So I have been having pain in my testicles for some time now, so I finally went to the doctor last week. He said I need an ultrasound to see if I have a blockage, so on Friday, I had the ultrasound. When I entered the room, the nice lady told me that I would step out of the room, and while she was gone, I was to pull my pants and underwear down around my knees. She gave me a medium-sized towel and showed me how to fold it, making a small pouch.

Basically, so when she came back in, she could just pull the towel up and move my penis out of the way. As a newbie, I was thinking, ‘OK, how is this going to work?’ Anyway, in the process of doing this and thinking about her having to touch my testicles during the ultrasound, I got slightly aroused. She was very cute and just a bit sassy. So I managed to do what she said with the towel somewhat.

Anyway, I was on the table and told her I was ready. She came back in and moved the towel and but put the gel on my testicles, and she grabbed the ultrasound wand. She turned around and put the wand on my testicles, and my penis fell out of the towel. She was like “Oh!” and, using the towel, put me back in it. Two seconds later, my dick fell back out again.

She again put me back in the pouch and tucked the towel under my sides, hoping I would not fall out again. But I did, so she finally just said, “I’m going to have to hold you out the way. Is that OK?”

I said that’s fine.

Lucky, I was able to control myself and did not get any harder, as I was maybe 2″ now, almost fully hard for me (3″ is when I’m fully hard). She finished up and wiped the gel off me and opened the hand she was holding my dick with, and took a quick look. Then smiled and said, “I have to check the images to make sure they are good enough for the doctor. I will be right back. You can get dressed now.”

She stood and entered an adjoining room that must have been a control room or something, as there was a window between this room and the other, and I could see inside it. I did a double-take, as for the first time, I noticed another younger woman sitting there whom I had not been aware of until that point.

They talked for a few minutes, smiling and giggling a little, which made me feel self-conscious.

I got dressed and was sitting on the table when the Sonographer lady came back into the room, and she looked down at my crotch, where my hands happened to be in my lap. She saw my wedding ring and said, “Oh, you’re married? The images are fine, so contact your Doctor at the end of the week. He should be able to tell you the results.”

She showed me to the door.

To this day, I feel like she was going to say something about my small dick, and maybe even I could have dated her. My wife and I have an open relationship so that it would have been totally fine. Sometimes the wedding ring effect drives me up the wall, but I am not allowed to take it off. Here’s a story from my life that I’d like to share.

Thanks for reading it.