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Please Remove Your Underwear

By: AceStroker



Embarrassment is a part of life, and so is getting a physical. For most of us the former usually happens as a result of the latter. When the exam is watched by members of both sexes, not only is the embarrassment multiplied, but unwanted sexuality sneaks its way into the non-sexual, clinical exam room. For the patient on display and those watching his nakedness, this erotic combination of unwanted exhibitionism and unavoidable voyeurism inevitably leads to clear sexual interest and arousal, even though everyone pretends nothing sexual ever happens at the doctor's office. 

She was a brisk, assertive woman; both by her stern looks and swift demeanor: one of those people who was clearly in charge the second she entered the room. With her piercing green eyes this shapely, middle-aged woman had a very fixed and daunting gaze that could conquer the bravest of souls whenever she wished. She seemed to naturally enjoy ordering others about, and got a kick out of how easily she could make even the most defiant of subjects buckle to her demands. And with the title of "Doctor" in front of her name she was in absolute control in her examination room. She made the most of it.

In her exam room stood a dozen hesitant young men from the local college, all with athletic builds and in the prime of life, waiting to get their mandatory physicals from her. She had already directed them to strip down to just their underwear in the adjoining changing room, then enter the main examination room. Once assembled in this state of undress they were ordered to line up alphabetically with their backs to the wall. As several of the modest ones tried to cover their groins with their hands, she told them all to stand with arms to the sides, stripping them of any remaining modesty. The quickness of her orders showed this was going to be a rapid, assembly line operation. With the commanding way she barked out her orders, the young men quickly complied with whatever she said, even if they were ashamed to.

Only when her victims were assembled in a line against the wall, with male bulges prominently facing forward, did she spring her surprise on them. She opened the door and called for one of the medical receptionists to come in from the front desk. An attractive young brunette of about twenty years of age entered the room. She stopped suddenly at the door with wide eyes, overwhelmed at the unexpected sight of twelve young men standing in just their underwear. There was a lot of bare male flesh in front of her, and little of anything else. She was hired to work the front desk, but her role inside the exam room would prove quite different from anything she imagined. After taking an unavoidable and substantial gawk at the scantily clad guys in front of her, the wide-eyed brunette nervously took a seat right next to the doctor. She had the best seat in the house. 

As she sat down, the dozen young men realized to their horror that this cute young office worker would be present to observe each one of their physicals, including the genital exam. Some of them hoped in vain that she was at least some kind of medical professional. But she was in fact nothing more than an office aid who did clerical work. She served absolutely no function in that room other than to just be there and watch as they got naked. As all males who have had a female present during their physicals can attest to, she wouldn't pretend to read a magazine, or look at some chart, or turn her head away to give them privacy. She would take full advantage of the opportunity to view all these men in their briefs and birthday suits. They would soon find she was quite the eager gawker, who clearly enjoyed this very rare chance to see the genitals of a dozen different males, one after another.

With the pretty chaperone taking a seat right beside the doctor, her eyes again scanned the twelve young men, and took note of their crotches and bulges. She was clearly overwhelmed by the amount of boy nudity right in front of her. Only their crotches were covered, by tight undies which prominently displayed the contours of a dozen male packages. There was no way any of them could hide it. After giving her a few moments to collect herself, the doctor barked out crisply, "Brian Allen. You're first. Stand in front of me." 

The group being assembled alphabetically, the guy on the far right did as she commanded and stood before her. Her methods for examination were unorthodox, as she kept the patient standing the entire time. There was no table for him to lie upon. In this vulnerable position his crotch was at eye level for the doctor and chaperone the entire time. Without the modesty of a gown, his bulge was always very prevalent.

Her examination of the head and upper torso was cursory at best. Having been giving physicals to males for many years now, she was so practiced at the sequences that she gave her orders in a terse and mechanical way. "Step forward. Raise your arms. Take a deep breath. Open your mouth. Squat. Stand up. Slip down your underwear. Turn your head and cough."

