My dream doctor is basically me. I'm turning 51 this week, and when I look in the mirror, I see the salt and pepper beard and professional knowledge of the paediatrician who examined me when I was a lad in the 1970's, Dr. Welch.
I never enjoyed the competitive aspect of the gay bar scene, too much like never being chosen for sports teams.
But someone who signs up with ME as a play doctor is going to be in for the real thing! No compromise, no accomodation, just straight seriuos exam from a man who's done 1000 of them.
I'm a high-knowledge, low-emotion nerdy guy, and you WILL be back in the humiliating, dehumanizing space, just like IN ILLO TEMPORE. (back in the day.)
(So they told us at the Restored Hope Conference in San Diego last week --- when you analyze the fetish, look for the REAL PAIN behind it.)
My dream patient . . . that's easy. Justin Bieber. No one combines brattiness, sexiness, and innocence like JB.
Here are some shots of JB in the hospital, all vulnerable and subject to medical attention (!) which I found just breath-taking . . .
http://i1.mirror.co.uk/incoming/article1750318.ece/ALTERNATES/s1200/Justin%20Bieber%20in%20hospital.jpg
I think there would be a definite need to wake him up every hour for a rectal temp....which he DOESN'T LIKE at first, but then, ok, kinda, yeah.......
http://storage.ottawasun.com/v1/dynamic_resize/sws_path/suns-prod-images/1297449222137_ORIGINAL.jpg?quality=80&size=650x
or getting a tattoo....
http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/gossip/justin-bieber-tattoos-bang-bang-plane-ride-article-1.1730660