What’s the most embarrassing experience you’ve had or witnessed dealing with one of your kinks?

I realize more and more how the sense of embarrassment plays a big role in many of my kinks.

For example some of mine would be: enemas,suppositories,spanking,rectal temp, and 90% of the other topics on zity. Any of these experiences outside a sexual situation are overwhelmingly embarrassing for me.

I think mine, at least as an adult would have to be when I got a very unexpecting suppository from a young attractive nurse. Where I was mortified in the moment, it would become a huge turn on thinking about it later.

What’s your embarrassing experience or what embarrassing experience have you witnessed someone else go through?

My main kink is medfet, and embarrassment in definitely a major part of what I like about it. Standing in front of a provider and dropping my pants is soooo embarrassing. The exposure, physical touch and manipulations, and the power dynamics in a medical setting all add to my embarrassment. Like you, during the actual moment, I am mortified and cringing so bad on the inside. But afterwards, I love thinking about and fantasizing to the memories and the way they made me feel.

Also like you, I received a suppository one time in the hospital from a nurse about my age, while my wife stood next to the bed and actually helped me roll onto my side while the nurse stuck her finger up my butt. That was super embarrassing... and arousing. Other than that, my favorite embarrassments are when I first drop my pants to expose myself to the doctor. That is very nerve wracking. I also like when the doctor first looks at my butthole before a DRE, and the first touch I feel back there. I feel so vulnerable and exposed at those moments.

My most embarrassing medical experience was at the Urogynecologist. I share the full experience in my blog. But the TLDR version: I suffered a bad tear during birth that managed my sphincter. I don’t have much control back there and went to the urogyn for evaluation. He recommends surgery to repair the muscle after an extensive exam.

I may have already mentioned this, but I had a heart scare a few years ago. They needed to do a blood gases test, and the doctor for some reason required a rectal temperature before and after the blood draw. The nurse that took my temperature wasn't a beauty queen, but attractive enough to make it embarrassing when she spread my cheeks to slip the temperature probe up my rear. No sooner than she did the insertion, the phlebotomist walked in and saw me with the probe stuck up my butt. I didn't see the phlebotomist when this happened because I was facing the opposite wall. It made the nurse pretty mad, and she scolded the girl out in the hall. I later saw the girl and she was pretty as a doll, which caused embarrassment to set in. Lucky for me they decided to send another girl to do the blood draw, which hurts like a MF BTW. She had to punch a needle deep into a vein in my wrist. Ouch. The nurse didn't take my temperature again like the Dr. asked, but they decided I wasn't having a heart attack. I was being overmedicated on BP medication.

About 45 years ago, I had a cyst near my ear that had to be removed surgically. Back then it had to be done as an inpatient. During my admittance medical procedures the female nurse, who was about my mother's age, took my blood pressure and then said she needed to take my temperature. I opened my mouth for the thermometer but she said that because the surgery was being done so close to my mouth, the temperature had to be taken rectally. Since she was as old as my mother, it didn't really bother me to have to pull down my pants for her. BUT, the next time I had my temperature taken, my wife was with me and this young lady about the same age as us came in to take my vitals. To make it even more embarrassing, my wife and her went to school together when they were younger. It was definitely much more embarrassing to roll over and spread my cheeks for her.

My most embarrassing incident will seem a bit odd for many of you. I met my first girlfriend when we were both in high school in the mid ‘60s. We stayed together and now have been married 57 years. She is the only woman I have ever been with.

About 15 years ago I needed a simple surgery to remove an embedded kidney stone. It was performed under a general anesthesia, so I felt and remember nothing. After removing the stone, the doc placed a stent into the ureter to prevent it from collapsing. A week later I returned to his office to have it removed. I was asked to remove my pants and underwear, and lie on a table. “Somebody will be with you shortly.”

There I was naked and in walks a young nurse. She grabs my cock and injects a large amount of lube so the Doctor’s removal tool can be inserted to retrieve the stent from the ureter (which is on the opposite side of the bladder). Then she waited for the Doctor to come in.

This was the first time anybody other than my wife had held by cock, and it sure was an odd situation. Strange, but a bit nice too.

Like many others, my medfet and kink revolve around embarrassment and exposure. For many years, I tried to brush this off and didn't really acknowledge the excitement and enjoyment I felt from such scenarios. I think the event that really flipped the switch for me was my first visit to my current doctor, probably around 8 years ago, with me around age 30.

I had filled out my new patient forms and anxiously waited in the lobby. I was called back and had my vitals and such taken by a pleasant, middle aged nurse. As I waited for the doctor, I was curious what it would entail. It had been 10+ years since my last exam, but I wasn't given a gown, so that was encouraging. The doctor entered, and average sized man in his mid 50s with a mustache. He spoke quickly, but was relaxed and pleasant. Progressing through the exam, I was eventually told to stand and drop my pants...

