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The Adventures of Enema-Boy: And Ryan Makes Three.
(Grant and Brad Williamson are brothers and Ryan’s cousins. This story follows the events of the story Grant and Brad. As Williamson boys, the two brothers were used to their father’s weekly enema ritual. It dated back many generations and was the belief that part of raising solid young men required a weekly enema to stay healthy and ensure a proper mental attitude. Ryan was raised with the same belief and ritual. The weekend described in both Grant and Brad and this story, however, was different for the Williamson boys. With their parents away, Grant and Brad were home alone. Grant, the older of the two brothers, took the responsibility on himself and made sure his brother Brad received his weekly enema, although this time the enema session was different from their father’s usual routine. We pick up the story after Brad’s enema.)
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Grant and Brad had passed out after Brad’s enema session. Their slumber was interrupted by Grant’s phone ringing. Brad spoke up, “You need to change that ringtone, Grant. Seriously, it’s annoying.” Grant saw it was his mom and answered it. The conversation was short. Brad could tell it was their mom. When Grant hung up, Brad asked, “What’s up?”
Grant answered, “They’re staying at Grandma’s overnight. We’re on our own. Uncle Scott’s there too and she said Ryan’s home and we should get together.”
“That’s cool” Brad responded. As he said that, Grant’s phone buzzed. He picked it up and smiled, “Like clockwork. It’s Ryan. He says, ‘I’m bored. Let’s do something.’” Ryan’s mom had called him too. The cousins were good friends. The idea of hanging out together was natural. Grant texted with Ryan, and they agreed Ryan would come over and stay the night, a sleepover, like old days. It had been a while since they had gotten together and hung out. The three were all around the same age and in college; they would have a lot to catch up on. It did not take Ryan long to arrive. As Grant and Brad finished getting dressed, the doorbell rang.
There was the usual exchange of hellos and what’s new. The boys got some drinks and headed to the family room each taking their respective seat. It is funny how in extended families such things develop. Almost reflexively, each took their phone out and started to look at their favorite sites.
“This dude is funny.” Ryan said as Gant’s and Brad’s phones buzzed, Ryan sent them a TikTok.
“Oh yeah, I’ve seen him before, he is hilarious.” Brad agreed.
With time, they decided to play a video game, and finally went out for dinner at the local pizza shop. After dinner, they were back in the family room on their phones. The room was quiet aside from occasional laughing from one or the other boys. Ryan looked up.
“You know we dodged a bullet this morning with everyone up at Grandma’s.” For most young men this would have been a cryptic comment, and they would be happy they did not have to go with their parents to visit their grandmother and be bored, but Ryan was referring to something else. Grant and Brad fully understood what he was referring to. It was a Williamson boy secret. Saturday morning was reserved for one thing, the weekly enema. The three boys knew it all too well. They had talked about their enemas before but, it was not a common subject of conversation rather an uncomfortable routine to be endured.
Grant and Brad looked at each other and just smiled.
“What?” Ryan looked at them unaware of what was going on. “Everyone left early this morning to go to Grandma’s. There wasn’t time.”
Grant spoke up, “Let’s just say that the baton has been passed.”
“What?” Ryan looked at him with a quizzical look and shook his head.
Clarifying, Brad added, “Let’s just say that Grant and I took matters into our own hands.”
“Did you give each other enemas?” Ryan used the word.
“Yeah.” Grant responded. Brad shook his head in agreement.
“Wow…OK.” Ryan was not sure what to say next. This was big. He had to digest it. He tried to imagine Grant giving Brad an enema and the other way around. On one hand it seemed weird, but on the other hand, it was kind of hot. It was a conflict for him because he had a secret. As tough as the enemas were to take, he enjoyed getting them from his dad. He was not sure if it was the enema he enjoyed or the special bonding they created between him and his dad. And more, he had had fantasies of giving and getting enemas from either cousin or better, from both of his cousins. “So,” Ryan paused. “You both got cleaned out?” Ryan needed to make sure.
“Yep.” Brad confirmed.
“I guess that just leaves you as the one who dodged the bullet.” Grant added with a smile on his face. Ryan stayed silent, not knowing how to respond, and feeling very uncomfortable. There was a pause. Brad returned to his phone. Grant’s mind kept going. He looked at Ryan who he could see was clearly uncomfortable with how the conversation had gone. Grant decided to push the envelope remembering how it worked earlier in the day with Brad. “Of course, if either of our fathers were here, you know they would handle that.” He looked at Ryan, and then commented to his brother, “Wouldn’t they Brad?”
Brad looked up from his phone, “Most definitely, the Williamson special, hot and soapy.” Ryan became increasingly anxious. While he had talked with his cousins about their respective enemas in the past, he did not know where the conversation was going now. The challenging thing was that as it progressed, he noted that he was getting hard, something that enema talk always caused. He moved in his seat trying to reposition himself to make things not look so obvious.
