6, A&E Visit!
This post is regarding another experience from my early shy period (see my other posts for the full detail on the extent of my shyness and embarrassment regarding someone seeing my private parts.
I was seriously inside my ENM shell at this time, and this is the final event that made me think: This is intolerable, I need to do something to overcome this crushing shyness, and began to hatch a plan to force me to overcome my fears, and lead me out of my ENM shell.
So, I was 26 years old. I had just got home from work, I was feeling a little queasy. I realised later, that I had picked up some kind of food poisoning from a late lunch. I vomited. The next 3 hours were spent just drinking water and vomming. When will it end. I began to get worried. The local Hospital was only a 5-minute walk away and it had an Accident and Emergency department. I thought it best to go over and get seen to. I wandered over at about 11pm and checked in with reception. It was remarkedly quiet, with just a few staff milling around.
A nurse collected me and took me into a private office room. I told her what had been happening to me over the past few hours.
She gave me a cellophane packet and said ‘put this gown on’.
I didn’t know if I was meant to undress and put the gown on, or was I meant to just put the gown on over my clothes. To this day, I still don’t know. I was too shy and didn’t want to appear stupid by asking. Is there somewhere that I should change, will this nurse leave the room as I change in the room, or do I just go ahead and change. I just didn’t know.
The nurse just sat down in a chair and looked at me, quietly and almost expectantly. She seemed to sense the discomfort that I was in regarding not knowing what to do with her instruction of ‘put this gown on’, and she seemed to be enjoying my discomfort, perhaps hoping that I would undress in front of her whilst she watched.
Oh, I thought, she’s not leaving, better just bite the bullet, undress, and put the gown on.
I removed all of my clothes as she watched. Then, I was naked. I felt very naked, I felt very exposed, I felt that she was staring at me.
I was constantly thinking to myself, reminding myself, in an effort to cope with my shyness, that this was a genuine medical situation, and she’s a genuine medical professional, she sees naked people all of the time, so seeing me naked, seeing my willy and balls is nothing new or different for her, and this situation is all very routine for her.
She was certainly looking at me intensely, worse still, she was unashamedly looking down at my willy.
I struggled to open the cellophane packet.
All of this time, I am standing in front of this lady completely naked and exposed, and she is definitely looking at me and boldly glancing down to my willy. I felt very uncomfortable, very naked and very exposed.
Eventually, I managed to get the cellophane packet open, I struggled still further to open the gown out and get it on.
Eventually I was covered.
She asked me to sit on the examination couch, and she gave me something to drink.
She asked me to lay down.
She lifted the gown bottom down at my knee up to my chest, completely exposing my willy and balls.
She examined my tummy area. The examination moved down to between my legs and my private parts.
I was extremely aware that I was as good as naked, and this nurse was looking and examining me in an extremely intimate and private area. I kept having to remind myself that she was doing this for a good reason, and she knew what she was doing, and so I just had to let her get on with what she needed to do, be a good patient, and not react in any way.
She pulled the gown back down, and I was relieved to be covered again. She told me to rest, turned the office lights down low, and she left.
Some while later, perhaps after 30 minutes or so. I remained in there, on the examination couch, resting, still with my eyes closed.
The door opens. A nurse comes in and closes the door behind her. I feel certain that she did not know that I was there in that room, and she was surprised to see me there. She went still and silent for a minute.
She slowly and quietly walked over and stood next to me in silence. She paused for a while. I clearly appear to her to be very much fast asleep.
She slowly lifts the gown up from my knees to my chest, completely uncovering my willy.
I slowly open one eye just a tiny fraction to see her, see who it is. It is a different nurse to the one that had left me there resting some time ago. She is looking down intensely at my willy, and she doesn’t see my tiny glance up at her. She thinks that I’m still fast asleep.
She very slowly and gently feels my balls for a minute-or-so. Then she slowly and gently takes my willy into her hand. She slowly and gently pulls my foreskin back. She slowly and gently pulls my foreskin forwards again, then repeatedly gently back and forth in a masturbating kind of way.
Wow! I’m being interfered with!
I had seen, from my tiny glance up at her, that this was a very pretty young blonde nurse. And there she is, performing a full wanking motion upon me. I could have, but didn't, get a hard-on.
I gently stirred awake - Indicating that I was beginning to come round.
She immediately quickly pulled the gown back down and left the room.
I was nurse perved up! Again!
I remained there on the couch resting. I think that they had all forgotten about me. I got up, got dressed, and left the room. As I left the room, a nurse saw me and showed surprise at my emergence. She said something like ‘Oh, are you feeling better now’. I was feeling better. I thanked her, left, and walked home.
As I walked home, I thought, ‘It’s bloody well happened again! The very thing that I am most uncomfortable about, the very last thing that I wanted, is a female examining my willy again, and it has happened yet again! Twice! Two different female pervs within a hour! What do I have to do to make this nightmare stop’.
At the time, I thought of these medical examinations as highly significant, embarrassing, shameful, and something that I never wished to be repeated.
Of course, having my private parts exposed, had been repeated, many times, in varying scenarios over the past years, and so each time, I would have simply retreated a little further into my little ENM shell. In each and every case, the ‘perpetrators’ were always female. It occurred to me that all girls seem to be sexual perverts who will always try and trick an unsuspecting innocent young man into showing his willy.
This was the sixth of just too many mortifyingly embarrassing pants down – willy out on show – being looked at situations, and my ENM journey must continue NO further!
I had to do something to help me overcome my shyness!
I did, and I will share the full story here another time.
