Good Enema

What exactly is meant by the term "good enema"? I think it is often used but has various meanings. I remember my mother using it in the context of "what you need is a good enema" or "a good enema will fix you up." But I've also seen it used as in "For that, you're going to get a good enema." Or, "I usually masturbate while taking a good enema." Or, "I love a good enema." How have you used or heard the term?

My mother would use the words "nice" and "good" for what I think was to make the idea more pleasant. In a sentence it was "How about I make you a nice enema for a good cleaning out."

At that time my mom thought that they were good, but I did not. I used to just dread getting an enema.

When my mom said she was going to give me a "good enema", in her view, good meant one that was going move my bowels and clean me out to her satisfaction. I certainly saw nothing "good" about it! I guess it all depended on which end of the syringe you were on.

One that gives you a clear return, with only the normal and expected amount of cramping,and general discomfort, and does it in 3-4 rounds!

A "good enema" for me is one that gives me a good clean out (usually a series of warm soapy enemas followed by a couple rinses, with no interruptions), with an explosive climax at the end. That's what satisfies me. Now, a perfect enema would be one administered by an attractive female enemate that was into giving as much as I'm into receiving. I'm solo because the wife isn't into enemas, so I have to be content with just "good enemas".

"Good" and "nice" were indeed words used to put a positive spin on something a lot of kids dreaded. But how about "little," especially used with us brought up with the classic enameled enema can. We were assured there was on only "a little more" warm soapy water to take, though we couldn't see if that was true.

Well, I don't recall any of them in my 'growing-up' period that were "bad". So I guess they were ALL "good".

the boxcar

A "good enema" is a term used by someone else when you are going to receive it. A "good enema" would be just the thing. I think it's probably expressed as such to allay one's fears about getting one. I think it also connotes a large probably soapy one as well. I don't normally call it anything but good when I am self administering. I think when someone else says "good enema" it means that it might be uncomfortable and it might be too large but it will do the job and make you feel a lot better. I wish someone would embarrass me by saying I need a "good enema" right now!

In my day, a good enema meant a very thorough cleaning out.

I think that the meaning of a "good enema" depends on who is doing the talking. For the giver, it can mean an unpleasant, unwanted experience forced upon the receiver. For the receiver, it can mean a complete cleaning or an enjoyable, even a memorable experience.

hankb

A g"good enema" that someone is going to give you a hot soapy enema that is going to be difficult to hold but in the end will do a through job and you will feel much better.

Well, if you tell a person who is not into enemas that you are going to give them a bad enema, that could make a tense situation worse. If you tell one of us the same thing it's just a let down.

Never really thought about it, but when I think or use the term "Good enema" I guess I'm implying that it will be very thorough with the intent of getting to good clean returns and a very satisfied state afterwards. Funny that I found this post this morning, as Friday evening I informed my wife that I was going upstairs to watch Gold Rush, after which I was going to give myself a "good enema" - and she commented, "A good enema, huh"?

I wonder what the phrase "good enema" meant in her mind?

I sure remember hearing a good enema, but almost always always heard my mother saying that I need a good cleaning out while she was giving the enema to me.

Different meanings to different folks. A mother using the term "good enema" to a child meant one that would be effective at carrying out her purpose, clean-out, medicinal, or punishment. It would not generally mean "small" as that would not be sufficient to accomplish her purpose. Were Mom to say "large" that could be scary, but who can argue with "good"? It would be so unlike a mother to say she was going to give a "bad" enema, that would be scary too.

As an older adult, any enema is a "good" enema, or better. I don't think I've ever had a bad enema. Sort of like an orgasm, ever heard anyone, male or female, say they had a bad orgasm? Me neither. Some may be bigger or better than others, but never a bad one. Just like enemas.

My mom considered it a 'good enema' simply if she got her way...

Doctor said "give him a good enema", so mom did. They were all hot and soapy, good.

Never had a "bad" enema even from lady friends. It ain't rocket science.

For me a good enema is a 4 quart hot soapy enema with Epsom salts added. Using the right bag and right nozzle, and being able to take the entire bag!!!

I do recall my mom saying that she would make me a nice warm enema so I would get a good cleaning out. There were times when I might not have needed the enema bag so it was a nice little enema meaning it would be from a bulb.

All my life I understood the term "good" to represent anything large, high volume, relentless, penetrating, and end all problems in relation to enemas, or spankings. The one and only enema my mother gave me was a good enema in her words. So I guess if the term is use me the results are good. It is what it is.

Well I guess it all comes down to why you do enemas. I do them for sexual pleasure and enhancing anal play by relaxing and opening up my anus and rectum not to mention making the anal play squeaky clean. So a good enema for me will be cleansing but also very erotic since my prostate gets a nice long workout during the enema.

For others, it is purely about cleansing and maybe removing toxins in their colon. Others are into punishment or domination sex play so a really different mindset. And there are many more- too many to mention.

Its a long list with many subgroups. So a "good enema" probably can't be defined specifically.

Referring to an enema, I take "good" to mean effective or thorough.

Of course, enemas might be like sex - if it's good, it's good and if it's bad, it's still pretty good!

good

adjective, better, best.

satisfactory in quality, quantity, or degree:

- a good piece of ass; good head, a good enema.

noun

profit or advantage; worth; benefit: What good will that do?

- I'm giving you this enema for your own good.

interjection

used as an expression of approval or satisfaction:

- Good! The water is cooled down and I begin my enema.

adverb

- Damned, that enema sure felt good!

