Me being a dumb ass, didn't feel like stretching before an intensive track exercise. I ended up pulling or straining my inner thighs. My coach told me that the clinic would see me right away. I waited till the next day and it got kinda worse so I walked over to see the doc. I wasn't nervous until I saw a younger guy walk in and take my vitals. Never had a person that young examine but, I went with it. I knew that when he started making me do weird stretching and range of motion exercises, he had a hidden agenda. He said before he could administer the medication he had to check blood circulation. Next thing I know he puts my meat in his mouth...at first I was like...what the fuck yo?! but fuck it...a blow job's a blow job...especially when you're a horny college kid like me.