I did feel a pleasant spark ignite inside me at one moment but didn’t hang on for long. It was plain and flaccid… Even banal I’d say. When he came back, he slapped some medical lube on his gloved hands and my anus. I was left with some patients’ gown to dress into as I relieved my pants of their duty. He excused himself for a while to prepare the kits required. Well, there was nothing magical when the doc performed the test on me. So I said to myself, ‘Well…f*** it – am getting tested.” I was positive about it and feared that if I procrastinated, I might end up not following through with it in future.
“We’re running a prostate awareness campaign and offering free tests currently.” The truth is, I had always thought of getting myself checked but hadn’t gone through for some reason.
“But I have not had any problems with myself there.” It was just a regular check-in with my doctor as usual.Īfter he had finished running his routine on me, he asked if I had had my prostate checked yet. Funny thing was that I wasn’t really there for a prostate check-up. I had arrived in the afternoon for an appointment with my doctor at his office. But this was all set to change after getting a prostate test done on me… Doctor’s Appointment I had heard about the magical prostate orgasm but wasn’t well informed about its low-downs. This specific experience is drawn from one Friday afternoon a few years back.