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Medical Screening (Part 3)
Friday, 18 December 2009, 2151 hrs
We now stood at the back of the room waiting to be called for the ECG. With Shun Rong to my right, Yan Xiang to my left and Mike beside Yan Xiang, we were chatting away. About five minutes later and yet another batch of people coming in, some of the heads were already turned back to their friends. The new guys that came in, together with a good half of the people in the room were still looking at me. My raging hormones sustained my erection until now and I started seeping precum. I could actually feel one drop dripping off the tip of my cock. I pretend nothing had happened so that my friends wouldn't look down at my dick again but I am sure someone out there saw that drop of precum dripping off.
About fifteen minutes had passed and my number appeared on the board for my turn to get my ECG done. By now, my erection had gone down. I proceed into the crowd and strolled along the aisle of the chairs to parade my bare naked bubble butt for everyone while making my way into the ECG cubicle. Looking in, my heart started pounding again. I had really hoped to come into this particular cubicle because the medic here was the most desirable amongst others. Standing at about 1.78 metres (I compared him to my own height), he donned his battledress snugly. His arms filled the sleeve, which was folded up neatly, and the Velcro at the waist was pulled back tightly, revealing a V-tapered upper body and pumped-up arms. "I see that you are enjoying your time here", he said with a chuckle, and I handed over the piece of paper on my hand while trying to make sense of that little chuckle.
I climbed up the surgical bed and laid there, with the cubicle's opening towards my right. The medic, a Sergeant, then went over to draw the curtains. Oh, he was clearly interested in me. He placed his gloved hand on my tummy and ran through the procedure that he is about to perform. This first and then that, while maintaining that friendly smile on his face. Influenced by his friendliness, I kept nodding and acknowledging to each sentence he said with a smile. Each time, my reciprocated smile becomes more genuine. Each smile became wider. Him, sensing my affectionate reaction to his hand on my stomach, proceed to show his interest in me. This licentious Sergeant then moved his hand down to my crotch and left it there! He took a gamble and crossed all kinds of professional boundaries. It was a real kinky moment with me lying stark naked in front of a medic specialist in full uniform and my dick in his hands. Getting excited again, my dick started shoving itself up his palm and made its way out between his thumb and index fingers. He conveniently grabbed on to it and actually started giving my dick a massage. Needless to say, I was having a full hard on again in no time.
What has to be done still has to be done. He took the electrodes and stuck them at the required locations and turned on the machine to run. With the machine doing its job now, he started playing with the remnant precum that was left in the folds of my foreskin with his fingertips. He started milking me slowly. I reached out my hand and grabbed his crotch, where I felt his cock parking upwards inside his underwear. I snuck my little finger into his pants, in between the holes left by the row of buttons and gave his thigh and testicles a tickle. It was an intense minute and my amount of precum exploded. 'Beep', the machine sounded. He bent down and licked off all the precum produced in this short while. When he looked at the ECG chart, he realised the mistake we had made. My heartrate was abnormally elevated and it would sure raise suspicions when the Medical Officer sees it. Luckily for us, the system still prints out the physical chart instead of being stored electronically. He explained to me and took another set of readings without us doing anything. He turned his back on me and appeared to be writing something on a piece of paper. After the second set of data is done, he removed the electrodes with one hand while stroking my dick with the other. I gave him a gleeful look on my face. Then, picking up from the table where he left it, he stuffed a strip of paper into my hands and went over to open the curtains. With one swift motion, the gliders screeched on the tracks and heads were turned to my direction. Pointed 45 degrees up from my stomach, my erection was a spectacle again. I climbed down and exited the cubicle, strutted my way into the crowd with yet another intense erection and joined back my friends. I took a look at the piece of paper in my grip…
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