Jim's Group physical By Jim Johnson (nosex,hs,F+f/m+,Fdom,humil,exhib,voy)

   This story is a work of fiction, but it does draw on some of my own
real-life experiences growing up, as well as a healthy dose of fantasy. 
The story is about 4 high school boys who are called out of their physical
education class and forced to undergo a complete physical exam as a group.
The story is a first-person account told by one of the boys named Jim.  The
exams are conducted by the female school nurse and a female nurse
practitioner with assistance from one of the senior girls.  Since the boys
are examined by females in front of each other, there are CFNM and also
male-to-male voyeuristic aspects of the story.  There are also a number of
embarrassing situations that the boys must endure.  I've tried to be as
detailed as possible, so if you like a slow-moving, detailed exam story,
you may enjoy it.

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   I was completely out of breath when I finally reached the locker room. I
was worried that I would be late and be in big trouble again.  I certainly
didn't need that.  But this time, it really wasn't my fault.  My math
teacher kept me after class to help me to understand a problem.  I quickly
made my way to my locker, dialed the combination and began to change.  It
looked like I wouldn't be late this time since a lot of the other guys were
still changing for class.  I quickly slipped off my street clothes and
replaced them with my P.E.  uniform.

   I had to rush this time, but to be honest, I usually like to take my
time changing since it provides me with the opportunity to sneak a peek at
the other guys.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not gay or anything, I do like
girls.  It's just that I don't get the opportunity to see them naked very
often.  And I've been so incredibly horny since I turned 15 a couple of
months ago.  I guess I look at the other guys because they happen to be
right there next to me.  And I suppose that's better than nothing.  I've
also caught a few of the other guys looking at me.  That's OK, I don't mind
it.  I suppose it's only fair since I look at them.  And I do think I have
a fit body.  I'm not ashamed of it.

   When I do sneak a peak, I try not to look too long.  I don't want to get
so excited that I pop a boner.  That almost happened last year when I first
started high school.  I wasn't prepared for how different high school P.E.
is compared to middle school.  I already experienced changing in front of
the other guys into my gym shorts and T-shirt.  We did that back in middle
school and it was no big deal.  But in middle school we always kept our
underwear on and just swapped our long pants for gym shorts.  Here in high
school things are much more complicated.  Now, our teacher, Coach Adams
requires us to wear an athletic supporter during P.E.  instead of our
regular underwear.  He said we're at the age when we start developing into
young men so we need the extra support.  Whatever.  So now when we change
for gym, we have to first take off everything and then put on a jockstrap.

   Last year was my first year in high school, and the first time I had to
follow these new rules changing for P.E.  I remember being really nervous
the first time I had to remove my underwear.  After completely undressing,
I quickly pulled on my jockstrap for the first time, hoping to hide my
nudity.  The problem was that it held my cock and balls very snugly.  And
it felt good.  And I could feel the cool air on my bare ass.  And it felt
good.  And I felt the rear straps of the jock digging into my bare skin as
I moved.  And it felt good.  And then I made my fatal mistake.  I looked
over at the boy standing right next to me while he was changing.  I watched
as he bent over to pull his jockstrap up between his legs.  I watched as he
pulled up the rear straps to frame his bare ass and as he adjusted himself
in the front pouch.  Well, that was all it took.  I felt the mound within
my jockstrap pouch begin to grow.  I just couldn't help myself.  I quickly
pulled my gym shorts on, hoping to cover up before anyone could see the
beginning of my boner.  And I was lucky.  By the time I finished dressing
and ran into the gym for attendance that special feeling between my legs
had subsided.  But I learned my lesson.  From that point on, I always tried
to control myself and limit my recreational viewing.

   I quickly finished changing and ran into the gym for attendance.  I made
my way to my assigned position on the gym floor just in time to hear my
name called by my P.E.  teacher: "Jim Johnson?"

   "Here," I replied.  Yes, I made it.  No tardy penalty today.  It seemed
like this would be just another routine gym period.  We'd probably shoot
some baskets and run a few laps around the gym.  Then we'd have to shower
and get dressed.  Little did I know that those plans were about to
dramatically change.

   Just as Coach Adams was finishing attendance, we saw one of the senior
girls enter the gym.  As she walked in we all hollered and whistled at her.
After all this is the boy's gym and we don't normally see girls in here.

   "Quiet down gentlemen, that's enough of that," he said.

   Even though I was only in the 10th grade, I knew who she was, since I
had seen her before.  Her name was Stephanie.  I always thought she was
really cute, and I liked the way she smiled at me when I said "Hi" to her
in the hallway.  She walked right up to Coach Adams and handed him a note.
As he read it to himself, Stephanie surveyed the crowd of boys that was on
display before her.  She was smiling as she gave each of us a quick once
over, sometimes stopping momentarily at one of the boys to give him a more
thorough look.  We were all on display before her and she knew that we
couldn't do anything about it.

   "Alright, listen up," barked the coach.  "I need these four men up here
immediately." I liked the way he always referred to us as "men".  For some
reason that made me feel more grown up.

   He read the list aloud, pausing between each name: "Mark Collier, Kevin
Lucas, Jim Johnson and David Thomas."

   What?  Jim Johnson?  Why, that's me.  I watched as the three other boys
made their way to the front of the gym.  The boys that were near me were
all staring at me.

   "Get up there," someone said, "he called your name."

   As I walked toward the front of the gym to join the others I was trying
to figure out what I had done this time to be called out for special
attention.  I figured the four of us must be in some kind of trouble.  But
I had no idea just how memorable the next 45 minutes would be.

   "OK gentlemen," said the coach, "you four are to follow this young lady
to the nurse's office."

   "What for, coach?" asked Kevin.

   "Don't worry," responded the coach.  "None of you are in any trouble. 
It's only some routine business with the school nurse.  But it will take
the entire class period."

   "Well, should we get dressed first?" asked David.

   "No, there's no time for that," replied Coach Adams, "you need to go
right now." "I think it will be OK if you wear your gym clothes.  You'll
return here to change clothes when the nurse is done with you."

   As the coach was speaking, Stephanie approached him and quietly said
something to him, drawing his attention to a particular part of the note.
She was apparently very familiar with the written instructions.

   "Oh, I see, thank you for clarifying that," he said to her, "I didn't
notice that part." He now turned and addressed the four of us.  "Gentlemen,
I have been informed that not only are your gym clothes acceptable, it is
assumed that you will wear them.  That's why you're being called out of
P.E. instead of another class."

   With that, Stephanie led the way out of the gym, and the four of us
reluctantly followed a few steps behind her.  The nurse's office was one
floor up and on the other end of the building, so it took a minute or two
for us to make our way through the now-empty hallways.  Stephanie was
dressed in all white today, wearing clean white shorts and a white jacket.
She looked good as always.

   "What's this all about?" asked Kevin.

   Without slowing down she turned to answer.  "Oh, it's nothing to be
worried about, you'll see."

   "Well, why did they send you to get us, Stephanie?" I asked.

   "Well," she answered "I've been helping the nurse lately." "You see, I'm
planning on a career in nursing and the school nurse has allowed me to
assist her with a few things.  Just for the experience and to see if a
nursing career is really right for me." She looked at me and smiled as she
was answering.  I wondered to myself what kind of things she was referring
to.

   We made our way to the nurse's office and followed Stephanie as she went
in.  I've only been here once before, and that was last year when I had a
touch of the flu.  I remember the nurse was middle aged, maybe 45 or 50,
and a bit overweight.  But she was very nice to me.  She ended up calling
my mom to come and get me.  As we entered the nurse's office, we were in a
small room that is immediately off of the main hallway.  That's where the
nurse took care of me last year.  It has a desk, a couple of chairs and a
small bed where you can lie down.  But this time Stephanie led us right
through that room into a second room that was much larger.  A room that
I've never seen before.  But as I saw what was inside the second room, I
immediately became very apprehensive.  This little visit to the school
nurse was not looking good at all.

   The first thing we all saw was Nurse Fisher, the school nurse, dressed
in a white nurse's uniform.  She had a handful of manila folders in her
hand and she seemed to be shuffling papers in and out of them.  When she
saw us enter the room behind Stephanie, she immediately greeted us.

   "Come in gentlemen, please line up over there," she said, pointing to
the wall just to the right of the doorway.

   After leading us into the room, Stephanie took a position next to Nurse
Fisher.  As we took our place against the wall, Nurse Fisher continued to
shuffle her papers.  This was our chance to survey the room.  This was
obviously an exam room of some type, since it had all of the accessories
that you would expect to see in a real doctor's office.  But it was much
larger than any exam room I have ever seen.  There was not one, but two
full-size exam tables, a scale for measuring weight and height, two small
rolling stools and a counter-top that wrapped continuously around the other
three walls.  On the counter were the typical instruments that you would
expect a doctor to use such as stethoscopes, little rubber hammers and
those things that they use to look in your ear.  I also saw several boxes
that were labeled "latex exam gloves" on the side of the box and several
squeezable tubes next to them with a blue and white label.

