“Great.” Often this exam is done standing, but I prefer to do it with the patient lying on their side. Please roll to your left. And pull your right knee up to your chest.”

I did as she asked, rolling onto my side. Facing away from her, I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I heard the sound of her taking off her gloves and putting on a new pair, then the cap from the tube of lube that I’d used on her earlier. She was talking again.

“Ok, Eric, I’ve put on some fresh gloves, and I’ve put some lube on a gauze pad. First, I’m going to perform a visual examination of your anus, then I’ll lubricate my finger. You’ll feel a gloved, lubricated finger enter your anus, and I’ll perform the digital examination.”

I felt one gloved hand on my hip, then felt her guide my knee up to my chest. I was surprised how exposed I felt. I felt her fingers spread my buttocks a little wider, pressing along my crack. When the tip of her dry finger touched my anus I felt it pucker, then her finger moved down, pressing on my perineum. After a couple minutes, her finger withdrew.

“I’m lubricating my finger now. Just a second.” I waited.

“Ok, first you’ll feel my finger lubricate the outside of your anus, then I’ll begin the examination.”

Her finger felt wet and goopy. She started by making little circles around my anus, pushing and rubbing. “Eric, please try to push, like you’re going to poop. As my finger enters it might feel like you need to use the bathroom, but don’t worry, nothing is going to come out with my finger there.”

I nodded and pushed. With surprisingly little resistance, I felt her finger slide in. First just the tip. She paused, then began pushing in deeper. Maybe I was imagining it, but felt like I could feel the slight widening of her knuckle. I now understood how she’d felt. I grunted slightly as she pushed in still deeper. I could feel her rotating her finger, pressing on the walls of my rectum. Suddenly I felt a strange pressure.

“This is your prostate. I’m just going to examine it a little more.” As she slowly pressed, I felt another drip of pre-come ooze out. I was so hard. It must have only been a minute or so, but it felt like so much longer. Her finger moved back, slowly, before pressing in again. She repeated the motion a few times, penetrating further each time. Finally her finger slipped out. I felt my cheeks press together, felt the squishy lube. “Good job, Eric. You can roll over now.”

I rolled onto my back, and saw her smile again at my raging hard-on. She tossed her gloves into the garbage can. I exhaled. It was over. “Now, there’s just one last step.”