Watching Sibling get Examined

My sister and I bathed together, and afterward, my mother would skin back my foreskin and check for cleanliness and any abnormalities. My sister was a very interested observer.

I have watched some exams of my brother and also some stuff my mom has done at home like giving him a suppository or taking his temperature. I also have seen one of the exams of my cousin who had to have a shot as well.

My sister and I bathed together, and afterward, my mother would skin back my foreskin and check for cleanliness and any abnormalities. My sister was a very interested observer.

My girl playmates liked to watch me skin it back when I peed and would ask me to skin it back sometimes just so they could look. I suppose it was interesting to see what was in there or just watch that skin being moved. I didn't find spreading their lips interesting but I did like touching those tiny bits in there and they seemed to enjoy me doing that.

I have watched some exams of my brother and also some stuff my mom has done at home like giving him a suppository or taking his temperature. I also have seen one of the exams of my cousin who had to have a shot as well.

@looooool do you mind sharing what it was like watching your brothers exams the times that you were present?

I’ve got two older brothers and I was always present at their exams. We would all turn red when it was time to take off our clothes and wait for the doctor in our undies. I’ll never forget when the doctor would check their privates. She’d say “one coconut….two coconuts…and a blooming palm tree!” Made me laugh.

Being the oldest of three younger brothers was always a lengthy appointment. There is more modesty today then there was when I was growing up.

@physical68 did all three of you get examined together? How were you dressed and what happened in your exams?

I used to be examined with my younger sister growing up. Yes it probably helped shape my medfet, but also I think I'd be here regardless.

@DoctorPP could you prevent yourselve getting erect? Could you See any Sense of arousal at your sis?

About 20 years ago when I was about 13, my step dad and step sister started living with us. My step sister was a first year university student at the time and frankly I was really attracted to her. She was stunning, very athletic, brunette, olive skin tone, skinny.

She had a lot of issues with her back, and eventually they discovered she had mild scoliosis (a pretty late discovery). Anyway, my step dad, who has always been a little well off, was adamant she wasn’t going to have surgery. So he found a physical therapist doctor who does some kind of unique French therapy called postural manual therapy or something like that.

Anyway, they had to go down to London to see this guy at his swanky private clinic. It was during the school holidays and they invited me to come and have a day out in London. We all went to the appointment in this Harley Street style clinic in a big house. The waiting room was very fancy, with beautiful sofas, snacks, drinks, etc. They called my step sister in and we all went in together.

In the room, this mid-50s guy, slightly overweight, well groomed in a very smart shirt and trousers, greeted us. I sat against the wall on a chair with my step dad while my step sister sat next to the doctor’s desk. He started asking her loads of questions. Eventually he said “I’d like to examine you now, just to assess what’s going on and to see how I could help you. To do that, would it be okay if you could undress for me?” She nodded hesitantly.

He said “excellent, could you pop off your shirt, trousers, shoes and socks? Could you also remove your bra as well? We just like to have a uninhibited view of your spine, and it’s also helpful to see how level your breasts are with one another”.Her face went red. He didn’t even ask if me or my step dad should step out. She just carried on and complied. She went into a corner and started undressing. I couldn’t believe it, I was shocked.

She came out standing there only in her panties, barefoot (she had beautiful feet) and with her perky nipples sticking out. After this he had her sit on the edge of an examination table, and he gave her a general physical examination. He did blood pressure, looked in her eyes, mouth (tongue out to say ‘ahh’), ears, felt her neck, under her armpits, and amazingly palpated her breasts. Then he had her lay down. He listened to her chest with a stethoscope. He examined her abdomen, palpating deeply. He had her sit up and he listened to her back while she gave deep breaths.