   It was now quite obvious that we were here for some type of examination.
We just didn't have any idea what kind of examination it would be.  I was
trying to convince myself that it was just a simple screening of some sort.
Maybe it was another scoliosis screening.  I remember having that done a
couple of years ago.  If so, that wouldn't be too bad.  You only have to
remove your shirt for that.  Perhaps that's why Stephanie is still here.  A
scoliosis screening like that might be one of the "things" that she assists
with.  As she said, just for the experience.  But I was still puzzled by
what the coach said, that we were expected to wear our gym clothes.  A
simple scoliosis screening wouldn't require any special clothing.  No,
something else was about to happen and it probably wouldn't be good.

   "OK gentlemen," Nurse Fisher said.  "First of all I need to make sure we
have the right boys with us today." She then took her own form of
attendance.  "Please raise your hand as I call your name." She read through
the same list of our names and we obediently raised our hands in turn.  But
she wasn't reading from a list.  She was reading the names off of the
manila folders in her hand.  It looked like there was a separate folder
dedicated to each one of us.  Lucky us.  As she read our names, she also
asked us for our birth date and compared it to her records.

   As she was about to finish her roll call, another woman walked into the
room.  "Oh great, you made it," said Nurse Fisher, "I was beginning to
think that I would have to handle this first group all by myself."

   "So sorry," said the new woman, "there was a wreck on the highway just
before exit 7 and I had to take an unexpected detour."

   "No problem," replied Nurse Fisher, "I'm just glad that you made it."
The school nurse now addressed us.  "Gentlemen, this is Nurse Mitchell. 
She is a licensed nurse practitioner and she will be conducting your
examinations today."

   The new nurse looked at us and smiled.  "Hello gentlemen." She was much
younger than the school nurse, perhaps only 25 to 30.  And she looked very
fit in her white nurse's uniform.  It seemed to fit her in all the right
places.

   "I will be assisting Nurse Mitchell with your examinations," the school
nurse continued.  "And, some of you might know Stephanie," she said turning
toward Stephanie.  "She will also be assisting today by recording the
results in your files." Oh great, I thought to myself, we have a whole team
of females that will be conducting some kind of examination.  That was
definitely overkill for just a simple screening.

   The school nurse now addressed us directly.  "Now, gentlemen, today you
will participate in a new county-wide health initiative that is designed to
identify potential health problems.  This is the first year of this
program, and all 10th grade boys in the county will participate.  In fact,
you four boys are the first group in our school to participate in the
program.  Your parents have been provided with the details of this new
program and I have signed permission slips from all of them giving their
approval." For just a moment I looked away from Nurse Fisher and saw
Stephanie with a big grin on her face.  And it seemed to be getting wider.

   Nurse Fisher continued to explain what was about to happen.  "Today, as
part of this program, each of you will receive a routine health assessment,
otherwise known as a physical examination." Just great, I thought to
myself. How dare my parents give their approval for something like this! 
I'd rather be back in the gym shooting baskets right now.  Nurse Fisher now
continued.  "Since your parents have registered you for this program, your
initial examination today is mandatory.  I know you boys weren't expecting
this today, but if we all cooperate we can speed this along and get you out
of here by the end of this class period."

   After a short pause, Nurse Fisher piled on the bad news.  "Your
examination today will be routine, but also fairly complete.  And even
though you are only wearing your gym clothes, you will be required to
undress further." The silence in the room was deafening upon receipt of
that little bit of information.

   "OK, any questions?" Nurse Fisher asked.  We all just looked at each
other in utter shock.  Our only question was how did we get into this mess,
but I'm sure she wasn't going to answer that one.  "Good," she said, "then
to get started, I need all of you to remove your shoes, socks, T-shirt and
gym shorts.  You can leave your underwear on, for now." Our shock now
turned to horror as we were being ordered to undress in front of them.

   "But Nurse Fisher," Kevin chimed in, "we just came from P.E.  class, so
we're not wearing, um, regular underwear.  We're all wearing a..."

   Nurse Fisher now interrupted Kevin.  "Oh yes, that's right.  I'm aware
that all of you boys are required to wear an athletic supporter in P.E. 
That will be fine.  Please leave your supporter on, but everything else
must be removed now." I looked at Stephanie and saw that she had a wide
grin on her face.

   There are moments in your life when time seems to stand still.  And the
blood rushes out of your head until you feel like you're going to pass out
because you feel your own heart beating.  And you finally know what a deer
feels like looking into the headlights of an oncoming car.  That's the way
I felt at that exact moment.  I didn't plan on any of this and I didn't
want to go through with this.J I wanted to run out the door and hide
somewhere.  But I knew that I couldn't hide.  They would eventually find
me.

   "Go ahead boys, get undressed now, we need to get started," ordered
Nurse Mitchell.

   As we all began to undress, the females in the room took turns washing
their hands at the sink.  I was down to my gym shorts when I turned to look
at Kevin who was next to me.  He had just finished stepping out of his
shorts and was standing there wearing only his jockstrap.  Next to him was
Mark who, like me, still had his gym shorts on.  In unison we both pulled
down our shorts and stepped out of them, leaving us with only our
jockstraps as cover.  On my right side was David who likewise was now
almost nude like the rest of us.  There was a long bench against the wall
behind us and I turned around to place my shorts on the pile with my other
clothes.  As I did so, it struck me for the first time that with my back
turned toward the room my bare ass was now on display, being nicely framed
by the rear straps of my jock.  I quickly turned around and saw Stephanie
facing our direction, and her eyes were not at eye-level.  It seemed that
she had been enjoying the view of our backsides.  I wasn't sure which was
worse, having her see my bare ass, or the front of my jockstrap.  I decided
that this whole situation was very, very wrong.

   Now that we were undressed, we all faced the females in the room.  Mark
and Kevin held their hands in front of themselves to try and maintain some
sense of modesty.  David and I stood with our arms at our sides.  Stephanie
handed Nurse Mitchell the first folder and the second to the school nurse.
She kept the other two folders herself.

   "I'll start with Mark Collier," said Nurse Mitchell, "can you please
come up here son?" Mark walked toward the examination table that was next
to the nurse.  As he walked, his bare ass was on display to the three of us
that were still waiting against the wall.  I thought to myself how
embarrassing this must be for him.  It was bad enough standing there in
just my jockstrap, but it was much worse when you had to walk around the
room like that.  But then I realized that I would soon be in the same
situation.

   "Go ahead and have a seat up here on the table," she said while patting
the top of the exam table.

   "And I need Kevin Lucas over here please," said the school nurse.  She
then issued some additional orders to the entire group.  "Boys, when it's
not your turn, I need you to stand and wait patiently against the wall.  We
will run all of you through just part of the exam before we move on to the
next part, so I don't think you'll have to wait very long."

   Kevin walked toward the school nurse, as did Stephanie.  It looked like
she was going to assist the school nurse with her part of the exam.  David
and I had to wait our turns, but we did get to watch the show.  This meant
that we had more time to be nervous about our own exams.

   I watched as Nurse Mitchell began Mark's exam.  She looked in his eyes
and ears, looked up his nose and checked his throat.  She was also feeling
around his neck, and basically limiting her exam to everything from the
neck up.  As she proceeded with her exam, she made notes in Mark's folder.
At the same time, Kevin was standing on the scale and the school nurse,
with Stephanie's assistance, was recording his height and weight.  When
they finished with his height and weight, they used a cloth measuring tape
to record measurements from other parts of his body.  I personally have
never been measured like that and I wasn't looking forward to my turn,
especially considering the small amount of clothing that I was wearing.

   Like clockwork, both nurses seemed to finish with their part of the exam
at about the same time.  "OK Mark, you can go wait over there," said Nurse
Mitchell pointing toward the wall.  Mark stepped down from the table and
came back to stand next to me.  That was Stephanie's cue to pass the next
set of folders to the two nurses.

   Nurse Mitchell looked at the name on the folder and announced her next
patient's name.  "OK, Kevin Lucas, you can hop up here." Kevin moved from
the weighing station to Nurse Mitchell's exam table where he began to
receive the same examination of his ears, eyes, nose and throat.

   Nurse Fisher and Stephanie were left without a patient so I had a pretty
good idea what was about to happen next.  "Jim Johnson, it's your turn over
here please," said Nurse Fisher.  I walked over to the scale and got on as
directed.  The nurse was next to me adjusting the weights on the scale and
Stephanie was directly behind me.  I could almost feel the heat from her
eyes as she was surveying my bare backside.  I was then instructed to turn
around so they could record my height.  That meant I was now directly
facing Stephanie, who still seemed to have that same grin on her face. 
"Please stand up straight and put your hands at your sides" said Nurse
Fisher.  Now I couldn't even use my hands to cover myself.

