I played college football at a very small school, and our team trainer was a gorgeous grad student from the bigger school in town.

I turned an ankle during practice, and she drove me back to the locker room to examine it. I had to strip to just my sanitary shorts (kinda like padded bike shorts), and for some inexplicable reason, I had a raging hard-on that she couldn't help but notice.

She was trying not to laugh the whole time, and to kind of lighten the embarrasing atmosphere, I said that perhaps she also check for a pulled groin muscle. She playfully reached for my crotch, and I thrust to meet her hand. Right there on the trainer's table, I was given the most exquisite hand job I have ever had in my life!