Re: "Out With It Then" - Part Two
anonymous
October 11 2009, 13:25:37 UTC
Julian was more embarrassed than Noel. Which was saying a lot, considering their positions.
Here he was, with Noel's bare ass directly in his face. The freshly-bought device he was holding threatened to fall onto the ground, he was shaking so much. He bit his lip, trying to hide his nervousness, the humiliation, of having to perform an enema on his best friend. He almost laughed out loud, the concept was perversely hilarious. And he would never be able to look at Noel the same again.
He stayed frozen for the next few moments, trying to wrap his head around where the hell to start with this... practice.
Then, a light-bulb flickered.
“Um. I'm guessing we need some...”
“Second draw.” Noel answered quickly.
Julian rose up and fetched the desired tube from the draw. He lingered there on his knees, looking at the small of Noel's back, just, trying to stall the damn thing as much as he can.
“Please Ju. It really hurts.”
Julian blushed as he clambered behind Noel.
“So, am I putting it on the waterbottle? Or did you want to put it on yourself? Or...?”
Noel groaned in another bout of pain.
“Ju please. I'm serious. Just get it out of me.”
“Oh, ok, well, I guess I will... well...”
Julian swallowed a breath of air. He flicked the cap of the lube and told himself over, and over, that it needed to be done, that Noel was in pain and entrusted the help of him, exclusively him, and he would be a terrible person if he ran away in disgust and horror now, especially when Noel needed him the most.
He was tempted to close his eyes when he coyly spread Noel's ass cheeks, but then he realised he wouldn't be able to see where to, put it. He was half expecting something grotesque to be etched into his eyeballs but as he went to spread the lube on Noel, he found it wasn't any different to any girls. Just hairier, but just as soft, Oh God, why was even thinking like this? He was prepping his best friend and co-worker for a bloody enema for fuck sake!
Julian swore he could have heard Noel stifle a moan but he resolved it was just better to ignore it and ahem, continue with the task at hand. As his slippery fingers traced over Noel's tight pucker, he looked down at the menacing tube. He could hardly believe that such a big thing would fit in there.
“Okay. Put it in.” Noel sounded as if he had just run a marathon.
Blushing, Julian removed his digits and replaced them with the head of the plastic tube. He pushed it in slowly, mindful not to hurt Noel. For a fleeting moment, he wondered how it would feel to put his dick in such a tight hole, how it would feel to be thrusting up into such wonderful heat, how it would feel to shoot his cum up into that clenching passage. He mentally slapped himself. FUCK STOP THAT. This was NOEL, his best mate for God sake! What was WRONG with him?
“Okay I'm gonna squeeze the bottle now, is that okay?” Julian also sounded as if he had just run a marathon. He felt Noel shudder under him; a reaction that caused the hairs on the back of Julian's neck to stand up...
Oh God, oh please not now, God no, no...
Julian couldn't think of a worse time in his entire LIFE to get an erection. But there it was, impatiently straining against his zipper. Trying his damn hardest to ignore it, Julian squeezed the pump containing the warm solution. He jumped when Noel yelped as the water squirted up into his colon.
“You okay?”
“Y-yeah. Oh.” Noel was making some VERY funny sounds now. Which wasn't helping Julian's case at all. He continued to squeeze until all of the liquid was inside Noel, and went to pull the tube out. It left Noel with a quiet pop and Julian's dick twitched at the sound.
“Don't move. The water needs time to break down all the... stuff.”
Re: "Out With It Then" - Part Three
anonymous
October 13 2009, 10:12:05 UTC
Ten minutes later, Julian was still trying to mentally fight off his erection. He felt sadistic in a way. Here he was, meant to be helping out his best friend who was in uncomfortable, embarrassing pain, and yet, all he could think about was getting himself off. He never wanted to think of Noel in that way, but apparently Julian's penis thought that Noel's tight hole looked like an extremely appetising candidate. The older man had never been more ashamed of himself in his life.
“I feel so full Ju... I can't... don't think, I can hold it in any longer.”
Noel's strained voice cut through Julian's daydream, jerking him back to reality. Oh yes, that's right... he was meant to tell Noel to go to the toilet five minutes ago, he thought, as he looked down at the instruction packet.
“Let's get you up then. And try to hold it in until you sit on the toilet.”
“Um Ju...”
“Hm?”
“I, um... never-mind.”
“No, what is it?”
