Nick's Sports Physical

[Jonjon2]

I look forward to the descriptions of the in-school physicals. Amanda will now be able to compare the genitals that she examines with the one she has seen and examined (Barry's). I not that when Nick's was done at the clinic his development was noted, including an assessment of where he was on the Tanner scale as well as the fact that he was circumcised. We were not told whether Barry was circumcised or not nor any other details about his genital development but I'm sure Amanda will want to be very methodical and accurate in her assessment of the boys!
I can't wait.

Nick's Friend Barry Is Sent to Assist with the In-School Sports Physicals:
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The following Saturday morning, I took a walk down the street. Four doors down from us was the Chase residence, where my friend Barry Chase lived with his parents and two sisters, one older who attended a local college as a commuting student, and a younger sister who was my age and went to the same Middle School as Susan and I did. I noticed that Barry was in the driveway tinkering with a hedge trimmer. He saw me and beckoned me over. Barry was at this point 16-years-old and in eleventh grade. The only reason I knew this older high school student was through our church's Youth Group, wherein Barry was a leader. Barry was a handsome, 6-foot-1 inch guy with dark brown hair. Barry, of course, was the person who had recommended that I opt for the Clinic Sports Physical. Apparently, through his younger sister's acquaintance with Susan Weinglass, Barry had subsequently heard some details of my humiliating experiences the previous Tuesday.

We walked into their two-car garage. "Hey man," Barry said, "I'm real sorry to hear that your clinic exam did not go so well. I would have died of embarrassment right on the spot if that happened to me. I heard they made you lie naked on the table, gown at your neck almost, and a bunch of girls and even Mrs. Perkins saw you completely naked." I sort of cringed; obviously the lewd details of my exam had gotten around, courtesy of Susan Weinglass no doubt.

Barry continued, "Well, if it makes you feel any better, the In-School Exams turned out to be quite embarrassing for the guys, too. I'm taking that Pre-Nursing class this semester and I was assigned, along with a girl in my class, to go over to the Middle School yesterday and assist with the exams. Our purpose was to learn how to do genital exams, including the hernia test, on male patients. They had us practicing in class on a dummy with a plastic dick and balls, but they thought we'd get better experience on actual people, so Principal Carter got the idea to send two of us over there to do it."

I then asked Barry, "Did the guys have to all line up in the gym wearing just their underpants like you had described you had to do a few years ago?" He answered, "Yes, this time they had a privacy curtain set up. It only was a few feet long, so it just protected the guys' modesty from anyone else in the gym during the genital check only. They still had to line up before they would reach the curtain. Most of the guys were wearing either white or colored briefs, however, I noticed a few of them had joined the 'Boxer Rebellion'."

I was mystified, "What do you mean by the Boxer Rebellion?" Barry laughed and replied, "Jesus, Nick, get with it! More and more guys are changing over from white briefs to boxer shorts. It's the in thing now in guys' underwear. In fact, I'll show you what I mean." Barry then proceeded to close the garage door so we could not be seen from the street. Their garage had a door leading into the house which was closed. He lifted up his sweatshirt and pulled it off, then slipped off his shoes. Barry, I then noticed, had well defined abs and a definite six pack chest. I questioned, "Why are you undressing?" Barry chuckled and replied, "To show you just what the Boxer Rebellion entails." Then he lowered his sweatpants and pulled them off. Barry was now standing there in front of me wearing only really nice-looking boxer shorts with some sort of design on them.

I was wearing old and kind of tattered jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. Looking at the handsome Barry standing there, obviously proud of his boxer shorts, was causing me to have a tingling sensation emanating from my groin area. I began to worry that I might get a stiffy right there in front of Barry. He really would think that I was a perverted 8th grader if that happened, I imagined.

There were two milk crates on one side of the garage, near the door leading into the house. "Sit down, Nick, and I'll tell you the rest of the exam story," Barry said. As we sat down, Barry made no move to get re-dressed. As he sat down on the crate, I noticed that the fly area of the boxers sort of separated. Amazingly, I could observe some skin showing through the fly opening. Was I really seeing just a bit of Barry's penis? In any case, he seemed oblivious to the partial wardrobe malfunction.

