When did you realize enemas turned you on?

I was doing and enjoying my own enema at age 9. Mastrubated during an enema at 13, and lost my virginity just before I turned 17. Yet didn't really make a firm connection.

It took until 22, to really appreciate the beauty in a pairing of enema and sex. That happened in Japan when I was stationed there. Generally, I find the Japanese light years ahead of us in surrounding their sexuality with beauty.

I always connect enemas with sexual play. I made a blog entry the other day about my first time doing so. If I am alone, of course I stroke off at some point during my self-administered enema.

When I do an enema on myself is usually just for the relaxing feeling afterwards; when I give one to a sub it can just for that reason, to prep her for anal sex or to discipline her so to me the feeling for the enema depends on the reason it is being used.

When I was 14 and in the hospital for a GI series and other tests. I'd never heard of an upper and lower GI series. All I knew was was going to happen was x-rays, blood and urine tests. I was totally surprised and embarrassed when an orderly gave me a series of enemas. Over two days I got six enemas not counting the barium. I'd always hated enemas and had a hard time taking them.

At the time of the hospital stay the hormones had worked their magic on my body. Even though I was horrified and humiliated I became excited during the enemas. I also got excited when they were mentioned or I thought about them. I mean it didn't take much at that age. The feelings and reaction to enemas, thinking about/getting/seeing the bag even, continued after I left the hospital. The feelings of embarrassment are also part of it even now. I don't have a clue how the feelings got tied into getting and thinking about enemas.

I never received enemas as a child, but my two best male friends, Tim and Clarence, did and they would tell me about them. Tim even showed me the enema bag his mother, a nurse, used on him. It was a green open top bag with white hose and nozzles. Anyway, even as a young boy this did something to me. As I got older and reached my early teen years, whenever I thought about giving guys enemas I would get turned on.

I still get that feeling, even after all these years. As a small boy in the late 1960's and early 70's of course going into the local Rexall Drug Store there was a large selection of enema bags and bulb syringes. I would casually look around at them when my mother had to go into the store for something. Growing up in a small town I could just wander the store without any problem.

Sure at a young age in elementary schjool. Guess as I was starting to enter puberty.

As a Kid growing up...My Mom [a Nurse] gave me a few enemas, but I never Thought sexually about them then. what was funny was She would strip down to her Panties, and Bra, to avoid possibly soiling her dress. A couple of times I remember her still in her stockings and Garter belt, or Girdle. As a Kid I never connected Enemas in a sexual way until I was about 9. I was in the Hospital to have surgery on my Foot to repair a torn tendon. The Night before Surgery after visiting hours the nurse took me to another room that had a Toilet, bathtub and Thick vinal Mat on floor. This was when I first found out what SSE till Clear meant. This Nurse was pretty and curvy. She had me lie on the Mat. She proceeded to lube up my butt and put up a balloon nozzle in my butt. She was in a squating position while doing so and I glanced over and saw straight up her skirt, which between the sensations of what she was doing with my butt and the look up her skirt I was getting warm and Tingly in my Pecker. She then stood over me squeezing the bag while the solution ran in and I was getting a full view of under her dress....Full Panties, open bottom girdle and stockings. I managed to hide my hardon. After that Enema was done she pulled out the Nozzle and let me relieve myself. SSE till clear meant 4 more enemas...and by the time that last enema was done, I had a bad case of Blue Balls...they hurt bad. I could not understand much of any of this [at 9 years old?] But I did know I needed to climax...which I did as I was expelling that last enema. As the years went on I found that was always turned on by 1 seeing full cut panties on a girl, and 2 enemas which I realized Later from a Nurse Girl friend of mine...who had the sensitivity to understand what combining both would do for me. [Yes.....Freud would have a real Field day on me].

Looking back some five or more decades I see myself as a young boy already obsessed with enemas and spankings, especially the former. Although there was no hint of prebubescent arrousal, I alread experienced what can only be described as a naughty thrill while thinking or fantazing about the subject. Whether it was sitting at the foot of the bed watching my mom squeeze several bulb fulls of soapy water into my baby brother's bottom from the red Rexall enema bulb, or those secret times I would spend exploring the depth of my rectum with a well worn tooth brush handle while hiding from prying eyes behind our basement furnace.

Later, small peices of face soap would find their way into my playmate's little girl bottom as suppositories as we played the mommy / daddy game. As for my own experience at the hands of mom and grandma, I must admit I still protested and complained about the enemas I got. Yet, strangely, while other kids dreamed of toys & dragons, I dreamt of adult Aunts and friends of mom giving me big soapsuds enemas.

One of my favorite and reocurring dreams centered around the big white douche bulb with it's anatomically tapered pipe and wide shield that my mom kept in our linnen closet. Not knowing anything about feminine hygiene,, I thought it was an enema device for grownups. In my dreams, mom and grandma would grease up the big white rubber pipe and squeeze bulb after bulb of soapy water into my bum as I lay perched over mom's lap, or lie face down on my grandmas kitchen table covered with a blanket. . Later, I would find the antique douche bulb hidden in the bottome of my grandmothers dresser drawer. it featured an even longer, hard black rubber spray pipe that added new fuel to my enema bulb fantasies.

Ah! the joys of youth...

Electra.

I started to get nemas when I was younger than two years old. Suprisingly I have some memories of these episodes. There were bulb enemas. When I was aroung four my mom started to give me enemas with a can. Usually my young aunt or my grandmother assissted my mother. They stood on a stool near the bed where my mom put a nozzle in my anus. They hung the enema can very high so the flow was very intensive. When I was around six, some stupid doctor told my mom to stop giving me enemas if she does not want me to a homosexual. She did not know that I was already hooked by anal stimulation and never refused from such stimualation nor from women, nor from men. But without enemas I stared to dream about them. I remember couple of my vivid dreams where girls gave me enemas. I was able to play with enemas on a regular basis only when I become an adolecsent.

