Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2008 08:03:53 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Giving Kid Brother an Enema" by Jay Roberts Gay Incest +++If there are any kids under 18 lurking around out there in the dark, I want them to know that they are very unwelcome. If I had a water gun filled with vinegar I would sheet it at them& . so there. Others of proper age, sit comfortably, legs apart and listen to this incredible tale. Yeah, it's true, me, 16-year-old Jeff Thompson had to give my kid brother an enema and this is how it happened: My 14-year-old brother Robert, a good-looking kid, slim, baby faced, curly brown hair and gray eyes really got he into a fix. Without consulting anybody, he entered this fucking hotdog eating contest at Hamilton Park. That's the green area in front of City Hall. He won! Think of that! The prize was a real expensive mountain bike that he rode home. He rode home just barely before collapsing just inside the front door. Mom and Dad are away on a trip this weekend. "Jeff, you are in charge of the house. Don't pick on your brother& be nice." I never knew how nice I would have to be. "What's wrong? You look like you are ready to hurl." He told me about the shit load of hotdogs he ate to win. He groaned out to me that he never throws up and he'll just tough it out. Meanwhile he was pale as paper and he drew up his knees and rolled around the couch in the living room. Look, I knew if he died there, I would get blamed so I called the emergency medical number that my folks had set up. We paid a premium each month on a wellness plan, and that entitled us to get medical advice via telephone. I have a deep voice. I think they thought I was the boy's dad. I didn't enlighten them. "Mr. Thompson, have you ever given your son an enema?" "Sure," I told them. They explained that the rapid ingesting of such a bulk of foods had caused a stoppage in the alimentary canal and he would require one or two enemas the get the blockage out. I thanked them, hung up and turned to Robert. "Bobby, you need an enema otherwise this condition will get worse. Do you know how to give yourself one?" He looked at me helplessly and embarrassed. "I don't know how. Will you do it?" Well here it was. I have never been intimate with Robert and certainly never shoved anything up his ass, now here I was called on to do something that only a doctor or a lover does. There was one other complication. Robert has a crush on me. I know it 'cause I catch him looking at me when I'm undressing. He has also stood over at my bed and jerked off looking at me and thinking I was asleep. Now I don't want to throw bouquets at myself, but I am one fucking fox, great face, tall, muscular, and hairy in just the right sexy places. I was a little afraid that Robert might get too happy about my playing with his ass and such, but I had to be noble, a member of my family needed my help and I would rise (I hope not) to the occasion. "Okay," I said in a professional voice. "We'll do this upstairs on your bed. I'm going to put some plastic sheeting down so we don't mess the bed. Meanwhile, can you get yourself upstairs and get undressed while I set up the enema stuff?" The kid tried to almost crawl upstairs, then his strength or resolves quit. He lay on the upstairs landing, trying to catch his breath and not throw up. I got up there next to him. "Here put your arm around my waist." It was very companionable and I tried not to feel his young warm arm around bare middle where my tee shirt got lifted up. I got him to the room and propped him up against the closet door and quickly spread the sheeting over the bed. Then I rushed back to him as he was slowly sinking down. I sat him on the bed. He looked too beat to get himself undressed. I took off his sneaks and socks. The kid had beautiful, perfect slim feet. They also smelled nice and hot and intimate. I almost brought one to my nose but restrained myself. "Let your arms," I said firmly and pulled his tee shirt over his head in one sweep, his curly hair lifted as the neckband passed over them and then fell back down perfectly. He looked up at me with sad eyes, shivered a little. I watched gooseflesh appearing all over his baby the baby soft skin of his slightly muscled chest. His nipples were hard and thrust out from his chill. I put my hand on his forehead. He sort of snuggled into my hand. "Hey, control yourself, I've checking for fever." After a moment or two I told him. "You seem to be hot. Let me take your temperature." He groaned at me, "It's in the top drawer over there. It's a rectal, Mom broke the other one." I took a deep breath. Maybe this will earn me a medical degree. I pulled off his briefs, there were clean, thank goodness. I turned him on his stomach, but his discomfort made his legs pull up partially. His ass was easy to reach in this position. I put my hand on one cheek and pulled it slightly away from the other check. There it was, his hairless, perfect, pink puckered entrance. I shook down the thermometer and careful and slowly inserted it. He complained slightly as it entered. While I was waiting for the thermometer to register, I took a look at the