It can be a tricky situation, whether medical fetish or any other sexual interest, because you can never predict how someone will react. Communication is sometimes easy, other times very difficult. The chemistry between two people plays a big role.
I’ve mentioned my specific, personal interests to several of the women I’ve dated and although most were open-minded and understanding and not overtly critical, some simply didn’t share my specific fetish, some did, and one woman was downright rude, accusatory, and demeaned me. Of those who shared similar interests as me, some wanted to explicitly discuss them, while others were too shy to verbalize what they happily engaged in physically with me.
My current girlfriend and I explored one another early on, bodies and minds, as couples do, and discussed our likes and dislikes as we became more comfortable with each other. I even told her about my experience being examined by my pediatrician, around 12 or 13 once my hormones kicked in, and how stimulating and exciting and deeply intimate and almost sexual that experience was. She listened quietly and nodded and made me feel OK about it (I was very nervous to tell her about it). She didn’t share any similar experience or feeling about doctors, so I assumed she didn’t have the same intense feelings. But I did feel that she accepted my feelings about this so-called medical fetish.
So, many weeks later, after thinking about it a lot, I finally got up the courage to say to her, “I want you to pretend to be my doctor and take my temperature.” She nodded and smiled and calmly said “OK. Do you have a thermometer?” Although I didn’t know if she knew what I really meant. So I answered, “Yes I do.” Long pause. “And I want you to take it in my bottom. Rectally.” I know my face flushed then and the second or two before she replied seemed like forever. She calmly said, “OK let’s go get it.”
I was breathing a huge sigh of relief as we went together to my bedroom. Now I was suddenly realizing that IT’S GOING TO HAPPEN. Heart pounding! And so it did and her touch was exquisite and it was so wonderful.
Suffice to say, that was our first time crossing that boundary together. And she has taken my temperature many times since. As I’d been suspecting, she has no desire to be the patient, but always is willing to be the doctor for me when my “need” arises, whether it be a prolonged examination of my penis and testicles, doing a thorough digital rectal exam, or taking my temperature. And when we play doctor I suppose you could say that the exam always ends with a sperm sample, though we’ve never used a proper receptacle!
Obviously our Play Doctor play is not as strict or real life or elaborate as I see in some Zity member’s posts and photos. But it works for us. And although our specific interests or fetishes don’t match, and yes there are times when I wish we did “match” better, we understand each others’s sexual desires and are happy to help each other live them.