Yes, that part of the exam came quickly enough, and poor Brian Allen was ordered to drop his drawers. He was reluctant to show his penis to these two women who were already staring expectantly at his crotch. Noticing his hesitation, she quickly barked out her order again. Slowly he complied, and his underwear slipped uselessly down past his knees to the floor, exposing everything he had to the two ladies. The eleven guys behind him started to let out a few laughs and whistles as his fleshy bare butt became exposed. But they just as quickly checked themselves - they realized this same exact thing would be happening to them soon as well.

The two women, the stern faced doctor and her young brunette receptionist, both had the pleasure of seeing this young man's genitals right there before them, a mere foot away from their faces. The doctor, quite used to this sort of thing, gave a subtle smirk of satisfaction. It's quite the power trip for any woman to merely ask a young man to pull down his underpants, and against his will he does this embarrassing act obediently, exposing himself to all in the room. The receptionist, never having witnessed a male exam before, blushed and stared wide-eyed at the flaccid anatomy before her. The difference in these two women's reactions was noticeable. For one it was a matter-of-fact power trip she had done and enjoyed thousands of times before. But for the other it was a rare chance to see a subservient male drop his drawers for a doctor, and a close-up view of the male anatomy not normally afforded her.

While she sailed through the first part of the exam, the doctor chose to be much more thorough with this embarrassing part. She started off with a very long visual examination of his genitals that lasted a good thirty seconds. Both women's eyes were fixed on his genitals the entire time. His face was red. After a brief feel of his pubic hair, she grabbed one of his nuts and began rolling it around in her fingers. He gave a slight gasp at the pleasant sensation, and the chaperone's eyes widened with interest. The doctor spent well over a minute feeling his testicle, sure not to miss anything. Then she moved onto the other one and repeated the lengthy process. An inspection of the scrotal skin itself was then done, his penis and balls bouncing around as she did so. 

Being nude in front of two attractive females who are blatantly staring, coupled with the prolonged physical contact of a woman's fingers on his scrotum, inevitably his soft penis began to engorge, much to his chagrin and their delight. There was absolutely nothing he could do to keep this from happening. Upon watching the penis grow to full erection, the doctor chuckled inwardly at how many thousands of unwilling penises she had intentionally caused to erect during her exams, and how many different females had been in the room to witness the transformation. She liked showing them off to the ladies. The receptionist, never having witnessed an erection at a genital exam, stared even more intently as his penis rose to full attention. When she had taken this job, she did so without realizing she'd have this added bonus in her job description. She couldn't believe her good fortune.

The doctor having felt the poor guy's entire scrotum for a very lengthy time, she then took the base of his now fully engorged penis in her hand and began to palpate it, slowly working her way up the stiff shaft to its tip, seemingly in no hurry. After about thirty seconds of this fondling she examined the head, and pulled open the urethra to look down into it. The chaperone was surprised to see a bit of clear sticky fluid beginning to leak out. The doctor expected this. Her fingers then slowly palpated their way back down his erect shaft, just as slowly as the first time. Then she stuck her finger once on each side of his groin and had him turn his head and cough. The young lady looked on at this part with a smile of satisfaction. All girls have heard about the turn your head and cough part of a guy's exam, but actually getting to witness this secret ritual for the first time was quite exciting for her.

After manipulating his genitals for a good three minutes, the doctor finally took her hand away from the poor guy's extremely aroused organ. She looked him in the eye for a moment, almost in triumph, before barking out her next order, "Turn around."

Undergoing such a thorough genital exam by a lady doctor while a cute and very attentive receptionist eagerly looked on was embarrassing enough. At least he had his back turned to the eleven guys behind him during this part. But now the doctor was asking him to turn around and face his eleven peers with his full erection on display for all of them to see. He did so red-faced and could see eleven sets of male eyes all looking at his rigid dick, an ultimate mortification. 

After standing like that for twenty seconds, the two ladies getting a good view of his butt, he was ordered to bend over with his legs apart. No rectal exam was done, quite fortunately for him, but both ladies got to see him bent over, with a clear view of his butt hole, and his balls hanging down from behind. This was a novel view for the chaperone which she couldn't resist. After having him assume this humiliating position for another twenty seconds, the doctor told him he was finished and ordered him to go into the other room to get dressed, and that he could leave the office once clothed. He couldn't pull up his underwear fast enough, clumsily trying to stuff his erection away, and beat a hasty retreat to the next room, not to return.

