medical goodness....

[apantyhoselovr]

i had an appt. today for sonograms to check for clots. luckily for me a nice young brunette called me back. in the exam room, she instructed me she'd steo out so i could undress. pants and shoes only. she said ankle socks are ok. i asked what about a gown? she simply said just lie here with this over you and left. well jeans off, shoes off. i laid down and covered myself with a half paper half cloth fabric, very thin and about half percent opaque. i could see thru it looking dow. she re enters and has me lie still as she starts with applying lube as always with scans like these. this stuff for once was heated and wow. i hope she didn't pick up on any of my grimaces. she dove right in to the crease between my leg and groin? if that's what it's called to down behind my knee and back up to the bottom of my cheek. back down behind my knee and back up so high her knuckles bumped my balls. each time she did this. each time she'd ask to bend my knee just a bit more i'd also unnoticingly open my legs just a bit more. still on both legs she came up high enough her knuckles bumped me. i don't know if it was just a part of work as she had no room or if it was an abuse of her position and use that to do it as she wanted. either or i had no complaints on it.when thru she took a cloth anf wiped my legs down, then told me that was all she'd let me get dressed and laid a box of huggy wipes out she said i could use.even though she had wiped my legs i used 9 huggys to get the lube off my legs. anyway i left the office about half hard and drippy wet...and smiling. send the bill doc.

 

[fool4u]

I had a 20 something young lady do yltra sound on scrotum for a lump in my epididymis. Turned out to be nothing significant. But left with a definite lump in my jeans.

 

[Paul4play]

i had an appt. today for sonograms to check for clots. luckily for me a nice young brunette called me back. in the exam room, she instructed me she'd steo out so i could undress. pants and shoes only. she said ankle socks are ok. i asked what about a gown? she simply said just lie here with this over you and left. well jeans off, shoes off. i laid down and covered myself with a half paper half cloth fabric, very thin and about half percent opaque. i could see thru it looking dow. she re enters and has me lie still as she starts with applying lube as always with scans like these. this stuff for once was heated and wow. i hope she didn't pick up on any of my grimaces. she dove right in to the crease between my leg and groin? if that's what it's called to down behind my knee and back up to the bottom of my cheek. back down behind my knee and back up so high her knuckles bumped my balls. each time she did this. each time she'd ask to bend my knee just a bit more i'd also unnoticingly open my legs just a bit more. still on both legs she came up high enough her knuckles bumped me. i don't know if it was just a part of work as she had no room or if it was an abuse of her position and use that to do it as she wanted. either or i had no complaints on it.when thru she took a cloth anf wiped my legs down, then told me that was all she'd let me get dressed and laid a box of huggy wipes out she said i could use.even though she had wiped my legs i used 9 huggys to get the lube off my legs. anyway i left the office about half hard and drippy wet...and smiling. send the bill doc.

I enjoy medical erotica and get aroused by medical procedures.
Have a look at my “Nurse Julie” stories.

 

[4assgto]

I enjoy medical erotica and get aroused by medical procedures.
Have a look at my “Nurse Julie” stories.

I recently had to pull my pants down for a hernia check by a female doctor. There she was, sitting on her "rolling stool" with my dick inches from her face! I didnt get hard while she touched me because it was over and done so fast but, once I got out to my car....I HAD to relieve the tension, if u know what I mean!

 

[Live4themoments]

Many years ago I had an accident and was hospitalized for several days. I was confined to the hospital bed unable to move or walk. This was a teaching hospital thus I saw attendings, residents, interns, and students, both from doctor side and nurses. One procedure that was necessary was to have an urinary catheter inserted. First time a female nurse came in and inserted it. I was pretty much out of it at the time, on pain meds and 1/2 asleep. The next time a different female nurse came in along with a young female student nurse behind her. She explained that since a teaching hospital would it be OK if the student nurse performed the insertion while being supervised by the RN. Now mind you, being turned on was the farthest thing from my mind at the time. I was worried about discomfort, but agreed.

The RN was explaining to me the procedure (even though I had it done before), probably making sure the student nurse took note also. I had my head/shoulders propped up so could see what was happening. The nursing student didn't look too confident or comfortable, which did little to ease my anxiety. She gently cleaned the area while taking hold of my soft cock, applied jelly to the head, some down the slit, some on the catheter. She pulled my cock straight upwards, positioned the catheter at the tip and gently worked it's way inside. Since it was numb there was little feeling other than some pressure. Visually though was another story. I had that feeling one gets as beginning of getting hard. It was indescribable l watching her gloved hand holding Mr. Johnson and a tube being pushed down, disappearing inside of me. I did not get that hard though it did grow some. After it was over she looked at me and I swear gave me a slight smile and nod. RN asked how it was and any problems, which I said something like she is an expert and can do it anytime I need it. Unfortunately I never saw her again, but I can still close my eyes and have Mr. Happy thoughts.

