First Genital Exam

Pecan nutjob-----in High school PE class we were told to wear either brief type underpants OR a jock---our choice. This was back in New Jersey in the early 60s.----of course if you played little league baseball a jock and plastic cup was manditory.

Bootboy1998: I never had any order regarding what to wear as underwear in P.E. The only requirements were on outer garments and shoes. Showering was sometimes possible (not all gymnasiums had showers) but not compulsory.

Maybe you or someone can enlighten me and explain how a three piece suit pertains to a genital exam? I'm really at a loss to understand the witticism by the doctor. I really don't get the connection ...

@agracier I think you just did not read it right. It is SUITE not SUIT. It is like a sofa and 2 chairs being like a penis and 2 testicles. That is what I thought it meant but I have never heard it called a 3 piece suite before.

It is like a sofa and 2 chairs being like a penis and 2 testicles. .

Good grief, some people are obsessed with the naughty parts ... ha ha.

@agracier I think you just did not read it right. It is SUITE not SUIT.

Well, suite or suit, neither makes sense to me re. a genital exam.

Normally at least in the last 50's and the 60's when I was a student in France, the palpation of the testicles and the examination of the penis was like a standard part of a cursory physical examination at school

For an examination by a private doctor in his office, it was rather seldom but at school it was on the reverse almost always practiced at middle and high schools for each grade, generally it was a woman doctor assisted by the school nurse and sometimes with the audience of a young student nurse.

It seems so normal and regular that no student complained about that examination

According to some relations it could be practiced differently according to schools and doctors, it could be practiced with the student completely naked or with his brief pulled down until his ankles or seldomly with just the fingers of the doctor pulling down the waistband of the brief to look inside it at our genitals and palpate our testicles.

The test for hernia called "cough and turn " was also a standard part of a school examination

Even at high school, it was a regular examination until graduation and even after if you foolowed your studies at the university or a great school.

And of course it was a required part of the draft examination for military service and after induction at the nurse's office of the barracks during the induction examination

As regards a routine physical examinattion at a doctor's office, at my time, a male teenager was still generally accompanied by his mother at least until 15 or 16 age and even sometimes until 18 age, so it could happen that the doctor practiced a genitalia examination in front of a mother if he did not feel concern by the modesty of the boy, which was rather frequent at that time.

Fortunately for me, my family doctor did not practice it each year, he did it only one time when I had 16 age during an examination for an other reason of disease but he did not this examination in front of my mother but on the back of his office and he was face to me and my mother was behind so I am not sure that she could see my body except a short time. I assume also that she did have try to see me but on the reverse had turned her face away

Good grief, some people are obsessed with the naughty parts ... ha ha.

Well, suite or suit, neither makes sense to me re. a genital exam.

lol @agracier I did not think you were still an innocent young man. 😳 😁

I did not think you were still an innocent young man. 😳 😁

Neither of the two ... 😃 😃

@agracier in English a three piece suite normally refers to the habit of having a sofa and two easy chairs in the main room in a house. In slang it refers to the penis and two testicles. Another common term used in English is "meat and two veg". In its normal usage it refers to what used to be the make up of most meals made at home in the UK, for example roast beef, potatoes and peas.

"meat and two veg". In its normal usage it refers to what used to be the make up of most meals made at home in the UK, for example roast beef, potatoes and peas.

I always learned, both in the US and in Belgium, that potatoes are staples and never to be confused with vegetables except by the very parsimonious or culinary uneducated ... ha ha.

Anyway, I get the idea now. Never say English is not the most versatile language in use today.

All my pediatric exams were the same. I would strip to my underwear. I remember being so uncomfortable as a young girl because at some point, the doctor would lay me down, examine whatever, and then he would pull my panties down around my ankles. He would then part my legs and inspect my vagina, not too far inside, but he would spread my vagina open and run his fingers around the insides of the folds. Then he would make me stand, still with my panties around my ankles, and make me bend over with my back to him so he could I guess check my spine. He didn't touch me, just looked as I bent over. I always had a parent or grandfather there which is part of what made it so uncomfortable. I get really turned on now thinking about it though.

For as long as I could remember there was some type of genital exam even if it was just visual. I remember dreading going to the doctor due to the embarrassment. It was quick but always seemed to take so long. Thinking back I guess maybe like seven or eight was the first time I can really rememner having a genital exam, but I'm sure there was exams before that.

