This is my first submission so let's see how it goes.
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I'm a grad student at a small university. I should have graduated by now, but I dragged my feet and worked part time jobs. The good thing about being a university student isn't paying the tuition, but the health care that comes with it. I take advantage of the student health clinic and pay the cheap co-pay whenever I can. Anyway, to help flesh everything out, I'm a short guy, 5'4" and 130 lbs, more on the slender side.
This might be a bit disgusting, but one morning, sitting on the toilet, wiping my butt, I noticed a red spot on the toilet paper. Since I'm in my 30's, paranoid thoughts of colon cancer ran through my mind and as soon as I could, I made an appointment at the health clinic for the same day.
Now the health clinic is a fairly modern and large building, two stories tall with different departments. After waiting in line, I was lead to a small office way down the hall where a chubby motherly nurse took my vitals and entered my symptoms into the computer.
"Okay, you'll be seeing Norah."
"Uh, what happened to Dr. Parker? Isn't he my primary provider?"
"Dr. Parker retired. Norah's one of our PA who's taking over his client list until we get a replacement. She'll be with you in a moment." And with that, the chubby nurse left me alone in the cubicle-sized room. I glanced around, wondering if I had enough time to peek in the drawers and cabinets. Right when I made up my mind to open a drawer, a slender woman a couple of inches taller than me, wearing a summer dress beneath a white doctor's coat, entered the room.
"Hey, I'm Norah. I'll be checking you out today." She wasn't that bad looking, blonde hair, slender figure, great legs, but her coat covered her front side. Still she was pretty enough to make me wonder if I had a shot with her or if I should even ask her out. But from her voice, she sounded more like a friend you'd hang out with than someone you'd date. Oddly enough, she didn't have that authoritative doctor-voice at all. Brief images dating her ran through my mind, but they were quickly snuffed out by the clinical feel of the room and by the gold band around her finger. I sighed internally.
She sat by the computer, reviewing the symptoms. "So there's some rectal bleeding?"
"I didn't know if it was a sign of something serious or not. So since I have health care, I figured I'd..."
"Right, it could be something harmless, but it's better to get it checked early in case it is a colon polyp, which could be a sign of colon cancer. Okay, let's get up on the examination table, lie on your side, pull your shorts and underwear down and pull your knees up to your chest."
I did as she instructed, while I heard her open some drawers and pull some things out. She handed me a sheet to cover myself and then she looked at me.
"You know what? Before we start, let me get someone in here just in case."
"Oh, I think I know what you mean, something liability issues?" I thought if our roles were reversed, a female patient and a male doctor, how a complaint of sexual assault or misconduct could be made.
"Something like that." With that, she left the room and came back with a much younger woman. "This is Jessica, one of our student interns." I glanced at Jessica, who gave me a quick customer-service-smile. She definitively looked like a typical perky undergrad girl in her early 20's, brunette hair in a pony tail, an even more perky chest poking through her t-shirt and a tight ass hugged by her capri style sweat pants that said "pink" on the butt.
Norah put on the latex gloves and put some gel on her finger. "Now just relax. You're going to feel something cold pressing through. It's just lubrication."
I felt a slippery icy finger slowly pushing through my hole. "Here we go, just relax, that's it."
"Oh, that's cold!" I could feel my cock tingle, so I kept thinking of that chubby nurse and the clinical feel of the room to keep my little pal in check.
"Okay, it seems you just got a small hemorrhoid, but let me keep checking to be sure."
She pushed a little further until I breathlessly whispered "oooOOHHhhh!"
Now that wasn't an exclamation of astonishment or surprise. It wasn't even an exclamation of pain. It was an exclamation of pleasure. An involuntary response that slipped out that I hope they didn't hear. I didn't look at them, so I guess they didn't hear it. Yet, I could feel my cock stir, so I gritted my teeth and thought about paying bills.