Did your parents know you took enemas ?

My Grandparent gave me enemas when I went to live with them for a while,when I returned home I was told to say nothing to Mum ,and I never did.

I think I only had one enema as a kid. I was playing in the yard with the sprinkler and at some point I ran through it and of course I got all wet. Then somehow I managed to get one of the arms of the sprinkler under my bathing suit. Then when I tried to get the arm of the sprinkler out, I got water shooting up my anus. It felt good, I let it run for a few seconds and then pulled it out of my suit and drained the water out of me. I don't remember what happened next. I just knew then that water going in me felt great.

I still have the sprinkler, I use it all the time to water the lawn. I now use two enema buckets to run water into me. It feels great.

The sprinkler is an antique, it still works and does a great job of watering the lawn. I get a tad hard when I see it working. Brings back fond memories of how I first learned that enemas are good.

Basically yes

I had the final say whether I got an enema or laxative essentially from age 10

By 14, I was in pretty much full control

With no Mom you grow up fast especially as an only child and a girl

I hope that my mom and dad didn't know that I played with their enema/douche gear. If they did............they never said anything. I have some great stories that happened back in the 70's and 80's when I was driving semi. I stayed in a motel three nights a week and I had wild enema sessions by myself and I smoked a little bit of Mary Jane...........back-in-the-day. That will be on another post. Stand by.

This is something I wonder about now, decades after they have both passed on... In my teens before being married I'd sneak enema play when they were both at work... Later, as an adult, we shared a two-family house, I kept a number of my bags hanging in a temporary not-locked plastic closet in our shared basement. More over, since we lived in the upstairs apt. I'm sure they must have heard all the numerous flushing sounds... So, they had to have known, but neither parent ever brought it up.. I'm glad because I'd have been too embarrassed to have discuss it.

Yes they knew but the greater part of my enema experiences while at home were partnered as in my mother giving them to me which was fine by me . My ' solo ' enemas were never as satisfying as those given to me by mom and both of my grandmothers when I visited over a period of time with them in their homes . For me there was that personal touch missing without these dear ladies , and others as I matured , in their ever so ' TLC ' administration modes . I do enjoy giving an enema but again , in that role there are two . Both of my parents knew my proclivity for the enema from my early childhood through my early adulthood years while still living with them in the home which was never an issue for the three of us .

No, not that I am aware of. My mom gave me enemas when I was 7,8,9. Then she conveniently (for me) left the little 8 oz. red bulb with the black nozzle in the lavatory drawer directly under the drawer in which I kept my toothbrush. It was there until I left and went to college... except for when I was using it 😃

Yes. The red bulb was found under my bed when I obviously forgot to put it back in the medicine cabinet at an early age. Years later, I had the red bag with me in the shower and forgot to lock the door. The shower door was a type of smoked glass, but when mom came in for something, if she had looked towards the shower, the red bag would be quite obvious. I never heard about it from her, but I always felt she had seen it.

Other than the enemas that my mom gave me as a young child, to my knowledge, not that I am aware of. It was one thing I didn't think to talk about with my mom later in life. And since I lived with my dad from age 8 until I left for the university, I don't think he ever knew once I started taking them after we moved into the house after my mom and dad went their separate ways.

Several other people did know in my early adulthood and even "helped " administering. But those are different stories.

No they don’t know that I’m into enemas & Dr play

I'm quite sure my mother knew, but probably my father was not aware.

My Dad was aware that, starting in middle school if not before I would be exposed to people who used large quantities of laxatives. Sometimes as a compulsion, some as adolescent experimentation, sometimes because families had "Alternate lifestyles"

I think he believed then and still does now that most enemas are less dangerous than high doses of laxatives under similar circumstances.

What he didn't realize was that there were times when I was combining the two other than in a controlled system cleanse.

I think he thought I was using laxatives only under his supervision, and that I would free-lance enemas sometimes. He thought that was safer than free-lancing on laxatives. he was not really aware of how often I was combining.

God, I hope not... So embarrassing.

Not that I know of, though mom was an RN nurse.

Eric

My parents knew it both ... after all, they asked my aunt and a neighbor (both nurses) to give me some if necessary.

No, they did not know.

Yes my parents knew. My mom used to give the enemas and then got me my own bag eventually so I could just take them when I wanted and was once or twice in similar situation to the original poster.

If they knew they never said anything to me about it.

No. I already moved from the house when I started the self service.

Yes. Mom gave me enemas regularly when I was small and then passed the bag to my older sister to continue. Mom made it a non event, so there's really no reason dad didn't know about it. They also probably knew that my sister took enemas herself, but I have no idea whether or not they know I still take them.

I grew up as the only boy in a houseful of women. There were Grandma, Mom, her sister Aunt Ruth, and my three older sisters. So, not just the only boy, but the youngest. It was an enema-friendly household, and everyone got enemas pretty much twice weekly. I got enemas from all three adults, and occasionally from the sisters. I also gave them to my immediately older sister, and (once I was of age) to Aunt Ruth. The relationship with Sis survives to today, and the one with Aunt Ruth until her death. So the short answer is "Yes".

Yes, my mother was aware that I was taking enemas, since on more than one occasion she made a remark to me about "how things in the closet keep getting moved" and that people needed to "put things back" in the same place.

She never said anything more on the topic - nor did she purchase a bag just for me - but the number of Ivory soap bars in the closet did go up a little!

I don't think she ever said anything to my dad, but I don't know that for sure.

No, mine never did, but I went to great lengths to keep it a secret.

I mentioned earlier that my parents must have known because I kept many of my bags hanging in a portable clothes wardrobe that had no lock in the basement we all had access to. Considering the many bags I had hanging in it, I can only wonder what they thought. They must have peaked; yet, never said anything.

No I hated them when younger .

I think my mom figured it out although she never specifically said anything about it. Onetime when I was in high school we were at the beach for the weekend and she had gone to a yard sale and came back with a big bucket of nuts and bolts for me. On top of the pile was a small white bulb syringe. She gave me the bucket in front of her mother and said “I thought you could use this”.

I don’t think my mother ever suspected me of taking them.. I was very careful to keep the evidence hidden.

No. In my family were quite secretive really. I never even spoke to my parents about sex in general. Only to be respectful of women and know right from wrong. But I started young them when I was 13 because of porn.

I'm 19, still use them have no regrets.

Yes. From early on we received enemas very regularly. At least once a week, sometimes more if it was close to, or during our period. My family is of various medical professions so nothing was of real secrecy about medical issues.

I however on the other hand of later date and time chose to take it to the next level then onto to become the enema freak l have became today!!!

I don't think my parents knew. If they did, they didn't act on it. The bag was located in their bathroom. I would get it out and play while they were out of the house. I did my best to dry it all out before I got home, but not sure if evidence remained. I was almost caught once, but had the bathroom door closed, and turned on the shower, to hide any noise I made in releasing into the toilet. I then quickly got in and out of the shower, so I at least appeared wet enough for a convincing cleanup.