Some enjoyable moments

The following story is based on today’s events, expanded to reflect how I wished and hoped they had unfolded.

Eric, a typical 14-year-old residing in a suburban town, stands at approximately 5’11” and weighs around 170 lbs. He boasts dark hair and eyes. Over the past year, Eric’s physical transformation has been noteworthy, evolving from a boy to a young man. Experiencing a growth spurt, he has gained 10 or 15 pounds of muscle, and new hair has emerged in previously bare areas. Eric has become more attuned to the presence of girls and often finds himself pondering about them. Notably, his lean, taut, athletic physique has captured the attention of girls who appreciate his maturing body, possibly developing at a faster rate than his still boyish facial features. With his prominent dark eyes, small nose, and wide smile revealing dimples on plump cheeks, Eric exudes a youthful charm. His year-round dark complexion deepened further after spending a considerable amount of time outdoors shirtless during the summer. Excelling both academically and athletically, Eric’s amiable nature and outgoing personality have garnered him numerous friends, both male and female, though he has not yet acquired a steady girlfriend. Hailing from a loving family, Eric can be succinctly described as the Asian boy.

Last week marked Eric’s first time in the hospital. The experience was not characterized by pain but rather by embarrassment. The female doctor informed Eric that, following an examination of his penis, it was determined that he had torn his foreskin during a session of “masturbation.” As a result, she recommended a circumcision. She insists on shaving Eric’s pubic area for better hygiene, and despite that, he is advised against wearing tight underwear as briefs.

“I hope you’ve put clean underwear on this morning, Eric.”

Seated at the kitchen table, fourteen year old Eric suppressed a groan. Slowly, he chewed and swallowed the spoonful of breakfast cereal he’d just put into his mouth, ignoring his mother’s voice as she called out from the top of the stairs.

“Did you hear me, Eric ? I said I hope you’ve put on some clean boxer shorts.”

Eric took a swallow of orange juice before he answered. “Yes, mum, I put on clean underpants this morning. Just like I did yesterday, and just like I do every other day.” He spoke slowly and clearly as if answering a particularly stupid question which had been asked by a complete idiot.

As he finished speaking, his mother appeared at the kitchen door. “Don’t get clever with me, Eric,” she said, obviously irritated. “When I ask a simple question, I expect a simple answer. You’re going to have to get undressed for the doctor today and I don’t want you caught wearing dirty underwear.”

“Mum, you know I put on clean underwear every day,” Matt replied, making an effort to hide is own irritation and sound polite.

“I just wanted to be sure,” said his mother. “I still think it would be a good idea if I were there for your examination.”

I felt my heart pounding and my mouth drying up. I couldn’t forget the last time I went to the doctor. I had to take off everything except my underpants and let him examine me while my mom was there. It was so humiliating. And then he lowered my underpants to look at my balls and my foreskin, and she saw everything. I wished I could disappear. I was fourteen, I had grown hair and all; I hated the idea of her seeing me naked. It made me feel sick and sweaty.

I feel a surge of anxiety as my mom and I arrive at the medical building. I follow the instructions and go straight to the waiting room, where I sit down and try to calm myself. I wait for what seems like an eternity, feeling the nervous flutter in my stomach. It’s not a big deal, I keep repeating to myself. It’s just a routine check-up, nothing to worry about. But no matter how much I rationalize, I can’t shake off the uneasy feeling. Finally, after twenty minutes, a young female nurse opens the door and calls me into the room.

I follow the nurse through the door and gasp when I see the pile of clothes on the chair. The first thing I notice is a pair of underwear. I feel a knot in my stomach. The nurse says, “The doctor is running a bit late. He’s with another patient right now.” I look up and see man sitting on the bed, facing me. He’s about over 30s. He sees my shocked expression and blushes. He quickly covers himself with his hands. The other person in the room was a middle aged man in a dark suit, standing next to the bed, I assumed must be the doctor.

The room wasn’t exactly large and was arranged so that the bed stood with it’s top end against the wall, allowing access to both sides. The doctor was working on the opposite side of the bed to where I was standing, this meant that I had an unobstructed, close-up view of the man who was being examined.

The man lay on the bed, flat on his back, with his arms at his sides. This meant that his cock, which was still fully hard, lay on his flat stomach. Try as he might to look at other things, I found his eyes drawn towards that hard organ. I was fascinated by the way it would twitch and jerk up off the boy’s stomach for a second before falling back down again. With a start, I noticed the stirrings in his own groin and knew that he was about to get a boner of his own. I tried to think of other things; there was poster on the wall, something about eating healthily, but somehow it didn’t take my mind off the problem.

The Doctor take hold of the head of man’s twitching erection. His cock was long, easily twice as long as mine, and thick, almost the diameter of a soft drink can. Like me he was uncircumcised. The man on the bed gave a soft involuntary gasp as his foreskin was pulled fully down to reveal the purple crown beneath. As I watched the doctor gently squeeze man’s swollen glans between his fingers, I felt my own penis stiffen and rise up to full hardness. I felt blood rush to my face and my cheeks begin to burn with shame.

“Turn over onto your side, please, facing away from me and pull your knees right up to your stomach,“ said the doctor. As the man rolled over the doctor proceeded to pull on a disposable glove and squeeze some sort of gel onto one of the fingers.

With his knees raised and his legs spread apart, I now had a more intimate view of him. Not only could I see his full package I now also had a glimpse of his puckered little hole, which was pink and now also quite visible. I began to have a sinking feeling, knowing that I would soon be put in the same embarrassing position? I assumed (and hoped) that he was only performing an external exam of his anus and wasn’t actually penetrating him?

Then I couldn’t believe what I was watching. Even though I couldn’t see exactly where the doctor pushed his finger, it didn’t take much imagination to work it out, especially considering the way man had screwed his eyes shut and was breathing heavily. Throughout the examination, the female nurse was standing in front of me and closely watching everything.

The doctor now checked man for a hernia, asking him to cough several times. Once he was finished with this part of the exam, the doctor stood up and walked behind Mike. I now had a completely unobstructed view of man’s nude body again as he faced me. The female nurse remained where she was in front of man. It seemed that she wanted to enjoy the show from the front rather than watch the remainder of the doctor’s exam from behind. I just couldn’t look away, too. I felt compelled to continue watching.

“You’re done,” the doctor announced. “No problems, nothing to worry about. You can go and get dressed now.” Doctor quickly wiped man’s arse with a paper towel, then stripped off the glove, tossing it into a bin before turning away to wash his hands in the sink. Self-consciously, the man climbed up off the bed, his erection standing straight up in front of him. Pulling a face, he briefly wriggled his hips as if to rid himself of the feeling of the doctor’s digit in his arse hole, then quickly disappeared out of the door in search of his clothes.