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Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: James [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: Saturday, November 22, 2025, 09:28: pm In reply to: Pancho 's message, "Physical exams for grown men" on Friday, November 21, 2025, 01:21: am I didn't get any physicals for entrance to school, and I don't think I received any kind of physical at all, except to check for a hernia. I, with a long line of boys, were checked for hernias, each year before football season. The check was done by some old guy who was supposed to be a doctor, but wasn't listed in the phone book. I got some what of a physical when I went into the army, but it was an assembly line kind of thing and I got the feeling that they weren't trying to very hard to find anything that would keep a person from serving. I'm glad they didn't find any of several physical problems that would have kept me out of the service if I had complained. Later in life, when the only insurance I could afford was through the V.A., I was glad I had served. I hear a lot of people who get their insurance coverage thru the V.A. complain of different things they don't like and I dislike most of the same things. I would have no insurance if it wasn't for the V.A. My first trip to the V.A. was to get some medicine to lower my blood pressure. My b.p. was slightly to high to get my C.D.L. renewed and I had to have a C.D.L. to work in my trade. I thought I could get some medication that would lower my blood pressure enough to get my license renewed. Instead I was given a list of foods I could eat that would bring my b.p. down. Three days later I had a heart attack that kept me from working for six months. All of this writing I have done here and nothing has been written about a physical. I will write about the physical I finally got from the V.A. very soon. I'm a very slow typist and has taken a long time to get this much done. More soon [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Mark II [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, November 22, 2025, 11:01: pm I had written about my experience with getting a physical when I was in my very early thirties and had posted it in the thread about getting a physical for school. I had hoped to get people to tell their experiences of getting physicals as mature people and not as younger people who were at the hands of a school nurse and a student nurse. There were some tales of older people, and I had hoped to read more, but I think some people might have passed it by thinking it was only about children. I hope to read more entries about grown ups, and maybe even some females might contribute also. Here's hoping. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: James [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Friday, November 28, 2025, 08:42: pm I have, I think, an interesting message,(story), and I hope I can make it as interesting in the telling as it was happening. My story is what happened after the heart attack, when I finally got an appointment with what was to become my regular doctor. My appointment was a morning appointment, 10:00 o'clock. First thing was blood pressure, temp, did I need a flu shot? was I hurting from pain and how bad. I thought I was talking to a doctor, but she turned out to be just the nurse. To bad, I think, it would be nice to have a cute young doctor, but no such luck. Out in the hallway where I was weighed, with all my clothes on, not like the children in the stories about school physicals. I was thirty six at the time and I was pleasantly surprised to find my doctor was a few years younger, and quite attractive. I had heard some stories that most of the doctors at the V.A. were old retired army,navy, or whatever branch of the service. Said they were gruff and without a lot of finesse as well as being not up to modern things that was happening in medicine. Anyway she introduced herself and told me that I was scheduled for a long appointment as she liked to do a full examination on all of her new patients. The first thing we need is for you to get undressed and into this gown. She made some notes in a folder and the nurse just stood by and pointed to an unused chair as a place to put my clothes. Good thing I'm not shy, I say to myself, because she was watching me while I removed my clothes. Those also, she said when I hesitated removing my underwear. I was slow removing my underwear because I had lost a bet with my wife and had ended up getting my pubic hair shaved. With an electric razor, which I would recommend to anyone who ever intends to get bare down there. We, my wife and I had a hot tub and would often have friends over for a tub party. All of the guys went in bare and some of the ladies also. My wife didn't most of the time although she would go in bare if it was just me and about three different ladies. She always wore a suit iff another man was there. She planned to embarrass me next time we had a pool party. Anyway, I'm keeping my back turned so the nurse can't see until I get the robe on. All set? asks the doctor. I guess so. First thing she did was check my spine. Next she had me walk away from her on my heels taking really short steps. O.k. Remove the gown and walk back to me same way you walked away. I hesitated just enough for her to say, if you have a problem with being nude, I can make an appointment with a male doctor but you will have to wait at least a month before you can be seen. It isn't that it's just embarrassing to show you what I lost on a bet. Questioning looks from her and the nurse. What did you loose? My hair I said and removed my gown. They both and the doctor said I was really worried you were somehow disfigured. No, just a looser of a bet. Well, thank the person you bet with because it will make it easier to examine you. I walked back to her and she said put the gown back on if you like and walk away from me again on your tiptoes. Now remove the gown and walk back on your tip toes. Have ever have back problems? I suppose you mean because of the lordosis. (sp) Yes she said surprised. I was diagnosed with it when I went in the army. I told the Doctor then that I had played basketball, football and ran track and I was never bothered. I also was Airborne, a paratrooper and was never bothered. O.k. then,( she said o.k. a lot) lets do a skin check and see if you have any thing that needs closely examined. Lay down on the examining table on your stomach and we'll have a look. I need to take a break. I'm not a fast typist. I will continue after a break. I'll be back, this is therapy for me. