It was a routine visit to my dermatologist. Over the years, I had developed a few minor skin spots from spending too much time in the sun growing up in Europe and vacationing down in Costa del Sol, Spain.
My dermatologist, Dr. Janet Cody, who has known our family for over 15 years, is an attractive and elegant lady about 5 foot 2. She has dark hair and is youthful in her appearance -- in her early fifties I would say. Raised in London, England, she speaks with a Queens-English accent and has a voice that is soft and pleasant. She had 5 children early in life which are now all in their mid to late twenties. I have met her husband briefly in the office a few times over the years -- I understand he works as a software engineer for a local tech company.
My name is Erik. I am 27 years old, about 5 foot 11, medium built -- not bad looking. My claim to fame is that I have an exceptionally large penis -- both girth and length. Also, my testicles are larger than the average guy.
Back in the college days, after a workout in the gym, they used to "moooo" me in the shower, and my nickname among my close friends was "tree-trunk".
It has not always been glorious to have an oversized cock as most women have difficulties taking the whole thing into their vagina. In many instances, as much as it intrigued them, they would find the experience rather painful even though I would spend a substantial time on foreplay.
A few years back I started to use men's bikini brief underwear instead of boxer briefs. It allows me to tuck my penis over and back under my testicles so that it would not protrude or contour through my pants -- particularly when aroused.
I made the switch after an experience at the local department store where I was buying a new suit for a graduation party. Not thinking anything of it, I was wearing boxer briefs as I was being fitted for the suit. The middle-aged lady that was measuring me up and down for the pant size was stretching her tape-measure from the bottom of the pant and up into my crotch -- and just ever so gently brushed against my flaccid penis that was hanging down my boxer briefs. After a few touches, naturally my penis started to grow, and unbeknownst to her she tried to adjust it with her hand, thinking it was some excess cloth or something left in the pant pocket.
When she in horror realized that she was pushing and shoving my manhood around, she immediately jerked her head back and her face turned completely red. Her reaction was priceless, and in my arousing excitement I started to get an erection further extending my penis down the pant leg. The full length and girth of my semi-erect penis now clearly contoured through the pant leg -- merely inches from her face.
She couldn't help herself from making a few more glances at my crotch, and during an awkward period of silence she fumbled around trying to figure out how to handle the situation. She proceeded to leave the fitting room - only to return a few moments after. She looked directly in my eyes and said... (let's leave the remainder of this story for another time).
Anyway, back to the exam with Dr. Cody. As in prior exams, she asked me to dress down to just my underwear so that she may begin with the examination. She asked me to remove my undershirt so that she could examine my chest and then downward towards my lower abdomen and hip area.
Dr. Cody prefers not to wear examination gloves during these check-ups as she feels that she can better perform the examination without them. Not having the material of the gloves desensitize the feeling in her hands and fingers allows her to properly detect bumps, protrusions, and other items.
She had been running late into the office and had not had the time to put on her white doctor's coat. As she bent over slightly while examining me, I could clearly see down the top of her silk blouse. She was wearing a sheer bra and her small breast were pushed up just slightly to create a little bit of cleavage -- enough to trigger thoughts that anyone would deem very sexy. Her rather tight beige women's suit pants clearly demonstrated that she takes her fitness and physical appearance seriously. For a woman in her early fifties, I would say she is very attractive and desirable.
I had to be careful not to think about it, as the last thing I needed was to get aroused and spring a boner -- "dead kittens and root canal" I thought to myself a few times over.
Her touch was delicate, and her hands were warm and comfortable as she gently inspected areas downward and towards my midsection. She proceeded to examine down my lower abdomen area, and without warning, she pulled down my briefs slightly a few inches -- enough to expose the top part of the base of my cock. Having tucked my penis down and under my testicles and with the elastic of the briefs pressing against my soft penis base, made my cock appear wider. Just for a split moment she reacted by ever so slightly moving her head back -- but not enough to appear shocked or unprofessional in any way.
Resuming the examination, she decided to pull down the briefs another few inches to get a better look at the right and left sides of the pelvic areas. With at least a good three and a half inches of the base of my cock now completely exposed, only inches from her face, I could see that she was struggling to keep from looking at it. As she made no attempt to pull the briefs back up, I was starting to feel a sense of erotic anticipation.
Then came the bomb! In a very professional manner, she says;
"Erik, did we ever perform a complete examination of the genital area? This should be done on an intermittent basis so as not to miss anything that may have spread to areas that are not so frequently examined and hard for patients to self-detect."
Now my mind started to wander! Perhaps this may now go beyond a standard medical examination... And just maybe, curiosity got the best of her, and she wanted to have a look at my entire penis!
Next, in a very matter-of-fact tone, she says;
"Also, from what I can see, because you have a larger than average size penis, I suggest that you lay down on the examination table as this will allow for minimal genital touching. Otherwise, I would need to lift your penis upward and hold it up using my hands so that I can get a better look under your scrotum, testicles, and anus area. With most male patients, I can do this with them standing up as I can clearly get a full view of this area without touching their penis."
With those words, what would I say or think...? Where is this going...? (Dead kittens and root canal! Dead kittens and root canal!)
On the one hand, she acted in a very professional manner, but her request seemed like a wish to indulge in a sexual exploration. I had to comply, I thought.
As I nodded in agreement, she prepared the examination table with a towel to make it more comfortable. In the corner of my eye, I could see her glance in my direction as I pulled down my briefs and my penis swung out from underneath my testicles. After a few dangling swings back and forth my penis finally came to rest hanging down about 7 inches -- still in a flaccid state. My oversized testicles stretched my scrotum to the point where my ball sack hung down as far down as the tip of my cock head.
There I was, completely naked and exposed as her last glance turned into a stare - she was again struggling to keep her eyes from looking at my very large flaccid member.
As I laid down on the examination table, she had raised the headrest to the point where I was able to clearly see her perform the full examination.
I was curious as to where she would propose the positioning of my cock would be -- downward and between my legs or upward on my belly and toward my navel...
Before I could give it a further thought, she says;
"Let's start with your upper thighs and underside of your crotch area -- so if you could just slightly separate your legs that would be great"
As I complied, with a quick maneuver and two fingers, she tried to lift and place my cock on my abdomen. However, her small fingers did not manage to properly secure the weight of the penis and it slipped out and flopped back between my thighs -- making a slight slapping noise as it fell back into its original position.
