At what age did you start enjoying enemas?

As a kid (maybe 7-😎, I was around the grown-up talk quiet often and learned by overhearing.

One summer, I heard my adult (but still relatively young) cousin's handsome boyfriend talking uncomfortably about an upcoming doctor appointment -- (he seemed most concerned about being pants-off and having something "up there," later known as a colonoscopy). One of the aunts teased him about it. I didn't understand what she was talking about, but I knew he didn't like hearing it so I kept listening, because I thought he was too cute to be sad or upset. When she stopped giggling, she politely told him to take "the enema" before his "pooper peeper." (The things a young curious mind remembers!)

Anyway, when we got home, i waited to sneak a peek in the big hardcover medical book on our bookshelf. Sure enough, the index under "colon" led me to "enema" and reading about it made me happy. I already knew the pleasures of rectal temperatures, and the relief of a good dump or large "stinkbomb" so the idea of water up there was irresistible.

It would be several years before I (now age 11-12) had the nerve to try one on myself. But when I did, I was hooked even through some messes and near-misses along the way!

I don't know whatever became of the cousin's cute boyfriend. Next summer, that same aunt talked about him 'dumping' my cousin (no pun intended). By then I was smart enough to know I wouldn't see him again to try to overhear more -- but I wished that he enjoyed "the enema" as much as I knew I would one day.

It is amazing what kids hear from the mouths of adults. Back in my day you were told that "little pictures should NOT be heard" but surely could listen----then a trip to the library to find out what the grown up talked about that they thought we did not hear. That was how I got my education as a pre-teen about enemas.

Age 8. My parents gave me an enema for constipation at that age at the advice of our family doctor. I hated it. Or did I? Shortly thereafter, I started experimenting with enemas when I was able to use the enema bag when no one would know. It was amazing I never got caught!

Age 13

From the first one at 4 years old. I had a tummy ache, or maybe grandma asked me when was the last time I used the bathroom, I am not sure which. I just remember being stripped naked, and laying face down on the bathroom floor. I know that's not the optimal position, but it worked in that situation. As soon as the nozzle was slipped onto my backside, the clamp was opened, and a nice rush of warm water started to fill my insides. It couldn't have been more than a quart or two, but I was immediately hooked. Once the waiting time expired, I hopped up on the toilet to expel. It was the best feeling to get the clog unstuck. After that, whenever we went to our grandparents for a two week stay, a good soaking of my innards was on the schedule. I'd get at least one enema during those two weeks.

As soon as the nozzle was slipped onto my backside, the clamp was opened, and a nice rush of warm water started to fill my insides. It couldn't have been more than a quart or two,

When you were four years old, you think your grandmother gave you a quart or two? ? ? ? ? ?

That's got to be a children's record! 😁

@SwitchableSusie - I don't think it worked: he still seems to be full!

@switchablesusie Truly, LOL!

I never enjoyed them. Hate them to this day. I can remember thinking about giving my kindergarten teacher an enema and every girl I've had the hots for since. I love a backside with a hose in it.

I was 12 when I had my first "fun" enema. It was at a friend's house, and they had an open top bag hanging in the bathroom with rigid nozzles and lots of vaseline. I've been hooked ever since!

@SWspanking Be careful with rigid nozzles.

@caresabouthealth

In those days, rigid nozzles were the only ones we had. Now much better, flex nozzles, tubes, etc

I remember getting enemas when maybe 8 or 9 but didnt start enjoying them until about 13 or 14

Elllie

I guess i was 13 maybe.

When you were four years old, you think your grandmother gave you a quart or two? ? ? ? ? ?

That's got to be a children's record! 😁

Suzie, you're right! I should have said a pint or two, not a quart or two. Thanks for the catch!!

I was 18 when i started. I'm turning 25 now in May and I've found that it's something that only gets better with time. What has gone from being something I felt was weird or taboo is now something i can accept as part of being sexually mature, not just one my own but with another. This goes for anal play in general tbh. I've enjoyed enemas with two girls close to my own age now, my former gf and a girl i met since i recently went back to college. Which might not seem like a lot but it's a kinda rare thing to be willing to try

As f0r a young child's enemas, my irst remembered one began at 4 and was delivered via a 2-qt enameled can. I can only estimate that dosage was close to a quart. it did produce two large evacuations a couple or so minutes apart. felt a great feeling of relief, although the overall reaction was bittersweet.

I was about 12, walking down the hallway of my parents house after everyone was a sleep. I would stop at large medical closet and get the enema bag @ take it into the bathroom with me, put cold water in it when I released the clip lwas unable to hold the cold water. I later found out what I was doing wrong.

