Family Album

I was going through an old family album that my saintly, blue haired mother had given to me. The album was stuffed full of pictures taken by my late grandmother and grandfather "back in the day." That day being in the mid 50s to mid 60s--part of the golden age of enemas. I came across a few interesting shots, including one of a 8 or 9 year old me, brushing my teeth in my grandmothers bathroom, clad in my favorite sail boat "jammies." In the background behind me hanging on the towel rack was grandmas davol closed top red enema bag, with a red hose and a black nozzle. Did that bring back memories. It was hanging out to dry. I spent many hours on the recieving end of that thing. Anyone else run accross old pics or 8mm from the golden age? Just curious. I get excited looking at the picture. Suddenly I am a boy again. Oh, too turn back the hands of time. Just one more of grandma's warm, soapy enema sessions.

Unfortunately I do not have any pictures of the enema bag that my mom always used on me. But boy do I ever wish that she had taken some pictures of me during my enema sessions. I'd love to see me with that sullen nervous look I know I would have. I often knew hours in advance that I would be getting an enema later that day which gave me plenty of time to sit quietly and just dwell on the idea. I would no longer have any interest in my toys or whatever was on television. I'd be consumed with thoughts of an afternoon of discomfort, embarrassment and being on complete display with my privates fully exposed. Oh to be able to relive one of those long nervous, humiliating days again is my fantasy. Steven

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It is worth noting: 8mm home movie film was fairly expensive to develop. Unless you were a professional, and could get it done in volume by the same labs that did your professional work, or you were an advanced amateur who could take it on yourself, you really were limited on the amount of home movie film you could shoot, and truly candid shots were rare.

I don't have any photos but a memory of overhearing a comment my dad made about his father. The comment related to how my grandfather depended on my grandmother to "shove a hose up his butt". I cannot say that I ever witnessed this activiy but knowing how bossy my grandmother was, it probably was an accurate assessment.

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I was going through an old family album that my saintly, blue haired mother had given to me. The album was stuffed full of pictures taken by my late grandmother and grandfather "back in the day." That day being in the mid 50s to mid 60s--part of the golden age of enemas. I came across a few interesting shots, including one of a 8 or 9 year old me, brushing my teeth in my grandmothers bathroom, clad in my favorite sail boat "jammies." In the background behind me hanging on the towel rack was grandmas davol closed top red enema bag, with a red hose and a black nozzle. Did that bring back memories. It was hanging out to dry. I spent many hours on the recieving end of that thing. Anyone else run accross old pics or 8mm from the golden age? Just curious. I get excited looking at the picture. Suddenly I am a boy again. Oh, too turn back the hands of time. Just one more of grandma's warm, soapy enema sessions.

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I have a somewhat similar picture. It's not as explicit (no visible enema bag) but it's of me dressed in nothing but shorts. No shirt, sitting on the back door steps on a summer afternoon. You can see most of the way up my shorts although there's nothing really showing.

Why I find the photo so exciting is that I know that not 30 minutes before the picture was taken, I was naked on all-fours on the bathroom floor, being given a wonderful soapsuds enema. I don't remember the reason for the enema (if I was told a reason) but I am grinning in the picture and the enema is most likely the reason for the grin.

Playbob. You should share the picture with the the rest of us here so we can all relive those nostalgic moments. By the way I wore Man from Uncle pajamas and the enema equipment always hung from the shower head in the bath tub. Perhaps a subtle reminder from my parents to eat properly or suffer the wrath of the....ENEMA!!!

I remember looking at a house for sale in New Hampshire, they had just moved the elderly lady into a nursing home and everything was still in the house as the lady left it. In the bathroom on the second floor hanging from the door was an open top bag with the red tubing and black nozzle.

"Anyone else run across old pics or 8mm from the golden age? Just curious"

You have a very time-consuming job ahead of you but there is a whole lot of 8mm and Super 8 film up on You Tube. Go through enough of it and I KNOW there has to be something like that out there. You'll move a lot of Earth to find those few diamonds.

Let us know!!

No old 8 mm film or pictures, but did see an old bf goodrich fountain syringe on e bay, just like the one my grandmother had, and was on the receiving end a number of times in my youth. It was a dark red rubber bag and hose with three black bakelite nozzles. I won the bid and brought home a great piece of nostalgia.

Seems that the enema scene was a very well kept secret even in the advertisements in the back of adult magazines in the late 1960's and the early 1970's. Even finding something in the local adult bookstore was almost impossible most of the time. The publication known as Fetish Times seemed to be one of the early publications to even have a few enema stories. The almost total lack of 8mm film of enema activity was also noted. With the advent of V

HS tapes, a whole new world opened up and the subject of enemas began to appear. Then Beth Tyler began publishing magazines and offering 8 millimeter films and print sets. This was unheard of and a real landmark point in making such material easily found by those interested. Even today her material is classic in nature.

Today it would be nice to have some of those old 8mm films converted to DVD to preserve the quality of what is left and to keep the original film from further damage. Just finding a working 8mm projector today is almost impossible. If the bulb burns out, the projector is useless until another bulb might be found. I have seen a few 8mm enema films on eBay over the past few years but not often. Remembering that a movie camera was a thing of luxury back then and processing of the film was not cheap. It is a wonder that anything was filmed at all.

This makes one wonder if Irving Claw ever had his models dealing with the enema theme?

There is also PRIVATE photos of people doing this. I found a large number in a garbage can, most dealing with sex, some with groups and a precious few with enemas.

What caught my attention was some old porn magazines, like this odd one from England dealing with latex and the paper bad contained all kinds of magazines and private photos

Its funny...there really weren't a whole lot of enema magazines per say, but in a lot of the B&D magazines from the 70's, in the personals section, tons of people both amateurs and professional Doms said that one of their "specialties was enemas.

An older neighbor lady kept in touch with us after my mother-in-law died; the two of them had been best friends. We would check on the neighbor now and then, do simple repairs etc. Once I asked to use the bathroom. As I have been a snoop all my life, this was no exception: under the bathroom sink I found a long low box with at least one hot water bottle, several hoses, 2 or 3 colon tubes, plus black nozzles. A treasure chest! I told my wife, and next time she checked -- we had some great fantasies later about whether the old lady had enema games with her husband when he was alive (they had no kids). A time machine to the 40's and 50's, when I am pretty sure that enema-foreplay was a big part of marriage. Dream on, dream on.... a few years later she was in the hospital, and asked another neighbor of hers to bring her enema gear to the hospital. Her doctor said OK so the games continued. I hoped the collection would be part of the tag sale at the house when she died, but no such luck -- probably went in the trash. Fun while it lasted I guess.

I wonder how many "Selfies" are being taken today of SSEs?

Really easy, can even do a video.