Has anyone been examined by a parent?

When I read that post from @SwitchableSusie I understood it was just irony and it was not serious. I think when reading a post it is important to see what it really means.

When I read that post from @SwitchableSusie I understood it was just irony and it was not serious. I think when reading a post it is important to see what it really means.

But to some they read it totally different than what was intended. Hence the posts following susie's initial post.

Some people have zero sense of humor.

I come for the fetish, not for my daily comedy.

A clearer statement or a wink would have possibly indicated for sure that irony was the intention.

But to some they read it totally different than what was intended. Hence the posts following susie's initial post.I come for the fetish, not for my daily comedy.

A clearer statement or a wink would have possibly indicated for sure that irony was the intention.

Don't be ridiculous.

There are joke, music and other threads that have nothing to do with fetishes here.

People need to wear their big girl pants and be prepared for whatever is written. Someone said "Don't read what might annoy you."

The fetish stuff that is written about here is positively disgusting and revolting to most people. The jokes and other comments are tame by comparison.

I think that your "Beyond" crosses the line. What happened to me with spankings and rectal temps actually happened and was not sexual in nature. Anyone else will have to speak for themselves here.

gwhap said

We never spanked our Kids - except once. Our youngest created a scene at the grocery store - running off and hiding because my wife wouldn't get him a cupcake. Finally when checking out (this was during a snow storm and my wife was in a hurry) - she said "Come on Bob, let's go". He screamed out "You're not my mother - I don't know you!" My wife said I have to do something (why me?) so I scolded him for disrespecting his mom and gave him three mild swats on the bare butt with a hairbrush. Fast forward several years to Junior High. Bob got suspended for fighting. When in the principals office he started crying. When asked why he was so upset he said it was because his father beats him and exaggerated the one spanking he got - and also implied it was recent. The principal reported me to child services. I had three or four visits from them and was probably put on a "list".

I was ok with the principal actions, what if was true and and a child got hurt because of his inaction. But the Child services treated me like a criminal. A real jerk abusing power.

. . . and that's the problem with children's services and other governmental agencies butting into family affairs.

They never know the real or entire story.

While I agree (and vehemently disagree) with @SwitchableSusie on many things, the pedophile driving past schools was a joke. We have freedom of jokes, even tasteless ones, in the USA. Some are offended. Others aren't. On some other subject the tables will turn.

Although my opinions are very strong on this subject (just read my posts) I though her joke was funny. Life sucks at times... laugh a little.

the pedophile driving past schools was a joke

Thank you for your common sense and humor on this!

. . . and that's the problem with children's services and other governmental agencies butting into family affairs.

They never know the real or entire story.

They were told the real story - just refused to believe it. They assumed the worst. They inspected both of our kids rooms, may even have talked to some neighbors. My impression was the woman was not a very bight person who was touting her power or perceived power.

Sounds like I was luckier than SS friend who was attacked for leaving her child while getting the mail!

They were told the real story - just refused to believe it.

That is yet another problem innocent people have to face when the government gets involved in family matters.

There are joke, music and other threads that have nothing to do with fetishes here.

People need to wear their big girl pants and be prepared for whatever is written. Someone said "Don't read what might annoy you."

I am looking at your pedophile comment as it stands. Peophile is something that is listed as "no no" in zity rules. Those having experienced it, don't consider it a joking matter. In the joke section it can be avoided. But on the regular forum it shouldn't even be.

The title " has anyone been examined by a parent" gives no indication of the comment that was made. I only came into the discussion because someone pointed out a comment was made on the thread that I should be seen. I keep an out for comments that might be against the rules.

I think we all now understand that the comment made was not meant to be taken literally. Let us consider the true context. It was indeed gallows humour, as @Cedar pointed out. It was simply a wry comment that by driving slowly past a school, a paedophile would be contributing to road safety, while ignoring the greater problem of predatory behaviour. It clearly wasn't trivialising or dismissing the seriousness of that issue. On the contrary, it was actuially drawing attention to how serious a matter it is, so let us get real here.

I think it's time to now let this point go and allow the thread to move on.

@Amethyst summed it up perfectly!

Anyone here that knows me knows I don’t jump on the popularity wagon, I rarely hold back, and I definitely dont kiss ass. I can get very passionate about some topics, especially when it involves children.

Susie and I are often on opposite sides of the playing field with some topics and sometimes she just ruffles my feathers ( and I think she takes some pleasure doing so 😉 ) but she has never disrespected me.

