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Memories
Boy doesn’t appear to be liking laying over mommies lap. Wonder why?
Fond memories? Reminds me of the time I spent over at my Aunt Edna’s place one spring break during my Junior High days. For whatever reason, Auntie decided I need an enema. So I found myself over her lap - naked from the waist down while she gave it to me with a red bag hanging from the towel rack
Fond memories of when I laid completely naked over my aunties lap while she gave me an enema. And I enjoyed it. My cock was erect and she knew it.
I get an erection just looking at this picture.
Reminds me of the time, as a young teen, I was visiting my aunt Louise I had a mild cold and fever. Aunt Louise said she needed to take my temperature.
Imagine my surprise when I soon found myself laying naked over her lap with a thermometer sticking out of my butt.
Afterwards, as I got up, I had a huge erection. Auntie just smiled at me.
I got the sense that auntie liked taking my temperature.
I wouldn’t mind laying naked over her lap.
The nurse doesn’t have to tie me up - I’ll gladly lay naked while she pumps me full of soapy solution while she rubs my hardened erection..
Imagine your parents are away on vacation and leave your older sister in charge. One day you are in bed not feeling so well with a tummy ache and your sister enters your room holding the filled red enema bag. What would you do?
You have no choice - she’s in charge! She commands you to get out of bed, take off your pajama bottoms and go into the bathroom. You reluctantly do so and soon find yourself on your elbows and knees on the bathroom floor with the nozzle up your butt and your sister holding the bag high while the bag empties.
Are you embarrassed? Of course you are. especially when you look back and see her smiling and she sees your huge erection.
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Growing up, I was often constipated and given weekly enemas for over a year when I was in 6th grade. The first time they did it I couldn’t believe what was happening, I almost died from embarrassment. I felt paralyzed as they told me to get naked and they filled the bag with hot soapy water. They hung the bag, put the hose into my butt and started the water. I struggled as they injected the hot soapy water into my butt and my stomach got bigger and bigger.
Once the bag finally was flat and empty my stomach was gurgling and I thought I would explode. The nurse told me I had to hold it for 15 minutes. I lay there squirming and felt the water go deeper inside me. When time was finally up I had to walk down a small hallway by the waiting room, people saw me go past covered in a medical gown. I wondered if they knew what had just happened to me, that I had been humiliated and was full of soapy water. Once in the bathroom I felt nervous, I was afraid to let it out, I didn’t want the people I saw to hear me and know my embarassing situation. But after I sat awhile I finally lost control, the water inside me exploded in a rush. Stream after stream evacuated my body, punctuated with loud, plopping and rock like sounds. I was so full of dried up poop. It felt like it took forever but after a half hour I felt a tremendous relief, as though my whole body was drained.
I felt so embarrassed and wondered what the people in the waiting room thought, so I waited a bit before I came out. When I finally did there was a girl about my age with her mother. The girl was smirking and looked like she wanted to laugh. I wonder what she thought….if she had enemas before and knew what it felt like? I felt sooo embarassed.
Later, I gradually accepted and even wanted the enemas. I started to look forward to the Friday ritual of having an enema after school, of going to the doctor, of them filling the bag, then filling me, and finally feeling empty and clean. After I had more of them, over time, I started to have other feelings as well.
She can hold the bag for me anytime!
Growing up, I was often constipated and given weekly enemas for over a year when I was in 6th grade. The first time they did it I couldn’t believe what was happening, I almost died from embarrassment. I felt paralyzed as they told me to get naked and they filled the bag with hot soapy water. They hung the bag, put the hose into my butt and started the water. I struggled as they injected the hot soapy water into my butt and my stomach got bigger and bigger.
Once the bag finally was flat and empty my stomach was gurgling and I thought I would explode. The nurse told me I had to hold it for 15 minutes. I lay there squirming and felt the water go deeper inside me. When time was finally up I had to walk down a small hallway by the waiting room, people saw me go past covered in a medical gown. I wondered if they knew what had just happened to me, that I had been humiliated and was full of soapy water. Once in the bathroom I felt nervous, I was afraid to let it out, I didn’t want the people I saw to hear me and know my embarassing situation. But after I sat awhile I finally lost control, the water inside me exploded in a rush. Stream after stream evacuated my body, punctuated with loud, plopping and rock like sounds. I was so full of dried up poop. It felt like it took forever but after a half hour I felt a tremendous relief, as though my whole body was drained.
I felt so embarrassed and wondered what the people in the waiting room thought, so I waited a bit before I came out. When I finally did there was a girl about my age with her mother. The girl was smirking and looked like she wanted to laugh. I wonder what she thought….if she had enemas before and knew what it felt like? I felt sooo embarassed.
Later, I gradually accepted and even wanted the enemas. I started to look forward to the Friday ritual of having an enema after school, of going to the doctor, of them filling the bag, then filling me, and finally feeling empty and clean. After I had more of them, over time, I started to have other feelings as well.