"James Bartoldi, step forward," came the firm request from the doctor, the next victim thus summoned forward for his medical humiliation in front of a dozen people. Unlike Brian Allen before him, he now had advanced knowledge of exactly what was awaiting him. He was mortified before he ever had to drop his pants.

As the physicals progressed in the same embarrassing fashion, one after the other, the unwanted sexual energy in the room continued to increase as well. The young female chaperone could be caught glancing waist level at the line of young men still against the wall. She took great notice of the erections that more than a few of them were now sporting. Seeing the many obvious growing tents, she would close her legs tight after checking them out, clearly aroused by the fact that guys could sprout erections just by watching another guy's genitals getting handled by a doctor. One can imagine how the entire scene of naked men being fondled, sprouting erections and pitching tents was affecting the young chaperone herself. Surely she must be developing a swamp down there herself!

When the overly lengthy genital exam was finally done and each poor young man was asked to turn around and face the other guys with a full erection, the chaperone's eyes would scan the reactions of all the guys against the wall, very interested in seeing them checking out another guy's erection. Seeing them do this gave her a special thrill. She was now a voyeur by proxy. And every guy did check out the poor guy's hard-on; they just had to, however discreetly some of them tried to be about it. Granted, they had seen other guys naked before. But this was likely the first time most of them had seen another guy's full erection in front of them, with fluid leaking out. There were all sizes and shapes to keep hold of one's curiosity. Straight, upward curve, downward curve, pudgy, long and thin, cut, uncut, dark tone, light tone. 

Just as the chaperone would gawk upon the uniqueness of each of the hard-ons during the genital exam, when the poor guy had to turn around to face the others, each one of the guys out of curiosity could not help but check out what he had down there - and note what the doctor's intimate handling had done to his member! One of the guys facing us with his very prominent erection joked, almost with relief, "Well at least it's only guys watching this time."

One by one the embarrassed and erect young men left the room until there was only one guy left to be examined: me. I felt very sorry for the guys who got examined first, as they had all of us other guys watching their exams, and after the genital check they had to turn and face us all with their embarrassing erection. The doctor having gone through the patients alphabetically, my last name being Zimmer had its advantages. For me, there were no guys left to see me in this humbling state. Who wants to be seen with an erection by another guy? But while I was spared the guys' eyes, after watching what this lady and her gawking assistant had done to them, I was rock hard for some time now, and had an obvious wet spot of pre-cum soaking through my pants. I caught the chaperone checking it out with interest.

"You're the last one, Bobby! Aren't you lucky your friends aren't here to watch?" the doctor coldly noted, adding matter of factly as if it was an ordinary request, "Let your underwear slip to the floor and come stand in front of us naked." 

I was shocked hearing her say this. The fact she said "us" instead of "me" made it worse. She was admitting she was showing off our penises to the wide-eyed brunette at her side. All the other guys merely had to drop their shorts at the end. I had to take mine off for the entire exam? I guess she sensed my hesitancy, as she added in a lighter tone, "Oh, come on, there's no need to be embarrassed, all the other guys are gone now."

Yes, but two females are not! And worse yet, it wasn't like the doctor hadn't noticed the massive tent my erection was making in my briefs. She must have realized what embarrassment that would cause me. But this doctor was very experienced in manipulating her patients. And like I've said, she seemed to get a special thrill out of making guys do what they didn't want to. Embarrassed or not, just like the other eleven guys, I found myself doing whatever she said. So with a deep breath and a moment of pause, I curled my fingers around the waistband, pulled down my briefs and let them fall to the floor. I then walked right in front of them as she requested. With me stark naked, predictably the gawking chaperone's eyes went straight to my upright dick.

Expecting to be mortified, I was surprised at how exciting this was. A pleased smile was on her face, and a slight tilt of the head showed she was closely inspecting what I had. I was both humiliated by her lack of even trying to hide her pleasure, and yet extremely turned on by it. As she stared at my erection and the good bit of wetness at the tip, I found myself intently looking back at her with equal zeal trying to witness her reaction. It is amazing how the human mind can feel two completely opposite feelings at the same moment. I was very embarrassed, even humiliated, as I was clearly being taken sexual advantage of by two women in a most unethical way. But I was also completely turned on by all of this. There was unabashed female voyeurism going on here, and it was my erection I was watching them enjoy.