It was clear that she was joking and her post did not a neon sign, stating so. Some people need to take the sticj out of their ass if they thought differently.

As far as saying this is a fetish site to only talk about fetishes , give me a freaking break we talk about everything including the weather and recipes , that are not even the topic ! ( and for those who disagree go back and look at some of your own posts and quit the self righteousness , its bull shit)

(Long theoretical post)

This is a "win" topic, insofar as the theory about fetishes is accepted -- that fetishes are caused by unprocessed childhood pain. It's just so much better to see SOMEONE ELSE suffering the pain of being locked up in a play-pen, having messy diapers, having to submit to a medical exam, etc., than to have it happen to one's self. The greater the pain and embarrassment, the stronger the fetish-charge, and since being examined, especially past puberty, by a parent is about as embarrassing as I can imagine, it makes sense that this topic would get a strong response.

On the other hand, this is a "lose" topic for the board, in that a lot of bad buttons are getting pushed: pedophilia, incest, mandatory reporting, child abuse, etc.

My mother's behavior towards me was such that I had to sit her down for an incest intervention, years ago. . She had various boundary-violation patterns, and no insight into them, and you couldn't meaningfully ask her to stop, as there was no "mind" in her that was aware of what she was doing. If you had shown her video of her doing such-and-such a behavior, she would have denied it. The intervention didn't stop her, so finally I hard to sit down with my dad and explain that I was adopting a "no contact" stance with her. Not going to be in the same house, car church, family gathering, etc. Since her boundary-violations were what was fueling the sense of boundary-violations as a "hot topic" in my own mind, the "De-FOOing" process, while painful, put a stop to a lot of the trouble I was having. Honestly, it was like somebody pulled the plug on the energizer bunny. Suddenly the compulsive character of that sort of material was gone. Now I work in evictions, helping tenants set proper boundaries with each other, as this enables them to live together without trouble. That's how important boundary-setting has become for me. (FOO - family of origin. Defoo = cut ties with family of origin.) Talking about this is not a happy place for me, so don't ask for details. On the other hand, I live with the uncomfortable knowledge that her "phallic mother" "I'm in charge here, I'm in charge of you" attitude colors my adult sexual life. It's bad enough to live with this with my eyes open. I'm very glad I am no longer allowing those attitudes to control me, and to set the tone for my relationships.

So, to the end of helping everyone get the maximum hygienic benefit out of this thread / topic, I would like to offer the following sketch of the territory: I don't think anyone is at the Maximum Fetish Loser position or the Maximum Fetish Winner position, I think we're all in the middle somewhere. But it might help people to have a map, so they have some idea of where the GOOD BEANS are buried and where the BAD BEANS are buried.

Maximum Loser Position:

I have no conscious understanding of my own parent-child dynamic operative in my own fetish life, so I spend a lot of time trying to get into the parent-child dynamics of other people by asking intrusive questions, and I am driven to try to reestablish abusive relationships along the lines laid down in my childhood, with anyone I can find who is vulnerable enough to play along with me. They don't get any say in the scene - - - it's all about me acting out my most-charged scenes from 30 years ago, with the partner as silent meat-pupet. I'm totally demanding and precise about this, and yet I have no idea what I'm doing or why, and no idea or concern that this might not be meeting the other person's needs, or even being really damaging to them. I have been doing this for years, and have no interest in learning or changing.

Maximum WINNER position:

I totally understand the good and bad erotics of the parent-child dynamic operating in my own fetish life, and I am free to play all the positions: good daddy, bad daddy, good mommy, bad mommy, horny kid, prim kid, etc. When I engage other people in this sort of play, I do so based on consent negotiations, constantly checking back with my partners to see how their needs are being met, as well as giving them good feedback on how my needs are getting met. There is good-natured give and take in the role-playing: on Tuesday night we do YOUR favorite thing, on Thursday night, we do MY favorite thing. At every point, I'm open to learning more about the uncomfortable material driving my fetishes, although the pain makes it hard to process more than a little at a time. I'm willing to make allowances, in the larger life of the fetish community, for people who have less understanding of their issues, and thus less freedom to go off-script, and for people who have more understanding of their issues, and are able to go places where I can't go.

Sorry to go Psychology Corner here, but I think this is a topic where it's good to have a YARD-DUTY watching out for people's safety. If you hang out with ME, you'll end up sitting down for a reader's theater performance of Sophocles's Oidopous Tyrannos in Ancient Greek. That's how I roll...

