A VISIT TO THE DOCTOR
BY HOOKED 6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)
Copyright January 20, 2000 and December 30,2000 by Hooked 6.
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A VISIT TO THE DOCTOR
BY: Hooked6
The first time I can remember being totally humiliated was
when I was younger. During school one morning, I suddenly
came down with a rather bad pain in my mid-back. I was sent
to the school office, which eventually called my mom. My mom
was sure it was a kidney stone and wanted me to see a kidney
specialist that she knew. Since she was at work, she
arranged to pick me up on her lunch hour and drop me off at
the doctor's office.
When we arrived, the doctor's office was empty except for a
lone medical assistant. My mom explained my problem and even
though we didn't have an appointment inquired whether I
could be seen that day. The young girl explained the office
was closed for lunch until 2:00pm but that I was welcome to
wait until the staff returned. She was sure that something
could be done. My mom filled out the necessary paperwork and
returned to work. She said that she would return to pick me
up later after tying up some loose ends at her job. I took a
seat in the waiting room. I felt weird being in that big
office all by myself.
After a few minutes, the girl spoke up and told me that we
could save time by getting the preliminaries out of the way.
I was ushered into an exam room toward the back of the
building and instructed to remove my clothes as she left the
room. Having had my share of visits to doctor's offices I
knew pretty much what to expect. I took off all my clothes
and underwear and placed them in a pile on the chair in the
room. I turned around expecting to find a gown of some type
on the exam table but I didn't see one. I looked on the
countertop but none was visible. I was about to open a few
drawers when the medical assistant came barging back into
the room. I was stark naked standing in front of this cute
girl all of maybe 20 years old!
"I . . .I didn't see a gown," I said trying to explain my
situation while covering myself. "Oh!" She said matter of
factly. "Well I am not sure where they are kept at this
office. I usually work at our downtown office and I am just
here filling in today. Are you sure there isn't one here?"
she asked. She looked around for a few minutes, opening a
few cabinets as I began to get rather uncomfortable being
naked with her in the room - especially knowing that no one
else was in the building. After a few more minutes of
fruitless searching she said, "Oh well, no matter. I'll ask
one of the other girls when they get back from lunch. In the
meantime, hop up on that table and let's get started. We
have to make the most of our time if you expect to be seen
today as you didn't have an appointment."
I carefully climbed up on the table using my hand to cover
myself. As I sat there she placed a thermometer in my mouth
and reached for the hand that I was using to cover my crotch
and proceeded to lift it up to take my pulse. I quickly
placed my other free hand in my lap. She looked up a brief
second from her watch and smiled at me as if she knew what I
was trying to do. She dutifully recorded her results on a
clipboard then said "I need to get your weight now. Could
you please stand on that scale over there for me please?" I
swallowed hard and carefully went over and stood on the
scale. She had a great view of my naked behind as I climbed
up on the scale platform. She then moved closer and adjusted
the weights on the scale to get an accurate measurement
while I stood there trying to act natural - all the while
keeping my hands crossed in front of me.
After recording my weight she looked down at my hands and
said sweetly, "You don't have to be so shy. I've seen it all
before. I need to obtain your height now, so stand perfectly
straight, please." As I straightened out my posture she
reached over and, grabbing my arms, she placed them at my
side. "There! That's better." She said professionally.
Reaching over me, she adjusted a metal bar that was part of
the scale and recorded my height. Funny, I can still
remember the perfume she was wearing to this day. It's
strange the little things that you recall in such awkward
situations.
After a few more scribbles on her clipboard, she reached
around my waist and instructed, "You can get down now," as
she backed me off the scale and positioned me in the center
of the room. I was really scared and embarrassed. I just
stood there in front of her frozen not knowing what to do. I
didn't want her to think I was a little kid - yet that's
exactly what I felt like. I wanted to be grown up about
this. After all she was a medical professional. I kept
telling myself that this sort of thing happens all the time.
That it was no big deal. Yet she was soooo pretty.
Positioning herself directly in front of me as I continued
to stand there naked, she continued to ask me some basic
questions about my medical history all the while recording
my answers on her clipboard. I did OK until the questions
got a little more personal.
"Do you experience a burning sensation when you pee?" she
asked with a smile. My eyes widened at that question and I
felt my face get flushed when she looked at my penis. I
wanted to run but stood my ground and answered her question.
"Sometimes," I said in a half whisper. She then giggled as
she started to read the next question, "Have you ever
experienced pain or burning when . . ." she paused and
continued looking at the paper for a few seconds before
continuing, "Well, maybe I'll let the doctor ask you these."
It was almost as if SHE was embarrassed by the next
questions on the form.
