Completely Naked

The Volunteer

 

 

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:

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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.

Total Embarrassment

I felt like I was having a panic attack in the waiting room this afternoon.  My heart was racing so hard I could feel the thumping in my ears.  My palms were cold and sweaty and my breathing shallow.  I hate going to the doctor.  Every time I go something embarrassing happens and not in a good way.  I know I have a medical fetish when it is playtime but when I really have to go for something I'm not thinking about sex or my fetish.  I'm thinking about two things; am I ok and will I get an erection when I have to take my pants off.

A Potential New Doc for Me

pic from firstauditions.com and cfnm.net.  I subscribe to both.

I got this in my inbox last night.  I thought I was going to explode before I read through it.  I scrubbed his name, location, etc, but for the most part it is intact.  I haven't responded to him yet and he is a long, long way away from me so the chances of my being able to hook up with him are slim.  I've been know to travel for stuff like this though so who knows. 

Hey Doc if you are reading this thanks for the masturbation material.  I'll contact you over the weekend.

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Hi Jared,

I discovered your hot website today and thoroughly enjoyed reading about your medical exam fetish.  I read one of your stories and it gave me an immediate hard on.  I, too, have a very strong med exam fetish.  I've had it for as long as I can remember.  Although I prefer to play the role of the doc, I can understand how thrilling it is to feel vulnerable, exposed and be totally controlled by a clothed authority figure whose orders you must follow without question.  There's just something very arousing about being naked and touched in sensitive areas and have your anus exposed and probed.  I've played the patient enough times and almost always get a hard on even before I am asked to remove my shorts.

I have much experience playing the role of the doctor and although I don't have a medical background, I've done much research and reading about performing physical exams on men that I am quite convincing to my patients.  I try to make my exams as realistic as possible because I know that the more real it appears, the more turned on the patient will be.  I know because that's just how I want it when I am being examined.  Like you, I do not become aroused when I am being examined by my real doctor but the first thing I do when I get home is jerk off while I think about him touching my cock and balls and insertnig his gloved finger into my ass.  I always pay close attention when I am being examined by my actual doctor and copy his style and technique when I examine my med fetish patients.  I always start my exams with my patient fully clothed but as soon as I collect all the info about his medical background, I ask him to strip down to his shorts.  I don't usually allow gowns unless my patient is turned on by them.  Once all the routine checks are done, I order my patient to remove his shorts just before the genital exam.  My patient then remains nude for the rest of the exam.  Penile, scrotal and testicular exams are very thorough and drawn out, as well as the visual examination of the anus and the temperature is always taken rectally.  I offer my patients the choice of a very real exam, very similar to what would be given in an actual medical office, or, the long version that includes other procedures not normally performed by a real MD, such as shaving of the scrotum, buttocks and anal area, enemas, rectal exam with proctoscope and speculum, and collection of semen sample.  All this is done while still keeping the exam somewhat realistic, even though these are not usually part of a man's physical exam.  My DRE's are long and thorough, with the goal being to extract semen through prostate stimulation without actual ejaculation.  It is a huge turn on for me to be in control of a nude, embarrassed and very submissive patient who is so aroused that his penis is erect almost from beginning to end.  My exams do not include injections or pain of any kind.  They will include the careful insertion of a small thermometer into the urethra if the patient requests it, with rectal temperature taken simultaneously.

If you are ever in the my area, you're welcome to schedule an exam with me.

I'd love to hear more about your exam fantasy.  Please share more of it with me as you're communicating with someone who is into this as much as you, if not more. No need to feel ashamed or embarrassed with me.  Tell me exactly what turns you one about this and how your ideal medical exam would go.  Please be open.

Regards,

The Doctor

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By the way, he included pics of a real live exam he performed.  There is no way I can post it on my blog though . . .

j

Now I'm really embarrassed about my Doc fetish

So . . . I am reading through all of your comments on my Doc reflections and discovered that a real live Doc here in SF reads my blog! . . . and he commented on my little fetish.

My real personal doc in SF is gay also.  I'm hoping right now there is more than just one gay Doc in SF . . . and/or he is forgiving . . . cause I have a real checkup next week.

