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In the meantime, and unbeknownst to me, an appointment had been made for the following day by one of the officers. This was indeed bad timing. Several weeks ago, I had agreed to allow an intern from the hospital to observe the on-goings of a real medical practice. It’s really quite simple. The intern simply “shadows” the doctor for the day and participates in whatever treatment and/or examinations are required for the patient. Having the intern present might cramp my style, which may have to be somewhat adjusted.

The following morning, the intern arrived early. His name was John, and was dressed appropriately for a young doctor. In the mean time, the cop arrived right on schedule and the receptionist ushered him to the exam room. I finished a cup of coffee while reviewing his paperwork with the intern. This guy looked normal…married with two kids. Had been on the police force for a little over ten years.

Entering the exam room, I was somewhat taken back by the appearance of this man. A real hunk! Six feet tall, about 210 pounds, with the deepest steel blue eyes I’d ever seen. But there was just one problem…the cop didn’t look so good …I mean, he looked sick.

“Good morning officer!” I said, shaking his hand. “This is John, who is an intern at the hospital. He will be assisting me this morning during your examination. Is that okay?

“Yeah, good morning Doctor,” replied the cop, sitting on the exam table, “I guess so, as long as you don’t charge me twice.” Everyone laughed.

“So … how do you feel today officer?” I asked, which was not my normal question.

“Just rotten Doctor,” replied the cop, “my stomach aches something awful.”

“Well, we’ll take a look,” I said, “Why don’t you disrobe and step over there on the scale.”

The officer quickly removed his uniform, carefully hanging each garment on the hangers provided. When he dropped his underwear, I just about lost it. The cop had an enormous uncut penis, together with testicles the size of tennis balls. This was going to be fun. Maybe I shouldn’t have cancelled the contract! In the meantime, there was John to deal with.

“Excuse me Doctor,” said John in somewhat of a whisper, “is it normal to have the patient completely naked?” I simply nodded ‘yes’ and proceeded.

After I got the cop weighed and measured, he returned to the exam table where I took his blood pressure. Normal. I figured I’d get his temperature when it was time for the rectal exam.

Very quickly, I did the routine stuff. In the interest of teaching John a thing or two, I had him examine the officer’s throat allowing him to pronounce the patient fit in that department.

“Okay officer,” I said, “If you’ll lie down on the table, we’ll get your abdomen examined.” I started pressing on his stomach, lightly at first, and then a little harder. I continued to press some more, moving down towards his dick. The officer was obviously in some kind of pain. I immediately recognized the problem, but was interested to see whether John could diagnosis the situation. I directed the intern to examine the abdomen.

“Doctor,” said John, “I believe our patient might be constipated.” Bingo. Our intern was pretty sharp after all.

“So officer, when was the last time you had a bowel movement?” I asked.

“Gee Doc, I really can’t recall … must have been several days ago,” replied the cop.

“Well officer,” I said, “I think the solution is an enema. Have you ever had an enema before?”

“Ah, no … can’t say as I have,” replied the officer, as his eyes started to bug out from his head. I figured he knew something was going to be stuck up his butt hole.

Typically, I would have the patient bend over the exam table during this procedure. Because I wanted to “retain my view,” I decided to administer the enema while the cop was lying on his back. After preparing the enema, it was time to begin.

“Okay officer, if you’ll just spread your legs a bit, I’m going to insert this tube into your rectum!” I said, as I found my way to his hole and brushing his balls along the way. Man, what a nice dick!

Once the tube was properly inserted, I let the solution flow … hopefully we’d need to do this several times! In the meantime, the officer sprouted an erection … all ten inches.

Once all the solution had found its way into the cop’s lower colon, I directed him to the restroom. “Just hold it as long as you can, and then release,” I said, leaving the restroom to give the poor guy some privacy. Several minutes later, I heard an enormous amount of fluid exit the cop’s but into the toilet. And there was a second “wave.” And a third.

While the cop was taking a crap, John asked whether it was normal for the patient to become erect during the enema procedure. “Well John,” I said, “it’s not abnormal,” leaving his question somewhat unanswered.

The cop stepped out from the restroom, looking quite exhausted. “So how do you feel officer?” I asked, noting he even look a bit better, erection and all.

“Wow!” said the cop, standing naked before me, “I actually feel pretty good. What the hell was wrong with me?”

“Well officer, as John said, you were simply constipated!” I said, “It actually happens to all of us at one time or another. Are you ready to continue with the exam?”

“Yeah, I guess so,” said the cop, as I directed him to stand in front of the exam table while I rolled my small stool before his manhood.

“Okay officer, I’m now going to examine your penis and testicles … just stand still for a moment,” I said, picking up his hard dick. Man, what a prize! Rolling back the foreskin, I found an unusually shaped head … almost pointed. Continuing to examine the penis, I was hoping the officer would not go limp. Next, I examined his balls, which appeared to be full … ready to bust! This poor guy not only had been filled with crap (which we have now put to rest), but also was retaining a large amount of semen … that of course, must we must deal with!

