What was the first object slid into your rectum?

As with most children, a rectal thermometer was likely the first thing put into my rectum. Then later, the nozzle of the red bulb syringe by my mother.

The first object that I put into myself, other than a soapy finger in the bathtub, was a crayon with the paper removed. It was my play thermometer.

Probably this has been a soap stick.

I really don't remember what I did first. There were a lot of things. Certainly as a little kid before I can remember there was the thermometer, likely some glycerin suppositories, and the nozzle of the red enema bulb. What I do remember sticking in there myself early on was the back end of a pencil. It was one of those without an eraser that had a smooth cap on it. worked real good as I remember. I remember crayons and a brush handle but not sure which came first.

I’m sure it had to be a thermometer.

Earliest would be a rectal thermometer, even as a youngster my neighbor and I would play and examine each other taking turns checking each others temperature.

For me it was my mom’s Tampax Super Card Board applicator tampon

The first object that I have a definite memory of as a very young child was a rectal thermometer .

The first one was a rectal thermometer, then, when I was five, a slim nozzle from an "infant syringe." Final event before I started inserting things myself was a doctor's gloved and lubricated finger when I was about 10. The occasion was possible appendicitis.

Earliest would be a rectal thermometer, even as a youngster my neighbor and I would play and examine each other taking turns checking each others temperature.

I did that too with my best friend for yeqrs. I dearly love it and miss those days. I usI ed to have some Polaroids of us doing temps and enemas when we were about 14. They are lost to the ages as they should be.

I wonder if I still had those pics, and I wish I did. Jesse was pretty cute at 14 ,would that still be kiddie porn? What if it were sexually explicit photos of me, taken by me at 14? I used to have a bunch of those too. Unlike embarassing photos on the Internet, Poloroids eventually erode, or kinda melt.

I found my mom's reusable douche/enema bag in a linen closet right about the same time I found a rectal thermometer in a bathroom cabinet. I'm going to guess I experimented with the thermometer first.

I was about 9 at the time.

It was the rectal thermometer that was kept in the main bathroom of the house. I even knew to put Vaseline on it. I was probably 6 or 7.

>What was the first object slid into your rectum?

I'll dispense with the ubiquitous mom-administered RT's and enemas, and the occasional pediatrician's finger from early life.

Then I discovered Tinkertoy rods, especially the pleasures they gave while jerking it around age 8. (Pro-tip: don't try this at home.)

As for adulthood self-pleasure, think it was actually a make-shift enema made from a pop-top dishwashing detergent bottle (filled only with water of course), followed soon by certain fruits and vegetables selected for their different sensual properties.

And finally I got my first DRE at my inaugural colonic session (in those days the DRE was legal, along with her inserting the probe). Exquisite.

A glycerin suppository when I was 2 or 3 yrs old. I remember being on my back on my mom's bed with my legs held back and the shock of feeling a slippery object being forced all the way up into my rectum by my mom's finger. It was a most alien sensation because it felt like pooping, but in reverse. I remember crying and squirming around throughout the whole ordeal ..... and all those to come over the next four years or so.

Poloroids eventually erode, or kinda melt.

I would not count on that. There's plenty of polaroid photos of me that my parents shoot some 40+ years ago, and they are perfectly fine. Colours are a bit off, but that may even not be because of ageing, maybe they where already off when they were shot. Keeping the photos in an album in a closed space with no light and at a stable temperature helps to preserve the photos, of course.

On the other hand, naked pics usually don't get stored properly...

What was your first object that you put in your ass?

How old were you?

Probably a pencil when I was about 10

Small, short enema nozzle/pipe with my mom's amber latex enema bag no later than age 15 (1967). Next right after that was the associated longer "bat" shaped douche nozzle in the same set, which I used for years after that. Not sure what the next thing was, probably another douche nozzle from a drugstore kit after college. I don't recall any other specific nozzles or plugs until probably age 30-35 when I finally bought a flesh-colored silicone butt plug by mail order. I do recall my first ex wife inserting it into me one night about age 40 when she uncharacteristically tried to satisfy most of my kinks one night. After that, I gradually began to find more plugs and nozzles by Internet. Now I have several different sized plugs and nozzles. Favorite is still the latex DBC from Rusch, but other plugs from Tantus (Ryder) and njoy (PurePlug L and 2.0) are great by themselves if no enema that day.

Eric

Perhaps a thermometer, ask requested by my parents.

It was either a rectal thermometer or big red enema bulb. Dont recall which came first or my exact age. Is this why I love things stuck up my butt? Lol

But that was done by my mom. Later in life , first thing I slid in my rectum was a real penis....Well ... I didnt slide it in!

Fingers, then bits of soap, at about 15. I had read about soap and water enemas but didn’t have the equipment to give myself one, so I tried what soap on its own might do.

A rectal thermometer

Took rectal temperature this morning, hope it counts as an object insertion?

The first thing that I remember putting into my butt, myself, other than my finger in the bathtub was a crayon. I had seen one of my younger cousins get her temperature taken rectally and although by then mom had switched me over to the oral thermometer, it looked interesting. Later that day, in my room alone, I peeled the paper off of a crayon and slid it into my butt. It felt nice. I think I was about six at the time. That was not the last time.

If I recall correctly, it was the nozzle of our children's enema bulb.I was in the bathtub with Lisa, and we both squirted air into ourselves. I think it was that same bath where we started squirting air into each other, too. It was soon thereafter that we decided to go for it, and used the bathwater to give each other real enemas.

No doubt a rectal thermometer that I remember.

The first thing I recall, vaguely, was the rectal thermometer or the 4 ounce red rubber bulb syringe. I was very young, and the memory is of laying on my back on a bed or table, legs raised and mom inserting something in my fanny. My clear memories begin at 5 when I received my first bag enema.

It was a rectal thermometer.

The first object that was slid into my rectum was the nozzle of an enema bulb syringe when I was four years of age. My mother had come into my bedroom at bedtime, placed two bath towels on my bed, removed my clothes, and had me lay on my left side on the bath towels and pull one knee up to my chest. She sat on a chair that faced the side of the bed, spread my bottom cheeks apart, and inserted the enema bulb syringe nozzle. I can remember feeling something sliding inside of my bottom, and then I felt warm water flowing into me. She told me that the warm water would help me with my stomach ache. At that age I was not told that the enema was being given to me because my stomach ache was due to constipation. She then cooled me down by placing rubbing alcohol all over the front and back of my bare body. As I grew older and entered my teen years, larger enema bulb syringes were used with longer and thicker nozzles that caused a tight feeling in my anus and discomfort even when my anus and the nozzle were lubricated with Vaseline. Over time I began to secretly crave the anal pleasures and pain that I experienced from use of the longer and thicker nozzles and enema solutions of Ivory Soap and warm water or liquid Castile soap and warm water that caused cramping and a need to run to the toilet. I would feel embarrassed and apprehensive when the adult, who was giving me the enema, would inspect the contents of the toilet and then decide whether to give me additional enema solution.

I feel certain , though I do not remember the event , that it was a rectal thermometer very slowly inserted into my ' baby bottom ' by my mom's ever so gentle and efficient hand . As I matured , she would have many opportunities to replicate the above in our home that I do remember . Then there were the home enemas that we all recall .

I do not actually remember but I am able to say with a high degree of certainty that it was an infant rectal thermometer.