My ideal exam patient

Casual dude, secure in his masculinity. Tan, athletic, has girlfriends. You'd never know he has this . .. thing . . . for medfet stuff.

Hasn't been to doctor in a while, has some weird memories from when he was a boy.

Nothing bad, it was just . . . weird having that older guy touch him . . . and sometimes, he can't stop thinking about it.

Has that compulsion, sometimes, when he's laying on his back, to slide his hand over his abs, just check everything out, make sure it's all OK. Then the waist-band. Then the balls. Then the struggle to not turn over. He doesn't want to turn over on his belly like a good boy. But he knows he has to. He fights it. He knows the game is over, if he does. But then the memories unreel in his head, and it's like he can see it happening to another guy. The doctor wants the guy in a certain position. Now. Gently puts his hands on his shoulder to help him start turning over. The guy puts his head on his folded arms and buries his face...he doesn't want ANYONE seeing him like this. He's all tense. The doctor is gently rubbing his lower back to help him relax. Then, when the doctor slides down the tight white underwear, and the guy's butt is exposed, the guy on his back, fantasizing, can SEE the butt of the guy in the fantasy, the guy with the doctor, the guy on his belly, the guy about to get penetrated, and BOOM, the memories explode, all the shame, all the excitement. Before, he was all reluctant about rolling over on his belly for the doctor. Now he is greedy for it, he moans softly as he turns over in bed, thinking of that hot scene of the naked butt, and the other boy experiencing all that shame, and the doctor totally in charge, totally commanding. He wants a piece of it, he wants to be there so badly. He wants to be the doctor telling the boy lies, confusing him. "With this ointment, you won't feel anything down there when the thermometer goes in." "With this ointment, you'll feel a really smooth, slippery sensation as the thermometer goes in." Most of all, as he sees the boy's shoulders start to shake with sobbing and humiliation, he WANTS TO BE THAT BOY, he wants to get his butt worked on, just like that boy. As he lays on his stomach on the bed, making every part of his body just like that boy's, he thinks to himself....if the doctor were just here...if he just put his hand on my back I would come...if he pulled down my underwear I would come, if he spread my ass cheeks, I would come...just thinking about getting a rectal temperature is making me SO FUCKING SQUIRMY here on this bed....

I think the premise is intriguing as it speaks to the hidden nature of medfet or the not atypical reaction of a male at his exam, namely, embarrassment, vulnerability and unexpected arousal. It begins with being required to undress to one's briefs. There is so much more apprehension then as opposed to being naked a the start. Having to go through the preliminaries until told to lay back makes the process intense and when told to “turn over," my mind begins to race. My heart beat increases and the tension mounts. As my briefs are lowered, there is no saving me from feeling the cold air on my expose butt and no moment more humiliating than having my briefs fall off of my legs as they pass my ankles. I am at the total mercy of the physician at this point. The obligatory rectal temperature sends chills down my spine and contractions in my butt muscles as I adapt to the long penetrating thermometer. Any attempt at dignity is lost. The tension in my groin is met by a slowly developing erection. When the thermometer is removed, I am so nervous to turn over and expose what has become a fledgling erection. I am forbidden from covering myself as the doctor begins to examine my genitals by evaluating each testicle and then inspecting my penis that now pulses. When required to stand and be assessed for a hernia, I wince as he applies pressure to each testicle and makes me cough. My penis sometimes bobs at this moment. My eyes stare off into the distance as if to transport me away from what is taking place. He makes me turn and bend onto the table so that my butt is facing him full on. He spreads me wide and tells me to take deep breaths as his finger enters me slowly and fully. I gasp and squirm. He is relatively deep inside me twisting as he goes. Thankfully he stops, I am dripping precum or pee, and so want to be done but now am told to get up onto all fours. Gawd no. I obey and he makes me spread my knees wider so that my sack is presented for his manipulation. While doing so, he fingers me again, I groan and the sensation of his applied genital pressure and rectal exam is more than i can take. My body shakes. I fear that I am nearing an orgasm. Please no. He twists and inserts a second finger which causes me to helplessly moan and achieve orgasm. He milks me and in so doing reminds me of who is in charge!