Needless to say, after watching the doc give eleven other guys hard-ons with such excessive handling, my erection was as stiff and upright as it could possibly be, and was dripping quite noticeably. The doctor and the chaperone had me stand there facing them like this for a good two minutes, and it was obvious they were enjoying what they had created. I was the last in line to be examined, and having visually feasted on eleven other guys, I was clearly the dessert they wanted to take their time with. I could feel their eyes inspecting my erect shaft, wandering up and down its rigid length, sizing up my balls, noting with interest my circumcision ring, the excited head pointing toward the ceiling, and the clear wetness of pre-cum that was issuing from the little hole at the end. I had never stood there that long in front of a pair of women before while they stared at my genitals. It was mortifying and yet exhilarating.

Why these ladies did this intense and lengthy ogling of my genitals when they hadn't done it to the other guys, I can't say. Maybe after seeing all those male libidos going crazy in front of them, they just needed to indulge themselves. And without any other male witnesses in the room, they felt they could take advantage of me as they wished for their own pleasures, without repercussions. With as wickedly turned on as I was after watching them molest eleven other guys, I was in no position to raise a protest. I was ridiculously horny, half wanting to be molested and taken advantage of too, and they were clearly using that to their own advantage. I was their plaything now. And they, or at least the doctor, intended to do a lot of playing. The chaperone with the way she was staring at me certainly wasn't going to object.

Finally, after this lengthy staring at my genitals, the doctor began her normal exam, the less exciting parts that didn't include my genitals. But as she checked my heartbeat, looked in my ears, poked and probed various parts of my body, I noticed the chaperone was still quite visually engaged with my erection, and the continuing seepage that this exposure was causing me. As this pretty little thing watched, she kept fidgeting and pressing her legs together. Originally being subtle about it, she was now wriggling around noticeably. She was totally horny after watching all the male nudity and could no longer help it. This revelation made me all the hornier - just what I needed!

Finally the doctor moved onto the good part of the exam: my genitals. With as aroused as I was at this point, when she first took my left testicle in her fingers, my body noticeably shuddered and I let out an audible breath. Both women sensed it, as they quickly looked up at my face for a second. It just felt so damn good being touched down there. It is an undeniable fact that the longer you have someone feeling your genitals, the more turned on you will become, until your will to resist is gone and you are totally at their mercy, enjoying the hell out of the physical sensations. I was already ridiculously horny to begin with, but after several minutes of having this woman's fingers intimately handling my balls, I was there for nothing more at that point than pure sexual gratification, which she was willing to give. And if she kept this up much longer I knew she was going to make me cum, a particularly embarrassing thing to have happen at the doctor's! I could even feel it building inside me.

But even as I sensed the crescendo to orgasm building, there was a knock at the door. Without waiting for an answer the other office aid opened the door and poked her head in. Her eyes quickly went with interest down to my pre-cum covered erection, and at my balls buried in the doctor's hand. After getting an extremely long eyeful of this secretive routine, she composed herself and started to address the doctor about a problem with some paperwork, her eyes still staring at my crotch. The doctor, so used to doing these exams, and with no concern at all for a man's modesty, turned her head to look over at the aide to answer her questions, but never took her hand off my nuts in the process. This back and forth discussion between them went on for a good minute, the doctor's hands on me the whole time, as well as this second aide's eyes. Finally the doctor got up, mumbled something about returning in a bit, and followed the aide out of the room, leaving the very turned on receptionist and the equally turned on naked male patient alone in the room together.


Please Remove Your Underwear



Faced with this very unusual situation, we each fidgeted in discomfort: her fixing her clothes, me attempting to stand there stark naked in nonchalant fashion. The doctor had been in control in this room, and this surreal situation was wholly her own little creation. So when she exited this scene of her own making, we were thrown into a social vacuum where we didn't know the rules. The room fell into an extremely awkward silence and it was clear neither of us were comfortable with it. In an attempt to lighten the mood, I tried my hand at a little levity. "May I ask a direct question?"

