Things had been rough since my old boss found out that I was gay and decided to fire me. I had gotten a job in the hospital doing orderly work just to make enough to put food on the table. I liked it because the work was easy and I could go anyplace in the building while wearing the white jacket.

Today was the type of day that made me want to work 24 hours! I had been cleaning near the outpatient examination rooms. I entered the last one in the section and came face to face with a high school age boy who was a real hunk. He was about 16. His eyes were a dark green and his hair was brown. He was startled by me but said, "Hi Doc.", in this great adolescent voice that wanted to crack. I just nodded as he continued, "Will you be giving me my sports physical instead of Doctor Walters?"

"Yes", I answered, unable to resist. "Remove your shirt and T-shirt and have a seat on the table."

He unbuttoned his shirt and turned, putting it on the chair. As he began pulling the T-shirt up and off I continued, "I'll need to know your name and other information and find out if you've ever had a complete physical before." He had an almost hairless chest with small nipples. As he raised his arms I saw the teens first appearance of fine hair under his arms.

"My name is Doug. Dr. Walters has never given me a complete physical, but the coaches say I need one before I can go out for the swim team." He sat shirtless on the table. I picked up a stethescope as I moved toward him wondering how far I could take this. His skin was warm and smooth to my touch as I began the examination.