What Started your rectal temp fetish?

Well, I am not too young, so for me it was the rectal temperature routine at the doctor’s office and hospital. I got my temp taken rectally at the pediatrician until 12 and also 4 times a day at the hospital when I had my tonsils out at 6. My mom probably took it when I was little but as an older child she usually just felt my forehead. Up until age 7 it was really not a thing. Even in situations where I was seen by others, like the hospital, was not a big deal. After age 7, though it started becoming more and more embarrassing. I felt I was too old, and also started getting erections. By 12 I absolutely hated it, and I actually repressed the memories of the last two times I got my temp taken in my butt. I have written elsewhere of my last experience at 12. After being switched to oral I was relieved, but as a teen I would take my own temp and relive the memories. My mom took my rectal temp once at 21 while I was visiting, and it was also quite memorable.

I hadn’t had my temperature taken rectally since I was a little kid, and I hated it ! A girlfriend took my rectal temp. when I was in my early 20’s. It was so incredible, and great sex followed it. Unfortunately, all these years later, I’m starving for that experience. The issue is that I’m not interested in looking for a stranger to do this with . It’s also too risky to approach any women that I know from work. I’ve learned to be content with looking at porn, and fantasizing .

As a child and teenager, my temperature was always taken at home and at a pediatrician's office with a rectal thermometer. I began to have a craving for rectal temperature taking due to busty and caring nurses holding my bare bottom with one hand while inserting the thermometer in my anus with the other hand. Sometimes the nurse would pat my bare bottom with her hand when telling me to relax during the thermometer insertion. During my teenage years, I would have feelings of anal arousal during the rectal temperature taking. Sometimes the arousal caused my flacid penis to become semi erect with a large mushroom head and hang down between my legs. I currently look forward to receiving rectal temperature taking several times per day. Feel free to add me as a friend and message me if you would like to discuss this topic.

For me, it was getting them regularly at home from my parents, well into my teens.

One too many from mom until I was 18 roughly

In Hong Kong, there are many of these old doctors and a small percentage still take temperature rectally to this day 2025! Just the thought of females having to expose their buttocks for these doctors is probably what start mine...

Same here. I think it was still having mine taken rectally until my late teens.

My bff in high school

@ BrBr: Yeah, I enjoyed those Penthouse letters immensely, too.

I guess it was from my childhood experience at home and at the doctor. Memories come back when I felt the need when I was alone.

For me one day I was alone in the house when I was about 12 and I found one of those ear thermometers and saw that it said on it that it could be used for rectal temperature. I was so confused but I wanted to try it so I did then it didn't work but after that I would look at thermometers at the store and saw lots of them say they could be used rectaly. Then I decided to try it with my mom's thermometer and immediately loved it. The naughty feeling made me obsessed with it.

When I was 6 I was hospitalized for hernia surgery. My temp was taken rectally 4 times a day. Couldn't believe how good it felt. I always looked forward to it.

I got my temp taken that way up through age 4. I remember that at around 3, we were over at somebody's house, and I walked in on a little girl getting her temp taken. Later on, when I was 6 or 7, my mom watched a neighbor's toddler while she was in the hospital having another baby. While she was with us, my mom took her temp a few times, so I saw her over my mom's lap with a thermometer in her bottom then. That, and the memories of how it felt, triggered me. Later on, around 9-10, I was friends with a girl a year older than me. At one point, she showed my brother and me, her parents' copy of Dr Spock's Baby Book. I was hooked.

The story of my rectal temperature fetish is perhaps different from most others. It goes like this:

I was born and raised in a country where taking RT was never common practice. Absolutely not! Back in the 1960's, 1970's and 1980's, when taking children's RT rectally was extremely common in the U.S. and Europe, often even up to 12 or 13 years old, this was never done in the Soviet Union. Only under the armpit, and nothing else. Even newborns' temperatures were taken by holding the thermometer under the armpit, not to mention toddlers. RT is sometimes was used by some women to determine ovulation, but only voluntarily and very rarely. In other words, we have never had anyone's RT taken forcedly, at any age. We've heard of this being done in some countries, and it always seemed perverse and folly.

Then one day, when I was 6 or 7 years old, my parents and I were discussing something about body temperature. And then my father suddenly said to me: "Did you know that in some countries they insert a thermometer into the butt?" I was shocked even then. Then I grew up, my sexuality developed, and moreover, it began to center around the bottoms and everything connected to it. At the same time, my sexual interest in RT also began to intensify.

