Embarrassing Group Sports Exam

A Thorough Group Exam At University Medical Services

All characters in this story are over 18, and any names and places are purely fictional.

It was going to be an easy day. Get up, have a light breakfast, take a quick five-mile bicycle ride along my usual riverfront route, shower, and head for my required university post-season medical exam. I was a senior, so I had to complete the medical exam before graduation.

I was scheduled for this exam with the men's swim team last Thursday, but I had a job interview that I couldn't postpone. So, today was the makeup day.

I'm Devin, six feet tall, 22 years old, 180 pounds, and fit. I've been on the swim and bicycle teams for the past four years. We had to go through medicals each year prior to the season. This year, the university started post-season exams because of several claims of sports injuries during the various seasons.

After completing the cycle course, I showered at the gym and went to medical services to sign in. Since I didn't have street clothes with me, I donned a clean jockstrap and black spandex shorts, which I kept in my locker.

I checked in at the reception desk with a cute, perky female student employee. I was told to enter the sizeable adjoining room and wait to be called. I entered and approached the sign-in table.

Uh-oh! Usually, the males and females are scheduled on separate days, but I missed the last men's day. Today would be different because the university health staff was running the girls' swim and volleyball teams through their exams. I was going to be the only male going through here today, which made me a little nervous!

The girl at the sign-in table wore a tag identifying her as "Debbie, Volunteer". She found my name on the list, smiled, and told me to go to the first station.

The room was divided into several numbered partitions bordered by white sheets as separators. The only thing I fixated on was that the front of each partition was only half covered, allowing anyone walking by to see what was taking place inside. I thought Debbie could see inside from her table, too. But, how bad could it be?

When I entered the cubicle, I was joined by a girls' swim team member who looked surprised to see me. She was wearing her blue one-piece swimsuit and shower sandals. We said hi, but otherwise, we stood there nervously waiting for directions.

A young woman came in. She was holding a clipboard and wearing a hip-length white smock with a name tag that read "Jen, Student Nurse." She looked at me for a few seconds, registering me as a male among the other females. Maybe she recognized me from some previous classes? She smiled and said, "Let's get started."

Jen handed us each a standard hospital gown; as always, they were too short. We both held the gowns and looked around for a place to change, but we were in a sheet-bounded cubicle with nowhere to go.

Jen saw our confusion. "Sorry, there's nowhere else to change, so you'll have to make do in here like everyone else. Leave your underpants on for now, but everything else has to come off," she said.

The girl and I looked at each other and nodded, knowing we were in the same boat here. I removed my running shoes and socks and hooked my thumbs in my waistband. I turned and watched the girl push the bathing suit straps over her shoulders and slip her arms out. Each of us was trying not to be the first to bare ourselves.

I peeled my spandex shorts down to mid-thigh. I hesitated, because it became clear to me that I was almost naked. I looked over at her and saw her release her top, popping out two beautiful orange-size breasts. Her nipples were dark brown and were beginning to rise. She wasn't happy about this.

She was looking right at my bare ass cheeks, framed by the back jock straps to the rear, going from the waistband down underneath each cheek and disappearing between my legs. I had no choice but to bend over to get my shorts off, which gave her a full view of my spread bottom crack.

When I stood up, I had to face her, with the jock covering the bulge growing between my legs. She didn't want to do it, but she quickly peeled down the rest of her bathing suit and tried to escape it quickly. Not surprisingly, she had nothing else on underneath. I got quick glimpses of her taut ass cheeks and her smoothly shaven pussy.

We both rushed to put on the exam gowns. Hers was a bit longer than mine, but there was no way I would ask her to exchange gowns. Due to mutual embarrassment, her cheeks were rosier now, as were mine.

I could not get out of my mind the fact that she was completely naked under her short gown, and this stimulated my cock to swell. That was the last thing I needed to happen here today in a room full of girls.

Jen returned with her clipboard and once again verified our identities. Satisfied with our exam gowns, she told us to follow her to the next station. I don't know about the girl with me, but my gown was not snug in the back, and I could feel the cool room air wafting over my exposed bottom. I'm sure she and the other girls behind me were checking out my taut buns.

