A while back I noticed a small lump on my neck. I went to my doctor, and she told me not to worry about it; it was just a swollen lymph gland and that it should go away.
Well it's still there, and a few months ago I started getting swelling around my groin area, like the same sort of swollen glands thing. Go 2 inches up from the top of your cock, and then left and right an inch or two.
That's where the swelling is. There's no like lump or anything, but I still wanted to get it checked out.
So I decided to go to my dad's doctor (who is a male). I thought maybe I'd have to roll down my jeans a bit, but that wasn't a big deal.
That definately wasn't how it went down.
The conversation pretty much went from "nice to meet you" to "I'll get on my knees and you can take your clothes off" in about 20 seconds.
So I am standing there, and I just like try to roll my pants down a bit, because that's all that's really needed. He insisted on having me declothe from the waist down.
It was embarrassing. I'm normally not into situations where a man is on his knees, and my cock is inches from his face (other than last night with WilliWowza.... call me.)
So he had to handle my balls while I coughed to see if I had a hernia. I didn't, but he made sure to check my entire package for "lumps".
The worst part was praying not to accidentally pop one. Like, if I wasn't thinking about the Yankeee / Red Sox rivalry he'd be wearing an eye patch right about now.
Also, my dad was there... and he wanted to "see what was going on."
I'm alright, but overall: not a great experience.
But now that I think about it, it wasn't that bad. I got my balls fondled and a nice sucker at the end.
Pray for more swelling.
