Shaved For Physical With My Doctor

About 16 months ago I had to switch HMOs, which meant a new location and new doctor. With convenience in mind, I chose one only two blocks from home. I was able to choose a PCP online, and as luck would have it, photos were provided for each. I've always been more comfortable with female doctors, so I chose a round faced, mid 30s, strawberry blond Dr. Jones (name is changed). When I had my first physical with her a year ago, I discovered she looked even better in person. She had a physically fit figure, and was wearing a fluffy cream colored turtleneck sweater, dark blue jeans, and high healed black leather boots that covered her jeans almost up to her knees. It was my first time with a doctor that didn't have a traditional white coat, or something like it on. I couldn't wait to see her again. Well, a year has passed, and I was looking forward to my scheduled physical (2 weeks ago) with Dr. Jones. About a month ago, my hair trimmer finally bit the dust. So I got myself a new one, and thought “what better way to test it out, than to shave off all my hair 'down there'?” I do this on occasion, and always find it very arousing. I've always been scared to use a razor blade, so using a trimmer to cut off almost everything has always sufficed. My new trimmer did the trick, and I felt very bare and sufficiently smooth all over. I did my hair removal at that time partially because of my pending physical. And the thought of a potential erection as a result during the exam was somewhat exciting. I've had one before, and though embarrassing at the time, it has provided me with quality material on occasion when I need some sexual release. The day finally arrived, and I headed over. When I got there, I was surprised to see a neighbor of mine among the women working behind the counter. She's probably in her early 50s, very attractive, and lives with her husband and daughter at the other end of the block. I always enjoy seeing her walk her dog. She has wonderful posture as she walks, a great figure, and I love seeing her long straight black hair sort of dance while she's walking, with a slight bounce in her step. We smile and say hello when I happen to be outside as she walks by, but that's about it. While checking in, I found out she's been working there for 5 years, and her name is Dana. I suppose I should get to the good stuff (at least for me, anyway). I was in the examination room, sitting on the table with nothing on but my gown, when Dr. Jones walked in, looking just as good as last year. She was wearing a lighter pair of jeans with similar, if not the same boots, and a light purple blouse with the top 3 buttons undone, with her long strawberry blond hair hanging down her back. We went through most of the usual stuff without incident. It was when she had me sit up to do the deep breaths while she listened with her stethoscope, that I knew what was coming next. She was about to see me literally “bare” naked. I didn't know before hand how I'd react when the time came, but it was immediately evident I was going to be displaying a full on erection. I was hardening under my gown, and there was no stopping it. I actually became a little nervous about her seeing it, and what she might think I was thinking. That potential predicament seemed to only further enhance my erection. I was already rock hard when she turned to walk toward the counter. With her back to me, she said “OK. You can stand up and remove your gown.” I stood up and shrugged the gown forward off my shoulders and turned and placed it on the examination table. I turned back around to face her, taking in the back of her figure from head to toe while I heard her put on the latex gloves. I looked down and could see my penis slightly pulsing to the beat of my heart. Right about here, I thought about all the doctor/erection stories I've read, and how there is the inevitable apology and the 'it's normal' comments from the doctors. I chose to remain silent. If that changed in the next few minutes, so be it. But I wasn't going to say anything, if I could help it. I watched her turn and reach for a black stool on castors. She pulled it up in front of me and sat down. She looked up at my bare skinned erection and balls for the first time, and gave no discernible reaction. I know she was my doctor, and this was an exam, but I couldn't wait for her to touch me. Maybe part of it was being eternally single, and not having sex with anyone in a long time. Her face was no more than a foot or two away from my raging hardon, when she reached up with her right hand and cupped my balls. My heart was racing with excitement and embarrassment as I felt my cock bounce a bit with her manipulations. She continued to focus on my genitals as I felt her push on my left testicle, and she told me to cough. She did the same with my right, and that part was finished. I was starting to feel like I wanted to be naked in front of her forever. Please don't let it end! She took a brief extra look at my penis, and then she pushed the stool with her feet. And I watched her slide back over to the counter. She reached up and grabbed a tube of lubricant, and squeezed some out on her right middle finger. She carefully replaced the cap and slid back over in front of me. Looking at my penis again, she told me to turn around and lean forward against the table. This is another reason I prefer female doctors. Smaller fingers! She instructed me to spread my legs a little farther apart. I don't know if she noticed, but I stuck my ass out just a little bit more, to help give her better access to my prostate. She said,“You don't have to do that.” I guess she did notice. And I relaxed my stance. I quickly felt the cool gel just before her finger slid inside me. I purposely let out a barely audible exhale. Just to let her know it felt fine. Actually I kind of liked it. “Are you OK?” “Yeah, I'm fine. “Is there any pain?” “No. It feels good.” I realized what I just said, and chose not to correct my choice of words. And just as quickly, I