   I was instructed to step off the scale so they could begin the rest of
my measurement.  After watching how they measured Kevin I knew that they
started at the top of your head and worked their way down.  Sure enough,
that's what they did with me.  They started by measuring my head and neck.
Then they had me hold my arms out while they measured my biceps and my
chest.  For that, the nurse got very close to me while she ran the two ends
of the tape around my back so they met at my chest.  As each measurement
was taken, she said it out loud so Stephanie could record it in my chart.
She then moved down to measure my waist and my hips.  In each case, she
held the tape so that the two ends met near the center of my body.  That
position caused her to hold the tape right against the front of my
jockstrap.  I immediately felt the contact from the backs of her fingers,
startling me because I wasn't expecting it.

   She finished by crouching down in front of me and measuring the inside
of my legs.  "Please move your legs further apart for me," she requested.
As she measured my inseam, I once again felt contact with her fingers, this
time pressing on the bottom of the pouch holding my balls.  I looked
straight ahead, which is where Stephanie just happened to be.

   Just as Nurse Fisher was finishing with me, I heard Nurse Mitchell tell
Kevin that she was done with him.  He now walked back to the wall to wait.
Now it was my turn with Nurse Mitchell and I walked over and had a seat on
her exam table.  David, the fourth member of our little group, was now
called up for weighing and measuring with the school nurse.

   Nurse Mitchell performed the same type of exam on me as she did with the
previous boys, checking everything from the neck up.  As she looked in my
eyes she was very close to me, close enough for me to catch her scent.  She
smelled clean and a little sweet, as if she had just bathed and put on some
cologne.  She was very pleasant.  She quickly finished with me and sent me
back to the wall to stand next to Mark and Kevin.

   It was now Mark's turn to be measured while David moved to Nurse
Mitchell's station.  As David walked over to the exam table, I noticed a
slight mound in the front of his jockstrap.  I've seen David before in the
locker room, and I've never noticed a mound like that.  He was obviously a
little bit aroused by all of this and it showed.  You could clearly see
that he was pointing up in his jock.  The bad news for him was that our
exam was just beginning.

   The nurses finished with Mark and David and for a brief moment we were
all once again together, standing at the wall.  But the lull in activity
was all too brief.  "Mark, it's your turn again," said Nurse Mitchell.

   "And Kevin I'm ready for you over here," ordered the school nurse.

   It seemed that they had a very organized system of rotating us between
the two exam stations.  As I watched Mark and Kevin walk to their
respective stations, I wondered just how far these examinations would go.
Nurse Fisher did say that we could keep our underwear on "for now".  So I
figured that sooner or later we'd have to briefly pull down our jockstrap,
probably for a hernia exam.  I looked around the room expecting to see a
privacy screen or curtain in the room.  There wasn't one.

   Nurse Mitchell now had a stethoscope in her ears and was using it to
listen to Mark's chest and back.  He was sitting on the exam table and you
could see that he was taking deep breaths and holding them while she was
listening.  At one point she moved around behind him and was thumping her
fingers on his back.

   I turned my attention to Kevin's exam, knowing that I'd be going through
the same exam in just a few short minutes.  Kevin was sitting on the exam
table and Nurse Fisher was pushing and pulling his arms and shoulders.  I
assumed she was performing some type of orthopedic exam of his muscles and
joints.

   "Go ahead and lie back for me, Kevin," I heard Nurse Fisher say.  "And
bend your knees," she added.  Kevin was now flat on his back with his knees
in the air and his feet flat on the table.  From our position against the
wall, David and I could see everything between Kevin's open legs.  Of
course the school nurse had an even better vantage point, as did Stephanie
who was now standing just to the side of the exam table.

   "Now, cross your right leg over your left knee for me," said Nurse
Fisher.  The nurse again pushed and pulled on Kevin, this time checking out
his legs, hips and thighs.

   Until I saw Kevin in that position, I never realized just how completely
exposed we all were in our jockstraps.  With his knees bent and his legs
wide apart you could very clearly see the outline of his cock and balls
through the mesh pouch of his jock.  And you could see where the two rear
straps were sewn together with the front pouch.  They formed a three-point
arrow pointing right to his ass hole which was pink and now very
prominently on display.  With Kevin exposed like that, I noticed that he
had a little bit of curly dark hair that came out of the sides and bottom
of his jock.  I've seen him in the shower before, and I know that he has a
pretty big set of low-hanging balls.  But I've never noticed that much hair
on them before.  He also has a long cock to go with them, certainly much
longer than mine.  Kevin didn't play on any of the school teams, but of the
four of us, he was clearly the most athletic.  He was very muscular and fit
and looked like he played some kind of sport.  I think Stephanie also
noticed how good Kevin looked.  She seemed to be paying more attention to
him than the rest of us.

   I briefly took a look to see how Mark's exam was going.  Nurse Mitchell
now had him lying down and she was listening to his chest with the
stethoscope.

   "Go ahead and stand up Kevin," I heard Nurse Fisher say.  I turned back
to see Kevin standing up and moving to the middle of the room facing away
from us.  Nurse Fisher moved behind him and briefly examined his back. 
Stephanie was right next to her recording everything that the nurse said. I
then saw Kevin bend over and touch his toes while Nurse Fisher once again
checked his back.  I was thinking to myself how embarrassing that position
was.  Kevin was mooning the whole room on command.  All we could see was
his bare ass framed by the two white straps of his jock.  As a final
indignity, she had Kevin squat down, place his hands on his head and do a
duck walk.  I really wasn't looking forward to this part of the exam.

   This time Mark was finished before Kevin and he returned to our waiting
area at the wall.  Nurse Mitchell patiently waited for the school nurse to
finish with Kevin since she knew that she would examine him next.

   "OK Kevin," said the school nurse, "you can head over to Nurse Mitchell
now."

   Stephanie handed my folder to the school nurse.  "Your turn Jim," she
said.  I walked over and took a seat on the exam table.  Just as she did
with Kevin, she began by examining my arms and shoulders.  She moved them
into various positions and systematically pushed or pulled on them.

   "Now resist please," she said, indicating that I needed to try and
resist her movement.  She also briefly looked at my wrists and fingers. 
"Go ahead and lie back Jim and raise your knees," she ordered.  I did as
instructed, raising my knees and keeping my feet flat on the table.  I kept
my knees together, but she wouldn't have any of that.  She immediately
separated my feet and positioned them at the edges of the exam table.  In
the process I was now exposed the same way that I saw Kevin exposed.  As my
cheeks separated, I felt the cool air on my exposed ass hole.  She raised
and moved my legs one at a time to examine them in the same way she did
Kevin's.

   As she began the examination of my legs and knees, I looked over at Mark
and David who were waiting at the wall.  They were both looking at me and
smiling.  I knew that they could see everything between my legs, including
my exposed ass hole.  I guess that was more interesting to them than
Kevin's exam on the other table.  I also noticed that Stephanie seemed to
move a little closer to Nurse Fisher once I got into this position.  She
obviously didn't want to miss out on the great view between my legs.  At
that moment I realized just how much Stephanie was enjoying this.  She
wasn't just a passive observer.  No, she always seemed to maneuver herself
into the best possible viewing position.  And at that moment, the thought
of being on display and exposed like this and having her watch me and enjoy
it -- that was enough to start the blood rushing to my cock.  I felt the
first stirrings of an erection.

   "Now stand up and face that way please," Nurse Fisher said, pointing to
the wall on her left.  I took my position as she and Stephanie moved in
behind me to examine my back.  At least I was facing away from everyone, so
they couldn't see that I was starting to get hard.  I knew that my backside
was on display to the entire room, but I also knew that my position was
about to get even worse.

   "Now bend over and touch your toes please," she ordered.  I obediently
bent over, further exposing myself.  I felt the nurse's hands on my back as
if she was feeling each vertebra.  It seemed like I was in this humiliating
position forever when she said "OK, you can stand up now, you're done."

   I was congratulating myself that I didn't have to do the duck walk when
Stephanie chimed in.  "But Nurse Fisher, doesn't he need to do the duck
walk?  That's on the form." Darn, I guess she forgot.  Leave it to
Stephanie to remind her.

   "Oh yes, that's right, sorry Jim, I need you to squat down, place your
hands on top of your head and walk." I assumed the position and waddled
across the room while they observed me.  I never thought about it before,
but there is no dignified way to do a duck walk, especially when you're
stripped to just a jockstrap.  You can't keep your legs or knees close
together, so everything is flung wide open.  And once again everything is
exposed and on display, including the increasing mound held by my
jockstrap.

   "Alright Jim, that's enough," Nurse Fisher said, "you can head over to
Nurse Mitchell."

   As I stood up I saw that Kevin had already made his way back to the wall
and Nurse Mitchell was patting the exam table; "Hop on up here Jim" she
said.  As I sat down on her exam table, Nurse Fisher called David over to
her station.  Nurse Mitchell began by taking my pulse and checking my blood
pressure.  She then began her exam of my chest and back using her
stethoscope.  "Breathe in and hold it" she would say, followed by "OK,
breathe normally." She repeated this several times on my chest and back,
listening to my lungs and heart.  She also placed the stethoscope on my
neck and listened there for a few seconds.