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: james [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Friday, December 12, 2025, 09:15: pm I have the feeling no one is reading these posts. So many people had a story to tell and now seem to have lost interest. I have read every thing written about the examinations and even some of the stuff about enemas. I don't like what I saw posted by the enema people but they seem to think it was important enough to carry on an exchange of advice and information. It doesn't seem to be enough interest to warrant a comment from someone. Maybe there is no one reading any of this to comment. Either way if some interest isn't shown, I've written my last. I'm talking about stuff other than enemas. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Jones [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Thursday, December 18, 2025, 02:21: am I think someone could start and get a good reaction (messages) if someone wrote about physical examinations from the V.A.. If you don't know what the V.A. is, I will explain. It is the Veterans Administration medical and hospital service. Much has been written about it that was not favorable and for the most part what was written was true. However, for some of us it is the only insurance we have and even tho I gripe about it, I consider myself lucky to have it. Some of my experiences have made me angry, some I have been grateful for, some have been funny and a couple have been quite erotic if only in my mind. I will relate one experience that I'm not quite sure how to classify. Let me say that from the experiences I have had with the V.A. I believe that a lot of the bad things that happen to me is due to the doctors that work for the V.A. Some of the best doctors that can be found anywhere work for the V.A. I don't know this for sure but I believe the V.A. pays for the doctors schooling in exchange for a certain amount of time as a physician for the V.A. Some young and very good doctors work for V.A. to pay off their cost of medical school. That said, because of the shortage of trained medical people available, they are sometimes forced to accept less than the best. I also believe that a medical license from some middle east country will get that doctor a job with the V.A. I have seen more than one who didn't speak English well enough to confer with a patient with out the help of a nurse or aide who had been working with him and could understand what he was trying to say. That much said I'm going to take a break and try to tell about my fun time I had with an examination by V.A. doctors. By the way, I call myself Jones because I feel like the average guy being treated by the V.A. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Jones [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, December 20, 2025, 03:15: am To continue on with my experience; I had gonee to my regular V.A. doctor for one of my twice a year visits and was embarrassed to tell her I had developed two rough spots on my penis and I was actually worried that I might have some type of skin cancer or just plain cancer of some sort. She has a look and tells me I have genital warts. You can get them from multiple partners if you don't wear protection. She says your in luck we have a new urologist at the clinic and I'm going to let him treat you. I got in to see him right away because he had only arrived and didn't have any patients yet. He was one of these imports I was writing about. My regular dr must have sent word ahead of time. He told me to remove my shoes and pants and get on the examining table and lie on my back. I did and he starts to examine my penis when he notices the square pump box in my scrotum. I didn't mention I had a penile pump for an operation I had for peyronies disease. I had a penile implant done and I can pump it up and have an erection, tho it becomes much bigger if I have an erection of my own to go with it. Peyronies is caused by some sort of trauma to your penis. End result is a bend in the penis that makes it sometimes impossible to have intercourse. Such was my case. My regular doctor was aware of the implant and whenever I went in for an office visit she would check it out. One of the tests she did was to have me pump it up untill it was hard and then wait five five minutes and then check to see if it was still just as hard or if it was leaking off pressure. It had tested O.K. When he saw the pump in my scrotum, he wanted to do the pressure test. I told him that my regular doctor had checked it out but he insisted on doing it also. So, I'm laying on my back with an artificial erection and he wheels out this machine that is designed to burn off these warts. It can also be used to remove regular warts or skin tags. He props up my erection so that it is pointing to the ceiling. He cleans the warts with some of that green soap and turns on the machine. Nothing happens. He flips the on-off switch several times and starts to get upset. He says the machine is broke. This red light comes on when the machine is on and the light won't come on. He leaves and comes back with the girl who took my vital information to start a file on me. He brings her in and is telling her the machine don't work, and does she know what is wrong. She said she's not a nurse, shes a clerk and she doesn't know anything about the machine. In the meantime I'm laying there with my erection sticking straight up, and she is staring at it. He says wait here and goes across the hallway and to the urgent care room and gets the nurse that is on duty to come over and have a look at the machine. He has left the door to his room open and there is a fair amount of traffic passing by and anyone looking in can see my erection sticking up. The doctopr who was on duty in the urgent care comes in and he tells her about the machine being broke. She says maybe the red light is not working. During all this time I'm starting to enjoy all of the attention my penis is getting and I get my own excitement going which makes for a really decent hard on. The young girl who is the receptionist is still there and staring, and I figure at anytime he is going to start bringing in passerbys to have a look. The doctor from urgent care takes one of the electrodes and touches it against the metal frame of the machine and it sparks. She tells the urologist it's working and they all leave. the door is still open and people are walking by and looking, He burns off the warts, I let off the pressure and am pulling my pants on when he tells me to turn myback to the door, people passing by can see me. What an ass I think. There was a curtain that could have been pulled that would have kept any passerbys from seeing in. enough This wasn't about just an exam but I had to vent. