We were in love with each other for years and years before discovering that we both loved to play with each other’s anuses when we were 18. Her name is Jillian and of course, mine is Allan. I don’t know if I loved playing with hers more, or having her play with mine but we did it a lot and she said she loved to play with mine because she loved to watch my penis bobbing up and down and dripping pre-cum out of the tip of it while fingering me. I loved playing with her anus while I was fingering her pussy and she would go nuts while I did that. It was equally as intense for me!

One day, she and I were snuggling and talking and she asked me if I’d ever had an enema. At that time, I didn’t actually know what an enema was so, I asked her and she said that her mom gave them to her and then explained that an enema was a way to clean out one’s system if they were constipated, or in need of help to get their bowels moving. She went on to tell me what exactly happened when a person was getting one.

“When mom gives them to me, I have to be completely naked, laying on my tummy in bed and she has a big, red bag that she has filled with soapy, very warm water and attached to that bag is a long hose with one of many nozzles of her choice attached to it. The hose has a clamp on it which allows her to let the water flow freely or to slow it down or stop it entirely. She spreads my butt cheeks apart so she can see my butt hole and she has her finger coated with Vaseline to act as a lubricant, and she slowly inserts that finger into me going deeper and deeper until she can’t go any further and then she withdraws her finger and lubricates the nozzle with the Vaseline as well.

Then she has me take a deep breath and I feel her inserting the nozzle inside me and she turns the water on by releasing the clamp. It feels very nice at first but after a little while, I start to have stomach cramps. I start taking deep breaths as mom tells me and it usually eases the cramps but if it doesn’t, she stops the flow and has me turn over so she can rub my tummy for me. That works very well, and then she starts the flow again.

After the bag is completely empty, mom makes me hold my bowels for five or so minutes and then she helps me to the bathroom and stays with me while I let the poo water out into the toilet. After that, she gives me another enema that’s just plain warm water to rinse out the soap. I actually kind of like enemas but would like to see what you think about them. Would you let me give you an enema Allan?

When she asked me that, she was looking at the bulge in my crotch so she knew that I was turned on by her description of the enemas her mom gave her. I hesitated to answer because on one hand, I wanted her to do it to me but on the other hand, the thought of her doing that to me was really scary so I just said “I’ll have to think about that for now”. Meanwhile, she followed her instincts I guess because she started taking my pants and underwear off and kissed me very deeply while her hands roamed all over my body and of course, I couldn’t help doing the same to her. She whispered in my ear “just think how nice a gently given, warm, soapy enema would feel!! I’d give it to you with love and when I decide it’s time for you to go to the bathroom, I’ll help you to the potty and remain there for you while you get all of that dirty enema water out of you”! I said “well, having never had the experience, it’s really hard for me to imagine but if you promise to be gentle I’ll give it a try”. She smiled and said “okay, I’m going to have to wait until my parents aren’t home so we’ll have access to the equipment, the bathroom and my bedroom with no chance that we’ll get caught”. The more she talked about doing this to me, the more aroused I was beginning to become! I asked her when she thought would be a good time for us to try it and she said, “well, my folks are going on a business trip for three days starting tomorrow and that will definitely open some doors for us”. “How will I know if the coast is clear? Will you come over to my house or call me?” She said she’d call me and we could. It wasn’t at all unusual for one of us to be at the other’s house because we visited quite often. Our parents were all right with it because we’d been together for so long and were now 18. We even stayed at each other’s house on occasion because our folks knew we studied together a lot and would sometimes fall asleep during the study sessions so, it wasn’t a big trick for us when the time was right for us to have to “study” together. Besides, both of our parents were friends with each other and had talked about us a lot. They liked us both so we were all relaxed with that.

The more I thought about us giving each other enemas the more nervous and excited the very thought of this was and I couldn’t wait until tomorrow came! The scary part was the unknown. The “what if’s” started creeping into my mind and soon, I had butter flies in my stomach because I knew that was of my own choice, I was soon to find out what lay in store for both of us. I lay there in my bed for hours the night before “tomorrow” would come and try as I might, I just couldn’t fall asleep. I kept wondering about those dreaded “what ifs” like, what if we get caught doing this by surprise? What if I can’t keep from going to the bathroom…and so on and so forth.

