INTRODUCTION

I went to the clinic to see my doctor and get some prescription skin ointments refilled. I was greeted by a friendly young medical assistant at the front desk, who was wearing scrubs. We engaged in some small talk about our day, work, and the neighborhood. "Hi, how's your day going?" I asked the medical assistant. "It's been good, thank you! And how about you?" she replied with a smile. "I'm doing alright. Just here to get some prescriptions refilled."

After our conversation, she led me to the examination room and informed me that the nurse practitioner would see me shortly. As I sat in the examination room, there was a knock on the door. Another attractive young lady, a few years older than the medical assistant, entered the room along with the assistant who checked me in. She explained that my doctor was out of the office, but she, as a nurse practitioner, could handle all the duties, including prescriptions. I figured the medical assistant was there to assist as a scribe, so I didn't mind her presence. They were both attractive, so I took side glances to check them out. The nurse practitioner caught me looking at her and smiled back while opening my file. I didn't think much of it, as I was just there to get another prescription and told her to get me a refill.

The nurse practitioner started by checking all the vitals, like blood pressure, heart rate, etc. Afterward, she looked through the file to see what was last prescribed and noticed I didn't have a record of a recent physical exam. The last one was over three years back, and she inquired when my last one was. "It looks like you haven't had a physical in a while. When was the last time you had one?" the nurse practitioner asked. "Um, I think it's been about three years," I replied, feeling a bit uneasy.

She mentioned that it should be done annually to ensure everything was okay, and that she was qualified to perform it and sign it off, and that we were halfway there. At this point, I was confused and realized that a physical exam would require me to lower my boxers so she could stick her fingers beneath my testicles and ask me to cough quickly. I was uncomfortable with having this attractive young lady I had never met before examining me like that. So my mind scrambled around for a way to decline while the medical assistant looked at me politely.

Before I could decline, the nurse practitioner had already decided to put on a glove and sit on a stool in front of me. Seeing that I was nervous, she seemed to get a kick out of it that she was in control and instructed me to take off my shorts and underwear. "I understand you might feel a bit uncomfortable. Still, we need to do a full physical exam. It'll be quick, I promise," she said with a smirk.

It was too late to say no, as I didn't want to be rude or immature. I paused for a little while; then, she reassured me that it would be quick. So I had no choice but to comply and get it over with. I was slightly relieved that I had shaved the night before, but I completely forgot about the medical assistant being there, as my mind was scrambled. Before I finally submitted it, I assumed that the medical assistant would leave the room due to the intimate nature of this examination. There was no reason for her to observe someone of the opposite sex being examined. The nurse practitioner instructed me to lower my shorts and underwear for the second time, and I looked at the medical assistant standing next to the nurse practitioner in the eye for the final time, waiting for her to leave.

Instead of leaving, she smiled and stood there while the nurse practitioner sat on the stool, waiting to begin. Mortified at the thought of showing my genitals to not just one but two young women, one with whom I had just had a friendly chat at the front desk earlier, I glanced at the medical assistant with a hint of desperation, subtly raising my eyebrows as if to signal her to leave the room.

However, she didn't catch my cue, so I turned to the nurse practitioner and asked if the medical assistant had to be here during the examination. "Do you mind if she stays? She's here to assist me," the nurse practitioner asked me. Feeling extremely embarrassed, I hesitated and then said, "I guess it's fine." The nurse practitioner responded, "Great. She's here as a chaperone, and we must follow protocol during intimate examination procedures, especially when the examiner is of the opposite sex. The chaperone could be of either sex, depending on who is available at the time."

My protest was futile, and I could see the medical assistant looking at me with a faint smile. With no other option, I finally submitted and hoped it would be just a quick hernia check. I lowered my shorts and boxer briefs to the middle of my thighs while the nurse practitioner sat on the stool, watching my every move from a mere inch away, with the medical assistant standing beside her.

GENITAL EXAM PART 1: HERNIA AND FORESKIN RETRACTION WITH ADDITIONAL INSPECTIONS

Feeling nervous and apprehensive about the upcoming examination, I hesitated when the nurse practitioner instructed me to remove my shorts and underwear. She tried to calm me down with a reassuring smile, saying, "Alright, first, I need you to take off your shorts and underwear, please."

Taking a deep breath, I complied, slowly lowering my shorts and boxer briefs. The medical assistant, a younger woman, watched with curiosity and intrigue, carefully observing my every move. As I lowered my underwear, I exposed my genitals but left the boxer briefs around my thighs.

