Rugby Hunk's Injury
Brian Sturgeon is all fired up and ready to go. At the peek of his physical fitness he thinks he's ready for anything. But no amount of muscle and brute strength will do him any good when he goes to see Kimberly - the team physiotherapist. Whilst with her he must do whatever she says - no matter how uncomfortable it makes him feel.
The stadium is starting to fill up as the supporters arrive. Some players warm up on the pitch and the atmosphere is electric.
Brian heads to the changing room where Kimberly is preparing for him. He's a little intimidated by the stern woman even though he would never admit it.
He walks in, trying to act casual - not wanting to give away how awkward he feels in her presence.
"Ah yes, Brian, on time for once," says Kimberly and Brian smiles sheepishly. "Well you know the score - strip down and get into position so I can strap you up."
Brian does as he is told and pulls his top up over his head.
On the pitch and off he's normally a strong, confident man. But somehow sessions with the female physio always make him feel like an embarrassed little boy again.
He knows it's something he must go through but he'd much rather be out facing his opponents than having to strip off in front of Kimberly.
He puts his leg up on the bench so that the woman can do her job more easily. The sooner this is over and done with the better for him.
"So erm... I think we're on form to win," he says nervously, trying to break the ice.
"We're a much tighter team than they are and we've been practising really hard," he continues. Kimberly merely grunts a noncommittal reply.
She applies the tape to his back. Brian feels obliged to fill the silence of the draughty changing room which he finds oppressive.
He babbles on little realising how disinterested Kimberly is. She has other members of the team to see and isn't really listening to his ramblings.
She pulls firmly on his shorts so she can get access to where she needs. Brian carries on talking feeling more and more nervous.
Kimberly grabs hold of the material and yanks hard - exposing his firm round buttocks and jockstrap.
She trims the tape at the waistband of his jock while he tries to win favour with her. "Of course their side doesn't have the excellent team of professionals behind them that we do," he says.
"Their physio is nowhere near as well regarded as you." But Kimberly is impervious to flattery and responds with a terse: "Yes I'm sure."
Kimberly is very different from the women that Brian is used to. They are all impressed by him and squabble for his attention. Whereas the physio just sees him as work.
The woman slides his shorts further down so she can apply more strapping where it is needed.
She's unaware that her actions make Brian uncomfortable. Not that it would make any difference if she were.
She has a job to do and she intends to do it to the best of her ability. She expects full cooperation from every sportsman that comes to see her.
Her reputation is well deserved - she doesn't suffer fools gladly and has been known to make grown men cower.
"So er... is everything OK?" Brian asks - hoping to engage with her and make the process a little less nerve-wracking. "Everything is as well as can be expected," she responds brusquely.
The two of them are so wrapped up in what they are doing that they don't hear someone come in. "Hello! I'm Sophie Watts," says the girl standing in front of Brian, "I'm here to interview you."
"Brian," he says, and shakes her hand, taken aback by her sudden appearance and aware of his semi-undressed state.
"Now let me just get out my Dictaphone to make sure I get the quotes right." Kimberly rummages in her bag and pulls out a small device.
"OK - I'm ready to go. I have to say, it's an absolute <em>honour</em> to meet you. I'm such a huge fan!" She gushes.
"Well thank you," says Brian modestly, "I'm always ready to do what I can for my fans."
Sophie notices just how far down his shorts are and cannot resist taking a look at his arse. 'Very nice!' She thinks to herself.
'That physio is one lucky woman. I wouldn't mind doing <em>her</em> job for a day!'
"First question then. How confident are you before this very important match?" Sophie waves the Dictaphone in his direction to record what he says.
"Well I'm glad you asked that. I'm very confident indeed Sophie," he replies. Kimberly stands there annoyed - nobody has informed her of this interview and she doesn't like interruptions.
"You shouldn't be here," says Kimberly abruptly, "I have this man to attend to and I can't do it if you're questioning him now can I?"
"Of course," says Sophie right away, "I understand completely. I'll come back after the match." She puts her recording device away.
She hurries out of the door not wanting to risk a confrontation with the physiotherapist but determined that she'll get her interview one way or another.
"Step down please Brian," says Kimberly giving him a nudge when he doesn't react immediately.
