What was the first object slid into your rectum?

Most certainly the first object slid in my butt was a long thin infant glycerin suppository, cold right out of the refrigerator. This I clearly remember followed by my mother’s index finger. I got used to the feeling of these going up my butt almost every day. It never hurt me going in I remember. It even felt good and even soothing to my bottom going in cold. When they come out, that’s when they really hurt a lot and burned inside. That is when I learned to fight releasing and became a bowel withholder rather than have to experience that pain again. It worked for a while, but I would become increasingly impacted. That is when mom started to give me enemas. There was no holding back on those. Then I always ended up crying anyways. So much for trying!

Lol Jeanette

@Jeanette_K Why the daily suppo? Were you chronically constipated?

For me it was, well after my finger, a long slender candle. Then after that candles that were thicker..

I would assume it would have been a thermometer. It's certainly the first thing I remember. I had a doctor slip a finger up my butt once or twice during an exam (age 7ish). That was a bit of a surprise. Then there was experimenting with crayons and Tinker-Toys. At age 9 I was started getting enemas regularly.

The first object slid into my rectum was undoubtedly a well-lubricated rectal thermometer. The second was likely one of many (too numerous to count) long, thin glycerin suppositories administered by my mother over her lap while I wailed and begged to be given a chance to poop.

A dulcolax suppository

The first thing I can remember was child-size glycerine suppositories and a very occasional enema. A little later I began exploring myself and inserted a variety of objects. No recollection of a thermometer, so that's still on my to-do list...

I’m not sure if it was a rectal thermometer, my mom’s favorite enema bulb, or a suppository. I expect those all happened at 4-5 years of age, like many have stated on this thread. Women that nurtured little/growing boys seemed obsessed with what they perceived as good bowel health. It seems temperature was always taken rectally in the 50s and early 60s. I do have a memory of a strict but friendly nurse explaining to me that rectal temperature was always 1 degree higher than some other methods, and it was her preferred way of getting an accurate reading. I have a vague memory of this same nurse holding the thermometer in place and chatting with me until she removed and read the thermometer. Although my mother and my aunts would occasionally administer a suppository, they both preferred to have me over their knees, lubing me with Vaseline and pumping me to capacity with what I thought was a syringe with an enormous nozzle, filled repeatedly from a large bowl of warm water with a bit of Ivory soap swished in it. After holding for the prescribed time I was given some privacy to release. More than once after the last fill a finger was buried in my butt to assist me in holding it. I don’t recall any accidents, but did grow to hope that finger would be part of the treatment. I’ve never been able to tolerate large butt plugs, I did have one massage therapist friend who enjoyed a bit of domination along with sensual massage when it was her turn to give. She had me order a set of 5 rectal dilators, and delighted in what she call “mandatory rectal dilation.” After extensive prostate massage she slowly inserted the second to the smallest one. Then she progressed to the next larger size, and I eventually took the largest one in the end (no pun intended). Sweet memories of a great playmate.

My finger. As a teenager, I had read about prostate orgasms but, alas, was not able to find it.

I think it is pretty difficult to find on yourself. Much easier on someone else

I never would of had the idea to stick anything up my butt if it wasn't for the influence of the femdom porn I first saw at 15. When I started out watching femdom porn seeing women fuck guys with strapons didn't turn me on at first but after being exposed to it for several years the gender role reversal started to turn me on.

I first stuck a pen up my butt when I was 23(I was sexually experimenting at that age and also ate my own precum and cum at that age and selfsucked although I could only get the head in my mouth). I was jerking off while doing it but only got semi erect because it was uncomfortable since I didn't use lube.

I tried again with lube on my finger at the same age and that time I jerked off to ejaculation but I thought cumming was more enjoyable without anything up my butt, but I didn't reach my prostate either time. That was 11 years ago and I haven't stuck anything up my butt since.

It was a long time ago. It was either a hairbrush handle or a tampon. I’m thinking it was most likely the tampon. I am sure I wanted to feel like a woman

An alfalfa stem, a country boy will survive,,,,

The first thing that slid into my rectum was my doctor's finger when he confirmed I was severely impacted. If you don't count a finger as a thing, then it would be the balloon nozzle that went up me, inflated, and sealed me off not long afterwards. I don't know how much warm mineral oil they got in my 10 year old frame, but I was absolutely certain I was going to explode for the entirety of my retention time.

Sicuramente il termometro rettale e poi la peretta per clisteri.

It was a long time ago and it was a sandal heel

It was a long time ago and it was a sandal heel

- sorry, but there will be much more better instrument's to use !!

A nurse's fingers as I was seriously constipated in hospital at 5

By 10 or 12 I was trying carrots and it went from there

Thermometer and lots of suppositories.

Glass steering rod

If you only count things put in my butt by myself, the first was certainly my own finger in the bathtub. Then it was a crayon, pretending to take my temperature. Then probably the bulb enema syringe. Over the years there have been multiple other things.

I'm pretty sure that it was my index finger from exploring my anal area.

Definitely a finger. I remember being in the bathtub fingering my anus and that moved to fingers slid inside, then the douche nozzle attached to the bag in the bathroom, tapered candles, sex toys and eventually male partners. It was an evolution over time as I found out what I could slide inside and what felt good.

The nozzle of an enema bulb or a suppository

The first thing that I slid in my butt was a tooth brush then a marker pen.

It was a fleet enema. My mom would give them to me. I absolutely hated it. They burned. I remember hating going to the drugstore out of fear that the blue box would be tossed in the cart. She would put one foot on the toilet seat and then pick me up and put me over her knee. The strange thing is that even though I hated it I loved it at the same time. I remember sneaking in and reading the box. As I got older I would use the enemas on myself and then put them back in the cabinet because I didn't want to get caught. This evolved into getting girlfriends to give me enemas as a teen. To this day I am hooked.