   "Alright, lie back Jim," she ordered.  She listened to several locations
on my chest.  As I was lying there, I could tell that my cock was still a
bit aroused.  I wondered if the other guys could tell.  It wasn't fully
hard yet, but it could certainly get there if I wasn't careful.

   "Alright, all done for now, Jim," she said.  That was my cue to get up
and join the other guys at the waiting wall.

   David and Mark took their turns at their remaining stations.  While he
was being xamined by Nurse Mitchell, I noticed that David has a completely
hairless chest, just like a little boy's chest.  The few times I have seen
him in the locker room, I never noticed any hair.  I guess he's just a late
bloomer.  But right now, David was aroused.  He was still sporting a
noticeable start to an erection.  I guess the excitement of being undressed
and receiving all of this attention was just too much for him.  I wondered
to myself whether we would eventually see what was trying so hard to get
out of his jock.

   Mark was now on his back with his legs up in the air receiving his
orthopedic exam.  I know Mark and have some classes with him, but I've
never actually seen him in the locker room or shower.  But unlike David, I
could clearly see that Mark had plenty of hair.  He had plenty of hair on
his chest, arms and legs, and also around his genitals.  Mark was blond and
his hair was harder to see against his pale skin.  But it was there, I
could see curly blond hair coming out the sides of his jock while his legs
were parted.  Mark was on the Jr.  Varsity track team at school and he was
definitely in good shape, but he wasn't as muscular as Kevin.  But since he
ran track, his legs and thighs looked especially firm.  In a few minutes
David and Mark were finished and we were all back at the wall waiting to
see what the next round would be like.

   Stephanie immediately began the next round by handing the nurses their
respective patient folders.

   "Over here Mark," called Nurse Fisher.

   "And Kevin, I'm ready for you over here," said Nurse Mitchell.

   Mark and Kevin walked over to their stations to begin the next part of
the exam.  I was wondering to myself what this next part might include.  It
seemed to me that they were running out of body parts to examine.

   "Lie down on the table for me Mark," said Nurse Mitchell.  Once he was
in position she began to examine his abdomen, pushing her fingers deep into
him as she moved her way down the front of his body.

   I turned my attention to Kevin's exam.  He was standing in front of
Nurse Fisher and Stephanie.  The nurse was listening to his heart with her
stethoscope.  I thought this was strange since Nurse Mitchell already
listened to our heart.

   "OK that's good," I heard Nurse Fisher say to him.  "Now I need you to
run in place to raise your heart rate," she continued, "then I'll check you
again." She moved Kevin away from the exam table to give him more room to
run in place.  He began running in place, slowly at first, while Nurse
Fisher looked at her watch.

   "Higher please, lift your legs higher," ordered the nurse.  Kevin obeyed
and raised his legs much higher with each stride.

   "How long do I have to do this?" Kevin asked.

   "Oh, only about 2 more minutes," she answered.

   Kevin's arms naturally moved back and forth as he was running.  Nurse
Fisher moved to Kevin's side to observe him while Stephanie moved directly
behind him.  She was also observing him very intently.  David and I were
directly facing him so it looked like he was running toward us.  I noticed
once again how fit Kevin was.  You could see the muscles in his thighs and
legs with each stride that he took.  His chest expanded and contracted as
his breathing was now more labored.  The pouch of his jockstrap moved up
and down slightly as he ran, the mesh material was being tugged tighter
against his body by the movement of his legs.  I looked at Stephanie and
saw that she was now smiling.  She was still directly behind him and still
watching his every movement.  I could only imagine the view that she had of
him running from behind.

   I briefly turned my attention back to Mark's exam with Nurse Mitchell.
She was still performing an abdominal exam, but by now she was pushing much
lower on his body and was very close to his genitals.  The mound in his
jock looked bigger than before.  I guess the abdominal exam must feel
pretty good to him.

   Just as I turned back to watch Kevin again, Nurse Fisher spoke: "OK,
that's enough Kevin, stop running and stand still." Kevin immediately
stopped running and the nurse once again began to listen to his heart with
her stethoscope.  Kevin's chest was still rapidly moving up and down while
he tried to catch his breath.  After a brief minute, Nurse Mitchell
finished with Mark and he joined us back at the wall.  It was now his turn
to enjoy the show.

   "OK, you're done Kevin, head over to Nurse Mitchell," said Nurse Fisher.
Kevin moved to Nurse Mitchell's station and she immediately had him lie
down for his abdominal exam.

   "Your turn Jim," said Nurse Fisher.  I walked over to begin my cardiac
test.  As she did previously with Kevin, Nurse Fisher started by having me
stand next to the exam table while she listened to my heart.  I could feel
the metal of her stethoscope as she pressed it against my chest.

   "OK Jim, move over here and start running for me," she ordered.  I took
a few steps away from the table and began my exercise session.  I started
running in place as the nurse moved to my side.  I didn't see Stephanie
anywhere so I assumed that she was watching the action from behind me as
she did with Kevin.  I thought I was lifting my legs high enough but
apparently I wasn't.

   "Higher please, lift your legs higher," ordered the nurse.  I complied
by lifting them even higher.  "And pick up the pace please, a little bit
faster," she continued.  Wow, this was harder than it looked.

   I continued running at this rate for at least 2 minutes.  I was lifting
my legs high, so each time I raised my legs I felt the rear straps of my
jock dig into my bare ass.  I imagined that I was putting on quite a show
for Stephanie, and that she was probably enjoying the view of my
almost-bare ass as I ran for her.  I started to feel a small amount of
sweat build up on parts of my body; under my arms, on my chest and in the
pouch that was now bobbing up and down between my legs.  I also felt a drop
or two of sweat roll down my back, making its way to the crack between my
cheeks.  The good news was that all of this running seemed to take my mind
off of other things, and my erection started to subside.

   "OK, that's enough Jim," Nurse Fisher said, "come and stand over here."
I stopped running and made my way back to the exam table.  As I stood there
trying to catch my breath, the nurse pressed her stethoscope against my
slightly-moist chest.  I looked over to see Kevin lying on Nurse Mitchell's
exam table.  She was pressing very low on his abdomen, almost at his
genitals.

   Nurse Mitchell finished with Kevin and it was now my turn for the
abdominal exam.  David took my place at the running test.  After I lay back
on the table, Nurse Mitchell began her exam by pressing on my upper
abdomen, what I would call my stomach and all around it.  I think she was
pressing on my liver and spleen but I'm not really sure.

   "Take a deep breath and hold it," she would say, followed by "Alright,
let it out." While I held my breath she would press deeply on my side. 
Each time I felt the pressure from her fingers.

   "Any pain?" she would ask.

   I thought like saying "Yeah, you're hurting me with your fingers," but
instead I just answered "No." She continued with this type of exam,
systematically moving lower on my abdomen.

   "Raise your knees for me Jim," she said.  When I did she repeated the
pushing on that area of my abdomen.  She was now below my naval and was
continuing to press in my pubic area.  I felt her pull down the waistband
of my jockstrap in front, ever so slightly, maybe just a half inch or so. I
was wearing a swimmer/jogger style jockstrap which has a smaller waistband,
but I guess it was still in her way.

   "I'm just going to check your pulses now," she said.  She put the
stethoscope in her ears and pressed the other end to my pubic area.  She
listened to my left side for a few seconds, then moved to the right side
and did the same thing.  Her close contact with this area of my body was
very stimulating.  I could feel my erection starting once again.

   Nurse Mitchell completed my abdominal exam and I was sent back to the
wall to wait.  Next, David took his turn with Nurse Mitchell and Mark went
over to Nurse Fisher and Stephanie for his running test.  I watched as
David received the same type of abdominal exam that I just received, while
Mark was facing us and running in place.  You could tell that Mark was on
the track team.  Even though he was only running in place, his running
seemed very natural and fluid.  He didn't waste energy with unnecessary
movements.  Once again I could see that his thighs and legs were especially
tight and fit.  And I could tell that his arousal, which I first noticed
during his abdominal exam, was still there and even increasing.  Looking at
him I felt a slight twinge of movement in my own cock.  But for now, I
focused more on David as Nurse Mitchell moved lower on his abdomen.  He was
wearing a full size jockstrap with the wide waistband.  I watched as she
pulled down the front slightly and checked his pulses.  I was trying to
spot any pubic hair as she pulled down his jock but I didn't see any.

   This round of examinations was now complete and all of us were once
again at the wall.  "OK gentlemen," started Nurse Fisher, "first of all, I
want to thank you for your cooperation with the exam so far.  The good news
is that we have only a few additional parts of the exam to complete, so
you're almost done.  However, in order to complete your exams, we do need
you to finish undressing!" Oh great, I thought to myself - this is exactly
what I was afraid of, now we have to strip completely.  I looked around
again to see if there was a privacy curtain or partition anywhere in the
room, but there wasn't.  So I assumed that we were going to strip down
completely, right here in front of everyone!

   "Any questions gentlemen?" Nurse Fisher asked.  We just looked at each
other and shrugged our shoulders, not knowing if she wanted us to strip
right now or wait until we were called up for our exam.  But before anyone
had a chance to ask that particular question, we receive our answer.

