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ARMY MEDIC
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Jack Sprat
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Being drafted into the military, I felt sure that I would be assigned to
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some type of engineering duties, but the army had other ideas. They
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made me a medic. I was very upset as I knew nothing about medicine or
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first aid. Patient care and medicine did not interest me in the least. After
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my medical training, and when I was assigned to hospital ward duty, my attitude
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changed . I found my work with the young soldier patients to be very
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gratifying. Neither the military, nor my patients ever guessed I was gay.
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On the pre-op surgical ward, I was the one who prepared the young
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patients for surgery. This meant shaving and giving them an enema the night
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before. If it were an appendectomy or an inguinal hernia case, all of
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their crotch hair had to be removed.
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The prep room was a private area with an examining table that had the
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clean white paper that was always replaced for the next patient. Alongside the
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table was a double ring stand basin with two bowls of warm water, soap, a
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razor, and clean towels. When a young patient entered, I would ask him to strip
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completely naked, lie on the examining table and spread his legs wide.
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Naturally, I had to be ethical, and I was. I'd lather his crotch and let the
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razor do its work. This, of course, included gripping each ball as I shaved
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his sac. Also, tender and caring, I'd take his soft dick and shave away
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imaginary fuzz, wondering its size if it were erect. I would have him turn
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over and shave the innerside of his legs, admiring a beautiful bare butt. My
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thumb and forefinger would gently open the bottom of his crack exposing his
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pucker. I'd run the razor gently, just inside his lower crack, like there were
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hairs to be removed. A fresh water rinse followed, with my toweled hand
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pushing deeply inside his tight cheeks. rubbing him dry. Turning him over, I
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would again rinse and dry his hairless, shaven crotch.
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The enema area was in the ward bathroom, partitioned off by a cloth screen.
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A patient would arrive just before bed time, a robe covering his body. I
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would have him remove it and he would stand naked as I filled the enema can to
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its brim then liberally grease up the hose tip. It was O.K. to give another
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inspection of his crotch, sans hair, joking with him as to my expert
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barbering and how drafty it was going to be down there for awhile.
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Greased tip in hand, I would have him bend over and put his hands on his
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knee caps. Moving behind him, getting a good look at his healthy hanging
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balls, I would spread his butt and momentarily inspect his tight pucker.
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I needed to insert the hose maybe five or six inches. Usually, I pushed it a
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little higher. I explained that he was to receive a full enema, to get
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him really cleaned out, that if he wasn't completely clean, he could shit all
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over the operating table during his surgery.
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After running all the hot, soapy water up his ass, I would slowly slide
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the hose out, and ask him to hold the water for five minutes if he possible
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could. I would look at my watch and wait, taking admiring glances at his naked
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anatomy. Some became quite uncomfortable, grimmaced and squirmed, making an
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extra effort to keep their asshole clamped extra tight to hold the water
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that pressed against it. Most were able to hold it for the five minutes, then
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made a mad dash to the nearest commode.
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One kid took a half a can, screamed "I can't hold any more", yanked the
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hose out, and dove to the toilet. When he had fully relieved himself, I told
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him it was essential to take the rest. He complied a second time, bent over,
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and I again shoved the hose up his ass to complete the job.
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Penicillin was just coming on the market and the dosage was weak.
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Those prescribed the drug got a shot every four hours moving to one arm to
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the other, then to one buttock and the other. I had to give the shots and
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would assist them in pulling down their PJ's for access to their butts.
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I've never seen so many young, cute cheeks. It was hard not to explore
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further, but I had to control myself. I could, however, take an alcohol
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drenched surgical sponge and massage the cheek that received needle entrance,
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having the satisfaction of touch.
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Once, a young boy was brought in with a head injury. He was unconscious.
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He was assigned a private room and I had to undress and bathe him. Naturally,
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his uncut pecker had to be washed, which I did, sliding back its skin and
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giving his cherry a good cleansing, plus working plenty of soap against his
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sac and balls. His young, fresh, pink, cheeks really turned me on. Two
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beautiful mounds and a nice tight crack. I washed deeply several times to make
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sure he was clean, paying special attention to the top of his youthful pucker.
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I wanted to slip my soapy finger inside him, but to take advantage of his
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condition was just not right.
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The boy seemed fully recovered the second day, but the doctors decided to
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keep him a week for observation. I was obsessed by his beautiful butt and
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wanted to see it again. I didn't know what finesse to use to make him
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unsuspecting of anything out of routine. It was my duty to take his
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temperature orally at bedtime, and I thought of a perfect solution.
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The following night I appeared with a tube of KY and a rectal thermometer.
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I told him that the thermometer jar, containing the oral thermometers, which
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were sterilizing when not in use, had been dropped, breaking the most of them.
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Only rectal thermometers were available. Without questioning, the kid pulled
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down his PJ's, rolled to his stomach, and spread his legs. His beautiful butt
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and pucker was for my viewing. I lubed the thermometer, spread his cheeks
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and slipped the glass rod up his ass, the upper half erotically sticking out.
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While temperature time was three minutes, I left it up him for five minutes
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admiring his backside anatomy. I did this for four nights in a row. He never
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questioned and was never wiser.
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I felt I was a very good, compassionate medic, doing whatever I could to
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make the patients comfortable and giving as much TLC as possible. All I did
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was in the line of duty, but perhaps, at times, applying a small bit of over-
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enthusiasm. The thermometer episode was the only time I felt I really stepped
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over my bounds.
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God! He had a cute ass.
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The End
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