There was a health campaign in our part of town for free checkups, men and women could have prostate and mammogram checks. Free checks so quite a few people would go.
There was a traveling mammogram machine in this big medical truck, provided by a hospital, for women and a few of those construction type trailers with small rooms for doctors doing prostate checks for men. The idea was you and your wife could get the attention free. All you had to do was show up.
We had planned to go together but I got called into work to check an order that I had botched up and said I would go later. My boss was always a jerk taking advantage of me. Mary went on ahead. After hers, she called me to make sure I would go and not just come home. I promised I would.
When I got there I was sent into one of the trailer rooms and told by this older doctor to remove my pants and underwear. He said, "You looked hesitant out there, I saw you."
"Well a little I guess. Never had this before."
"Are you aware of the procedure?"
"Ok," the doctor said, "It won't hurt. It'll take a bit of time though if you've never done this before."
He then took my blood pressure, checked my heart and lungs. He was being thorough and I was now glad I was here.
He stooped in front of me and took a long time looking for spots or whatever, including my balls and penis. A little too long touching my penis as I felt a pulse in there and was glad he stopped when he did. I think my face was a little red. Then he had me stand spread legs leaning over a cushioned table and I heard him putting on rubber gloves, all the while telling me that he would make sure I was very healthy. Then he inserted a finger into my rear, moving it around quite a bit before taking it out. He assured me that everything seemed pretty normal but he wanted to be thorough because these exams were free and the reputation of the doctors was that even if free, the exams would be complete.
"Now," he said, "stay there. I need to check the health of your scrotum and testicles as well in relation to your prostate." He showed me a rubber bullet shaped thing that he said he would use in several sizes. And would use condoms over them for health safety. It looked like a dildo to me. But he said he needed to agitate in the area of my prostate to get reactions.
The doctor had me lie closer on the table with my chest, head over the other side. I couldn't tell what he was doing as I heard rubber stretching and drawers opening. Then he was behind me again, a finger inserted a second time.
"Are you okay"
"Yes, I feel kinda dumb like this though, Doctor."
"Try not to be embarrassed. I'll be moving the probe in and out for awhile, then checking your prostate again. I might have to do it several times. Okay with that."
"Gee, I didn't think it took all this."
"Your health is important. Prevention is even more important. Just relax, it might even be pleasurable. But that's a normal reaction"
The doctor then slowly slid in the probe, holding it in there for a long moment before moving it slowly in and out of my ass. It wasn't that bad as he was being very gentle. I was wondering what poor women go through with a mammogram, as they always said it hurt a lot. He pulled it out slowly and I heard him again doing something behind me. I was starting to get worried now because it HAD been pleasurable and my cock had started to swell a bit. I though he couldn't see that from back there. Then I felt his finger go in again, while his hand went around to my heart with the stethoscope as he listened while moving his hand.
"Okay. Next thing." he said.
Now I felt a larger rubbery probe going in. It was kind of hard and yet soft on the outer side. He moved it in and out for a few minutes, then left it in there and moved around beside me saying, "This one will take a bit longer, I'll stroke you in there taking it in and out several times, so just relax totally. Open your legs wider if you can, thanks."
He moved back behind me and pushed the larger probe into my rear, holding a warm hand on my hip and pulling me into it. It WAS getting to feel better and I had no pain at all. I was glad I couldn't see a thing or else I would really have been embarrassed.
Then he slowly pulled it out. I waited a minute while I heard him doing something else then he pressed it back into me, very slowly. He must have been warming it because it now felt a lot warmer. He held it in again and I felt it there. He said, "That pulsing you feel is normal, it's your muscles not the probe."
"Okay." I said meekly. Now I was really afraid he might see my erection. And he did.
"An erection is normal, and it shows good healthy reaction to the process. We'll do a little longer then it'll be over."
He withdrew the probe again, then in again. I think he was now using two different probes and said so.
"Yes, alternating probes helps to see reaction."
My erection was really hard and pulsing itself. Now he was very close behind me, telling me he needed to feel my neck pulse as he probed, his hand went to my shoulder and he stepped close behind between my outspread legs. I could now feel his own warmth as he inserted the warm probe again. It was softer than the other one yet still hard within it seemed. He stroked again, now with a steady rhythm. I just relaxed on the table cushion and let him fuck me with those probes and came while my cock was hanging beneath the table! There was nothing I could do about it. He was holding me tight at the shoulder and now not saying anything while he pressed into me. Then he sort of gasped and stopped. Slowly withdrawing the probe again.
I heard him cleaning up and he said I could now turn and dress again.
He saw how flushed I was and said my orgasm was a normal thing and not to worry about it.
He filled out a chart on me and gave me his card to his clinic office, saying he couldn't see me during regular office hours but needed to do follow up examinations and tests which would be free as well. I was to call him in two days. I was completely normal and nothing to worry about but he often saw patients several times for repeats.
I walked out of there intent on telling my wife that it hurt like hell even if it only felt great! I knew I couldn't wait the two days for another session of health 'probes'.