Examination when younger

I can also remember my school physicals. Sometimes the doctor watched in my panty and sometimes he felt my testicles .. I hated it but now i like it.

Sometimes I wonder if there is some kind of blocking that goes on in my memory. I know very well that I had school examinations when young and that there was something unsettling about them, because I was always filled with dread at the prospects of having to submit to them. Days ahead of the date, I would have butterflies in my stomach and feel helpless and embarrassed just thinking about them. And when i was in my teens, I vividly remember fellow students making (what they thought to be) dirty jokes about the upcoming exams. Boys would smirk knowingly and make cupping hand signals, as if feeling testicles, make jokes about tent-poles in underpants and things like that.

But for all those clear memories of the anticipation, I have no recollection at all of actually going to a school exam. No memories, not even vague, of being examined in any way at all by a school doctor.

When i read all the accounts here I often feel a bit envious. I wish I could relish such memories now, think back on and in my mind at least, relive school exams.

But I really can't. And yet here I am with an interest in this medfet stuff like nothing else. I find it odd, but don't fret about it. Still, I'd like to remember more. Does anyone else have this shortcoming too? Or maybe have any suggestions on how to recover forgotten memories, short of going to a hypnotist or therapist?

@ Agracier

i think that comes cause back then you didnt like it and teh brain wants to get it out the mind as fast as it can...mayb thats why u dont he any detaild memories

I agree with Agracier. I'm certain the catalyst for my fetish was medical examinations at an early age but like you I have only very vague memories of these exams, I recall the embarrassment but little of the actual exams.

@ Agracier

i think that comes cause back then you didnt like it and teh brain wants to get it out the mind as fast as it can...mayb thats why u dont he any detaild memories

That's certainly true, pretty certain of it.

But the thing is, I've changed my mind now and would really like to remember, if the memories have been suppressed, they must have been worth suppressing. Wish I knew what it was ... ha ha

I was in the hospital when I was 11 years old. After I check-in, the nurse gave me a bath before dr exam me in bed.

First experiences with anything can be more memorable so I remember them better. I remember my first adult physical exam in my 20s really well because I had to strip completely, wear a gown only, and got my first rectal exam. I have had several exams since where I had to strip down, wear a gown only, and got a rectal exam but I don't remember the details of many of those individually the way I remember that first one. Same thing with my first sports physical in the gym in junior high and my first in high school. I remember in general what happened for all of those exams because they were a lot the same but other than the first few of anything those experiences were individually not memorable. Unless something unusual happens, I don't remember repeated experiences exactly.

I think it is not odd when people remember in detail their most memorable experience.

I vividly remember the first exam I got from a female doctor when I was wrestling in school. That was most memorable since she made me strip completely from the beginning, and I was always in gown and underwear at previous male doctor.

The other one I vividly remember was the last exam I had from her before going to college, as she did a first "rectal" exam on me. I vividly remember telling me to hold still and it will be cold, and felt her pushing gently on the outside and feeling slight pressure. I guess this may not have been a real "rectal" exam as I don't think she fully inserted her finger, but that was burned into my mind, as that was the first time a woman ever examined me there.

She was a very caring and through doctor though, as I always ended up naked when I visited her, even if I was not there to have the annual school/sports physical form signed. I sometimes kept my briefs on after getting told to undress, but as she came in and exchanged a few words, she always told me to "OK, please take off your briefs."

I still remember exactly what the exam room looked like, with solid wood desks and exam table.

One thing that sticks out the most however, is lying on the exam table on my back, telling me to keep my hands to my side, and commenting if it hurt when the penis was "like that."

I can definitely remember the exams I had when I was a child, and some of the adult ones too.

I remember because from the time I reached puberty (around 12.5 years old) until I was 18 years old I had to go to the doctors every 90 days and as I got older it was twice a year and then I had my home inspections.

I still recall certain details of early examinations, mosy likely because they were "firsts". The sights, sounds, smells, standing there stripped to my underpants, are still fresh in my minds eye. I had my first rectal exam at the age of 14. Our family doctor was was slow and deliberate in his approach to that procedure and the genital and hernia checks. I have never forgotten the experience. It was my first of many "complete" physicals - my mothers term for it when she made the appointment. I still get aroused when I think about it. Someday I'd like meet a play doctor who could help me relive it.

