I’ve posted this in another thread, however it fits this thread as well.
During our yearly summer visit with grandma for four to six weeks, whenever we received enemas, they were mostly private affairs in grandmas large downstairs bathroom. But not always, mainly on evenings when we received enemas together in the downstairs bathroom before our shower or bath. Normally, grandma would take us privately to her bathroom and give us a couple of enemas laying across her lap, but as we got older, she had one of moms teenage sisters do it. When we were given enemas in the evening before our baths, grandma would tell both girls to do it together in the large downstairs bathroom. Telling them, “once you’re finished taking care of the kids enemas and shower. You’re to do likewise.” Quite frankly, I believe grandma was letting her two teenage daughters give us enemas on evenings she knew they would be doing them, whether we needed them or not. I was also aware, grandma knew my siblings an I liked enemas as much, if not more than, her two daughters. And both girls loved giving us, as well as themselves, enemas. I have no idea if that was really the true reason, but I strongly suspect it was. Anyway, once the girls had us in the bathroom, they told my siblings an I to get undressed, as they did likewise. Once we’re all undressed, they got an enema bag out of the linen closet along with the other things they’d need. As one girl fixed a soapy enema, the other sat down and put one of us across her bare lap. Once across her lap, she inserted her lubricated index finger in our anus as deep as it would go and moved it around for fifteen or twenty seconds. By this time, the soapy enema was finished, her sister handed her the nozzle and hung the bag up. Then she replaced her finger with the adult rectal nozzle and stated the flow. Holding the nozzle in place with one hand, while rubbing our back and bottom with the other until we’re allowed to get up. Once the enema was in, we had to hold each enema for at least five minutes before releasing. This was the routine for both soapy and salt and baking soda rinse enemas until we’d each received one of each. When the enemas were finished, as one girl cleaned the enema bag and nozzle. The other girl got in the large shower with us, bathing us in turn. As she finished bathing the first one and they got out. The other girl was ready with a towel for the first out. Then it was on to the next one, until we’re all finished. Once dry, they told us, “get your clean underwear on and get ready for bed.” While that was going on, the girl who bathed us, was out of the shower drying herself. Once finished, she picked up the enema bag her sister had just cleaned, replacing the rectal nozzle with a curved douche nozzle and fixed another soapy enema. While the girl who had dried us off, spread towels on the bathroom floor. The first time we saw them doing this, we asked about it and they replied, “mom told us we need a couple of enemas, just like you guys.” Then we asked, “can we stay watch.” And they replied, “no, you’ve seen each other getting enemas. You don’t need to watch us, besides, it’s past your bedtime.” Then one of the girls wraps a towel around herself and takes us to our bedroom. Making sure we’re all in bed before returning to the bathroom and their enemas an a shower.
The summer I turned nine, grandma switched us from laying across her lap, to getting enemas in the knee chest position. By this age, my brother an I got an erection every time we got an enema. An our evening enemas an a shower were done by moms teenage sisters. Like us, they were both nude and didn’t miss feeling our erection against their bare thighs. And my brother an I didn’t miss feeling their bare thighs against our penis. They never said anything about it, and neither did we. But that was the year things changed. We often wondered if they said anything to grandma about it. But knowing those two girls, I personally doubt it, because they would occasionally do things with us in the bathroom that grandma wouldn’t approve of. An if caught, they’d have gotten a bare bottom spanking with her hairbrush. However, we’ll never know for sure. A year or so, before moms youngest sister passed away, we had a conversation about those long ago days growing up and this was one of the many topics we discussed that day.
At the same time she switched our position, she also switched the adult rectal nozzle, to a curved douche nozzle. This coincided with our first 3H enemas from our RN grandmother using a long colon tube. A few days after grandmas first 3H enemas, when the girls took us to the downstairs bathroom for enemas an a shower, the routine changed. We were expecting to get enemas laying across their bare lap and were surprised to see them putting towels down on the bathroom floor, like they did when they gave themselves enemas. Once the towels were in place an a curved douche nozzle attached to the enema bag. A soapy enema was fixed and hung up an I was told to get down in the knee chest position. As my brother and sister watched, one of the girls got behind me an inserted her index finger deep in my anus. Once in, she moved it around for fifteen or twenty seconds for lubrication before replacing it with the curved douche nozzle, then starting the flow. After the flow started, things went as they normally did until we were out of the shower. Afterwards, both grandma and moms sisters gave us enemas in the knee chest position using a curved douche nozzle, whether it was done privately or together in the evenings. That was the first year, I realized my siblings an I were getting more enemas at grandmas, than we were at home. I suspect there were a couple of reasons for it. First, moms teenage sisters liked giving us, as well as themselves, enemas at every opportunity, even creating them occasionally. Second, that was the year mom complained to grandma, that we’d been getting more constipated than usual. Giving her sisters the opportunity to give us and themselves enemas on a regular schedule (Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday) during our evening baths. This routine continuing that summer an in the years following, during our summer visits.