About a year ago I was having problems with irregular bowl habits and blood on the toilet paper. I am in my twenties and wasn't overly concerned since I had always had a sensitive gut and could feel that I had haemeroids. However I was mildly concerned plus I felt it a prime opportunity to visit my very attractive Female Doctor who is probably in her thirties. She is no stunner but quite tall fairly attractive, average build and wears glasses which strangely add to her appeal
I told her my problem very embarrassed and very proffesionally she asked me the releveant questions about bowel habits, pain etc etc. After a few minutes, she says 'I am quite confident that it is just irritable bowel syndrome but the fact that you have blood means that I should really give you a rectal exam.' Trying not to show my pleasure I simply say, looking down at the ground, 'Oh Ok'.
As she got up and left the room she told me that I should remove my pants and underwear and I could cover my self with the blue sheet on the bed. As I got up and started to underess I couldn't believe it was finally going to happen and I started to feel an erection coming on which I did my best to control.
Sitting down on the examining couch, legs dangling with the sheet wraped around my waist like a towel I just waited anxiously, yet excited, looking around the room.
'Knock Knock' and she came back in. "I wasn't sure what to do with this sheet" I said nevously, "Oh it doesn;t really matter, it will have to come off anyway" she replied matter of factly. "Now, have you had a Rectal exam before" she asked as she went to don a pair of layex gloves. "No, never" taking in the moment the gloves snapped on but at the same time keen to control my erection. "OK well it shouldn't hurt but it may feel a bit strange for a short time thats all, now you can go ahead and lie on your side and lift your right knee up to your chest for me". My back was now to her but I could hear the squidge as she squeezed lubricant onto her finger and felt her loosen the sheet around my waste and pull it away. Next I felt her part my cheeks..."Ok, I'm just looking for any haemeroids or other problems but I can't see anything so just relax as I'm about to insert my finger"....I felt the cold lube smeared around my whole and then the pressure as her finger went in. My instinct, whether voluntary or involuntry was to clench my muscle tight around her finger which felt kind of good but prompted her to again tell me to relax. I felt her swivel her finger around for a few seconds telling me that everything felt good but that "you are quite impacted, which may be causing haemeroids." She then withdrew her finger and told me I could get dressed again.
On returning she said that she couldn't feel anything but that she would play it safe and refer me to the GI departmentb at the hospital and she would be recomending that they "scope" me. I knew instantly what this meant, but that is a story for another day.