“I'm, um... don't be freaked out, but I think you might want to go out while... y'know... cos um...”
“Noel, you can hardly stand. Let me help you up at least.”
Noel howled in defiance as Julian heaved him up, and...
“OH!”
So THAT'S what Noel was trying to warn him about. Julian tore his eyes away from the scene, blushing furiously as Noel stood there in embarrassment, trying to cover his angry erection with one hand (the other was holding his water-filled butt), but obviously failing miserably.
“Told you. You think I'm disgusting, don't you?”
“No, no! I don't, I swear. It was just... unexpected.”
He wanted to hug Noel but he didn't, for obvious reasons. So he just stood there awkwardly, refusing to look Noel in the eye, not because he found the whole scenario disgusting or wrong... he was afraid he may lose his head over his own shameful desire for release.
“Please just go Julian.”
* *
Julian had been in the downstairs shower for half an hour, trying to wrap his head around what actually just happened previously in the bathroom with Noel. It was no doubt awkward, perversely hilarious even... he had actually been turned on by giving his best mate an enema. But now that he knew that Noel had ALSO been turned on changed the dynamics of the situation. It was still awkward, but now sexy in a way. The fact that Noel had been aroused by Julian's actions, fingers sliding in and out of him, Julian's mere presence even, had allowed for Julian to gain more confidence about his... thoughts, about Noel.
Did Noel want the same thing he wanted? To act upon those same sexual urges and desires? Did Noel WANT him?
Well there was only one way to find out, he thought as he wrapped a towel around himself.
* *
Noel was sitting on the bed when Julian entered the room. His wet hair hung like vines around his face, and he smiled weakly at Julian in acknowledgement. Julian forced a calm smile to form on his face in response, even though his heart was threatening to beat right out of his chest.
“So did you, how did you go?” Julian asked casually.
“Yeah, I think it's all out now.” Noel replied quietly. “Um... thanks for helping me, y'know...”
“Anytime.” Julian said automatically. He recoiled, just realising what he actually just said. Noel laughed at this, and this was music to Julian's ears. Well at least Noel had apparently forgiven Julian for acting like a frightened schoolgirl at the sight of his... excitement.
“You're actually saying that you'll stick a tube up my bum and get dried up poo out of me on request?” Julian couldn't help but crinkle his nose... apparently performing an enema wasn't as bad as it SOUNDED, courtesy of Noel.
“I couldn't think of a bigger act of friendship possible.” Julian admitted. His pulse sped up as Noel slinked toward him. The seconds turned into minutes as Noel's body-heat flooded throughout Julian, intoxicating and exciting him.
“You're wrong.” Those last words were barely registered by Julian's brain as Noel closed the gap between them and crushed their mouths together. Wide-eyed, Julian retaliated, kissing back fiercely, clammy hands reaching for any part, every part of Noel to grab onto and massage. Ironically, his hand brushed against the hardening skin of the younger man's crotch. Noel yelped, jerking upwards, seeking further contact.
Re: "Out With It Then" - Part Four (1)
anonymous
October 13 2009, 10:13:27 UTC
Julian's fingers found the start of the white towel which was covering Noel's body. He pulled it off, slowly exposing Noel's thin torso and legs. Before in the bathroom, Julian only managed to get a fleeting glimpse of the younger man's lower-body. Noel was so much paler than Julian could ever imagine, and his turgid cock was flushed with a vibrant pink, standing up proud and full on its own accord. At that precise moment, Julian realised that he never felt so right and sure about something in his life.
He kissed down Noel's creamy white chest, taking a brief detour to lick and suck at two dusky nipples. When Julian reached the trail of dark hair, he paused, taking the time to look up at Noel for no particular reason other than the fact he was stalling because he had been faking confidence he didn't have up until this point. Noel laughed, warm and understanding.
“You don't have to.” Noel whispered with reluctance, stroking Julian's hair.
“No. I don't have to.” Julian said, kissing up the skin on Noel's inner thighs. “I WANT to.”
The older man licked the tip of Noel's cock experimentally, tasting him for the first time. Finding it anything but threatening, Julian took of all Noel into his mouth, wrapping his lips tightly around the length. Noel cried out loud, throwing his head back onto the pillows as Julian bobbed up and down, sucking tightly around his cock.
