No, say goodbye

The doctor turned to face him. "Alright, let's get these off," she said, taking hold of the waistband of Mitch's underwear. “We can't do anything with these on,” she said,

pulling them down to his ankles.

Mitch felt a rush of cold air hit his bare skin and he couldn't help but feel exposed. He tried to cover himself up with his hands, but the doctor gently slapped at them and moved them away, exposing his private parts. Mitch felt **** and exposed, as the doctor began to walk around him making notes on her clipboard.

"Don't worry, Mitch, I've seen it all before," she said with a wry smile. Mitch couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by her words, with every passing second, he felt more and more uneasy. As the doctor continued to circle him, Mitch tried to focus on his breathing and keep his mind distracted, but it was a difficult task.

“Well, by the looks of it, you're a little shorter than most lads your age, but that's nothing to be concerned about. Your overall physique seems good, but we'll wait for the sample results to confirm. Just relax and we'll be done soon.”

Mitch felt his face flush with embarrassment, and he instinctively covered his privates again. He had never been comfortable with nudity, especially not in front of strangers.

“No, no,” the doctor said, “I said relax,” she smiled and took hold of his wrists.

He reluctantly let the doctor move his hands away, feeling exposed and ****.

“Now, keep your hands by your side, please.”

It was easier said than done. He couldn't help but feel self-conscious, knowing that the doctor was examining every inch of his body. He tried to distract himself by focusing on the posters on the wall, but his mind kept wandering back to the uncomfortable situation he was in.

"Okay, let's get on with it.” The doctor said, cheerily approaching Mitch with a stethoscope in hand. He braced himself for the cold touch of the instument, feeling a sense of vulnerability wash over him.

He felt her coat brush against his penis, and again, he instinctively covered himself with his hands. The doctor gave him a withering look before quickly pushing them away. The doctor placed the stethoscope on Mitch's chest and listened intently.

The doctor removed the stethoscope and scribbled something else on her clipboard.