---1970sboy.

(Long theoretical post)

This is a "win" topic, insofar as the theory about fetishes is accepted -- that fetishes are caused by unprocessed childhood pain. It's just so much better to see SOMEONE ELSE suffering the pain of being locked up in a play-pen, having messy diapers, having to submit to a medical exam, etc., than to have it happen to one's self. The greater the pain and embarrassment, the stronger the fetish-charge, and since being examined, especially past puberty, by a parent is about as embarrassing as I can imagine, it makes sense that this topic would get a strong response.

On the other hand, this is a "lose" topic for the board, in that a lot of bad buttons are getting pushed: pedophilia, incest, mandatory reporting, child abuse, etc.

My mother's behavior towards me was such that I had to sit her down for an incest intervention, years ago. . She had various boundary-violation patterns, and no insight into them, and you couldn't meaningfully ask her to stop, as there was no "mind" in her that was aware of what she was doing. If you had shown her video of her doing such-and-such a behavior, she would have denied it. The intervention didn't stop her, so finally I hard to sit down with my dad and explain that I was adopting a "no contact" stance with her. Not going to be in the same house, car church, family gathering, etc. Since her boundary-violations were what was fueling the sense of boundary-violations as a "hot topic" in my own mind, the "De-FOOing" process, while painful, put a stop to a lot of the trouble I was having. Honestly, it was like somebody pulled the plug on the energizer bunny. Suddenly the compulsive character of that sort of material was gone. Now I work in evictions, helping tenants set proper boundaries with each other, as this enables them to live together without trouble. That's how important boundary-setting has become for me. (FOO - family of origin. Defoo = cut ties with family of origin.) Talking about this is not a happy place for me, so don't ask for details. On the other hand, I live with the uncomfortable knowledge that her "phallic mother" "I'm in charge here, I'm in charge of you" attitude colors my adult sexual life. It's bad enough to live with this with my eyes open. I'm very glad I am no longer allowing those attitudes to control me, and to set the tone for my relationships.

So, to the end of helping everyone get the maximum hygienic benefit out of this thread / topic, I would like to offer the following sketch of the territory: I don't think anyone is at the Maximum Fetish Loser position or the Maximum Fetish Winner position, I think we're all in the middle somewhere. But it might help people to have a map, so they have some idea of where the GOOD BEANS are buried and where the BAD BEANS are buried.

Maximum Loser Position:

I have no conscious understanding of my own parent-child dynamic operative in my own fetish life, so I spend a lot of time trying to get into the parent-child dynamics of other people by asking intrusive questions, and I am driven to try to reestablish abusive relationships along the lines laid down in my childhood, with anyone I can find who is vulnerable enough to play along with me. They don't get any say in the scene - - - it's all about me acting out my most-charged scenes from 30 years ago, with the partner as silent meat-pupet. I'm totally demanding and precise about this, and yet I have no idea what I'm doing or why, and no idea or concern that this might not be meeting the other person's needs, or even being really damaging to them. I have been doing this for years, and have no interest in learning or changing.

Maximum WINNER position:

I totally understand the good and bad erotics of the parent-child dynamic operating in my own fetish life, and I am free to play all the positions: good daddy, bad daddy, good mommy, bad mommy, horny kid, prim kid, etc. When I engage other people in this sort of play, I do so based on consent negotiations, constantly checking back with my partners to see how their needs are being met, as well as giving them good feedback on how my needs are getting met. There is good-natured give and take in the role-playing: on Tuesday night we do YOUR favorite thing, on Thursday night, we do MY favorite thing. At every point, I'm open to learning more about the uncomfortable material driving my fetishes, although the pain makes it hard to process more than a little at a time. I'm willing to make allowances, in the larger life of the fetish community, for people who have less understanding of their issues, and thus less freedom to go off-script, and for people who have more understanding of their issues, and are able to go places where I can't go.

Sorry to go Psychology Corner here, but I think this is a topic where it's good to have a YARD-DUTY watching out for people's safety. If you hang out with ME, you'll end up sitting down for a reader's theater performance of Sophocles's Oidopous Tyrannos in Ancient Greek. That's how I roll...

---1970sboy.

Thank you for your response to this thread. Your mother just like my mother is what I call a Narcissistic Mother, as my mother also had sever mental issues. It has taken me many, many years and self help to realize my mother was abusive and perhaps she was abused herself as a child. What many people on this board don't realize that abuse comes in many forms from parents, to doctors to clergy, teachers and police to boyfriends and girlfriends to husbands and wives, and siblings.