. It was my first of many "complete" physicals - my mothers term for it when she made the appointment. I still get aroused when I think about it.

Yes, the idea of someone else, an older female especially, making sure that you get a complete physical is special. Since I'm certain that the older ladies knew what they were ordering at the doctor, I wonder if they didn't secretly in some way find it pleasurable to have the authority to do so. After all, they must surely have known how embarrassing a 'complete' physical must be ... 😃

Agracier makes a cogent point about older women - our female parent and relatives. I was born in 1944 and grew up in the 50's and 60's. My mother and her sisters all belived in frequent enemas for their childrens' general health and well being, so they were commonly given on a regular basis. Until we turned 12 or so, when I stayed over at my cousin's house on a weekend, Saturday night often included an enema before bedtime for both my cousin and me. To be naked from the waist down, in a submissive position, and receiving an enema from one's aunt was a most powerful and profound emotional situation for me. I always felt that mother and aunts had complete control of us boys. So when she said "complete physical" I didn't quesiton it - I just went like a good boy. The opening scene in movie "The Aviator" shows Leonardo DeCaprio as a young Howard Hughes being bathed by his mother in a washtub in family kitchen. I know what the real Hughes must have been feeling.

our female parent and relatives. I was born in 1944 and grew up in the 50's and 60's. My mother and her sisters all belived in frequent enemas for their childrens' general health and well being .... To be naked from the waist down, in a submissive position, and receiving an enema from one's aunt was a most powerful and profound emotional situation for me.

I had a Belgian aunt like that. Very very nice, when we were on vacation there when I was young you could say she liked to spoil me with ice cream, food and stuff. But at the same time her thing however was suppositories, supervision and then a bath with her and the household help in their underclothes washing me and my cousin together ... that is indeed powerful and made a lasting impression ... I think she (and her help) really liked to get us boys naked and then 'take care of us' in ways that were somewhat embarrassing and maybe enjoyable for her in some sort of domineering manner. In any case far different from what I was used to at home.

Her attentions and administrations made a very lasting impression on me. Wish I could remember more or have had more ...

I remember because from the time I reached puberty (around 12.5 years old) until I was 18 years old I had to go to the doctors every 90 days and as I got older it was twice a year and then I had my home inspections.

That is an interesting frequency of exams. If you are willing to share more details as to the reason for such frequent exams, as well a details about the extent of the exams,and also the details of the home inspections, I suspect members would be interested in hearing.

The one that I had the summer I turned 14 remains in my mind to this very day in vivid detail. In my mind's eye I see the exam room, where the furniture was placed, the noise from the hallway on one side, the noises from the street on the other. I remember all the various aspects of being examined, in order, how each felt, and what was going through my mind at the time. I bet there are a lot of us here in forum who can point to one medical experience that left an indelible impression.

Every ninety days? The only thing I can think of is tuberculosis. Please tell more.

I recall only few episodes with doctors from youth - things that shocked me or other impressed me - in short, the most embarrassing times.

I very vaguely recall being in briefs at school for a medical and having to pull my briefs down at some point (impressive highlight). I recall vividly a digital rectal exam for appendicitis, on a home call. I recall making a face when the doctor announced suppositories on a prescription. I vaguely recall a check for phimosis. I recall a booster shot during teenage years.

That is an interesting frequency of exams. If you are willing to share more details as to the reason for such frequent exams, as well a details about the extent of the exams,and also the details of the home inspections, I suspect members would be interested in hearing.

The frequency for the exams was because I lived in upstate NY and the weather would change all the time and for some reason I would always get sore throats...back then it was called strep throats. Because of my strep throats my mom would take me to the doctor all the time. However, when I went to the doctors for some odd reason he would have the parents wait in the waiting room and the nurse would bring the child back into the exam rooms where we were instructed to remove our clothes and just leave our underwear on. At which time the nurse the would take our height and weight and then have me sit on the exam table...take our blood pressure and make me roll over on my stomach..remove my undies and exposing my butt...she would then insert a thermometer into my anus, wait a while remove it and take my temperature reading. I would roll back over...adjusting my undies and sit there waiting for the doctor.

