When did you first buy your own enema?

I was 16 when I finally got the courage to buy my own enema bag. When at the drigstore, I saw enema bags for sale that looked like the one being used at home. I wanted my own to use whenever I needed.

OMG - i think, it's about 40 years ago :-)

Not proud of this, but about the only thing I ever stole in my life was a Tiny Kit douche bag that I shoplifted when I was 16 and could not screw up the courage to buy it. At some point mom threw out her douche bag, from which I used to sneak my enemas - sorry, Mom - and I was just craving one.

The first I actually bought was when I was about 21. Ungodly embarrassing, but I felt so much guilt after stealing the 1st one I'd vowed never to steal again.

I was in 6th grade and wanted an enema so badly. After school one day I finally got up the courage and went to the pharmacy and bought a Fleet enema like my mom used to use on me. Couldn’t wait to get home because I knew no one was there and could finally take a real enema.

Not proud of this, but about the only thing I ever stole in my life was a Tiny Kit douche bag that I shoplifted when I was 16 and could not screw up the courage to buy it. At some point mom threw out her douche bag, from which I used to sneak my enemas - sorry, Mom - and I was just craving one.

The fist I actually bought was when I was about 21. Ungodly embarrassing, but I felt so much guilt after stealing the 1st one I'd vowed never to steal again.

@Moe think how embarrassing it would have been if you got caught!

@Moe think how embarrassing it would have been if you got caught!

No doubt @Rigel

My first bag was given to me by my mother when I was in the fifth grade, but I feared its discovery by a live-in boyfriend in my early 20s and, not very presciently, threw it away.

Realizing I had IBS found me purchasing a red combination kit in my late 20s as described in my blog. I used to be shy about buying menstrual products, but walking into a CVS and purchasing *the* most embarrassing item they stocked helped me reframe that.

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Today I have moved on to different gear but still use the first bag I bought as a hot water bottle.

Growing up, both at home and grandmas, a douche/enema bag was always hanging in the bathroom. One in the shower, and various others in each bathroom linen closet. Anyone using the bathrooms could see and had access to them. In the fifties, it was commonplace to find douche/enema bags hanging in bathrooms.

When my wife and I first got married, she had a travel bag along with a closed top (hot water bottle style with hose and nozzles) plus an open top bag that lived in the bathroom shower. We’d been married a little over a year, when we visited her best friend during our first vacation together. Her friend had a three-quart pumpkin bag my wife really liked, so when we got home, she bought us one.

A few years later, when we bought our first house. The master bedroom had a big bathroom with linen closet, and the two upstairs bedrooms had a large bathroom with linen closet between them. When my wife stocked our new house, she bought all new items for the upstairs linen closets. Putting a new closed and open top bag, along with all the necessities you normally find in a bathroom, especially items used for giving enemas.

I was 18 years old. I read a reader article in Penthouse magazine under the heading "Special Preference" that talked about enemas. This really turned my key as I had thought of enemas since I was about 6 years old. (Even asked my mom to give me one when I was 9). After reading the article and realizing that my fascination with enemas was a real thing. I went to the drug store and bought a fleet enema. Could hardly wait to get home and use it. Later figured out how to give myself an enema with my mom's douche bag. That started a long journey with my enema fascination.

In my late teens or maybe twenty or so the amber latex bag I had been using ("borrowing" from my Mom) broke. After a few attempts at rigging something I broke down and bought a combo bag. I'm not sure where I bought it, but I'm sure it was a small drug store I could pay and get out quickly. I do remember feeling nervous and embarrassed when paying.

After moving into my first apartment, I went to the nearest drugstore where there was a large display of fountain syringes. It was late 1960's and I was in my twenties. I was very embarrassed but the enema urge overcame my nervousness so I made a selection and tremblingly approached the cashier who nonchalantly rang it up and took my money.

It wasn't until I was in my early 20s. When I moved out of my parents house I took the bag my mom bought for me when I was a teenager. It was the standard red open top bag with the enema and douch nozzles. Lasted for the first few years when I was on my own.

