Date: Mon, 20 Apr 2009 07:13:02 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Johnnie's So Long at the Fair, Part Three" bv Jay Roberts Gay Sci/fi fantasy The boys pushed open the door and stood dumbfounded at the threshold, blinking their eyes at the scene inside. The room was tiled in pure white. There were very bright florescent fixtures almost covering the ceiling. The place was lit blindingly with light. But it was the two figures that were standing on either side of a double bed, set at chest height. They were smiling with enough ivory to fit a grand piano's keys. They were identical twins, obviously, sharing the same blond hair and fair skin. These were outdoorsmen. One could see from their tree-trunk like legs and the muscles in their arms and their thick necks. But withal they were handsome as hell, in a Nazi recruiting poster look seeking new members for Hitler's youth. The boy's first impression was not far off. The blondes spoke with heavy accents. "I am Fritz und dis is Hans." Both of the twins held out ham like hands attached to muscular forearms. Over the loudspeaker the accursed voice crackled. "These boys stayed on just for you two. No one else can do their job. Please do everything they tell you to, you will find that you will remember this fourth station as the best." Hans or Fritz, they never knew which one was which said, "Gentlemen, please to remove your robes and arrange yourselves on your zides, facing each other." "No kissing," giggled the other beauty. "Ve are going to administer an enema to each of you. There is a sedative in the perfect temperature water that will relax you both." Oliver started to bet up. "Look you storm troopers, I haven't had an enema since I was six years old. I think we need to get the dwarf to get our clothes and let us go home." One of the German boys laughed and put a small vial against Oliver's nose. In a moment, Oliver was smiling happily. "An enema is just what I need to end this glorious day." He pushed his face against Johnnie's and pushed out his lips and placed a long warm kiss on his friend's lips. Johnnie was ecstatic and returned the kiss, even though he knew his friend was zonked and would not have done it otherwise. Meanwhile the twins were bustling around preparing the enema solution. The beakers were hung on rolling poles on each side of the raised bed. Johnnie felt capable hands spreading his ass cheeks and a very small nozzle was inserted. He hardly felt it, it was much smaller than the usual, but in a moment he felt wetness entering his anal canal. He started at Oliver to see how he was making out. Oliver had that same goofy smile on his face. He was in bliss from the inhaler before and now the sedative entering his insides. Johnnie felt his friend's penis extend and prod him. He remembered that he had discovered that Oliver had discovered for himself that he was an ass man. The pleasant water sprayed his prostate. He felt it. It was wonderful. He pushed out his lips for another kiss and Johnnie obliged, knowing this might never happen again. Johnnie's belly began to feel full. There was that sensation of fullness, but no pain. It must be the drug in the solution. He also realized that time had passed. He and Oliver both were going in and out of consciousness. Finally Fritz, or was it Hans, announced in stentorian voices, "We haf completed the first colon fill. Ve vill help you bof to obtain a commode to expel the fluid." They moved the boy's legs to the side and then each German grabbed his charge around the waist and walked them into the gleaming white room in which two toilets were waiting. They placed each kid on a commode and blew kisses at them. "You vill now happily shit," The boys were now coming out of their fog. "Hey Oliver. I never shit in front of someone. It's going to smell awful. Can you take it?" But Oliver didn't answer as his face was screwing up and there was a loud sound of escaping gas and plopping noises as he relaxed his sphincter muscles and let the shit rip. Johnnie was going into a sexual hazy watching his friend being controlled by his colon, totally in the throes of emptying, but then, his own explosion over came him as loud farts and groans of discomfort and loud sounds of fecal material sliding out of his pulsing ass hole. Finally the two boys were finished. Nothing further could be expelled. They started to get up, but they were both weak and slumped back on the john. Just in time, the two muscular Rhinelanders appeared. Even though Johnnie was still slumped and dazed, he noticed that the husky