She as still smiling as she finished up and told me to have
a seat on the exam table. She said she was going to page the
doctor to inquire if there were any tests that might need to
be run while we were waiting. I was left alone in the room.
I was so nervous and so conscious of my body!
After a while I heard a couple of female voices and activity
somewhere out in the outer office. Some staff finally
returning from lunch I thought. The medical assistant
returned to my room and said that the doctor had called back
and would be delayed at the hospital but in the meantime
wanted a urine specimen and a kidney x-ray called an IVP.
She then handed me a specimen cup, grabbed my arm and opened
the exam room door! "I'll escort you to the bathroom," she
said and led me naked down the inner hall past two staff
members going about their business. I couldn't believe I was
being paraded around like this without my clothes in front
of these total strangers - all women! No one said a word but
I could tell that they were stealing glances my way. A red-
headed nurse even stopped what she was doing as I passed by
her work station. I was grateful, however, that the office
was still closed and there were no other patients about!
Upon reaching the bathroom, I quickly entered and closed the
door as the medical assistant stood outside waiting for me.
After filling the specimen cup I found I couldn't just stop
peeing in mid-stream. I quickly aimed my penis into the
toilet bowl and finished urinating. I was really embarrassed
though by the loud splashing sound as my urine hit the water
in the bowl. Normally I wouldn't have given it another
thought but I knew that the cute medical assistant must be
listening to everything. Right on cue, no sooner had I
finished peeing, I heard her ask, "Are you all done?" I felt
about two feet tall at that instant. It sounded like a
question my mother might have asked me when I was a little
boy.
As I opened the door, I was once again led out naked into
the hallway in clear view of now 4 other women of varying
ages who all stopped to take in the sight of this young boy
before them. Knowing so many people were seeing me without
clothes started to make me feel funny down there. My penis
was half-erect as I stood before the office workers. I
thought I was going to die until I heard the assistant, who
was holding onto my arm ask, "Do we have any clean gowns
left? I can't seem to find any for my patient." At last my
shame would be coming to an end I thought.
A older lady responded, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I used the last
one before we went to lunch. I didn't think we would have
another patient before our regular supply delivery at 2
o'clock." There was silence for a few awkward moments until
the assistant finally looked at me empathetically and said,
"Oh, well . . .I tried."
I was then taken to an x-ray room and introduced to Tina,
the x-ray tech. She too looked too young to be doing such an
important job. She was obviously caught off guard when the
medical assistant walked in on her with me in tow because
when she turned around and saw me, she gasped and said with
a surprised tone, "Why, uh, hello there!" The assistant
informed Tina what the doctor had ordered as the technician
looked me up and down. Tina then explained to me,
occasionally giggling during the process, that the IVP
kidney x-ray would take about an hour. She would be giving
me an injection of some kind of x-ray dye in a vein in my
arm and then basically take pictures of my abdomen every 10
to 15 minutes or so until the test was done. I would have to
lie very still on the table the whole time. I felt really
uneasy being left with Tina as I clearly felt that she was
enjoying her newfound opportunity.
She put me on the table and placed my hands at my side.
Standing next to me about the level of my hip, she placed a
tourniquet on my arm. I was still fighting the urge to get
aroused as she leaned over me to look for a vein. As she did
this I could clearly see down her blouse and had a good view
of her bra! THAT didn't help matters I can tell you! My cock
twitched a bit and at the same time Tina said, "Very nice!"
I thought she was teasing me about my penis but she
continued, "Very nice veins. This needle stick shouldn't
hurt at all." She injected the dye and went behind a
partition and took the first picture. Returning she
instructed, "Now you lie perfectly still until it's time for
the next picture, OK?"
Lying on the table exposed as I was, all sorts of thoughts
entered my mind. I couldn't help wondering what the girls
had thought about my body. Were they secretly making fun of
me? Just then another girl open the door and came into the
room with a tray of Styrofoam cups and asked, "Want some
coffee Tina?" The girl and Tina stood at the door facing me
talking quietly. I couldn't make out exactly what they were
saying. Soon they were joined by the medical assistant that
first took care of me. The three of them continued their
chatting.
My mind continued to wander. What where they talking about?
I carefully looked down at my penis but was admonished by
Tina not to move. The fact that she saw me so quickly
confirmed that they MUST have all been looking at me. Being
naked on the table in front of those girls with nothing to
do and my thoughts focused on my body was too much for me. I
started to get erect. I tried and tried not to have that
happen but it was of no use. Eventually it was pointing
straight at my belly button. I wanted to die!
