Specialist Examination Plus Some - Part 2

The PA stopped for only a brief moment and then said I was her finally patient before her lunch break and she had the time to spare to examine me a little more than the usual examination. She pulled out the bed extension for me to rest my legs on, however it felt like to me it only went as far as my knees. My ankles were feeling the pain of my feet being extended that far from the end of the table. She asked if that would be an issue with me and I told her I prefer a complete and thorough examination any time I go to the doctors. I also stated I was shocked so many of my appointments are the doctor sitting in their chair, I sit in another chair and we just discus my medical concerns and they send me on my way, no hands on, no palpations, no stethoscope,no physical contact whatsoever. She told me that unfortunately the new way of doing exams has changed with this new health insurance mandate to see as many people as one can, in order to finally break even with the way insurance pays the doctors.

She went on to tell me that much of her work as a urologist is listening to the patient describe their symptoms and concerns. Without surgery or other evasive procedures that are reserved for highly trained teams, she was left with only a few hands-on tests she could do to her patients. She then  reached down to my abdomen and started to palpate me telling me she was looking for signs of gallbladder, kidney and bladder issues that are sometimes palpable when there is an issue that needs to be addressed by other specialist or surgeons. She then reaches under my testicle and says she likes to test for hernias while that patient is firstlaying down, then while they are standing. It gives her the best conditions to compare the two for any known signs that there is an issue worth investigating. She massages my testicle a bit then presses up into the inguinal canal. She pokes around a bit, then looks at my face as she sweeps around a bit more, she asks if I hurt anywhere, that she is pressing. I tell her its only mildlydiscomfortable. She then goes around the foot of the bed and repeats the process on the other side. She then instructs me to stand up as she pushed the leg extender portion back into the table. The stirrups are still out and to the side of the table.

She has me stand on the floor and spread my feet more than shoulder width apart. She sits on her padded stool on wheels and comes in closer. She reaches in and repeats the same procedure, only this time my right testicle is trying to hide form her. She pushes back and looks intently at my penis and scrotum. I can see she is comparing the right vs the left side. She then asksif I know my right testicle rides up and into my body, and asked if that hurt when it happens. I tell her I have noticed my right testicle is often higher and there is no pain associated with it. She comes back in closer and grabs a hold of it and tries to pull it down, asking me to tell her if it hurts when she does that. She releases the testicle, and it again moves back up a little. Sherepeats the grab and pull a few more times, then starts to massage the testicle between her thumb and two fingers. I start to feel an erection coming on. I start thinking of different things to get it to go down and stay down. She is not helping the matter.

She says she will try the other side and tests for a hernia on that side. She finds something that is concerning to her and makes anaudible noise. I am now concerned because it didn’t seem like a good grunting noise. She goes back in for more palpations and tugging, my penis is about to erupt in to full fledge erection mode. She then reaches up and grabs both testicles, one in each hand, and begins to massage them between her thumbs and fingers. That is it, no stopping this erection now! She stops her left hand on my right testicle, and reaches more into the inguinal canal on my left side, and boom, she struck a nerve of some kind because it hurt like hell. I yelled a bit instead of grunting or breathing out loudly. My oncoming erection subsides and deflates instantly. She stops and asked what just happened, did she hurt me. I said whatever she just touched on my left side scrotum hurt so much. She grabbed a mini flashlight out of the counter drawer and tested it. She said she was going to place the tip of the flashlight behind my scrotum to shine the light through to see if there was a blockage or other concern she should address. Sheattempted but said it was too bright in the room. She rolled over and pulled the window shade down a few more inches but that wasn’t enough. She stood up, walked over to the door area and turned off the lights in the room. Just then there was a light knock on the door. The PA opens the door and I can hear faint whispers that last all of about ten seconds. The room fills with light from the hallway.

The PA walks into the room from the short hallway and tells me she has asked the assistant to come in and take notes for her while she takes a better look. She follows up with “I hope you don’t mind”. I can now see the young lady wearing medical scrubs I saw minutes ago calling people back  for their appointments. She was the one who called out Jill’s name. I stand there in the darkened room completely naked and the young medical assistant looks at me then walks over to the desk and picks up a notepad to take notes. The PA goes back in with the flashlight and explains what she found and what she is now looking for to the assistant. I am no longer a part of the discussion, until the PA asks if she had made me feel the same pain as before. I tell her no similar pain yet. The assistant then informs us that she was about three feet from the exam room door when she heard the noiseand wasn’t sure if it came form this room. I tell her that it was me that yelled, and I was sorry to startle anyone.

