Looking for a new doctor

Pawnster

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I am looking for a woman doctor. I am a middle aged good looking but somehat shy man. I am sick of these damn impersonal HMO male doctors. I figure it this way a woman doctor will be more tender and careing and take the time to examine me and at the same time be strict about how I take care of my body. So doctor that is why I am here....
 
Dr Summers:

I stretched out my arms, feeling the ache in my body. It was almost closing time - one more patient.
 
hello Dr.

Somewhat shy I walk into your exam room. Hello doctor. I smile enjoying your tightly fit uniform. Starting to feel a stirring in my pants as I notice your cleavage and look away remembering you are a professional. "hello doctor."
 
Dr Summers:

He said 'hello' twice. Seems pretty nervous for a guy his age. Phobia of medical visits? Probably not.

"So, Mr <>. What can I do for you?" I asked. I was glad that he was my last patient for the day. I could do with the break after this. He was some eye-candy too, not bad for a last patient. Yesterday's was some grumpy perverted old man.
 
Jay

"Please Dr. Summers call me Jay. UMM.... Welll nothing special just I umm. well I do have a couple problems we can talk about later...but I realy need from you is an over all physical. Can I say first that I am glad to have a woman doctor I think women are more considerate and feeling and not so rushed or over clerical or clinical. I hope you will take your time with me I believe in being a professional and doing the job, any job, as best you can and not be rushed." Sitting on the exam table I can look down on Dr. Summers sitting on her little stool on wheels..I can look down her top which seem to be just a little too unzipped (not that I am complaining that perfect tan cleavage ais a beautiful site for sore eyes) and that smile is for lack of a better word.....dreamy. damn though I am a little nervous I wonder if she can tell?
 
Dr. Summers:

As he sat on the examination table, I could feel a slight tremor in his voice as he went through exactly what he needed from this session. The way he put it seemed strange. Most doctors I have come across are pretty professional about things. Perhaps what he meant was for someone to carry out a medical with an interest that was purely professional, and yet tender.

Pretty odd anyway. I smile to myself. Men usually are uncomfortable about having a woman to examine them though.

Then I could feel something else, as if his eyes were watching me. It was different from the feeling I had from the perverted old man. His eyes were not lustful; they were more like praising, admiring. I could almost feel myself blushing.

I motioned for him to lay back first, as I proceeded with the examination.

OOC: must say i don't really know what's there to do in a medical....the real one of course...:p
 
Jay

"Doctor arent you going to look into my ears and down my throat and listen to my chest. Here let me take this off." I remove my shirt to show my muscular hairless chest with hard nipples. I continue to appraise her beauty as she stands with that light and examines my ears and eyes. And she looks down my throat having me say ahhhhh..... Does she notice my long tongue? Just think what I could do with it ...I swoon slightly at her scent wondering if it is perfume of sweat from a long day and maybe a little hint of .........no Jay lets not let our ego go nuts. "Doctor please take my pulse and listen to my chest..seems my is beating a little high" Smiling at her. Good at least I am not repeating myself. Thats right Doctor Summers keep leaning over and get closer to me, the nearer she is the more excited I get. And yet I feel reassured in her prescense that she will take good care of me.
 
Dr Summers:

I could feel a bout of nervousness overcome me, as I touched and slowly examined this fine specimen laying right before my eyes. He was a handsome young man, if I haven't already repeated myself, and he reminded me of my oozing sexuality after working hours. It was close enough to that time.

Holding one end of the stethoscope with one hand, I move slowly along his chest, watching it heave as he took in every breath. He was muscular indeed, and in a moment of inattentiveness I drop my little torch over at the other side of the bed.

Mumbling my apologies, I leaned over his still body to pick it up from the other side of the bed. As I straightened back up, I realised I had just mashed my breasts against his chest. Rather embarrassed, I blush softly...
 
Jay

mmmm.... feel of her breasts pressing against me makes me hard as I start to lay on the table. "......thats ok...my pleasure..." I flash her a quick reassuring smile. "Perhaps I should ummm.....get undressed? Should I stand or lay here doctor?" I want to show her the affect she is having on me...hell I want to jack off on her tits but that will take time ...but I am sort of embarassed.. and that makes it only get harder...the thought of her seeing it...pretending not to notice? or maybe reassuring that it is normal....should I stand so she can check me for hernia or lay here....and do I have nerve to ask her about my hemmoroids?
 
Dr Summers:

I thought about it for a moment, a little longer than necessary to be professional. What was wrong with me?

"You could take your shirt off," I finally said. Even though it was pretty routine to unrobe in a medical, I began to feel myself anticipating to see what was underneath; perhaps even a hint of desire to see the rest of him as well.
 
Jay

I stand up while she sits on her little stool. Looking down at her I unboutton my shirt. Nothing under it. My broad chest and my nipples hard like my cock I lay the shirt on the chair by the side of the table. I also remove my shoes and socks.
All the time looking at her. "Shall I umm....continue..or sit down?"
 
Dr Summers:

I felt my throat drying up, unable to speak for a moment. I was in awe of his muscular body, and by the looks of the bulge at the front of his pants, there was much more to admire about him.

"Please, don't stop," I said in spite of myself.
 
