Thoughts when rectal temperature taken

What are your thoughts when you take your rectal temperature or have it taken ?

In a medical or play setting.

Mine would be that the person is looking at one of my most intimate areas, and, they for the moment, have control over me.

There are a progression of thoughts when a rectal temperature is occurring. During my childhood and teenage years, the taking of a rectal temperature was mandatory at the doctor's. At home, mom was less rigid by the time I turned 10. So going for a physical was always associated with anxious thoughts and a growing awareness that I would have to undress fully or suffer having my briefs lowered, especially for a temp to be taken by the nurse while mom looked on.

I would first wish being told to strip wasn't being directed at me. Stalling only made it worse. It was a small victory when I kept my briefs on at least temporarily.

Seeing the nurse reach for the Rectal Thermometer and lube stirred my anxiety and I would feel myself tighten up all over my body. I tried no to look as if this meant she couldn't see me!

Being told to turn over onto my tummy meant it's happening. Even tears and mild protestations did not deter the nurse from pulling down my briefs to expose my rear end. Then her fingers spreading my tight cheeks meant, you are not going to escape. I would hang my head and shiver as I anticipated the insertion.

Her gentle lube of my anus did not make me feel good. The slow and steady insertion of the thermometer made me gasp and wish it was ending faster.

Lying there with it inserted and visible to mom was humiliation to the max. Hearing her chat as if it was nothing only made me upset, mad, and self conscious.

Upon it's removal there was relief but turning over meant exposing my penis and as I turned 11ish or certainly age 12, I was having an erection as a result of the thermometer in my rectum. I felt strange stirrings as my penis got erect and soon realized that ejaculation was likely.

It has all come, pardon the pun, full circle. Undress + expose my bottom completely +Rectal thermometer + insertion while on belly = massive ejaculation.

The thought of having to submit to someone of authority looking at one of the most taboo places on my body. Spreading, touching, inserting objects into my tight hole…mmmm I’m wet just sitting on the plane writing about it🍑🌡️💦

Well said Chelle! I feel exactly the same way.

It has happened few times as an adult that somebody took my temperature rectally, and my thoughts concentrated on the little rod violating my fundament, especially if it is moved slightly.

For me pants and diaper come off legs up in the air the lubrication as the thermometer slowly penetrates deeper and deeper into my rectum as I slowly submit myself to be treated like a baby.

Thanks Chelle,

I have the same thoughts and reaction

As a kid and teen it was normal procedure for me, so there weren't any special thoughts on RT during that time

In a medical setting I don’t really think much I am sick so that’s pretty much what’s on my mind. As for in a play setting my thoughts vary depends on the scene and playmate.

Growing up, my only thoughts were when is this going to be over. 5 minutes of a thermometer in my rectum, held in by a nurse or one of my parents, seemed interminable.

When I was a little kid getting my rectal temperature taken, I didn't really mind it too much and was more concerned why I was feeling sick. After a traumatic illness and surgery, I was thinking what else was going to happen to me back there and how much it was going to hurt or feel uncomfortable. By the time I was 10 or 11, I didn't like it very much to have it done by someone else and was thinking I couldn't wait for it to be over. From puberty on, It became a fetish and then until now, it's mostly fantasizing I had an older female nurse or doctor to recreate the trauma from past hospital and medical office procedures.

Since it first happened at age ten, it’s like a taboo thing I felt. Like why do I have grown ups looking at my backside, spreading my cheeks, and then inserting a thermometer (of varying sizes to I might add). There is a level of embarrassment and excitement that happens, at least for me there was.

Mostly sexual excitement. I start to think about women who I would like to share the experience with.

Not so much what I thought but rather, what the persons taking my rectal temperature were thinking.

This is having it as an adult.

I usually think about the feeling I am having in my rectum. Since a very early age, I have always liked having my Rectal temperature taken. As a kid, I had a male friend who told me he did too. 🌡️🧴🧻 We started taking each other's Rectal temperature at age 10 when we could get alone time. And continued doing so when alone time presented it self, till my friend moved away at age 13.

That I hope it’s high so I have to take several more~

Just a great feeling of sexual arousal, erotic humiliation, and hoping it lasts awhile. These days just me and my gorgeous bride. In earlier days, lots of taking and receiving with various female partners.

I hope its high so I will get a couple of penicillin shots in my butt.

Don’t recall ever having a rectal temp

About an hour ago I got a massage. I had seen this masseuse before. This time I asked if she would take my rectal temperature. She said yes. I got on the table, and laid face down. She got the thermometer out of the cabinet along with Vaseline and prepared the thermometer, pulled my briefs down and off, spread my cheeks and inserted the thermometer leaving it in until it was time to have me turn over.

Thoughts? Grateful she obliged me and a feeling of calmness while the thermometer was inserted.

It’s a sexual high, for me. It’s pretty hard to feel the thermometer, because of the size, so I’ll often find myself taking it out, and re-inserting it a few times. If I’m looking at pictures of women, then it’s guaranteed to bring me to climax in a few minutes.

When I’m lying in bed with a thermometer up my behind, i’m thinking that I have a wonderful partner in a husband who takes care of me on those few occasions if I’m miserable and running a fever.

He could take my temperature orally, but after being married 40 years, the fact that he still sits down on the side of our bed with a tube of Vaseline and helps me turn over makes me feel extra loved. The magic is still there in so many ways, especially if I’m not feeling well and I need a little TLC. Plus, he still enjoys seeing my bare bottom!!

We are using the basal temperature method, so we can have a second child. Almost every morning of my chart days, my temp is taken rectally at 5;45AM, while I am still in bed. On weekends or holidays, it will be taken later on in the morning. I get erotic thoughts about sex and/or spanking during those later temps.