I’ve had a few real drs perform DREs. My ob/gyn and my GI doctor are the ones who have done them most recently and most professionally. I’m a very anal erotic person but, while I don’t dread this part of the exam and understand why it is being done -either before a test or as part of a routine check up- I don’t find it arousing. The first time I had a physician’s finger in my rectum was when I had my first ob/gym exam. I was prepared for the speculum and the bimanual exam and this stranger woman looking at what felt like every little detail of my vagina and lips, but I didn’t expect a finger inside my ass. She used no lube and it hurt somewhat. I remember wincing and her saying that it was not that bad. I switched doctors after that.
I’ve had my fair share of DREs because of my health issues, and I was lucky enough to have my late fiancé come with me when I met a new doctor for the first time. I had told him what happened with my first ob/gyn and he replied that it wasn’t appropriate in the least to do something like that without warning (or without lube) and that he was happy to come along for my next appointment (I had moved in with him, on the opposite side of the country , and was very far away from my regular doctor and had figured I better find a new one) for my annual. This new doctor was brilliant and did everything by the book and I felt much better about the whole thing afterwards. The finger up the ass was whatever but it didn’t hurt and it was over quickly. The same thing happened with my first GI doctor. That was the first of very many appointments where any sense of modesty was lost but, again, it was all explained to me beforehand, and the doctor had a nurse there as a chaperone (I would have gladly done without her, since my fiancé was there, too, but I understand that it is standard practice). The DRE was not painful, but it was far from an erotic experience. It was, however, a very tender and loving moment because my fiancé was there with me and did everything possible to make me feel more comfortable, including whispering how he was planning on having his way with my ass as soon as we got back home. It may sound insensitive but it was exactly what I needed to hear and it made a rather invasive exam (ha. I didn’t know what truly invasive was yet) go by quickly and it was over before I knew it. When we got home I took my clothes off and told him that I needed a shower to get rid of the lube and the feeling of having been touched by someone other than him and he, ever the perfect gentleman, offered to help me and clean me inside and out with a few enemas, lots of soap and lots of hot water. And that’s exactly what followed. His enemas were large and very soapy and the cramps were very rough at times, but, out of all times, on that night, I felt so good and so cleansed afterwards (and so spent!) that I fell asleep on the towels on the bathroom floor as he was massaging my sore and still a little distended tummy.