When we were kids, we didn’t like using the bathroom at school, so we waited until we got home to go. This resulted in getting a couple of enemas whenever we got constipation. We were anal erotic and didn’t really mind the enemas, in fact, they scratched that anal erotic itch my siblings and I had. The funny thing is, I don’t think mom ever realized we were anal erotic. Mainly because, she hated getting enemas herself. However, our teenager aunts sure notice it and used that knowledge.
When school was out for the summer, we spent four-to-six weeks at grandmas. I was eight the summer I first thought they had our number. However, it would be another few years before I was absolutely sure. Anyway, grandma had taught the girls how to take care of us, giving them the responsibility of taking care of us at evening bath time. Which included giving us a spanking if we’d gotten in trouble during the day. Giving us a couple of enemas when needed, and finally giving us a bath in the large walk-in two head shower. Because the shower was large enough, they always got in with us and played around as they gave us a bath, which we really enjoyed.
After we were out of the shower, one of the girls helped us dry off and get our underwear on before taking us to bed. As she was doing this, the other girl was fixing a soapy enema. When we asked, why she was fixing another enema. They told us, we get enemas just like you guys. It didn’t take us long to realize, whenever we got a couple of enemas, they did too. Because our bedroom was close to the bathroom, we could over hear them whenever they gave each other a couple of enemas. The sounds were unmistakable along with their laughing and giggling. So early on, we realized both girls enjoyed enemas like we did. Plus they enjoyed giving us and themselves enemas. Realizing they were just as anal erotic as we were. There were times when they used the excuse, we’re being moody or grumpy, in order to give us an enema. This generally happened when no one else was around, but us and the girls. Which really wasn’t unusual, because grandma did the same thing, then gave the job to one of her two teenage girls. Those enemas were for the most part, one on one affairs we really enjoyed, because the girls always took their time and got playful with us. Unlike mom or grandma, who were all business during enemas.