Abdominal Examination

Just want to hear about abdominal exam experiences and fantasies. Please share if you like 😃

Just want to hear about abdominal exam experiences and fantasies. Please share if you like 😃

Not me specifically, but I've seen many of past ex-girlfriends, and current girlfriend too. Usually at their internist or walk-in clinic setting. Way too many experiences to place on here. lol The best was probably when I was in south America and saw a doc examine my gf after she got stung by a bee and he gave her a quick lookover which involved listening to her heart and examining her abdomen; all while she was dressed in beachwear (since this occurred at the beach) it was quite a sight to see her laying there while he prodded her bare abdomen while she laid there in a skimpy two-piece bathing suit.

I love abdominal exams, luckily I've had many haha

At my last physical my female physician felt around my diaphragm down to the area just below waist. I was lying there with only my underwear on. On many occasions as she felt around I would move because I am ticklish. She had no gloves on so her hand was very warm and soft also.

Abdominal exams are a favorite topic of mine. They’re where my interest started really. As a young child I had some trouble with constipation to the point that my parents took me to a GI at one point. I don’t remember much of the experience, but I do remember the dr lifting my shirt and palpating my abdomen.

Up until I was about 10, the doctor always did the full abdomen assessment: observed my abs rise and fall as I breathed, checked symetry, etc. He would then palpate, listen for bowel sounds, and percuss my abbs, which turned to jello under his touch, At the end, he would tickle my bellybutton. That happened every time . I have a VERY sensitive navel, and would laugh like crazy.

Abdominal exams are still performed by my doctor, I love it

The abdomen is my favorite part of the exam. Especially when I'm doing the palpating 😃 Feeling their soft belly and all the organs inside really is indescribable.

I got a good abdominal exam at my last annual physical. It was my first time seeing this doctor, and I was lying on the table just in my boxer briefs. It was the first time I've been asked to undress for a physical in at least 10 years, and usually doctors just press quickly in two or three places. This doctor was more thorough, feeling all over my belly lightly then deeply.

The best though was a play session. My best friend/"friend with benefits" is a nurse practitioner and we've given each other physicals a few times. He's not into medfet specifically but he knows I really like it. Once I asked him to do something between an abdominal exam and a massage. It was amazing feeling his hands pressing and stroking all around my belly as he explored, a perfect balance of a practitioner's skill and a best friend's tenderness.

Yesterday I accompanied my wife to an endoscopy ultrasound procedure. This was done at the hospital so check in and getting ready for this was just like prepping for major surgery. When the time came for her to get ready for the procedure she was taken back to a private room and was told by a female nurse to remove everything and put on the gown laying on the bed. My wife questioned everything? She said everything.

This procedure was for the upper GI. When the nurse stepped out my wife removed everything and put on the gown and laid in the bed and covered with a sheet provided. Within ten minutes the nurse returns and gets her temp, blood pressure and starts an IV. As she finishes and leaves a male nurse and male anesthesiologist came in. The anesthesiologist asked a lot of questions and then asked to see down her throat. When he finished with that the two of them said they need to place electrodes on her. Even though her gown was tied in the back there were snaps running down each side of the front of the gown. Each of them on each side of her unsnapped one side of the gown and laid it completely open exposing her from head to foot. They placed the electrodes from the top of her groin area to just above each of her tits, not sure if they put others or not. They placed her gown back and didn’t snap it all back together saying the doctor would be in to check her before she was carried back to the operating room. When they left, she looked at me and said that was interesting!

In five minutes, the doctor comes by and introduces himself and tells her he needs to do a quick exam before they take her back to the operating room. So, he unsnaps the gown and lays it open exposing her chest to her thighs. He palpated her abdomen and listened to her bowel sounds. He just laid her gown closed and said that the nurse would be in shortly to take her back. When he left, she wasn’t sure if she should snap the gown back together or not, so she just snapped the top snap together about the time the male nurse came in to get her. He takes her away and I’m left to wait on her in the waiting room. Within an hour the doctor come out and tells me that all went well, and they would come and get me when she was out of recovery. After about another thirty minutes a nurse comes and leads me to a room where she has to wait before they let her dress and release her. She is very alert by this time, and we are waiting alone. She said the male nurse had been with her during recovery and had just left to go get her some water. Her gown was just laying loose on her and she said that he had just removed the electro leads before I came in. I think she enjoyed the attention she was getting and apparently didn’t mind giving him a little show!! I’m glad all went well, and she got a little thrill as well!

My wife has had several upper GI endoscopy procedures. Always left her underwear on ( no Bra). Otherwise process was pretty much the same as @hoss described. Anesthesia was propofol.

