Who got enemas from mom after turning 21

I got enemas twice a week. Tuesday and Friday night This started around 4 years old. When I got married at 21 mom showed my wife what had to be done to keep my bowels moving. Wife just keeps the Tuesday and Fridays enemas going. When dad passed away mom moved in with us. Mom asked my wife if she could start doing some of my enemas. My wife agreed. I almost fainted when my wife walked in with the enema bag and MOM was right behind her. After we got married my wife got a dildo enema nozzle and started using it on me. Mom was behind her carrying the dildo nozzle. I was 39 at the time. My wife showed mom how she gave me enemas with the 16 inch long dildo nozzle. Mom as amazed how the nozzle went in and the 3 quarts of soapy water went in too. My wife started to fuck my ass with the dildo nozzle to mix up the soapy water and mom was wow! Mom got to do some of my enemas till she passed away. She always did like to give me enemas. When they both got together for one I never knew what to expect. One thing that always happened was I got cleaned out very well. Mom would say this is going to stretch your hole a little. Being 2.5 inch across, ouch it did. Then the warm water started and made it slippery for that monster dildo to go all the way in. If the water stopped flowing they would squeeze the inline bulb and that would inject the water high in me. They both never left any water in the bag. I did cry sometimes but the keep going till the end. I was 58 when mom passed. When that nozzle goes in I still remember mom.

All I can say is WOW……..

I did

I did into my mid-20's until I moved away from home to take my first job. They weren't as frequent as when I was in Elementary School, Junior High and High School, but she still gave me one when a laxative didn't relieve my constipation or when I was too sick to go to school (University).

I did at 23 while home on leave and being constipated from crappy airline food.

I still have a year to go until 21, but I would certainly not at all be surprised if Mom continued!

My wife and I would get enemas from her mother when we came for a visit. She had us both get naked at the start, even though we got the enema one at a time. It was very erotic and I would get an erection. MIL didn't mind.

I remember that I was staying with Mom for the weekend about 20 years ago. I took her out for supper at her favorite restaurant. And then returned back to her apartment. We watched her favorite television program and when it was over I told her that I was going to take an enema. She then spoke up saying that she didn’t have an enema bag in the house any longer. I told her that it was ok that I had brought mine from home. I went back to the back bathroom and got the enema ready. After filling my red fountain syringe with warm soapy water I called for Mom. I could not find anywhere to hang it from. Mom came back, shook her head at me, and then using her mind left the room but soon returned with a coat hanger. She handed it to me and I slipped the hanger through the hole at the top of the bag. Then Mom pointed to the shower curtain rod and said ”hang it there!” Which I did. Then, realizing that I left my Vaseline at home I asked Mother if she had any? Mom took me into her bathroom and pointed up to a cabinet that was over my head. I jumped up on a lower cabinet that was below the cabinet that contained the Vaseline. Opening the cabinet’s door, I retrieved the Vaseline. I closed the cabinet’s door and then jumped down from the lower cabinet. I leaned over and kissed Mom’s cheek and as I exited the room, Mom patted my butt saying “I hope you enjoy that enema!” I smiled back at her And then proceeded to take my enema. When the bag was empty I called for Mom. I remained on the floor in the knee chest position with enema nozzle still embedded in my rectum. Mom came to the door and said “yes, Mike?” I asked her if she would mind refilling my bag. Mom spoke, “Mike, I think you have already taken enough water!” I looked up at her and said “Please!” With the said, Mom stepped past me and reached up and took down the bag. She, then, moved over to the sink where she turned on the water and after getting the water temperature to a rather warm temp asked ”how much?” I told her to fill it all the way, which she did. She, then, stepped past me again and rehung the blotted bag above me. I could hear the water replacing the air in the hose. Mom, then, took the hose in hand and opened the tube’s shut-off. Warm water began to flow into me again. Mother leaned down patted my back and left me to continue taking my enema. After, I had expelled the enema, I rejoined Mom in the tv room and told her thank you. Her response was “Mike, I will never understand why you like taking those things so much!” I leaned over and kissed her cheek!

My Mom stopped in my 1st year in High School. Think only because I left the nozzle in my jeans pocket while sneaking them, only later to find it on top of the dryer by my clean clothes. Ooop's ! Not a word ever said though.

Wow, I would like to have experienced some of these scenarios. Came close once but shyness blew away the opportunity.

@miker Did your mom keep an enema bag just for you, and discarded it after you left?

Mom has given me enemas my entire life and continues to even at 31 years old

Pecan Nutjob- Not really sure… she cut one up in front of me to get me to stop taking them. But, I kept bugging her to get a new one… finally, one day while we were in a Rexall Drug store I wondered over to the Feminine Hygiene area and after Mom finished getting what she was after she found me there looking at the many choices of syringes. She decided to embarrass me by saying in a rather loud voice… “Mike, what is it with you son? Why do you want to take enemas so bad? Well? I am waiting! If you want a new enema bag, here’s some money, pick you out one! But, you will have to pay for it!” I picked out a Rexall Victoria Combination syringe just like the one Mama had cut up and I did take it to the checkout counter and paid for it myself. And when we got home, I took the bag into our bathroom and put the box down on the edge of the bathtub! I, then, sat down on toilet and waited on Mom. She eventually came in and yes, she did give me several enemas with my new enema bag that day!

I did while in graduate school @ our state university from my mom when home during semester / holiday breaks . Then there was my ‘ older aunt ’ who was in fact my grandmother's ‘ baby sister ’ being just a few years older than mom who lived about an hour away from our university city . Both of these ladies were available and did in fact give me cleansing enemas through age 25 at which age I graduated with an advanced degree . I always looked forward to our very special ‘ enema time ’ even as a young man . Mom when she knew the semester was about to end would ask in our last telephone conversation before I packed up to come home : … ‘ my boy will you be needing a good enema from your mom when you come home ’ ???? ……. she always laughed at her own seemingly ludicrous question to me knowing what my answer would always be …………. and I would always hurry home as safely and soon as possible to make our agreed upon ‘ event ’ a reality on the day of my return where she was always ‘ ready ’ for me as well ………… and if I was late ………. there was always an ‘ about an hour before bedtime ’ enema ‘ date ’ we had with the next day ‘ mid-morning ’ / ‘ early afternoon ’ being set aside for a ‘ royal flush ’ while my dad was in his corporate office . Our times were always ‘ private ’ , intimate and very special as to our ‘ mom son ’ enemas .