A couple years ago while I was still in college I got a kidney stone. It was easily the worst pain I have ever been in during my 24 years. Most people seem to think that all the pain comes from the rock passing through the penis, (which does hurt mind you) but the majority of the pain comes from the rock moving through your system. In a manner of speaking, pain is a good thing. That means that the stone is moving and will soon be out of your body. Mine had been causing me pain off and on for about 3 months. I had been to the doctor twice and both times he just gave me some pain killers and sent me back home.
The university I was attending at the time kept about 4 doctors on call, and whichever one of them happened to be there that day is who treated you. Well on this particular day I took the last 3 Vicodin in the bottle and went to the doctor's office on campus. After about a 20 minute or so wait, a nurse led me back into a small waiting room with a curtained off area. The nurse asked me if I was still in pain and if I had taken anything, I was truthful when I said I was still in pain, I lied and said I had only taken 1 Vicodin.
She said she would give me a shot for the pain. When she walked in I had my sleeve rolled up ready for the shot. She smiled and said "drop your pants honey." So I did, she nodded at my boxers and said them too. My face flushed a little but I dropped those too trying not to seem nervous. Pants around my ankles I turned and did a sort of bunny hop back toward the bed, bent over and took a needle of some sort of drug into my right ass cheek. They never told me what it was, but most of the pain quickly went away and I felt almost tipsy.
With my pants back around my waist, I continued to sit and wait for the doctor. Then she walked in. I thought, a female doctor? I didn't even know they had one of those. I told her about the pain in my side, how my stomach was bulging out some what, and how my penis was acting like a scared little turtle. She didn't check my side or my stomach... she instantly said "oh? Drop your pants and let me check it out." Sure why not I thought.
She grabbed and pulled and twisted and turned. Lifted it this way and rolled it that. She grabbed my balls and moved them around. She stretched it out and pushed it back toward my body. It hurt a little, but the entire time I was just pleading with my penis not to get an erection. The doctor wasn't attractive by any means, but sometimes it just has a mind of its own. After her examination she concluded that there was nothing wrong with my penis, she thought it "looked" fine, but she wanted to send me to the hospital to get a CT scan just in case the stone was stuck somewhere it didn't need to be.
Well I get to the hospital and they take me into a CT room. If you've never had one, it looks like a big round coffin. Well the CT Tech walks in and she looks at the chart my doctor from school gave her for a second, then she tells me to strip for the scan. By this time I'm wondering if all these women seeing me pants less is really that needed, but I drop my shorts again. It was about that time that I noticed there were 2 other women and a man in the room beside me looking through a big glass window getting ready to take the scans.
I laid my bare ass on the table and the Tech lady laid a wash cloth over my cock, she messed around with something on the scanner then turned back to me. I guess she noticed the bulge in the wash cloth and must have thought it was just the cloth bunching up or something. She tried to smooth it out with her hand... I later told my friend in the waiting room that I think I was sexually harassed or something, but didn't really mind it.