Sex Stories

Students are poor people, so in the summer I got a part-time job at a venereal disease office. The salary is good, the work is not dusty, and patients, in contrast to general belief, often come here to obtain a certificate of freedom from disease. And I liked looking at naked male organs.

Now is the busiest time for our work. People that go to sanatoriums, camps, and even after returning from vacation pass by our place. Therefore, the flow of visitors is quite large. But most of all, I like to see athletes get tested before competitions and training camps.

Stretchy muscular bodies are my weakness, and guys often don't lose my interested glances. In the exam, they try to show off their figure, exposing themselves completely. My nipples are already standing all day, and the sight of the naked bodies of the athletes make my head clouded and my whole body ache with the desire to have sex.

"Lena..." Our doctor, a crafty man in his fifties, turned to me. "We are planning an exit commission for the military registration and enlistment office, wow, they pay double."

"Yes, of course." I didn't think much about it, and the doctor apparently didn't doubt my agreement, because he smirked and wrote my name on the visiting committee.

Wow, there will only be boys, the same juice. I really wanted to work and hoped to see enough hot bodies, and maybe some interesting cases would happen.

At the screening office, I was greeted with a testosterone blast. Boys in the same underwear filled all visible space in the hallways. And when they saw me they made a noise, and when our doctor and I disappeared into the office with the inscription of a venereologist, there was a happy hiss and laughter. The boys realized that I was the one looking at their private parts. Among the boys, I saw Pashka, my former classmate, and I nodded as he passed.

"You made quite a stir." The doctor praised me or scolded me. "Who did you say hello to, your boyfriend?"

permanent one even more. Apparently

forms, I did not have time, as it should be considered, not a single boy. They passed in front of me, showing their behinds, but I couldn't see any more. I sat on the other side of the screen and dreamed of examining at least one more closely. The guys joked and asked me to examine

said that he would take a break, and then we will fill out the papers. I loved taking a look at the many young dicks. The doctor called the next one and began to

the second began to roll and feel the balls. “You need to feel if the testicles are intact, check the weight and the shape. In special cases, each

let this guy go and he, embarrassed by so much attention

your skills to the test." The doctor winked at me.

he felt ashamed, but no more than me, my cheeks were burning and my treacherous nipples

man, go behind the screen, and take off your underpants." Pasha, looking at me with embarrassment, took

cold fingers, he immediately reacted, his skin crawled with goose bumps. I lifted the scrotum in my hand and froze. Oh, what

to measure each testicle and write down the

was already turned on and wanted

measuring device, take out an egg and

to it and saw what looked like a gauge. I took the device in one hand and tried the procedure. But I realized that none of that would come of it. You must release the scrotum and remove the testicle. But I didn't want to part with