Once he arrived, he would listen to my heart...look into my nose, ears and eyes and into my throat...he would take a long swap and take a cutler of my sore throat and swipe the swab onto a dish. After that he would wash his hands and tell me to lay down. He would then approach the exam table after washing his hands and palpate my chest and listen to my chest with his stethoscope. He would keep palpating and moving his hand down my lower abdomen and place his hand underneath my waistband of my undies....he would feel around the base of my penis and then have me remove the undies and spread my legs a bit and he would feel my testicles and my taint area and then holding the base of my penis (which was already erect) with his other hand he would palpate my penis up & down. At this point, my penis was throbbing and very erect. He would continue feeling the head of my penis. My penis is very sensitive and with the same hand and his hand firmly holding the base, he would rub my frenulum and I would have a dry orgasm as my penis would throb in his hand. After my dry orgasm...he would have me roll over onto my butt and give me an ejection which was a shot in my butt. I would get dressed and he would give my a lollipop and once I dressed, the nurse came in and took me out of the exam room and escorted me to my mother.

As the years went on and I continued to have these sore throats my mother took me to the same doctor....but this time as I started reaching puberty and it was always the same exam...when it came time for the doctor to examine my penis I would ejaculate and a small amount of cum would ooz out.

Everytime I had an exam, either the nurse or the doctor would speak to my mother and give her the prescription for medicine. This time the doctor had recommend to my mother that she bring me in for a check because I'm going through puberty and to check my growth and development. My mother wasn't sure what that meant and neither did I.

A month later arrived and I wasn't sick and I was being forced to see the doctor and I was complaining and frighted and freak out. When we got to the doctors office the nurse had us both go back to the exam room. i was freaking out because if the doctor did the exam he normally does, my mother is going to see everything especially if I cum.

The nurse again had me undress and told my mother to sit in the chair which was next to the exam table and you can see everything. The nurse did the same thing weighed and measured me, took my blood pressure but no anal thermometer. I was sitting in my undies and back then we had "tighty whities/white brief undies" I was sitting up and waiting for the doctor to arrive. I just looked down at the floor and said nothing and my heart was beating. The doctor walked in and said hello to my mother and my mother asked the doctor what is the purpose of this visit and what is growth and development mean. He explained to her since I"m going through puberty its best to have frequent check ups and that he explained to my mother that every time he examined my and my genitals that I would have an orgasm and that I have issues with premature ejaculation and that could cause problems later down in life. He palpated my lower abdomen and then had me remove my undies. Out of his pocket he took a latex rubber glove and had me roll over I felt him applying some lube into my butt hole and I felt him insert his fingers feeling my prostate..I felt as if I had to piss. He was talking to my mother but wasn't sure what he was saying....from there he had me roll over and on my back...he had me bend my legs towards my chest and again inserted his finger. After he removed his finger and removed his glove. He went to the sink and washed his hands and I laid there naked after washing and drying his hands...he told my mother to stand up and showed her that I'm producing pubic hair and with his hand he took the base of my penis and held it...at this point I was looking up at the ceiling and my penis was throbbing and I wanted to cum...but I was hold back as much as I can. I remember him asking my mother if she noticed any stains in my undies or bed sheets and as he spoke he examined my penis and I ejaculated. My mother was in shock and I was very embarrassed. He went to the sink got some tissues and cleaned me up and told me to get dressed and wait outside the waiting room.

I am not sure what they spoke about but I heard my mother saying something that my father had issue with pre-mature ejaculation. The doctor also gave her some brochures to take home and read. When she walked out and seen her holding onto these brochures but wasn't clearly sure what they said...one of the brochures read something to the fact "boys and puberty" and "growth in pubescent boys" and another one...ever since then I never seen those brochures.