At the second station, the girl was told to sit on the exam table while another student nurse took her vitals and examined her nose, ears, and mouth. For her heartbeat and respiratory checks, the nurse lowered her gown top down to her lap, exposing her pretty tits with pink nipples.

"Can't he wait outside until we're done with this?" she pleaded.

"No, I have to keep an eye on both of you. This will only take a minute, just relax," the nurse replied.

The girl would not make eye contact with me while the nurse moved the stethoscope around her chest and back. Staring at her hardening nipples was just making my cock strain against my jockstrap, which I hoped no one would notice. After completing those tasks, she was told to proceed to the next station.

I was finally alone without female supervision except for the nurse, as Jen had gone back to the first station to greet new arrivals. The nurse completed the same checks on me sitting there in only my jockstrap, and escorted me to the next station. I knew another group of girls was behind me, whispering excitedly, probably about a boy being here. My nurse handed over my file to the new nurse there and left.

The new nurse explained that this was the anatomy and flexibility station, and I would be required to do certain exercises and assume different positions.

While the nurse looked over my chart, another girl came in wearing khaki pants and a red t-shirt, sporting a name tag reading "Allison, Volunteer." She was about 5'5", 120 pounds, athletic build, dirty blonde shoulder-length hair pulled back into a ponytail, and what I figured to be a 32" bust. I noticed all this because I had already been aroused and was now on high alert.

Allison smiled pleasantly and announced that she would escort me through the rest of the stations. I smiled back and said thank you. Why did I say THAT, of all things?

The nurse greeted Allison and asked, "Hi, Allison, are you new to this program?"

"Yes, this is my first day," Allison replied. "I'm a freshman this year, and I hope I'll be involved in sports physicals for the next few years."

"How is it going so far?" the nurse queried.

"Pretty well. I've escorted only two girls this morning, and it's been interesting. I'm learning a lot about physical exams."

"Too bad you weren't here last week when a couple of boys' teams came through. You would have been exposed to much more. But you have Devin here, so you'll pick up some added experience today," the nurse offered with a grin.

The nurse herself was cute and dressed in blue scrubs. She was about 30 and the same height and weight as Allison. Her scrubs were a little loose, but her breasts looked like maybe 36 inches, and her legs and butt were slender. Her top was open just enough to see some tan cleavage.

I stood there with my bare butt hanging out, wondering how much Allison was going to learn today. After all, she's just escorting me, right?

The nurse finished her review of my records and got down to business.

"The first thing we need is 360-degree photos of you, Devin. I don't know if there are any pictures of you from your first exam to compare, but at least we'll have some of your exams today to document the lack of injuries," she said.

I said OK, just wanting to move this along. I had never been photographed for the records, so this was new. I hoped it would be quick and straightforward.

The nurse asked Allison if she had done the photos with her last two female subjects, and Allison replied no, but she had observed them being taken.

The nurse placed a 35 mm SLR digital camera with a tripod facing the rear part of the cubicle, on which was a height scale. She told me to stand with my back against the measurement marks so my height would be recorded. It was easy enough.

The nurse said to Allison, "You know the procedure, so prepare him, and we'll take photos the same way we took the girls. If you have any questions, let me know." Allison nodded her understanding.

The nurse turned away to make some notations, and Allison began her procedures. Smiling now, but a bit hesitant.

"Turn just a little away from me so I can untie your gown," she said. I began to protest that it wasn't necessary, but her voice turned firm.

"Devin, this is the standard procedure, and I insist you comply. Your protesting is wasting time. I'm sure the nurse will discipline you if you give us any trouble," she said. The nurse looked over with a stern look, so I knew she was ready for that possibility.

I turned as instructed, and my gown fell at my feet, leaving me standing there in my bulging jockstrap. Allison looked me up and down and said, "That won't do. I'm going to pull your jockstrap down, and I want you to step out of it."

