Pediatric Examinations

All my school medicals i wos ordered to strip down to just my underpants .the male doctor would pull them down a check my penis and retract the forskin several times, he would then take hold of my testicals and tell me to cough several times,i would then be told to turn around then to spread my legs nice and wide ,then to bend over and touch my toes and to look straight ahead.the doctor then pulled my underpants down over my buttocs exposing my bottom , he then pulled my buttocks wide appart and looked at my anus for whot seamed ages.

I went to school in the north west of England during the sixties and neither I or pupils from my school or surrounding schools ever experienced anything like as detailed a school medical exam as the one described by schldr in the post below. Strange!

My doctor never checked my genitals, and in fact I was never asked to remove any clothing during exams as a kid. The most skin that would get exposed was a butt cheek for a shot. I remember talking with friends in grade school who said their doctor had them strip naked every year for physicals. I guess every doctor has their own methods.

Only the front. Very quickly, and usually while laying down. Never was undressed the entire time, and oddly enough, I was never given a robe until I was about 25.

Just the once at about six or seven. I spent most of a fairly quick exam stripped down to my underpants and towards the end the nurse looked into the front of my pants, pulled them down, briefly examined my penis and testicles and pulled my pants back up again. All very quick and matter of fact on the part of the nurse but I was always worried about having another one. Talking to others afterwards as you did, it seemed to be a fairly standard check with the nurse pulling down your pants or knickers at the end for a quick inspection.

Well i cant remember if ive ever had one

I started having them when I was about 10 for blood problems. My babysitter used to take me, and I would strip down and get on the table. The nurse would come in, and tell my babysitter how to hold me. Usually she put my legs in a frog leg position. The doctor whould put his finger in my butt and vagina, and take my temp. I usually cried and squirmed, but she held me down. I remember once getting a catheter and a few shots in my vagina.

My doctor would always unbuttons my pants and take a peek down the front of them when I was younger. I also remember him standing behind me and touching my penis a few times...kind of squeezing it.

Like many of the replies I think part of my fascination with med fet started with "developmental" check ups. Usually there was some preparatory tests by the nurse, I do remember lying naked on the exam table while the doctor sort of palpitated my testes, seemingly for a long time. It intensified when during my teen years we changed to a very attractive female physician.

@Balloon8112

I started having them when I was about 10 for blood problems. My babysitter used to take me, and I would strip down and get on the table. The nurse would come in, and tell my babysitter how to hold me. Usually she put my legs in a frog leg position. The doctor whould put his finger in my butt and vagina, and take my temp. I usually cried and squirmed, but she held me down. I remember once getting a catheter and a few shots in my vagina.

That would of hurt.. and maybe make you interested in medfet later on..

Do you remember what the shots were for? Like lidocaine to numb you or something else..

I had a cousin who was born with an undescended testicle. When we were growing up they left the testicle until after puberty hit in hopes it would drop on its own, his never dropped. He had the surgery when he was about 13. Everything was fine until he was around 16 or 17 and he developed testicular cancer. Another surgery and he was back to only one ball in the sack again.

Since my cousin was 10 years older than I was I didn’t understand testicular cancer except for losing a ball—that is how it was explained to me. The prevailing theory was most cancers were somehow genetic so my mother marched me off to the doctor to be checked. My 6 or 7 year old balls didn’t offer very much to see but they were certainly handled and inspected all the while my mother watched. The doctor said considering my cousin’s cancer I should come in every 6 months to be checked. So twice a year or any other time I was at the doctor’s office my nuts got a good going over.

I got very used to the exams and stripped down as soon as I was in the exam room. I would recline back on the examination table with my legs spread and my genitals in direct view of anyone in the room. By the time I hit puberty it was a little embarrassing having my mother watch the doctor handle my developing equipment. Around 13 or 14 the nurse intercepted my mother as she headed back with me to the exam room and said “He’s almost a grown man. You don’t need to be in there.” My mother got the hint and stayed out of the exam room from then on. As I got older the exams were more in depth; the doctor showed me how to do a self examination in a warm shower. He rolled my balls back and forth in his fingers and up and down the cords. My sack must have been the most handled thing in world history.

