JOCK PHYSICAL

My first thought upon examining my new patient, 25 year old Thomas Legends, was that if I could actually charge my patients by the inch for their examination, I could have a very, very profitable clinic ! Thomas Legends is a big man…..in a few different areas. At first glance, you would notice his height, 6’04″ tall, his tapered body at a trim 190 pounds, his extremely long digits on both his hands, and the menacing gaze in his eyes topped off with a buzz cut haircut. He looks the part of a real… bad ass. Packed and stuffed into his tiny briefs, he is packing some serious firepower, more on that later.

Thomas still enjoys playing soccer these days since he got started playing at the age 4. Although he was actually pretty talented on the soccer field in his position as a goalie, he did not get the same level of accolades had he excelled in football. Along the way, he also added basketball and track to list of sports activities. Easily to see with his body frame that basketball would have been in the mix. When Thomas removed his outer clothing and I got the first glimpse of the briefs that he was wearing; my first thought was that these were the “nice briefs” that  he would  wear when he had to go to the doctor.

Taking a patient’s history is an integral part of any examination. I found that while he is sexually active, he is dividing his love interests among several different women and also that is he using condoms in only 50% of these encounters. Note to self: be sure to take a urethral swab. I began Thomas’ exam and I could tell that he was nervous. You can tell a lot about a person from body language and the way he was laying on the exam table with his long arms and large hands resting on either side of his genitals, it told me that he was protecting himself. I had to re-position his arms slightly and lay them onto either side of his body to properly perform his examination. Even still, he would gaze down, watching my every movement as I conducted his examination.

About halfway through the patient history taking procedure, I normally would ask a patient o remove their final article of clothing and to step fully naked onto the scale to record their weight. It was then that I was fully able to visually discover what Thomas had been concealing in those tiny briefs.

Curiosity overcame me at this point, so moved on to the genital exam portion of his physical. Gazing down at his member, the first thought that came to my mind was, “sleeping giant”. Grasping it as part of the initial examination, I was surprised at its weight. Judging from my personal experiences in dealing with weights and measurements, I would have guess its weight at 2 pounds ! Requesting Thomas to stand up, I reached for the tape measure to confirm curiosity about the length of his flaccid penis. It was…mind you soft….measured at 6 inches in length and 6 inches in around.

Below his impressive maleness were an equally impressive matched pair of testicles dangling quite far below his member. His selection of briefs for undergarments became abundantly clear. The sheer mass of his complete male reproductive organs required the additional support that tight fitting briefs could provide. It would be unthinkable for a straight male to wear a jock strap under his clothing so briefs would be the logical choice. Thomas had never been instructed about self-examination technique (and while the thought cross my mind to voluntarily perform it for him gratis each month), I nevertheless instructed him in the procedure.

I still detected a guarded sense from my new patient and so to stall the internal exam portion, I took some extra time to inspect his torso and hips as the rigorous soccer playing of his youth might have caused some strain on his frame. Overall, Thomas is not a very hairy male. I did question him about it and he told me that he never really developed any significant amount of body hair.

Delaying the inevitable as long as I could, I requested Thomas to assume a hands and knees position on the exam table. As I surmised, he did not comprehend the proper position that I wanted him to assume. Again, I think that this was more of a defense mechanism on his part as he did not want to leave his back side that open, exposed and vulnerable. As I began to insect and palpate his neck, shoulders and spine, I could feel his
body already tensing up. Definitely, fear was setting in and while I did not speak of what was to come next, his anxiety of being vulnerable was manifesting itself.

It was now or never, so I reached for both the thermometer and the lubricant in one quick motion and stated calmly that I would take a temperature from you next. His buttocks were tightly clenched so with a lubricated finger tip I searched out and found the opening for insertion. Which, of course, resulted in a further tightening of his buttocks. Using a two handed approach for insertion (one hand parting his buttocks and other inserting the thermometer), I was able to gain entrance and bury the thermometer into his anus.

It was a fight, really it was, to get the thermometer inserted so I was prepared for an even large battle as I prepared myself mentally to give him a prostate examination. Most likely, he was relieved when the thermometer was removed so I quickly reapplied lubricant and told him I would conduct a prostate exam next.

Quickly I located the opening and pushed my fingertip inside of him. Yes, this was his first prostate exam and yes, he was very tight ! Allowing him to slightly get used to the fullness of my finger inside him, I then began slight movements to probe his innards. Locating his prostate, I applied back and forth pressure to it before I explained that this area contained his prostate and to which, he might experience a bit of sexual anxiety. He admitted that he did feel it somewhat.

