My First Play Examination

I had been interested in Medical fetish for a couple of years, looking for someone in my local BDSM group that might be able to accommodate my fantasies, without any luck. I finally met someone on-line in a near-by city, through a Med Fetish group on Yahoo, and began chatting via emails about what services were offered, procedures, etc. 

It was agreed, that I drive over for my first exam with the new “doctor” on a specific day and time, and to bring the “medical forms” that had been forwarded to me. My heart was pounding out of my chest I was so nervous, as I drove the two hours over to Houston. At the same time, I don’t think my cock got soft during the entire journey, with anticipation of what was to happen.

My initial fears were relieved the minute the Doctor answered the door and let me in. He insisted that I call my “safe number” and inform my contact that I had arrived, and would call again in a couple of hours, after the exam. I thanked him for his consideration of the protocols for safe play. He then led me down a long hallway and to a door at the end. “Go inside, Martin, and get undressed. You will find a Hospital gown on the exam table, I will be with you shortly”. I entered the room, which was very well lit. In the middle of the room was a real examination table, with that white paper on it, just like in the real doctor’s office. It was equipped with stirrups, and some rather stout looking leather straps, of which I could only anticipate the use of. There was Enema bags hanging from a rolling stand, and a metal cabinet, which I perceived to hold the Docs’ tools. I slowly began to undress and fold my clothes on one of the chairs. Completely naked, I picked up the hospital gown, and rather clumsily put it on. They are somewhat hard to deal with and get the back tied together right. I sat down and picked up one of the magazines in the basket.

It was a gay fuck mag, there were several in the basket by the chair. Also, magazines featuring pics of different BDSM fetishes, mainly about men. I began to get an erection, you may not be surprised to learn. What seemed like a long time, but may have only been 10 minutes, the door opened and in walked the Doctor, complete with white lab coat and stethoscope. “Good, Martin, you are ready for your exam, I see”.

“Yes sir”, I replied. He walked over to where I was sitting and put his hand under my chin. “I think you will like this, Martin, please try and relax, I can tell you are nervous. I promise not to hurt you, well, very much…….” His voice trailed off as he turned and walked to the metal cabinet. “Hop up on the table and we will begin” he said.

I stood up, with my gown now sticking out in front due to the rock hard erection I had, and walked to the exam table. The doctor could not help but notice my “excited” state. “Oh, my boy, you are showing me your anxious anticipation, I see”. I quickly tried to hide my hard on, but to no avail. I hopped up on the exam table and the Doc approached me. He slipped on a pair of latex gloves, then picked up his stethoscope and placed it to my chest. “breathe deeply”, he said. After doing this a few times, he walked behind me, untied the top of the gown and opened the back. The scope was cold when he touched my back and I flinched a little.

“Give me some very deep breaths now, and hold them, good, now again, good. He walked around in front and pulled the gown down, exposing my chest. “Now again” he said, and repeated listening to my heart. “Good, very good” he said. “Put your hands on top of your head, Martin, I need to examine your chest, men are quite capable of getting breast cancer, too”. He took each one of my nipples, then breast area in hand, squeezing and pinching and feeling around. It was somewhat uncomfortable, but still, a turn on, with his hands on my chest like that. “Good, no lumps or cysts that I can feel. Now, my boy, stand up and come over to the chair.” I did as told, and stood before him as he sat in the chair. He then reached up and pulled my hospital gown down to the floor, exposing my naked body. “Look over to the left, Martin” . 