blonds had removed their shirts and were dressed in tight underwear bottoms. For the first time, they saw that the blonds had big perky asses that reached out sexily to form a shelf just under their backbones. These pale strong-boys were quite attractive. The large bulges in the underwear were very apparent and the slabs of muscular pecs with tiny pink tits were also nice. The bare cheated attendants walk/carried the boys back to the bed. "Now is necessary for the final clearing of ze colon, This will leave you wery happy and clean." The boys were so groggy from their heavy empting that they barely heard what the attendants said. In a moment they were arranged on the bed facing each other and almost immediately they felt the capable hands spreading their ass cheeks and the spout inserted. Oliver, the ass man sighed in contentment. "Ziss fluid ve are introducing contains und reviver. You vill feel refreshed." And the other German youth added softly, "Und wery sexy, yes." The boys smiled lazily at each other as the enema began. In a few moments, Oliver could see that Johnnie's face was changing. His eyes were dropping and his pretty mouth was slack. The kid was as happy as a pig in mud. But Johnnie was also unconsciously putting on a show for his friend as his tongue lolled out and saliva dribbled down his cute chin. The German hunks didn't fall to notice either and they whispered to each other that they would get these boys into giving sex, after they discharged the current load of drugged water. The time finally came when they had accepted the entire beaker of water. The blond twins helped them up, warning, "Keep your asses tight sweeties, we don't vant any dirty water on the carpet." But both boys were so dreamy, they hardly heard the comments as they gratefully sat their young asses on the toilet seats and let it rip. There was a loud noise of water sloshing into the commodes. When there was no more to squeeze out, the blond twins told them to stand up and look into the toilets. "Zee, no brown water. You are now colon-ized, clean and sweet. Now you go back for a little rest." They helped the boys the bed, this time the boys lay back to back, their eyes almost closing in naptime surrender. The Germans covered their nude bodies with warmed blankets and the boys murmured in gratitude. Hans, who seemed to be the leader, said, "Sleepy boys, you need a bottle. One like ziss." He pulled his big, smooth, foreskin covered sausage out and put the moist tip on Johnnie's full mouth. Johnnie's mouth opened. He was back in his baby days and this was his nappy bottle. He sucked gently. "Yess, you baby, you vant milch, Aryan boy's milk. Zoon it will flow into your mouth." The twin was on the other side of the bed. Oliver was still half asleep so he inserted his fat finger into Oliver's pretty mouth. Oliver licked it enthusiastically as if it were a candy cane. "Ach, he's a natural zucker. I must get my pecker into that hot mouth." Immediately he extracted his smooth pale, now dripping cock to replace his finger. Oliver opened gratefully and began a vigorous sucking. He wanted his bottle so bad. The boys in their regressed state were murmuring happily as they sucked away, the room being filled with the sound of sighs and sucks. Now new sounds echoed as the German's were nearing their orgasms. Curses in German, loud groans and finally high-pitched screams as their cocks spilled over into the sucking lad's mouths. The boys, like good children, drank all the man milk, smacking their lips in gratitude. The twins wiped their still dripping cocks, their faces red and still breathing heavily. They snapped to attention as the loud speaker crackled. "Good work Nazis. You pay is waiting at the front office. You really should pay me. You had such fun." About a half hour later the boys woke up. They smiled sheepishly at each other. Johnnie said, "Wow, I really feel clean." "Hey look over there," Oliver said. There were their clothes washed dried and ironed, even the tee shirts. They dressed and opened the door. The hall no longer had flashing lights. It was just a bare hall. They found their bikes parked were they had left them, at the front door. The bikes were polished and the tires shined. As they led the bikes outside into the late afternoon sun, Johnnie said, "I feel good, but I think I'll just walk the bike home. "Me too," agreed Oliver, then he brightened up. "Say tomorrow my folks are going to be away for two days. Why don't you sleep over." Then with a big smile and flashing eyes he said, "We can have our own Fair." End