Who NEVER had enemas as a child and likes them now?

Nope never as a child . My first was during the prep process for the birth of my first child , that was in 1984. Then not for many more years and also in a hospital setting . I self administered a few times and those were only fleets . Until very recently did I receive my first erotic enema and I look forward to receiving more and maybe even even being on the giving end too !

I do not remember ever being given an enema as a child but I was always fascinated by all things anal. I read about enemas in Junior High health class and then found a old combination set at home. The rest as others have said is history.

Later after his Mom lectured him about how "You can tear your insides out with that!" Without ever being any more specific than she's capable of when on a rant.d is history.

Ha ha ... isn't it just wonderful what kind of incredible misinformation people can come up with when they don't like something in particular? This is in the same category as some people used to tell about intestinal cancer - that you ended up expelling fecal matter through the mouth ...

I never had enemas as a kid. I don't think they were even really a thing in the UK when I was growing up and I certainly didn't become aware of them really until Blink 182 came on the scene. Then I had a sexual awakening and began to incorporate them into my kinky life. As such I've never known enemas as anything other than a kinky activity which turns me on a hell of a lot but has the added bonus of at least feeling like they can sometimes provide some physical weelbing to me too.

Most definitely. Since I was eighteen.

Late starter here, didn't really try a proper one until I started reading up on colonics in my early 30s and the description aroused me. Truth be told I've always been sticking things up my butt for thrills so the jump wasn't a big one. So I booked an appointment, and wow! Around the same time Enemarotica found me on the web, and I was off and running with it.

I never had one growing up, aside from when I found a few fleet enemas in the cabinet and tried it out. It wasn't until I was an adult that I had my first proper enema. I enjoyed it right away!

I never had them as a kid. When I was about twenty I first read about them (they've never been very common in my country I think). It looked exciting so I first experimented with a DYI setup and eventually purchased my own bag. Hooked ever since.

I never had one when i was growing up. It was in my early 20s when i went and bought a 2 qt. red enema bag kit and have liked taking them ever sense.

To start with, when does "childhood" end ? I mean if someone had their first enema at age 16-18 and got turned on by it then, is that childhood ?

From my years of meeting enema people thru the internet and E-Fest events I found that just about all men that got turned on to enemas did so from childhood ones, but the group of ladies that I've met have been spread out over every age.

The lady who I am currently trying to hook up w didn't start w her first enema and erotic enema play til her early 30s when she was deciding to try anal sex

I've never received an enema during my childhood, or in my adult life. I'm surprised to read that so many people (specially in the US for some reason?) received them as a child, part of a routine.

It just is / was not a thing here.

Yes, I do enjoy them now, though I don't do it very often.

If I want to end up squirting uncontrollably, I prefer Castor oil, or another laxative 😉

I never had enemas as a child, the first time I had one was in the hospital when I was 18 years old. It was a surprise that I was having one, at the time I did not know what they were. I now LOVE them

I never received them As a child. Only thing I got was suppositories. Mom never gave a enema. I’ve gonna to the dr with sever constipation as a child only got a suppository. Went to the drs because I stuck something up my but and only thing I got was a finger up my but. Enemas I found them on my own by accident watching a show on tv were a lady was giving birth and they gave her one. So i tired it with a squirt bottle I had. And I loved it. Wich turned into a hose and bag from a super soaker gun I had. And then that turned into the hose on the sink faucet until I was 16 and I’ve bought bags ever since

I was in my 20s when my husband gave me my first one. That was almost 10 years ago and we still love to give each other bags as playtime.

My mom gave me suppositories for severe nausea as a kid. I hated them then - and only like to administer them now. Once and a while I will allow my husband to give me a suppository but even without mom's press on talons its not my favorite.

My RN mom had her amber latex douche/enema bag hanging in her bathroom throughout child- and teen hood. I have extremely vague memories, if real, of maybe 2-3 enemas from mom over my entire life. I started giving them to myself about age 15 and have done so for over 50 years, including yesterday. I still enjoy them immensely and they are a powerful sexual stimulus for my ED and orgasm difficulty.

Eric

I'd heard of enemas, but was ignorant. I was 19 when pealing around I wondered what would happen if I backed onto a bath tap and filled myself. What followed was the most amazing orgasm. I've been hooked now for over 40 years.

I am one who never had an enemy as a child. My interest started in college out of curiosity. I have always been a butt man. One day in a sex shop I saw a “Big E” series enema movie with a sexy lady on the cover for sale. I eventually built up the courage to buy it. I took it to my dorm and watched it when my roommate was gone for the weekend. I was fascinated and was so turned on by the submission aspect of the procedure. Then I eventually tried one for real and have been hooked ever since.

That's me.

When I was in my mid-20s, I told my girlfriend that I had just read an erotic story involving enemas and I wanted to try one. The next day she came over to my apartment with an enema kit. She gave a few enemas in the bathroom. I started to masturbate during one of them as the warm water filled me. She pulled my hand away to do it for me. I loved it. I was hooked. A year or two later we got married, and we're still married, but not just because of the enema fun.

@WildBill2

A year or two later we got married, and we're still married, but not just because of the enema fun.

Is that your story? And are you sticking to it? ?

Well, the enemas and her love of new sexual adventures in general had a lot to do with it. She was about my 8th lover. (I had a busy college career.) By far, she was the most orgasmic. I fell into lust with her beyond all hope of recovery.

