Enemas and rectal thermometers. Were you fascinated by one or both?

All of the rectal therapies used on me growing up left an impression on me from earliest memory. The rectal thermometer was appealing to me, but also a cause for some concern. I did not always have my temperature taken befiore an enema, but it must have happened some because I recall associating the thermometers use with the fear of receiving an enema. Even though I felt fear, it was accompanied with an excitement that at an early age I did not understand. My attraction to the equipment was stronger than my fear of it, and I often would play with the thermometer, bulb and eventually the bag as I grew.

The first time I received a rectal temp was at age 6 in the hospital for hernia surgery. As I got to my room with my parents I jumped in bed and before I could get under the covers the nurse said “ not so fast buddy. I have to get your temperature. She told me to roll over on my belly. She said this is the way we do this until you older. She proceeded to spread open my hospital gown and the next thing I felt was her spreading my butt cheeks and sliding in the thermometer. I remember it sent a tingle between my legs and on my belly. I was in the hospital for a week and got my temperature taken like that every day every 6 hours. I would look forward to it! She also did the same to my roommate at the same time.

I was fascinated by anal penetration. Mom used suppositories not infrequently on me, and for some reason continued giving them herself until I was maybe 11-12. Rectal temperatures were the norm at home, though after a certain age, I think 6 or 7, I inserted the thermometer myself. And I got examined rectally (appendicitis suspicion) and the first of these exams left a big impression on me.

So to me rectal temperatures were a fact of life, but I liked the naughty effect.

Regarding enemas, I learned about them as a historical fact, since they featured in 17th-18th medicine and were mentioned in theater plays of the time. I got fascinated later, when I moved to the US and learned that, there, enema equipment was widely available.

I used to fake temps to get moms RTs

When I was a senior in highschool, I was admitted to our local hospital for a broken leg, and a bad sprain of the leg which caused major swelling of the leg, hence they didn't want to put a cast on it until the swelling subsided. Consequently, I laid in the hospital bed from Monday morning until Thursday of that week, when they finally put the cast on it. During that time I was just laying around, the nurses came in to take vital sign measurements every 4 hours around the clock. One of the measurements was rectal temperatures. They didn't feel bad at all, as I was already used to inserting various things in my butt at that age for sexual stimulation. One time when the nurse came in to check my temperature, I asked her what was wrong with my mouth (meaning: why didn't they take my temperature orally?). She misunderstood my question, thinking I was saying that there was something wrong with my mouth. I just said never-mind, forget the question. She did, and proceeded to push the rectal thermometer in my butt. Actually, I rather enjoyed the every 4 hour rectal temps being taken, although I never indicated that to the nurses.

I started with rectal thermometers. While I have no recollection of having my temp done that way outside of when I had my tonsils out. But I used the thermometer from an early age. I think I stole my first rectal thermometer from a store not because I didn't have money, but because I couldn't dare let anyone seeing me buy one. Now when I buy enema equipment I"m likely to ask the clerk to point out the rectal thermometers. Asking a young clerk to explain how to use an enema is fun. Most don't know and call out the pharmacist. I did run into one gal that couldn't have been more than a few years out of high school. She explained the process quite well. I was impressed.

Both are wonderful but think of the rectal temp as a prelude to the enema. Gives one an opportunity to spread a women open to expose her tight little hole, to get the first insertion and to discuss next steps...anticipation is always good. Also nice to insert a wet finger into a women bottom the tight warm stickiness is amazingENE

Growing up, I was fascinated both with enemas and rectal temperatures - particularly, I was aroused when I was getting an enema and having my temperature taken when I was laying naked over my aunt's lap. I used my family's bulb a lot secretly as well as our thermometer (not for seeing what my temperature is but for the erotic feeling of it in my butt while I masturbated)

I had a lot of rectal temps as a kid, which I found slightly pleasant, only slightly because they were so thin I barely felt them. But as soon as I started giving myself enemas with mom's rubber bag and enema or douche nozzles, I enjoyed them more than the temps because the nozzles were bigger than the thermometer. After that, I just kept looking over the years for larger and larger nozzles and plugs and bigger enemas. So yes, I was fascinated by enemas and RT's from the first ones I ever had, and still am at 67. These days at 67 with bad ED, I'm up to a 4 quart regular enema with either a 2.5" nozzle, latex DBC or colon tube.

Eric

I have never actually seen a true "Rectal" thermometer.

Were it not for Dad already having one I would likely have never used a mercury Thermometer of any kind.

I don't own any mercury thermometers today.

Both for me. I can remember watching mother remove the the BD thermometer from its plastic case and then carefully shake it down then look at it again to see if the mercury was down far enough. Then the feeling of the insertion, slowly sliding in my bottom. When very young i would be on my tummy on her bed and she would tell me to watch the minute hand on the clock go around 3 times before she could take it out. I never knew if she was going to take me by the hand to her bathroom for my enemas after, the though was always in my mind

I love them both. I didn’t discover enemas till later, however I discovered my fascination with RT at an early age, I used to sneak my family’s thermometer and put it my ass at night and later on started putting crayons or pencils and pretended they were a thermometer

I never received enemas growing up, so it was only rectal temps for me. I was extremely embarrassed by these back then, but at some point realized that being embarrassed is a turn on for me.

