I have sort of an interesting story about this. Long story short: older docs can be hot because they're less concerned with modesty, enjoy younger bodies, or both.
I have a history of cancer including prostate cancer in my family. When I was in my mid-30s and looking for a doctor, I purposefully sought out a doctor who was younger than I was so I could develop a good relationship with him. But I also sought out one who was cute and athletic. I mean I'm not stupid. π I found a fairly small clinic near my home and made an appointment with a guy freshly out of residency with curly brown hair, etc. His bio said he was pretty sporty and was a few years younger than me. Hot.
I was excited and nervous for my first appointment because I knew that given my family history, I'd be getting my first DRE. But I was bummed when I found out an older doctor in his 60s would be examining me. Interestingly, he was sort of lingering around the front desk when I checked in. Back in the exam room, he met me fully clothed, directed me to take off everything but my underwear, and left the room. He was not at all attractive, but still, it was hot, knowing what was ahead. I got a little hard.
The hernia check happened with me on my back, after I had followed his instruction to push down my underwear to my knees. First time ever for that; previously the hernia check had happened with me standing. I felt more vulnerable on the table -- fun. Anyway, I could tell that he noticed I had been leaking some precum, and he almost said something, but didn't. Then he did the DRE with me on my side. It was pretty hot, despite his age. He encouraged me to come back every year.
So I did. The next year he directed me to undress while he stayed in the room, but didn't say how much I was to take off. It was interesting. He stood and watched me pretty closely. It was almost like he noted in my file that I had been aroused the previous year. I got down to my boxers, and thought about either asking whether I should take them off, or just doing it, since he had told me to get undressed without explaining how far. But I left them on and just had a seat on the exam table, and the hernia check and DRE happened the same way as before.
In retrospect, I should've tried to get my undies to be examined totally naked. I think I would have just taken them off, had I known how the next physical would transpire.
This is because the third time, the nurse told me to use a gown and to take off everything INCLUDING my underwear. First time ever! I'll never forget her leaving the room, and the feeling of anticipation, and being totally naked for even a little bit in that cold and sterile surrounding. I remember lingering for a little bit, but feeling I better get the gown on. I also remember that great feeling of having your naked butt on the crinkly paper. I remember that the table was positioned so I was facing the door.
That physical, although from this same older doc, was my best ever because early in the exam he peeled the gown from my chest and let it pool on my waist while he did the steth work. He had me lie back without having me put my arms back in the gown. He examined my abdomen, and then pushed the gown up toward my belly button to reveal my penis and testicles to check me for a hernia. He also rolled my balls around, though he did not check my penis. Still, so hot. Had a nurse opened the door, she would've seen the fully monty.
He did the DRE with me on my side, with the exam gown just sort of pooled in front of my privates. Only thing better would've been him making me get down and lean over the table, because I would've had to have left the gown and I would've been totally naked.
After the DRE, he had me sit up, and chatted with me a little, with the gown barely covering my waist. He told me to get dressed, and stayed in the room while I did it. I hopped down and held the gown over my crotch, but then just left it on the exam table as I walked across the exam room buck naked to get my clothes. He watched every bit, till I was fully dressed. That was OK, but I sort of wanted to be left alone naked in the room for a little bit. I think I would've laid back on the table totally naked for at least a little bit.
I did go straight home and jerk off -- what a good experience.
Needless to say, I couldn't wait for the next year. What would be next in this saga? Sadly, he retired. I did find out beforehand, and was given opportunity to choose my own doctor. In the meantime, an even younger and cuter one arrived -- tightly cut brown hair, brown eyes, also an athlete. I googled around and pieced together that he was gay. Wow. But it's been sort of disappointing with him. First exam he made clear I could leave my underwear on under the gown. (What's the point?) Last two times with him, he had me take my undies off under the gown, which is great, but he did his steth work through the gown, didn't do a hernia check at all, didn't even touch my penis or testicles let alone expose them, and did the DRE almost too efficiently. He seems SUPER concerned with my modesty -- maybe extra important to him given his sexual orientation.
Last year, he couldn't fit me in, so a young female Asian doctor did it. At first, I was very excited about the idea, but the exam was very disappointing because I stayed clothed for the whole thing and she had me drop trou only briefly at the very end. Boring. Small fingers, too.
I go back to see cute gay doc later this month. We'll see how it goes. I might change back to an older doc if it's more of the same.