This is something I hardly ever do, because I don't usually think it would be of interest to anyone else. My postings are usually pretty dry: informative, I hope, but impersonal. Even after reading a dozen you might not know whether I even take enemas at all. So I'll settle that issue now.
It is shortly before 6:00 AM here, and I am naked except for a tee shirt, waiting for my turn. My hubby and I try to do enemas at least every two weeks, mostly for the clean, light feeling they give us, but sometimes we're frisky, too. So now he is finishing up from toileting, and I'll be next.
I started him out with a few squeezes from a bulb syringe, using quite soapy water - Dr. Bronner's peppermint. I didn't quite finish his third squeeze: he had to jump up and run to toilet. That got his rectum and lower colon empty. While he pooped that out, I took what was left in the bowl and poured it into a 'disposable' plastic syringe bag and filled it with warm water. That reduced the soap concentration to where it was just about right, I judged. We like the lightweight bags because they are easier to keep clean, and we just toss them after a few uses when they start to get a bit grungy.
His second part flowed in pretty easily. It usually seems to when I start with a couple of soapy squeezes as a preliminary enema. He took the whole bag, but then he had to hurry back to the potty. We do use soap, but don't try to hold a soapy enema in at all.
He was a lot more spent after this second enema, and still partly in a bit of a fog from sleepiness. I mixed up the third enema while he was toileting: plain salted water at 110 degrees (by test on the back of my hand). That way it would fall to about 105 by the time we would be ready for it. I used plain salt, but we also use half-and-half mix of salt and baking soda sometimes.
I let him rest for a few minutes after he returned to bed. We barely spoke - mostly just smiled to each other. I gave him a nice massage on his back and slowly worked down toward his butt, kneading the cheeks and gently spreading them with each stroke. That let me check his anus for visible problems like fissures or hemorrhoids. I put my finger in as far as I could to lubricate his rectal passage and to carefully feel his prostate. Finally I inserted the tube a short ways and held it with very firm pressure right against his anal sphincter. That seems to make it easy to hold the water in and to let it flow fairly high up. When I started the flow it took only moments to empty into him, since his lower colon was already emptied. He felt a little fullness and warmth but absolutely no discomfort or pressure; the liquid had flowed in high enough that his rectum was dry, and he felt no real urge to expel it.
Then I started to rub his back again, but in large circles, from his shoulders, across and then down his side, across his butt, and up his left side, clockwise circles. This seems to help to retain the fluid, though I don't really see how it should make much difference what with all the bones in his back. After five minutes of this I disturbed him from his state of mostly relaxation, to turn over onto his back.
I kept him naked because experience showed that if I covered his penis when I massaged his abdomen the motion would pull the covering back and forth and make him erect; sometimes that is fun and sometimes it's a distraction - depends on how relaxed he is. And anyway, I like to see his penis.
I switched to a deep counter-clockwise massage on his abdomen, gently kneading it, and gave that about five minutes, too. Then I switched direction, urging the fluid down toward his rectum with my deep, kneading massage. It took less than two minutes for his urge to get pretty strong.
When he went to toilet I gathered the supplies and took them to the sink to clean them. Then I kneeled in front of him and rubbed his shoulders and sometimes his abdomen as the fluid came out in a long stream with waves of poop. I encouraged him to just relax and let the enema do the work. He had not expected company the first time I did this and claimed that he couldn't poop if I was there; but, his enema knew better - a lot better! After ensuring that it was working well and really emptying him I left him to finish up.
Eventually he was done and we snuggled together. His penis was so relaxed you could tie it into a bow, but sometimes we will have sex then, or I'll go back in with my finger and stimulate his prostate to make him come very rapidly. This time, though, he practically fell alseep - so I came over here to say hello, and to pass the few minutes till I'll get my enema in just about the same way. Then we will have coffee and rolls out on the patio and watch the sunrise.
- jillie