A Survey of Sexual Development
The whole thing began with an official letter which came two weeks after my twentieth birthday. It stated that I was chosen for a nationwide "Survey of Sexual Development of Young Males", and I had to undergo a medical exam on the 20th of August in the local health centre. I have never heard anything like that before but the letter made it obvious that participation in the survey was obligatory - it threatened with a heavy fine if I fail to appear on the given date or if I am not cooperating, and for the second time absentees were to be escorted to the exam by the police.
The letter contained no details about the type of examinations but a "Survey of Sexual Development" sounded absolutely dreadful. This was going to be embarrassing, probably very embarrassing, and I saw no way out of the situation. Our country was far from democratic and ever since the large epidemics of the 2020s, the institutions of public health were quite overbearing. I had no idea how to get more information about this survey, and I definitely did not say a word to my parents or to my friends at the university. Also, I saw no reason why I was chosen. I was an average looking guy without a lot of sexual experiences, although I had a few girlfriends, or to tell the truth, only one serious girlfriend in high school, a few feeble attempts at dating and one quick fling with a classmate at the uni. Not a lot to brag about but I was still young and had more than enough time to catch up with my more successful mates.
There were two things in the letter that made me especially nervous. One was an instruction to refrain from masturbation before the exam for at least two days, and the other was the name of the doctor: Liliana Erdei. A female name. But this seemed totally incredible. A female doctor was surely not entrusted with this type of survey that can be quite intimate and even unpleasant for the subjects. I still hoped that this was some kind of officialism, probably the survey was conducted by Liliana's private medical venture but obviously by a hired male doctor. I also googled her name, and found a short description about her fields of expertise and a picture. She was a 38-year-old blond woman who looked strict and prim with her round wire-frame glasses.
A week later on the given date I went to the health centre, and showed the letter to the receptionist. He instructed me to go up to the third floor, and find door 303. As I stepped out the elevator, I noticed a printout on the wall with an arrow pointing left: "Survey of Sexual Development". I followed the directions, and soon arrived to a corridor where three other guys were waiting in front of a door. I was a bit a startled because I supposed to be the only one there, and it was even more awkward that I knew one of the guys. He was my neighbour, Tomi, a guy who was two years older than me, and went to the same high school. We have never been friends, but knew each other for ages, and were sometimes even hanging out together during the long, boring weeks of the summer vacation, having a few beers and helping out each other with gardening chores or mowing the grass on the street in front of our houses.
"Hi, Bence," he greeted me. "So, you were chosen for this survey too."
"Yeah, I was. Although I don't know why or what is this about. It's strange to meet here," I said.
"True. It's fucking strange. A bit awkward," he answered.
"I thought I will be here alone today," I said.
"Me too, but it seems that we are four. Anyway, I'm Kende, nice to meet you," one of the other guys said, extending his hand.
He looked the same age as me but he was much bigger, tall and buff.
The fourth guy was obviously younger, probably not more than 18 and obviously nervous as hell. I think, we were all quite anxious but he looked really frightened, and his face was white. His name was Dani, and as we began to chat, it came out that he was still in high school.
"Do you know anything about this survey?" he asked.
"It's some kind of medical exam and a questionnaire, I suppose," Tomi said.
"Yeah, I think so," said Dani.
"My brother had it a few months ago, and I asked him," Kende told us. "He said it's fucking embarrassing. And..."
At this moment the door opened, and a nurse appeared. And she was the hottest nurse I have ever seen in my life or ever imagined, a young brunette, not more than 25, I think, with tits like peaches and the face of an angel.
"Hi, guys. I'm Betti, and I will be your help today. Did you all come for the survey, right? I'm gonna check your papers and your ID, please," she said.
Her behaviour was nice and polite, but her presence made me even more nervous. We got a female doctor and a female nurse, moreover one who was only a few years older than me, and uncomfortably attractive. If I had to take off my clothes for the exam - and this was very likely -, I definitely not wanted her anywhere near the room.
She escorted us into a waiting room with a circular table, chairs and four coat stands. There were papers and pens on the table.
"Sit down comfortably, and please fill out the questionnaire on the table," she said. βThis is a survey about sexual development, and you will see that some of the questions are very personal but please, give fully honest answers. Take your time, we are not in a hurry, and the whole exam can take a long time."
"What is this all about?" Tomi asked.
"This is a two-part exam with special emphasis on sexual development. Doctor Liliana will give you a physical, so after you finished the questionnaire, please, take off your clothes, and put them on the racks. The second part is a special test which can be a bit embarrassing for you but bear in mind that both doctor Liliana and me are medical professionals who are only doing our job. We didn't create this survey," she answered.
Betti left the room, and we remained sitting at the table staring at the questionnaires in front of us.
"Hey, bro, tell us what your brother said. What are the embarrassing parts?" Tomi turned to Kende.
"We are fucked up, man. Imagine the worst that could happen, and it will be two times that. And we are stuck with this hot chick while my brother had a gruff old doctor and a male nurse," Kende said with a deep sigh.
As we began to fill out the questionnaire, me and Dani tried to ask him again what his brother said, but he remained reluctant to go into further details.
"I don't know guys, we will soon see for ourselves," he answered.
The first questions of the survey were about my medical background and previous illnesses but they became more and more personal. There were questions about how and when I had my first sexual experiences, how many partners I had, whether I was straight, bisexual or gay, and what types of sexual behaviours I preferred.
"Whoa, they want to know everything," Tomi said with a laugh. "Have you ever experienced pain or discomfort during anal stimulation? What kind of people wrote this. Fucking perverts."
"Hey, bro, are you Ok?" Kende asked Dani who sat there motionless for a few minutes.
"I... I don't know," he answered. "Is it lame that I can't answer these questions?" Dani asked.
"Why, tell them the truth or something close to it," Kende told him.
"But I can't. I'm still a... virgin," Dani said with a low voice.
At the moment he looked so young that I wanted to hug him.
Kende slapped him on the back.
"Fuck it, bro, that's not lame. You are 18, right? This is OK."
"Should I tell them?" Dani asked.
"Yeah, why not? And you can skip the other questions," Kende told him. "And don't look at me with those innocent blue eyes," he added jokingly.
A quarter of an hour passed, and we all finished the questionnaire. I had the premonition that this was the easy part. We waited for a few minutes, and then Kende broke the silence.
"Gentlemen, you heard what the babe said. Time to change into the birthday suit."
"Yeah, I would gladly do that with her. In private," Tomi added.
"She will remain clothed during the whole time, bro. You won't."