Barry Describes the Lead Up to the In-School Sports Physicals:
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"After school on Thursday, Amanda, a girl in my Pre-Nursing class and I met with Principal Carter in her office. We were told to be professional while examining the boys. Principal Carter did not want us to give her any reason to curtail these kinds of hands-on learning experiences for Pre-Nursing students in the future. Principal Carter had been instrumental in bringing the Pre-Nursing curriculum to our high school and had personally approved the use of student assistants during the Sports Physicals. Amanda was the girl chosen to be my partner for the examinations. We would be expected to do the genital exams with the PA looking on. The PA would be grading us on how well we did in conducting ourselves in a professional manner and our expertise in the specified procedures.

Amanda is a very shy, quiet girl whom I did not know very well. After we left Principal Carter's office, we walked down the hallway. Amanda said to me, 'Barry, I'm really apprehensive regarding tomorrow's assignment. I am a good Catholic girl who intends to save herself for marriage. I just don't know how seeing all those 12–14-year-old middle school boys naked as they pull down their underpants is going to affect me. I have no brothers, I don't even really know what a boy looks like down there.'

I tried to reassure Amanda that it really was no big deal. After all, I pointed out, we all had practiced in class on the plastic dummy's genitals. 'Yes,' Amanda replied, 'but that's just not the same. I really wish I could get some practice on an actual person before I have to do this in front of everyone tomorrow.'

I asked Amanda just what she actually meant. She kind of stammered and said, 'Barry, I know that this is a big ask and might really embarrass you, but could I at least take a look at your private parts? I think seeing an actual penis would calm my nerves and boost my confidence.'

I was stunned at this suggestion. I'm still a virgin and have zilch experience with the opposite sex. Now this girl I hardly know wants to look at my penis as a kind of preparation for our assignment tomorrow. At first, I was going to flat our refuse this inappropriate request. But Nick, you know how it goes, at my age the hormones are flowing. I began to seriously consider her suggestion. We walked back to the Pre-Nursing classroom; it was deserted as it was now almost 4:00 pm. We entered the classroom. In the back there is a small privacy screen which they use to simulate what an actual medical examination is like.

I said to Amanda, 'alright, I'll lower my pants and underwear behind the privacy screen and give you a quick look at my penis. But that's it, then we're done, and nothing is ever said about this. If Principal Carter ever finds out, we'll both be suspended.'

When we both were positioned standing behind the screen, I began to unbuckle my belt and then I pushed down my corduroy pants. I paused for a minute wondering if I should really do this. Amanda was raptly staring at me. Then I did it, I lowered my boxers and Amanda saw my penis and balls visible just below my button-down school shirt. I'm much taller than Amanda so she got down on her knees. Then I kind of lifted my shirt to give her a complete view. Amanda trembled slightly and whispered, 'Barry, can I at least touch it?'

I replied that we had not agreed to that. Amanda responded, 'Just for a moment so I will know what a real penis feels like.' Amanda put her hand on my penis and kind of felt around it. Omigod, Nick, my penis began to get hard. Amanda continued to move her hands around my penis as I went to a full erection. She murmured, 'This is so educational. I'm getting a real good idea of how the male anatomy actually works. Do you mind if I just continue?'

Nick, I became lost in the moment. It felt just like when I use my own hand to jerk off, only maybe a bit better. Nick, I don't know if you are advanced enough in the Middle School's sex education curriculum to know what pre-cum is, however, my penis began to leak as Amanda continued to stroke it. When this happened, Amanda suddenly withdrew her hand from my erect and leaking cock. She was probably repelled by the sticky fluid that was now apparent.

Nick, I don't want you to ever tell anyone about this, especially because I am very ashamed of what happened next. I don't know whether you are old enough to jerk off yet, but when a guy gets to the edge, it's real difficult to just suddenly stop. The waves of pleasure that Amanda had built up just took over my conscious mind. Never, ever, until then, had I ever let anyone else see me jerk off. But my lust took over in the moment.

