Nathan was a squarely built, well-muscled 18 year-old football player from Jennings, a small southern town in northern Florida near the Georgia border. He played both tight-end and linebacker on his high school team, and was being recruited by several colleges for his defensive skills by several regional teams.
Nathan had only grown into his relatively impressive frame in the last couple of years. Prior to his growth spurt he'd been a homely, scrawny youth. He lacked the confidence and attitude of many boys his age that had less going for them. In truth, he was a rather bashful young man.
To compound his bad luck, his rather small high school had more than twice as many boys in his class than girls, and he'd long since been out-competed by the more confident boys for the affection of the two or three girls who even bothered to acknowledge his existence.
On his last visit to CFS, he was coming out of a shower after a workout and one the player coaches pulled him aside.
"Hey man, I think if you decide to come here you'd be the kinda guy that can make some money with a special program. It's only done at CFS, and the right guys can make big bucks and it's all legit with the NCAA. One of the Profs runs it, but you have to try out."
"Sounds too good to be true. What do I have to do?"
"Man, I can't tell you, it's some kind of super-secret that you can only know if you are accepted. But if you get in, it's like a dream. Seriously. Check it out...it can't hurt. You can always say no if it's not your thing."
Nathan called contact number. The lady who answered said she was a nurse, and she had all kinds of medical instructions for the young man that she said he had to follow strictly if he wanted a chance to get into the very exclusive program. The one that sounded most strange to Nathan was that he was absolutely prohibited from ejaculating for two whole days before his appointment. He could have sex (he didn't let the nurse know that he was still a virgin) and he could masturbate, but he couldn't let himself ejaculate. She told him it was critical that he not tamper with his hormone balance before the tests or he would probably fail, and if he did there wouldn't be a second chance.
He was given the choice of an early morning or late afternoon appointment, before or after the clinic was open. She told him this was because they saw a lot of flu patients this time of year, and didn't want to risk him getting sick. Nathan took the morning appointment. He didn't explain this to the nurse, but never been able to go more than a full day without whacking off...he usually masturbated two or three times a day at least, and he wanted to get whatever was going to happen done as soon as possible so he could relieve the pressure sooner.
On the morning of his appointment, Nathan was greeted at the lab by a very attractive, young Hispanic nurse who introduced herself as Angela. She was wearing green hospital scrubs and white nurse's shoes, with her dark, wavy hair pulled back in a tight bun. From what he could tell of her shape under the scrubs, she had large breasts and curvy hips.
Angela led Nathan back into an exam room. "Strip down to your socks and underwear...you are wearing underwear, aren't you?" Nathan nodded. "Good. Strip down and put your clothes over there on the counter, shoes on the floor. I'll be back in a minute and we can get started."
He quickly stripped down to his jock strap, which was the only clean underwear remaining for this trip. He wished he'd had some briefs left, he didn't realize that the nurse was going to see him almost naked. Nathan was used to being naked around guys in a locker room, but not around women. The thought was starting to get him excited, and as he started to get hard, he got more excited that the nurse was going to notice his growing boner.
The nurse gave a perfunctory knock at the door and opened it before Nathan could even respond. She looked him up and down with a slight smirk on her face. "Very good. You appear to be ready. Follow me."
She stepped out of the exam room and turned down the hall, walking briskly past several empty examination rooms until they reached a nurses station. There was no one else at the station, and she motioned for him to step up on the scale, turning his back and conspicuously naked ass framed by the thin straps of the jock to the rest of the room.
"Put your hands at your side, you're jiggling the scale." As Nurse Angela slowly adjusted the weights on the scale to get an accurate reading, Nathan heard the noise of a door opening behind him.
"Oh my, Angela, what have we here?" another woman's voice said excitedly. He turned his head to look and Angela shot him a withering glance.
"Hold still! Now I have to start over." Nathan stared straight at the wall in front of him and Nurse Angela turned her attention back to the weights, while speaking over his shoulder to the new entrant. "Dr. Murphy wanted me to test him for possible entry into the program, Jenn."
"Nice! I hope he makes it. From what I can see he'd be a great addition. He has superb ...muscle tone from this angle. Don't you agree, Barbara?"
"Very nice tone, balance and a lovely firm shape, Jenn. He'd make a great addition to the study."
Nathan had already begun to blush just from the realization that there was another woman in the room. Now his whole body turned beet red at the thought that these two women whom he couldn't see were staring at his naked ass. Even though he was deeply embarrassed, he was also beginning to be deeply aroused, and he could feel his cock start to thicken even further in his jock. He tried to think about something else, distract himself, but the sense of women's eyes on his naked rear just grew stronger, and as it did, so did his erection.
Nurse Angela looked down at her patient's growing "problem" and smiled. "Ladies, please. Can't you see you are embarrassing the poor boy? You're making it very hard...to complete my work."
"Sorry, Angie, let Barbara and I know if you need a hand or two with your examination, okay?"
Nurse Angela looked down and saw that the bulge in Nathan's jock had grown so prominent that it started to lift the mesh fabric of the jock strap pouch. The other nurses were right, young Nathan looked to be an excellent candidate for Dr. Murphy's program. The nurse took Nathan's height measurement and had him step back off the scale.
"Nathan, I need to do a quick balance test. Lace your fingers together and put your hands on the back of your head. Yes, just like that." Nathan looked down to see the Nurse gazing directly at his semi-hard cock. Just the knowledge that she was looking at him—and that the expanding mesh of the material gave her a pretty good view of his long, thick member and his large, heavy balls—was enough to give him a complete hard-on in just the few seconds before she spoke again.
Nurse Angela smiled, "Close your eyes and tilt your head backward as far as you can without arching your back. There, that's good. Now without looking down or opening your eyes, turn a complete circle and face me again."
He did as he was told, hearing some whispering at first from the two ladies behind him. As he slowly spun about, being careful not to fall, and was facing directly toward them he heard a gasp and a giggle. He knew the two other ladies were starting straight at his hard-on, barely concealed in his jock strap, and while a second earlier he would have said his cock couldn't have gotten any harder, it got harder still at that moment. Even against the tight confines of the mesh he felt it start to lift away from his balls, straining toward horizontal.
As he completed the 360 he heard Angela's voice again "Keep your hands behind your head but you may straighten up and open your eyes." Nathan did as he was told and opened his eyes to see the young Hispanic nurse starting directly at his stiff member, which would have been bouncing and throbbing directly at her except for the thin layer of elastic fabric holding it back. She spoke to him without looking up. It was as though she was talking to his dick. "See? You ended up right on target. Good job!"
"Walk down back down to the exam room and step up on the stool behind the privacy screen. I'll be there to take a few measurements to determine your suitability, so don't touch anything, including yourself, until I get there."
The young athlete tried to catch a glimpse of the other two ladies as he turned to walk down the hall, but they weren't standing anywhere he could see in a quick, furtive glance. As he walked, the combination of the motion of his strides and the pressure of his massive erection loosened the pouch of the jock, allowing his cock to stand straight out in front of him.
