Hey all. Sorry this took me so long to write. I missed my deadline yesterday I know but I am getting it out quicker than I thought by not running through and trying to edit my errors.
Here we go:
I was so late. Traffic was a nighmare. They told me I could not be late under any circumstances. Turning around was not an option. I would just take my chances and hope they would understand.
“Your late!” “Yes I know. I am sorry. Traffic!”
“Well they haven’t started yet. You can change in here.” He handed me a blue hospital gown and hurried me into a small locker room. “Everything off and into a locker. Hurry!”
The locker room smelled of rubbing alcohol. I liked that smell. It wasn’t well lit. Or maybe it was. I had just come out from a very sunny morning. It was 6am Tuesday and I was on the schedule for the next three days. I rushed to take off my clothes and put them in a locker while he stood there waiting. First my shirt, then my socks and shoes, my pants and then, with a deep breath, my underwear. I was already hard and he noticed. “You need to do something about that.” He pointed at my cock. “You shouldn’t be hard when we go in.” “Um ok,” I responded knowing that would be near impossible. I slipped on the gown open in the front. “Not that way!” He stepped in and pulled the gown off me. “Here,” he motioned for me to slip my arms into the holes. “That’s better,” he said as he tied the back of the gown. He gave me a pair of socks. You know the ones, blue with those grips on the bottom. “Now hurry. They are waiting.”
I was rushed down a hallway. The whole place smelled like a hospital. Well because it was. We weren’t anywhere near patient rooms though. This whole area was classrooms. At least I think that is what was behind all those doors.
When we arrived at THE door he opened it and nearly pushed me in. I felt a very cold breeze rush up my gown. I was no longer hard. Scared in fact. About 30 pairs of eyes were on me. I looked up toward the head of the classroom and there he was. The man who would eventually disrobe me in front of a classroom of soon to be doctors.
I don’t know why or how the fuck I got myself into this situation. It sounded so hot at the time. My friend, Eric, whom I met a few years ago was telling me how he fulfilled one of his naked fantasies. He said he signed up to be a volunteer at this teaching facility where they would use his body as an aid. He told me the whole story one night while we were driving around town on a naked dare adventure. I was so hard and dripping by the end of his story. I just had to do it too. To be naked and vulnerable at a fake doctor is hot. But to me naked and vulnerable at the real thing and in front of so many people. Wow. It was my fantasy too!
I had some idea what was going to happen from the stories I was told but knew every situation would be different. You sign up and then you don’t really know how they will use you or who will be there. I had no idea I would be paraded naked in a real classroom though. That is not what happened Eric.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, my first instinct was to run. Run right through the door and straight to my car. Forget my clothes. I could get new ones. My heart was racing. The blood drained from my face. I felt faint. Oh god this would be my dramatic diva moment. I would faint right there in front of all those med students, one hand on my forehead and the other holding my tiny little gown.
“Come,” he motioned for me to join him. The students weren’t in desks. It wasn’t one of those university rooms you see on television where the students are in that stadium like setting. It was a small dingy room. They were in plastic chairs formed in a semi-circle two rows deep. The instructor was about 5 or less feet from the middle row. Very intimate for a classroom.
I walked forward meeting him right in the middle of the students. All eyes were still on me. I couldn’t look at them. It was so quiet except for shuffling of papers and adjusting of bodies.
“As I was telling you,” he went on with his lecture or whatever they were doing before I arrived, “the genitals . . .”
That is all I heard because at that moment he lifted my down and exposed my cock and balls, touch me. Holding my penis. Moving it around. Touching my balls.
Don’t get hard, don’t get hard, don’t get hard, don’t get hard. Sick puppies, work stress, nathan hurt. I thought of everything I could to keep myself from getting hard all the while feeling this guy tugging at my cock, rubbing my balls. I had no idea at all what he was saying. None of that mattered. The blood rush to my penis. As it began to get hard he dropped the robe over it.
"Thank you young man." I felt a pair of hands guide me toward the door. It was, what I now know, my handler. He rushed me out the door and down the hallway again into another room. This one, an exam room. It was much colder in this room. "Sit up here." He pointed to the exam table. I hoped up and sat. The paper crinkled just like at the doctor's office. My socked feet dangled.
