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THE  EXAM


    "Next!" I called out to the other room where they
all were waiting. Shortly thereafter, in walked my next
patient.  A cute, black-haired eleven-year-old boy, clad
only in his underpants and T-shirt.  He stood there in
front of me, fidgeting a little and rocking back and
forth.


    This is one of the best parts of my job - giving
physical exams to all the 6th grade kids.  What man of
my interests wouldn't drool over the chance to view and
touch the 'privates' of dozens of almost-pubescent kids,
without having to worry about some over-protective
parent or official spoiling the fun!  It is so great to
check out a healthy young body on the verge of
adolecense.  I would not give it up for the world!


    Taking my eyes off this young beauty with much
difficulty, I quickly consulted  my records.


    "You are Brian Meyer?" I asked, looking up into his
wide green eyes.


    Brain nodded his head shyly and whispered "Uh-Huh."


    "There's nothing to be worried about Brian" I said
in my most encouraging tone, "We're just going to check
you over real quick here.  It won't take long, and I
promise you - no needles."


    The boy smiled and seemed to relax a little more
now.  I started with the top of him, and check his mouth
ears, eyes, and all the boring stuff.  He certainly was
a healthy kid.  No problems at all.  I went through the
standard questions, even getting him to laugh once or
twice.  Then it was time to listen to his chest.  I
lifted his shirt, exposing his smooth white chest.  He
shiverred a little when I placed the cold stethoscope
against his soft warm flesh.  The boy had a good,
healthy set of lungs, as well as a very strong heart.


    At last the time had come for the good stuff!
Putting away my stethoscope, I again positioned him in
front of me.  My eyes stole a quick glance at the small,
golfball sized lump in the front of his briefs.  Leaving
his shirt raised, I told him to lower his underpants.  I
get different reactions all the time at this point.
Brain seemed to know that this was coming, and dutifully
slipped his fingers in the sides of his briefs and
tugged them down just below his crotch.  His boyish
member, now released from the tight
confinement, bounced a couple times, then came to a
stop, dangling between his legs like a small finger.
His pink scrotum was tightly contracted, hugging his
balls to his smooth and hairless groin.  I feasted on
his charms for only a second or so before reaching over
and sliding his briefs down to his knees.


    "There we go, that's a good boy." I said,
swallowing hard.


    I looked up at Brian's face again, and saw his
expression of slight embarrassment, as he stood there
with his body exposed to my eyes.  I smiled as
reassuringly as I could, then proceeded with the
examination.  Putting my hand next to his beautiful
little member, I quickly performed the check for a
hernia (one of the greatest tests ever invented!)  It
was really hard pulling my hand away from his body, but
all good things must come to an end.


    Brian reached down to pull his undies back up but
stopped in mid-tug when I said.


    "Hold on a second, kid.  We're not done yet."


    Shooting me a look of confusion, he stood straight
up again, leaving his briefs half mast.


    "I need to take your temperature...for the records,
you understand."


    I didn't have to be a mind reader to know what the
boy was thinking at that moment!  I'm sure he hadn't had
his temperature taken rectally for years.  I saw it all
in his eyes as he stood before me with his mouth half
open.


    "Yes, that's right, Brian.  It's going to be
rectal."


    "In...in...my...butt?" was all he said.


    "Come on now, it's not so bad, I'm sure you've had
it taken this way before."


    I pulled the thermometer from my shirt pocket, and
began to shake it down.  Brian's eyes were wide, and
starting directly at the glass rod in my hand.  Glancing
at the thermometer, I turned to the cabinet and
lubricated it well with K-Y.  I turned back again to
Brian and told him to turn around, bend forward a
little, and put his hands on the exam table.  He did
like he was told, like a good little boy, but I knew he
was not very happy about it. As he turned his small
boyish hind-end toward me, I pushed him forward, and
down a little, and told him to spread his legs a bit.  I
then gently put my hand on his soft rump and spread his cheeks.  
He was shaking a bit, and very embarrassed at my probing of his
young behind.  I located his small, puckered anus, and
gently slid the thermometer into him.  He jerked a
little, then seemed to accept the intrusion of the cold
instrument into his body.


