Got very aroused from an accidental tickle by my PT.

[ndj101982]

Has anyone here ever been to physical therapy? I have been before, but today I went for my left shoulder and it was evalution day. The girl that called me in was ridiculously cute, short brunette, about age 28 or 29 with no ring on her finger 🙂 . She did the basic "turn your arm this way and that way....," but then when she had to point out the part of my back where the tension is she lightly touched my mid back area and sent that extremely sensual feeling down your spine from a light tickle. She poked a couple of more times while trying to give me an idea of what muscles were the tightest, and although she wasn't trying too, she was getting me so turned on from the light tickles that I was praying not to get a boner right there in front of her. I'm pretty sure my mid back area is my sensual tickle spot from past experiences. Even when I was in middle school I remember one of my female friends used to like dragging her finger down my spine and send me into ticklish shivers. Fond memory indeed 🙂 .

Has anyone else had some sort of physical therapy or doctor's checkup type experience like this? Had it been a not so attractive girl or a guy therapist working on me it wouldn't have phased me, but she was so cute and about the same age as me so I was already attracted to her, and the light tickles sent me into a very "happy place." The whole drive home afterwards I just kept picturing being tied down by her and being her personal tickle toy. I can't wait till my next therapy session, better were a couple of pairs of underwear to keep the boner down...lol.

 

[maniactickler]

This would never happen to me.

 

[Em Es]

Would love to listen in when they talk shop

ndj101982, thanks for the cool anecdote. When female doctors, massage therapists, and others who touch you all over for a living talk shop, the erections they cause male patients/clients to have must be an interesting topic.

You ask, "Has anyone else had some sort of physical therapy or doctor's checkup type experience like this?" From shoe sales to medical exams, all but one unintentional tickle that's happened to me have been at male hands. A female massage therapist I saw several times ten or so years back accidentally tickled my legs and feet and while she was attractive, I did not pitch a tent in my draping. Beyond that, it hasn't happened even though more than a couple good-looking female physicians have had their hands on me through the years.

Because of a move a couple of years ago I had to change doctors and wound up with pretty nice-looking women for my primary M.D. and my allergist. So far, no tickles, though.

 

[Maestro1874]

Fun. 🙂

 

[Backstep]

When I was 18 I went to a dermatologist to remove a couple of blackheads - kind of a health maintenance regiment that I went through before heading off to college. The dermatologist was an attractive woman in her early 30's or so and since it was late spring, I was wearing a collared shirt.

She noticed a red freckle on my chest, frowned, and asked me to remove my shirt. I have a small smattering of these guys on my chest, and she began exmining them, poking and prodding here and there. I was trying very hard not to react, though it wasn't easy.

Then she told me that sometimes they can be due to an internal bleed. The only way to be sure about that would be to drop my shorts and let her have a quick look. Nervously, I did that. She bent down, manipulated me (for lack of a better phrase) and danced her fingers for just a brief moment along both of my upper, inner thighs. I had my hands cluched so tight, I'm sure my knuckles were white.

She asked if I was okay, at which point I said "please don't be embarassed, but I'm trying to think about baseball." She gave a sympathetic chuckle and said she was done and I was healthy.

It would have been a cute story and nothing I'd hesitate to share, but for what happened next. I had just grabbed my underwear and was in the process of pulling them up when a nurse came in to let her know something or other. Obviously, it wasn't common for someone to have to be fully examined because she froze, rather astonished, in the doorway, her paperwork forgotten. I fumbled my jeans up as fast as I could while the doctor said, "just a moment!" to the nurse. She didn't have the werewithal to shut the door until I was zipping and buckling, my hands suddenly shaky from the exam and the interruption.

She touched my shoulder and told me to have a seat and she'd be back in a moment to work on the blackheads. Then she shut the door. Even with it shut and with patients in the waiting room, I could hear her. She was pissed. I walked out about twenty minutes later with a profuse apology and a red nose from her work.

Not the best memory, honestly.

