From birth to teenage years

At what age if this involves you at all, did you hate rectal temps at and when did you start like rectal temps ?

I hated them from 4-8, but after 8 i seemed to kinda like the feel even though getting it still made me feel like a baby

I always liked to get my temperature taken rectally as soon as I can remember, could not get enough of it. As a small kid, when my mum would take my temp in the diaper position, and when she was finished, I sometimes lifted my legs up myaseld, pointed to my anus and said “once more!!". Later, when it was more on the tummy, I sometimes pretended to be sick, just to get my temp taken in my bottom.

Basically, there wasn't any phase in which I hated RT. But in my teens, the attitude towards it changed and it felt different for me.

I have never lost my love of them. The feel of something inserted in my anus, and the humiliation of exposing myself.

I never minded RT, have always wanted my temp taken rectally. My brother on the other hand hated RT with a passion. When my brother had a son he ordered the boy's doctor to never take his son's temp rectally.

I can imagine that I would have enjoyed it, during my teenage years, but it never happened. I was extremely horny back then. Probably more than most kids at that age. Even as a senior citizen, the spark hasn't settled much. Society tells us that we're not supposed to be sexual at this point in life. That along with other stupid and insensitive messaging.

I barely recall mom inserting the thermometer when I was little. Then, mom had me insert the thermometer rectally myself. I liked the feeling, more generally I got to like playing with my anus. In one occasion, when I was 10, mom took it herself, the humiliation was intense but it later fueled my fantasies.

I never minded them that much, but I remember sort of looking forward to them when I was about 8.

It was very weird for me. I got rectal temperature all through high school. I always hated them. At 13 years old, I started taking my own temperature when my parents were away. I still hated them when taken at home or at the doctor’s office, but I liked doing it myself. Even stranger, when I no longer got rectal temperature taken, I now wished I did. At 21 years old I went to the ER with a slight cold. The nurse, when ready to take my temperature, asked me how I usually got it taken. I told her it was always done rectally, so that is how she did it. At last I was able to live out my fantasy on my own terms. It was the first time I enjoyed someone taking my temperature rectally.

I was indifferent about them for the most part up to age 7. It was pretty embarrassing a few times,like during school entrance exams which were done on the stage in the auditorium or in the pediatrics ward at the hospital, but mostly they were done in the doctors office. Although I didn’t like baring my bottom for them, it did feel warm and caring. Around 7 I started to dislike them a lot more, as I was more body conscious and felt like I was being treated like a baby. Around 9 or 10 I started to really hate it. I was embarrassed about baring my bottom for so long, and I started to get erections which were impossible to hide once it was over. I would also be left with a slimy bottom and felt like everyone knew I just had a thermometer up my butt. The worst experience was at 12 which embarrassed me enough to make me cry. Then, they were over. At my first visit after I turned 13 they asked my mom if she wanted me switched to oral, and she said she didn’t care. A couple of years later I started taking my own temp rectally. I guess at that point I started to “like” it. I only had it taken one time after that as an adult by my mother. Then later on it was part of adult play sessions.

I don't really have an memory of a RT being done prior to age 5 though it surely was likely. From 5-8, I was very aware of having one taken and it didn't register as absolutely embarrassing until I was around age 11 -12. By then, puberty was starting and also self consciousness about being undressed for the nurse and doctor. Come teenage years, it was very humiliating to have RT taken. Back then, there was no fetish connection to seeing the doctor. That came later in adulthood, I suspect because by then RTs were over and I was no longer being given injections in my butt at most physicals. I suspect that this journey is similar to most in that RT begins to acquire more or a sexual connection as we mature.

At my pediatrician temperatures were taken at all visits, both sick visits and checkups. Right up until the child turned 9, temperatures were taken in the child's bottom, My mother got me on to oral temps right around my 8th birthday, but I had a checkup and a couple of sick visits to the doctor before I turned 9 and I did not think anything about having to bare my bottom for the temperature takings.

Once I had turned 9 and was on oral temps I figured that my rectal temperature days were over. As a 10 year old I had a nasty reaction to some medicine that had been prescribed. My mother took me to the ER and to my complete shock, the nurse took my temperature in my bottom. I was really embarrassed and I am sure my face was beet red during the long 5 minutes I was waiting. I noticed that my penis had stiffened against the exam table and even though I did not know what that meant, I knew that it felt good. Eventually the nurse removed the thermometer and told me I could “pull 'em up”.

The funny thing was that just a few days later I found myself thinking back on the experience and instead of being mortified, I found I enjoyed thinking about it. The memory gave me a warm feeling inside and I realized that thinking about having my temperature taken in my bottom was somehow exciting. Six months later I found that rubbing my penis into a mattress or a pillow felt really good and led to the most intense high. I found that thinking about me, or one of my friends getting their temperature taken in the bottom made this arousal that I was experiencing even more intense. So I was indifferent for 10 years, hated them for 2 days, and have been excited about them ever since.

Back in the day; my temperature was always taken rectally. All the way up to the time I took my physical to enter college. Then orally. After my college career; guess what? My doc always wanted a rectal reading. Those rectal readings went on until my mid to late twenties. Go figure.

I hated them until they stopped at around age 10, at which point I was switched to the oral thermometer.

That would have been where the story ends, most likely, had I not rediscovered the rectal thermometer at age 13 while sick with the flu and with our oral thermometer out of commission. My mom took my temperature rectally that whole week out of necessity, and that's when I started to like them.

