My siblings and I shared a bedroom until our mid to late teens, because our parent's house only had two bedrooms and one bath. Hence, nudity was a common everyday occurrence for us, especially in the summertime before air conditioning was commonplace. During hot summer nights we slept in the nude due to the heat, as did our parents. When mom gave us enemas, laying across a bed or bathroom together, we were nude. Even the bathroom door wasn’t locked, when in use. After our parents moved to a three-bedroom two bath house and our sister had her own room. She would still walk into our room totally naked, and my brother and I walked into her room totally naked. We simply didn’t give it a second thought. Nudity wasn’t an issue with us, it was just a part of everyday life together.
It was a little different at our grandparents, even though we shared a bedroom there as well. We weren’t as comfortable walking around nude like we did at home. If my brother or me had to go to the bathroom at night when we were sleeping nude, we’d occasionally put on our briefs. If it was our sister, she’d occasionally put her panties on. At bath time in the evenings, because grandma had a large walk-in shower with two shower heads we normally got in the shower together. Most times we were by ourselves, but other times our teenage aunts joined us. This happened when grandma thought my siblings an I or her two teenage daughters needed a couple of enemas. So, grandma took care of us all at one time, needed or not, by have our two teenage aunts do the enemas for us and themselves at the same time at bath time in the evenings. If it was our young aunts needing the enemas, our teenage aunts got to give them to my siblings and I first then themselves. If it was my siblings and I needing the enemas, our teenage aunts got to give them to us then themselves. After this routine got started, it made me realize why mom always gave my siblings and I enemas at the same time when only one of us was in need of an enema. She picked it up from our RN grandmother. The funny thing is this, grandma gave my siblings and I enemas in private. When it came to her teenage daughters, I can’t say, because I don’t know. Judging from our moms actions, at one time her three daughters got enemas together. But when it came to us and her teenage daughters together, privacy wasn’t an issue. Just like it wasn’t an issue when it was my siblings and I together, be it baths or enemas.
Now the other side of the coin. The following happen to me when I was ten and it happen to my brother a year or two later. Both occurring during summer visits with our grandparents. The following is only about me: We’d been in bed for an hour or so, when I got out of bed to use the bathroom. The bathroom door was pulled too, but not closed or locked. Not thinking anything about it, I went in and froze immediately. My two teenage aunts were totally naked, the younger of the two was in the knee chest position with an enema nozzle buried in her behind. The older sister was controlling the flow. I don’t know who was more shocked, me or them. The next thing I heard was, “close the door and lock it.” I closed the door and locked it, then said, “I’m sorry, I need to use bathroom.” The older girl controlling the flow told me, “Go ahead.” I had to walk around my aunt in the knee chest position to get to the toilet. Being summertime, the only thing I had on was white cotton briefs. As I was taking my briefs down to use the toilet, my older aunt said, “take them completely off.” I did as I was told, knowing what was coming next. While I was on the toilet, my older aunt went to the bathroom linen closet and got another enema bag, douche nozzle, and towels out. First, she put the towels down on the floor beside her sister, then fixed a two-quart rinse enema and hung it up beside her sister’s enema bag. By the time I finished on the toilet, her sister’s enema bag was flat. The red hose was still going from the enema bag to her bottom, meaning the nozzle was still buried deep in her behind, as she held the two-quart enema. By that time, the older girl had come over and was standing beside me. As soon as I stood up, she reached down and closed the toilet lid and sat down. She looked at me and said, “you know what’s coming next, don’t you?” I replied, “don’t spank me, it was an accident.” She replied, “I’m sorry, lay down across my lap.” At that very moment, I realized I had a hard-on and we’re both naked. luckily, her legs weren't tight together, given me just enough room. After I was laying across her lap, she scolded me and asked, “didn’t you realize the bathroom door was closed.” I replied, “it wasn’t closed, it was just pulled too.” She answered, “you know better than to walk-in a bathroom with a closed door without knocking.” Then told me, "Put your hands behind your back.” When my hands were behind my back, she pinned them down. Next, she asked her sister, still in the knee chest position, “what do you think? Should we give him a good spanking with mom's hairbrush?” I looked in her direction pleadingly and was able to look her in the face, because her position hadn’t changed. She replied, “mom spanked both of us for doing the same thing. He needs a good spanking, accident or not. But not with mom's hairbrush, I hate that, it stings like fire. Spank him good with your hand for a couple of minutes.” At that, I got a long hard spanking with her hand. When it was over, I was told to go stand in a corner of the large walk-in shower. I heard the younger sister holding the enema, get up and use the toilet. As the sister that spanked me was fixing another enema. When I was finally allowed out of my corner, I saw two full enema bags hanging up, both with a long-curved douche nozzle attached. Then she told me, “Get on the towels I laid down for you.” Knowing exactly what she meant, I got down in the knee chest position. Next a Vaseline covered finger was buried in my behind, soon replaced with a curved douche nozzle and the flow started. While I was taking my enema, the younger sister got back down in the knee chest position beside me. Her sister using the same procedure to start her rinse enema as she’d done mine. First it was a Vaseline covered index finger deep in her behind for twenty seconds or so, then it was replaced with a curved douche nozzle and the flow started. When my enema bag was empty a few minutes later, I held the two-quart enema for five minutes with the nozzle still buried deep in me. When the nozzle was removed, I was allowed to get up and go to the toilet while the younger sister was still holding her enema. It took me a little longer to expel than usually, so by time I had finished, she had rolled over on her back. She was covering herself with her hands and doing something, but I couldn’t tell what it was from my position. When I finished on the toilet, I put my briefs back on my sore bottom and walked past my aunt still laying on her back. I was curious to see exactly what she was doing with her hands. But having just gotten a long hard spanking, I decided against looking. I continued walking towards the bathroom door on my way back to bed.
