A Steamy Medical Appointment........... 1

When Chinyere told me there was a 56 year-old married man looking for a new doctor I hesitated only momentarily. You see, as a 34-year old female MD, the vast majority of my patients are children and women. I can count on one hand the number of male patients I have had, and most were the sons of my female patients who came through every now and again for a sports physical.

"What does he want," I asked Chinyere, my 38-year old Head nurse. "He's says it's been 10 years since he's had a physical and his wife is bugging him to get it done before he leaves to go on the road again in his job," she said. "Sure, OK. Set him up with an appointment," I replied. If nothing else, it would be a learning experience for me since I hadn't really studied male geriatric health since medical school.

A week later I had completely forgotten about my new "old" patient, if you call 56-years old geriatric, but he was old enough to be my father. Chinyere advised me that Mr. Iwouha was waiting on me in exam room number two. I had done some cursory reading the past week on testicular and prostate health, but other than that, I was hoping I could answer his questions. I had to admit I was a bit nervous, but also curious as to how the whole physical would unfold. Since Mr. Iwouha was married, I knew I could probably expect some questions about erectile dysfunction and related problems. I had prescribed the blue pill to my own dad. As I walked down the hall to the exam room, Chinyere stopped me briefly and made me promise to include her in the examination when the time came. I just smiled and winked as I made my way down the hallway to the exam room.

I knocked on the door, took a deep breath, and walked in.

Mr. Iwouha stood and shook my hand as we exchanged pleasantries. He was a handsome man, about six foot or so, and stocky. He looked 10 years younger than his stated 56 years. He was dressed in blue jeans and a blue shirt.

I rolled my stool over and asked, "Well Mr. Iwouha, what brings you in today?"

He went on to explain how it had been 10 years since he had been to the doctor for a physical, and even though he felt he was in fine shape, his wife had been pressuring him to get a thorough check up, so here he was. As we talked about his health I could feel his eyes roaming up and down my body as his sexual compass sorted itself out. We discussed his weight and slightly elevated blood pressure, and then I had him take off his shirt, shoes and socks, and sit on the exam table.

As I turned to wash my hands, I could almost feel his eyes disrobing me from behind. It made me flush, and when I looked into the mirror above the sink. I could see him looking at my well-rounded ass. I looked at my own reflection and I noticed a deep red blush on my neck being a very fair lady (most people call me oyibo) and throat and felt it creeping down my chest into the deep cleavage of my 36D buxom. For some reason, this strange, polite married man, who was old enough to be my dad, was making me sexually excited.

I forced myself to calm down and perform in a professional manner as I checked his lungs, ears, abdomen and feet. "Everything looks quite normal," I said. It was now time to perform the genital and prostate exam, but I really needed to gather myself so I casually asked Mr. Iwouha if he performed regular testicular exams on himself in the shower. Of course, like most men, as I had read, he did not. In my best professional tone of voice, I explained the importance of this then told him I would demonstrate the proper technique as I performed the genital and prostate exam. I then told him I would have to call in my nurse to assist in that examination. As I left the room, I could sense Mr. Iwouha was a bit embarrassed, but so was I.

I tried to clear my mind of any erotic thoughts by discussing my children and other domestic concerns I had with the other nurses. When I finally felt I had control of my erotic emotions, I motioned for Chinyere to accompany me into the exam room. For some unknown reason, I unbutton the top three buttons of my pink silk blouse just to be fair. Mr. Iwouha was going to have to expose himself to me, so it was the least I could do to allow him a chance to look down my blouse and explore my deep cleavage. The thought of what I would do or say if he were to develop an erection, while I fondled his most private parts, had left me somewhat petrified with fear of the unknown. So with a knock, and a deep breath, we both entered the exam room. I noticed that Chinyere locked the door behind us.

"Mr. Iwouha, this is Nurse Chinyere. She is going to assist me with the next part of your physical. If you will, just stand up here in front of the exam table and lower your jeans and your briefs and we'll get started."

As I turned to again wash my hands with warm water I could see that Chinyere was positioning herself so that she would have a clear view of the proceedings. I could also see she had a slight smirk on her face, trying to hold back a mischievous smile.

Mr. Iwouha, standing in his bare feet, unbuttoned his trousers and belt and deliberately bent at the waist and lowered his jeans to his ankles. He stood back up and repeated the procedure lowering his white boxers to mid thigh. His flaccid, perfectly circumcised hose length member hung long and thick from his hairy groin. In contrast, his scrotal sac was shaved smooth and was filled with large egg sized gonads, hanging low between his thighs. As I rolled my stool in front of him, his genitals were at eye level, giving me a clear view of his attractive package. I focused my gaze on his genitals, and was somewhat relieved that he did not show any signs of arousal. Well so much the better, I thought. My own personal fantasies must be getting the better of me. This was simply an old-fashioned, polite and honorable gentleman who obviously had his erotic feelings fully under control. He probably had realized I was young enough to be his daughter, so of course he would practice self-control.

