The enema guilt syndrome

As a young boy I got a lot of enemas and later on erections I didn’t understand but I became a quick study….when I started self administration I masturbated when I was alone in the house I felt guilty for my sexual enema play. Then I would buy an enema bag again …..guilty and then throw the bag away only to buy another enema bag. Finally I won out over the guilt I like enemas I like my large inventory of equipment if you have a problem with it well that’s your problem. I’m happy

Then I would buy an enema bag again …..guilty and then throw the bag away only to buy another enema bag.Finally I won out over the guilt I like enemas

I finally won over the shame and embarrassment recently. I went through my journal, I kept one for a number of years, dating back to the early 2000’s to review my thoughts on enemas and the way I felt. I plan on making a blog post eventually when I find the time putting together my personal story of the feelings. I enjoy enemas for the pleasure from start to finish I’ve found this group to be particularly helpful in my liberation

I thought I was the only one that had a feeling of shame, guess my catholic upbringing runs deep!

I knew nothing of an enema guilt syndrome, perhaps therefore having left the roman catholic church and being now a Protestant.

As a young boy I got a lot of enemas and later on erections I didn’t understand but I became a quick study….when I started self administration I masturbated when I was alone in the house I felt guilty for my sexual enema play.

I know that feeling too.

When I discovered my inclination to enemas and anal eroticism, I was shocked. At first I thought I was homosexual and soon I felt guilty... the gentleman is a pervert...

Luck was on my side. At the right time I got to know women who were no less perverted.

From that moment on, pleasure was one of my best friends...

As a young boy I got a lot of enemas and later on erections I didn’t understand but I became a quick study….when I started self administration I masturbated when I was alone in the house I felt guilty for my sexual enema play. Then I would buy an enema bag again …..guilty and then throw the bag away only to buy another enema bag.Finally I won out over the guilt I like enemas I like my large inventory of equipment if you have a problem with it well that’s your problem. I’m happy

I’m now going on 71, still high enjoyable libido, but serious ED probably a result of both aging and decades of many, many past AD meds for depression. Off the meds completely but it seems to be too late. With the right physical stimulation, kink or fetish items (usually sneakers, rubber clothing and accessories and plugs or enemas), and fantasy I’m still able to orgasm with a lot of effort. Since my first orgasm and first self-enema, both at age 15 in the summer, I’ve never had the slightest feeling or emotion that I would call guilt. Same for my other 5 kinks. While I’m like many here with kinks or fetishes they need or enjoy, I’ve always kept them a closely guarded secret and revealed them only to prospective women I was seriously dating and occasionally to a psychiatrist I was seeing for depression or guaranteed confidential discussion sites like Zity. However, that still isn’t guilt, but only possible embarrassment if my kinks were outed to an inappropriate person or group. Shame of guilt has never entered into it for me.

When I was in marriage counseling with my first wife in the mid-‘90’s, my then wife asked me to get rid of my collection of specialty porn magazines about rubber or enemas. I did so and don't fault her for that but eventually after our divorce in 1999 I began to accumulate kink/fetish material about rubber and enemas and other kinks, mostly computer files and not physical magazines anymore.

Eric

@Dr_Strangelove I felt guilty for my sexual enema play. Then I would buy an enema bag again …..guilty and then throw the bag away only to buy another enema bag.Finally I won out over the guilt I like enemas I like my large inventory of equipment

Sounds like something I could write - amazing it's my story too! Could kick myself now for the cycles of throwing so many classic enema bags away!!

Sounds a lot like what my Dad describes his experience growing up as a young klismo in the 1970s

He had enough common sense or “Cheap bastardness” whichever way you look at it, from both parents in him to know not to throw away any equipment.

He DID however sneak back in the woods behind the house to where some of the older kids went to smoke their dope and burned most of the Fleet bottles so he would not get caught with them.

It's pure luck that he and my mom, who went to different high schools, worked together in an after school/weekend job.

It was her younger sister who inadvertently tipped him off to Mom's enemas while he was picking her up at home for what was only their second date.

Not sure if I felt guilty in my like of enemas. I did feel embarrassed about it even though no one knew. Since I developed the like at age 12-13 I went a very long time carrying the secret. I couldn’t help but feel I must be the only one. The internet arrived and I found Zity biz. I was far from alone. I began to accept my like without the embarrassment. While a secret to people I know, not a secret here. And to a couple of mistresses who fully understand such desires. Again thank you members of Zity biz

I never felt guilty about liking enemas. I also didn't have an erection during the enema. Instead, I felt a strange excitement when I was about to get an enema. I didn't understand why I felt this way. It started when I was about 11-12 years old. When my mother said I was going to get an enema, I was very excited. This feeling grew as preparations for the enema began.

When I was 15 I got an enema in the hospital. It was very embarrassing because it was done by a trainee nurse, 1-2 years older than me. This was done under the supervision of a senior nurse. I was very ashamed and humiliated by this. But then when I recalled it, I was very aroused and masturbated imagining the scene. I didn't feel guilty, but I was amazed that it turned me on.

