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Subject: Re: My Story retold part 12 My brothers Author: AV [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: Friday, July 18, 2025, 02:02: pm In reply to: AV 's message, "My Story retold once more" on Thursday, June 05, 2025, 04:09: am I guess I was around 5-6 years old when mom started giving me enemas. I was a holder due to the pain associated with having a BM. I would fight the urges and by doing so would constipate myself making it harder and more painful for me to go. Now my brothers were 7 to 8 years older than me. They were in their teens when I was given enemas. Maybe 13 to 14 at the time. Mom would use them to help her get me to the bathroom since I was a fighter of enemas and a runner as well plus resisted the best I could. As I got older, mom would give my enemas after the evening bath since I was already in the bathroom and nude. My brothers were called in to help mom hold me over her lap as one would take my arms and the other my legs. Many times they were called because I did a lot of resisting like reaching back to cover my bottom or stop mom from putting the enema in me. I would also kick my feet wildly and wiggle my bottom to stop mom from reaching the target. I did everything I could do. I would even reach back and grab her hand and also take the enema out of me if it was put in me. Of course there were a lot of “No, Stop, Don’t” from me as well as mom was telling me to behave and settle down. When she had enough she would call my brothers in and of course the “No” got louder. They would come in and take their place taking my arms and legs. I tried to resist but lost that battle. Mom would tear my bare bottom up with her hand next. She would wear me out popping me as my brothers held tight. Before I knew it she would have the enema in hand and putting it inside me and squeezing it. I would react still trying to reach back, still trying to kick but my brothers held strong. My bottom was in the right location and mom had full access to it. All i could do was cry and breath deeply as she squeezed the soapy solution into me. I would turn my head and watch her fill the second bulb and listen to the suction of the soap. My “get it out! get it out! I gotta go” cry was my trademark. My brothers held my arms and legs as I would continue to try to reach back and kick but no chance. Mom always gave me three bulbs when my brothers were called in and always skimmed from the top of the water to gather the suds in that third bulb. Mom took full advantage of having my brothers tearing my bottom up on the outside and then on the inside. She made sure on those days she cleaned me out as my brothers held tight. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> Subject: Re: My Story retold part 12 My brothers Author: A hurt [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Friday, October 31, 2025, 11:10: am Hey Av just here in support are you male or female ? Have stories for you too .can you leave email so we can talk .so feel for you on enemas pain discomfort embarrassing and poop accident. Just wanna talk [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: Reply to A HURT Author: AV [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: Saturday, November 01, 2025, 03:30: am Sorry I do not have an email to give. I am a male. Feel free to share here. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]