Waiting Room Fantasy

What I think about whenever I go to the doctor...annual exam, im told to change into a gown, leaving just my panties and bra… which I do …and sit up on the table … nurse is doing the preliminaries, heart, blood pressure, weight etc, then leaves the office to get something. When the doctor returns he is upset that she never came back to take my temperature... he calls her twice but she is busy... so i see him take a thermometer and shake it down..then see him reach for KY jelly and i panic...he tells me to roll over on my side and bring my knees up to my chest a little... i stammer and studder and say i would rather not... but he isnt hearing any of it, and proceeds to lower my panties to just below my bottom cheeks… how red do you think I am... i reluctantly get into that position and see him approach me. Then the phone rings and he has to take the call... and he is standing a foot away from me, holding the thermometer with the glob of ky jelly at the end of it.... this lasts for about 3 minutes by which time the butterflies have multiplied in my tummy.... when he finally hangs up the phone and approaches me, he gently spreads my bottom cheeks and slowly inserts the thermometer… I whimper and I lay there while he takes another call….the thermometer is there for at least 7 minutes before the nurse comes in and removes it…(my waiting room fantasy)

I like it, Would luv to be that Doc, But I would have to say that we would need to take it again during the exam. I would have to to bend over the end of the exam table , then I would sit down on the stool and instruct you to spread open your but cheeks. Then, I would get up and open the door and ask the Nusre to bring me a device.

I like to look around and see who all is waiting to see the doctor. When I see a good looking women I wonder what she is there for. One time while filling out my paper work a young lady was taken back by the nurse. When she returned about 20 minutes later I was still sitting there and I remember her saying to the receptionist that she couldn't have her pelvic done that day and she needed to reschedule. I thought it was a big turn on to be able to hear what I thought should have been mentioned in private. I've also over heard other personal exchanges from patients who have to either give information or ask questions with in ear shot of patients in the waiting room. It can really set you up for an embarrassing situation. I think they give people more privacy now than years ago but it still happens.

As far as fantasy goes, when ever I'm sitting in the waiting room for my annual phyiscal I always hope to be seen by a female who might be filling in for my male primary doctor. I've never gotten the prostate check by a women doc. Oh and yes, I always wish for a RT by the nurse which I know will never happen.

My thoughts in the waiting room have always been apprehensively wondering if I would get any shots and, if so, where. My greatest fear used to be getting them in the bottom, but I now enjoy injections back there, especially if the nurse is beautiful.

Oh, I had so many exams in my youth time at different doctors and mostly I hated them! When I was sitting in the waiting room, I felt often bad and nausea and I was really nervous and afraid of getting more nausea during the exam, so I hoped instantly that I need not to vomit, because that happened to me a few times at doctors!!

I always hated the long stomach exams and the long and intense palpations of my tummy and most of all of my protruding and gnarly (outie) navel, that hurt afterwards for a longer tine then! So I was often thinking about and was afraid of that in the waiting room before, especially at the paediatrician and at the gastroenterologist at the childrens clinic, which I had to see regularly and more times a year! Another thing I was thinking about was if I would get an injection and how long the exams would last.

What I hated was also that many appointments at the doctors started in the morning so that I had to leave or stay away from school! So I was often thinking about my class and about which school lession we would have now at that moments. I often wished I could change my place and go to school instead of sitting in the waiting or examining room and being examined thoroughly then! And another thing I was thinking about was, if I would be sent to hospital by the paediatrician, because my mom often said that to me infront of an appointment and asked him if it would be senseful that I would stay again at hospital!

There were so many other thoughts, I can remember. At the dermatologist, I was sitting often naked at the exam table while my mom and I waited for the doctor and I looked often on pictures and boards on the walls, which showed different kinds of bad, sick and cancerous looking moles and nevi and then I looked on my own naked skin (or saw me in the mirror beside the exam table!), that is fully cluttered with conspicuous, bigger, irregular, cancerous looking and dysplastic moles and nevi, too, and I asked myself often, too, if I would have cancer now! I also thought about if the doctor let the nurses doing the full body photography again. And one thing was also, that I prayed not to get again an erection during the full body mole exam, because I have a few on my penis and glans, too, and that happened sometimes, too.

Since I am gay, my waiting room fantasies are how lucky the doctor must be to see so many naked people. If there is an exceptionally good-looking man also waiting then I wish I would be a fly on the wall for his exam or what it would be like to be examined at the same time as him and imagine what he would look like in his underwear and then totally naked.

Since I am gay, my waiting room fantasies are how lucky the doctor must be to see so many naked people. If there is an exceptionally good-looking man also waiting then I wish I would be a fly on the wall for his exam or what it would be like to be examined at the same time as him and imagine what he would look like in his underwear and then totally naked.