She gave an uneasy smile, as if appreciating the diversion of talk, "Sure."

"Is watching all of this male nudity and all these erections turning you on at all?"

I couldn't believe I just asked her such a question! She blushed and looked quickly down at her shoes in response, which I thought was cute. After thinking about it and carefully working out her response, she grinned up at me, "I guess this is what they mean by perks of the job. Let's just say that when the doctor is finished doing her thing with you, I'll be heading directly to the ladies room to, um, tidy things up for a bit."

The smile which punctuated her admission was beautiful. Surprised with her candid answer, I made my own admission "And I guess you already realize that while you're in the ladies room, I'll be headed to the men's room right next door to finish off what you two started. So if you hear something funky going on in there, don't be alarmed. In fact I bet eleven other guys are in there right now spanking away!"

She looked up at me with a very big grin, "I'm absolutely certain they are!"

We both fell silent, and her eyes slowly fell back down to my anatomy, where they stayed for a little while. By now she had realized that I was very much enjoying her staring, and she probably wanted to try to heighten my arousal further by doing so. I put my hands behind my back to let her know I was enjoying her doing this. When she looked back up at me she smiled appreciatively, "I love how cool you are about all this. You don't even care that I'm gawking. Most guys would freak out."

"Maybe, but it's turning me on something fierce. How long have you been sitting in on guys' exams?"

"I haven't. I just started here yesterday and this is my first time being in the exam room. Amy, the lady the doctor is talking to, had been coming in up until now. I hope I didn't look too much like an amateur when I first came in. It was hard to control myself there for a while, twelve guys lined up half naked like that is not what I'm used to seeing!"

"I figured you were new at this. Your eyes were practically popping out of your head when you first saw us. Honestly, I think I've had as much fun watching you as you've had watching them."

She glanced down at my erection, then back up at me and asked, "How can you guys allow this to happen?"

"What do you mean?"

"You willingly undress in front of a female doctor, with a second woman in the room who is doing nothing but watching you getting felt up and enjoying seeing your arousal. I could never see myself naked in the stirrups while a male doctor does all that stuff to me down there, all while some other guy is just looking over his shoulder."

While the graphic image of her in that position made my dick twitch, trying not to seem too much the perv I merely shrugged my shoulders. "I have no idea why they allow it. It's the old double standard. Guys have to stand naked in front of all sorts of women for medical exams, but you'll never get examined while even a single man is watching. We guys have just grown up with that being the norm. Although, believe me, embarrassment aside, this is very much a turnon for me."

"I can see that," she smiled, and to emphasize this she reached out her finger and very lightly rubbed it against one side of my erection. Yanking her hand back when she realized what she had done, she shot out, "Where the hell is the doctor? If she doesn't come back soon we're likely to ..."

She didn't need to finish the sentence. I was thinking exactly the same thing. I very much wanted her to take hold of me down there, feeling every square inch, to see my precum getting on her fingers. And then have her let me feel every square inch of her body, and to explore the swamp that surely was flooding her panties. Both our eyes met and locked on each other. In our current frenzied state, had the doctor not returned that moment something very naughty would have happened. In response to the doctor swinging open the door, the chaperone recoiled out of guilt at what she had almost done, hoping the Doctor hadn't guessed her near impropriety. 

The doctor paused at the door before closing it, whimsically stealing a glance at my erection with lots of fluid dripping down the shaft. With a raised eyebrow she commented, "Impressive. Still fully erect after all this time? Ah, yes, virile young men. They never go soft it seems."

Satisfied with this little comment, she sat back down in her chair and asked me to stand in front of her again. She paused for a moment, wondering where she left off. Thinking it over, she decided to start the genital exam again from scratch. Even though she had already felt my balls for a good two minutes and couldn't have possibly forgotten, I certainly was not going to correct her. I noticed the pretty chaperone was keeping her mouth shut as well. And so, she started again from scratch, much to everyone's delight. Her second exam of my nuts was every bit as thorough as the first one. 