So Doc, if you are now searching your records, appointment books or memory bank for a certain JCB, I swear I don't get off on real visits!  I do understand the seriousness of your profession, respect it, and can distinguish play from the real thing . . . (and I'm hoping not to have the cancer conversation anytime soon).

I do, however, almost always get rock hard if you ask me to drop my pants.  It's not you or the fetish, it is just a little issue of uncontrollable, rapid blood flow that I have been dealing with all my life . . . oh and um, I think you are adorable.

Hope you understand . . .

j

ok, I feel better now . . .

Reflection on Jared's Gay Doctor Fetish

The first time I went through an experience like this I almost didn't post it.  I was so ashamed of this fetish and it was so deeply embedded in me that even anonymously it was hard for me to put in print.  I am over that now and know it is a part of me I enjoy.

I am certain that many of you don't get my medical/doctor fetish.  I can tell by the lack of responses that I either stunned you to silence or grossed you out (or you are just a regular lurker).  It isn't for everyone I know that.  It may even be sick to some of you if you don't understand what exactly in these scenarios is turning me on.

It probably isn't what you think.  It isn't the doctor or the white coat.  It isn't the sterile room or the tools he uses.  It isn't the procedures he uses either.  He could be doing anything really.  It may be some of those things for some people but it isn't for me.  In fact it could be a coach/athlete or principle/student or uncle/nephew, etc. 

Most porn videos covering this subject don't get it either.  They have the actors do a few "medical" things in the first five minutes of the video if that long and then they get right to fucking.  You will notice in all my scenarios there is no sucking for fucking or other purely sexual contact.  Most of the time I am the one who "extracts the semen sample" myself.

For me it is about being vulnerable, actually it is about being completely and totally vulnerable.  This is accomplished by my being completely naked and not in control of the things I am told to do during that hour our two.  It is about the awkwardness and humility of having someone in authority, fully clothed; pay close attention to your naked body slowly and deliberately.  It is about them probing in my most sacred and private areas without my controlling it.  That is really what it is about.

If you are just a guy in a lab coat in a room full of medical equipment wanting to fuck me I am just not interested (well unless you are Nathan and then what the fuck are you doing in a lab coat ;) )

I think I have covered it.  If you have questions, post them and I will answer.  If you share this fetish please share what does it for you.

j

Jared's Gay Doctor Fetish

I sat nervously in my underwear and a small paper gown on the exam table as I waited for the doctor.  The gown was laid out for me when I arrived and I assumed that he wanted me to put it on.  My legs dangled over the table and the paper kept making that annoying creaking sound everytime I moved.  He was taking a long, long time to see me.  I looked around the room.  It was a perfect replica of a real exam room.  I wondered how much he spent on it.

Doctor Fetish Preview

It will be the end of the week now before I get this out.  Work, work work!  I thought I would give you a little preview of what happened.  Everytime I start writing I get hard and stroke one out and then lose interest in finishing it up.  Then I get all worked up again, start writing and lose more seed.

The doctor pulled down on the tip of my hard cock and let go.  It slapped against my abs.  "Jared,  I asked you to shave your balls before you came in.  Because you didn't, the nurse will have to do that for you now.  It may be unpleasant."  I sat on the exam table and stared at him.  What nurse, I thought.  I didn't see a nurse when I came in.  Just then a young blond women in a very small and tight white nurse uniform entered the examination room.  It looked as though she came right out of a porn video.  I immediately moved to cover my genitals.  I was so embarrassed.  I didn't want to be naked anymore.  Didn't he remember that I was gay!  I didn't want a girl in here.  My cock began to deflate.

"Uncover your genitals young man."  He moved toward me and pushed my hands away.  She looked at me and me at her.  I watched her eyes move down to my cock.  It was growing hard again.  There was nothing I could do now.  They were in total control of me.

This was by far the most bizarre experience I have had in exploration of my fetish.  I can't wait to tell you all the rest.

Thanks again to my friends for locating and editing these pics for me.

Tonight is the night

We are on for tonight.  Nathan is trying to back out though.  Doctors, even play ones, freak him out.  I probably won't post till Monday or Tuesday as usual but you can go here to catch up on ones I have already visited.

