Enemas from Dad

There’s lots and lots of talk on Zity about getting enemas from Mom. In a lot of cases it was a sexual experience for Mom whether she knew it or not which could lead to a discussion of child abuse, a subject for another time.

There doesn’t seem to be much about getting enemas from Dad. If anyone out there received from their fathers please share about it.

Mom was my primary enema giver from when they started at age 9 until I was 13. That's when dad took over. (Mom had decided she should have dad take over when I ejaculated during one of her enemas.). Dad's priority was to teach me how to self administer, a skill I quickly mastered since I had been sneaking my own enemas since I was 11 or 12.

Mom gave the enemas. When I got too whiny and complained she would threaten to have dad come in and give me the enema. The thought sent shivers up my spine. Last thing on earth I’d have wanted and I’m positive she knew that. I’m also pretty sure dad wouldn’t have agreed anyway.

I never had enemas given by my dad. But mom always let him know she gave me an enema that day. And, I believe he sometimes suggested that she give me an enema. All of my snooping as a kid leads me to believe that she gave him enemas, and she secretly douched, and took enemas when I was at school. What other explanation can there be to see wet equipment when i got home from school.

I think it was more common in my time because of my mom, since my dad worked all day and it was my mom who stayed home and took care of everything, including health.

Yes, WE (my brother and myself) got introduced to the nozzle by Dad. I'm 84 these days and I'm hooked, I have been since Dad stuck the nozzle up my bum way back when I was about 8 years old. Both sides of the family are from farming and Dad took me to our family GP and it decided that my brother and I had pin worms. The Doctor told Dad to give us boiled garlic enemas. I can remember Mum boiling something up on the old stove and I was told to take ALL of my clothes off and "come into the bathroom and bend over. I don't recall any chat but I absolutely loved the feeling of the nozzle penetrating me. The course of boiled garlic enemas only went for 3 or 4 days, but, I was hooked and I sneaked many an enema after that. Yes, I'm hooked. Regards, irrigator333.

I never did get an enema from my dad, but I know that dad got his share of enemas from mom and the medical staff who cared for him. I suspect that mom was relegated to that task inasmuch as dad was the sole bread winner during my formative years. Grandma, mom's mom, was always nearby and played a supporting role in dealing with us kids.

Dad always new when mom was on an enema kick. He didn't participate when one of us kids were subjected. He did caution us about compliance and warned us that mom may add some extra soap if we teased each other about an enema. He also reminded us that mom was serious when she threatened us with enemas for playing with the enema bag.

Dad was out of town on business and called home one afternoon. Mom answered and I overheard her tell dad "he stayed home from school and she was trying to give me enemas. Call me back in an hour when I'm finished with his enemas. He's being really difficult." The first enema was very soapy and I couldn't hold it. The next two were just tap water and I managed to get through them. When dad called back, I answered the phone. He just told me that "you know mom's rules and that she would give me enemas when I skipped school. Be good for mom!"

Guess that enemas have always been a woman chore, at least in my family.....mom, grandma, aunts, all were talking about it and administering. Dad tended to slink away when nozzles made their appearance. I know for a fact that nobody was immune. My dad got them from mom and grandma too. I remember that time that he was given one and grandpa was making fun of him...until he got called in for it....

My mother was the primary enema giver out of my parents, it wasn't long before they were mostly self administered or swapped with a sibling.

When smaller I think I gave more to my own then their mother through choice. I know my wife had very matter a fact business like enemas that weren't overly comforting or caring and this became her method. My mom gave comfortable enemas pausing flow etc hence I think if had choice between us often opted for myself.

Naturally wasn't long until taught to handle enemas solo though long before the modesty of parent gender being an issue.

Growing up, my siblings and I got enemas from mom, grandma, and our teenage aunts, but never from dad or grandpa. Then as preteens, once grandma taught us personal hygiene, enemas became our responsibility. My brother and I gave our sister enemas, and she did likewise for us. However, once I was married and my wife and I had kids, we both gave them enemas. It depended on who was available, when one or both needed an enema. Sharing the responsibility for our kid's health needs.

Thanks for sharing this @irrigator333. Shared parenting 80 years back is something commendable. Your parents were way ahead of their time.

Yes, WE (my brother and myself) got introduced to the nozzle by Dad. I'm 84 Dad stuck the nozzle up when I was about 8 years old. Dad took me to our family GP and it decided that my brother and I had pin worms. The Doctor told Dad to give us boiled garlic enemas. I can remember Mum boiling something up on the old stove. I was told to take all of my clothes off and "come into the bathroom and bend over. I don't recall any chat.