When I was about approximately 7 or 8 years old during my first visit to his office. From the start of the visit , in the exam room, the nurse removed all of my cloths. I was not given a gown. My doctor, male older would start at my eyes and slowly examine me all the way down my nude body. after listening to my heart and lungs with his cold stethoscope, he would move it down to my belly. Moving both sides to just above my penis. When he started examining my belly area he made me spread my legs wider, exposing my penis and scrotum clearly for all to see. With out telling me he would check my scrotum and penis then do 2 hernia exams. He did have cold hands. I was embarrassed and afraid. He I and the nurse were all in the room together with my dad in the waiting room for most of the examination.

I recall the doctor always doing a genital exam at my physicals. So it was at least before I was school age.

My first and only genital exam was when I was sixteen. Until then my last physical had been at about ten when all my clothes stayed on.

My physical began with the nurse taking basic things while I was fully clothed (t-shirt, jeans and boxers) like weight, height and blood pressure. When the doctor came in he had me take off only my shirt. He checked my ears, throat, felt my neck, under my arms, heart and lungs.

Then he asked me to lay down. The doctor then started feeling my stomach going lower and lower. All this time chatting about whatever. Eventually he got to the waistband of my pants. While still chatting he undid my belt, popped the button and unzipped my jeans. I remember feeling him “open” the crotch of my jeans. Like he was folding each side of the crotch section out of the way.

At this point my jeans are open but the doctor didn’t try to pull them down or ask me to. The next thing I felt (the only thing I can see are the ceiling tiles) was the waistband of my boxers being lifted just a little. Only a couple of inches up and not down at all. It didn’t feel like I was actually exposed yet. He slipped his free hand in and checked my femoral pulse on each side.

While I had never had a genital exam before I did know about them at this point. What I expected to happen next was for the doctor to take his hand out of my boxers and ask me to stand up and pull my pants and underwear down for a standing hernia and genital exam while he put on gloves. I was expecting the “warning” that being told to stand and pull everything down provides.

I forgot that he already had gloves on. Instead I suddenly felt him pull the waistband of my boxers down and out of the way to expose my privates fully and immediately felt a finger or two pushing from kinda behind/below my right testicle, with there also being firm pressure directly on my testicle. He didn’t explain or say what he was about to do beforehand. In the split second when he pulled the waistband of my boxers down and reached I felt a rush of “cold” air on my genitals and felt my testes pull up as far as they could go. At that moment I had been saying something related to his doctor chit chat and went completely silent in surprise. Again I had expected him to finish checking my femoral pulses, for his free hand to pull out and to feel my waistband return. I expected to be told to stand and pull my boxers down myself after finishing my sentence rather than have them suddenly disappear.

At this point he said something along the lines of “sorry, I just need to check for a hernia. Cough for me.”. I forget his exact wording. I started to get an erection and gave a weak cough. He asked me to cough harder and I did. I felt his free hand move to my left testicle. He asked me to cough. While he did this “surprise” hernia check I remember looking at the dots on the ceiling tiles thinking “it’s happening. The doctor is checking my privates for the first time” and worrying about if I had too much pubic hair of all things. Not sure why. I’m uncircumcised and as I got hard my foreskin began to retract on its own. After that last cough I felt his hand leave my scrotum and my waistband returned. Probably less than ten seconds after my boxers were pulled down they were back. My scrotum was not felt for lumps and he didn’t even touch my penis, let alone pull my foreskin back.

The exam was finished and I could get dressed. I put my shirt back on and zipped up my pants over my tenting boxers. While the doctor documented the exam on his computer.

Side notes:

I got ahold of my medical records recently and under GU for that exam it notes “normal male - testes fine”. I wonder if normal = uncircumcised and if for circumcised males he would note “circumcised male - testes fine” or if he would note them as normal males.

I assume now that the reason the doctor didn’t explain or state anything until after he reached into my boxers and had my privates in his hand was because he probably didn’t remember that I had not seen him since my exam at ten when my clothes all stayed on. After all he was examining the genitals of a sixteen year old male who would typically have been though a few genital exams not a twelve or thirteen year old male who might not have had his privates checked yet.

Unfortunately that doctor retired shortly thereafter. No doctor since has examined my genitals. Even though I might get my genitals examined going forward I’m kind of disappointed that I missed out on that infamous first exam most of you guys got at about twelve and the several others I might have had in the years between.

Did you find it more embarrassing or erotic that the hernia exam happened without warning? Would you have had a feeling of trepidation if you knew when the hernia exam was going to happen?

Knowing the order of the exam actually puts me at ease. However, not being familiar with the order wouldn't necessarily make me nervous.

I recall my very first exam after “graduating” from my pediatrician. Not only was the doctor brand new for me, but he kept me fully dressed and did not do a particularly thorough exam. I was certain he was ready to wrap up the exam when he stated he needed to do a testicular exam and for me to stand up.