I've had the same wishes. Of course if I know my luck, the doctor would see me, grumble "How'd that fly get in here?" and SMACK! with the lastest issue of "Progressive Pancreas" or something like that. :-)

I do have waiting room fantasies at the doctors office, while waiting to be called into the examination room. I know who the lady doctor will do the physical. It will take a good part of the afternoon and I'm going to be her last patient for the day. I'm wearing nice snug men's jeans with soft leotards underneath. My fantasy, while in the waiting room, is when it's time to undress. Her lovely nurse will be there seeing me slowly get my snug and warm clothes off. I'm sexually aroused too, as the her last patient finishes up, I'm still in the waiting room, continue having more fantasy, being naked and examined by her and the nurse. The exam room opens and I'm called in by the nurse, looking forward to my fantasy really happening. That's my fantasy while waiting to be called in for my physical.

Usually there are far too many obviously ill people in waiting rooms - colds/flu/whatever - for there to be anything potentially erotic going through my mind. Luckily our family doctor puts his old copies of the New Yorker in the waiting room and I can go through the cartoons and jokes while waiting. Always good for some hearty chuckles at least ...

I am always looking around, thinking about that person in the exam room and what they are will be instructed to do.

In the waiting room, other than being pissed at the complete lack of respect for time that most doctors exhibit, I think about two things.

First is what I'm in for. Will this be another incomplete exam or will the doctor actually do their job? It's becoming a faint memory to get a complete physical and have to remove clothing.

The other thing is looking around the waiting room. If I see someone attractive, I imagine their visit, fantasizing about their detailed physical that probably won't happen.

During my real doctors appointments I don't think about too much while in the waiting room but after my appointments with my gynecologist lots of very, very kinky fantasies run wild through my mind about him

I also have a lot of kinky thoughts about some of my male play doctor friends 😃 😃

My fantasy is a male nurse comes to the waiting room and calls me back. I am embarrassed, it's a guy! As he is taking my information and why I am there (full physical, of course) another male nurse walks in and starts undressing me. I am surprised by this. He has my top off, bra off and slips a gown on me and lays me down. Meanwhile a third male nurse (mind you, they'are all buff and good looking) comes in and starts helping the second guy undress me. He takes off my shoes and socks, while nurse #2 is unbuttoning my jeans. He slips his hands into my pants and slides them off of me, pants and underwear all at once. Nurse #3 reaches up to pull them down the rest of the way while nurse #2 covers me with the gown. While all of this is going on, nurse #1 is getting my history. Now it's time for vitals. He puts on the blue gloves with a snap. He has a tube of lube and rectal thermometer. The other two nurses roll me to my stomach and hold me down. I struggle because I do not want that thermometer in my butt. They hold me tighter, not letting me loose. He comes to my side and separates my butt cheeks, spreading them wide. He rubs the lube all over my anus, and then he inserts his finger deep inside, lubing my rectum up real well. Then he inserts the thermometer deep inside and the 3 of them hold me down, while the thermometer registers....

When I am in the waiting room at the doctors especially if I am going to get a physical I am very very excited and nervous and horny. I fantasize about being alone with a female doctor and she takes and pulls my jeans and underwear down and touches and examines my penis and testicles. She then throughly examines my anus and fingers me up my butt and checks my prostate. She then tells me she needs a sperm sample and instructs me to masturbait into a cup and fill it to the line. She then leaves the room and I start to touch and play with myself. But I just can't get aroused or hard. She comes back in the room in a few minutes and disappointed that I have not provided a sample yet. She goes over to the desk and sits down and instructs me to play with myself again. And says she needs that sample. I start jacking off again but it's no use. After a few minutes she starts getting mad and says I need that sample I have other patients to wait on and don't have all day. She then gives a big sigh and pushes me down on the table and says I'm gonna get that sample one way or another and she unbuttons her blouse and exposes her pretty lace bra and and takes of her coat and skirt and is wearing a pretty lace thong and stockings with garter and she starts to suck my dick and jack me off. I instantly get very hard. And I start to moan and cry loudly with pleasure. It feels so intense and in a minute or two I feel like I'm gonna explode. I try to resist and but she sucks harder on my dick and I can't hold back no more and I cum and cum and cum. I am ejaculating for almost a whole minute. She holds the cup under my penis to collect the sample and I fill it to the brim and it's overflowing with cum. I have never cam so much in my life. She says to me good boy it's about time. She says I have never seen such a big load from a man. She tells me I am very fertile and will have no trouble knocking a woman up. She tells me that because I am so full of cum that it will make my balls grow umsafely large and her recommended treatment is for me to come see her every day so she can drain them for me. She says that lots of sex will cure me.

