Yes, very thoroughly

"Lie down on the bench." Miss Gomez pointed to a padded bench similar to a doctor's examining bed.

"Uh, shouldn't I be going to French."

"Madame Beauvais can wait. Coach Phillips was quite rough with you. I need to ascertain that you don't need medical attention. Now, strip to your underwear please."

Rot had only a vague recollection of Miss Gomez from when he'd been an Aaron Burr student the first time through. She'd only lasted a semester, he thought, and he did remember that she'd faced racism and prejudice both from the mostly-white students and from the all-white faculty.

"But--"

"I don't have to excuse your missing Madame Beauvais's class you know. So, strip."

A blush darkened Miss Gomez's pretty face, the color extending down her neck to where her one-piece gym suit exposed the hint of cleavage from her large breasts.

"Okay." Rot tugged off his clothing until he wore nothing but his boxers, then settled on the thin padding of the examining table. "As you can see, there's nothing broken." His hard dick protruded straight out through the fly of his boxers but he pretended not to notice.

"I will make the determination of that. Rollover please."

Rot complied, although he would have preferred something softer to put his hard dick into.

Miss Gomez ran practiced hands over his shoulders, probing muscles stiff both from his weight-lifting and from the other activities, sexual and otherwise, he'd undertaken recently. "You have been overdoing it," she said. "You won't be able to defend yourself against Coach Phillips if you continue to **** your muscles."

"My body is too scrawny," Rot said. "I need to tone it up some."

"Yes," her hands continued down to his buttocks. "Your ass is quite toned, though. Men tend to underestimate how much women appreciate a cute butt."

"That is quite... stimulating." Rot managed to suppress a groan as Miss Gomez grasped his ball-sack with one hand while caressing his ass with the other.

"Still, I find no injuries here. Let's check your legs."

Rot did groan when she abandoned his balls and ran her hands down his thighs and calves.

"Okay," she finally said. "Rollover."