I found this bit of text at the PLAY DOCTOR website and, given the topic of this posting, thought this it was appropriate to share it here . . .
Now she said the magic words, “I’m going to do a genital and rectal exam. Lower your underwear to your knees, please.” I raised up my hips and slid my underwear down, and I was hoping that the paper sheet might slide off to expose me to her, but it was sufficiently large, and she had draped it over me quite evenly, so there was no chance of this happening. I felt the drawer sliding in the exam table and I looked to my right to see the doctor putting exam gloves on both hands --- in medical fantasy roleplay that I’ve done, this would certainly be the stirring of an erection, but not today! Her hands went under the sheet and with her right hand resting on my hip, she used her left hand to press against my groin on the left side, then to hold each testicle and move it side-to-side and identifying the epididymis and Vas deferens (see http://www.cchs.usyd.edu.au/bio/sex2000/male_genitalia.html for a detailed description of the male genitalia). Then, placing her left hand on my hip, she used her right hand to press against the right side of my groin and then, she raised the paper sheet and looked under as she held my penis with her right hand and I felt her move it side to side and lightly squeeze it at the tip to examine the urethral opening . If there ever was a time to be as hard as a rock, this was it! But – nothing happened, and I was even trying to enjoy the feeling and think “sexual thoughts”. But, she conducted the genital examination all with the same touch (not light and sensuous and not firm and rough --- just very steady).
She let go of my penis and lowered the paper sheet and then she said, “Have you had a rectal exam since the last time you were here?” I said, “No”, and she said, “Roll over on your left side, away from me, and bend your legs at the knees.” She held the paper sheet in place as I rolled over and even the gown just fell in place and covered me. Then I felt the coolness of the room as she raised the paper sheet and the gown to expose my buttocks. I had positioned myself more in a classic enema or rectal temperature position with my left leg slightly more forward of the right leg. She put her hand on my leg and told me just to keep them together and pull my knees up to my chest. I heard the drawer in the exam table sliding open – and she must’ve been looking for KY jelly, because she left me lying in that “exposed” position and came over to the other side of the exam table where there were supplies in the cabinet. If I was looking for an erotic moment to be visually stimulated, this would have been it: I was lying on my side with my butt exposed – ready to get a digital rectal exam – while watching the doctor put KY jelly on her finger. She returned to the “butt side” of the exam table and – doctors must know right where the anus is – because I felt my buttocks separated and in went her finger. I guess she saw enough of my anus before inserting her finger (again, certainly not like what is written in medical fantasy stories). I felt the lubed finger tip at my anus and then, in a twisting motion, she slid her finger into my rectum until I felt her hand against my buttocks. Then, to begin the process of removing her finger, she rotated it in the opposite direction and her fingertip lightly brushed across my prostate. Again, if I was going to be rock hard, this would have been it, but nothing! It is all so quick and all so professional and it is NOT anything like what people fantasize and write about, nor is it anything like the medical fantasy videos. But, to play it out just a little bit, suppose I had gotten hard? Guess what? She would never have noticed since I was very well covered, and the rectal/prostate exam was the end of the examination. When she removed her finger, she removed her gloves and used one of them to wipe the KY jelly from between my buttocks, and then she held the gown and paper sheet so that I could roll over onto my back. She also gave me an at-home test for fecal occult blood, so that even further minimized the rectal exam. She went to the end of the table and said, “You can get yourself together now . . .” followed by some instructions for getting the paperwork on my departure. Granted, I was still sitting there with my underwear to my knees but nobody would know, and even if I was rock hard, it couldn’t be seen.
She left the room and I got off the exam table ---- yes, the paper sheet falling to the floor, but the exam gown quickly falling, too --- so I couldn’t even expose myself to ME! I bent over and pulled up my underpants and had a brief thought about getting back on to the table to have a quick masturbation session. But, that would take way too much time, especially from a zero erection state! So, I just got dressed and took one more look around the exam room, and then left. Oh yeah, I had previously asked the nurse if I could have the exam gown for Halloween and she chuckled and replied, “If you do it quietly . . .” So, I put it in my coat and left.
Bottom line is that fantasy is fantasy and reality is reality . . .