ENEMA STORIES
Oh it was my third trip to the bathroom.... When I got back to class, Mrs. Crocker said Anthony you don't look well, would you like to go to the school nurse. I said, “yes Ma’am”, She gave me a pass. I walked to the nurse’s office.
That morning before I left for school, I was running to the bathroom, but couldn't go.... It must have been all the stress with the tests and all, since it was the end of the school year. Mom told me to go to school and if I were still having a problem to go to the nurse, and mom would come get me. Miss Watson, the nurse asked me what was wrong, I told her I felt like I had to go but couldn't... she asked me how long I had felt this way, I told her 3 days.
She called Mom. When Mom got there, Miss Watson called her into the office as I waited in the waiting room. They talked, and laughed, and giggled. Mom came out, and smiled, she said ok Anthony let’s go home and get you taken care of.
When we were in the car and going home, Mom said well there are 3 ways we can handle this Anthony. First, we can go to the Doctors. Second, I can give you a laxative, but that will take a while to work. Third, Miss Watson suggested a good old-fashioned enema. I know it has been awhile since you got one, and you didn't like it, but its fast, it works, and you will fell well. I blushed, but didn't say anything. We turned into the driveway, I said mom let me out now, she stopped the car. I jumped out of the car, and ran for the house.
I opened the door as mom parked the car, and ran for the bathroom, but couldn't go. Mom knocked on the door, and asked if I was all right, I said yes, she asked if I was going, I said No. Mom said, “Well what will it be?” “Mom,” I said “the thing.... What she said you know the thing, I’ll take it.” She said, “Do you mean the enema?” “Yes” I said. “Ok Anthony, your acting adult about this and you will have to cooperate.”
Mom left. When I came out of the bathroom, I heard her on the phone. Mom said “go watch T.V. I'll be with you in a minute...” She then came into the living room. “Anthony, When you were younger, I had to hold you down, and give you the enema, as I held the bag. It was a fight. I know you were embarrassed about the nudity.” “No Mom It wasn’t that. You kept letting the water In, I was embarrassed that I might not hold it and go right on the bed.” “You mean that’s all you were worried about?” Blushing red, I said yes. “Oh that makes this much easier then. I can give it to you on the table, and then you won't have to worry about it leaking out ok.” I agreed to this plan. “Anthony to make this easier, so I can raise and lower the bag, so Its more comfortable for you, I’m going to need help. If its all right with you, I called your cousin Linda and asked her to come over. She’s getting married soon, and she should learn how to do this for when she has a family. It will be a big help to me, and she can learn from It.” I said, I needed it now and can't wait. “Anthony, she'll be here in 5 minutes.”
I put on my P.J.'s as the doorbell rang. My cousin Linda was 21, I was 15 at the time, and so we were close in age. I felt she was more like me, but now she was in an adult role, I felt e,barrassed about it. When I came down stairs, Linda came into the living room. She thanked me for letting her see how the enema was done. She said she never had one, so she knew nothing about it. I just blushed with embarrassment. She said don't be embarrassed, I've baby-sitted boys, and changed dippers. I know what boys look like, so its ok...Maybe It was ok for her, but I felt very funny about it.
I was called into the kitchen. There were bath towels on the table. Linda was holding the red bag in one hand, with the black nozzle in the other hand. Mom said, “O.K. Anthony removes your P.J. bottoms.” I blushed, and pulled them down. I was standing there in my briefs, and pajama top. Mom said “Come on Anthony take off the briefs.” I blushed deeply. I asked if I could get on the table first. Mom agreed.
They helped me up. As I got on my knees, I felt Mom tugging on my briefs, then felt the cool air on my behind as they slid off. They were pulled form my legs. I was instructed to get into the knee chest position. Then told to spread my legs wide, and place my head down on the pillow that was on the table. I did as I was told. I felt a pair of hands on my bottom cheeks pulling them apart. Then it was like I wasn't there. I heard mom talking to Linda. “You lube the tip like this” she said, “then smear a gob of lube on his rectum”, I felt the lube being applied. “push in a little to get the lube up Inside.” I felt a finger enter a little, and then come out. “Put the nozzle against his rectum, and push it firmly and gently in.” I felt the nozzle sliding in.
The clamp unsnapped and warm soapy water rushed in. Linda said, how does it feel Anthony? I said “warm.” then “Oh! Oh! I feel It! I’ve got to go!” “No Anthony” Mom said. “It just started, you have to take more.” She lowered the bag, the water slowed. I cried out please stop. I heard the clamp snap, the water stopped. When the cramps stopped, and I settled down, I heard the clamp snap again, and felt the water. Linda said, It was almost empty, just a little more. Finally, the clamp snapped, the bag was empty.
Mom told Linda, to pull it out slowly. I felt the nozzle being removed. Linda giggled, Mom laughed; “it’s a natural reaction Linda.” I didn’t know what they were talking about. I was helped off the table, and to the bathroom were I sat on the toilet, Mom and Linda were standing in the doorway. I asked Mom to close the door. Mom said no, if you have a problem how would we know or get to you, the door stays open. Besides how Is Linda going to see what affect the enema has if the door is closed.
I can't go if your watching I said, mom laughed and said you won't be able to hold it long. Linda was still giggling. I looked down and realized why. I had a erection, that’s what they were talking about. With that, water started to drip from me, then gush, and pop, and splash, then a farrrrrrrrtttttttttttt. More splashes, and pops and squirts and farts...then I was empty. I cleaned myself and put on my briefs and pajamas which Mom brought me. Linda again thanked me, She smiled and said “Don't worry, I won't embarrass you by telling anyone about your natural reaction, Its our secret.”
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