“I don’t know Brad, I’m thinking if Ryan didn’t have his morning clean out, it might be our responsibility to make sure he gets cleaned out.”
“Yeah, no, really, no thanks.” Ryan had gotten very nervous. Why were they continuing to bring it up. Did they know about his fetish with enemas?
“Brad, have you ever said that to dad?”
“Yeah, but not often.”
“I remember when you were like 10 or something and you thought you were too old to get enemas and told him you didn’t want them.”
“Yeah, not a pretty sight.”
“I think you got the belt and then got a few very soapy enemas.”
“Yes, and I was a slow learner. It happened more than once.”
“I remember that time. Ryan, I’m surprised you didn’t hear Brad’s carrying on down at your house.” The families lived near each other.
“My dad told me that you really didn’t like them.” Ryan commented.
“Yeah, I didn’t, but I got them anyway. Are you able to tell your dad you don’t want them?” Brad was curious.
“Nah. Maybe did that once and learned quickly it was much better to strip and submit.”
Grant was ready to go in for the kill. “So, then you wouldn’t fuss if we told you we were going to give you an enema?”
“Right, you’re funny.” Ryan thought Grant was just pulling his leg. Well, actually, he hoped Grant was because he was scared his secret would get out. For not only did Ryan like getting enemas, but he would also love to get one from either of his cousins, and, especially Brad, who he found quite hot. Ryan had good reason to feel that way. Brad was quite handsome. On a lacrosse scholarship to college, Brad worked out. His body was muscular but also smooth. He had a coy smile that was quite devilish and seductive. Ryan looked at Grant and noted how handsome he was too, though in a different way. Grant was more the cerebral one though also boyishly cute.
Grant looked at Brad. “I don’t know Brad; Ryan seems to be refusing what he knows is his Willimson duty.”
“Maybe he’s one of those guys that likes a spanking.” Brad was joking, but Brad’s comment made Ryan more uncomfortable. At least part of his discomfort was the growing erection in his pants. At this point, it was more difficult to conceal.
“You know a lot of guys actually like getting enemas.” Grant added to normalize it.
“Yeah, my dad has told me that.” Ryan was trying to figure things out.
“I mean, I’ll admit it. I do like them. Brad, well, I think he tolerates them, though, maybe he is changing over.”
“Yeah, I think you are more the enema-boy, bro.” Brad addressed Grant.
“Well, guilty.” Grant seemed comfortable admitting it. “What about you Ryan, do you like them?” Grant asked a direct question to Ryan. Ryan was not sure how to respond.
“Ahhh” He stalled, turning red.
“I don’t mean to embarrass you, but I think your body is answering for you.” Grant was ever observant eying the large bulge in Ryan’s shorts.
Brad looked and then added, “Oh yeah man. I think the answer is a yes.” It was not something he would typically look for, but the bulge was prominent. Grant, being gay, was more adept at looking for those things.
Grant continued to make his case. “I think a good enema would do you well. Besides, we’ve already eaten, played video games, and watched a movie. An enema would be good for you before bed.”
“Definitely.” Brad seconded the motion, raising the ante.
“You want to give me an enema?” Ryan was not sure there was a way out. Peer pressure can be powerful, and Ryan felt it was two against one.
“I’m thinking you might actually like us giving you an enema. You know if either of our dads were here, you’d be getting one. Think of it that way.” Ryan felt exposed and vulnerable. He did not want to think of it, but he was rock hard and yes, he did like enemas. He tossed it around in his head. How bad could it be? They seemed quite comfortable with it. He did like enemas and was definitely experienced in getting them. Grant interrupted his thinking.
“Come on, be a sport, let’s go clean you out.” Grant started to move. “Come on Brad. Let’s show Ryan some Williamson hospitality.”
“Dude, it’s good for you.” Brad started to get up. It was like they had decided for Ryan. He started to get up almost unaware of his movements. Grant came over to Ryan and rubbed his shoulders.
“We’ll take good care of you.” He let his hand drop and rubbed Ryan’s ass “Mmm, quite nice.” Ryan had to admit, the closeness of another male felt good. Grant knew how to touch Ryan and get the reaction. Grant, too, was getting hard at the thought of giving Ryan an enema. While neither Grant not Ryan had talked about their sexuality, both boys had thought the other was probably gay, or at least bi. The thought of their playing together sexually was not a stretch. “Let’s go upstirs and strip down.”
The boys went upstairs, and Grant went with Ryan. Brad was busy on his phone.
When in the room by themselves, Grant said to Ryan, “Hey.” He looked Ryan in the eye when Ryan’s eyes met his. “It’s OK. I think you are like me and like them. I get it. Don’t fight it. I used to but now let it happen and I really do enjoy them.” Ryan felt Grant’s honesty and there was a bond. He also noted the growing erection in Grant’s pants confirming that they shared the interest.
