Has anyone been examined by a parent?

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When I was 19, I got a terrible skin infection during the hottest part of summer. I was broke out raw in my groin, under my nutsack, between my buttcheeks, under my arms. It burned and itched something terrible, and I was raw. My stepmother Nikki was a nurse practitioner, and was only 34 at the time. I came by the house during the day while my Dad was at work to ask her in private if she knew what kind of problem I might have. I was too embarrassed to let anyone but her know about it, and I knew she'd keep a secret. I told her what the problem was, and she asked me to come to the bathroom. She put on a pair of exam gloves and asked me to drop my pants and underwear. I looked at her in disbelief, and asked "all the way down?" She kind of grinned and rolled her eyes, and said "yes, take them off, I've seen naked guys dozens of times." Nikki had never seen me naked before, and I was embarrassed. I was hesitant at first, but I took the plunge and dropped my drawers. I couldn't believe I was standing there with my pecker hanging out in front of my attractive stepmother. She didn't even acknowledge me being naked, and acted like it was nothing. But the embarrassing part came when she asked me to put my left foot up on the toilet so she could see my groin area. She asked me to pull my scrotum to the side, then she pressed up into my groin. It stung and burned, and I let out an "ow!" She said "I think you've got a yeast infection on your skin caused by the heat." She told me to bend over the commode next. I did, and she spread my buttocks apart. She saw how red and inflamed I was around my anus and perineum, and asked "hurts really bad back here doesn't it?" I was so humiliated that I let out a nervous sounded "yeah." She popped me on the behind, and said "okay darling, pull your pants back up". I almost couldn't look her in the face after that, but she acted like it was no big deal. She wrote me a prescription for a strong cream called Lotrisone. It cleared me up within a week. We never let anyone know about the little examination Nikki gave me, but she knows me a lot better now LOL.

A parent never, but my cousin, she is a nurse and gave me butt shots...

Due to the type of community, that community's odd culture, and the religion of the culture I actually never saw a true doctor or nurse until after I moved away at 18 years old. I would however be regurlarly examined. My father was dead so many times it was my mother, for a short while my mother's cousin (Michelle) examined me but that stopped at a point and from that point on it was either my mother or whatever caretaker or babysitter or nanny was around. It could be a teen girl from the neighborhood who would sometimes be tasked with watching me anyways and Michelle had, previous to my 'check up' given her an education on how to properly perform an exam on me. Sometimes it was an older housewife from the community who my mother or Michelle was already friends with and trusted in enough to adequately accomplish what they had requested.

Due to the type of community, that community's odd culture, and the religion of the culture I actually never saw a true doctor or nurse until after I moved away at 18 years old. I would however be regurlarly examined.

Could you maybe elaborate on how thorough the exams were and maybe tell about the differences between the various different persons who examined you? I would suppose they all had their own preferences and specific ways of doing things.

I suppose that none of your examiners had no special medical training. Probably each of them carried out the examination according to its own understanding and life experience.

Well I have been examined by my mother and so has my sister. Not examined as in with speculums etc. Only for ticks. We grew up on a lake and if one of us found a tick or the dog had one we all got examined. Mom would look in our hair, in our arm pits, between our butt cheeks and spread our labias.

Never more than like having my temperature taking orally

The babysitter girl was about 9 years older maybe 8. She was fun in ways because of her innocence, one of the things about her as she was by the most not taking no for an answer from men examiner i remember and while the others all shared that same type of stubborness but she was so intent on penis in vagina sex with me i remember her, after asking countless times, then trying every trick in the book to manipulate me into intercourse with her.

My mom was the most gentle and comforting and understanding examiner. Michelle was without doubt my favorite examiner, she would always be honest with me even if the truth was something she knew might hurt my feelings or make me anythimg really. I would always lust for her examines and knowing in advance that she would be doing it was almost unbearable.

I always took everything she said as absolute truth and never question any advice or medical information given to me from her ever so slightly red lips which were full and beautiful. It wasnt until much later in my life that I realize much of the information may have been flawed. I still don't think she knowingly lied to me.

