Why? - Non-sexual Intimacy

So, as I periodically try to wrestle my mind into not thinking about enemas so much, I ask myself frequently why I'm so into this. Well, I think I understand, at least on a basic level.

Like so many of us, I was first exposed to enemas as a child, given by my mother. Of course, there was nothing sensual, or even desirable about it. For me, I think it began when someone other than my mother first gave me an enema. It was in my later high school years, and I was clogged up. There was a student living with us who had become almost like a big sister to me.

I asked her to give me an enema to help my constipation, and she did. There was no hanky panky. There was nothing sexual about it, but I remember how gentle and caring she was. Not only did she give me an enema with such tenderness and care, but she also went with me to the bathroom as I expelled to make sure I was alright. That was the first time anyone other than my mother had seen me use the bathroom, and the first time in since I was a very tiny boy.

I felt exposed and somewhat embarassed, but the fact that she was happy to be there with me and so friendly and comforting after giving me such a gentle enema...made me feel...loved and accepted.

Since then, I have found that on the very rare occassion that I'm able to get a lady friend to help with an enema, the experience usually evokes one of two feelings. If she reluctantly agrees to help and acts totally grossed out and on the verge of throwing up during the whole process, that tends to stress me out. However, if she graciously agrees and is tender and gentle...it makes me feel so loved and cared for...and not in a sexual way at all. I guess I've become a junkie for that emotion.

Oh...and I love the feeling of water gushing up my butt. 😄

M/B/M - 36

I, too, began my fancy with enemas at an early age. Like so many, my mother was the care giver. She never did anything sexual to me, other than inject warm water into my waiting rectum. I often wish that I could experience the warmth that mother used with me again. Mike

I don't remember the ones I got at home as a kid in the same way as the ones in the hospital as a teen. The embarrassment was a big deal. Having to submit to a stranger taking control was strange. When I got my first one from an orderly I hit a point where I was in a panic. There was a lot left and I couldn't see how I could take it all. The way he talked to me calmed me down and he talked me through taking the rest. It was a very intimate experience. It felt so strange.

The emotional sense of comfort you get from the enema giver sets the tone for the whole experience, sexual or not. The nurse who gave me mine was calm and gentle. Exactly how Oh_My_Gr explained his experience!

I fully agree with this -- I do have the same needs when looking for a professional enema giver. However, I have found that most of nurses do not understand this at all.

Thus, it is not so easy to find someone with whom the high level of intimacy can be developed.

Finally! Someone gets it! Not all intimacy is sexual!

"Never get married until you've had at least one fight, because until then, you don't really know what she's like!" that was the advice given to my father in high school, in the 1970s, by a teacher he trusted.

An enema brings out a whole different side of a person. Some parts of it sexual, more not.

I 100% agree with Just_Ray! Enemas are amazingly flexible in that they can be incorporated into "non-sexual intimacy" (such as for constipation or "detox spa treatment") as well as into explicitly-sexual play.

Just_Ray you were very lucky at that age to get someone other than your mother to give you an enema. I never remember my mom giving them to me but I remember when I was young getting very excited about the thought of enemas and anal play. At that age, if a girl had given me an enema, I would have had a huge erection the entire time and then probably jerked off on the toilet while she watched me expel!

Just_Ray, that is a lovely emotional memory to have. What a caring and strong feeling of warmth and trust you have experienced!

This is true...it is very difficult to find someone to do something so intimate and not make it a sexual encounter. Most people just don't get it.

Wow, wonderful memory you have shared. I wish the lady I love could understand how it makes me feel to not have her want to give me a loving gentle enema. She has given them to me, but she always makes it to be a duty, with rules about what she will do, like not filling the bag, etc. Thank you for sharing.