“Thing is,” Ryan paused. Grant motioned for him to continue. “I … am, I … I do like them. I am worried it makes me some kind of weirdo.”
“Nah, I don’t know about you, but my dad always tells me, ‘Son, most boys get boners. Don’t let that worry you,’ and truth is, I ALWAYS get a hard on when getting one. To be honest, the thought of giving you one is getting me hard now. I hope that doesn’t freak you out or make me a weirdo.”
Ryan was comforted. He was continuing to process what was happening. On one hand, he felt much better, and on the other hand he was starting to get that feeling in his stomach which he had come to call the enema butterflies. It was a funny feeling in his belly that always happened before he would get an enema, almost like his bowel knew what was going to happen.
“Let’s do it. I’ll make it worth your while. Seriously, I know how to give a guy a GOOD enema. And beside you really are quite hard.” Grant, feeling more comfortable now, reached out, cupped Ryan’s bulge, and gave it a gentle squeeze. It felt so good to Ryan. He responded in kind reaching out and giving Grant’s bulge a squeeze.
“I’m not alone.” Ryan replied.
“Mmmm. We’re going to have some fun.” Grant responded, smiling at Ryan. “Strip down and I’ll get things ready.”
“Hey.” Ryan had another question. Grant stopped and turned around. “What about Brad, is he into them?”
“Between you and me, it is a work in progress. He will publicly deny any interest, but trust me, he gets just as hard as you and I do, and I think he is a closet enema lover. At least you and I can admit it more openly.” Ryan realized he was in good company and began to focus on getting an enema. It was a love-hate thing. He was obsessed with them and as sexually aroused as they made him, they were also, at times, really cramp-inducing and painful and caused a massive bowel expulsion. Yet, he always wanted more.
As Grant left and headed to the bathroom he called out, “Brad. Are you going to help clean Ryan out?”
From the distance Ryan heard Brad respond, “Definitely, let’s get that bag nice and full.”
Ryan began to undress, stripping to his undies and sox, the standard enema uniform his father required, and he went into the bathroom. The water was running, and he saw the enema bag hanging. Grant tested the water and adjusted the faucets. The soap was nearby. Williamson boys always got hot and soapy enemas. Ryan rubbed his cock which was trying to push its head through the waistband of his undies; he felt the enema butterflies in his belly. Being clad in just undies, he was also aware of the feelings on his skin. It was an interplay of warmth and coolness. Perhaps it was the shiver he felt thinking of the nozzle entering him and the large soapy enema filling him and causing him to have a major expulsion. He watched as Grant filled the pitcher and then added the soap. The water swirled and turned milky white. Suds appeared at the top and Ryan could see some steam coming off the top. Yes, it was the same enema his father would give him, but then again of course it would be. Grant and Brad got the same enemas as he got. Once mixed, Grant poured the hot, soapy water into the enema bag causing it to bulge and forming a head of soapsuds at the top.
Grant glanced at Ryan’s crotch and saw the large erection. He reached his hand over to Ryan and gently squeezed it. He looked into Ryan’s eyes and commented, “Mmmm, I think someone really wants his enema.” Ryan was trying to take it in. Yes, he did want it, but it felt so weird being with his cousins and knowing that it would be his cousins, both Grant and Brad, who would give him his enema. And, seeing the bulging bag with its head of suds, there were also the regular fears at enema time of would it hurt, and would he be able to take the full bag.
Brad was there to answer. “You know the rules Ryan, the whole bag, no stopping. If we have to stop, we refill the bag and start over. Got it?”
“Yes, I know, but it’s us, so we can make the rules as we want.”
“Sorry man, those are Williamson rules. Been that way for years and we’re not changing them now. You need to keep the tradition and make us proud.” It was a little bit sadistic of Brad, but he liked his newfound power. He continued, “So, lose the undies. It’s time.” He liked the idea of changing roles and seeing his cousin’s naked ass up in the air with the nozzle in it and filling with the hot soapsuds.
“This is really kind of weird.” Ryan commented tenting in his briefs.
“Yeah, but it has to be done. You know if either of our dads were here, you’d be getting it, so think of us as stand ins to make sure you are upholding the Williamson tradition.” Grant looked at Brad and the two smiled.
“Drop the briefs and into position. You know the drill.” Brad was only saying the words that had been said to him so many times when he was hesitant in getting his enema. Ryan did know the drill and started to push his undies down. They fell quickly to his ankles now exposing his full body. He had only his short athletic sox on. He kicked the undies off to the side. His cock was at full attention. He put his two hands in front of himself for modesty. Grant quickly commented.
