I had taken a different job, and was told I would need to have a physical exam completed before I was allowed to start working. Someone from the H. R. department had called and left a message. The message simply told me I needed to get my physical done. They had left the address, and the arrival time for the clinic.
The appointment was for late the following afternoon at the clinic in town. I drove across town, and arrived about ten minutes early. I checked in and was told to take a seat, and someone would come out, and get me. I noticed when I sat down the waiting room was nearly empty, except for a couple people reading magazines.
I had waited about fifteen minutes before I heard my name being called. I looked up at the nurse calling my name, got up and walked over to her and told her who I was.
She introduced herself and told me to follow her. She asked why I was there? I told her for a employment physical. She then told me I would need to pee in a cup for a urine sample. She then took me back to a small restroom, and handed me a specimen cup and told me when I was done to put it in the little window.
When I was finished I stepped out into the hallway. She then took me to another small room where she checked my vision and hearing.
We finally made it to a exam room at the end of the hallway. She told me to take a seat on the exam table, and she would check my vitals. She did the whole routine, checking my blood pressure and temperature. When she was done she told me the doctor would be in, she smiled, telling me good luck as she left the room.
About ten minutes went by before there was a knock on the door. The door opened and a man walked in the room, introduced himself as the doctor. He was maybe twenty years older than myself. Very nice looking big, tall, athletic looking like he played sports, and kept himself in shape.
He asked why I was here? and I told him for a employment physical, and the company it was for. He told me that it was very good company, and I was lucky to get the job. If things work out I will have it made. I nodded my head in agreement.
He then informed me that the company requires a very thorough physical. My first thought was that I have never had a thorough physical before, only a couple of sports physicals. I then found myself becoming nervous, and excited about the idea of having a man examine me thoroughly. I sat on the exam table thinking about what was going to happen to me, not really knowing for sure what a complete physical consists of? Only what I had heard from other people talking. I could hear the doctor telling me If I do everything he asks from me, and don't complain, that I should pass the physical, and have a very good future in front of me. Then he asked me if I understood? I told him I did understand.
The doctor told me that he was glad I understood, And now he was going to start by examining my head. And then working his way down towards my feet.
The doctor began examining my scalp, then the rest of my head. My E.N.T. and so on. When he was ready to examine my chest he told me to remove my shirt. He then took his stethoscope and listened to my heart and lungs very carefully. Telling me everything so far sounds, and looks very healthy. He then told me to lay down on my back.
The doctor then began palpating my abdomen as he asked me questions about my bowel habits. He asked if I ever had black or tarry stools? if I ever had chronic diarrhea? or if I ever became constipated? I found myself becoming very embarrassed by all of these questions. No one had ever asked me about my poop, or how I poop, I could feel my face turning red. The doctor looked at me with a serious look, and told me he needed a answer to his questions. I told him no I never had black or tarry stools. And yes sometimes I do get diarrhea but not very often. And yes sometimes I can't poop. The whole time this conversation was taking place he just kept palpating my abdomen. He had unfastened my belt and his fingers were inside my underwear feeling down by my cock. This was causing me to get nervous and also a little excited. I could feel my cock starting to swell. When he was finally finished he told me to sit up,
Once I was sitting up, he told me to hop down, and stand on the floor as he pointed to a spot beside the exam table. I stood where I was told, the doctor then told me to take my pants and underwear off, that I wouldn't be needing them for a while.
Now I was completely naked standing in the middle of the exam room. The doctor then started to ask me questions about my sexual activity, and my sexuality. He asked if I was sexually active? And if I practiced safe sex? He then asked me about my sexuality if I was straight? or if I was gay? Now I was becoming more embarrassed. I told him I was sexually active, and I practiced safe sex. And no I wasn't gay. He asked me if I masterbate, I told him yes sometimes. I found myself thinking about that question, and wondered if I should tell him that sometimes when I masturbate I stick my finger up my asshole. I decided he didn't need to know that.
