"You've got to be fuckin' kidding me!" Adrian said, as he looked over what he needed to do to become a college football player. Why did being an adult seem to involve so much paperwork and effort?
Ever since he decided to work out and get in shape, his friends had been goading him into playing. He finally caved, and had been practicing the sport over the summer. He got all the paperwork he needed to sign and fill out. While most of it he could do himself, and with a little help from his mother, he also needed an updated physical on file. The last time he had gotten one was a couple years ago, his very last time with his pediatrician. Now he had to go see an internist.
After another call to Mom, Adrian decided just to go to the same doctor as her, to save time. He hoped that Dr. Harvey Buckholtz wasn't a perv. He just wanted to get the exam over and done with so that he could start playing football officially. Adrian was also concerned that he would get hard in the office, regardless of how hot Dr. Buckholtz actually was. He was gay, and he was quite the horny college student. Just the slightest touch of his dick caused Adrian to find the nearest bathroom and rub one out. What would happen in a doctor's office? He would find out in a couple days.
He was a bit nervous when he checked in and filled out the paperwork. Since it was his first time there, it was a lot, and he just finished before the nurse called out his name. Adrian stood up and followed her to one of the many rooms in the office. It was pretty much like the pediatrician's office, only the wallpaper wasn't so cute. His vitals were taken, and then the nurse asked, "Take off your shirt and pants, please."
"Wait, why?" Adrian was proud of his body, but this woman was a total stranger.
"Because the clothes that you're wearing look like they could affect the scale. And besides, the doctor will want you in your underpants anyways." Adrian noted the sexual innuendo the nurse had missed, and did what she ordered. It was a bit weird wearing only a jockstrap out in such a public place, but his height and weight was now correctly measured. He sat down on the table and waited for the doctor to come in. Another thing different from the pediatrician's office: they didn't give you a gown to wear. Adrian awkwardly sat there, covering his bulge with his hands, waiting for Dr. Buckholtz to walk in. A couple minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and the doctor entered.
"Fuck," Adrian thought. As he had feared, his doctor was fucking hot! Harvey had flowing locks of golden hair, a build that rivaled his and was surely bigger, and tight pants that left nothing to the imagination down there.
"Hello, Adrian. We've actually met before, but it was a long time ago and you probably don't remember. How is Cynthia doing?"
"My mom's, uh, doing good," Adrian replied, trying not to gawk.
