Archive-name: FirstGay/ftg562.txt
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Archive-title: 1ST


I was a soph in college. Pitching softball one day, the batter lined
one back at me and I caught it but not after it had hit me right
in the balls. Wearing no cup, I was in agony. I was escorted to the
campus clinic where I was told to lie down in a room 
on a clinical exam table. The doc came in. He was Asian, slight and
not too much older than I. He told me to lower my pants and shorts
and lie back. I did so lying there all exposed. He proceede to check
out the strawberry red bruise in my left inner thigh and my balls.
He was inspecting all when I started to get a hardon. He played dumb
and continued to massage my balls for any malfunction I guess. He
said he'd get some ointment and return in a moment. He came back
and my hardon was subsiding. That is until he stared to massage my
sore areas. As he rubbed my cock grew and grew. He said I'll massage
all your stiffness if you 'd let me. I said sure. He grabbed hold
of my 7 incher and stroked it until I came all over my face. belly
and I think the wall behind me. He said I'd be fine, to dress and
come back tomorrow. Waiy'll I tell you about tomorrow. Ciao 4 now.

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