Does the sight of enema stuff make you horny?

The very mention of enemas creates a strong erotic feeling in my body.I have experienced a number of enemas around the world and the most erotic are in England with ist strong tradition of Enema Care.It is also called a Colonic Lavage.Very erotic.

For me , the very sight of enema equipment excites me, and when it actually gets used, excites me further.What a thrill.

BOB

Of course it does. Often I cruise Walgreen's just to experience that tingling sensation when I see enema equipment.

Absolutely the sight makes me horny. Years ago, I could say that the sight of enema equipment absolutely mesmerized me. It put me in a trance-like state. I can't being to tell you how many times I have cruised drug stores looking at enema equipment. The sad part is that without the red hoses and black nozzles of my youth, enema gear just isn't as appealing as it once was.

As a teenager, I would have an immediate erection when I saw an enema bag in one of my friends' bathroom. This was not an infrequent event in those days.

Oh yes .like some other comits i have to have gone to different drug stores to look for there enema secltion back when there where still the small family drug stores you would find diffent bags and yes the black nozzels love them to.also like to snoop for enema stuff in bathrooms but very seldome do i find more than douche bulb. not like when i was a kid every body i think had a bag.

Yes, the very sight of a hose, in fact, looped up and over something makes me pay close attention. Often, its just something else, but it's a strong reaction, every time.

I don't see enema equipment anywhere any more, except online, and I have to be actively looking for it. I need to replace one of my closed red bags/hot water bottles, and I was wondering if I can even run into the drug store for that any more, or if I need to get it online, like everything else, it seems.

I keep my equipment safely hidden away

I have not seen enema equipment out in the open in anyone's home since I was very young. I remember even then, when I did, I wanted to immediately get out of the vicinity of that enema equipment for fear the nearby adult would use it on me. I also remember the sight of it making my stomach go in as I knew very well all the feelings that came with its use. Even a large jar of Vaseline on a nightstand would pretty much make my heart race.

But I haven't seen enema equipment out in the open since the 60's. I think if I did it would affect me profoundly. I do oftentimes walk past the enema section in a drug store and just casually look at the Fleets lined up for sale or the now poor quality enema bags often for sale. And that gives me a tingle.

The look and feel of a red Higginson's syringe does it for me.

I get a real turn on getting the person giving me an enema to hold the equipment in front of me and to tell me that they are going to "give me an enema".

I do not know why but this just sends me crazy !

I also love the preparation of the enema :

The latex gloves being put on............

The parting of my buttocks for that inevitable finger insertion ............

The site of the enema bucket, the smell of the soap, and preparing to administer is all a turn on for me. Love to prepare the equipment to administer a 3H enema to someone.

I am turned off from the site, from the speech about or even mentioning it. When I hear or read the word "enema" I started to be excited. This so about my 12-14 years.

Totally, seeing the equipment, looking and a full bag hanging there is hot.

Bulging bags are a turn on. I have a collection of the best vintage bags made. Seeing them full and slowly shrinking is a big addition to the experience.

I don't know if I would say seeing an enema makes me horney, but the sight makes me want to take an enema. I do think it would excite me if I found a bag hanging at someone elses home. I would imagine most people in this day and age would hide the bag when company might see it.

Bill

Enema equipment starts that tingly feeling in most everyone. Such an enticing way to lure on into an enema session

klyster3

Yeah, looking at the bulb under the sink def is a turn on. Sometimes see it there and decide just to play for an hour.

Growing up in the 60's, I'd see the red bag hanging in the shower and get a knot in my throat just looking at it. When that bag was hanging from the towel rack, full and bulging, I'd almost choke wondering if it was for me or my sister. If my sister were called into the bathroom, I would get as turned on just hearing what was going on in there... the tap of the metal clasp against the tub, the muffle conversation, the mild protesting. All of this flipped my inside around - still does today just writing about it.

The preparation of equipment & enema are like foreplay for me.

When I was young and I walked into a new bathroom, I could almost always get that smell. The smell of either enema or douche equipment would always trigger a sexual response. The sight of the equipment would really excite me and then when I got to touch it while inspecting it I was sooooo turned on. Too bad that time has passed.

I was in the hospital recently for a chest X-ray as I had a bad chest cold and they wanted to make sure it was nothing more serious so they sent me to X-ray. A sweet petite X-ray technician called me in to one of the 6 X-ray rooms they had in their wing of the hospital. On the way in to this particular X-ray suite I passed a bathroon with the door open and a few feet farther in we came to the X-ray machine itself. She went to get something and told me to wait. There was a wall of cabinets running the length of the wall with little plastic labels stuck on each drawer. I noticed one very large drawer that had the label "enema equipment" on it. Next to the X-ray machine was a tall IV stand with nothing on it, but I knew it was for barium enemas. I just kept looking back at that drawer and so much wanted to open it and see what kind of equipment they had.

She finally came back and x-rayed me. The whole time she was very professional, but cheerful, and I couldn't help but imagine what she'd be like if I was there for a barium X-ray. Probably the same, but I felt a very deep tingle being there and had to try not to let my excitement show in my jeans.