He turns around with his shorts only held up by his big rugby player thighs. It's this next bit that he dreads the most.
He starts rambling on again to hide his nerves as Kimberly kneels down and takes hold of his shorts.
She whips them down over the bulge in his jockstrap.
He puts his hand to his head as she takes them off completely. He's terrified that he might embarrass himself in front of her and is momentarily silenced.
She seizes the waistband of his jock and starts to pull on that. Her fingers brush against his pubic hair and he gulps.
The jockstrap is tight and the woman has to really pull on it to get it down. "Steady on," he says - worried that she might accidentally grab hold of his privates in her eagerness to get the thing off.
Kimberly rolls the stretched material down, revealing the bushy hair around his genitals. Brian frowns - the time it is taking making him feel even more on edge.
"There we are!" Says the woman finally as she manages to get the tight-fitting garment under control.
One more pull and his penis and testicles tumble out into view causing Brian to suck in a breath. From here on in it's going to take every ounce of his self control because upsetting Kimberly and facing her wrath doesn't bear thinking about!
Brian starts to feel more and more tense as Kimberly conducts the routine examination and strapping to ensure he's in top condition before the match. For him, being naked around the determined woman makes him uncomfortable. It would be a disaster if he were to become aroused in front of her. But her delicate touch is already starting to affect his heightened senses.
Kimberly continues to slowly work his tight-fitting jockstrap down. It's agonising for Brian to have to stand there helplessly while she reveals his genitals to the cool air of the changing room.
Kimberly is completely professional - she's seen plenty of rugby players' penises so his is nothing special to her.
But she is having difficulty getting his jock completely off. Working with men with such large thighs it's an occupational hazard.
A hefty yank finally gets it down and she instructs Brian to lift his leg so she can remove it completely.
Brian suddenly feels very hot as he watches the woman cast his undergarment aside.
"Surely we can skip this bit?" He asks plaintively. Kimberly fixes him with a cool stare.
"I mean it must be less than three months since you last examined me. Nothing's changed since then. I'm sure you have other things to do," he blurts out.
Kimberly sighs impatiently. He's not the first player to try and get out of a physical. "I don't know what you men make so much fuss about a silly little exam. You know it has to be done." Her tone is final and he knows there's no point arguing further.
"Now back up on the bench please," she says and with a sigh, Brian does as he's told - wary of pushing her too far.
Now his buttocks are properly exposed she can finish off strapping him up. She measures another pieces of tape in readiness.
He rubs his hands together, his palms sweaty as he waits for her to continue. He wishes she would hurry up and get it over and done with.
He feels dreadfully exposed being fully naked in the locker room when anybody could walk in and see him like this.
Kimberly is methodical - it's more important that she does things right than worrying herself about what her subject is feeling.
The tape must be positioned just so in order to do its job properly and support his glutes during what will undoubtedly be a very physically demanding match.
Brian stiffens as he feels her hands touching his flesh once again. He knows she is merely doing her job but it's so hard for him not to think erotic thoughts.
She fiddles with the tape - which has become stuck to itself. He takes deep breaths to try and calm himself down.
Every time he has to undergo this procedure he feels embarrassed - it never seems to get any easier. The only consolation is that it doesn't happen very often.
She pats the tape down, unaware of the effect contact between herself and Brian is having on him.
"You can get down now," she says. Brian does so but his trepidation increases - he knows full well she isn't finished yet.
He turns to stand before her, his penis and testicles hanging proud in front of him.
Kimberly regards his privates thoughtfully. Brian can feel her penetrating gaze on him and closes his eyes - trying to concentrate on not getting hard.
He finds the formidable woman both attractive and frightening in equal measure.
Kimberly begins - checking his quads to make sure there are no injuries that could affect his game. She casually brushes his penis and testicles aside.
His heavy dangling balls are getting in the way and she tuts with annoyance as though he were doing something deliberately to annoy her.
Brian stands stock still, not moving a muscle. It's this bit that he hates the most - more than once he's come close to springing an erection.
Kimberly is known to be less than impressed if that happens and players have been sent from her almost in tears with an earful of abuse.
The woman carries on feeling him over to make sure he's fit to play.
He gasps as she pushes his testicles out of her way. She's being quite rough with him and it's a little uncomfortable.
