0 comments/ 34038 views/ 1 favorites The Physical By: merovingian "Have a seat Alan, and the doctor will be in to see you," the nurse told him as he took a seat on the examination table. It was his senior year, Alan had just turned 18, moved to a new town, and in order to play for his new school's baseball team, he had to get a physical. He looked around the ordinary looking doctor's office and wondered to himself what exactly Doctor Olin looked like. His questions were answered when the door opened and a tall, hot blonde woman stepped into the room. She was wearing a lab coat that came down to her knees, and under that a white blouse that showed a lot of cleavage. "Hi Alan," she said as she moved over to the examining table. "How are you doing today?" "Okay, I guess," he managed to stutter out as he took in his lovely new doctor. What luck! Alan thought at having a physical performed such a hot, young blonde doctor. He couldn't stop his hands from shaking a little from just looking at her. With blue eyes, a pretty face, and stunning measurements of approximately 36C-26-38 by Alan's judgment, who couldn't stop their hands from shaking? He couldn't stop staring as she seemed to float around to the room, taking his blood pressure, listening to his heart beat, and taking his pulse. Her ass was firm and tight, and her breasts were full and voluptuous. His eyes never left her body and she didn't seem to notice, and if she did, she didn't mind the attention of the handsome 18 year old. He was beginning to get turned on by the beautiful woman examining him, and before long his 7" dick began to make a tent in his shorts. "Okay," she said, "I need you to lie back on the table for me...that's it. I just need to check your stomach here." When Alan lay back, he knew she could see his hard-on. It was sticking straight up in the air at the ceiling, but Doctor Olin acted as though she didn't even see it. She just continued checking his stomach and chest for any problems. She walked over to the small desk in the room and made a few more notations on her chart and took her lab coat off complaining that it was getting a little warm in the room. Underneath the coat, she had on a white blouse that allowed Alan to see the lace of her bra very clearly. She also had on a small black skirt that was probably only a few inches lower than her panties. "All done there, I need you to stand up for me now...good. Very good," she said as she bent over and began to undo his belt and the button on his pants. After she had undone his belt and pants, she hooked her finger in the side of his pants and slid them down past his knees, boxers and all. His cock was now sticking straight out at her face, but she continued to act as if nothing was happening. She took hold of his balls and said, "I need to you to turn you head and cough...good, now the other way...good." Just as Alan thought she was done and he could pull his pants up and save his embarrassment, she moved her hand up and gripped his cock! She slowly began stroking it and looked up at him. Alan was in ecstasy. Getting a hand job from his new hot young doctor on his first visit to her office. He closed his eyes and his mind reeled at the sensations he was experiencing from the young woman. He nearly shot his load when he felt something warm and wet engulf his prick. He looked down and the doctor had taken his cock between her hot, pouty lips and was slowly sucking him off. His cock was in absolute ecstasy as she manipulated his shaft with her nimble tongue. She swirled her tongue around the head and then licked his shaft up and down, over and over again. She slowly backed off and then took his balls into her mouth one at a time, slowly rolling each one with her tongue before moving to the next. After each had received a tongue bath she slipped his head back into her mouth and began to pump back and forth. All while this was happening, Doctor Olin was playing with her tits and rubbing her mound through the fabric of her panties. She was constantly moaning onto Alan’s dick in her mouth due to the immense pleasure she was inflicting upon herself. When the doctor began sucking on his dick once more, Alan reached down and placed his own hand on the doctor’s breasts and began fondling them. This freed the doctors other hand and both immediately moved down to her hot pussy which needed urgent attention. Through all of this, Alan managed to remove the doctor’s blouse and he massaged her breasts through her bra. The blowjob was starting to get to him and he felt the tingling down in his balls that foretold his coming orgasm. Doctor Olin recognized what was happening and started deep-throating him hoping to have him cum in her mouth. Alan felt his balls contract and he started spewing cum down the doctors throats for what seemed like an eternity. When he had finished cumming, the doctor rose up and pushed him back down on the examining table. As he was laying down, she unsnapped her bra and let her voluptuous breasts spring free into the open air. Alan let out a gasp as their wonderful beauty engulfed him. He reached up and began fondling her