Enemas Stopped When I Started Getting Erections

I vividly remember getting enemas from my mother, from the age of about six to about 11. Always over her knee while she sat on the toilet lid, with a folded towel on her lap. She used an infant bulb syringe, and filled it from the sink, next to her. She had prepared a sink full of warm water, with an Ivory soap bar swished around in it a few times.

I never really knew why I got them. My sister usually got hers on the same day. And I don't really recall how often they came - perhaps once every few weeks. But I hated them. I thrashed my little legs and I cried and I begged. But it never did any good. Just recently, it dawned on me that the end of the enemas seemed to coincide with my first erections. In fact, I believe the first time I got an erection was during an enema session, face-down on the towel and my mother's warm lap, the warm water and enema nozzle coming so close to what I would later discover was my prostate.

Did anyone here have similar experiences.

Yes , but my Mom used the enema bag after I was about 7 . I remember laying on the bed at about 13. The clamp opened I heard the click, felt the water going in started to squirm on the bed trying to get into a comfortable position as the warm water rushed in. I felt my penis harden and it felt so good.

My enemas started at 8. Received them from my grandmother, a nurse, and they became a weekly event for me . They would have me naked laying on my Oma or covered padded table. They used an open top reddish Dron rubbber for the enemas with a long black curved nozzle that had a fat end.

I was given two during each session. They stopped when I was almost 14 or so an the reason they stop was that during a special enemas, that's what my grandmother called it, I came. Once that happened a short time later the enemas stopped.

I was about 16 when I started solo enemas. I used the bag and nozzles that my grandmother and mother used on me. I was never told why I was given them other than they were going to be good for me. And I have to say I agree with that now.

Anyone who is a medical professional should realize that not all erections represent sexual arousal! They can be caused by sudden blood flow changes in the pelvic area which can be caused by dozens of things, not the least of which is enemas.

Also, most adolescent males go through a stage where, as my husband explained to me, “it seems to have a mind of it's own!”

It can often partially erect and occasionally even fully erect for situations that are not really sexual!

My husband says that a 16-20 year-old “Can get an erection flossing his teeth, or doing a ‘jack rabbit’ start off a traffic light! sometimes even just before they wake up. They can wake up with an erection!”

Mine stopped around 14-15 when I ejaculated on the bed. My mom was red-faced, pulled the nozzle out and handed me a towel. Didn't know what happened til a couple years later.

I don't think they stopped because of erections but more I was capable of doing so solo and I didnt kick off getting them.

Any parent of boys will confirm random erections happen long before reach OP age. Its not controlled and just happens in same way as enter puberty get “night time emissions” without any knowledge or stimulation.

If during enema erection developed it wasnt talked about and considered just one of those things.

"Any parent of boys will confirm random erections happen long before reach OP age."

Right. Even baby boys may have erections, but I think the frequency increases as puberty becomes nearer.

I understand that a parent would want to stop procedures that may be associated to sexual feelings.

My husband says that a 16-20 year-old “Can get an erection flossing his teeth, or doing a ‘jack rabbit’ start off a traffic light! sometimes even just before they wake up. They can wake up with an erection!”

LOL, wtf, so can a fifty plus, and older l'm sure, also wake up with a erection… unless l'm an extra freak and the only fifty plus year old that wakes up with them, which l'm sure l'm not, l still often wake up with them… l used to get them very young when l had to pee even, l thought it meant that it was full of pee, lol… l specifically remember once when very young my father asked me “ what's that? ” and pointed towards my erection, l told him something like “ it's full of pee ” “it means l have to pee”. l'm not sure why he asked, maybe he was baffled or just wondering how much or if l knew anything about such things, which l did not at that time.

LisaK’s husband is so right, a young boys penis definitely has a mind of its own. Many time just sitting in high school class it would grow on its own accord….and sure as hell I would be called on by the nun to stand and answer a question. Learned to clutch a book in front of my pants hoping a trip to the black board was not required. Yet, trips to the front of the room did happen 🥵

Thinking back to the time I asked my mom at sixteen for help with constipation, via an enema, she called me a PERVERT 🤪Was because the last time I was syringed was when i was 12 and I had a sizable boner at the end of my enema and she was staring at it as I sat down on the toilet.

