Doctor

A reality that is now a fantasy.
I had to attend a company medical at a private clinic.
The lady doctor was young and very attractive.
After some tests she asked me to stand naked in front of her. I am 6ft 4 and whilst not a gym buddy keep myself in good shape.
She offered me a chaperone. I declined and offered her one. She declined.
I stood for what seemed an eternity.
She observed me, more lower down than up high, slowly tapping a pen on her wrist. Told me to turn around and back.
My hormones were starting to kick in, I could feel my cock awakening.
I'm sure she observed that and gave it a few more seconds then told me I could dress.
We both behaved perfectly profesionally, except that I'm not sure that her getting off on her assessment of me was in the procedures manual.
Now I have a fantasy based on a reality.
 
My wife was a medical assistant for an orthopedic surgeon, so I had frequent fantasies about her in her uniform or scrubs with me or other men. She confessed to me that she had fantasies about her Ob/Gyn, who was a young black man. I suppose most of our fantasies involved somebody in a medical-related profession. Some of those fantasies became reality.
 
My wife has her sights set on her gynecologist. And I even have suspicions of infidelity.
 
I’ve had a med fetish since I was a teen. Dated many EMTs and nurses when I was a young firefighter. Married and divorced a nurse Now married to another nurse. Go figure. Still my favorite porn genre.
 
I was stranded for a week in Thailand with a small group of Marines and our squadron’s female flight surgeon. Being the two senior members - officer and enlisted - we ended up spending a lot of time together and had some very frank and open conversations, often while sunning around a hotel pool. Fast forward six months, I’m due for my annual physical – calling in a few favors, I arrange for it to be scheduled with her. When we came to the “turn your head and cough” and “digital prostate exam”, she said she was skipping that portion of the exam because she knew I’d enjoy it too much. I can’t say she was wrong.
 
I was a student at a hospital with a psych ward. I was not yet 20, engaged to my HS boyfriend, and very sexually naive.
We were told when a door was closed to knock, open it slightly and announce what we needed. Then open and proceed. I did exactly that.

The 20-yr old male patient was clearly annoyed by my visit. I walked in. He told me to make it quick. I set about putting my supplies together to draw his blood.

I straightened his arm to his side, standing even with his hand. As I leaned over slightly to begin, I realized the significant and obvious tent in his blanket. She and naive, I did my job, packed up, and left as quickly as possible.

It took me a long while to stop the fantasies I had about this.

Perhaps he didn't cover.
Left the other hand under the blankets and continued stroking.
What if he asked me to help.
Asked me to spend lunch break with him.

And many, many more.

Sadly, most naked men we actually see are over 80, shriveled, catheterized. Nothing fun there.
 
My wife has sent me selfies from her exam room a few times. She’s also told me about an older male dermatologist that would do a full body inspection of her “skin” for signs of skin cancer. Most recently my wife had to have laparoscopic for kidney stones. It was clear that the doc when prepping for surgery had made some markings on her that were way outside any area related to kidneys or access to them. Needless to say I am definitely aroused by all of these things
 
A great experience which should always stay with you and as you further venture out into our world of escapades. Keeping alive all of our favorite fantasies and many which for me over time became longings that will never go away! I played the NURSE fantasy role for many of my lovers. My goal: To be of service and dressed the part. I must have 30-40 pictures from these delicious times and with my high heels and black nylons contrasting so perfectly with my half-opened white heavily starched Nurses uniform. That made their tent immediately standing erect on one single pole requiring more support of course. Best…lilly
I have a very good friend who enjoys a fantasy including me in a nurse's uniform. I am just home from work. My white starched uniform has been removed. I am in bra and nylons. Exhausted from work, we chat while I remove my nylons. I am not self-conscious about undressing in front of him as I plan to step in the shower.
 
My wife has sent me selfies from her exam room a few times. She’s also told me about an older male dermatologist that would do a full body inspection of her “skin” for signs of skin cancer. Most recently my wife had to have laparoscopic for kidney stones. It was clear that the doc when prepping for surgery had made some markings on her that were way outside any area related to kidneys or access to them. Needless to say I am definitely aroused by all of these things
I've been getting skin checks twice a year for a number of years -- often performed by female physician's assistants. The exam usually includes the provider, male or female, pulling the waistband of my underwear away front and back to check under the hood, so to speak.
 
