I've had two barium enemas that were very different experiences. The first was in 1992. I had been experiencing some abdominal pain and my doctor ordered the BE. I had no idea what was involved in the procedure, but because of my enema fetish was looking forward to finding out. I followed the prep instructions, which consisted of laxatives the day before and an enema the morning of the test, and showed up for my scheduled 9:00 AM appointment. When I checked in I told the receptionist I was there for a barium enema. She said she knew because that’s all they did for the first couple of hours every day. There were three other people in the waiting room, two older gentlemen and a woman about my age (40). After a few minutes the reception room door opened and someone called out both of the men’s names. I was making small talk with the woman waiting with me and she asked me if I was there for a barium enema. I told her yes and that I was a bit nervous. She said she was there for the same thing and that this was her second one. She told me the prep was the worse part and that the procedure wasn’t that bad.
A few minutes later they called my name and I was led into a secondary waiting room. There were 4 or 5 changing cubicles on one wall and a few chairs in the room. I was told to remove all of my clothes except my socks and then to come out and wait until someone came to get me. While I was getting undressed I heard them bring back the woman I was talking to and tell her the same thing. A few minutes later we were both standing there in our gowns. Then a male technician came down the hallway and called my name. He led me down the hall and showed me two bathrooms on the way to the x-ray room. When we entered the room the enema bag was full of barium and hanging on a stand at the foot of the table. He told me to get on the table so he could take a preliminary x-ray to make sure I was cleaned out. After he looked at it he said it was okay to proceed and told me to lie on my left side and bring my knees up toward my chest. He lubed up the enema nozzle but not my anus. Then he said I’m going to insert this into your rectum now. He didn’t use enough lubrication and the insertion was painful. I said ouch and he didn’t say a thing as he proceeded to inflate the balloon.
Then the doctor came in and told me the better I cooperated the faster the test would be over. Then they started the enema and had me turn into several positions while the barium entered my colon. Then the doctor left and the technician took some more x-rays. After he checked to make sure they came out okay he told me to turn onto my belly and he removed the nozzle. He said try to make it to the toilet without leaking and showed me out the door. I managed to make it to one of the bathrooms and expelled a little bit of fluid. When I returned to my cubicle to get dressed there were two women wearing gowns and waiting for their turn.
Overall I was disappointed with the experience. The lack of privacy in the waiting area and the attitude of the technician bothered me. The insertion of the nozzle without sufficient lubrication spoiled what is usually one of my favorite parts of an enema. Also they didn’t tell me the barium would probably make me constipated. After a couple of days I figured that out on my own.
My next barium enema was 5 years later at a different facility. I had the same prep kit as was used for the first one. When I arrived for my appointment I was greeted by a friendly receptionist. She told me she would let “her” know I was there for my appointment. Things were looking up already because I figured I was getting a female technician. Sure enough a few minutes later the door opened and cute blond that looked to be about 30 years old called my name. She led me directly to the x-ray room which had its own bathroom. She asked if I had ever had a barium enema and I told her that I had. She asked how that experience went and I told her about the painful insertion. She said she would try her best to make this a better experience. I was told to change into the gown and leave my clothes in the bathroom. The gown I was given was much shorter than ones I have worn in the past, it only came down about halfway between my butt and knees.
When I came out of the bathroom she smiled and asked if I was ready for this. I said I was anxious to get it over so I could drink something because my mouth was so dry. She said something like “Oh you poor thing. Let me get you a sip of water”. She gave me about a half of a small Dixie cup of water. I thanked her and she had me get up on the table and lie in my back. Then she took the preliminary x-ray and said I did a good job with the prep. She opened up a cabinet and got out the enema bag and unwrapped it from the packaging. She reached into another cabinet and got out a large container of barium solution. She opened it up and as I watched her fill the bag I was beginning to get excited.
She came over to the table and hung the bag on a stand next to me. Then she said “Okay, I need you to over on your side with your left leg straight and your right leg curled up toward your abdomen.” I got into position and she said she was going to apply some lubricant to my anus. She moved the gown out of the way and lifted my right buttock with one hand. I was getting hard thinking about her looking at my bare ass and about what was about to happen. Then I felt her finger touch my anus and she told me to relax and take a deep breath and then exhale. As I did she slowly inserted her finger all the way into my rectum and slowly rotated it one way and then the other. I was now fully erect. She slowly removed her finger and said she was going to insert the nozzle. She slowly inserted it and asked how I was doing. “Couldn’t be better” I replied. She laughed and said I would feel some pressure as she inflated the balloon. Then she said she was going to get the doctor and they would be right back.
I managed to calm myself down and lose part of my erection. They returned and the doctor asked if I had ever had a barium enema. I told him yes and he said unfortunately the procedure hasn’t changed. He released the clamp and I felt the barium entering me. Then they had me turn from one side to another and from back to stomach. They also tilted the table so my feet were lower and then the other direction so my head was lower. All the time the short gown was flopping around and exposing my ass and partially erect dick. Finally he said he was done but that the technician would take some additional x-rays. He left the room and she asked how I was doing. I told her OK and she said she would be done in a few minutes. After a few more x-rays in various positions she lowered the bag to the floor and said she needed to make sure the x-rays came out OK before she could remove the enema nozzle. I was lying on my back with the gown barely covering my dick, which was now fully erect again. She returned and said everything was Ok and asked me to raise my knees up. She couldn’t have missed noticing my hard-on but didn’t comment. She deflated the balloon and reached between my legs to remove the nozzle from my rectum. Then she said I could get up and use the bathroom.
I sat on the toilet and expelled a little bit of the liquid. Then I cleaned up, got dressed and walked back into the room where she was waiting. I thanked her for being gentle and she thanked me for being a good patient. She also told me the barium tends to cause constipation and that I should drink plenty of water and if that didn’t help to try a warm water enema. I assured her that was exactly what I was going to do.