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Subject: Re: Ever get caught or almost caught Author: jonbman96 [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: Sunday, August 12, 2012, 09:31: pm In reply to: jonbman96 's message, "Ever get caught or almost caught" on Saturday, August 11, 2012, 10:23: pm As I said, I had a craving for enemas during my kidhood. Doing it everychance I got. We had a small downstairs bathroom where mom gave enemas to us. Lots of times, I would sneak the bulb downstairs, lock the door and do it. There was a laundry chute in the downstair basement where we would slide our clothes down to the basement. There were many times when mom knocked on the door and asked what I was doing in there and taking a long time. Those times, I had to slide the bulb and nozzle down the chute and later retrieve the bulb and sneek it back upstair. Mom was to near the door when I left. Once upstairs doing my thing, I couldn't get the nozzle off the bulb--I had screwed it on crooked. I hid the bulb hoping mom didn't have to use it. It took a couple of days before I got it off. Sometimes, I didn't clean the inside of the nozzle too good and whem I used it next, I could see dried crap inside. Thank god mom didn't need it on my brothers. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Re: Ever get caught or almost caught Author: Dave [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Monday, August 13, 2012, 05:09: pm Never actually gave myself an enema, but got the same type of enjoyment from sticking ice cubes up my rectum.(If you haven't tried it-don't knock it) Was a faily involved procedure in that I had to melt the ice cubes down so the rough edges didn't injure me. Usually put the cubes in cold water as they melted slowly and allowed me to monitor them till they were exactly the correct size for insertion. In order to be able to do this my parent had to be out. One time as usual, I had the towel laid out in the hall, the ice cubes in a bowel and a mirror (to monitor insertion and to see when I had reached my ice cube limit). I had just inserted three or four when I heard the front door start to open. I was completely nude and I quickly gathered up my stuff and ran into nearest bathroom. Quickly filled up the bathtub and pretended to take a bath. My mother thought it was strange that I took a bath as I usually took showers in the master bathroom and I came out of the bathroom wrapped only in a towel not having taken my clothes in with me. Had I been anywear else in the house, I coudln't have gottent ot he batroom on time and would have been caught. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]