So I went into the clinic to see my doctor and get some prescription skin ointments refilled. I was greeted by an attractive young lady at the front desk wearing scrubs. She was a medical assistant, and we talked briefly about how our day went, what I did for work, and our neighborhood before bringing me back to the examination and telling me that the nurse practitioner would see me shortly.
As I sat, there was a knock on the door, and another attractive young lady who was only a few years older than the medical assistant wearing scrubs entered the room along with the medical assistant that checked me in. She explained that my doctor was out of the office and that she's a nurse practitioner who can handle all the duties, including prescriptions. I figured the medical assistant was there to assist as a scribe, so I did not mind her presence. Both of them were attractive, so I took side glances to check them out. The nurse practitioner caught me looking at her and smiled back while opening my file. I didn't think much as I was just here to get another prescription and told her to get me a refill.
The nurse practitioner started by checking all the vitals, like blood pressure, heart rate, etc. Afterward, she looked through the file to see what was last prescribed; she noticed that I don't have a record of a recent physical exam on file. The last one was over three years back, and I asked when my last one was. I confirmed that it was that long ago. She mentioned that it should be done annually to ensure everything was okay, that she was qualified to perform it and sign it off, and that we were halfway there. At this point, I was a bit confused and realized that a physical exam would require me to lower my boxers so that she could stick her fingers beneath my testicles and cough quickly. I am uncomfortable with having this attractive young lady I had never met before checking me up like that. So my mind is scrambling around for a way to decline while the medical assistant looks at me politely.
Before I had a chance to decline, the nurse practitioner had already decided to put on a glove and sit on a stool in front of me. Seeing that I was nervous, she seemed to get a kick out of it that she was in control and instructed me to take off my shorts and underwear. It was already too late for me to say no, as I did not want to be rude or immature. I paused for a little while; then, she reassured me that it would be quick with a smirk. So I have no choice but to comply and get it over with. I was slightly relieved that I had shaved the night before, but I completely forgot about the medical assistant being there as my mind was scrambled. Before I finally submitted, I assumed that the medical assistant would leave the room due to the intimate nature of this examination. There was no reason for her to observe someone of the opposite sex being examined. The nurse practitioner instructed me to lower my shorts and underwear for the second time, and I looked the medical assistant standing next to the nurse practitioner in the eye for the final time, waiting for her to leave.
Instead of leaving, she smiled and stood there while the nurse practitioner sat on the stool, waiting to begin. Mortified at the thought of showing my genitals to not just one but two young women, one with who I just had a friendly chat at the front desk earlier, I turned, looked back at the nurse practitioner, and asked if the medical assistant had to be here during the examination. She responded that there has to be a chaperone in the room according to protocol during intimate examination procedures, especially when the examiner is of the opposite sex, and the chaperone could be of either sex, depending on who is available the time. My protest was futile, and I could see the medical assistant looking at me with a faint smile.
With no other option, I finally submitted and hoped it would be just a quick hernia check. I lowered my shorts and boxer briefs down to the middle of my thighs while the nurse practitioner sat on the stool watching, every move from a mere inch away with the medical assistant standing next to her. I still had my t-shirt on, so I nervously pulled it down to feel more covered. Instead, that wasn't enough, and they instructed me to take off my shorts and boxer briefs completely, step out of them, then lean against the exam table with my feet shoulder apart.
So I am standing there nervous, getting shy, and trying to cover myself with my hands for as long as I can in front of two attractive young women in scrubs. It brought in her way, so she asked me to take off my shirt and put my hands on the table, so I am at her mercy now. I am standing there stark naked with only socks, turning red, and cannot look at either of them. I can feel my sack tighten up. She got closer and said she was going to check for a hernia, put two fingers in the spot behind my tightened scrotum, and asked me to give her 2 or 3 good coughs. After that, I felt relieved, thinking it was over, and couldn't wait to grab my boxers from the floor, but I was wrong. As I leaned over to grab my underwear, she told me she needed to do a thorough genital exam and to lean against the table again as the medical assistant looked at my naked body.
So I listened and did what I was told. I just looked away and counted the seconds in my mind. Since I was uncircumcised, she commented about me being uncircumcised, and there aren't many men that still are, and I have to take extra steps to keep it clean. I felt embarrassed in front of these two young women for being different from what they normally see or prefer with their partners. Then told me that she would retract my foreskin to check then I felt her sliding it back with her gloved index finger and thumb to reveal and inspect the head. Being one of the most sensitive spots, I can feel every touch there. She was taking her time to palpate the head and then feel the entire shaft taking her sweet time. I just kept looking away. To break the silence, she started by making some small talk during this part of the exam. Instead of random questions, she asked personal questions about whether I had a girlfriend and was sexually active. When I answered no, she asked if I masturbated regularly. Standing naked with my foreskin retracted, I was honest and embarrassedly answered yes. I was getting even more embarrassed but could feel every touch giving me the shivers. It felt so good, and I could no longer control myself and became fully erect. I was aroused and could feel precum building at the tip of my erect penis.
In the full panic mode in front of the nurse practitioner and medical assistant, I just closed my eyes wish I could just disappear. Instead of playing it off, she reassured, "It is normal for some men to get sexually aroused during these exams. You are healthy and have nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. Everything looks good so far." She said that with a grin with one hand cradling my entire scrotum about to check my sack for lumps. I just wanted to avoid all eye contact and get out as soon as possible. While I was so embarrassed but had never been so turned on about to explode, I heard a door chime when another patient entered the waiting room. To my relief, the medical assistant looked at me with a smile and left the examination room to check in the newly arrived patients.
With one less set of eyes on me, the nurse assistant asked if I did self-exams for lumps. I was stupid and truthfully answered no. This gave her more time to torment me, and she told me that she would be very thorough and give me verbal pointers on how to check myself. Now here we go again; at this point, where she massages my testicles with my erect penis inches from her face, I can feel my precum on the tip from getting too turned on. I just closed my eyes until it was over. Then to my biggest shock, while my eyes closed, I felt something moist, like a warm tongue licking the bottom of f my head instead of judging her fingers. Being my most sensitive spot, I jumped and opened my eyes to see her licking the bottom of my head. She pushed my hips against the table and told me to keep it quiet.
I just leaned against the table and tried my best to keep quiet. She whispered that she wanted me the entire time and that tormenting me the whole time was fun. She took off her glove and softly felt my tightened sack the whole time, leaving no area untouched by her tongue or lips. I felt waves going through my body and started to clench my hands against the table's cushion and toes curly; then, I couldn't hold it any longer and let it all go. I whispered to let her know I was cumming as a courtesy, and she kept going, to my surprise. She didn't stop immediately either, so everything felt so intense as she continued, and I tried hard not to squirm.