CHAPTER 7 - WEEK TWO - ANATOMY CLASS
Monday morning already, and here I was again waiting in the staff room with the other guys comparing notes on our respective weekends and how quickly it had passed. We had put our gym bags into our lockers for use later on today. Right on time Tom walked briskly into the staff room and joined us with a cheerful smile. Welcome to the beginning of your second week and this is where your real work starts, up to now it has just been preparation and assessing your aptitude and willingness to accept new challenges (which we're very satisfied with at present).
He gave each of us a timetable; each day would be basically the same except for Friday when we would have the compulsory medical. This was my time table:
Monday to Thursday: 9.00 - 12.00 Anatomy class, 12.00 - 13.00 Lunch, 13.00 - 16.00 Anatomy class, 16.00 - 17.00 Exercises in Gym, 17.00 - 18.00 Digital stretching
Friday: 9.00 - 12.00 Anatomy class, 12.00 - 13.00 Lunch, 13.00 - 16.00 Anatomy class, 16.00 - 18.00 Medical
It seemed simple enough; although I was slightly apprehensive I was reassured by the fact that we had already met the students so they would exactly be total strangers. All too soon it was time for us to go to our classes, we had a group hug and wished each other good luck and we'd meet up again at lunch time.
I walked down the stairs to the second floor, along the corridor to the main lecture theatre doors and knocked briskly on the door. Upon hearing a "come in" I stepped inside to face a room full of expectant students and the lecturer bouncing over to greet me and warmly shake my hand. He introduced himself as Neil and understood that this was my first class as a model patient, so he would be gentle with me which drew a chuckle from the students. Turning to the class he introduced me as "Joseph" and as already explained he will be helping us demonstrate the physical and practical aspects of medical practices. This lesson with be covering anatomy and utmost respect is to be shown to Joseph throughout.
I was beginning to relax when Neil said, right let's begin then, Joseph would you please remove your clothes and stand on the platform to the right of the whiteboard. Taking a deep breath, I smiled briefly at Neil and calmly stripped naked placing my folded clothes on a vacant chair near the door. Walking across the front of the class I tried to ignore the stares of the student, I stepped up on to the platform and taking an upright but relaxed stance I faced the students. Neil was in the process of selecting students who needed extra help in remembering the physical structure of the human body. For the next couple of hours I had a procession of students walking up to me pointing to various muscles, tendons, ligaments all over my body. Very quickly I forgot I was the only naked person in the room and the students grew accustomed to it rapidly too. Finally the last student sat back down and Neil said that he had only two areas left to be covered before lunch, one being the anus and the other being genitals. I quietly gulped to myself. Neil asked me to get down on all fours, put my head on the floor and raise my bum up in the air exposing my hole to everyone. He then explained the function of the anus and that the anus was a ring of muscle which could contract and relax at will. He also reminded them that it was through the anus the prostate gland could be examined (by touch). I heard a scraping of chairs and I realised that he had gestured that the first row of students were to come down and take a closer inspection of my hole. Neil asked my permission for him to lubricate my hole and to allow the students to explore my rectum if they wished to. Remembering the terms of the contract, what else could I say? I said sure, be my guest. With that I felt a liberal amount of lubricant applied to my hole and also inside, thankfully I'd decided to have a clean out before I left home this morning! I felt the first finger hesitantly touch my hole making it quiver reflexively, Neil told the student not to be scared and carry on, the finger then pushed in and started feeling around until it found my prostate and then withdrew. The novelty soon wore off; one finger was much like another except for the occasional one which tried to go deeper or a second one entered too. At long last Neil invited me to stand exposing my raging hard on, well what was to be expected having had all attention paid to my hole? In response to the gasps and stifled sniggers of the students Neil explained that this was a common side effect of anal examinations. As I was so turned on Neil said, perhaps I would like to demonstrate ejaculation to the students? I was so embarrassed but as he said I was rather turned on so in only a matter of minutes I shot a load all over the nearest student causing a cacophony of hysterical laughing and a smile from Neil.
