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
 

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