I had already removed my shirt earlier, so I felt completely nude with my pants around my ankles. He took a look over my genitals before touching. In case this happened, I had shaved that morning. As soon as he felt my bald scrotum with his bare hand, I could feel my small penis begin to grow, my fear coming true. I was surprised that he did not have me hold it out of the way, just letting it lay across his hand. By the end of the testes exam I was mostly hard and pointing straight out. He even made a comment about when he used to also get hard if the wind blew. Clearly he noticed the change...

A few days later, I looked in the online portal and noticed my forms were scanned in. I looked them over an noticed that in the sexual questionnaire I filled out, next to the erection difficulty section, he had written NO and underlined it. I instantly felt a stir again, and it occurred to me, that maybe I enjoy this.

Embarrassing experiences are some of the most vividly remembered... Here are some of mine:

Diaper-related

• At the age of 8 or so, my father (who had strange ideas about discipline) told me I would be diapered in full view of the rest of my family. I was helpless on the floor with my pants off and my penis and scrotum in full view of everyone, while he took his time using a powder puff to powder me, and putting me in a diaper. My brother and sister were howling with laughter.

Spanking-related

• Between the ages of 6 and 9, I'd get a half hour of corner time after a bare-bottomed spanking, and the half hour was almost always pants-down. I think I felt more embarrassed having my pants down than if I'd just been naked. It seemed to make a point of shaming me by everyone getting to see my hips and penis, in particular.

Dad even ordered me to stand out some distance from the wall, arms at my sides, so I couldn't hide my genitals. Family members were free to walk in and out of the living room, while I was standing there. My older sister thought it was hilarious.

I only recall one instance of a neighbor coming over and seeing me like that, but I never forgot her smile and smug advice... "Well, you be sure to mind your mom and dad, so they don't have to do this again."

As a child, Medfet-related:

• There was a strange nurse who liked to pull down my pants and underwear all the way to my knees for shots, and then keep them down for inexplicably long periods. Even as a kid, I wondered why my little cock and balls had to be out (she could have just pulled down my pants in back, for the shot), and why it took her so long to tell me I could (finally) pull them up. Later on, I realized she was enjoying the view.

As an adult, Medfet-related

• A few years ago, an elderly male doctor telling me to strip entirely for my physical (that hadn't happened since I was a child), and when it was time for the genital exam, taking his sweet time rolling and stretching my cock, and cupping, smoothing, and stretching my scrotum and probing my balls.

As an adult, massage-related

•• One evening, a massage therapist was on duty alone, and she kept leaving me completely undraped face-down on one of her tables, with the door to that room left open, while she went to the front to admit walk-ins. Two of those walk-ins — sent back to wait in another massage room — were young ladies who burst out laughing when they passed my doorway and saw me bare-ass naked on the table. I didn't dare look up... It was a small town and I probably knew them both.

•• Two 'massage therapists' who turned out to be staffing a massage parlor (it was advertised as a legit massage clinic) had instructed me to take off everything, cover myself with a thick towel, and wait face-down on their table, while they went to get the oil. I did that.

After they came back in the room, they spent about five minutes clumsily massaging my shoulders; and then one of them pulled my towel down past my bare buttocks, leaving me completely naked. I wasn't expecting that. When I pulled the towel back up, one of the ladies laughed, and asked if I was cold. When I admitted that I wasn't, she said, "Just relax, then..." and slid the towel back off.

Well, it wasn't all one-sided...by the time they had me face-up and were stroking my oiled cock, both of these slender women had stripped down to their panties (beautiful boobs and dark nipples), and one of them was pulling her panties down past her dark bush as she asked if I wanted "full service." I didn't...but at least I got to see almost as much of them as they did of me. Their massage skills were second-rate, but they had wonderful bodies, and to this day I fantasize about saying 'yes' to full service and fucking the one who asked, from behind, while the other one watched.

But then, they probably wouldn't have found that embarrassing...

My college freshman physical was certainly embarrassing because I was directed to strip completely in the presence of the male doctor. The entire exam was then conducted with me totally naked.

When I first had a physical from a female doc, the genital and rectal portions of the exam were conducted with me on my back, a paper sheet covering my chest and abdomen, my legs spread wide with my feet on the table, and my butt as close to the edge of the table as I could get it. Normally that would be a rather embarrassing position, but the manner of the doctor, a woman likely in her 50's, gave me more of a feeling of intimacy than of embarrassment. I probably would have been more embarrassed had the doctor been a male.

Lets just say that I have had a cold nose and tongue close when I was receiving a enema growing up...lol

That's a good question! I've had a lot of embarrassing procedures over the years and one that was quite traumatic, but the one that really stuck wasn't even that bad. When I was fourteen I had my appendix out. I was rather mature looking at fourteen. I even had an eighteen year old boyfriend so I certainly didn't think of myself as a kid, but they put me on the children's ward and the policy on the children's ward was rectal temps. Because I was post surgery that meant temps four times a day. Well the first few times I was in pain/groggy so I didn't make a fuss but when I started feeling better I did try to refuse. The nurse threatened to get some additional nurses to hold me down for it and I believed her. It was humiliating and a total turn on. Everytime that nurse came in after that I was the weirdest mix of excited, resentful and aroused.