Nick, right in front of Amanda, I jerked off! She watched, mouth agape, as I stroked my rock-hard cock to completion. My penis spewed out semen, some of which actually got on her shirt. I was so ashamed of myself for losing control like that. I slumped down to the floor, feeling remorse for what I had done in front of a female classmate, notwithstanding that she had actually begun the process.

Contrary to what I would have imagined, Amanda's reaction to my open masturbation was a kind of fascination. There was a box of tissues nearby. She grabbed a few and handed them to me, which I used to wipe off my penis. Without apparent concern, Amanda took another tissue and blotted off the small amount of semen that was on her shirt. I pulled up my boxers, pants, and tucked in my shirt.

As we walked out of the classroom, Amanda casually stated, 'Thanks for the lesson, Barry, I feel much more prepared for tomorrow.'
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Barry and I sat there on the milk crates. To say I was mesmerized by the salacious details of Barry's lascivious conduct with Amanda would be an understatement. Moreover, during the telling of the sordid tale, I noticed that the fly of Barry's boxers had completely opened as he kind of shifted around. I soon realized that I was looking at Barry's erect penis poking out of the boxer's fly area. When I left our house this morning for a casual stroll down our street, never did I imagine that I would get to see Barry Chase's penis, if only through the slit in his boxer shorts.

As he concluded the tale, Barry seemed to realize that something was amiss. He glanced downward at his midsection and said, "Oh Fuck, Nick, I'm so sorry that my penis has escaped the fly of my boxers, I sure didn't intend for you to see it." Barry stuffed his erect organ back in his boxers. I really didn't know how to reply to his apology, so I said nothing. It was not lost on me that telling the tale of his wanton exposure and sexual act observed by Amanda had excited him. Even with his penis tucked back into the boxers, a rather large and obvious bulge in the front fabric told me he was still erect. In addition, I detected a small quarter sized wet spot where the penis was clearly pressing against the material.

Barry then suggested that we go into the kitchen, which adjoined the garage, and have some cokes. He said, "Then afterwards I will tell you the rest of the story of what occurred yesterday at the Sports Physicals." I replied that I was kind of thirsty. We both got up from the crates and Barry led the way through the garage back door into their kitchen. As we entered the kitchen, Barry headed towards the refrigerator. Just then it dawned on me: Barry was still wearing just his boxers. I was unaware if the rest of his family was home or not, or what their reaction might be to their 16-year-old son standing in the kitchen in his underwear, with neighbor Nick Twisp present...

[Jeepman89]

Reason for reposting the story, JonJon?

[Jonjon2]

Not deliberate - I'm new and just wanted to respond to the post so hit the 'reply' button and that's how it ended up. I'll try to learn (lol)

[TeenFan]

This little bit of male with male arousal, while main action is girl with boy, is intriguing.
It suggests at least one character can end up liking boys and girls. It does happen.

Can't wait to find out what happens at the school physical, and what happens at Barry's house.

[NickTwisp]

In the Chase Kitchen:
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Barry sat there in his boxers while we drank the cokes. Soon his mother walked into the kitchen carrying a load of wash. Mrs. Chase looked over at Barry and said, "Just because I allowed you to switch over to boxers, doesn't mean you can just go around the house in your underwear. Where are the rest of your clothes?" He replied, "I took my sweatpants and shirt off in the garage; I wanted to show Nick that boxers are the latest trend. Nick here still wears white briefs." Mrs. Chase laughed, "And apparently he wasn't even wearing those during his clinic visit last week. That Susan Weinglass is really spreading the story around about poor Nick lying almost spread eagle naked on the table in front of everybody, including my bridge game partner, Mrs. Perkins, who told us all about it at our Bridge Club game meeting here last night," Mrs. Chase added.