I was about 14 y/o when I bought my first enema equipment. I took the bus to downtown Detroit and went to the J.L. Hudson department store. Back in the day when a department store had everything. I found the correct area and perused the array of enema equipment on display. I chose an amber latex travel syringe similar to what my mother had hanging on the backdoor of her bathroom. It was a beauty. An thick amber bag with an amber latex hose. Metal clamp. Two white nozzles, enema and douche. Lovely discrete travel case included. I was so excited about my purchase, but was embarrassed when I had to face the clerk when checking out. I really wish quality equipment like this latex bag were still available. I think I paid about $6.00 for this most perfect purchase

I was about 14 y/o when I bought my first enema equipment. I took the bus to downtown Detroit and went to the J.L. Hudson department store. Back in the day when a department store had everything. I found the correct area and perused the array of enema equipment on display. I chose an amber latex travel syringe similar to what my mother had hanging on the backdoor of her bathroom. It was a beauty. An thick amber bag with an amber latex hose. Metal clamp. Two white nozzles, enema and douche. Lovely discrete travel case included. I was so excited about my purchase, but was embarrassed when I had to face the clerk when checking out. I really wish quality equipment like this latex bag were still available. I think I paid about $6.00 for this most perfect purchase

I could swear I answered this already, but it didn’t show up, so here goes:

Told nurse about enema fetish while we were dating in highschool. By summer after graduation we worked up enough nerve to purchase a rectal thermometer, and later, a fountain bag from the local rite aid. We were 17-18 then and still rookies. I kept the bag in the trunk of my car to avoid detection, and the fountain syringe came with us to college. It was retired sophomore year when we finally got a klystra red rubbed 4 quart open-top enema bag over the web. Good times.

When I got married and moved to our own place, I lost easy access to the enema syringe at home, so I bought my own. The first thing I bought was a bulb enema syringe from Walgreens followed shortly by a Faultless Folding Syringe, the kind with the yellow latex bag. I had not yet told my wife that I gave myself enemas just for fun so these were kept out of sight.

Then after the Penthouse “Special Preference “ letters came out, I decided to try to get her interested in enemas so I bought a new Faultless combination bag because it was less likely to spill than the open top latex bag.

When I was 28 years old and living on my own for the first time I had a lot of trouble with constipation. I tried taking laxatives but they caused me to have to go at inconvenient times during the day while I was teaching High School classes and suppositories rarely caused much to come out so I bought my first enema bag. It was a Faultless 2 quart 4-in-1 combination water bottle, ice bag, douche bag and enema bag. I used it to give myself hot soapsuds enemas like my Mom had given me at home and it usually cleaned me right out . Only rarely did I need to repeat the enema a second time.

I was 14, bought it off Amazon

Based on where I was living i would have been 19 or 20 years old. The classic pinkish rubber closed top drugstore bag. It was my first long douche style nozzle as the family bag only had the small enema pipe. I kept it hidden under my dresser but I know a snooping roommate found it based on comments he later made.

When I received my drivers license at 16 I went outside my neighborhood so I would not see anyone that I knew. I bought a cheap yellow folding latex syringe with white hose and two white pipes, It looked great when full.

In the 80s. I bought several enema syringe kits in that decade. Not so much because I wanted to use the enemas but because it was a huge turn on for me buying them. I would specifically buy them from male pharmacists and store clerks only. Asking the guys where they're located and asking them questions about their usage was exciting.

Probably in my late twenties when I got out of the service.

Bought a bulb syringe when in college (early 70's) for girlfriends constipation problems. It stayed in the trunk of the car!

I started making my own equipment around the age of ten, and over the years, made constant improvements. Bought a gallon enema bag around the age of twenty, and kept improving nozzles and other equipment.