For me, my abuse also became a fetish/kink because that is what I know and experienced. Although it maybe odd to some, it became my reality.

I didn't have the chance to comfort my mother since my mother has passed away and the doctor that also abused me passed away as well but I am at piece and have accept the fact and moved on with my life and enjoy my life to the fullest and enjoy my sexuality!

(Long theoretical post)

This is a "win" topic, insofar as the theory about fetishes is accepted -- that fetishes are caused by unprocessed childhood pain. It's just so much better to see SOMEONE ELSE suffering the pain of being locked up in a play-pen, having messy diapers, having to submit to a medical exam, etc., than to have it happen to one's self. The greater the pain and embarrassment, the stronger the fetish-charge, and since being examined, especially past puberty, by a parent is about as embarrassing as I can imagine, it makes sense that this topic would get a strong response.

That might be true for YOU but isn't necessarily true and quite frankly sounds like a lot of psychobabble bullshit.

Many of us got into our fetishes simply because we happened to like performing certain acts. I never had a medically necessary enema in my life. They have all been for fun. I always knew I enjoyed the sensation of stimulating myself there and when I was eight years old found a fleet enema in the bathroom vanity. I read the directions on the bottle and gave myself an enema--I was hooked--I loved it. I also have to say I carefully poured the fleet solution into a glass and used plain water for the enema. I replaced the fleet solution in the fleet bottle after I cleaned it when I finished giving myself the enema. Had I used the fleet solution instead of water, I doubt I would have liked enemas. The closest my parents came to being responsible for me liking enemas was having the fleet in the vanity. They never gave me an enema.

Regarding my love for bondage and tying people up to restrain them, I saw people getting tied up on television shows and movies and thought it would be fun to tie up my friends. When I was about ten or eleven I started using my jump ropes to tie my friends. I tied them up lying on the floor and also to the kitchen chairs just like in the movies. I perfected my techniques and got good at it. When I got older and was in high school I bought 100 foot lengths of sash cord at the hardware store to tie up my sex partners and my BDSM career was underway. FUN FUN FUN!

My parents didn't spank me either, but that didn't stop me from liking to inflict corporal punishment either.

(Long theoretical post)

" fetishes are caused by unprocessed childhood pain. It's just so much better to see SOMEONE ELSE suffering the pain of being locked up in a play-pen, having messy diapers, having to submit to a medical exam, etc., than to have it happen to one's self. The greater the pain and embarrassment, the stronger the fetish-charge, and since being examined, especially past puberty, by a parent is about as embarrassing as I can imagine, it makes sense that this topic would get a strong response."

---1970sboy.

For me this statement is 100 percent true.

When I was 4 they thought my father had hepatitis or had been exposed. As a result my mother, two brothers and myself had to get those very very painful gamma gobulin injections. I was put over the doctors lap. He and my mother held me down. I then watched my mom and brothers get their shots. Both my brothers cried but I can't remember if my mom did or not.

Not soon after I watched an episode of M*A*S*H called "Carry On Hawkeye" where the entire camp came down with the flu, I watched with what probably cemented my injection fetish. I watched Margaret the camps head nurse demand the head surgeon Hawkeye drop his pants and bend over the desk. Ahhhh, even today when I watch that episode it gets my juices flowing. Boy howdy does it!

I ended up being a nurse in real life and found me a real doctor who also has an injection fetish and is as horny as I am. Coincidence................I don't think so.

But to address the OP's original question, no I was never examined by a parent.

Mashie

I believe, no touch after 3 y.o. allowed from parents

It's not exactly an exam, but my mother touched my penis and retracted my foreskin after my bath. She said she was checking if my penis was clean. I had this exam until I was 13.

At 13 th age, I believe that it was unpleasant and embarrassing but I don't think that it was wrong if a mother wanted to check the intimate cleanliness of his boy at that age at least one time to be sure that he was already able to carry out with his cleanliness himself alone.

I presume that after that she left you wash yourself without any check, so why not , it makes sense in my opinion as long as she stopped after.

Today, to respect the privacy of children , it is exactly the reverse, it is not uncommon that mothers leave boys ( or girls) of 6 or 8 aged wash themselves without any check which is in my opinion not appropriate.

My mother wanted to examine me once, but I refused. My mother had wanted to lower my pajama panties while I was lying on my back, she was rubbing me to cure a cold. I had become very prude at puberty and I always hid to undress, even with my brother. I shared my room with him, he too was doing the same thing.

