Did your mom/nurse know that you enjoyed having your temperature taken?

Hi everyone!

I’m wondering if your mom or nurse or anyone who took your temperature knew for a fact that you enjoyed it.

Also, did she ever say anything about it? Did she take your temp more often or less often as a result? Maybe it was an unspoken thing… but she definitely knew.

I'd love to hear back from you.

As I have allready posted, my mother tended to be overprotective to me and, everytime she thought I looked tired or sick, she took my rectal temperature. This lasted till I was 12.

She was allways very kind and gentle inserting the thermometer and holding it as it registered and taking my temperature was usually the occasion for some conversation. So I enjoyed those moments of intimacy with her.

The unspoken thing was that, as I was growing older, I came to appreciate more and more the solf touch of her hands on my buttocks and the exciting feeling of the thermometer penetrating my rectum.

I was staying with my best friend and pseudo brother and we came into the kitchen and his mom said his sister has a sore throat and asked us if we had one. I raised my hand because my throat really was sore. She said come with me, I'll take your temperature along with Sissy. We went to Sissy's room and I noticed a thermometer case and Vaseline on the dresser. I guess she noticed me looking and said that Sissy gets her temperature taken in her bottom but you can have Yours orally. I told her I always get mine taken in my bottom too. She just smiled and said all right, you lay down on your tummies. Then she pulled down our pjs and took our temperatures. We went to the doctors that afternoon and mom told the nurse we had a fever of such and such rectally. The nurse said she would check it again. And again it was RT. The nurse just commented it's nice to have a boy your age cooperate with a thermometer in his bottom. Mom said, he was very good about his this morning, maybe he likes it. (Giving me a wink).

@bob1952, that sounds like a nice memory. I love it when your friend’s mom just smiled at the idea of taking your temperature. How old were you and your friend’s sister at the time?

@hilenk I was 9 and sister was 7.

I think our mom had an idea that we wanted our temps taken for more than health reasons, but she never let on. My sister definitely knew I liked having my temperature taken rectally, butt that's for a whole other thread…

Nice Story Bob1952. Did she ever take your temp again?

@LG_RT Yes, many times. She and my mom both worked and would take turns tending to us when we were sick.

Very nice Bob1952

I threw tantrums. I didn’t like rectal temps

I am sure my mother had no clue about my desire to have my temperature taken when she was taking mine. However, she caught me a couple of times playing doctor with some of the girls I grew up with. She might not have realized that temp taking was such an integral part of the game but she sure noticed that my lil girl friends were undressed in front of her mischievous son!

Lol. Funny Marc!

Mom was a single mom. When I was sick and home from school, my Aunt would come over to take care of me while mom was at work. My Aunt always took my temp rectally and gave me an enema (Naked over her lap.). When I was around 11, I started getting an erection while I laid over her lap. Of course she noticed. She didn't say anything until one time she asked me if I liked her doing it. Eventually I told her I did enjoy laying naked over her lap - It made me feel good. Then she told me that anytime I wanted an enema, let her know (I sensed she liked me laying naked over her lap.) I did take her up on her offer over the next couple of years but over at her apartment (which is another story which I haven't told in all my posts. She was widowed and home along.

On the other hand, mom never knew or sensed I had a liking for it. I pretended and begged her not to do it but I enjoyed immensely her doing it.

My answer is yes to both after age nine often have pre cum after rectal temp

Not sure if my mom ever knew I enjoyed having my temperature taken rectally, back then I was embarrassed for anyone to see my naked bottom.

I remember it being odd, but relaxing when my temperature was taken over my mom’s lap at the clinic as a younger toddler, and then I became confused and shocked by having my temp taken rectally as an older toddler / child. That quickly changed over to high anxiety and a hatred, but also a deep down ‘secret’ joy of it.

I must have asked my mother why they did that to me, because I distinctly remember her telling me that it’s so I wouldn’t bite the thermometer. I remember wondering why I would even want to bite it?

I know my dad secretly watched a neighbor girl and I play ‘temperature doctor’, because he eventually told me so when I was a teen. So he knew I was at least interested in it earlier in life.

My mother found my tablet drawings on the subject when I was five or six, and again when I was seven. She told me to “stop drawing stuff like that,” so she at least knew I had a specific interest in it.

Not one nurse would’ve detected anything other than my anxiety, but my parents I’m sure deduced it. I however doubt they realized quite how deep the extent of my fixation was and remains.

I suspect that my mother knew that I liked fever measuring in the butt. Whenever I said I wasn't feeling well, the first thing she would do was get the thermometer and take my temperature rectally. The fever thermometer often didn't show an elevated temperature, but my mother still took loving care of me.

