Korean Boy Antony in Prisoner Examination with Doctor Christopher

Look, I know this is strange, but it is the protocol and I need to examine you.

Won't take so long.

Trust me.

After a deep breath, I do as he says.

With a gentle smile, the doctor walks to me.

The doctor starts to run his hand over me and my heart starts beating faster.

His hands start to make their way down on my body and I hold my breath since my dick

gives me some signal.

I have to think about something else or I will probably get another erection in a short

time in jail.

Even though I already went to a urogyneologist, when I was younger, my mom obliged me.

I don't remember being something like that and I am pretty sure my dick was not trying

to get hard.

What should I do?

Well, the logical part is to remember that I am a prisoner.

Like who the hell was going to get hard while in prison and being innocent?

Of course me, because something must be wrong with my brain and hormones.

Alright, seems everything is fine.

Finally, now I need you to lie down on this stretcher.

What?

There is more?

Now I am really starting to believe this is a joke.

Something in my face seems to make people play around with me because I can't find another

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