In the winter season of 81/82, I was in the process of transferring from the Air Force to the Navy. I had a six month period while I was waiting for the position I was slotted for and had limited benefits, the military installation I was affiliated with had no medical at all.
Part of the intake process for my slot required a current urological profile. I was given an outsource requisition to the local county health clinic, I scheduled the appointment and showed up two days later for the afternoon appt. I was seen and examined by a very attractive female D.O. who could not be more than 2-4 years older than myself, who was very friendly and gentle.
In the course of taking a culture swab of my urethra and inserting a scope into my penis I started to develop a partial erection. Without breaking professional demeanor or stride, she added more lube to the instrument and gently massaged my penis to complete erection, all the while explaining that it was much easier to insert than a flaccid penis.
After draining residual urine, she proceeded to examine my bladder and urethra in detail,sliding it into different positions for different views, all the while maintaining my erect state. As she started to withdraw the instrument, I started to pulse and ejaculate from the sensation of withdrawal. With a pleasant expression on her face and not losing any professionalism, she said " don't worry it would be a problem if you didn't ejaculate" as she deftly accumulated all the fluid in a throw away towel.
That particular experience went a long way in reinforcing my urethral stim play and willingness to have a woman physician examine me. In years prior and since, I have had women doctors, some were complete ogre's, and others were acceptable.