Seen Enema Gear at a Friends House?

Have you ever been to a friends house and noticed their gear? Have you ever ended up with an enemate afterward?

I keep wishing it will happen....

My job often takes me into the bathroom in the customer's master bedroom. I snoop when I can. I've never found enema equipment.

When I was a teenager at a friends house, the bag was hanging openly in the shower. That was quite a thrill as I was already an enema addict. Never have ended up with an enemate though.

In the "golden age" it was not unusual at all to see the enema bag and attachments on the bathroom door or shower curtain rod in friends' homes. In other homes it was likely the equipment was in a closet. Didn't it make us feel happy that we weren't the only ones that we given "the cure" when needed? It didn't produce an actual enemate, unfortunately.

No, never saw anything - and I grew up in the 1950's

Not in the last 50 years...times are much different now. Many fewer bags, many more pills.

I leave our bags on the back of the door so that my friends can see them. I like when they want to ask about it or her all embarrassed coming from the bathroom. I have only seen one bag in my life at a relatives home.

Years ago I went to visit a Gf. Before I knocked on her front door I noticed a green box laying next to front step. It was a Fleets! I squirreled it away and never mentioned it to her. Stupid me! But that is the problem with youth... acute dumbness.

what might of been...

I had a girlfriend in college who was a single mom with a two year old daughter. One Friday night I went upstairs to use the bathroom and their was a enema bag with the rectal nozzle hanging from the shower rod to dry. I was too embarrassed to bring it up even though we were sleeping together. I never found out who it had been used on, My girlfriend, her roommate, or her little girl.

When I was a kid I house sat for the family across the street. There son was a friend who was a year younger than me. I found an amber enema bag in the hall closet. I never said any thing about it.

Once when doing some yard work for an elderly lady, I went in to use their restroom. I used the one in her grown daughter's room. I noticed a bag (really a douche setup) hanging in the bathtub. I decided to give it a try. When expelling, the daughter came home and knocked on the closed bathroom door. Busted! She never found out - that I am aware of. Nothing became of it.

When I was a teenager I babysat for the two girls next door. Several times I had seen their white enema bulb in the back corner of the linen closet and wondered who it was used on, but nothing was ever said. One night while babysitting the girls I went to the bathroom and saw the bulb sitting there. It was about eleven PM, the girls were in bed and I was bored. I had just given myself a few squirts and sat on the toilet waiting to expell. Just then one of them walked in. I had not locked the door. I was sort of in shock and did not say or do anything. I just sat there speechless while she got herself a drink of water then asked me if I had a tummy ache. She pointed to the bulb sitting on the corner of the vanity and said, "That's for a bad tummy ache." Before I could answered she left, closing the door behind her.

I was worried she would say something to her mother and it would be a problem, but nobody ever said anything about it.

I have run across someone's stuff a few times, but none of them lead to anything.

The first was when I was maybe 10 and getting interested in enemas. I was at my friend's house and we were in the bathroom pissing in the toilet when i spotted a bulb enema syringe on a shelf. I asked my friend if it was used on him. He said not this time. He said he got a few but his sister Mary gets them more. Mary was a year younger, and I tried to imagine that black nozzle in her skinny little butt.

Years later and married we were invited to a co-worker's home for a party. I went to the bathroom and opened the vanity door under the sink. There was the typical red bag with a douche nozzle. It apparently was used for a douche. It smelled like vinegar.

Another time in another friend and co-worker's bathroom I spotted a douche bulb.

The last time was when my wife and I visited my uncle and his new wife, who was a very proper "Southern Belle". In the guest bathroom there was (apparently new) a Faultless syringe. The kind with the yellow latex bag. I wondered if it was a southern thing to make a syringe available for guests. We did not use it.

I was in High School and was spending the day with a buddy at his house. I went to take piss and there hanging in plain sight was a open top comfy enema bag, just like the one mom used on me. I mentioned the enema bag to Jeff and we talked about our enemas. one thing and two hard ons led to mutual enemas. I was given them just like he got from his mother, full bag non stop.

