When I was in my late 20s and super fit I went in for an annual physical. When I got there I was informed that my doctor had just left to take care of a personal matter. They said I could reschedule or one of the other doctors in the practice would see me. Since I was leaving to go out of the country for a couple of weeks at the end of the week I said I'd see another doctor.
After a while I was called back. The physician's assistant measured my height and weighed me. We went to the exam room where she took my blood pressure, asked several questions and as she left instructed me to strip down to my underwear. I did and sat on the the end of the exam table and waited for the doctor.
After 10 or 15 minutes the doctor knocked lightly on the door and entered. He introduced himself and said he would be performing the physical in the absence of my doctor. He was probably early 50s, salt and pepper hair, tall, handsome and extremely fit. In the course of conversation while he was asking me what kind of exercise I do I shared that I ran and swam laps on an almost daily basis and was thinking about buying a bike and training for a triathlon with a friend of mine. He shared that he had competed in several triathlons and we talked about that for a bit. While older than guys I was attracted to at the time there was something very engaging about him.
There were a few things that triggered my devilish fantasies during the exam and/or afterwards made we really think, "hhmmm."
- As I was sitting on the exam table and he was checking my breathing with the stethoscope, his free hand was always lightly touching my shoulder, lower back or chest. He had large hands which have always been a turn on for me, so as I felt them on me, I kept thinking, "Don't think about it... Don't think about it."
- While lying on the exam table he was pressing into my stomach with his hands. Again, thoughts of his large hands. He moved the pressing motion to my lower abdomen and instead of lowering my boxer briefs a little he inserted his right hand under the waistband and moved lower than I had remembered from previous exams. My cock was flopped to the left and as his big hand moved left to right across my lower abdomen, his pinky finger brushed the length of my dick. "Don't think about it... Don't think about it."
- When it was time to check out my junk he sat on a stool, explained that he was going to check my penis, testicles and potential hernias and instructed me to stand in front of him and drop my underwear. I stood in front of him and dropped my boxer briefs. I was too far from him and he said that he needed me closer and that his stool didn't have wheels on it. As I was about to step closer he reached out his left hand and placed it between the small of my back and on my upper right ass cheek. I stepped closer as he signaled with a light pull towards him. When I was at a normal distance for an exam he said, "That's good, right there." He checked out my cock, lightly squeezing as he went down and back up to the base. He opened the urethral oriface. He asked if I had any problems with erections or ejaculation to which I answered no. That seemed to be the most thorough cock exam I had ever had or have had since. He then slowly examined each testicle. As he moved from my left ball to my right, he asked if I examine each testicle every month for anything unusual. I told him I didn't and he responded by saying that it's a really good idea to do so, providing a statistic on testicular cancer, saying that it didn't take much time. Moving his fingers back to my left ball, said all you have to do is slowly move your thumb, fore and middle finger around like this and if you feel anything unusual call your doctor. Large hand, big fingers all over my balls... "Don't think about it... Don't think about it." Like my cock that was the most thorough exam my balls have ever had. His big hand then checked for hernias. And during these three exams his left hand was still on the small of my back and upper ass cheek! He then told me to pull up my underwear and sit back on the exam table
- He sat across from me on his stool as I sat on the end of the exam table. For about 10 min he reviewed my lab work results with me and discussed diet and exercise. As we were talking I began to feel attracted to him- not just his looks and big hands, the nice bulge between his legs I noticed while he was writing in my chart, but the little bit of humor he exhibited, his smile, intelligence, and seemingly genuine interest in my health and well-being. As I was feeling this attraction and he was asking more questions I noticed his eyes dropped. I was like, "Did he just check out my package? Nooo, I'm imagining this!" And then he did it again! It was ever so slightly, not a stare. I told myself I was imagining this. Then he asked if I'd ever had a rectal and prostate exam. I told him I didn't think so. (At this point I had not had anal sex.) He said we should do one today.
- I asked him where he wanted me positioned. He said to take off my underwear and to get on the exam table on all fours on my elbows. As I was doing so he explained the procedure to me, put on a glove, said he was going to use lube but that there might be a little discomfort and that when he examined my prostrate I may have the feeling that I'm about to urinate. As he turned toward me he told he me to just relax and breathe. As I felt the cold lube around my hole he said again to relax and then I felt his finger glide into my asshole. He asked if there was any discomfort and I something kind of dumb like, "No, it feels fine." He then moved to the prostate. I made an obvious, "ooh" sound. He explained what the prostate does, why it's important to check it and that it can also be a pleasure spot for men. All this while his big finger was in my ass. He asked if there was any discomfort and I said something dumb again like, "No it all feels fine." He then said he was going to go a little further up the rectum and slide the full length his finger into my ass and pumped it deep a couple of times. He then pulled his finger out and said everything checked out. He pulled out a couple of paper towels from the dispenser and wiped my ass. He then said I was leaking pre-ejaculate which he explained was normal after stimulation of the prostate. He reached forward to my cock and milked the drops out with the paper towel. Like my cock and balls my ass has not been so thoroughly examined by a doctor since.
As he removed the glove and washed his hands he told me I could get dressed and summarized the exam and what I needed to focus on.
The following year when I called to make my appointment for an annual physical I tried to make an appointment with him. I wanted to see what would happen. The woman scheduling appointments told me that he and his family had moved to Oregon.
