China/Japan - butt plugs and enema play
anonymous
January 26 2010, 15:31:50 UTC
Let’s try this out. ;A; - - - -
Kiku asks for retribution and Yao delivers.
“B-brother,” Japan says breathlessly, as he squirms in his bonds. “M-my stomach hurts. N-need…out.” He’s delirious from the pain, the utter discomfort, the shame and the raw pleasure of water gushing into his gut the wrong way up.
Yao says nothing as he turns off the tap and pulls the thin hose from Kiku’s asshole, gently replacing it with a silicone plug. He then calmly keeps the enema equipment Kiku brought over, careful and slow, all the guise of buying time for himself to see his brother to wriggle even further. Kiku’s beautiful cock grows slick, thick, angry red and wet as it struggles against the cock ring.
Kiku whimpers, just a bit, clinging to whatever little dignity he brought with him (most of it he left on Yao’s doorstep). This. This is a private session for both of them, a time and place where they can heal themselves, not as nations, but as beings with long suffering pasts, with wounds that take more than time to fade, or rather, wounds so fresh and unreachable, the only way to tend them was to open another and treat it with loving care. On some days it would be Yao moaning and rutting against the pillows on the couch, but today it is Kiku’s turn.
He gasps, unable to restrain the keen that erupts from his throat. He makes a wrong move with his leg and the plug in his ass deepens, pressing against his sweet spot. He feels the water in his belly gurgle and involuntarily clenches his inner walls. The plug presses back once more. It’s enough to drive himself crazy.
Yao watches Kiku and smiles. He mildly wonders if sustaining an erection that long is healthy, and decides to be merciful just this once.
“Do you want to come?”
Kiku nods frantically, not wanting to betray the need and lust in his voice.
Yao bends down and takes his brother’s cock in his mouth, deep, testing his gag reflex before pulling out again and sucking tightly at the tip, flicking his tongue over the slit. Kiku yelps at the contact then moans. He wants to sit up but he can’t. His arms are tied behind his back. Every time he tightens, the plug brushes inside him, and with the cock ring on, he’s slowly being driven insane with pain and pleasure.
“C-come! P-please! Ge-ge!” he gasps and Yao is almost undone.
He massages the base of Kiku’s balls and tugs at the foreskin. His brother in turn bites his lip, unable to take any more. The water in his belly gurgles again.
“Y-yao-“
“Come.”
The cock ring is taken off and Kiku comes screaming. The floor is a mess and the silicone plug lies expelled somewhere to his right. He is exhausted, tingly and out of breath and might not be able to handle eating for a few days.
Yao kisses Kiku’s forehead and whispers ‘I love you’ against his hair.
- - - -
Kiku asks for retribution and Yao delivers.
“B-brother,” Japan says breathlessly, as he squirms in his bonds. “M-my stomach hurts. N-need…out.” He’s delirious from the pain, the utter discomfort, the shame and the raw pleasure of water gushing into his gut the wrong way up.
Yao says nothing as he turns off the tap and pulls the thin hose from Kiku’s asshole, gently replacing it with a silicone plug. He then calmly keeps the enema equipment Kiku brought over, careful and slow, all the guise of buying time for himself to see his brother to wriggle even further. Kiku’s beautiful cock grows slick, thick, angry red and wet as it struggles against the cock ring.
Kiku whimpers, just a bit, clinging to whatever little dignity he brought with him (most of it he left on Yao’s doorstep). This. This is a private session for both of them, a time and place where they can heal themselves, not as nations, but as beings with long suffering pasts, with wounds that take more than time to fade, or rather, wounds so fresh and unreachable, the only way to tend them was to open another and treat it with loving care. On some days it would be Yao moaning and rutting against the pillows on the couch, but today it is Kiku’s turn.
He gasps, unable to restrain the keen that erupts from his throat. He makes a wrong move with his leg and the plug in his ass deepens, pressing against his sweet spot. He feels the water in his belly gurgle and involuntarily clenches his inner walls. The plug presses back once more. It’s enough to drive himself crazy.
Yao watches Kiku and smiles. He mildly wonders if sustaining an erection that long is healthy, and decides to be merciful just this once.
“Do you want to come?”
Kiku nods frantically, not wanting to betray the need and lust in his voice.
Yao bends down and takes his brother’s cock in his mouth, deep, testing his gag reflex before pulling out again and sucking tightly at the tip, flicking his tongue over the slit. Kiku yelps at the contact then moans. He wants to sit up but he can’t. His arms are tied behind his back. Every time he tightens, the plug brushes inside him, and with the cock ring on, he’s slowly being driven insane with pain and pleasure.
“C-come! P-please! Ge-ge!” he gasps and Yao is almost undone.
He massages the base of Kiku’s balls and tugs at the foreskin. His brother in turn bites his lip, unable to take any more. The water in his belly gurgles again.
“Y-yao-“
“Come.”
The cock ring is taken off and Kiku comes screaming. The floor is a mess and the silicone plug lies expelled somewhere to his right. He is exhausted, tingly and out of breath and might not be able to handle eating for a few days.
Yao kisses Kiku’s forehead and whispers ‘I love you’ against his hair.
- - - -
\o/ Five hundred words flat!
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I...I think you may have given me a new kink. This was my first time reading enema-play, and I'm still kind of blushing but I think I like it.
Thanks authoranon! This was sexy!
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