I absolutely loved the feeling of the nozzle penetrating me. The course of boiled garlic enemas only went for 3 or 4 days, but, I was hooked and I sneaked many an enema after that. Yes, I'm hooked. Regards, irrigator333.

Thanks for not inferring any feelings onto your dad, just stating you enjoyed it.

Inferring feelings onto others is not a good practice.

Short of asking point blank, we have no choice but to infer another’s feelings or motivation especially long after the fact. Wouldn’t we all like to ask our mothers (and fathers) what they were thinking and feeling as they administered enemas to their children? Many, if not must of us, no longer have living parents to question. An honest answer may not be forthcoming anyway. Freud tells us that we all have sexual motivations but that news didn’t reach America until the 1960’s. I certainly know that my parents wouldn’t put too much store in old Siggy anyway.

A further word about abuse, which I brought up a couple of weeks ago. We enema freaks here on ZITY who were introduced to the wet arts by our parents in the 50’s and 60’s are predominantly glad that it happened and do not see any sort of abuse going on. As I defined abuse previously; doing something to someone helpless without regard for the emotions or welfare to that helpless person could be considered abusive. Imagine the children who were scared shitless (no pun intended) by the enema ritual. Imagine something that frightened you as a child. The memory is still there, isn’t it?

My first wife was severely sexually abused as a child and I know intimately how traumatized she was and still is by that experience. I don’t rank enemas on the same level as her experience but you can see my point.

I hope this made some sense. Perhaps it’s not a good idea to post after sucking down Jack Daniel’s.

Keep it flowing,

Bill

Never from dad all my enemas were from female members family mostly mum granny my dad seemed make him self scares at these times

Short of asking point blank, we have no choice but to infer another’s feelings or motivation especially long after the fact.

@Red_bag_user But inferring is not the actual feelings the person has. Those feelings are supplemented by ones own fetishes and interests, interests that may not have been a part of the reason for what was done. What may have been a standard practice or behavior at the time.

During the great enema age that I grew up in mom’s and other female relatives were always the enema givers. It was improper for a dad to give a child an enema among my family members. A lot of young boys had their very first sexual awakening from their mom giving them enemas, I was one of them. It was a very powerful and positive experience for me when it happened even though I know my mom didn’t intend for it to happen. It was not sexual abuse, It is just part of growing up and changing from a young boy to a man.

I don’t have any recollection of my father ever having anything to do with enema time. The more I think, I am not even certain he was even home that often…

Mom … a discussion of child abuse …

You might be onto something here, at least in my family situation. But I won’t elaborate as it is not the place for it.

Well, I suppose I'm the exception to the rule. In our household it was just me and my dad, mom left us as best as I can remember when I was around seven.

Dad was my chief caregiver and enema giver. No big deal.

Never from dad. He would participate in the process holding my legs when I resisted the procedure, that must have been until 5 years old. From then on, it was just mom who would give me the enemas

Mom was the one that gave me enemas at home. Dad never did take part in it

My dad was never a factor or present for my enemas. In fact, if he knew my sister or I were going to get an enema because he overheard mom talking about it with us, he would find some excuse to go out in the yard or his workshop while it was happening.

My dad was never a factor or present for my enemas. In fact, if he knew my sister or I were going to get an enema because he overheard mom talking about it with us, he would find some excuse to go out in the yard or his workshop while it was happening.

We didn’t get many enemas, but the few we got were always from our mother when our dad was not home. I think he frowned on them.

Maybe my mother saw it as a target of opportunity when he was working late!

Only ever received one enema growing up, and that was from my father. My two siblings and I had pinworms when we were kids, and my father had us all stand in a row, feet in bowls, while he gave each of us the bulb. I just remember it as a not pleasant experience at all. Not sure what my brother and sister felt. I have never asked them.

I can not fathom my father giving any of his girls an enema for myriad of reasons. First, mother was a nurse by training. Second, modesty. I doubt daddy ever saw any of his girls nude past a very young age. it just didn't happen in our home. Third, I doubt daddy ever gave anyone an enema outside of maybe himself. I do believe that mother gave him a couple.

Dad (AKA my husband) has given me enemas when I needed a little extra TLC, but when one of our daughters was ill, nursing chores were mostly my domain. Dad was helpful, but he was never in the room in those rare instances when I gave an enema.