The nurse practitioner, noticing my attempts to maintain modesty, gently insisted that I needed to step out of my boxer briefs for a proper examination. "I understand you're feeling uncomfortable," she said, "but for me to do a thorough check, I need you to step out of your briefs completely."

With another deep breath, I stepped out of my briefs, leaving them on the floor. I tried to regain some sense of modesty by pulling my shirt down to cover my genitals, but it only covered half of it, revealing part of my hanging uncircumcised penis.

The nurse practitioner, her patience wearing thin, asked me to remove my shirt as well. "I know you're feeling vulnerable, but we need to proceed with the examination. Please remove your shirt," she said, sounding slightly annoyed.

With another deep breath, I hesitated once more but ultimately removed my shirt, leaving me standing there stark naked with only socks on. At her mercy now, my face turned red, and I was unable to look at either the nurse practitioner or the medical assistant. I covered my genitals with my hands, feeling my scrotum tighten. The nurse practitioner then commented on my physique, attempting to make me feel more comfortable. "You have a healthy and fit build. And also, a healthy penis size."

The medical assistant, still observing intently, nodded in agreement, trying to learn and understand as much as she could from the situation.

The nurse practitioner got closer and explained that she was going to check for a hernia. "A hernia occurs when an organ, intestine, or fatty tissue squeezes through a hole or a weak spot in the surrounding muscle or connective tissue," she said. "I'll be checking the area behind your scrotum for any bulges or discomfort that may indicate a hernia."

"Alright, I'm going to start with the hernia check. Please place your hands on the table and lean slightly forward," the nurse practitioner instructed. I hesitated once more, still trying to cover myself, but she insisted. "Please put your hands on the table behind you," she ordered firmly.

Reluctantly, I obeyed and leaned forward with my hands on the table. She put two fingers in the spot behind my tightened scrotum and asked me to give her two or three good coughs. "Please cough for me," she instructed. As I did as she asked, I felt the nurse practitioner's fingers press gently into the area behind my scrotum, checking for any signs of a hernia. She was feeling for any protrusion or abnormal movement that might indicate a hernia was present. Her touch was firm yet professional, and I couldn't help but feel vulnerable and exposed during the entire process.

After that, she told me she needed to do a thorough genital exam. "Alright, I'm going to perform a more thorough exam now," the nurse practitioner said, trying to reassure me. She began the exam, commenting about me being uncircumcised and mentioning that there aren't many men who till are. "You just need to take a few extra steps to keep it clean," she added, making me feel embarrassed in front of these two young women for being different from what they normally see or prefer with their partners.

As she continued the examination, the nurse practitioner gently put her thumb and index finger at the tip of my penis to retract my foreskin all the way to reveal my pink glans. I was shocked by this action and couldn't help but flinch. She palpated my glans, which were extremely sensitive, causing me to shiver. She then explained the function and sensitivity of the glans to the medical assistant. "The glans are the most sensitive part of the penis, and they play an important role in sexual pleasure," she said. "A healthy glans should be smooth, moist, and pinkish or reddish in color. It's normal for the glans to be more sensitive than the rest of the penis, especially when the foreskin is retracted."

The nurse then lifted the shaft of my penis, pointing it towards me, with the foreskin retracted to inspect the frenulum. She also inspected the coronal sulcus and explained what it is and how I have to keep it clean to avoid crusty buildup. The medical assistant listened attentively, taking mental notes on the procedure and the importance of hygiene in these areas.

"Your glans seem quite sensitive. Is this normal for you, or are you experiencing any discomfort?" Feeling embarrassed, I mumbled, "No, it's just... I'm a bit embarrassed."

During the exam, the nurse practitioner made small talk, asking personal questions like whether I had a girlfriend and if I was sexually active. When I answered no, she asked if I masturbated regularly. Standing naked with my foreskin retracted, I answered honestly, feeling even more embarrassed. The nurse practitioner maintained a professional demeanor but couldn't help but smile at my obvious discomfort. "Masturbation is normal and healthy," she reassured me.

The medical assistant chimed in, expressing her surprise at my admission. "Really? I didn't know that." The nurse practitioner nodded and further explained, "Yes, it's a natural part of human sexuality and can help maintain sexual health."

The medical assistant, curious about my foreskin, asked a question. "I haven't seen many men with foreskin. Does it cause any issues or discomfort?" I shook my head, still feeling embarrassed, and replied, "No, not really. It's just different, I guess." The nurse practitioner added, "As long as proper hygiene is maintained, there shouldn't be any issues."

In an attempt to lighten the mood and comfort me, the nurse reassured me that some women do prefer uncircumcised penises and jokingly said that some think it is cute. The medical assistant giggled in response and agreed, saying, "Yeah, I've heard that too. It's all about personal preference."