You can go to this blog to see a few medical fetish pics.

My buddies help me out by finding some hot doc pics for this and the next post.

Old Doc Williams

I found myself standing, for a second time this year, in Dr. William's makeshift exam room set up in his kitchen, his rather large kitchen.  He added more stuff since the last time I was there.  It is looking more and more like a doctor's examination room.

He had a file in hand, the same file he made up on me the last time which was a little creepy.  "Ah," he said.  "You have erection issues?"  "Um no," I responded. "I get hard . . . Oh do you mean I am hard a lot?"  He nodded.  "Then yes I can hard really easily but that isn't an issue for me."

"Sit up on the exam table and lets take a look at you."  I hopped up on the exam table.  It was covered with paper and it made a crunching noise as I sat.  The doctor approached me and placed his hands on either side of my neck.  He pressed his fingers against my neck as he moved them down toward my shoulders and then back up to my jaw line.

"Ok, young man.  Let's take that shirt off."

Medical Fetish

I've said before here that I have this huge huge medical fetish.  I think it's the fact that I am completely naked and vulnerable in front of a clothed authority figure that could do things to me or make me do things that are embarrassing.  I don't know why this kind of thing does it for me but it does and I've accepted it and really enjoy it. 

This fetish is transferable to other settings like being naked in front of other clothed people; it can be guys or girls.  It can be transferred to doing naked dares in public or private.  It can even be in a bathhouse full of guys where I am totally naked and all the other dudes have a towel wrapped around their waist.

Even if this could be fixed by going to therapy, I would never go.  I fucking love it so much that I seek out realistic play exams.  Note I said 'play'.  Going to the real doctor doesn't get me off at all even though many times I get hard at the doctor for no reason.

I have an appointment set up with a 'play' doc.  More than any other fetish I have, this one really makes be nervous.  I get butterflies in my stomach every time and once I get off in front of the doc I get real shy and embarrassed.  Then I have to face you by posting what happened.

To get me and you in the mood I've found some medical fetish sites.

The owners of this site will perform an exam on you.  It can be taped or not.

I've never been beyond the front page of this site but it looks pretty hot.

Get your kinky medical supplies here.

This doctor is horny.

This video shows a hot guy getting an exam in front of his friend.  Fucking hot!!  OMG I think I'm going to cum. . .

Medical fetish search.

So check back sometime in the middle of next week.  I should have done it and posted it by then.

j

Reflection on Erotic Doc

Man, dudes I didn't realize just how many of you had the same fetish as me.  I've never received such a huge response to a post.  I wasn't able to write anything last night because I took the time to read every comment and every e-mail.

This is a fetish that was really deep down inside me.  It took a lot for me admit to myself that I have it, even more for me to act on and almost impossible to hit that 'publish it' button once I wrote it.  I don't know why I felt so vulnerable posting it.  I usually don't care what people think but this one I cared about.  Writing about my deepest darkest sexual acts and then having you read about it is just like being naked in front of you, except not physically naked but mentally naked.  Its frightening but also a big turn on.

I'm not going to stop.  In fact, I'm plan to push myself through more exploration because I have never felt more alive:  my heart racing, the adrenaline pumping, being scared, hard and naked.  It's so fucking liberating.

A lot of you asked what I liked about it in retrospect.  First, being forced to strip naked in front of Brad and the Doc when they remained dressed made me feel extremely vulnerable.  They would see every flaw in my body.  If I got hard (or soft) because of something they did I wouldn't be able to hide it.  Why this is so intensely erotic to me I can't explain.  It's just there and I go with it.  I hang around my flat with the boys or other friends naked all the time and its not that intense.

Having the thermometer shoved inside my cock was something I didn't think I would like, but once I got over the initial shock, I found it erotic, although this wasn't actually the first time this happened to me.  I had a surprise physical when I went for an erotic massage earlier this year and this guy stuck a much smaller instrument in me.  I think I wrote about it somewhere on here.  The thermometer, though, was much bigger and I didn't know just how it was going to fit.  I've done a little research and found a whole fetish community around this.  You can go here and here to start reading about it.  I had no idea this even existed.