 

[LeSabreur]

Several years ago I had to have a cystoscopy, where the doctor puts a small, flexible camera up the urethra to inspect the bladder. When they brought me back from the waiting room I met the urologist's nurse, who happened to be someone that I had worked with years before in the emergency department. We were happily chatting and catching each other up while a young nursing student, being precepted by my old coworker, was taking my vitals. I stopped talking several times to help her place the BP cuff properly, to help her with the oximeter probe, etc. It turned out to be the student's first clinical experience and she was clearly nervous...she looked to be about 20 at the oldest. I love teaching students so was happy to help her out while the nurse talked on and on.

Then I was taken to the procedure room and told to take off my pants and underwear. They stepped out while I did so; I sat in the chair, like a fancy recliner, and put the paper drape she had given me across my lap. Soon there was a knock at the door and they came back in. Now, in order for patients to tolerate having the cystoscope passed up the urethra, they use lidocaine gel to numb you up. The nurse stepped on some pedals and the chair reclined and elevated a bit. They both put on exam gloves and the nurse handed the student a large syringe full of lidocaine gel...it has a blunt, smooth tip, not a needle, kind of like the kind of syringe used to give little kids medicine, but much larger.

The student looked like a deer in the headlights! I think she had expected to merely observe, but the nurse was going to have her do everything. All the color drained from her face and she seemed frozen, so the nurse started giving her simple instructions..."OK, remove the drape, yeah, just pull it aside...now put this procedure drape down...." The poor girl looked like she was going to throw up. She pulled the drape off and there I was, in all my glory, the naked guy's equipment lying there in the bright glare of the exam light. She put another drape over me, this one with a large cut-out in the center, and the nurse told her to reach through the hole and pull the penis through so that it lay on top of the drape. Her poor hands were shaking as she tentatively and gingerly grasped my organ and pulled it through the opening. Next, the nurse instructed her to grasp the penis firmly with one hand, pull it straight toward the ceiling, preparing for the lidocaine. Now the student had gone crimson...her face was bright red and her expression was priceless! I thought back to when I was a student and had to do such things for the first time...poor kid! I tried to reassure her that I was OK, that she was doing fine, but the nurse was much more direct..."Oh honey, just grab that thing...no, just grab it with your whole hand...no, really GRAB it. You won't hurt him! Haven't you ever held one before? Just grab and hold on tight. Tighter! OK, pull it up...up...right up...no, PULL IT, stretch it up toward the light...he's OK, you can't hurt a guy's penis!"

I was lying there feeling sorry for the poor kid but at the same time tripping out on the absurdity of the situation...what a wild ride life is! The poor girl's hands were shaking and she had a heck of a time holding my penis up while inserting the little tip of the lidocaine syringe into the urethral opening. After much jiggling, shaking, tugging and pulling, she finally squeezed in all the gel. The nurse now told her to pinch the head of the penis so the gel wouldn't pour back out..." Pinch it! Squeeze it! Right at the head! Pinch it harder! Honey, believe me, you won't hurt him...give it a nice pinch...there ya go...." She handed the student, who by this time was breathless, her face nearly purple, with drops of sweat falling from her nose, a little plastic spring clamp. With much more shaky fumbling the girl placed the little clamp on the tip of my penis to keep the gel in. The nurse congratulated her, "You did great...now we'll just let it dwell in there to get him numb and the doctor will come in for the exam. The student, who was surely approaching the point of fainting, literally jumped up and fled from the room, the nurse chasing after, presumably to reassure her.

In their haste they left the door to the exam room wide open. So there I was, lying back comfortably in the recliner, my naked penis and scrotum lying exposed in the spotlight, with office staff just walking back and forth, chatting with one another. I put my hands behind my head and chuckled at how crazy the situation was. After about ten minutes the doctor, whom I knew from the hospital, appeared in the doorway..."Jesus Christ, why is the door open?" He came in and I gave him a recounting of events with the nursing student as we both chuckled.

I have always approached things like this with that attitude, whether it's a digital rectal exam or lying stark naked in an operating room full of strangers as they prepare me for surgery. I know that it's just routine for them so there's no sense of embarrassment or titillation, but at the same time it's a surreal experience.