I have this same fantasy. Love seeing a guy in the waiting room and knowing they have gone through the same exam I have been through at some point.

My doc only has one exam room, so knowing on the other side of the wall we have all been buck naked for the doctor.

I am gay and have also seen doctors that only see men which is hot.

I think I am probably similar to most here in that while in the waiting room my concerns relate purely to me. I grow more tense as the process of waiting seems to take forever and every so often someone goes with a nurse or returns. I do wonder then what she had done and how undressed did she have to get and if she is smiling at the end. When I get a shot, I usually don't look all that pleased as I leave the exam room. I am sure its a carry over from earlier days! Once in the room, it all happens so fast and the order to "undress" is to be obeyed save further embarrassment!

In the waiting room, other than being pissed at the complete lack of respect for time that most doctors exhibit, I think about two things. First is what I'm in for. Will this be another incomplete exam or will the doctor actually do their job? It's becoming a faint memory to get a complete physical and have to remove clothing. The other thing is looking around the waiting room. If I see someone attractive, I imagine their visit, fantasizing about their detailed physical that probably won't happen.

I, too, am ticked at the lack of respect for a patient's time. I had an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon a few months ago. I sat in the waiting room for over an hour past my appointment time (and I arrived early) and it was a five minute visit.

I am usually oblivious in the waiting room, unless I am there for a problem. On the other hand, I do pay attention to the attractive women and I particularly look at their expression when they leave the examination area.

When I get a shot, I usually don't look all that pleased as I leave the exam room. I am sure its a carry over from earlier days!/quote]

That would be an expression to behold @julie13.

Unlike you, Julie, I am always pleased when leaving after getting a shot because the ordeal is over. My only remaining worry is whether I will be able to sit on the tender site later. Does your displeasure involve letting others know where you got it by gingerly rubbing your sore bottom as you leave?

Nick

Waiting is the most unnerving piece of a visit, You don't know what will happen, people looking at you, you think about what they think, i always think they imagine me undressed

I always think they imagine me undressed

Maybe they do. But if so, you should take it as a compliment. 😃

I would love to be at a proctologist waiting room and see a hot mom or young woman walk out with a limp

Last time I was in a doctors office, on the way out, I saw an 18 or so Asian girl in jeans and a hoodie (IIRC) and a white earloop surgical mask. As is well known if you read my posts, that's a massive fetish of mine. Granted, asian girls do wear masks a lot, but I imagined her as having a medical issue requiring the mask.

In my country, the rectal temperature is only measured in infants. Hardly anyone remembers it. As I read about measuring rectal temperature to older children and teenagers, I began to imagine myself in this situation. I imagined myself at the age of 12 waiting with my mother for an examination by a pediatrician. We are in the corridor in the waiting room.

At one point a nurse comes up and asks my mother how to take my temperature.

Mom says: - I measure my son's temperature in the rectum.

I'm ashamed of what she said. The nurse after a while with a tray on which lies a thermometer with a red tip, a jar, gloves and lignin.

The nurse says to me: - Get ready to take the temperature - lower your pants and panties.

I don't want to do it, but mom says: - Unbutton your pants. If you don't, I'll give you a spanking.

I unbutton my pants as I face the nurse. I do it slowly. As I unbuttoned my pants, my impatient mother lowers my pants and panties down to my knees. The nurse can see my genitals. She smiles and I cover myself with my hands. The nurse puts gloves on. Lubricates the end of the thermometer with petroleum jelly.

Then she says: - Please put your son on your lap. Mom puts me on her lap.

The nurse says: - Please open his buttocks wide. I can feel my mom spread my buttocks open.

The nurse massages my anus with petroleum jelly. She says to me: -Relax, take a deep breath.

I take a breath and feel the cold, slippery tip of a thermometer in my rectum.

The nurse says: _It's okay, the thermometer is in the boy's chimney. Please hold down the thermometer, I'll be back in a few minutes.

I feel ashamed that everyone in the wait sees my naked buttocks. The worst part is that I have my rectal temperature measured like a little baby. I feel my penis tensing. I have an erection and I can't help it. Time is running slowly, I am waiting for the nurse to come. Finally she comes in and takes out a thermometer.

The nurse says: It says temperature okay. The boy can get dressed.

I get off my mom's lap and try to quickly pull on her panties and pants. I fail and the nurse sees my erection.

The nurse tells mum: - Your son is already a big boy. Tell the doctor to examine his genitals well. Both are laughing and I am very ashamed