I deliberately chose not to wear latex gloves for this part of the examination, partly because I had a more sensitive feeling with bare fingers to detect any bumps on his genitals which might be out of the ordinary, but also, because I wanted to start the exam with soft warm hands for his comfort. For some reason, I reached out and lowered his underwear to his ankles, and asked him to step out of his trousers and briefs. This left him standing in front of my nurse and me completely naked. As he stood there I momentarily felt a bit of power over him, but diverted my eyes as I reached out and began to delicately fondle his scrotum, feeling for any bumps on his egg-sized balls. I rolled them gently between my fingers, fully conscious of their enormous size as I cupped and fondled them. I couldn't help but compare this older man's package with that of my husband, who I could see was not as well endowed as my patient. Mr. Iwouha penis appeared to be about six inches soft and was as thick as my wrist. I could only wonder how big he was when sexually aroused. To my surprise, as I continued to fondle his scrotal sac and hefty penis, I could feel him begin to swell in my hands. Perhaps he was not under as much control as I thought. I'm sure he was probably looking down at me and getting an eyeful of my deep cleavage. My nipples were hard and seemingly on fire. I'm also sure my face and neck were flushed with sexual excitement as I continued to examine his most private parts.

As I continued my exam, I could detect, out of the corner of my eye, that Chinyere was also excited because I could see her move her hand up to one of her over-sized breasts and squeeze her nipple. I was encouraged to continue giving his growing penis and plum sized glans a good going over. I noticed that clear pre-seminal fluid was beginning to leak from the deep cleavage of his urinal slit. This was a telltale sign that Mr. Iwouha was becoming sexually aroused by my manipulations of his penis and scrotal sac. Without thinking, I rubbed the head of his penis with my thumb, spreading around the clear natural lubricant that was now leaking profusely from the deep slit of his swollen glans. My own pussy was leaking as well and I could feel that my panties were soaked. As I inhaled deeply though my nose I could smell the aroma of sex in the air as my own essence mixed with the musky aroma that emanated from Mr. Iwouha' aroused state. It had a direct aphrodisiac effect on me. My examination was more than successful for his once flaccid penis had now swollen into a full-blown erection. His member stood thick and proud and pointed straight out at me. For 56-years old, he sure had a smooth and attractive penis and heavy set of balls. His scrotum was smooth and shaved, accenting his package.

"Everything seems to be in working order," I smiled as I stood and turned to wash my hands before performing the hernia check. My legs were shaking and weak. "I notice you have a strong erection. It is quite normal after going through an exam such as this. Do you have trouble maintaining an erection," I professionally asked? "I can prescribe something that will help you maintain your erection for extended periods if need be." Mr. Iwouha mumbled that he would indeed like to try the little blue pill he had heard about. "I will give you a sample," I replied. As I reached in to check for hernias I couldn't help but bump into his erection with my hand. His penis had now grown to a full eight inches, as I dug my finger up under his fat pad and asked him to turn his head and cough. Everything checked out, but his erection refused to go away. It was like the 500-pound gorilla in the room that nobody was talking about.

I realized it was now time for the prostate exam, so I announced that nurse Chinyere would assist me with the prostate exam.

"Mr. Iwouha, please turn around and lean over and lay your head on your arm on the table." Mr. Iwouha attempted to cover his erection with his hands as he complied with my instructions. I turned to give him some privacy as I again washed my hands and put on an examination glove. "Nurse Chinyere is going to apply some lubrication. You may feel a warming sensation, then I'm going to check your prostate with my finger. A swollen prostate may indicate a serious condition that requires further treatment," I tried to professionally explain.

It was now Chinyere's turn to become flushed as she picked up the tube of warming KY Jelly and stepped beside Mr. Iwouha who was now bent over on the table with his legs spread wide and his scrotal sac in plain sight hanging low between his thighs. His penis was still stiff and bobbing up and down and back and forth as he leaned over.

I pulled back Mr. Iwouha' left ass cheek with my left hand while Chinyere squeezed out a generous portion of lubrication with her left hand, letting it run down his back passage, pulling his right cheek back with her right hand. As it flowed downward between his cheeks and onto his low hanging scrotal sac, I scooped some up and rubbed it onto his sac and gave his thick erection a few strokes. I then began to gently stimulate his tightly puckered anus with the tip of my right index finger. I toyed at the entrance to his sphincter muscle, flicking my finger in and out and around the sensitive anal lips, to help ease the transition to full penetration. Chinyere looked at me with a twinkle in her eye when we both heard Mr. Iwouha groan quietly with pleasure. He had reached between his legs and was unconsciously stroking his erection. "Mr. Iwouha I am now going to penetrate your anus with my finger and check your prostate. This may cause an involuntary release of pre-seminal fluid from your penis, so don't worry if you start to leak a bit," I reassured him.

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