Bill's story:

I had never had an enema in my life. I was told that I needed to take two fleets enemas before my first sigmoidoscopy. I took one and felt that was sufficient. When the doctor started my exam he stopped and said that I needed to be completely cleaned out. He called a nurse to come and told her that I would need two enemas. I followed her to a treatment room that had an adjoining toilet.

The nurse told me to lay on my side. She pulled my gown up, parted my buttocks and rather roughly inserted a nozzle that felt rather large. The water seemed to rush into me and I felt almost immediately that I had to go to the bathroom. I told her that I had to go and she told me that I would have to take the entire bag. I was in a bit of a panic, worried that I would not be able to hold the enema. The water flowed into me relentlessly. I had never felt anything like it, the way the warm water felt in my insides, against my prostate; all the sensations. I was becoming aware that I was getting aroused and this made me all the more nervous. Finally she said the bag was finished, but said that I needed to hold it for 5 minutes. She pulled the nozzle out and told me to move my legs together. I had a hard cramp come on and squeezed my buttocks together as tightly as I could. Finally, she let me expel. I thought I was finished. But saw that she had filled another, larger volume bag and placed it on the IV pole.

She told me to kneel and bend over, head down on the exam table. I was very embarrassed, but reluctantly got in position. She spread my cheeks with her left hand and inserted the nozzle with her right hand. She was clinical and rather rough. This time I knew I was immediately very aroused. She undid the clasp and let the water flow into me very quickly. I felt very full quickly and asked her to please stop, that I had to go. She just impassionately replied that the doctors orders were for the full bag, and that I needed to hold it. I was afraid I would ejaculate on the table. The cramps were very strong at several points. The bag was over two quarts. There was something about being so exposed, so vulnerable, and having no control over my body and knowing I had to go through with this that was extremely arousing. Before the bag was completely finished, she had me move onto my back with my knees to the side. After holding that position for a minute or two, I had to move to my right side, then to my left side. Several times I said that I couldn't hold it and asked her to please stop. She just continued. I managed not to ejaculate on the table but did on the toilet after she left the room.

I became curious about enemas and asked my wife if she would give one to me. She looked at me and said no, and that she thought that was a very odd thing indeed to ask for. I found myself trying to experience again that very erotic feeling that day.

Pete's story

Pete had some medical problems that needed to get checked out at the Mayo Clinic. His doctor ordered a complete medical exam. As part of the exam, he was required to have a barium x ray, a proctoscopic exam, and a complete colonoscopy, each on separate days.

Mayo had a nursing service that gave prepatory enemas right at the hotel rooms. The nurses evidently were retired nurses, a little bit older. They were no nonsense nurses and you knew you had had an enema when they were finished! They used cans to administer the enemas, and put him first on the side, then in the bottoms up position to hold the enemas.

Tom's story

I was in the Marine Corps and got a stomach wound when I was in Vietnam. I was sent to a hospital in Hawaii. The doctors didn't want you to have a bowel movement so that your wound could heal. I was used to getting enemas from my mother. I had learned to enjoy them. However, these enemas were given pretty roughly. We were taken to a treatment room and put nude on a metal trough. There were three troughs and we were cycled through them, taking turns. The orderlies would give us two to three enemas over a period of several hours. The enemas were the same volume for all ; three quarts and had to be held for ten minutes as they wanted the water to churn and work inside you. The last enema was often a cool water rinse.

We were suspended from a devise that allowed us to be filled and then expel without being moved. They used a single balloon retention devise to make us hold the enema. I used to cum on myself. It was embarrassing. The orderlies often made comments about seeing how much we could hold, us cumming, etc.

Some of the guys would scream from the pain. I always enjoyed it. I still have fantasies about being made to hold a three quart enema for ten minutes or longer.

Mike's story

The summer that I was eighteen I had a girlfriend and we spent a lot of time together. I used to get enemas at home from my mother when I was younger, and i still liked to snoop under the sinks to see if other people had enema equipment there. I was in a bathroom at my girlfriends that was between two bedrooms. I was looking under the sink and in walked her mother!! She asked me what the heck I thought I was doing. I stammered and apologized,, said I was just looking. She told me it was not nice to go through peoples things, and that she would have to tell my parents. I asked her to please not tell them. She said I had to be taught a lesson, and to take off my clothes right now. She took out the enema equipment and said she was going to give one to me, and that if I told a soul she would tell my parents that I was in her things. I slowly began to take my clothes off, and hesitated when I was down to my briefs. She told me to bend over the bathtub. I bent over and she pulled my briefs down to my knees. I was so embarrassed!! Then she put a lubricated finger into my rectum,, then inserted a nozzle and undid the clasp. She quickly filled me with the contents of the bag. When it was finished she made me stand and hold it for almost 10 minutes. I was squirming, trying to hold it and not have an accident. Finally she let me expel the enema, and then she drove me home. I never told anyone about it. I never went over there again.

Rudy's story

When I was eighteen and a senior in high school I had to have a hernia operation. I had to get a preparatory enema. To my great embarrassment, the nurse came in with a candy striper following her who sat behind me in math class!! I was not given a choice as to whether I wanted this girl observing me. I was told to lay on my side, and my gown was lifted up. I was quickly getting an erection. After I was filled the nurse told me to turn onto my back with my knees up. My erection caused a tent to form with the gown. As I held the enema, I spurted and came. I never could look at that girl in the eye again!!

My story

When I was 18 I worked in the kitchen in a hospital. After some months I was chosen to work on the floors, delivering trays, and menus, and picking them up. I am very modest myself, and always respected the patient's privacy by knocking first before entering a room if the door was closed. I knocked on a closed door once and was told to enter. There was a curtain pulled between beds one and two, and the patient and a nurse were in the window side. I heard the patient saying "stop, please stop. I can't hold anymore! " I could see the nurse holding up a nozzle in her hand and with her other hand handing me the menu. A woman about 40 was face down on the bed, with her gown to the side. I wondered how she must feel telling the nurse to have a high school girl from the kitchen walk in while she was getting an enema!!

Later when I was 23 I worked at the same hospital in the psych units. The medications frequently caused the patients to become constipated. Some of the nurses hated to give enemas. However, as part of the nursing staff, I would hear details about enemas given to the patients. Sometimes our nurses had to give enemas as one of our patients needed to have a barium x-ray. We always had Castile soap packets on the counters. This was in the 70's.

One of the head nurses I worked under commented that this patient had requested a fleets enema for the third time and exclaimed "she must LIKE enemas". She said she would order an enema that she wouldn't like this time. I saw this huge glass bottle come from the pharmacy. I have no idea what was in the solution. I was very aware that I wanted to watch this but also wondered why she had to punish this woman.