Soon it was time for the next picture. Tina was all smiles
as she placed another film cassette in the tray under the
table. Her face was inches from my most private part! Why
did I have to get an erection now?! Maybe it was my
imagination but I could have sworn that Tina was having
trouble putting the cassette in the tray on purpose so she
could get a prolonged view of my body - or maybe it was just
to embarrass me more! The routine continued for another 4
images. By then I was able to relax a little and my erection
had subsided. Finally Tina announced I was through! I was
never so glad to get out of a room in all my life. The
medical assistant led me back toward my original exam room.
As she did so, I could hear the sounds of many people
talking out front. The office must have reopened I thought!
I prayed that nobody else would see me!
Just then a nurse rounded the corner escorting an old lady
down the hall away from me. It was Mrs. Johnson, a neighbor
of mine who lived down the street! I silently prayed,
"PLEASE don't let her see me! PLEASE! Don't let her turn
around." Mrs. Johnson had always made me feel uncomfortable.
She used to give me hugs and plant kisses on my cheeks when
I was little telling me how CUTE I was and kept it up long
after I thought she should have. Though it had been a while
since she did that, I would just die if SHE saw me this way!
Things must have been out of whack in the universe that day
because my medical assistant chose that moment to call out
to the nurse asking, "Did we get any more gowns yet?" To my
horror both the nurse AND Mrs. Johnson turned around. The
nurse replied regretfully, "Not yet. Anytime now I should
think. The deliveryman must be running a little late today."
Mrs. Johnson squinted her eyes and carefully looked down the
hall towards me.
"TIMMY CARTER? Is that you, Timmy?" Mrs. Johnson asked, half
surprised to see me there. Before I could react Mrs. Johnson
came running down the hall and gave me one of her infamous
hugs and greeted me with a long kiss on the cheek. She then
pushed me out away from her saying as if she hadn't seen
some long lost relative in years, "Let me get a good look at
you." She carefully looked me up and down and then playfully
remarked, "My, my, Timmy! You certainly have grown up
haven't you?" Then turning to the nurse continued, "He's
certainly turning out to be a fine young man, isn't he
girls?" The nurse, as if given an invitation, took the
opportunity to study me further. I lowered my head and
looked toward the floor. I must have been beet red in the
face. The medical assistant giggled a bit as my neighbor
continued, "Why, it won't be long and all the girls will
want to cuddle up with him!" At that everyone laughed. I was
sooooo humiliated! I hated that old woman. Here I was naked,
trapped in front of everyone in a semi-public place and I
just knew that old lady was overjoyed at her good fortune. I
was sure I would NEVER her the end of this. Fortunately the
nurse broke our little reunion up and led Mrs. Johnson away.
I was then taken to my room and told to wait for the doctor.
After a few minutes in the relative safety of my room, I
calmed down. It was then I heard the familiar voice of my
medical assistant explaining everything that had been done
to me to someone outside the door. I figured she was talking
to the doctor, that is until I heard my MOM'S voice asking
if she could be with me! They weren't going to let her in
here with me like this were they?!
I didn't have to wait long for an answer. The door clicked
open just a crack and then it stopped. The medical assistant
said to my mom outside the door, "Well, it might be a bit
awkward. You see, we were out of gowns when he came in and
he doesn't have anything on right now. Are you sure you
wouldn't rather wait for him out front until the doctor has
seen him?" I was beginning to develop some respect that
assistant despite all that I had been through. To my horror,
however, I heard my mom say, "Oh for heaven's sake, I'm his
mother! It's perfectly all right. He won't mind a bit."
With that my mom pushed the door open and barged into the
room.
"There you are son," My mom said. "Are you still having
pain, dear?" I just sighed deeply. I was really mortified
now. My mom hadn't seen me like this in years. My mom took
my sigh as an indication that I wasn't feeling well and came
up to me and gave me a big affectionate hug as if to offer
some comfort in my hour of need. Unless you have experienced
this, you can never how what it feels like to get a loving
hug from your own mother while you sit there naked in front
of her. As usual my mother felt the need to offer parental
advice. "Sit up straight, son. Don't slouch," she said. Then
she looked me over as if she just noticed that I was naked
for the first time. Just like Mrs. Johnson before her, my
mom then commented, "Gee son, you are getting quite big
aren't you. You're turning out just like your father." I
wasn't sure what she meant by that but took it as a
reference to my privates. I got really embarrassed! I am not
sure why but my mom must not have known what to say next
because she offered another stupid comment that really
embarrassed me. She said, "I just hope you had on clean
underwear today." I just shook my head and said, "Awww,
mom!"