I think my mother must have known back when I was around 6 years old. At that age, you think you are a good deceiver, but you’re not. You don’t realize how well your parents know what’s going on. So I think when I eagerly (but feigning innocence) would ask if it was time for her to take it again, she knew. She would take it every 4 hours when I was sick. And if that didn’t tell her, then it had to have been clear when she found the rectal thermometer hidden behind books next to my bed a couple of years later. (“I thought I was sick, so I took my own temperature!”) Kids think their parents are so gullible. Or maybe we instinctively know that an obvious lie is the best way to end the conversation when the parent doesn’t really want to discuss the truth anyway.

Or maybe we instinctively know that an obvious lie is the best way to end the conversation when the parent doesn’t really want to discuss the truth anyway.

Or perhaps you just don't want to embarrass your children as well as yourself. One of the skills people have to learn while growing up is when to talk about something and when not. Many things are best left unsaid to avoid awkwardness, embarrassment or an escalation of feelings.

@kgf As @agracier says, it sometimes makes sense for a parent to pretend not to have seen or understood certain things and not mention them.

@PW1912 How old were you when she last did it?

My parents didn't know I liked rectal fever taking. My father caught me doing it once during puberty, which was an unpleasant situation. But they didn't know during childhood. But a nurse who took my fever at the children's hospital knew about it. She often came back in the evening, when no one was around, and took the temperature very intensively and for a long time. I also had to put my hands behind my back. She stroked my bottom and calmed me down, inserted the thermometer deeply in my bottom and moved it. Although I didn't like taking a temperature back then, I have good memories of it.

My mom was a nurse and she lined the kids up on the bed and took their temps one after the other. We were always goofing around with the thermometer pulling it in and out or pushing it in until you couldn't see it. I think she just thought it was kids playing around.... Good clean anal fun!

I did not develop an appreciation for having a rectal temperature taken until later as an adult. Prior to that, it was something I had to accept regardless of any emotional or physical reaction. I think the consequences of puberty helped to foster a connection between arousal and a thermometer being inserted in my rectum. Also linked to this was having to be so exposed for this and other procedures like my genital and rectal examinations that solidified "enjoyment" so to speak. I suspect that my experience is similar to others. Now, the connection between having a rectal temperature taken is strongly associated with a very prominent erection and all that follows from that!

In short, I doubt that the nurses understood if I was feeling joyful. One shouldn't assume that this was the case even if I developed an erection as a process of my temperature being taken rectally. I am convinced that an erection was commonplace for a teenager submitting to such a procedure. I am sure that the nurse was aware and may have concluded that this was another healthy male!

It would be interesting to learn more from the perspective of a nurse as to how he or she interpreted the patient's reactions!

Thanks for this opportunity to share more thoughts.

My Mother and nurses took my rectal temperature growing up. Not so much as a pre and teen.

I never had an issue with it and as an adult often had it taken rectally. That was a choice I made in my early twenties to go back to that method and have stayed with it.

So last evening I got a massage from a visiting masseuse service. I had a thermometer and a small jar of Vaseline visible, sitting on a table. ( photos for an auction).

She saw it and commented as she was doing the massage. I explained it was going on an auction site. She giggled, saying she thought I was using it.

I told her, “ No, not that one., but I have one I do use.”

“Rectal?” She said. I told her yes.

I asked if that surprised her.

“ I dreaded it growing up, especially in my late teens and early twenties, and got my fair share of them up my butt!” She laughed again.

“I don’t have an issue. IT IS THE MOST ACCURATE way” I told her.

I was nude, still on my stomach so I asked her if she wanted to take mine.

“Yeah, OK!…Like I said, been on the receiving end, ( she said, “ no pun intended”) but never did it to anyone. “

I told her where it was and gave her a quick block of instruction on the procedure.

I watched, delighted as she was shaking it down, then reading it.

Seconds later she was spreading my cheeks and slowly pushing the Vaseline coated bulb into my rectum. She let my cheeks close on it, a portion of the red topped thermometer sticking up from between my cheeks.

“ Wow! That’s hot! If I come again can I do it again? Like I said I got it myself but seeing a guy getting it up his butt is wild!”

“Oh, most certainly, you can!”

I stayed on my stomach, thermometer inserted and told her not to remove it until she wanted me to turn over.

She went on to finish the massage. She surprised me as she gave me a big hug before leaving.

I have her card so I’ll be in touch with her in the future.

Not only was the massage calming, but having had her take my temperature,,was amazingly relaxing, and yes, exciting having this early 30ish female check my temperature.

@OverRainbow Thank you for this testimony !

@clyso,

You’re welcome.

I think maybe my mom noticed my enjoyment, hard to tell

I do think mom noticed my enjoyment, she would always add more time. Then she would retake my temp every two hours

Neither my parents nor the nurses knew that I liked it because I didn’t. I had to put up with it all through high school, but always hated it. At the same time, from about 13-26 years old I developed a strong fetish for it which I will never understand.