The Doctor Will See You Now

Tristan is cool. In fact, he's the kind of "cool dude" that if you were to google the word phrase, you wouldn't be surprised to find his picture on the results page. This self-described shy 24 year-old emanates class, style, good looks and chill. His physical frame at 6'1", 165 pounds of well-sculpted muscle, his long wavy brunette hair and flawless skin tone all blend together to make Tristan an almost perfect example of the human male form.

This modest and shy young man has had to work at developing his appealing appearance. Tristan strives to maintain a good diet, he works out regularly, and to protect his skin he has maintained a regimen to avoid excessive sun exposure. Beginning in his adolescence, Tristan started working with Dr. Phillip Blassard, an aged, but highly regarded dermatologist. For the past eight years, Dr. Blassard has guided Tristan to achieve and maintain his very healthy skin tone. However, all good things must come to an end and so, too, the long and successful practice of Dr. Blassard. Now that the good doctor has begun enjoying his well-earned retirement, Tristan will be seeing a new doctor at the Dermatology practice, Dr. Jesson.

Tristan had always felt at ease coming to see his dermatologist, but this would be his first visit since the recent restructuring at the clinic. The clinic's new paradigm includes pairing with the local medical school and allowing some of their interns to train at the facility.

Tristan arrived on time for his appointment, he checked in at the desk for his full body skin exam (FBSE), and took a seat waiting to be called. When he was called to be taken back to the exam room, he was surprised to be greeted by a new face at the practice, Sarah Bonaventure. Tristan knew Sarah from his high school days when their paths crossed on several occasions, but they had not seen each other for several years. Sarah seemed somewhat giddy to see Tristan. Like most who had been around him, she certainly recognized his good looks and friendly, albeit shy, demeanor and she had always had a secret crush on him.

Sarah showed Tristan to the exam room and began the preliminaries for his visit--taking his temperature and blood pressure and checking his current medications. For his FBSE with Dr. Jesson, Sarah explained that Tristan would need to remove all of his clothing and put on a hospital gown which she handed him. Tristan reached for the gown and quipped that given his shyness, the gown was much appreciated. Sarah turned to leave the room but couldn't contain herself from a bit of a chuckle. She knew something that Tristan could not even fathom. Sarah knew that in about 5 minutes, Tristan would be on the examining table with that gown pulled up close to his neck and he would have no modesty at all. Every inch of him would be on display for any and all who might be in the room. However, Sarah decided it was not up to her to deliver that message. She left the room to provide the patient with some last semblance of privacy while he donned the despised gown.

Being that this was Tristan's first time seeing his new doctor, he just assumed only he and Dr. Jesson would be present in the room. He felt he could certainly handle that. After all, that's the way all of his previous appointments had been with Dr. Blassard. Well, you know what they say about assumptions!

As directed, Tristan stripped down and put on the gown. As he laid down on the exam table, Tristan began to feel a bit of apprehension about this new physician and the exam. Laying on his back on the table he tugged the hem of the gown trying to make it longer and hoping to get it at least down to his knees. Unfortunately, the gown had gone through too many washings and had shrunk in length. Consequently it only came to Tristan's mid-thigh. Being naked under the flimsy and short hospital gown made him feel very vulnerable, but little did he know just how vulnerable he would be.

Dr. Jesson knocked and entered the room without delay, thereby giving Tristan little time to ruminate about his current state of dress and his anxiety about the procedure now at hand. When he met Dr. Jesson, his first surprise was to find out that the doctor was actually Dr. ASHLEY Jesson, a very attractive and competent 30 year-old female dermatologist who was accompanied by 3 female interns in training from the med school. These interns had been shadowing the doctor today as she made her rounds and visited her patients. The clinic had proved to be a great learning environment for both interns and experienced staff.

The doctors positioned themselves on both sides of the exam table, two on Tristan's left side and two on his right. Dr. Jesson introduced each of the interns and explained to Tristan that today's procedure would begin at his head, then progress down his body to his toes and then move around to his back side. Dr. Jesson said she would begin as soon as Sarah, the medical assistant, returned with her iPad. The iPad would be used to record the exam and to photographically document any areas of concern found on Tristan's body. Just then, Sarah re-entered the room and took her place at the end of the table near Tristan's feet. Sarah could hardly contain herself. She knew the drill and recognized that her placement in the room would give her the best view of Tristan during the encounter. She was so excited to be able to see this incredibly handsome young man, whom she had often viewed from afar during their high school days, from a very up close and VERY personal prospective, Her fantasies regarding Tristan were about to turn into reality, leaving absolutely nothing to her imagination. In her wildest dreams, Sarah could have never imagined that she would actually be PAID to do this!

Dr. Jesson began the exam with a close inspection of Tristan's scalp, face and ears. Using their dermatoscopes, each physician took turns palpating and surveying the facial area, including running their fingers through Tristan's long flowing locks of hair as they looked for evidence of any skin breakdown or sun damage. Upon concluding with the head, the examination continued.

Next, it was time to examine Tristan's torso, specifically his broad, muscular shoulders. However, since he was wearing the hospital gown, his shoulders were not visible. Without any hesitation and before Tristan even knew what was happening, one of the interns grabbed the hem at the bottom of the gown and quickly lifted it up to Tristan's neck, leaving him totally exposed from his neck to his toes. Tristan was in SHOCK! At the exact same time, another intern pulled out the stirrup apparatus out from the foot of the exam table and both of Tristan's legs were spread apart and quickly put into place. His legs were now resting on supports with pads behind his knees and his heels were situated into the stirrups. This was all done very quickly, almost as one process that culminated with velcro straps securing his legs to the framework thus locking his legs to the table. With his legs now spread apart and the gown now pulled up above his shoulders, all of this patient's modesty was now fully on display for not one, but FIVE YOUNG FEMALES, all of whom were keenly interest in the young man on display before them. Given what had just transpired, Tristan could not begin to process what was happening to him.