My siblings an I got enemas from mom or grandma as far back as I can remember. When mom gave us enemas, she did all three of us at the same time, laying across our bed. Sometimes we were laying facedown with a towel under our waist. Others times we were face up with our feet pulled back to our bare bottoms. From an early age, my brother an I got erections whenever mom gave us enemas and our sister couldn’t help seeing us. Especially when mom had us laying across our bed face up with our feet pulled back to our bare bottoms. The primary reason we saw each other was mom and dads house, it only had two bedrooms an one bath. Mom and dad had one bedroom and my siblings an I shared the other bedroom, until our mid to late teens. Seeing each other in all states of dress or undress every day. When you live, day in and day out, that close to someone, there’re no secrets between you. And it didn’t help matters, that a male penis has a mind of its own and gets erect whenever it wants, irregardless of the circumstances. Especially when you’re sharing a bedroom with your sister, it leads to a lot of two way questions.

Living that close to our sister, my brother an I learned that she wasn’t any different than us. We got hard and tingly on the outside, which you could see, and she got tingly on the inside, which you couldn’t see. This came from witnessing each other first hand and conversations about what we saw each other doing, after being put to bed in the evening. Another thing that came from those evening conversations started around age eight. Our sister had started to notice, whenever mom said, “go to your room and get things ready, I needed to give y’all a couple of enemas.” That my brother an I were getting an erection and asked us about it. We told her, whenever mom or grandma mentioned the word “enema” we had started getting hard. Then she told us, her vagina had started getting tingly inside when she heard it. That got us started asking each other questions about how it felt when mom or grandma lubricated us with their finger or what it felt like to get an enema.

Mom or grandma always lubricated our anus with their index finger, inserting it as far as it would go, then moving it around for fifteen or twenty seconds before replacing it with the enema nozzle. As soon as their finger entered my anus, it started tingling. Which made my penis get even harder, making it tingle even harder and my brother was no different. We asked our sister, “whats it feel like when mom or grandma puts their finger in your anus?” And she replied, “my vagina starts to tingle as soon as I know I’m going to get an enema. But when they put their finger in me and start moving it around, my anus starts tingling and that makes my vagina tingle harder.” Then she asked us a couple of question. First, “what’s it feel like when your penis gets hard?” Second, “what’s it feel like when mom or grandma puts their finger in you?” I told her, “it feels good when it gets hard, sort of tingly. And when mom or grandma puts their finger in me, my anus starts tingling and that makes my penis get even harder. But what really feels good, is when mom or grandma starts moving their finger around, that makes my anus really tingle, which makes my penis tingle even harder.” My brother said, virtually the same thing happens to him.

Around age seven or eight, we started asking each other during our private conversations after being put to bed in the evening, what it felt like to get an enema. The thing I personally came away with from those conversations, was that, we were all anal erotic and never got an enema we didn’t like. Another interesting thing that I picked up on, was that each of us had a difficult time describing what an enema felt like. Tho we described the same thing, the feelings we each had were different, but the same. We wouldn’t learn the meaning of those feelings until we were teenagers and responsibility for ourselves in the enema department.

We discovered, we’re not that different from each other. We each get tingly in some of the same places, but also, in different places. At age ten mom moved our enemas from the bedroom to the bathroom. Once we were comfortable with the change, mom had us get more involved with each other during our enemas. This continued until we were preteens, when our RN grandmother taught us personal hygiene and enemas became our personal responsibility.

Don't know how credible this is.

Boys CAN get erections from INFANCY!

And it's usually normal!

Don't know how credible this is.

Boys CAN get erections from INFANCY!

And it's usually normal!