I think only three times, both when I was much younger (teens and twenties); once in my gf's house (I later used it on her--a lot!); she showed it to me. The second time I was visiting a (male) friend, and his bag was flopped over the tub, and had obviously been used that morning. Don't know if it was an inviatation, but I'm straight anyway, so I didn't ask. The last time was when I was over to dinner at a friend's home. This was quite a surprise, since I expected such things to be at least a little bit hidden (this was a newly married couple), but there it was, on a hook at the bathroom door.

I can't remember ever "searching" for stuff; everything was always either shown to me, or was out in plain view.

Years ago I was in the house of our client, a beautiful woman. In the bathroom hung openly red enema bag. I was very excited and pleased - so beautiful woman enjoys enema. Wow!

> Have you ever been to a friends house and noticed their gear?

When I was growing up in the 1940s and 1950s, almost every home with children had an enema bag and one was a common sight in my friends' bathrooms. Often, a big red enema bag would be visible hanging on the back of the bathroom door when I closed it to use the toilet. The red hose was attached to the bottom of the rubber bag, would loop down and back up and into the open top. If no enema bag was visible, I could look into the bathroom closet or the cabinet under the lavatory and almost always be rewarded by the sight of an enema bag (and on some occasions, an enema bulb too). Frequently there was a jar of Vaseline or (as in my own home) Ponds cold cream and some Ivory soap near the enema bag.

On memorable occasions, I found enema bags that had obviously been recently used. They hung either from the shower curtain rod or a towel rack and often still contained at least a little of the enema solution. I usually checked the bags contents and always examined the enema tip at the end of the hose. The most common nozzles were the 'adult rectal' ones--black rubber, bat-shaped, with one hole at the very end. Occasionally, I would find a similarly-shaped but shorter nozzle that I presumed was the 'infant rectal tip' for very young kids. Often there was still evidence of the lubricant--Vaseline or cold cream but once there was soap smeared on the nozzle. Several times, I was surprised to discover a much larger nozzle on the hose. They were longer and shaped differently than the nozzles I was used to. I now know they were douche nozzles but then I just assumed they were what grown-ups used when they took an enema. I do suspect that some of those I saw were in fact used for enemas since they were lubricated and the friends whose houses I saw the big nozzles in had teenaged brothers.

I guess turn-about's fair play because a friend once saw the enema bag out in my own bathroom. We were playing in my yard one summer afternoon when he needed to go in to pee. I went with him and was a bit embarrassed to discover our enema bag still hanging in the bathroom. My parents had given me an enema that morning and I guess just hadn't gotten around to putting the bag up yet. My friend grinned when he saw it and said something like "You too?" After we peed we went back outside and had a long and very interesting conversation that I won't describe now.

Several times when I was much younger, I went to a young woman's apartment, and when using the bathroom discovered a fountain syringe on the back of the door. Once was after playing tennis with a regular tennis partner. I never said anything, but since she probably knew I would be coming over after our game nearby, I now wonder if that was some kind of hint to me.

When you notice it, it's better to let it go in one eye and out the other. Now you know they share another interest that you have. Tread carefully, don't raise the subject, but if they ever mention it to you, matter-of-factly acknowledge knowing that stuff was there. and go from there.

I visited a friend of mine and saw baking soda and salt on the bathroom sink, along with a bulb syringe. I thought that was interesting. Then we went into the bedroom to chat and I saw a stack of under pads. I asked my friend about them, along with what I found in the bathroom. The under pads were puppy pads for their chihuahua. The baking soda, salt and bulb syringe was for some dental/sinus problem his wife was having. Such a shame.

It's rare to find someone who is into enemas and always nice to find kindred spirits.

I recently talked with an old high school friend and discovered he has been into enemas since his early teens. Now that he's older, he's concerned about his health as his father and sister had colon cancer. He doesn't take enemas now but after talking with me, he's seriously considering picking up a bag soon. I hope he does.

This true story happened when I was a very young teen. I was at a friends house. Both of his parents worked which was a little unusual in the late 50's - early 60's. Their bathroom had a chest (or at least that's how I remember it). In the chest was a cloth bag containing at least two curved douche nozzles and an open top bag. I cannot remember a hose or clamp but it must have been present. At that age, I did not know about douching and thought everything went in the bum. I thought the black curved nozzle was a curved adult rectal nozzle. I took one of the nozzles and inserted in my bum just to see what it felt like. There was no lubrication! While the feeling was good, it caused a strong urge to go so I removed the nozzle, cleaned it off (had some crap as one might imagine) and put it back where I found it. I never discussed my find with my friend but did ask him on another day if he ever had to have an enema. I don't think anyone was the wiser!