“Don’t worry about the boner, both Brad and I get them regularly at enema time. You’re in good company.” It did help Ryan feel at ease. He let his hands go to his sides and looked at the full enema bag and the nozzle draped ready to deliver its contents. He got down on the towel on the floor on his knees and leaned forward until his elbows and forearms were also on the floor. He lowered his head and shoulders, spread his knees a bit, and made sure his ass was in the air. He had assumed that position almost weekly for years and knew what was expected. Brad spoke up.
“You’ll do fine. It’s the basic Williamson enema. I know you’ve taken them many times just like both Grant and me.”
“Yeah, I know, just depends how kind you were in adding the soap.”
“There’s enough in it for you to know you’re getting an enema and for it to clean you out.”
Brad sat on the tub edge across from Ryan and between Grant and the hanging enema bag. Grant extended his hand towards Brad signaling him to hand him the nozzle. Brad obliged. Grant got down behind Ryan on his knees.
Grant had put some lube on a Kleenex. He rolled the nozzle in the lube, coating it for an easy insertion. He then aimed the nozzle in the tub, opened the clamp, and bled the tubing of any air. “You ready?”
“Yeah.” Ryan rested his head on his crossed arms preparing for the insertion. Grant spread Ryan’s cheeks exposing his pink rosebud. He got a sniff of Ryan’s boyhood. For Grant, these were definite turn ons and his dick only grew harder. Ryan was so cute with his ass up ready to take his enema.
“OK, I’m going to inset it.” Grant touched the nozzle to Ryan’s rosebud and rubbed it around a bit to spread some of the lube. He then gently started to tease the opening pushing the nozzle in a bit at a time until with a gentle but firm push he caused the nozzle to invade Ryan’s anus. The hole opened enough to swallow the nozzle and seat itself inside. Grant gently pushed it in and out a bit, twisting as he did. Ryan let out a soft moan. “Good boy.” Grant responded. “Are you ready for your enema?”
“Yes.” Ryan’s response was muffled as his head was buried in his crossed arms preparing for the invasion.
“Brad, do you want to open the clamp?”
Brad reached for it. “It’s enema time Ryan.” And with that he released the clamp, and the boys heard the distinctive metal click.
Ryan waited in anticipation. There was a pause and then he felt it. The hot soapy water started its invasion. It was a feeling he knew all too well. He hoped the enema would go in without any cramps. He prepared himself. He had learned through the years that it was better to really try to relax himself, especially his belly. His mental image was, if he could do that, the enema water would flow in and not cramp him. Sometimes it worked and other times not. He felt a hand on his back. It was Grant rubbing it and then moving down to his butt cheeks. “How are you doing? Is it going in?”
“Oh yeah. I definitely feel it.”
“Good. Let it go in. Don’t fight it. You’re doing great.” Grant let his hands move under Ryan and gently rub his ball sack and then encircle his cock. It was semi-hard now. Grant gently stroked it. Ryan’s penis rose to full erection easily. “There you go, a little distraction to help you get the full bag in.”
“Oh God, that feels so good.”
“I think Ryan likes getting his enemas.” Brad said looking at Grant, “He’s like you.”
Grant responded, “Mmm, I’m not sure he’s not like you either. Ryan and I are probably more willing to admit it; you’re just a closet enema-boy.”
“Yeah, whatever.” Brad realized he didn’t want to engage further, feeling embarrassed and knowing his brother was right. He looked over at the bag. It was three-quarters empty. “You’re doing well Ry. You got most of it in. How are you doing?”
“I’m getting full and worried it will cramp.”
Grant responded, “Well as dad says, ‘no pain, no gain.’” He motioned to Brad with his finger in an upward motion. Brad knew what to do. He reached for the bag. It was almost empty. He took the almost empty enema bag off its hook and raised it up extending his arm fully into the air.
“Finish the bag Ryan, the whole thing.” As he raised it higher, the boys heard the gurgle of the bag emptying. Grant reached for the clamp and shut it off.
“Good boy. You took it all. Now hold on to it.”
“Guys, I’m full.”
“Yeah, and soon you’ll be cleaned out, but you have to hold it for it to work. I’m not sure how your dad does it, but ours requires 10 minutes or we get a second enema. So, start the clock, Brad.”
Brad looked at his phone, “Got it.”
“Come on guys. Let me just get rid of it. Trust me, I’m going to shit it all out.” Ryan was feeling uncomfortable.
“You can go, but we’ll just have to refill the bag and start over. It’s your choice, not our rules.” Grant just repeated what had been said to him many times having been in the same predicament.
“Ah come on, it’s starting to cramp.”
“Pant like a doggy. It will help. You need to hold it.”
Ryan started to pant. It was the pain and pleasure of the enema. It was something he had experienced before. As he concentrated on trying to relieve it, he felt Grant again rubbing his back.