No adult exam in my office is complete without the required semen specimen. In my experience, I have found that those males which are endowed far above average, have the most difficulty in achieving a firm erection while in my office. They may not have any issues in their everyday lives in a sexual situation but as my exams are not sexual in nature, they do have difficulty achieving that fully aroused condition. Luckily, through my years of experiences, I am able to step forward and assist whenever that need for assistance arises. Thomas, as it turns out, was much easier to get aroused and to get him to climax compared to some of his predecessors. Oh and to satisfy your curiosity as well, Thomas when fully aroused, just prior to ejaculation, is 10 inches in length !

Part of the exhilaration that I feel when I meet and examine a new patient stems from the fear of the unknown. How will they react to certain procedures, how will they react when their most intimate parts are examined. Eighteen year old, Dalton Mc Cartney grew up very fast. He had to. Due to family problems at home, Dalton found himself in the care of foster parents at age 16, separated from the rest of his family. My experiences with those patients that have had similar upbringing have made me be less explorative in my dealings and examination techniques and such was the case with Dalton.

There was something in Dalton’s general manner that expressed an aura of nervousness but not in a “panic sense” as I found it much more cat-like. He put forward this air of “cautiously testing the terrain” before committing himself. When I examine a patient that exhibits this behavior, my technique becomes varied and I become more cautious and tentative in my examination.

As stated, Dalton is 18 years old, 5’08″ tall, weighs 156 pounds and is a recent area resident, moving here from Wisconsin. In school, Dalton’s sports activities found him as member of both the wrestling and the football squads. Wrestling probably had the greatest impact on his life as it was his first sport, starting it at a very young age and one that he continued throughout all of his teen years. His abilities as a wrestler drew attention to him, which ultimately lead to participation in football.

Wrestling talk dominated most of our initial conversation as it was a major and very successful sporting endeavor for Dalton. Dieting and making the weight was only a problem for Dalton during his sophomore year in school. It was during that year that his body really moved into a growth spurt transforming him from a 90 pound student into the resemblance of an adult you see here today. While he started puberty at the same time as his teammates, he chose in his later years, to trim off most of the resemblance of manhood that have formed in his pubic area, leaving the dense forest of dark hairs under both arms and centered around his naval. Small tufts of hair growth surround each of his nipples and hairy legs further exhibit his maturation process as a young adult.

Dalton’s wrestling involvement left him a comfort level on his abilities and in his body in general. Naked wrestling weigh-ins were not a problem for him and his physical exams for sports, a necessary requirement as well, did not cause him any undue embarrassment, even though he did get semi-erect for one previous exam. That particular exam during his teen years were performed by two female medical personnel. My exam today, fortunately for Dalton, did not produce a similar reaction.

The apprehension level and vibe that I got from Dalton increased after his initial genital examination was completed. While positioned on his hands and knees on the exam table, he kept glancing sideways at me, much like a watchful eagle would guard the nest (of hairs around his anus). I palpated his shoulders and spine and then altering my normal routine, I requested him to lay once again onto his back with his arms over his head. Securing a cotton-tipped applicator, I grasped his flaccid penis and informed him that I would next take a urethral culture. Grimacing at the pain he was experiencing, I was able to secure the required specimen from his teenaged penis.

Momentarily distracted now, I asked him again to reposition himself on knees with his arms draped over the back of the exam table. As he was still adjusting his body, I moved forward and quickly applied lubricant to my finger and informed him of the need to examine his prostate. A deep intake of breath and I was able to gain entrance into his tight ass and was quickly able to locate his prostate. Once inside, I allowed my finger time to navigate a bit and I was able to get Dalton to admit that I had indeed caused him a bit of sexual tension from the prostate stimulation that I was performing.

To conclude today’s office visit, I informed Dalton that I would require a semen specimen from him. His flaccid pink tipped penis began to rapidly expand as he manipulated himself, with the first jump to a solid 7 inches ultimately on his way to a climatic size of 7 1/2″.

My patients come in all shapes and sizes. They participate in a variety of competition sports and at different stages in their lives. Kurt Winfield, at age 44, took part in both football and wrestling as a high school student. These days to maintain his peak performance, he hits the gym 5 days a week with an emphasis on cardio and weight training.

Like many of my patients before him, Kurt came in for a full medical examination, and like others half his age, Kurt had never received a prostate examination. Kurt gave up contact sports in his later teen years due to an injury he sufffered while a member of the wrestling team which sidelined him for the remainder of high school years. His adult life is admirable; he does not drink or smoke, does not do drugs and so far as I can tell, his only dangerous activity is that he is an avid motorcycle rider.

