When did enemas first become sexual for you?

I had received enemas from my mother in early childhood up to about age 5 and then stopped getting them. Evidently I was prone to constipation do to some medicine I had to take. Anyway, they must have left a lasting impression on me.

I was a late bloomer, but my cousin who was a year older taught me about masturbation. A few attempts at it felt good but nothing earthshaking. Then one day I was sitting on the edge of the tub stroking my small prepubescent penis when all of a sudden a feelong came over me and my penis was throbbing uncontrollably and wham! oh my it was scary and wonderful all at the same time. It did really scare me but the wonderful sensations drive me to try it again about two hours later.. I’m hooked!

Soon thereafter I remembered the enemas and upon searching the bathroom cabineyes I found what looked like the syringe my mother used on me but but a lot larger. I was very erect and I filled the sink with water and swished some soap around in it snd filled the syringe, inserted it and squeezed the bulb. Oh m, a few strokes and boom! I had an orgasm. It was 3 more years before I actually produced any ejaculate but the dry orgasms were still awesome snd I was hooked on the enemas, anal stimulation and the rest is history. At age 72 I’m still enjoying my kink.

When I was about 15 a friend of my sister gave me an enema . She sat on the edge of the bed and had me lay over her lap. As soon as she inserted the nozzle I got aroused, and while she was putting the water in me I got so excited I made a mess on the towel she had spread out on her lap. She didn't say anything, she just laughed and watched me run for the bathroom. I only saw her one other time after that, it was at party and she never mentioned it when we talked. I never seen her after that. I thought about what she did to me quite often, and that's where my thing for enemas really got started

Bucket, what was the reason for your sister's friend to give you an enema?

J-lbis, Good question! Bucket, could we get some more details?

I am male and had a male cousin we played with often. His mom and mine were sisters. He was 4 years older and full of stories. For example, When he started popping off, he claimed he splattered the ceiling. He often expressed a desire to stick it in my butt. My brother and i were getting regular enemas and dad needed them because his war injury left his guts in disarray with adhesions inside and parts missing, feeling fortunate just to be alive with a real family. We never told about our cousins stories or thoughts. Being farmers, the mechanics of reproduction was common knowledge. His thing in my butt began to make sense as a way of learning that with a safe dry run. I had no mind for sex, but the curiosity of working out the mechanics got my interest and our enemas reinforced the thought. One summer night while adults were playing Canasta inside, i brought out a makrell fish can with bacon grease in it, as that was our nozzle lube. Seeing that, he quickly dabbed some on his pecker and began working it up for us to appreciate his grate prowess in hand. Being butt oriented, i remarked, it was too big for my butt. Not realizing i had created a challenge, was surprised when he thought we aught to investigate with a finger to see. My brother was with him and had me drop my pants so our big cousin could check it out. I defensively asked cousin Clinton if he had ever tried getting one in his butt. “Yes, there was this time, , , ” and off he went with one of his windy's about a night just like this one, a while back, finishing with, it was OK and he got it in all right while he had held still for it. Brother Bill wanted me to kick off my pants and just let him give it a try to see.

Clint coached me to push out while he worked the grease into me. And that he did while i bent and spread at his prompting and coaxing encouragement. To all of our surprise it went well and he gave us a weather report saying it was hot in there. We were all enema oriented and sticking it in, was it. Being fairly tight and hot, he did not stay in for long. We all felt like, wow growing up was strange. From there my enemas began to cause me to imagine being pregnant and wanting to show. Adults were always talking about pregnancies showing. I was about in the third grade, maybe 8yrs old. Looking back, i realize, my cousin was making it all up, all of it and doubt he had ever so much as blown a real wad.

But even with all that, to my mind, the enema did not pick up a sexual connection, till by accident with a self administered belly full, my pecker needed attention. Through my high school years they flowed together, yet another story.

To this day honestly, most of my enemas are practiced with fantasy of giving girls safe enema comfort, and adventure, not real sex.

@bagman wow! how interesting his story is. And this question of your mother punishing you with enema, she did not realize that you were enjoying being punished?

For me I was really young 5 years old I think. My parents had problems potty training me and I held back my BMs if I got the urge to go. This led to problems of me messing my underwear. This must have been quite frustrating for my mom so she took me to see a doctor about it. At the doctors visit the doctor examined me and slid his finger in my bottom a few times. This of course was quite a surprise. I also was given a suppository and an enema at his office.

This all was quite traumatic but at the same time I did notice when they were invading my bottom I felt a very unusual sensation. I remember it felt like a tickling feeling throughout my body. It was so memorable that when my mom put me down for a nap I started to poke around my bottom and play like I was having an enema. In short order I was rewarded by feeling this same tickle feeling as I was poking my bottom with first my finger and then a crayon. This feeling only grew more intense. It was incredible. Then as I continued to poke around my butt I felt like I could actually reach a tickle deep inside of myself. It was definitely an out of body experience. An orgasm . Yes at only 5 years old. Well needless to say I became hooked on this ever since those early days.