This brought the class to a suitable end, Neil thanked me for my assistance and said he looked forward to working with me this afternoon with the next class and that I could now get dressed and go for my lunch. I quickly got dressed and waved goodbye to the students as I left.
I met up with Ethan and Tang in the canteen where we sat and ate our lunch exchanging news on how our mornings had gone. It appeared that the class routine and content was standard as we'd all had to perform the same tasks. We agreed that it was pretty embarrassing for the first time but not as bad as we had anticipated. I asked where Marc was, Ethan said he was skipping lunch with us as he'd previously arranged to meet his son for lunch now that he was back in paid employment.
The afternoon session was virtually a word for word re-run of the morning class, except that it was a room full of different students. Knowing what lay ahead I felt a whole lot more confident, this time when asked to strip I did so and was able to face the students at the same time, thereby seeing their admiring glances as my body revealed itself. I enjoyed the experience and was a little saddened when it was all over. At least I knew I had another four days of this displaying myself in this way. After class I made my way to the staff room, as it was deserted I took the opportunity to clean myself out again, before collecting my gym bag and heading off to the gym. I spent the next hour conscientiously doing all the exercises I had been instructed to do. From time to time I'd recognise a face from earlier in the day and smile at the startled expression on their face. I'd then wave, breaking the ice enough for them to say hello before moving on. By the time I had completed my circuit I was exhausted and ready for a hot shower. I quickly stripped off and enjoyed a refreshing shower. Afterwards I simply wrapped a towel round my waist, picked up my bag and walked over to the gym office. The door was open and Dave was evidently waiting for me because he smiled and beckoned me in, telling me to lock the door behind me and pull the blind down as we won't want interruptions he assured me.
He made small talk as he folded up a number of towels and placed them on the desk in front of him. He decided the most comfortable position for me to start off with would be laying on one of the exercise benches he had at the back of the office. He carried it through, draping a couple of towels over wooden surface to provide padding for me. He stood back and nodded towards it. Following his drift I removed my towel and got into position - laying face down with legs either side of it and my arms folded underneath my chin. I raised my hips to allow him to put towels underneath me thereby raising my bum a little and increasing my comfort. Dave then pulled out a can of Crisco from his drawer, slipped on a pair of latex gloves and scooped up a handful of the Crisco. He told me to relax, to trust him and enjoy the experience. I lifted my head towards him and smiled an acknowledgement then rested my head on my folded arms again.
He sat down, straddling the bench close behind me and then started to apply the Crisco to my hole. Gently he pushed a dollop up into my arse, and then another followed. While he waited for those to warm up and melt he started to knead my hole with both hands, massaging and swirling his fingers it around all the time exerting a light pressure which had a relaxing and mesmerising effect on me. In a light daze I felt a finger smoothly glide up inside until it could go no further, then in withdrew before re-entering at the same pace. This was repeated many times until I could barely register it, then a second finger joined it and the whole process was repeated again. After what seemed a short while I felt a third finger join the other two, boy I thought, I must be really relaxed as I felt as comfortable now as I did when Dave first started. Dave must have read my thoughts because at that precise moment he asked me if I was ok, I groaned a "yes, please don't stop!" He laughed and said he had every intention of doing so. For what seemed like forever those three fingers kept going in and out and swirling around, at some point a fourth finger joined, I only realised because I began to feel a little uncomfortable and that I was reaching my limit. Dave told me to relax, I did my best to do so and eventually it felt good again. Finally the fingers withdrew completely and Dave told me to stand up, we were giving my hole a rest for five minutes. I was told that was the first part of this afternoon's exercises, the second one was about to start.