Then he asked her to stand up. He rolled towards her on his chair and asked her to stand up straight in the middle of the room. He was so close, she stood basically between his legs which were spread apart. He gently put his hands on her hips. He asked her to do various manoeuvres. She bent forward to touch her toes. Crouched down. Bent backwards. When she bent forwards, he pulled her knickers down slightly so the top of her buttocks were exposed. While almost literally nude, he had her walk up and down across the room. First as normal, then on her tip toes, and then on her heels. Then he got her to crouch down and waddle across the room. All in nothing but her knickers while me and my step dad watched.

He got her to sit in a chair. He brushed his hands along her legs down to her feet. He grabbed both of her gorgeous, soft feet in his hands, feeling them. He spent a while just rubbing his thumbs along her soles, cupping her heel before bending them from side to side, up and down. He asked her to lay down again. He held her hand and started moving her fingers. Same with the other hand. He bent her arms back and forward. Then he did the same with her legs. Asking her to lift them, then bend her knees. He also asked her to pull her knees up to her chest, and then he spread her legs apart by grabbing both knees.

He had her flip over and lay on her front. She pulled her feet up to her buttocks. She moved them back and then he grabbed each foot and rotated it. The he had her lay on her side. He asked her to lift her leg up and down. Then he made her curl up into a ball and do the same. Then he got her to sit up on the bed, before again asking her to curl up into a ball.

After a few more exercises he asked her to get changed. I was in awe. It was the most bizarre experience and I’ll never forget it.

Had two siblings never been examined with them. I was in the room once or twice when my sister had an exam. But nothing interesting happened as it was just to look at her foot.

I was often examined in clinic in front others was common back then kids didnt get privacy

Not shared this one before but what the hell: I had quite a few chances to see my sister being examined when I was a kid but I basically turned them all down. She was in hospital for a lengthy spell when I was 6 and she was 4, and I really never wanted to see any of it. (The older boy in the bed opposite her however, who I got the chance to see have his throat and ears checked, pulse taken and then auscultated, hell yeah I had eyes on that!) So I always either looked away when doctors or nurses attended my sister, or went out into the corridor to play games with myself (trust me, the paediatric ward of a hospital is a great playground when you're a kid with the kind of imagination I had!)

This whole thing extended to when we were older (she was 5 and I was 7) and our family doctor came and did a home visit for us because we both had bad tonsillitis and our mum couldn't get us to the medical centre because she had no car at the time and it was way too far to walk. I thought she was the one who was really sick with it, and the doctor was just there for her. We shared a bedroom for a while when we were a younger age, and while he examined her on her bed I just rolled over and looked at the wall, not really caring about any of it. I don't know if it was because she was my sister or because I had all the signs I was gay from an early age and was only interested in boys even if I didn't know how to recognise it, hence the other kid in the opposite bed that time who I did watch and got hard over. I sometimes wonder if she'd been my brother instead then maybe I would have all eyes on 'him' and it would be a really kinky yet very secret memory now.

I do remember that when my turn came I really didn't want her to see me being examined either and hoped she looked away like I'd done for her, maybe hoping for the 'treat other people like you'd want to be treated' thing, which I knew was a life thing by 7 years old, but I didn't look. After looking at my throat and telling my mom that yes it looked pretty awful, he wanted to listen to my chest and I managed to get away without taking my shirt off and just pulling it up, but I was really reluctant to be examined at all and had to go through 'Yes, come on, this is for you as well. Your turn. You're not well either so it's for your own good' etc etc. Of course I got a boner as I'd already discovered my medical quirks a couple of years before this, but this was one of the times when I didn't enjoy it because I didn't want my sister watching. I don't know if she did, I've never asked, and I hope that I sufficiently managed to cover my reaction to it just from the angle I was sitting at on the edge of my bed while hard in my pants. That was one of two home visits I remember, and I was a total crying, yelling brat on the other one because I was even more sick that time, and thankfully my sister saw none of that one because she was downstairs watching TV.