   "OK, then let's get those supporters off right now," she ordered.

   As the words left her mouth, I once again felt blood rushing to my cock.
We were now being ordered to remove our last shred of clothing, our lowly
jockstraps.  They were all that stood between us and total nudity in front
of these three females.

   "But what about her?" asked David, pointing at Stephanie.  "She doesn't
need to be here, does she?" he asked.  Personally, I thought it was a very
good question.

   "Well," answered Nurse Mitchell, "Nurse Fisher and I have already
discussed that situation and we agreed that since Stephanie is pursuing a
nursing career, it is appropriate for her to stay and assist." Stephanie
just stood there smiling at us.

   Kevin now objected: "But, I don't think my parents would approve of her
being here."

   "Oh, they already have," answered Nurse Fisher, "the permission forms
that they signed indicated that non-medical personnel may attend the
examinations for training purposes, so I can assure you that everything is
in order."

   "Besides," said Nurse Mitchell, "I'm sure you boys have seen each other
in the locker room and showers before.  And as far as the females in the
room are concerned, I think we all know what you boys have under your
supporters anyway.  I mean, it's not really a secret."

   The three females in the room were now standing and staring at us,
waiting for us to comply with their order to strip.  Since it didn't look
like we had a choice, we all reluctantly pulled down our jockstraps and
removed them.  As I pulled mine down, I first turned around to face the
wall.  I knew that they now had a great view of my bare ass, but I figured
that was better than the alternative.  I bent over to pull my jock all the
way down to my ankles, stepped out of it, and then picked it up and put in
on the pile with my other gym clothes.  Kevin also did the same thing,
turning around before he stripped off his jock.  Now completely nude, I
turned around to face the females in the room, joining the other boys who
were also now nude.

   We all instinctively stood with our feet together, and our genitals
covered with our hands.  We all knew that we would eventually have to
uncover ourselves, but none of us wanted to stand there completely
uncovered.  However, our new sense of modesty seemed to upset Nurse
Mitchell.

   "Now boys," said Nurse Mitchell, "we really don't have time for any
false modesty today.  You're not going to make this difficult, are you?"
She just stood there, apparently waiting for us to uncover ourselves.  We
didn't answer her and we didn't move our hands.

   "Well," she continued, "we do need to complete your exam one way or
another, so if you won't cooperate we'll need to be a little stricter and
set a few ground rules." We looked at each other, wondering what kind of
rules she had in mind.  For the first time, the mild mannered Nurse
Mitchell seemed angry.

   She spoke again: "Alright then boys, have it your way.  But you boys
need to get over your little modesty problem right now or we'll never get
through this exam.  So here is what we're going to do.  I want all of you
to raise your hands and place them behind your heads, right now." We looked
at each other to see if anyone was complying, but none of us moved our
hands.

   Nurse Fisher now spoke up: "Now boys, we really do need you to
cooperate, but it is your choice.  As I already said, your parents were
informed of this program and voluntarily gave their written approval for
you to participate.  Once they did that, these mandatory examinations were
scheduled.  I'm sure that you can understand there is a certain cost
associated with these examinations.  So if you boys don't cooperate, we
can't complete your exam.  And if that happens, our only choice is to
notify your parents and to bill them for the cost of your incomplete exam.
Needless to say, they won't be happy about that."

   That was all it took.  We didn't know if Nurse Fisher was bluffing or
not, but we couldn't take the chance.  We all knew that our parents would
be furious if they ended up with a big bill because we wouldn't cooperate.
We had tried to maintain some small shred of our dignity but we couldn't
fight against them any longer.  We were completely powerless.  Reluctantly,
we all uncovered our genitals by moving our hands to our sides.

   "That's much better, but I did say that I wanted your hands up and
behind your heads," commanded Nurse Mitchell.

   As a group, we lifted our hands and placed them behind our heads.  We
were now fully exposed.  She had ordered us to move our hands as far away
from our genitals as possible to prevent us from using them as cover.

   "You see, that wasn't so bad," said Nurse Mitchell.  "But I'm not
entirely convinced that you boys are completely over your little modesty
problem.  I'm afraid that you might still feel some embarrassment and might
be reluctant to cooperate with the remainder of the exam.  So boys, let's
just go ahead and get all of that embarrassment out of the way right now.
That way we can continue with your exams without any further problems.  You
boys have finally uncovered yourselves, but you are all standing with your
feet tightly together, as if you're still trying to cover up.  And that
doesn't really allow us to see what healthy young men you are.  So boys, I
want all of you to separate your legs for us.  Spread them apart at least
three feet.  Go ahead, do it now!"

   We all separated our legs, putting us in a more or less spread-eagle
position and further exposing ourselves to the room.  With my feet
together, I could feel the warmth of my thighs against my balls.  Now with
my legs widely parted, I felt the cool air of the room on them as they
freely hung from between my legs.

   "Wider apart, David," she said looking at him.  We waited as he shuffled
his feet further apart.

   "My, you're all such fine looking young men," Nurse Mitchell commented.
"Aren't they Stephanie?" she asked, turning toward Stephanie.

   "Yes, they are" answered Stephanie with a big grin on her face. 
Stephanie slowly moved her head left to right as she surveyed the group of
nude males that were on display before her.  Her gaze was directed downward
toward our genitals.

   Nurse Mitchell now gave us some more bad news.  "And gentlemen, since
you were reluctant to cooperate, you will maintain this position at all
times when you are not being examined.  Do I make myself clear?" We all
nodded in agreement.

   We all stood there in this spread-eagle position, allowing the two
nurses and Stephanie time to look us over.  I felt more exposed than I have
ever been in my young life.  I deliberately avoided any eye contact with
the other boys.  I especially tried to avoid looking at them below the
waist.  I was already aroused enough without any additional visual
stimulation.  Although I didn't look down to see myself, I could feel that
my cock was now fully engorged with blood.  I wasn't hard enough to point
up at the ceiling, but I was thick, long and hard.  I could feel the hot
skin of my cock as it hung over my balls.

   "Alright, now that we're past that little false modesty problem, I'm
ready for you over here Mark," said Nurse Mitchell.

   "And you can step over here Kevin," ordered Nurse Fisher.

   As the two boys walked over to their respective stations, each nurse
positioned a small rolling stool in front of their exam table.

   "Hop up here and lie down for me Mark," said Nurse Mitchell.  As he got
on the table she snapped on a pair of rubber examination gloves.  She
immediately went to work examining Mark's penis and testicles.  I could see
her lifting up his circumcised penis and palpating it with her fingers. 
Mark wasn't erect, but he did have a very long cock.  It just wasn't very
thick.

   I was still standing spread-eagle with my hands behind my head, but I
noticed that David standing next to me had lowered his hands to cover
himself again.

   "You're not supposed to do that," I heard Stephanie say.

   That brought on the wrath of Nurse Mitchell once again: "David, get back
into position right now," she ordered.

   Realizing that she was serious about us maintaining this position, David
once again spread his legs apart and placed his hands behind his head.  I
looked over to see what David was trying so hard to hide.  He was now fully
erect with his cock pointing up in a sweeping curve.  I noticed that he was
not circumcised and his foreskin was pulled back to make way for his
erection.  For the first time I noticed a small amount of hair on David's
body, just a bit above the base of his cock and a little bit around his
balls.  I turned away for fear that I was becoming too aroused myself.  But
I saw that David still had Stephanie's attention.  She was staring at him,
and she wasn't looking at his eyes.

   I turned my attention to Kevin's examination.  He was standing in front
of Nurse Fisher who was seated in front of him on the rolling stool. 
Stephanie was standing right next to her holding the folders.  His legs
were spread apart and his arms were at his sides.  The nurse was running
her gloved hands through his pubic hair and the hair on his upper thighs.

   "Hair distribution is adult quality and good," she said to Stephanie who
faithfully recorded the results.

   Apparently she was performing some form of puberty or maturity test on
Kevin.  I watched as Kevin raised his arms and she checked his underarm
hair.  Kevin didn't look aroused at all.  He had a big set of low-hanging
balls and a long and very thick cock.  But I've seen him enough in the
locker room and showers to know that that's normal for him.

   "Alright, stand up for me Mark," I heard Nurse Mitchell say.

   That brought my attention back to Mark's exam.  He was getting up off of
the table and taking a standing position in front of Nurse Mitchell who was
seated before him on the rolling stool.  She patted the inside of his thigh
with her hand and he immediately moved his legs further apart.  She then
began a similar type of exam as she did when he was lying down.  She lifted
and examined his penis and then began to lift and examine each one of his
testicles, cupping them in her hand.

   As I continued to watch, she pushed her fingers deep into the spot just
above his right testicle; "Turn your head and cough please," she said. 
Mark let out a cough on command.  "Again please," she commanded.  Once
again Mark coughed for her.  She repositioned her fingers and repeated the
test on his left side.