I'd love a thorough abdominal exam with plenty of stething and my abdomen being touched

I had a good abdominal exam the last time I had a physical. I was lying there in just my boxer briefs, and the doctor childishly said “I'm just going to examine your tummy now”, starting off by inspecting from the end of the bed, then saying “I'm just going to have a feel of your tummy now” before lightly palpating all over, moving onto deeper palpation, asking me to take deep breaths in and out as he felt my liver then pressing deeply both sides of my bellybutton.

He then went onto percuss on both sides from my nipples down to the bottom and down the middle of my abdomen. I then had to roll onto both sides as he percussed again here also. I was then told “I'm just going to listen to your tummy now” as he listened to all four quadrants and above my bellybutton for aortic bruits.

All good and I enjoy it as much as a cardio exam. 😃

I like the abdominal exam as much as the heart and lung exam. My stomach area is very much an erogenous zone for me, and any touch around this area is sensual and turns me on. A cold stethoscope exam on my tummy followed by thorough palpation is my greatest fantasy. I recently had a physical exam from my play partner (hours of extensive and realistic cardiac and abdominal examinations) and I have been reliving those hours in my head obsessively. . Can someone explain to me how ‘regular people ‘ think nothing of a physical exam? Are they not embarrassed? Or loving it?

@examine_me I’ve had physicals in the past. I don’t get them anymore as they are a waste of time and money.

I was raised to trust doctors from a young age. My parents explained the need for physicals (required for school and to check on my development). Since doctors were on the parent approved list I simply complied. As an adult I was already used to being undressed for PE and gym showers. It’s just a body; everyone has one. As I’ve said before, I don’t mind looking and I don’t care if someone looks at me. I guess I’m just comfortable with who I am and I don’t care if anyone else sees me au natural. No shame, humiliation or embarrassment. Does that make sense?

I just had several abdominal exams in the last week for a hernia. The first doctor I saw was my female PCP. The medical assistant took me to the exam room and took my vitals. Then she asked me if I wanted a gown to change into or just simply drop my pants for the doctor. I told her I would just drop my pants and followed up with, “that is what most guys say!” So the doctor comes in and of course I drop my pants and she confirms that I do indeed have a hernia. She advised me to see a surgeon. I see him the very next day and we go through the same routine all over again. He confirms that it is a hernia and says while we are at it, he said he will do both sides with mesh. I am scheduled for surgery in two weeks. The doctor explained the procedure and that he will be putting in a catheter since I will be out for at least 1.5 hours. He noted on my history on my chart my Slow Transit Chronic Constipation and advised me to do a bowel prep. I asked what he recommends, and he said usually Magnesium Citrate, and just casually told him I could do an enema. He seemed fine with that.

Palpation of my abdomen has always been one of my favorite parts of an exam. Actual experience first, then my fantasy. (All of this consists of actual events, until the phrase, “The one thing she did not do…”)

My general practitioner some years ago, Dr. P., was a tall, lovely female M.D. who (unlike most of my doctors, since) was very thorough when she performed annual physicals on me. For the abdominal exam, she would have me lie on my back, shirt and pants open, for auscultation and lots of palpating of my lower abdomen. She pressed deeply, and in multiple areas.

Toward the end of that part of the exam, Dr. P would always open my pants further and then pull down my bikini briefs to just above my penis. She continued to palpate my lower abdomen, above and to either side of my pubis, well into my pubic hair. Her fingers then went into the creases between my abdomen and upper thighs (checking for hernia.) It felt wonderful. She went farther down than any of my other doctors, before or since.

As she did these things, my penis would stir, and usually become half-erect, though always still pointing down into my briefs. Neither one of us said anything about it. This lovely doctor may have seen that as normal for a straight man during that part of the exam; or at the very least, she didn't act as if she minded it.

The one thing Dr. P. did not do was an exam of my penis and testicles.

My fantasy was always something like the following…

Dr. P. would remove her fingertips from the creases between my abdomen and thighs, and (with my shirt and pants still open) she would say, “Raise up for me, a little bit.”

I would lift my hips. She would then pull my open pants down to my knees. Then her fingertips would come to the hem of my briefs, and she would pull those down, too… bringing my cock and balls into full view. She would next put on latex gloves and perform a genital exam, lifting my cock, checking the skin and rolling it from side to side… followed by smoothing out my nutsack and palpating my balls. My cock would stir again and harden even more… but again, with neither of us would comment on that.

