Date: Mon, 4 Oct 2010 21:37:03 -0400
From: Homer Simpson <d.beer@hotmail.com>
Subject: Devon's Lie 10

Paul stood up and put his hand on Devon's shoulder.
    "It's alright Devon.  I'll be with you the whole time"
    Devon slowly trudged forward after the nurse.  Seeing a doctor wasn't
his favorite thing to do.  They went into a waiting room where Devon sat on
an examining table while Paul sat in a chair sipping on his never missing
coffee cup.  Devon was extremely nervous.
    "Maybe he's busy?" Devon hoped gleefully.
    "Nah, he's always around"
    Just then the rotund doctor came in with a clipboard where Devon's
chart was.
    "Paul" he said nodding at him.
    "And Devon.  How are you today?" the doctor said looking at him doing
nothing.
    Devon knew he had to answer as the doctor wasn't making any small talk.
    "Uh, OK I guess" he said fidgeting more.
    "You know why your here?  Has Paul told you?" he asked Devon still
standing there.
    "I haven't said anything to him Doc" Paul said quickly.
    "Very well then.  We can do this the easy way Devon or use restraints.
Your parents have signed permission slips to use them and I can show them
to you.  You can tear them up if you want but it will make no matter since
they are photocopies.  Now how do you wish to proceed young man?  I have
heard you had a hard time over the weekend"
    "Uh, I guess the easy way, I don't know"
    "Well, it is entirely up to you.  The examine will take place either
way.  By force or you can just stand there"
    Devon was getting scared.  Paul could see that in his face.  The doctor
stood there patiently.
    "Devon, I am here for you.  I won't leave you and I don't think what
the doctor will do will physically hurt you, will it doc?"
    "Of course not.  I am not here to hurt patients, especially ones who
decide to cooperate on their own"
    Devon looked at Paul, then the doctor and back to Paul.  He took a huge
deep breath.
    "Yes sir.  What do you want me to do?"
    "Stand up first"
    Devon stood on the small step that was part of the table.
    "I want you to see from you belly button to you knees is all" he said
standing back a little more.
    Devon stalled as he digested the information.  He knew if he didn't
cooperate he'd be put in straps and he didn't like that.  The doctor would
do what ever he was gonna do anyways.  Devon took his t-shirt and pulled it
over the back of his neck keeping his shirt out of the way from his belly
button.
    "Like this OK sir?"
    "That's a great start Devon"
    Devon turned red as he slowly unbuttoned his pants, then unzipped them
and opened the fly up.  He turned crimson as he lowered them and stood
back.  Paul could see he wasn't wearing any underwear but said nothing.
Devon put his arms to his sides and looked at the lights.
    "Please take a deep breath again Devon.  You, young man, have done
wonderful so far.  I hope you keep it up.  I need to touch you in a couple
of places and you can put you hand on my wrist if you need too, just don't
grab my hand.  If you put you hand on my wrist, I'll stop for a second and
then continue.  Do you understand me?"
    Devon nodded as he felt the doctor's hands gently grab his ball.  He
quickly grabbed the wrist and the doctor stopped for a second.  Devon had
wide eyes again.
    "OK, now I'm going to tell you what I am doing.  I am going to move
your scrotum, uh bag, around for a moment.  Keep holding."
    Devon felt his ball move then he bad was being felt all around.
Devon's deepest embarrassment then came to surface as his willy slowly
started to rise, not full on but a woody was developing.
    "Perfectly alright, perfectly normal Devon.  Just a couple more probes
OK"
    Devon felt the hand release his equipment.  Then the doctor pressed
along his pubic bone where his few hairs were.
    "OK Devon put everything back please while I write some notes"
    Devon quickly and carefully put his clothes back in place and stood
there.  His pants were protruding some but not much.
    The doctor turned around after washing his hands and writing his notes.
    "OK then. Devon please sit down"
    "So what do you think doc?" Paul asked standing and putting his hand on
Devon's shoulder.
    "Well, the parents will have to sign a release for the operation first
but you're correct"
    "The parents are due in later this afternoon.  I'm sure the signature
won't be a problem or it shouldn't be"
    "Wha...What?  What's wrong?"
    Paul quickly said "Devon, we're gonna have to cut all of it off"
    Devon just opened his mouth up and sat there?  "Cut it off?
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
    "Well, it's really nothing to worry about.  Now it is a usual operation
all done thru a small hole we make to see"
    "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
    "What's wrong?" Paul asked hiding a small smile.  The doctor noticed
then and caught on.
    "I don't want it all cut off!"
    "Whoa little buddy, cut what off?"
    "OK Paul!  That is enough and I don't appreciate you really doing it to
him.  He is my patient now so I'm going to take charge"
    "Bullshit!  He's in my care ultimately but I've grown to know him a
little more than you"
    Devon looked between the two of them.  He'd never heard Paul cuss like
that to someone else.
    The doctor started "Devon, I'll treat you like a young man better than
him the examination showed you have an undescended testicle.  The operation
is done via a local or we can put you to sleep.  You have a little build up
of semen that is typical for your age."
    "A what?"
    Paul said "one of your balls has not descended yet.  If you don't have
the operation, it could become cancerous and then a more serious operation
could take place like losing both of your balls and/or your penis if the
cancer spreads.  The balls are what make your semen"
    "But he said I have some already"
    "You do but you could, should have more.  The one testicle is the only
one making it" the Doctor said.
    "Oh" was all Devon said and looked down at his feet.
    "Nothing more?"
    Devon shook his head.  More pain was all he was thinking.
    "OK then.  Paul, get the signatures, let me know and I'll schedule it
tentatively for tomorrow afternoon late"
    "OK, come on Devon"
    Devon followed Paul slowly out of the room and back to his office.
Once the door was closed, Devon broke to his knees on the floor crying his
heart out.