field of battle I would be at. His ass was the cutest thing I had every seen. Museum quality cheeks, dimpled at the side, smooth as glass. I had to hold the thermometer as his ass was trying to expel it. Finally I took it out. He had a slight temperature, 100 degrees, caused likely from his messed up digestion. I slapped him gently on his butt. "You'll live; just a tiny reading. I bet it will go normal after your enema now I have to leave you and get it ready. Just relax." I went into the bathroom and ran the water until it mixed as tepid. I took a little soap and just shook it lightly in the water. The hose was attached and I was ready. I entered the room and there was Bobby, on his back, snoring slightly. Now I had a problem. Maybe I should let him sleep. But then I realized that he would likely wake up and vomit all over the floor. I looked down at him. His pretty, smooth cock head was covered and his hairless balls were hanging to one side. He had a cute puff of light brown hair at the top of his penis. A stroked his shoulder. He woke up and gave me a faint smile. "How are you doing?" I asked. "I think I am getting more temperature and my belly ache is worse. Let's do it now." I had him lay on his front and I put a pillow under his lower belly to elevate his butt. What a slight it was to see that baby fine ass up in the air, waiting for the insertion. I couldn't help but think that it looked like he was in position to be fucked. "Here it comes, steel yourself. Don't try to push it out the way you did with the thermometer." I took the black nozzle and put the tip just inside his ass ring. He moaned slightly at the sensation. "Hey," I said, "Don't get to enjoy this. This is serious business." "I'm sorry, I guess I'm sensitive back there." I got the nozzle all the way in and opened the petcock. (what a word!) He stiffened his body as he felt the water begin the enter him. "It's not too cold or too hot. You did a good job. Is it finished now?" "No Bobby boy, just relax, we have to get the whole container into you to do you any good." As the water filled his large intestine and pushed upward as well, he began constant groaning of discomfort. I kept running my hand over his forehead and over his hair to calm him. I realized that I was making love to him and had a dildo up his poop. My cock began to rise, and I have over seven inches. He was in the perfect position to see the phenomenon. In spite of his pain, he was thrilled to see it because he said, "You're getting a stiffy. You like doing this to me. It's a little like sex, isn't it? But my belly is bursting. I have to shit. Let me go." I looked into the can. "Just a little more. Here let me rub your stomach." I reached around and gently made soft circular motions below his belly button. He cooed with delight. At last all the water in the reservoir was in my cute brother's hole. "Okay, get up slowly, and walk carefully into the john. Leave the door slightly open in case you need help." I watched his slim form walk hunched over, his ass clenched into the bathroom. Ignoring my request, he locked the door, but I came over and listened. The sounds were making me really sexed up, he moaned and gulped and groaned. I could hear the nasty hot dogs plopping into the water. Then many long wet gas farts. At last all was quiet. Then I heard the shower going. What a nice clean boi. Finally he emerged from the bathroom. He had a towel around him. The kid was shivering. I came over to him. "Here Bobby, get under the covers. I'll hold you and get you warm." He crawled in and I spooned him, wrapping my arms around him. Soon his shivering stopped. He hummed a few times expressing his comfort. "I think my fever is gone and so is my stomach ache. All I need now is a little sleep." He kissed my hand that was near his chest.. "Thanks big brother, you did a real kindness and I know it wasn't any fun for you." (But it was.) in a moment his young hot breath was filling the room with sound, giving me goose bumps. But the steady beat of his breath lulled me to sleep. I think we were nestled like that for about two hours when I woke up. I was having an intensely sexual dream about being sucked off by a faceless, but expert sucker. As I slowly came to, I realized that Bobby had maneuvered his ass so that my cock entered him. He was a little soapy and also dilated, so I had slipped in easily. I was close to orgasm as he humped backwards, masturbating me with his ass passage. "Oh Bobby, what did you do, I'll brimming and about to cum." I tightened my hold around his body and began almost involuntary fucking motions. The two of us were crooning our passion. Suddenly I stiffened and let it happen.. A delivered six spurts of hot cum into this waiting ass and his asshole began spasming as he went into his heavy orgasm. We were a mess, and so was the bed, but I held him tightly, hating the moment to end. Finally he turned around in the bed and we kissed long. That kiss signified the beginning of a new relationship. "Hey Jeff, didn't the Emergency Medical person say that I might need a second enema? "Oh hell, I created a Frankenshit. Didn't I just give you a sperm enema? Don't be greedy." End