"Sorry about that surprise. You were late and there was no time to explain. You did good though." I nodded still a little bit nervous. "For the rest of the day this will be your home. Every hour our so there will be 4 to 5 sundents and an instructor that will enter the room and use it and you as a teaching aide. Just as we agreed on the phone they will use and touch your body. You've signed consent forms for that purpose" Before he could say anymore the door swung open and a crowd of people in white coats entered. I gulped. "If you need anything I will be right over here." He moved away and the instructor moved in. "Alright, just as I explained before you will each have a chance to do this examination." "Please stand up," he motioned to me. I felt the blood rush to my head and then quickly out of it as I leaped to my feet. The back of my gown, loosened from sitting, exposed my ass to the back of the room. I didn't know what to do. I was frozen in place.
"When examining the male patients genitals it is a good idea to distract him from what is being done." He sat in a chair in front of me, lifted my gown and gently put his hand between my balls and leg. "What do you do for a living?" I was jolted from the feeling of his hand to his question. For a second I didn't know who he was talking to. It was out of context from the instruction. "Um . . . " I said. "This will take the patients mind off the exam." "Did that work?" He looked up at me. "Um. . ." was all I could sqeak out. He went on with the exam lifting my gown high up to my abs. I was totally exposed but instinctively grabbed hold of my gown so he didnt have to. "Turn and cough." I did as I was told. He went on to explain what he was doing and why. I was trying VERY hard not to get an erection as I felt my balls being carrassed. It didn't help that the top of the gown was sliding down my shoulders. My backside was completely naked, my cock and balls were on display and fuck now my chest.
"Ok lets give it a go." He motioned for the first student, a girl, fuck, to perform the exam. I couldn't look at her. Her hands were cold even through the gloves. I jumped a little and felt my penis retreat. Ha, I was freaking out and she was too. She asked me what I did for a living and I swear I have no idea what I said. Then she awkwardly squeezed my balls and played with my penis. I don't think she had ever handled a mans junk before, I swear. The next victim was a guy. I looked down at him as he attempted to perform the exam. His face was priceless. He was beet red. Face, neck, everything. It gave me a little more confidence to see these future doctors so embarassed and not knowing what to do. The final student was gay. I was really sure about it (and you know I have terrible gaydar.) He walked up to me, politely placed his hand on my gown, which had fallen to my side anyway and pullled it away. "That's better," he said. He sat down slowly and just as he was about to grab my penis the instructor moved in sternly, "We do not take anything from the patient unless we ask, especially their gown." He picked it up off the floor and handed it back to me. "It's ok," I said. It was in the way anyway. "I would prefer you to keep this on." "Really," I said. "I am ok." He moved away and the final exam of the hour was performed flawlessly I might add. I know he was gay. By this time I was pretty comfortable being nude in front of this crowd and so was my surprisingly soft penis.
The future doctors left and I was alone again for the next 20 minutes.. I stayed naked whole time sitting on the crinkly paper, looking into all the drawers in the room until my handler walked in on me. "Oh" he said, "You're still naked!" "Put this on". He handed the gown to me while looking away. Just in time too. The next recruits joined us.
This time it was all males. I was nervous again. The doctor went through his drill letting the students know what to do. He asked me to turn around and face the table and to bend over. I knew what was coming as I had been here before in the real situation. I heard him put on gloves and squeeze lube out of a tube. I braced myself this is cold finger went up into my anus. His finger probed in and out and around trying to locate my prostate. I knew the moment he touched it I would be in trouble. My penis begin hardening. Fuck, I hope he doesn't see my hard-on. He explained to the students what to feel for. That their fingers should act like a hook. He told them that two fingers work much better and that's when things really got uncomfortable for me. I shouldn't of been listening I knew I shouldn't of been listening. Pre-cum leaked out of my penis onto the floor. I just knew everyone saw the huge puddle on the floor.
He pulled his fingers out and wiped them. I was humiliated then as he turned toward my anus and wiped it in front of all those men, explaining to them that they may encounter some unpleasantness and how to deal with it. I knew that I didn't have any unpleasantness because I had made sure that I was clean before I left the house. at least there was that.
