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The First One

This is just one individual experience and as such should be considered perhaps in that light and not in the blanket consideration of the whole issue. It is not an advocacy of any particular activity or interest. While in sharing it some license has been taken in its relation to the reader. It is shared as an expression of the experience with the understanding that it is a subject of excitement, arousal, and fantasy for others.

One of the most arousing sexual experiences I’ve had occurred in my home. It developed from my natural curiosities and needs at the time. It remains one of the most exciting “adventures” I’ve had for a number of reasons. I won’t turn this into a clinical examination though. I know there are some of you out there who may find this interesting or may find it exiting. Some may have had similar experiences. If it offends-well I am sorry.

I am at the age when young boys spend a lot of time with themselves. As such I was always horny it seemed. Masturbation is practically a hobby for me. I jerk off nightly. When the lights are out and I am in bed I use a flashlight as I look through an old playboy or something like that. I like to lay on my belly and put a towel beneath me. I press myself against it and rock back and forth- letting the orgasm build. I love the feel of it coming out on the towel and against my belly. I clean up and drift off to sleep. I can’t wait till the morning it is the first week of summer and I got a great idea today. I am going to go exploring in the old junk closet downstairs. I am positive I’ll find some more magazines just the anticipation excites me.

My mother remains busy upstairs and my father goes to work early. My sister plays with some friends or in her room. Of course I have had “the talk” and that only excited my interest really. It doesn’t take much lately to get me hard and I have had a few embarrassing moments. My mom almost walked in on me a week ago. It was humid so I had the sheet down,and once in bed I take off my underwear and sleep naked. Well I heard her only at the last minute outside my door. I pulled the sheet up - I am certain she saw me do it- or something. She paused for a moment and told me about something she was doing the next morning then left. I was still semi-hard when she left.

AM-

Everyone is still in bed and my dad is gone so I slip downstairs with my flashlight and start digging through the clutter. Pretty soon I hear my sister upstairs so I have to be a little careful not to make noise. I am about to give up when I find it. As soon as I picked up th eold pharmacy bag I know I’ve found it. Inside are four magazines and a tattered cardboard box. I climb back to the door and sit just inside looking at the contents. These are hardcore magazines –full of pictures and ads in some. There is a swinging magazine, an old penthouse, and two magazines called “WaterPower” and “Waterworks” These are full of pics and ads. Oh I am really hard now. My cock it wetting the front of my underwear-I can’t jerk off here though. I have to get this upstairs. I open the cardboard box almost as an afterthought. Inside is an orange hot water bottle with a hose, clamp and two nozzles. The image clicks with the two magazines and I immediately decide to take it all upstairs.

After a few minutes to calm down I slide the bag into a coat and go upstairs. My Mom is in the kitchen and facing away so I can slip by. I put the bag in my closet and go back out to the living room. All I can think of now is how to get some time alone. I guess I’ll have to wait until tonight.

NOON-

We are still sitting around. My Mom is cleaning the kitchen and my sister and I are trying to stay cool with the fan and watching TV. Mom comes out to the living room in her housecoat and starts picking up a little. As she bends over I get a good look at the back of her thighs and her bottom. She isn’t a model and she has wide hips, large breasts and a big bum. She doesn’t look like the girls in playboy. Still it excites me, I feel myself getting harder. My parents are pretty practical on the clothes thing. Nobody is shocked by a naked body, and it is hot so why wear all types of clothes. We wear underwear when we are home and not expecting anyone to drop by, Mom wears her summer robe sometimes. Lately I have been getting very excited by this. I am kinda confused and embarrassed but I still peek when I can. I turn my attention to the TV. I try not to think about how long it is till bedtime.

PM-

I climb into bed and strip off my underpants. I pull the sheets back and turn on the fan. I listen to make sure nobody is coming then I pull the bag up. I start looking through the mags. It feels so good as I press myself against the bed. I am very excited by the enema magazines. I roll on my side and stroke my cock slowly, trying not to come. I read ads and roll back on my belly. I can feel it coming, building, it feels so good. When I come I lay my head against the pillow. Before I even clean up I remember the enema bag. I wonder if it still works. As soon as the opportunity arises I am going to try it out.

NEXT AM-

I wait in the living-room watching TV. Mom is getting dressed and my sister is in her room. She is taking my sister to a friend’s house then she is going to try and get a hair appointment. After they leave I am going to try out the bag.

“ Steven.” She calls.

“ Yup.” I reply heading down the hall.

I come in the room. She is in her house coat and pulling on some panties. I get another glimpse of her bottom. This time I catch a view of her dark pubic hair. I am getting hard. I try thinking of anything else, anything.

“ I ‘ll be dropping Jenn at the Phillips, ok” She says stepping out of coat. Her breasts sway back and forth I am staring at the large brown nipples. Oh I have to stop!

“ Are you listening to me –stop staring. “

“ Yup. “ I mumble looking out the window now.

“ Please get the trash taken out while I am gone ok…”

I say yes and leave as she pulls on her dress and sandals. I am fighting the hardness in my pants. I sit back in the livingroom and pull my knees up hoping it will go away. Mom comes over and kisses me on the cheek as she leaves. I am still semi-hard and this time she looks down and back up at me. I am doing a terrible job hiding it. I can feel myself getting flushed.