With four doctors on the scene and each taking turns doing their own inspection of the sites being evaluated, the doctors who were not examining at the moment, as well as Sarah had ample time to gaze at this incredibly handsome specimen. From his nipples to his penis, Tristan's body was as flat as a roadway. Just below his ribcage, his ripped abs mirrored a washboard. It was also evident that Tristan took pride in manscaping his body hair. There was just a hint of manicured chest hair on his pecs that merged along his midsternal line as it continued its route to the grand prize. The "upper trail" of hair continued down around his navel and on to a happy trail culminating at his shortly trimmed pubes at the base of his penis--a truly lovely sight to behold. His dark brown hair provided a striking contrast to his near-flawless white skin. While surveying all of Tristan's very private "real estate", Sarah could not help noticing that Tristan's ballsack was shaved completely smooth. She fantasized what it must feel like to hold those large oval orbs in her hands--a task she would gladly accept.

As the doctors continued to work their way down the torso, one of them discovered a nevi just below Tristan's navel. This discovery was Sarah's cue to begin snapping pictures of the site for the medical record. In her enthusiasm to capture the spot of interest, she strayed a bit with her wide angle lens and caught some of Tristan's genitalia in the frame. Not a problem--that could be edited out later--or maybe not!

Without issues, a full body skin exam might normally take between 15 and 20 minutes. However, since each physician needed to take their turn at the exam, 40 minutes had already passed and they had not yet finished the front of the patient. Of course this also meant that Tristan had been fully naked in front of the ladies for all that time, but time passes quickly when you're having fun.

Continuing the medical trip down Tristan's abdomen, the doctors arrived at his penis. It was a flaccid, circumcised member about four inches long, angled straight downward laying atop his balls. As each physician began their palpation of this part of his anatomy, another small nevi was discovered on the left side of the phallus. When the attending staff attempted to place the penis in the best position to be photographed, Sarah dutifully stepped in to do the honors (for the record, of course). All of this attention and handling of a very sensitive organ caused it to begin to swell. As it began to engorge, his now-seven-inch penis rotated 180 degrees now-laying on his abdomen, pointing towards his navel. The movement caused considerable excitement on the part of the "audience", but only further added to the humiliation being experienced by Tristan himself. He wasn't sure he could handle much more.

Thankfully, the physicians moved on and were now focusing on his scrotum and the creases where the leg attaches to the body. A physician on one side of the table would gently pull the ballsack to one side so as to better view the crevice. That would then be repeated for the other side. The doctors explained this was a frequent area for "jock itch" and they wanted to be sure that was not an issue here. Tristan was found to be free of this malady.

The full body skin exam next moved to the inspection of both legs, his feet and toes, including between his toes. The doctors cautioned Tristan that should he ever have an athlete's foot infection, great care should be exercised not to contaminate his genital area after touching his toes. Doing so could greatly increase the chances for a "jock itch" infection. They noted that both infections were closely related in nature and only varied in location.

There was just one more site to be evaluated before turning the patient over. The position of Tristan's legs in the stirrups made it very easy to view his perineum area, that area between the bottom of his scrotum and his anus. The doctor closest to that area reached down and gently lifted Tristan's balls so that the area could clearly be visualized. Everybody took a good look and then gave an "all clear".

Finally the exam was now moving to his back side. Tristan was released from the stirrups and asked to re-position himself on all fours on the table. The exam had now been going on for about 50 minutes. When Tristan got himself turned over and up on all fours, the hospital gown that was not tied in the back now fell off his arms and onto the table. The staff, thinking that this patient now had nothing left to hide from them after being completely nude for the past 50 minutes, simply discarded the gown, tossing it completely off the table. One of the interns told Tristan, "we are so familiar with you now, there is no need for you to be concerned with modesty." Unfortunately, that remark provided little comfort to the patient.

Tristan was now in position on all fours with his butt facing Sarah and his ballsack and cock hanging down beneath him. The physicians nearest his bottom proceeded to spread his cheeks to make the inspection of his anus easier. The doctors explained that the anal area could sometimes hide a melanoma. The often deadly kind of cancer that could go undetected since it was in an area not easily seen by the patient. Tristan's anal region was all good, but just for proper documentation, Sarah, in her thoroughness, snapped a picture of the area.

After almost an hour into the procedure, the exam concluded with a quick inspection of Tristan's back. Like the rest of his body, there were no issues discovered there. The group of physicians quickly exited and Sarah told Tristan to get dressed and she would be back for him shortly. When she returned, she noticed his shyness was even more pronounce and he looked a bit pale. Sarah walked Tristan back to the front office for him to check out. On departing, she said, "Tristan, it was really nice to SEE you!"

Following what Tristan thought was a medical procedure that would never end, he left the clinic knowing there were no skin issues on his body. He also left with an understanding of what it is like to be a male patient and to be "ambushed" in an environment of all female care. Would this experience leave Tristan with life-long PTSD, after having been subjected to a myriad of humiliations and assaults on his dignity? Sadly, Tristan was unaware that he could have stopped this exam AT ANY TIME by just saying, "STOP!!!" Through his experience he perhaps learned the importance of being an advocate for himself going forward, and to seek out medical care that meets his needs and comfort. Sadly, he did not realize that the PATIENT is the one in charge of the care being provided, not the medical staff. However, by his story perhaps you can avoid becoming a Tristan.