Next, with me still on my back and everything from chest to legs still exposed, she would pull my pants and briefs down farther and let them drop to my ankles. “If you're still comfortable as you are, I'll perform your digital rectal exam now. Could you please slip your feet out of your shoes? Then bring your knees up to your chest and hold them there.”

While complying, I would realize that my cock was now completely hard and pointing straight toward my chest. Dr. P. would lube her right index finger with K-Y jelly, then smear a little jelly on my asshole, place her left hand on my stomach not far from my cock, and then say, “A little pressure…," as she slipped her jellied finger inside me. My ass would contract on her finger, and she would respond by saying “Easy, now…,” then would probe and find my prostate.

In my fantasy, once Dr. P. pressed my prostate, I'd be unable to hold out any longer, and would cum with her finger still inside me… the whole nine yards, including hard breathing, contracting on her finger, and semen shooting onto my belly, her gloved left hand, and up to my chest and neck.

I would be very embarrassed, but Dr. P. would laugh a little and say, “Not the first time." Then she would pull her finger out of me, wipe my anus, and tell me, “That's natural and healthy… That isn't my first rectal exam to finish that way." After stripping off her gloves, she would get paper towels from over the sink, moisten them with hot water, add a little Phisoderm, tell me I could drop my legs, and then bathe my cock, chest and belly clean.

Of course, I could also have fantasized about Dr. P paying a lot more attention to my erection, earlier on, and then leaning in and sucking me (and I sometimes did imagine that), but the fantasy written above is at least a little more likely to have actually happened to someone… which makes it more exciting. I've always enjoyed the thought of it happening to me.

I once had a doctor feel under the waist band of my pants and made the comment that she just needed to “feel a little lower.” I liked that, but my favorite was when I was a teen and in a gown and she would raise the gown up to expose my abdomen. I did not get a sheet to cover my bottom half. Luckily I was allowed to keep my underwear on!

Luckily I was allowed to keep my underwear on!

Luckily, in this case, is a matter of perspective.

Follow up from my earlier post. As I posted before, I had a hernia to be repaired-in fact both sides are getting done. I showed up at the surgical center on time and taken to my “room for the day" immediately. The nurse instructs me to remove all of my clothes especially my underwear as that is where they will be “working” and did not want to cut them off. She was very bubbly, upbeat and fun! She has pre-tied the gown to slip over my head and leave the bottom open. The doctor comes in and pulls back the blankets and lifts my gown for all the world to see. He looks at my bulging hernia and points out where he will be make the three incisions for laparoscopic surgery.

They wheel me into the OR right on time and once I am transferred to the operating table, the anesthesiologist puts a mask on my face giving me 100% oxygen. A minute later, and here comes the drugs and was out for 1.5 hours for surgery. I woke up in my room feeling pretty sleepy.

Once I am awake, the nurses are giving me a Coke to drink and some cookies. They tell me that they need me to pee before I can go home, so drink up any water and Coke you can. So I finally get the urge to have to pee and the nurse grabs my IV pole and off we go to the bathroom. I start to pee and can only go about 2 tablespoons and then stop. I come out of the bathroom and report my progress and the nurse says to get back in bed and will try again later. The nurse comes in to check on me and and pulls back the covers and lifts my gown and is palpating my bladder to see how full it feels, which she says in quite full.

Well, 6 trips to the bathroom later, I still cannot pee more than 2-3 tablespoons before stopping. So now there is talk of a catheter. Uh-oh! The nurse calls the doctor and he says if he cannot pee more 100 milliliters……..So we try again and got about 80 milliliters which is about ⅓ cup. So the nurse asks me what I wanted to do and I said go get a Catheter kit and lets get this over with.

She proceeds with inserting a catheter and was joined by another nurse, so now I have both my nurses working on me. Meanwhile I am fully exposed from the chest down, freshly shaved with raw incisions in my abdomen getting catheterized by two really nice and fun nurses. Once they get the catheter installed I immediately emptied 500 milliliters into my bag.

After emptying the bag they proceed with getting my clothes on. I can vividly remember the two nurses threaded my underwear on with the catheter bag in place and pulled my socks, shirt, pants, and jacket on. I can recall lifting my bottom up so they could pull my underwear up.

What could have been a difficult and uncomfortable day, was actually a positive experience. A experience I will carry with me for a long time.

YES!! Abdominal palpation exams are a huge turn on for me! I love to palpate deeply all over a female patient's soft, relaxed stomach. However, I also dig to be palpated myself. My female physician always does a very thorough and deep abdominal palpation and I feel relaxed and vulnerable at the same time.