Walking over to my sports bag Dave retrieved the three dildos and started greasing them up, straddling the bench again he stood the smallest one upright but still holding it around the base to keep it stable. Beckoning me over he instructed me to also straddle the bench and lower myself until my hole touched the tip of the head. Then I was to slowly slide down on it until I had taken it all in. I did so under his guidance, the first six inches went in easily, and then it stopped. Dave told me to relax in exactly the same was as before, sure enough, with a slight flush to my face, I continued sinking down until I was sitting firmly down on the bench and able to feel the whole twelve inches inside me. He gestured for me to rise up and then slowly lower myself down again, each time the head slipped past my inner sphincter I felt the flush to my face until after about a dozen repetitions I had become accustomed to it and was able to swallow the whole dildo in one smooth movement. Dave then swapped the smallest dildo for the middle sized one and I repeated the whole process again. Then came the largest one, this time Dave told me just to take it completely inside and then rest, I'd done enough for one day. While I was sitting on the bench with the dildo stretching me from inside I asked him why the other guys had two sets of dildos while I only had the one.
Dave looked up saying that I was more advanced than the other three, the exercises were designed to stretch and increase the control we had on both the outer and inner sphincters. The six inch dlildos are for stretching the out ring while the twelve inch one are for the inner one, which as you can feel have been effective. Hopefully by the end of this week Ethan and Tang will be at your stage today with Marc being ready for the dildos but we will have to see how they progress. With that he called an end to the session, standing up I let the dildo slowly slide out with a quiet plop. Strangely I felt empty and missed the sensations it provided but I was feeling tired too. As I towelled myself clean and started to dress I asked how I was progressing, Dave confirmed that he was very pleased with my progress and was hoping to get both my sphincters almost completely open by the medical. He would then be satisfied that I was able to cope with whatever lay in store for me in the coming weeks. I thanked him for all the care and attention he was devoting to the four of us, it's all part of the job when you're a muscle development specialist! I laughed, wished him good evening and that I'd see him tomorrow evening.
Tuesday morning and it was business as usual in the Anatomy class, as I knew what to expect I wore less clothing so as to save time and look more professional. I had chosen to wear a snug fitting T-shirt, jeans and flip-flops. That's it and it worked a treat, the clothes came off smoothly and I felt more relaxed. Neil (the lecturer) must have noted this fact as he commented on it during break time and at the same time he confirmed that I would be working with him for the rest of the classes during the initial contract. I felt a great sense of pride that not only was I doing something I really enjoyed but I was also coming across as an experienced professional (I just hoped that I could keep the act up). At the end of the morning session Neil asked if he could join me and the other models for lunch as he had something to show us which might be of interest. I replied sure, it would be a pleasure. In the canteen the three guys were waiting for me and seemed genuinely pleased to meet Neil. After introductions and small talk about how our mornings had fared Neil led us out into the main campus and through to the main public entrance. I couldn't believe my eyes. Everywhere I looked there were images of us four - on posters, magazine covers, fliers etc. It was very tastefully done and looked so professional. The media team had used us to promote virtually every aspect of the University and what it had to offer; from courses, leisure facilities, student accommodation to campus life, it all seemed to be there! Our faces must have been a picture because Neil burst out laughing and waved to Brenda who'd been hiding in the background waiting for our reactions. "I told you they'd love it, you should trust your instincts more" Neil said to Brenda, who then spent the next five minutes quizzing us on our opinions of the artwork. We unanimously thought it was excellent with Marc being the most relieved that it had been done tastefully with intimate parts being kept covered.
I was on such a high I barely noticed the afternoon session and I only really came down to earth half way through the exercises in the gym when my fatigued muscles made their presence felt. Not even cleaning myself out in the staff room wet area registered on my radar I was that taken up with the literature! By the time I'd showered and walked into Dave's office I was back to my normal self and looking forward to the next stretching session.