When he had built up confidence, Julian's fingers found the loose sac of Noel's balls. He rolled them gently in his palm, hearing a groan in reward. He remembered how Noel moaned and wriggled about when he lubed up his entrance in the bathroom, and smirked to himself.
Noel's eyes went wide as Julian's spit-soaked fingers brushed against his throbbing hole. Then a tongue. His hips stuttered forward, trying to bear down on the probing muscle.
Julian had never been so turned on in his life. After a few coy licks, he spread Noel's ass cheeks and jammed his tongue inside the clenching hole. Noel tasted like soap, clean and fresh. The man cried out again above him, thrashing around in the sheets. Julian darted his tongue in and out of Noel's entrance, stretching the tight ring of muscle with each lick.
“Julian. Please. Fuck me.” Noel's voice was laced with lust and want. Julian didn't need to be told twice. He scrabbled up the length of Noel's body and gently lifted the younger man's legs behind his shoulders. His body was telling him what to do now, and even though Noel was another guy, it didn't matter to Julian anymore. What mattered was the fact that it felt right, at this very time, at this very place. And Noel wanted him, needed him.
He prepared Noel briefly with wet fingers, thoroughly coating the spongy interior.
“Want you inside Jules. Want you to fuck me, come inside of me.”
Julian's cock twitched in agreement. He lined up and pushed home. The sound he made at the sensation would be embarrassing in any other circumstance, but the fact that he was inside Noel's warm passage, and it felt so bloody good and hot and so so tight, he just didn't care. He snapped his hips back, then pushed forward, eliciting a moan from Noel. At each exquisite thrust, Julian let out a guttural moan, and Noel's voice echoed after his, panting and crying out the older man's name whenever his prostate was hit.
Noel snaked a hand down between their conjoined bodies and curled his fingers around his red erection, pulling off rapidly in time with Julian's thrusts. Julian's eyes flickered down to the movement, and he shifted his upper body up, focusing on rubbing against Noel's prostate while the younger man pleasured himself at the same time. The headboard of the bed was banging against the wall, the room with filled with whimpers and Julian knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
Re: "Out With It Then" - Part Four (2) - Final
anonymous
October 13 2009, 10:14:11 UTC
Noel's eyelashes trembled and then suddenly he was shuddering and shouting out Julian's name along with a string of expletives. It was beautiful. Warm cum splashed between them, decorating both of their bellies. It was those tight twitches of Noel's orgasm that send Julian over the edge aswell, and he gladly came inside the younger man, bucking his hips jaggedly to ride it out.
Julian collapsed on the other side of the bed, gasping for oxygen. Noel automatically curled around him, like a satisfied kitten who had just finished its milk.
“Now THAT'S the biggest act of friendship possible.” Noel chuckled, referring back to his previous statement. Julian shook his head.
“No. That's the biggest act of love possible.”
Noel laughed at this and teased Julian for the rest of the night for being a hopelessly cheesy romantic. Julian teased Noel for being constipated. Then they kissed like newly-weds and made tea.
Here he was, with Noel's bare ass directly in his face. The freshly-bought device he was holding threatened to fall onto the ground, he was shaking so much. He bit his lip, trying to hide his nervousness, the humiliation, of having to perform an enema on his best friend. He almost laughed out loud, the concept was perversely hilarious. And he would never be able to look at Noel the same again.
He stayed frozen for the next few moments, trying to wrap his head around where the hell to start with this... practice.
Then, a light-bulb flickered.
“Um. I'm guessing we need some...”
“Second draw.” Noel answered quickly.
Julian rose up and fetched the desired tube from the draw. He lingered there on his knees, looking at the small of Noel's back, just, trying to stall the damn thing as much as he can.
“Please Ju. It really hurts.”
Julian blushed as he clambered behind Noel.
“So, am I putting it on the waterbottle? Or did you want to put it on yourself? Or...?”
Noel groaned in another bout of pain.
“Ju please. I'm serious. Just get it out of me.”
“Oh, ok, well, I guess I will... well...”
Julian swallowed a breath of air. He flicked the cap of the lube and told himself over, and over, that it needed to be done, that Noel was in pain and entrusted the help of him, exclusively him, and he would be a terrible person if he ran away in disgust and horror now, especially when Noel needed him the most.
He was tempted to close his eyes when he coyly spread Noel's ass cheeks, but then he realised he wouldn't be able to see where to, put it. He was half expecting something grotesque to be etched into his eyeballs but as he went to spread the lube on Noel, he found it wasn't any different to any girls. Just hairier, but just as soft, Oh God, why was even thinking like this? He was prepping his best friend and co-worker for a bloody enema for fuck sake!