   I turned my attention back to Kevin's examination when I saw Nurse
Fisher retrieve a set of white plastic balls that were tied together on a
string.  She was now holding one of the plastic balls up to Kevin's left
testicle for comparison.  She repeated the test on his right testicle using
a slightly smaller plastic ball.

   "Left testicle 4.7 cm," she said, "Right 4.2."

   Stephanie nodded as she recorded the results.  I then saw Kevin turn
around with his back to us and bend over.  Nurse Fisher parted his cheeks
to take a look.  It appears that she was again checking his hair, this time
the hair between his cheeks and the area between his ass hole and his
balls.

   "Hair spread to the perineum," she said to Stephanie.  "I'd say he's a
Tanner stage 5" she continued.  Kevin stood up and waited for Mark's exam
to be complete.

   Mark's genital and hernia exam was now finished and he returned to the
wall to wait.  He kept his hands at his sides but Nurse Mitchell quickly
put a stop to that.

   "You need to assume the position again Mark," she ordered.  "I told you
boys that you had to stay in that position when you weren't being
examined." Mark once again put his hands behind his head and spread his
legs wide.

   "I'm ready for you over here Kevin," said Nurse Mitchell.  Kevin walked
over to Nurse Mitchell's station and was ordered to lie down on the exam
table.

   "OK, your turn Jim," called Nurse Fisher.

   I lowered my hands to my sides and took my place standing in front of
Nurse Fisher and Stephanie.  After putting on a fresh pair of exam gloves,
Nurse Fisher began my exam by looking more closely at the hair on my chest.
After making a note of my chest hair, she had me raise my arms up so she
could see my under-arm hair.  Next she moved directly to my pubic area.

   "A little wider please," she requested, asking me to part my legs.

   She started by running her gloved fingers though the hair above my cock,
then moving down to the hair around my balls and my inner thighs.

   "Adult quality hair, but not widely distributed," she told Stephanie who
was intently watching this exam.

   I briefly looked up to see how Kevin's exam was going.  He was now
standing in front of Nurse Mitchell while she examined his penis and
testicles.  The first thing I noticed was how much larger his cock was than
before.  He was definitely aroused now.  His cock was very thick and the
skin was stretched tight without any loose folds of skin.  He was still
pointing down but out from his body at maybe a 45 degree angle.

   My attention returned to my own exam when Nurse Fisher brought over the
set of white plastic balls.  She grabbed my left testicle, squeezing it and
weighing it in her hands.  She pulled the loose skin of my scrotum tight
around my testicle.  This allowed her to compare its size to the plastic
balls in her other hand.

   "Left testicle 4.3 cm," she said to Stephanie.  She then moved on to my
right testicle and repeated the comparison.  "Right testicle 4.1 cm," she
said.

   I thought she was done with my balls when she grabbed my left side once
again.  This time she wasn't using the plastic balls.  Instead, she was
just squeezing and palpating my left ball.  After about a minute of this
attention to my left ball, she was finished.  But the damage was done and
my cock was now hard and pointing down at a 45 degree angle.  I looked over
at Stephanie and saw that she was looking down at my cock.  And she seemed
to be biting her lower lip.

   "OK, turn around and bend over Jim," said Nurse Fisher.

   As soon as I did, I felt two gloved hands part my ass cheeks.  A gloved
finger moved down my crack looking for hair.  It then moved down lower to
the area between my ass hole and my balls.  As she did this I felt my
erection getting harder.

   "No hair between the thigh and perineum," Nurse Fisher said to
Stephanie. "Put him down for Tanner stage 4," she added.

   I stood up to see Stephanie making notes in my folder.  I looked down
and saw that my cock was now pointing straight out at a 90 degree angle to
my body.

   Nurse Fisher removed her gloves and spoke to Stephanie: "Let me see
Jim's chart for a minute." The nurse took my chart and wrote several notes
in it.  "OK, I'm done with you Jim, it looks like Nurse Mitchell is ready
for you," she said.

   Kevin had already finished with his genital and hernia exam and was now
standing at the wall in his spread-eagle position.

   "Hop on up here Jim," said Nurse Mitchell as I walked over to her exam
table.  "Lie down for me Jim," she said as I got on the table.

   As she put on a fresh pair of gloves, I looked over to see David taking
my place at Nurse Fisher's station.  He was still hard and pointing up. 
The next thing I felt was two gloved hands touching my erect penis.  Since
I was already pointing straight up, there was no need to actually lift my
penis.  Instead, she felt, squeezed and palpated it while it was erect. 
Next, she turned her attention to my testicles, lifting and feeling them
one at a time.

   "Go ahead and stand up for me," she ordered.

   I immediately stood up and realized that I was now fully erect.  My cock
was curving upward at about a 45 degree angle.  But Nurse Mitchell didn't
seem bothered by it at all.  She sat down in front of me on the rolling
stool and began the second part of her exam.  As she did before, she
thoroughly examined my penis before moving on to my testicles.  She started
with my right testicle, lifting it and rolling it between her fingers.  In
no time at all, she switched to my left testicle, performing the same
lifting and rolling procedure.  But she took a lot longer with my left
testicle - it seemed like she was squeezing and examining it for several
minutes.

   "Nurse Fisher," she said, "I'd like you to come over here when you're
done with your patient."

   "Of course, no problem," Nurse Fisher answered, "I'll be done with David
in just a minute."

   I wondered why she needed to see the other nurse.  Was there something
wrong with me?  Nurse Mitchell then pushed her fingers into the area
between the base of my penis and my right testicle.

   "Cough please," she ordered.

   I let out a good cough, which was apparently enough for her - she
repeated the procedure with my left testicle.

   "Cough again please," she said.

   I looked over to see that Nurse Fisher was finishing up with David. 
"David is Tanner stage 3," I heard her say to Stephanie.  I was a 4 and
Kevin was a 5 so I guess a higher number is better.  I looked over at David
again.  He had a big enough erection, but his balls were small and
virtually hairless.  I guess that's why he's only rated as a Tanner stage
3.

   "Yes, what is it?" said Nurse Fisher as she walked over.  Stephanie
followed right behind her.

   "I read your note on Jim's chart," said Nurse Mitchell.  "I thoroughly
checked his left testicle and I think everything is alright."

   "Oh good," replied Nurse Fisher, "then what was it that I felt?"

   "Well, put on a fresh pair of gloves and I'll show you," said Nurse
Mitchell.

   That's just great, I thought to myself, now I get to have both nurses
handling my stuff once again.  I thought I was done with the ball grabbing
part of the exam.  Nurse Mitchell reached over and grabbed my left ball
once again, pulling it away from my body and up toward her.

   "Is this what you felt?" she asked, pointing to an area on the underside
of my left ball.

   That was the invitation for Nurse Fisher to join the party, grabbing my
ball and rolling it between her fingers while Nurse Mitchell was still
holding it.  Stephanie moved closer so she could also get a good look.

   "Yes, that's it, what is it?" she asked.

   "That's just his spermatic cord," answered Nurse Mitchell.  "He has a
slightly thick cord on his left side.  There might also be a very small
varicocele there, so I'll write it up and recommended that he have it
checked by his own physician." The two nurses then released their grip on
my left ball.

   Stephanie now spoke up: "Is that the cord that the sperm go through?"
she asked.

   "Why, yes it is Stephanie," answered Nurse Mitchell, "Jim just happens
to have a slightly thicker cord than usual.  It's not really anything
serious."

   "Oh, that's good" said Stephanie.

   "Have you ever felt a spermatic cord before Stephanie?" asked Nurse
Mitchell.

   "No, I haven't" answered Stephanie.

   "Well, go ahead and put on some gloves, I don't think Jim would mind,"
the nurse replied.  She didn't think I would mind having a girl that was
roughly my age grab my balls in front of everyone.  What's to mind?

   "Are you sure it would be OK?" Stephanie asked, looking at me.

   I didn't want to seem too eager so I hesitated for a brief moment. 
"Sure, whatever," I mumbled.

   Stephanie then put on a pair of gloves and sat down in front of me on
the stool.  She cautiously reached out and very gently grabbed both of my
balls, one in each hand.  I looked straight ahead and saw the other guys
waiting at the wall, back in their spread-eagle position.  They all had big
smiles on their faces as they watched Stephanie examine me.  Stephanie
gently rolled both of my balls between her fingers, comparing my left and
right sides to each other.  My erection was still firm and pointing
straight at her face.

   "Now, feel for his cord on the right side," said Nurse Mitchell, "can
you find it?"

   "Yes, I can feel it," Stephanie answered.

   "Now compare that to his left testicle," instructed the nurse.

   "Oh yes, I can feel the difference," said Stephanie, "They are very
different."

   I looked down to see her hands cradling my balls.  The head of my
swollen cock was just inches from her face.  My mind immediately began to
wander.  I began to fantasize about Stephanie and wished that she would do
more than just grasp my balls.  I wondered how her full lips would feel
wrapped around my cock.  At that moment, Stephanie looked up at me and our
eyes briefly met.

