A VISIT TO THE DOCTOR BY HOOKED 6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com) Copyright January 20, 2000 and December 30,2000 by Hooked 6. All rights reserved. No reproduction, retransmission, re- posting on another Internet site is permitted without the expressed WRITTEN consent of the author (Hooked6@hotmail.com). The following story is for mature ADULTS only and is pure fiction. Any similarity to actual events is pure coincidence. The story is for ADULT entertainment. The plot of the story if it were true may be considered illegal or abusive in some localities. The author neither advocates nor condones such conduct but believes in the right of free creative expression. The author understands the difference between fantasy and reality. By reading this article, the reader hereby asserts that this material is appropriate for the area in which the reader resides and is of an appropriate age to access ADULT material. Comments are ALWAYS welcome. 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!"