Dave was ready and waiting for me; the bench was laid up with towels, a number of dildos lay on his table (I swear they're bigger than the ones in my bag) and a can of Crisco sat by the bench. He closed and locked the door behind me, saying as I know the routine we'd get straight into the exercises. Nodding my agreement I shed my towel and laid down naked on the bench as I had done yesterday. He suggested that I tell him all about my day, that way I will not focus on what he's doing and my body will be naturally relaxed. Sounds good to me I thought, so I lay with my head on my folded arms and told him everything that had happened. I barely noticed him applying the Crisco to my hole and only started to hesitate in my story telling when I realised he had four fingers in me, but it was a lot easier that yesterday. Dave stopped his motions but leaving them in me he asked me if I was still okay. I nodded a yes and he resumed his invasion of my arse. When I was totally loose from the four fingers I felt his thumb draw in behind them and he starting the pushing swirling motion again. I could no longer continue with the tale of my day as all I could utter was quiet groans. He told me to stay relaxed but to push out as if I was having a dump, following his instructions as best as I could, I starting pushing out with my sphincter. There was a moment when discomfort almost became pain when suddenly it was over and I felt the widest part of his hand push past the sphincter and slide smoothly in up to the wrist. Crikey I said is that really your hand inside me? In answer Dave simply wriggled his fingers tickling my prostate and making my cock throb wildly. I said I felt incredibly full and that I needed a shit right now. Calm down he said, this is a natural reaction for your rectum, I want you to just lay there and relax, feel the hand inside you, cherish it and soon enough you will become accustomed to it. The next task for you is to be able to release my hand and let it back in again easily, this is not as easy as you may think and we are going to spend the next half hour doing just that. He was right, letting it back out was not easy, I thought I was giving birth to a baby! I kept sweating and groaning but eventually his hand was released from my hole. Before I could sigh a breath of relief his hand was pushing back up inside me, this time there was less resistance, then it was pulled back out again. Each time he repeated the process it got easier and easier. After what must have been half an hour his fist went in and out of my hole just as easily as if it had been a single finger. I never thought being fisted could feel so good and while at work too!
Dave told me to rest a minute while he went to collect the dildos from his desk and started greasing them up before my eyes. They were not shaped like other dildos that I'd seen before, the head was exaggerated when compared to the shaft and I made this observation to Dave. He explained that they were designed to stretch the rectum, inner sphincter and beyond rather than the anus as it had already received enough attention. Instead of squatting down onto the dildo Dave got me to lay back down on the bench in the same position as when he'd fisted me. The dildo needed supporting and this way he could feed it into me better. He reached for the smallest dildo; the head was about the size and shape of a lemon with the neck about an inch and a half wide and eighteen inches long. I didn't believe that I could take all of it, but I was shortly to find out otherwise. Dave pushed a large wad of softened Crisco up my hole before inserting the head into my arse; there was little resistance until it reached the inner ring. After some gentle pressure and deep breaths from myself it slipped through the ring and up into my intestines. It seemed to go on forever until at last I felt Dave's fingers at my anus, I heard him say "good boy" before slowly pulling it out again. Again when it reached the inner ring there was resistance which slowly surrendered to pressure. After a dozen repetitions the inner ring gave up all resistance and the dildo was able to glide in and out smoothly. Time for the next one, Dave declared. This time the head of the dildo was the size of a small orange, again it entered me easily until the inner ring and history repeated itself again. Moving on to the largest dildo he'd greased up Dave advised me to totally relax, if I was unable to accommodate it I was to let him know. After a lot of huffing and puffing I did manage to take it past the inner ring but my body had had enough and we called it a day. Dave praised me for my endurance and was absolutely certain that I would be 100% anally flexible by the medical on Friday. I sure hoped so as I could imagine how much more I could take up there......