Jay

I feel aroused and sort of flattered...but she is a professional. Ok here goes I swallow hard and reach to undo my belt. I slide it undone and undo the snap and the zipper slow...might as well let the little lady enjoy a little strip tease...even if she is a doctor she is obviously a woman. The pants slide off and my under wear is bulging...I lift it over the long shaft and move my clothes to the chair. I go back and stand naked in front of her..still hard...I look down at her and I get harder..throbbing at full length .I seperate my legs. ".........ummm....sorry about that doctor....ummm....should I lay down I have a problem I would like your help with...or do you need to check me for signs of hernia first?"
 
Dr Summers:

There was almost absolutely no way I could peel my eyes away from his gorgeous member. I swallowed hard, desperately trying to find words to bring to my mouth. None.

Looking up into his eyes, even then I could not help but notice in the corner of my eye the way it was throbbing with so much life and vigour. In his eyes I tried to look for some guidance; I was beginning to lose control, and as sudden as it came I had an urge to reach out and to wrap my fingers around his hard cock.

"I'll check for um...hernia later," I said, giving myself some respite.
Then I went about checking places that did not need checking, and more than just occasionally felt my gaze drift back to his manhood standing tall and proud as he laid down. I licked my lips unconsciously.
 
Jay

"Ok you are the doctor, I lay on my side away from her...doc if you read my file you see i have a history of hemmoroids..and I am afraid I might have them again...could you please check" I lay on my side my erection starting to weaken slightly as I bring up one knee and try to relax my ass as much as I can. Hope she uses a lot of lube...nice thin dainty fingers too....another reason to have a woman doctor.
 
OOC: not too keen on examining your anus...but if it pleases you...

Dr Summers:

As he turned to his side, his anus facing me, I could feel myself peering over his body, as if wanting to catch another glimpse of his glorious manhood. Then I turned away quickly, not wanting to be caught in the act.

Hemmeroids.

I pulled on my gloves, and started to peel his asscheeks apart. None of that smell that would turn my insides around. At least this guy was clean. And at the back of my mind, I was beginning to have less qualms about taking his cock into my hot mouth....

Catching myself in my unprofessional thoughts, I prod a finger inside, and see nothing out of the ordinary. I lean in for a closer look. Still nothing.

Then he turns almost suddenly, and his cock bounces right in front of my face, barely inches from my mouth. I feel my jaw dropping slightly, my lips drying up. I swallowed hard.
 
Jay

Before she has a chance to move I am stroking my cock in front of her. "Thank you doctor guess I just need to add more fiber to my diet. Funny how pressure back there causes things to get so excited...up here. Tell me doctor I have been examining myself for testicular cancer but i am not sure if I am doing it correct, Here let me show you..." I reach down and hold my balls in my hand, cupping them, watching the good doctor's eyes, I find a testicule and roll it between my fingers checking being careful and medical. I slowly stroke myself just a little so she will wonder if I am doing it or she is imagining it. "There is that right? If you could show me how to do it better I would appreciate it. Also I am curious how a woman examines her breasts, so if you are not too modest or feel it would not be appropriate I would appreciate you demonstrating it for me on yourself." Again stroking a little as I take a long glance at her breasts hanging by my cock.
 
Dr Summers:

Somehow, under these circumstances, no request seemed too immodest. I was indeed tempted to pull off my jacket and reveal the pride of my life to the young stranger laying naked before me. My remaining professionalism, and perhaps even sense of decency prevented me from doing so.

However, my fingers reacted quicker than my mind, and soon my cold fingers touched his warm flesh. I felt myself sliding the tips of my nails along his shaft, almost unintentional before I reached his balls. Our hands touched briefly, before I took over.

As I weighed his testicles in my palms, I was for a moment at a loss of what to do.

"Seems alright to me," I managed to mumble...
 
Jay

"Well doctor how about if you....sort of feel them...you know sort of caress them...nice and slow and sort of rub and turn them in your hands to make sure...and...umm maybe feel along my penis to you know see if you can feel anything wrong with it...with my penis I mean? I trust your judgement as a doctor tell me can you see or feel anything wrong? And then have a close look at the hole at the end there and tell me if it looks ok."
 
Jay

"And while I am at it doctor can you help me with another question please? I am interested in finding new ways to pleasure myself...you know masterbate? Can you help me maybe you could demponstrate some new techniques on me perhaps?"
 
Dr Summers:

I raised my eyebrows slightly at the mention of masturbation. It was indeed an odd question, for a lady to show a man how to masturbate. It remind me of my own lack of sexual activities of late, and I sighed to myself.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with his privates, but since we were there we might as well go on with the masturbation thing.

I asked him to show me how he did it.
 
Jay

I hold the shaft in one hand and stroke it up and down, fingers slightly spread to cover more area, up and down and over the head every few strokes. The other hand cups my balls gently in the palm and massagesd them as I stroke faster. "See doctor I mean I can make myself come and all like this but I was wondering if you could help, with your talented hands I am sure you could suggest something..please."
 
Dr Summers:

"Well, it wouldn't be called masturbation if I helped, would it?" I asked aloud, more as a passing thought than anything. The idea of taking his shaft in his hand was becoming too good to be true, and a part of me would never forgive myself for passing up on such an opportunity.
 
Jay

That was strange surely she knows the meaning of the word masturbation? Must be teasing me......"Please is something wrong with it...don't you want to touch it? See how hard it is getting...see how he throbs...or would you like to demonstrate that self breast exam now? While I watch."
 
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