This is my first time sharing this type of thing on a public forum so here goes. I have always been very anal oriented, even as a child before knowing about sex. I used to probe myself with my fingers and find other objects to put inside me. Once I reached my teens and was sexually curious, getting my hands on porn magazines etc., I managed to get hold of a BDSM magazine with a number of stories in it. One story was about a submissive man and his various scenes with Domme women which included some heavy enema play. I was enthralled with the idea since I never knew about enemas or even knew how to pronounce the word properly at first. We had red rubber bags in the house but as far as I knew they were only hot water bottles. I read whatever I could find about enemas and even made my own equipment. I was pretty much hooked. Once I was on my own I was able to buy my real equipment and expand my experience.

I have a little confession to make--I never even HEARD of them till joining this site last year.

Still don't fancy I'd want one.

I never had enemas as a kid, though I had a suppository inserted once or twice when I was backed up.

I found enemas while surfing online, the idea appealed to me, and I got stuck to it after trying for the first time.

I have a little confession to make--I never even HEARD of them till joining this site last year.

Still don't fancy I'd want one.

Give it some time ... 😃

I like them but never had them as a child. My mom had all kinds of nursing textbooks and I came across all sorts of descriptions and explanations of things that always fascinated me and terrified me at the same time. I was curious but didn't really get in to enemas until I was in my 20s.

I can remember getting an enema once during my childhood, after some medical problems resulted in me getting some pretty severe constipation. I don't recall it making any sort of erotic impression on me. I was sort of embarrassed about it, but not any more than by all the other poking and prodding that doctors and nurses had been doing to me. I went through some pretty traumatic medical issues when I was 10–14 years old and the experience certainly did not result in me developing a medical fetish, quite the opposite actually. The smell of rubbing alcohol or Hibiclens still turns my stomach 30 years later. If other folks have managed to metabolize their childhood trauma into a fun fetish, more power to them, but that isn't me.

I have only ever given myself enemas as a clean-out preparation for ass play. Although I usually enjoy it a little bit, I've always considered it more of a chore than a pleasure until recent years when I've started to appreciate the sensual aspect of it more.This probably is because I'm living in an apartment by myself (instead of with roommates, which I did for many years) so I have plenty of privacy to do enemas whenever I want and take my time. It's kind of a turn on but I wouldn't go as far as calling it a fetish.

I suppose this is a generational thing but I have never heard my peers talking about enemas being given by their parents or at a clinic. All these stories that I read around here involving emotionally abusive (but sexy!) moms giving their sons enemas as punishment seem pretty fantastical to me.

I'm kind of in your range age-wise. Got some from my parents but didn't talk about them until recently. Peers sometimes would bring up the threat of an enema being given at the doctors or hospital, but they also would bring up the prostate check as well, which didn't happen to younger guys, so I don't think any of it was from experience.

I didn't go through what you went through, but in the past 6 or so years I did manage to get to the point where I was able to go to the doctors without going into fully adrenalized fight-or-flight. Before that I avoided docs studiously.

Would be willing to try medfet, see what happens.

I never had them as a kid. Didn’t really know about them until I was in my early twenties.

I only had one enema as a child by my parents at about age 6. It was from a bag. I was very nervous. After all i'd heard and imagined it really wasn't bad at all I thought. When I was about 12 or 13 I developed an interest in enemas. My mom no longer had the old bag she'd used on me, nor any other equipment. I faked constipation to 1) Stay home from school one day and 2) See if I could get mom to buy an enema for me to use.

It worked a little too well. That afternoon mom arrived home early with a Fleet bagenema and some extra soap packets. I was surprised and embarrassed when she let it known that she would be using it on me. Token protests had no effect and I soon found myself nude on the bathroom floor while she hung the bulging clear bag half full of milky, soapy liquid. Without further fanfare or really any warning I felt her spread my bottom with one hand and swiftly insert the plastic hose several inches into my eager yet apprehensive rectum.

I heard a plastic click as she opened the clamp while still inserting the hose. This enema I loved. It felt better than I"d imagined. I took the liter of warm soapy water quickly and thought to myself that I wouldn't mind doing this again sometime.Well 'sometime' came a lot sooner and more severe than I'd expected.

After holding the liquid for the obligatory ten minutes I was allowed to get on the toilet to expel. To my horror, she stayed in the bathroom to monitor results. Being as I was only pretending to be constipated and had had a bm that morning, nothing but water and suds came out. It was then announced that I would need 'at least' one more. She began to refill the bag, full this time, before I was done expelling.

I actually received two more bags of soapsuds. These were a bit more difficult. I was told to lie with my face down, bottom up, and legs spread wide. I was also told to be completely silent and just breathe deep. I tried to get her to stop a couple of times and she would close the clamp, but only for about 30 seconds till she'd start it again without saying a word except when I tried to look up at the bag. She'd tell me to put my head back down, relax, breathe and focus on taking all the water.

The second bag had no better results than the first so another enema was ordered. I was about tired of them by now and really didn't want more and began to tell her only to be told that I was the one who asked for the enema after refusing the horrible tasting laxative she was so fond of giving. A stern warning that seemed to imply I'd be getting 'several' more if I wouldn't cooperate brought me back to the floor for bag #3.

Of course the third enema had no better results than the first two. She mentioned doing it again but called my doctors office who advised a new tactic, a mineral oil enema, held overnight followed by a soapsud enema and visit to the office. I was scheduled for a barium enema later that week and had to go through all the prep, etc

I learned my lesson that week. Though I never asked mom for an enema again.

Never had one in my childhood. It's not very popular treatment for children in my country. The first one in my life was in late teens. It was motivated by sexual desire stimulated with some pornographic articles showing enema as a part of D/S. The motivation hasn't changed at all since then.