Embarrassment is a part of life, and so is getting a physical. For most of us the former usually happens as a result of the latter. When the exam is watched by members of both sexes, not only is the embarrassment multiplied, but unwanted sexuality sneaks its way into the non-sexual, clinical exam room. For the patient on display and those watching his nakedness, this erotic combination of unwanted exhibitionism and unavoidable voyeurism inevitably leads to clear sexual interest and arousal, even though everyone pretends nothing sexual ever happens at the doctor's office.
She was a brisk, assertive woman; both by her stern looks and swift demeanor: one of those people who was clearly in charge the second she entered the room. With her piercing green eyes this shapely, middle-aged woman had a very fixed and daunting gaze that could conquer the bravest of souls whenever she wished. She seemed to naturally enjoy ordering others about, and got a kick out of how easily she could make even the most defiant of subjects buckle to her demands. And with the title of "Doctor" in front of her name she was in absolute control in her examination room. She made the most of it.
In her exam room stood a dozen hesitant young men from the local college, all with athletic builds and in the prime of life, waiting to get their mandatory physicals from her. She had already directed them to strip down to just their underwear in the adjoining changing room, then enter the main examination room. Once assembled in this state of undress they were ordered to line up alphabetically with their backs to the wall. As several of the modest ones tried to cover their groins with their hands, she told them all to stand with arms to the sides, stripping them of any remaining modesty. The quickness of her orders showed this was going to be a rapid, assembly line operation. With the commanding way she barked out her orders, the young men quickly complied with whatever she said, even if they were ashamed to.
Only when her victims were assembled in a line against the wall, with male bulges prominently facing forward, did she spring her surprise on them. She opened the door and called for one of the medical receptionists to come in from the front desk. An attractive young brunette of about twenty years of age entered the room. She stopped suddenly at the door with wide eyes, overwhelmed at the unexpected sight of twelve young men standing in just their underwear. There was a lot of bare male flesh in front of her, and little of anything else. She was hired to work the front desk, but her role inside the exam room would prove quite different from anything she imagined. After taking an unavoidable and substantial gawk at the scantily clad guys in front of her, the wide-eyed brunette nervously took a seat right next to the doctor. She had the best seat in the house.
As she sat down, the dozen young men realized to their horror that this cute young office worker would be present to observe each one of their physicals, including the genital exam. Some of them hoped in vain that she was at least some kind of medical professional. But she was in fact nothing more than an office aid who did clerical work. She served absolutely no function in that room other than to just be there and watch as they got naked. As all males who have had a female present during their physicals can attest to, she wouldn't pretend to read a magazine, or look at some chart, or turn her head away to give them privacy. She would take full advantage of the opportunity to view all these men in their briefs and birthday suits. They would soon find she was quite the eager gawker, who clearly enjoyed this very rare chance to see the genitals of a dozen different males, one after another.
With the pretty chaperone taking a seat right beside the doctor, her eyes again scanned the twelve young men, and took note of their crotches and bulges. She was clearly overwhelmed by the amount of boy nudity right in front of her. Only their crotches were covered, by tight undies which prominently displayed the contours of a dozen male packages. There was no way any of them could hide it. After giving her a few moments to collect herself, the doctor barked out crisply, "Brian Allen. You're first. Stand in front of me."
The group being assembled alphabetically, the guy on the far right did as she commanded and stood before her. Her methods for examination were unorthodox, as she kept the patient standing the entire time. There was no table for him to lie upon. In this vulnerable position his crotch was at eye level for the doctor and chaperone the entire time. Without the modesty of a gown, his bulge was always very prevalent.
Her examination of the head and upper torso was cursory at best. Having been giving physicals to males for many years now, she was so practiced at the sequences that she gave her orders in a terse and mechanical way. "Step forward. Raise your arms. Take a deep breath. Open your mouth. Squat. Stand up. Slip down your underwear. Turn your head and cough."
Yes, that part of the exam came quickly enough, and poor Brian Allen was ordered to drop his drawers. He was reluctant to show his penis to these two women who were already staring expectantly at his crotch. Noticing his hesitation, she quickly barked out her order again. Slowly he complied, and his underwear slipped uselessly down past his knees to the floor, exposing everything he had to the two ladies. The eleven guys behind him started to let out a few laughs and whistles as his fleshy bare butt became exposed. But they just as quickly checked themselves - they realized this same exact thing would be happening to them soon as well.
The two women, the stern faced doctor and her young brunette receptionist, both had the pleasure of seeing this young man's genitals right there before them, a mere foot away from their faces. The doctor, quite used to this sort of thing, gave a subtle smirk of satisfaction. It's quite the power trip for any woman to merely ask a young man to pull down his underpants, and against his will he does this embarrassing act obediently, exposing himself to all in the room. The receptionist, never having witnessed a male exam before, blushed and stared wide-eyed at the flaccid anatomy before her. The difference in these two women's reactions was noticeable. For one it was a matter-of-fact power trip she had done and enjoyed thousands of times before. But for the other it was a rare chance to see a subservient male drop his drawers for a doctor, and a close-up view of the male anatomy not normally afforded her.