I’m a grad student at a small university. One good thing about being a university student is the cheap health care that comes with it, and I take advantage whenever I need to. Anyway, to help flesh everything out, I’m a short-ish guy, 5’7″ and about 130 pounds, so more on the slender side.
This might be a bit disgusting, but one morning, sitting on the toilet, wiping, I noticed a red spot on the toilet paper, so as soon as I could, I made an appointment at the university health clinic for the same day. After arriving and waiting in line, I was led to a small room way down the hall where a chubby nurse took my vitals and entered my symptoms into the computer.
“Okay, you’ll be seeing Norah.”
“Uh, what happened to Dr. Parker? Isn’t he my primary doctor?”
“Dr. Parker retired. Norah’s one of our PAs who’s taking over his patient list until we get a replacement. She’ll be with you in a moment.” And with that, the chubby nurse left me alone in the cubicle-sized room. Soon, a slender woman a couple of inches taller than me, wearing a summer dress beneath a white doctor’s coat, entered the room.
“Hi, I’m Norah. I’ll be checking you out today.” She wasn’t that bad looking, reddish hair, slender figure, great legs, but her coat covered her front. Still, she was pretty. She sat by the computer, reviewing the symptoms.
She looked me up and down, maybe a little longer than usual, I thought, then she said “So there’s some rectal bleeding?”
“I didn’t know if it was a sign of something serious or not. So I figured...”
“Right, it could be something harmless, but it’s better to get it checked early in case it is a polyp, which could be a sign of colon cancer. You know what? Before we start, let me get someone in here to help out.”
“Oh, I think I know what you mean, liability issues?”
“Something like that,” she said, and left the room, then came back with a much younger woman. “This is Jessica, one of our student interns,” I glanced at Jessica, who gave me a quick smile. She definitively looked like a typical undergrad girl in her early twenties, brunette hair in a ponytail, perky breasts poking through her t-shirt, and a tight ass hugged by her Capri-style sweatpants.
Norah said “Shoes off and hop on the table, and lie on your back, please. Jessica, get his shorts and underwear off, so we can see what’s going on.”
I took my shoes off and got on the table, and Jessica helped me slip my shorts off, then she pulled off my underwear, leaving me exposed in only my t-shirt and socks. I felt really vulnerable since my dick was now out in the open for all to see. I could feel it stir, so I locked my hands together on my chest and stared at the ceiling as I heard a rummaging going on.
“Okay, here we go,” said Norah as spread my legs and guided my feet onto the metal stirrups and lashed them there, leaving me immobilized with my knees bent and my rear exposed.
“Okay, just relax,” Norah said authoritatively. She put on latex gloves and put some gel on her finger. I felt Norah's slippery, icy finger slowly probing and then pushing into my hole.
“Oh, that’s cold!” Suddenly, I could feel my dick tingle, so I kept thinking of that chubby nurse to keep my little pal in check.
“Okay, it seems you just got a small hemorrhoid, but let me keep checking to be sure.”
She pushed a little further until I breathlessly whispered, “oooOOHHhhh!”
Now that wasn’t an exclamation of astonishment or surprise or pain. It was an exclamation of pleasure. I hoped they didn’t hear it, but I could feel the beginning of an erection, so I gritted my teeth and tried to think about anything else.