Add another to those of us who bought enema bags at an earlier age, used them secretly one or two times, and then stealthily disposed of them out of shame or, as likely, fear of their being discovered--and thus of our unusual sexual turn-ons being discovered. We have likely spent too much money on ebay or in “antique” stores looking for functioning vintage bags, hoses, and nozzles in the vain effort to recreate that primal dreaded, confused, and unknowingly exciting experience. Easily done in fantasy; impossible, now that we have aged, to recreate in fact. At least we now hang on to that precious vintage equipment.

You have just described me to a T! I thought I was so alone in feeling this way. Thanks so much for this post.

Hello

Not as much guilt but confusing, I was given enemas on a regular basis, couldn’t stand them. I would fuss and cry each time, at around age 10/11 the enemas stopped after a few weeks I started craving them and slowly started sneaking enemassolo. I couldn’t understand why but yes after my 3rd or 4th solo sneaking enema I began enjoying them and started masturbating playing with myself on my first enema orgasm. I remember laying back still having a qt of enema still flowing in me thinking about what was happening why was I doing this.

Yep! Went through cycles of guilt and equipment purging….especially sad since all the effort to collect them.

Catholic demonizing anything sexual did not help the mental love/hate myself issue…..if the internet had been available, and of course ZITY, it would have been helpful in realizing I was not alone in my desires and activities around enemas.

@Luscious_Liza, I completely understand. I would say the same thing. Why am I doing this?

I would (do) feel some guilt by not involving my SO- e.g. having to sneak them. As far as the enema or colonic itself or enjoying them - no guilt at all about that!!

I started out with shame and guilt and the feeling I must be gay. But as I became older I accepted that enemas brought me pleasure and intense orgasms. Later in life I had prostate surgery. Enemas became a Fierman of arousal that i thought i would no longer have after my prostate was removed. But they still aroused me and I accepted that perhaps i was lucky that i could get highly aroused form them and who knows why we are who we are but if enemas can bring you pleasure and if between adults it is consensual then why not.

We waste a lot of time on the shame and guilt. It’s much better when you accept that is who you are and who cares except you

I started out with shame and guilt and the feeling I must be gay.

It wasn't till I read a sex columnist (can't remember her name) who wrote in Penthouse magazine something to the effect that men who liked enemas were latent homosexuals. At the time I was having lots of straight sex and never had any gay thoughts - but reading that, it left me thinking about my love of things anal.

I felt guilty doing enemas as a teen bc I thought I was weird for enjoying the fact I like water in my bottom. when I discovered enema chat rooms in my early 20s, I quickly discovered I’m one of many who enjoy the wonderful world of enemas

Hi all folks !

That 's the real can of worms we all are opening here. I agree with most of views, but If I look deeply enough into myself there are no single opinion of me about myself. Yes, I understand that I'm doing no crime, but sometimes I harm my health with my kinks, and precisely in doing harm I extract greater physical pleasure. Yea, I have physical /mechanical sexual pleasure, but I understand that Mother Nature points a finger at me asking ''Where is your woman, jerk ? Or you are not worthy to have sex with woman, just with yourself ?!'' I have nothing to say defending myself. Yea, I'm not dependent on somebody for pleasure, I must not ''pay'' or ''plead'' or ''do right'' to buy my pleasure from. But I'm alone.....

Yea, christian church damns people like me, but what about Somebody we call God, never heard Him personally condemning me, I'm former christian with +/- 30 years experience and now I can cry loudly at my stupidity buying /throwing away, believing that I'm doing crime being the person I am.

Also hello to Zity. Of course, I nearly passed out when I first dialed in, I hoped to fulfill whatever I had (hopes).... so much people, so much excitement .... Sorry but ain't not we all having bigger or smaller problems with our ''cherished kinks'' ? Especially I'm upset for my urge to dress in women's clothes / acting girlishly being as they say perfectly ''straight''... where's then my ''independence'' in sexuality ?

Damn, for me looks like no good way out, I'm starting to get older and wondering when I die or get disabled and some person will have to open up my closet to clear out all the ''cherished stuff'' I'm sorry for him/her and myself alike. UGH !

Saying short: if in childhood The Problem was guilt, now the problem is love/hate inside me towards my own sexuality and dependency on ''kink'' as an everyday ''brain saver''.

But, of course you all make me feel much .... somewhat ''lighter''/ ''freely'', confessing your difficult life stories. Thank ya' all, and much at that......

It wasn't till I read a sex columnist (can't remember her name) who wrote in Penthouse magazine something to the effect that men who liked enemas were latent homosexuals. At the time I was having lots of straight sex and never had any gay thoughts - but reading left me thinking about my love things anal.

@Reddeveil Just reinforces the adage, “don't believe everything you read!!!!!”

For me it all started really young. Age 5 I think maybe a bit earlier even. I was given enemas to make me go poop as a boy. I would hold as long as possible which caused issues and led to soiling my pants. My parents and doctors tried everything and the only thing that made me go was an old fashioned enema.

