This actually happened about eighteen months before I write this and is the reason I found this website. I had been clearing my mother’s house after she had chosen to go into sheltered housing; some of her things she had taken with her, some had gone to be sold but other items that were too good to be thrown away but not worth selling I had given to a charity shop near where she lived. On almost the last day before I was due to return home I took a final box of books to the charity shop and gave them to the woman who regularly worked there and said I would be returning home in a few days so wouldn’t probably see her again.

She thanked me again for all the things I had taken in and asked me, if I was not busy, would I like to join her on her break in the café next door, so having nothing better to do I accepted. We chatted for a while about my mother and her mother who was about the same age when suddenly we were interrupted by an Indian girl who recognised Sue (I had by now found out the charity shop woman’s name). After saying hello to Sue she spoke to me and said she was offering free consultations to explain all about colonic irrigation treatments. I was reluctant but she explained that she was just starting a new business and it would just be a short one to one consultation just to explain the process and to discuss other related health issues without any obligation. Still reluctant I said I was returning home shortly so would not be able to come on the day she was offering during the following week but at that point Sue said I could have her appointment that was later that afternoon so feeling I couldn’t really make any more excuses I accepted.

After she left, Sue apologised for suggesting I take her appointment but explained that the girl had come into the shop the day before and persuaded her to take an appointment but she really didn’t want to go and knowing her appointment was the last one available that day and that I was going away and wouldn’t therefore ever have to go back. She hoped I would forgive her.

Later I went round to the house agents and gave them some spare keys for the house and signed a few papers then went and found the consulting rooms. They were in the medical district of the town in a large older house which seemed to contain several other consulting rooms judging by the number of doctor’s plaques and bell pushes at the door. I pushed the one marked Colonics Clinic and waited. The door was opened by the same India girl and she introduced herself as Ashee and then led me down the hallway to a door on the ground floor. (I’ve probably not spelt it right but it sounded like Ashee)

Once inside I saw that the clinic consisted of one small room not much bigger than the doctors type examination table that stood in the centre, a couple of sinks and something on the wall connected to the taps which I guessed was the colonic equipment. At one end against the wall were three chairs and at the other end of the room a door at one side which I was to discover led to a small toilet.

She sat me down and started asking questions; date of birth, height, weight, the food I eat how much I drink and questions about my medical history. It was at this point I told her about an operation I had for a stomach blockage when I was about sixteen (I have written about that elsewhere on this site). During all this time I could see her making detailed notes.

She then started to ask questions about often I went to the toilet, whether my stools were hard or soft, whether I ever found it difficult to go and surprisingly I found myself quite relaxed answering these intimate questions, maybe because she was a complete stranger. The consultation went on and included an explanation about colonics and its health benefits. By now I had been there about twenty minutes and was thinking I would soon be able to leave without give offence when there was a knock at the door and she got up to answer it.

I heard a conversation going on in the hallway in a foreign language which I couldn’t understand and then she re-entered the room with another older Indian lady. She introduced her with a name I didn’t catch and said she was a nurse friend of hers (pretty obvious from the uniform) who worked upstairs and would I mind answering a few questions about my operation. I told the nurse what I could remember and after another quick conversation between them in what I now took to be Indian she announced that it would not prevent me from having colonic irrigation treatments. The nurse then said she was interested in my medical history and asked if I would mind showing her the scar so I undid my shirt and exposed the top of the scar and because it goes down below my waist line I unzipped the front of my trousers and pulled down the front of my boxer shorts to just below the pubic hair line where the scar stops so that she could see it all. She took a quick good look and noticed I had more than one scar which I explained and then she asked if they ever gave me any trouble to which I replied no.

Thinking I was about to escape I began doing up my trousers again when the Ashee reminded me that I’d earlier mentioned a bit of pain in the groin area which I had admitted to her in an unguarded moment. Immediately the nurse began to ask further questions and I found myself telling her that it was actually an ache in my left testicle which I thought was caused by all the lifting I’d been doing clearing my mother’s house. She asked if I had had it before which I had and she asked if I had consulted a doctor which I hadn’t. She said that was typical of men and asked a few further questions and then said although she was on her way home she could take a look now if I was willing. By now I was beginning to wonder if I had been foolish not to have seen a doctor and agreed.