“Officer,” I said, “If it’s okay, I’m going to have John repeat the examination of your penis and testicles.” The officer nodded, and John took a position on the small stool and commenced to examine the cop’s rock hard member. After John had finished with the testicles, I looked at the officer, who had been staring at the ceiling all the time during the groin examination. “Officer,” I said, “when was the last time you ejaculated?”

“It’s been a while Doc,” replied the officer, “my wife has been out of town on a business trip for the past ten days … so it’s been a dry spell.”

“Well, have you masturbated during that time?” I asked. John looked horrified that I would ask such a question. Well, he’d just have to learn.

“Actually, yes I have Doc … but only once,” replied the officer, obviously embarrassed.

“Do your testicles hurt officer?” I asked, cupping them with both hands, his dick still harder than a rock and within inches of my face.

“Well … kind of,” replied the officer, “but I can live with it.”

“Frankly officer,” I said, “we need to relieve you of the fluid build up. Just hop up on the exam table and we’ll get you fixed up.”

“So … what are you going to do Doctor?” asked the cop, as he resumed a horizontal position.

“Well, the best solution is to stimulate you to ejaculation,” I said, grabbing some lubricant from the counter.

“Oh,” replied the officer, as I told him to just relax. John’s face turned beet red as I pulled back his foreskin and applied a small amount of lubricant to the pointed head of his dick. Using my index finger and thumb, I gently started to masturbate the officer. I then took my hand and wrapped it around the officer’s penis the best I could. Moving his shaft up and down slowly, the head of his dick actually got bigger! Based on the apparent content of his balls, I figured this wouldn’t take long.

“So how you doin’ officer?” I asked, continuing to stroke his dick.

“Yeah, okay Doc,” replied the officer, who was not displaying any emotion. “I’ve never been masturbated by another man before.”

“This isn’t masturbation officer,” I replied, “It’s simply a necessary medical procedure to elevate you from pain in your testicles.”

“Oh,” replied the officer. I wondered if he actually bought that line. I then invited John to take my place jacking off the cop.

John started stroking the cop’s dick, slowly and then picking up a little speed. “Not so fast John,” I said, “We need to ensure the officer’s comfort during this procedure.”

Assuming the officer would make some type of signal when he was about to unload, he continued to jack the cop off. And then, without warning, a massive amount of cum came flying out from his dick, landing almost everywhere. John’s hand was literally covered with the officer’s sperm. And then, the officer unleashed yet another round, finding it’s way to his chest. And a third ejaculation. And a fourth.

“Do you feel better officer?” I asked, tossing him a wet towel to clean up.

“Yeah Doc,” replied the officer, “I must confess I do.” The officer’s dick remained rock hard.

John washed his hands while the officer finished removing the load from his body.

“Okay officer, let’s finish up by getting your temperature and examining your rectum. Just stand up and bend over the exam table,” I said, holding the rectal thermometer in my hand.

Inserting the thermometer up the cop’s butt hole, I noticed his penis had not retreated from its fully erect state. Well, we’d give it some time I guess. Next I told the cop that I would be examining his prostate, and asked John to perform the procedure. John slipped his finger up the cop’s asshole. Finding the prostate normal, John removed his finger, only to have the cop fart directly in his face!

“Oh!” said the cop in horror, “Sorry ‘bout that!” I guess we hadn’t fully emptied his bowel. I stood up, while the cop turned around, still rock hard.

“Excuse me officer,” I said, staring at his dick, “I can’t help but notice you still have an erection. Do you need to still need to relieve yourself?”

“Ah, yeah, Doc, I guess I do,” replied the officer.

“Well, just hop up on the table and we’ll get you drained,” I replied, directing John to perform the procedure again. I couldn’t believe there remained any fluid in his balls; given the amount of cum he had produced in round one.

John commenced to masturbate officer; using the soft touch I had taught him earlier. This time however, the cop started to make some noises, which were typical during the masturbation process. John was clearly embarrassed by this activity, however by now he had accepted the fact this was simply a necessary medical procedure. After several minutes, the officer started squirming on the table … and finally said, “Mother fuck! I’m cumming!” John released his grip just as the cop unloaded yet another bucket of fluid. John immediately grabbed a wet towel and cleaned our patient up.

“Okay John,” I said, “Now feel the officer’s testicles … I think you’ll find them a bit more normal now.” John touched the cop’s balls lightly, noting, “Yes Doctor, they seem to be drained sufficiently.”

I directed the cop to get dressed, since the examination was over. I also noted that John had apparently gotten a hard on since there was a slight bulge in his crotch. John had tried to cover the condition with his lab coat, although it was still obvious he had an erection.

After the officer had left, I asked John to review our findings with the patient. “Tell me what you learned today, John,” I said, still noting our intern had an erection.

“Well Doctor,” said John, “Aside from the normal exam procedure, it appears to me that regular ejaculation is necessary to maintain good health.” John’s voice started to quiver. “Additionally,” he continued, now shaking, “I was unaware that the size of a man’s testicles correlated to excessive fluid build up …” John then grabbed his crotch as his body trembled uncontrollably.

Yes, our intern had become so excited that he had actually cum in his pants! What a mess!

This ends our series “Examination of the Police Force” and I hope you enjoyed the stories!