The other office aide, clearly taking advantage of her excuse to come barging in during my genital exam the first time, used it as a pretense to do it again. The door swung open, she watched with interest for a bit as the doctor felt one of my nuts, and then declared, "I found it. It was placed in the wrong folder."

With that important can't-wait message delivered, she stared for another ten seconds, looked up at me with a victorious grin, and finally shut the door. Her behavior reminded me about what the chaperone had said to me. If a guy ever walked into a woman's exam like that for such a pointless excuse, she'd have screamed and called the cops. I just stood there however, getting my nuts felt, while she got her eyeful. Not surprisingly, the doctor did not object to her being there. Frankly, neither did I. Had she pulled up a chair and done the exam herself I probably wouldn't have objected at this point. 

After finishing this second lengthy exam of my scrotum and its contents, the doctor grabbed a tissue and handed it to me, "You need to clean your fluids off your penis before I can examine it." 

How totally embarrassing to be told that! This afforded them a view of watching me touch myself. I grabbed the base of my penis with one hand, and began wiping up all the precum that was dripping down my shaft, all with the doctor and her chaperone watching on with subtle grins. When I was finished, she looked up at me and smiled, "Don't worry, there's nothing to be ashamed about, a lot of young men leak fluid during these exams. "

I felt like asking if they leak precum during exams by all doctors or just during her lengthy exams. None of that mattered: the second her fingers grabbed the base of my penis, all thought in my mind stopped. A woman's hand was now on my erection. For a woman to have absolute control of a guy, she needs merely to grab his erection. I was immobilized by the act and its wonderful sensations, dumbly looking down at what she was doing to me. This felt so very good. Intensely good. I had watched her feel eleven other guys' erect penises, and she touched each one for a good thirty seconds. Now she was touching mine. I have no idea how long she touched me. Overwhelmed by the incredible sensations, I certainly couldn't count time. I just knew it had to be a lot longer than that. The chaperone later confided to me that it was certainly longer than two minutes. 

It was only toward the end of this very intense contact that I remembered the chaperone was in the room. My eyes darting toward her, I caught her staring with great interest at the dumb look of pleasure on my face that the doctor was causing. When she saw me look at her, she did not look away, but smiled a very warm smile back at me. Finally I saw her look back down as the doctor started to examine the head, and I watched with fascination as she gawked at that part. I glanced down and realized why. Even though I had just wiped all the precum off my dick, the doctor's two minute fondling had forced out a good bunch more. As she felt my head she was getting it all over her gloved fingers and sliding it over my skin. I was noticeably panting now.

Finally done with the most intense penile exam of my life, she moved onto the hernia check. The chaperone was looking up at me with a grin as I was ordered to turn my head and cough. I was loving her attention, and she knew it. What the doctor's physical touching of me wasn't achieving, the chaperone's glances were. Having someone like this affable and eager young chaperone to witness this extensive exam only made it all the more memorable experience for me. 

Finally the doctor asked me to turn around, bend over and put my hands on my knees. Having seen her do this to the other eleven guys earlier, I wasn't expecting her to touch anything. I was wrong. With me being the dessert, she was indeed taking her time. Now bent over, for the third time she grabbed my balls and began yet another lengthy exam of them from behind. She moved them from side to side, forward and backward, lifted them and dropped them. Being in this very exposed position was the most embarrassing of the three, and it was even more so knowing this final ball check was being done merely for kicks. Then as if to put the icing on the cake, she announced, "Okay, Bobby, I'm going to perform a rectal exam on you now. Just stay still and relax."

She hadn't done this to the first eleven guys, why me? At this age I'd never had a doctor stick a finger up there; in fact I never had anyone stick a finger up there. I only wish I could have seen the look on the chaperone's face when she realized she was going to get to watch a guy getting a finger up his butt. I felt the cold of some gel being spread on my asshole, and as she grabbed my cheek with her other hand, the doctor said calmly, "Now relax and take a deep breath as I insert my finger."

