Doctors Visit

The following is a true recollection of an experience that I had. A few 
years ago I moved and had to change my PCP. I made sure it was a female 
doctor. I scheduled a checkup. I hadn't had one in about 5 yrs anyway so 
I was overdue.

The nurse ushered me into the room. She took my blood pressure then when 
she was leaving the room she asked me to 'strip down to my shorts'. I 
had shorts on but I assumed she meant my boxers.

So there I was in my boxers when the doc came in.

She was petite and about 40. Married unfortunately. Nice looking and had 
a pleasant personality.

We made some small talk. She also asked questions about my lifestyle. 
Was I taking care of myself, my diet and did I exercise, did I have any 
allergies, old injuries etc. We talked for awhile, much more then I was 
used to from doctors. Usually they rush in then rush out. Finally she 
said, well okay lets get started, and then she did all the physical 
stuff. Eyes, ears breathing etc. The stethoscope felt very cold as she 
checked my breathing and heart. 

Then she asked me to lie down on the table. She did that thing on my 
stomach pushing in and what not.

Then she went to the shelf and put on some gloves. And I was thinking if 
she thinks she is going to stick a finger in my ass no fucking way.

But I was glad when she said; I am going to examine you for testicular 
cancer. She asked me to stand up. I did. Then as she asked me to pull my 
shorts down, she pulled up a chair.

Down they went. I tried to be non-chalant about it as I pushed my boxers 
down to about my knees. But it’s difficult to be relaxed when you have 
just put your cock and balls on display for a stranger. I was really 
nervous about this whole thing, so I had shrinkage. But my balls were 
hanging low which I was proud of. I didn’t mind the shrinkage, in fact I 
was glad. I was afraid of getting an erection in front of her. Having 
shrinkage kind of says, it’s okay, I’m not some pervert, I’m not 
enjoying this, it is just an examination etc.

I almost crawled out of my skin when here glove coverer hands first made 
contact with my testicals. She examined my balls for 5 minutes! I kid 
you not! I don't know if it is supposed to take that long or what. But I 
think I was definitely being exploited! Not that I minded though.

It was great as she was rolling them in her hands. It was a little 
rough; she was squeezing a little bit harder then I would like.

But even though this lady was examining (fondling) my balls, she seemed 
very professional. She recited statistics about cancer and how important 
it is to check for these things. What types of symptoms she was looking 
for etc. And she was looking at me very intently. Her entire focus was 
on my balls, or was it? Her face was about a foot maybe a foot and a 
half from my balls. But how did I know she was only looking at my balls. 
Was she stealing glances at my dick? How could she not? It was literally 
almost in her face. And as she moved my balls around it made my cock 
swing a little bit. 

And why was I standing anyway? Wouldn't it have been easier for her to 
do this if I were lying down so my Johnson wouldn't get in the way? The 
longer this went on the more comfortable I started to get. 

As she examined my balls, I asked her, 'Do you see anything bad?'

She said 'No, they look great..er umm I mean I don't see anything bad.' 

I couldn't believe my ears. Was that a Freudian slip or what? She seemed 
really embarrassed that she said that. Her face began to blush a little 
bit. But her hands kept doing their thing. She tried to recover by 
saying something like 'However it is very important that you check 
yourself ever 2 weeks or so. A good time to do it is when you in the 
shower.'

As she was talking I was still thinking about the 'They look great 
comment'. Was this lady/doctor merely doing the standard exam or was she 
extending this because she was enjoying herself?

Then it happened, I felt that wonderful stirring as the beast awoke and 
began to uncoil. And she saw it all. She saw it go from wrinkled and 
totally limp to expand slowly before her eyes. I watched here watch it 
grow. My cock went from 3 to 4 inches. She continued her work. I looked 
at my cock; it had swelled up to 5 inches now. I looked again at her 
face; she didn’t betray any look of interest other then the medical 
examination. My cock was getting larger, and as it did so it swayed a 
lot more as she inspected my balls. It was getting more difficult for 
her to not accidentally make contact with it. 

She stopped her exam just as my expanding penis was beginning to arch 
away from my balls. Almost a full erection, 6 and a half inches. 
Satisfied that there were no abnormalities with my testicles, she said I 
was okay and I could pull up my shorts now. 

But this was just too much fun. Here was this clothed lady and I'm 
exposed standing in front of her. I was over my initial fear of this 
situation. Plus, she did seem to take an extended amount of time in the 
examination. She only stopped after she had seen me almost fully. Maybe 
she was enjoying this too? Probably not, but how could I let this 
opportunity go? 

I made up a bullshit excuse and stayed with my boxers around my ankles 
and said something about being concerned about some tiny bumps on my 
err'' and pretended to be shy about it.

She stood up and bent down and inspected my penis that had grown to a 
respectable size.

'Aah no everything seems to look fine', she said.

That was kind of a disappointment. I was hoping to hear another Freudian 
slip and that it looked 'great'.

Then she said something like, 'Were you referring to these little 
bumps?' as her hand felt the base of my penis, 'Don't worry about these, 
they are just hair follicles. Everyone has them.‘

Then she squeezed the base of my penis. Needless to say, this gave me 
full-blown erection. Six and a half very hard inches. My cock head was 
swelling as she squeezed my penis at the base. She moved it around to 
get different views of it. Inspecting it for bumps or anything unusual.

After getting an eyeful she finally said. ‘The shaft looks okay.’ To add 
emphasis, with her other hand, she trailed a finger along the shaft up 
to my swollen cockhead. Then she said, ’ the head looks...good also.’ As 
she said that, she looked up at me for and for a split second and 
flashed me a wry smile.

‘YES!’ she said it looked good!! That was kick ass I thought.

For the next few seconds she ogled it, almost as if taking a mental 
picture of it and storing it away on file someplace.

Then it was over.

She let go of it and said ‘you are a very healthy young man, you have 
nothing to worry about’ 

As I slowly pulled up my boxers which ended up forming a huge tent 
around my cock., she said something about some forms or something and 
giving them to the receptionist etc, 

Then she left.

To this day, I still shake hands with the governor, thinking about that 
experience.

I wonder how often she thinks about me. Did she go home that day and 
masturbate thinking about me? Did she enjoy it? She had to enjoy it. The 
comments she made, and the smile at the end? Does she do this all the 
time? Or was I special? Or is this the new procedure in medicine and all 
doctors do this? I don’t know, I don’t care, it was a great experience. 
Later I did have to see her for a back injury, but that was totally 
professional and nothing significant happened there. I’ve been tempted 
to go back and schedule an appointment saying that I was afraid of a 
growth on my balls or something so she would have to examine them again. 
But that would be totally wrong. No, I’ll just let it be. However, a few 
years from now if I need another physical or whatever I know where I’m 
going. It’s good to have a PCP that you like and trust. Who says HMO’s 
are bad? Fuck them.