 

[Paul4play]

Many years ago I had an accident and was hospitalized for several days. I was confined to the hospital bed unable to move or walk. This was a teaching hospital thus I saw attendings, residents, interns, and students, both from doctor side and nurses. One procedure that was necessary was to have an urinary catheter inserted. First time a female nurse came in and inserted it. I was pretty much out of it at the time, on pain meds and 1/2 asleep. The next time a different female nurse came in along with a young female student nurse behind her. She explained that since a teaching hospital would it be OK if the student nurse performed the insertion while being supervised by the RN. Now mind you, being turned on was the farthest thing from my mind at the time. I was worried about discomfort, but agreed.

The RN was explaining to me the procedure (even though I had it done before), probably making sure the student nurse took note also. I had my head/shoulders propped up so could see what was happening. The nursing student didn't look too confident or comfortable, which did little to ease my anxiety. She gently cleaned the area while taking hold of my soft cock, applied jelly to the head, some down the slit, some on the catheter. She pulled my cock straight upwards, positioned the catheter at the tip and gently worked its way inside. Since it was numb there was little feeling other than some pressure. Visually though was another story. I had that feeling one gets as beginning of getting hard. It was indescribable l watching her gloved hand holding Mr. Johnson and a tube being pushed down, disappearing inside of me. I did not get that hard though it did grow some. After it was over she looked at me and I swear gave me a slight smile and nod. RN asked how it was and any problems, which I said something like she is an expert and can do it anytime I need it. Unfortunately I never saw her again, but I can still close my eyes and have Mr. Happy thoughts.

What a nice experience and almost erotic memory to hold.
Yes, catheterization and sounding can be very erotic and arousing!
See my “Nurse Julie” stories for examples….

 

[Paul4play]

Several years ago I had to have a cystoscopy, where the doctor puts a small, flexible camera up the urethra to inspect the bladder. When they brought me back from the waiting room I met the urologist's nurse, who happened to be someone that I had worked with years before in the emergency department. We were happily chatting and catching each other up while a young nursing student, being precepted by my old coworker, was taking my vitals. I stopped talking several times to help her place the BP cuff properly, to help her with the oximeter probe, etc. It turned out to be the student's first clinical experience and she was clearly nervous...she looked to be about 20 at the oldest. I love teaching students so was happy to help her out while the nurse talked on and on.

Then I was taken to the procedure room and told to take off my pants and underwear. They stepped out while I did so; I sat in the chair, like a fancy recliner, and put the paper drape she had given me across my lap. Soon there was a knock at the door and they came back in. Now, in order for patients to tolerate having the cystoscope passed up the urethra, they use lidocaine gel to numb you up. The nurse stepped on some pedals and the chair reclined and elevated a bit. They both put on exam gloves and the nurse handed the student a large syringe full of lidocaine gel...it has a blunt, smooth tip, not a needle, kind of like the kind of syringe used to give little kids medicine, but much larger.

The student looked like a deer in the headlights! I think she had expected to merely observe, but the nurse was going to have her do everything. All the color drained from her face and she seemed frozen, so the nurse started giving her simple instructions..."OK, remove the drape, yeah, just pull it aside...now put this procedure drape down...." The poor girl looked like she was going to throw up. She pulled the drape off and there I was, in all my glory, the naked guy's equipment lying there in the bright glare of the exam light. She put another drape over me, this one with a large cut-out in the center, and the nurse told her to reach through the hole and pull the penis through so that it lay on top of the drape. Her poor hands were shaking as she tentatively and gingerly grasped my organ and pulled it through the opening. Next, the nurse instructed her to grasp the penis firmly with one hand, pull it straight toward the ceiling, preparing for the lidocaine. Now the student had gone crimson...her face was bright red and her expression was priceless! I thought back to when I was a student and had to do such things for the first time...poor kid! I tried to reassure her that I was OK, that she was doing fine, but the nurse was much more direct..."Oh honey, just grab that thing...no, just grab it with your whole hand...no, really GRAB it. You won't hurt him! Haven't you ever held one before? Just grab and hold on tight. Tighter! OK, pull it up...up...right up...no, PULL IT, stretch it up toward the light...he's OK, you can't hurt a guy's penis!"

