Early years with doctors and a much later realisation where my interest began.

For the majority of my life I had no knowledge of the term “Medical Fetish” and the idea that I might have something that would fit into that category.

I suppose the first time that I became aware of something remotely like this was when I met the lady who is now my wife, in and around 2004. We had a great sex life from the beginning, in fact it began before we actually saw one another in person and we would write and talk about sexual matters either online or on the telephone.

Soon after our physical relationship began we became quite adventurous in many things and during this period we were playing about one afternoon when I said to her that I always had this fantasy about taking a woman’s temperature by placing a thermometer into her vulva. Her immediate response was let us give it a try, so I found my old glass thermometer and gave it a good clean with hot and cold water ready for its application.

I suggested to her to lay on the bed totally naked while I played doctor and inserted the thermometer into her beautiful freshly shaved labia. We had also just begun shaving her which was something she had professed to always wanting to do, as it was for me also. At this same time I had asked her if it would be OK to photograph her to which she seemed very eager to comply.

That afternoon I took some close up photos of her naked shaved genitals with the small thermometer sticking out between her labia, just the most amazing sight.

A few days after this happened I suggested that we do it again and that this time it might be a great idea to play doctors and that I could give her a complete medical examination. My fetish had been revealed and my wife to be was delighted to be part of the whole exercise. So I asked her to take all of her clothes off and lay on the bed pretending it to be an examining table. That afternoon I gave her a very thorough examination and part of the exam included having her temperature taken again with the thermometer place in her vulva.

We continued with these activities for the next two to three years, but in more recent times our sex life has diminished sadly as things were none too good between us and neither wished to indulge anything intimate. Fortunately we have now weathered that and have a good relationship again.

So that aroused my latent desire concerning medical fetishism. Following this I began to think back to my early years and unbelievably (and thanks to a very good memory) I began to recall situations that could have also contributed to my interest.

As a small boy growing up in the late 1950’s in rural England things were very different to how they are in modern times and it was very common for the family doctor to come out and see a sick patient at their home. For me the memories of being unwell, something that was uncommon for me as I was very healthy, would mean that the doctor would come out to our home at any time of day. The family doctor appeared to be an elderly guy and was very typical of someone of his profession of that time in English history.

Upon arrival the first thing he would do is place his doctors bag on the dining room table and ask my parents what the problem was. Once explained he would begin to examine me, usually it would be a very sore throat and feverish symptoms. He would ask my parents to sit me on the table, and I always remember before that he would ask them to take off my trousers and pants, or pajama bottoms so I was naked from the waste down.

He would then check my glands in the neck and look inside my opened mouth and obviously listen to my chest with the stethoscope and then my breathing by placing it on my back, so my top was always pulled right up for this. The doctor would then say he was going to take my temperature and he would get his glass mercury thermometer out of his bag and ask my mother to run it under the cold water tap. He would then wipe it dry and then instruct me to part my legs slightly before sliding the cold glass instrument down my groin, slotting it alongside my tight scrotum.

I have never ever had my temperature taken anally and this was the regular practice of this particular experienced doctor. I must say that in more recent times it has actually become quite a fantasy of mine and I would just love to have a doctor take my temperature that way now as a mature adult. Obviously it is never going to happen as things are done very differently these days, more is the pity.