He took my penis and balls into his hands. “Very nice, Martin, very nice indeed” he said softly. I began to grow hard. “Wow, wait a minute young man, I need to take some measurements” At that, he reached into a nearby bucket and grabbed a piece of ice and placed it on my growing cock. “Yeow” I cried out, “that’s cold”. “yes son, I know, but it’s the only way” he replied. When I was soft again, he pulled out a flexible sewing ruler and began taking his ‘measurements’. He measured the length and width of my soft penis, then the circumference at the base, middle and tip. At this point, soft, I am less than four inches long at best. “Ah, very good, my boy, now for the erection measurement” He began stroking my soft cock, up and down. I began to get an instant erection and was totally enjoying this. He got me almost hard, and then said, “I need this as hard as it gets”, and with that, leaned over and took my cock into his mouth. I got weak in the knees for a moment. Wow, it felt good. When I was as hard as I could be, he pulled off my dick and began his measuring again. “Good, very good, Martin, I have what I need” Precum was leaking out of my cock now, and he pulled out a tongue depressor and carefully wiped it off the end of my rock hard rod. “Very good, this sample so early” he said. Now, we will continue with the main part of your exam, Martin. I want you to get back up on the exam table, and I will place your feet in the stirrups. I will need to shave you off before I can continue”

My heart beginning to pound again with that thought in mind. I got up on the leather exam table, and he carefully placed my feet into the stirrups. This elevated my legs and spread them apart. He then came along side and began to attach leather cuffs to my wrists and ankles, securing me down to the table and unable to move very much. “This is for your own safety, Martin” he said, and with that, I was strapped down solid.

I could see in the overhead mirror, the doctor making prep for my shaving. He walked over and I heard the whirring of an electric razor. Carefully and skillfully, he began to shave my ball sack, then up and around my penis. He stopped, put the razor down, and then picked up an old fashioned shaving brush and mug and began to make lather. The warm lather felt like heaven as he spread it all over my groin. He then picked up a safety razor and began again. I lay there I ecstasy for a few minutes as the Doc completely shaved me off, still hard as a rock. He opened the autoclave behind him and pulled out a hot towel, and began to wipe off the excess lather. Wow, again, double wow. I thought I might shoot a huge wad right then and there I was so excited. He began stroking my dick again, “Now Martin, I don’t want you to come, just yet. I will take a sample of semen later on. Right now, we are going to perform a catherization on you, and test your bladder. My eyes got wide. I started to speak, but the doc covered my mouth. 

“You’ll have to be very still for this Martin, and quiet” And with that, he reached around and picked up a ball gag. Before I knew it, he had placed it into my mouth and secured it around my head. My eyes grew wide again.

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Helplessly bound to the table, unable to speak, I was at his mercy. I was anxious, but in my heart knew that I was safe and let the anxiety begin to enhance, rather than impede the examination. I began to breathe a little more heavily. Doctor noticed, “good, Martin, take some deep breaths and hold them a few seconds. His back was turned to me and I could not see what he was doing. When he turned around, he was holding a plastic syringe and a long tube. He came close between my legs and I noticed the syringe had no needle, just a plastic tip. “Hold still, Martin, while I lube your penis, this is also an antiseptic” He held my hard cock in his left hand and carefully placed the tip of the syringe into the tip of my pee hole. The warm lube felt good. He then carefully began to insert the end of the catheter into my dick. That was a bit uncomfortable and I winced. Being tied down and gagged, there wasn’t much space for wincing. I pulled and tugged on the restraints and bit down on the ball gag. The doctor ran the cath tube all the way up into my bladder. He stood up, and attached the end of the hose to a rubber bag hanging from the enema stand.

He released the clip and I could feel warm water beginning to pour into my bladder. It was a very strange feeling, so to say, the liquid going up into me and not out. He must have had a half gallon or more in the bag, because I was beginning to feel rather “full”.

I really needed to pee bad, I was full to bursting, but no way to call out. The Doctor clipped off the hose and the water stopped. “ I want you to hold this water for a little while, Martin, it will do you good to irrigate your bladder” With that, he turned and walked out of the room and shut the door. I had to pee so bad that I couldn’t stand it, and I was tied and bound down with a gag in my mouth. 
In about five minutes, the door opened and the Doc came back in.”Good, my boy, very good” . He took the hose and un-attached it from the bag. He put the end into a large bedpan on the floor and started releasing the water from my bladder. Boy, was I ever relieved. I thought my guts were going to burst. He took the ball gag out of my mouth and said, “When we get done with this, we will start the anal part of your exam, Martin, are you ready?” I felt a bit weak, but answered, “yes sir, yes, go ahead” 
“Good, my boy, very good.