Julian swore he could have heard Noel stifle a moan but he resolved it was just better to ignore it and ahem, continue with the task at hand. As his slippery fingers traced over Noel's tight pucker, he looked down at the menacing tube. He could hardly believe that such a big thing would fit in there.
“Okay. Put it in.” Noel sounded as if he had just run a marathon.
Blushing, Julian removed his digits and replaced them with the head of the plastic tube. He pushed it in slowly, mindful not to hurt Noel. For a fleeting moment, he wondered how it would feel to put his dick in such a tight hole, how it would feel to be thrusting up into such wonderful heat, how it would feel to shoot his cum up into that clenching passage. He mentally slapped himself. FUCK STOP THAT. This was NOEL, his best mate for God sake! What was WRONG with him?
“Okay I'm gonna squeeze the bottle now, is that okay?” Julian also sounded as if he had just run a marathon. He felt Noel shudder under him; a reaction that caused the hairs on the back of Julian's neck to stand up...
Oh God, oh please not now, God no, no...
Julian couldn't think of a worse time in his entire LIFE to get an erection. But there it was, impatiently straining against his zipper. Trying his damn hardest to ignore it, Julian squeezed the pump containing the warm solution. He jumped when Noel yelped as the water squirted up into his colon.
“You okay?”
“Y-yeah. Oh.” Noel was making some VERY funny sounds now. Which wasn't helping Julian's case at all. He continued to squeeze until all of the liquid was inside Noel, and went to pull the tube out. It left Noel with a quiet pop and Julian's dick twitched at the sound.
“Don't move. The water needs time to break down all the... stuff.”
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“I feel so full Ju... I can't... don't think, I can hold it in any longer.”
Noel's strained voice cut through Julian's daydream, jerking him back to reality. Oh yes, that's right... he was meant to tell Noel to go to the toilet five minutes ago, he thought, as he looked down at the instruction packet.
“Let's get you up then. And try to hold it in until you sit on the toilet.”
“Um Ju...”
“Hm?”
“I, um... never-mind.”
“No, what is it?”
“I'm, um... don't be freaked out, but I think you might want to go out while... y'know... cos um...”
“Noel, you can hardly stand. Let me help you up at least.”
Noel howled in defiance as Julian heaved him up, and...
“OH!”
So THAT'S what Noel was trying to warn him about. Julian tore his eyes away from the scene, blushing furiously as Noel stood there in embarrassment, trying to cover his angry erection with one hand (the other was holding his water-filled butt), but obviously failing miserably.
“Told you. You think I'm disgusting, don't you?”
“No, no! I don't, I swear. It was just... unexpected.”
He wanted to hug Noel but he didn't, for obvious reasons. So he just stood there awkwardly, refusing to look Noel in the eye, not because he found the whole scenario disgusting or wrong... he was afraid he may lose his head over his own shameful desire for release.
“Please just go Julian.”
* *
Julian had been in the downstairs shower for half an hour, trying to wrap his head around what actually just happened previously in the bathroom with Noel. It was no doubt awkward, perversely hilarious even... he had actually been turned on by giving his best mate an enema. But now that he knew that Noel had ALSO been turned on changed the dynamics of the situation. It was still awkward, but now sexy in a way. The fact that Noel had been aroused by Julian's actions, fingers sliding in and out of him, Julian's mere presence even, had allowed for Julian to gain more confidence about his... thoughts, about Noel.
Did Noel want the same thing he wanted? To act upon those same sexual urges and desires? Did Noel WANT him?
Well there was only one way to find out, he thought as he wrapped a towel around himself.
* *
Noel was sitting on the bed when Julian entered the room. His wet hair hung like vines around his face, and he smiled weakly at Julian in acknowledgement. Julian forced a calm smile to form on his face in response, even though his heart was threatening to beat right out of his chest.
“So did you, how did you go?” Julian asked casually.
“Yeah, I think it's all out now.” Noel replied quietly. “Um... thanks for helping me, y'know...”
“Anytime.” Julian said automatically. He recoiled, just realising what he actually just said. Noel laughed at this, and this was music to Julian's ears. Well at least Noel had apparently forgiven Julian for acting like a frightened schoolgirl at the sight of his... excitement.