 

[Flatfoot]

When I was at my last DOT physical, my doctor was an attractive older woman. I did get awkwardly tickled at one point, when she asked me to lay down, and she was prodding my sides and stomach for some reason (I can never remember why they do that, looking for kidney lumps, or something? 😕 ). I jumped a few times and laughed a little. She acknowledged my jumpiness, to make sure it was just me being ticklish and that she wasn't causing me pain. I didn't get aroused, which I'm glad about, because she immediately followed that with making me drop trou to check my junk for a hernia. I had to go there right after work, still in uniform with gun belt, so the last thing I needed was to set a bad example. I was ecstatic that I maintained my professional composure. Part of me thinks she found me attractive, from the way she looked at me a lot, but that's probably the guy in me talking, stroking my own non-existent ego! 😛 When I had to drop my pants, I was a little embarrassed that I took my gun belt with me, and had extra crap to take off, slowing the process down, but she certainly wasn't irritated. She was asking about the stuff I kept on it, appearing fascinated, but probably just being nice, and patient with me.

This reminded me of another instance of awkwardness, when I had to get evaluation x-rays at the VA hospital. The x-ray tech was a brunette, roughly my age or perhaps a few years younger, slim, tan, and slightly taller than me. She had another girl she was training who was blonde and of similar appearance, but with a fair complexion (Duh!). Both were pretty girls. Anyway, I claimed a few different things to the VA, so they pretty much needed x-rays of most of me. These girls made me strip down to my boxers and put on some cheap-looking blue medical shorts (I had to have looked like David Banner after changing back from the Hulk.). I felt kinda ridiculous and insignificant: I'm half-naked in a dark room, with two attractive women in uniform who are taller than me, ordering me to do different things and pose certain ways while they take pictures (Some of you probably would've paid good money for this treatment! 😛 ). At times, I felt like I must've looked like Capt. Picard when he was a Cardassian prisoner, and I was tempted to scream out "There are FOUR LIGHTS!"

Okay, I'll get to the point. 😀 Of course, it came to where I had to lay down on a table, and the brunette who was in charge was showing her blonde apprentice how to prod around a patient's side and stomach, looking for lumps of some sort (probably because I had kidney stones in the past and claimed them.), or perhaps looking for the kidneys themselves, looking for where she had to position the machine? I dunno. They always find a reason to poke and prod, though. Her prodding obviously tickled me, which she apologized for, but didn't let it interfere with her period of instruction to her trainee, as she kept squeezing around looking for stuff. Once again, pleasant tickling which I did NOT get aroused to, thankfully. With the peasant garb they made me wear, there'd be NO hiding it if I was! I was so nervous about it happening that I tried a lame trick a friend told me years ago, to think about dead puppies (which never works, by the way, but what does that say about me.... ). Fortunately, I had nothing to worry about. I think the humiliating combination of the Hulk pants, the cold table, and the two taller women who kept things so professional that they didn't even engage in small talk, making me feel like I may as well have been a broken car part, all worked in my favor.

 

[Em Es]

What's she going to do? Hang her white coat on it?

Backstep, I've been a dermotology patient for several years (thankfully just for preventive measures - being middle-aged and on the fair side). I've seen two different dermotologists and both required me to strip down to only my shorts. But on last year's annual visit, a medical assistant (or was it physician assistant), a young woman, did the main exam and asked if I'd mind taking it all off. I'm less than enviable in the buff but not shy, so I complied. As I remarked I am not a nude subather, the assistant explained the sun can penetrate clothing, so that was why she wanted a look at everything.

However, for this year's dermo exam the M.D. herself did the entire checkup and told me to leave the underwear on. So I guess her assistant thought she knew more than the boss.

Flatfoot, nothing wrong with hoping a female M.D. likes what she sees. But your remarks about both visits remind me getting turned on by a nice-looking lady who is a doctor or x-ray technician inadvertantly tickling you works much better in a fantasy than in real life! I mean, what's the woman going to do when you launch? Pretend not to notice, most likely.

 

[Flatfoot]

Flatfoot, nothing wrong with hoping a female M.D. likes what she sees. But your remarks about both visits remind me getting turned on by a nice-looking lady who is a doctor or x-ray technician inadvertantly tickling you works much better in a fantasy than in real life! I mean, what's the woman going to do when you launch? Pretend not to notice, most likely.

Exactly. It really isn't as exciting as one would think. It's certainly not gonna end up like a video clip. That's for sure! 😛 😉

 

[Backstep]

Em Es,

Perhaps it's more common than I would have thought. One wonders, then, why the nurse would have been so indiscreet. I never had need to return, so I have no good answer. It actually happened so fast that I didn't feel so self-conscious and exposed until after I had gotten my pants back up.