Dr who seemed to be flirting with you.

I had a situation that only happened once. I went for a routine physical. The Dr. was not my regular practitioner. She was a mature lady probably late 50s to mid 60s. She was wearing a white coat but it was open and she was wearing a black sweater, black knee length skirt and black stockings and black low heel shoes. She had me remove my shirt and I was stood up and she was very close and commented on how fit I seemed to be for my age, she asked if I was married or partnered as she went through the examination. She asked me how I stayed so fit, I replied that I was a keen cyclists and cycled before work every morning. She said of I kept the way I am I’d live to 104. Maybe it was wishful thinking but I felt we had a good rapport and I did think she was very elegant and very attractive. She asked me if I wanted to be examined below the waist but I declined. I could smell her perfume and was blushing in her presence. Has anyone had a similar situation?

An interesting thread and one which caught my eye. I have a small tale.

When I was in my early 20s, my medical fetish was in full flow. I began to wonder who I could have an experience that was real. Despite the guilt and a small degree of shame thereafter I engineered a scenario to get a real rectal exam at my local GPs.

My original appointment was genuine. I was in need up a top of prescription for both inhalers and topical skin cream. I had made the decision a few days prior to "go for it" in the context of claiming symptoms which could result in my desired outcome. In my GP practice, which is quite large there is at any time about 10 GPs. Unless you ask for a specific one its a round robin system. On this day, this beautiful blonde doctor called my name. A tall, powerful woman. When I entered her room I was then introduced to a second lady, a medical student, who herself was probably my age.

Once my the genuine business was taken care off she asked me was there anything else I needed today. I took this as a queue and went for gold. I smirked and took a big breath. She smirked back and said "Oh you can tell us, we've heard it all". I proclaimed that I was having some soreness around my bum. As it would transpire, on examination she did tell me I had some quite irritated patches back there. This made me feel a little better as I felt only partially like a scammer!

Anyway, before I could even conclude my made-up story she stood up and walked to the cabinet across the room. She ordered me to whip off my pants and underwear "everything" as she called it and get up on the bed lying toward the wall. I heard different sounds behind me all happen quick. A curtain wrap around, a snap of a glove etc. I stood behind the curtain and asked over it - "Take them off?" she replied - yes completely off. I did as I was told and assumed the position.

She appeared behind me, her intern in toe. She didn't talk me through the routine. I felt her part my cheeks and she lowered her head closer. Next she said lets go inside for a moment - before I knew it she slid effortlessly inside me, all the way as I felt her knuckles hit my anus. There was no rotating finger or push on my prostate just in and out. As she withdraw she walked away and said all done your good to go. There was so much jelly used that when I dressed up again and went to sit on the chair it felt like I wet myself.

I had that happen to me once. It was a male doctor, a dermatologist. I've got a lot of moles, been an issue forever. When I was in my early thirties, I had a new one show up in the crease of my left groin. My wife noticed it and suggested I get it looked at. I had just changed jobs, and so health coverage. My old dermatologist wasn't in my new plan so I got a referral to a new one.

He was nice, but he was, let's say very thorough. Took a long time looking at the mole, up close, pulling my scrotum to the side. Decided it should come off and was talking about how he was going to do it to minimize the scar so as not to leave it ugly.

While I appreciate the craftsmanship, I've never had a man tell me he wanted to leave my groin in such a way as to not mar its beauty.

He had me back to check on the healing, telling me how good it looked.

I'm pretty certain he was hitting on me. I was pleasant about it, and I was flattered, but I wasn't interested.

Maybe off topic, but MAs & nurses had always flirted with me during the intake process, getting rather physical & playful. Given that I'm not too personable, it's surprising how forward they are.

Most recently, my pain doctor's assistant (a CRNA) sat beside me on the exam table & teased me to a point of annoying me, then grabbed me with both arms for a tight side hug.

The best doctor I’ve seen was super inappropriate with her comments and had no filter at all. When I saw her for a new patient appointment, we spent about half an hour talking through my medical history and just kind of chatting. We found out we have the same birthday, she was exactly 10 years older than me. She gave me a quick once-over (just a quick steth and eyes, ears, throat) and said I’d need to make an appointment for a full physical where I’d “have to get naked”. I thought to myself “this is promising.”

That physical turned out to be the most thorough I’ve ever had. Started with the tech taking my vitals the. Telling me to take everything off except my underwear and put on a paper gown with the opening in front. The Dr. came in about ten minutes later. She checked me out very thoroughly, checked all of my pulses while I was laying on my back. Gown open in the front. Then she told me to stand up, take off my underwear, and put them on the chair with the rest of my clothes and walk over and stand in front of her. She examined my testicles then checked for inguinal hernia. Then she said that I was almost at the age where my prostate should be checked, but she understood if I didn’t want that. I told her to go ahead and do it, that I’d survive (in my mind of course I was almost giddy at the thought) She excitedly clapped her hands together and got out a tube of KY. She told me to turn around and put my elbows on the table. I felt the gown being lifted and my cheeks being spread. Then a chilly blob of lube, a finger spreading it around, then sliding up my butt. A quick press on my prostate made me feel almost electric. She said “Everything feels fine” and handed me tissues to wipe up. As I turned back around, still just in the gown open in the front, she started talking about how men need to not be so hung up about rectal exams and how it can save their life, and how happy she was that I was ok with getting one. It was at that moment that I realized I had a drop of precum forming right at the tip of my penis, probably from the pressure on my prostate. I about died of embarrassment when a drop hit the floor and I quickly covered it with my toe. If she noticed, she didn’t say anything.

She finally headed out and I got dressed, taking a moment to wipe my glans and what was left of the drop that hit the floor. She was my doctor for a couple years and was absolutely fantastic (her lack of a filter actually made it easier to talk about stuff as she gave it to me straight). She ended up closing her practice and joining a larger concierge clinic in a rich suburb of Washington that I can’t afford. Still miss talking with her. New place I go is all about sending g you to as many specialists as possible within the same group.

I was a bit nervous when I went in for a regular physical because my asshole is quite stretched out. The Dr. was talking about just regular stuff. After he did my hernia and prostate check he started talking about investments and asked if I traded any stocks. I told him yes and he says him and a couple friends of his meet once a month to discuss investments and invited me to come over. He gave me his card, wrote down his address said to call any time. I thought this was odd for a doctor to do but just forgot all about it. Thinking back, I think he seen that I was into anal play and invited me over for some fun. I regret not going. Could have been fun.

There was a female PA who left me uncovered for longer than necessary, but I don't think she was being flirtatious. That's about the closest I've had to anything other than strict professionalism from my care team.