An enema for dinner.

Now that my sadistic self had taken over me again, the rest of the day went by with a series of different abuses. Andy was quietly enduring his day of numerous rapes when an idea struck me. To be quite honest I'm not gay, I'm bisexual, and as I watched him lying on the kitchen table covered in loads of both our cum, I suddenly had a flash back of a porn movie I had on my computer. There was that girl who was roughly fucked for some time before the guy taught her how to give herself an enema. Now, that's something I've been looking forward to doing with someone for quite a while and, looking down on my little brother, the need to try it came rushing back to my mind. So I grabbed my sticky little bitch of a brother and dragged him to the washroom. Then I went to the kitchen to grab my plastic funnel and a large measuring cup (a two liters one). I **** Andy on all fours in the bath and plugged his ass with the funnel. He looked dazed, not crying or whimpering anymore, but not sincerely enjoying himself either although he did cum a couple of times.

He was watching me absentmindedly as I filled my measuring cup with tap water and a drop or two of dishwasher soap. I stirred a little and then began pouring the soapy water down the funnel and deep in his gut. When he felt the water inside him; he offered a little struggle that quickly calmed down when I slapped his balls before squeezing them a bit. I managed to empty the two liters. of soapy water in his bowels and then took the funnel out. Then I **** him in an especially uncomfortable position where he had his ass over his face, and held him like that. He knew he would have to hold it in as long as I didn't release him from that pose, otherwise he would shit on his own face. After about ten to fifteen minutes he began to beg. I kept refusing and took a delightful pleasure to watch his face twisting itself as I caressed his stomach with one hand; when I thought he could take it any more I released my grasp and allowed him to empty himself. He let it all out, lying face down in the bath. As soon as he tried to get out I grabbed him and ordered him to get back on all fours. He was ****, but eventually complied knowing he wouldn't have a chance against me. So I filled my measuring cup again, but with plain water this time, and then emptied it again down his intestine. I repeated the process two more times to make sure he was clean and then cleaned the bath with the garden hose.

When I was finished I found Andy crawled up on the couch, on the very same spot where he got his first **** anal orgasm. He was staring at his feet when he noticed I was back in the living room. Since I fucked his face that morning, we both stayed naked. I walked to the couch and sat beside him. I slipped an arm around his small shoulders and began caressing his slender body with my other hand. As I began spreading his legs, his cock began to rise. Although he was still **** to admit it, he was already really into submission. His face suddenly was empty again, as if he just left his body, knowing my intentions. I began playing a little with his erect member before turning him over so I could have access to his deliciously tight ass. I spat on it a couple of time before pressing the tip of my already hard dick on his little rosebud. When he felt the bare flesh of my rod, he quickly turned around and faintly asked me if I wasn't going to use a condom again. I laughed a little and explained to him that it was one of the two reasons for his previous enemas; so his butt hole would be nice and clean for me. Then, for the first time, I wished I could see what was going on in his cute little head; as I kept pushing, with a grin on my face, his eyes stayed locked on my body as it came closer and closer to his hips. In fact he kept watching my hips for at least half the time I fucked him that afternoon. Eventually, as my pumping got rougher and faster, he closed his eyes and face forward again. Not long before ejaculating, I had a look at his face; it was twisted in a mixture of pain and pleasure and he was drooling down on my couch with his face pressed against the cushion, lying on his chest. The whole time I could hear his hard dick slapping against his flat stomach, together with the distinct sound of my balls smashing on each his. Moments before allowing myself to cum I began stroking his dick and quickly we both came. I shot my load as deep as I could in his ass as he shot his in my hand. Once he was done, I let go of his prick and smudged his cum all over his pretty face before giving him a good spanking, with my cock still inside him, reminding him that he was nothing but my little bitch.