I had a friend named AJ and he was very shy to the point of not liking to stand next to people especially males. However, I always pushed him by standing right next to him with an occasional bump. Yes, he knew I was gay and yes he knew I thought he was good looking, but he is straight. Over a number of years he got use to my poking (his words). After he got out of high school he joined the Navy. He later told me that one of the pre tests the Navy puts you through is a prostrate check, and that everyone was naked and in line. One by one (with everyone else watching) you walked up to this little old lady bent over and grabbed your ankles while she put he fingers up your butt. My friend AJ told me that if I had not prodded him all those years he never could have gone through with that test, so I guess I saved his Navy career.

I'd like to know how many young men ever failed that prostate exam. Probably not one in a thousand. Sounds to me like some sort of hazing, like a fraternity initiation. Was every bit of the medical exam done naked and in public? I'll bet not. Nice to know that every sailor has taken it up the ass for the red, white, and blue.

The closest I ever came was once, at a summer camp. My own doctor had already performed the all-important hernia exam required on the camp admission form, but the camp doctor still lined up about 8 of us, had us drop our pants to the floor at the same time, slowly studied us with a smile, and did hernia checks one by one. He also wanted to know if we ever had "diurnal or nocturnal emissions." That was the extent of his exam. Nice to know this doctor was so vigilant about the boys' health. Not one camper that hadn't had this guy's hands on his balls. Almost as good as the Navy.

As always, I had to work hard to avoid getting an erection. I wonder what what would have happened if I'd greeted the Good Doctor with a big boner. Would he have given a demonstration of how to produce a "diurnal emission" by manual manipulation, or would I have become the camp laughing stock. Probably the latter, but it's nice to dream.