Most memorable rectal temps as a kid

I remember several situations.

When I was 10 or eleven, my brother and I were ill, pneumonia or something like that. We both were brought to hospital and there we got measured 3 times a day, lying in the same room. During the stay and afterwards we talked about it a lot. Another situation was, before I was in hospital, I stayed at home for a few days. My dad always took my temperature while I stood up. One situation was in the morning when I had a shower and my dad called me to come to the dining room. I was naked at that point of time. On the table there was a marzipan cake. My dad was sitting behind me when I took a peace of that cake. In that moment when I bit into it, my dad rapidly inserted the thermometer in my bum so I nearly distorted that cake. Every time I ate that cake again afterwards I had to think of that funny situation...

When I was 13 the prostate was inflammation. In hospital the first times of getting the thermometer in my bum was painful. But afterwards I found it embarrassing.

When I was 16 I had a tonsillitis and my older brother took the temperature to tell my parents afterwards what's going on with me. But he also found it funny to anger me so he inserted nearly 3/4 length of the thermometer that really hurted.

This story is already post under another topic. The most memorable rectal temperature was when I woke up hot and I went into the living room and laid in the floor where it was cool and my mom found me in the floor and felt my forehead and took my temperature rectally between 2am and 3pm. I just dropped my pants and underwear down and there I was over my mom's lap with a thermometer in my butt.

My most memorable rectal temperature taking was when I was about 5 or 6 in the hospital, having my tonsils taken out. The nurse pulled the curtain around my bed and was holding a thermometer that had the bulb covered in vaseline, and she told me she was just going to take my temperature and to turn over. I turned over and was lying on my belly with my white underwear sticking through the back of my hospital gown when the nurse pulled down my underwear and put in the thermometer.

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When I was kid, I hated every rectal temp. that was taken. It was humiliating, and could sometimes be uncomfortable. I learned to enjoy them immensely as an adult.

I was just about 2 years old and I remember my mom had me over her lap. My diaper was opend and I felt something cold being inserted and did not know what it was and I did nothing but kick my feet and squirmed around the whole time.

I don't really have a most memorable memory of myself, but I do have two very vivid memories from childhood witnessing my cousin have her temperature taken. I believe I've told this story on another post, but I walked in to see my mom holding a thermometer in her bottom. I believe she was around age one and I must've been about three. I remember immediately crying because I thought I was going to end up with the thermometer in my bottom next, but I didn't. She ended up in the hospital for that illness (pneumonia, I believe) and I witnessed her having her temperature taken again at the hospital while visiting her. Again, I became distressed because I thought I was going to experience the same procedure.

Starting at the age of 3, my rectal temperature was taken a lot. I had a lot of fever time to time. When my mom was going to take my rectal temperature, I remember dropping my pants; bare bottomed and laying over my mom's lap. Then I felt her separate my cheeks and she inserted the cold thermometer into me and held it in place for 5 minutes and it all took forever. I was ready to get off my mom's lap, pull up my pants, and go back to my toys.

When I was little I always had a fever. But the temperature was taken under my arm, in hospital or at home. My first rectal temps was in university, done by myself.

I honestly can only remember 1 rectal temp as a kid. I was sick and my mom and my aunt chased me into my moms room and I got a rectal temp hat i remember and I think a diaper put on me in front of her closet. It’s one of my first memories I still have as a child

The most memorable, probably when I was 7 or 8 years old. I became sick at school and the nurse called my parents. We ended up going directly to my pediatrician office. It didn’t matter the reason the nurse always told you to undress everything off except your underwear. I was sitting on the exam table then I was told to lay on my stomach. She pulled my briefs down and spread my cheeks apart. After that, it was either “don’t move or hold still” then felt the thermometer slid into my hole. She stood hold the thermometer in and had a conversation with my mom. Before she pulled my underwear up she wiped the excess Vaseline from my butt then I was told to sit up and the doctor would be in shortly.

