I'm a newbie here and wanted to share this real life experience. It's something that's developed into a 2 fold fetish--feet and doctors (who are people like you me that occasionally get horny).
So once again, this is not fantasy. I'd love to hear your feedback:
I had a minor motorcycle accident that gave me an injury to my left foot. Nothing awful but for weeks I had pain in that foot when walking. I ignored it hoping it would go away but weeks went by, and since my annual physical was coming up I decided to mention it to him then.
He and I are about the same age, mid 30's. Nice looking guy, not mind numbing handsome, but a big smile and the ability to make you feel at ease in the exam room. I am secretly bisexual, been that way since puberty, so I free myself to appreciate men and women.
The nurse took me to the exam room after all the preliminary stuff she does, and asked if there was anything besides the annual exam I wanted to speak to him about. I told her about my foot, and she scribbled it down, told me to undress and put on the gown. She left.
After a few minutes the doctor came in and right away asked what happened to my foot. I told him the story and he rolled his stool toward me and put my foot on his knee. Nothing odd here at all, but as he examined my bare foot, he mentioned that I have nice feet. I have been told that before by women mostly, but never gave it much thought and not once included feet as objects of sexual attention, male or female.
Anyway, as he is checking my foot I notice he is very close to it, so close I can feel his warm breath and realize he is smelling my foot. (I hate stinky feet so I make sure to keep my feet clean and groomed--so I wasn't worried about that) He continues with the exam and then I realize it is actually becoming a foot massage, which feels quite wonderful. It seems he has found something of concern and asks for the other foot. He places it on his other knee. Once again he moves in close and I feel his breath inches away. My mind screams -- oh my God, he is actually smelling my feet! His nose hovers over my foot, and it excites me. I wiggle my toes to entice him.
After a few minutes and still holding both feet in his hands, he says I need to go to a specialist and have an xray done. Probably nothing, but I should have it checked. Now, let's see how everything else is with you. I hop on the exam table and he does the typical stethoscope routine, look in my ears and eyes, thumps my back, all that. He has me open my mouth and he looks at my throat then with a gloved finger probes my mouth with his forefinger. I actually got excited during this as his finger explored my tongue, under it, my gums, inner cheek like a cock in my mouth. I admit to getting a partial erection at that time.
Now for the prostate exam. This doctor is different and doesn't have me lean forward. Instead he prefers I assume the fetal position facing him, laying on my side, knees to my chest. I actually enjoy his prostate exam because it is not hurried, and while inside he explains what he looks for and encourages me to do this in the shower every 3 months. Which I do.
In this position, my feet extend past the side edge of the table at his crotch level. While he probes my hole, he steps close so that the soles of my feet contact his groin. Our contact is so close that I can feel he is not flaccid. I am growing an erection too, because he is turned on, and his thick, slippery finger is inside me, gently exploring. He withdraws, and re-enters (I love that part), pressing, twisting and turning, all the while talking as if nothing is out of the ordinary. I move slightly so my toes can give me better insight to his size, and summon up the courage to caress his cock with my toes. He moves in closer and I am now exploring the length of him with my toes. He presses against me closer, but gives me no clue he likes it. I conclude he has a nice big dick, but I am too unsure to do more. I was very willing to let him lube and fuck my feet, but sure that would not be allowed to happen.
He removes his gloves and orders me on to my back, the gown is pulled back exposing my erection. I feel extremely vulnerable, for I hide no secrets now. He points my erection toward the ceiling and with the other hand opens my dick lips for inspection. No word, no comment as he dabs the precum away with his thumb, and wipes it on my gown. A quick check of my testicles as he asks if I have any problems urinating, pain during ejaculation? "No".
With that, I am told to get dressed while he sits and gets busy on his laptop. I dress in front of him as my erection fades still hoping something, anything will happen. I wait fully dressed while he finishes up, and we say our goodbyes.
**Please anyone, have you ever had such an encounter with your physician? If so I'd love to hear it. Thanks to him, I carry with me a fetish for feet now--a very erotic and stimulating part of the human body. They are highly sensitive to the touch, nicely scented and quite often in plain sight for your viewing pleasure. While they may not all be appealing, seeking out those that are can lead to high arousal.
