Joy knew that Charlie was using again. She'd suspected it for a while, but she hadn't wanted to confront him and find out the truth. Now he was sitting on her couch and confessing it all to her, begging for her to help him. He was telling her about a doctor he had found on the east side of town who could help him out. He just needed her help with the fees.
"I don't have any money to spare, Charlie"
"I don't want your money, Sis. What I need is to bring you with me. He said if I brought you with me I could start on his rehab program."
"He will give you free rehab if I just show up. Charlie nobody gives anything away for free."
Joy could tell he was hiding something and it took her a while to get it out of him. At first she was shocked and horrified. but she loved her little brother a lot, and listening to him beg for her help just broke her 22 year old heart.
"Are you sure this guy can't do anything?"
"Yeah, he told me so. He's real old and he's kind of frail, but he likes to look. All you'd have to do is come with me tomorrow night and he'll start my treatment. While I'm getting the IV medication he has invented to end addiction, all you have to do is get undressed for him and let him jerk off while he watches you masturbate. No faking though. He wants you to show him YOUR cum and lick it off your fingers. "
"Geez, Charlie, that is a little kinky."
"I know it sounds strange, but who would it hurt, and you would be saving me."
Joy reluctantly agreed to accompany her brother to see Dr. DuFay. His office was not in one of the modern buildings down town, but in an old Victorian mansion complete with turrets and stained glass windows. After being admitted by a manservant, the brother and sister were lead into a small sitting room, which opened onto a sort of infirmary, which contained a hospital bed and an IV set up.
When the doctor entered the room he made Joy's skin crawl. He was in a motorized wheel chair and looked like someone had taken him out of the grave. His bony fingers were nearly skeletal and Joy shivered as he held her small hand in both of his bony ones.
"You are as lovely as your brother described. Did he tell you what I require of you?"
"Yes, he did."
"And you agree?"
Joy nodded her head, too embarrassed to speak in front of this repulsive man. It was only her love for Charlie, that made her continue.
"Charlie, unbutton her blouse so that I can see her breasts, but don't remove her bra."
Joy and Charlie both looked uncomfortable. Although they had talked freely about their sexual exploits to each other, they had never crossed the line of incest. Dr. DuFay seemed to assume that it was the most natural thing in the world for a brother to expose his sister's tits.
Joy was having second thoughts, but she could read the pleading in Charlie's eyes and she allowed him to open each button and slowly remove her blouse.
"Beautiful, my angel. How big are your tits?"
"Forty-two DD."
"I like the little lace bra you have on. Leave it for now. Charlie, remove her skirt and slide it down over her hips slowly. "
Charlie obeyed, but in order to slide the skirt down slowly he had to keep his hands on his sisters hips."
"What do you think , Charlie, Is she beautiful?"
"Our agreement was for me to masturbate in front of you, not for you to make my brother molest me. "
"Ah, you have spirit. I like that.. Very well, then, go ahead."
The last thing Joy felt like doing was masturbating in front of her brother and this strange weird man. Try as she may she could not stimulate herself enough to cum. The doctor only glanced over his shoulder at her once in a while, as he got the IV started with a clear saline drip. He had two smaller bags, which he was preparing to start piggy-back, but he left that task unfinished while he waited for Joy to produce results.
"Having trouble?"