nipples on her firm and wonderful breasts. As he was feeling her up, Doctor Olin took off her skirt and panties, exposing her shaven cunt to the open air. "How did you like your blowjob?" she asked. "I like to teach teenage boys about sex. It helps them learn and have a more healthy sex life." "The blowjob was great," he replied, "but I really want to fuck you." "Of course." She climbed up onto the table and straddled his erect penis and slowly sat down on him. Alan groaned as he felt the hot, wet tunnel engulf his member like a velvet vise. It was absolutely incredible how he was feeling. She began to ride him and he reached up and massaged her tits as she bounced up and down on his rod. After the blowjob, he was so hot he didn't last long, and he felt the familiar tingling once again. "I'm cumming!" he yelled. "So am I!" the doctor screamed right back. Alan felt her pussy grip his prick like a vise and he couldn't stand it any longer. He began rapidly spasming into her hot cunt. Spurt after spurt, he came inside of her. She began her orgasms right after and fell exhausted on top of him. They lay there for a while catching their breath and fondling each other in post coitus bliss before the doctor got up and began replacing her clothes. "I'm pronouncing you in excellent health, Alan," she said as she began to make marks on his chart. "Put your clothes back on and I'll see you during your next visit." After she had finished dressing, she left to attend to her other patients. Alan shrugged, replaced his clothing, collected the form to turn in to his coach and noticed another piece of paper underneath it. It said, "Be sure to come back soon for your in-season 'performance evaluation.'" "You bet I will," Alan said to himself as he collected his things and started home. The Physical Hello Gentle Readers, It has been some time since my last submission, but something happened today that I felt needed to be shared. OK, actually I wanted to shout it from the rooftop, but discretion kept me from doing that. It has been several years since I have had an "annual" physical exam, and being now honestly middle age, it was very much due. I was not happy with my last doctor, and my wife had found a new one she liked very much. So I made an appointment and went this morning. Right away I knew why my wife liked them. The staff was friendly and courteous. And at the time of my appointment I was actually ushered into the exam room. Wow, when was the last time that happened? The nurse took my vitals and history and then left me to put on the ever so embarrassing exam gown. I had barely gotten the back tied when the doctor knocked and entered. I was surprised when the doctor entered and was a woman, as my wife had not told me that. She introduced herself as Doctor Rahil, saying she preferred to be called by her first name. Now I know you all are expecting her to be a gorgeous bombshell, but this is a true story. Though not a knock out she is attractive if a bit overweight. She was of Indian decent, but very light skinned with dark hair and eyes. I would guess her to be about 35-40 years old. Dr Rahil sat down in a chair opposite me and proceeded to talk to me about my physical history. Again, I was impressed at the amount of time she took with me. It is so rare these days to have a doctor who spends more then a few minuets with you. After about 15 minuets we went over my vitals. All looked good, but my blood pressure was high. I told her that I was taking medicine for it but my prescription had run out several months earlier and I had not gotten it refilled. She looked at me firmly and said. "Alex, you are not a young man anymore, and you need to take better care of yourself. I'm going to write you a new prescription, and I expect you to keep it filled." I assured her I would. She then asked about my family history, and a few more questions. One question caught me by surprise. She asked me if I had any erectile dysfunction. I guess she saw the look on my face and then added that with hypertension erectile dysfunction can be a tip-off to more serious matters, as it all has to do with the circulatory system. I again, assured her that I had no such problems. We then proceed to the exam, consisting of the usual thumbing, poking, looking and listening. Once she was done with that she told me there were too tests left. Now that I was in my mid forties the first would be a prostate exam. She asked if I had ever had one before. I told her I had not, and was not particularly looking forward to it, but understood it was necessary. The other test was a testicular exam. She asked if I had a problem with her doing that of if I would be more comfortable with one of her male colleges doing it. I told her it was fine if she did it, and made a joke that if someone was going to be rooting around down there I would actually prefer it to be a woman. Well, first was the prostate exam, she had me roll onto my side facing away from her and draw my knees up into my chest, telling me to just relax as best I could. The next thing I know I feel her finger pushing up deep into my rectum and pushing around a