Throughout the examination, I tried my best to focus on anything but the situation at hand. I closed my eyes and wished I could just disappear. I struggled to keep my composure. I could feel my heart racing, and my body shivered slightly from the cold air and the touch of the nurse practitioner's gloved hands. I did my best to avoid eye contact, keeping my gaze fixed on the wall across the room. My face felt hot, and I couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment and humiliation. I could feel my entire body shaking with a mixture of arousal and humiliation, and I knew that they must have noticed it too.

Throughout the examination, I tried my best to focus on anything but the situation at hand. I closed my eyes and wished I could just disappear. I struggled to keep my composure. I could feel my heart racing, and my body shivered slightly from the cold air and the touch of the nurse practitioner's gloved hands. I did my best to avoid eye contact, keeping my gaze fixed on the wall across the room. My face felt hot, and I couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment and humiliation. I could feel my entire body shaking with a mixture of arousal and humiliation, and I knew that they must have noticed it too.

As the exam continued, the nurse practitioner and medical assistant maintained a professional demeanor and engaged in conversations about the medical aspects of the examination. They discussed the appearance of a healthy penis. However, despite their professionalism, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of shame and embarrassment as I stood there, naked and vulnerable, in front of these two women. I tried my best to focus on anything other than the fact that my penis was the topic of discussion between these two young women. I kept my eyes closed, attempting to tune out their words and transport myself to a less vulnerable and embarrassing situation.

The nurse practitioner concluded the examination, carefully pulling my foreskin back over the glans, allowing me to feel some semblance of comfort once again. She explained the importance of maintaining proper hygiene in the genital area, particularly for uncircumcised men like myself. "Make sure to retract your foreskin and clean the area thoroughly, including the frenulum and the coronal sulcus, during your daily shower to prevent infections and buildup," she advised.

The medical assistant, still eager to learn, asked if there were any other specific care instructions for uncircumcised men. The nurse practitioner responded, "Just maintain good hygiene, and if any issues arise, such as pain, discomfort, or difficulty retracting the foreskin, it's essential to seek medical advice.

GENITAL EXAM PART 2: PENILE EXAM, ERECTION, AND TESTICULAR EXAM

After meticulously pulling back my foreskin and scrutinizing my glans, the nurse continued the genital exam by inspecting the penile shaft and conducting a testicular examination. Delicately palpating the shaft, she searched for any irregularities. Employing her thumb and index finger with precision, she tugged my foreskin back to cover the glans and then slid it smoothly back and forth, ensuring it glided effortlessly over my glans to check for phimosis. Throughout the process, she instructed the medical assistant to observe for any indications of phimosis, clarifying that it is a condition where the foreskin cannot be fully pulled back over the glans, potentially leading to pain and discomfort. The fluid motion of her fingers gliding over my glans elicited pleasure. As the examination progressed, I grew increasingly aware of the sensations coursing through my body, and I couldn't help but consider how unexpectedly enjoyable the experience was, despite its clinical context. Each touch heightened my arousal, culminating in an erection.

During the exam, the nurse noted that my erection angled slightly to the left and mentioned it to the assistant. "It's not unusual for erections to have a minor curve or lean to one side. In most instances, it's not cause for concern," she explained. The assistant nodded, taking note of this detail.

A combination of vulnerability, humiliation, and undeniable excitement caused me to blush with embarrassment. I couldn't help but feel exposed and judged by the two women present. The nurse practitioner attempted to reassure me as she continued the examination, softly saying, "It's normal for some men to become sexually aroused during these exams." The medical assistant added, "We're professionals, and we understand that this can be a delicate situation."

As my erection became more prominent, the nurse practitioner adapted her examination method to accommodate my erect state. She proceeded to palpate the penile shaft, now assessing its firmness and texture more thoroughly. She also gently wiggled my shaft to check for any issues. Meanwhile, she commented on my physique and discussed the traits of a healthy erection with the medical assistant: "A healthy erection should be firm, without pain or discomfort. It's crucial to check for any signs of infection, irritation, or other issues of concern. This patient has a good physique, and his erect penis is of average size and proportionate to his body. Additionally, he is uncircumcised, which aids our examination and learning." She then playfully added, "His girlfriend would be a fortunate girl."

The medical assistant concurred with the nurse practitioner. She also commented on my healthy erection and response, stating, "It's important to note that the patient's ability to achieve a firm erection is indicative of good penile health. A healthy erection signifies proper blood flow, which is essential for overall sexual function." She then glanced at me with a reassuring smile and added, "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. This is a normal part of the exam, and you're doing great."