There are "good" enemas and then there are the "best" enemas. I just took 5 gallons of warm soapy water and epson salts letting in about 3-4 quarts at a time before expelling until I had taken the last drop. I tie in with string between my buttocks and over the shoulder a large douche nozzle from a bulb syringe. Then I refilled the bucket with warm water and salts only and took that in like fashion on my back in the tub with knees raised. After taking the 10 gallons of enema for clean out I took a quart of strong organic coffee and held that for half an hour. Now, that's a BEST enema!

Don't know why, but my mom would frequently use the word "good" when talking about enemas. Examples-"A good cleaning out", A good old fashioned enema should do the trick", Sounds like he needs a good enema".

Other ways I heard her use it-" Sounds like he needs a good lickin", "A good dose of castor oil should help".

It's interesting how a particular adjective so typically applies to a particular noun. Thus, one most often hears a "good enema" - but just as often, a "sound spanking." It's never a "sound enema," and relatively seldom a "good spanking." Why - who knows?

I learned that there was a clue to what my mother had planned for me by what she said.

If she said, "I will give you a "little enema" to help you go", I would have some control over how much I had to take. If I said I was full after a couple of bulbs she would stop and it would be OK as long as it made me go.

If I had been sick or for some other reason she determined I needed a more thorough cleaning out, she would say, "You need a "good enema", and if I didn't take as much as she thought I should it was understood I could tell her to stop and let it out but then it would be repeated.

I sort of still think along those lines. If I just need, or want, an enema "just because" it is not always a big one. But If I feel I need to be cleaned out, I will think "good enema" and the volume is usually more, and often more than one.

All of mom's enemas were "good" enemas. She used that phrase to announce an upcoming session ("....you need a good enema.."), frequently throughout the session ("...everyone needs a good enema once in awhile.."), and afterwards when asking how I felt ("...now don't you feel better after a good enema..."). A good enema meant I was to be filled to the brim twice with the family bag. The first enema was a hot ivory soapsuds mixture. She would inspect the results before flushing and say something like "you really needed a good enema" while she filled the bag from the tub spout for round two.

As a young teen with raging hormones, a good enema was a solo tub session with the family bag, using the long thick douche nozzle. I'd drain that two quart bag while sliding the nozzle in and out with one hand and stroking with the other. And all the time telling myself I needed a good enema.

And then there was the good enemas my wife would administer after a business trip. Those sessions would start out with some thing like "...do you want me to clean you out?" and would develop into some of the finest enema/sex or enema/masturbation sessions that all of us klismo's enjoy.

Now my good enemas are rather routine solo affairs with my clear silicone Klystra gear. A couple of fills of two and a half quarts or so with a little Dr. Bronners and, of course, a good ejaculation.

My earliest enema memories were mom occasionally using a bulb syringe on me when I was 5 or 6. Done slowly & lovingly over moms lap, it didn't hurt and involved no trauma.

When I was eight, I spent a week with my aunts & older cousin in Brooklyn, while my parents took a vacation. A couple days in, I woke up feeling ill. I picked at breakfast & my aunt felt my forehead & said I had a temperature. A few minutes later, I had a thermometer firmly implanted in my butt. It was 101.3. Next, was a phone call to the doctor & he showed up about 45 minutes later.

I was pronounced that I had a flu bug & needed a shot of Penicillin. I HATED needles & made quite a fuss. My aunts started a pot of water on the stove so he could sanitize the glass syringe & needle (This was before single use needles & plastic syringes). It took both aunts to hold me down so he could give me the injection. As he was walking out the door, he turned & told my aunts: "Make SURE you keep his bowels open........give him a GOOD enema every day till he goes home."

My cousin was no stranger to enemas. They had a bulb syringe (just like the one mom used on me) in the medicine cabinet & a red fountain syringe hanging in the shower. I just assumed I would get a syringing with the bulb, just like mom did. When I went into the kitchen, my aunt had a glass pitcher in the sink, When the water temperature was just right, she ran the water over a bar of Ivory soap & into the pitcher, till it was full. The bag was retrieved from the shower, filled with the soapy contents of the pitcher & hung on a nail in the wall by my bed. My aunt motioned me to come here with her finger. When I saw what was awaiting me, I got a bit scared. I asked her if they could use the bulb, but she said that was for little babies. She told me the Dr. said it was important to keep my bowels open & this would give me the "GOOD ENEMA" the he ordered. I asked about the nozzle, as it was bigger & longer than what I was used to. I was told it was a big boy nozzle & would stay in better & she would put Vaseline inside me so it wouldn't hurt going in. She had me get up on my knees & put My head & chest on the pillow. She scooped up a big gob of Vaseline on her finger, then rubbed it in a small circle on my butthole. When she saw it relax, in it went. In and out, around and around. I jumped when it went in & she asked if it hurt. I replied, no, just felt a little weird. Next, she coated the nozzle with Vaseline & did the same circular dance on my butthole. When it relaxed, in went the nozzle. The bulbous tip startled me, but the shaft gave me a tingle as it slid in.

The first one was a little tough going in........she had to stop it many times because I complained I was full, had a cramp, couldn't take any more, but she was determined to get the full bag into me. She told me to pant like a puppy & that did relieve the cramping. When she heard the bag gurgle, she said "What a good boy, you took it all!" With one hand, she helped me up, the other held that nozzle firmly implanted in my butt. I EXPLODED into the toilet.

It was that day that I found out what a "GOOD ENEMA" was..............three 2 quart enemas. The other two went in a lot easier, once the first one cleared the way. I received the same treatment every day till my parents came to pick me up on Saturday. That episode sparked a lifelong interest in enemas & all things anal. To this day, I always do at least 3 enemas per session. Old habits die hard!

Best,

vapor