I am a 46 year-old man that is not exactly a perfect specimen. I am 5'10" and am pushing 225 pounds. I have a wife and 2 daughters that are both in college. I was past due for my annual physical and my wife was bugging me about getting it done.
"While I'm there should I talk to Dr. Osborn about getting a vasectomy?" I asked my wife as we were getting dressed.
"Either that or you can continue to wear a rubber, because you know how the pill messes with my system."
"I'll see if he does them or whether he can recommend someone."
"Just don't let him cut this off," she said as she squeezed my soft dick and gave me a kiss goodbye.
"I'm a little nervous about having a knife anywhere close to my pecker. It's short enough already."
"It keeps me happy so don't worry about it. See you tonight."
I left work at noon for my 1:30 appointment and told them I would not be back for the rest of the day because you never know how long a wait there will be at the doctor's office. Since it was Friday, I thought I might as well make it a long weekend. The waiting room was almost empty and I only had to sit for 5 minutes before Dr. Osborn's nurse, Sandra, called me in. After taking my blood pressure, she took me to the examination room and told me to strip to my shorts and the doctor would be in soon. Sandra is about my age with short brown hair. She is only about 5'2" and a little on the pudgy side. She has been our nurse for as long as I can remember. She came back into the room after I had stripped to my boxers with a cookie.
"A pharmaceutical rep brought these in for us today and there are some left over," she said as she handed me the cookie and a glass of water.
"Thanks," I said. In all the years as our nurse I have never been this undressed in front on her so I was a little embarrassed sitting there in my shorts talking to her. She continued some small talk until Dr. Osborn entered. When he came in she left.
The exam went well and the doctor said I was doing fine but I could stand to lose a few pounds. I knew this already and told him I would try.
"Time for the fun stuff. Why don't you hop off the table and drop the shorts."
I did this as he slipped on a glove and lubed up his finger. It sure seemed like he had big hands. I leaned over the exam table as he inserted his finger up my ass. I enjoyed my wife doing that when we were in the midst of lovemaking, but was not thrilled when he checked out my rectum. He handed me a couple of tissues when he was finished and got rid of his glove. Next he checked out my balls and noted that I still had a slight hernia, but it was nothing to worry about. I pulled up my shorts and hopped back up on the table.
"Looks like that's it for another year," he said as he noted some things on my chart.
"I do have a question for you."
"What is it?"
"Who would you recommend for a vasectomy?"
"Dr. Jones does them right here in the office and he is very good."
"How do I go about setting up an appointment?"
"I'm done for the day so Sandra is free to help you out setting up that appointment. See you again next year.
"Thanks doc," I said as I started to get dressed.
I was just slipping on my socks when Sandra walked into the exam room.
"I don't know if this would work for you, but Dr. Jones is available for that procedure in an hour. Would you have someone available to pick you up at 5:00?"
"I'm sure Jane could do that, and we could get my car later this weekend. Might as well do it so I don't chicken out. Let me call her to make sure it works."