Michelle was without doubt my favorite examiner, she would always be honest with me even if the truth was something she knew might hurt my feelings or make me anythimg really. I would always lust for her examines and knowing in advance that she would be doing it was almost unbearable.

What kind of examinations were they? What were the examiners looking for? What did they actually do? I take it none were really medically trained.

The best way I could describe them is they were kind of a thing such as all natural complete body detoxification sessions. That was one thing that was a common theme throughout and Michelle was the driving force behind the idea. She convinced my mother that such a complete cleansing for me was absolutely necessary at the absolute minimum of biannually but really it will ideally be quite more frequent than that and indeed it was especially once she got her like minded friends aware of my 'potential' and how I was a 'truly special specimen of the male species.

She trained the girl then young woman who had been simply my babysitter before with such exactness and specificity that Meghan now was able to conduct these with mastery and went beyond simply deep cleansing in to areas highly regarded by Michelle to such a degree that it sometimes seemed they were actually mother and daughter. Michelle while really pushing the all natural detoxification aspect as a primary reason for necessity suddenly became even more zealous about not even problem areas of my health but more accurately the potential problem areas of my health.

Once Meghan started to become a competent and more practitioner and subscriber of this aspect coincided with when Michelle ceased in performing any exam or treatment of me herself and she also brought in Karen, a late 40s years old wife, to assist with their dedicated efforts.. Karen while not exactly deviating from the philosophy certainly approached her care of me in her own personally unique and womanly way and her and I went on to develop a very special relationship with one another. Without continuing to ramble much longer the best compressed way to describe Karen's approach wad that it was more closely in line with traditional western medicine than Meghan and Michelle's although they all agreed in regards to what was best for me much much more than they ever disagreed.

The best way I could describe them is they were kind of a thing such as all natural complete body detoxification sessions.

Does complete body detoxification mean that we should thinking of practices like perhaps fasting, enemas/colonics, maybe even seminal milking ... ? Or was it something else altogether?

Yes to most of everything as you said however my knowledge is provincial so please bear with me here.... My diet was adjusted and limited when a scheduled exam was coming up, sometimes up to a week beforehand and essentially would consist of liquids and blended fruits and vegetables.

My colon certainly cleansed during all exams as this was particularly important to Michelle and also then my mother as well...If seminal milking is the same or similar to prostate stimulation then yes certainly that as well as i remember Michelle saying on more than one occasion that all of these efforts would be in vein without that component, which was always the very last element of every exam...And along with those things I would be required to drink great amounts of waters and other liquids before and during the exams so the examiner could watch me urinate on more than one occasion and depending on the examiner, she (meaning the examiner) would insist on helping me urinate herself.

There were also adhesive pads or sometimes oils or balms or creams applied in specific areas identified as potential problem areas also the involving specific cleasing manual manipulations of that area by the examiner. Also baths and steam room treatments were required and the baths were involving specific ingredients

^^^^^^ All that sure sounds like a lot of Voodoo and witch-doctoring..

^^^^^^ All that sure sounds like a lot of Voodoo and witch-doctoring..

Closed, tightly controlled communal groups often adhere to odd ideas and practices. That is probably why the leaders and founders of such groups found them in the first place: to put their own, usually unorthodox ideas or preferences, (sexual) quirks and other oddities into practice and see them all supposedly validated.

Gilles isn't preaching any of these things, only describing how he was treated, forced or manipulated into being 'examined' and treated by people who used those treatments as a sort of substitute for sexual activities that were otherwise banned from the group.

In remote areas of the Australian outback the mother is usually the defacto doctor for the family, supported by a doctor on the end of the radio. Sending for the Flying Doctor is a serious business, and a night call is dangerous and only undertaken in life threatening emergencies. Landing on a dirt strip at night is hazardous, sometimes deadly. Last week one was lit by burning toilet rolls to guide the plane in.

I think I would have freaked out if my mother had ever tried to examine me. I suppose the nearest would be when she used to rub Vicks vapour rub into my chest when I had a cough and cold.

From the time I was 9 or 10 till I left to go to college when I was 18 I was constantly being examined by either my mother or step-dad and sometimes my Aunt and Uncle.

