THE NAUGHTY DOCTOR: THE COMPLETE SERIES

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Then I saw it. A shiny metal speculum sitting out on the counter by the sink, with a pair of rubber gloves draped over top of it. It looked as if the gloves were put there to obscure the view of the speculum. I studied it from the exam table, and could not imagine that this gleaming instrument would soon be inside my vagina. I shuddered, and wondered what it would feel like to have metal inside me. So I’m sitting on the table in my underwear and my doctor walks in. Behind him comes in a super hot female medical student who is maybe a year older than me at the most. Now mind you, I didn’t look young at all and she was probably used to working with 5 year olds all day. I’m 6’1″ 210 with a full beard. Anyway, she’s got my balls in her hand and I’m kind of a smart ass so I look right into her eyes and say “oh yeah… cradle the balls, stroke the shaft.” She burst out laughing, walked out of the office, and told my mom.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your We go to an urgent care hospital, and as soon as I get some anesthesia I’ve stopped thrashing and they can properly diagnose me. I have a Testicular torsion.[1] in my left testicle. So this doctor and his interns (women, too. Sigh.) come in and the doctor flips my scrubs to reveal the goods. After massaging me for what felt like hours, he stares at my junk for a long time, before telling me that “The consistency is right, you have a nice scrotum kid. Too bad you need to have surgery.” TLDR; Got testicular torsion, had my dad and numerous men massage my genitals, and got compliments from them. Long story short, I did what I always did when I’d get a physical. Strip down and get on the table. Even though the nurse lady didn’t tell me to.(I guess you don’t normally get down to your underwear when you’re older??)To her credit, she was very professional about the whole thing, and made no recognition to the fact that some teenage boy popped a huge boner in her face. I’m sure it was something of a regular occurrence for her, anyways. The door opens and in walks Kelly, who is a probably 6 foot 5 and 240 pounds. I then learns that Kelly’s job is to help spread my butt cheeks apart and hold me still while the doctor cuts out the hemorrhoid. I was about 18 years old, and it had been about a year since I first went to a teen clinic to get birth control pills. The pills they gave me weren’t agreeing with me for many reasons, so I decided I needed to go to a real doctor and get something else (the clinic only had nurse practitioners).

Finally, she walked over to me, and helped me to swing my legs around the stirrups (not in them yet) so I could lie down flat on the exam table. She did the breast exam, and I thought it took forever. I just wanted to get out of there so badly ! I remember her hands all over my breasts, and I had never been naked in front of anyone before, not even my boyfriend … it was terrifying.Had some crazy health problems in college and had to see a cardiologist. So I have to take my top off, as well as any metal jewelry and lay on the table. Weeks before I’d gotten my nipples pierced but just completely forgotten about them (female, btw). So he’s doing the scan or whatever, basically an ultrasound of my heart, and mentions again that jewelry interferes with the scanner–casually trying to get me to take the rings out. So I realize, he politely turns away and I try to remove the captive ball rings. Not even one finger on my nut and I immediately jumped to attention, then came the fireworks. Within a couple of seconds of lying down on that table, I had blown my load. It shot two feet in the air, and popped her all over the glasses and face. home. The family doctor always took our temperatures rectally. He was in his late 50s early 60s so he had some After these pleasantries, I’m lying on the exam table, staring at the ceiling, just waiting for the whole ordeal to end, when she seems to get upset, and readjusts an electrode she just put on me. She then says “Stop distracting me!” I should mention, the room was very cold, and my chest, well- you know what happens. Notice: Copies of your message may remain on this and other systems on internet. Please be respectful.

He then turns to the doctors assistant who was also in the room and says “Can you get Kelly for me?”. Obviously, I’m not thrilled at two people already having peered deeply into my soul from the bottom up, and I’m not really keen on a third observer. The doctor then proceeds to tell me what is about to happen.

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I was dreading going through the examination again, but I really needed different birth control pills. I was especially afraid of having a rectal examination and of the doctor using a metal speculum. At the clinic, they used plastic, and didn’t do a rectal, and that was all I had ever experienced. Something about those metal speculums terrified me then. Maybe they just looked too much like a “tool”. I’m not sure, but I knew I didn’t want one inside me… I’m kind of kinky. Sometimes I’ll go out wearing a butt plug and a pair of my wife’s panties beneath my normal clothing. No one else can tell, but even just the idea is so hot for me. She returned and told me she would give me a prescription for the yeast infection, and it was nothing to worry about. “Let’s do the rest of your exam now” she said. I heard the snap of rubber gloves. I couldn’t imagine how much more there was…I thought she would just look between my legs a bit more, and that would be it. I was wrong. She began by separating my outer lips with both hands, and running her fingers down both sides of my vagina. Surprised again, I spread my legs another inch or so, and she said, “Spread your legs wide for me”. I wanted to die! I could feel myself getting wet now from sheer embarrassment and the heat of that damned light, and I coul not believe this was what a pelivic exam was really like ! How did women do this ? When I thought my legs were spread enough, I stopped again, and this time she put her hands on the insides of my thighs, and slowly pushed them apart until they wouldn’t go any further.

I go to the urgent care center with my father an hour or so later because I needed stitches (this was an unfortunately common occurrence for us for a while in my teens) and instead of the usual wrinkly old doctor that normally sewed me up, I was given over to his new, young, very attractive female medical student.

So she does her thing. Takes some blood, asks me questions about my sexual activities (which at that time were nothing more than solo). The mentally challenged teen duo of Beavis and Butt-Head travel across America in search of their stolen TV. She moved the light close again, and this time the heat from the lamp flooded inside me, through the blades of the speculum I closed my eyes and thought “Take it out” …. and I felt wet again. I could feel her taking the smear, and it was uncomfortable, but the “discomfort” was insignificant compared to the embarrassment of it all. I thought it was finally over when she removed the speculum.