Throughout the entire examination, I was hyper-aware of my body language and reactions. I kept my hands firmly clenched, either resting on the examination table or gripping the edges for support. My eyes frequently darted between the nurse practitioner, the medical assistant, and the random objects in the room, trying to find something to focus on to distract me from the sensations I was experiencing. Throughout the examination, I noticed that I was subconsciously shifting my weight from one foot to the other, trying to find a comfortable position, while also attempting to alleviate some of the pleasure I was experiencing.

Despite their reassurances, my feelings of embarrassment and arousal persisted. Sensing the pre-ejaculate forming at the tip of my glans, I clenched my fists and attempted to focus on anything other than the nurse practitioner's gloved hands on my sensitive skin. As the nurse practitioner continued to palpate the erect penile shaft, I found myself tensing my thighs and abdomen, trying to prevent any involuntary movement that might further stimulate my erection.

Her touch sent shivers down my spine as I struggled to stifle a moan. Observing the pre-ejaculate, the nurse practitioner used the opportunity to educate the medical assistant: "This is pre-ejaculate, a clear fluid that can be released before ejaculation. It's a natural lubricant and is not a cause for concern." As she explained this, she gently wiped the pre-ejaculate fluid off the tip of my glans. This action caused me to shudder, further increasing my arousal. She continued, "It's normal for pre-ejaculate to form during sexual arousal or stimulation, such as during this exam. It's a natural response and helps lubricate the urethra, making it easier for semen to pass through during ejaculation."

Moving on to the testicular exam, the nurse practitioner, with my fully erect penis inches from her face, gently palpated each testicle to check for any lumps or abnormalities. She carefully cradled each testicle between her thumb and fingers, applying gentle pressure to feel the texture and consistency of the tissue. The nurse practitioner systematically rolled each testicle between her fingers, ensuring she covered the entire surface while checking for irregularities. Her touch was gentle yet firm, ensuring a thorough examination without causing any discomfort.

As she conducted the testicular exam, the nurse pointed out that the skin on the scrotum is usually darker than other parts of the body. She also noted that my left testicle hung slightly lower than the right one, which she explained to the medical assistant was quite normal. "It's common for one testicle to hang lower than the other. In most cases, it's the left testicle that hangs lower, but it can also be the right one for some men. This is a natural variation and not a cause for concern," she said. The assistant listened intently, nodding in understanding as she observed the procedure.

I couldn't help but notice the medical assistant intently observing the procedure. I averted my eyes to avoid any additional embarrassment, trying to focus on a random spot on the wall or the sound of the air conditioning.

The nurse practitioner continued her explanations to the medical assistant, "It's essential to be gentle while conducting a testicular exam, as the area can be quite sensitive. The testicles should feel smooth, oval-shaped, and slightly firm, like a hard-boiled egg without the shell. We should also check the epididymis, a coiled tube located at the back of each testicle, for any tenderness or swelling."

As she finished the testicular exam, I could feel my heart racing, and my face was flushed with embarrassment. I tried to take slow, deep breaths to regain some semblance of composure. The nurse practitioner noticed my unease and reassured me, saying, "You did great, and everything seems normal." However, my relief was short-lived when the nurse pulled out another pair of gloves from the box and handed them to the medical assistant. Confused and uncertain, I looked back and forth between them, wondering what was happening.

To my surprise, the nurse explained to me, "We have a medical assistant who is new to genital exams, and we would like her to try examining you to learn. You have healthy genitalia, a penis within the normal size range, and are uncircumcised, makingyou a great example to learn from." Although feeling flattered, I also felt exposed, but I didn't want to seem uncooperative, so I reluctantly agreed.

As the medical assistant nervously approached my erect penis, I could feel my heart rate increase and my breath quicken. The nurse practitioner gave her step-by-step guidance, instructing her to first palpate the glans and feel my retracted foreskin. She then showed her how to gently tug on the foreskin and inspect the penile shaft for any abnormalities, all while explaining each step in detail.

The medical assistant's touch was gentle and cautious, but still caused me to shudder with pleasure. She spent a lot of time palpating my glans and looking up at my face, as the nurse practitioner guided her through the examination process. The nurse instructed her to feel for any irregularities, bumps or lumps, while checking the texture and skin of my penis. I couldn't help but notice the growing confidence in the medical assistant as she conducted the exam, with each touch becoming more assured.