The first and only rectal temp happened at the hands of the school nurse; I was 8 yrs. old. It may have been a disguised check for worms?? Everyone in our classroom was sent to the nurse's office. The nurse (younger than my Mom) closed the door to the exam room and asked me to lie across her lap; and told me she was going to check my temperature. I'd heard from the other kids about the 'bum temperature' and I was curious so didn't complain (in the early 1960's smart kids didn't challenge those in positions of authority).. My pants and underwear were slid down just enough for access to my little hole; cheeks spread and vaseline dabbed in the center. The thermometer was slid into place, and my bottom was cupped with her holding the thermometer between her fingers. I remember thinking how nice it felt to have my bottom held (was this the start of my anal eroticism, probably). The thermometer started to slide out, and was re-positioned (more nice feelings), then it was perfunctorily removed to a paper towel on the counter and my pants slid up again; no wipe up of the excess vaseline (which meant my buns were sliding against each other for the rest of the school day (felt weird but pleasant). I remember hoping for more temperature checks by the school nurse all through elementary school 😃

Don't recall any specific one

I do recall at first or 2nd grade school nurse gave me (and all my class) one of the mandatory immunization

On the buttocks and our teacher was with us in the nurse room

Another thing when I was older probably around 13 14

Years old my mom took me to e room I had a bad case of serious food poisoning and the male doctor have me some kind of rectal exam with a glove finger will my mom was peeking around the Curtin

When I'm asking her to get out completely

All this happened in Israel

The one rectal temperature experience that I remember most is when mom took me to the children's clinic where we lived. My regular doctor was on vacation when I came down with a flu like bug. It was your typical flu like symptoms....high fever, sneezing and coughing, chills...etc. I was only 6 years old, and this particular clinic was where my cousin Chris went regularly. I remembered going over to his house two days before, and he was a little upset then. He had the same bout of the crud I was having, and they had just gotten back from a visit to the clinic. We were in the floor playing with legos, and I asked him why he was upset. He told me the nurse at the clinic stuck a thermometer up his butt. I asked him why she had to take his temperature like that, because I had gotten use to having mine taken underarm or orally since I was 4. Chris said the nurse told his mom that clinic policy was to take rectal temperatures for any child below age 7. I asked him if it hurt, and he said.... "sort of, it didn't feel good at all, and it was embarrassing because she pulled my underwear all the way down." He had a toy Star Wars storm trooper on the floor with his Legos. He put it on its back an raised it's legs in the air, then said....."this is how the nurse made me lay down on the table when she stuck the thermometer in."

All this was sinking in as we waited. I was getting anxious and worried, but I didn't tell mom what Chris said to me two days before. I figured she might say no to the nurse anyway if she started to take my temperature up the butt. Suddenly we heard a knock on the exam room door, I jumped a little. My heart was racing as a girl in Cinderella scrubs walked in. She asked mom a few questions, then walked over to the counter to take a pack of something from the drawer. She looked over to my mom, and said "since he's only 6, we'll have to take his temperature rectally, okay." Mom affirmed with "okay, that's fine", and the nurse got a temperature probe from the holder on the wall. She took the pack on the counter, and smeared Vaseline on the tip. Mom was taking my pants down, and I started whimpering. The nurse said "it's best to pull his undies all the way down, then scrunch his legs in toward his chest. I started crying and the nurse said "honey it only takes a few seconds, I promise." Mom brought my knees toward my chest, then I felt the slippery probe slide in really far." It was very uncomfortable, but she took it out after just a few seconds like she promised. She wiped my butthole with a tissue, and mom pulled my pants back up. My temperature was 101.6F.......which means 100.6 if she had taken it by mouth like I hoped she would. A female doctor came in a few minutes later and sent me home with delicious tasting pink Amoxicillin. The only good thing I remember about the clinic.