I played sports in high school so every year before school started we had to have a sports physical by our family doctor—another excuse for him to check my nuts. When I was 16 my pediatrician was retiring and a new doctor was taking over his practice. I convinced my parents to just let me go to their doctor as I was getting a little old for a “baby doctor” and why start with a new guy for only a couple of years. My first appointment with my adult doctor was the sports physical. The doctor came in the room and I was stripped down waiting for him—standard routine for the pediatrician. He looked at me a little odd but I guess he figured I was used to being naked in a locker room with a bunch of guys so why not. He looked at my history and the forms from my school and started the exam. He said he did several of them for other kids from my school every year and our school required about the most comprehensive exam he had seen for high schools. By this time in my life I was used to the “nut exam”, didn’t really care for the rectal exam—which included a prostate exam. On a high school kid that seemed excessive but I guess they figured as long as he was up there. He kept telling me to relax during the rectal portion; I was clamped down pretty hard on those fingers.

When he was done he said I was in great shape. I told him I would see him in 6 months to for my regular testicle check. He looked at me like I was crazy, “Your regular what?” I explained my cousin’s testicular cancer, my nut exams, etc. He shook his head and told me that my cousin’s cancer was because the testicle should have been either relocated or removed long before puberty. I had no more chance of getting testicular cancer than anyone else with a pair of balls. The fact that I did a self exam weekly I was in a better position than most of the rest of the population.

That ended my special nut exams. One good outcome is that I am not bothered by any physical exams, nudity and a doctor can handle my junk and I don’t get embarrassed or bothered by it.

My genitals are checked while I'm liying over the table until I was a child every year.

My most memorable pediatrician visit was back in the mid 80s when I was about 9 or 10 years old. I remember my mother taking me to a physical every year and always having a male doctor. This year, the doctor was an Asian woman. I don't remember her being particularly attractive at all, and all I had on my mind was that I had to get examined by a woman.

On every prior visit to the pediatrician, I remember always stripping down to my underwear and only having my genitals checked fairly quickly. I didn't really expect this exam to be different. When I was called into the examining room, she asked my mom if she was going into the exam room with me. I said no, as my mother had never been in the exam room before, and nudity in my family was a bit taboo. Only my little sister was allowed to see me naked, and that was only because we bathed together on occasion.

As I went into the exam room, I was told to undress. The doctor said in a calm manner that I may leave my underwear on, but I heard otherwise – I was too nervous of being examined by a female doctor, and heard her say take them off.

I can still remember the whole experience vividly. I took off my sneakers (they were Reebok classics, in black – I'd never forget that!) then before I took my shirt off, I took off my pants and underwear. I was bottomless for about a minute and then as I started to take off my socks, I heard the doctor say, “oh, I said to leave your underwear on, but that's OK, I can call your mother in if you want.”

I was scared to death – I thought she said to take them off, not leave them on. I started being apologetic and said please don't call my mother, I'm sorry. She asked me what am I being sorry for, and to just finish undressing. She told me to not worry about the underwear and just take my shirt off. I took off my shirt and stood there completely naked. I remember how I had more foreskin than penis showing, and how it was always a shade darker than the rest of my brown body. It was about an inch of foreskin sticking out, loosely shaking as I moved about.

As she put me on the scale to weigh me she didn't make any more mention of anything, she just went about her business. I was scared and just worried about my mother finding out I'd gotten completely naked in front of the doctor. When it was time to sit me down on the exam table, I remember closing my legs so that my penis wouldn't show. The doctor noticed and said, to stop being so shy, and to part my legs a little bit so she can test my reflexes. I parted my legs so she could hit my knees. My penis was pretty high on my body, and I noticed the foreskin wiggle a bit as she hit my knee. After that she took my blood pressure, checked my ears and throat, and asked me to lie down.

She proceeded to then check everything else, squeezing and listening at various parts of my chest, and whatever else she had to do. Finally she told me she was going to perform the genital exam, but I hadn't really expected it to be more of an experience than in prior doctor visits. I never had any doctor pull my foreskin back, but she did. That was extremely embarrassing because I have a birthmark on the head of my penis – and now it was in full view of the doctor.

She took notice of the birthmark and asked me about it. She asked if it had ever changed in size, or ever itched or raised. I said no, and she said she'd need to take a better look at it. She let my penis go but didn't pull my foreskin back closed. I remember how horrified I was as I looked at the bright pink dot sticking out of my body. And wondered, what is she going to do?