The Wednesday morning session passed without incident, over lunch Marc, Ethan, Tang and I chatted away like we had known each other and been working together for years, rather than the week and a half it actually was. No one raised the subject of the stretching exercises so I said nothing either, assuming that my progress matched theirs. After a group hug we went off to our afternoon sessions as if it was just another day at the office. Here I am again in Dave's office, wondering how much stretching I will have to do today. This time Dave's laid the towels out over an upright arm chair rather than the usual exercise bench and there's no signs of any dildos which surprised me. He asked me to sit on the chair backwards; with my legs stretched out over the arms of the chair, my chest touching the chair's back and my fingers interlocking behind it to keep my balance. As a result my arse hovered in the air with my hole totally exposed. Dave knelt down behind me, applied the Crisco to my hole and his gloved hands then gently started to fist me. Within a few minutes his hand was enveloped inside me and started to explore further, teasing the inner ring. Then I could feel him adjust his position and the hand withdrew a little, looking behind me I could see the he'd moved his arm so that his elbow was resting on the seat and his forearm was vertical. He told me to release my grip on the chair and slowly let the weight of my body impale itself on his arm. I felt his coned fingers once more touch the inner ringer and slowly push through, stopping at widest point. After a few minutes of deep breaths and words of encouragement from Dave the ring gave way and I carried on sliding down his arm until I came to rest on chair seat. The sensations pulsing through my body was incredible and I was in a reverie only broken by Dave instructing me to rise and fall until the inner ring had stopped resisting his hand. Finally all resistance had gone and I was told to take a break for five minutes while he prepared the desk for the next exercise. Stretching and walking to get my circulation back I asked what was next, the cryptic reply was that I could now do depth but I also needed width as Adam has big hands.
When he was ready Dave got me to lay on the desk on my back with my legs held against my chest, again my hole was exposed for the assault to come. Gently he fisted me with one hand then with the other, slowly increasing the pace until I was unable to tell which was which. Then instead of one fist he coned the two hands together and slowly pushed them into me. The pressure was gentle but relentless and after what seemed eternity I felt the familiar release of tension as the widest part was reached and my arse swallowed his two hands. He released his hands and slowly slid them out. Patting me on the rump, he congratulated me again on being so talented and that as far as he was concerned I had passed the stretching course and that he wouldn't need to see me again until Friday at the medical. This was music to my ears, yet I was a little saddened as I had grown accustomed to all this personal attention. Before I left Dave gave me some tips on how to strengthen my ring muscles without losing any of their elasticity. After getting dressed I thanked him for all of his help and hoped that teaching me hadn't been too much of a chore. He assured me it had been a pleasure and that he had a feeling we would be working together in the future.
Thursday was pretty mundane except that I was sure the Neil seemed to be sizing me up as if trying to make his mind up about something. Oh and a wise guy tried inserting more than one finger into me, in fact he went for the whole hand! I would have stopped him but I remembered the contract so I had no choice but to let him, right there in front of a classroom full of people watching.
At last Friday afternoon had arrived; posing can get awfully tiring you know! Tang, Ethan, Marc and I sat in the staff room passing the time talking about our plans for the coming weekend, waiting for the others to arrive so our medicals could start. Adam arrived first apologising for his lateness, he said Tom, Peter and Dave would be along shortly, the meeting they were in was overrunning. He hoped we hadn't been waiting too long and suggested that we make a start by cleaning ourselves out in preparation. It seemed like a good idea otherwise we'd never get home tonight. Ethan and Tang paired off immediately and cleaned each other out, laughing a lot and being very tactile, I guess they were becoming more than just good friends. Good for them, I thought, being in love is wonderful, I hope they make the most of it. Marc must have read my mind because he chuckled, and said that just leaves the two of us, would you mind doing the honours for me? It would be a pleasure I smiled (and boy did I mean it!).
In the middle of being cleaned out myself; Tom, Dave and Peter let themselves in quietly, catching my eye they asked me to carry on and not mind them. Finally we were ready for the medical. Adam told us to remain naked for simplicity's sake and then called us up one by one to the consultation area for the same medical tests carried out last Friday. While the that was being carried out we sat as a group and discussed all that had happened in the intervening week going over all the positive and negative aspects. Tom and Peter seemed genuinely concerned for our wellbeing.
