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My most embarassing rectal temperature taking was probably the one that took place during my last high school physical just as I turned 18.

Back in the 60's, from 11 to 18 years old, I attended a French Lycée ( secondary school) near Paris. There, we had every year a comprehensive medical exam. The doctor was an old unfriendly surly lady who seemed to enjoy to concentrate her exam on the boy's genital parts. She retracted several times the foreskin and palpated the testîcles for a long time. But there was no question of rectal temperature taking. From 11 to 17 years, she examined me stark naked every year and I hated it. There were two other women present during the exam, the school nurse and the school psychologist and they did not miss anything of the show.

The year I turned 18, things changed. The old lady had dissapeared and we got a new school doctor, a classy blonde lady with blue eyes and a hairbun, around 30 years old . She smiled a lot and she was much more friendly than her predecessor. All the boys in the class fell un livre with her when they saw her before the exam.

Then came the day of the exam. And as the first student went out of the doctor's office, he looked strange and soon told us: ‘’she put a thermometer in my ass''. Some thought it was a silly joke but, when the second examined student came out, he confirmed the information. Then, waiting for my name to be called, I was in near panic. I was very afraid

My turn came. Like the previous years, my heart was running and the doctor suggested I get an ECG made. Then, she dropped my pants to my ankles and checked my penis and testîcles. Most of my schoilmates claimed they got an erection at thiis stage. I did not. I was too nervous. I was thinking how ridiculous I must be with my babysize penis.

Then the moment came. The doctor, with a big smile, asked me to turn around. She firmly parted my buttcheeks. And then, after a short while, I felt something cold, long and hard slowly findind its way to the anus, forcing the sphincter and penetrating the rectum. The doctor said with a caring voice : ‘’Just relax, I take your temperature as I did to your classmates, it won't take long''

Feeling the deep inserted thermometer inside me was a real chock. I felt humiliated to have my temperature taken like a baby at 18. I was about to cry. But I quickly noticed the touch of the doctor's cold and sweat hands she had kept on my buttocks,… and it felt so good. Within seconds, I realised I had a strange feeling in my lower belly. My penis slowly lifted up and grew in volume. I had a new kind of panic. For the moment, as I was facing the wall, the three women could not see my erection, but what would happen when the exam is over. Unexpectedly, the school psychologist came to my rescue as she suddently declared: ‘’This boy has a cute little ass''. These rather innocent words had a devatating effect on me, I still don't know why. My erection dissapeared and I bursted into tears.

''You are really too sensitive'' commented the doctor as she whithdrew the thermometer. She said I had the highest temperature recorded in my class and by far, but did not tell me how much it was

More than 50 years later, I still fantasy about this attractive doctor and still remember the miniskirt she wore that day.

I think for me the most embarrassing part is everything lol… from the start when nurse tells you to take everything off instead of underwear and hop on the exam table….the nurse takes your vitals and then tells you she wants to check for any fever so please lower your panties and turn around and lay down on your stomach….so I lower my panties all the way to my ankles and then turn over on to my stomach….crinkly paper getting stuck to my boobs stomach vagina and legs lol….while I’m in position….the nurse puts ky jelly on the thermometer and comes over to me and says open your legs alittle wider….then she spreads butt cheeks wide open with her fingers and says this will be a little cold….the nurse inserts the thermometer in my butthole and I gasp and start clenching….she tells me to relax and breath….while sphincter is contracting nonstop she finally insert it all the way in and let’s go of butt cheeks lol….now we wait 5 min and she tells me to look at the posters on the wall while we wait for it to register….then 5 min are up and she spread butt cheeks open and takes out thermometer making a slurping sound while it came out lol…99.9 F she says out loud and types it on the computer…then she tells me to slide my panties back up and sit back on the exam table for the doctor….she says since this is a physical the doctor will do a external and internal vaginal exam and will also do a rectal exam so he might ask you to take your panties off for that part of the exam….most embarrassing if this was ever true lol

My most embarrassing rectal temperature happened one morning in the late 1970’s. The neighbors right across the street from us were a family I knew very well and the mom (Mrs. Riley) was a nurse at a Catholic school in town. She worked at the school for many years but one morning when I went for a physical at my doctor’s office she was working there. Mrs. Riley told my mom she retired from the school and was working part-time at my pediatrician’s office. I spent a lot of time at her house playing video games with her two boys because they were the first kids I knew who had an Atari. Me and my brother loved Mrs. Riley because she always gave us juice and cookies whenever we went to her house. My mom also really liked her and would occasionally have her at our house for coffee. So when I went for my physical that day Mrs. Riley was my nurse which I wasn’t expecting at all. When I got undressed I was so embarrassed that she was seeing me in my underwear and I was dreading that she was going to take my temperature. Sure enough she did take my temp rectally while my mom and her chatted the whole time. Having Mrs. Riley take my temperature was way more embarrassing than when the other nurses did it because I knew her well and never expected her to do something like that to me.