Also having to expose my anus to them while they played with it and stuck things in it was highly erotic.  I guess both of these fall into the category of someone taking control of my most private anatomy.

I didn't like having to piss in front of Brad.  It wasn't a turn on at all.  But jacking off in front of him, that was really erotic, especially when he started getting into it.  I mean this guy was fucking hot and he was getting into me being naked and jacking off.

So there it is.  Thanks for your feedback and sharing your own stories and fetishes.  I got hard about 50 times during the day reading your e-mails and comments.  I had to jack off to some of them.  Many of you are just as horny and experimental as I am.

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Erotic Doc and His Helper

This entry isn't for everyone.  It's about exploration of a possible medical fetish I may have, and an experiment I set up with a real life retired Doc.

I told this story to Nathan and Jeff at the breakfast table this morning.  Cereal was the meal.  Nathan hadn't put any clothes on all morning and Jeff was in a pair of thermal underpants and nothing else. During the parts I thought were intensely erotic, I made them stand up just so that I could see if they had boners hiding under the table confirming they were really turned on.  Nathan was hard to the point of having pre-cum dripping from the head of his cock.  He got up from the table to go jack-off after the story but we peer-pressured him into standing there in front of us to stroke it out.  Jeff thought it mildly erotic and was poking through his underwear part of the time until, of course, he saw Nate abusing himself.

Don't say I didn't warn you about turning back now.  If you like it, please leave me a message saying so, cause I'm really feeling embarrassed and alone now that I have exposed myself.  If you don't like it, it's ok to tell me, but just don't leave a mean message or anything cause you'll wind up causing me to need therapy and then Tom Cruise will be mad at all of us.

Anyway.  Here it is.  Another fucked up fetish.

When the door opened my heart stopped.  Standing in front of me was two men.  One, a graying older guy, the Doctor, I'm guessing in his sixties, in a white physician's coat.  Standing next to him another much younger and definitely hotter guy in scrubs.  The younger guy was fucking hot.  I had seen him out at the clubs several times, never approaching him because he was way out of my league.

His muscles were bulging out of his shirt, not body builder bulging, but tall and lean muscle bulging.  I knew this was supposed to be an embarrassing, get naked in front of some strange man physical, but I couldn't be naked in front of someone I would see again in a club, someone I may want to stalk talk to, someone I thought was so hot.

The older doctor asked me to come in.  I had met him through a friend. He was a retired physician who, after talking with him at length about my desire to explore this fetish, agreed to help me through this experience as he has done for others having the same fixation.

He led me though his home to the kitchen where he had set up a makeshift exam room, complete with a table covered in paper.

"Jared, I'm Dr. Williams and this is Brad (not his real name).  Brad is going to get you started and then we can begin the exam."  "Um, ok."  I was nervous now.  I hadn't expected this.  Fuck man I've seen this guy out!

"Hi Jared, I need to ask you some questions."  He had a chart and began rattling off a bunch of questions.  I answered the first few truthfully, but as we progressed, the questions got much more intimate than I was comfortable and I answered them with lies.  We spent a lot of time talking about my cock and erections, about which I spoke truthfully.  He seemed a little surprised that a guy, now in his thirties as I am, still stays as hard as long as I do in many situations.

"Let's get you weighed and take your blood pressure." 

After all this was done, Brad sat me back on the table and asked me to wait until the Doc came back in.

"Ok, let's get started," the Doc said almost joyfully, as he entered the room.  "Jared why don't you stand up and take off your shirt."  I did as I was told.  He began at my neck, his hands rubbing both sides.  Brad was next to him watching intently.  He moved down my shoulders and then asked me to raise my arms high in the air.  Brad came around me, grabbed hold of them.  The doctor probed my armpits, chest and abdomen then turned me around and probed my back paying close attention to my muscles.  Brad continued to hold on as I turned.  I was now face to face with him.  There was like two inches between his lips and mine.  He smiled.  I stared back into his eyes, still intimidated by his good looks.

I felt the doctor shove his fingers in the waistband of my sweats and pull them off.  Brad let go of my arms and took my pants from the doc as he asked me to turn around.  I had tucked my penis down in my underwear earlier to prevent me from getting an erection.  It was working nicely.  He asked me to spread my legs and stand wide as his hands moved down and in between my thighs.  Brad cupped my butt through my underwear while looking over my shoulder at what the Doc was doing.  I felt his breath on my neck.  He smelled freshly showered.

