Sometimes,all it takes is an image:
And "it's off to the races"
Seeing this image; the filled and very soapy enema solution being held in this bag ready for nozzle insertion and then the release inside had me go prepare for for a nice soapy enema. But first, a quick "clean-out" enema of a lower volume to provide space in my lower colon for my real enema. I filled the bag with warm water, slipped the nozzle into me, put on my sheer shorts and carried the bag downstairs and out into the yard. I had repositioned my hammock so that the shepherds hook was position corrected for me to hang the bag and allow me to be in my hammock. Even with the nozzle firmly seated in my rectum, getting into the hammock was more difficult than I had planned because the exposed end of the nozzle and the hose kept trying to get hung in the mesh weaving of the hammock. Note to self: Don't climb into a hammock with the nozzle already inserted.
Finally positioned in the hammock, I opened the valve and allowed the water to flow in. It flowed in quickly and there was some pressure as the water tried to flow up past the solids in my colon. I'd back the flow off when the pressure seemed a little high and I could feel the water find its way further past my sigmod and into the descending colon. Since this was a smaller enema, my ability to move around while holding the enema inside me was much easier. I watched the fireflies light up my yard in the near darkness as the bag drained into me. Once empty, I closed the valve, disconnected the hose and let the combination of the nozzle and the in-line check valve hold in the solution. There was a gentle churning in my gut and my penis was good and stiff. but there was no urgency to release. I had taken off my watch and my Fitbit since they both light up when rotated. They could give away my presence in the backyard, though I don't think anyone was watching out for a figure on my side of the fence taking an outdoor enema. The bug repellent that I had put on earlier seemed to be keeping mosquitoes away.
Finally, I could feel the urge building to allow the enema out of me. It was strong and I didn't fear a blowout, but prudence suggested it was time to go back inside and pull the plug. It was a little easier getting out og the hammock with the hose disconnected, but the nozzle kept being pulled on by the openings in the hammock weaving. I lifted the empty bag off the hook, coiled up the hose and went back inside the house. Once in the bathroom, I hung the bag back on the shower curtain and slowly withdrew the nozzle which was being a very effective plug. There was a slight gush as the nozzle slipped out of my rectum. I carefully laid it on the bottom of the tub and then sat back and relaxed to prepare for the outflow that I was about to release. Once I was ready, I simply relaxed the muscles and allowed them to do the work without me adding any additional force. Long, continuous streams of enema water flowed out of me and with it the softened stool. I could feel those solids passing down through my colon well before they reached my rectum and emptied into the toilet. Because of the lower volume, it didn't take me long to empty out. I laid on the bed to allow any additional liquid to drain, but there was relatively little. I wa relaxed and drifted off to sleep for a short nap.
When I awoke, there was the main course to prepare.
Three liters of just Ivory soap and warm water. Lots of soap. I didn't weigh it, but I'm guessing 60 grams or about two-thirds of a bar (knowing how much volume a full shaved bar occupies in my containers that store my shaved soap). The solution was good and milky and I inserted one of my DBC nozzles and inflated the inner balloon only slightly (just enough to hold it in). I inflated the outer balloon to feel the tension it put on my rectum as I used the internal muscles to seat the nozzle in its initial position. Unhooking the enema bag from the shower curtain rod, I walked into the bedroom with the bag and hung it on the bedpost so that it would be above my head. Deflating the outer balloon, I got on the bed on all fours and then eventually on my back.
I set the stopwatch function on my cellphone and with the click of the valve, started timing as this warm soapy solution flowed into me. I could tell immediately that this was more concentrated than normal. I kept the inner ballon only minimally inflated because as I used the abdominal muscles to draw the solution in with kegel contractions, the combination of the lubricant and the soapy allowed the nozzle to flex, slide and stimulate my prostate. I glanced back at the bag and there was just a half liter left to go. I gradually inflated the inner balloon to help seal me as I approached the end of the bag. As the last bit flowed in, I touched the phone display for the first "lap" and then closed the valve. Five minutes and thirty eight seconds and now the timer was running for a true hold time for the full volume. I inflated the outer balloon. The inner one wasn't completely filler so it could still move slightly within my rectum
At first,, there wasn't much action. Lots of tingly sensations that characterize these higher concentration soap and/or glycerin enemas. Experience has taught me that the initial challenge doesn't come until about 10 minutes of holding. More or less on time at 11 minutes 48 seconds. Not an urge to expel, so much, as it was a wave of contractions forming and moving through my colon. I rotated my hips to use the outer ballon a a way to flex and move the inner balloon and tip inside me as I tried to draw the nozzle into me. The waves were getting stronger and more regular which was what I was wanting and waiting for. Once into a regular contraction and rocking rhythm, I could feel the tension building inside me. It's an interesting push-pull of wanting to relieve the pressure and wanting to pull it in more (or to fill myself with just a little more). But I know what's cumming and it's going to be me from deep, deep inside.
Unlike a "normal" fast orgasm that comes from external stroking, these deep orgasms are a bit harder to control. They can take a while to build if there is limited external stroking, but they can also arrive like a thunderclap after a long buildup, like a gradual stretching of a rubber band up to it's maximum limit and then the sudden release of energy when the band breaks. And so, that's what happened with this...all of a sudden in the space of a few seconds I realized that I was going the edge and the orgasm was cumming as a deep, almost overwhelming wave. With the balloon only partially inflated, there is the immediate concern of the balloon popping out because of the relaxing release of the orgasm. But the nozzle was positioned well to stay in pace and there was no apparent leakage. As the wave took me, I did reach down and grab the bulb to inflate the balloon a little more to hold it in place. I was aware of thee semen squirted all over my stomach in addition to a more steady flow after the initial contractions.
One of the best parts of this type of orgasm is that during the actual orgasm, the sensations of the nozzle (in this case the inflated balloon) and the fullness of the colon, and particularly the rectum provide an incredible stimulus and power to the orgasm. But the other side of this is when the orgasm subsides, there can be an overwhelming and sometimes uncontrollable urge to push everything out in a mighty gush and release. With larger volumes, I usually have no real choice or capacity to hold the enema any longer and its really up to the equipment I'm using to hold it in (uncomfortable as that may be). and sometimes that is a lost cause. Could I ride out this initial urge because I had space in my colon to allow the liquid to be squeezed back and forth?
That urge gradually diminished though it was what I classify as the initial set of maximum cramps. I knew they would eventually return and that I'd finally "give in" and release the enema. I've not had a secong assgasm from continuing to hold an enema, though it would be interesting to see if that's possible. As I relaxed, the intensity of the cramps subsided somewhat. The timer said 22 minutes had passed. How much longer could I hold it?
Another eight minutes before the urge to expel became overwhelming again. I carefully rolled out of bed and carefully seated myself on the toilet. The balloon was about half deflated when the pressure pushed it and the soapy enema out of me.
The rinse was a bit challenging because my rectum was sensitized. But after two slow rinses, the liquid ran out nearly clear. I slipped my my Njoy 2.0 XL into me, crawled into bed and fell into a deep sleep. The Njoy plug is still inserted as I write this.