Last time by mom at home

I was visiting home once in my early twenties, not sure exactly what age I was but a rectal thermometer had suddenly appeared in the ceramic whale I had made for mom in kindergarten. Of course I was quite intrigued as to why it was there all of a sudden. It was clearly an old rectal thermometer with a pear shaped bulb and it was very conspicuously displayed. I visited home 3 times over the course of months and it was there every time.

On the third visit, I legitimately wasn’t feeling well and stayed in bed pretty late. My mom came in and asked what was going on and I told her I didn’t feel well. I think we both knew exactly where this was headed. She placed her hand on my head and said I was a little warm. I asked if she would check my temperature. She said sure and disappeared to the bathroom. I uncovered myself, rolled over and pulled my underwear down. When she reappeared she had a motherly smile and put some Vaseline on the tip of the thermometer and spread my cheeks and pushed it in. I laid there kind of lost in childhood memories for a moment while she sat on the bed. She made some small talk, but of course I was keenly aware she was looking directly at my bare bottom while talking.

She withdrew it without much ceremony and announced I had a slight fever with a pat on the butt. I pulled up and laid there with a squishy bottom for a while before getting up.

Next visit the thermometer was replaced with q-tips. One of those weird instances where I wondered if it was a set up or just a coincidence. The whale always reminded me of this instance. Sadly it broke a couple of years ago, I found it while boxing her stuff up after she was put in a nursing home.

I was still in pampers baby dry diapers and Huggies snug and dry at age of 8 late into potty training. One time I came home from school after two kids threw snow down my back and I got really sick and here I was placed on my changing table, down came the pants and diaper, legs lifted and had my temperature taken like a baby in the diaper changing position. After that I had my diaper changed, I enjoyed every minute of it being treated like a baby.

Never… Our mother took us to the clinic to have strangers do it to us.

I think I was 14 or 15 when my step mother stopped rectal temps but the pediatrician had stopped at 12 or 13 I think?

Yes I was around 12 years old. I hadn't gotten a rectal temp in probably 10 years.

I was going through a phase of pretending to be sick to stay home from school. Mom let me get away with it for a while but she was getting tired of it. She started telling me that if there was no fever, then I was going to school.

One day I was faking it, we used the normal oral thermometer which of course said that I had no fever. I tried to argue with her that it must be broken because I was definitely sick.

In frustration she said we will try the other one. She left the room and came back with a rectal thermometer and Vaseline. She said this one goes in your butt, let's see if you have a fever. She told me to pull down my pants and underwear and lean over. I protested and said that I wasn't going to do it. No way. I'm too old. Etc..

She told me to either get my pants down for the thermometer or for a spanking. Either way the pants were coming down.

I finally gave in a dropped my pants, bent over. She lubed the thermometer and slid it it in. Super embarrassing to be there bottomless with mom spreading you open, junk all hanging down exposed.

Of course temp came back normal. Mom smacked my bare ass a few times told me to get cleaned up and get my ass moving. If I missed the bus I was in for a real spanking. I spent the rest of that day sitting in school feeling embarrassed, excited, confused lol

After that I stopped trying to fake sick all the time. So her plan worked ... hahaha

I answered this in an earlier post but the memory of the actual last time has come back to me. I was 11 and remember feeling sick from a fever for about 3 or 4 days and by that time I was just beginning getting my oral temperature taken by my mom.

The first night or so I was hot with a 103 fever and spent a lot of time on the sofa. By the 3d day I still felt feverish and my mom felt my forehead which she said i still felt warm. My grandma was over at the time and my mom put the oral thermometer under my tongue. After 3 minutes she took it out and checked. It was 99. She felt my forehead again and told my grandma I felt too hot for 99, so my grandma felt my forehead and said she thought so too.

She told my mom she should do a rectal. I was still kind of young and didnt know what that meant and thought it was called a rear end thermometer. My mom went to get the rectal thermometer, I saw her come back with it and the jar of vaseline. Then I knew what was happening and started to complain that I didnt need it. My grandma said it was ok for a big boy to have his temperature taken this way as my mom started to shake the thermometer and put vaseline on it. As far as the amount of vaseline used (it was always vaseline and still is), it seemed like a lot was used at home (the vaseline jar didn't have little holes from the thermometer, it had streaks) and it seemed a lot was also used in a medical setting since once the temperature taking was done, the vaseline was left there to melt and left me with a slick butt crack.

Since it's been a fetish, it's one of the sensations that turn me on as part of the temperature taking procedure and I when I take my rectal temperature these days, I still leave the vaseline back there for the rest of the day to remind me of what was done earlier. Anyway, at that point I was told to turn over on my belly. So I listened to my gandma and rolled over. I was wearing Pjs and my mom pulled them down and spread my butt crack open. Then i felt the cool feeling of the thermometer as it went in me. Then My mom told me to hold still and I complained again that this wasn't necessary. My grandma told my mom to leave it in for 5 minutes to get a good reading. After the five minutes she took out the thermometer and she wiped off the vaseline from the thermometer and read it. She told my grandma I still had a 101 fever.

My grandma said it was the best way for kids and told my mom to keep doing rectal for 5 minutes each time until I was better. I wasnt happy about that for the next 2 days until I got better. Not too long after I started thinking about what if nurses did this to me.........

My mother used to check rectal temperature if I was constipated. The last time she did it I was 16, and after that I moved in with my dad and she never had a reason to do it again.