The next student approached me. He tried to joke away his nervous energy. I didn't care. This whole time I was trying to hide my erection. I heard him put on a glove and then the lube. I jumped as his cold fingers thrust inside me. "Easy," the instructor said. I felt his fingers probing around inside my anus. He kept pressing his Them on the side of my sphincter. The instructor was at his side telling him what to do. When he found my prostate he squeezed. I let out a gasp as more pre-cum left my cock once again. Fuck it felt good. It shouldn't have. I shouldn't be thinking that way but it did it felt great. My gown fell over my shoulders and on to the table. I was completely naked except for the part of the gown that covered my wrists. The next student was up and then the next one and the next one. Each one of them took their turn examining my hole. Shoving their fingers in my anus. Probing around for what seemed hours trying to locate my prostate.
When everyone got their turn the doctor moved to thank me by reaching out his hand to shake mine. Being a bottom and a sub I instinctively turned to shake his hand not realizing my cock was still erect. I felt everyone's eyes go down to look at my erection and then quickly back up to my eyes. Some of them turned red. I know I did. Fuck I was so humiliated, naked and erect with pre-cum drooling from the head of my cock.
They all quickly left the room. My handler rushed to retrieve the gown and cover me up. "It happens," he said. I could say nothing. I was so turned on but so embarrassed. I have always wondered why embarassment gets me so hard!!
I told my handler that I needed a short break and headed for the bathroom with my hand clutching the backside of the gown. Luck was not on my side though. On the way I ran into the same fucking group of students that saw me hard. It didn’t help that I was still poking through the gown.
Finally in the back stall of the bathroom and strip off the robe and stroked my cock. Pre-cum flowed and provided me with great lube. I thought about being naked in front of all those guys. I thought about the humiliation of having my anus exposed to them, about not having a say in the fact that I would be fingered over and over again in front of them. I thought about my erection swinging side to side as I was probed. I knew they had to see that my penis wasn’t hanging down between my legs. They had to see that. I thought about my gown falling down. It was all so hot and too much - I exploded all over the stall missing the toilet completely. I didn’t care in the moment. Orgasm controlled me. Fuck! It was an AMAZING orgasm!!
Satisfied and no longer horny, I grabbed my gown and made my way back to the room. The rest of the afternoon was a repeat of the morning but I was ok. ‘One day down and two to go’ was the theme of my singing as I drove back home.
I would like to say that the next two days were just a repeat of the first day but it, unfortunately wasn’t. The second day was ok in that it was the same minus the amazing orgasm. I felt more and more comfortable being naked and by the end of the day didn’t bother with the gown. No one seemed to care either. The groups seemed to alternate between a genital exam and prostate exam. I could not believe how squeamish some of these future doctors were!
I was horny again on the third day and masturbated at home before I went in. I was still fucking horny though and could not ,to save my life or humiliation, control my fucking erections so the gown went right back on. (How’s that for a run-on sentence).
I knew immediately I was in trouble when the first group arrived. While I was soft for a brief moment, I felt a strong stir in my nether regions when the instructor moved my gown to the side. Fuck. No matter how much I tried to go to another world his hands pulled me back to reality. They were so soft and warm. It felt great to have my cock slightly exposed. It felt great to be gently massaged up in between my leg and balls. I couldn’t help it. My cock started to grow and grow. It took only seconds to be fully erect. His hand cupped my balls as he spoke to the students. “This will happen. You have to get used to it because it happens.” They discussed what to do in this instance. My mind was so concentrated on the fact that he was still holding me - more firmly now as he used my erection as an object for instruction.
Each student got a turn at examining me. Examining the guy with the erection. I could not, no matter what horrible or disgusting thing I thought about, control it. For a good 30 minutes my cock stood straight up, exposed to the entire room. I even had to wipe the pre-cum with my gown.
Needless to say I was right back in that stall taking care of business before the remaining rounds. I was ok after that and the day went much better.
I still use this experience to masturbate sometimes. It has been a while since it happened and I am not sure I got all the little details right. But generally that is what happened.
When I think back on this experience compared to the fake doctor experiences and that one time at the hair laser clinic, this was by far the least sexual for me. I think maybe because of all the people, male and female, involved as well as the fact that it was not sexual in anyway for anyone involved but me.
If I had to do it all over again I would probably opt for setting up a fake doctor experience. It’s hard to find a good one though. One that keeps to the clinical side of it and not let it get to the sexual contact side.
Let me know what you thought good or bad.