What was the first object slid into your rectum?

Let's see, if I remember correctly, it was a thermometer when I was a baby, over six decades ago!

I don't ever recall receiving a rectal thermometer even as I child, but I sure do recall the nice feeling of the black well lubed enema nozzle sliding into my bottom (by my Mom), even when I was only 3 or 4 years old. Got me hooked from way back then!

My first was at varsity, i was particularly horny and started rubbing my gstring string back and forth through my pussy. i loved the feeling against my ass so i started to rub my ass... well long story short i landed up taking my gstring off and using a pen to push the whole pair of panties into my ass... was such a devine full feeling- and the sensation of pulling it out again had me soaking wet.... was that my first "plug"? 😉

As far as I can recall, it was an enema nozzle from a small, Rexall bulb syringe.It occurred early in life since I've always had trouble with my bowels.

Since, as adults, we cannot remember anything from before we were three or four, I do not think that we can really answer the question.

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It was probably a rectal thermometer. But I know I was given enemas with a bulb syringe around age 4 on the bathroom floor.

For me it was my finger at about eight years old. I was just beginning to explore my body. It felt really good and I thought I was being naughty.

First thing that I remember was the rectal temp. But from as early as I can remember it was the black enema tip.

An enema tube as a youngster around 6-7 YO prior to a tonsillectomy at home by my mom. In the hospital i got a suppository, not sure what for, maybe for anesthesia, but they gassed me with ether (yech!). After I got home I was real interested in my newly discovered playground and started putting my finger and other objects up there, from popsicle sticks to hotdogs.

Of course the first must have been a child's enema nozzle from my mother & grandmother but what age that was I don't know.. But certainly by age 5 or 6 I was using my finger and certainly ink pens.. and also those large 4" "bobby pins".. Anyone else remember "Lindy" pens? They were pencil sized, smooth and with a perfectly rounded end.

Not sure but I think I started with toothbrushes.

then a home made dildo from wood, and then the old style white plastic vibrators...

Mine was a rectal thermometer. I have had various other things up there since, but that has remained a firm favourite. It is just a shame that the old glass thermometers are so hard to get hold of now.

I'm not sure how old i was - maybe 4 - but the first thing I remember was a small red enema bulb with a black bat shaped nozzle.Any time one of us kids complained of not feeling well - the first question out of my mom's mouth were "When was the last time you pooped?" - lolFunny, but I just now am remembering there were a few times when I deliberately would hold off from pooping and complain of a tummy ache so that I would receive some warm soapy assistance. Wow - that kind of freaks me out that at 53 and just now having that forgotten memory surface.I also remember (maybe age 7 or 8 ) sneaking large marbles into the bathtub and popping them into my butt. I think the part that exited me about it was having to relax enough to pop them back out. Funny how that action took on such a dynamic aspect when experiencing it somewhere other than sitting on a toilet.

No idea how old I was or which exactly came first but two regular objects were the enema nozzle and the thermometer funny how when I was a kid I hated them so much and now I cant get enough

The first thing I can remember was the nozzle used to administer my first enema. After that, I had a little neighbor friend who came over a lot. She was a wild child and convinced me to play Doctor with her. So we used everything from thermometers to pencils to the toy legs of my cootie set.

Same here a noz to administer an enema

I have no idea what went in first. My best guess was my mother's finger to see if I was constipated.

My first memory of something going in was an enema nozzle when I was 9. I had developed a fever and my mother gave me a cool water enema in an effort to lower my temp. In reality, it turned out that was the first day of measles. I don't remember that time being traumatic, so I suspect that was not my first enema, just the first I remember.

The first object placed in my butt was, I'm sure, a rectal thermometer before I could have remembered.

Not counting my fingers, the fist thing I remember putting up MY OWN butt was a collectable feather from Colonial Williamsburg. (The unsharpened quill end, not the tickly end.) I was four years old. My mother found out somehow or other. Perhaps she walked in on me while I was "playing." She said, "You can't put things in your bucket! You'll hurt yourself!"

Her admonition didn't stop me from inserting a range of objects into my anus. I had a shelf full of souvenir gifts that I used for anal play. My favorite as I got a little older was the handle of a Mexican ball and cup toy. The kind with the string attaching the ball to the handle at the base of the cup. The handle was painted red. It was smooth and just the right size and shape. I didn't know about the mechanics at the time, but I remember the feeling of pleasure and excitement as my prostate and upper sigmoid were stimulated. It sat greasy on the shelf awaiting the next adventure. Every so often it got a spot more Vaseline. My mother dusted, so she had to know.

That's easy. It would have been a rectal thermometer, used from infancy until I was old enough to hold an oral thermometer under my tongue.

This is funny! I was about 8 years old when I recall my Mother putting a rectal thermometer in me one night when I was not feeling well. Some how I enjoyed that feeling, not long after that I got my sisters petroleum jelly and a Q-tip, yes a Q-tip and I started putting that in my rectum. At that time I was thinking that was the best feeling in the world. Soon after that I moved up in size. By then I was 15 years old and had started to think that I was gay. Then one day I was at home with the baby sitter and for the first time in my life I got it on. Nope not gay. The funny thing is about all this I see this women about every two to three months in the mall or just in the store and she always bring that day up.

For me it was a no longer available child's enema nozzle in 1943 at age 5. Since I only had one given enema the next thing was around age 12, a beautiful pen shaped carton cutter that used Gillette injector blades. It has a neat very smooth red fountain pen handle with a gold looking cap that has a pocket clip on the cap. It felt, and still does, feel great as an insertable.

@Cleanbean -- your inventive choice of the feather was classic!! You gotta use what you have at hand. What really struck me was your mother's reference to "your bucket" for your butt..My grandmother used that same term. And I never talked to another kid whose family used that - everyone thought WE were the weird ones. What about the word for poop or pooping? She called it "grunt" - again, I never heard it used within any other families. Anyone else grow up with "bucket" and "grunt"?

My first thing was a finger, after I discovered that I liked that I moved onto using other things.

The tip of a fleet enema. What a mixture of feelings.

When I was about 5 I was playing in our camper with the neighbor girl. She suggested the "show me yours, I'll show you mine." As soon as we took our pants off, she suggested we stick Q-tips in our own holes and have the other one pull them out. Fun game!!

Other than my fingers, dinner candles were the first things I inserted into my rectum when I was about seven years old.

The first thing I remember was a doctors finger when I was four. I think I was having tummy troubles or something along those lines but when my mother took my clothes off and held my knees up to my chest I was very confused and surprised.

The first I can remember is a paper clip when I was very little. Had to go to the family dr and he then stuck his finger up my but to see if it was still in there and it wasn’t

The first thing I inserted was a magic marker.

The first thing I ever inserted was a rectal thermometer. I used to sneak it from the bathroom and play doctor with myself in bed. I enjoyed it a lot and continued it with friends as an older kid and teen