I was 6 or 7 and having a routine exam in at the doctors. His practice was located in a large old house that had been converted. The waiting room door was adjacent to my exam room. I was stripped down to my underpants. At one point the door opened. Embarrassed, I ran to hide behind it. They all thought this was humorous. During the exam I had my temperature taken. I was not expecting this nor do I remember ever having it done before. They had me lay down and turn over and pulled my underpants down. I vividly remember lying there with the nurses hand on my ass holding the thermometer in place. The door did open when this was going on but I was told no one could see me.

When I got home I told some of my friends what had happened. To my surprise some had the experience and some even liked it. It became part of an exam when we played doctor. I do think this was the start of my love for all things anal.

I don't have a lot of memories of RT’s , the only one that comes to mind was when I was 7 or 8 years old. During flu season, I became really sick at school they called my mom to pick me up. The next day, I was feeling even worse (feeling cold) running a fever, so I ended up at my pediatrician office. This was one of the few visits that I wasn’t told to undress to my underwear. Instead, the nurse just asked to hope up on the table an unbutton & unzip my pants. She took some vitals then told me to “lay on your tummy”.

She pulled my pants and underwear down to just a little below my butt. Next, I felt her spread my butt cheeks apart and slid the thermometer into my hole. While she held it in place talked to my mom then wiped my hole after she removed the thermometer. Then I could turn over and pull my pants up and the doctor would be in soon. After the exam was done, the nurse came back in to give my a shot of course I got it in a butt cheek.

The only time that I ever had my rectal temperature taken other than from my mom or my Aunt when I was a kid is when I was in the hospital getting my tonsils taken out.

I was 11 and just got awake from getting them out. A "no nonsense" type females nurse came in, told me she needs to take my temperature. She had me turn on my side, opened up the back of my gown and proceeded to take it. It didn't bother me since I've had my temp taken rectally many times.

My most memorable rectal temperature was when I was in the hospital getting my tonsils out. I had just changed into my gown and was laying in the bed. A nurse pulled the curtain around my bed and was standing at my bedside holding the lubricated thermometer in her hand, telling me to roll over on my belly. I was so scared after getting a really painful needle from another nurse not too long before I was admitted, I protested until she assured me the only thing I was getting was my temperature taken at that time. I still remember rolling over on my belly and feeling her open the back of my gown and pull my undies down. I remember the cool sensation of the thermometer as it was inserted and her telling me to "hold still like a good boy". I remember laying there for 3 minutes with the thermometer inside me and then she pulled out the thermometer and wiped off the vaseline. She announced my temperature to my mother, wrote it on the chart and pulled up my undies. I later found out the worst was yet to come.

I remember one time being picked up from school early because I must have been sick. We got home and I was told to lay on my bed. Pants were pulled down and thermometer was inserted up my butt

Temp: I had similar experiences (being brought back looking feverish and asked to take my temperature straight away) but in my case mom just brought me the thermometer, I was supposed to roll on the side under bed covers and stick it in myself.

How old were you?

When I was 18 and my Doctor surprised me with a rectal temperature said it was more accurate

I posted this a few years ago before I temporarily deleted my old account, it still is my most memorable rectal temp as a kid: When I was seven or eight: all the other kids in the hospital room had their temperatures taken rectally by the nurse while lying on their stomach, but my mom insisted that she would take mine while I was on my back in "diaper position" -- in front of the other kids. I have rarely felt more humiliated and embarrassed. Today, in my mid thirties, the "diaper position" with a female nurse or doctor taking my rectal temperature is one of my favorite phantasies...

Three years old. Nurse took it while in the hospital.She ran the tip up and down my crack. Then inserted it and moved it in and out

It's still just as vivid 60 years later as it was the day it happened. I was about six or so, and went to the doctor's office with my mom for a check-up. Mom sat in the corner while the pretty nurse checked all my vitals. Then she told me to take off my pants and lie on my stomach on the exam table. I still remember the crinkly paper and the feeling of her cool hands on me as she lowered my underwear over my bottom and then pulled it down to my knees while she talked to me in a soothing voice. My senses came alive, not with fear, but with the strange feelings of lying there mostly naked and wondering what might be happening next. I remember the the smell of rubbing alcohol as the nurse prepared the rectal thermometer. I watched her spread lubricant all over it. Then I felt her spread my cheeks apart. The sensation of the cold thermometer being slowly inserted into my rectum was deliciously tantalizing along with her warm hand on my bottom. She held the thermometer there for three full minutes while she talked to my mom, then slowly removed it, checked the reading, and then pulled up my underwear. It was an indelible experience and imprinted me for life--and it became a harmless fetish. Having my rectal temperature taken is still a huge turn-on, and also "playing doctor" with a willing female patient!