The next afternoon, grandma came and got me, taking me to bathroom. Knowing I was in for another spanking and this time with a hairbrush, I started crying. Once in the bathroom with the door closed, I was told, “take your jeans an underwear off and get across my lap.” After I was across her lap, she scolded me all over again for walking in on the two girls while they were taking their enemas. Explaining, she'd heard one of us crying last night an asked the girls about it. They told me what happened and said, “don’t spank him again, we feel the matter is closed." I told them, “It wasn’t closed. What he saw when he walked in on you, was a private matter between you two. I understand one of you has already given him a good spanking an enema to help calm down, but that's not enough. He walked in on both of you, and he's going to get a spanking from both of you." Then she said, “I should give you another spanking right now, however being you walked in on the two girls an only received a spanking from one of them. I think it’s only fair, that the other girl gives you a spanking as well.” I said, “but grandma.” At that, she gave me a couple of hard pops on my bare bottom and said, “I was planning to have the girls give y’all enemas before your baths this evening. But once I found out what happened last night, I've had to change my plans for tonight. This is what's going to happen. I told the girl that's already spanked you, to take your siblings upstairs for their enemas and bath this evening, so you can get your spanking an enema in private before your bath this evening. You'll be in the downstairs bathroom as usual.”
After supper and before bed, the girls came and got us. My siblings were taken to the upstairs bathroom, and I was taken to the downstairs bathroom. Once in the bathroom with the door closed and locked, I was told to get undressed as she removed her clothes. When our clothes were off and both naked, she gave me a big hug an apologized for having to give me another spanking. When the hug was over and she sat down on the toilet, I was told to lay down across her lap. Luckily, I didn’t have a hard-on this time, because she had her legs together. Once across her lap, she pinned my hands behind my back, apologized again, and started spanking me with her hand. She spanked me really hard for a couple of minutes before stopping. Letting me lay there and cry for a few minutes before lifting me off her lap and telling me to go stand in the corner. She fixed a two-quart soapy enema, then told me to get down on the towels in the knee chest position. I took the full two quarts, held it for ten minutes an expelled. Then took the full two-quart rinse enema she’d fixed, held it for five minutes an expelled. While I was on the toilet, she got in the shower taking the empty enema bag and nozzle with her. She washed the enema bag and curved douche nozzle, then hung them on the shower head and bathed herself. When she saw me getting off the toilet, she told me, “Come on, get in the shower with me." As I was walking in the shower, I realized I was starting to get stiff. It didn’t change as she gave me a bath, but when she finished and started tickling me, I got hard. She tickled all me all over for a few minutes, as I tried to tickle her back. When she finally stopped and realized I had a hard-on. She laughed and said, “it’s got a mind of its own doesn’t it.” I replied, “I can’t control it, it just does that.” As we both walked out of the shower, we got a couple of towels and dried off. When we were both dry, she told me to put my clean briefs on, as she put her clean panties on. She walked with me back to the bedroom my siblings and I shared. When we went in the room, my siblings were already in their beds. She gave me a long hug before I got in bed. After I got in my bed, she gave each of us a good night kiss, and closed the bedroom door, on her way out. My siblings and I started our normal in bed conversation, asking me what happened and why I got another spanking.