A little back history-I was given a few enemas when I was young and although they were, at the time, horrible and humiliating experiences, later on the memories became very erotic and sexually exciting to me. The act of receiving an enema felt really good and the thought of being dominated by an adult woman turned me on like nothing else. Once when I was about 10 years old I got really sick. when I didn't get better for a few days Mom took me to see the doctor. On the way home Mom told me the doctor had advised her to give me an enema. Those words hit me like a ton of bricks! That was literally the last thing in the world I wanted. But still..........Even being sick as hell I felt my penis stir at the thought. When it came time for the enema I refused to allow it. Mom had a jar of soapy water made up and had the bulb syringe out, but I just said no, I wasn't going to do it. Well, after plenty of fussing and fighting and Mom pleading with me to no avail she said ok fine, I'll just call call the hospital and you can go and have a nurse do it. Of course this was just a scare tactic but I didn't know that. She went and picked up the phone and acted like she was calling the hospital. I remember that she still had the syringe in her hand while she was faking the phone call. Well, the prospect of having a nurse give me the enema was even worse than the prospect of getting it from Mom, so I relented and said ok I'll let you do it. I was lying in my bed and she came over and pulled the covers off of me. Then she pulled my pajama bottoms and my under ware down to my knees and up popped my rock hard little penis. It might have been the first erection I had ever had because I was as surprised as she was. I covered it up with my hand out of embarrassment. I don't know why she didn't have me roll over, but instead she lifted my legs and pushed them back against my chest. She gave me 3 bulb fulls, which with that big 16oz bulb syringe would have been about a quart and a half. Over the course of the next few days she gave me several more enemas in the exactly same way. And despite being deathly ill I had an embarrassing boner every time. I was also given suppositories a few times daily in the same manner, with my legs lifted up and pushed back. Later on whenever I would backtalk or be unruly she would say I think you need an enema. She even said that in front of one of her lady friends one time. Boy, that really shut me up and put me in my place. Then on another occasion when we were visiting my grandparents my Grandma was complaining of not feeling well and mentioned that she might be constipated. Mom says sounds like you need an enema and went on to tell her how she used to mix up some warm soapy water and give me an enema. Then she looks at me and says you never have forgotten that, have you? I said no and I'm sure my face turned red as a stop light. Long story short, getting an enema was my biggest embarrassment. And also my biggest turn on. So, on to the story.
About 2 years later we went to my grandparent's house for a big family Christmas. After being there for only a day or two I got sick and threw up. I really didn't feel that bad, but once I threw up I was put in my pajamas and put to bed. After a while Mom and Grandma came into the bedroom and sat down in a couple of chairs. They started discussing my condition. Mom started off by saying she thought that I was constipated and immediately I didn't like the way this conversation was going. But my little penis started to stir. Grandma said that she should give me some of her laxative but Mom said no, she didn't want to do that in case it was my appendix. She said I think he needs an enema. With those words my face flushed and my heart started pounding and my little pecker started getting hard. Grandma said oh he doesn't want that, lets just give him some laxative. But Mom was against that idea and said to me I've got everything I need here to give you an enema if you'll just let me. Of course I said no, but in the back of my mind I was thinking about how much I really enjoyed the sensation of getting an enema and trying to decide if it would be worth the humiliation. On top of that my little cock was hard and throbbing at the idea and I was quite excited. They talked a little further and my Mom said I wish you would let me give you an enema. Well, my sexual excitement won out and I said alright then. Mom hopped up and said I'll go get everything ready and Grandma said I'll help you. Going from the bedroom to the bathroom they had to walk through the livingroom where my Dad, my brother, several aunts, uncles and cousins were sitting around. And I'll be damned if my Mom didn't announce to them all as she walked by we're gonna give Buddy an enema. Now my embarrassment was ratcheted up a thousandfold! After a bit Mom came to get me and said that everything was ready. Then came the walk of shame. Luckily all my relatives were busy talking to one another and didn't pay much attention. I followed my Mom into the bathroom and Grandma was standing there holding a red enema bag that was bulging with two quarts of soap suds.Bag in one hand and the hose in the other. There was a towel spread on the floor for me to lie on and an open jar of vaseline on the floor next to it. I stood at the end of the towel and Mom pulled my under ware and pjs down and hello! Out swung my rock hard boner! She had me lie face down on the towel. She then got a glob of vaseline on her index finger and parting my cheeks with her other hand she swabbed the lube on my ass. Grandma said get your finger in there and lube him up good. My toes curled as she plunged her finger in my little asshole as far as it would go. I guess she felt a turd in there because she told Grandma he's really backed up. Grandma said well, let's give him the whole bag then. Despite my young age I think at this point I was more sexually excited than I ever have been. Grandma handed the hose to Mom and she slid the nozzle up my butt. Then Mom clicked the clamp open and the warm soapy water began to flow into my bowels. I laid there with my cock ground into the towel. My heart was pounding and I was breathing hard. I felt this wonderful feeling in my belly and in my groin. And along with the magical feeling of the warm water and the sensation of being filled up it was the most fantastic feeling ever and it just kept on going. I had never had an orgasm and I didn't have one then, but this feeling was in a way better because it didn't end. I'm sure that I was right on the verge of having my first orgasm, but I was too young. Had I been a few years older I would have been cumming all over the place. I wish that it could have lasted forever, but eventually the bag emptied and Grandma announced that's it. Mom removed the nozzle and I felt super full. I hopped on the toilet and they left the room. As I sat there expelling I stroked and played with my hard cock and it felt so good but I really didn't know what I was doing. Then when I was done came another walk of shame. This time as I walked through the livingroom Grandma and Mom had everyone's full attention as they were describing every detail of the whole enema. Everyone looked up at me as I walked past with a beet red face. The only person who said anything to me was one uncle who was always an asshole. He was laughing and razzing me, but I just kept on walking to the bedroom. I crawled into the bed and laid there thinking that was so worth it! And I wasn't sick anymore.