I received my annual check up letter from my old family GP; only this time it also announced the surgery had been taken over by a new doctor as my old one had now retired; further more it stated that all annual medicals would now take over an hour and a half so would be scheduled for the end of the day.
“Ok!” I thought, “Obviously wants to be really thorough for the first one!” Boy I did not realise just how thorough my new doctor and nurse intended to be. I phoned to confirm the appointment and the reception actually put me through to the nurse for some additional information or so they said.
“I confirmed I was male; my date of birth and my marital status as being divorced and then an unusual question almost threw me; “How large and thick is your penis when fully erect?” the female voice asked.
I hesitated before spluttering my answer of seven and a half inches; before the next shocker of a question; “Have you ever had same sex intercourse or sexual experience?” she asked. I demanded to know why such questions, as it was surely a personal thing and unless it caused me a medical problem was for me to know only. The female voice simply answered that “It helps them prepare for the sort of examination to ensure fully my future well being! But you can always decline to answer if you’re ashamed!”
“I am not ashamed of anything I have done, sexual or otherwise!” I stated, “Yes many years ago I did engage in male to male sex when a teenager; it was a try it and see stage I was going through!” I answered.
“Thank you!” the nurse answered and finished the conversation with “See you Friday night at 6 pm sharp!” then she put down the phone. I sat there for a few minutes thinking and the more I thought the more a mental picture came into my head of the woman I had just been speaking too, In my mind’s eye I saw her as being late fifties, buxom and almost matronly in appearance. My mind kept going back to the same sex question and I began to recall how as a sixteen year old; A clearly gay friend of mine had invited me over to look at his model railway layout knowing it was also an interest of mine.
He had led me to believe his mother at least would be there but when I turned up he said she had gone off to see a sick relative and would not be back for some hours; but he lead me out to the garage and showed me the six foot by four foot train layout complete with station and village. He told me he kept all his good trains in a case beneath his bed in his own bedroom and invited me up to see them.
I sort of knew where this was leading but was curious too so I casually accepted his offer to go look at the trains; once in his room he pulled out a case from under his bed and placed it beside me. For a split second I thought I had misjudged him until he opened the case and there inside were not trains as he said but it was porno magazines, not just any porno magazines but mainly men on men magazines. He made a lame excuse that he had grabbed the wrong case and as he began to close the lid, I stopped him and pulled a magazine out and began flicking through it.
Suddenly he was beside me and telling me about a guy on page 64 who had a cock to die for; he described it as circumcised and about fourteen inches long and as thick as his wrist; I doubted any real cock could be that size and dared him to show me. Excitedly he flicked to the page and laid it open on the bed; then he said compare that picture to this and he dropped his trouser and pants and showed me his six inches already more than semi hard cock; He asked about my own cock and I said my one was about the same size as your own; but he asked to see it.