Talking about enemas with Schoolfriends

Never talked with them about enema's, that was not a subject in our discussion's !!

I do not recall ever discussing enemas with anyone, and I actually spent much of my childhood scared to death that I would have to have an enema, and it would be painfully obvious from my throbbing erection that I was enjoying a procedure that others found unpleasant and distasteful. However, I do not think it was particularly difficult to figure out that I knew about enemas, since any of my playmates who came over to play would see the big red rubber bag hanging behind the bathroom door and quickly realize that enemas were not an unknown subject in our home.

Never talked about enemas.

This was not something we talked about. It was embarrassilng to have an enema and would be awful if soomeone knew about it. How it changed over the years...

In short, it was simply a taboo subject. Receiving an enema was a very intimate, personal, and sometimes embarrassing matter. Not something one would exactly broadcast to the world in the marketplace.

I knew of three friends who apparently were enemated quite often. I heard about two of them from my mother, who had been told her by their mothers. None of them would protest or fight back like I would.

I witnessed this firsthand with the third one. I was going to visit him to play. His mother opened the front door and said he didn't have time right now. He was getting his enemas today. He must have heard this and shouted from the background, "...MOM!" He must have found his mom's comment very embarrassing.

Later, he casually mentioned that he knew I was also receiving enemas. He said he knew this from his mother, who had been told about it by mine.

I believe that the information was exchanged on a completely different level. But as I said, it was a taboo subject and no one talked about it.

I talked to lots of friends about enemas from about fourth grade until early high school.

These were both girls and boys. I got two boys to play with me by inserting enema nozzles. I'm sure I could've gotten one of the girls to do it, but didn't have a very good reason for us to get together. We were in band together and would sometimes spend many minutes discussing enemas.

It somehow became taboo during high school.

Most of my self administered sessions involved, my fantasizing about my friends (girls) in high school and junior high.

It seems to me that how we talk about enemas to our friends and others changes as we age. Little kids don’t have much of a filter on what they say. If you ask little Johnny why he couldn’t play yesterday after school, he might just admit that he got an enema. We would probably say, Oh, yuck, I hate that. By time we are in Jr. high, nobody will admit to getting an enema because it is embarrassing. We will just say we weren’t feeling well and no more.

As adults, we might admit to a close friend that we gave ourselves an enema for constipation. But, we are still not going to admit that we enjoyed the enema so much that we did a second one just for fun. And I am going to do it again because I like it.

I too was introduced to enemas by an Aunt (with my mother’s permission). She (the Aunt) was a district nurse and gave her daughter weekly enemas. I stayed at their house one summer and had to comply the rules. So embarrassing for a 14 year old boy but, of course, so exciting! The rest is history!

Never talked about with my schoolfriend's about such things, because there was no reason !! - i was never given an enema in my youth at home, and also it would surprise me, when my classmates have one in those times !! - it was not " up to date " in my home country !!

In a middle class neighbord with literally neat rows of houses my mother had a friend = Dolores. She was to me very tall & domineering , bossy.

Her son .. without my prompting in any way started a fairly brief conversation about how his mother had him in the tub being hosed on a regular basis.

I said something more casual like " yah me too" & left it at that. prob 1966

I never talked to my school friends about enemas but I know they got them just like I did because our mothers talked about them and exchanged recipes. That's how I started getting 1:2: 3 Enemas (1 oz. of Epsom Salts, 2 oz. of Glycerin and 3 oz. of hot water) given with a bulb syringe between 10 and 12 years old. My best friend's mother gave me one during a weekend sleepover when I was badly constipated after we had returned from a week at Boy Scout Camp. She told my mother she had given it to me and said it was a quick effective way to get a kid's bowels emptied out when there wasn't time to give a large soapsuds enema.