| Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men |
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Roger (enjoying)
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Date Posted: Sunday, March 22, 2026, 12:42: am
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Roger
's message, "Re: Physical exams for grown men" on Wednesday, March 18, 2026, 10:04: pm
The girls huddled and came back and said a change was to be made. What they decided was to fix a curtain across my chest so I couldn't see who was doing the washing and who was being the assistant. With a couple of chairs with a couple of trash cans on the chairs and a curtain rod with a sheet draped over it, I was blocked from seeing anything.
Now I couldn't see any of the girls and couldn't tell who was washing and who was watching. It made for a rather erotic experience even without being touched. I was hard as soon as I was touched. With all four looking, and not knowing who was washing, being touched was almost an electric feeling. I was informed that the last washing would be with soap, and would have to be rinsed, and they were going to cut cards to see who was going to do it.
I will say, that was as clean as my butt has ever been,and my penis was washed even cleaner. I was then told they were cutting cards to see who was going to apply baby lotion. I could't see but while I was being washed I was also getting cord tied to the rail under the bed and both of my wrists were tied snug to the bed and I was helpless.
I would have went along with the tying if they had asked, but this made me more excited wonderin what was going to happen. Patients do not get tied to their beds, I said. We are a ways away from you being a patient you should realize, my girl said, from the back side of the curtain. Just go along and you won't be sorry. What choice do I have, I asked. Good question she answered. Did I give you your vitamin? she asked. I was given a pill, which I took, because four women can make you take a pill if your hands are tied. I had never had taken viagra before and I didn't know a lot about it, but I sure found out before the day was done. My penis was all shined up from the washing, and the first feeling was a pair of lips on my penis. Somebody knew what they were doing and I don't think it was my girl.
I got blow jobs, hand jobs, and each one of them took a turn squatting down on my cock and screwing me. I couldn't get enough and it seemed neither could they. A few hours later, I was untied and set free because they had to go to work. They eached thanked me and said I was a good patient, and hoped I would be available for the next time I was needed. I assured them I would be.
I asked my wife if there was a chance I could become a professional patient. She just laughed at me.
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