However, in that time frame about a week later...I was no longer to wear shorts or pajamas in the house and my mother brought home from Kmart new hanes undies for me to wear around the house...I was only to wear undies or undies & white t-shirts in the house. My mother was a very controlling and dominating women. She was divorced and we lived in a 3bedroom/1bath apartment with my younger sister. She didn't have to go through these exams and now home inspections.

As I would be hanging out in the apartment in my undies...I would notice my mother always eyeing me up and down and she would glance and steer at my bulge. I wasn't told anything about home inspections. The first time my home inspection started, my mother came into my room in the morning hour...she sat on the bed next to me I was kind of waking up and wondering what she was doing in my bedroom sitting next to me because she has never did that before. She told me she was going to start giving me home inspections that she would need to monitor my growth. I wasn't sure what that meant...but she removed the sheets exposing me just laying there in my undies. She wanted me to lift my arms and she looks and felt my armpits. She then removed her hand from my armpit and smelled her fingers and told me that I needed to start wearing deodorant and that my body is going through changes. She then placed her hand onto my bulge of my undies and felt it a bit. She asked me to remove my undies which I did and spread my legs...she felt my balls and my ball sac and my penis was already hard. She took my penis and started feeling it upwards and I came immediately...she took tissue out of her housecoat and wiped up my cum and was very disappointed and told me next time I would have to control my erections and not cum and she actually screamed at me and made me feel horrible.

To be continued.......

I recall only few episodes with doctors from youth - things that shocked me or other impressed me - in short, the most embarrassing times.

I very vaguely recall being in briefs at school for a medical and having to pull my briefs down at some point (impressive highlight). I recall vividly a digital rectal exam for appendicitis, on a home call. I recall making a face when the doctor announced suppositories on a prescription. I vaguely recall a check for phimosis. I recall a booster shot during teenage years.

You recall and have related far more than almost anybody!

Oh puhleeze I simply don't believe a word of this. This is cut out of whole cloth. You had dry orgasms as a child with the doctor? Your mother masturbated you? C'mon you expect us to believe you? I was born at night but not last night. Please save your fantasies for the appropriate section. It's all total bs. This about Mboyd's account not Pecans.

Susie, but I don't recall the full event. I'm amazed when people are capable of telling how things happened 35 years ago, with all names, events and details. I just recall what impressed or embarrassed me. For instance, I'm wholly incapable of saying why I had to take these suppositories, for what ailment. And often I have no exact idea about the age in which things happened. I did not take notes or record a diary!

Oh puhleeze I simply don't believe a word of this. This is cut out of whole cloth. You had dry orgasms as a child with the doctor? Your mother masturbated you? C'mon you expect us to believe you? I was born at night but not last night. Please save your fantasies for the appropriate section. It's all total bs. This about Mboyd's account not Pecans.

I can understand your comments and respect your comments. However, I didn't explain in details about my mother...she had sever mental problems...she was very controlling and dominating and this was one of the reasons why my parents got divorced. I was verbally abused and sexually abused by mother when I was younger and experienced things no child should endure. My mother once had my sister jerk me off and had me insert my fingers into her pussy and when my mother dated and had a boyfriend, he was bisexual and he would also play with my penis and on occasion I would jerk him off. When I turned 18 years old it all stopped as I moved out of New York State and never spoke to my mother until the day she passed away. When this happen it was back in the 80's as I was growing up. The doctor did this to several children in town as some parents changed doctors...as my mother and several mothers were convinced of his actions. He was never arrested because he was a "pillar of the community" and I guess back in those days it was a different time and we came from a very small town. Many of my friends and there parents made there children walk around in there undies and inspected there children. My sister was also "molested" and touch inappropriately by the doctor on several occasions.

Boys do have dry orgasm....boys jerk off before puberty and cum does not come out...but an orgasm is achieved. When you get older as a boy and reach puberty, your penis enlarges, you get stronger orgasms and your produce more sperm.

As for my relationship with my family...its non-existent but I occasionally do speak to my younger sister. I have not seen her for many, many years. My father has passed as well and prior to that, I haven't spoken to him as well.

