Modern Health Care?

By Redtailedman

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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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While covering second base in a high school baseball game, a player on the rival team managed to spike me high on the inner aspect of my left thigh as he was trying to break up the double play. I completed the throw despite the fact that I had a 5” bleeding gash on my leg. Coach pulled me out of the game and sent me to the nurse’s office to have the wound attended. Since it was a home game, the school nurse made a big deal of the injury and after closing the wound with a couple of butterfly strips and applying a bandage, called my stepmother and insisted I probably could use some sutures and a tetanus shot. I managed to walk the mile or so home and was just walking up our driveway when my stepmother yelled for me to come into our neighbor’s house.

She informed me that our neighbor, Silvia Duffy, who was a nurse in the local ER, was going to look at my injury to see if anything more had to be done. I was still wearing my torn and bloody baseball pants as I walked into Silvia Duffy’s kitchen. Mrs. Duffy, her daughter Donna (a classmate of mine) and my stepmother were seated around their kitchen table. Mrs. Duffy grabbed the belt of my baseball pants and said, “ Everett I’ve got to take these pants off so I can see how bad you are hurt. “ I yelled , ” Hell no, not with Donna watching,” and struggled to pull away. In a flash my stepmother was up, slapped me hard across the face and yelled,” we will have none of your nonsense little boy.”

As I struggled to pull away , my stepmother grabbed my wrist and pulled it up high behind my back. “ Take his pants off Donna,” she yelled. My torn pants were quickly pulled down and then off along with my underwear and I was pushed face down on the kitchen table and held fast by my stepmother. “

“ Silvia, would you hand me the belt from his baseball uniform please,” she said. She raised the belt high and brought in down hard across my bare butt cheeks a dozen or more times until I was crying loudly and begging her to stop. “Maybe this will teach you to behave and respect people who are trying to help you,” she screamed in my ear as she continued to swat away at my reddening rear. Finally, after an additional 50 or more whacks, she relented and let go of my arm and yanked me to my feet. My hands immediately went to rubbing my sore heiney and I stood there nude from the waist down with my penis bobbimg in the air at a 45 degree angle.

Through my tears I saw Donna gawking at my penis and smirking and her mother looking at the bandage on my thigh which was oozing blood now. “ Stand still Everett,”said Mrs. Duffy, as she sat in a kitchen chair in front of me and started pulling off the dressing. I couldn’t help squirming as it really hurt and my stepmother responded by grabbing me by the ear and yelling “stand still or do you need more of the belt?”

Mrs. Duffy got the dressing off along with two of the butterfly strips that the school nurse had applied. She closely scrutinized my bleeding and bruised thigh and announced, “Everett you are going to need this cleaned up better and a few sutures applied so lets get you to the ER.”

My stepmother pulled me by the ear and out the door towards the car which was parked in the driveway. Mrs. Duffy and Donna followed close by our heels. “Donna grab a couple towels so we don’t get blood on my car seats,” yelled Mrs. Duffy. A grinning Donna ran back into the house and quickly returned with several towels and spread them on the back seat and then sat down in the front passenger seat her eyes never leavin g the level of my groin.

“May I please grab some clothes or a bathrobe ?” I pleaded with my stepmother. She roughly pushed me into the back seat , slid in beside me and closed the car door. “ You are lucky I am allowing you to keep your sweaty, stinky, baseball uniform shirt.” my stepmother yelled at me. At that Mrs. Duffy turned in her seat and announced, “ I don’t want his sweaty shirt staining up my car seat, take it off Everett!”

I opened my mouth to protest as my stepmother slapped me hard across the face and roughly lifted and ripped my shirt up and over my head. As soon as the shirt cleared my head and was thrown out the window, Mrs. Duffy pulled out of the driveway towards the Emergency Room. A block or two from the ER we were stopped at a redlight and a car full of girls pulled up next to us . I was mortified as I heard a girl yell ,” Hey that’s Everett Wolf and he’s naked.” I bent over and covered my crotch with both hands and prayed the light would quickly change.

