Mark, Austin, and Ian stood side by side, holding their hands over their dicks in an effort to cover themselves. Stripped down and exposed, it seemed like the only bit of protection they had left. They’d been washed and sterilized from all outside contamination, but standing next to the bigger, older, clothed men, they couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.
They’d seen each other naked before, and they were no strangers to a physical. But this felt markedly different. Their hearts raced with anxiety, nervous about what the medics might tell then—and even more about what they wouldn’t.
As the doctors inspected the young men, checking their bodies, poking their holes, and feeling their genitals, the boys wondered what they were looking for. They’d heard that it mostly affected men who had sex with women, leaving them in the clear. But then again, they didn’t know what they didn’t know.
They were completely at their mercy, helpless and vulnerable, with little choice but to put their trust in the doctors, agreeing to do what they said and enduring their pokes and prods. After all, what was the alternative?
As the exam continued, they turned around, placing their arms on the exam table and presenting their asses for the doctors to inspect. Their cheeks were spread, their holes fingered and teased, and their prostates poked and massaged.
They didn’t know if they were supposed to like it, but they felt their cocks get harder with each insertion. Precum dripped from the tips of their shafts and soft moans began to fill the small, enclosed space.
For the boys, it was hard to separate their own desires with the circumstances of the moment. They were each being fondled and fingered by two tall, dominant men, towering over them and manipulating their genitals. It was clear they were each at least a foot taller than them and clearly interested in arousing a sexual response...