bit. It took all of 20 seconds, and honestly I don't know what the big deal is. Though not the most pleasant feeling it was hardly the horrific experience it is portrayed to be. She then went and removed her gloves and washed her hands. Returning to the exam table she told me to lie on my back. She was going to cover me with a cloth so I would not see what she was doing, but I told her not be silly. We both knew what she was going to see. She then pulled my gown up and proceeded to grasp my flaccid penis with one hand and starts to examine my scrotum with the other. OK, for those of you who have read my profile you know that although I love my wife very much, we have virtually no sex life anymore. Well, I guess the feeling of someone's hand on my cock besides my own had an effect. Before I knew it I started to get an erection. I was mortified, but what could I do? Well soon enough, I was a full attention. As I tend to do, when embarrassed, I make very poor jokes. So, rather then just ignoring the situation, like she was very professionally doing, I open my mouth and said. "See, I told you I didn't have ED." "Yes, I can very clearly see that." She replied as she continued her exam. "I'm sure you wife is very please about it." Still feeling embarrassed, I felt I needed to give her some kind of explanation for my easy arousal. So I told her about my situation with my wife and that it had been over a year since someone besides me had touched me there. She actually, stopped her exam and looked up at me. I'm not sure if she was trying to gage if I was really telling her the truth, or just some jerk who was getting his jollies. But her face softened, and she told me she was sorry to hear that. All the while she kept her hand on my now very hard cock. She then really surprised me by asking how often I masturbate. I told her usually 3 or 4 times a week, but honestly the lack of actual sex was becoming very depressing. She then told me that I should work on that because sex was a great stress reliever and would help with my blood pressure. She then told me she wanted to prove her point; if I was willing. I was confused, but with her warm hand still holding my now drooling cock what could I say but yes. With that she started to massage my cock in her hand as her other hand started to play with my balls. There was no more pretext of an exam, my doctor was now giving me a hand job, and a very good one at that. Bringing her other hand up she started pumping up and down my thick shaft with both her hands. My cock was as hard as I ever remember it and I was leaking precum more then I ever do. She brought her right hand up over the swollen head and covered it with my slickness, rolling the head and gland around in her hand as her left hand stroked firmly up and down the length of my shaft. I couldn't believe what was happening, but didn't dare say a word for fear it would stop. Soon I was at the point of no return. As she continued to manipulate the sensitive spot just under the head I exploded. My first jet shot up and landed square on my chest soaking into the paper gown. My second and third streams landing on my upper stomach and lower stomach, with the next two coming back down onto her hand that now was not moving but just gently grasping my still throbbing member. Once the moment was over, she gently released my now softening cock, handed me a tissue and went and washed her hands. I would love to say I then took her and ravished her on the exam table bringing her the same joy she had just brought me, but alas this is a true story. She then turned around with a soft satisfied smile on her face. Back in her doctor roll, she helped me sit up on the exam table, placing the blood pressure cuff back on my arm. Sure enough, it was down. "Now I still need you to take the medicine, but as you can clearly see, there are things you can do on your own to help maintain your own health." She said. She then headed for the door and told me I could get dressed. After I dressed I exited the exam room. She was standing next to the nurses station filling out some forms. I walked over to her and thanked her for her time. She smiled warmly and told me she was glad to be of service. I walked out of the doctor's office in a surreal state. I could hardly believe what had just happened. But what I also had to figure out was how I was going to tell my wife that we needed to have sex more often "on doctors orders." The Physical Therapist This is my very first story on this site. Please let me know what you think. ***** Dr. Thomas caught up with Bill in the hallway. "Hey Bill. If you're not too busy, do you think you could give my patient a quick PT consult?" Bill was the only physical therapist who worked at the medical practice. He looked down on his clipboard to see if he had any patients to see next. "Actually, I don't have to see another patient until an hour from now." Bill replied. "It looks like three of my patients cancelled on me. Yes, I can take the case." "Thanks, Bill." Dr. Thomas said, handing the patient's chart to Bill. "The patient is a 21 year old male with a hamstring pull. I just