Did enemas make you this way

Did getting your enemas make you the sexuality that you are or did they have nothing to do with it?

I don't quite understand your question. But i would have to say, yes, receiving enemas as punishment at a very young age has definitely influenced my sexual personality. i would guess that all of the participants on this website have had their sexual personalities modified in one way or another by their interest in enemas.

We are born with the roots of our physical desires. Where they go, and how they get there is less clear, but I don't think enemas are capable of "making" anybody a certain way. There may be some triggers or "hot buttons" that enemas don't just hit, but stand on and jump up and down .

Getting enemas as a child/teen did indeed trigger this fetish, and yes this fetish can dictate sexual preferences.

Enemas at a young age affected my sexual wiring. One of the key points to that realization is that it was more than just the enemas. It was my mother's enema ritual. Thinking about it still turns me on.

Early childhood enemas certainly influenced my sexual development. Enemas have been part of my shared and solo sexual profile since age seven and continue so at age 75. When shared, generally I receive during intercourse and then follow up with several more two or three quart es. Solo, a typical session is seven or eight enemas, the last accompanied by a strong ejaculation upon explusion.

I think getting a few enemas as a child caused me to experience something that I found I enjoyed. My guess is that I would have found the same thing on my own but much later. Enemas and anal play are part of my sexuality which came first? Who knows?

I don't think enemas had anything to do with my feeling bisexual desires, but my bisexual desires sure do creep into my enema fantasies.

It's a chicken-or-the-egg thing about whether enemas turned me into a klismaphile, or my latent klismaphilia led me to love enemas. In the end it doesn't matter, I'm just grateful for being a klismo.

Hugs,

Diane

I can't say if childhood enemas make me the current happy klismo, but I remember those with pleasure and nostalgia. Perhaps without mommy strict and lovable attentions I never met this pleasurable side of sex, but who knows? Who care? Now I know enemas and I like it very much.

Happy E.

Acquaman

I knowing getting enemas regularly by my mother did it to me. I remember getting enemas from homevisits from doctors and even his nurse did it.

Don't know that they affect the sexual "wiring" as such. They just "switch on" another aspect of your "wiring" psychologically, that you didn't know was there. Whether that is primarily sexual or not is nearly impossible to say, but that is an element of it. I really am uncomfortable with the idea of separating sexuality somehow from overall personality. That seems fundamentally flawed.

Enemas did not "make" me this way, (though it might have given me a push), but I have chosen enemas to revolve around in my life. Like LisaK says, they hit the on switch to allow me to enjoy something I might otherwise have never know about or to enjoy.

Receiving from My mother, at My Father's direction, and later discussions with My Father as well as some rl practice, have indeed had an influence in My life. I may be "older" but this just means that I've gained the wisdom to wait until the perfect woman comes along.

I think early enemas, as child, influenced my later feelings and interest in anal sex-mainly a desire for prostate massage which of course the enema does to some extent-anyone else?

Water, in whatever form is what gives us life. For me, enemas is just another path I have chosen to follow as I derive great pleasure from giving and receiving them. I consider myself anal erotic, so what would be more appropriate than to do all that we can to make the experience more enjoyable by knowing that a clean anus and rectum is a happy one and certainly makes the playing together more comfortable for both parties. Besides, when done right, enemas are a great prelude to all sorts of sexual play.

I don't think I got that many enemas when I was young... I do know the fear of getting was so much more that then the actual number of enemas given to me...

I often say it was the fear of an enema that eventually led to my curiosity and arousal - but I bet even if I was never given and enema, never had any fear of enema - that somehow I would have become addicted to them, like I am now..

Enemas didn't make me this way, Klismaphilia, is just a small part of me. I like enemas part time, I Have the rest of my life.

I think that early enemas are indeed a big imprinter for many of us, even if we were given the (usually soapy) water only a couple times a year. i would sum up that it was a bittersweet experience for many. Agree?

Agree,(imagine that). I am many, many things - klismo is just one of those...

Let me know how you liked the last enema session and give me some ideas for things that you would like. I'm already working on another session.

I was given enemas frequently during childhood. They were almost always pleasant experiences, as my mother was very caring, gentle, and knowledgeable - she used enemas regularly herself. Enemas were almost always preceded by slender glycerine suppositories, the first insered fully into my rectum with her lubricated finger, and a second moved gently in my anus to add to the effect of the one inside. Depending on the result, I was given a warm, mildly soapy enema afterwards, sometimes a second. I'm sure this formed me psychologically as my memories of these times are very pleasant. I was always rigidly erect whenever I was given these suppositories and enemas and still become so now. At age 13, I was given my own folding fountain syringe and box of Dulcolax suppositories and told that I was old enough to care for myself when I needed to - also, that she was always available if I'd prefer.

No, they didn’t ‘make me this way’ at all. I knew from about 13 or 14 that I was gay and thought this must mean I’d have anal sex. I started experimenting with what it was like having things up there, and after reading about enemas decided I wanted to try that too. Of course, being gay doesn’t necessarily mean having anal sex at all, and sexually I mostly prefer other activities. I still enjoy regular enemas though, so I’m glad of those experiments in my mid-teens.

I’m always a bit bemused to read posts from men who are scared of trying enemas, or worried about enjoying them, because they imagine it’s a gay thing or will turn them gay. The two things just have nothing to do with each other.

