The winter season had finally decided to focus its frigid eyes down south. I've had a deluge of boys coming into my office complaining about feeling a little under the weather. I was pleased to aid each and every one of them the best I could and Diego here was no exception. The lad have to have been a precious five foot eight inches. He had an delightsome skinny frame with a cute bubble a-hole that was asking to be played with. He came in this day telling me what I had heard all week from so many other youthful dudes coming into the clinic that this guy had a sore throat and headache and was in hopeless need of some relief. Oh, I'd give him some relief alright�, I thought while I smiled to myself. I had him take off his shirt and shorts during the time that I started the usual scrutiny beginning by testing out his reflexes. Then I checked his heart and lungs followed by having him receive on the scale. Once I was done with all the "fluff" I wanted to acquire right down to business. I had him get on all fours on the examination table so that I could place in a rectal thermometer in him.