I learned abdominal examination from the head of medicine at my medical school. A few tips I learned: Begin by looking at the abdominal wall, with the patient supine, in an oblique light. Masses and pulsations may be visible. Next auscultate using the diaphragm, in all 4 quadrants and the epigastrium. Next begin with VERY light palpation, again all 4 quadrants. Place your palpating hand almost flat, just angled up and do most of the feeling with your fingertips. To increase pressure and feel deeper, place your other hand on top of the palpating hand, just overlaid, and apply the pressure with the top hand. That way the lower, palpating fingers are left to concentrate on the sensation of organs below rather than applying pressure themselves. It does make a difference! Most significant findings come from lighter palpation and once you induce any pain, the resultant abdominal guarding will make further examination just that much more difficult.

That's exactly my experience. I have ALWAYS both hands overlaid and slowly increase pressure. The hand that has contact with the belly has to be relaxed. Just like the abdomen I palpate.

After my doctor is finished doing the laying down portion of my breast exam he moves on to my abdominal exam. He has me pull up my gown and put my arms back in it and helps me move up my gown to expose it. He then has me move my extremely modest panties down a little past where my pubic hair starts. He then feels all over.

I’ve only really had an abdominal exam once, but stomachs are such a hot part of anyone that it’s always been maybe my biggest interest

I’d had some minor problem peeing and went to the doctor after an email consult. He seemed in a bit of a rush and kinda assuming that it wasn’t anything. We had a brief chat and he took a history, but we’d been over most of that in an email

He asked me to lie down on the bed and bring my tshirt up a bit, and loosen my belt. I pulled my shirt up to a couple of inches above my belly button, and carefully opened my jeans a little bit so it was almost but not quite showing the line where my pubes properly start. He turned away and washed his hands. I immediately assumed that that would be it. He then came over and felt my kidneys, around my bladder and stomach, pressing and percussing. I like my stomach but it still felt exposed, lying there with just my slim stomach out.

He then rolled back to his desk and I thought he was going to say that’s it, but he was fetching gloves! He asked me to then lower my underwear, and he back came over and felt down the shaft of my penis, spread my meatus, and very briefly rolled each testicle.

Then he said ‘if you don’t mind I’ll now check your prostate, could you roll over onto your side and bring your knees up’

So it was a full exam after all! I’ E had quite a few rectal exams before for bleeding but it was perhaps the most painful I’ve ever had - but very brief as he was just checking my prostate rather than for anything else.

Everything felt normal but he referred me to get a bladder ultrasound and flowmetry - I had wondered / worried if they’d put me in for a full urodynamics

When I was 17 I had to go to a recruitment office for the military to determine if I'm fit for conscription or not. The medical exam also included an abdominal exam. I was lying on the exam table in just my briefs. The doctor pulled my waistband a bit down (you could see some pubic hair but not the genitals) and palpated my abdominal area. It felt like it took forever and I was lying there in the direction that I faced the young soldier who took some notes in a computer. I was quite embarrassed because I'm really ticklish, so it was pretty difficult not to laugh while having my stomach touched.

When I was Younger, abdominal exams were always tough. First off, I’m rather ticklish which made my doctors job a bit challenging and increasing the time it took to conduct that part of the exam. Second, I always Knew what was coming next….the doctors hands palpating lower and lower, slipping just inside the waistband of my underwear. This was during a time where my early adolescent penis would spring to life at the slightest breeze. I was Acutely aware of the swelling between my legs and then came the dreaded words: “I’m just going to take a look down your underpants”. With one swift motion, the front of the underwear would be pulled down and my every growing penis would flop out and lay flat against my stomach. A few palpitations around my lower abdomen and groin would leave me with a full erection.

The abdomen is a very erotic and sexual sensitive area for me and it‘s close to the genitals. It would be a dream for me as patient to have an abdominal examination in a roleplay. Especially if the Doc is palpating my abdomen und listening to the sound of it. I wonder if he would ask me to put all my clothes of or if he would like to examine my "lower“ area too. I‘m also interested in the simulation of abdominal surgeries especially the appendectomy. Because I had several times an inflamed appendix I had a fear to have an appendicitis. This fear disapeared after my appendectonomy but the interest for the abdomen and the fascination becomes very intensive.

The abdominal exam is like the big transition where all my built up emotion and anxiety from the previous days & hours ramps up to such electric levels… cause what’s next? As the doctor’s finger touch lower on my tummy, toward my panties, my insides are on fire because those panties are coming off very soon. And that means the most intimate, intense parts of my exam begin.

I often give my wife intensive abdominal examinations, both auscultating with a stethoscope, and palpating deeply while I listen.

I greatly enjoy hearing the sounds of her intestines, and their reactions to outside stimulation.