   "Thank you Jim," she said with a smile.  She released her hold on my
balls, got up and removed her gloves.

   "Alright Jim, you can take your position at the wall with the other
boys," said Nurse Mitchell.  I walked back to the wall and immediately got
into the required spread-eagle position.  My erection was the hardest it
had been all day.

   "Alright, David, I'm ready for you," said Nurse Mitchell, motioning for
David to hop up on the table.  She immediately began an examination of his
genitals while he was lying on the table.

   "Your turn over here Mark," said Nurse Fisher.  Mark walked over to
Nurse Fisher who was once again joined by Stephanie.

   I watched as David received his genital exam, first lying on the table,
then standing in front of Nurse Mitchell.  He maintained his erection
throughout the exam.  Mark, on the other hand, still wasn't erect.  He was
the only one of us that wasn't hard at this point.  I watched as Nurse
Fisher checked his hair growth and compared his testicles to the little
white balls.  I was amazed that he was able to control himself.  He was
long and thick, but he was still pointing down.

   "Left testicle 4.4 cm, right 4.2," said Nurse Fisher to Stephanie.  I
then saw Mark turn around and bend over while Nurse Fisher checked his hair
growth.

   "No hair between the thigh and perineum," Nurse Fisher said to
Stephanie. "Put David down for Tanner stage 4, please."

   After a few minutes, David's and Mark's exams were completed and we were
all lined up at the wall in the required spread-eagle position.

   "Can we get dressed now?" asked Kevin.

   "Just a minute Kevin," answered the school nurse, "we're discussing that
right now." Nurse Fisher now walked over to where Nurse Mitchell was
standing.

   "The only remaining part of the exam is listed on the form as optional,"
said Nurse Fisher to Nurse Mitchell.  "Are you planning on including it?"
Nurse Fisher asked.  Nurse Mitchell thought for a brief moment before
answering.

   "Well, since they're already undressed and it won't take too long, I
think we should establish a baseline exam for these boys," Nurse Mitchell
answered.  "I also think these boys still have a lesson or two to learn
about following directions.  Don't you agree?"

   Nurse Fisher thought for a brief moment before answering.  "Yes, I
agree. These boys do need to learn that there's no place for modesty in a
medical setting like this.  And this final part of the exam would certainly
make that clear."

   "And besides," continued Nurse Mitchell, "from the look of things, these
boys might actually enjoy it."

   Nurse Fisher turned to look at us and our raging erections.  She smiled.
"I see what you mean," she said.  "OK, then, since this was your idea, I'll
let you finish up here.  I have to prepare the paperwork for the next group
of boys.  Feel free to teach these boys any lessons that you feel are
necessary, as long as it's medically appropriate."

   "Oh, don't worry about that," replied Nurse Mitchell, "I'll make sure
these boys receive the kind of thorough exam that they deserve." The nurses
smiled at each other.

   Nurse Fisher now addressed Stephanie.  "You can stay here and assist
Nurse Mitchell with these final exams." With that, Nurse Fisher walked over
to the sink, washed her hands, and then walked through the doorway leading
to the outer office.

   "Alright boys, we have just one final part of your exam to complete and
then we'll be done," said Nurse Mitchell.  "Mark, you can come over here
please." Mark put his hands down and walked over to the exam table.

   "I need you to climb up here," she said as she patted the top of the
exam table.  "But this time I need you on your hands and knees."

   As Mark climbed up on the table, the nurse retrieved the tube with the
blue and white label and a container of what looked like wet wipes from the
counter.  She then put on a fresh pair of exam gloves.  This was not
looking good at all.  Given Mark's position on the exam table, it looked
like we would be receiving some type of rectal exam.  I've heard other guys
joke about exams like this, but we've never actually received one before.
At least I haven't.  And I certainly wasn't looking forward to getting one
now.  Mark was now kneeling on the exam table facing away from us.

   "Bend forward please and rest on your hands," the nurse now said to
Mark.

   Mark now bent over and got on all fours.  From our vantage point at the
wall, his bare butt was almost perfectly pointed toward us, although the
exam table was angled slightly so we could also see part of his profile
from the left.  Stephanie moved to Nurse Mitchell's right side so she could
get a nice view of the business end of this exam.

   "Now, I need you to part your legs just a bit," the nurse ordered, "and
then lower your chest so that it rests on the table."

   We watched as Mark lowered the top half of his body so that it rested on
the table.  He also parted his legs so that each knee was almost to the
edge of the exam table.

   "That's perfect," said the nurse, "you can just let your hands rest at
your sides".

   We could easily see that this position was perfectly designed for only
one thing: a rectal exam.  Mark's butt cheeks were naturally stretched and
parted and his pink ass hole was now on display to the whole room.  His
balls and long cock were also on display and were hanging down between his
parted legs.

   Nurse Mitchell opened the tube and squeezed the lubricant on the index
finger of her right hand.  She then rubbed her fingers together, spreading
it the entire length of her index finger.

   "Alright Mark, this will feel cold, and you'll feel some pressure," she
said.

   Without any other warning, her lubed finger pressed against his pink
hole.  She pressed lightly at first, but then suddenly plunged her finger
all the way into Mark.  Mark let out an audible gasp.

   "Just relax and breathe normally," said the nurse.

   That was easy for her to say, she didn't have someone's finger up her
ass.  Her finger was deep into Mark's ass, all the way up to her knuckle,
and her left hand was on Mark's left cheek.  Stephanie was still standing
right next to Nurse Mitchell and was watching every part of this exam.  The
nurse now twisted her finger and tried to push it even deeper into him. 
Mark now let out another gasp that was loud enough for all of us to hear.

   "Almost done," said Nurse Mitchell.  After a few more seconds, she
removed her finger from Mark's rectum.

   "There you go, all done," she said.  "Prostate and rectal exam normal"
she said to Stephanie who immediately recorded the results in Mark's
folder.

   The nurse now took a moist wipe from the container and used it to clean
the excess lubricant from Mark's ass.

   "You did fine Mark, you can join your friends in line," she said.  As
Mark got off of the table, we could see that for the first time, he was now
fully erect.

   "Can I get dressed now?" he asked.

   "No dear" answered Nurse Mitchell.  "Because you boys wouldn't cooperate
you can wait until you're all finished before you get dressed.  Now get
back into the required position."

   I saw that Stephanie was smiling widely as she starred at us.  The nurse
now removed her gloves and began to put on a fresh pair.

   "Let's see, who is next?" said the nurse to Stephanie.

   "Kevin" answered Stephanie as she shuffled the folders in her hands.

   "Alright Kevin, your turn, hop up here and get into position," said the
nurse.  Kevin walked over to the exam table and climbed aboard, getting on
his hands and knees.

   "A little wider please," said Nurse Mitchell, waiting for Kevin to
spread his knees further apart.  "Good, now rest your chest on the table."

   Kevin lowered the top of his body down to the table, spreading his
cheeks apart in the process.  His massive, low-hanging balls were now
visible between his legs.  His cock, on the other hand, was not visible
since he was already erect and it was pointing forward, not down.  While he
was getting into position, she was applying lubricant to her gloved
fingers.

   "Alright, this will feel cold and you'll feel some pressure," Nurse
Mitchell warned Kevin.

   With that she plunged her finger into him, twisting and pushing as she
did before with Mark.  Kevin let out several sounds similar to Mark, except
they were more like a grunt instead of a gasp for air.  In just a few
seconds she was finished and removed her finger from Kevin's ass.

   "All done Kevin," she said, "Prostate and rectal exam normal."

   She quickly wiped the excess lubricant from Kevin and dismissed him.  As
Kevin walked back, I noticed a small bit of fluid dripping from the end of
his cock.  I wondered if he had ejaculated, or was this something else.

   "You're next Jim, climb on up here," ordered Nurse Mitchell.

   I walked over to the exam table and climbed up, first getting on my
knees and then bending over to support my upper body with my hands.  My
cock was hard and was pointing up against my stomach.  While I was in this
position I turned to look at Stephanie who was standing right next to me.
She didn't look at me, or even know that I was looking at her.  She was too
busy looking at my ass.

   "Knees apart and lower your chest Jim," the nurse ordered.

   I spread my knees apart so that they were right against the edges of the
table.  I then lowered my chest so that it was resting on the table and my
hands naturally fell to my sides.  As my cheeks parted, I could feel the
cool air of the room against my exposed ass.  I waited for what I knew was
about to happen next.

   Just then, Nurse Mitchell uttered her favorite phrase: "Alright Jim,
this will feel cold and you'll feel some pressure."

   As the words were still leaving her mouth, I felt her hand on my left
cheek.  This was almost immediately followed by the feeling of her finger
touching my ass hole.  She pressed lightly for just a few seconds, waiting
for my anal sphincter to open.  Next, I felt her cold lubricated finger
sliding deep into me.  Instinctively, I let out a gasp for air.

   "Try to breathe normally," said the nurse.