The PA then says she will try again, and in advance apologizes for having to do it to me again. She quickly found it and could tellby my jerking motion that she found it. She holds fast onto whatever she has in her grasp and tries to get the light behind my testicle, but the light keeps falling from her grasp as her hands are backwards. She should use the light in her other hand, but she doesn’t want to let go, and she wants to finish to alleviate my pains. The assistant steps forward and offers to help. The PA tellsher to place the light behind my testicle and shine it through. The assistant has to maneuver around a bit and finally was able to get into a position to help the PA. The PA releases my scrotum and takes the light form the assistant. The assistant goes to stand up and almost falls forward and onto me, when she jolts herself back and she crashes into the half-extended stirrup on theexamination table.

The PA walks over to the light switch and turns on the lights. They glow softly for a bit and she announces there must be something wrong because these lights now takes a few minutes to warm up before they are fully bright. The assistant goes back to her notepad at the desk and picks it up. She then inquires to the need for the stirrups for male patients. The PA explains her previous patient was female and the stirrups refuse to go back into place. The assistant says she can help and ries her best to get them into place, but they refuse to stay locked in place. I still stand naked in the room with two clothed females. The PA says to not bother right now, she wants to finish up my exam. The assistant goes back to the desk, the stirrups are now out further than they were when she started to try putting them away. The PA lowers the head of the table to almost flat and asks me to rest my elbows on the table for her to perform a prostate check. She gloves up and the assistant is ready with the tube of KY Jelly. As I bend over the PA reaches in and does her thing. She is palpating for a bit longer than normal and asks if I have any issues with bowel movements or urine releasing when I pee. I admit I have noticed a little bit of an issue trying to get my bladder empty and the stream isn’t as strong as it once was. The lights are now to full power in the room.

The PA asks the assistant to write down something as she withdraws her finger. The PA hands me a box of tissues as I hear the assistant ask the PA if having the patient in lithotomy position might help diagnose a little better. The PA questions her and theassistant informs her of the angle might better be suited for a better examination of the prostate. I finished wiping the jelly from my rectum area and turn facing the women who are discussing things as if in code to not let the patient know what is going on.

The PA then turns to me and informs me they want to try something radical and different and asked if I would be interested in laying back down and repeating the prostate exam. I agree and step to the side and pull out the leg extension, hoping I will get it out further than before. As it comes out I can sense something is caught, I push it back in and jerk it out, it flies out and is the longest examination table I have ever seen. The PA reaches the table and pushes it back in a bit when one of the stirrups almostretracks all by itself. She tells me we don’t need the leg extension for this exam as I begin to lay on the table. She tells me they are going to use the stirrups after all. She offers up that women are subjected to the stirrups at most of their exams and it should not be much different for me.

She tries to get the stirrup in place, and it will not stay put. The assistant comes in to work the other side. She tugs on the stirrup and something inside the table makes a loud metallic sound. The assistant’s stirrup almost reseats itself back int to the table this time. The PA stretches out her side stirrup and it clicks into place. The assistant does the same thing, and it plops into place. They both look at each other and wonder what is going on with this examination table today? They each grab a heel and help my legs up and into the cradle of the stirrups. The assistant goes back to the desk and is ready for notes when the PA tells me I will need to open my knees to the side, as far as they can go. She walks into place and sits on the padded stool. She gloves up and the assistant applies more jelly on her finger. She examines my prostate one more time calling out left lobe and right lobe instructions to the assistant. She seems like she is searching for something, when her other hand comes up and presses on my lower belly. Without a view of what is going on I jumped when she touched me. She asked if I was in pain, I reply it was not expected to feel something on my belly. She apologizes and says her female patients are usually resting with their heads higher up so they can see what is going on.

The assistant comes to the side of the bed and presses the lever to raise the head section. As the bed raises up another metallic noise is heard coming from the bed. The two women look at each other. The assistant says she bets there is a problem with the stirrup section under the bed and she will have maintenance come take a look at it. This happens while the PA still has her finger in my anus and she is still stroking away at my prostate. She then asks if I would mind if the assistant could palpate my prostate for a second opinion. I agree, but instantly know I should not have because my erection comes back even stronger than before. I am sitting up on this exam table with my legs wide open by force of the stirrups. And my mind instantly goes to the thought ofthis young beautiful assistant having her way with me in this position. The assistant gloves up and applies a small bit of jelly to her two fingers. I saw what she did and it looked like it was on purpose that she lubricated two of her fingers. The PA steps out of the way and offers her stool to the assistant. The assistant says she doesn’t need it and presses her fingers into my rectum. She moves her fingers around and looks at my face. I can see my ever growing erection is mere inches form her chin and she is smiling at me. She reaches up and presses on my lower tummy with her free hand and I can tell her sweeping motion is much more pronounced than what the PA was doing.