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: William [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Wednesday, December 24, 2025, 10:30: pm To James; I read your messages and would be interested in reading more if you are willing to share. I think more are reading them also. I think you should give James a shout if you are enjoying, or even just reading his posts. This is better than reruns on T.V. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Smith (smiley) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Tuesday, January 13, 2026, 07:26: am I have a story that pertains to what will fit your physical for grown men thread. My experience comes at the V.A. clinic and ends at the V.A. hospital. I was doing my semi annual office visit with my regular doctor when I showed her a rough patch of skin on my left nipple and asked if I might get some type of steroid cream to clear it up. She looked at it and got kind of excited. She told me that it was probably just a skin condition, but it could also be a type of cancer known as padget's desease. Now there are two kinds of padget's or padgett's desease and the one she was worried about was BAD!! She sent me to a female imaging place and I got some x-rays done of my breast. I was told by the technician doing the x-ray it was common for men to get their breast x-rayed, but I think she was trying to make me feel better about being the only male in the place. Back to the V.A. clinic where my regular doctor had been busy setting me up with a doctor who specialized in this type of problem. It was at a women's clinic some 125 miles South of where we were and it was for the next day, in the afternoon. The next day was, I think, a Friday, and also New Years Eve. Next morning after getting my must do chores done, I headed South and found the clinic about three o'clock. After filling out the paper work, I talked to the doctor and she said that she would set me up fora biopsy as soon as possible after the first of the year. She said she planned on having me put to sleep while she did the biopsy, and to do that she would have to give me a physical examination. Now this is like four o'clock on new years eve and the clinic is just about deserted. She apologized to her nurse, but said she would require her to stay for the physical. She told the nurse full body physical in preparation for an operation. Into the examining room where I was told to completely disrobe. Understand, I'm not an old man and the nurse is reasonably young and quite pretty. The doctor is a little younger than me an is attractive thought not as much as the nurse. I didn't think of it at the time, but seeing hoe it was a women's clinic, they probably didn't get many men to do physical exams on. The nurse weighed me,didn't measure my height, and then did my blood pressure. I have been weighed at the V.A. many times and always with my clothes on. I had a hospital gown on at this time and when the doctor came in she said you might as well leave the robe on a chair, you will have it off more than on. I would like to interject here with something I was privy to that my primary doctor showed me. It was notes about the patient that are forwarded to the next doctor so that the next doctor knows if the patient has a hangup about something or in my case my doctor had written Mr. Smith is very comfortable with his body and discussing it. He has no problem with physical exams done by women nurses or doctors. This isn't exactly what was wrote but that was what it was meant to convey. When my regular doctor had done my initial physical exam, we had moments of humor that we both laughed at. On a more serious note, when I became erect while she was feeling my testicles for "anything that doesn't belong there", as I tried to apologize she reassured me it happened regularly. I will continue this later, my back won't stand for any more. Smith [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Smith (smiley) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Tuesday, February 24, 2026, 12:16: am I decided to write more about my experience with the V.A. doctors because as someone else has explained, it feels like it is good therapy. So, I'm at this V.A. women's clinic and I am getting a physical on New Years Eve. It was pretty much a standard men's kind of exam, including the pubic area exam. We were late getting done and the doctor said it was because she wanted to get the biopsy done as soon as possible. All seemed O.K. except after the first of the year ,I waited and when I went in for my regular visit to my doctor. It was the middle of March. I complained that I had done an office visit on New Years Eve because it was urgent and that was two and a half months ago and I hadn't heard from the women's clinic doctor yet. My doctor made a call and told me the other doctor said she was still wanting to do the biopsy but shewas moving her office and she would have to get in touch with me as to what date would be available. I'm sorry, but I had written more than this and my machine erased all of it and I had to start over. My back is hurting so I am going to stop unti I quit hurting. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Smith [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, March 08, 2026, 04:31: am More about my visit to the dr who was at the womens clinic. Remembering as best I can, I finally got another appointment about early May. Not knowing what to expect, I showed up at her new clinic thinking I might get that biopsy finally done. No such luck. Because it had been so long from the first physical, and the fact I was going to be put to sleep for the biopsy I would have to have another complete physical exam. She introduces me to the doctor who would be doing the exam. She was the person who came and got me while I was in the waiting room. She said this is Dr Jones and she is interning with me and she is going to be a general practitioner. I'm not kidding you this young lady looked like she couldn't have been more than fifteen or sixteen, at the most, years old. I dont know how this intern business works, but I kind of thought it was like the intern was still in school. Well, I'm thinking that if she is going to do her schooling at a womens clinic, she isn't going to get many chances to have a male patient. I made some remark about her learning to be a doctor, and was told that she was a doctor already. Anyway she would be doing my physical. I'm thinking she is lucky to have a male to do