Probably about 10-12years old, I would sneak in the bathroom and play with the enema equipment,when I thought it was safe to do so,we only had 1bathroom so if I was in there to long I would hear banging and what are you doing in there

Although from an early age up to around 14 years old I was given several enemas by my Mother I think my realization of enemas appealing to me began during my first year in college. I was in another state and living in a dorm on my own for the first time. I had made friends and become intimate with a female student by the name of "Shanna" and like me she did not have the funding to go anywhere during the winter break. She invited me over to a house where she was renting a room and at that time the owners were out of town. We were talking and she had a gift for me which was wrapped and opening it I expressed appreciation for her thoughtfulness. We were further chatting when I asked her if she could have a any gift from me what would it be and her reply really surprised me. She related she would really like to spank me while across her lap and then give me enema!! Again this profoundly took me back but I really liked Shanna and after a bit of further discussion (persuasion) I agreed. We showered and soon afterwards I was across laying across her lap being given a spanking with her open hand. It was not at all harsh at all and nothing compared to the spankings I received growing up from either my Mother or Father who both were quite strict regarding their children's behavior. However after I was spanked then Shanna prepared the famous "Red Bag" and I suddenly realized I was becoming excited & aroused! She had me again lay across her lap and after gently lubricating my anus she inserted the small nozzle and began to fill me. This experience & sensation started it ALL! As soon as I was "filled" I would relate to her I had to go potty and I would go to the bathroom and relieve myself. Shanna filled me several times and afterwards we sat down and talked,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,shortly afterwards we went to bed and had intense & highly enjoyable sex. This was a realization to me that is still with me today.

I grew up in the late 1960s to the 1970s so I caught the last of the "enemas as a normal thing". I was given many enemas from my aunt from as far back as I can remember. I would be over a friend's house and ask if I can use the bathroom. I would lightly snoop and usually see either an open top or hot water bottle enema bag hanging in the shower. I would ALWAYS get excited at the sight of them. I guess I started to enjoy enemas at the age of six or seven. As I reached my teens, I was self administering enemas usually just warm water on my stomach. I thought I was the only one to enjoy them then came the internet. I was NOT alson

I got many enemas from mom over her lap when I was 4-5 years old. I really didn't like them then.

After they stopped, I remember being very interested in the bulb that still sat in the hall closet seeming to wait for me. It disappeared at some point, but I remember fantasizing about being given an enema when I was in 2nd or third grade (so ages 7-😎 I remember playing 'doctor' with a neighbor girl and sticking things in her bottom (like medicine droppers and such) pretending they were enemas. So I guess at least some part of me started 'liking' the whole enema scenario around then.

I enjoyed enemas right from the start. The old saying, "It is the first impression that lasts." My first impression was a real doozy. It has lasted throughout my entire life. I fell in love with enemas at age four and have never looked back.

Willieboy

Like you, that very first enema did it for me. I was about 5 when I got my first enema. It was from my mother and she used a red rubber squeeze bulb enema syringe with a black enema nozzle to give me the soapy water enema using Ivory Soap. I have written about that experience elsewhere on ZITY. That first enema flipped my "enema switch" to the permanently on position for life.

Up until I was 10, I think I considered those small bulb enemas not so much unpleasant but more of a distraction. They were time taken away from play time or TV time. Then when I was 10 I got my first enema with a bag. As I sat there on the toilet shitting my guts out, staring at the still half full bag hanging there, I realized that was just the beginning. Yes, it was embarrassing to have someone stick something in my ass, and yes there was some discomfort from having more water in my belly than I ever imagined would fit, but somehow I experienced pleasant feelings from it all.

Even today I do not fully understand why some of us like a process most people consider uncomfortable, disgusting, and gross but I know that way back then, that was the day I decided I like enemas.

.................Even today I do not fully understand why some of us like a process most people consider uncomfortable, disgusting, and gross but I know that way back then, that was the day I decided I like enemas.

Same with me, because I can certainly understand why others might find the idea of an enema distasteful. But I've also read that there are some or many married couples, mostly women I think, who find any sort of regular even vanilla sex to be somewhere between a chore and even messy and distasteful.

That said, like Redbulb, I started taking enemas on my own at age 15 just because it looked like fun, and I'm still doing it at age 67, so who knows. To each our own.

Eric

As I have posted many times, I have both loved and hated every enema I have ever taken, and I have never had two exactly the same.

I remember well an enema that I got when I was 4. I had no idea how to express back then the mixture of pleasure and pain I was feeling. In fact, it was pleasurable to the point that I was unable to admit that it also hurt!

I remember wanting to cry, but that would be admitting that it hurt, I didn't want to miss out on that same pleasure again so I hid the hurt.

In my early teens, but that was 50 years ago! It is a great stress reliever in many ways in short.

I liked they way enemas felt when I was six years old. I was embarrassed about getting them, but I never disliked the way that they felt.

Probably around 12 or 13. I had a couple in medical settings as a child, but in the UK at the time I was growing up I don't think it was something that was often done at home. I remember my mum once being surprised to discover that an American friend living in the UK had given her son an enema at home, because she thought it was something only done by doctors/nurses.

Nevertheless, this didn't prevent me from experimenting in the bathroom. No suitable equipment available, of course, but managed to improvise quite well with squeezable bottles etc., and developed a lifetime interest from then on.