    "That's it, Brian, " I said as I finished the
insertion "You're doing just fine.  You see, it's not so
bad."  I then moved my hands away from him, and patted
him gently on the back.  "It'll just be in there for a
few minuets, that's all."


    I saw the boy nod his head.  I quickly reached down
and adjusted my now VERY hard tool, and then sat back.
I made a few notes, glanced over at the boy and asked.


    "How 'we doing, Brian"


    "Oh...OK" Came the quiet reply.  I looked at the
young boy standing there before me.  The end of the
thermometer just visible between the cheeks of his small
ass.  He was still shivering slightly once in a while,
but on the whole seemed to be taking it rather well.


    I glanced back at my notes one more time, and saw
something I had not been aware of.  Brian's mother had
consented for him to be part of the special Government
project I had been working on.  This was almost too good
to be true!  I don't know why I had not noticed it
earlier.  Brian was going to have a good time today!


    'Almost time' I thought to myself as I walked over
to him.  I put my hand down and cradled his rump, the
thermometer between my fingers.  The baby-soft flesh of
his boy-ass yielded slightly in my hand.  I felt him
tense up a bit, and then gave him a reassuring squeeze.
"You're doing really well." I reassured him.  I then
grasped the instrument and pulled it from his anus.


    Brian stood up and watched me as I read it, and
entered the reading into my notes.  When I turned back
to him, glanced between his legs again, and noticed
that, as I had expected, his small cock had become
slightly erect , and was now sticking out a bit from his
body.


    "I see you liked having your temperature taken" I
said, indicating the condition of his member.  He
blushed, and moved his hands to cover up.


    I laughed a little, and said; "Don't worry, that
happens a lot to boys your age.  You should know that.
Haven't they taught you about that in school?


    Brian nodded, still covering up, and said; "Yea,
they did.  But it still seems kinda weird.  Can I pull
my pants up now?"


    "Not yet.  There are a few more things that have to
be done, since you are part of the study."


    "Like what?"


    "Well, " I said, trying not to sound too eager.
"Certain measurements have to be taken, as well as
samples of some fluids, if they are being produced.
Let's get those measurements down first.  Come here, my
boy."


    Brain once more came and stood in front of me.  As
he walked over, his briefs happened to slide all the way
down his legs, and were now around his ankles. I told
him to step out of them, since he would not be needing
them for a while, and he complied.  I gently reached
over and removed his hands from covering his groin.  His
penis was now mostly erect, pointing more towards the
ceiling.  I took the rule from my pocket and held it in
my hand while grasping Brian's small tool between the
fingers of the other.


    "As you know, we're doing a study on the growth and
development of young males.  We have a particularly
interested in their sexual development around the ages
of puberty."  Brian nodded, and watched me as I gently
started to stroke his small penis.  It was not long
before I had a very stiff little pencil between my
fingers.  I stopped rubbing the boy, and quickly
measured him.  He was 4 1/4" long, and a little over 1/2
thick.  No hair at all yet, (I checked VERY closely),
and he was circumcised.  His scrotum was still boyishly
pink in color, and the glans were reddish-blue.


    "Is that OK?" He asked when I told him.


    "Yep," I said, "Just about right for a boy your
age."


    He smiled, and I again grasped his tool and resumed
stroking.


    "I need to know a few more personal things about
you, now.  For instance, has your penis ever been this
way before?"


    "Yea, lots of times."


    "I see.  Have you ever rubbed it like I'm doing
now?"


    "Uh-huh.  A little, it feels kind weird when I do."


    "How long do you usually do it for?"


    "We-well", he was starting to breath heavier now,
"sometimes for a long time.  Like when I go to bed at
night, it gets hard and I rub it."


    "How long do you rub it for?"