The assistant looks down and sees my erection just below her chin and backs up a little bit. She removes her fingers from my anus but keeps her hand on my tummy. I can now feel a finger touch my perinium area as her middle finger goes back into my rectum. Her hand on my tummy begins to move around. My erection is full blown hard as a rock. I look at the PA who has her side facing me while she is looking at her computer screen. She is not watching what is going on. I look at the assistant, who asks the doctor if she knew of the latest release. The PA looks at me, then at the assistant. The assistant stops moving her rectal finger, but gently massages my tummy without pressing down. The PA says she was unaware of the last release, so she asks me if I can recall the last time I had ejaculated. I am looking right into the eyes of the assistant, and tell her it was two days ago. The assistant says that she was wrong in her thinking and goes back to moving her internal finger around. There is a loud knock at the door. The PA goes down the hallway and answers the door. We can hear the discussion, they are not whispering and they are not talking about me.

The assistant looks at my erection, then at me. She gives me that look, while moving her lower jaw to the side. I look back at her quizzically and she motions again with a head nod and a look at my erection. The discussion at the door continues. The assistant releases my tummy and grabs my erection, and pushes her lips together if to say shush. I go to grab her hand as she jerks it up my shaft then down the shaft. Her finger wiggles in my rectal cavity as the perinium finger presses up, then releases. She jerks my penis again and I begin to convulse as my ejaculation takes over. The assistant tries to hold on but her internal finger slips out as she strokes me one more time. Somehow I was able to not grunt as the discussion at the door continues. The nurse smiles and inserts her finger one more time. She sweeps around a bit and presses on the prostate hard. She looks at me and says her ex-boyfriend loved that maneuver and she kind of misses doing it too him. She asks if I am okay as my belly and chest are covered with my ejaculation.

She reaches over to the counter and grabs the tissues and gives them to me. She grabs her notepad as the discussion at the door comes to an end. She quickly approaches the hallway section and grabs the privacy curtain and yanks it closed as she meets the PA at the door as it closes with a click. The assistant says that I am getting dressed and they should go out in the hall to discuss their findings. I take the hint and clean myself up. I am now super horny and want to do it again. I have too!!

I finish what I can and toss away the tissues. I go to grab my clothes and cant help but think I am not going to get the chance to release soon. My erection is demanding attention. The door opens up and I hear the PA tell me to open the door when I am ready for her to come back in as she closes the door with that familiar click. That’s when I make the decision to release in her office one more time. One look at the exam table in its configuration and the vivid memory of what just happened is all it takes. I start stroking as fast as I can, it wants more. I cannot give it what it wants so I increase the pace. The image of Jill being spread in the same position I was just in I wonder if she too climaxed on the table. I step into the middle of the stirrups and pump away, pretending Jill is there. She is willing and ready to accept me as I pump my fist back and forth. Hey, this is my fantasy! I pump a few more times and explode once again onto the paper covering the exam table. My knees buckle and I almost fall to the ground. I am now spent. I need a nap. That is how good I feel at this moment. I know I don’t have long so I clean myself up a little with the tissues and pull the white paper from the table. I don’t need evidence like that laying around. I get dressed and crack open the door and have a seat in the chair next to the desk.

About a minute later the PA comes back into the room asking if I was dressed as she steps behind the privacy screen that was still in place. She suits at her desk with the assistant’s notepad. She goes on to tell me that the lump she found on my left side was worrisome and she wants me to go downstairs for an ultrasound before I leave. She said she just spoke on the phone with the technician, and she is waiting for me as we speak. It shouldn’t take long and hoped I would be able to get the scan done today. She promised a call later that day with the results of the ultrasound. She then informs me the assistant was asked to perform the rectal exam because she had also felt a lump on the same side as the lump in my testicle. She said they are not related, but it was odd to find both lumps on the left side. The assistant confirmed the lump but thought it was a blockage from my lack of ejaculations. However, with my last one being two days ago the assistant was incorrect in her thinking. The PA then informs me the assistant told her that I had ejaculated while the assistant palpated my prostate. I must have turned four shades of red with embarrassment. The PA offered up that it can and does happen from time to time and I shouldn’t be embarrassed or ashamed. She then said it was normal and healthy for men my age to ejaculate often to keep things healthy down there. She also told me that after my ejaculation the assistant tested the same spot again thinking it would have gone away with ejaculation, so it was kind of good to do so because the assistant did not feel any difference pre or post ejaculation. Further proving the assistant’s thoughts were incorrect. This was actually a good thing because it rules out a few other ideas. The PA said she wanted to see me in 2 months for another prostate exam and asked me to try to ejaculate at least once per day until then.