It was that time of year again.
Time for my annual full-body skin check with the dermatologist. Not just any dermatologist, it's with Dr. Pam, and her all-female nursing staff. Her office is near my home in Florida, where the weather is warm, and people wear as little as possible to stay cool.
Although flooding has been bad lately, the state is great in some other ways, kind of a do-your-own-thing type place. It is also a fantastic location for beach nudity, which is legal in some places.
My name is Barry Johnson. I have been a nudist for years. Going to see the skin doctor is always fun for me. I love when they give you a gown, and tell you "to undress to your level of comfort." That instruction opens up a lot of possibilities. Some people put the gown over their undies. Men strip to their briefs, braless women strip to their sexy thongs, other women no doubt wear panties and a bra? But, the skin doc seems to be saying, feel free to strip naked folks, I'm cool with it, if you are. Not all skin doctors will freely admit this, but for best results they really do need to see you nude. But that very idea scares a lot of modest people. What's worse, it discourages them from going to the skin doc when she should. Look on line, the big question is "do I have to get naked" for a full-body skin check?"
Before I got dermatologist Pam, a male skin doctor I went to told me to wrap myself in a bed sheet for my examination. He looked over my arms, legs, stomach, and back, took some notes and got me out of there far too quickly. I did not feel like he checked me close enough for cancer. It was not worth seeing him for 170 dollars per visit. Cancer is a real threat, and it actually runs in my family. He was even told this by me.
My visits to the male doctor seemed to turn on his big-chested nurse, though. She was about 50 with a hot curvy body. When I removed the sheet (on my own) they checked me out in my tight underwear shorts. The nurse stared right at me and undressed me with her eyes. I was getting semi-hard. If she had licked her lips, or taken her bare feet out of her shoes, I might well have cum in my briefs. This woman, who was wearing a white uniform, seemed jumpy, she kept adjusted her panties in the back and kept lightly brushing her pubic area.
But, I never saw her again. After a few visits I decided to switch doctors, since my health was at stake. I figured a new female dermatologist would be better for me. Most female doctors are detail-oriented, and largely driven by good patient outcomes. Another reason for the switch was personal. I flat out did not like the male skin doc, who was arrogant, and argumentative when I asked questions.
Some dermatologists are hands-off with patients, and hands-on when it comes to your money. But, to be fair, their overhead is tremendous. Think of all their workers, medical equipment and malpractice insurance. Most skin doctors are good, but some are too worried about the modesty of the patient instead of finding cancer in any form, even a basal cell carcinoma. People must feel comfortable during a doctor visit, but unless you are proactive, even a small cancer cell can spread like wildfire.
I am a retired white guy. I am 65, divorced and horny most of the time. Although psoriasis has many causes, being a sun-loving nudist for 21-years did not help me a damn bit. I can't undo all the fun outdoor nude tanning I've done over the years, but I can treat my psoriasis now by limiting my exposure to the sun. I will have to expose myself to the lady skin doctor and her female staff to improve my psoriasis.
For this appointment, the lovely nurse Leslie came out to get me in the waiting room, then asked me a few questions in the exam room. She then gave me a gown to slip into. She left, I stripped naked, put it on, and tied it in front. Then I waited and debated for the next 15 minutes. Being a nudist--I was tempted to take the gown off and be fully nude when the doctor came in. But the dermatologist usually brings two nurses along, plus a young student, an observer who shadows the skin doc. The extra people in there make my experiences more exciting, but make my skin exams harder to strip for. Today I decided to be braver and bolder. Little by little I would soon accomplish my long-held dream--the only-one-naked fantasy. I've read that some young people even do this at college parties. Love it. Sexy as hell.
By the way, Nurse Leslie is hot, a brunette, maybe 25, with her hair up. She is roughly 5'5" tall, maybe 140, with a great chest. I'd love to see her naked, or show myself naked to her, even at my age. Her tits look nice. Love to strip her, run my tongue over her boobs, kiss her with passion, then slowly lick her neck & ears, before going down on her. After that I'd make love to her. Miss Leslie is an open-minded person, and is very interested in my nudist lifestyle, which is always the talk of the office when I visit. The female staffers who work in Doctor Pam's office are familiar with me, I've been going there for three years.
Meanwhile, back in the exam room, I am still waiting. Starting to get a bit chilly in here stripped down as I am. Soon enough the dermatologist, two female nurses, and a 19-year-old girl from the University of Florida come into the exam room. She is tall, with black hair, and is wearing a white coat, shorts, and flip flops. What an outfit. Attractive girl. The skin doc then unties my gown, baring my nude body from head to toe for all to see. The breeze on my penis makes my nipples get hard, and it turns me on. All the female onlookers made it erotic, too. Dr. Pam studied my shaved chest to check my psoriasis spots, which have flared since my last visit. My condition is worse. As expected, this lady dermatologist was very thorough, she looked at both my arms, my shoulders, neck, legs, even my head. She ran her fingers in my hair, looking for bumps in my scalp. Later I would be photographed in detail, just like I was during my previous full-body checks.
The female skin doc then got personal, and asked me about my private parts, had psoriasis affected me down there? I said I did not think so. At that point all three of the women with the doc looked at my dick, and my neatly-trimmed pubic hair. I shaved it pretty well that morning, but the area was not as smooth as I once had and kept it during my most active nudist years. Most men would probably get a hard-on in front of four attractive women, but this time I controlled myself. You learn control going to nude resorts. I once saw about 200 nude women at a resort rock concert. Perhaps if the doc took my penis and balls in her hand to examine, my modest five inch dick would have introduced itself to the ladies.