I was lying there feeling sorry for the poor kid but at the same time tripping out on the absurdity of the situation...what a wild ride life is! The poor girl's hands were shaking and she had a heck of a time holding my penis up while inserting the little tip of the lidocaine syringe into the urethral opening. After much jiggling, shaking, tugging and pulling, she finally squeezed in all the gel. The nurse now told her to pinch the head of the penis so the gel wouldn't pour back out..." Pinch it! Squeeze it! Right at the head! Pinch it harder! Honey, believe me, you won't hurt him...give it a nice pinch...there ya go...." She handed the student, who by this time was breathless, her face nearly purple, with drops of sweat falling from her nose, a little plastic spring clamp. With much more shaky fumbling the girl placed the little clamp on the tip of my penis to keep the gel in. The nurse congratulated her, "You did great...now we'll just let it dwell in there to get him numb and the doctor will come in for the exam. The student, who was surely approaching the point of fainting, literally jumped up and fled from the room, the nurse chasing after, presumably to reassure her.

In their haste they left the door to the exam room wide open. So there I was, lying back comfortably in the recliner, my naked penis and scrotum lying exposed in the spotlight, with office staff just walking back and forth, chatting with one another. I put my hands behind my head and chuckled at how crazy the situation was. After about ten minutes the doctor, whom I knew from the hospital, appeared in the doorway..."Jesus Christ, why is the door open?" He came in and I gave him a recounting of events with the nursing student as we both chuckled.

I have always approached things like this with that attitude, whether it's a digital rectal exam or lying stark naked in an operating room full of strangers as they prepare me for surgery. I know that it's just routine for them so there's no sense of embarrassment or titillation, but at the same time it's a surreal experience.

Love this vignette! It captures the medical culture, from the new student through the hardened mature unflappable nurse to the jaded patient (of course, a healthcare practitioner) left exposed to all passersby!

My stories offer up a spicier twist on medical fetishes, which you may enjoy.

 

[GabbyTheSlut]

These stories are all super hot

 

[write_or_wrong]

Several years ago I had to have a cystoscopy, where the doctor puts a small, flexible camera up the urethra to inspect the bladder. When they brought me back from the waiting room I met the urologist's nurse, who happened to be someone that I had worked with years before in the emergency department. We were happily chatting and catching each other up while a young nursing student, being precepted by my old coworker, was taking my vitals. I stopped talking several times to help her place the BP cuff properly, to help her with the oximeter probe, etc. It turned out to be the student's first clinical experience and she was clearly nervous...she looked to be about 20 at the oldest. I love teaching students so was happy to help her out while the nurse talked on and on.

Then I was taken to the procedure room and told to take off my pants and underwear. They stepped out while I did so; I sat in the chair, like a fancy recliner, and put the paper drape she had given me across my lap. Soon there was a knock at the door and they came back in. Now, in order for patients to tolerate having the cystoscope passed up the urethra, they use lidocaine gel to numb you up. The nurse stepped on some pedals and the chair reclined and elevated a bit. They both put on exam gloves and the nurse handed the student a large syringe full of lidocaine gel...it has a blunt, smooth tip, not a needle, kind of like the kind of syringe used to give little kids medicine, but much larger.

The student looked like a deer in the headlights! I think she had expected to merely observe, but the nurse was going to have her do everything. All the color drained from her face and she seemed frozen, so the nurse started giving her simple instructions..."OK, remove the drape, yeah, just pull it aside...now put this procedure drape down...." The poor girl looked like she was going to throw up. She pulled the drape off and there I was, in all my glory, the naked guy's equipment lying there in the bright glare of the exam light. She put another drape over me, this one with a large cut-out in the center, and the nurse told her to reach through the hole and pull the penis through so that it lay on top of the drape. Her poor hands were shaking as she tentatively and gingerly grasped my organ and pulled it through the opening. Next, the nurse instructed her to grasp the penis firmly with one hand, pull it straight toward the ceiling, preparing for the lidocaine. Now the student had gone crimson...her face was bright red and her expression was priceless! I thought back to when I was a student and had to do such things for the first time...poor kid! I tried to reassure her that I was OK, that she was doing fine, but the nurse was much more direct..."Oh honey, just grab that thing...no, just grab it with your whole hand...no, really GRAB it. You won't hurt him! Haven't you ever held one before? Just grab and hold on tight. Tighter! OK, pull it up...up...right up...no, PULL IT, stretch it up toward the light...he's OK, you can't hurt a guy's penis!"