“It’s OK Ryan. You can do it.” He again reached under Ryan and encircled his cock ad stroked it. “It’s good for you. I’ll help distract you. That a boy. Try to relax. Let the enema work.”
Ryan started to get hard again. Grant took hold of the nozzle and while stroking Ryan’s cock, he moved the nozzle in and out. It only caused Ryan to get harder. “There you go. Let me help you. It’s OK.”
The feelings were intense for Ryan. His belly was full of hot, soapy enema water, the nozzle was stimulating his anus and prostate, and Gant was jerking him off. He realized how hard he was and how turned on. Grant knew it.
“Ryan, let it happen man. You’re OK. Let yourself cum. It will feel great.” Grant knew the feeling and wanted Ryan to experience it. He increased his efforts at jerking Ryan off. Ryan was initially very embarrassed being there getting the enema from his cousins, but the feelings were so intense. He got lost in his head. Grant was very skilled and soon Ryan reached a point of no return. He felt it build up and then knew it was going to happen.
“Oh, oh, oh.” He arched his back a bit and thrusted a bit into Grant’s hand. “I’m going to cum.” Grant continued to jerk him off and play with the nozzle in Ryan’s ass and then it happened. One squirt of cum was followed by a couple more jets shooting out of his cock and landing on the towel underneath him. He started to breathe again. “Oh my God.” Grant continued to pump him until Ryan reached back and stopped him. The room was silent aside from Ryan’s heavy breathing. The boys collected themselves.
“Oh my God, that was amazing. But honestly, I am really full and need to dump.”
Grant looked at Brad, “Did he hold it long enough?”
“Oh yeah, he met the mark and hit it too.” Brad had a smile on his face.
“Good boy.” Grant complimented. He took the nozzle out of Ryan and put it in the tub. Ryan got up slowly and pivoted to the toilet. Almost as soon as he sat down the first gush of the enema came out. There was a pause and then more enema followed. There were occasional plunks mixed in with the water. Ryan would grimace a bit and then relax as the water evacuated. Grant had sat back down on the bathroom floor and Brad was still sitting on the tub edge. The three boys looked at each other. Each knew the expel was always a relief.
“I bet you’ve never had an enema like that before.” Grant posited.
“Yeah, that was pretty intense.” More water and shit came out of him.
“I think Grant is becoming the master enema giver.” Brad commented.
“Oh?” Ryan looked up quizzically.
“Brad got the same treatment earlier.”
“Yeah, blew me away too.” Brad responded. “He definitely knows how to give a good enema.”
“Thanks bro. Happy to oblige.”
Ryan finished up and Grant started to clean up.
Brad got up and started to leave, “Good job Ryan. You’re going to sleep well tonight.”
“Yeah. All right, I need to clean up a bit here, maybe take a shower.” He did and then joined Grant and Brad in the family room. Both boys were on their phones when Ryan arrived.
“You doing OK?” Grant asked looking at Ryan.
“Yeah, definitely cleaned out.”
“I know the feeling. That’s the way it should be.”
Ryan joined them and pulled his phone out. All three were glued to their phones. There was an occasional laugh as one of the boys saw a funny TikTok, and there was some sharing of cute memes. After a bit, Brad spoke up.
“Guys, I’m really beat. I’m going to head to bed.” Brad looked tired.
“Yeah, me too.” Ryan seconded.
“OK. See you tomorrow.” Grant had little else to say. They turned the lights out and went to their rooms, got ready for bed, doing the usual procedures – brush teeth, wash up, and pee.
The house became dark and quiet. Ryan was in the guest room with the lights out. Some moonlight came in through the window providing a dim light. He was on his phone before putting his head down to sleep. He scrolled through Tumblr, Instagram, and watched some TikTok. He thought he heard a knock on his door.
When he looked, he saw the door crack open and a figure there. He was pretty sure it was Grant.
“Grant?” He asked to be sure.
“Yeah. You awake?”
“Yeah.”
“Can I come in?”
“Sure.” Grant came in and shut the door. He went over to the bed and sat down next to Ryan.
“How you doing?” He asked.
“Good.” Ryan turned his phone off.
“Belly OK?”
“Yeah, totally cleaned out. Probably won’t shit for a couple of days.”
“Yeah, enemas do that.” There was some tension in the air. “You were pretty hot taking it.”
“Yeah. You are definitely skilled at giving them, and you looked pretty turned on doing it.” The boys had not discussed their sexuality, but truth be told, both had in the back of their heads that the other was gay, and with tonight’s activities, they also were coming to recognize enemas as another shared interest.
Though the light was low in the room, Ryan could see the outline of Grant’s erection through his shorts. Ryan slept naked. The conversation was making his penis start to harden again though it was hidden by the bed covers. “I did like giving it to you.” Grant admitted.