Subsequently, I must have told myself that it was not so bad to show my penis to my mother and that she had the right to see him. In summer, we often spent the day at the edge of a wood, in an isolated place where we were alone. That day, I stretched a rope between two trees at the edge of the forest and put a towel or perhaps a tent to isolate myself, I think it was to avoid the sun because I have a sensitive skin. I was in swimming trunks.

My mother came to look over the rope and I had the spontaneous idea to ask her if she wanted to see my penis, I do not know how I asked him, certainly not in this way. She accepted, but I already had a little erection. I was afraid she saw it in full, I first showed the glans and part of the shaft, then the testicles leaving the glans in my pants. She told me that it was big. She did not touch him.

A little later, the same day, I lowered my bathing suit in the presence of my two parents and an older lady who was with us. I was standing a few feet away from them and my brother did the same thing at the same time. He had not started puberty yet. I had to be 14 and he 11.

No. Never examined by my parents. My mother would sometimes check my scalp, ears, eyes etc and comment on cuts, bruises, scratches etc whilst bathing me.Otherwise, it was the usual...feeling my forehead if I was hot or inserting a thermometer into my mouth....or rubbing Vic into my chest etc. All pretty routine and mundane.

I was studying in a boarding school and I was at home only for the holidays, I did not see my parents for several months. My mother always thought I had grown up and she was curious to see my body naked or almost naked. In the summer she saw me at the pool, in the winter she always managed to come to my room when she knew I was taking my shower, she began to apologize and asked if she could enter the bathroom to check if I had enough towels and soap. She made a comment on my penis that had, too, grown along with the rest of my body. She asked me if everything was fine, but not too precise. I rolled up my foreskin. It never went further.

Never been examined by my parents i would think that would be strange and weird

I have sort of been examined by a parent. My mom was a gynecologist so if anything was ever wrong down there, she would take a look. This happened a few times growing up.

The last time I was examined by my mom was when I was 46 years old and had a medical emergency involving extreme irritation in my rear and extreme itching in my groin area. I was in such pain that I told my mom what was going on and when she asked me if I would like her to have a look I said OK. I was literally affraid I was going to lose my testicles and I thought it would be far more embarrassing to be scratching my groin in front of her than it would be to just let my mom examined me. It was a little awkward standing naked in front of her while we discussed what was going on with my groin and anal region and I was surprised that it did not humiliated me to turn around, bend way over, and spread my cheeks and carry on a conversation with my mom while she is examining my anus, perenium, scrotum, and penis. It was kind of wierd seeing my private parts hanging just inches in front of my mom's face but niether she nor myself seemed bothered by this. I wasn't all that embarrassed by her examining me in the nude but I felt humiliated when I had to admit to my mom that my private parts were itching so bad that I couldn't help myself and asked her not to be affended that she was about to see me scratch myself in front of her. Instead of being uncomfortable about the situation she just asked me not to be embarrassed by her seeing me do this because it is alright for a mother to see her son this way and asked me where the itching was the worst so I lifted up my penis so she could see how red and inflamed my scrotum and penis was. Scratching the underside of my penis caused me to get an erection and when I apologised and tried to explain mom insisted that there was no reason for me to apologise since I wasn't doing anything wrong. She reminded me that she is my mother and that there is nothing wrong with her seeing my erect penis since I was her son and since she had been through this situation many times with her three brothers so don't worry about it because you have absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about. She assured me that it is normal for someone in my situation to get an erection and that she was happy to see that I was a healthy male. Despite her reasurance I was still a little embarrassed when she applied ointment to my anal region and groin area. It made sense that she be the one to do these things since I could not see these parts if my body as well or as closely as she could but it was still a bit awkward having my mom getting a much closer look at my private areas than I ever would.

I have not been examined by a parent, but when i was 13 and my boobs were growing and my nipples were itching like crazy, I ask my mother what was wrong and she looked at them, About that time my dad walked in the room and seen me in just my panties..Embarrassing!!!

I've never been examined by my parents.

By uncles friend who was a Dr does that count?

No, I didn't experience something similar, because nobody of my family works in the medical sector.

But a class mate's (female, 16 yo) father was a doctor, and she told me, that her father examined all family members when they were sick. Unfortunately, she didn't tell details, but once, I had the chance to listen when she talked to a friend telling her that her father stethed her when she had a cold...

I'd love to learn more about that ;-)

Sounds like pure fantasy!