Oh my god! What an absolutely humiliating and erotic moment! Bent over like that, with a lubed finger slowly pushing its way into me, all with a cute young receptionist watching, it blew away the genital exam both for absolute embarrassment and pleasure. The feeling of her finger penetrating me made my entire body jump, and I let out a gasp of pleasure. Once her finger was inside she held it still for a moment until my nerves calmed down. Then she stuck it the rest of the way in and started to rotate it all around. I was in heaven and hell at the same time. Here I was bent over, exposed, fondled, molested, my forbidden hole being probed, so red faced and ashamed - yet loving every minute of it. It felt so damned good. I was past the point of hiding my enjoyment of this unique exam as I could no longer stifle the moans that escaped. 

Right on cue, for this had to be prearranged, the other aide Amy opened the door to the exam room a third time. I couldn't see her in my bent over position, but from her vantage point she could see everything of me, including the doctor's finger being pushed up inside me. She made no announcement, but predictably stood quietly at the wide-open door getting an eyeful of this embarrassing procedure. I had no idea who else might be outside watching. Like the other two ladies in the room, she could clearly tell how aroused my body was from all of this, and could see my movements and hear my sighs.

The doctor's finger was up inside of me for a very long while, moving up and down, left and right, in and out. She did a lot of in and out. Soon she pushed a second finger in, opening up my butt hole more. She explained that it would help her "feel" things better. What an operative choice of words: she was certainly doing a lot of feeling. Having done this sort of thing to guys for a good many years, she knew when I was getting close to the inevitable and merciful orgasm. She chose just the right moment to relocate her fingers, press down on a certain gland, and announce to me, and for the two viewers' benefit, "I'm now going to massage your prostate. It may feel very pleasurable. I hope you don't mind."

On the verge of orgasm, when her fingers touched my prostate I noticeably jumped as it sent a surge of panic and exhilaration through my body. She quickly started to move her fingers back and forth against my gland, and could tell by my body's reaction that I was about to have an orgasm. That did not make her stop. Instead, the fingers of her other hand now lightly grasped my swaying balls for added sensation. She kept right on massaging my prostate for a good thirty seconds until I could take no more. Pressing against her fingers, I let out a grunt and had a massive orgasm, my cum shooting all over the office floor. I remember hearing a gasp of surprise from the chaperone. The doctor continued rubbing my prostate even during my orgasm, trying to give me the most powerful one I ever had. She clearly succeeded, I've never cum more intensely or longer in my life, and the floor was soaked with the evidence. 

After a minute or so of letting me stand there like that, she finally removed her fingers, and gave me a few moments to recover myself before asking me to turn around and face her. So turn around I did, with sperm dripping out of my hole. Both aides had very interested grins on their faces, the one sitting in the chair, and the other still standing at the wide-open door. The doctor handed me another tissue and asked me to clean my "ejaculate" up. So there facing the three of them I squeezed the remaining cum out of my dick onto the tissue while they watched. She then asked me to clean up the floor as well. That was one last moment of humiliation, squatting down stark naked with a fading erection to clean up my ejaculate on the doctor's office floor while three females watched. 

When I stood up again, the doctor once again grabbed my penis, now withering, and moved it around a bit to get one last look at it. She then had me turn my head and cough again, this time with both ladies looking on. Only then did Amy at the door say to the doctor what she came in to tell her - once again something that didn't require her bursting in on my intimate exam, "I'm heading out for lunch, I'll be back in a bit." 

She did wink at me however, and with a quick look down at my dick she gave a thumbs up before closing the door. I'd bet she wasn't heading out for lunch; she was probably grabbing her vibe and having some alone time somewhere. The doctor quickly followed Amy out of the room without a word, leaving me with my receding dick standing in front of this quite flushed chaperone. I simply could not let such an opportunity pass. I let her watch my dick as it shriveled back down to flaccid, and then asked her, "What's your name?"

"Becky."

"Well, Becky, are you doing anything this evening?"

She laughed, thought about it, glanced down at my now withered penis, boldly took it in her hands for a few seconds, and responded, "I've got a great idea."

Before she left the office that evening Becky absconded with a box of medical gloves and some lubricant. A single visit to the examination room that day had given us both a new medical fetish we needed to explore fully. She and I had a very good bit of fun that night, and several nights afterwards, in a series of extensive mock medical exams, first with her as the doctor and then with me as the doctor. But I suppose that's a tale for another time!