I don't think enemas "made us the way we are" but early age enemas did make us aware of their sexual components long before we knew very much about sex. The enema goes in in a very sexy area of the body and puts warm pressure on sexy organs. In spite of our early fears and dislikes, the sexy components take hold for some with the result that and sexual horizons and our options for sexual enjoyment are greatly expanded. We could feel the early age sex although we didn't know much about sex. A very exciting component for me was being naked across my mother's silken or rayon slip covered lap and squirming while the warm water flowed. A very erotic memory is the day that my baby sitter knocked on the door while my Mom was filling me in the over her knees postion. The girl came in and was instructed to come to the bathroom where she stood in the door way and cooed about how her brother didn't cry when got his enema and what a good boy I was to take the water

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I believe my childhood enemas did affect the way I feel about them. I remember the strange feeling of the water invading my body and the giddy sensations it produced. Plus, I didn't have any say in the matter; I was held over Mom's lap and forced to take a soapy enema. I guess all the sensations combined created a very lasting impression. A positive one.

I, too, believe that my childhood enemas from my Mother, did affect the way I feel about them today. Mother, always, made my enemas special. Even when she began to figure out that I enjoyed them. I can remember a time when for some reason or another she stopped giving me my weekly Saturday enemas. I think I was about 11 or 12 at the time. Anyway, after a month of no enemas, I finally got the nerve to ask her to give me one. It occurred on one Saturday morning. To my amazement, she ignored my request. Not giving up,I bugged her again several hours later. Again, she ignored my request. Finally, right before bed time, I went to her one more time, hugged her neck, kissed her cheek, and whispered in her ear, again, begging for her to give me an enema. Well, she slapped my butt and told me good night. I went to my room, feeling down, but went on to sleep. The next morning, Mom woke me up, took my hand and led me to her bathroom. Upon entering, I noticed that she had her enema bag filled to the brim with soapy, hot water hanging beside the toilet on its normal nail. I, also, noticed that she had filled a big clear pitcher to the brim with steaming hot, soapy water. To say that I was excited might well have been an understatement. Well, anyway, upon entering Mom's bathroom, I (1) gave Mother a great big old hug, (2) told her how much I loved her, and (3) slipped out of my shorts. I then assumed my normal enema taking position by kneeling in front of the toilet. Then, my Mother administered to me one fantastic enema. She even filled the bag two additional times. From that day on, I had to ask Mother for enemas and I can say this for certain, she never once failed to honor my request. Today, as with Mother, I find myself having to beg my wife for my enemas. And, like Mother, my wife plays hard to get, but then usually honors my request. Yes, my childhood enemas did affect the way I feel about them today. I absolutely love taking them.....

I believe both the enemas, and the age of the internet have altered the way individuals think about their fetishes. One no longer feels along and it's a forum to share ideas.

My father never got enemas as a child. His mom, to this day, is vocally and passionately against them. He had to self-teach. His mother is in many ways typical of people who came of age in the postwar years. According to him, when he and Mom were together, but before she got pregnant with me, Mom commented to him once, "I don't think she has ever let her guard down enough to actually let herself have an orgasm!"

Once he had custody of me, he was determined that I absolutely was NOT going to have to hide my sexual feelings or my physical ones either. As he put it, "That leads to hiding other things, and pretty soon we wouldn't be able to talk about feelings with each other at all. Then I don't know how to teach you some things you need to know!!"

As a result, I NEVER needed to hide my curiosity, and eventual love of enemas from him.

Whether it's right wrong or a little of both, He' sincere in his belief that, if his Mom had given him an enema or two, even if it were "punishment" for sneaking around, and doing them behind her back, it would have at least satisfied his curiosity, rather than just re-enforce it, as she did.

My sexual orienation and klismaphalia were determined at a very early age. When I was about five and a half I was introduced to the wonerful world of enemas by a neighbor who was about a year older ( see the story on page 9 in the library, My History with Water).I have been enjoying erotic enemas, solo, with males and females for sixty three years, and an looking forward to many more!

Ok, let's assume that receiving enemas at a very young age made you a clysmo or one who is fixated on enemas. Well I believe many more got their temperature taken rectally yrs ago. Did that make them anal oriented due to having one's temp taken as so? I've heard pschycologists over the yrs say that whatever turned you on intially(aka your 1rst sexual experience) that's what carries with you throughout your sexual life. So I'm most sure that lot's of us at this site perceived the sexual potential of enemas after having them when young. And back then enemas were a comon house hold practice. But many others back then did not perceive them as sexually interesting. Otherwise there would be many more of us out there; even with all the sexual "hush-hush" mentality. And let's face it, the adult book stores used to and still supply material for those who don't get what they dream of at home. They make a lot of money from people that are without a willing sexual partner. Let's face it, most everybody got enemas back in the day. Why didn't we all run out to the adult book store seeking some enema literature if we all got enemas back in the day? Some of the most "scaredy cat" people will venture into adult book stores. -Their desires compel them to do so. Adult book stores thrive on some of people's most shamed subject matter. Not everyone that received enemas learned to like them. The "majority" of normal people got them back in the day while growing up. I really don't look at it as anyone's fault that I have this fetish. But as the old saying goes "90% of sexual pleasure comes from the brain. & the other 10% of sexual pleasure comes from the physical act". I'm inclined to believe we as a group (fetishers) are more sexually intellectual in comparison to many other vanilla folks out there. Hey look, I'm an ENEMA SNOB! LOL!

I ask myself this question frequently. Like JohnnyCee pointed out - many of us got enemas years ago when they were common in the home. Most look on the enema as an uncomfortable (even disgusting) means of curing constipation and to be avoided whenever possible.

But - maybe 10% of us make a far different connection that borders on obsession. We can't get enough of them. We take them when we are not constipated. We take them for any or no reason. I have had a few times when I have had a normal bowel movement but an hour later I really "need" an enema. Why?

The closest parallel I can think of is alcoholism. Lots of people drink alcohol occasionally without becoming dependent on it, but some just "need" have to have another drink. Does anybody else see this as sort of the same thing?