I don't remember rectal thermometers on myself as a child, but one time after seeing one used on a younger cousin, I peeled the paper off of a crayon and stuck it in my butt for play.

Then, after my own kids were old enough for an oral thermometer I started using the rectal one on myself, for fun. I still have it, along with several digital types which are great for checking water temperature. 104-105F is my favorite.

I only received a few enemas as a child but for some reason they excited me. When I was very young I faintly remember having a bulb syringe enema over my mother lap. But my Daddy gave me an enema when I was 9 and it left a lasting impression on me. He was very kind an gentle and I think more embarrassed then I but I still cried a lot. I was very humiliated but also excited, in retrospect I think I enjoyed his attention. Later I felt like I was very naughty because I was secretly excited. The enema because a very secrete naughty thing.

Welcome to the club of pretty like minded folks!

Never cared for the rectal thermometer as I didn't like the taste! I Just read the whole thread an was amazed nobody beat me to that punchline.

I only had the rectal temp taken once that I recall and that was in hospital after getting my tonsils out when I was a child. In honesty, it did nothing for me back then and still not something that remotely excites me.

Enemas on the other hand I discovered in my late teens looking at grainy early internet porn and was instantly excited about. It was another decade or more before I got up the courage to try them....using my own homemade leaky rig! After that thrilling, but decidedly not cool experience I pretty much gave up on participation for 5 years or so until I was introduced to them by a domme who was quite experimental on me - something I enjoyed. She's long gone now and my wife has no remote interest in them, but my interest is as strong as ever.

RTs have long been an interest. I have no memory of getting a RT as a kid. Just in my mouth. But once I knew what RTs were, I used to wonder which of my female classmates might get them. That was an early masturbation fantasy.

Some years back I overheard a friend’s girlfriend say that she used suppositories when she’s constipated, so picturing that really got my imagination going. Didn’t have the gall to ask my friend if he ever helped her insert them.

Enemas! From a very early age they fascinated me. The penetration of the nozzle, the warm water jetting against my prostate... I was hooked for life!

Rectal temps never seemed to do as much for me as enemas. It imprinted me when young and I do love to have a willing bottom in the air while slowly coaxing her to “Take just a little bit more”.

I never really got rectal temp taken after I was given the 1-qt bag I have posted about before.

Always oral after that.

Result, nothing really sexual associated with temp taking.

Later, I never needed vaginal temp taking to start our family. No need, it wasn't done.

I never really got rectal temp taken after I was given the 1-qt bag I have posted about before.

Always oral after that.

Result, nothing really sexual associated with temp taking.

Later, I never needed vaginal temp taking to start our family. No need, it wasn't done.

I honestly had to give this one some thought. I came to the conclusion that I am more fascinated, maybe fixated on rectal temps whether giving or receiving. Although enemas can be a pretty decent experience too on either side. I think the reason I'm more into the rectal temp thing is that it's not as dreadful or sometimes uncomfortable as an enema and it's usual a kind of tranquil time. Reading this back, it may have made more sense in my head than in writing!

Only in my early 20s when I was critically injured and in the hospital, did I begin to feel anything arousing when a nurse inserted a probe in my bottom in the middle of the night — and then during home care when a visiting nurse gave me a warm water cleansing enema that was an unexpected turn-on. Why such a “late bloomer,” I don’t know, but the “bloom“ at times has been been a godsend to my physical and mental health.

Great topic! Yes I was fascinated by enemas as kid. there was an old black enema kit with small and larger/longer irrigation nozzle and moms douche nozzle (about ¾ inches by 6 inches) with large rubber bulb. Just there in the linen/towel closet by the bathroom. I loved to use both when I was alone in the house. tween/teen I guess. I actually never used the enema bag , afraid I would not get it all dry before storing it. I think the enema kit was used for me as a baby, I had lots of constipation when I was weaned until Dr suggested soy milk instead of cow milk.

@Moppys_jalopy The invasion feeling is much stronger with the enema, plus the discomfort.

I often received the enema and ‘ RT ’ during my childhood illnesses and both continued in our home through my young adult years . I came over time to rather anticipate and enjoy both . I had an aunt who was an ‘ LPN ’ and was insistent that ‘ rectal temperatures ‘ were the only way to correctly ’ take a temperature ‘ . I recall hearing she and my mom’s conversations on the subject around weekend morning coffee @ our home . Obviously , my mom agreed with her as mom always took her personal temperatures rectally as well . Our home mercury rectal thermometer was well used as was our family ‘ fountain syringe .

I enjoyed feeling the tip or the cold, Vaseline lubed thermometer inside my anus as well as the douche or enema nozzle, all of which felt wonderful as they were inserted and touched a wonderfully sensitive spot inside. The enema ejected through the side holes of the douche nozzle with the Higgenson syringe being squeezed felt even better.

I had RT taken many times when very young. Felt grown up when ‘graduated’ to oral thermometer. Hated enemas growing up. Probably the cramps from the hot soapy liquid. Didn't get into enemas until my 20s. I still have a glass rectal thermometer that I periodically use. Given myself enemas many times, though prefer it when someone else administers the enema

I wasn't given many enemas growing up and I was quite young when my parents stopped taking my temperature rectally however when I became older I became fascinated with both and I kinda wish I was given both when I was younger.