    "I don't know, 'till I fall asleep, I guess."


    "Have you ever achieved orgasm?"


    "Wh- what's that"


    Now how do you explain an orgasm to an 11-year-old
kid?


    "Well, if you keep rubbing it, you'll keep feeling
better and better until all of the sudden it'll feel
like you're flying, and you might get some fluid
squirting out from your penis.


    "N-no, nothing like that"  Brian was stating to
move his hips back and forth now as I worked on him.  I
would occasionally tickle his balls a little which would
make him jump.


    "Have you ever rubbed it long enough so you feel
like you do now?"


    "No....I...feel really funny...can I sit down?"


    "Here," I said, pulling him to me, "you can sit on
my lap"  Brian agreed, and soon I felt his soft bottom
against my own rock-hard member.  I replaced my hand
between his legs, and resumed masturbating him.


    "Have you ever let anyone else see your penis when
it was like this?"


    "A couple a times my ma has seen it, she don't say
nothing."


    "Anyone else" I encouraged.


    "Well....Patty across the street....we played
'Doctor' a few times, and it was hard once."


    "Did you see her without her clothes?"


    "Yeah (nervous giggle)   I saw her slit an'
everything."


    "Do you like looking at her without her clothes?"


    "Yeah, it makes me feel funny...kind the same like
you rubbin me."


    "I see....Have you ever played this way with other
boys?"


    "Well....me an' Tommy like to mess around in the
woods an stuff."


    "How old is Tommy?"


    "He's 9...his penis gets hard like this too!"


    "Do you rub him?"


    "We.....rub...each other...gosh I sure feel
funny...is it OK?"


    "Yeah, Brian, it's just fine...you're doing really
well, just relax and let the feeling build"


    "OK." He moved his hips around a little to get more
comfortable.  The feeling of his soft boy butt rubbing
against my erection was unbelievable!


    At this point, he was almost lying fully back in my
lap.  His legs were spread wide, and I had free roam
over his entire genital area.  His small ball- sack was
drawn up tight, and his hips were moving up and down
with increasing frequency.  I worked on him with one
hand, while the other supported his head and neck.  I
decided to suspend the dialog part of the interview,
since it was obvious that Brian was finding it difficult
to talk.


    "You're doin' great kid." I coaxed him. "that's it
guy, let it build, you'll get there!


    "I'm really feelin' it" He said breathlessly.
"It...it's neat!"


    Brian's whole body was shaking now, as my hand
continued its duty between his legs.  His little cock
was stiff as wood between my fingers, as I continued
stroking faster and faster.  He was breathing  much
harder and I noticed that he had closed his eyes,
seeming to concentrate even more on the new feelings he
was experiencing down below.


    I gently stroked the inside of his thighs, at times
making way for his own hand, which he would occasionally
use to tickle himself.  I knew he was getting ready to
climax the next time I looked at his face.  His eyes had
opened up wide, his lips were slightly parted, and his
expression was one of almost wonder, as I felt his whole
body convulse in a complete virgin-boy orgasm.  A slight
moan escaped him,  and I felt his penis pulse four -
five - six times between my fingers.  I continued
stroking him slightly, as he sank back in my lap in his
glorious afterglow.  I hugged him close to me and said;


    "Good job Brian...you did great!  How do you feel?"


    "Uh....It's neat! I..never knew it would feel like
this!...Did anything come out of my...."


    "Don't worry about that.  That'll come soon enough.
You're only 11, you know."


    He smiled and looked down at his genitals.  His
penis was now only semi-erect, and his ball-sack had
loosened slightly. I moved my hand and allowed him to
rub himself.


    "Well, kid." I said, standing him up on the floor
after a few minuets, "You need to get dressed now, and I
need to get ready for the next one."


    "OK" My now experienced and totally unashamed
friend said. "I can't wait to try that myself at home!"
So saying, he bent forward, giving me a final great shot
of his virgin-asshole, put on his briefs, and walked out
of the room.


THE END