Yesterday 5th Jan 2022 I had my six monthly full body check with my doctor of dermatology at my local hospital here in France. Everything went well considering the current situation with the pandemic, the hospital was well organized and my appointment ran on schedule. For me these full body checks are something to actually look forward to as it reflects my idea of what I like in a Med Fet scenario. As I was denied the experience of being examined fully naked at any other time in my life these examinations are something that I have always wanted to happen.
Of course as I have mentioned in my other blogs I doubt that in my teens or even 20’s I would have been so happy in that situation. It is quite strange that as one gets older your inhibitions and maybe self confidence grows. It feels quite weird that I actually enjoy the experience of taking all my clothes off and being examined completely naked by a doctor. On this occasion, much as before the doctor called me into his room and we exchanged pleasantries before he say at his desk and ran through my details on his computer. As he did this we talked about many different things including our respective ages. Me at 71 years and he three years younger and still working part time. In France there are a shortage of doctors in some specialist areas like dermatology particularly in the more rural locations such as ours, plus many younger people do not wish to go through the long training period that is required for such professions.
Interestingly and somewhat amusing was the fact that the doctor told me that I wasn’t old at all and was in pretty good shape. After this was completed he got up from his chair and with a humorous gesture with his hands indicated that I should get undressed for the examination. His room at the hospital is quite cramped with the examination table taking up a large part of the room, and centrally placed, so one is a little restricted in moving around and undressing. As there are two doors into his room, one from the main corridor and another from the office and reception area. He always walks over to the main corridor door as I begin undressing and discretely locks the door so no one can just burst in as he examines me.
I always feel a little surge of enjoyment as I stand there in the room with just my boxer shorts on and the doctor standing the other side of the examination table looking at me. In the past I have always asked him if he wants me to remove the boxers, more out of political correctness than anything else to which he often says “of course it better like that”. This time I slid my fingers into the waist band and slipped them down and off and carefully placing them on my pile of clothing laid in the chair behind me. I turned to face the doctor and then walked around to the side of the examination table, the doctor with a little chuckle said “you are now like a baby” a phrase he has jokingly used in the past. He then asked me to lay down on the table which always gives me a strange feeling, just laying fully naked and totally exposed. The doctor commented on how relaxed I was as he began lifting and examining my arms and feeling quite forcefully under my arm pits. He then had a quick look over my chest and then my abdomen before beginning a firm palpation of my belly and sides.
This was followed by a very firm and vigorous probing of my right and then left groin area with his fingers, something that he has not done previously. The probing was a sort of circular motion that worked down the groin and ending up right against the side of my scrotum. On the past two appointments the doctor has barely even looked at my genitals, just a quick glance with my penis brushed aside with the back of his fingers, and no obvious look at my scrotum. This time however he took hold of my scrotum and moved it around from side to side and then lifted it so he had a good view of its underside. I might add that a few days before the appointment I had trimmed my pubic hair on my scrotum so that it was virtually hairless and the shaft of my penis, plus trimmed the rest a bit shorter than normal so it looked very neat and tidy. This was followed by a quick look down each leg and a more careful look at both feet before telling me to turn over onto my front.
After checking my upper back and shoulders he commented about the scar that was left by the operation to remove the melanoma in 2019. He then had a quick look between my buttocks, backs of my legs and then asked me to turn over once more. He then got out his stethoscope and asked me to sit up while he listened to my lungs with deep breathing exercises and then my chest. As I sat there on the examining table we carried on a conversation with me still completely naked, and him talking about some old style medical practices he had seen as a child. The doctor then said we are now finished and I could get dressed, so I climbed of the table and walked leisurely back to the chair with my clothes and began to slowly put them on.
Once finished he suggested the next appointment for September and that I could arrange that with the receptionist as I left. The whole experience seems to happen so quickly which for some people would be ideal, but I would much prefer it to last longer. Although I have no problem with the doctor being male, and believe me he is excellent, I would absolutely be delighted if his eventual replacement was a woman doctor and preferably one in her more mature years, but that is something to dream and fantasize about for now.