A fresh wave of shame came over me at Mrs. Chase's revelation that my prolonged clinic exam nudity had even been discussed at their Thursday evening Bridge Club meeting. Barry said to his Mom, "I'll take Nick back into the garage where my clothes are and tell him the rest of the story about what went on at his Middle School yesterday." Mrs. Chase replied, "Alright, and Nick, I'm sure that your Mom did not really intend for all of them to see you naked; it just sort of happened inadvertently, I would imagine." At this point I was not so sure of that, but oh well.

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Back in the Chase garage, Barry continues the story of the previous day's events. He makes no move to get re-dressed as they sit back down on the two milk crates:

Barry: "First thing yesterday morning, when I got to Homeroom, the teacher hands me a note to report to Principal Carter's office. I was really apprehensive, could she have somehow found out what Amanda and I had done yesterday afternoon in the empty Pre-Nursing classroom?

Mrs. Stomper, the school secretary, quickly ushered me into the office. Principal Carter was sitting at her desk holding a cassette tape in her hand. She said, "Good morning, Barry, it seems I have an additional task for you and Amanda to perform at the Middle School today. I've arranged with Mr. Capplehorn, the Middle School principal, to have this film shown to all the 5th and 6th grade girls today. He wanted to show it in their auditorium, but I suggested that it would be more convenient to set up in the large gym. This way you two can assist the Girls PeD teacher set up folding chairs and so forth. About 50 girls are in those grades and are scheduled to see it today. They can watch the film while the boys are in the same gym getting their Sports Physicals. The privacy screen, which is about maybe six feet in length, will prevent any girls from seeing the boys naked while you and Amanda are performing the genital checks."

"But Principal Carter," I interjected, "the boys have to line up in their underwear before reaching the privacy screen. The girls will see them." She replied, "Oh, don't worry about that. This is a very important film for girls that age to see, so I am certain they will be raptly paying attention to the projection, not at all peeking at some of their partially undressed male classmates."

I wasn't so sure of that, but I was not about to argue with Principal Carter. She handed me the cassette. The title was printed on its side panel. It read, 'Upon Becoming A Woman.' I had no idea what that was about. Principal Carter told me that a van would be waiting for Amanda and me at the South Entrance of our high school to take us over to the Middle School. "Get a move on, Barry, Amanda is already there waiting."

As we boarded the van, I showed Amanda the cassette. When she read the title she laughed, "Golly, I saw that same film when I was in 5th grade. It's just a cheesy film about what to do when we get our menstrual periods." Amanda seemed particularly cheerful, especially for a heretofore shy virginal Catholic girl who claimed to have never seen a penis until yesterday afternoon. When I told her about the dual setup in the gym, she laughed, "Oh that's rich!"

The van let us off at the front entrance to the Middle School. After we signed in at the main office, we proceeded to the gym. Everything was set up already for the exams. Beyond the privacy screen was another set of tables where the rest of the tests such as breathing and blood pressure would be done. The boys would pull their underwear back on, exit the shielded area, and undergo the remainder standing there in whatever kind of underpants they happened to be wearing. Amanda and I helped set up the folding chairs, some of which ended up being placed relatively close to where the boys would have to line up.

The PA assigned this time was a stern looking older woman likely at least in her late 50s. She told us that since there was now a privacy screen being utilized, that the boys should take their underwear completely off when they got behind the screen. The PA reiterated that the plan was for them to enter the privacy screen in sets of two, remove their underpants and leave the garments on a small stool that was off to the side. The now-naked boys would approach Amanda and I, one going to me and the other to Amanda. Once we had completed the genital checks on each boy, he would retrieve his underwear and proceed to the tables where their school nurse was doing the rest of the medical tests.

The Girls PeD teacher told us that the male PeD teacher had called in sick. She said, "Barry, you and Amanda will have to go into the Boys Lockerroom and get them ready for the exam, since their PeD teacher is absent today. They will be reporting to the Boys Lockeroom in a few minutes, so go on in there and get them undressed and organized. We are counting on you two to get the job done."

Of course, I had been in that same Lockeroom many times when I had been a student there. But being in a male Lockeroom was obviously new to Amanda. Nonetheless, she trooped right in there beside me. A group of 20 fully dressed guys were sitting on the benches. When they saw Amanda accompanying me, one of them loudly complained, "What's she doing in here, this is the Boys Lockeroom?"