And here's why. Thanks to the peculiarities of our medicine and its customs, I knew that if people undergo any manipulations that involve inserting something into the rectum, it must be very serious. These are procedures that are performed for very serious health problems and for which there is no alternative. Enemas, the insertion of instruments during a proctologist's examination, and so on. In other words, not everyone tolerates it, and very rarely. At the same time, I was excited by the thought that somewhere around this very same time, people (even if mostly children) are having something inserted into their butts just to take their temperature! And they do this to absolutely everyone, all the time. Such a completely routine procedure requires a person to be subjected to such humiliation and embarrassment! It was so unfathomable that I simply became obsessed with it. I wanted to try it myself, and it became one of my main sexual fantasies for the rest of my life.

Do you understand what I mean? Almost everyone developed a RT fetish because their parents and doctors took their rectal temperature as children. But for me, it was the other way around. It was precisely the taboo and unattainability of this phenomenon that sparked my interest.

It's true that receiving a rectal temperature has become a source of arousal for some time dating back to childhood. Clearly now it may qualify as a fetish but at the start, I reacted involuntarily to having it inserted and register while the nurse held it into my rectum. While it isn't required of me these days, it remains an experience that connects to arousal and submissiveness while going to my doctor back in the day!

Hospital stay at the age of 12 .Hospitalized for a week these occured 3, 4 times daily in the early 60s by the white starched uniformed nurses with their matching caps and shoes.

A fetish was truly created with that embarassing, humiliating procedure along with being attired in the supplied open backed gown that at my age put me in mind of forced to wear a feminine looking garb resembling a girls dress. The two together were definitely life changing.

My whole life, I have had a very severe gag reflex. No tongue depressions for me when I went to the doctors office! And both my mom and my pediatrician were concerned that my gag reflects might cause me to break an oral thermometer, which would cause all kinds of problems with broken glass in the mouth and with mercury exposure. As a result, anytime I needed my temperature taken well into my teens, it was a rectal thermometer. Once temporal thermometers became reliable and available, we switched to those.

It started for me when I was about 13. I hated everything about the doctor’s office, but I guess there was some underlying thing that prompted me to fantasize about it. I started taking my temperature rectally when my parents weren’t home and I pretended I was at the doctor’s office. There were times I got sick while staying with a friend, and their mom would take my temperature. I had no problem with this as I was already into the fetish, although I didn’t let on.

Deeper into my teenage years I became bolder with this. There were times I was sick and out of school for a few days. Friends always came by to visit, go over homework, etc, and on a 4-5 hour schedule, my mom would come in to take my temperature. I still didn’t like it, but something inside of me liked the fact that my friends were watching me lying over my mom’s lap, having my temperature taken. On other occasions, the roles were reversed, in that I saw my friends in the same position.

The fetish for me was strongest between 13-26 years old.

I can’t even remember what started my fascination with rectal temperatures. I never received them as a kid but it’s something that I’ve always thought about. I think I was thinking about anal stuff before I even realized what a rectal temp was. I remember fantasizing about teachers or friends moms and dads putting me across their knee and taking my temperature. That fantasy has never left me.

I remember being a young girl, feeling feverish and small in that big house. My grandmother was very traditional and called over the local doctor, a stern older woman who radiated total authority. She arrived with her black medical bag and the atmosphere in the room immediately shifted from home to clinic.

She didn’t use a modern plastic device. She reached into her kit and pulled out a classic glass mercury thermometer. There was something so intimidating yet fascinating about how she handled it. Without a word, she directed me to turn over and pull down my clothes.

That sudden, sharp contrast between the warm bedsheets and the icy, smooth touch of the glass was my awakening. I remember the silence in the room, the doctor’s skilled, steady hands, and that intense feeling of total surrender to her professional care. It wasn't just a medical check-up, it was the first time I felt the power dynamic of the patient and the practitioner.

Even years later, after I went to nursing school out of a genuine passion for medicine, that specific sensation never left my mind. Although I chose not to work as a nurse in the end, the medical world remained my strongest attraction. To this day, the thought of a glass thermometer, just like the one Grandma’s doctor used, is what truly awakens my senses.

I honestly have no idea, its been a thing for as long as I can remember.

Ah, my grandma, bless her soul. Without knowing it she fueled all my already kind of existing fantasies from a really young age. I understood there was something about medical stuff that i really enjoyed since i was maybe 4 or 5 (talking about precocity) and all those emotions conveyed into a feral research for everything medical-related into the house. When I was around 9 I started to snitch up the thermometer to masturbate with it, in fact I had my first orgasm by using that device.

Lovely memories ❤️