As the medical assistant continued the examination, my penis became even more engorged, and I felt another build-up of pre-ejaculate forming at the tip of my glans. I hoped the medical assistant would not notice, but she did and pointed it out to the nurse practitioner in a professional tone, "I noticed there is pre-ejaculate forming." The nurse confirmed that it was a common physical response and explained how to proceed with the exam

The medical assistant then took a moment to wipe off the pre-ejaculate from my hypersensitive and engorged glans with her thumb, looking at it before rubbing it between her thumb and index finger to check the consistency of the fluid. I couldn't help but feel a sense of shame, but the medical assistant and the nurse practitioner both maintained a professional demeanor, assuring me that everything was normal and part of the examination process.

The medical assistant nervously looked up at me and apologized for inadvertently stimulating me and causing the arousal. "I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable," she said softly, her cheeks turning pink with embarrassment. Her words only made me feel even more embarrassed and exposed, but I tried my best to maintain my composure.

Moving on to the testicular exam, the nurse practitioner continued to observe and provide feedback. She guided the medical assistant through the proper technique for palpating each testicle, checking for any signs of swelling, lumps, or pain. The medical assistant was attentive and asked questions throughout the examination, while the nurse practitioner patiently answered and explained what she was feeling for and what to look out for.

UNEXPECTED TURN DURING PHYSICAL EXAM

After what felt like an eternity of embarrassment and arousal, I heard the sound of a door chime as another patient entered the waiting room. To my relief, the medical assistant looked at me with a smile as I stood there completely naked, fully erect, leaning against the table, and my hands behind me on the examination table and left the examination room to attend to the newly arrived patients. The sound of the door closing behind her was a small comfort, as I felt slightly less exposed with one less set of eyes on me.

As the medical assistant left the room, the nurse practitioner seized the opportunity to ask me about my self-examination routine. "Do you perform self-exams for lumps regularly?" she asked.I felt my face flush with embarrassment and shame as I replied, "No, I don't." This only seemed to fuel her desire to continue tormenting me, and she said that she would be very thorough and provide verbal instructions on how to check myself in the future.

"Well, it's important to take care of your health," she said sternly. "I'll show you how to do it properly, and you need to make it a regular part of your routine."

As she resumed the testicular exam with my erect penis inches from her face, I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the sensations I was experiencing. Suddenly, I felt something moist and warm on the bottom of my glans, instead of the nurse's fingers. Suddenly, I felt something warm and wet on the tip of my penis, and my eyes shot open in surprise. The nurse practitioner was using her tongue to stimulate me. She pushed my hips against the table and whispered for me to be quiet.

I leaned against the table, trying my best to suppress my moans of pleasure as the nurse continued to pleasure me with her mouth. She whispered that she had wanted me the entire time and that tormenting me was fun. Removing her glove, she softly felt my tightened scrotum with her tongue and lips, leaving no area untouched. Waves of pleasure coursed through my body, causing my hands to clench against the table's cushion and my toes to curl.

As the intensity increased, I whispered to the nurse to let her know that I was about to ejaculate. I struggled to keep from squirming, and the sensation of her touch and the warmth of her mouth sent me over the edge. To my surprise, she continued, prolonging the sensations and making it even more intense. I struggled to keep still as she brought me to the brink of ecstasy, and finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and let go. My toes curled, and I let out a low moan as I released. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced, and the nurse practitioner kept going until the last moment. The release was powerful, and I continued to shudder with pleasure as she kept going, teasing me until every last bit of pleasure was spent. Completely exhausted, I fell to my knees and leaned back against the examination table.

As I gasped for breath, the nurse practitioner stood up straight, licked her lips, looked at me with a smile. "You did very well," she said, patting my shoulder. "It's important to keep up with self-exams and take care of your health." I couldn't believe what had just happened. I felt a mix of excitement, pleasure, and confusion, unsure of how to react or what to say. I felt grateful to the nurse practitioner for taking the time to show me how to perform self-exams and for the unexpected pleasure she had given me. I looked up at her, still catching my breath, and saw a mischievous glint in her eye. She leaned down, her face inches from mine, and whispered, "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. Seeing you shy and embarrassed throughout the exam was a real turn-on for me." My heart raced as I processed her words. Before I could say anything, the nurse practitioner straightened up. "Alright, that's enough for today," she said briskly. "You can get dressed now." I quickly got dressed, feeling a mix of confusion and disappointment as the experience came to an abrupt end.

As I walked out into the waiting room, I saw the medical assistant sitting behind the desk, smiling at me. "All done?" she asked cheerfully. I nodded, unable to bring myself to speak. I felt too embarrassed to make eye contact with her, knowing that she had been present for at least part of the exam.