Without warning my underwear was yanked down.  The Doc asked me to step out of them and went right to work, holding my balls in his hands while inspecting my penis.  As he pushed my balls from side to side, he asked me questions that weren't even related to what we were doing.  He also asked me to cough several times.  I was totally distracted from the penis probing, wondering why I was being asked these silly questions.  It wasn't until I was telling Nate and Jeff about it this morning that I discovered all real Docs do this to focus you away from what they are doing.  I'm guessing now this was just a habit the Doc had developed and not intentional to take me away from the experience.  For whatever reason, I wasn't hard yet and that's unusual for me.  I'm still blaming it on being blindsided with this uber-hot guys presence.

"Brad will take a urine sample from you and then I'll be back."  The Doc exited and Brad was standing in front of me with a glass beaker.  "I need you to pee in this."  "Ok.  Where is the bathroom?"  "No, you have to do it here in front of me."  He held it out and I stepped up.  "Here let me."  His hand reached out and grabbed my penis holding it front of the beaker.  I had to concentrate really hard not to get an erection and at the same time, get over being pee shy.  We stood there for a while.  He just kept looking down, waiting.  I started thinking about waterfalls and such.  Finally, success.  He shook it off and left the room with the sample.  By this time I'm getting a real good sense of what I like about this as a fetish and what I don't like.  This, I didn't like.

Both the Doc and Brad came back in.  "Jared, now we will take your temperature in and around parts of your body."  He followed by sticking a disposable thermometer in my mouth.    "Please also lean against the table."  I followed his lead and noticed another small thermometer in his hand.  He grabbed my penis.  "Oh," I panicked and took the other one out of my mouth.  "What are you doing?"  "Just hold still and put that back in your mouth immediately."  He opened my pee slit with his thumb and index finger, then slid the thermometer into me a good two inches.  It was uncomfortable at first but then I found it erotic.  My penis started to grow as he moved it up and down like he was fucking my hole with it.  I looked over at Brad who shifted his focus from my crotch to my face.  The Doc massaged my growing cock for several minutes until he felt an accurate reading was there.

"Ok," he pulled it out and then the one from my mouth as well.  "Turn around, lay face down and spread your ass.  I did as I was told and felt the thermometer enter my anus.  This one must have been a different one because it felt larger.  The Doctor massaged my ass and spread my cheeks wider as he waited.  My cock had grown stone hard and I knew I was leaving pre-cum all over the paper.  "Alright Jared, I think we are done with this part, you can sit up."  I sat up with a full-blown erection.  I looked over at Brad again and caught him gazing at me from head to crotch.

The Doc retrieved a stethoscope and listened to my chest.  "Breath in and then out slowly."  He did this a number of times on both my chest and back.  I noticed that he looked at my hard-on several times. 

"So far you're turning out to be a healthy, strapping young man.  By the looks of that cock you seem quite virile.  How long has it been since you ejaculated?"  "I think about, um, less than twelve hours."

"Stand up and turn around."  They both put on rubber gloves.  "Lean over."    I felt a hand push by on my back toward the table, then cold wet lube being spread on my ass and then a finger inserted inside me. The Doc probed around inside my hole massaging my prostate over and over again, sometimes sliding his finger in and out of my hole.  He pulled out after some time and then stuck something; I thought to be metal, in me.

"This is going to be a little uncomfortable," he said as I felt the pressure of the device prying my hole open.  He kept moving it around then reached between my legs, grabbed hold of my balls and pulled back.  I arched back more and stuck out my ass.  "Ah. That's better," he said.  I can get a look at you now.  He let go of my balls while continuing to probe around in my ass.

"I need to get a better look.  Please get up on the table and lay back."  They each took a leg and lifted them high into the air over my head. As each pushed my legs the Doc stuck his fingers back in and massaged inside me.  I felt wet pre-cum rubbing all over my abs as my cock was pressed against them.  Brad noticed as well and used his gloved hand to wipe it off grazing my cock several times.