The Doctor rubbed my chest softly and then let his hand slide down to my groin area, brushing my cock and balls, rubbing my sack and then the head of my dick. I was getting hard again. “ok, Martin, we’ll need to clean you out a bit before the internal anal exam”

I knew what that meant, enema or enemas, and I liked that. Except when I saw the rig he was going to use on me. Instead of a regular size enema tube, he had an 8” stainless steel tube shaped a bit like a penis, with a mushroom cap head. He sat down between my spread legs and with a latex-gloved hand, began to lubricate my asshole with KY. The tip of the enema tube was placed at the entrance to my tight hole and the Doc started to work it in. I began to moan and breathe heavily, “Ow, that hurts me doc” I cried out. “Yes, Martin, I know, but you can take it, I know you can.” Slowly he worked the tube up into my ass. “That’s it, good boy, Martin” The doc reached up and released the clip on the hose. Warm water began to fill my colon. The Doc grabbed the end of the enema tip and began to massage my aching hole, slowly sliding it in and out as if fucking my ass, at the same time rubbing my cock and balls

“Oh yes, Doc, yes” I began to moan softly. “You like this Martin” he asked “yes sir, very much” , I replied. “ Would you like me to fuck you in the ass later?” 

I only thought for a moment, “oh yes sir, I would very much like to take your cock up my ass. Yes, yes!” “Slow down, Martin”, and he took his hand off my cock, seeing that I was near orgasm. Slow that cum down, I want a big sample, but later. If you cum now, you will have to be punished, that’s all there is to that……But to my astonishment, he leaned over and took my cock into hand again and started pumping, at the same time fucking my ass with the enema pipe. “maybe that is what you need, though” he said with a chuckle, “maybe you need a good, hard spanking. I was in ecstasy and couldn’t care one way or the other at that point, with the big enema tube fucking my ass and the Doc masturbating my cock, I exploded with a huge shot of cum. It flew through the air and hit my chest.

The Doctor pumping till all the juice was drained out of me. “oh, oh, Ohhhhh,” I moaned and grasp for breath. “Well, son, that was a lot of cum for one so young as you, I hope you have some in reserve, I’ll need another, uncontaminated sample. He left the big enema tube in place in my ass, acting like a butt plug. The bag was empty and he told me I was now holding two quarts, and I would have to retain that for several minutes. 

He left the room, but soon came back. He got the bedpan and put it into place just under my ass. Pulling out the tube, he told me to release my water. God, was that a relief. My guts were about to burst again. The Doctor looked at the bedpan and said, “We’ll have to repeat this again, until you are completely cleaned out. The enema process involved 5 separate, 2 quart doses of warm water before I ran clear. At this point, I had been restrained by the leather cuffs for over an hour, I tugged at them. “Martin, there is no use at that, you have to be restrained further. The doc was not done with my asshole either, I was about to find out.

He walked over to his cabinet of tools and picked up something shiny. Turning around, he said, “Martin, this is a speculum, it is used to see up ones colon. I looked at the odd shaped device and wondered how it worked. I didn’t have to wait long. The Doc put a little KY on the tip of the speculum and slowly inserted up into my asshole. Ok so far. Then, he began opening the device and I could feel it swelling out my sphincter. I bit my lip in pain. “OW, OW, OW!!!” I winced. “Take deep breaths, Martin, take deep breaths” he kept telling me. I felt that is was going to split when he finally stopped. I could see in the overhead mirror that he had a flashlight and was looking up into my colon. “Very good, Martin, I see no problems from this viewpoint”. He rotated the speculum in my ass and it felt like I was getting torn apart. But soon, he released the clip and the device fell back to the closed position and my asshole was saved from further stretching, or so I thought….. “That will help somewhat when I fuck you later, Martin, believe me, you’ll be glad I did this to you now” My eyes grew wide.