I knew that, in the absence of their PeD teacher, I was going to have to assert authority. After all, at age 16, I was only about 3 years older than these guys. In the best stern voice I could muster, I told them, "Listen up, boys, Amanda and I both taking the new Pre-Nursing course at the high school. Our principal has sent us over to assist in conducting your Sports Physicals today. We are being graded on how well we do. You are now to take off all your clothes except your underpants and then we will both lead you into the gym to get this organized." When another of the boys said that he 'didn't want to get undressed in front of a girl,' I replied, "Since Amanda is also in our Pre-Nursing class, it does not matter if she is present while you boys get undressed."

What I avoided telling them was that it was to be Amanda and I that would be performing the genital checks on them, not the PA as they undoubtably expected. Amid some whining and 'this is not fair' comments, the boys proceeded to indeed strip to their underwear as Amanda and I supervised. I noticed that only three guys had on boxers. Most of the rest were wearing white briefs with only one boy in colored briefs. One kind of small for his age boy did not get undressed. Instead, he tentatively approached me. He looked upset, almost on the verge of tears. "What is your problem," I asked? He replied, "I was planning to go for some runs around the track after school today, so when I got dressed this morning all I wore for underwear was a jockstrap. It's more comfortable to run in a jock than regular underwear."

I told him that I sympathized with his plight, however, there was nothing I could do. Any boy not getting their exam today would not be permitted to participate in any school sports for the remainder of that year. The alternative Clinic appointments were now all closed out. Reluctantly, and fighting back tears, he went over to his locker and stripped to his jockstrap. I told him to try to stay in between some of the others to minimize his exposure. That was the best advice I could think of at that moment.

What the boys did not know, at this point, is that they would be sharing the gym with about 50 of their female classmates who were allegedly there to see a film on womanhood. I was afraid if I told them that we'd have even more difficulties getting them to go out into the gym. Amanda and I prepared to shepherd 19 boys in their underwear, along with the one guy in just a jockstrap, out into the gym.

[Jeepman89]

This should be interesting. The Middle School boys are in for real experience I'm afraid.

[TeenFan]

I did notice the genital check comes first.
Any boy who gets an erection while behind the screen, will be forced to go through the rest of the medical check while the girls watch.

What is that screen made of, and how easily could it be knocked over?

[NickTwisp]

About the privacy screens: I'm a Radiological/Imaging technician. The ones we use at our facility are made of a plastic mesh. They're about 7 feet tall and open at the base about 4 inches. They stand on thin metal Y-shaped support prongs. If hit by any significant amount of force they certainly could be knocked over.
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Barry continues to tell Nick the story while sitting on the milk crate wearing just his boxers:

Amanda partially opened the door leading from the Boys Lockeroom into the gym. The first three boys to emerge immediately spotted their female classmates sitting on folding chairs. The film had not started yet. The girls sitting on the chairs closer to where we were could clearly see one boy in boxers and two in white briefs. All of the girls had turned around from where they were supposed to be looking at the film in an effort to observe what was going on by the Lockeroom doorway. The three boys kind of yelped and quickly turned around and scampered back into the Lockeroom.

One of the three who had been briefly exposed to the girls exclaimed, "No fucking way am I going out there in my underpants in front of all those girls!" When the remainder of the boys realized what they were facing, others expressed similar sentiments.

I felt a rage building up inside me. Principal Carter had dreamed up this ridiculous situation and now Amanda and I were left to deal with it. All I could hear now was multiple groanings of discontent from the 20 boys present.

Nick, I'm a 6-foot 1 inch tall, 190-pound high school football player. I could potentially look rather intimidating to these 12–14-year-old Middle School boys. In anger I punched my fist against the wall and began to yell at them.

"Listen you shitheads, it was our fucked up Principal Carter that did this. Amanda and I are just here to get a grade. It's no sweat off my balls if you don't get examined today and can't play sports. If you pussies don't want the girls to see you in your underpants, you can go get dressed, then get the fuck out of my sight, and return to class."