@AntonX ,

How old were you when this occurred? Was it common practice for the other nurses to take a rectal temperature on you, too?

She no doubt took any number of rectal temperatures that day and probably thought nothing of them unless one or two indicated a fever.

Also, did your mom at that time, still take your temperature rectally? If yes, then she, seeing Mrs. Riley, in her position as the doctor’s nurse take your temperature rectally would not have been uncommon for her to witness.

@OverRainbow

I can’t remember exactly how old I was, probably around 9 or 10. Yes, rectal temperatures were mandatory until you turned 13 at my doctor’s office. It’s funny that you said she “thought nothing of them” because that’s exactly what my mom told me that day. She said the nurses there saw so many naked bottoms all day long and that she wouldn’t remember mine. I think my mom stopped taking my temperature rectally by then but I’m not sure. She probably stopped somewhere around that time or a couple years prior.

When I was a kid, I think past age 6, I was supposed to take my own temperature rectally - that is, insert the thermometer under bedsheets after mom gave it to me, then hand it back when she came back 3 minutes later. That time, I think I was 10, I thought I was clever trying to heat it on the bedside lamp. I got caught. Mom fetched Vaseline, and had me go across her lap so that she could take my temperature herself. Then, she spanked me hard and long for lying about health matters.

As an adult, I had one embarrassing episode. I got sick when having dinners with colleague and had to get back home early. One colleague paid me a visit the next morning, and there was a thermometer and Vaseline on my bedside table.

It was always embarrassing to have my temperature taken rectally when I saw my pediatrician. It became absolutely embarrassing at age 12 when puberty was underway and having a rectal temperature taken promoted me to have an erection. I think the combination of lying on my belly and my penis touching the table caused me to react. I felt clenching in my cheeks and clearly understood that I was become erect. There was no choice but to tolerate it as best I could but the inevitable happened. The nurse did not seemed to become distressed. It may have been a right of passage because after that I was required to turn onto my side for a temperature taking.

@Nick321 I can totally relate. At age 12, the slightest thing would give me an erection, much to my embarrassment. Prior to puberty, having my temperature taken was awkward but right around age 12, it suddenly felt good. Really good.

I guess my most embarrassing rectal temperature experience came unexpectedly during a hospital visit in the emergency room. I was having heart related issues at a young age during the early-1980s. On this particular visit to the ER, the attending physician ordered an arterial blood gas test. If you've ever had it done, you might agree it really hurts because the nurse/phlebotomist has to shove a long needle deep into your wrist to a main artery. It pinches like crazy. But before any of this happened, a young nurse came to my room with an old fashioned mercury thermometer in a red case, and a foil packet of lube..... (this was 1982 when mercury thermometers were still being used in hospitals).

She told me she needed to get a "core" temperature reading for my blood gases test, and to obtain this she needed to take my temperature rectally. I think I asked her 5 different ways why she couldn't just take it by mouth instead. She was adamant about sticking it up my butt. She made me pull my drawers down under my gown, turn on my left side and flex my knees to my chest. I felt a gloved hand lift my butt cheek, then the cold invasion of the slippery thermometer going up my rectum. I gasped a little and she asked me to just stay calm. There I was for the next 3 silent minutes, a cute nurse holding a thermometer up my asshole while she stared at the clock on the wall. She didn't cover my naked butt for privacy either. While the thermometer was still up my pooper, the door to the exam room opened. It was the phlebotomist. I heard her exclaim "Oh my! I'm so sorry!"

I know she also saw the thermometer sticking out of my butt. When my 99.4F temperature finally registered, and the nurse took it out, I kept my face hid facing the wall. That was so humiliating. Then the phlebotomist returned and did the painful blood draw. I couldn't even look her in the face for the embarrassment. She didn't acknowledge seeing me get my rectal temperature taken. When she got her blood sample, she told me to keep my arm elevated for a few minutes. I was so glad to get out of there.

