It all started when I moved out on my own, and my older sister would
come by to visit. She'd always announce that she thought I looked tired
or ill, and that I probably needed an enema. Before I knew it, I was on
my hands and knees on the bed or bathroom floor getting a big warm
enema. Patty would always give me a lecture about how men just didn't
take care of themselves, and that it was a good thing that she was
around to do this for me.
One day, Patty announced she was moving to Toronto but she was still
really concerned about my bowel habits, but she had talked to one of her
friends who had volunteered to come over once a week and give me my
enemas. I protested that I didn't really need that, but she told me that
she's older so she knew best. Sure enough, she showed up on Saturday
morning with her friend Beth. Beth is about ten years older than me, a
little plump, but very attractive.
Patty told me that Beth was going to give me my enema this morning, and
that she would be turning her copy of my apartment key over to Beth.
Beth was strictly professional as she filled my enema bag, got me down
into the knee chest position on the bathroom rug, greased me up,
inserted the nozzle and released the clamp. She rubbed my buttocks as
the enema flowed in, and seemed concerned about making it as comfortable
Patty made tea while I was expelling the enema, and we had a pleasant
chat afterwards, and Patty explained that Beth would be coming in every
Saturday morning to administer my weekly enema.
Sure enough, the next Saturday morning, I was awakened with a gentle
shake to find Beth standing over me with a filled enema bag. "Enema
time!" She announced cheerfully. "Why don't you urinate and then I'll
give you a nice warm flushing."
She followed me into the bathroom and hung the enema bag from a coat
hanger on the doorknob. As soon as I finished and flushed, she put her
hand on my back and guided me down on my hands and knees. She pulled
down my pajama bottoms, put a few drops of baby oil on my crack, and
started working her finger into my ass. It seemed as if she spent a lot
more time doing this than my sister ever did.
Eventually, she took her finger out and told me to take a deep breath as
she slid the nozzle into me. I heard the click and then felt the warm
flow. Beth rubbed my buttocks and stopped the flow from time to time to
give the enema time to work its way through me. Eventually I heard the
gurgle of some air, and she told me to be careful while she took out the
She told me to go ahead and sit on the toilet, but to try to hold it for
a couple of minutes. She checked her watch and then asked me if it had
been a late night last night.
"No," I replied, "I was home by about midnight".
"So you didn't get laid then, did you?" She asked. I was pretty
surprised by that question and just nodded my head.
"We'll have to clean you out in front too," She replied. "Can't have
that dirty sperm backing up inside you."
She announced that most male health problems were caused by constipation
and by sperm retention, and she didn't see why more men weren't treated
with what she called a "front and back" cleanout. She told me that she
wasn't surprised that I hadn't gotten laid, since "A lot of women don't
want that dirty sperm everywhere."
She told me to call her when I was ready for my rinse enema, and she
left me alone in the bathroom, telling me my two minutes were up and to
go ahead and release my enema.
I kept evacuating my enema for about another ten minutes, and eventually
I felt there was nothing left to come out, so I called her back.
She started preparing the second enema, and she got me down on my hands
and knees again. She greased me up, and once the nozzle was in, she took
a towel and put it on the floor between my legs. She squirted a bit more
baby oil on her hand and started to rub my penis.
She turned on the water, started sliding her slippery hand up and down
my dick, and told me, "Let me help clean out that nasty sperm backup
while you take your enema."
It didn't take long between the internal pressure of the enema against
my prostate, and the long slow strokes she was making on my dick, but I
started shooting my load all over the towel. "Good boy", she told me,
"Get rid of all that nasty sperm, don't let it back up inside you. We'll
have to make sure you're emptied every Saturday, won't we ?" I could
only weakly nod in agreement. Soon I was full, and she removed the enema
nozzle and let me release my "rinse" enema.
For the first year or so, the enemas continued like this, with her
letting herself in to my apartment every Saturday morning, and often
waking me up to take my enemas. I even found myself less concerned about
getting laid on Friday nights because I knew I'd be looked after in the
morning and I wouldn't have to go through any elaborate courtship
rituals or buy expensive dinners or spend a lot of money in other ways.
Beth was always there, friendly, always concerned about my comfort and
always jacking me off without asking. She started doing it after my
rinse enema, sometimes letting me lie down on the bed, other times she
would put me back on my hands and knees and insert a finger to gently
rub my prostate.
Sometimes, if she thought I was a little slow to come she would ask me
to think about some sexy TV star and imagine what I'd like to do with
her. One day after asking me that, she noticed I came very quickly and
rather copiously. "What were you thinking of that made you come so
quickly?" She asked, and I told her I had just seen a well known actress
who had just given birth a couple months ago, and she was on a talk
show. I'd always been turned on by the actress, but she had rather small
breasts. When I saw her on the TV show, her breasts were huge, and she
even made reference to how nice it was to have big tits now that she was
feeding her baby. I had fantasized about her breast feeding me, and
that's what made me come so quickly.
By then the enema bag was empty, so Beth gave my buttocks a little pat,
took out the nozzle and let me go to the toilet. While I was releasing
the enema, she asked if I found it erotic to suck on a woman's breast. I
told her I loved the sensation, and could often fall asleep that way.
After I finished on the toilet and took my shower, Beth was waiting for
me in my bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. She was fully clothed,
as always. In fact, I didn't even recall seeing her in anything other
than loose fitting clothes. I also marveled at how used I was to being
totally nude in front of her.
She turned to me and explained, "I've been giving you your enemas for
your own good now for about a year, as well as making sure that you
don't suffer from one of those nasty sperm backup problems that trouble
young men. Do you know that women have a similar problem with their
breasts? Women whose breasts are suckled regularly have a much better
record of breast health."
I nodded, and she went on. "Since you enjoy sucking breasts, I want to
start you on a program of sucking mine twice a week. Don't get the wrong
idea, this is strictly for health reasons. However, I know this will
probably provoke some sort of sexual reaction in you, so I'm going to
drain your sperm while you suck."
With that, she scooted up to the headboard and told me to lie across the
bed with my head in her lap. She unbuttoned the front of her dress to
reveal a front clasping bra, and she unclasped it. I never realized she
had such large breasts, but she brought one out and guided the nipple
into my mouth while I started to suck.
When my dick got hard, she reached over and started playing with it
slowly as I sucked. She announced that she didn't want me to actually
come until after I had finished the sucking, about ten minutes per
Beth explained that I'd be sucking her breasts every Saturday after my
enemas, and every Tuesday evening she would come over for a nursing
session, after which she would clean out my sperm.
Now, we're into a routine with the weekly enema, a twice weekly nursing,
and a twice weekly sperm cleanout. Beth has taken to wearing nursing
bras, since she can open the bra one side at a time without having to
expose too much. Sometimes she even gives me my enemas on the bed while
she's lying next to me and I'm nursing. The only difference is that
she's fully clothed and I'm usually naked.