She said I would need to strip down to my ‘knickers’ as she called them and although I would normally be allowed a chaperone if being examined by her, if I agreed she could do it without. Just then the front door bell rang and Ashee went to answer it. She returned a few moments later and said my friend had just arrived and had agreed to be my chaperone! I was completely confused as I was away from home, didn’t have any friends in that area and anyway nobody knew I was there. She left and came back into the room with Sue from the shop who I found out later had been given a replacement appointment after mine after someone else cancelled theirs. The colonics girl had just assumed that we were long standing friends after seeing us both chatting in the café and Sue on being asked to be my chaperone though confused, thought she was doing me a favour.

The nurse said she would just have to go upstairs and fetch her bag and a urine test kit and asked me to get ready and turning to Sue told her that she was just going to give me a quick examination which shouldn’t take too long. I thought there was nothing else I could do but start to undress putting my clothes on the spare chair next to where Sue now sat and tried to avoid looking at her or Ashee. By the time I had stripped down to my boxer shorts the nurse had returned and I was feeling distinctly embarrassed standing in front of three almost complete strangers in just my shorts. The nurse as she was getting things ready started asking Sue if I had ever complained about the pain in my testicles and I realised she thought Sue was my partner! But it was too late to explain now.

To my relief the nurse asked me to go into the little toilet at the other end of the room and I thought at least the examination will be in private. As I entered the little toilet the nurse told me to turn and face her and to drop my knickers (a word I always associate with women’s underwear not men’s). She handed me a sample jar and told me to urinate into it while she ‘observed my flow’. This I found extremely difficult and for quite a while I stood there with my shorts around my ankles holding the jar but unable to pass urine. She waited patiently and told me to try and relax and eventually, despite feeling very awkward I started to urinate into the beaker but because I had been to the toilet not very long before I was only able to provide a small sample which came as a not very impressive trickle.

I now fully expected the nurse to examine my testicles but instead she told me to go back into the room while she tested the sample. Feeling a little relieved I pulled up my boxer shorts and went back into the main room. Little did I know that things were going to get a lot more embarrassing.

Out in the room I caught Sue’s eye and she quickly looked down obviously embarrassed being in room with me in this situation but for some reason I sensed that I should not start getting dressed again without being told the examination was over. A few minutes later the nurse came out of the toilet and said she just needed to do a few physical checks so I made to go back into the toilet but before I could she stopped me and said she needed me on the examination table.

I felt my heart rate suddenly increase as I wondered what was going to happen next but didn’t have long to wait to find out. The nurse announced to Ashee and Sue in a way that sounded as if she was giving a lecture to a group of students that ''John’s urine flow was very poor which might be for a number of reasons which we will investigate now''. Then after a another conversation with Ashee which I couldn’t understand she apologised to me and said they didn’t have an examination gown but I needed to remove my knickers and lie on my back on the table and cover my middle with the towel that she was holding out to me. Both she and Ashee then looked away waiting for me to strip and Sue asked if she should leave the room but the nurse quickly replied no.

I wondered at this point how I had got into this situation; in a few moments I was going to be examined by this nurse, in a room with two other women and all because I had accepted the offer of a cup of coffee in the cafe. I suppose I could have made an excuse and left but somehow that seemed almost more embarrassing than going through with it; how bad could it be? I felt sure I would be screened from Sue and Ashee’s view by the towel the nurse was handing to me.

I got up from the chair and holding the towel in front of me with my left hand removed my boxer shorts with my right. I got onto the table and spread the towel out over my middle and lay back looking up at the ceiling. The nurse then came over beside me and I became aware that Ashee had moved to the other side of the table.

''I’m first going to examine John’s bladder to see if it is empty'' the nurse announced.