Ryan reached out to Grant and put his hand onto Grant’s back. He gradually moved it forward to Grant’s thigh, then the inner thigh, and finally rubbed up against Grant’s erect cock. “You turn me on.”
“And you do me.” Grant reached out to touch Ryan. Ryan turned on his back and pushed the covers down to his waist allowing his bulge to be more obvious. Grant touched Ryan’s chest and worked his hand down to his belly, and finally under the bed covers to rub Ryan’s growing erection. Ryan’s smooth toned body was gorgeous to Grant. He took his shirt off and pulled his shorts down and off, leaving just his underpants on. Ryan pulled him closer, so he was lying next to Ryan who had pushed the covers down allowing Grant greater access to his body. Ryan laid in bed on his back with his cock standing straight up. Grant took it in his hand and stroked it.
“Oh my God. That feels so good.” Grant moved closer and placed his mouth on Ryan’s cock. He started to suck him off. Ryan rubbed Grant’s head as he was being sucked. He let his head go back on the pillow taking in the amazing feeling of his cousin giving him a blowjob. Grant took his mouth away and looked at Ryan. Both boys smiled. This felt good for both of them.
“You know I’m totally cleaned out?” Ryan said to Gant.
“Yes, I know.” Grant let his hand work its way down between Ryan’s legs and into his crack. He gently slid his finger along the crack. Ryan spread his knees and legs to allow Grant greater access. Ryan reached for Grant’s very erect cock and stroked it. He pushed Grant’s underpants down and Grant helped pushing them to his ankles and then kicking them off, so he too was naked.
“I want you in me.” Ryan said, and then added, “Please fuck me.”
“Mmm, you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes. I want you inside me.” Ryan was totally turned on. He was a bottom boy and Grant knew it. Grant was only too happy to oblige his enema-boy bottom cousin. “There’s lube in my bag right there.” Grant reached for the bag and found the lube. He maneuvered himself om his knees towards the foot of the bed and between Ryan’s legs. He spread some lube on his dick and then, using his finger, he let it rest on Ryan’s crack. Ryan flexed his knees a bit and spread them lifting his legs in the process and inviting Grant’s finger. Grant slid his finger further in the crack until it rested at Ryan’s rosebud. He tickled it a bit, touching it and gently moving the finger in and out each time until he finally inserted his finger inside of Ryan. Ryan let out a small gasp. Grant moved his finger inside of Ryan, lubing him, and then letting it come to rest on Ryan’s prostate. He gently massaged it. Grant took Ryan’s penis in his other hand and while massaging the prostate began to stroke Ryan. “Oh my God, that feels so good.”
“Yeah, it does, doesn’t it, kind of like getting an enema.”
“Yeah. I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, please. I want your cock inside of me.” Ryan had a begging quality in his voice.
Grant removed his finger from Ryan’s ass and lifted Ryan’s ankles up placing them on his shoulders and shimmied himself up so that the tip of his penis kissed Ryan’s rosebud. “I’ll go slow. Tell me if it hurts.”
“Yes, please fuck me.” Ryan was very turned on, his penis still erect. Grant started to push and enter Ryan. He could tell the agony/ecstasy Ryan felt. “Just relax and let me in.” Grant pushed further. Ryan relaxed and Grant’s cock entered all the way. It felt so good. Grant could feel Ryan’s inner warmth as his rectum encircled his cock. He started to push back and forth.
“You doing OK?”
“Oh God yes. Fuck me.” Grant started to increase his pumping. It was clear that Ryan liked it.
It did not take long as Grant had been very horny after giving Ryan his enema. The crescendo was evident. Grant lost himself in fucking Ryan. His body tensed and then it happened. His breathing quickened and he let out soft moans. He exploded his cum into Ryan’s ass, almost a cum enema. Ryan could feel Grant’s seed filling his rectum. He embraced and held onto Grant as Grant climaxed. Grant continued to thrust and then came to rest on Ryan hugging him and catching his breath.
‘Oh my God, that was so fucking good.” Grant said through his heavy breathing.
“Yeah.” Ryan agreed. The boys caught their breath. Both boys enjoyed being naked and feeling the touch and warmth of the other’s body.
As he recovered, Ryan happened to turn his head toward the door and looked. What he saw shocked him. It was a figure standing there. Looking more closely he could see that it was Brad. As he focused more in the dim light, Brad was standing there shirtless with his hand down his pants stroking himself watching Ryan and Grant. “Oh…Hi.” Ryan was not sure what else to say. Grant then looked.
“I didn’t know that the party was continuing.” Brad said still stroking himself.
Grant, always witty, said “Well, happy you could join us. When I left you, you were dead asleep.”
“You two weren’t the most quiet.”