The anal exam continued, however, with ever increasing larger instruments inserted up my ass. In between the different insertions, the doc would put more lube on his fingers and push them up into my aching asshole, massaging the muscle to open up more. I was beginning to enjoy this, and my cock started to harden up again. The Doc of course immediately noticed this condition and smiled. After about half an hour of thoroughly fucking my ass with a variety of “instruments”, he stopped. He un-did the cuffs from my wrists and ankles and helped me sit up “I want you to stand up and walk around a bit, Martin, get your legs back, so to say” he told me. I was quite drained at this point, and was not sure if I could even stand up. He helped me get up and walked with me around the room several times. “I think your gonna be ok, soon” he said, “I know how difficult these procedures can be on a person, but, you did ask for it, yes”? 

I caught my breath, “yes sir, I did ask for this” I paused, “ and thank you”
“But, I am not finished with you yet, my boy, not in the least” he said sternly.
“Wha…..” I started to say, when his big hand covered my mouth and he grabbed me by the neck and forced me over to the exam table. “Bend over this table” he ordered, “it’s time for your punishment, remember that?” He pushed me down over the exam table and then secured my wrists into to some cuffs attached to d-hooks on the side. He came around in back of me and secured my ankles in the same manner. I did not know what to think when he put a leather hood over my head, making me blind to what was happening. Now, I was really anxious. I felt his hand rub the cheeks of my ass and then in between up to my hole. “First the spanking, then the fucking” I heard him say. I could not see a thing, but I felt the sting of the first blow of the cane as it came down on my bare ass.
“YEOW!!!!!” I yelled out, “YEOW!!!!” twice, before the second blow. This was some real pain here. He continued slowly and methodically. Each time rubbing my ass with the cane before he struck my ass. I took ten blows and the tears were beginning to well up in my eyes, and it stopped. “That should do it, Martin. The next time I tell you not to cum, you’ll listen, yes” I started to say that it was all his fault that I came when I did, but chose not to, in case there might be more swats with the cane.

Still hooded and with my ass on fire from the caning, still securely tied down to the exam table, I could not see the Doc or hear what he was doing. All of a sudden, he pulled the hood off my head and I could see a very large, very stiff cock right in front of my face. “You can suck my cock, Martin, or you can take ten more strokes of the cane, which will it be?” I opened my mouth and he slid his cock in. I thought I was going to gag, it had to be a good 9 inches long and thick. He pushed it all the way to the back of my throat and then out again, fucking my mouth like a pussy. I thought he might go ahead and cum in my throat, but he pulled out and walked around to the other side of the table. I could not see him put the condom on, but I felt the cheeks of my ass being spread and KY lube being squirted up my hole. I felt the head of his huge cock at the entrance to my hole just for a second, and he began pushing it in. I had seen how large he was, and was now glad that he had stretched out my asshole somewhat. He was still huge though, and it hurt like hell as he shoved it in. 

Within a minute, he was all the way in and he started pumping slowly back and forth. Gosh, it felt great. Being tied down, helpless, being fucked in the ass by a big dick. He fucked and fucked me. In time, he untied me, and turned me around. Putting me back up in the stirrups on the exam table, on my back. He put more lube on, and then shoved his cock back into my pussy hole. He was fucking my ass and at the same time masturbating me, now. “this is when I want you to come, Martin” and he placed a condom over my pulsating cock. “ I need a good, clean sample of your cum juice, boy” and he continued fucking my ass. I was in heaven and loving every thrust of the Doc’s huge cock into me. I began to get that feeling deep down and he fucked harder and faster. All of a sudden I could feel him shake and he thrust deep into me. I could feel his cum shooting out into the condom. At the same time, I had a body shaking orgasm myself, one like I had never had before. The combination of the Doc fucking my hole and massaging the prostate, while being jacked-off was absolutely incredible. 

We stayed hooked up together and panting profusely, for what seemed a long time. He finally pulled his semi limp dick out of my ass and sat down. I just lay there in ecstatic bliss. 
I called my safe number and all was good in the world. Before I left, I booked another appointment for the next month. I try not to get the good Doctor to worked up, as I still do not enjoy being caned, but sometimes I admit, I do need some good discipline training along with a good and thorough examination