Just then the door opened and a middle-aged lady in a white
coat entered the room holding a clipboard with my papers on
it. "Hello, I'm Dr. Fienstein," she said as she closed the
door. It was a lady doctor! I had just assumed that when I
saw "Dr. M. Feinstein, Urologist" on the sign out front that
it was a man! I thought the "M" was for Mike. I never
dreamed it was for Mary!
The doctor looked over my papers and asked my mom a few
questions. Then there was a knock on the door. It was Tina.
"Here are his x-rays, Doctor," she said as she hung each
film on the row of view boxes that lined the wall opposite
me. Sitting naked in front of my mom was bad, but I was
really humiliated when Tina flipped the switch that lit up
the films for all to see. I'm no medical specialist and
neither is my mom but EVEN WE could see my boner sticking
straight up on the films!! I felt two inches tall! My mom
looked at me and said admonishingly, "Oh, Son!" She turned
to the doctor and said, "He's just like his father!"
After listening to my chest, the doctor had me lay down on
the table and proceeded to examine me. I was really
uncomfortable when she examined my privates but fortunately
I was able to control myself and not become aroused. I think
I was too terrified to have that happen.
The doctor then had me sit up and explained that my x-rays
didn't show a kidney stone and she thought I had a bad
urinary tract infection. She told us that it was quite
common for girls but that it was somewhat rare for boys my
age. I listened intently as I was growing somewhat concerned
that I might have a serious problem. The doctor then pulled
up a stool and sat in front of me with her head not much
higher than my lap. "Young man, you have a problem. I think
you have an infection and I need to try and ascertain how
you got it. It might be something simple or maybe not. I
need to ask a few questions to make sure I get to the bottom
of this. I need you to be honest with me so I know if I have
to do any more tests or not. Will you do that for me?" I
shook my head affirmatively.
"Good. Now then, have you ever had sex before?" My mouth
dropped and I immediately answered with a firm "NO!" I saw
that my mom had a look on her face that warned me that this
was serious business! "Are you telling me the truth?" the
doctor asked. I reiterated my answer, "Absolutely!" I said
with conviction. The doctor shook her head in agreement
trusting my answer. "I thought you might be kind of young
for that," she said, "but these days you never know about
such things and it's best to be sure."
"Well then, do you masturbate? And if so how often and HOW
do you do it?" I looked at her with a puzzled look as I had
no idea what that word meant. The doctor realized my
confusion and continued, "Let me rephrase that. Do you ever
play with yourself? With your penis I mean?" My heart
started beating rapidly and I trembled in fear. How did she
know? I wondered to myself. I sat there silently as my mom
gave me a scornful look. It was as though she was suddenly
disappointed in me. "ANSWER HER!" my mom shouted at me. The
doctor turned toward my mom and motioned with her hand to
calm down. She then turned to me and with a very calm,
reassuring voice said, "I know it must be difficult to
answer these questions but I really do need to know. Do you
play with your penis and if so do you do it often?" I still
sat quietly. "It's OK." She said, "I know that most boys
your age play with themselves sometimes. It OK to tell me.
I'm a doctor and I need to know in order to be sure that I'm
doing the right thing to help you."
I swallowed hard and looking at my mom one more time I
whispered, "Well, sometimes I do." The doctored smiled and
then asked, "Do you do it often?" Again I just sat there.
The doctor leaned forward and said, "Just whisper in my ear
how often." Grateful for the opportunity I leaned over and
cupping my hand over the doctor's ear to keep my mom from
hearing I told her. The doctor sat back in her chair and
said increduously, "Really?!" Then looking at my mom she
resumed her questioning. "Now young man this is most
important. When you play with your penis what do you do?"
I couldn't believe I had to answer that question. I again
just sat there. In an effort to speed things up the doctor
asked, "Do you use anything to make your penis, well, you
know, slippery." I shook my head yes.
"What exactly do you use, young man?" I wanted to cry but
did my best not to. "Whatever I can find" I replied. The
doctor shook her head as if she understood and said, "I
think that's the problem." My mom stepped closer and said
"What do you mean?"
The doctor got very clinical then and said, "Well your son
has a propensity to masturbate way too often and most
probably uses the most inappropriate substances to
facilitate his pleasure. Bacteria can grow in the most
unsuspecting places and probably in whatever goop he has
been using. I'm sure that's the cause of his infection. If
he continues to use God-knows-what on his penis there's no
guarantee this won't happen again - especially if he does it
as often as he does. I'll give you a prescription to fill
that should take care of his problem. If he doesn't get
better bring him in again." With that the doctor left.
No sooner had the doctor gone than my mom grabbed my arm and
chastised me. "Just wait until I get you home young man.
There will be some changes that's for sure! You have no
idea!"