Tom announced it was time to assess how well we had progressed in the anal ring stretching exercises we had been given last week and indicated that we were all to go over to the couch in the consultation area where one by one we'd be assessed by Adam, Tom and Peter in the same way has we had been assessed by Dave last week. Who would like to go first? No, not you Joseph, we know you've exceeded expectations and we will ask for your services at the end of the assessment. Okay Tang you go first. So Tang climbed up on to the couch, assumed the position and in doing so gave us a perfect view of his puckered little hole. The three guys slipped on latex gloves and started to grease their hands up, Adam went first carefully inserting one, two and finally three fingers but that was all. Then Tom went next, as he had thinner fingers he just about got four fingers in before Tang started to groan in discomfort. Peter only managed two fingers. Adam allowed Tang to get down off the couch and rejoin us and confirmed that there had been significant improvement in his elasticity. He was now at 30% compared to 13% last week, clearly there was a lot more work to do next week. Ethan smiled at Tang encouragingly and said he'd go next. Up he got onto the couch and obligingly presented his hole for inspection. Adam managed to quite quickly work up to four fingers but then had to stop, this time Peter went next and got three fingers in before reaching the limit. Tom went last and to our surprise without much delay inserted his whole fist in the hole, making Ethan flush and brought a look of shock to Marc's face. Clearly Tom wasn't getting any further and gently removed his hand. Adam congratulated Ethan saying he was at 40% compared to 17% last week. Adam beckoned Marc over who said as he climbed up on to the couch that he didn't think he was going to match the first two in elasticity. Don't worry, Adam assured him, it's not a race you will all reach the same destination before too much longer. I'm not sure Marc was all that reassured. It was a pleasure watching his hole being invaded by the three men's fingers. Peter just got two fingers in, Adam and Tom both managed three fingers after a lot of huffing and puffing from Marc. I gave him a mock punch on the arm telling him well done as Adam announced that he'd improved from 10% last week to 27% this week and that he should be proud of himself. Marc gave a bashful smile.
Oh well, here goes I thought, I just hope I do myself proud and justify Dave's hard work with me this week. Climbing up onto the couch I winked at Marc before resting my head on my hands with my bum up in the air. Before long I felt Tom's fingers explore my ring and with only slight resistance his whole hand slid up into my rectum in one smooth push. It carried sliding up until the second ring, with words of encouragement from Tom I took some deep breaths and his fist slid past that ring too. I was breathing rapidly and felt every movement his hand made, finally I felt his elbow touch my cheeks before he stopped and started to carefully withdraw. The room was silent as Adam stepped up and took Tom's place behind me. Again his hand smoothly pushed passed my anus, up my rectum and with only slight resistance pushed through the second ring. Again he only stopped when he went in up to the elbow before slowly pulling out. Finally it was Peter's turn and I was dreading it as I knew his hands were larger than any hand I'd taken so far. Peter took his time with me and soon enough had his fist in my rectum, however the second ring was far more resistant. I simply could not relax sufficiently to let him pass and I thought I would fail in my task. However Peter had a trick up his sleeve, while keeping his hand in me he got me to rise up until I was almost standing then slowly squat down until his elbow was resting on the couch for support (and resistance to my ring). He then told me to slowly sit down allowing my body weight to help push his fist passed my inner ring, with a groan resistance gave way and I slid all the way down until I was sitting on the couch and had the whole of his forearm inside me.
There was a loud sigh of relief and a short round of applause from the guys that had gone before me. When I was finally allowed to get off the couch Adam said that there would be no surprise when he said I had achieved 100% elasticity and that I should be very proud of my achievement. As I had proven to be such a keen student Dave had asked if I would act as his assistant in bringing the others up to speed. I asked Ethan, Tang and Marc what they thought of this idea. To my astonishment they all agreed quite readily, even Marc nodded his agreement, though he did make one request which was that before I got my hands on his arse he wanted me to ride his arm like I had done with the Peter and he would like to see if he could go deeper. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven but where had this sudden desire come from? Who cares! I said that sounded good to me but it would only be fair if it happened during the usual training sessions after work next week. I glanced over to Dave who looked like the cat that had got the cream but I made no comment. Tom called an end to the evening and gave us each our cash pay packet of ?600 again praising us for our hard work this week. Walking rather stiffly across the campus I bid good night to Marc, Ethan and Tang and headed home for a well deserved rest.
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