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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 18
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Nabokov
When I was 10, our medical plan started giving complete physicals. Our family all went on the appointment date to the facility where they were given. The nurses took us one at a time to individual changing rooms, where we were given thin paper robes to don. After putting mine on, I was told to go to a certain exam room and wait. After a short while, the doctor came in with one of the young nurses to perform my physical. There was a high exam table in the middle of the room that I had to sit up on. The nurse stood a little to the side, holding a chart on a clipboard to write down the doctor's findings. I sat on the end of the table as the doctor thumped on my chest and listened to my heart and lungs with his stethescope. Then he opened the paper robe and proceded to check my ribs and stomach. As he opened the robe, it fell off my shoulders and onto my lap, barely covering my genitals. At that age, I had just begun to get erections at the slighted brush on my skin, and I felt one coming on. I glanced over nervously to where the nurse stood leaning back against the supply table. She just stood there watching us and making an occassional entry in my chart. Then the doctor told me to stand up on the little footplate at the bottom of the table, about a foot off the ground. I was surprised at the request, and as I stood the robe fell completely off my body onto the table behind me. As the doctor checked the pulse at the top of my thigh, I got a large, stiff erection. Seeing the nurse look over, I became embarressed, and that only heightened the erection. It was the first time I had ever been seen naked since I started getting erections. Now, with the robe totally off my body, I felt completely exposed, standing so high up in the middle of the room. I was completely naked for the doctor and nurse to see, and confused as to how I should act. Then, unexpectedly, my embarrassment went away, and I found myself enjoying the feeling of being seen. My whole being felt centered upon my penis. It was red and swollen, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the nurse watching me. She had her head cocked to one side, as if she were surveying the entire sight of my naked body up on the table. After a while, the doctor told me I could put my robe back on, but I looked at the wall behind him and pretended not to hear him. He left the room hurriedly, leaving the door half open. I was standing facing the door, and I knew that it was possible for people in the hall to see me nude, but I felt no shame or embarressment. I rather enjoyed the possibility that someone might see me, and as I turned to face the nurse directly, she looked away with a barely suppressed smile on her face. It wasn't so much that I was naked, but rather the complete openness of my body, standing up so high in the room. She continued writing in the chart, looking up at me every few seconds. There was now no excuse for my standing facing her like that, and no excuse for her looking at me. It was as if we were sharing an unspoken secret, with the flesh of my enlarged penis pointing straight at her. After a minute or so, she walked over, picked up my gown, and held it out for me. I jumped off the table and felt my penis bob up and down as I landed on the floor. The nurse looked down at me, and I felt a rush of joy like I had never experienced before. I felt embarressed and stimulated at the same time, and I loved the feeling. Finally, I stepped back into my robe, knowing that even then my ass was seen close up. When I turned toward her, my penis was sticking slightly out of the robe, so she pulled the robe out and over my erect penis. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then she left the room, leaving me time to cool off from what had turned out to be a new and exciting experience, one I would repeat in the future with varying degrees of sexual stimulation. Afterwards, there was no doubt in my mind - I was obviously an exhibitionist.
Nabokov
When I was 10, our medical plan started giving complete physicals. Our family all went on the appointment date to the facility where they were given. The nurses took us one at a time to individual changing rooms, where we were given thin paper robes to don. After putting mine on, I was told to go to a certain exam room and wait. After a short while, the doctor came in with one of the young nurses to perform my physical. There was a high exam table in the middle of the room that I had to sit up on. The nurse stood a little to the side, holding a chart on a clipboard to write down the doctor's findings. I sat on the end of the table as the doctor thumped on my chest and listened to my heart and lungs with his stethescope. Then he opened the paper robe and proceded to check my ribs and stomach. As he opened the robe, it fell off my shoulders and onto my lap, barely covering my genitals. At that age, I had just begun to get erections at the slighted brush on my skin, and I felt one coming on. I glanced over nervously to where the nurse stood leaning back against the supply table. She just stood there watching us and making an occassional entry in my chart. Then the doctor told me to stand up on the little footplate at the bottom of the table, about a foot off the ground. I was surprised at the request, and as I stood the robe fell completely off my body onto the table behind me. As the doctor checked the pulse at the top of my thigh, I got a large, stiff erection. Seeing the nurse look over, I became embarressed, and that only heightened the erection. It was the first time I had ever been seen naked since I started getting erections. Now, with the robe totally off my body, I felt completely exposed, standing so high up in the middle of the room. I was completely naked for the doctor and nurse to see, and confused as to how I should act. Then, unexpectedly, my embarrassment went away, and I found myself enjoying the feeling of being seen. My whole being felt centered upon my penis. It was red and swollen, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the nurse watching me. She had her head cocked to one side, as if she were surveying the entire sight of my naked body up on the table. After a while, the doctor told me I could put my robe back on, but I looked at the wall behind him and pretended not to hear him. He left the room hurriedly, leaving the door half open. I was standing facing the door, and I knew that it was possible for people in the hall to see me nude, but I felt no shame or embarressment. I rather enjoyed the possibility that someone might see me, and as I turned to face the nurse directly, she looked away with a barely suppressed smile on her face. It wasn't so much that I was naked, but rather the complete openness of my body, standing up so high in the room. She continued writing in the chart, looking up at me every few seconds. There was now no excuse for my standing facing her like that, and no excuse for her looking at me. It was as if we were sharing an unspoken secret, with the flesh of my enlarged penis pointing straight at her. After a minute or so, she walked over, picked up my gown, and held it out for me. I jumped off the table and felt my penis bob up and down as I landed on the floor. The nurse looked down at me, and I felt a rush of joy like I had never experienced before. I felt embarressed and stimulated at the same time, and I loved the feeling. Finally, I stepped back into my robe, knowing that even then my ass was seen close up. When I turned toward her, my penis was sticking slightly out of the robe, so she pulled the robe out and over my erect penis. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then she left the room, leaving me time to cool off from what had turned out to be a new and exciting experience, one I would repeat in the future with varying degrees of sexual stimulation. Afterwards, there was no doubt in my mind - I was obviously an exhibitionist.