felt her finger slide out of me. I turned around, still hard as ever, and faced her as she remained seated on the stool in front of me. While she removed her gloves, she continued to look at my erection. I thought she'd tell me I could put my gown back on. But, apparently not yet. “Are you sexually active?” I've been asked that by my doctors a few times already, so it didn't surprise me. “Yes.” “Do you use protection?” “No.” I kind of half smiled. “I just masturbate quite a bit.” I loved telling her that. I pictured her wondering what it might look like, having my hand slide back and forth on my hardness. Now it was her turn to smile a bit, as she looked up at me. “I meant are you having sex with other men or women.” “No. No men.... or women.” There was a brief pause. “Are there any concerns you may have, while you're here?” I wanted some more attention paid to my penis. So, although it's never been a big concern, I told her I have a small soft white bump that comes and goes on the underside of my penis. I wasn't sure if it was there now, or not, and told her so. She didn't hesitate, as she tossed the gloves aside, and raised her right hand up and pressed my erection against my body. She pressed the tips of her index and middle fingers on the underside of my head, and her thumb at the base. I felt her left thumb and finger massaging my underside as she looked. I looked down, and to my dismay, I saw a small amount of leakage begin to appear at the tip of my penis. My erection may have told her I was aroused to be naked in front of her, but if she saw me getting moist, that would erase all doubts. She found the little bump, and massaged it between her thumb and index finger for a brief moment. “That's nothing to worry about. It's a....” Just then, there were two quick knocks on the door, and Dana stuck her head in. She was looking down as she began to speak. “Doctor? Mrs. Black says she doesn't have a lot of time today, and wonders if you'll see her soon.” Dr. Jones kept my erection pressed up against me as she told Dana to come in. The door hinges were away from me, so until the door was shut, I wondered if anyone else would see me naked. Dana entered, with Mrs. Black's file in hand, and stood next to Dr. Jones, looking down at her, mostly, while they talked. I wasn't sure if Dana was looking at my penis at all, or not, but I wanted the doctor to let go of me so I could cover up as best I could. But instead, as they spoke, the doctor's hand very slowly drifted away from me. I felt my erection begin to lower and stick straight out again, as it came to rest on top of her thumb, right where it meets the index finger. She had to be quite distracted, because instead of holding her two fingers awkwardly in the air, she lowered them. And they came to rest on my erection. She was now absentmindedly holding my cock as she spoke to Dana. This all happened a lot quicker than I can describe it. I was now feeling terribly exposed, and very conscious of the fact I was unavoidably naked with two attractive women a couple feet away. Dr. Jones finally asked to see the file Dana brought, and she let go of me. Dana handed her the file, and while she waited, she turned her attention to me. I watched as her gaze quickly lowered to my bare genitals. I could see her eyes move ever so slightly, as she checked out every inch there was to see. I kept fighting the strong urge to cover up, and kept my hands at my side. Dana's eyes eventually rose to meet mine, as the doctor flipped pages. She smiled and silently mouthed the word 'sorry'. I forced a bit of a smile in return, as I watched her lower her gaze back to my penis once again. My insides were on sexual fire now, as I felt completely helpless. Something so personal in nature, like an erection, was on display for one of my neighbors to look at for as long as she wanted to. Smiling the whole time. What good would covering up now do? I don't think I've ever been so conscious of my arms just hanging straight down. Unable to help. I could almost hear my heartbeat in my ears, it was pounding so hard. Dana made no effort to conceal her enjoyment of checking out my naked body. She was definitely becoming more relaxed. She looked up at me again. Smiled and mouthed what looked like “It's so cute!.....and so small!....and no hair!” I'm not a huge fan of SPH, but I must admit, brief comments and observations such as what Dana said, are arousing to me. And she lit my last emotional boiler with those comments. I wanted to grab my cock so bad, and stroke it like there was no tomorrow! I had to touch myself, so I pretended to have an itch. Dana watched, smiling, as I briefly fondled my erection. Her expression quickly changed, as I looked down just in time to see a large drop of my lubrication break off from a long string connected to the tip of my penis. We both watched as it silently splashed to the white tiled floor. I felt myself turning a deep shade of red. Dana looked up at me, but I had to look away in embarrassment. She then watched, as I shamelessly lifted my right hand and slid my middle finger from under the head of my penis, and up along the slit, collecting as much lubrication as I could. I balanced the liquid mound until I could get it to my right hip. I looked down as I rubbed the slippery stuff into my skin. I did the same with my left hand and hip. Just then, Dr. Jones closed the file and handed it to Dana. “OK. Just tell... hang on a sec.” The doctor reached out and repositioned my penis up against my body, and took one last quick look at the underside of my hard shaft, while Dana watched. “That is a (I forgot the term she said).” She surprised me by taking hold of my erection as she turned to Dana. “Tell Mrs. Black I'll be right in.” Before Dana could leave, Dr. Jones asked me “Are we all set?” I nodded. She said “good”, as she let go of my penis. “We'll see you next year.” When the weather gets nicer, and I'm outside more often, I'll be interested to see if there's more than a hello to be said when Dana walks by with her dog.