Ryan motioned, “Come here.” Brad moved closer and next to the bed. Ryan reached out and felt Brad’s bulge. “Seems you liked what you saw.” What neither Grant nor Brad knew is that Ryan had had a crush on Brad since he entered puberty. Many a night he would jerkoff to the thought of being with Brad. He realized that tonight might be his chance to make the fantasy a reality. He reached for the waistband of Brad’s shorts and pushed them down exposing Brad’s underpants and his dick pressing to get out. He rubbed Brad’s cock and then moved to lower his underpants. Brad did not need any invitation, he pushed them down freeing his erection to stand straight out. Ryan took it in his hand and stroked it. He pulled Brad closer, and then moved to the edge of the bed. He opened his mouth and with his tongue started to lick Brad’s cock continuing to stroke it. Grant had moved behind and lying parallel to Ryan. He watched as his brother approached and how Ryan went to please him. Grant reached out and started to rub Ryan’s back and butt and reached forward to Ryan’s cock and played with it. He also reached down to his own cock which, a bit sticky from his cumshot, surprisingly was getting hard again. Ryan looked at Brad as he serviced him. Brad was so hot. His toned body qualified him as an Adonis. Brad closed his eyes and took in how good it felt getting a blow job from Ryan. Ryan took his mouth away and asked Brad, “Have you ever fucked a guy?” Ryan knew Brad was probably straight but wondered if that was in fact true.
“No.” Brad responded.
“You look like you need some relief. Would you fuck me?” Ryan, of course really wanted Brad in him.
“Would you like me to fuck you?” It was awkward for Brad, but he was feeling very horny. Besides, it was family, the boys had played around before, it was in the privacy of his home, and only his older brother was there. Brad tried to rationalize it but in reality, his hormones were really making the decision.
“Yes.”
Brad got up on the bed where Grant had been. Grant stroked Ryan’s cock which had become semi-erect again. He handed his brother the lube.
“He’s already pretty lubed from me.” Brad spread the lube on his cock and Ryan lifted his legs and ankles in the air and then brought them down on Brad’s shoulders as Brad moved closer. He touched the tip of his penis to Ryan’s rosebud and started to exert pressure. He had never fucked a guy before, but it was intuitive. As he pushed, he felt himself enter Ryan and Ryan’s ass close in and hug his cock. It felt amazing. He was very horny and wanted to drop a load. He started to thrust back and forth.
Ryan loved having his cousin in him. Ryan demanded, “Fuck me, fuck me.” He wanted it. Brad accelerated in his thrusting. Grant continued to stroke Ryan who was now very hard. It did not take much as Brad had been jerking off during Grant and Ryan’s play.
“Oh my God Ryan, you are so tight. This feels amazing.” Brad loved the feeling. He went back and forth. His breathing quickened. The orgasm was starting to develop deep inside him. He fucked Ryn harder wanting to shoot his cum deep inside his cousin. “Oh, oh, oh.” It was clear what was happening. Ryan and Grant marveled at how hot their brother and cousin was as he orgasmed. He let out a final cry, “Ooooooh” and did a bunch of final thrusts clearly sending his seed deep into Ryan’s ass. He then collapsed onto Ryan. “Oh my God, that was so fucking amazing.” He could not say anything more. They both enjoyed the feeling, Ryan with Brad’s penis deep inside him and Brad feeling Ryan’s ass tight around his cock. Ryan loved feeling Brad’s warm body on top of his and held onto him. Finally, Brad pulled himself out of Ryan and moved to the other side. Grant continued to stroke Ryan who was still feeling very excited. He moved closer and put his mouth on Ryan’s cock. This seemed to drive Ryan nuts.
“Oh, that feels so good.” Grant stroked him as he sucked. He could see Ryan building up. He removed his mouth and focused on stroking him. Grant reached down with his other hand and let his finger enter Ryan’s well lubricated ass. Grant massaged Ryan’s prostate while jerking him off. Ryan put his head back and his breathing quickened. He began to arch his back and thrust more responding to Grant’s efforts. Grant knew Ryan was getting ready to cum.
“Oh, oh, oh.” Ryan let out the guttural sounds. He tightened his ass around Grant’s finger. As did, his cock started to spurt thick white steams of jism. It landed on his belly and chest. Grant continued to pump him until Ryan put his hand on Grant’s signaling that changeover from ecstasy to pain. Grant just let his hand rest on Ryan’s cock, itself decorated with a thread of cum. “Oh fuck, Oh my God. That was so amazing.”
All three boys were on the bed on their backs and all three had cum. Grant broke the silence, “I’d call that an eventful evening and good family bonding.”
Brad just snickered. “You guys are too much for me.”
Grant responded, “I don’t know. You seemed to be able to rise to the occasion and enjoy.”
“Yeah, it was amazing.”