this physical on, because she isn't going to get many chances at this women's clinic. Anyway the doctor says she will be doing your complete physical. The doctor told the intern she had somethings he had to do and would check back later. She left and the intern said the first thing we need tor you to do is get undressed and into this gown. She watched as I got undressed and when I got down to my underwear she said, those too. She weighed me, and took my temp and blood pressure. She didn't make me walk away from her, which kind of surprised me, but she did trace my backbone down and had me bend over and touch my fingers to the floor while she checked my back again. She listened to my chest and then had me get on the examining table on my back. She removed my gown down to my waist and did some tapping on my stomach and checked my liver she told me. Next she had me stand while she checked me for a hernia. All this time I'm wondering why she doesn't have a nurse or an observer of some kind. It is like I have this teenage female alone with me and if she had been older, it would have seemed more "right". I'm doing o.k. till she says, I better do this part next, and she pulls on a pair of examining gloves, and says rest your chest on the table and I need to check your prostate. She had small hands and short fingers and it seemed to take her awhile until she was finished. She next took a glass slide and told me to turn around and she milked my penis and she got stuff on the slide. Now I don't see anyway in hell any of this has to do with this biopsy. The only thing I can think of is she is doing this because she isn't going to get many men to practice on in a women's clinic. Bless her heart for having small fingers, so it wasn't unpleasant having her do her exam but I would say that the fluid from the prostate running down the inside of my penis is a tickle and it made me start to firm up. The act of milking it down added to my swelling and then she pulls her stool up in front of my groin and reached out and started to feel my testicles real gently and I went ahead and got a full blown erection. Have to stop, my back is hurting. Will finish shortly [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Wilber [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Monday, March 09, 2026, 07:02: pm C'mon already! Take a pill and get on with it 1 [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Smith [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Monday, March 09, 2026, 08:32: pm I also have choirs to do, so I have to parcel out the time that my back isn't hurting. Anyway, she is feeling my testicles and staring at my penis which is like only fifteen inches from her face, and she reaches up and start feeling my penis. Now I have had my penis checked for peyronies disease and it has been done by gently squeezing the sides starting at the base and working to the head. Then the same thing is done with the fingers on the top and bottom of the penis. I couldn't help it, but ever so often it would throb. Kind of like raise up and fall back down on its own. A drop of pearl looking moisture came out the end ofit,and she wiprd it off with a napkin. The second drop she just let it fall to the floor. Next she reached over and picked up another slide. She mumbled something about another speciman, and wrapped he fingers and hand in a pretty good imitation of a mastubation hold and started moving her hand back and forth. I was startled, and said something like your going to get more than that slide will hold if you keep that up. She said something like OH! and stopped. She said excuse me, and left the room and soon returned with the regular doctor. The doctor looked me over and took the intern out of the room for a couple of minutes. When they returned the doctor had a seat on her desk so she could watch. The intern sat back down on her stool and did the full exam again but not the part that felt like I was being masturbated. That was the most of the exam, anyway the part that was interesting. When the intern had left I tried to apologize but the doctor waved me off and said it was something she needed to have happen, and she wouldn't have to run for help. I had the biopsy done two days later and the little 3/8th long piece of skin that was removed wasn't worth any of the preparation that went into removing it. I was just an object that that doctor used for the interns schooling. By the way, the biopsy showed it to be nothing more than psoriasis. I have often wondered what would have happened if I hadn't said something to cause her to stop jacking me off. I think if I had been younger I might have let her finish. Maybe she would have stopped on her own. Anyway thats my story about the V.A. and one of my physical examinations at their hands [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Wilber [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Wednesday, March 11, 2026, 03:55: pm To Smith. Pretty good story. Not real good, but pretty good. Thanks for sharing. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Wilber [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, March 14, 2026, 03:15: am To Smith, Your story had me going until you did the part about her jacking you off. Ruined the complete story. Just my opinion. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Roger (hopeful) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, March 14, 2026, 07:46: pm Love reading these stories, I'm just hoping they don't end. Matter of fact, I wish there was more. I have a story, but I don't know which category to put it in, so I will just throw it in here. Early in my adult life I was living with a pretty little gal who had hopes of becoming a nurse. She went to work at our local hospital as a nurses aide. There are no colleges near our little town, so the chances of getting her nurses credentials were small. however, she was told, by the hospital admin, that she could get some sort of nursing credentials, by wworking as a nurses aide and taking classes that the hospital would provide. She had three friends who also wanted to be nurses so they all four signed up for the training. Break while I rest up. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Roger (back for more) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, March 14, 2026, 08:48: pm To set the stage a little better, it would help to know that I worked construction, lived in a snowy country and was off work, four or five months out of the year. Our house was the meeting place for my girlfriends coffee gatherins every morning. As a result I became aquainted with her friends, even tho I didn't sit at the kitchen table and drink coffee or tea and bulls---. The three gals who were in training with with my wife was at our house every morning, and usually spent the morning talking about work and school. The classes they took were in the evening, and most of their work was in the afternoon. After some time had gone by, like a month, the four of them, with my gal doing most of the talking, came to me with a request. They weren't allowed to do hands on work on the patients, and they were provided with a couple of practice bodies to work with and to hear them tell it, it was nothing like a real body. They wanted me to be their practice patient. Each of the other three girls had a reason their boyfriends or husband couldn't do it. And I might say the reasons were valid. The plan was, what ever they studied the night before, they would practice on me the next morning. After getting assurances of no shots, I agreed. The first thing they wanted to do was change the bedding while I was in the bed. I weigh one hundred and fifty-five lbs, and two of them handled it easily. Shaving was another choir. Things started to get more interesting when they wanted to change a pissy diaper. They had diapers they had bought at the store and a rubber sheet from the hospital. Another break [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Roger (again) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, March 15, 2026, 01:53: am So, the first problem comes when I am supposed to have wet myself. I had it in my mind that I would probably wear a diaper over my underwear, and they would pretend I was wet. Not a chance. Big argument ensues. I put in my two cents worth, I'm not going to wet myself while wearing a diaper, so they can feel the realism, or some crap. They huddle and then come back with a compromise. I don't have to pee on myself, they will pore a pint of warm water on the diaper after I put it on. But my underwear will be wet, and if each one of you change my diaper, I'm going to run out of clean underwear. Your not going to wear underwear, just the diaper and besides each of us has to take a turn cleaning you up with a wet washcloth. You would get all chapped and the bed would stink if we just changed your diaper. Besides, we will put powder on you or something to keep you from getting diaper rash. I didn't sign up for all of this. Oh come on, they whined and argued with me and finally I asked my girlfriend if she was ok with them seeing my naked butt, and everything else. She said she didn't mind, she was kind of proud of my body. I got her aside and asked her what would happen if I got an erection. She new how quick I was . She just had to look at it and it was hard. I'm not going to be able to hold back, I'm sure. She said that was discussed in class the night before and they were understanding. I'm willing to try it I said, just don't get mad at me. Fair enough she says. I need another break. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Roger (about to have fun) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Wednesday, March 18, 2026, 10:04: pm So.... After waiting a suitable amount of time to see if anyone was reading what I wrote, or was interested enough to ask for more,(no one did,)I believe I must be writing this for my own enjoyment. That being the case, I think I will write down what I wished had happened. I think a mixture of both is what will be written. Mostly fact. Actually, what really happened is fun enough, and erotic enough, to make the truth worth telling. Alright, the diaper changing started with a roll of a dice to see who would go first and who would assist. Got to name the girls first. #1 Ann #2 Bea #3 Jan #4 Joy. My girls name was Ann. Jan & Bea were the first picked. Alright, now understand I am supposed to be unable to help with what is going on. Now I get in bed with a gown and a diaper on and a sheet covering me. My wife,Ann, comes in and pulls back my sheet and pours about a pint of warm water over my groin area and pulls the sheet back up, and says ok, go to it. Do it with confidence my wife says, and Jan moves in and pulls the sheet to the foot of the bed. Now I could enter the conversation that went on but I think that will make this run a long time and considering how slow I am at typing, I will try to limit the talk, and still let myself enjoy what happened. Jan says something about someone having an accident, and says we're here to help. She tells Bea to get some water ready for washing and she, Jan, undoes my diaper and slowly pulls it down. Next she moves me onto my side and pulls th diaper free. We are not using soapy water, says Jan, just pretend. If we were giving him a complete bath, I would use the glove but since we're just washing an area, I will use a wash cloth.They pulled the sheet off and replaced it with a towel. Next she rolled me over and washed my backside. She paid particular attention to the crack of my butt, Even getting a finger out of the wash cloth to give me an extra rub across my butt hole. Next, she rolls me over on my back and starts washing from my belly down. When she gets down to my penis she pulls my leg out to the side and washes the iside of my leg. Next Bea pulls my other leg out and washes the inside of that leg. Now that I'm in the frog position, Jan starts washing my privates. She pulls up my sac and washes under and the washes my sack. Shwe holds my penis out of the way while she washes my balls and then washes my penis with her bare hands. Wrong!! says all three of the other girls. How can you wash under his foreskin with that big cloth? asks Jan. All the time this argument is going on, Jan still has hold of my penis and is giving it soft squeezes. It is growing in her hand as they talk. My wife accuses her of playing with it and Jan says I knew we couldn't use Roger as a patient because she would be jealous. Any way my girlfriend gives in and says she won't stop what ever is being done. Jan gives several good tugs on it and then I'm dried off and the sheet is replaced. Next,Bea gets to do the washing and they decide to forgo the wet diaper and just use a dry on. This time it was done with more speed. The diaper was removed and I was rolled on my belly and my back side was quickly washed and back on my back. I have an erection that's not really hard but obviously an erection. Bea almost immediately went to work washing my balls and then washing my penis. No washcloth was used and when she washed my penis she took her time and made several strokes like she was jacking me off. The other nurses were watching closely and my girl Ann wasn't complaining. A short break. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: Roger (enjoying) [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Sunday, March 22, 2026, 12:42: am The girls huddled and came back and said a change was to be made. What they decided was to fix a curtain across my chest so I couldn't see who was doing the washing and who was being the assistant. With a couple of chairs with a couple of trash cans on the chairs and a curtain rod with a sheet draped over it, I was blocked from seeing anything. Now I couldn't see any of the girls and couldn't tell who was washing and who was watching. It made for a rather erotic experience even without being touched. I was hard as soon as I was touched. With all four looking, and not knowing who was washing, being touched was almost an electric feeling. I was informed that the last washing would be with soap, and would have to be rinsed, and they were going to cut cards to see who was going to do it. I will say, that was as clean as my butt has ever been,and my penis was washed even cleaner. I was then told they were cutting cards to see who was going to apply baby lotion. I could't see but while I was being washed I was also getting cord tied to the rail under the bed and both of my wrists were tied snug to the bed and I was helpless. I would have went along with the tying if they had asked, but this made me more excited wonderin what was going to happen. Patients do not get tied to their beds, I said. We are a ways away from you being a patient you should realize, my girl said, from the back side of the curtain. Just go along and you won't be sorry. What choice do I have, I asked. Good question she answered. Did I give you your vitamin? she asked. I was given a pill, which I took, because four women can make you take a pill if your hands are tied. I had never had taken viagra before and I didn't know a lot about it, but I sure found out before the day was done. My penis was all shined up from the washing, and the first feeling was a pair of lips on my penis. Somebody knew what they were doing and I don't think it was my girl. I got blow jobs, hand jobs, and each one of them took a turn squatting down on my cock and screwing me. I couldn't get enough and it seemed neither could they. A few hours later, I was untied and set free because they had to go to work. They eached thanked me and said I was a good patient, and hoped I would be available for the next time I was needed. I assured them I would be. I asked my wife if there was a chance I could become a professional patient. She just laughed at me. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: James [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Friday, April 03, 2026, 04:36: am Really enjoyed your story! More, I dare hope? (I'm talking to Roger.) [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: clumsome [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Friday, June 12, 2026, 09:27: pm This story has two parts, and I am a slow typer (typist), so it may take awhile to get it down. First thing to know is, I am a lineman. I build power lines. Not telephone lines, tho I have done that, but power lines. Everything from the big steel towers to the lines running into your house. All of it, even the stuff underground. To be able to do all of that you might think I have a reasonable amount of intelligence. Probably so, but sometimes not good sense. My story takes place at the start of summer when I was still in my early twenties. I was working on a wood pole line doing transformer replacements. I decided I would get a head start on my suntan and I climbed a pole without a shirt. We were off the road, and out of sight of passing cars, and I wasn't worried of being seen. The pole was quite tall, the telephone was high and the pole was an old one that had been climbed many times. It was also heavily creasoted. Allthe old hook marks from climbers before me had left a lot of scars in the pole with a lot of splinters sticking out. I climbed the pole with things on my climbing belt that made it pull my pants down lower on my hips than normal. By the time I made it to the telephone level my pants and belt were about to fall off. Or at least down to my ankles. This probably caused me to what is called kickout. That is where my hooks both loose contact with the pole and I slide fifty feet down this pole to the ground. I tried too hug the pole first and the splinter pain was too much. Then I just tried to get one of my hooks into the pole enough to slow me down. I ended up bouncing off the pole all the way to the ground. I got up and started to climb the pole again when the pain of those creasote splinters hit me. It was like a hundred wasp stings all at once. From my pubic hairs to my neck, on my chin, and on the inside of both my arms. I was on fire. My foreman says to the hospital? I said yes! and hurry. At the hospital, I told the foreman I would call him when I was they were done with me. He went back to the crew. After filling out papers about my insurance, I was led back to an examining room by what looked yo be a teenage nurse. After showing her my mass of splinters, she asked how far down do they go. I said into my pubic hair. Remove all your clothes and she gave me one of those close in the back robes and I will tell the doctor your ready. I got down to my underwear, and asked everything? and she said yes. I tturned my back to her and removed my underwear. She said she would be right back and to have a seat on the examining table. She returned shortly and we struck up a conversation. It seems we were from the same small town and I had played legion baseball and her father was my coach. Turns out she wasn't a full nurse, more like a nurses aide. She was going to college, first year, and nursing was what she was studying, and this was just her second day on the job. She hadn't done anything except to show people to the examining rooms. She said I was her first patient. Now this is all fine and good, but these splinters are really starting to hurt. I asked her if she could check to see what the hold up was. She left and came back and said he was just finishing up with a patient and would be right in. When he finally arrived he didn't look like a doctor, wearing a faded navy work shirt, wrinkled, wrinkled khaki pants and a pair of sandals and not even any socks. He comes in,introduces himself and said lets get a look at your splinters. I take my gown off one shoulder and he takes it from me and sees my chest and just pulled it all the way off. He stares at me a minute and finally asks how this happened. I told him I had fell about fifty feet down a pole that I was belted into and couldn't get away from. I'm standing stark naked and he keeps looking me up and down. He says he better check me for a hernia, tells me to spread my feet, and does the old turn your head and cough trick. All this time this nursing student is close by getting an eye full. He pulls a stool over and sees the splinters in my pubic hair and said to the nurse (trainee) bring me som clippers, I need to see how far down these splinters go. She comes back with some clippers and he said get a standoff attachment. She did and he clipped my pubic hair shorter than it was. I have to break now. I'll be baaack........ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: clumsome [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, June 13, 2026, 03:39: am I should amend that last part where I say he clipped my pubic hair. He clipped some and then said why am I prepping this patient? He handed the clippers to the nurse and said trim it down even with the top of his penis and them trim him up including his chest. I had a thick growth of hair that went up to my belly button and a good growth of chest hair. The doctor said, I think he will appreciate that. He went to a cabinet and came back with a spray can, that he told her would help deaden the pain. Then he said , paint him well from his penis to his shoulder. He said, I'll be back, and left. I was feeling sort of bad for her, but I didn't know if this was something that was in her job description or not so I didn't say anything. She clipped the hair on my chest, and then my belly, and clipped my pubic hair until she had left the patch that was around my penis that was laying on my belly. She paused just a moment, shrugged her shoulders and picked up my penis and clipped the remaining hair. I said you missed some, and she said where and I said under where it was laying. She picked up my penis and run the clippers all over the area again. The clippers made a really vibrator like feeling in my pubic area. I felt the stirring of an erection beginning, and she must have also. She held it for a moment, and then said we were told that men would have erections while we were doing our job and we were just to ignore it unless the patient made us uncomfortable. I said am I making you uncomfortable? she said no. She then sprayed me from my shoulders to my penis, lifted it up, and sprayed under it. I didn't have any splinters that far down but she seemed to be getting comfortable around my nudity. Her picking it up again sort of gave it another little bit of a growth spurt. I wasn't fully hard but I did have some noticeable swelling. She waited for a minute or so and sprayed me again. She said to paint the areas that you had splinters, and she painted me with this green stuff. I believe it is called physohex. I'm sure that's not the way it is spelled. She asked if I wanted some more spray on pain killer and I said sure. She didn't lift up my penis again. I thought that was why she asked about more pain killer, was to get to feel it again, but I guess not. Shortly in walked the doctor and said he looks ready to go. Did you spray him? yes she said, three times. This is where things went bad. He produces a scrub brush, the kind with the really stiff bristles and starts to scrub my chest. We are talking major pain! More than I had up to that time. He was very casual and I guess my scream woke him up. I was off the table and after him. He ran out of the room and down the hall and I chased him a few steps before I realized I was naked. I called him a stupid s.o.b. and asked him what was wrong with him. He said you don't expect me to pick them out one at a time do you? I know your not going to use that scrub brush on me, I said. I went back in the examining roomand had a seat on the table. He came back to the door, and told the nurse to spray me down several more times and then maybe I would let her brush some out. He left and she said lay back down and I will spray you many times and maybe you will at least not be in as much pain. She sprayed me until the can ran out of spray, and then asked, your not going to let me brush those out are you. Nope, I said. She said she would wrap me up with enough gauze that it wouldn't stain my shirt. She said I'm sure he is not coming back, I think he is afraid you will hit him. I would have if I could have caught him I said. She said, would you do me a favor. Sure I said. Would you let me check you for a hernia? I watched him and you can tell me if I'm doing it right. Sure enough, I said. She moved me over to where my clothes were on a chair ,it was also behind the door so that the door would be a warning of someone coming in. She did a fair job of checking each side twice, and then she said let me see. I was already getting harder and she just pulled on it a couple of times and then stepped back and looked. I knew there wasn't anymore going to happen so she helped me get dressed and before I left she handed me a piece of paper with her phone number on it. I called her a couple of days later and explained I was married, otherwise I would have followed her home from the hospital. That is the first part of my story. What was interesting was when job ended and I returned home for some rest time. My splinters were making me move kind of stiff. So later.... My name comes from one time I was asked if I was a lineman and I said I clumsome, sounds dumb now. later chapter two..... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: clumsome [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Wednesday, June 24, 2026, 12:40: am I took a layoff and hung around the house recuperating from the fall at work. I would soak in the tub in the morning, some time before noon and then when I got out of the tub I would sit on the edge of the tub and my wife would pick slivers out of my chest and arms. When she first started to pick them out, each one had to be picked with a needle and then pulled out with tweezers. She seemed to enjoy the picking when she first started, but soon grew bored with it. There was usually three or four of her friends over for coffee in the morning, and she would rather be visiting with them than picking splinters from my body. One morning she was drinking coffee with the girls, and I asked her if she would do some picking and she said she had to start cooking or baking, I don't remember which. Then she said to her cousin Nancy, why don't you go in and do the picking for me. She explained to Nancy that she just had to touch some of the splinters and they would just about jump out, they were so festered. Some of them