My most embarrassing rectal temperature took place when I was 19 while visiting home from college. While at home I shared a room with my 8 year old cousin. About the 4th day of my 2 week visit I came down with a cold that kept me up for most of the night. The next morning my aunt came into our room and woke me up so she could take my temperature. When my aunt turned on the light and revealed the thermometer and vaseline ,I tried to protest but my aunt was having none of it. She removed the covers exposing my red Pokémon briefs. In one swift motion my aunt pulls down my underwear exposing my bare bottom. She then proceeded to spread my cheeks apart with her thumb and index finger and slow insert the thermometer. As I lay on the bed feeling the sensations of the thermometer inside me, the morning alarm goes off for my cousin to get ready for school. My cousin wakes up and begins to watch and observe as I lay completely exposed with my underwear down, and a thermometer protruding from my bottom. We both make eye contact until I bury my face into a pillow out of humiliation. “Continue getting ready you don’t want to be late” says my aunt.After about 4 minutes my aunt removes the thermometer and reads my 101.2 temperature. My aunt once again grabs the waist band of my underwear this time taking them completely off. “I’m going to get the enema syringe you stay right there” she told me. As I lay in bed humiliated and exposed my cousin walks in one final time to grab a few last items, we make eye contact again “I hope the enema makes you feel better, it always helps me” my cousin admitted I smiled and said “thanks, and have a good day at school” with that my cousin left for the bus. A few minutes later my aunt comes back with the enema bulb and a bowl full of warm soapy water. After my enema I showered and got back into bed.

Even today just the thought of my cousin waking up and seeing me with my briefs down and a thermometer sticking out of my bottom is completely humiliating.

I wish I had a most embarrassing story, but after 12 years old they were all very embarrassing. When you get the rectal thermometer all throughout high school there are enough stories to fill dozens of pages and would take hours to write. I will just capsulize it like this: they all involved being completely exposed on a table or over a parent’s lap, and in too numerous cases with some kind of audience. It could be friends who were at the house or the doctor’s office, relatives who were present in the house and were curious, nursing students, who were about my age, or complete strangers at the doctor’s office who would have just been walking to and from their exam room, but stopped to look because the door was usually kept open. This included boys, girls, and their parents. In addition, there were times when these strangers would see you completely undressed, getting examined, or getting a needle. Yes, it started a fetish at that age and peaked to about 26 years old, but I would rather not have had the fetish nor all the humiliation.

I was probably 10 or 11 at the time. It was a hot July day and I was helping a neighbor on the adjacent block. Her name was was Ms. Jocelyn but I always referred to as Ms. J. I was taking care of her yard. I have been there a few hours and Ms. J . Kept me hydrated. She told me to come inside and cool down. After we got inside she felt my forehead. My clothes were saturated with sweat. Sent told me to go into the bathroom and remove them so she can put them in the wash . She left me a robe to put on. Next she instructed me to come down the hall to her room. She was seated on the edge of her bed. Once there Ms.J. untied the robe before taking me over her knee. She folded back the robe exposing my buttocks. Then I felt her part my cheeks and inserted a rectal thermometer. Ms. J. removed the thermometer and I was fine. Then I was sent back to bathroom to shower. At that time I was in puberty and beginning to get hair in my privates. She was the first member of the opposite sex to possibly see them.

I never really got embarrassed having my RT taken. More surprised one time as an adult getting it taken in a clinic when a lost Mom and daughter accidentally entered the room while I was getting the RT. I know they saw me because as they profusely apologized I heard the daughter ask, “ Am I going to get my temperature taken like that, too!!?”

My most embarassing temperature taken was at my pediatrician. I was completely naked prepared for the physical while unexpectedly the nurse rise my legs and inserted a thermometer in my anus keeping it in place despite me struggling. She said to stay calm placing her hand on my belly. During the procedure the doctor arrived and exploited my position to palpate my testicles and deeply retract my prepuce and examinate the glans. It was the most embarassing examination I had in my life.