I was lying there feeling sorry for the poor kid but at the same time tripping out on the absurdity of the situation...what a wild ride life is! The poor girl's hands were shaking and she had a heck of a time holding my penis up while inserting the little tip of the lidocaine syringe into the urethral opening. After much jiggling, shaking, tugging and pulling, she finally squeezed in all the gel. The nurse now told her to pinch the head of the penis so the gel wouldn't pour back out..." Pinch it! Squeeze it! Right at the head! Pinch it harder! Honey, believe me, you won't hurt him...give it a nice pinch...there ya go...." She handed the student, who by this time was breathless, her face nearly purple, with drops of sweat falling from her nose, a little plastic spring clamp. With much more shaky fumbling the girl placed the little clamp on the tip of my penis to keep the gel in. The nurse congratulated her, "You did great...now we'll just let it dwell in there to get him numb and the doctor will come in for the exam. The student, who was surely approaching the point of fainting, literally jumped up and fled from the room, the nurse chasing after, presumably to reassure her.

In their haste they left the door to the exam room wide open. So there I was, lying back comfortably in the recliner, my naked penis and scrotum lying exposed in the spotlight, with office staff just walking back and forth, chatting with one another. I put my hands behind my head and chuckled at how crazy the situation was. After about ten minutes the doctor, whom I knew from the hospital, appeared in the doorway..."Jesus Christ, why is the door open?" He came in and I gave him a recounting of events with the nursing student as we both chuckled.

I have always approached things like this with that attitude, whether it's a digital rectal exam or lying stark naked in an operating room full of strangers as they prepare me for surgery. I know that it's just routine for them so there's no sense of embarrassment or titillation, but at the same time it's a surreal experience.

Thanks so much for sharing this! Very entertaining, and educational. I may be having the same procedure done in a month or so due to BPH caused hematuria. I was in the doctor's office last month for evaluation and she said I probably had nothing to worry about but a cystoscopy, just like you had, could rule out serious problems. But I looked at the instrument for that, saw how wide the tube was, and suggested that if it wasn't absolutely necessary I wasn't eager for it. She looked at me looking at the device and said, "Don't worry, that one has the cover on it. It's much thinner in use, and we'll numb you first." In the end she said we could wait to see if there was another instance of hematuria and if that never came, avoid it altogether. If I end up needing it, I'll have a better idea what it's all about, thanks to you.

 

[LeSabreur]

Thanks so much for sharing this! Very entertaining, and educational. I may be having the same procedure done in a month or so due to BPH caused hematuria. I was in the doctor's office last month for evaluation and she said I probably had nothing to worry about but a cystoscopy, just like you had, could rule out serious problems. But I looked at the instrument for that, saw how wide the tube was, and suggested that if it wasn't absolutely necessary I wasn't eager for it. She looked at me looking at the device and said, "Don't worry, that one has the cover on it. It's much thinner in use, and we'll numb you first." In the end she said we could wait to see if there was another instance of hematuria and if that never came, avoid it altogether. If I end up needing it, I'll have a better idea what it's all about, thanks to you.

With lidocaine it's a doddle, no discomfort and quite interesting. I've had one without lido, too, and...well, let's not go there.

 

[Live4themoments]

Thanks so much for sharing this! Very entertaining, and educational. I may be having the same procedure done in a month or so due to BPH caused hematuria. I was in the doctor's office last month for evaluation and she said I probably had nothing to worry about but a cystoscopy, just like you had, could rule out serious problems. But I looked at the instrument for that, saw how wide the tube was, and suggested that if it wasn't absolutely necessary I wasn't eager for it. She looked at me looking at the device and said, "Don't worry, that one has the cover on it. It's much thinner in use, and we'll numb you first." In the end she said we could wait to see if there was another instance of hematuria and if that never came, avoid it altogether. If I end up needing it, I'll have a better idea what it's all about, thanks to you.

Good luck if you need it done. It really isn't as terrifying as it looks, very little discomfort. If anything it's amazing how much length disappears inside of you...that's incredible! Look on the bright side, maybe you will get a pretty nurse to make it worthwhile.

 

[jchtlit]

Love this vignette! It captures the medical culture, from the new student through the hardened mature unflappable nurse to the jaded patient (of course, a healthcare practitioner) left exposed to all passersby!

My stories offer up a spicier twist on medical fetishes, which you may enjoy.

Having spent years working in a hospital people would not believe the opportunity to experience potentially sexually charged situations. During training I had to prep an attractive 30ish woman for a procedure and shave her pubs. While sharing her mons pubis she remarked a few times that this was the first time a man knew what he was doing down there and told me to make sure she was smooth as a baby when I was done.

She requested that I rub some lotion afterwards to avoid razor burn.