My one and only was between 2-3 given by my grandmother and mother. I started on my own at about 12 after hearing an attractive friend of my mothers tell her about giving her little girls enemas and then to herself.

With the age of 29 when my girlfriend asked for it, was really suprising but after a while it became "normal"

At a very young age I connect arrousal to enemas. I still do! The two go together well.

When I was 21, I dated a gal who enjoyed both giving and receiving enemas. At that time I knew about enemas but had never experienced them. She showed me how she liked to receive from the anticpation and build up, inserting the nozzle, moving it in and out of her bum, to touching her vaginally, through the releasing of her enema, which for her caused her to become very horny. She also enjoyed giving enemas as sensually as she liked to receive them, from the foreplay she used prior to inserting the nozzle, inserting the nozzle, using her tongue and mouth, and ultimateIy the intercourse that followed. I took the time to listen and learn and over the years have been fortunate enough to have met three others who also enjoyed both the joy of receiving enemas as well as providing very erotic enemas.

I had a similar experience. Our thing was the giver pleasured the taker.

When i first started with enemas at around age 16-17 it was absolute nonsexual. Then maybe a year later, i started masturbating after the enema. Not much later i masturbated during the enema and now only thinking of it, gets me a boner.

I loved moms bulb enemas

I always got an erection during an enema as far back as I can remember (about age 4). Started thinking of this as sexual at probably 9 or 10 years old. First ejaculated during an enema at age 12. This led to confused feelings for a while because I enjoyed the sexual pleasure of ejaculating, but at the same time I hated the pain and discomfort of the soapsuds enema and felt embarrassed at what had happened.

We were married at 19yo. I think our first e-play started around 22 years old. Have not stopped yet with a few other kinks too!

I remember the incident very well, even 50+ years later. I was maybe 10 or 11 and had been jerking off since I was maybe 8 or 9. I had gotten quite a few enemas from as young as I can remember. I never really minded them and the feeling of the black enema nozzle my mother used as it was sliding into my little butt was actually pleasurable. Because of that, I started fingering myself when I jerked off and it made my orgasm much more intense. I didn't usually get a hardon when she gave me an enema but one time, the last one she gave me, I was on my stomach on a towel in the bathroom, naked from the waist down. She put the nozzle in me and started the flow. I think the bag was too high because I got cramps ( which seldom happened because she was a nurse and very good at giving enemas) and started to wiggle around on the towel. I remember getting a hardon that I really didn't want because I didn't want her to see it. But very quickly, I had an orgasm, my first enema orgasm, and was moaning softly. I'm not sure she knew what was going on but it was the last enema she gave me. After that, whenever the house was empty, I sneak out the enema bag and give myself an enema while I jerked off.

My first experience was when visiting London - I replied to an Ad offering a relaxation enemas - I remember climbing the stairs at the back of a house, ringing the bell and being invited in by a large Lady wearing a white overall. She quickly had me strip and lay on a rubber covered couch. She returned with an old fashioned enamel container with a rubber tube. She hung this on a hook above the couch and then inserted the tube in my anus. The fluid seemed to run in very fast and I cramped very quickly. She held me down reassuring me that it was quite normal and that the cramps would pass. `After about ten minutes she invited me to evacuate after which she had me return to the couch. Now she suggested that I have a full colonic wash out to really clean me out. She disappeared into another room returning with all sorts of tubes, buckets, rubber gloves and now wearing a long rubber apron. She smiled and reassured me the apron was for her protection just in case of any accidents. She then slowly inserted a very long and large colonic tube introducing water as and when she felt necessary - this procedure to insert this very long tube took probably half an hour or more and fluid was run into me and drained off every 5 minutes or so. All in all it was a fascinating experience I felt great and returned many times. Unfortunately she fell ill and I have never found another enema nurse in London to replace her if any one has a recommendation I would be delighted to hear from them.

About a year ago and it's something that occupies many thoughts.

About 8 years ago. I was watching an adult movie and they were giving each other enemas and really enjoying it so I decided to try it and im so glad I did!

I was only 7 or 8. No one had ever given me one but I found the bag in a closet and being the curious guy that I am, I decided to try it. I enjoyed it and never stopped. Somehow I wonder how a little guy with no experience could have been so curious and gotten so hooked!

I have been turned on as far back as I can remember

When I was very young and don't even remember what age it could have been. The first bag enema I remember getting really felt good going in. Mom, an RN, gave me very pleasureable enemas so every one always felt good.

At 15 when the female neighbor was giving me the one i asked for.....

As soon as I bgan to masterbate (early puberty), because I already knew then that I enjoyed anal stimulation, and remembered the nice feeling I had when receiving them as young child.

I had an enema by a pretty nurse when I was 7 - years later I knew why !

I was three, playing with a bathtub stopper in the bath. My anus got irritated and my parents response, for some reason, was a new Davol 4 oz bulb syringe. The first enema lit my fuse! My grandmother was a klysmo for sure and invited me to have "a little enema" a few times. I refused because she also liked to tell everyone. I, like most of you, thought I was the only pervert in the world who craved enemas until the mid 70s when Playboy Penthouse began publishing stories of klysmaphiles. There is still a deep fear of being found out by friends and family. Sometimes this heightens the excitement!

Hi

I am sexyguy and I realized that enemas were a turnon a few days after I had my first one at age 7

and started using my finger and then a bulb enema syringe to use privately at night time during when

I did my bath before I went to bed and it was very pleasurable to use the syringe to give myself an enema privately before going to bed in the bathroom. I love enemas anytime and am very experienced at giving and receiving enemas anytime. Please let me know if anyone is interested in doing enemas.