Any time they wanted I had to drop my pants and undies. They would inspect my undies for skid marks, then inspect my rosebud hole to make sure it was clean and check the front of my undies for yellow stains.

If skid marks were found, then I would have a finger go into my bottom to see if I was impacted. I would also get a rectal temperature taken and then an enema and after all that a spanking so I would remember not to let that happen again.

It was so embarrassing as I got into my teen's. Specially when my Mom and Aunt did it. and it was still embarrassing even when my step-dad and uncle did it.

First off Thank you Joy-ful for asking this question. I have often wonder about this myself. Unfortunately I have never known anyone in the medical field. I have always wished; but oh well. My parents never examined me. "That is a doctors job" Dad said. This was an honest real joyful post. I found one post stupid. One made me laugh for several minutes.Thanks for all the post. Cool fun enjoyable read. More to come I hope.

My dad examined me when I hurt myself from various activities or got poison ivy or a rash down there and I did not mind at all because it was better than going to a strange doctor. He also checked for ticks and other insect bites because I often played in the woods. I never had a mother so he also had to teach me the facts, including the functions of the penis and vagina, menstruation, and douching. I never felt embarrassed with anything. He also stressed the dangers of getting too involved with boys.

My mom was a nurse so when ever I felt sick she'd look at the back of my throat and look at my eyes for sign of fever (then usually take my tempature.) if something hurt or wasn't right any complains given to her was met with an exam of the area and questioning of any other symptoms.

I have been examined a lot by my uncle with whom I lived since I was 5 (my parents died in a car accident). I had a tight foreskin problem and after a doc friend of his ordered daily massages with oil to get the skin more elastic and prevent a circumcision, he did daily inspections and "foreskin exercises". At the beginning I hated it cause it was sometimes painful and because of the why he did it. But I got used to it, hat almost always erections and after a while orgasms. I was examined almost every 6 month be his doc friend too. My uncle was always precent.

Not me no but I did talk to a guy who said he and his two brothers were regularly examined by their father who was a GP.

He said his father had a kind of home office in the garden and he would give his sons yearly physicals together. He said he was pretty embarrassed/humiliated to have to drop his pants for his dad when it came to the testicular exam and foreskin retraction.

Always wondered if that was an isolated case.

No, i was only examined by the doctor.

Yes from age 3 until 16 my bro and me were regularly examined by mom.

As young children, my sister and I would bathe together each evening. After the bath, my mother would sit on a small stool near the tub and retract my foreskin, and palpate my shaft and testicles. It was a nightly routine, done in front of my sister, who couldn't have cared less. My mothers objective was proper hygiene and health of an uncircumcised penis.

I was a very wheezy kid and every time I got sick, my mom planted her ear against my chest and made me breathe deep. She didn't have a stethoscope or anything, so she just put her ear to my chest. I hated it. Not because it embarrassed me or anything, I was just annoyed by it. I also remember her checking my breasts as I was developing. She had seen my pediatrician examine me by putting a flashlight to my breast and looking at it in the dark room. Once in a while she would do that to me too, but not a lot. It didn't weird me out or anything because I thought it was kind of cool. I was only about 9 years old, and kids in the 70's were much more immature than kids are now days.

As young children, my sister and I would bathe together each evening. After the bath, my mother would sit on a small stool near the tub and retract my foreskin, and palpate my shaft and testicles. It was a nightly routine, done in front of my sister, who couldn't have cared less. My mothers objective was proper hygiene and health of an uncircumcised penis.

I think your mother's attempts to ensure your health and proper development were very responsible. However, if performed in front of another family member, boys can sometimes feel embarrassed about their mother's routine checks. How did you feel about your sister's presence during those checks?

Well not at home but i was an exchange student at 15 and every week the two sons and me had to be line up nude. The mother was a nurse and examined everything including foreskin etc. Very embarrassing.

Well not at home but i was an exchange student at 15 and every week the two sons and me had to be line up nude. The mother was a nurse and examined everything including foreskin etc. Very embarrassing.

Could you give some more information? Like in which country you were an exchange student in? In what years?