This happened when I was 13 and still going to the paediatrician it was mandatory to have your temperature taken rectally until the age of 17. And I was still wearing diapers because I wanted to at the time my parents didn’t know I was wearing diapers I’ve always bought them in secret and hid them. Anyway as I’m getting everything checked the nurse comes over to take my pants down and notice I’m in a Huggies diaper and it’s wet from the wetness indicator. She walks out and comes back with the thermometer, diaper wipes, a diaper (Pampers Baby Dry) so my pants are taken off and my diaper is removed with my legs in the air as she takes my temperature my mom walks in mid session. I’m so embarrassed that idk what to do. So the nurse finishes taking my temperature and proceeds to change my diaper after that. Nurse leaves and my mom proceeds to ask on why I’m wearing a diaper and I’m just sitting there just too embarrassed to tell. So fast forward to being home my whole room was changed into a nursery and now I’m treated like a baby.

Thanks Aura1.

ANTON X, Liking your posts immensely. I encourage you to read mine about same topics and my experiences.

I rebelled against having my RT taken at pediatricians office at age 10 and the new young dr explained to my parents that girls at age 9 or 10 could hold it under their tongue but boys tended to not be able to and tended to clamp down too tightly and tried to hold it with their teeth etc and posed a danger of mercury and broken glass in boys mouths. Therefore, boys had to have rectal temps until at least 12 or 13 and that some still had rectal temps all the way to 17 0r 18. All this discussion went on with both parent's a younger brother and sister and a nurse in the room, all the time with me being naked essentially, jockey shorts pulled down to knees while they chatted and nurse proceeding to take my rectal temperature. My parent never took mine at home.

I matured early with dark pubic hair and was taller etc, athletic and generally thought to be older than I was but rectal temperatures persisted. even when protesting that I was obviously not ' a little kid' and requesting oral, they said it was a pediatric office and it was protocol for all patients and no exceptions will be made.

When I was 17 I went to same office because I was familiar with it but it wasn't just pediatric, I had an STD and it was a different nurse and dr this time but when it came time for vital signs I was asked to turn all the was around and lay on my stomach and pull down my jockeys for a temperature. I protested again and was reminded that I was under 18 and in this clinic it was the way it was done, This was by far even more embarrassing than when my family and nurse and dr witnessed it all (above). She spread my cheeks open with her thumb and fingers and spread lube around my anal opening with the thermometer and said it was hard for her to see the opening because of the hair but poked it in and kept my cheeks open and spread the whole time. My anus tugged and pushed on the thermometer continually as she watched telling me to try and relax, and asking if it hurt. After about 5 mins she took it out then wiped lube off. Now the worst part was about a year later I saw her get behind me in the grocery check out line and she started a conversation with me and told me that she became a nurse practitioner and was seeing her own patients now including a lot of my previous classmates at another clinic.

@Obertaller How old were you?

My mom was taking my rectal temperature when I was around 4 years old, and my sister’s friend walked into the room. When I walked out of the room, she kept teasing me about not being able to hold a thermometer in my mouth. I got over it quickly.

That would not have been a problem where I grew up because most if not all kids had rectal temps to at least 13, we all had the same doctor it was a small city.

I don’t believe I’ve any memories of rectal temps.

I think pleasurable rectal temps from my mom... are the origin of my enjoyment of anal stimulation...

My most embarrassing temperature check was one evening at my grandmother's house, I was 15 and my sister was 12. We were both sick.

My mother called the doctor but he was unreachable.

My sister vomited all day, we were hot, aches everywhere.

My mother went to the pharmacy to get us some medicine.

When she came home, she brought back a bag filled with suppositories, hydration tablets...

Around 5 p.m. everyone was in the living room, my aunts, my uncles, my cousins. My sister and I were lying down in grandma's room.

My mother asked my grandmother if she had a thermometer.

My grandmother told him that she has a very old one (in glass)

A few minutes later my grandmother brought the thermometer back into the room and asked my mother if she needed a hand. My mother said yes, I would like that.

My grandmother started to take off the blanket and my mother went to clean the thermometer. We begged my grandmother not to stick the thermometer in our butts.

My grandmother told us that it doesn't hurt if we stay calm, my sister started to cry and I had tears in my eyes.

My mother tried to calm down my sister who was crying loudly. At this moment my aunt came to see what's going on. She left the door open, my sister was on my mother's lap with the thermometer and I was sitting waiting for my turn. My sister didn't stop screaming, she really stressed me out. Now everyone at home knows what's going on in grandma's room.