I have wondered from time to time since if he was just a good thorough doctor, if there was something going on, or if maybe a combination of the two. Nothing he did was totally out of line. But it was all kind of homo erotic.
After a while I was called back. The physician's assistant measured my height and weighed me. We went to the exam room where she took my blood pressure, asked several questions and as she left instructed me to strip down to my underwear. I did and sat on the the end of the exam table and waited for the doctor.
After 10 or 15 minutes the doctor knocked lightly on the door and entered. He introduced himself and said he would be performing the physical in the absence of my doctor. He was probably early 50s, salt and pepper hair, tall, handsome and extremely fit. In the course of conversation while he was asking me what kind of exercise I do I shared that I ran and swam laps on an almost daily basis and was thinking about buying a bike and training for a triathlon with a friend of mine. He shared that he had competed in several triathlons and we talked about that for a bit. While older than guys I was attracted to at the time there was something very engaging about him.
There were a few things that triggered my devilish fantasies during the exam and/or afterwards made we really think, "hhmmm."
- As I was sitting on the exam table and he was checking my breathing with the stethoscope, his free hand was always lightly touching my shoulder, lower back or chest. He had large hands which have always been a turn on for me, so as I felt them on me, I kept thinking, "Don't think about it... Don't think about it."
- While lying on the exam table he was pressing into my stomach with his hands. Again, thoughts of his large hands. He moved the pressing motion to my lower abdomen and instead of lowering my boxer briefs a little he inserted his right hand under the waistband and moved lower than I had remembered from previous exams. My cock was flopped to the left and as his big hand moved left to right across my lower abdomen, his pinky finger brushed the length of my dick. "Don't think about it... Don't think about it."
- When it was time to check out my junk he sat on a stool, explained that he was going to check my penis, testicles and potential hernias and instructed me to stand in front of him and drop my underwear. I stood in front of him and dropped my boxer briefs. I was too far from him and he said that he needed me closer and that his stool didn't have wheels on it. As I was about to step closer he reached out his left hand and placed it between the small of my back and on my upper right ass cheek. I stepped closer as he signaled with a light pull towards him. When I was at a normal distance for an exam he said, "That's good, right there." He checked out my cock, lightly squeezing as he went down and back up to the base. He opened the urethral oriface. He asked if I had any problems with erections or ejaculation to which I answered no. That seemed to be the most thorough cock exam I had ever had or have had since. He then slowly examined each testicle. As he moved from my left ball to my right, he asked if I examine each testicle every month for anything unusual. I told him I didn't and he responded by saying that it's a really good idea to do so, providing a statistic on testicular cancer, saying that it didn't take much time. Moving his fingers back to my left ball, said all you have to do is slowly move your thumb, fore and middle finger around like this and if you feel anything unusual call your doctor. Large hand, big fingers all over my balls... "Don't think about it... Don't think about it." Like my cock that was the most thorough exam my balls have ever had. His big hand then checked for hernias. And during these three exams his left hand was still on the small of my back and upper ass cheek! He then told me to pull up my underwear and sit back on the exam table
- He sat across from me on his stool as I sat on the end of the exam table. For about 10 min he reviewed my lab work results with me and discussed diet and exercise. As we were talking I began to feel attracted to him- not just his looks and big hands, the nice bulge between his legs I noticed while he was writing in my chart, but the little bit of humor he exhibited, his smile, intelligence, and seemingly genuine interest in my health and well-being. As I was feeling this attraction and he was asking more questions I noticed his eyes dropped. I was like, "Did he just check out my package? Nooo, I'm imagining this!" And then he did it again! It was ever so slightly, not a stare. I told myself I was imagining this. Then he asked if I'd ever had a rectal and prostate exam. I told him I didn't think so. (At this point I had not had anal sex.) He said we should do one today.
- I asked him where he wanted me positioned. He said to take off my underwear and to get on the exam table on all fours on my elbows. As I was doing so he explained the procedure to me, put on a glove, said he was going to use lube but that there might be a little discomfort and that when he examined my prostrate I may have the feeling that I'm about to urinate. As he turned toward me he told he me to just relax and breathe. As I felt the cold lube around my hole he said again to relax and then I felt his finger glide into my asshole. He asked if there was any discomfort and I something kind of dumb like, "No, it feels fine." He then moved to the prostate. I made an obvious, "ooh" sound. He explained what the prostate does, why it's important to check it and that it can also be a pleasure spot for men. All this while his big finger was in my ass. He asked if there was any discomfort and I said something dumb again like, "No it all feels fine." He then said he was going to go a little further up the rectum and slide the full length his finger into my ass and pumped it deep a couple of times. He then pulled his finger out and said everything checked out. He pulled out a couple of paper towels from the dispenser and wiped my ass. He then said I was leaking pre-ejaculate which he explained was normal after stimulation of the prostate. He reached forward to my cock and milked the drops out with the paper towel. Like my cock and balls my ass has not been so thoroughly examined by a doctor since.
As he removed the glove and washed his hands he told me I could get dressed and summarized the exam and what I needed to focus on.
The following year when I called to make my appointment for an annual physical I tried to make an appointment with him. I wanted to see what would happen. The woman scheduling appointments told me that he and his family had moved to Oregon.
I have wondered from time to time since if he was just a good thorough doctor, if there was something going on, or if maybe a combination of the two. Nothing he did was totally out of line. But it was all kind of homo erotic.