Having had genital exams at every prior physical, I wasn’t surprised by the procedure itself, but rather the fact that he was going to perform one after rushing through the exam.

I feel like every doctor needs to communicate clearly when they are moving on to the genital exam. I don’t see an issue with the doctor unfastening and lowering the pants themself, but they should say what they’re going to do beforehand.

My first genital exam was aged 7 during my first Junior School medical (UK, 1960). It was all new to me and a little baffling. I recall being given a thorough 'strip wash' by my mother the night before 'So you'll be nice and clean for your examination'. I should mention that I grew up in a fairly run - down working class area of a coal - mining / factories / railways town. We did not have a proper bathroom (yes, it really was the tin bath in front of the fire - a luxury more often afforded to my older sisters but not to me). My mother found it easier to literally stand me in the huge stone sink in the kitchen (which would be filled with warm / hot water - coming up almost to my knees) and use soap / sponge / flannel on me in situ!!

Doctors were authority figures who were respected and who had to be deferred to! My mother did not attend the school exam so I was not really sure what to expect. She had told me that I would have to get undressed (which is why I had to be 'nice and clean') & she had bought me new underwear!! I was reminded to mind my manners, be polite and do exactly what the doctor said.

Essentially what happened was this. All of the boys in my class (there were 23 of us) were shepherded down to the school hall. There were lots of screens down the far end (behind which were hidden the doctors and nurses). Arranged around 3 walls were wooden PT benches. The strict accompanying / supervising teacher simply told us to take off all of our clothes, apart from our underwear, and to fold them neatly and put them under the bench. This we did with a mixture of excitement and slight apprehension. The polished wooden parquet floor felt slightly cool under my bare feet.

Any chattering / whispering etc was swiftly quashed. We were expected to sit in silence and read until our name was called out to see the doctor. Anyone who talked, laughed, whispered or misbehaved was unceremoniously hauled out and spanked in front of everyone. My name was 5th in the register. I had seen the first four boys disappear behind the screens and re-appear (to return and sit on the benches) about 15 minutes later. I was nervous when I heard a nurse call out my name and beckon me forward, to go behind the screens.

School nurses were also authority figures. They usually appeared to be quite stern and unsmiling. The nurse had some forms I could see. She briskly asked me my name and date of birth, address etc (presumably to confirm I was the correct boy!!). She then checked my hair for headlice, looked behind my ears, checked my hands and fingernails (all personal hygiene sort of things) and generally looked me up and down. All instructions were very perfunctory "Come here" "Get on the scales" "Stand there" etc....all sharp imperatives. No chit - chat. She weighed me, measured my height, measured my waist etc.

"Wait here" she said and took some forms behind another screen to the doctor. I had a big surprise then. As she went round one side of the screen, the previous boy came round into the nurse's area. He was stark naked, carrying his underwear. I sort of gulped, realising that I might have to take my underwear off. I wanted to ask him something but dared not speak. The nurse reappeared. "Right. Doctor will see you now." (To me) "What are you waiting for? Come along. Get dressed. Hurry up!" (To the other boy)

I went around the screen. The doctor (yes - white coat, stethoscope etc) was sitting behind a desk. I was in awe of him. Wary too. All of these school doctors had a very brisk, avuncular manner and spoke with clipped, cut glass tones (in stark contrast to the guttural local dialect). Plus, they always spoke in the third person! "Right. How are we today?" (in my mind...I was thinking....I am OK...but I do not know how you are feeling!). I was tongue - tied...not sure how to answer. "Come along boy. Chop! Chop! Cat got your tongue?" (I knew that expression)..."No Sir" (must mind my manners). "Good. Good. Splendid...and it's Doctor, not Sir. So, how are we?" "Very well, Sir..... I mean Doctor. Thank you." "Splendid! Splendid! Good lad. Right, let's have a look at you, shall we?"

Thereafter it was the usual shining a light down the ears, into the eyes, down the throat. Wooden spatula on the tongue. Saying 'Ahhh' etc. Temperature taken. Blood pressure taken. That was a first to me...I found it a bit scary "Nothing to worry about. Just relax. Good lad. Splendid!!" etc. I had to take my vest off to be steth'd...I recall it feeling cold on the bare skin. Then lie down on an exam table for abdominal palpation, 'tapping' etc., etc. Then sitting on the edge while he tested my reflexes.

I was still a bit nervy when he asked me to stand in front of him. The school doctors always used the following quaint euphemisms. The first time....I did not know what on earth he was talking about. "Right. Now I just need to check your back passage and see what's going on down below. So, just slip your underpants off for me, there's a good boy."

