Mason Johnson is, as of two weeks prior to his appointment, a handsome and athletic young man of 19 years. A few weeks after his birthday he was on track to begin his first semester at the university he’d been dreaming of for years. He had his classes registered, his dorm picked out, and he was accepted into the athletics program. Except, of course, for one small issue in the admissions process. It would seem that somebody forgot to verify Mason’s health records ahead of time. Needless to say the athletics admissions official had an awkward chat with mason, and he would need to get into his GP’s office to rectify this, and get his info updated.
His normal GP was three hundred miles away, having moved only a few months ago, so clearly that was going to be an issue. ***Ok, no big deal***, Mason thought, ***I’ll just schedule with someone new and get it over with.*** So, that’s exactly what he did, he called his usual office and after an oddly long call with a particularly perky secretary, Mason had an appointment with one Dr. Harold Call. He wasn’t familiar with him, but he figured he couldn’t know every practitioner in an office he hadn’t been in for over a year.
The morning came at last. Mason went through his routine as he did every morning, including an early jog and hour-long hot shower. As he let the water roll down his body he wondered what this would be like. What even was a full physical that the secretary mentioned? ***I guess I’ll learn once I’m there*** he thought with a sigh. The water shut off, Mason stepped out the shower, dried off, and was out the door within twenty minutes. He decided to go with a university t-shirt and causal shorts for this. If the doctor needs to see his legs and arms or whatever, why not make it easy for him.
Checking in at the front desk was as simple and quick as anything could be; he was handed a form (by the same perky secretary as before, he noted to himself, as there were two others. It’s not a small office he had to remind himself.), filled out the requisite personal information, and returned it shortly. He didn’t see anything out of the ordinary on the sheet, so he figured it wouldn’t be a very long or personal exam. So he thought. After roughly half an hour waiting a medium-height brunette nurse beckoned him into the back. They walked for a minute, she took his height (5’10) and weight (172), before ushering him into Exam Room 16-A. As far as medical rooms go, this one was not unpleasant: A medical exam bed at the far end to the left, a long countertop to the right filled with instruments, swabs, a waste bin, and other assorted necessities. Once he was situated the nurse told him that Dr. Call would be there shortly and to get comfortable. With a smile she was gone.
The wait wasn’t long, much to his delight, probably only 15 minutes if he had to guess. A few soft knocks at the door preceded a man Mason was not expecting. He was a rather average looking man, six feet tall, clean shaven with short cut brown hair, and notably green eyes. He had to be in his mid 40s, at least. He was not unattractive certainly, he seemed to be in good shape and clean. He spoke in a soft but authoritative voice “Good morning Mason, my name is Dr. Call, I will be providing your physical examination. How are you?” He asked with an outstretched hand.
“I’m doing well, thank you sir” Mason replied with a shake of Dr. Call’s firm-but-gentle hand. “Your secretary was saying this is a full physical? I guess I’m a little curious what that means?” Mason chuckled. Dr. Call returned the gesture, finding the humor in it just as Mason did. “I did notice your chart was a bit lacking in some areas. It makes sense that you’re unfamiliar. Essentially I’ll just be giving everything a look and you’ll be out of here soon.” With that explanation he turned back to sit in a rolling stool by the counter, making a small series of notes.
“Wait. Do you mean.. everything?” Mason asked with an obvious concern about it.
“Oh, yes, I’m sorry I can’t keep forgetting you’ve never had this done. I’ll be checking you head to toe and everything in between. Are you nervous about that?”
“I uh..” Mason paused, surprised even at himself for being so anxious “I guess I’m just nervous. Especially if you’re looking at.. uh” Mason looked down at his feet “Wow.” Mason sighed slowly “I’m sorry doctor. I didn’t expect to get so worked up..”
Dr. Call smiled amiably “Don’t be nervous about that, Mason. And please there is absolutely no need to apologize, it’s a lot, I know. As far ***that*** exam goes, It really is very simple and quick.. if you’re worried we can get it out the way now.” He folded his hands in his lap waiting for a response.
Mason’s head quickly lifted back up to meet his new physician’s gaze “You mean.. right now? I don’t.. uh.. yeah ok, maybe we should”
Dr. Call stood up and put his hand on Mason’s knee “It’s not so bad. You’ll see.” As he started to turn around back towards the counter he said “I’ll just need you to… oh, hold on a second, ok Mason?” He shot a look back with a warm smile before leaving the room. He returned a minute later with a smallish, brightly colored box, on the side a brand name he couldn’t decipher and a large letter M. “Sorry about that. We were out of gloves, had to get another box. I didn’t know if you had a latex sensitivity so I grabbed the next best thing” Dr. Call chuckled. It was in this moment the realization hit Mason hardest. He knew what was coming but now it was right in front of him.
“Alright buddy.” Dr. Call said as he popped open the box, pulling out a pair of blue nitrile exam gloves. “I know you’re nervous but could you please remove your pants and underwear. Let’s have a look down there.” His request finished by the slow tugging of rubber against his hands. The sound was loud, occupying Mason’s ears completely. He also couldn’t help but notice how skin tight they were on Dr. Call. In his slacks, polo shirt, and now gloves, Mason began thinking how attractive Dr. Call really was. This would be bad…
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***Sorry to leave you all on a cliff hanger like this! I hope you enjoyed part 1 of my (hopefully multi-part) story. I’m still trying to learn how to, and experiment with, writing stories, and I figured I’d start by exploring my own medical fetish! (Luckily “Mason” and I have a lot of similarities haha). Any feedback would be appreciated and definitely suggestions for part 2. Thank you for reading!***
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