Wish I'd sneaked a peek in that drawer. So...yes...seeing enema equipment, or in this case just the mere labeling was enough to get me very excited.

Thinking about as to whats going to happen gets me going.looking at the equipment and playing with it gets me hard and knowing some one is going to recieve one even better

As a boy in the 1950s, I remember being immensely stimulated by the sight of a red rubber Higginson's syringe in a small window display cabinet of a local pharmacy. I knew it could be used to give enemas, but in those pre-pill days it was probably used mainly for douching and contraception. Later, in London, the sight of surgical goods on display in a shop window had a similar fascination for me. They showed not only the usual trusses, condoms and red rubber sheeting, but also enema equipment, including enamel douche cans, rubber tubing, catheters and glass funnels.

There too were syringes of the Higginson's pattern, various sizes of rubber pears, and the famous Whirling Spray. This was a giant rubber pear, with a flat base, and had a nozzle as thick as your thumb, for vaginal douching. Years later I bought one of these, but it never did whirl. The nozzle simply had 6 holes around the base of the tip, which could be unscrewed for cleaning, but never moved when in use.

This thick black Bakelite nozzle could however be replaced by slim rectal one, though that was never so interesting.

The unique smell of these rubber goods added to their aura, and when I left home for the big city, the first item I bought with my limited allowance was a Higginson's syringe. Sadly, somehow, in owning and handling such syringes, the novelty soon wore off, and never again did they give me the intense fetishistic pleasure I had felt in early adolescence, simply through observation and imagination.

I have all kinds of equipment, but the item that turns my crank the most is the simple little red bag, and white hose, just like when I was a kid.

It's not called a fetish for nothing. It's pretty clear, "enema" to those of us blessed with the affliction means worlds more than a fascination with some simple clinical procedure. Arousal for me starts even before the mention of the word (although there's no denying the power of the word itself). As others here have said, something as quick and innocent as a whiff of Ivory or jar of Vaseline in a bathroom can make a powerful suggestion. That's all it takes to switch on the "enema channel" in my head. Really, anything associated with enemas is enough to trigger a response in me. . . so the sight of a bag or bulb in someone's bathroom would naturally be enough to jump me ahead by 100 images. I'd instantly be breathing shallow and feeling butterflies, and there's no way I could resist fondling and savoring the equipment. Stumbling upon an amber latex hose hung over a coat hook, bag still wet and scented. . . YIKES! Delicious obsession!

I still get the shivers when i see enema equipment. i also bathroom snoop in other peoples houses to see if anyone uses the big E....i know how quirky.

Yes it does, both hanging, full and ready to be used, and when discovered put away. As does medical instruments and rubber gloves.

A photo (or the real thing!) of a translucent amber latex enema syringe, filled to the brim, with soap bubbles cascading down the front, suspended from a tall IV stand and connected to a four foot long colon tube is sure to cause me an erection. I like bags where you can see the water level drop while I'm receiving an enema. Unfortunately, my colon is just too "twisty" for me to be able to insert a long colon tube comfortably - but, on those rare occasions when I've been able to snake one up high into my colon, it has been a OH WOW kind of experience to feel the warm water flowing really deep inside me. I wish I could do it that way every time...(sigh).

The "sight of enema stuff make me horny?" Instantly. It isn't often on display, but on the one or two occasions I've run into it, it stopped me in my tracks. I'm in urban California, where drugstores are almost exclusively of the big-chain variety; not much to see there anymore. I did visit some small-town Midwest drugstores back in the '80s, while still with my "ex". Quite a bit to see, there and then. Even found selections of "adult rectal syringes" -- 6- and 8-ounce bulbs -- on the shelf in good numbers. I imagined all those plump-rump farm wives keeping themselves and their husbands well cleaned-out! Bulbs and even combo fountain syringes are all but extinct now, though, at least out here.

HOSPITALCARE, you paint The Picture! Bulging amber bag, matching hose, milky solution of Ivory showing through the translucent latex, sudsing up and over the top. . . that's the gear that was used to introduce me to enemas, and it'll be my favorite forever. It's still what I imagine when enema-dreaming. But any equipment would arouse me, especially if stumbled upon unexpectedly. Unfortunately, I can't say that has happened to me even once over the past 20 years. Enemas are not in vogue, as they once were, and I suspect that the small percentage of us who indulge aren't inclined to leave our gear out, for unsympathetic eyes to see and whisper about later.

Rafter

I worked in a hospital in the Northeast some years ago. IT was just at the time that Princess Diana got married. There was a sexy young nurse that worked there. One night I was walking down the hallway and I heard a male patient grunting. I stopped by this room just in time to see Ms. Lovely inserting a nozzle into his butt. I told hime "easy sir! You have one of the best nurses here taking care of you! Everything will be just fine". He answered "You don't have to get an enema from this nurse!" I said: "I wish I did!"

A few days later, Ms. Lovely asked me to go into the supply room to get her a disposable enema bag "for a friend". I did, and I did...

Yes it does. After taking an enema or giving my wife one I will leave the bag and hose hanging on the shower door for a couple of days "just to make sure it drys out properly".