I suppose the anticipation of what was going to be given to me is my biggest turn on with enemas! Always, the thought invigorates my mind and stomach for that matter.... "I am going to be getting an enema! I am going to be getting an enema!" I can remember two specific times when the thought of me fixing to receive an enema made a major impact in my love of enemas. Number 1 occurred when I was a boy, maybe 10 years old. My mother had stopped giving me small bulb enemas at the recommendation of our new family doctor. He recommended that she give me oral laxatives instead. I hated those things with a passion. So unpredictable and at the same time often caused me to feel all sluggish for days. I literally begged my Mother to shelve those things and start back to giving me enemas. She didn't. Meanwhile, a neighbor girl told me one day about her Mother giving her an enema with her mother's douche bag. She said that it was incredible and that I should get my Mother to give me one. Well, I tried. I told her what Dattie had said about the enema that her Mom had given her with her douche bag. Mom listened, but did not say anything. After a minute or so of silence, I asked Mom to please give me one like Dattie got. Mom didn't say anything and I left her alone. I didn't give up and asked her almost daily. Still no success came my way. I, even, went to her Mother, my grandmother, for help. Mam-Maw listened and did speak to Mom on my behalf. She even went as far as to buy Mom a Rexall Victoria Combination syringe to use on me. Still no success came my way. Weeks went by and finally Mom decided to do it. Why? I think that she felt sorry for me... Why? I had began chunking up my Castoria almost nightly. Epsom Salt solution had similar results. Anyway, Mom woke me up on a Saturday morning, which by the way was also my birthday. Since it was a day when I didn't have school and she didn't have work I guess she decided to give me a special birthday present. How did she do it? She did it by tickling my neck with her finger and then whispering in my ear that she had something special for me,. I remember her pulling me out of my bed by my right arm and leading me into my bathroom where I saw the syringe filled and hanging on the wall above my toilet. Upon seeing it, I left the room and went back into my bedroom where I hid behind my closet door. Butterflies were flying in my stomach and I know I was all giddy just thinking about what was about to happen to me. Mother called me and said "Mike, if you don't come in here right now and let me give you this enema, I am going to take it down and if I do, I don't want to hear another word about me giving you this kind of enema!" Well, I went in and Mother gave me three special birthday enemas that morning with my new enema bag! Number 2 occurred on my wife's and my first visit to the Smokey Mountains. We had rented a cabin and I think my wife thought this vacation was our 2nd honeymoon. I had written my wife a note about six months earlier asking her to give me a special enema someday. Well, she didn't, but while we were at the cabin, she surprised me one morning. I was sitting in the cabin's tv room watching the weather channel, when she pulled something out of a sack she was carrying. The something turned out to be a new Faultless combination syringe. She, then, came over to the couch that I was sitting on and sat down next to me. She, then, gave me a very loving kiss and asked me if I was ready for that special enema that I had requested. My pulse rate probably jumped 80 to 100 beats above my normal heart rate. My penis also became engorged and rock hard. My wife proceeded to get up off of the couch, pat me on the head and proceeded to the cabin's bathroom carrying the new syringe in her hand. I heard the water turn on. Then, I could hear my wife pulling the new syringe out of the syringe's box. I can say that I had vision's of what was about to happen to me flowing all through my body. I could hardly breathe. Then, wife appeared back into the tv/kitchen area. She went to the cabin's refrigerator and opened the freezer door. Next, she opened one of the kitchen cabinets taking out a bowl. She, then, started putting ice cubes into the bowl. When it was full, she came over to me, took my right hand and led me into the cabin's bathroom where I saw the red hot water bottle hanging from one of the towel racks. It was full and waiting for me and to say that I was floating on cloud 9 would be a little less than what I was truly feeling. Anyway, wife gave me my special enema and it didn't take me long to have an explosive orgasm. The combination of the hot enema water combined with cold ice cubes were more than I could stand. Just the thought of these 2 events bring smiles to my face even today. Oh, what a great day those 2 days were!