Yet at the same time it feels sort of nice and Brian can feel his body starting to respond.
He moistens his dry lips. Images of Kimberly performing sex acts on him fill his mind.
He wishes she would stop - it's all getting too much for him to bear and he's not sure how much longer he'll be able to control himself.
His penis starts to thicken causing his foreskin to roll back.
He tries desperately to bring himself back under control but it's so hard when there is a pretty women on her knees in front of him with her mouth mere inches from his penis.
'Please... not now!' He thinks to himself. It would be a bad way to start the match with a warning for inappropriate behaviour in front of the team physiotherapist.
He expects for her to notice any second and admonish him. He feels a tightness in his chest with fear.
But the woman carries on without comment and he starts to relax a little. Although it's taking all his concentration not to become fully erect.
"OK - you're fit to play. You can go now," says Kimberly finally. Her words are like music to his ears and he hurriedly grabs his jockstrap to cover himself up.
He pulls it on quickly - grateful he didn't embarrass himself. What a relief!
In his haste he crushes his cock and balls painfully but carries on - wanting to get out of the room as quickly as possible. Kimberly watches in mild amusement.
Brian seizes his shorts and quickly pulls them on feeling more confident now his genitals are covered. After this the match itself holds no fear for him. But little does he know that he'll be seeing Kimberly again very soon. And when he does he'll realise that the pre-match physical was a walk in the park compared to what is to come.
Brian found his pre-match check over very embarrassing indeed and was grateful when it was finally over. He was glad to be able to get away from the cramped confines of the locker room and onto the pitch. Facing their opponents is far easier than having to strip naked for Kimberly! Unfortunately for the rugby hunk he's going to have to see her again much sooner than he would have liked.
It is the 75th minute of the St Olaf's Lager Cup semi-final and the crowd are going wild. But the match is temporarily halted while one unfortunate player is assisted off the pitch.
Brian Sturgeon is in bad shape and has to be helped by Kimberly back into the changing room.
Every step he takes causes him agony and he leans on the woman for support, puffing as he makes his way.
"OW!" He exclaims, his hand going to his crotch where the pain is.
"Where does it hurt?" Asks Kimberly in a concerned tone. "Right here," he replies, "I was kicked right in the nuts!"
"How unfortunate," commiserates the woman, "I'd better take a look and see if there's any damage."
It's the last thing Brian wants but nonetheless he stands there meekly complaint as Kimberly kneels before him and whips his shorts down.
He lets out an involuntary yelp as she gently feels around the problem area.
He sucks in air. "That hurts!" He exclaims as Kimberly touches his sore testicles.
He tries to keep himself in check - not wanting to appear weak in front of the team physio. But it's very difficult when everything she does causes him pain.
Although Kimberly isn't trying to hurt him on purpose, she needs to check him over thoroughly to ensure there's nothing seriously wrong. She knows from experience how men tend to create a lot of fuss when there's an injury in their groin.
"It's no good," she says standing up abruptly, "I can't see properly. Your jockstrap will have to come off." She reaches on top of the locker for some scissors.
Trying to pull the tight-fitting garment off is only likely to cause him more pain so it's better all round if she just cuts the thing off.
All the same, it's nerve wracking for Brian with the sharp metal scissors so close to his privates.
Seconds later and one of the straps pings free and he feels relief as some of the pressure on his balls is eased.
Kimberly cuts the other side and his penis and testicles fall out.
She pulls the remains of his jock completely away and discards it. Although his penis and testicles feel more comfortable now, he starts to feel awkward being uncovered in front of the woman once again.
Kimberly wastes no time and kneels down to check his wounded area over thoroughly.
She hears him sucking in his breath as she manipulates his genitals but carries on regardless. From what she can see he's being a big baby over it all - but it's better to be safe than sorry.
Although there is no outward sign of injury she has to be sure there's nothing that could affect his long-term career so continues to poke and prod him about.
It feels very odd to Brian - the mixture of pain from where he was kicked and pleasure from the woman's touch on his privates.
Kimberly decides to remove his shorts completely as they are just getting in the way.
Brian watches as she does so realising to his chagrin that this is going to take a lot longer than he was expecting. Perhaps he shouldn't have made quite so much fuss about it.
The woman resumes her examination - carefully raising his penis then letting it drop.