If this was a "fantasy" then full sex would have happen...but full sex never happen...nobody forced me to have sex with the doctor. I didn't suck my mothers titties, or give the doctor a blowjob... there was no anal sex or vaginal sex between the children or adults....that is fantasy. Before you make your claims....you should realize there are many of us that grew up in dysfunctional homes with some sort of abuse and its very common and this happens more then you think.

If true you grew up in Child Abuse City. I'm sorry for you.

I don't remember a lot of my exams when I was little, except one, the first time my doc asked to check my genitals. But I definitely all of them since I started getting into med-fet! As we grow older, our memory will wane with time, so it may simply be more of a recency effect.

I have not had a physical in years. I had to have one 5 years ago before I started college. I had a woman doctor and she didn't look at it touch my genital area. The last physical I had where my genitals were checked was when I was in 10th grade for school. The doctor had me strip down to my underwear and he had me lay back on the table and he lifted the band of my boxers and took a good look inside and the palpatated on me just below my belt line above my penis. I wish I would have a woman doctor do that to me. I would feel more comfortable with a woman looking in my underwear then a man.

As a teen, my exams always consisted of stripping down to nothing with a gown. The doctor would then adjust the gown as needed, but by the end of the exam, it would be completely off. Exams usually ended with him feeling my penis from the base to the glans and then rolling each testicle to check for masses. The requisite turn and cough test followed, and the a quick look at my anus.

I remember getting physicals the same time every year with the same doctor. The procedure was nearly identical every year; some years a hearing test was added and some years a vision test was done. Shots came at what felt like random intervals and luckily I was never wary of shots.

The biggest change I experienced regarding my exams was regarding the genitak exams. Up until 11 or 12 a parent stayed in the room and the doctor did the genital exam with me lying down. I remember he would say "I'm going to take a quick look at your privates" and then he would reach into my underwear rather than lower them which prevented most exposure.

When I was about 13 and went on my own I remember the doctor had me stand to do the genital exam. That was the first year he also specially mentioned he was checking my development and the health of my testicles.

I think these exams are easy to remember because they are usually filled with things that make kids nervous and uncomfortable and unpleasant things are more easily recalled than pleasant things.

I'm pretty amazed that a number of people have had doctors reach into their underwear to examine them

I wouldn't dream of doing this myself. I don't even pull the underwear down unless the patient is comatose. I always ask the patient to remove them themselves. With young children I ask the parent to do it.

Why are you amazed??? This is most common to the guys I spoke to....going back to my experiences the teenage boys growing up in my town that had the same doctor that I had experienced pretty much the same...some didn't cum like I did but many did get erections.

I have a childhood friend and he also went to the same doctor. As we grew up together...we would play "doctor" and take turns examining each other. As we grew older and became teenagers, when I slept over his house (for sleepovers) it was custom we both hung out in undies and when we feel asleep we slept in the same bed and jerk each other off. Because we had this common bond with the doctor "molesting" us it turned out we also played with each other.

This went on for years...I'm gay and he is straight with a wife and two kids. We are like brothers and we often meet up every year...he comes to Florida where I live for about 3-4days without his wife and kids and we play around as if we were kids and swap stories with each other.

As an adult, I've had many friends that when they go to the doctors, the doctors always check there genitals.....just a few years ago I had a friend that had some issues with his back..he was new in town and I recommended him to my doctor. Although I don't like going to doctors, I have to go know because I have Type 2 diabetes. He wanted me to go with him. As we sat in the waiting room, the doctor calls us in and to my surprise my friend asked me to come into the room. Since the nurses all know me, and they didn't seem to mind...I went back with him. He was nervous so I understood. He doesn't know about my past abuse nor does the doctor. As we were sitting in the exam room I was siting in the chair next to the exam table and once the nurse did the blood pressure and temperature....the doctor came into the room...asked him some questions...had him go into the bathroom and gave him a piss sample...to my surprise...the doctor asked him to stand up...and drop his draws...and the doctor checked his penis and felt round.

I looked away but kind of peaked...LOL. So having doctors check genitals is not so strange to me or many of us on this board.