It hardly seemed like two years had passed since I got my mandatory exam from Dr. Jones. Now here I was again sitting in her waiting room and feeling rather anxious. I really did not wish to receive a "full exam" and hoped that I might just persuade her to let me pass with a minimum of embarrassment. After all, we are colleagues and tended to share after hour recreational interests but had not dated yet.

Sitting in the waiting area certainly made me very self conscious and eager to leave. Eventually my name is called, Nicholas, and I am greeted by a young male nurse who seemed to look like a teen with short blonde hair and a very athletic build. "Hi doc, come this way." I always feel self conscious when called back to follow the nurse and young ones, be male or female, did little to calm my nerves.

Nurse Steven tried to present as welcoming but clearly was not about to allow me to pull rank. Upon entering the exam room, he immediately announced, "Ok Doc. You know the drill. Let's get naked and give me a pee sample." He never left the room and by doing so was clearly telling me, "You will do what I say." I did undress and faced him. My dark pubic hair managed to cover most of my shriveled penis. He unwrapped a sanitary wipe and motioned for me to spread my legs and then grasped my penis between his fingers. He tugged at it causing me to wiggle and look away as he wiped the meatus and told me to pee into the cup that he was holding. I managed to produce a sample but felt awkward doing so.

He next got out swabs for a full STD evaluation: oral, penis and anal. I must have blushed as he then said, "Everybody's favorite doc." He had me sit and got the oral part done quickly then had me lay back with my hands behind my head. He reached for my penis, that again shriveled and tugged it forward. It did respond but so did my anxiety as I gasped and cringed as he inserted the swab. I groaned and when my penis was released, I held it between my fingers rubbing it til the pain subsided. How I hate that test but also required it of my patients. Pay back is as they say a B....tch."

Next he had me stand, which actually helps one forget the penis swab and face the table. He told me to grab my cheeks and spread. Doing so is not the issue, knowing that a 10 inch swab is going to be inserted is the concern. I felt it go up my rectum and it caused me to shake and begin to induce my penis to react. He tried to divert my attention with small talk as he twirled the swab. Finally he removed it and patted my bum but said, "Ok doc, you know the drill, time for your rectal temp."

I did and knew that he was going to have me bend over onto the table and spread wide as he would use the digital cord thermometer. A 10 inch probe that when fully inserted would get an accurate temp fast. It made me rise up on my toes as he inserted and then twisted it. Doing so got me hard. Most of my patients also reacted like that and would apologize to me when I removed the thermometer and had them face me. I did the same and like my patients did not want to hear what was next, "Doc lets get your enema out of the way.

"I received a large Fleet and held it for 5 minutes which made me shrivel and gasp throughout. While it filled me, Dr. Jones entered the room and asked how the exam was going. I felt like telling her, "If you hang around, you will see me run to the bathroom." He removed the nozzle just in time as I felt like I was going to burst. Turning around was needed and doing so saw my very small penis nested in my pubes. Clearly not what I preferred as I rushed to the bathroom down the hall passing other men with shriveled organs. None of them were in a mood to exchange pleasantries either!

Voiding was involuntary to say the least. I emptied fast and upon my return was greeted by the nurse who gave me an obligatory finger to guarantee that I was clean. I always make my patients do the same. Once in a while some poor devil will get another Fleet. I was given the green light and Dr. Jones did her thing.

It's really hard for me to pay much attention to getting the basics out of the way first. I anticipate how the genital exam will go and Dr. Jones did not disappoint. First she felt my sack and testicles while I laid back with my hands behind my head. She was rubbing and squeezing each testicle and feeling the length of my penis. By now it was growing and swelling. I did my best to avoid eye contact. She was about to give me the trifecta rectal exam, namely, fingering my rectum in three positions.

She had me raise my legs up froggy style and take her finger deep into my rectum while lying on my back. I moaned and felt my anus clench. My penis now at full throb. Like all of my patients, I groaned as her finger pressed swiftly into my rosebud. I clenched and moved my thighs as her finger found its mark. By then I was more than semi erect and swelling.

Next, she had me turn onto my side and again felt my sack from behind and cupped my sack. I moaned some. She was twisting her finger feverishly and making my penis wiggle and throb. I gasped and tried to distract myself from the sensation in my rectum. She clearly noticed and told me, "Relax it happens to everyone." For sure every one of my patients moans loudly at this point.

Next I had to get up and bend over onto the table, and spread wide. Her finger went in deep and pressed fully on my prostate making me throb and leak. I had to be blushing as she pressed and twisted her long finger swiping my prostate.

I then faced her and learned that I had to provide a semen sample. I was fully erect and dripping to some degree. I didn't protest only blushed and knew that it was going to be done. Most of my patients simply do as told. Only a few beg to just express themselves in private. This was not permitted. The exam was a measure of prostate reaction as well as anal stimulation. Ejaculating was a certainty now.

The nurse helped me back onto the table; I laid back, legs spread wide and soon felt his finger pressing deep in to my rectum as she held my penis. She squeezed the shaft and then rubbed beneath my meatus causing me to gasp such that I couldn't lie still. I didn't last as my breathing increased and my cheeks lifted up off the table. I tried to hold off but I ejaculated fast and gasping for dear life. Some men last much longer inviting deeper anal penetration. I would say that about half tend to ejaculate within the first few minutes. I was one of them and did so mightily.

They cleaned me off and helped me onto my knees. My anus still quivering and now had to accept an anuscopy exam. I was required to get up onto my knees, legs wide open, head down, and rosebud facing her. As it entered me, I shrieked and lunged forward. She still pressed forward until it was buried deep up my rear end. I moaned and continued to leak what little sperm was still stored inside me. I whimpered and begged for it to be removed which she thankfully obliged. I felt my anus contracting now and knew that my penis was getting smaller. The nurse wiped my rosebud and penis but made me stay on my knees only to receive a rectal suppository. I knew that this as coming and accepted the suppository applicator deposit the bullet up my rectum.

Finally I was done. She had me face her and observed my posture as well as my manhood one last time. I was pleased to leave with some dignity still intact. Still I felt embarrassed that I had whimpered while having the scope up my rear. Many of my patients have done the same. Only for me, this was a colleague and one who would meet me for lunch the next day to discuss coverage. I am guessing I will blush!

That night while at home and having showered, I sprung a very prominent erection and quickly thought of how she manipulated my penis to extract a sample. I was putty in her hands for sure. The nurse also facilitated matters by pressing my prostate and ignoring my grunts. The next day at work, I merely smiled but clenched as I walked past the nurse and doc.