Yes, everything's got to be above board

He stood there, feeling **** and exposed, the doctor gave him no comfort as she scribbled away on her clipboard. She didn't look at him once.

As he stood nervously waiting for his parents to arrive. He wondered what they would think when they saw him in this state. Would they be disappointed? Angry? Concerned? Mitch had always been a private person, and the thought of his mother seeing him like this was more than unsettling. The thought of his stepfather seeing him completely naked made him feel sick to his stomach.

He tried to distract himself by focusing on the room's sterile walls and the beeping of the machines, but his mind kept going back to his parents' arrival. Mitch couldn't help but feel like a child again, waiting for his parents to come pick him up from detention. Except this time, he wasn't just embarrassed about a bad attitude in class or a fight with the bully, he was embarrassed about his entire naked body. His mother hadn't seen him naked since he was about nine years old. And his stepdad had routinely seen him naked for spankings and... other embarrassing situations.

The door creaked open, and in walked the nurse, clutching a bag of medical equipment. His mother made a small shriek at the sight of him naked as she followed the nurse inside. She tried to avert her gaze.

Then his stepfather walked in behind her, and a wide, sadistic smile bloomed across the older man's face. "My god, Mitch, you'll give your mother a heart attack, you scrawny son of a bitch." He walked up to Mitch and slapped him on the back with a huge laugh.

Mitch's heart raced as he watched them take in the sight of him standing there, naked and ****, desperately cupping his junk. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the doctor lift her head.

Then his two stepsisters, Margo and Nel, walked in behind them and almost couldn't contain their glee at seeing him in such a humiliating position. He had never felt so exposed and humiliated in his life. He wished he could disappear or wake up from this horrible dream. He couldn't believe that his family was all here, witnessing his most **** moment.

The nurse directed his family members to sit at the desk with the doctor. The doctor handed the nurse a clipboard before nodding to her. The nurse took her cue and walked over to Mitch.

Mitch's stepfather continued to laugh to himself, enjoying every moment of his discomfort. Mitch's mother tried to cover her eyes, but her curiosity got the best of her. The nurse remained calm and professional, but Mitch could see a small smile in the corner of her mouth. As for his stepsisters, they were practically beside themselves with glee at his embarrassment.

"I'm sorry if his nakedness surprises you. This is all part of the examination, I'm afraid. All of his belongings must be tested in our lab. You can never be too careful these days. Junkies and addicts have no place in the military. If you can just give me a second, I just need to finish writing this report."

There weren't enough chairs for his stepsister to sit too, so they stood by their father's chair and faced Mitch, giving him a mocking smirk. Mitch's cheeks burned with humiliation as he wished he could disappear. He had always known that his stepfather was cruel, but he never imagined they would stoop this low.

“We just need to finish up with Mitch, but while the nurse takes care of that, I'll explain the paperwork to you,” the doctor said.

"Nurse Nadia, if you could collect the samples for us," the doctor said to the beautiful nurse.

“Of course,” Nurse Nadia replied.

She was much closer to him than he expected, suddenly startling him with her voice. He wanted nothing more than to disappear or wake up from this terrible nightmare. Mitch felt utterly helpless and humiliated. Each one of his family taking in the sight of him standing there naked and ****.

The nurse began to speak, explaining what was happening next and what she needed to do. Mitch tried to focus on her words, but the stares of his family members were too distracting.

The nurse set her bag of medical pots and swabs on the side next to him. “I'll need to collect the swabs before the other samples.” she said, flicking through the paperwork on the clipboard. Mitch felt a wave of dread wash over him as he realised that this ordeal was far from over. He reluctantly nodded in response to the nurse's statement, his mind still racing with questions and fears.

“But first, I'll take a couple of blood samples,” the nurse said, “Come and sit here.” Mitch complied and sat on the examination bed, trying desperately not to expose his junk to his stepsisters.

With a needle in hand, the nurse pierced Mitch's skin. After the blood samples were taken, the nurse proceeded to hand Mitch a flask type sample pot. It was huge. “I need you to fill this flask for the urine sample." Mitch took the flask from the doctor, feeling a mix of embarrassment and discomfort.

“Should I put on a gown or something to go to the bathroom?” Mitch asked, looking around for something to wear.

"No, that won't be necessary; we need to just crack on; you can fill it standing right there.”

Panic began to set in for Mitch as he realised he would have to pee in a flask in front of the entire room. He turned around, trying to keep his back to everyone. But the nurse gently reminded him that she needed to make sure he was providing a valid sample and would need to observe the process. Mitch reluctantly complied and turned back. He held the flask in position and, with his other hand, aimed his penis. It was incredibly embarrassing.

He could feel his stepsister's eyes on him, and he couldn't help but wonder what they were whispering about. He tried to ignore their presence and focus. The pressure to perform on command was overwhelming.

He closed his eyes and tried to block out the noise around him, but the sound of the urine hitting the flask was humiliating enough.

Mitch felt overwhelmingly self-conscious as he tried to urinate into the flask.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, he was able to fill the flask to the required level. He quickly handed it to the nurse feeling relieved but also incredibly embarrassed.

He looked up to see that both of his stepsisters had their phones out, pointing the cameras in his direction. Mitch felt a wave of shame wash over him as he realised that his stepsisters had captured his humiliating moment on camera. He felt violated and ashamed, wondering what they would do with the footage they had just captured.

The doctor was still sitting at her desk with his parents, explaining and instructing them on how to fill out the paperwork as Mitch waited for further instructions from the nurse.

"Okay, let's move on to the swabs; this might be a bit uncomfortable,” the nurse said, as she began preparing the materials. unwrapping the first two swabs inserting them in his mouth and nose.

He couldn't believe no one was paying attention to the rotten girls filming him, "Hey, would you mind?!" Mitch said in a frustrated tone, gesturing towards his stepsisters with his hand.

The nurse turned around and noticed what was happening. "Girls, please put your phones away. This is a private and sensitive moment for your stepbrother," she said firmly. Mitch felt grateful for the nurse's intervention.

Mitch groaned inwardly, wondering what else they would make him do. He braced himself for the next step, knowing that it was all necessary to figure out what was wrong with him. The nurse instructed him to lie down on the exam table and to relax his legs. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing as the nurse began the next part of the exam.

But then he heard his stepfather's voice suddenly boom from across the room, “What’s happening? What's wrong with the girls recording him? There's nothing wrong with being curious! It's educational! Follow me, girls. Keep your cameras rolling.”

"Yes of course," The nurse said, trying to maintain her composure. "But your stepson needs to have privacy during his exam. Please sit down and ask your daughters to put away their phones."

His stepfather looked taken aback for a moment, but then a sneer crossed his face. “What’s the matter, Mitch? You shy?” he taunted.

Mitch felt his face flush with anger and embarrassment. He knew he couldn’t let his stepfather get the best of him, though.

"N-no, I'm not shy. I just don't want to be filmed by those two. Is that too much to ask?" He retorted, his voice steady despite the tremble he felt in his chest. His stepfather glaced down at Mitch's junk as the nurse inserted a swab into his mouth and let out a laugh and shook his head.

"Fine, fine." He sighed, smirking. He leant down and whispered something to his wretched offspring, as the nurse continued with her swabs.

Mitch watched his stepfather's lips move, but couldn't make out what was being said. He couldn't shake the feeling that they were talking about him, and it made him even more uneasy. As the nurse unwrapped the first swab, Mitch lay back down. He felt her insert the swab where the top of his thigh met his junk. He shuddered.