At this point the two boys standing nearest to me kind of ducked and backed away, as if they were afraid that this beefy high school jock was going to punch them.

I turned and saw Amanda and the girls PeD coach standing by the door. I continued to bellow, "You also might want to know that it will be Amanda and I who will be examining your cock and balls. To have us do the exams for practice was also that bitch Principal Carter's idea. For those who still want to be examined, follow Amanda out this Godamned door and get your scrawny little asses in line!"

I paused, and all 20 boys nervously passed by me and followed Amanda out the door into the gym. As they departed, I stood there taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Several minutes later I entered the gym. Amanda and the girls PeD coach were standing there talking as the boys, all looking grim-faced, stood in an orderly line leading up the privacy screens. Mostly all of the girls present were gazing at their nearly fully undressed classmates. I am certain that none of them expected to see what they were now intensely viewing. Little did they imagine yesterday morning that by reporting to the gym as assigned that they would be seeing 20 of their male classmates lined up in just their underpants. Later on, Amanda told me that with the door partially open, my loud rant had carried into most of the gym. The girls sitting nearer the Lockeroom door had clearly heard every word, and the ones at the farther end of the gym were craning their necks and cupping their ears in an attempt to not miss every word of my very unprofessional diatribe. All appeared to be fascinated by my off-color lecture to the boys. Knowing some of their classmates were behind that door in just underpants listening to an older high school boy cuss them out was just icing on the cake, in their view certainly.

I walked up to Amanda and the PeD teacher, who turned to me and cracked a thin smile. She said, "Well, you surely got those reluctant boys out here in just their underpants, I'll give you that. I probably should report you for using profanity at a school function, however, this is all just too hilarious." The PeD teacher then went on to state that she could not get the cassette player to work. She said, "I've called the office to send someone from the Audiovisual Department down to fix it, in the meantime I told the girls to just sit there quietly or else do some homework if they have any."

I started to feel sorry for the boys. Now the girls would have nothing else to do but watch the proceedings. Moreover, their PeD teacher seemed surprisingly amused by the situation. The PA came over and stated, "Let's get this started. Barry and Amanda, you may assume your positions at the area behind the privacy screens where you will conduct the genital examinations. There are surgical gloves for you to wear during this process.

We got into position and were set to begin. The first two boys, one in boxers and the other in white briefs, entered the curtain. They were instructed by the PA to remove their underwear and place it on the stool to their left. The boy in boxers complained, "Can't we just lower our underwear instead of taking it completely off?"

I was still kind of in my domineering high school jock mode. I guess leftover from my very recent experience dealing with these guys in the Lockeroom. I glared at him and barked, '"You damn well heard the lady...undies off right now!" The boy kind of shrunk back and removed his boxers. The boy in briefs had already removed them. Both naked boys tried to come to me for their exam. I could tell they preferred a guy to do this rather than a high school girl only a few years older than them. I raised my voice and commanded, "Stop this nonsense! One goes to me, the other to Amanda. It does not matter one whit which one of use does the checkup!"

Nick, you know I'm not usually like this. Have you ever heard me yell at or be short with anyone while I'm running our Church's Youth Group? But something about the situation I was in yesterday just brought out an aggressive side of me. Perhaps it was just the taste of power that affected me when they all kind of shrunk back and then obeyed me during my Lockeroom rant. In any case, I was all business for the rest of the exam. Any boy who even slightly faltered with removing his underwear received a strong verbal rebuke from me. Both the PA, who was actually in charge, and Amanda, said little.

One boy was lagging behind in replacing his underpants after Amanda had examined him. I barked at him, "Get those underpants back on right now or else you're going to the next station bare ass naked for all the girls out there to see!" This implied possibility produced some audible giggling from the female audience. It's even possible that a few of the girls even momentarily saw all or part of a penis as some of the boys struggled to put their underpants back on before being shooed out of the privacy curtain by me.