So I at first was terrified of being given an enema. But it pretty much was love at first poke in my bottom. I wanted to reinact being given an enema when I was put down for a nap. As I poked around my bottom first with my finger then a marking pen I started to notice I felt intense sensations. It was like I was tickling myself and it was pleasant. I naturally got hooked on getting this new incredible sensation. It got more intense and I got myself to an orgasm at a very young age. Naturally I was really hooked on this and my mom caught me a few times and scolded me bad about doing this.

"Eric, are you sick do you want an enema … You are going to hurt yourself ?" I would answer “no it feels great”… My mom said … “you need some counselling and help, never do that again Eric”. I never stopped of course, I just hid it from her and everyone. I felt like I was the only person that liked this. I felt so much guilt and shame around this all. I learned what I was doing was sexual and felt even more shame around it. I started to think things were wrong with me. Why was I so odd.

As lately over the past few years I realize I am far from alone in enjoying enemas this way. Zity has helped me to see I am far from odd. I still get shame at times but it's better knowing even if we got here in different ways we share this here and it's OK to talk about it here.

I guess I would not call my feelings about enemas as guilt. I consider guilt to be the bad feelings you might have when you did something you know is wrong. Like stealing something. As far as I know, it is not illegal to give yourself an enema, even if only for pleasure. So unless someone like your mother or spouse told you specifically that they did not want you to give yourself an enema, there is no reason for guilt. That being said, although I sure did not broadcast it to everyone that I did it because I liked it, and many times did it in private to avoid any confrontation or sermons, I did not feel guilty. Maybe embarrassed if they found out, but not guilt. If there was any guilt about anything it was about the fact that I often masturbated while doing an enema as a teenager. Maybe I felt a little guilty about that, but not too much.

As far as I know, it is not illegal to give yourself an enema, even if only for pleasure. So unless someone like your mother or spouse told you specifically that they did not want you to give yourself an enema, there is no reason for guilt.

Easier said than done. Laying a guilt trip on someone seems to be an easy thing to do.

Being a fallen alterboy, once I started on my enema path at seventeen, I dealt with the guilt. They felt so good and yet enemas were conflicting. What a challenge; dirty, kinky, forbidden sexual pleasure or a celebration of love and acceptance? I was torn between two worlds. I was a dirty dirty enema freak or was I just O.K. but kinky? After a few years of feeling guilty, I chose both😘💕😜

I'm not sure guilt is the prime feeling I had or still have. I knew it was not “accepted” by my family - we did NO enemas My parents' attitude toward anything happening below the belt was “DON'T," whatever it was. I think I spent more time trying to think of ways I could do my very few enemas, and being resentful of their attitude. And I thought their attitude was old-fashioned, maybe even offensive. Maybe I was just selfish. Maybe it was a battle of both attitudes and wills. They certainly didn't want me to date “fast” girls, and maybe that was a good idea because I later found out I was as fertile as a stud bull and would have gotten myself into all kinds of complications!

Like many others, I'm not so sure I felt guilty about my enema use. However, I sure felt it necessary to keep it discrete or secretive. I am extremely guilty of an obsession with this simple procedure and pleasure and have been engaging well over 60 years. It wasn't until I was in my 40's that I attended EFEST in Las Vegas a few times, and discovered there were many otherwise normal and professional individuals who shared in this apparent obsession.

The opportunity to meet fellow klismos, in a face to face interaction, dispelled most hesitations and paranoia. Actually being able to share with other like minded folks was a wonderful experience. I've opined previously about some lost opportunities when much younger. As I age, those opportunities seem to have become much fewer and further in between. The bottom line is that potential embarrassment posed many issues, but guilt wasn't the most discouraging factor as time progressed.

I struggled with the enema and lingerie guilt thing, buying and throwing away, until my first wife asked me to leave, nothing to do with anything anal. Then I found zity and was home alone for nine years, so learned to relax and enjoy. Now my beautiful blonde sleeps while I do my morning enema and is totally cool, so no guilt what so ever. Soooo fortunate.

Enema guilt. Very controlling mother ! If I showed any “like” or “Want” for an enema her anger could not be measured. But if it was Friday after school I had to sit on the bed waiting for her. How can I pass on to another that yes it felt good getting one {or more} If I showed anything other than stoic acceptance …Well you didn't want to be there. How could I tell another that yes I liked it.

Her Friday's enemas could be in and out, or be over and over, until after all of it I could do was lay on my bed and sleep. How could I ever tell anyone that sometimes it felt good ? If for any reason it was … say thursday and I was told “go to you're room” I knew what was coming and It still would happen Friday. I spent years after I got away from her avoiding any thought of enemas or anything anal.

When my sub and I started dating he hid his enema use and equipment from me for awhile. To him it was so odd and weird he didn't feel I would feel comfortable with it. It has to be such a big relief to admit what turned him on. Though the “why” is still not always clear.