Intimate Exams At The Doctors

Most of my doctors are women so I'm usually examined by the opposite gender. It has never made any difference to me.

 

I always ask for a second opinion

 

I prefer a woman

 

I have a story...

 

You wouldn't believe it.

 

Prefer women but have had both.

 

Gender is not important.
They just need to be professional and good at what they do.

 

When I burned my penis all of the doctors made jokes. The women doctors wanted to take pictures and made jokes. And a male doctor made a joke to a female nurse and she laughed. But there was one female who bathed me who didn't laugh and one male who pulled the skin back on my penis with a tweezers who didn't laugh. So I don't know.

 

Would I be out of line if I asked you how you burned your . . . self?

 

Oh, no. I had a school desk, the kind that are pretty hard to get out of once you sit down. And a laptop in front of me. Well, I'd just boiled tea and set it down on the desk in front of the laptop, and then sat down in the desk. It was the morning and I was still in my boxers. Then I did the stupidest thing, which was to pull the laptop towards me, which caused the whole cup of just boiled tea to fall into my lap. I got second degree burns. But I didn't freak out or anything. My girlfriend at the time thought it was pretty funny. I didn't know if I was going to die or what. I have recovered, somewhat, if one ever recovers from such trauma. But I mean, to look at my penis you probably couldn't tell it happened. I also had all these little yellow bubbles of skin all down my legs, which were boils from the burning, but I was like, "Did I pee myself?" Then it turned out they were little bubbles. And a big sheath of skin was hanging off my penis, just sheared right off from the heat. At first I went to a doctor and he was like, "You have to see some burn specialists." He tried to pull the sheath back on with a tweezers. Then I went to the burn center and they did this whole graft thing with some weird kind of bandage. I had to sit in bed with no pants on for two weeks.

 

I'm giving up tea. But now every time I don't have tea, I'm going to think of you. That's just great. That really burns me.

 

My personal doctor is a older Chinese man. Dr. Tan. he's really Good, sometimes he annoys me because I want the codeine but he tries and sells me the good eating nature perspective and I have to say yeah sure, but can I have some codeine just in case?

Anyway over the years now, he's got to know my body. It doesn't bother me. My wife also sees him, I think she got over the whole thing when she had that breast scare. Basically several dudes touched her. I guess before that she mostly saw a female doctor. My first actual.. check was with a male.

I guess I'm more anxious about all being in order down there.

 

This Happened To A Friend Of Mine A Few Years Back......Rang Me To Say He Was On His Way To

Sydney To The Burns Unit......Turns Out He Offered To Cook His Boyfriend Breakfast And Serve It

In Bed......Tipped The Frypan And Spilt Fat All Over His Dick......He Was So "Deadpan"..(no pun intended)

In Telling Me It Was All I Could Do To Stop Myself From Laughing.......6 Months Later At A Party I Asked

Was He Left With Any Scarring......And Suggested He "Flop It Out"...For Visual Inspection.......

I Don't Think Iv'e Seen A Guy Go So Red......But He Did.....And There Was Some Red And Blue

Marks.....



Cheers Glen.

 

It surprisingly doesn't hurt that badly. I didn't cry or anything. I can't remember too much pain. It's the shock that doesn't seem to go away. Like, if you think about it, it feels like having cold water (or in this case boiling water I guess) thrown on you. Sometimes if I think about it I can still feel a pang of shock.

 

I prefer a woman doctor for a prostate exam. Smaller fingers.

 

I thought I had a bladder infection and went to urgent care on Christmas Eve. The doc was female, young, and not unattractive. I noticed that she was very conscientious not to poke me too close to the groin when testing for tenderness of the abdomen. I thought that was really nice. I told her "lower". Not to be inappropriate in any way, but rather because the pressure I had been experiencing prior to my visit was in fact a little bit lower than where she was pressing. So she pressed lower and I told her that no it didn't hurt there. I was a little surprised actually because that was where it hurt earlier. Anyway, that's as close to intimate it's come in recent memory.

 

For me
Same gender
Very traditional am I

 

My lady doctor was training a new PA and I have to admit I like my prostrate touched/ massaged so it was that time of the year and I was asked if the PA could be in there with the Doctor and I said it was ok. I bent over for my Doctor and was surprised when she asked if the PA could feel also so she could get some on the job training. Might as well say I didn’t mind the sticky lube at all. Both of them are very attractive and I might have had a slight erection from the exam.

 

Prostate exams: First, I never thought that the "digital" in "digital rectal exam" might have nothing to do with computers! The first two times I could tell the guy was no more thrilled about the real nature of the exam than I was. Before the third time a young woman came in and began asking questions and filling out a form. She was so pretty, also from her followup questions, obviously smart and knowledgeable. And she was so pretty. As she started to leave, it seemed the appointment was over, so I asked if the doctor would be coming. I explained that the first time the man took like 1-1/2 seconds, dab and jab, and the second guy just looked at the chart, so I'd still not had a real exam. She apologized and said, "Well, let's do it," and began pulling on a latex glove! My God, she's a physicians assistant or whatever, and she's going to have me take my pants down, lean me over the table half-naked, with my business hanging down, grease my hole,poke her finger in, and feel all around. "Uh, er, well, but, oh, " I said, intelligently, while she just grinned. Finally I found words for my stumbling block: "I might, uh, react." She replied casually, "It happens." With that permission, I dropped my drawers in front of her, leaned over, etc. etc. She had the nicest hands, gentle and thorough. Oh, as she headed to her stand-up desk while I pulled up my pants, she snuck a peek, to see if I'd, uh, reacted? Beautiful. Yes, a woman doctor from now on, and at that place, surely her.