They never did get the cassette to play. Therefore, the girls got to sit there and be an attentive audience the entire time. Not only did they have plenty of time to view some of their male classmates in their underpants (and one in just a jockstrap) both before and after the genital checks behind the screen, but they more than likely heard my sometimes kind of annoyed commentary regarding the speed at which they took off and then replaced their underpants. Unfortunately, due to audiovisual failure, those girls would have to learn about the problems of becoming a woman some other day. None seemed at all disappointed by missing out on seeing a film about feminine hygiene issues. Indeed, the parade of underpants-only clad male classmates set in front of them far overrode any such concerns.

Once the boys had done the other tests with the school nurse, they were free to return to the Lockeroom and get dressed. Of course, to do this they had to parade across the gym to the other end where the Lockeroom door was located. This afforded the girls with one more long look at their classmates' undressed condition.

Amanda and I assisted in the cleanup and the girls were dismissed to return to their classes. The PA told us we had done a good job under trying circumstances. She indicated that she would recommend to Principal Carter that we both receive A's for today's hands on practice. I could only hope that some of my more derogatory remarks I had made would not be filtered back to our principal. It's common knowledge around the high school that Principal Carter is not known for having any sense of humor nor tolerance for criticism. Who know, Nick, I may be kicked off the football team if she finds out that I referred to her as 'a bitch'?'

We had lunch in the Middle School Cafeteria and then went back outside to meet the van to return us to the high school.
The van driver was inside the foyer talking to someone, so we just got onboard and waited.

Now, Nick, I'm not sure if I should tell you what happened between Amanda and me while we waited in the van?
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The two cokes I had drank since arriving at the Chase garage that morning were starting to really go through me. I told Barry that I really wanted to hear the full story but that I needed to pee real urgently. "May I go inside and use a bathroom," I asked? Barry answered, "No need for that, Nick. We have a pee jar right here in the garage." With that Barry got up and went over to a nearby shelf and produced a large, kind of ornate old glass jar. He said, "Here, Nick, just unzip and piss in here."

I took the jar and went to turn away to do what I needed to do. Barry said, "No, Nick, face towards me and pee." It seemed strange to me that Barry wanted me to face towards him while I urinated. However, I had always like and admired Barry, and if he now wanted to see my penis, what would the harm be? After all, so many others had seen it this past week in much more compromised situations. Then and there I decided to give him a real show.

Instead of just opening my fly, I stood there, pulled down my somewhat ragged jeans and then my white briefs, and peed in the jar, fully exposing my penis to Barry. "Very nice, Nick," Barry said as he stared at my exposed cock. When I had finished peeing, I pulled up my underpants but instead of completely re-dressing, I slipped my jeans completely off. Now wearing only my shirt and underpants, I sat down next to Barry on our respective milk crates and waited for him to continue with the story...

[TeenFan]

What I seem to be missing is what exactly does one do during a "Genital Exam?"
What are Barry and Amanda supposed to be looking for? What goes down on the official records?

[NickTwisp]

Usually, a genital exam on a teenage male patient would include a visual examination of the penis and testicles and likely an instruction to the patient on how to self-check for testicular cancer. The doctor or PA would palpitate the testicles to check for any suspicious lumps. An evaluation of the patient's stage of puberty might be done, depending on the age of the patient and if any concerns in this regard are brought to the attention of the examiner. An inguinal hernia check would also be included.

We recently saw an 18-year-old male presenting with mild abdominal and groin pain. After examination, the attending physician ordered me to perform a testicular ultrasound on the patient. This was done by me with another tech observing. We are never allowed to do this type of procedure without another person in the room. I needed to lift the patient's gown in order to aim the machine accurately and get a sufficient image. Of course, in real life we never would have permitted anyone else to be in the room during the procedure.

Based on the results of the ultrasound, a diagnosis of a partial testicular torsion was made by the attending physician. Fortunately, in this case, they were able to save the involved testicle by intervention. If not treated promptly, testicular torsion can cause a cutoff of blood flow to the testicle, rendering it morose.