I grew up getting examined with my oldest brother. We were bathed together so I don't remember being embarrassed about getting undressed. I think my brother was more uncomfortable with the doctor examining his penis than he was worried about me being in the room. A parent was always there as a chaperone too. Usually the doctor would have us undress to our briefs and just pull the band out to inspect us, but one time my brother had to get a spot checked on his genital area so I remember him standing there naked looking miserable.

We stopped getting examined together when he hit puberty a couple years before me, then just my father would chaperone until I turned about 12 and the doctors wanted us alone. I remember thinking it wasn't fair that my brother got to be examined alone while I still had to have a parent watch me get a genital exam until I hit puberty. I think once the pediatrician started doing more thorough testicular exams and hernia exams they stopped us seeing each other's exams rather than my parents making the decision. I would have been a little more embarrassed as a preteen to have my brother watch me get a genital or rectal exam.

I've also seen my younger sister examined but only when she was below five so I was still supervising baths for her on occasion and it wasn't weird at all. She was much younger than us and never saw our exams.

For most of my physicals growing up it was my mom, brother and me. We always got our physicals together so I got to see all of his exam and he got to see all of mine. I think it surely did play part in my medfet. Especially that sense of anticipation of getting exposed and prodded. Watching it happen to him and knowing that it was going to be the same thing for me when it was my turn to sit on the table. Very exciting in a nervous energy kind of way!

@Shortshroom What were those exams like?

I'm sure I was at some of my sisters exams as Mom took both of us because she had no one to leave the other with. But I have no memory of any of those exams. Too long ago for this old brain to remember, maybe even unimportant.

@Shortshroom What were those exams like?

They were pretty standard physical exams. We would go one at a time, going though a full exam. Usually they'd start with him checking our ears, nose, eyes and all that jazz. Then he would listen to our heart and lungs. Start with the stethoscope up the shirt in the front and then the same in the back in a few spots, asking us to take deep breaths while he listened. I remember him starting to feel around my neck, I guess checking lymph nodes.

Then he would have us lay back and lift our shirts or occasionally have us take them off completely. This was honestly one my favorite parts. I think the order was normally that he would use the stethoscope again and listen to my chest, then down my body to my stomach in various spots and then get lower until he was listening just below the waistband of my shorts. Then he would start palpating in the same way he had just listened to everything. Stating at the top of the body and going down to the stomach and eventually just sticking his fingers under the waistband a little bit. Most often this would lead to the genital check. Usually it was a pretty quick check. He would unbutton the shorts and just pull up our underwear to expose our penises, but occasionally he would have us lift our butts and pull the underwear down so he could see more.

Then he went on to doing a few leg checks. Usually just giving them a kind of massage like feel and maybe have us push against him as he put pressure back on our feet. If we were wearing pants instead of shorts, he would have us take them off so that he could actually see our legs. And it usually ended with us having to bend over and touch our toes so that he could check our spines. At least once, we did that sort of check and some of the early stuff at the same time, but usually it was all individual.

I had a few different doctors growing up, and even the one that we saw the longest changed it up from year to year, but that's kind of the basic gist of what would happen at most of the visits.

They were pretty standard physical exams. We would go one at a time, going though a full exam. Usually they'd start with him checking our ears, nose, eyes and all that jazz. Then he would listen to our heart and lungs. Start with the stethoscope up the shirt in the front and then the same in the back in a few spots, asking us to take deep breaths while he listened. I remember him starting to feel around my neck, I guess checking lymph nodes.

Then he would have us lay back and lift our shirts or occasionally have us take them off completely. This was honestly one my favorite parts. I think the order was normally that he would use the stethoscope again and listen to my chest, then down my body to my stomach in various spots and then get lower until he was listening just below the waistband of my shorts. Then he would start palpating in the same way he had just listened to everything. Stating at the top of the body and going down to the stomach and eventually just sticking his fingers under the waistband a little bit. Most often this would lead to the genital check. Usually it was a pretty quick check. He would unbutton the shorts and just pull up our underwear to expose our penises, but occasionally he would have us lift our butts and pull the underwear down so he could see more.