My mom always did a rectal temp before an enema.

My mom did rectal temps on me and my brother twice a week right after dinner. If the thermometer came out soiled, she would put on a latex glove, lube her finger with Vasaline and do a butt hole check. If she determined that we were constipated, it was enema time.

I think I was 13 during the last time

@Thermogirl92 13 is a lot… was it a common occurrence for you, or was it exceptional that she did it?

Although it is not typical (at least anymore), I was given rectal temperatures at home well into my teens. I was quite shy about it, so I kept all aspects private, but each time my mom called me to her room and I saw the thermometer case and Vaseline on her night stand, I knew what lay ahead for me.

I grew up in Rapid City SD, in the 1960s and 70s. It was very common from talking to friends etc. for kids to have RT from parents and their doctor well into their teens.

My last RT at home was in 1977 and at the doctor for a sports physical in my senior year in High School. I never minded RT so it was no big thing even in my late teens. Later on, in college, my roommate and I compared childhood stuff and we found out we both had RTs through our teens. My roommate never minded them either and he still took his RT when sick and I did as well. We even took each other's a few times just for fun.

The college was the Rapid City School of Mines, we lived in the dorm.

@LameUsername , I went through a similar phase in 5th grade and I would dream it would end up like yours! My parents didn't care to check.

@LameUsername and @Penny, I also went through the “pretend to-be-sick” phase around 5th or 6th grade. In my case I was hoping to repeat an experience (shared earlier in this thread) where Mom had to exceptionally take my temperature rectally before calling the doctor, even though I had long since been switched to oral.

That left a big impression on me, and helped cement my RT fetish. On subsequent “sick” days I would drink ice cold water hoping that an abnormally low oral reading would lead her to once again bring out the rectal thermometer and Vaseline. My heart raced in anticipation each time.

@hilenk @penny Funny, I was in the opposite mood - I feared that on the next suspected fevers after the one when I was caught cheating, mom would take my temperature herself. Even though at the time I was already playing with my anus and I would later grow to have fantasies about a woman taking my temperature rectally. At the time I associated this last rectal temperature from mom, followed by a spanking with humiliation (which was her intention).

My mother always took our temperatures rectally, both me and my sisters. I was 17 the last time she took my temperature and it was just before she pinned my diapers on before bed. I had the flu, stayed home from school, and she took my temperature 2 or 3 times a day until I was well. I was still wetting my bed then and since I was sick and staying home she had me stay in diapers all day since I was supposed to stay in bed and drink plenty of fluids.

I was well into my teen years for my last rectal temperature by mom at home. I remember one time I was about 15, talking to a friend on the phone in her room. She made me hang up, and insisted that she was going to take my temperature. I was dressed in chino pants, an oxford shirt, socks and white jockey shorts. She rolled me on my tummy, and pulled down my pants and underwear. She shook down the glass rectal thermometer, and dipped it in a jar of vaseline. Next my bottom was spread and the cool thermometer slid in. I wasn't sick, but she maintained control over me.

I remember specifically. I was sick and kept home from school. I was in my jammies with the bottoms removed.

I got the thermometer on my belly. She pulled my cheeks far apart ind inserted it without lube. She did that so she didn't have to hold it in... in this case, so she could prepare an enema. When she came back, she pur me butt up with my head on the bed. This enema was very warm (hot?) I could feel it follow my intestines around my belly and became erect. I don't know if mom could see it though. My mom kept moving the nozzle in my rectum. I don't think she was trying to stimulate me, just to make the water go in different directions the,MN, it happened. I ejaculated very forcefully. I remember grunting with each spurt. Mom yanked the tube out of my butt and left my room red-faced without saying a word. I didn't know what happened, but the slimey stuff on the bed was the same that I found in my jammie bottoms in several occasions.

Same here last time My mom took my rectal temperature was at the age of 18. Plus I still was wearing diapers. I was sick one time this was when I was 10 just tired and had no energy to get out of bed so mom came In asked what was wrong and she felt my head and said she would be back. Few minutes later she came back with the baby thermometer and Vaseline and told me lower my PJ’s and that’s when she saw my Huggies diapers on me and she noticed it was wet from the wetness indicator. She told me to lay down and she went got another Huggies diaper and baby wipes and told me to relax mind you this is the first time she’s seen me in diapers because I’ve kept it hidden so she went around in my room looking where I kept them and she found them. So down came my PJ’s then the diaper and proceeded to change me cleaning my bottom and genital area. Now prior to taping up the new Huggies diaper she put my legs up and proceeded to insert the thermometer into my bottom and was held in place for a good 5 minutes while I was just laying there. 5 min passed and took out the thermometer temperature read 101.5. So yeah stayed in the bed the whole day and was taken care of I miss those times just been taken care of like a baby.

@kenw Not a bad practice.

I was 10 the last time my mom took my rectal temp

@LameUsername , I went through a similar phase in 5th grade and I would dream it would end up like yours! My parents didn't care to check.

Yea I don't think she was doing because she thought the oral thermometer was broken. I'm pretty she wanted to embarrass me and make me uncomfortable so that maybe I would stop this faking sick stuff.

It kind of worked. I was very embarrassed (I always was embarrassed when my pants and underwear came down for spankings or doctor exams, or whatever reason). I didn't fake sick much after that.