It was the proverbial "game changer"; when I was home sick, my Mother came out to the living room where I laid on the couch. She then asked me where I wanted my temperature taken, "Your mouth or your backside?" For God knows whatever reason, I responded indicating I was willing to get it taken as it had always previously been...rectally. The event itself, a mere three minutes or so was uneventful, and soon it was over.

But it's the most memorable for me as I was willing to forego an oral for a rectal temperature. At the time, my decision didn't weigh on me. Years later I began to wonder why I responded as I did.

Anyway, soon I headed into pre-teen and teen years, the rectal temperature not a common practice for me, and it wasn't until I hit my twenties, what lay dormant in me, came back with a force. The rectal temperature would be, has been and still is very much a part of my life.

Two rectal temp experiences stand out. My last one at age 12 for a physical exam at a military clinic and in the hospital when I got my tonsils out when I was around 8. For the hospital one, I woke up after having my tonsils removed because a nurse had rolled me over on my side and had the rectal thermometer already in. I was groggy from the drugs and that was the first time that I had awaken after being returned to my hospital room. I wasn't alert enough to care and went back to sleep as soon as the nurse pulled the thermometer out. I have no idea how long it took for me to sleep off the drugs so I probably had rectal temps several times after that while asleep. I was just in a gown with no underwear so it wasn't as if there was a commotion every time the nurse had to take my temperature. I remember getting a rectal temp one more time just before going home and then my Mom took my temperature that way after we got home. Rectal temps were the standard as far as I know for kids my age and certainly I wasn't alert enough to keep a thermometer under my tongue as all I wanted to do was sleep.

The summer i turned 16 my best friend stayed with me and my mom for 3 weeks cause her mom was away on business. Well we had both gotten some kind of stomach bug and we kept getting sick and between the vomiting and constantly drinking fluids to stay hydrated mom didn't want to risk a oral temperature but wanted an accurate reading. So we both got it taken in the hiney as mom called it. It was embrassing and humiliating and in a way a turn on at the same time seeing mom do it to my friend. After all mom's a doctor she knows best.

My most memorable rectal temp happened right before my 10th birthday. I had been on oral temps both at home and at the pediatrician since my 8th birthday. I had become used to oral temperatures and had become quite a bit more shy about being seen naked by others. I had a nasty reaction to some medication and had become nauseous and was throwing up, My mother took me to the emergency room and when I was admitted the nurse took my temperature rectally. I was pretty much out of it, but when I realized that I was on my tummy with a thermometer in my bottom, I was completely embarrassed. I am sure my face was beet red, but I also noticed that my penis had stiffened against the exam table and that it felt really good. It was about 6 months later that I discovered how to masturbate. I found that the sensation that I was experiencing was intensified if I thought about getting my rectal temperature taken.

My mom loved to take my temperature even when not sick. I’d be sleeping and next thing I knew my pajama’s bottom was pulled down, ass open and a thermometer shoved up my ass.

Mine was at 6 oral to rectal, broke the oral on the bathroom floor, stupid boy. then i discovered the other thermometer, never knew of it so scared of it. looked strange stubby shake then vasoline to hide it. then thumb n forfinger in the virgin hole. felt ugly at first, but curious about 2nd

At age 11 I took my own rectal temperature for the first time in my life. I'd only ever seen it online, in books and once as a by stander. I had no idea what to expect. My technique was deplorable, no lubricant, poor positioning but I wanted to try it so bad. I never had anything in my bottom before. I had my first orgasm there and then.