When did you have a Enema Bag for the first time.

When did your mom give you an Enema from a full bag with a hose and the impact on you? The feeling when the hose disappear in your but and the Enema take over all your sexual feelings and you by then was a true Enema lover. You never getting back to the little bulb Enemas. But you embrace this new feeling of a large Enema and the Enema spraying out afterwards. The enormous impact on you for life.

I got my first enema when I was about six, administered with a one-piece rubber bulb. About a year or so later this was replaced by a larger two-piece rubber bulb with a black nozzle. But the one-piece one remained and stood on the windowsill as a "warning", so to speak.

About another year later, a one-liter enamel irrigator suddenly hung over the bench on which my brother and I had to take the enemas. I was allowed to inaugurate this; And mom gave me a liter in one go for the first time... The liter was hard to take.

Then the enamel part fell to the floor while cleaning and small pieces of enamel splintered off. Mom told us not to give us any more enemas, and soon there was a red rubber bag hanging on the inside of the door.

That means, with about nine plus, the enemas came out of the bag, and the typical rubber/warm soapy smell entered the bathroom. From then on, Mom tested our limits of intake and the effects of this. My older brother has often had to act as a crash test dummy, which was usually evident through his loud protests.

These administrations came to me at a slightly later time...

I was about four the first time I got an enema from a bag. I have no memories of getting an enema any other way.

My first enema was given using a latex syringe / douche bag at age four or thereabouts. Over mom’s lap in the bathroom. As for getting a full bag, that happened during one of those now preventable childhood diseases around eleven years old. I was getting an enema every morning and mom decided I could accommodate more volume and began filling the bag for my enemas. I cooperated with those enemas because those enemas provided my only relief from the illness, so mom acted accordingly to ensure a thorough cleaning out.

I got my first bag enema the day before tonsil surgery. The doctor ordered enemas till clear. Mom introduced it as a big boy enema. I got my first hardon from all the repeated enemas i got that day.

It was such a long time ago that I don't even remember if it was my mother or grandmother. They both were very active with it. Aunt also participated. But I remember very well the bag hanging in the bathroom to dry, I still use a similar folding bag to this day. Of course, if I can, I substitute the short nozzle with something more consistent.