First Exam

Ethan had just turned 18 and was eager to spread his wings. His first solo trip to a new doctor's office was a rite of passage, and he wanted his father, Tom, by his side. Dr. Harris, a tall, sandy-blonde god of a man in his late thirties, had a reputation for being thorough and kind. Tom rushed to the office, his heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement.

The nurse led Tom directly to Ethan's exam room. Ethan was already there, wearing a blue hospital gown, his phone in hand. He looked up and smiled at Tom, his eyes sparkling with a mix of innocence and curiosity. Tom felt a wave of relief and pride; his son was growing up.

"Hey, Ethan. Dr. Harris called and said you wanted me here," Tom said, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach.

"Yeah, he was asking about... man stuff. I wasn't sure how to answer him," Ethan admitted, his cheeks flushing slightly.

Before Tom could respond, Dr. Harris entered the room, his presence commanding and reassuring. "Hi, I'm Dr. Harris. You must be Tom. Ethan, I'll be right back; I need to have a quick word with your dad."

Tom followed Dr. Harris to his office, his mind racing with questions. "Thanks for coming in on short notice," Dr. Harris began, his voice smooth and professional. "Ethan is fine, but there are a few things we need to discuss."

Tom nodded, his throat dry. "Is everything okay?"

Dr. Harris leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving Tom's. "Ethan is uncircumcised, and I wanted to talk to him about personal hygiene. He seemed a bit unsure, so I thought it best to involve you."

Tom shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I see. My ex-wife handled all that stuff. I've been working a lot, but I'm trying to make more time for Ethan now."

Dr. Harris smiled warmly. "That's great to hear. Now, about Ethan's condition. He has a slight phimosis, where the foreskin is a bit tight and doesn't retract fully. It's common and often corrects itself, but it's something we should keep an eye on."

Tom nodded, feeling a mix of concern and gratitude. "What do we do now?"

Dr. Harris stood up, his chair creaking softly. "Let's go talk to Ethan together. I want to show you both some techniques that will benefit his health."

Back in the exam room, Ethan put his phone down as they entered. Dr. Harris pulled out a few items from a drawer, his movements efficient and confident. "Ethan, please lift your gown," he instructed gently.

Ethan complied, his eyes wide with a mix of nervousness and excitement. Tom took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He watched as Dr. Harris put on rubber gloves and approached Ethan with a gentle touch.

"Okay, Ethan, I'm going to pull back your foreskin and want you to tell me if it starts to hurt," Dr. Harris said, his voice soothing and reassuring.

Ethan nodded, his breath hitching slightly as the doctor began the examination. Tom watched, his heart pounding in his chest. He saw the redness around Ethan's glans, the tightness of the foreskin, and the way Ethan's body responded to the doctor's touch.

"Right there, it stings a bit," Ethan said, his voice a low moan.

Dr. Harris nodded understandingly. "That's normal. Now, let's talk about cleaning. You need to make sure you clean your penis thoroughly, especially under the foreskin. Let me show you how."

Tom's eyes widened as Dr. Harris took Ethan's stiffening cock in his hand, his touch firm yet gentle. He demonstrated how to clean the area, his fingers moving with practiced ease. Tom could feel his own arousal building, his pants growing tight.

"Make sure you rinse well, Ethan. You don't want any soapy residue," Dr. Harris instructed, his voice low and intimate.

Tom adjusted his pants, trying to hide his growing erection. "Dr. Harris, what about stretching exercises? Can I help with that?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire.

Dr. Harris turned to him, a knowing smile on his lips. "That's a great idea, Tom. With your help, we can speed up the process. Here, let me show you."

He guided Tom's hands, teaching him how to stretch Ethan's foreskin gently but firmly. Tom could feel the heat radiating from Ethan's body, the way his breath hitched with each touch. He looked into Ethan's eyes, seeing a mix of trust and arousal reflected back at him.

"Stretch him for about 30 seconds in each direction, twice a day, along with using the ointment I'll prescribe," Dr. Harris instructed, his voice low and intimate.

Tom nodded, his hands trembling slightly as he followed the doctor's instructions. He could feel Ethan's precum on his fingers, the way Ethan's body responded to his touch. It was intimate, erotic, and unlike anything he had ever experienced.

"Pull down his foreskin, slowly, until Ethan tells you to stop," Dr. Harris said, his voice a low growl.

Ethan moaned, his body arching slightly as Tom followed the doctor's instructions. "Right there, Dad. It's sensitive," he gasped, his voice hoarse with desire.

Tom looked at Dr. Harris, seeing the same arousal reflected in the doctor's eyes. "We just want to stretch him a little, a little pain will help in the long run," Dr. Harris said, his voice low and intimate.

Tom nodded, his hands moving with a newfound confidence. He stroked Ethan's cock, feeling the softness of the foreskin, the hardness of the shaft beneath. He looked into Ethan's eyes, seeing the trust and desire there.

"Dad... I think... I'm close," Ethan gasped, his body tensing.

Dr. Harris smiled, a knowing look in his eyes. "A little more stretching, Tom. You're doing great."

Ethan moaned, his body arching as Tom continued to stroke him. "I'm about to... oh god, Dad..." he cried out, his voice hoarse with pleasure.

Tom felt Ethan's cock swell in his hand, the rush of his son's orgasm coating his fingers. He stroked Ethan through his release, feeling the powerful spasms of his son's body. It was erotic, intimate, and unlike anything he had ever experienced.

"Oh wow!" Dr. Harris exclaimed, a smile on his lips. "That was... intense."

Tom let go of Ethan's cock, his own body aching with need. "I'll give you guys a few minutes," Dr. Harris said, his voice low and intimate as he left the room.

Tom turned to Ethan, a soft smile on his lips. "Nice load, son," he said, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Ethan grinned, his cheeks flushing with pleasure. "Thanks, Dad. That was... wow."

Tom nodded, his heart swelling with love and pride. "I'm here for you, Ethan. Always."

As they left the exam room, Tom knew that this experience had brought them closer than ever. He looked at Dr. Harris, a knowing smile passing between them. They had shared something special, something that would bond them forever.