Stripped to his boxer briefs, I began Kurt’s examination. His blood pressure was high today and it bears monitoring for a future examination. Kurt’s body is naturally devoid of most hair development so it became an easy matter to examine his skin surface. I palpated his chest and abdomen, moving lower to the waistband of his last remaining scrap of clothing. The elastic was very responsive ~ giving way to fully expose his pubic area ~ displaying the soft brown hair surrounding his maleness, the scrotum with its loose folds of skin supporting the low hanging testicles.

Kurt is circumcised however, his foreskin does retract quite far over the corona of his penis, leaving you the impression that he is uncut. I thoroughly examined his foreskin and subsequently his penis, just to be sure. Kurt mentioned during his initial consultation, that he had a broken collar bone and separated shoulder. I directed him to kneel on and bend over onto the exam table as I continued my examination.
I palpated this neck, shoulder, spine to detect any abnormalities, while also marveling at his magnificent orbs that his buttocks had become while in this position. For some patients, getting them into the proper position for what is to follow is sometimes a major ordeal. The crevice between Kurt’s buttocks was fully exposed and parted open, almost inviting me to continue.

Rectal temperature came first to lubricate the journey. I posed the question, “have you had a prostate examination before ?” No, came the loud and emphatic reply, “Well, we will do that next”. Pressing forward with a well lubricated finger, I really was surprised at how tight his sphincter was as well as his rectum. Much like a burrowing drill bit, I pushed forward and continued my search for his prostate. Due to his age, I expected a more developed prostate (compared to some of my other patients), but found a normal sized organ.

The newness of my office, the different surroundings often give patients some concern and causes difficulty when they attempt to provide the require semen sample which concludes the exam. Kurt, like others before him, had similar issues. I allowed him some time to demonstrate his own abilities but in the end felt that he would be better served if I lent a hand and provided the assistance.

Years of doing this has taught me when to step in, step back, and sometimes, step over. In Kurt’s case,
working his 8 inch penis was an easy matter and he preceded to provide a rousing and copious sample.

One of my friends made a comment to me recently when he said that African American males are all so very well hung. You think so ? I replied. I know that among the males that I examine which are African American; many of them are exceptionally blessed in the maleness area. I am not sure that I totally agree with that statement however, my new patient, 23 year old, Tremaine Ferguson is definitely a case in favor of that statement. Tremaine measures in at 6 1/2 inches flaccid and a whopping 10 inches when fully engorged.

Tremaine began his sporting adventures as a member of his school’s track team at age 14. From track, he progressed to football (and a running back position). Through luck and conditioning, Tremaine made it through all of his school years without any serious injury. In college, Tremaine moved on to baseball and took up 2nd base as his defensive position.

Playing sports for the long period of time that he has, Tremaine has had to endure numerous physical examinations. Most likely the exam that he received in the school gym with other athletes (both male and female) probably serves as of his more memorable ones. Tremaine was a very accommodating patient for me. He knew that an intimate inspection of his body would be called for and he permitted me to do whatever was necessary to secure the required information.

As the level of the exam intensified, I asked Tremaine to remove his boxers and I began to inspect and palpate his chest and abdominal area. Standing his limp penis was dangling, a mere 6 inches in length at this point as I moved in closer to examine his hefty scrotum. Clearly this is one athlete that requires undergarment support for his reproduction organs.

As I prepared to perform a prostate examination, I inquired and found that Tremaine had received one the previous year. This eased any of my initial apprehension as I quickly lubricated a finger and pushed inside his rectum. Poked and prodded from two different positions, Tremaine accepted a one and then a two finger exploration.

One thing that I have found in those that are supremely well hung. It is a monumental effort for them to get fully erect and very time consuming for them to ejaculate when required in an non-sexual setting. For his office specimen, it was clearly obvious that Tremaine was going to have a problem completing on his own. I was able to step in….to provide nurturing hand(s) when required.

Lanky is the first word that comes to mind if I was to describe his body frame. Chad Bryant is 18 years old, stands 6’00″ tall and weighs in at a mere 124 pounds. Nature and Fate occasionally work together beneficially and such was the case with Chad.

At age 13, just when his body was starting to mature, Chad had made up his mind to take part in a sports program. He knew that he would be required to have a sports physical and the associated medical release so before being told that it was required, he took the initiative and told his mother to take him to the doctor to have it performed. Of course, he at the time thought he would receive the quick, physical exam that he had remembered from his youth. He was not completely prepared for what was to follow.

Luckily for Chad, he had the foresight to ask his mother to stay in the waiting room. With the apprehension building a little, Chad followed the nurse to the exam room. The nurse handed Chad an examination robe, told him to remove all of his clothing and to put the robe on. Moments later, he was seated on the exam table in the robe when the doctor entered the exam room. It was only a few more minutes later when the doctor instructed Chad to completely remove the flimsy gown.