She weighs his testicles in her palm and feels them to make sure they aren't swollen. So far everything seems OK.
Brian gasps as her actions cause a sharp pain to shoot through him. Kimberly tuts - not impressed with his apparently low pain threshold.
She's totally absorbed in what she is doing - the team's physical health is her responsibility and she takes it <em>very</em> seriously.
"We might as well take your top off," she says, pulling at his shirt. "I should really check you over completely."
"Actually, I think it's starting to feel better already," says Brian - not keen on having to spend any more time than is necessary stark naked in the woman's company.
He tries to cover himself up with his hands feeling even more on edge than before. "I'll be the judge of <em>that</em>!" Says Kimberly firmly.
The two of them are so focussed that at first they don't hear the door open and Sophie bursting in once again - waving her Dictaphone around. "I'm here to do my interview," she announces.
"Errr. Now's not really a good time..." he begins but Sophie talks over him: "So how do you think the match went? Are you sorry to have been pulled off? How did it feel to be kicked right in the nuts?"
He stutters, trying to answer her rapid-fire questions. "Well it hurts obviously. But I'm sure I'll be fit to play in our next match." Sophie eyes his exposed penis and testicles openly making him feel even more nervous.
"So the Torquay Tigers' stud will still be able to satisfy the ladies after this little... er.. <em>incident</em>?" She enquires with a smirk. "Oh yes. I'm sure I will," replies Brian - keen not to let down his legions of female admirers.
Kimberly stands there getting more and more cross while Sophie asks her banal questions. She really should be continuing to check Brian over not stand around while all this nonsense takes place.
As Sophie's questions become ever more personal, Brian cups his hands around his genitals protectively.
Another spasm of pain makes him wince and lose his track.
Kimberly decides that enough is enough and steps in. "I'm sorry Miss Watts," she says, "but I have an injured player to se too."
"Well maybe I could be of some use?" Enquires Sophie. "I could lend you a hand and ask some questions at the same time. How does that sound?"
Kimberly thinks about it for a moment or two. "Yes - I guess that's acceptable. You can grab hold of Brian's leg and help support him while I take a proper look at the problem area," she says - much to his dismay. As if getting kicked in the balls wasn't bad enough!
Brian is starting to regret making such a fuss about his injury. He never expected it to lead to being stripped completely naked and having his genitals examined closely. But Kimberly is a very thorough woman and won't let him go until she's completely sure there's nothing seriously wrong with him - no matter how bad it makes him feel. And now she has a willing assistant in the form of young Sophie Watts.
Brian's testicles are still very tender but that doesn't prevent his penis from twitching in the presence of the two women.
Kimberly directs Sophie take hold of one leg to support him and remove the pressure from the affected area.
She grabs his other leg and pulls them apart to make him more comfortable. Although the effect of having two women touching him is having quite the opposite result.
Sophie then stands and braces herself with her legs wrapped around Brian's thigh while Kimberly starts to peel off the tape from his back.
Normally she'd gently ease it off but time is of the essence so she yanks on it. Brian bites his lip to stop himself from moaning at the sudden sharp pain.
He gasps and looks over his shoulder - It's surprising how much it hurts! Sophie has to suppress the urge to laugh at the wounded look on his face.
'So much for big tough rugby players!' She thinks to herself.
Having removed the tape from his back, Kimberly starts on the strapping running down his buttocks.
It's even more fiddly to remove as it's stuck fast to his hairy backside and won't come away easily.
Brian fights the urge to pull away. He knows the tape has to come off, and that Kimberly is just doing her job - but his instinct is to curse loudly at the pain.
"Stop making such a fuss," says Sophie has he winces, "I'm sure it's not <em>that</em> bad."
He grits his teeth, feeling embarrassed that the girl has noticed his reaction to the pain. He wishes she would just go away - it's so much worse with her here to witness this.
Kimberly meanwhile ignores the strange noises he's making and continues with her work methodically.
She finishes one side and pulls on the tape on his other buttock.
She manages to whip it off fairly quickly - taking a load of hair with it and causing him to yelp loudly.
He breathes a sight of relief now it's over. "There," says Kimberly, "all done. Now I can examine you properly. Sophie, perhaps you'd like to help?"