need you to show him some stretches he can do to loosen his hamstring. He's in exam room 8." "I'm on it Doc." Bill said, as he made his way to the exam room. He was relieved to have a male patient this time because most of his patients were elderly and middle aged women who constantly flirted with him. And he was even hit on by female co-workers too! Bill was a large muscular black man with a shaved head and a thick beard. Once he arrived at the exam room, he knocked on the door. "May I come in?" "Sure," a male voice shouted. Bill entered the room and closed the door behind him. The patient was sitting on the exam table; he was a young white male with short dark hair. The patient had a lean muscular build. He looked like he could have been a swimmer or a runner. "Hi, I'm Bill, your physical therapist," he said, extending his hand to the patient. The patient shook Bill's hand. "How are you feeling today?" Bill asked. "Dr. Thomas told me, I pulled my hamstring. It hurts, but not as bad as yesterday." "Okay." Bill took a minute to glance at the patient's chart. "You're name is Jake Schaffer, right?" "Yes." "I see here that you are a wrestler." "Yeah, I'm on the wrestling team at my college." "How much do you weigh?" "About 145 lbs." Bill jotted down some notes in Jake's chart. "Jake, I'm going to need you take off your pants, so I can examine your hamstring. But, you can leave on your undergarments." "That's fine." Bill drew the curtain in the exam room, so Jake could maintain his privacy while getting undressed. "Let me know when you're finished." Bill requested. Seconds later, Jake called out, "I'm done." The physical therapist opened the curtain to see that Jake was completely naked from the waist down. "You didn't have to remove your undergarments sir." Bill said. As a medical provider he was used to patients misunderstanding his words or just not following directions. "I wasn't wearing any underwear." Jake responded. Bill decided that he had to be professional and examine the patient anyway. "That's fine." Bill said. "I need you lay on your stomach." The patient turned over on his belly. "I'm going to touch you and you tell me if it hurts, okay?" Bill first touched Jake's glutes. "Does this hurt?" "No." He moved on to the back of Jakes right thigh. "Does that hurt?" "No, the pain is in my left thigh." Bill touched the patient's left thigh. "That hurts." the patient squealed in pain. "Do you have pain anywhere else?" Bill asked. "No." He moved away from Jake. "I'm finished. You can get dressed now." "Cool." Bill closed the curtain so Jake could get dressed. "Let me know when you're finished. I'm going to teach you a few stretches. Okay?" Bill was glad that the consultation went quickly. He turned facing the door. As he stood, he felt his pants being yanked down. He turned around and his pants fell to his ankles exposing his cock. It was Jake! Jake was completely naked and fully erect. Jake grabbed Bill's balls. "If you don't want me to literally bust your balls don't move!" "W-What the hell are you doing?" Bill asked. He was nervous. He didn't know what to think or do. Being hit on by patients was a usual occurrence for Bill, but he never had a patient go as far as Jake did. Bill was much larger than Jake; he could have easily shoved Jake to the ground with little effort. But, Jake firmly grasped Bill's nutsack; any movement and Jake could mash Bill's balls. "Take off your shirt!" the patient demanded. Bill complied with Jake's demand. He tossed his shirt on the ground. Seeing Bill in such a helpless position was a major turn on for Jake. He marveled at Bill's large muscular body. Jake caressed Bill's massive biceps. "You have an amazing body." Jake said. Bill didn't respond to Jake. He didn't know what was going to happen next. It was clear to Bill who was in control. Seconds later, Jake started to suck on Bill's nipples. Still maintaining his grip on Bill's nutsack, he grasped Bill's ass with his other hand. Lifting his head up from Bill's nipple, Jake said, "You have a nice ass. I like the firmness." Jake squeezed Bill's ass even tighter. He sank his fingernails into Bill's butt cheek. Bill flinched. "Easy there. I wouldn't want to bust a ball." Jake said. "Why are you so quiet?" "What do you want me to say?" Bill replied, as he cleared his throat. "I would much rather you let my balls go." "I will let them go when I'm done with you. I promise" Jake said with a smile across his face. Leaning into Bill, Jake started to kiss Bill's neck. He moved down from Bill's neck to his nipple. Bill could feel the tip of Jake's cock rubbing against his thigh. Jake took pleasure in sucking on Bill's left nipple. And with his free hand, he played with Bill's right nipple like it was a violin. He was sure not to loosen his grip on Bill's balls. That was the only thing keeping Bill from kicking Jake's ass. Jake kneeled down on the ground. "I like how your dick is nice and long." Jake said, with a smirk. "I wish my cock hung between my legs like yours does." "Please don't do this." Bill pleaded. "Do what?" Jake asked. "Jerk you off? Suck your dick? Don't you like getting