She took the edge of the towel and moved it down to about low as she could go without exposing my genitals and then I felt her tapping around my stomach over the my bladder.

As she did this she asked ''John do you often have to get up in the night to pass urine?'' and I replied ''no only occasionally''.

Again she spoke as if talking to a group of students saying ''John’s bladder seems empty so we will move on to the rest of the examination.''

Then to my horror she pulled the towel away leaving me completely naked on the table. I knew Sue was sitting at the foot of the table and would be able to see everything if she chose to look and how could she not look? I kept my eyes firmly fixed on the ceiling as I felt a pair of hands push between my knees and pull them apart as the nurse said ''just bend your knees a little for me John and keep your hands by your sides.''

''Could you pass those wipes please Ashee?.Thank you'' said the nurse and I felt my genitals and around my crutch being wiped. Like anybody else had I known I was going to be subjected to an intimate examination I would have showered just before setting out so felt more than a little self conscious at this treatment. ''I’m just going to examine John’s penis and testicles now, just try to relax John.''

''First I will examine the shaft of the penis to test for anything unusual'' and I felt her fingers move along my penis gently squeezing as they went.

''That all seems OK; as you can see John is uncircumcised so to examine the head of his penis we will pull back his foreskin.''

I felt the head of my penis being exposed and moved about as she examined it. ''That looks OK so now if we squeeze gently on the sides of the penis we can open up the end of the urethra and check for discharge; everything seems OK so we can now move on and examine the testicles.''

I felt my penis being lifted exposing my testicles underneath. ''Just hold that for me there please'' I moved my hand to take hold. ''keep your hands beside you on the table please John'' said the nurse and I felt my penis being passed to Ashee who now held it up out of the way of my scrotum.

''I’ll start with John’s left testicle, rolling it between my thumb and forefingers feeling for anything irregular. John, tell me if you feel any pain'' she said just before giving it a gentle squeeze! She moved on to the other side all the time talking to the room as if I wasn’t there.

Lying there having this very intimate examination in front of strangers was embarrassing enough but then I suddenly realised that I was getting a partial erection, not surprising when Ashee was holding my penis while the nurse was massaging my testicles! Then it happened; I felt my partially erect penis give an involuntary twitch and Ashee let go. Something must have passed between them, perhaps a glance and she took hold again. ''Just try to relax John.'' and again as if I wasn’t there ''sometimes this can happen when a man is being examined it’s quite normal'' and I realised she was talking to the others about my partial erection which Sue must surely be able to see.

''Alright John everything seems OK. Ashee you can let go now.''

''OK can you get down off the table and come and stand at the end please John.'' I slid my legs off the side of the table but was now without the towel to protect what little dignity I had left. Covering myself with my hands I took the opportunity to discreetly, pull the foreskin back over the head of penis but the nurse must have seen my attempt.

''Is that uncomfortable John?''

''I’m sorry I said'' trying to pretend I didn’t know what she meant.

''Is your foreskin tight?''

''No'' I said ''I was just replacing it.''

''Sometimes a man’s foreskin can become tight and may even require removal'' she announced to the others.

''Put your hands behind your back please and move your feet apart, right let’s just take a look'' I felt the nurse take hold of my penis again and pull on the foreskin back and forth, ''well that seems OK, as you can see the foreskin is not restrictive'' she announced to the others who were now sitting directly in front of me.

''I just need to check for a hernia and then we are almost done, can you just open your legs a little more?''

Ashee spoke, ''the left testicle looks lower than the right is that normal?'' She was obviously paying attention.

The nurse bent forward to look more closely and I felt the tip of her fingers supporting my scrotum before she replied ''Yes that’s quite normal.''

She did the usual hernia check asking me to turn my head and cough and finally said to me ''well John everything seems OK so it is probably just a strain that you have, however your urine flow was very poor and not continuous so I need to examine your prostate to see if it is enlarged'' I had heard of the prostate and knew roughly where it was and that it was sometimes joked about but I didn’t know enough to know what was coming next.