I bought my first enema bag when I was 25. I had a place of my own, and lived alone, so I got a pleated latex yellow open top bag from a drug store. I can't remember which drug store it was, but this was around 1980. I kept the bag until it finally tore at the top where the hook loop goes through to hold the bag. It was at most a quart or maybe a 1 1/2-quart bag and I would always fill it to the top which is why it eventually tore at the loop. I replaced it with a closed top bag which lasted several years, which I bought at a grocery store in mid 1990s. I gave that one away to a guy who was interested in trying enemas. I got one more red latex open top bag at a drug store while on a business trip which was really poor quality. I eventually discarded that one once I realized the retail enema equipment was very poor quality compared to what could be found online. So, about 2014 I began looking for 1-gallon silicone bags and got one which I still use today. I also added a 1-gallon latex bag to my equipment for coffee enemas which tended to stain the silicone bag.

I was probably around 17 when I bought the first device I used as a clyster syringe. It was a plastic squeeze bottle with a thin nozzle used in chemistry to spray amounts of liquid. I used it to inject water after trimming the protruding tube. That was something useful that I learned in high school at least ... ha ha

Later, when I was 22 I went with my gf on a trip to Firenze for a week. For some stupid reason I didn't bring along my improvised clyster, heaven knows why not. After a few days I realized I really needed a clyster. By some utter fortune, I saw some real red rubber clyster syringe bulbs in a shop not far from the main square, a whole set of different sizes displayed in a store window. And not in a pharmacy either. I think in some sort of hardware/utensils shop. I carried out some deft, but not really nice maneuvering to 'lose' my gf so I could dash in and buy one so she didn't know. I managed without knowing a bloody word of Italian either. There were crowds so there was a distinct possibility of loosing each other. I went back to the youth hostel on my own, used the clyster and when my gf showed up afterwards, I did the lamenting about 'tourist crowds' thing and that was that.

I was probably around 17 when I bought the first device I used as a clyster syringe. It was a plastic squeeze bottle with a thin nozzle used in chemistry to pray amounts of liquid. I used it to inject water after trimming the protruding tube. That was something useful that I learned in high school at least ... ha ha

Later, when I was 22 I went with my gf on a trip to Firenze for a week. For some stupid reason I didn't bring along my improvised clyster, heaven knows not. After a few days I realized I really a clyster. By some utter fortune, I saw some real red rubber clyster syringe bulbs in a shop not far from the main square. I carried out some deft, but not really nice manoeuvring to 'loose' my gf so I could dash in and buy one. There were crowds so there was a distinct possibility of loosing each other. I went back to the youth hostel on my own, used the clyster and when my gf showed up afterwards, I did the 'tourist crowds' thing and that was that.

Thank you Agracier for this comment !! - for sure, decades ago, but also unforgetable memories in your mind, i would say !! - bygone times, but better times as nowadays !!

I was 19 when I bought my first pear to give myself an enema

16. It was eckerd drug store. I was so nervous I kept thinking I was gonna get questioned by the teller on why I needed this also the thought went through my head you needed to be 18 to buy it. I loved that rush. Now if I buy enema equipment, suppositories or even my diapers the rush is gone sadly.

I think I was around 17 I was on vacation with my family in Provincetown Ma. It was the first year I could drive there on my own. I was sent to the supermarket at the time it was an A+P market. So while I was getting food for my parents and sisters I picked up a two quart red closed top bag with the standard white hose and nozzles I was a bit nervous and embarrassed with it in my cart for everyone to see but as I made my way to the front of the store I noticed that the store had those new self checkout lanes! Now of course this was 35 years ago so it was a new thing! So I figured I’d save some embarrassment and try it out so I started scanning all the groceries and when I tried to scan the box for the enema bag I noticed that there was a price tag centered over the bar code! Instantly I got nervous because I knew that it was gonna cause me to be the center of attention! So I peeled off the sticker and tried to scan it which of course caused a red light to come on over my register and A large mature black lady comes over and with a very soft voice explains that certain “items “ from the pharmacy section cannot be self checked and with a very dominating tone she said while looking at the enema box said “I’m going to have to help you with this “ as she rang it in manually for me. So I finished my purchase and as I walked by her on the way out and she gave me a I know what your doing smirk! Which turned me 10 shades redder than I already was ! I was very embarrassed leaving that store. And to this day I’ve wondered if her saying that she would “have to help me with this” was for the price scan or with the enema!! I guess I’ll never know 😊any way that was my first of many!!