Your feelings when you lay exposing your butt

How do you feel when you lay on the exam table and expose your butt waiting for an injection or a thermometer?? What are your feelings?

I know that when my butt is exposed on the exam table it means that I am about to receive a rectal exam to check my prostate and I start to become nervous, excited and aroused all at the same time in anticipation to what is about to be done to me.

I used to receive needles and anus injections into my anus from my past lover. as I was laying tied up and with my anis widely spread I was very nervous and felt ashamed too. I was tied up or his male friend held me tight and spread my anus firmly. Shameful and anxious.

@ClassyGirl23 How did you avoid infection with the anal injections? What fluid was injected? This fascinates me!

It was saline and no infection ever. He did use alcohol to rub the place of injection first.

Embarrassed, which is what gets me off! Having to bare my bottom for the nurse knowing that a needle is destined for my ass cheek.

I’m sure I would be super embarrassed knowing what will come next…,nurse spreads your butt cheeks and you start to clench knowing a thermometer is going to be inserted haha….once it penetrates your anus you gasp and moan and the nurse let’s go of your butt cheeks and wait 5 minutes with parents nurse doctor all looking at your exposed butt haha

I love it! It gives me such a thrill waiting for an injection with my butt exposed!

Embarrassment along with apprehension, a powerful combination.

Exhilarating sensation of giving lower exposure to other party possibly for their exhilaration in loving looking at others derrieres on view due to their decree and instruction they the domineering and you the submitting with some such as myself getting satisfaction in unison.

When I get severe bronchitis or pneumonia I usually end up with two shots in the butt: an antibiotic and a steroid. All I think is ‘thank god I’ll finally get some relief‘.

I cannot describe my embarrassment. Especially when my pediatrician’s hands parted my cheeks. Makes my hands moist just to write this post.

Having a strong rectal temperature fetish, having my temperature taken rectally in a medical setting would be my ultimate fantasy, a dream come true.

My reaction would be a mix of embarassement and excitement in anticipation of the thermometer penetrating my rectum. I hope the taker will be an attractive female doctor or nurse.

For me, it all begins with being told that I am to get my temperature taken and it will be done rectally for today's exam. The immediate reaction is dismay and wishing that it wasn't true. Experience has shown that disagreeing will not impact what is to happen. Causing a fuss only prolongs the inevitable. For my exam, it is undressed to my briefs and then onto the table where in this instance the nurse will make me lay on my belly. Then the briefs are lowered to mid thigh as she spreads me my cheeks wide and tells me to “Relax.” The probe slips in and I clench to some degree. The inevitable has happened as I am totally aware of what is now inside my rectum and being pushed into position. There is plenty of cool KY to make the insertion painless but a reminder that I am exposed and the RT is protruding. Much to my dismay, an erection develops and there is embarrassment as she removes the thermometer and has me stand up. I instinctively reach for my briefs only to be told to face the table as she has my injection ready. I do so but start to whimper and ask, “Is it going to hurt?” Before I can know, the needle is given; I shake and clench as the medication is given. The embarrassment of being exposed is suddenly lost given the sting and pain of the shot.

I LOVE IT !!

I had a physical at age 11. Due to life's circumstances (state custody) my healthcare needs were very neglected, despite being asthmatic.The exam was quite thorough. My doctor informed I needed 4 shots ( 2 in each arm ) and she pulled no punches stating they were going to be a little painful. I took it well. I didn't yell, scream or resist. I was mature enough to realize this was the right course of treatment for me.

Despite the preventative measures as previously mentioned regretfully I developed walking pneumonia and was hospitalized for Christmas. Although it sounds awful it was a blessing. For many kids in Foster Care Christmas Day can often be a let down. My FP's had me for less than a year. I think they both felt a little sad about the situation but I didn't care about being hospitalized during Christmas. I was happy I was in the company of two kind, loving and compassionate people. That is a gift that has no monetary value but warms the heart which is priceless.

About a few months later I was in for a follow up visit. I had to strip to my shorts to be weighed and measured. I was somewhat below average in weight factoring in my height and age. My doctor said despite the recent ordeal I managed to gain a few pounds and was showing improved muscle tone. I had been on a high protein diet to gain weight complimented by regular exercise. I was looking stronger and started to feel better about myself. My teen years were on the horizon and my FP's along with my doctor wanted me to approach this segment of my life with the tools and resources I needed for me to become happy, confident and successful. All I can say is good job.

Then came the bad news. During my hospital stay I should have been given a Gamma Globulin shot. During my previous visit I ended up with 4 shots in my arm. Dad looked at me and said “You've got this, tough guy” Then the worse news. Due to the size of the needle involved a Gamma Globulin shot is given on the back side. I had to remove my underwear and lie face down on the exam table. So there I was completely naked in front of my dad, about to get a painful injection in my right buttock. A very painful burning flooded around the injection site. This time my eyes watered up. I was a little embarrassed about being naked in front of my dad and my doctor but I felt far more ashamed that I cried a little.Then my doctor felt my shoulders, back and spine and said “You are definitely getting stronger. You did a great job today too. You might be in some pain for a few days so I am going to give you some pills to help you sleep.”

Dad and I got in the car as I was drying my eyes. I felt embarrassed for crying. Dad broke the silence by saying “You should have seen the size of that needle, buddy. It was huge. I probably would have watered up too so don't worry about it, ok? Stop selling yourself short. You are a bigger man than you think. Lets get outta here right now before we both get chased by mean old hag nurses with big needles.” What a perfect response.

It’s usually a weird feeling when the doctor is just looking down straight at your butthole

I hated injections while growing up, but when I was first married, my mother-in-law asked me to give her vitamin B12 shots in her butt.

Dont know why but I did it. No thrill but I grew more interested in shots so I decided to give myself a B12 shot in my butt.

I measured the dose in the syringe, dropped my pants, laid on my bed, rubbed alcohol on my hip and proceeded to stick myself.

Hum. Didn’t hurt at all.

From then on, I lost all fear and secretly looked forward to lowering my pants for nurses to give me a shot.

Moving along a few years, I had a model who posed nude for me, wanted me to spank her either before or after a shoot.

The spankings turned into enema sessions and finally I introduced needles into our play. She loved them and even asked me to stick some needles through her labia.

Everything was great and then the pandemic hit. We lost touch.

“Don't fart!!”

After reading these comments ,,,, It odd but what comes over me is very different . I have been hospitalized many times . Been nude on my back with all or most of me being looked at or worked on so many times , It's almost normal . But to be rolled over with my rear exposed ………. Yeah don't fart . Did I clean myself enough ???? Please don't spread “those cheeks” . It really gets on my nerves .