REFLECTIONS ON A FIRST(& NOTLAST)ENEMA
I guess I was about 15
and had been at home sick for about a week. The Dr. wasn't sure
what I had except that it was in my chest. She had tried a few drugs but I
wasn't getting much better. Mind you, I didn't feel very sick either although I
had to stay in bed except to go the loo.
The next day, Mon., my
parents had to go away on a convention trip so they made arrangements with
the lady next door,a widow, to look after me for the three days they
would be away. Helen became a widow at a young age; about 40, and was left with
a daughter who was now 22 and was a nurse at the local hospital. These
women looked close enough in age to be sisters. Both were tall and well built
brunettes with very outgoing and racy personalities. As a fifteen year old, they
were very easy to put into my fantasies after I was taught to jerk off
by a gay buddy of mine who also gave me my first blow-job.
About an hour after my folks had
left in the morning, Helen came rather quietly to my bedroom and slid the door
open as I was slowly stroking my rather hard cock with her in my
mind. When I realized she was there, it was too late to hide my actions;
Helen excused herself for "barging in" like that and told me that masturbating
was a very normal thing for a young man my age. Then she told me that Dr.Joan
would be here soon, and she left me with my now wilted cock and
embarassment.
Dr. Joan soon arrived for her
regular visit to examine me; She asked Helen to take off my polo pj top so she
could listen to my chest. Helen had no trouble doing that with a deft over my
head motion. After that part of the exam, Dr. Joan said she was going to
give me a fairly new antibiotic to see if it would get things moving in my
case. She instructed Helen to get me on my stomach with a pillow under my
midsection and to remove my pj bottoms as the new treatment would be injections;
one in each buttock. Helen again exhibited great dexterity as she got me to turn
over; and as she put the pillow under me, she removed my pj bottoms in a
single clean motion. One hand did lightly brush my somewhat aroused member
and she did this with a wink and an "oops".
I was told that the injections
would sting quite a bit and that the Dr. had told Helen that massaging
around the injection sites would help to shorten the discomfort time. Dr. Joan
was quick and accurate with the injections and after patting my butt and
commenting that I had developed rather nice buns, she was off, but not before
asking if I had had a BM. I said I hadn't but that I was trying. She said she
would get Helen to look after the problem for me and had a little quiet talk
with her as she was leaving.
She wasn't kidding; my buns
stung like hell. Helen asked if I wanted her to massage the sites. I gave her no
argument and so she set about taking my mind off the discomfort. She massaged me
with both hands for quite a while and as she pulled my cheeks apart, I got
a new feeling around my hole. I must have moaned a little as Helen asked
if that hurt. I told her the stinging was starting to go away. After a while,
with Helen massaging and pulling my buns apart, I said that I was getting
feelings around my anus that were new to me but were really good. With
that, she gently and lightly ran a finger over my rosebud. What a feeling, and I
told her so. She left for a couple of minutes, telling me to stay as I was. When
she returned, she sat beside me on the bed with her back toward my head and very
gently and surely ran her now gloved finger around,over and finally into my
hole. Helen said to relax as she slipped her greased finger into
me and started to move it around as she delved deeper into that wonderful
recess.
Then she worked her other hand
under me and raised me up enough to grasp my now rock hard cock. At about
the time her finger found my prostate, Helen satrted stroking me faster. She
said that it would only be fair to finish what she had interrupted earlier. That
didn't take very long as I soon exploded into her hand, which she later slowly
licked off with great relish.
Helen turned me on my back
and commented that I was still as hard as a rock. She began to tease my
penis' corona with the tip of her tongue while firmly and steadily stroking
my shaft of my still erect and interested penis. It took about 15 min of very
enjoyable work on her part, but she got what she was after; another load in her
waiting and wanting mouth. I guess you could say that getting caught
chocking your own chicken isn't always a bad thing.
As Helen was cleaning us up, she
said that the Dr. wanted her to give me a really good and complete cleaning out
with enemas. Helen said she was going to leave that to Vicki, her daughter, to
do, as she was a nurse, and she would give me what I needed.
Vicki came into the room after
her day shift and had brought all the enema gear after Helen called her. She
said that she needed to examine me before she and Helen got started on my
treatment. Helen soon had the sheets down with me fully exposed to Vicki and she
wasn't long putting a well greased, gloved finger into me and really giving my
prostate a workout; then she slipped a thermometer into me and, after waiting to
read it said I was still a little above normal. She allowed as how my manhood
was really developing and,as she saw that I was not really embarassed anymore
and gave it a few strokes to see how easily my foreskin rolled back. I was
loving it and was almost ready to come again when Vicki said we'll save that for
later.
After Vicki came back into the
bedroom with a now well loaded and steaming enema bag on an IV pole she had
brought from the hospital, she got Helen to get me to lie on my back again with
a pillow under my butt and to hold my bent legs up to expose my anus. Next
came the enema tip, not the usual little one, but something that would go
deeper, feel better and do the job better, according to Vicki.
I felt the pressure as Vicki
forced it into me. At first, it hurt a bit, but as she got in in further, it
started to feel good. Then Helen let the clamp go and the hot soapy liquid
started in. What a feeling; my cock got harder and harder and I moaned with
sheer,raw animal pleasure. Vicki began to manipulate the enema tip as Helen took
all of my manhood into her mouth. It wasn't long before the enema bag
emptied into me and I emptied into Helen's mouth.
Vicki wiped me off as she guided
me to the loo and told me that she wanted my cock in her mouth when I was
finished. It took me about 30min to finally finish, and when I did, Helen and
Vicki took me back to my bed and said I had had enough for one day, but not to
worry, one of them would stay overnight to keep me "company" and perhaps
introduce me to what else awaited a horny,rock hard
15yr old.
Since it was now almost 6PM,
Helen said we should have dinner soon. She wanted to know if I had ever had
Lasagna before as she had one ready to reheat for dinner and she was sure I
would enjoy it and what could follow. I told her that I had never had Lasagna
but that I was ready for anything she and Vicki had to offer after our
afternoon.
LASAGNA MAN