My nerves started jangling, and my vision became hazy. Immediately, Allison stepped in front of me and put her fingers inside the front of my jock above my pelvis. She pulled the waistband outward and around my hardening cock, releasing my bobbing cock right in front of her. She pulled it down to my ankles and told me to step out of it.

I wanted something to steady myself on as I was woozy with a mixture of fear, embarrassment, and a strange arousal all going on at once.

"Now, get on the scale," she said. The problem was that the scale was facing the cubicle opening, and so was I. I silently prayed that no one would walk by right then.

Her body brushed me several times while I was standing nude on the scale, and then she told me to step off.

Once she placed my jock in the bag with the rest of my clothing, she stood in front of me. "Spread your feet apart onto the yellow marks on the floor."

Being on the swim team, I had shaved my entire body, including my groin, perineum and anal area. Now, I didn't even have a single hair to hide behind.

I spread my legs as ordered, feeling the circulating room air between my legs and rising between my ass cheeks. I had never been this self-conscious in my life.

The nurse looked over and smiled. "Well, Allison, your photography will be easier because he has no hair," she said. "Continue while I finish up my preliminary notes."

Allison readied the camera and told me to place my arms at my sides and keep my chin up. She focused the lens, followed by a flash. Then she told me to place my arms out horizontally to the sides, and she took another photo. The same procedure was done with my hands on my head.

She told me to turn to my right, hands on my head. I became uncomfortably aware that my swollen cock was now in full profile, and there was nothing I could do to hide it. Another click and a flash. The following photo was turned to my left side. The engorged dark head of my cock was on display, and now a permanent record was being made of it.

Just when I thought she might be finished, she told me to turn and face the rear of the partition, replacing my feet on the yellow marks with my hands still on my head. Click, flash, and she had captured my entire naked back and buttocks.

She told me to relax and took the camera over to the nurse to review the photos. The nurse said that they were good, but there was some shadowing in the cleft of my buttocks. She told her to hang on for one second. The nurse paged through my file and pointed out something to Allison.

"He's not only a swimmer, he's a cyclist. Cyclists sit on those thin hard seats, and that's known to harm their prostates. The protocol requires that we're going to have to take a few more pictures of his groin, perineum, and anal areas for the record," the nurse told her.

Rather than being disappointed that her photos weren't good enough, Allison seemed happy that she needed to take more photos. Her facial expression said it all.

"Here, let me help you since it will be hard to do it yourself," she said to Allison. "I'll take the photos. Just place him in the positions I tell you."

The nurse was adjusting the camera while Allison was by my side, close enough that I could smell her hair. It had a lovely fragrance, which wasn't helping me control myself.

"Face me and spread your legs," she said. "Put your hands on your head." I did that, and Allison adjusted my legs slightly to get my feet precisely on the marks. She put one hand on my butt and one on my lower abdomen to make sure I was standing straight. "Now stand clear while I get a closeup of his groin area."

There was no way I could make my hard-on go down, no matter how I tried to distract myself. I saw the camera tilt down slightly and knew the nurse was getting my rigid cock and balls in a tight frame. A click and a flash, and it was done.

I heard voices approaching from outside the cube, and four girls walked by slowly. Their chatting stopped abruptly when they glanced over and saw me inside. Their expressions varied between grins and open-mouthed surprise. I saw that their exam gowns were open in the back, showing some lovely asses, but that view disappeared when they turned to face me.

One of the girls covered her mouth to hide her surprise, and another, the blonde, smiled and gave me a little finger wave. She was definitely not waving to Allison. I was frozen. Could this even get any worse?

I moved to cover my cock and balls, but the nurse told Allison what to do next, so Allison pulled my hands away.

"Take his penis by the head and hold it up against his belly," she said. Allison's warm fingers on my cock almost set me off. The next positions were Allison holding my cock to the right, then to the left. The nurse told her to hold my cock up again and with her other hand, lift my balls up so the underside was clear for the camera. "OK, just a few more shots, and we'll have what we need."

The nurse told me to turn around and keep my feet on the yellow marks. She instructed me to bend over and touch my toes. She lowered the camera to be even with my ass cheeks, then took the photo.

