Jacob, Dr.Wolf & Austin

Jacob Armstrong’s gloved fingers tap the reflex hammer against Austin L. Young’s taut hamstrings while the stethoscope’s cold metal presses between his ribs, mapping the spine’s ridges with deliberate precision. The blond’s smooth, lean legs tremble under the probing touch, each strike of the hammer marking the jump of his calf muscles. A medical exam turns intimate as Armstrong traces the spine’s curve, his grip firm on the stethoscope’s earpieces, while Young’s shoulders stay rigid, only the slow exhale gives away the tension beneath the clinical routine.