The next thing I knew it was actually tomorrow and when I awakened, I seriously thought about calling Jillian up and backing out of the whole thing but I knew I’d better not try that because she could be most persuasive and insistent when she made up her mind to whatever she had decided on. “What have I gone and done”, I asked myself as I was trying to think this thing through. The thought of us actually being so intimate with each other was almost more than I could wrap my head around but the thoughts of my anxiety were ever present in my head.

All these thoughts were rampantly running through my head when suddenly, the phone rang!! “Hello”, I heard my mother’s voice say, “You certainly may Jillian”. “Allan, the phone call is for you”! All I could do was to think to myself “how can I possibly get out of this?, and how could I have been so dumb as to have allowed myself to agree in the first place?” I picked up the receiver and said hello. It was Jillian of course and she said, “Hi Allan. The coast is clear”, and I said “alright I’ll be over in a little while” but Jillian being the perceptive person she is and with her knowing me as well as she does, said, “Allan, are you getting cold feet or procrastinating in hopes you can talk yourself out of this?” I had to think for a moment because although I didn’t want to go through with what we’d planned, I had to be honest to her as well as myself. We’d never lied to each other and so I said, “well, to be honest with you baby, my feet aren’t cold. They’re freezing and yes I was hoping I could procrastinate in order to talk myself out of our plans”. Jillian replied, “you know sweetheart, we don’t HAVE to follow through with this. I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything. We’ve never allowed ourselves to operate that way and we don’t have to start now so why don’t you just come over here and let me warm your feet up for you” When she said that, I began to wonder to myself, “why I had tried to talk myself out of it? Really, if she’s going to be this understanding with me, we could just fool around like we always have and see where it goes from there”, so I told her I was on my way and with that, I told my folks that I was going over to Jillian’s house to help her study. I just didn’t say what she would be studying.

When I got to Jillian’s house, she greeted me by putting her loving arms around me and kissing me very deeply. Out tongues were intertwining for a long time and at the same time, she reached down and started rubbing my swollen crotch, which nearly drove me nuts! Then, she asked me, “do you want to go upstairs with me to my room?” Of course I said yes and she took my hand and led me upstairs and into her room. Upon entering, I looked down on her bed and there before my eyes was a big, red, enema bag with a long hose attached to it, a container of enema soap, and attached to the hose was a big, black, douche nozzle. There was also a tube of lubricant beside all the neatly arranged items. Jillian unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, then she undid my trousers and had me lay on the bed while she took them off (along with my underwear), and now she started to caress my hard, throbbing member and then slid her finger up my butt and whispered in my ear, “now, how do you feel about me giving you some gentle enemas baby boy?”

I told her I’d love to have her do that to me and with that, off she went carrying the bag and soap with her. I pulled the covers up over me because I was getting cold and I laid there with anxiety building up inside me but not so bad as to ruin my resolve to let her enema me! It wasn’t long and she returned with the open top bag that was bulging with its load and had soapsuds running out of the top! She pulled back the covers and had me roll over on my stomach, as she hung the bag on a hook above her bed and proceeded to get a lot of lubricant on her middle index finger and she asked me to help by spreading my cheeks for her. I did as she asked and before I knew it, she’d slid her finger up into me as far as she could and like she always did, moved it around inside me and pulled it back out. I almost came right there on the spot!!

Then she lubricated the douche nozzle, spread my cheeks open with her thumb and fore finger and gently, slowly slid the nozzle into my butt hole. “Oh baby, that feels so good” I exclaimed!! She said, “I’m happy that it did but now just wait for a minute or two while I un-clamp the hose and you can feel the enema rushing into you”! She opened the clamp and I could feel the hot soapy water rushing into my bowels. As they became more and more engorged, I began to feel some heavy cramping so she stopped the flow and had me turn over on my back and told me to breath deeply as she massaged my stomach and her hand would occasionally graze my throbbing, dripping cock and when the cramps had gone she resumed the enema and when the bag was empty, she withdrew the nozzle and made me wait ten minutes before she escorted me to the bathroom and helped me sit down on the toilet. Jillian was so kind and gentle and stood beside me while I expelled the enema, and every now and again, she’d rub my stomach for me and tell me how much she loved me!!

After that was over, she gave me another warm water enema to rinse me out. Now, it was her turn!!