"Ok, you look great inside."  They let my legs down.  "We have one more extraction we need to make.  I'm going to leave you with Brad and when I come back I need to see your sperm in this dish."  He handed over a shallow lab dish to Brad.

"Alright Jared.  I think you know the drill.  I want you to stand up and masturbate into this dish."  I stood up, still erect from the anal probing and grabbed my cock.  "Make sure you get it all in here."  So there I was standing naked and hard in front of this hot guy I've seen before, stroking my cock.  I looked down at his crotch and noticed, for the first time, a small tent in his scrubs.  He wasn't wearing any underwear.  "Could I ask you to take off your shirt Brad?"  "Doc doesn't want me to do that.  Masturbate please." 

I started stroking my cock as he held the dish in front of me.  I pulled on my balls with my other hand and stared at his clothed body. He began lifting his shirt to reveal the most beautiful abs I've seen since the last time I saw him dancing shirtless. He lifted high over his nipples and just smiled, as I looked him up and down.  While holding his shirt up over his torso, he reached down and pushed his pants down to just above his crotch.  His cock was now fully erect forcing his scrubs to tent out.  Pre-cum began forming in the fabric near the head of his cock.  I continued to stroke getting closer to ejaculation and looked into his eyes.  I saw that thing you see in someone's eyes when they are about to kiss you and moved toward him. We locked lips and he stuck his tongue in my mouth probing around and wrestling with my tongue. "Oh fuck," I backed away.  "Oh fuck."  He watched my face grimace with pleasure as I released my load, missing the dish partially and hitting his naked abs.

We cleaned up a bit as the Doc came in.  "Nice work boys.  Jared, you can get dressed now."  I dressed as Brad undressed and changed back into his real clothes.  I got to see him strip down to his underwear and confirmed the hotness of his naked body. 

We left together, which was a surprise to me because I thought they were partners, not in a sexual way, but something else.  I had to know what his deal was, so as we were walking together to the parking lot across the street, I asked him.  He responded back to me, "I have this thing where I like to watch guys be forced naked and examined.  You didn't know?"  "No, I didn't know who you were.  And for that matter, you didn't get off."  "Fuck man, I'm sorry you didn't know.  I don't need to get off.  I'll do that later.  But that was hot back there.  We should do it again."

Unexpected Physical Exam

I really needed a relaxing massage fast. San Francisco has a great source for finding fast massages by guys for guys on craigslist.org. Some of them are just escorts with no training whatsoever but if you know what to look for it is pretty easy to find a good massage. I have had the most luck with Asian guys. They have an intuitive touch that is just right for me.

 

I found what appeared to be a muscular Asian guy who offered a full body and prostate massage in the nude. The pic in the ad showed only his torso. He looked to be in his forties and totally ripped. This was perfect. Exactly what I needed. I answered the ad with one of my black and white shirtless pics. The sexy one where I am looking down toward my abs with my hair hanging over my face. He responded within 15 minutes with a phone number and said that he could see me right away.

When I arrived a very young beautiful Asian answered the door, most likely 18 or 19. He had a tight v-neck white tee that showed his thin muscular body. He also wore loose fitting scrubs that covered his legs. I felt a stir in my pants at the thought of him massaging me naked. I wondered why he didn't look like the guy in the ad but didn't care at this point. He was hot! He introduced himself as Michael. He didn't speak english very well but seemed overly accommodating. He bowed as I entered and placed his hand at the small of my back to guide me in.

The first thing I noticed was several pairs of shoes at the door-they were different sizes. I quickly realized I may not the only client here. He motioned for me to take my shoes and socks off and guided me in a small room near the entrance. He pointed toward a small wooden chair and, in his broken english, asked me to sit down. I did as I was told. He pulled a basin of water over and washed and massaged my feet. As he did this I could see over his shoulder down to the small of his back. It was perfectly V shaped. He shirt rode up his back and exposed just enough flesh to get my attention. I was instantly hard, felt my cock hit my pants and tent them slightly. He didn't seem to notice as he was focused on his task. I shifted around and tried to hide it. Once done he moved me into a second small but well decorated room where I waited for the next phase of my massage.

