When I came to I was still strapped to the examination table with my legs in stirrups and my arms in restraints. I had been moved to a brightly lit room somewhere in the hospital. I looked around and tried to figure out where I was.
I was in a large classroom with stadium seating. The seating wrapped around me on three sides. I was lying naked on the examination table with my asshole pointing towards everyone who was seated in the room.
The room was full of people sitting in seats and some more standing in the isles. it was like theater in the round wih me in the center.
I was lying on the table wirh my eyes closed. I heard people discussing my penis, scrotum, and anus. And I could feel someone handling my genitals and scrotum, moving them around.
I heard my doctor's familiar voice. "See how he's still leaking pre ejaculate? He leaks even whan he's unconscious. We're going to find out why he's so aroused all the time. I want you to pull that plug out of his anus and then go ahead and shave off his pubic hair. I want him shaved so he's as smooth as a baby's bottom. Then we can run our tests."
My doctor is around 30 years old but she's wise beyond than her years. She has blonde hair and blue eyes, and is very beautiful. She had been taking care of me since I arrived in the ER early today.
Someone started pulling on the rod that was sticking out of me. The rod was attached to a football shaped plug. They shoved the plug inside me before they moved me from the ER to my current location.
The plug was quite large and I wondered how they were going be able to pull it out of my ass. It took them a lot of effort to get the plug in. It felt good to have them pulling on it and I got another erection.
I lifted my head and tried to look around. The room buzzed with conversation. The lights were so bright in the examination area that I couldn't see anything.
I thought about the fact that I was naked again in front of many strangers. It made me smile. I was thinking how comfortable I had become being naked in public. When I arrived at the ER earlier today, I never imagined I would be naked the whole time.
Someone from the classroom called out to my doctor, "He's awake Dr. Smith."
My doctor walk around from the end of the tale and said, "Finally Paul, you're awake. We were starting to worry about you."
Here's a little about me. I'm 5' 5" tall. I'm a smaller than average person. I'm 29 years old. My penis is very large for my small body and I have always been shy about showing it. I came to the ER earlier because I was masturbating and using a travel sized can of shaving cream like it was a dildo. It slipped inside my anus and got stuck.
"Hi doc." I said, "What's happened?"
She looked me in the eyes and asked, "You don't remember?"
I shook my head no.
"Hmm, you don't remember ejaculating in the hospital lobby?"
"No I don't. Did anyone see me?" I asked, as my face flushed and my heart started pounding. I was imagining myself squirting sperm across the room and people pointing and laughing at me.
Then I remembered having an accidental ejaculation earlier while Dr. Smith was removing a can of shaving cream from anus. I didn't remember ejaculating in the lobby.
"Everyone saw you. We didn't know you were gay." She said. "We were glad you were able to enjoy yourself with the man in the ER lobby."
"What?" I said. "I'm not gay... not that there's anything wrong with being gay. I've never had a homosexual experience in my life."
My doctor looked at me and smiled, and said, "Well you've had one now. I think you might be."
"What do you mean 'I had one now?' I'm really not gay." I said again.
She told me what happened in the ER waiting area. A man gave me oral sex and I enjoyed it she said. She also said I ejaculated in front of everyone there. It was quite a scene.
She looked me in the eyes and said again, "I think you might be gay. Maybe you don't know it or don't want to admit it. Have you ever fantasized about being wih a man?"
"No." I said. Actually, I had that fantasy many times.
The room was quiet. Doctor Smith continued her questioning and asked again, "Are you sure you're not gay Paul? It's ok if you secretly have thoughts about giving and receiving different types of sexual pleasure with men. Tell me the truth."
"No!" I said again. "I'm not gay."
"Well," she said. "I think you might be. And we are going to help you figure it out. I'd like to do an experiment now that we have you in our hospital learning center. You've signed our waivers agreeing to our treatment. So let us treat you."
Whoever was pulling on my anal plug gave it a hard pull. I heard a suctioning sound and felt my asshole open wide. The plug reluctantly slid out of me. It was like giving birth to a baby. It felt good to have that enormous plug out of my body.
Everyone heard the sound and I'm sure it was a spectacle seeing the huge plug pop out of my ass. Dr. Smith went to the other side of the exam table to observe. My asshole remained wide open and everyone was able to see inside my open gaping hole.
Dr. Smith slid her hand inside my asshole and then made a fist. She twisted her fist over and plunged it deep inside me. She rammed it in and out of me quickly about ten times, before pushing it in until she was up to her elbow.
I liked the way ot felt. My penis swelled and started throbbing up and down. I heard the students and nurses beyond my vision talking and laughing as they watched my body react. Pre ejaculate dripped in a clear string from my penis head and made a puddle on my stomach.
Dr. Smith looked up into the student seating area and called out, "Tom, please come down here. Andrea, please come too." She said to me, "Tom and Andrea are friends of mine from the couples therapy center downtown. I asked them to come meet you. They do a lot of sex therapy. I think they can help."
Tom and Andrea were a very attractive couple. Tom was tall, dark, muscular, and he had a gotee beard. Andrea also had dark hair, she was tall, and had a curvy body. She was beautiful with exotic lips and dark blue eyes.
They put up a small partition that held a curtain. The curtain was about 2 feet high and 2 feet across. It was draped across my chest. I couldn't see my body below my chest line. I couldn't see anything that was going on on that side of the curtain.