It's totally normal and common for babies and toddlers to get erections. “A baby boy can start having erections from a very early age, while they’re still in the womb to be precise! So don’t be shocked if you see your newborn with one when you’re changing his nappy or having a bath. Then as little boys grow and become more mobile, they’ll naturally explore their body – including touching their penis and maybe even trying to make it erect. ”

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I recieved enemas until i was in my early 20s i was always hard as a rock,i think mom got enjoyment from my embarresment of being totally naked and hard during those enemas & shooting cum into towels between my legs!

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When I was growing up mom gave me and my twin brother enemas. It was humiliating as she did us one after another. Girls first. But I do remember often my brother getting an erection and mom scolding him.

I was an only child. My mom and dad made sure that I had my enemas every Friday night or Saturday morning. Mom used a red Rexall bag and black Bakelite nozzles with ivory soap solution for me.

I received enemas about once a month. The earliest I recall was over my mother’s lap, given by a bulb syringe. I think I was about four at the time. I remember that my mother took off her dress and was just wearing a slip when she positioned me on her lap. After I released the enema, I was diapered with plastic pants and put to bed for a rest.

The enemas continued through the years. I don’t recall when I graduated to a bag enema but eventually I was placed on a towel or rubber sheet on my hands and knees with my shoulders down and butt up. Sometimes this was on the floor of the bathroom or on my mothers bed. I’d receive my enema, release and be diapered and put to bed to rest.

As I grew older, mother would put just the rubber pants on me while she gave me the enema to avoid any accidents. I was still diapered and put in for a rest afterwards. Around the age of twelve, I ejaculated in the rubber pants while the enema was flowing. My mother didn’t realize it until she was about to diaper me. I was chastised for my lack of control, received several swats on my backside, was diapered and put to bed. That was the last enema from my mother.

I received enemas on a regular basis as a child. The ritual was always the same. I would be told in advance what time my enema was going to be. About ten minutes before the appointed time, I was expected to go to my room and get undressed. Once naked, I would walk down the hallway and enter the bathroom where mom was still usually preparing my enema. I would lie down on a throw rug and wait for her to administer my enema.

As I entered puberty, I would get an erection in anticipation as I got undressed. Because of the time delay between getting undressed and walking to the bathroom, I usually masturbated so that I was not sporting an erection. Since mom was busy at the sink making the final preparations, I was always able to lie down before she could see any signs that I ejaculated before entering the bathroom.

This successful technique lasted a few years until I turned sixteen and needed a physical exam for school. On the day of my appointment, mom told me to go upstairs and take a shower so that I would clean for my exam. As I was in the shower, mom came into the bathroom and told me to hurry up so that I would not be late for my appointment. I thought that was odd since my appointment was scheduled for an hour and a half later. When I stepped out of the shower, mom was standing there holding a bulging enema bag that she must have prepared in the other bathroom. Before I could even say a word, my penis began to grow and became rock-hard within seconds. Mom said that I was going to have my first rectal exam and the doctor stated that I needed to have an enema beforehand. Mom never commented about my erection. But that was the last enema that mom ever gave me.

Oh yes, my 'little soldier' stood firmly at attention during an enema from about age 12. Since almost all of my enemas were given by my mother with me bent over the bathtub, my erection was somewhat concealed by the tub wall. I am sure my mother was aware of my 'growing condition' but spared me the embarrassment of talking about it. When the enema was over and I was full of soapsuds, it was very difficult to remain bent over the tub, but I tried so my mother would not see the prominent boner I was sporting. Usually I was so urgent, I could not wait for my mother to leave the bathroom and I fled to the toilet, erection in full view. As I said, she kindly never mentioned it. She often stayed in the bathroom filling the bag for either another soapsuds enema or a rinse. My erection would subside (without intervention) as I emptied and experienced the embarrassment of my mother watching me. I had semi-frequent enemas from her through age 15 and one final set at age 17. I really do miss those erections!

@rope said,

When I stepped out of the shower, mom was standing there holding a bulging enema bag that she must have prepared in the other bathroom. Before I could even say a word, my penis began to grow and became rock-hard within seconds…. But that was the last enema that mom ever gave me.

