer. “You can do better than that!” the doctor declared. The third time, Chad gritted his teeth and held on until it felt like the doctor was about to pull his nuts right off. Finally, with a loud grunt that was almost a scream, he gave in. “Much better,” said the doctor, satisfied at last.

The butt exam would probably give him nightmares. Chad had never even had a finger stuck up there before, but that was only the beginning. He had to bend over with his hands on his knees while the doctor reamed him, first with his fingers and then with something so huge it had Chad crying out loud and begging the doctor to stop. “Come on, you’re a big guy, you can take it,” the doctor said. “We’re almost finished here.” Taking the doctor at his word that, if he cooperated, his torment would soon end, Chad took all of it, sobbing quietly. It felt like a telephone pole was shoved up his shitter. Then it began vibrating. At the lower settings the gentle humming actually felt kind of good, but the doctor kept amping up the vibrations higher and higher until by the end Chad’s whole body was shaking uncontrollably. He was about ready to bust a nut, and practically collapse onto to the floor, when the doctor abruptly shut the thing off and pulled it out of his ass.

Chad shivered at the recent memory. His butt was still throbbing.

He heard a couple of light taps on the door. It opened, and Nurse Eva entered.

Maybe this wouldn’t be the worst day of his life, after all…

* * *

Dr. Stone entered the observation lounge to find Albert sprawled out on the leather sofa, smoking a cigar. He had followed the doctor’s suggestion to get comfortable and had traded his clothing for a fluffy white bathrobe. It was open and the doctor could see the man’s wilting penis. A crumpled towel lay on the floor beside him.

“Well, Mr. Johnson, I hope you enjoyed the show.”

Albert sighed happily.

“That...was...incredible! The way his eyes bugged out when you rammed that big dildo up his hot ass...I can’t tell you how many times I’ve whacked off to a fantasy like that. It’s like a dream come true...”

“I found that Chad has a strong, very active anal response, which should serve him admirably in the future, assuming everything goes well.”

Albert took another puff off the Cohiba. Exhaling a white cloud, he shook his head with wonder over the scenes he had just witnessed. With a touch of pride, he remarked, “I know I’m probably biased, but that kid sure has one hell of a nice dick on him, doesn’t he?”

The doctor murmured affirmatively.

“And his balls are huge! No wonder he manages to show off such a big bulge no matter what he wears. You should see him in his football uniform!”

“I imagine he’s quite an impressive sight.”

“You’ve got that right!” Albert took a sip from his tumbler of scotch. It was his second glassful, but his intoxication wasn’t coming primarily from the alcohol. A peaceful feeling like he hadn’t felt in years washed over him. Bringing Chad to Dr. Stone’s clinic was one of the best decisions of his life.

He could hardly wait for Chad’s therapy to get underway, so he could finally get his hands on that big cock himself.

“You know, as stiff as he got, I was kind of surprised he didn’t come.”

“He was very, very close. I spared him that indignity so we can more accurately gauge his performance on this next test.”

* * *

“Hello Chad,” Eva said musically. “How’s my big, strong, football player holding up in here?”

“Uh, OK, I guess,” Chad replied meekly. After getting worked over by the doctor, he felt much less cocky than he did at their first meeting, and now sitting naked and exposed made him feel strangely vulnerable. He quickly folded his hands over his crotch. Still, when the buxom babe approached, wearing high heels and a skirt so short he could see nearly the entire length of her shapely legs, his spirits brightened considerably.

“I know these exams can get kind of rough sometimes,” Eva said sympathetically.

Chad noticed that another button at the top of her blouse was opened, showing off even more of that cleavage.

Eva held a plastic cup in her well-manicured fingers. “While the doctor is going over your results, he asked me to come in and...”

The cup slipped out of her fingers and clattered to the floor.

“Oopsy-poopsy!”

Chad sat transfixed as the nurse bent over in front of him to retrieve the cup. Her short white skirt inched up higher...and higher...and Holy Christ! She wasn’t wearing any panties!!

He had to hold both arms between his legs to hide his reaction.

Cup in hand, the nurse straightened up and giggled. “I’m such a klutz sometimes.”

She held the cup in front of Chad. “As I was saying, the doctor asked me come in and see about collecting a sample.”

Chad’s face reddened. “Ah-ah I d-don’t think I can p-pee right now,” he stammered.

Eva giggled. “That’s not the kind of sample I mean.”

Chad gulped.

She tugged at his arm. “Come on now, don’t be shy.”

Chad felt like a glob of dough ready to be kneaded. Surrendering completely, he leaned back on his hands and spread his legs to give her full access.

“My, my, you ARE a big boy.”

Smiling coyly, Eva drew her red fingernail lightly up the length of his shaft. When she reached the sensitive spot under the tip, Chad just lost it. The first squirt hit him under the chin. The rest of his load spilled out over his chest in six long, strong, spurts.

“You naughty boy!” Eva chastised. “I wasn’t ready for that yet.”

She scraped the edge of the cup along his smooth skin, scooping up as much as she could.

“This will have to do.”

Chad was still panting as Eva left the room with the cup of his captured jizz.

He felt drained emotionally, as well as literally. He stretched out on the examination table, closed his eyes, and promptly fell asleep.