Doctor and Nurse Stories

There are many stories from both male and female authors, as patients and as doctors and nurses, that had happy endings.  I started thinking about all of my experiences.  None had a happy ending, but they did fuel many masturbation episodes. After a vasectomy, a nurse came in to help me get dressed.  She was an older grey haired lady who helped me get my underwear and pants on and as there is no way to tape a bandage to one's testicles, she held a gauze pad in place so I could pull up my pants.     Shortly after I turned 50, I had to see my doctor before I could get a prescription renewed.  The doctor was way behind schedule so I was asked if I would mind seeing a nurse practitioner.  This nurse was older than me, a little overweight and not at all attractive.  She was pleasant enough and performed the routine examination.  She then brought up the importance of regular prostate and testicular exams for men 50 and older.  She also insisted that she demonstrated the proper was to examine testicles.  So I removed my pants and underwear and she began the exam, bare handed, as I stood in front of her.  Since the wife and I haven't had sex for several years, having anyone handle your genitalia would be arousing and I got rock hard.  At one point I started to reach out to grab her breast but thought better of it.  She finished the exam by putting a finger on the tip of my penis, pushing it down and watch it spring back up saying she was glad this still works as normal.  She wrote my prescription and left.  I got dressed and headed straight to a restroom to jerk off. From this point on, all the nurses and female doctors are attractive, 30-40 years old, slim with maybe 34B boobs. When I was 59, I had to get physical before starting a new job. A nurse practitioner administered the physical.  Everything was fine until she had to do the hernia check.  Now I have an average size penis but when I'm cold, it was February, it will shrink.  So, I dropped my pants and thankfully the long tails of my dress shirt hid my dick.  When she felt my shrunken testicles, she glanced up at me with a surprised look. all I could say was I'm cold.   When I was 63, I had a terrible pain in a testicle and called to get an appointment with my doctor, male.  Once in the examining room, I had to explain my problem to his nurse, and she actually blushed when at what I told her.  She left, but I surprised to see her when she came back with the doctor.  Doc said let's have a look at the problem as he put on some gloves.   I dropped my pants and as he was checking my testicles, the nurse moved in for a closer look.  I was in so much pain, the nurse could have been naked and I don't think that I could have an erection.  Doc found a cyst and sent me to get an ultrasound  As instructed by the ultrasound technician, I had removed my pants and underwear and covered my penis with folded towel and laid on a table, with my balls out.  When she returned, she apologized for not giving me a sheet to cover up with as well.  Anyway, she did the exam, moving the wand all around my testicles and she confirmed the small cyst   She told me to use the towel to wipe the gel off and get dressed. I sat up, momentarily exposing myself and she took a quick look as she left the room.  Medicine took care of the cyst. When I retired, at 66, I went on Medicare and had to find a new doctor.  The practice that I chose had an all female staff, much to my wife's delight.  At my first visit, I was told to disrobe and I was given a gown to cover up.  The Doctor comes in accompanied by a young nurse.  This office gives practical experience to nursing students, and they are usually teens, or early 20's.  The doctor watches as the nurse checks my vitals and asks some preliminary questions.  The doctor then did the hernia and prostate exams while the student nurse stood by watching wide-eyed.  In follow up visits, I was not provided with a gown, I was just told to turn around, drop trousers and bend over.  The hernia exam was usually omitted, but last April, I did some strenuous yard work and I experienced some unusual pain and went to the doctor.  This time, the doctor was accompanied by a young male student.  After I explained my problem, she had me lay on the exam table.  She then unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants.  The doctor then felt around my lower abdomen and down to my pubic area.  Not finding any significant issue, she had me stand and drop my pants.  As I was just wearing a tee shirt, I am fully exposed as she checks my hernia, with a gloved hand.  Then she says that she might as well check my prostate.  As I'm bent over, I glance over at the young man and he has an obvious erection tenting his scrubs.  The doctor tells him that were done here and he might want to go take care of it.  I just had a slight strain, mostly from being out of shape, and give it some rest. And finally, in 2018, I took my wife to a dermatologist.  My wife has dementia so I have to be with her for all doctors appointments.  While there, I asked the doctor to look at a mole that was bothersome.  She offered to take care of it right there. She sliced the mole from my shoulder, cauterized the wound and told me to come back in 30 days. At that time, a nurse tells me to strip down to my underpants and gave me a gown.  I protested that the appointment is just a follow up for the mole removal.  She said the doctor noticed several more moles that she wants to examine.   The doctor and nurse comes in and I remove the gown.  After they check and freeze off several spots, the doctor tells me to lose the shorts.  I have a problem with e d, so though I'm not completely hard, my dick does appear to be longer and thicker than normal and stayed as the checked my butt and around my genitals. Okay, so many readers may find this boring, but I fantasize that each time led to a happy ending.  And I did jerk off when I got home after these appointments.