"Please remove all your clothes and lie back on the exam table," she said.
Now, I'm not shy or anything, but this was a bit awkward. "Gee, Doc. How about dinner first?" I joked, but began to pull my t-shirt over my head as I said it. Shoes, Socks, and pants were next. I glanced up at her and she was watching me disrobe with some interest. I could sense her looking at my chest and abs, and lower. She glanced up at me as I hesitated.
"All your clothes, please."
"Okay, okay." I slowly pulled down my bikini briefs (so much more comfortable) and tossed them on the pile. I stood up and allowed my nude self to sand in front of her. I was awkward, because my dick was flaccid. I felt some tingling, but that was all. Which is weird for me, because I love to be naked. I'm somewhat of an exhibitionist -- but never had much opportunity to put it to practice. Mostly I just fantasize about women seeing my naked body and enjoying the view. Not that I think I'm much to look at, but I have had a few compliments over the years.
She gestured me to the table, which I sat on and then swiveled around to lie on my back. I put both of my hands over my penis, to try to maintain the illusion of modesty. Mostly I was embarrassed by the limp dick.
"Are you allergic to anything?" she asked as she turned to the cabinets in the exam room.
"Just hay fever," I said.
"I'm going to give you some medicine, and it will take about five minutes to begin working."
I guess this was it. This was what I signed up for -- to be a human test subject in a research study. I knew better to ask what the drug was for -- the confidentiality forms I filled out were quite explicit on that matter. And I had to sign a non disclosure agreement that looked like it took a team of lawyer's years to put together.
She motioned to roll over, and when I did she jabbed me on the ass. Painful, but okay.
"Please lie on your back now and relax."
I rolled over and again covered my manhood.
"Please keep your hands to your sides," she said as she stood next to me. She was staring at my cock. Not even trying to hide it -- just staring at it. She turned to the counter, and came back with an iPad which she clicked on while she just watched me.
This was kinky, I admit, but I was more embarrassed and slightly annoyed than anything.
"So, do you mind telling me what you are looking for?" I asked.
"Just timing the drug reaction," she explained with her eyes locked on my cock.
Well, I guess there are worse ways to make a buck. I was actually getting paid quite a bit for this project. More than I normally make in a month at my job. So I didn't mind too much. I mean, it's not every day you get to be nude with a pretty lady watching your dick.
At that thought, I felt a twinge downstairs. I lifted up my head and saw my penis begin to stiffen and enlarge.
Her clicking increased on the iPad, and I glanced at her. She began to smile as my cock grew harder and harder.
Damn, it was happening fast too. I have not had an erection like that for a long time. And it was still growing.
Seemingly satisfied with the progress my cock was making, she sat down the pad, and pressed the button beside the door. The door opened and two very cute nurses came into the room. They each looked at my cock, and both of them smiled.
My mind began to race. What the hell was going on?
But before I could say anything, both nurses put on gloves, and then pulled out a tape measure. Very swiftly and professionally the nurse on the left took my hard dick in her hand and pointed it straight up. The other one leaned over and used the measure tape to measure my whole cock. Front, back, balls, girth, everything. I was getting even more excited as they moved my cock around, and I was beginning to really enjoy it.
Suddenly, it was all done, and the two nurses left. Just as the one who had been handling my penis closed the door she gave me a quick smile. That nearly sent me into orbit. I was beginning to feel very horny.
"I see you have accepted all the conditions to participate in our study," the doctor said to me as I lay there with a raging hard-on. Like she was discussing options for a new car, I see you opted for the sunroof.
"We are testing a new, um, recreational activity," she said with some hesitation.
"Recreational?"
"Well," she seemed to pause to collect her thoughts. "I see here you have an affinity for exhibitionism, but that you rarely ever participate in any open activities that could fall into this category."
"Sort of a closet exhibitionist, I suppose," I answered, fully aware that I was exhibiting the hell out of myself right then.
"Well, Joe," she said. "What if I told you that there were others just like you, and we have a new way for everyone to find stimulation and fulfillment, yet remain safe and anonymous?"
"Okay," I said.
She looked at me for a second, clearly deciding on something. I only had no idea what she was deciding.
"You will be our lead candidate in this study. It is important that you follow my instructions and keep yourself under control at all times." She finally said. So that was it. I was to be the primary subject.
"Whatever you say, Doc," I said with a smile.
(*)(*)
I soon found myself in a room, in a semi-reclined chair, with drapes all around me. I knew others were in the room as well. I could hear murmurs and shuffling of chairs. But all I could see was the curtains and the rather large monitor off to one side of me which was showing a simple logon screen.
The curtain swished back and the cute nurse who smiled at me came in, closing the drape behind her.
"So, you won the lottery today my friend," she said with a smile. She had her arms full of wires and various equipment. She pulled up a cart and began to attach diodes to my still-nude body.
"I hoped it would be you," she said softly as she pressed the cold patches to my chest, arms, and forehead. "I really like the look of you," she whispered as she began to attach diodes to my crotch. I noticed that she was looking at my still hard cock as she whispered this. Damn, that alone was worth the price of anything that might be coming up.
As it progressed, she had attached sensors all over my body, all streaming to a science looking gizmo on the cart beside my chair. I noticed that, despite my hard cock, that particular area was free of patches. Hmmm.
She finished as she aske me, "How do you feel?"
"Um, just a bit nervous and curious," I said.
"All will be revealed soon," she said as she reached down to run a single finger along my tender shaft.
As if on cue, the curtains parted and the doctor walked in. She glanced at the nurse disapprovingly as she caught the sight of her finger on my dick. However, she didn't say anything about it, so I guess it was okay.
"Okay, Joe," the doctor said. "We are going to do a simulation to test our new product."
"Hey, if it is that hard on shot you gave me, it is working just fine," I said, clearly becoming more comfortable with the nudity in front of the ladies.
"No, that is already a known stimulant," she said. "We are experimenting with a tactical response feedback mechanism via a networked interface."
"Huh?"
"Um, to put this simply and clearly," she started, "you will be the sender of, um, signals. The other participants will receive these signals as simulation via a new device we are testing."
I looked at the nurse with a quizzical expression.
She glanced at the doctor, who was clearly attempting to maintain a professional manner. I said, "please tell me what you mean. I am naked here with a huge boner, diodes all over my body and your talking in circles."
"Joe," the nurse said before the doctor could respond, "you will be stroking your penis -- masturbating -- and the other subjects will feel what you feel."
As she said this she brought out the final piece of equipment. Two rubber coated gloves with tons of wires attached to them.
