I'm a new member. Been reading a few others' tales & discussions, thought a bit on my experience might benefit some.
I'm a middle aged male, married x20 years. My wife has negative interest in anything anal, hers or mine. Prior to marriage, such things were a regular part of my life, so it's only been a rare sneak on my own since then.
Lately however, my fortunes have improved. I took a sales job that has me traveling several days a week, overnighting far from home. What else to do in a hotel by oneself than indulge in long forsaken pastimes!
The first issue was keeping it a secret. I couldn't very well come home from the road and unpack buckets & bags! My travel kit therefore contains the following:
- Several hotel shampoo bottles, thoroughly rinsed & filled with personal lubricant
- A few 1 gallon zip lock freezer bags
- A roll of electrician's tape
- A roll of duct tape
- A five foot section of 1/4 inch OD clear vinyl tubing
- A skien of nylon twine
- The screw off nozzle from a disposable enema (Walmart)
The lube-in-shampoo-bottles stays in my shaving kit. The bags, tapes, tubing & twine get stashed in the toolbox in the trunk of my personal car - the usual "stuff" a fellow has along with tiedown ropes, tire plugs, etcetera that won't arouse suspicion. The nozzle goes in a sandwich sized ziplock & I rubber band it to a small can of machine oil (looks like it has some repair purpose) & also goes in the trunk toolbox. When I leave for a trip, the stuff goes in the company car with me.
Using it is simple. I make a small hole in a bottom corner of a big freezer bag & push the tubing through from the inside, leaving 1 inch in the bag. I use the electrician's tape to make a water tight seal & duct tape to reinforce. Then I close a couple inches of the zip seal at the corner opposite the tubing, tie the string to it & hold in place with a lump of e-tape wrapped above the knot, then reinforce with duct tape. The loose end of the vinyl tube is a very tight press fit inside the enema nozzle. I have to spit on it to make it go in an inch or two. A heavy black binder clip out of the briefcase serves as a hose clamp, but the flow is easy to control just by folding the hose between my fingers.
I've got a thing about seeing what's going on back there - I think that's what I liked most about giving enemas to others in my premarital days (& a couple of delightful oppportunities since). Anyway, most hotels have a full length mirror securely fastened to the wall. I make a loop in the string & hang the bag at an appropriate height from the mirror frame.
My regimen is pretty standard for me these days. Once a week, I start the evening on my knees with my head on the floor (or the same position on a couple of chairs). About a cup of warm tap water for the first dose. I hold the position for five minutes, then go get rid of what would have been tomorrow mornings business.
After 30 minutes to an hour, I fill the bag to the brim. Same position. It takes quite a while to drain the bag. The flare at the base of the nozzle helps control dribbling. Often times, I have to switch to laying on my side to get the last quart or two in me. This one is hard to hold & getting rid of it becomes a twenty minute excercise in flushing & air freshener - this is the one step in the process that I do not care for. I go easy on the use of paper, as I can get raw from it. A wash & rinse in the shower when it's all out is sufficient. I wait one hour for the next step.
As the first gallon basically just knocked the nasties loose, the second gallon is essentially to wash things out. The process is the same as the first, but I can oftern do the whole gallon on my knees and watch it all in the mirror. Much easier to retain too - I can sometimes walk around, though my belly looks like I'm pregnant! Letting it go isn't nearly as icky or time consuming as the first. Another hour to the third and final step.
This one I do laying on my back in the bathtub. I hang the bag from the doorknob or the showerhead at doorknob height. By lifting my hips as high as possible, I can get a lot of water in, sometimes a gallon & another half added. The only thing coming out at this point is water with a few stray flecks & some mucous. I just let it go down the tub drain. If the whole thing is happening well for me, I sometimes repeat this step.
The upshot is that I get my kicks, I feel FANTASTIC for days afterwards, & my wife need not be bothered with that which she finds disagreeable.
If you've read this far, give me some feedback & will someone please advise whether or not the sexual aspect & activities of enemas are appropriate for this forum. If so, I've got some other secrets to share.