The exam room is cold and sterile, but things are about to heat up significantly. The nervous college kid sits on the paper-covered table in nothing but a thin hospital gown, shifting uncomfortably as the handsome doctor reviews his chart. This is his first physical since turning eighteen, and something about the doctor’s confident demeanor is making his heart race for all the wrong reasons.
The stethoscope is ice cold against his chest, but the doctor’s hands are warm as they palpate his abdomen, moving lower with each pass. When the gown comes off for the full examination, the patient’s embarrassment is impossible to hide — he is rock hard, his thick young cock standing at attention despite his desperate attempts to think unsexy thoughts.
The doctor maintains perfect professionalism even as he cups the patient’s heavy balls and asks him to cough. But his gloved fingers linger a beat too long, his thumb traces a path it does not need to follow, and when he tells the patient to bend over for the prostate exam, his two inserted fingers find exactly the right spot to make the young man grip the table and gasp. The patient’s cock drips onto the floor as the doctor’s fingers work him with clinical precision, bringing him to an explosive release that he tries and fails to suppress.
