Hi all, I'm a newbie, and just recently found this forum. I’m glad that there are apparently a lot of folks who share my secret little fetish. All your stories are blissfully satisfying for me, so I’ll share my own details of my pediatric intimate exam.
I was about 11 when I had the only full physical I can remember from my childhood. I had an older doctor who had a musty smell. I had seen this doctor for several years, and this was actually the last time I saw him, as he died not long after the examination I’m about to describe.
I was scared to death because I had a feeling that since I was entering adolescence, my physical examination would be more thorough than before. Would I have to take off any of my clothes? I was mostly afraid for one reason: I had recently sprouted a nice bush of pubic hair over my developing genitalia. I knew this was something everyone had, but since I hadn’t really seen men naked before, I didn’t know if mine was normal or if it was happening at the right time. I was trembling at the anticipated embarrassment I would go through if anyone saw my intimate parts.
Anyway, the physical proceeded with all the reflex tests and everything else. I had been there for around an hour, so I hoped we were done. But then the doctor stepped out and the nurse stepped in carrying a gown. My heart sank. She said, “Take everything off, but you can leave your undies on. The gown opens in the front.” And then she winked at Mom, and Mom stood up to leave the room. She said, “I guess he needs to have private time with the doctor.” The way my mother said the word “private” caused a lurching kind of feeling in my stomach. I was so scared.
When the doctor returned, he had a young man with him, and introduced him as a medical student. It had never occurred to me that I might be examined by two men rather than one! This was getting worse and worse.
The doctor palpated my abdomen and I took note of his hands. His hands were large and cold, and his fingernails needed to be trimmed. He didn’t wear gloves. Suddenly, without offering any explanation, the doctor took his left hand and swiftly lifted the waist of my underpants, and then instantly his right hand was cupping my 11-year-old genitals. I felt the dry skin of his hands, and I remember feeling him breathing over me. The medical student was shifting positions and trying to get a good look at what was happening.
And feeling this man’s hand on my most private parts was the most amazing, exhilarating thing I had ever felt. He left his hand inside my underwear and felt around for a long time – maybe too long, but I didn’t mind! Then he withdrew his hand, and then it was the medical student’s turn.
The medical student’s hands were warm, soft, and smaller. He was on the other side of the table, so with his right hand he lifted my underwear and slipped his left hand inside. The sweet warmth of the man’s hand again gave me a rush like nothing I’d ever experienced. He was much more gentle, and this was just heavenly having a human being feeling and rubbing my small penis and scrotum.
Finally, the doctor pulled my underwear back and held them down so they could do a visual examination. Four eyes stared at the parts of me that no one else had seen since I was much younger. The doctor then ruffled through my pubic hair while the medical student watched intensely. They felt my testicles one more time, and then I noticed very quickly that my exposed 11-year-old penis was getting hard! I don’t know whether they noticed that at all, because at this point the exam was over. They covered me again with my underwear and with the gown, told me to get dressed and come out when I finished.
I put my clothes back on. Before exiting the room, I pushed against my little erection to try to get it to go down! What if my mother noticed?!
But there was no trouble. I got away just fine. I made it through the exam with flying colors, but also it planted the seed of a delightful fetish that I’ve enjoyed for many years.