would, not all. She yelled that Nancy would come and do the splinter removal. I was sitting on this little chair that leaned back, and I was without clothes as was the way she usually administered to me. I said wait until I can put on a robe. Wife said, Nancy is bringing your robe. I guess I should explain that my wife liked to show off my body, and embarrass me at the same time. She bought some really brief underwear one time and had me model them for her girl friends. She had me put them on in the bedroom and then walk out into the living room so they all could see. She stuck her hand down the front of the briefs and played with me until I was semi hard and then pushed me out for the girls to see. I'll admit that I am a bit of an exhibitionist, maybe quite a bit, so I didn't struggle to hard. Before I could get a towel, Nancy walks in with my robe. She said its silly to wear this, I can see everything you've got right now. My wife liked to show me off,but she was always there when it happened, never left me alone with out her being there. A towel would have done a better job of covering my nudity. I had to pull the robe off my shoulders and leave it bunched behind me. Nancy had never seen the splinters, and the first thing she wanted to do was have a look at where they were. All the way from the inside of my arms to the side of my neck, down my chest to where the robe was covering the ones in my pubic hair. She asks if I have some in my pubic hair that was covered by my robe. Yes I do. Let me see. There are plenty to pick that you can see on my chest and belly. Let me see. No. She yells to my wife that I won't let her see all my splinters. Wife yells back at me to nock off the B.S. and let her see so she can get started. I open my robe and position it so the belt is holding it together so that the base of my penis is all she can see. The splinters stop just above that. She said you have a lot of them in your pubic hair. Yes they are harder to pick out of the hair. What looks like a yellow pimple is a splinter that will almost jump out if you touch it with a needle,but picking the splinter out of the hair takes time. She said I will start at your naval and see how it goes. This little chair I was sitting in works just fine for whoever is picking kneels between my spread legs and can lean forward and pick splinters with one hand and hold themselves up with the other. Nancy soon devbeloped a system of pick three or four with the needle and then lift the splinters out with the tweezers. I was leaning back with a wash cloth over my eyes because the overhead light was bright. Nancy was working her way down towards my pubic area and as she got close to my penis, she rested the heel of her hand on the base of my penis. I said that's to far down, and she just yelled to my wife that I was being a baby, and was complaining. My wife yelled at me to knock it off and let Nancy do what she needed to do to remove those splinters. I said, go ahead, You won't hear me complain. Now I know I had splinters within a couple of inches of the base of my penis and I understood that she had to rest her palm on something, And whe my wife had tried to pick the ones near my penis she had rested her palm on my penis. I should have trimmed the hair, but I didn't know she was going to be doing it and my wife didn't pick there because it was to hard to get the splinters out. Nancy firmly rested the heel of her hand on the base of my peter and as she moved her hand she was slowly moving my robe open. I could not tell that she had opened my robe the full length of my peter. She kept working lower down in the pubic area and soon I realized that I was exposed. I said you might want to cover me up, and she said I can't see anything my hand has you covered. She was getting enough movement on my member and I knew she could see it and was sneaking feels and I started to get hard. It wouldn't lay on my balls, it started to raise up. She said I will just use it as a rest up here, and layed it on my belly and used it as a rest. I have to take a break, I don't know why I'm explaining, no one is still reading these anyway.... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Physical exams for grown men Author: clumsome [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, June 27, 2026, 02:16: am Nancy now was resting her palm on my peter and was finding reason to move it all around my belly. I had a full fledged hard on and Nancy was moving her hand up and down and I yelled out, Honey you better come see what Nancy is doing. My wife yelled back if it doesn't hurt quit complaining. I said to my self, what the hell, it sure doesn't hurt, and I let Nancy lazily jack me off. She paused for a second and said I need to get in a more comfortable position. When she grabbed my peter again she really started to masturbate me. When I felt that pair of lips slip over the head, I said enough! Pulling the wash cloth from over my eyes I sat up and saw that my wife had changed places with her cousin. Not only that, but all her friends were in the room watching. They all had a good laugh, but then one of them asked aren't you going to finish him off? I said enough! you've had your fun. I guess they didn't think so, because Nancy and another girl pinned my shoulders back to the chair an other one was pushing my chest back against the chair. The last girl put the wash cloth across my eyes again, and my wife says, you can just imagine it's just me in here with you, now hold still. Oh well, I got a blowjob of varying degrees of quality, but I never removed my eye covering to make sure it was just my wife doing the b.j. When I exploded I looked and it was my wife finishing me off. After that morning there wasn't any shortages of volunteers to pick splinters and I never complained, or called for my wife to come save me. I did make one demand, if I was going to lay back, exposed, who ever was picking splinters did so without clothes. After much discussion, they agreed. My wife would pop her head around the door and have a look, every once in a while, buy never complained about what was going on. It changed into a full blown orgy one morning, and then things cooled down for a few days. Most of the time hardly any splinters was picked out. As Nancy once remarked, we don't want to run out of splinters, do we. It all ended when I had to leave town to go to work. It would have been nice if i had fell off another pole and loaded my chest up with splinters, buy it didn't happen. Nancy did find a few more to pick, but it wasn't the same. Thats all, I guess. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]