“ Boys.” she sighs as she waves and goes out the door.

I wait a few minutes then race down the hall. I am thrilled, excited! I reach in the closet and bring out the bag. I gather the magazines and a towel along with the enema bag and head for the bathroom. I strip off my clothes and lay the towel on the floor. I fill the bag with warm water and undo the clamp. The water flows through like it is supposed to. Then I take a nozzle and attach it I pick the longer one with the fat tip. It has lots of holes so it looks like it would do a better job at.. whatever. I hang the bag on the door. I get some jelly and put some on the tip. squating down I rub some on my anus. The rubbing feels good itself and I stroke myself a few times.

I bend over and reach back to get the hose. Now I press the nozzle slowly against my hole. I begins to slide in and my cock jumps a little. I rest my arm on the floor and with the other I hold the hose and nozzle. Reaching back I undo the clamp. I am so excited I am afraid I’ll touch myself and come. The water feels so odd at first. I pause it twice, looking through the magazine and slowly stroking myself. I reach back again to release more water .

The door. I heard the door. I freeze there on the floor. My erection begins to fade..

“Steve” she calls. How long has it been? How long have I been here? Still I answer her and tell her I am in the bathroom. She comes to the other side of the door.

“ How long are you going to be –I have to use the toilet.” she says.

I answer her but my voice tells her that something isn’t right. There is silence outside the door. I look around the bathroom trying to decide what to do. “Are you ok?” she asks. Without waiting for an answer she again says she really has to pee and I had better hurry. I hear the knob turn as she says this. I am panicked now. I drop the hose and it hits the door . The bag sloshes. She asks me what I am doing –seriously now. Then she opens the door.

“ What are you doing ?“ she gasps.

I lay my face on my arm-I am still erect but I feel more absurd than aroused. She is quiet for a moment. Then says “ Oh my, my. You’ve been busy.” There is a trace of a laugh at the end and I feel a glimmer of relief that it may not be all that bad.

“ Look at that bum!” she laughs, stepping past me. She says she has to go and I see her panties drop to the floor out of the corner of my eye. I hear her pull her dress over her head as she pees. She remarks on the heat almost casually. I am humiliated , Here I am stark naked with my ass up in the air and an enema nozzle buried deep inside. I am getting physically uncomfortable now.

“ Where did you find all this ?” she asks seriously. I tell her and she is quiet for a moment. She reaches over and picks up a magazine. I hear her turning the pages….

“ Well are you done sweetie” she asks me. Her tone suprises me but I still answer cautiously.

“ Not yet mom.”

She flushes the toilet and stands up. I feel her walk over to me side and I turn my head and look up. She is standing next to me still looking at the back cover of a magazine. She is naked except for her bra and I get a full glimpse of her thick pubic hair and brown pussy lips. I can feel myself getting hard again. She leans over me and I feel her warm hand on my ass. She rests it on one cheek as she bends over.

“ Ok, I am sorry I walked in on you Steve, you need to lock the door if you’re going to be doing this…”

All I can do is nod.

“ Spread your legs a little sweetie-lets see”

I move my knees on the floor and I feel her pull my cheek. My penis is fully erect and sways as I move. I want to touch it so bad now-but I can’t.

“ Do you want to finish?” She asks.

I nod and whisper “yes.”

She takes her hand off my bottom and takes the hose. Kneeling next to me she rubs my back with the other hand. I can feel her legs against my hips. It arouses me more. She tells me to relax and let her know if it hurts. Then she releases the clamp and the water comes again. I let out a breath and rest my head on the floor. She begins to make small talk about the day-she was gone 40 mins and the hairdresser was closed etc.. She talked about how surprised she was when she first opened the door to find her teenage son engaged in some pretty intense…activities. As she spoke I felt her hand move the nozzle in and out a couple of times. Then in the middle she leaned over and whispered “ You can touch yourself if you want, I won’t look –I understand” I slowly reached up and began to stroke my cock. I felt her hand on my ass again and my back. She put her hand back against the nozzle. I was getting close and my pelvis was rocking back and forth a little. I felt her hand between my cheeks and at one point my balls bounced off her hand. Now I feel myself coming and I am letting out a deep sigh. She begins to hum to herself and pats my back. I feel cum run down my hand and some hits my belly. I open my eyes to see that some has even hit her leg. Still she does nothing .

Once I am finished. I feel a wave of embarrassment. Mom breaks the silence “ Wow, that was a good one. Are you ready to take this out?”

I nod, suddenly very relieved. It hurts a little as she takes it out. She tells me to slowly get up on the toilet. I look down at my distended stomach and the towel beneath me. The are streaks of cum across it. Mom puts the bag in the sink. “ You used the wrong nozzle sweetie,” she says” You need to use this one “ holding up the thinner and smaller one.

“Well when you finish in here clean up ok, and come see me we’ll have a little talk, ok? “

I just nod, I am straining to keep it in until she leaves….. That was my first one

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