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 senior boys (18 years old) 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. Even though I was a senior, I still had to take P.E. I'm not sure why, but this school required physical education each and every year of high school. Anyway, 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 18 a month ago. Well, to be honest, I think I've been incredibly horny for the last few years. 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 my freshmen 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're all 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.

My freshmen year was 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.

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 called us that even when we were just freshmen boys.

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 and that all of you are 18." 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 12th grade, 18 year old boys in the county will eventually participate. Each boy will participate as they turn 18, as you four boys are. 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 wearing your gym clothes, you will be required to undress further. In fact, we called you out of your P.E. class so that you would have less clothing to remove." The silence in the room was deafening upon receipt of that little bit of information.

"OK, any questions boys?" 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, our normal underwear. They make us wear a ..."

Nurse Fisher now interrupted Kevin in mid sentence. "Oh yes, that's right. I'm aware of the physical education department rules. I know that you boys are required to wear an athletic supporter in P.E. That's what I meant by underwear. 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. 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 examined 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 false 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.