Sophie is amazed at being given such an opportunity and readily agrees. She's never had the chance to manhandle a top athlete's penis and testicles before so this is going to be a real treat.
"So first I'm going to check all around the affected area," explains Kimberly, moving his genitals aside. Sophie is desperate to touch but waits to be given permission to do so.
"Could you hold his privates for me?" Asks Kimberly and Sophie eagerly takes hold of him.
The women manipulate his cock and balls, peering all around them. Sophie has no idea what they are supposed to be looking for but is grateful for the experience. It'll make a great feature in her article!
Brian feels his penis starting to respond despite his best efforts. The pain in his balls is no match for the overpowering effect the two women are having on him.
Sophie can feel his penis hardening in her grip and looks up at him but he cannot meet her gaze and closes his eyes in embarrassment.
She carries on with Kimberly telling her what to do in order to check him over.
"I think there could be something wrong with his penis," Sophie says, "it feels thicker than it did earlier."
"Hmmm," mutters Kimberly, "I see what you mean." She runs her hand along the length of the shaft unaware of the turmoil going on in Brian's head.
"Do you know, I think Brian might be getting a little excited with two women touching him," she says and both of them have to try their hardest not to burst into laughter.
"Really?" Says Sophie, starting to giggle. "But all we're doing is conducting a routine medical examination." Normally something like this would annoy Kimberly, but even she can see the humour in the situation.
Brian is mortified. "At least we can assume his injury hasn't affected his err, <em>performance</em>," says Kimberly as they resume their study of his penis and testicles.
'Why is this happening to me?' Brian thinks to himself, 'It's not fair!' He feels like his own body is betraying him.
The two women look over every inch - although their task is made that bit harder by the man's unwieldy member which keeps flopping about.
Brian desperately wants to get his unruly dick back under control but the way the women keep touching and prodding it isn't helping. It's almost as though they were doing it on purpose.
He tries to think mundane thoughts but his mind keeps wandering back to Sophie and Kimberly at his feet.
The two women smile at the way he's reacting but carry on with the exam regardless.
Kimberly looks round hearing a noise from the doorway and sees a smartly dressed woman standing there.
Brian becomes aware of her and looks over his shoulder in horror. What's going on now?
The woman approaches and he doesn't know what to do. He's starkly aware of his nudity. Should he try to cover himself up? But Kimberly hasn't given him permission yet and he doesn't want to upset her.
"Melody Eustace. International Rugby Anti-Doping Agency. You have been randomly selected to provide several samples," says the woman, showing him her badge.
"There's no need to be worried, it's just a routine..." she continues before noticing that the man stood in front of her is stark naked with an erect penis between his legs.
She looks at Kimberly with a puzzled expression wondering what the hell is going on.
"Well this is <em>most</em> irregular," she says turning back to Brian.
"it's not what it looks like," he stammers, "I mean I didn't mean to get a... It was an accident... I just..." He cannot find the words to explain and quakes under the woman's questioning gaze. Oh no - now he's for it!
The sudden appearance of Dr Melody Eustace has completely thrown Brian. It was bad enough with Kimberly and journalist Sophie hovering around his naked body and touching his privates freely. Now he's been told he must provide samples for testing. Why won't all these women just leave him alone?
Brian continues trying to justify why he's stood stark naked in the changing room - but telling the truth sounds implausible even to him. He knows the power that this new woman has - it could mean the end of his career!
"Yes, yes, well I'm sure that's what happened if you say so," says Melody sounding unconvinced, "but we have more important matters to attend to."
She rummages around in her bag and Brian breathes a sigh of relief. "As a matter of fact," she continues, "you being naked will save time when it comes to collecting the samples I need for testing."
"Here," she says, presenting him with a glass beaker, "I need you to provide a urine sample in this." Brian looks down at his semi-erect penis. How's he going to do what she says?
He looks at Kimberly pleadingly. "Is this really necessary Dr Eustace?" She asks. "Only we're in the middle of a medical examination."
Melody turns to her: "I'm afraid so," she says her voice full of respect for the other woman, "it will look bad if he refuses to cooperate."
Realising he has no choice, Brian takes the beaker from the woman and holds it below his penis.
He points the end of his cock towards it, acutely aware of the surrounding women watching him intently.