Many years ago, in about 1970, I visited a married friend in his apartment for a meeting for a meeting. The meeting went on for several hours and I needed to pee, so went to the bathroom. It was a small apartment with only one bathroom and no powder room.

While peeing I noticed a woven wood basket on a shelf right beside the toilet with a Rexall Defender Travel syringe, neatly folded in half, with the hose neatly coiled on top and the douche nozzle attached. It unquestionable belonged to my friends wife and it's use was equally certain. The syringe looked like this:

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Except it was a later version and both the bag and the hose were red Latex

I have discovered enema/douche equipment on many occasions and in a variety of circumstances. Most of the kids I played with as a youngster, had some type of rubber item plainly visible in their bathroom. Back in my childhood, most of the apartments and small homes had a single bathroom. Enemas were very common and the equipment usually hung to dry.

In this day and age, most homes have a master bath along with the bathroom used by guests or other occupants. If you snooped in my master bath, you'd be treated to some beautiful vintage equipment. While I've not developed a relationship with a so-called enemate, I've had the privilege to share my passion with others.

Some of those "finds" over the years have resulted in some fond memories and fantasies.

Not only do I not allow snooping in my house, I don't DO that either.

The friends I have who even know what an enema is are all discreet enough that I'm sure they would not leave equipment in plain sight any more than I would. Not being a snoop, I'm unlikely to see anything.

Back about 50 years ago my dad took me fishing over on the st johns river who we also visited my uncle with his wife. I had to be about 10 at the time. They lived on a house boat so there wasn't a whole lot of room on board as you can imagine. All I remember is that for whatever reason I had gotten wet during the fishing trip and when we got back to the houseboat, they offered for me to use their shower. When I went into the bathroom to use the toilet I saw a huge red enema bag hanging in the shower in plain site, long hose included. (My aunt was a nurse). When I came out, I declined the use of their shower, as that bag was very intimidating to say the least at the time. Just the thought of that thing in the shower with me was quite scary at the time. Today is another story, bring it on. Several years later, I was definitely hooked and loved them ever since.

Yes to the first part and no to the second part. I always bring up the subject, however, so maybe. After all, like the lottery, the only way to a yes or "sure" is to ask. As for "snooping" most everyone does it out of curiosity, even those with no enema knowledge, intent or interest. People just want to know what your bathroom and/or bedroom look like. So make that bed.

I posted this in another thread but I think it's worth posting again.

I'm really more of a child of the '60s than the '50s so this story is of the '60s. I was invited to a party to a classmate who lived in an old house that was actually built before the civil war. The house was lovely but unlike most of my classmates, the rec room was on the top floor, not the basement so we were going up the stairs not down. Alexandria and I were looking for the girl who hosted the party and had walked down the stairs to the second floor. As we came down the stairs a door opened and Harriet's sister came out and we thanked her for the party and asked where her sister was. As we were standing there chatting, I noticed that on the wall opposite a bathtub was an open-top family syringe hanging on the wall. Now, this was not uncommon in those days plus this was not a guest bathroom as the floor above with the rec room had two bathrooms. However, besides the syringe was a small rack like toothbrush holder with several nozzles. It's still the strangest thing that I have ever seen in a home regarding enema or douche devices.

What is the point of separate nozzles? The hose is going to be contaminated during the course of the enema, so cross contamination will happen and unless a certain size/style of nozzle is preferred by different people it is pointless to switch really.

Speaking of cross contamination - I wonder how many mothers had their douche nozzles contaminated by their kids who used the nozzle on the sly for anal purposes.. I had no idea about cross-contamination when I was a boy believing the douche tip connected to the bag hanging in the bathroom was for adult enemas - and when no one was around I'd sneak it up my bum...

To answer the question asked about seeing enema gear at a friend's house -- No, never did, which is surprising since I grew up in the early 1950's.

What is the point of separate nozzles?

I'm not sure if your question is directed at me; however, I have no answer. I am just reporting what I saw so many, many years ago.