She came back after about half a minute with a magnifying glass with a light on it, and she grabbed at the head and checked it under the glass for what seemed like forever. She told me that she knows the area is sensitive, but I should try my best to stop fidgeting as she squeezed and rubbed the mole area. It wasn't a big mole, only about 2mm circular, but she kept at it. Finally she finished looking and said it looks normal, and that I should let my mother know if it ever changed in any way.

She said at that point that I was almost done with the examination, but she needed to check my bottom. I had never had that done before, but didn't complain. She left my foreskin open and asked me to lie on my side with my leg raised up a bit. She first examined my testicles from the front and wiggled it, causing my still open penis to shake a bit. I had jumped as my head touched skin, and she asked me if it was pain from my testicle. I said no, it was from my “thing” because it was still open and touching something. She said that she'd close it in a minute, but I had to wait.

Then she went to the other side of the table and parted my bottom and checked my anus. After everything she asked me to get off the table and stand up. I never had to do anything after an exam, but I was too stupid to even think that she might be getting a thrill out of my embarrassment. She asked me to stand on one leg, then stand on the other. Then asked me to bend over while she checked my spine. Finally after a few minutes she said she was going to close my penis and that I could get dressed. I remember how dry it felt as she rolled the skin forward, then tugged at the foreskin to make sure it closed properly. I had never had my head exposed for such a long period.

She said she would need to discuss the results of my examination with my mother, and if there was anything I should keep private. I told her I didn't want my mother to know I was naked, or that she checked the mole, and the doctor said that was fine. There was nothing wrong with me and it was not necessary to say a thing.

I have to say, I think that was one of the best exams ever. I was disappointed when I got a man for a doctor again.

It wasn't the last time I'd been exposed in a “medical” situation though. I'll write up my chicken pox story if you guys want.

I cant recall my doctors ever looking at my bottom at all but they would almost always feel and look at my cock and balls and i found this very embarrassing indeed as i was and am shy

I alway got a my genital exam as a child. the doctor would have in frog leg or knee to chest position

There is a massive difference between children's medical exams in Asia and in Europe. I had both done a few times in Asia but never in England

I was 9 yrs old and a couple of days before going into the hospital, my pediatrician had me visit him in his hospital's office.

My dad and I arrived for the appointment. It was a regular office type room with a desk and chairs ect.

I thought to my self, he won't examine me there no table.

Was I surprised what was to come. The doctor (older man) spoke to my dad and was explain the procedure I will be having. He stopped and told my dad while we were there he will give me a quick examination. Yeah quick, I got nervous. He opened his top desk drawer and took out a stethoscope and light. Doctor D motioned me over to him. Told me to take off my shirt first. Standing in front of him he was checking my heart and lungs.

He stopped and looked around the room. I was getting a little nervous now. He escorted me to the window, a rather large window with a large sill about thigh high. He partially closed the blinds, to let some light in.

The doctor instructed me to remove my pants and everything else. I slowly did as he said.

When I was nude he picked me up and laid me on the window sill. We were on the upper floors so I guess no one could look in. He bent over me and started listening to my chest.

Then moving down as he usually does to my lower belly. H stopped and reached between my spread legs he did a thorough groin exam including hernia exam. He smiled and told me to put my clothes back on. I was so embarrassed that he did this in his office. Although this time there was no female nurse present to see me.

When I was very young I was examined together with my sister and Mom. We undressed to our underpants and only when he examined my gentiles were my underpants removed. I always thought it was unfair that my sister who was two years older than me never had to remove hers.

I can never recall being nude for the whole exam.

Now after thinking back to those Pediatric exams I was given I was nervous then. But now I kinda get turned on. The Dr. always insisted that I remove all my clothes and he would take his time examining my body. Especially my belly and below, between my legs. I was embarrassed with the nurses always watching, now seems a turn on sort of. The exam room wqas small and always cold. The Drs. hands were always cold along with his stethoscope. Were he would place it once he was examining my belly. Now looking back the nurse assisting was a turn on. Seeing me spread eagle laying on the table just laying there must have turned the young nurse on.