Mrs. Duffy finally drove off and shortly after pulled up to the ER entrance. My stepmother opened the car door with one hand and pulled me by the ear out the door with her other hand. I held one of the towels I was sitting on in front of me as she dragged me to the ER entrance and into the waiting area in front of the reception desk. Luckily, there were no other people waiting but unluckily the reception desk was staffed by two of my classmates Bonny and Sue who starred at me with their mouths wide open in shock.

Mrs. Duffy grabbed me by the arm, announced to Bonnie and Sue, “Girls, Everett has a laceration that will probably need sutures, please call Dr. Lerner and tell her I am taking him to the prep area.” Mrs. Duffy grabbed one arm and my stepmother grabbed the other arm as the towel fell to the floor and I stood there nude and red from head to toe.

Both Bonnie and Sue stood there staring open mouthed at my semi erect penis. “Why does Everett’s penis look odd Mrs. Duffy?”, asked Bonnie. “Everett is one of the few boys who are not circumcised these days,” said Mrs. Duffy as she pulled me towards a curtained area. She pushed me through the curtain and towards an exam table.

“Get up on the table Everett and you better behave,” said my stepmother. Shortly after, Dr Lerner pushed through the curtain accompanied by Bonnie my classmate. She greeted my stepmother and Mrs. Duffy and asked what happened. “My stepson Everett managed to get his thigh cut badly while playing baseball, who ever heard of such a thing,” my stepmother snapped . “Accidents happen,” said Dr Lerner as she slipped on rubber gloves and moved next to the table.

I had not had a chance to shower after I got hurt and was sweaty and dirty with some grass still clinging to me. She looked at my injury without touching me and looked at my semi erect penis. “Uncircumcised? Almost never see an uncircumcised boy these days.”

I moved my hands to cover my crotch. Quick as a flash my stepmother pulled my hands away and pulled me onto my left side. She slapped my ass 10 times with my baseball unifom belt and shrieked at me, “I told you to behave, you better let Dr Lerner look at whatever she wants.”

Dr Lerner pronounced, “This boy is going to need a few sutures but he is really filthy, Silvia, I need Everett washed and all the hair removed from his waist to his knees, maybe you can get Bonnie and maybe your daughter Donna to take care of him.”

My stepmother hit me one more time with the belt. “ You better behave or you get more of the belt Everett,” my stepmother said. Dr Lerner walked out smirking at me and left the curtain wide open. “Let me know when he is prepped Silvia”, she said.

Mrs. Duffy rummaged in a cabinet and found a basin, some soap, some shaving cream and a bunch of towels. She also produced a small electric clipper. “Okay Donna and Bonnie, first you clip all the long hair off from his belly button to his knees, then you use the shaving cream and safety razor to cleanly shave all the hair, and I mean all the hair, even on his testicles and in the crack of his rear, Dr Lerner wants a hair free, clean area, so when you are finished shaving him, wash him thoroughly and dry him. “

Bonnie took the clipper and quickly ran it down my belly and through my pubic hair while grinning ear to ear. My stepmother looked on with a threatening glare while slapping the belt against her palm. Donna moved in with shaving cream and lathered my belly, my scrotum and both legs. She denuded my belly, and my pubis and then moved my penis out of the way and carefully scraped away all my hair.

“Open your legs wide Everett so I can shave your rear,” said Donna as she pushed my thighs apart and spread shaving cream in the crack of my rear. Quickly I was bald as a baby from my belly button to my knees front and back. “Wow Everett, I can’t believe you still get spanked,” said a voice from the open curtain as I looked up and saw Sue looking at my very red heiney.

A basin was filled with warm soapy water and Bonnie washed my face, chest, and belly and my feet, lower legs and thighs, then rinsed me off. Sue walked over to the table. “Can I wash the rest of him Mrs. Duffy?” Sue asked. “Be very thorough Sue, I will show you how to wash under his foreskin since I don’t think you have ever seen an uncircumcised penis, matter of fact I have not seen one here in years.”