My brother and I started getting a hard-on around age eight when mom or grandma told us we were going to get a couple of enemas. Mom gave us enemas laying across our bed together and our six-year-old sister didn't miss it for a second. All mom said was, “that happens to boys, it's normal.” At sixteen a male penis has a mind of its own and no conscience. That's the primary reason our RN grandmother taught my siblings and I personal hygiene as preteens and enemas became our personal responsibility afterwards.

My as I remember first major erections occured during a hospital stay due to rectal temp. takings and couple of soapsuds enemas by a very Stern no BS nurse attired in the starched white dress and cap and shoes at the age of 12 . Remember one of my temps taken with no privacy drape curtain drawn around my bed with another boy straight across from me apparently to humiliate me for earlier misbehaving during that morning. On knees and elbows me fully in exposure to him with him giggling as I endured her disciplinary action for my behavior. Before retraction of the thermometer told to lie flat down and next came a strange sensation of the starched bed sheet on my penis now pinned to it. Once completed reluctantly raised up to pull my pajama bottom back in place due to my embarrassed state. Once the nurse exited the room I went into the bathroom next to my bed and masturbated having already experienced wet dreams shortly before this hospital trip.

I believe thats why mom stopped giving me enemas at around 10 and she had switched from bulb enemas to a bag. With the bag she would have me sit on the toilet and i was able to watch her prepare the bag and install the enema nozzle, my penis was very hard and not easily concealed, she would then have me lean over and would reach over me and insert the nozzle then tell me to reach around and hold the nozzle in place. When I would sit back up my little hard penis would be sticking out, she never mentioned anything about it but the enemas soon stopped.

I still remember being in the bathroom with her, I don’t remember my age but I was real young and she would give herself an enema before we got in the shower. All that I vividly remember is the light brown latex bag hanging from the towel rack and her completely naked sitting on the toilet leaning forward, inserting and holding in place the black enema pipe.

My enemas stopped more from circumstances than from erections after puberty. I recall being erect during an enema from a very early age. My penis stiffened as soon as I became aware that I was going to get an enema. Oddly, rectal temperatures alone did not cause erections except when I knew that an enema would follow. (Underwear lowered for only a temperature check, removed if an enema was to follow.)

After puberty, when my erections were full sized, the few enemas I received then were administered when I got sick. I was immodest being naked so I didn’t care that I was displaying arousal, which to me had erroneously been associated with being a sign that I needed an enema. I stopped getting constipated too plus mom took a full time job so my enemas stopped.

The fact that kids are already getting an erection at that age deliberately has nothing to do with sexuality as we understand it.

I can definitely remember getting an erection when I was about 9 years old. My mom just put a gummi rubber tube up my butt and started the water flow while doing so. I got a hard penis. She only noticed when I was allowed to use the toilet. She scolded and ordered an extra punishment enema, which was then carried out.

For a long time, the topic of sexuality was an absolute taboo in our family.

It wasn't the first erection during an enema. This happened to me some time ago when a friend's mother gave me an enema.

I started a blog about these enemas.

I received enemas growing up on a regular basis to age 11 or 12 .I hated each and every enema I was given I would fight and fuss …funny thing was ones they stopped I slowly started craving them and soon after started sneaking solo enemas .

My mom always had 3 enema bags hanging in our bathroom. Thinking about it now I'm sure she noticed the wet enema bag left behind from me .

I always wonder what she thought about it

Mom gave me several red bulbs….mostly at the weekend ( saturday)….when my father was not at home…..I had to lay on a cold red rubbersheet and she took her red-brown rubberapron,mostly the apron was wet,she did washing and housework in this apron….when I saw her in this apron and saw the red bulb….I was getting higher heatbeats……

Interesting stories . I guess I am different from the standpoint of I can pretty much control erections & have done so many times . None of the enema nurses i have had at my home over the years have seen me erect . I have learned to wait until they are out of the bathroom & sometimes I come all over the place .. quietly