New Doctor [Complete Story]

New health insurance meant a new doctor for me. Turns out after only talking to me for three seconds on my first appointment he tells me I need an updated tetanus shot. “Oh great!” I couldn’t be more thrilled I told him. I’m pretty sure he got the sarcasm. 

The shot was painless enough as he poked it into my skinny arm. The doctor even made a comment about my being… “small for my age.” I was the poster child for being underweight and it continued right unto adulthood. To be honest I just didn’t feel like working out most days, and cardio was more my style when I did find the time.

I got to thinking about how stupid it was that they still gave tetanus shots. The risk is so low and I’m not even that activ—– god I feel so— much energy. I opened my eyes and my doctor was just looking at me with this… smirk on his face. 

“It’s important to stay active,” he told me. I fas feeling very alive at that moment. He left the room shortly after, but not before giving me a pat on the shoulder and telling me, “You’re just a normal jock who works out a ton.”  “I’d watch your pent up homophobia, it’s not good to tease ‘lesser’ gays at the gym with that alpha body of yours,” he added with a particular laugh.

I thought: HUH? The doctor was gone before I could even respond. I was none of those things he mentioned, number one. Number two, why would he even say that in the first place. “What a sick sense of humor,” I grumbled. 

I drove home and immediately changed into some gym clothes because of all the energy I had. I was curious how much I weighed and hurried to the bathroom to find out. Sure enough I was right where I thought I’d be on the scale. “Skinny as fuck! I need to get that up!” I was just happy to be out of that doctor’s office. 

I scratched a nagging itch on my stomach then left quickly for my gym. Maybe I’d even see some hot guys there today.

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Past few weeks have been productive. I've been crushing it at the gym and I even bought some whey protein to make shakes with. I want to say I've gained 30 pounds since that shot at the doctor's office. This yellow tank top looks pretty decent on me now I have to admit. Been waking up with some whiskers on my face also... I'm thinking about skipping shaving because it's been growing faster and I've been in a hurry to be places recently.

...Although I'm thrown off about not getting laid in the past month or two. None of the guys at the gym are doing it for me and I don't know why. I mean fuck, there was even a girl who yelled out of her car window in the gym parking lot that I was hot. I didn't even get a chance to see if she was hot! It's hilarious because I was in the middle of scratching this fucking annoying itch in my armpit when she saw me. I think I'm totally growin' some fur under these guns.

I just don't get gay guys. They are so difficult to put up with. Sometimes I feel like--- punch--- no. I wouldn't necessarily hurt them I just think they're pathetic sometimes. FUCK my armpits are itching! 

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Finally after a few more weeks I'm lookin' very good in the mirror. I'm liking how the gym has treated me. I've been talking to some of the other bodybuilders who I've seen lifting for a while. I don't think the little gay boys at the gym would be able to help me. I hate how they still stare at me like I'm interested in them. Why would I want to talk to little pathetic fags who would only be able to stare at my armpit hair the whole time? 

Matter a fact, I have fun seeing their little pricks get hard whenever I stretch my arms high. "Watch!" I'll tell one of my spots to look over at a little gay boy while he gets hard. Sometimes I'll even yell over something like, "Daddy needs a fresh licking, faggot." It's hard not to laugh, especially since the guys I'm hanging around think it's funny too.