As soon as my mother took out the thermometer, my grandmother already prepared the suppo and then my sister started begging my mother. Not the suppo please mom, please but all in vain because my mother spread my sister's tight buttocks and introduced the medicine.

My aunt took my sister to the living room to calm her down and I underwent the same treatment in the same position. Open door everyone can enter the room and see everything that is happening.

As soon as I finished, everyone congratulated me because I was brave and I didn't cry like my sister

In hospital 1971. Nurses then were dressed in short skirts or gowns and sheer pantyhose. Just to have her that close to me sitting by my bed waiting for the thermometer to register was too much for a 10 year old boy. Those soft, smooth legs covered in transluscent nylon was really something. I got an erection and she noticed it. Didn' t comment on it but covered me with a blanket.

My 1964 hospital pediatric ward admission exam. The nurse directed me to the exam room. She hand me a pair of drop seat pj’s told me take off all my clothing and put the pj’s on. Then the nurse took my vitals weight, hight and blood pressure. She next instructed to get on the exam table and turnover on to my tummy I noticed that she was holding a glass thermometer with a glob of Vaseline on the silver tip. The nurse said it more accurate this way and proceeded to pull down the drop seat of my pj’s exposing my bottom . She then used her index finger and thumb to separate my buttock exposing my anus and inserted the thermometer into my rectum. At age Thirteen I was so embarrassed getting my temperature taking the baby way.

It was when I was 15 , 1983 . Mom had taking me to the emergency room. I had been sick most of the day . Nauseated and vomiting that evening she decided it was time . We got to the emergency room and checked in . When my name was called we got up walked to the doors the nurse took us into a room she ask the standards questions about what was going on when it started.my symptoms if I was running a fever. If she had giving me any medication. She then took my blood pressure and attempted to get my temperature. But I just gaged and had dry heaving. She said she would try again later. Then she got my weight and took us into a different room. She had me set on the exam table and said she would be right back to get my temperature. she needed to get a thermometer. when she returned she had another nurse with her holding a thermometer that’s when she said I need to remove my shoes and pants and slip my underwear down and lay on my stomach. I wasn’t expecting this at all. Neither was my mother I had had my temperature taking in my butt for some years last time was at the pediatrician office when I was probably 7 at a sick visit. The nurse insured me sometimes it’s necessary even on adults. I was embarrassed to say the least but exposed my butt and the nurse inserted the thermometer. The door standing part of the way open . After she removed the thermometer I pulled my underwear back up . I got a shot in the butt and a prescription for phenergan suppositories that night .

At the doctor it was always a little embarrassing, while at home, with my mother or even when my aunt or my older sister measured it for me, it was unpleasant to accept as an imposition, but there was no embarrassment.

When I was 9 or 10 we were at the family cottage and I was coming down with a cold (that ended up being a strep throat). My dad took my temp before bed and came out of the room carrying the (rectal) glass thermometer and jar of Vaseline just as my older cousin was walking by. I got teased by my cousins the next few days for still getting my temp taken rectally (was totally embarrassed 😳), until my uncle overheard and told my cousin to stop and reminded him he wasn’t too old for a spanking!

In my generation, everyone had their temperature taken rectally at home. Nobody liked it, but it was something you didn't really talk about with other people, especially as you got older. I remember it felt really embarrassing as I got older and more aware of my body and private parts. At the age of 10 I was 'upgraded' to an oral thermometer at home, which was a great relief. By then I had a mixed feelings with rectal temps; I hated it when my parents took them, but secretly I was playing doctor with a boy next door, using a rather large toy thermometer. We both loved it. I was 12 when my parents took my temperature for the last time. We were visiting my grandmother and I got sick. She only had a rectal thermometer and I had a fight with my parents, which I didn't win. I suppose my fetish for rectal temperatures was consolidated on that occasion.

What made it particularly embarrassing was that I always got my temperature taken over the knee, which was the way it was described in the books on childcare my parents had in their bookshelf (I always used to look up the section about fever in any childcare book I happened to stumbled on...). This was also the way my dad took it at my grandmother's place. When you are 12 years old that's really humiliating. I'm sure that wasn't his intention but it for sure was the result.

Each time we visited grandmother afterwards I was afraid I would get sick and have to have my temperature taken rectally again. At the same time I secretly started to take my rectal temp with the old glass thermometer at home for pleasure, fantasising which of the boys in my class still got rectal temps taken at home.