"Hold that position. Now reach back, spread your cheeks, and hold it," she told me. I was a bit off-balance doing that, so Allison eagerly stepped in to help. I was not surprised.

Allison told me to bend over and touch my toes again. She placed her hands flat on my ass cheeks, then pulled them apart until I could feel my anus spreading. Even without being able to see, I knew exactly the view they had set me up for.

"Good. I got a nice closeup of his anus, perineum, and the back of his scrotum all in one shot. No shadows this time," the nurse reported.

"You can stand up now, Devin."

Those damned girls were still there watching! They saw everything! I felt like my face couldn't be any redder, and Allison and the nurse saw that. The nurse followed my gaze and looked at the gawking young ladies.

"Isn't there somewhere you ladies have to be?" she asked. The gaggle looked sheepish and reluctantly walked away, once more giving me a glimpse of their backsides.

"All we have left are simple bends and stretches to check for joint problems and muscular irregularities," the nurse said.

"How about I do some jumping jacks," I suggested. "That should show I'm OK, and we can move on."

The nurse looked at Allison and nodded. "OK, go ahead," she said.

"Can I put my jock back on while I do those?" I pleaded.

"No, that's not possible. The exercises have to be done naked while we observe."

Why did I ever volunteer to do jumping jacks without considering what that might entail?

I closed my eyes and began. Legs spread, arms up, my cock slapping my balls every time I jumped. My cock and balls bounced up and down freely with every jump. The women stood right in front of me, watching every jiggle and bounce with interest. When I got to ten, the nurse said that was enough.

"Now that you've had your fun, we'll get to the few real exercises on the list," she said.

"You mean jumping jacks aren't required?" I asked with a sinking feeling.

"No, they're not. But you were determined to do them anyway, so I let you go ahead."

What an idiot I was. I volunteered for a most humiliating demonstration when it wasn't even necessary. I was not thinking clearly, with my self-consciousness and humiliation overriding my rational brain. I just want to get this whole thing over with.

The nurse told Allison to make me face the back wall and place my feet on the yellow marks. Allison bent me over with her left hand on my upper back and her right hand on my pubic mound and told me to rest my hands on my knees.

The nurse got close behind me and pressed into my bare butt with her warm thighs. She began running the fingers of both hands up and down my spine to look for deviations and other abnormalities.

I was told to stand up and face her. "Assume the front-leaning rest position. I want you to do ten pushups properly, with your chest touching the floor each time," she instructed.

I assumed the position and was ready to begin when she gave Allison another instruction.

"Put your hand palm up right below his genitals. When he lowers himself, keep your hand there to keep his penis off the floor. Follow him up each time, pressing it against his abdomen so it doesn't come loose," she said. "It should be easy to control since he's pretty hard right now."

I couldn't believe this, but I was powerless to stop it without halting the entire process. I went through the pushups as quickly as I could, hitting ten, with Allison dutifully holding my cock up against my abdomen.

"One more exercise, and then we're done," the nurse said. "I want you to do ten squats. Keep your thighs parallel to the floor, and don't go any lower."

Allison told me to put my feet back on the yellow marks.

"Allison, stand behind him and put your hands palm up level with his knees. He should stop every time his butt touches your hands," she said.

When Allison was in position, the nurse told me to begin. I squatted down with my knees spread, every squat causing me to feel Allison's warm hands on my bare bottom. I swear, a few times, she shifted her hands, and I could feel my balls sinking into her palms.

Thankfully, I completed all ten without hesitation and stood still.

"OK, Devin. Let me just make a few notes on your chart, and Allison can escort you to the final station," she told me. That's good, I thought. This is finally coming to an end. I was hoping my hard-on would subside for the rest of the time.

The nurse had just handed my chart to Allison when a girl wearing a very short pink and white exam gown appeared and began to enter the enclosure. She saw me and stopped short to let us exit.

I told Allison to hand me my gown; she just told me the next station was next door, and I wouldn't need it there anyway. I tried to cover my groin, but Allison took my right arm and led me past the waiting girl, who was paying close attention to me and my groin. As we passed her, I could feel her eyes burning into my bare buns.