Thanks joe thom. This brought back memories from decades ago. I don't remember other exams but at about 8y/o I developed stomach aches almost daily and my parents brought me to the family GP. I was always a little afraid of this MD because he gave penicillin shots for middle ear infections and I had several of those every year. This was in the 50's, before oral antibiotics became popular for kids. I don't remember anything about the exam until I was rolled onto my left side and the doctor slid a gloved finger as far as he could reach into my bottom! This was frightening as I was afraid of him ordering more or larger enemas than I was getting for constipation. Fortunately, he did not order enemas. His diagnosis was "wind in the intestine", and he had my parents give me a dose of mineral oil daily. I don't remember how long this went on but at least a couple of weeks. I remember "leaking" the oil and staining my underwear and pants. Eventually the stomach aches stopped and the mineral oil stopped but I still got enemas for constipation for a few more years.

My pediatrician always examined my genitals and rectum. I didn't always like having my briefs pulled down. I gave a fuss a couple of times and the nurse came over and took them off completely.

"the nurse lift my legs up and pushed them to my chest and kept them there while the doctor was checking me and that time it took much longer as he cheked also my bottom and everything. I was quite stunned the first time when that happened because nobody had warned me about what's going to happen and that position was quite embarrassing. Maybe the reason was that the doctor saw that I had developed some hair down there (that was the first time when I was in my puberty during my annual physical) and he wanted to check me more closely due to puberty but he could have warned me.. Anyone having similar experiences from childhood?"

This happened to my wife only once around the same age more than likely for the same reason.

I would have liked that very much. Never heard of the,"frog position", but that sounds very fun also! I love to be in a position to be penetrated easily.

I would have liked that very much. Never heard of the,"frog position", but that sounds very fun also! I love to be in a position to be penetrated easily.

Frog position: Patient lying down on their back, knees raised then opened out to the sides, soles of the feet together.

My most memorable exam was when I was 4 or 5. It was a yearly check up and at this point I had started developing my stubborn side. The doctor I went to used to collect urine samples but would let parents pick up the cups the day before and then they could collect it the day of and bring it in. Well I hated this so I refused. I snuck off to the bathroom at my babysitter's house and no one was the wiser. Well appointment time came and I lied and told my mom that I just didn't have to go all day.

When we got there mom and the nurse made me go into the bathroom and try again but since I had secretly gone I couldn't...I thought they would drop it but I was very wrong. The nurse was sweet and tried different things that would try to get me to go like offering me a kidney basin telling me it was a cool shaped cup but I wasn't having it.

So doctor came in and started the normal exam and asked again if I had to go and if I had gone at all that day. I said no and he moved on to the rest of the exam. Now my doctor always did a genital exam that was a quick look and feel then I would be told to roll over and he would spread me really wide with 2 fingers. I hated that part (now I love it) this time was different though. The doctor pulled my underwear down to my knees and checked my penis as usual and was talking to my mom. Now looking back I don't know what was said but he walked over to the counter for a few minutes. His back was turned so I couldn't see what he was doing but I found it odd my underwear was still down. The next thing I know he's back and grabbed my ankles lifting them up and back pushing me into the diaper position. I started to squirm because this had never been done before and the I felt something cold and big going up my butt. I screamed bloody murder and tried to kick him but his grip and the position had me pinned tight. I remember begging my mom to make it stop but she just looked at me and said I should have listened to them. When it was over my legs were lowered and pants pulled up I just sat there and cried trying to figure out what had happened. Turns out that because I hadn't provided a urine sample and said I hadn't gone all day despite drinking lots of fluids he stuck his finger up my butt to feel my prostate, bladder, and to see if I was also constipated. After that every year my mom would ask me if I was going to provide one or was the doctor going to have to stick his finger in my butt again...needless to say that threat worked from then on.

I don't remember a genital or bottom check when I was little.. what I can still remember from my pediatrician visits is the rectal thermometers and painful pricks on my fingers at the beginning of the examination. It usually ends with shot or a suppository in my bottom. Definitely not something I look forward to when I was young.

I don't remember, as a child, ever having my genitals examined or checked for any reason. I think I recall a rectal temp once.

As far as I remember, i always had to strip nude and I always had a genital exam, but never a rectal. I think children don't recieve rectals in Germany usually.

Forgive my bad English. As a young girl I was terrified of pediatric visits because I finished the always completely naked.

Just a reality check - children usually don't get rectal or internal pelvic exams unless there is a demonstrable medical need. Exams are limited to external visual and palpitation.