I was stranded for a week in Thailand with a small group of Marines and our squadron’s female flight surgeon. Being the two senior members - officer and enlisted - we ended up spending a lot of time together and had some very frank and open conversations, often while sunning around a hotel pool. Fast forward six months, I’m due for my annual physical – calling in a few favors, I arrange for it to be scheduled with her. When we came to the “turn your head and cough” and “digital prostate exam”, she said she was skipping that portion of the exam because she knew I’d enjoy it too much. I can’t say she was wrong.
I was getting an exam as a young Marine in Okinawa. The Navy doctor was smoking hot female. There a male corpsman chaperone. When she was checking out my testicles I was already involuntarily rock hard. She was squatting in front of me, cammie trousers and skivies down to my ankles and cock at attention. She very gently moved my cock to the side checked me out and stood up grinning ear to ear. My face was beat red. She just said everything's OK. And went about the rest of the exam. I was sort of embarrassed, not totally. Was pretty awesome. The chaperone rolled his eyes and left the room. I didn't care, they both saw me at full mast. Oh well. Made a cool memory.
 
I was married in 1986. In 1987, I started to have problems with painful intercourse. Exams, lab tests, etc. Then I was sent to a urologist for something called a cystoscope.

I was 21 at the time.
I worked in the hospital laboratory.

In the cystoscope, a camera is inserted up the urethra to look inside the urinary tract and bladder.

Stripped from the waist down, laying back, legs spread and feet in stirrups.
As the doctor sat on the stool to begin the procedure he said, "Don't you work in the lab?"

I don't know how he recognized my from that POV.
 
I was a student at a hospital with a psych ward. I was not yet 20, engaged to my HS boyfriend, and very sexually naive.
We were told when a door was closed to knock, open it slightly and announce what we needed. Then open and proceed. I did exactly that.

The 20-yr old male patient was clearly annoyed by my visit. I walked in. He told me to make it quick. I set about putting my supplies together to draw his blood.

I straightened his arm to his side, standing even with his hand. As I leaned over slightly to begin, I realized the significant and obvious tent in his blanket. She and naive, I did my job, packed up, and left as quickly as possible.

It took me a long while to stop the fantasies I had about this.

Perhaps he didn't cover.
Left the other hand under the blankets and continued stroking.
What if he asked me to help.
Asked me to spend lunch break with him.

And many, many more.

Sadly, most naked men we actually see are over 80, shriveled, catheterized. Nothing fun there.
I just got out of hospital. One of the prettier nurses gave me a hand job - she said she and the other girls did this often
 
Does an acupuncturist count?
Anyone who has never had it is probably unfamiliar with "moxa," which is an herb compressed into something like an incense stick, and ignited and used to warm the body and sometimes the needles.

Anyway, I was at my 2nd or 3rd visit to an acupuncturist who I thought was cute, and I was wearing silk boxers that day. We chatted briefly, left her desk and entered the treatment area, and as per usual practice, I stripped to my silk boxers and laid on the table face up. She needled me and left me to rest.

After only a couple of minutes, I was starting to relax with my eyes closed and feel my mind drift. I started having warm sensations over parts of my body, and when I realized it wasn't just subliminal or imagination and was real, my dick started getting erect pretty rapidly. By the time I realized it was because she had come back and was warming my skin with a burning moxa stick, I was totally tenting my shorts, which stimulated me as my dick moved and caused it to twitch non-stop. Each motion caused a frisson and a spasm, which just kept the cycle going. I opened my eyes and she was professionally ignoring it. I mumbled "Sorry," she just said "Don't worry about it." She finished with the moxa stick and left. I don't like moving with acupuncture needles in so I didn't touch myself once I had privacy, and was "non-presenting" again 30 minutes later when she came back to remove the needles.

I saw her another 15 or 20 times and didn't have a reaction like that again. She stayed cute though.
 
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