My mother was somewhat overprotective and she used to take my temperature every time she had the feeling I looked sick or tired, I would say once every second week. She was allways nice and gentle and she used to tell me stories as the thermometer registered. And I enjoyed the touch of her hands on my buttocks and I admit that I kind of liked thé feeling of my rectum being penetrated. So I enjoyed those moments of intimacy but I was afraid I would in fact have a fever and my mother would call, my bigest fear in those days.

When I was 12, there was an incident ( my mother had lied to me about the thermometer readings and I discovered it as she imformed the doctor about my temperature, so I was very angry and eventually made my mother cry), so m'y parents decided that I would be incharge of taking my temperature and they gave me a brand new thermometer which I was allowed to keep in my bedtable drawer.

From then on, I was able to take my temperature as often as I wished and so I did. Shortly after this incident, I started masturbating and I quickly realised it felt so much better with a thermometer in my ass. During my teeenage years and even later, I was very shy with girls and I spent a lot of time associating masturbation to rectal temperature.

My mother was somewhat overprotective and she used to take my temperature every time she had the feeling I looked sick or tired, I would say once every second week. She was allways nice and gentle and she used to tell me stories as the thermometer registered. And I enjoyed the touch of her hands on my buttocks and I admit that, growing up, I realised I kind of enjoyed the feeling of the tip of the thermometer penetrating my rectum. So I enjoyed those moments of intimacy but I was afraid I would in fact have a fever and then my mother would call the doctor, my bigest fear in those days.

When I was 12, there was an incident ( my mother had lied to me about the thermometer readings and I discovered it as she imformed the doctor about my temperature, so I was very angry and eventually made my mother cry), so my parents decided that I would be in charge of taking my own temperature and they gave me a brand new thermometer which I was allowed to keep in my bedtable drawer.

From then on, I was able to take my temperature as often as I wished and so I did. Shortly after this incident, I started masturbating and I quickly realised it felt so much better with a thermometer in my ass. During my teeenage years and even later, I was very shy with girls and I spent a lot of time associating masturbation to rectal temperature.

I have always liked it. Until 4-5 my parents took my temp under my shoulder. But they took me to a doctor for ear infection. He let me lie on my side at the examination table and pulled down my pants and underwear and stuck something int through my anus. and held it there for some minutes. I did not see hwat it was, but I guess it was a thermometer tip. It felt exciting in several ways. After that my parents swiched to rectal thermometer. At 14 or so I begun taking my teperature myself, but still rectally. But I guess my parents took my temp rectally when I was sleeping too, also in my early teens. I guess they gave me somthing to sleep heavily and examined me when I was sleeping, which probably also included rectal temp. I know this examination while sleeping happened in my schoolyears, because I happened to wake up, but was so sleepy that I did not care and immediately fell in sleep again.

I had rectal temperature always at drs, clinics, and where ever I went even when asked to have it oral they insisted either because it was still a pediatrician office during early teens and because had stomach complaints and they kept thinking I may have appendicitis- so that was their excuse or reasoning. Had oral a few times up to 18 yrs old ,but usually rectal which I was pretty upset about. One time when I protested, they said, ‘well you’ve always had rectal, so lets keep it that way", why all of the sudden the complaining? I always complained. I usually got aroused partially and I didnt want them to see it but they usually did, and I think that just confused it for me and made it worse.

I don't really recall very many early childhood rectal temps. But, I had them again in my teens when I was part of a program that required physical exams and they took temperature three different ways each time - orally, underarm, and rectally. I can't say I enjoyed it at all at the moment it was happening, but it was definitely part of why I jacked off about those physicals afterward.

I remember being very confused by getting my rectal temperature taken as a younger toddler. As an older toddler, I dreaded it- even though it felt so good. At age six, I remember the shock of the thermometer going into my mouth for the first time during a clinic exam! I missed it terribly once it was “taken from me”. I was both relieved and disappointed about outgrowing RTs. Around age 9 or 10, I discovered the animal thermometer out in our barn. Shortly after that discovery, my little sister was introduced to it too.

I don’t ever recall ‘liking’ RTs when they were done for real but I’d fantasize about them after. I don’t know if that makes any sense at all. I hated when the doctor would give them to me/having to submit to them but then I’d fantasize about it later. I don’t know if that’s common or not.

@Nurse_Phillips Did you fantasize “later” as in, say, the night after, or do you mean you fantasized in later years about these childhood temperatures?

@Pecan_nutjob honestly it was more like ‘later that night’.

@Nurse_Phillips As in playing with yourself?

Yeah. I did stuff like grind on pillows from a very early age

I might be the exception regarding dislike of rectal temperatures as I do not recall not hating them. It was a close time between mommy and her daughter than I remember fondly. I think the given were taken in such a loving and understand way that made me feel closer to my mom as she lovingly took care of me and looked out for my health.

In my experience, I hated them at age 3, more because I was naked in front of strangers who got a good glimpse of my anus and genitals. Then I felt vulnerable lying on my stomach with the shocking revelation that a thermometer need not go in the mouth. I started liking them at the very end of a 3-day stay at the hospital when I was 6. I had a high fever that time and got used to repeated RTs. The cold thermometers actually provided some brief relief, which is probably where my enjoyment started.

I’m with @Denise on this one: I never hated rectal temperatures. On the contrary, I was quite disappointed when my mother switched me to oral readings, and was always hoping she (or a nurse) would find a pretext to have to take it the “baby” way again. To this day, the eroticism of the experience for me remains centred mainly on the intimacy of being cared for.

I always got my temperature taken rectally, and it didn't bother me, but I liked the feeling, and would always get an erection when having it done.