So once again, this is not fantasy. I'd love to hear your feedback:
I had a minor motorcycle accident that gave me an injury to my left foot. Nothing awful but for weeks I had pain in that foot when walking. I ignored it hoping it would go away but weeks went by, and since my annual physical was coming up I decided to mention it to him then.
He and I are about the same age, mid 30's. Nice looking guy, not mind numbing handsome, but a big smile and the ability to make you feel at ease in the exam room. I am secretly bisexual, been that way since puberty, so I free myself to appreciate men and women.
The nurse took me to the exam room after all the preliminary stuff she does, and asked if there was anything besides the annual exam I wanted to speak to him about. I told her about my foot, and she scribbled it down, told me to undress and put on the gown. She left.
After a few minutes the doctor came in and right away asked what happened to my foot. I told him the story and he rolled his stool toward me and put my foot on his knee. Nothing odd here at all, but as he examined my bare foot, he mentioned that I have nice feet. I have been told that before by women mostly, but never gave it much thought and not once included feet as objects of sexual attention, male or female.
Anyway, as he is checking my foot I notice he is very close to it, so close I can feel his warm breath and realize he is smelling my foot. (I hate stinky feet so I make sure to keep my feet clean and groomed--so I wasn't worried about that) He continues with the exam and then I realize it is actually becoming a foot massage, which feels quite wonderful. It seems he has found something of concern and asks for the other foot. He places it on his other knee. Once again he moves in close and I feel his breath inches away. My mind screams -- oh my God, he is actually smelling my feet! His nose hovers over my foot, and it excites me. I wiggle my toes to entice him.
After a few minutes and still holding both feet in his hands, he says I need to go to a specialist and have an xray done. Probably nothing, but I should have it checked. Now, let's see how everything else is with you. I hop on the exam table and he does the typical stethoscope routine, look in my ears and eyes, thumps my back, all that. He has me open my mouth and he looks at my throat then with a gloved finger probes my mouth with his forefinger. I actually got excited during this as his finger explored my tongue, under it, my gums, inner cheek like a cock in my mouth. I admit to getting a partial erection at that time.
Now for the prostate exam. This doctor is different and doesn't have me lean forward. Instead he prefers I assume the fetal position facing him, laying on my side, knees to my chest. I actually enjoy his prostate exam because it is not hurried, and while inside he explains what he looks for and encourages me to do this in the shower every 3 months. Which I do.
In this position, my feet extend past the side edge of the table at his crotch level. While he probes my hole, he steps close so that the soles of my feet contact his groin. Our contact is so close that I can feel he is not flaccid. I am growing an erection too, because he is turned on, and his thick, slippery finger is inside me, gently exploring. He withdraws, and re-enters (I love that part), pressing, twisting and turning, all the while talking as if nothing is out of the ordinary. I move slightly so my toes can give me better insight to his size, and summon up the courage to caress his cock with my toes. He moves in closer and I am now exploring the length of him with my toes. He presses against me closer, but gives me no clue he likes it. I conclude he has a nice big dick, but I am too unsure to do more. I was very willing to let him lube and fuck my feet, but sure that would not be allowed to happen.
He removes his gloves and orders me on to my back, the gown is pulled back exposing my erection. I feel extremely vulnerable, for I hide no secrets now. He points my erection toward the ceiling and with the other hand opens my dick lips for inspection. No word, no comment as he dabs the precum away with his thumb, and wipes it on my gown. A quick check of my testicles as he asks if I have any problems urinating, pain during ejaculation? "No".
With that, I am told to get dressed while he sits and gets busy on his laptop. I dress in front of him as my erection fades still hoping something, anything will happen. I wait fully dressed while he finishes up, and we say our goodbyes.
**Please anyone, have you ever had such an encounter with your physician? If so I'd love to hear it. Thanks to him, I carry with me a fetish for feet now--a very erotic and stimulating part of the human body. They are highly sensitive to the touch, nicely scented and quite often in plain sight for your viewing pleasure. While they may not all be appealing, seeking out those that are can lead to high arousal.