I did. He went and stood behind me and asked me to bend over, he had his little pen light on. I felt horribly, horribly embarrassed...showing my bottom to the doctor! He asked me to part my cheeks, but I did not understand. He sort of tutted and said "Good lad. Never mind. Stay still. I felt his hand on my bum (which felt very odd) as he parted my butt cheeks. I could feel a sort of cool draught of air around my nether regions. "Put your hands here."(He moved my hands on to my bottom) "Splendid!" I was aware that he was peering up my backside, shining a light into it!! Oh my. "Good lad. Nearly done."

He came and half - squatted in front of me and asked me to spread my legs slightly. Then he cupped my juvenile balls. I flinched...not because it hurt, but because his hands were cold down there. It sort of tickled, felt tingly, felt....weird as he gently palpated "Good lad. Good lad. Now...just turn your head to the left and...cough. Good. Good. Again. Good...other way...Splendid! Good lad." He then held my small penis and gently attempted to retract my foreskin...it went back a little way & hurt very slightly, but he seemed satisfied. I was still slightly shocked by all of this.

"Right. Right. All done. All fine. Run along now and get dressed. Chop! Chop! There's a good lad." I absent - mindedly picked up my underwear and wandered back into the nurse's area in a sort of little trance / daze. The next boy to go in stared at me, standing there naked. I noticed that little look of potential embarassment / slight fear on his face. The nurse "In you go!" (To him). "What are you standing there for? Get dressed. Hurry up!" (To me). Of course, I meekly complied then went out to sit on the bench again. We had to stay there until everyone had been examined. I think there were two nurses and two doctors working in tandem, to speed things up. Once everyone had been examined, we were ordered to get dressed and then we returned to class....

The first one that I can remember is maybe around the age of three or four years old. From that point on, there was no set schedule in regards to when the physician would perform the exam.

I don't ever remember leaving the doctor's office with my pride when I was a kid, the pediatrician would always have a peek at my vagina by pulling down my panties or sticking a hand down there and feeling the lips and he always had to check my bottom also, with the thermometer and his finger. I hated it.

As far back as I can remember, every physical included a examination of my genitals. Normally, I would be asked to strip to my underwear, vitals taken and then waited for the doctor. The doctor would have me lay down on my back and pull the waistband band of my underwear down. First a quick look, then I’d feel him touch my penis, foreskin and testicles.

Now when I reached 11 or 12, that is when I also began standing for the genital and hernia. Now, I dreaded some those exams because occasionally I’d be semi-hard. For me, it was just awkward and embarrassing as my mom was present.

Always, for as long as I can remember, physicals included some check of the foreskin and testicles.

I was about 11 or 12. I was examined without warning. I was told to stand up straight. The doctor lowered my briefs and went to town, so to speak. Mom was in the room. I was mortified to say the least.

@schoolmedboi

I am really sorry you missed out on having the exam in the preteen years and also really sorry he did not retract your foreskin.

I must have had exams in primary school, I can certainly remember in infants seeing the nurse or doctor and being in my pants, but really can’t remember anything else. It wasn’t until I was 15 that I had the testicle check in school and that’s really all it was. He didn’t check foreskin.

@exam_doc

Thanks...but...erm, I had lots of pre - teen examinations (both at school and the Paediatrician's) between the ages of 7 - 12. I apologise if I gave the impression that I hadn't. The doc did not retract my foreskin at age 7, 8 or 9 as far as I can remember. That changed when I was 10. I definitely remember the doctor gently retracting it then. It was very tight. I probably winced. I remember him asking if it hurt. I nodded and said " A little bit". When I said that, he definitely wrote somethung on my medical form. That is probably why, every single year after that, the doctor always retracted my foreskin. It was always tight & there was slight discomfort, but it did retract. It was a tiny bit easier, year on year.

A mystery in terms of pre-puberty but the first I recall is when I had grown pubic hair and was self-conscious about my bigger penis and the school doctor had me pull down my briefs, put his hand along the crease between my abdomen and leg, pushing my cock and balls to the side as he did so, and said cough. I did. And I felt both embarrassment and arousal. Then he did the other side, to the same effect and before I could get hard, he said Pull your pants up and that was that, but memorable.

First at 5 pre school fully nude after that every year Same way restracting my foreskin Hurt because i was quite tight until 15

I had one when I was about ten years old I him putting on gloves and started to examine my testicles one at a time it felt so good

The first I can remember were in elementary school, probably 7 or 8. Always frog leg position with my outer labia parted for what felt like forever. My first internal pelvic wasn’t until much later, at a gyno in college.

Mine was around 13 or 14.