''The prostate is located next to the bladder and can be accessed through the anus'' the nurse announced and I suddenly understood some of the jokes I’d heard.

''John can you just turn around please, thank you, now just bend over the table please, right down, chest on the table.'' Reluctantly I bent over the table. ''Now you can see in this position it is easy to expose the anus'' and everything else I thought!

''Ashee can you pass me a couple more of those wipes, Thank you'' a moment later I felt my genitals and anus were being wiped again.

''Right John this may feel a bit uncomfortable, have you had a prostate examination before? ''No'' I replied.

I felt the fingers of her hand pull my cheeks apart and felt completely humiliated. Sitting as they were just behind me Sue and Ashee must have had a perfect view of my bare buttocks with my genitals hanging down between my legs. ''In this position if you push your finger inside you are able to feel the prostate just below the pad of your finger and it should feel soft to the touch'' announced the nurse.

''Ashee can you come and squeeze a little of that gel onto my finger and a little onto John’s anus'' I felt something cold touch my bottom and thought nothing will ever be more embarrassing than this ever again in my life.

A hand pulled my cheeks apart and a finger rubbed against anus. ''This may feel a little cold'' it did ''now just bare down on my finger as if you were going to the toilet'' I did as I was told and felt a finger push inside me.

Just then I heard another knock on the door being opened and Ashee called out ''don’t come in'' followed by a girl’s voice saying ''Oh! Sorry, I didn’t know you had a patient I just came to say we will be locking up in twenty minutes.'' Then Ashee said ''it’s not your fault I forgot to put the engaged sign on'' and I heard the door close again.

During this interruption the nurse had taken her finger out of my bottom but left her other hand on my lower back so I couldn’t stand up, she then told me to bare down again and pushed her finger back inside me. She then started her ‘lecture’ again ''In this position I can feel John’s prostate which feels normal for his age'' I then felt her finger rotating inside my anus but can’t remember much of what she was describing as she poked about. After a short while I felt her finger being withdrawn and heard her removing the examination gloves. ''Can you wipe the excess gel off for me Ashee while I change my gloves'' again I felt my bottom being wiped as if I was a child again!

''OK John you can stand up again now'' I stood and again covered myself with my hands.

''Does anybody have any questions before we allow John to get dressed?''

After a short silence the nurse asked me if I self examined and I said yes occasionally when showering.

''Good'' she said, ''some men are reluctant to self examine which is probably because as children they were told not to touch themselves by their mothers.''

Ashee spoke again ''can a man self examine his prostate?''

''Well it is possible but not all doctors recommend it, neither is it a substitute for a professional examination though I have sometimes taught a spouse or partner, it is quite easy after a little instruction, you can use several positions, that was one of the easiest or you can kneel on all fours or lie on your side with the legs drawn up to the chest. Would you like me to show you how to do it Sue?'' Thankfully Sue immediately said a firm no.

''Well perhaps that’s sensible, John has probably had enough poking and prodding for now, but both of you come back and see me if you change your minds.''

''Well John I think we should let you get dressed now.''

I remember little of the next few minutes; I dressed in silence while Ashee and the nurse put things away and I heard Ashee apologise to Sue that they had run out of time for her consultation.

Sue and I left together and walked in silence towards the bus station where we parted with a strangely formal goodnight and I didn’t expect to ever see her again.

I was wrong.

When I awoke the next morning everything seemed strangely unreal as if everything had not really happened. I spent the morning giving the house a final clean but my mind kept wandering back to that little room and the examination. I felt a strange need to apologise to Sue for what had happened but I knew that would not be possible as Sue didn’t work Fridays in the shop; however by lunch time I was getting hungry and having next to nothing left in the house I decided to go back to the cafe safe in the knowledge that I wouldn’t bump into Sue.

I picked up a ‘ready-meal’ at the shops for the evening and then went round to the café bought a sandwich and a coffee at the counter and turned around to find a table; there was Sue sitting at one of the tables!

