In my previous post, I talked about mom and grandma, who buried their index finger deep in our rectum when we were kids for a variety of different reasons. But I haven't talked about others that did it, how it felt, or what it did to me and my siblings after it started.
To recap a little with additional information. Sometime between age six and a half and seven and a half, when mom slid her Vaseline covered finger in my anus, my penis was stiff by the time she replaced it with the adult rectal nozzle. Between age seven and eight, I started to get stiff laying naked across my bed, before finger insertion. And by age eight, I started getting stiff whenever mom told us, she was going to give us a couple of enemas. Then, once she slid her finger in me, my penis when from stiff to hard as a rock. My brother was a year younger than me and followed suit within the same age range as me. Our sister was a year younger than my brother and told us, it made her vagina tingle whenever mom slid her finger in her anus. I realized something was happening to our sister, whenever mom slid her finger in her, and she started giggling. She had questioned mom, when she saw my brother and I getting a hard-on when we got fingered. And mom told her, “That’s normal for boys when they get an enema.” Then she asked us what it felt like out of mom's earshot, and we told her it really felt good. That’s when we asked her, what it felt like when mom slid her finger in her and she told us, “It makes me tingle deep inside my vagina.”
During summer vacation, we spent four to six weeks at our grandmothers. When moms two sisters were preteens, grandma taught them personal hygiene and enemas became their responsibility. Once she had done that, she taught them how to take care of children, using my brother and I as her teaching subjects. She showed the girls how to lubricate our anus using an index finger and replace it with an adult rectal nozzle. Then she went over the differences between giving us and themselves enemas. Once that was done, the girls had to demonstrate to their mom, they could give each of us a couple of enemas safely. For me, it really felt strange laying naked across the girl's lap getting an enema. She was only six years older than me and her sister five years older. My brother and I were both a little nervous, but so were the girls. It went slowly, but we survived and so did the girls. Afterwards, the two girls got the responsibility of doing our evening bath including enemas and the occasional spanking.
The girls did our evening bath in the big downstairs bathroom with a large dual head walk-in shower making it convenient for the girls to put us in the shower together. Because the shower was large and had two heads, both girls got in with us to keep order as they bathed us. So, whenever they gave us enemas before our shower, they were both naked, just like us.
In the beginning, they gave us enemas laying naked across their bare lap. And just like mom, they put a Vaseline covered finger in our anus before replacing it with an adult rectal nozzle. And there was no difference between what happened with mom or grandma and the two girls. My brother and I both got stiff. By age seven and a half, I could feel the girl's bare thighs against my penis. At first, they didn’t say anything, but by age eight I was getting rock hard, and they couldn’t miss feeling my hard penis against their bare legs. Making them giggle and telling me, “Stop that.” And me replying, “I’m sorry. I can’t control it.” Making them giggle even more, knowing I would stay hard until I was releasing the enema. And it wasn’t any different for my brother.
Our sister was a different story, it affected her much the same as it did my brother and I, however, it also affected her differently at the same time. Looking back now, I’m quite sure both girls knew exactly what they were doing whenever they lubricated us, because they really took their time. It really made our sister wiggle around and giggle as she laid across their lap. And it affected my brother and I in much the same way, making us wiggle around too.
This routine continued until the summer I turned nine, when grandma gave us our first 3H enemas. It was the first time she used a 24-inch 30fr colon tube and a long curved bulbous head douche nozzle. The colon tube was used for the soapy enema and the curved douche nozzle was used for the rinse enema. Afterwards, grandma had the girls give us daily rinse enemas at evening bath time for a couple of weeks. On the first evening of daily enemas, grandma had the girls change a few things going forward. First, they switched us from across their lap to the knee chest position. Second, they switched us from an adult rectal nozzle to a long-curved douche nozzle with a bulbous head. Third, she changed the amount of warm water the girls used. Increasing it from one quart to one and a half quarts. The one constant thing was a Vaseline covered index finger buried deep in our rectum. However, the girls increase the time they moved their finger around inside our rectum before replacing it with a curved douche nozzle. They did this on their own, because for one thing, my siblings and I all had big ears. There wasn’t much we didn’t overhear. Making me sure, the girls knew exactly what they were doing when they did it. Because we really wiggle around as they were doing it, and boy, did it ever feel good.