He tries to think of waterfalls and babbling brooks but just cannot make himself go.
Melody coughs impatiently and Brian starts to feel beads of sweat form on his brow with the pressure.
His penis is still too hard for him to pee - even if he needed to go. He's terrified if he doesn't comply it will be a black mark against him.
He wills himself to go but it's no use. As the seconds tick by he has to admit defeat.
"I'm really sorry," he says pitifully, "I tried my best. I just can't go!" Melody looks at him impassively trying to work out if he's being genuine or just not making the effort.
She looks at the empty beaker as he proffers it back to her. "I see," she says tonelessly, taking it from him and returning it to her bag.
She retrieves a petri dish and some scissors. "Well let's hope we have more success with the second sample: hair from your pubic region."
Brian looks down, horrified at the thought of the sharp looking scissors coming anywhere near his bits and pieces. But he realises that he's already failed one test and it would be career suicide to refuse.
"Would you be so kind as to hold his penis out of the way?" Melody asks Sophie - who is only too happy to oblige, "It is rather protruding."
The woman leans forward as Sophie pulls everything aside to give her access. Brian feels his penis start to harden again in the girl's hands.
The doctor snips some of his pubic hair while Brian holds his breath as the light glints on the sharp blades right next to his dick.
She transfers the sample to the petri dish asking Sophie to keep hold of him as she's not finished yet.
Brian gasps as he feels the cold metal brush against his scrotum when Melody takes another sample - this time from his ball sack.
Melody stands up and Brian feels relieved, assuming that his ordeal is now over.
"Are we done? My injury doesn't hurt so much now. I'd like to get dressed and back to the game," he says.
"Oh no - I'm afraid I'm nowhere near finished yet," she replies.
"I'll need a sample from around your rectum so we can get an average reading. Get down on your hands and knees on the bench," she continues and Brian's heart sinks.
But much as he hates the idea of the woman getting close to his backside, he does as he's told. Sophie lends her help once again, grabbing his buttocks and pulling them apart.
He looks over his shoulder at the women gathered around behind him, shivering with apprehension.
"Now then, let's take a look shall we?" Says Melody, having no qualms about touching the most private parts of his body.
He feels her fingertips pressing against his guiche as she checks him over and stiffens.
He takes deep breaths to try and calm himself. Sophie looks round at the noise. Seems the big rugby player isn't so tough after all! She'll be sure to mention this in her article.
Dr Eustace readies her scissors and the petri dish so she can take further samples. She takes her time, seeing no need to rush - even though every second of waiting is hell for poor Brian.
Sophie pulls his backside right apart so his twitching anus is on full display.
He winces as Melody leans in and starts to snip hair from around his bottom. He's paranoid that she might slip and cut him somewhere it'll <em>really</em> hurt.
She transfers the clippings to the dish unaware of the discomfort she's causing him.
She takes more hair just to be on the safe side. If the lab doesn't have enough material to work on she'll have to return to take another sample.
Brian screws his eyes up. Although it isn't causing him any physical pain, emotionally it's very troubling for him.
Sophie's opinion of the rugby star is tainted by the pathetic way he's reacting to what she sees as a very routine test. When she publishes news about this it'll be sure to upset his legions of female fans.
"OK," says Melody after what feels like an age to Brian, "that should do it in terms of the hair samples." She puts the petri dish away and Brian hopes he'll now be allowed to go.
But he's in for a nasty surprise as she pulls something else out and starts to remove it from its protective packaging.
"Next we need to do an anal swab," she says matter-of-factly as though she merely wanted to take his pulse rather than shove something up his backside. Brian starts to quake with fear - this is turning into his worst nightmare!
Working for the anti-doping organisation makes Dr Melody Eustace a very powerful woman. An unfavourable report from her could destroy Brian's career. But it's going to take every ounce of his self-control to remain bent over with his arse in the air - knowing he's about to be penetrated with an anal swab. Somehow he must find it in himself to submit to her intimate tests - but it's not going to be easy...
Brian gasps as the woman fiddles with the protective wrapping. He's never had to undergo this procedure before and the idea fills him with dread. As a very macho man, his anus is a strict no-go zone!
Dr Eustace unwraps the swab - completely disinterested in how the man crouched in front of her might be feeling.