With that statement, Mrs. Duffy grabbed my nearly fully erect penis and retracted my foreskin. “Ugh, look at all this dirt and smegma here girls, this is why most boys get circumcised. Everett you need to be supervised so you do a better job cleaning yourself.” She ran a soapy sponge around the tip of my penis and then turned to Sue. “That’s how you wash an uncircumcised penis, wash his testilcles and his crack and then rinse him and dry him Sue.”

Sue spent a long time looking and probing my penis and ass crack and I was hugely erect and dripping precum when she finally finished. “He does have a big penis doesn’t he Mom, “ said Donna as pulled my foreskin back and forth.

Dr Lerner poked her head in the curtained area. “Looks like you have Everett all cleaned up and ready for me,” she said. “Silvia would you get a suture pack ready for me. Everett you look like you may be running a fever. I’d better take your temperature. Bonnie would you get a rectal temperature on Everett please.”

Bonnie quickly found a rectal thermometer , some lube, snapped on gloves and tried to roll me on my side. I resisted and grabbed the edges of the exam table.

“Everett, shouted my stepmother, you just do not learn to behave.” She started hitting me wherever she could with my belt while reaching for my balls. “You roll on your side right now,” she shouted. She squeezed my balls very hard while pulling me on my side. She hit me repeatedly on my bare ass with the belt until I was yelping and crying. “Okay Bonnie I don’t think he will give you any more trouble, go ahead and take his temperature,” my stepmother said as she gave my balls a squeeze.

As Bonnie was slipping on gloves and lubing up her index finger, Mrs. Duffy said,”I think we should use this as another learning experience for Donna, Bonnie and Sue. Donna and Sue you put gloves on as well and I will show you how to find the prostate gland, pay attention and do everything I do.”

She slapped my ass cheek with a gloved hand, lubed up her index finger and pressed it into my anus. She wiggled her index finger in to about the second knuckle and announced, “his prostate is about this far in and down and is about the size of a small walnut.”

She stepped aside for Donna who put on a glove, slapped my ass, lubed up her index finger and eased it in me. I moaned a little as her finger made contact with my prostate.

Donna moved aside for a smiling Sue who slipped on gloves, slapped my ass hard , lubed up her finger and pushed into my anus. She mimicked Mrs. Duffy, located my prostate and did a thorough rub. I moaned loudly and everyone giggled except for my stepmother who just glared at me. Sue pulled her finger out and said, “your turn Bonnie.”

Bonnie already had a lubed glove on but she slapped my ass cheek anyway. “I have to take your temperature first,” as she pushed the thermometer into me and twirled it around. After what felt like a year, she pulled the thermometer out, announced that my temperature was normal and inserted her finger in me.

She took her time locating my prostate and took forever massaging me. I was moaning, leaking precum and thrusting my hips when Bonnie took her finger out and walked away chuckling. “Everett likes it up the ass,” she said.

“Men can cum by having their prostate massaged,” Mrs. Duffy said, ” if Everett behaves while Dr Lerner sutures his wound I will reward him by making him cum.”

I was rolled onto my back and held firmly by my balls as Dr Lerner pushed a tray with the suture pack next to the table. She cleaned and flushed my wound and then infiltrated the area with local anesthetic. She closed the wound with five sutures and applied another bandage. I didn’t move an inch.

She looked at my very erect and leaking penis and announced, “I think I will have to use Everett to demonstrate to other hospital personnel a non- circumcised penis.” Mrs. Duffy reached between my legs with her gloved and lubed hand, located my prostate with one hand and grasped my penis with her other hand. She started a prostate massage at the same time retracting my foreskin all the way and rubbed the tip of my penis. I moaned and bucked and very shortly shot a tremendous load of cum in the air as far as my nipples. I heard a round of applause from Donna, Sue and Bonnie and from three other girls looking in the open curtain.

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