When did enemas first become sexual for you?

As a young boy, probably at the beginning of puberty, I enjoyed sticking things in my butt, glass stirring rods from my chemistry set, can't remember what else. I found in infant syringe in the medicine cabinet, I'm not even sure I knew what it was. I would sneak it and at night would insert it dry into my anus. One night, all of a sudden I had a huge urge to urinate, at least I thought that what it was, I pinched it off and made it to the bathroom. That was my first orgasm, I didn't know what was going on. I had no idea what masturbation was, how would I know.

Probably years later was to try my mother's enema bag, the thing I hated so much, there we go again, I'm learning about masturbation. Yep, enema equals orgasm, and that's how it started. the hoseman

Good boy

Never got many as a kid, only remember two. But around age 12 I found the anal pleasure of the nozzle when self inserted out of curiosity, so I guess that’s when they became kinky for me.

I awoke to the thoughts at 55; the very first time that I stripped and inserted a nozzle. It took me a bit of time to have my first enema but I was a fast learner 😁

I found an enema porn magazine one of my older brothers hid in the cabinet under the bathroom sink. I'd always played with my penis and stuck things in my butt, this magazine described a guy masturbating by stroking his cock up and down. The lightbulb went off over my head and for the first time I jacked my cock to a dry orgasm. So my first taste of real sex came along with images of guys and girls with tubes up their butts.

I always found enemas for my dad slightly erotic, but to be honest it probably started around my early teens when if I were in trouble and getting a spanking and I had to get an enema first he wasn't very gentle. I think honestly that's what started it. Then when he gave me the colon tube that was definitely of every sensual experience.

For me it was masturbating after reading the account of an erotic enema in Penthouse magazine. I bought a kit not long after that, a fountain syringe, and masturbated along with the real thing.

Yep, I remember that story in the Penthouse mag about the Boy and his Sister sharing a Enema session in the down stairs toilet.

Really opened my eyes and bum to the joys of Erotic Enemas.

Despite my aversion to the enemas I received from my mom, I am firmly convinced that she unconsciously sowed the seeds for my later sexual behavior. About ten years passed between her last enema and the sprouting of the seeds. But from then on, things started to take off. Enemas were and are now an integral part of my sexuality. And with a partner who shares this desire, it's doubly rewarding. I love her, and of course her incredibly fantastic enemas as well.

Tbh I hardly even remember how it started.

But oh I remember the shame and embarrasment (but also excitement!) when buying a bag and using it for the first time! I was 26 when I used it (now I am 30)

It was a neon orange 3 liters bag with multiple nozzles. Filled it to the brim. Somehow took it all in one go.

I think it started when I saw some videos of belly inflation, it kicked some interest in me and then just evolved into pure lust for enemas

Around 14 I think

Around 11 or 12 I believe!

With my siblings and I, it wasn’t something that happened overnight. From an early age, we liked enemas, they felt good. Plus, they scratched an anal erotic itch we all had. Around age seven, I started getting a hard-on whenever mom, grandma, or our teenage aunts gave us enemas. Telling us, “That’s normal for little boys.” With girls, unlike boys, there’s nothing to see. Hence, we didn’t realize it affected girls similarly. At that age, we had no idea what sex was all about, let alone what sexual feelings were. To us, it simply felt good. Over the next few years, little things happened, we didn’t pay much attention too or understand. Nonetheless, they were sexual in nature, only we didn’t realize it at the time.

It wasn’t until grandma taught us personal hygiene and enemas became our responsibility. That the light finally came on. It happened one afternoon, when my sister and I were giving each other a couple of enemas using a long-curved douche nozzle. Plus, my sister had the habit of slowly moving the nozzle around whenever she gave someone an enema.

We’d got home from school that afternoon, both constipated in need of a couple of enemas. And it was routine for us to take care of one another in that regard when needed. And it wasn’t any different that afternoon, with a douche nozzle buried deep inside me, as I held a soapy enema. Then, all of a sudden, I got a weird feeling deep in my groin an explored cum all over the bath towel beneath me. Totally surprising both me and my sister. I’d had dry orgasms in the past, while playing with myself during enemas, but nothing like that. Neither I nor my sister had touched that area that afternoon, when I had my first explosive wet orgasm.