Sue had obviously seen me come in so I couldn’t ignore her even though I felt awkward. She was looking my way and smiling so I took that as an invitation, went over and said hello, she immediately invited me to sit with her and said how glad she was to have seen me again.

After a short silence we started to speak at the same time. I found myself apologising for what had happened the day before and tried to explain that I hadn’t asked for a chaperone but when she (Sue) arrived Ashee had decided on her own to ask her.

Sue stopped me apologising and explained that Ashee had come back into the shop later that afternoon and told her that another appointment had cancelled so she didn’t need to miss out after all. Feeling she couldn’t get out of it this time she had agreed to go.

On arrival like me she rang the bell and was greeted by Ashee who told her that it was fortunate that she had arrived just then as I was about to be examined by the it practice nurse from upstairs and needed a chaperone. Before Sue could respond she had disappeared into the room and moments later reappeared and led her inside. She said I looked a little surprised but thought that I must have agreed!

I explained what had happened before she arrived and that the nurse must have assumed we knew each other well. Sue then said she felt quite awkward and embarrassed for me when I was told to strip down to my shorts and did her best not to look but noticed that there wasn’t a screen in the room and was relieved for me when she realised that there was another room at the far end.

During the time I was in the little toilet she wasn’t sure what was going on but assumed when I reappeared that I would get dressed again and was surprised when I didn’t. But that was nothing compared to the surprise she got when the nurse told me to strip completely and told Sue to stay in the room.

She said she did her best to avert her eyes at first when the nurse started the examination on the table but the nurse beckoned her to stand at the end of table (something I hadn’t realised) and then conducted my examination as if giving a practical demonstration to a group of students. After a short silence she said that it should really be her that should apologise as from that point on she began to become more and more interested in my examination.

When the nurse took the towel away exposing me she wondered how I felt and knew she would have been mortified had the roles been reversed and it was her lying naked on the table. I said I just wished for it all to be over as quickly as possible and began to laugh a little which started Sue laughing.

Then she got a bit serious and was quiet for a moment, when she spoke again she explained that even though she had been married her husband was one of those very shy, private men, he always closed the bathroom door, they never saw each other bath or shower and always made love with the lights out. She had never seen him fully naked!

I tried to make her feel less embarrassed by admitting that I’m sure I would not have been able to have resisted watching if the roles had been reversed.

Another little silence followed and then she gave another little giggle and shyly mentioned Ashee letting go while I was on the table. I laughed and said that wasn’t the worst moment for me but I was worried that ‘things might have developed’. (I meant a full erection and I think she got my meaning).

I said being told to strip completely was pretty bad and then having the towel whipped away without warning but I said being bent over the table was probably the most embarrassing part, knowing that she and Ashee were both sitting behind me almost within arm’s reach. Sue began to laugh again and I couldn’t help but laugh as well! ''You looked really somthing bent over with your cheeks being spread apart and your ‘bits’ hanging down between your legs, I don’t think I will ever forget that sight and I’m sure that receptionist won’t.''

I must have looked a bit puzzled, ''Yes'' she said ''when you were bent over the table with the nurse poking her finger inside you and that young girl came in.'' I said ''I heard the knock on the door and heard it open but nobody came in surely?'' Oh she said ''that young girl, probably not long out of school, when she knocked on the door she just came straight into the room behind you, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw you naked, bent over the table with the nurse’s finger inside your bottom.'' I said I hadn’t realised she had come into the room but I did her Ashee admitting that she had forgotten to switch the sign over on the door. ''Well'' said Sue ''she certainly got an interest end to her day.''

As we talked I realised that the memory of the previous day and sharing those memories with Sue was getting me aroused again and as I made my way home the next day I began to regret that I would probably never experience anything like it again. Had Sue asked me if she could give me a physical examination like she had witnessed the day before I would have be more than willing to strip for her and submit myself to anything she asked but I knew that would never be.

Since then I’ve found this site which has given me this opportunity to share the memory with you, which I assure you was exactly as it happened and yes I do have the scars to prove it.