The worst time for me was at age 16 when I was almost fully mature physically, but still being treated like a child. I was still a virgin then and nobody had seen me naked since I was about 12. I was also being bullied in school for having ginger hair which made me very ashamed of my body, especially my red pubic hair. One particularly horrible girl in my class would loudly ask me in front of the other kids if I had ginger pubes just to watch me get embarrassed and turn red in the face.
I was taken to the doctors to get checked out for a persistent stomach pain and my mum went with me so she could speak to the doctor. The doctor happened to be a young woman, which made me even more embarrassed. She was quite attractive, early 30s, a little overweight but with a very pretty face and long mousy brown hair. My mum explained the problem to the doctor as if I wasn't even there. Then the doctor said "well, we'd better take a look at you then".
She made me get up onto the exam table and take off my shirt which was already bad enough. Then she gently palpated all over my stomach and bladder area with her hands for at least 10 minutes, while I breathed in her sweet perfume and felt myself becoming very slightly aroused. After eventually running out of places to prod me, she said some words I'll never forget - "I just need to take a look at your testes. Is that ok?". I'm sure my mother laughed at my embarrassment when that question was asked, she was definitely smirking. I muttered out a weak "um, I guess so".
I was trying not to shake as the doctor unbuttoned my trousers and slid them down my legs, leaving only my tight little boy briefs. At this point I wasn't hard, but I definitely wasn't completely soft either and I was terrified of getting a full erection in front of the doctor and my mother. Then, hooking her fingers under the waistband, she pulled my underpants down. I turned my head to the side and looked away from both women as my virgin genitals and shameful ginger pubic hair were exposed for the first time. My face was completely flushed bright red at this point, I had never felt more embarrassed.
The doctor touched my scrotum and found the left testicle first, squeezing it gently but firmly between her thumb and finger and asking if there was any pain. To which I whispered "no". Then she did the same thing with the right one. "Okay" she said, taking her hand away. I thought we must be done, but I could see she was still looking at my privates. She reached down again and started touching my penis this time. Lifting it up and pulling the foreskin back tightly to look at the glans, she asked me if that hurt either - I said "no, not really". Still gripping my sensitive virgin penis, she asked if I cleaned under the foreskin regularly. I said "yeah, sometimes". "He only takes a bath about once a week" my mum quickly interjected. "Well, you need to clean it every day if you can" she advised. "Okay", I replied.
"You can get dressed now".