Until how old did you get suppositories from Mom ?

My last suppository I receved from mom, it happened when I was 10. I stopped having them for constipation at 8 or so, since I got regular I guess. And for fever before.

I remember my mom took me to this doctor cause I got the flu and she told my mom to use suppositories if my fever was high. I thought she wouldnt use them but I was wrong.

I was about 13 -14 from what I remember...seemed like I got them whenever I was sick.

I didn't get any more suppositories after I started school at 5 years old, but by then it had become a fetish and I still think about sexy girls getting them. A huge turn on

@squeezebulb Do you know what kind they were? (14-15 is old for getting from mom!)

Until 17. I remember the last one by mom, I was with high temperature so my mom told me that I need a suppository. I start refusing but my mom come to my bed she pulled down my pajama and my panties, bare bottom lying on my back raised legs, she spreads my cheeks and lube my rectum with some KY. Unfortunately a friend of mine was arriving to my house and she was watching all the scene. I started to cry so loud. Next day she told my boyfriend what happened last night. That was my boyfriends reason to ask me for medical fetish. He took my rectal temp, gave me suppositories and a lot of butt injections.

Suppository. Enema. Spanking. Three words that set my heart racing. Especially when mom uttered them and in particular when I would be on the receiving end. And, I was on the receiving end as long as I lived at home. Into early twenties.

Suppositories were always glycerin. She always had a jar of the long thin children's suppositories. When I was older and graduated to her adult sized suppositories she might still use the longer ones to partly insert after the bigger suppository was well up in place.

In addition to health issues mom would sometimes give me a suppository before a spanking. I have vivid memories of her having 'the talk' with me, news of an impending spanking and her saying, "I'll go and get the suppositories then," Or, "You'd best have a suppository first. Come with me."

I find this incredibly erotic . I actually think you were really lucky especially when you were older. Surely your mother must have enjoyed the process?

Until I was 8 years old, I got suppositories. If I had a fever, nothing else was even considered — only the suppository. I always received it lying on my back with my legs lifted up, the tip of the suppository lightly creamed.

Rectal medicine was the preferred method in our family. I got them till age of 14 but I've seen my sister pulling her panty down for a suppo when she was 16-17. It was totally normal for us.

Most wre medical ones mum insert them up untill 14 but for constipation mum used soap sticks

Into my latter teens.

AsI can recall, about 7-8

@rubberpear That is the usual age (7- 8 ) for the suppo administration. I guess just few families used for prolonged time.

It was probably around 6 or 7 when my mom stopped giving me suppositories and enemas. They always were a very traumatic thing for me. My mom had to give me them to help be go poop. I often held my poop in for long periods of time. I could go days without going and holding it in when I had the urge to go. This had to be so frustrating for my family. I still have vivid memories of being about 4 maybe 5 and my mom having me laying next to the sink and she striped off my shorts and underwear and I figured she was cleaning me up and changing me as she did many times before. This time I felt my mom split my legs apart and press them up a bit and then I felt a cool sensation in my private area. It felt like my mom was pressing something up there. I did what you would have expected. I cried and screamed like all hell. I closed my butt tightly so my mom could not get anything in my butthole. My mom yelled stop it Eric. Relax honey mommy is going to help you poop. I kept screaming and crying. No no no I yelled I remember and kicked. My mom got frustrated with me and spanked me a few times. This led to me losing my Concentration and my mom was able to get the suppository totally up my butthole. I still was screaming and crying. I remember my mom let me go to run around the house naked. I was still crying and jumping around trying to get the burning to stop in my little bum. I continued to hold off the urge to go. My mom could not understand how I would not go even after a suppository. Sometimes the only way was to use a bag enema on me to get me to go. That's another story and even more traumatic for me...

As a child, I was given suppositories many times, both paracetamol and glycerin.

I took paracetamol suppositories when I had a high fever. The last time I was given one, I must have been 12 or 13 years old, and I remember my grandmother giving it to me... My stepmother had been letting me take them myself for a while, but she didn't trust me. I remember I had a high fever for a day and it wouldn't go down. My grandmother came into my room, had me get into the knee-chest position, and inserted it. A few months later, I received my last paracetamol suppository from my doctor, too... after a rectal measurement of my fever.

After that, I always took it myself.

With the glycerin suppositories, things were different... they never had a strong effect on me, and they often gave me enemas. I used them (and still use them today) only when I'm unable to do enemas, such as when traveling. So it basically only happened when we were on vacation... The last time they gave them to me was when I was 10, on vacation at the beach. I remember it well because it was the last time we went on vacation together—me, my stepmom, my stepsister, and my dad. After that, I went exclusively to summer camps (I had already attended a few, but the ones for older kids lasted longer), and my stepsister moved away.

It had already been 3-4 days since we left, and we were in the residence room (a bedroom with a double bed for my parents and two singles for me and my stepsister) after a day at the beach. My stepmom gave me the suppository, turning me onto my side on my bed while my stepsister was on her bed reading. She was much older than me (18 ) and had already seen me in similar situations many times.

After that, I took the suppositories on my own, even while I was at summer camp.

My mother personally gave me suppositories only once, when I was 3 y.o. She might have done it before, but I don't remember. The next time I had to use suppositories when I was 16. Of course, I inserted them myself, but my mother knew I was using them (she was the one who advised me to use them).

My mother much preferred enemas, but on occasion she would tire of going through the effort of making and giving one. That's when she would resort to giving me a suppository, but the only problem was that they seldom produced the results she wanted meaning that the enema bag came out anyway.

Until I started taking them myself when I was about 12 or 13.

Until I went to college.

I was 21 when my mom gave me my last suppository

When I was little, I didn’t get suppositories from my parents. And they probably weren’t sold in pharmacies. That’s why I never saw them in the refrigerator. They appeared when I was older, my parents used them.

When my children were little and sick, the doctor advised us to take antipyretics in the form of suppositories. And it really always worked well. My wife did it.

Until I went to college.

And how was it going? Did you not mind getting suppositories so late ? 😮

Until I was about 12 years old.

I was 15 1983 at the emergency room I got a rectal thermometer and a shot in my butt . Mom gave me a suppository the next morning that was the last one I got from her

As a child, I had very poor health and was often sick. I very frequently stayed with my grandmother, where her youngest daughters, my two aunts, also lived. Between the ages of 6 and 12, the standard procedure when a fever was suspected was always a rectal examination followed by a suppository. This was done by my mother, grandmother, and my two aunts.After that, the GP was called for a home visit. This usually resulted in an injection, after which a nurse from a Catholic organization came by for the following days to give a daily injection. In those days, real nuns even came by occasionally. I remember very well that it was also a nun who gave me a suppository for the last time when I was thirteen.

As a child, I had very poor health and was often sick. I very frequently stayed with my grandmother, where her youngest daughters, my two aunts, also lived. Between the ages of 6 and 12, the standard procedure when a fever was suspected was mostly a rectal fiever thermometer followed by a suppository. This was done by my mother, grandmother, and my two aunts.After that, the GP was called for a home visit. This usually resulted in an injection, after which a nurse from a Catholic organization came by for the following days to give a daily injection. In those days, real nuns even came by occasionally. I remember very well that it was also a nun who gave me a suppository for the last time when I was thirteen.

So I guess I may be in a league of my own; I never had a suppository, nor an enema from any member of my family, nor from any other person