Fiona felt that it was finally time to address what had happened one week earlier. With all of her training, she should have been able to compartmentalize things. But her mind kept returning to the feeling of Alan's cock in her hand, erupting in cum as she held the enema nozzle in his ass. The gush of semen had been so warm. The thought of that warmth returned to her when their hands brushed as he helped her do the dishes, and again when he handed her a hammer as they did repairs. She had to keep her eyes from wandering down his body. What would it be like to have him stop right here, lower his pants, and examine him?
She was in denial, at first, over her erotic interest in repeating what had happened. She justified her feelings as a concern for Alan's health. New research, she found, suggested that prostate stimulation coupled with ejaculation was very beneficial for men's health, especially young men. Alan's prostate had felt a little swollen, something she couldn't just overlook.
The thought of what had happened also stuck with Alan. At first he was upset. It was humiliating to cum like that and in front of his own aunt. But that embarrassment soon transformed into arousal. Alan would stroke his cock in his room, thinking of what had happened. He found himself sneaking into aunt Fiona's room find her enema equipment. At first he would just look at it. He almost worked up the nerve to use it one day when she wasn't home. He was so curious to repeat the experience, even if just by himself. But before Alan could take matters into his own hands, Fiona offered to do it herself.
Fiona waited until they were both relaxing on a Sunday afternoon to approach Alan about a new plan of treatment.
"Alan, I wanted to address something. Now there's nothing to be ashamed about, even though it may be uncomfortable to discuss."
Alan looked up at Fiona with a look of confusion. He had an idea of what she was going to say, but he was still afraid to hear it. Even if this was what he secretly wanted, it was hard to admit, even to himself.
"I wanted to ask about both your digestive and sexual health. Maybe we should start with the easier topic: have you been regular?"
"Uh, yeah. Yeah pretty much."
"Pretty much?"
"You know, basically every day."
"Hm. And sexually? Are you sexually active?"
Alan blushed.
"Aunt Fiona, I know you're a nurse and all, but is this really your business? I don't have an STD or anything."
"I ask because when I was checking you last week, your prostate felt a little swollen. That's unusual in a man of your age. If you aren't ejaculating regularly, you raise your risk of certain forms of cancer. Now I don't know if you're sneaking off during the week to kiss one of the local girls or masturbating. Both are perfectly normal, but it's my responsibility this summer to make sure you're healthy. Understand?"
Alan flushed when he heard his aunt take this tone. She was usually so sweet, but he realized that there was no negotiating. She was in charge.
"Ok, save me the lecture. Yeah, I jerk off sometimes. Is that what you want to hear?"
If Alan was to be entirely honest, he would admit that he jerked off thinking about his aunt, imagining her stripping out of her scrubs and wrapping her warm mouth around his hard cock. She must have good technique after all those years. Sometimes he imagined her taking her patients in her mouth too. He shook off the thought, it was getting him excited.
Fiona was dismayed that things were getting heated. Alan was understandably embarrassed and defensive. She tried to channel her bedside manner while remaining in control.
"Alan, I'm sorry if this is all intrusive. Let me rephrase: it seems like what I did last week provided you a lot of relief. I am going to do another 'exam,' very quickly, to determine whether it would be useful to continue that treatment. I recognize that this may be embarrassing, but it's important that you let me do this. Do you understand?"
"Treatment?"
"Your mother doesn't have to hear about this Alan. I'd just like your summer to be as comfortable and healthy as possible."
Alan's first instinct was to protest, to insist that his aunt leave him alone. But he also realized that they could replay what had happened last week. What exact treatment was it that his aunt was offering him? His cock was hard. Nobody would have to know. Why was he protesting?
"Ok, yeah, fine."
Fiona smiled. He wanted this, and both of them knew it.
"In that case, why don't you finish your juice, and I'll set things up then call you from your bedroom. How does that sound? No solid foods for now, just in case."
"Yeah, whatever."
Alan's performance fooled neither of them.
Fiona stood up, patted Alan on the shoulder, then went to work preparing. Alan wondered what it was that he'd just submitted to. He could feel his palms grow damp as he waited. Ten minutes later, he heard his aunt's call. He noticed that his cock, already hard in anticipation, was visibly pressing against his sweat pants. Even though there was no real need to hide things, he rearranged his junk to make it less obvious as he walked back to his room.
He found Fiona looking cheerful and sitting on his bed. She was wearing the same tight-fitting scrubs that she had worn the week before. Her blond hair was up in a clip. A box of latex gloves and a tube of lubricant sat on his bedside table. A disposable pad was on the center of the bed next to Fiona.
"Don't mind the pad. I just thought that it might be useful, given how things went last week. Could you please lay down on it and pull down your pants for me? I'd like to check your rectum and prostate again."
She could see the bulge in Alan's pants and noticed that he didn't even pretend to make a fuss as he lay down on the bed and complied. Yes, it did seem that he wanted the treatment she had to offer. She quickly snapped on a pair of gloves, lubricated a finger, then reached down to spread Alan's buttocks.
"This will feel a bit cool."
Fiona placed her finger into her nephew's waiting rectum. She took her time, swirling the lubricated fingertip on his sensitive hole. She had promised to be quick, but Alan's hard cock was a sign that he wouldn't be protesting if she lingered. After a minute of lightly rubbing his rosebud, she pressed down and entered him. Alan could tell that his aunt was moving more slowly now. She knew the reaction this would get, and it took all of his self-control to control his breathing as she penetrated him.
He wasn't as backed up this time, she noted as she pressed deeper. She reached his prostate, ran her finger along it a few times, and noticed how Alan again wiggled his hips. This wasn't a sign of discomfort. His prostate remained slightly enlarged. Fiona took her time rubbing it before removing her finger and disposing of her gloves.
"There's good news and bad news. The good news is that you do seem to be more regular. The bad news is that your prostate remains slightly enlarged. I'd like to go ahead and give you an enema, then massage your prostate. The enema will make the prostate massage a little more comfortable. Because you're not backed up, the enema shouldn't be so bad, ok?"
Alan nodded. He felt relieved that he could give himself over to this and didn't need to say more. The enema last time had been uncomfortable mainly because he'd had to hide his response. Now, presumably, he could simply let it happen. Already his aunt's vigorous fingering of his asshole had caused his cock to begin to leak. He felt it press against the softness of the pad below.
"It will only take a moment to fill the enema bag. Why don't you sit up on your knees with your bottom in the air. It seemed like the bed caused a little friction last time."
Fiona smiled to herself. She hadn't been entirely sure whether she should suggest such this "treatment," but Alan's quiet submissiveness assured her that she had made the right decision. He did as she said, and she glanced to see that his cock was already hard. When she returned with the bag full of warm water a minute later, his cock remained firm. Would he make it through the whole bag this time? She pulled on a new pair of gloves.
"You know the drill now sweetie, I'm just going to insert the nozzle, then I'll let the water flow in. Tell me to stop if you feel any cramping."
Alan gave a quiet "ok." He felt the nozzle make its way in to his already lubricated hole. His cock strained, both at the sensation of the insertion and the knowledge that his aunt could see his hard cock protruding out from underneath him. She clicked the tube on and saw his body wince at the surge of warm water.
"How's that temperature. I know I always prefer them warm like this."
"Mhmm," was all Alan could say. Then it struck him that she had just alluded to her own enjoyment of enemas. As with everything else so far this summer, he thought it better not to ask, to simply take what was given. What had been uncomfortable before now felt relaxing. He let the pressure in his abdomen grow as the water filled him.