That's a good question! I've had a lot of embarrassing procedures over the years and one that was quite traumatic, but the one that really stuck wasn't even that bad. When I was fourteen I had my appendix out. I was rather mature looking at fourteen. I even had an eighteen year old boyfriend so I certainly didn't think of myself as a kid, but they put me on the children's ward and the policy on the children's ward was rectal temps. Because I was post surgery that meant temps four times a day. Well the first few times I was in pain/groggy so I didn't make a fuss but when I started feeling better I did try to refuse. The nurse threatened to get some additional nurses to hold me down for it and I believed her. It was humiliating and a total turn on. Everytime that nurse came in after that I was the weirdest mix of excited, resentful and aroused.

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Spanking

When I was about nine years old, I had always had a crush on my friend's mom who was a beautiful blonde with big, beautiful, brown eyes.

One day, I was at my friend's house for the afternoon. My friend's little brother was teasing and being a jerk, trying to get in the middle of our afternoon. Finally, my friend punched his little brother who went crying to their mom. A few minutes later, their mom with the big, beautiful, brown eyes and the blonde hair, entered the family room, held a brief courtroom to determine the facts, and then passed judgment. My friend, not his teasing brother, was found guilty of not acting with more maturity because he was three years older and violating the family rule of no hitting, punching, or biting a sibling.

The penalty of a spanking was set and carried out post haste. My friend was frog marched out of the family room and down to the master bedroom with his cries of innocence ringing in the hallway. Two minutes later, the smacking sounds of a spanking on the bare bottom were ringing in the hallway where I was standing so I could hear the proceedings. Immediately, my friend's crying accompanied the smacking sounds.

As his pleas for clemency fell on deaf ears and the smacking and crying sounds filled my ears, a warmth filled my loins and bottom as I pictured her pulling down my pants and then my underwear and then being placed across her lovely lap. I could feel the cool breeze on my bare bottom. I could feel my heart beating faster with the anticipation of the first smack and the pain. I didn't care about the pain because it was her beautiful bare hand that was administering the pain on my bare bottom.

It was a vivid fantasy, especially for a nine-year-old boy.

“What are you doing?” came a voice from behind me.

I turned to find my friend’s younger brother staring at me.

“Oh, uh, I’m, uh, um. Nothing,” I stammered.

I could feel the heat in my cheeks and knew my embarrassment was showing on my face, but I doubt he noticed. I’m sure the little snitch knew I was eavesdropping on the spanking proceedings—just as he was doing!! But I didn’t want to admit that. Nor did I want to admit that I was fantasizing about having his beautiful, blonde, brown-eyed mom giving me a spanking.

In hindsight, I should have smacked the little brother for his impertinence in asking me—a guest—what I was doing because then when he went crying to mommy, I could have said to her that I deserved a spanking for hitting him and would she please administer it, but maybe go just a little bit lighter… because of my being a guest.

I think that was a missed opportunity.

Medical

After one of my spine surgeries, I was in the hospital for four days. Next to my bed I noticed some accordion-style “sickness” bags for when the patient has to vomit and can’t make it to or doesn’t want to use the toilet as a vomit receptable. The bags had an opening that measured 6.5 inches (16.5 cm) in diameter with a length of 15 inches (38.1 cm).

On my last evening in the hospital around 7:00pm, the two female nurses who had attended to me for the past three days, entered the room for the shift-change review. As they were leaving, I held one of the sickness bags up and expanded it out to its full 6.5- x 15-inch size. Both nurses looked over as I held the bag out on display.

“Finally,” I declared, “a condom that fits!”

They glanced at each other without any hint of a smile and with a look that said, “Can you believe he actually said that?” Although I thought it was a perfectly acceptable joke given that we were in a medical setting in a medical facility, I felt embarrassed because of their response, or lack thereof.

Apparently, they had recently gone through “sexual harassment sensitivity” training regarding appropriate things to say and not say while on the job and they had been told that if an employee says something inappropriate in a group setting that they should not encourage the behavior with laughter, but instead they should ignore the behavior.

So, they felt my joke was inappropriate. However, that training applies to employees who need to be careful not to offend other employees or patients while working so the hospital doesn’t have to deal with a sexual-harassment lawsuit.

But hey, it does NOT apply to patients who did not attend the employee training. And the employees are not going to bring a lawsuit against the hospital if a patient cracks a joke like that. And it was a joke because obviously I don’t have a willy that is 6.5 inches (16.5 cm) in diameter with a length of 15 inches (38.1 cm). My shlong is only 6.0 inches (165.2 cm) in diameter with a length of 14.5 inches (36.8 cm) so I was clearly joking.