After what seemed to be half an hour I was startled by an Asian man in scrubs and a white lab coat. He sat down beside me. "Hello. I am David," he said. "I would like to ask you a few questions before your massage." He asked me a litany of questions: When was my last massage? Did I have any injuries? Had I ever had a prostate massage before? It had been a while since my last massage and I have never had a real prostate massage, unless of course you count a quick fingering followed by hard cock up my ass. He also asked when I had my last physical. I needed clarification . . . 'You mean a medical exam?' He said yes. I hadn't had a physical in over 10 years. I explained to him that I am never sick and didn't feel the need to go to a doctor. He finished scribbling notes on a clipboard and then called for the lad that greeted me earlier. He turned to me and asked if I would mind submitting to a quick exam before the massage. I didn't really understand why, but secretly loved the idea of being examined so I said ok. Michael came into the room at that point and took me down the hall into the next room.

Upon entering this room I noticed it was set up like a real exam room at a doctor's office including an exam table, a table with stirrups and all types of medical devices. Michael guided me into the room and asked me to get undressed and put on a gown. He sensed my becoming very nervous. I was only wearing cargo shorts with no underwear and a zip-up sweatshirt hoodie with no shirt underneath. He moved toward me compassionately and said let met help you. I nodded. He unzipped by hoodie and slipped it over my shoulders. "Nice chest," he said. His hand moved across my chest, down my abs and rested at the button on my pants. His eyes never left mine as he unzipped them and let them fall to the floor. I was naked, hard and embarrassed. He said nothing as he grabbed a gown from the shelf and held it up for me to put my arms through. He asked me to sit on the exam table and wait. He left the room without shutting the door.

I heard the older guy speaking to someone outside the door but I couldn't see anything. He passed by the door but didn't look in. Then more conversation. It was the younger one. He was with someone else. He passed by the door then . . . The hottest guy. Total naked. Early 20's. He was following Michael into the room I just left. "How are you doing?" David entered my room. I jumped. My gown was tented by my erection and a small wet spot had formed on the gown next to the tip of my cock. "Fine," I said. He didn't really seem to pay attention to my answer.

I asked him how long this would take and when would I get to the massage. "Only ten or fifteen minutes," he said. "Now lets take a look at you."

He moved closer to me and leaned around my back. He pushed the gown open to expose my back and then began feeling his way with a stethoscope from the top to the side and then toward the bottom while asking me to breath in and out. "You've been working out for a long time," he said. "Um, thanks." I didn't know if that was a compliment or not. He pushed the gown off my shoulders and it fell in my lap. He used the stethoscope on my chest, left and then right, to listen inside. He pulled it away and then ran his hands over my chest. His hands were strong and warm. He pinched my nipples playfully and said that everything looked fine so far and that he wanted to take a look at my abdomen.

 

Following his lead, I laid back onto the table. He push my gown down toward my crotch and placed his hands at the top of my abs, massaging them with his fingers. I was still rock hard. So hard I was beginning to hurt. He made his way down my stomach and bumped into the top of my cock.

"You have an erection," he said. "Um, yes." I was so embarrassed. He lifted the gown completely off me and I instantly felt a cold breeze. "How long have you been hard?" "For about an hour," I said. He took my cock in his left hand and my balls in his right. "Let's just make sure everything is alright." He examined my cock thoroughly while pulling and tugging on my balls. He opened my piss hole with one hand and grabbed a long, slender and shiny instrument with the other. I thought I might explode. He pushed this thing down my pisshole and pre-cum squirted all over me and his white coat.

He pulled the instrument out and asked me to turn over. "One more check," he said, " and we can get on with the massage." I turned over and he pried open my anus. He tapped it with his finger a few times, slapped my on my ass and said we were done here. I sat up on the table, still erect. He called his assistant, Michael, asked him to finish up and left the room. Michael asked me to follow him. I stood up and grabbed the gown. "You won't need that." He took it from me.

 

I followed him over to a scale in the hall, was weighed in and then led back to the waiting room. To my surprise, the other naked guy was sitting there. Michael placed me in a chair next to the other guy and left the room. There I was naked, erect and completely embarrassed waiting for my massage.

Here is the link to the actual massage.