your cock sucked?" "I don't...not by a patient anyway." Bill replied. "That's too bad" Jake held Bill's cock in his hand. "I like how black guys have uncut dicks." Jake said, as he peeled back Bill's foreskin. Because Bill's cock was still flaccid, Jake started to stroke Bill's shaft to get Bill hard. As Jake stroked, Bill could feel the blood rushing to his cock. When Bill finally got stiff, Jake took Bill's crown in mouth. And he ran his free hand up and down Bill's shaft. Bill moaned as Jake sucked him off. He removed his mouth from Bill's cock. "Did you enjoy that?" "Just let me go." Bill requested. "I'm not even gay...You're a patient...This is inappropriate." "Why don't you indulge a little, man?" Jake responded. "I've clenched your balls this whole time and you didn't even get mad. I was expecting you to say, 'Get your fucking hand off my balls!' But, I got nothing from you. You were calm the whole time. You didn't enjoy having your cock sucked? I don't think you realize, but I'm the one pleasuring you¬" "Without my permission." Bill interrupted. Suddenly, Jake released his grip on Bill's nutsack. "Happy now? You can do whatever you want to me." All Bill could do was stand and watch Jake with shock. He was still completely naked with his pants by his ankles. And his cock was still hard. Jake got dressed. "Aren't you gonna get dressed?" Jake asked, as he tied his sneakers. Bill just looked at Jake. The door knocked. "Who is it?" Bill called out. A female voice said. "Hi, I need this exam room for a patient." "I will be out in a moment." Bill replied. "Okay." the female voice said. It sounded like the woman was talking to her patient. "Mr. Castello, I'm going to find another room for you." Bill heard when the woman and her patient walked away from the door. "It was nice meeting you Bill. I'm sorry about what happened, man. I'm sure you weren't expecting none of this today." Jake said, with a smile as he walked past Bill. Bill grabbed Jake by his arm. "You're just going to walk out of here like nothing happened?" Jake jerked his arm from Bill's grip. Then he crouched down in a wrestler's stance and slid his arm through Bill's legs causing Bill to lose his balance and fall to the ground. As Bill tried to catch his composure, Jake wrapped one arm under Bill's armpit and another arm around Bill's neck. Next, Jake used both of his legs to grapple Bill's left leg. Bill struggled to break free of Jake's hold. "Now we're going to have some fun." Jake said, as he released Bill. He formed a fist around Bill's shaft. And he vigorously maneuvered his hand up and down Bill's shaft. Bill moaned as Jake jerked him off. He could feel the fluids building up in his cock. Bill enjoyed the hand job from Jake, but he didn't like how rough Jake was being with his cock. "You're being too rough." Bill complained. His complaint made Jake jerk Bill even harder. "A big guy like you can take it." Jake replied. "My hands are hurting jerking off your long and fat cock." Minutes later, Bill's cum exploded all over the floor. "I thought you would have lasted longer." Jake said. "Shut up." Bill snapped. Jake stood up. "Let me help you up, man." Bill grasped Jake's hand and pulled himself up. His cock was covered in cum. Jake found some napkins and cleaned Bill off. "Most sexual sadists don't clean their victims." Bill joked. "I'm not a sexual sadist. I'm just an explorer." Jake pushed his chest out. Jake helped Bill to pull his pants back up. And he even assisted Bill in putting his shirt back on. "Thanks." Bill said. Then he grabbed Jake's crotch and gripped the back of Jake's neck. "I will warn you. If you try any shit like this with me again, I'll fuck you up! Understand?" Jake nodded. "Good." Bill said, as he released Jake. "You have my address and phone number on file. If you want to do anything later, you know where find me." Jake said, trying to sound confident, but he was scared as hell. "I'll think about." Bill said, as he left the exam room. He walked down the hallway feeling good. Though Bill couldn't help, but feel a bit embarrassed that he was temporarily overpowered by a twink. However, he was cheerful that he put a little fear in Jake. His cock was still sore from the rough hand job he received from Jake. "Hey Bill" Dr. Thomas called out to Bill. "Did you get a chance to examine my patient in room 8?" "Yeah. I taught him a few stretching techniques." "I was thinking of discharging the patient from the practice. I'm sure in a few days he should be fine." "No. I think he needs a few more sessions." "Okay, Bill if you think he needs more sessions then I'll sign off on it." "Thanks." Bill said, with a wide grin on his face. "No problem, Bill" Dr. Thomas replied. "I'm going to lunch, do you want anything?" "I'm good." "See you later." The doctor walked away. If only Dr. Thomas knew what went down between Bill and Jake. For a moment, Bill considered taking Jake up on his offer. After all, Bill only got a hand job and a brief blow job from Jake. He wanted to go all the way. Is Bill going to have another encounter with Jake? Find out in the sequel, "The Physical Therapist II."