“You're actually saying that you'll stick a tube up my bum and get dried up poo out of me on request?” Julian couldn't help but crinkle his nose... apparently performing an enema wasn't as bad as it SOUNDED, courtesy of Noel.
“I couldn't think of a bigger act of friendship possible.” Julian admitted. His pulse sped up as Noel slinked toward him. The seconds turned into minutes as Noel's body-heat flooded throughout Julian, intoxicating and exciting him.
“You're wrong.” Those last words were barely registered by Julian's brain as Noel closed the gap between them and crushed their mouths together. Wide-eyed, Julian retaliated, kissing back fiercely, clammy hands reaching for any part, every part of Noel to grab onto and massage. Ironically, his hand brushed against the hardening skin of the younger man's crotch. Noel yelped, jerking upwards, seeking further contact.
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He kissed down Noel's creamy white chest, taking a brief detour to lick and suck at two dusky nipples. When Julian reached the trail of dark hair, he paused, taking the time to look up at Noel for no particular reason other than the fact he was stalling because he had been faking confidence he didn't have up until this point. Noel laughed, warm and understanding.
“You don't have to.” Noel whispered with reluctance, stroking Julian's hair.
“No. I don't have to.” Julian said, kissing up the skin on Noel's inner thighs. “I WANT to.”
The older man licked the tip of Noel's cock experimentally, tasting him for the first time. Finding it anything but threatening, Julian took of all Noel into his mouth, wrapping his lips tightly around the length. Noel cried out loud, throwing his head back onto the pillows as Julian bobbed up and down, sucking tightly around his cock.
When he had built up confidence, Julian's fingers found the loose sac of Noel's balls. He rolled them gently in his palm, hearing a groan in reward. He remembered how Noel moaned and wriggled about when he lubed up his entrance in the bathroom, and smirked to himself.
Noel's eyes went wide as Julian's spit-soaked fingers brushed against his throbbing hole. Then a tongue. His hips stuttered forward, trying to bear down on the probing muscle.
Julian had never been so turned on in his life. After a few coy licks, he spread Noel's ass cheeks and jammed his tongue inside the clenching hole. Noel tasted like soap, clean and fresh. The man cried out again above him, thrashing around in the sheets. Julian darted his tongue in and out of Noel's entrance, stretching the tight ring of muscle with each lick.
“Julian. Please. Fuck me.” Noel's voice was laced with lust and want. Julian didn't need to be told twice. He scrabbled up the length of Noel's body and gently lifted the younger man's legs behind his shoulders. His body was telling him what to do now, and even though Noel was another guy, it didn't matter to Julian anymore. What mattered was the fact that it felt right, at this very time, at this very place. And Noel wanted him, needed him.
He prepared Noel briefly with wet fingers, thoroughly coating the spongy interior.
“Want you inside Jules. Want you to fuck me, come inside of me.”
Julian's cock twitched in agreement. He lined up and pushed home. The sound he made at the sensation would be embarrassing in any other circumstance, but the fact that he was inside Noel's warm passage, and it felt so bloody good and hot and so so tight, he just didn't care. He snapped his hips back, then pushed forward, eliciting a moan from Noel. At each exquisite thrust, Julian let out a guttural moan, and Noel's voice echoed after his, panting and crying out the older man's name whenever his prostate was hit.
Noel snaked a hand down between their conjoined bodies and curled his fingers around his red erection, pulling off rapidly in time with Julian's thrusts. Julian's eyes flickered down to the movement, and he shifted his upper body up, focusing on rubbing against Noel's prostate while the younger man pleasured himself at the same time. The headboard of the bed was banging against the wall, the room with filled with whimpers and Julian knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
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Julian collapsed on the other side of the bed, gasping for oxygen. Noel automatically curled around him, like a satisfied kitten who had just finished its milk.
“Now THAT'S the biggest act of friendship possible.” Noel chuckled, referring back to his previous statement. Julian shook his head.
“No. That's the biggest act of love possible.”
Noel laughed at this and teased Julian for the rest of the night for being a hopelessly cheesy romantic. Julian teased Noel for being constipated. Then they kissed like newly-weds and made tea.
DONE!! :DD
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I demand more poo fic with fluff! Let us shatter this final fandom barrier. :P
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Not into poo play, but hey, I'll willing to try *write everything once. =) Glad you enjoyed it. xx
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