Then he went on to doing a few leg checks. Usually just giving them a kind of massage like feel and maybe have us push against him as he put pressure back on our feet. If we were wearing pants instead of shorts, he would have us take them off so that he could actually see our legs. And it usually ended with us having to bend over and touch our toes so that he could check our spines. At least once, we did that sort of check and some of the early stuff at the same time, but usually it was all individual.

I had a few different doctors growing up, and even the one that we saw the longest changed it up from year to year, but that's kind of the basic gist of what would happen at most of the visits.

So any interesting views of your brother or him of you? Any foreskin checks or the like?

I was examined in the presence of my sister and vice-versa for longer than probably should have, I think the last time she was approximately 13. I remember had pubic hair at the last visit and i couldn't help but want to watch her examined laying back frog leg on the couch.

I would have ended up with medfet I am sure without it but it was certainly a big factor in it developing at early age.

I was examined with my sister until I was 16 and she was 12. I was very much aware of my medical fetish at the time. The doctor had no concern for either of our modesty and we both ended up naked by the end of the exam. It was definitely a weird mixture of emotions as I was very excited to witness a female being examined but it was my sister. The embarrassment and taboo nature of the situation somehow added to the excitement. We were not the only opposite gendered siblings examined this way in my town. It was common to hear others talking about being subjected to the same treatment.

My younger brother and I were examined together for years. It’s how I found out he was bigger and had a bigger bush than me.

The closest I was to having that happen was being in the room during my sisters endocrinologist appointment and the doctor said “close your eyes for this next part”. My mom couldn’t have been quicker to correct the doctor and tell her I could wait in the waiting room

There were several years when my brother and I bother got hernia exams and were examined in the same room, before they started putting us in separate rooms when I was 16 and he was 14. So several years in a row I was annually reminded that my younger brother had a bigger penis and balls and more hair than I did.

Unfortunately, I never had a sibling my age who could accompany me to medical examinations. Sometimes my stepsister would accompany me to my doctor's appointments, but only when I was little.

I remember accompanying her to some appointments at home when she had the flu.

The doctor checked her throat and lungs, and in some cases she wasn't wearing a bra (but I had often seen her like that).

Once I remember they made me leave because the doctor wanted to check her rectal temperature.

This happened when I was between 5 and 9 years old, and she was between 13 and 17.

As kids I was at the exam with my younger sister. We never were examied together, always me first and then my sister.

I used to go with my 3 brothers to the pediatrician together until I was like 7 or 8. We would all be in the room together and all got to see each other being examined. I hated it at the time and I remember begging my mom to take me separately. At the time I was grossed out and always turned away but there were times I did watch. Especially if one of my brothers was being very difficult and my mom had to go hold him (usually my youngest brother who is now a doctor himself 😂). After I started going by myself we would still have times where we would be taken together for vaccines or things like that. But there was no nudity or exam.

I used to go with my 3 brothers to the pediatrician together until I was like 7 or 8. We would all be in the room together and all got to see each other being examined. I hated it at the time and I remember begging my mom to take me separately. At the time I was grossed out and always turned away but there were times I did watch. Especially if one of my brothers was being very difficult and my mom had to go hold him (usually my youngest brother who is now a doctor himself 😂). After I started going by myself we would still have times where we would be taken together for vaccines or things like that. But there was no nudity or exam.

@Vzia did your borthers get to watch you be examined as well?

What was the level of nudity for all of you? Any double standard where the boys had to strip but you didnt?

@Vzia did your borthers get to watch you be examined as well?

What was the level of nudity for all of you? Any double standard where the boys had to strip but you didnt?

@matty96 yes they got to watch me as well. We were all in our underwear from the get go. At that time I didn't wear a bra yet so we were all kind of equal. The underwear would come off for a moment for the genital check and then back on. The doctor usually made me go first because I was a better patient and he could make an example out of me. I was always mortified.