Ryan was still taking it all in. “Wow. Yeah. Not sure I’ve had that much fun in quite a while. Also, not sure in a million years I would imagine that hanging out with my cousins could be so much fun.”
“Oh yeah.” Brad quipped. Not one to hang around, he added, “Ryan, thank you for hosting me, but I think I am going back to my bed. I know I will sleep well. Thanks buddy.” He tousled Ryan’s hair, got out of bed, picked up his shorts and briefs and left.
Grant moved closer to Ryan. He took the towel and wiped up the cum from Ryan’s chest and belly, then reached for the covers and pulled them up to their necks. He moved closer to Ryan. “Can I stay with you and cuddle?”
“Yes.” Ryan took Grant’s arm and pulled it close. He moved on his side and Grant moved closer to spoon with Ryan. Grant rubbed Ryan’s shoulders and back. Both boys were naked and enjoyed the warmth they felt in each other’s closeness.
“You were amazing man. First the enema, and then letting us fuck you. Thank you. It was so hot.”
“Yes, it was quite a day. It felt so good. I’m happy we can have this type of relationship and it did not freak you out.”
“I know, probably not what the Williamson boys are expected to do.”
“Yeah, definitely not, though they are all into enemas.”
“Oh yeah, big time. I can’t believe that others haven’t expanded it a bit and had their carnal pleasures.”
“Yes, it is hard to think they haven’t.”
Grant moved closer to Ryan and snuggled with him and in short time, both boys were fast asleep.
When Ryan awoke the next morning, there was some rays of sun entering the room previously lit by the moon. The smell of bacon caught his attention. He turned on his back to find the bed empty. Grant must have gotten up. He laid there a few minutes and went through the events of the day and night before. It still was surreal. An enema and then getting fucked twice and especially by Brad, such a hot stud. Ryan reached down and felt his cock. It was hard again but as he focused on it, he realized that he really had to pee. He got up and put his underpants, shorts and T-shirt on and went to the bathroom, relieved himself, threw some water on his face, and brushed his teeth. He then headed downstairs to the kitchen.
“Hey sleepy head.” Grant was at the stove fixing breakfast. He was in a particularly good mood. “Sleep well?”
“Oh yeah. I didn’t hear you get up.”
“Yeah, you seemed passed out. I’m making us breakfast. There is orange juice in the fridge and the Keurig over there will make you some coffee if you want. Help yourself, you know your way around.”
“Great.” Ryan went over and got a glass and some orange juice. “Thanks for cooking.”
“Yeah, no problem.”
“Can I do anything?”
“No, just chill. I got it.”
Ryan sat down at the table. Grant seemed efficient in the kitchen and had put out some muffins on a plate and had the bacon made and was finishing up the eggs. As he did, Brad came downstairs and entered the kitchen. He was like a model in his T and sport shorts. His muscular arms and legs in full view.
“Morning guys.” Ryan looked at him. Brad was still quite a hunk. Between his boyish looks, athletic build, and coy personality, Ryan found himself looking at Brad probably more than he should. Brad got some OJ and came over to the table. “Do you want me to do anything?”
“No. I’m set. Just sit down.” Grant served the eggs, passed the plates, and then came over himself and sat down. The three boys dug into the feast Gant had prepared. It really was a straightforward bacon and egg breakfast, but Ryan felt the hospitality as well as the comradery of his cousins. The boys talked about different things enjoying each other’s company. None mentioned the events of the day and night before.
As they finished eating Grant asked Brad, “So what are your plans for today?”
“Kirk and I are going to hang out, maybe with some of the other guys from the team.” Brad enjoyed lacrosse and he and Kirk had been co-captains in high school but still got together when home.
“When are mom and dad coming home?”
“Mom texted me saying that they would be home later this afternoon probably around dinnertime and suggested when they get here, we could order Chinese.”
“Sweet. What are you guys going to do?”
“I don’t know. We haven’t really talked about it.”
“OK, cool. I’m going to get dressed and go. Thanks again.” And with that Brad got up, took his dishes to the sink, and headed out of the kitchen and upstairs. That left Grant and Ryan in the kitchen alone.
“Hey, thanks.” Ryan said to Grant. It was clear that Ryan meant for more than breakfast. Grant knew it. They had had a shared time that would change the nature of their relationship. Grant got up and started to clear the dishes. Ryan followed and helped. The two boys worked together to clean things up. At the end, while Gant was at the sink cleaning the final pans, Ryan came to him from behind. He put his hands on Grant’s shoulders and then slowly moved them to Grant’s hips and then in front gently rubbing Grant’s crotch from behind.
He moved his mouth close to Grant’s ear. “We do have plans.”
“Oh” Grant whispered back to Ryan keeping his head focused on the dishes.
“Yeah, you’re getting a big, hot, and soapy enema.”
“Mmmmm, please.”