   I could feel her pushing deeper into me as she twisted her finger 180
degrees clockwise like a corkscrew.  She then reversed direction and
twisted her finger counter-clockwise.  She then pressed harder against her
primary objective, my prostate.  For the next few seconds, she continued to
push on just that one location.  I felt like I was going to cum right
there, and I heard myself make a loud grunting sound.  She pushed again, I
gasped for air, and the feeling was intense.  But then she removed her
finger.

   "All done," she said.

   I got back up on my hands and knees and felt her wiping my ass with a
wet wipe.  I looked down at my cock and saw that I didn't cum, but there
was a semi-clear liquid dripping from the tip of my cock.

   "You can take your place in line Jim," the nurse said to me.

   "Normal prostate and rectal," she said to Stephanie.

   As I climbed down from the exam table I turned to face Stephanie.  I
caught her looking down, staring at my erection.  When she realized that I
was looking at her, she looked up.  Our eyes briefly met and we both
smiled.

   As I took my place in line, I heard David being called up for his exam.
I got into the spread-eagle punishment position and prepared to watch David
go through his rectal exam.  For the first time, I took a deep breath and
really exhaled.  I was relaxed, knowing that this whole ordeal was almost
over.  The three of us watched as David got into position on the table. 
His cheeks were parted and then his ass was penetrated by Nurse Mitchell's
finger, just as she did to all of us.  Normally, I would turn away and not
watch something like this; for fear that I might get too aroused.  Whenever
I was the locker room or shower, I was always fearful of becoming erect.  I
was always fearful of what the other guys might think if that happened. 
But now, I was already fully erect and very, very horny.  We all were, so
it really didn't matter.  I watched David's exam and I was actually
enjoying it.  I turned to look at Kevin standing spread-eagle next to me,
and I enjoyed what I saw.  His cock was massive and hard and pointing up. I
turned to my right and saw Mark standing there in the same condition as the
rest of us.  We were all aroused by what we just experienced, and there
wasn't any way to deny it.

   In a few minutes, David was finished with his rectal exam and he joined
us in line.  "Alright gentlemen," said Nurse Mitchell, "your examinations
are now complete.  You can now get dressed."

   We all immediately put our hands down and began to get dressed again in
our P.E.  outfits.  At first it was difficult to get our jockstraps on
because of our erections, but we all managed somehow.  And once we started
to get dressed, our erections started to subside, at least a little bit. 
Nurse Mitchell was washing her hands and cleaning up the exam room. 
Stephanie was helping her tidy up and also watching us as we got dressed.

   Just then Nurse Fisher entered the room again.  "Since we ran a little
late, you've missed the start of your next class." she said.  "So I wrote
each of you a tardy excuse.  You can give this to your next teacher so
there shouldn't be a problem." As soon as we were all dressed, we began to
walk out of the exam room.

   "Thank you for your cooperation gentlemen," said Nurse Fisher.  We all
kept walking and didn't acknowledge her comment in any way.

   We walked downstairs in the general direction of the gym.  Since the
next period had already started, the halls were completely empty.  We made
our way back to the gym and immediately noticed that it was completely
empty.

   "Oh, that's right," said Mark, "there no P.E.  class this period."

   "Good," said Kevin, "that way we won't have to explain what just
happened to anyone." Kevin had a good point.  I wasn't sure how much I was
going to tell the other guys in our P.E.  class.  I figured I'd just let
them find out when it was their turn.

   We walked into the boy's locker room and went to our respective lockers
to change.  Our lockers were not together.  They were all in different
parts of the locker room.  The only one that I could actually see was Kevin
who was in my row of lockers but down a few sections.  I immediately began
to get undressed, quickly stripping off my P.E.  clothes.  I was down to my
jockstrap when I turned to look at Kevin's progress.  He was just pulling
off his T-shirt and was now down to his gym shorts.  Just then he looked up
and saw that I was looking his way.

   "Hey Jim," he said, "I feel kind of dirty after all of that."

   "Yeah, I know what you mean," I replied.

   "I'm thinking about taking a quick shower to clean off, are you
interested?" he asked.

   "Sure, why not, we've got the whole place to ourselves," I replied.

   With that, I finished undressing by pulling off my jock.  Kevin did the
same and then walked down to my locker totally nude.

   "Hey guys," I yelled, "we're taking a quick shower if you want to join
us."

   "Sure, OK," we heard from the other end of the locker room.

   "Be there in a minute," Mark said.

   I followed Kevin as he walked into the shower area and turned on the
showers.  Our showers were one open room with several shower poles in the
middle of the room.  Each pole had shower heads that sprayed in all
directions.  As soon as the water was hot enough, Kevin and I got in and
took a position around the same pole, facing each other.  In less than a
minute, David and Mark entered the showers and joined us at the same pole.
We all got some soap from the dispenser on the wall and started to lather
up in the steamy shower.  I was still semi-hard, as were the rest of the
guys.  Kevin got a full handful of soap, rubbed his hands together to
create lather, and then begin to wash his cock and balls with both hands.
We all watched as washing quickly changed to stroking.  He was stroking his
cock with his right hand and fondling his balls with his left.  I was still
very horny, so I got some more soap and applied a generous handful of soap
over my cock and balls.  I began to stroke myself, moving my slippery hand
the full length of my rapidly growing shaft.  Mark quickly joined in on the
fun and began to stroke himself with his soapy hands.  David didn't join in
the fun, but he was watching the action.  And he was once again fully
erect.

   "What's wrong David?" said Kevin, "you don't want to have a little fun?"


   "Um, no, that's OK," answered David.

   "Oh come on," said Mark "you need to release some of that tension. 
We're all feeling it." With that, Mark got another handful of soap and
moved behind David.  He immediately started to rub the soap on David's
back.

   "See, doesn't that feel good?" asked Mark.

   "Sure, I guess so," answered David.  I moved closer to David and began
rubbing his hairless chest with my left hand.  I released the grip that I
had on my own cock and started rubbing my right hand lower on David's body,
just above his cock and balls.

   "How's that feel?" I asked.

   "Good," answered David.

   "Then this should feel even better," I said.  With that, my right hand
slid down to David's hairless balls and my left hand encircled his hard
cock.  Mark was still behind David and moved his hands lower.  He was now
rubbing David's cheeks with one hand and stroking himself with the other. I
slowly and deliberately began to stroke David's cock with my left hand
while I fondled his balls with my right.  David let out a soft moan.

   "Feels good doesn't it?" I asked.

   "Sure does," replied David.  David reached out toward me and placed both
of his hands around my cock.  He instinctively started stroking me with
both of his soapy hands.  I briefly turned toward Kevin to see what he was
doing.  He was watching us but didn't feel the need to join our little
party.  He was happily stroking his massive cock and fondling his balls.

   David and I continued to jack each other off while Mark was working on
David's ass with one hand and stroking himself with the other.  Mark was
now working his fingers further down David's ass crack.  As he did this,
David instinctively spread his legs apart and leaned forward just a bit. 
This allowed Mark to reach right between David's parted legs and insert his
soapy finger into David's ass.

   "Oh man," said David as he let out a soft moan.

   "You like things up your ass, don't you?" said Mark.

   Just then David's body tightened and his cock released its load in my
hands.  But David continued to stroke me, and a few seconds later I
released everything that I was holding in, shooting wave after wave of hot
sticky cum all over David's hands.  We turned to watch Mark and Kevin who
were still stroking themselves.  In less than a minute, Mark came, followed
by Kevin.

   We were all spent, and the tension of the last hour was now fully
released.  My cock was still long but very limp and my balls were loose and
hanging low.  We all got some soap and cleaned ourselves up.  In a few
short minutes we finished showering, dried ourselves and got dressed.  We
walked out of the locker room and into the hallway, heading for our next
class.  The four of us never spoke about the exams or the shower afterward
again.

   The next time I saw Stephanie was Thursday of the following week.  I was
at my hallway locker getting the books that I needed for 2nd period when
she walked up to me.

   "Hi Jim," she said.

   "Oh, hello Stephanie," I replied, a bit startled to see her.

   "Jim, tomorrow night I'm having a few of my girl friends over to my
house, and I wanted to show them what I've learned about physical
assessment so far.  I was wondering if you would be able to come over and
help us out?"

   "But how am I supposed to help you?" I replied, a bit puzzled by her
request.

   "Well, you just have to show up, we'll do the rest" she replied.

   "Oh, I see," I said, finally beginning to get the picture.

   "I promise that it will be worth your time," she said, "We'll all make
sure that you enjoy yourself." At first I was shocked by her request, but
the more I thought about it, I figured it might be fun.  I wasn't sure
exactly what she had planned for me, but she had already seen every
intimate part of my body.  What did I really have to hide?  And she
promised that I'd enjoy it.

   "OK, I'll do it," I said.

   "Great," she said, "you know where I live, right?"

   "Sure do," I replied.

   "Good, my folks are going out for dinner around 7:30 so be there around
8, OK?" she said.

   "Sure, I'll see you then," I replied.

   "Oh, one more thing" she added, "make sure you wear your jockstrap." I
just looked at her and smiled.
   
