Of all my 'medfet memories' probably my favorite occurred back when I was 11, and had been admitted to hospital for severe asthma. None of the standard remedies seemed to have any effect so they shuttled me upstairs for further evaluation. I got a quick peek taken at my penis just before being sent upstairs, I think because they were checking for signs of infection or sexual abuse. (more on this event later).
The true fun began later in the week, after I had started to feel somewhat better.
A group of student doctors came to my room and said they needed to take me down the hall to the 'treatment room' for a quick examination. I recall 3 men, and 2 women, one of whom would be conducting the actual exam.
So we go in as a group and I see a largish sized examination room, with all the usual refinements. The first woman tells me to hop up on the table. So I do, and we begin.
I recall my outfit that day was a navy blue shirt with thin horizontal white stripes, and almost denim blue pants (but not jeans) and sky blue briefs. (i liked blue).
We went through the normal motions of a standard physical, but I remained fully dressed the whole time.
(odd, I thought, but probably because they are just interns and not residents yet).
I remember the first woman saying to me "ok, we are done now, you can get down". And I thought to myself as I was about to cross the room to exit "well, that was the first time you managed to get through one of those things without getting your penis examined", when suddenly I heard her say "oh, hold on!" (she did forget 'something' after all), and I casually stopped in my stride and turned back to regard her. (by this time i had more or less forgotten about the other adults in the room). She was kneeling on the floor with her clipboard of notes beside and she put her hands on my hips and pulled me a little closer to her. Then she slipped her fingers around my waistband and tugged on the snap. I knew what she was up to by now and said with realization "oh". She had a little trouble as the snap was tricky, but she tugged again, harder this time, pulling me a bit closer with. With the first line of defense broken, she then pulled down the zipper, flaying open my pants (like she had permission). I looked down at my little boy blue bulge and thought "maybe she will just stop here", as she's tugging my pants down to my knees. Then I thought "no she's not gonna go through all this, just to stop here", and rightly so, she said "ok, lift your shirt for me", and with that, slid her fingers up my leg holes and puuullled my briefs down to the same place. Standing there, like that, with 5 adults, and your penis is being examined and the skin attempted to be rolled back, yes, it's pretty embarrassing. It felt like forever. I hated it then. I love it now.