She brings it towards the crack of his arse and he stiffens as it brushes against one of his cheeks.
He breathes heavily trying to steal himself for what lies ahead. He cannot see the size of the thing in Melody's hand but in his imagination it's massive.
The woman slides it into him. At first, although it feels a bit strange, it's not too uncomfortable.
It's not pleasant though. The mere knowledge that something is being inserted into his arse is enough to freak him out.
He sucks in air as the thing is driven deeper into him. He can feel it being moved around inside his anal cavity.
Dr Eustace starts to pull it out and for an instant he thinks it's all over.
But then she slips it back in again. She needs to get a good sample and this is the best way.
She's a little rougher this time and he gasps as he experiences discomfort deep inside.
Luckily for him the procedure doesn't take long and the swap is pulled out from his backside to be sealed up and added to the samples already collected.
He hears a snapping noise that makes him look round. Melody pulls on a pair of rubber gloves. 'Oh no!' He thinks to himself.
"I'm going to have a quick check myself. There are certain substances that can be detected by feel alone," says the doctor - her finger poised inches from Brian's clenched sphincter.
He feels the tip make contact and braces himself as best he can.
This time it really <em>does</em> hurt as the woman drives her finger in - which is significantly bigger than the swab. He cannot stop himself and lets out a moan.
"Ow! That hurts!" He blurts out as the woman presses her digit deeper into him.
"These big tough sportsmen are all the same," says Dr Eustace, "creating unnecessary fuss over the simplest of things."
She feels around inside his rectum, examining it methodically.
Brian lets out a yelp and Kimberly and Sophie cannot help but laugh at the silly noises coming from the man.
Melody works her finger in and out - basically fucking Brian's arse. It feels like a red hot poker is being driven deep into his guts.
It's a painful as it is humiliating for the proud rugby player. He tries to hide how much he's hurting but cannot prevent himself from wincing every time her finger goes in deep.
Finally Melody is satisfied that her probing hasn't revealed anything untoward and she yanks her finger out leaving him confused and with a throbbing arse. "Right!" She says, "Now for the sperm sample."
Brian jumps up in shock. "Do I have to?" He asks - looking pleadingly at Kimberly. She in turn check with Dr Eustace. "I'm afraid so - it's most important."
He feels three pairs of eyes focussing on his penis - which despite the stresses of all the tests still hasn't gone down.
Melody prepares a petri dish and Kimberly seizes hold of his penis enthusiastically.
Sophie is invited to lend a hand and starts to massage his testicles while Kimberly milks him.
It's very disturbing for Brian. His penis is certainly enjoying the attention and hardens straight away. But it feels wrong to him to be allowing this to be done to him. It's degrading!
Nonetheless it feels nice and there's little he can do to stop himself from becoming aroused at the women's touches.
Sophie decides it's the perfect time to resume her interview and whips out her Dictaphone. "So, do you think your injury today will affect your chances of playing in the next match?" She asks.
"Erm?" Brian turns towards her trying to focus on what she is saying - but his mind is elsewhere.
"Have you experienced this kind of injury before? Are kicks to the testicles common amongst rugby players?" She fires questions at him, gazing down as Kimberly furiously wanks his cock.
"Yes... No... I... er... don't know." He screws his face up in concentration but the sensation of having his penis stroked so determinedly is overwhelming him.
Kimberly expertly works his penis. She appreciates the importance of giving Dr Eustace what she needs. After all - it's in Brian's best interests.
Brian feels the pressure building up inside him and lets out a loud moan.
Melody leans in close - ready to capture her sample.
Semen dribbles from Brian's penis and quickly gets whipped into a sticky mess by the rigour of Kimberly's strokes.
She jerks him determined to extract every last drop of the precious stuff.
The thick white liquid spills into the petri dish as the orgasm washes over Brian.
Finally he's released and Dr Eustace has her sample for testing. Sophie and Kimberly exchange glances and grin at one another - pleased with themselves for their part in helping Melody.
"Feel free to write about any of this in your article Sophie and I look forward to reading it," says Dr Eustace. "You have my permission to take whatever photos you need and I grant you complete access to Brian for as long as you like." Brian hangs his head. Who'd have thought a relatively minor injury on the pitch could lead to the most embarrassing day of his life?