Laying naked on the exam table, the doctor began the examination of the pubescent athlete. Much like his examination 5 years ago, the examination of his genitals caused a full blown erection. As I examined his robin’s egg sized testicles, I inquired of Chad, “do you do a monthly self-examination of your scrotum ?” The blank stare that I received in return told me that Chad did not have a clue what I was talking about. I slowed the examination down and then provided instruction to him on the proper exam technique.

Five years ago, it was the football program that caught Chad’s attention. Nature and fate, our two friends, collaborated and alas, Chad did not make the football team. Which all said, probably was a good thing. His body, is much more suited to basketball or track, and so it was, basketball became his primary sport. Chad’s body is extremely lean and to be sure, his heartbeat confirmed that he was a living, breathing human and not a mannequin. I shudder to think what would have remained of his supple body following a tackle from a 250 pound middle linebacker !

His chest is fairly barren and devoid of hair however, his arm pits, pubic area, legs and ultimately the crack of his buttocks and anus regions are a dense forest of black hairs. Positioned on his hands and knees, I found it necessary to lubricate the area around his anus twice due to the amount of hair guarding the entrance. Likewise, I applied extra lubricant to my finger as the tip of it entered his bowels to provide my young patient with his first memory of a prostate examination.

My involvement with my new patient was complete for today but he was still required to provide a semen sample to conclude today’s office visit. Chad’s erection very much resembled a sabre, firmly and proudly jutted up from his loins, and 8 inch sword, to be exact. (Come to think of it, his unit reminded me very much of another patient, Braden Lang, as they are both similarly endowed).

Chad completed today’s examination in short order and produced a milky white specimen.

He spent 6 years in the Marine Corps before honorably discharged and 24 year old, Mason Amesbury still looks every bit like an active duty Marine. Mason’s youth was spent on the soccer fields but at age 13, football became his primary sport and it is easy to see that was where he belonged. Mason was his team’s center, a no glory, grunt position, requiring upper and lower body strength and a full, thick neck. As I gazed at his naked form, I can tell he was well suited for that playing position.

He began weightlifting in high school, typically of most football linemen, an activity that he continues to this day (his massive, toned pectorals are a testament to this activity). His first sports physical was performed at a local clinic and he admits to being nervous for that exam. Fast forward, 11 years later, and Mason is still nervous for his exam at my office. Drops of perspiration were forming in his arm pits and trickling down his torso. His beaming smile is an obvious attempt to make the best of it.

Following orders, Mason stripped down to his boxers and I began his exam. His pectorals are firm, muscular, mounds of muscle capped with large, dark areolas. His chest is naturally smooth with just a hint of a happy trail descending into his boxers. When questioned about any previous injuries or broken bones, he sheepishly admitted to a broken arm and hand. Football injury ? I inquired. No, he replied, I popped this dude at a rock concert.

Stripping off his boxers, Mason stepped onto my scale, weighing in at a solid 215 pounds on his 6 foot tall frame. Positioned back on the exam table, the physical continues as I turn my attention to his shoulders and lower torso. He admitted that he does experience some pain in his shoulders after a strenuous work out. I lubricated a rectal thermometer and informed Mason I would take his temperature next. Parting his buttocks, I observed just a small dusting of hair guarding the entrance to his anus. I slid the thermometer inside of him, noting how tightly clenched his sphincter was…. before I was finally able to punch through. Lubricating my finger next, I quickly informed him I would check his prostate next and before it sunk in what was to happen to him, I sunk my finger in past his sphincter, wedging my finger deep into his bowels. This is one tight ass Marine !

As he became accustomed to my presence, I began a slight exploration, easily locating his prostate, found it reacting to my manipulations, and then palpated it a bit before I informed Mason of my intentions. This area should cause you some sexual tension, which he acknowledged. Satisfied that he had been thoroughly probed, I allowed Mason to take a short breather before I took a urethral culture from him.

I left Mason alone for a bit as he worked his penis toward a seminal release. His muscled body, now thoroughly drenched in sweat, the paper on the exam table would crinkle no more as it was practically translucent as it had absorbed his man sweat. Stepping back in to the room, I allowed Mason a short respite as I took up command of his stroking. I worked his penis up to a fully turgid member and while he was softly acknowledging his enjoyment, I could tell that he wanted to complete the task at hand under his own power. I released his penis and had him continue. No sooner did I instruct him to do so, Mason erupted and spewed forth into the petri dish.