Date: Mon, 20 Apr 2009 07:13:02 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Johnnie's So Long at the Fair, Part Three" bv Jay Roberts  Gay Sci/fi fantasy

The boys pushed open the door and stood dumbfounded at the threshold,
blinking their eyes at the scene inside.  The room was tiled in pure white.
There were very bright florescent fixtures almost covering the ceiling.
The place was lit blindingly with light.  But it was the two figures that
were standing on either side of a double bed, set at chest height.  They
were smiling with enough ivory to fit a grand piano's keys.  They were
identical twins, obviously, sharing the same blond hair and fair skin.
These were outdoorsmen.  One could see from their tree-trunk like legs and
the muscles in their arms and their thick necks.  But withal they were
handsome as hell, in a Nazi recruiting poster look seeking new members for
Hitler's youth.

The boy's first impression was not far off.  The blondes spoke with heavy
accents.  "I am Fritz und dis is Hans."  Both of the twins held out ham
like hands attached to muscular forearms.

Over the loudspeaker the accursed voice crackled.  "These boys stayed on
just for you two.  No one else can do their job.  Please do everything they
tell you to, you will find that you will remember this fourth station as
the best."

Hans or Fritz, they never knew which one was which said, "Gentlemen, please
to remove your robes and arrange yourselves on your zides, facing each
other."

"No kissing," giggled the other beauty.  "Ve are going to administer an
enema to each of you.  There is a sedative in the perfect temperature water
that will relax you both."

Oliver started to bet up.  "Look you storm troopers, I haven't had an enema
since I was six years old.  I think we need to get the dwarf to get our
clothes and let us go home."

One of the German boys laughed and put a small vial against Oliver's nose.
In a moment, Oliver was smiling happily.  "An enema is just what I need to
end this glorious day."  He pushed his face against Johnnie's and pushed
out his lips and placed a long warm kiss on his friend's lips.  Johnnie was
ecstatic and returned the kiss, even though he knew his friend was zonked
and would not have done it otherwise.

Meanwhile the twins were bustling around preparing the enema solution.  The
beakers were hung on rolling poles on each side of the raised bed.  Johnnie
felt capable hands spreading his ass cheeks and a very small nozzle was
inserted.  He hardly felt it, it was much smaller than the usual, but in a
moment he felt wetness entering his anal canal.

He started at Oliver to see how he was making out.  Oliver had that same
goofy smile on his face.  He was in bliss from the inhaler before and now
the sedative entering his insides.  Johnnie felt his friend's penis extend
and prod him.  He remembered that he had discovered that Oliver had
discovered for himself that he was an ass man.  The pleasant water sprayed
his prostate.  He felt it.  It was wonderful.  He pushed out his lips for
another kiss and Johnnie obliged, knowing this might never happen again.

Johnnie's belly began to feel full.  There was that sensation of fullness,
but no pain.  It must be the drug in the solution.  He also realized that
time had passed.  He and Oliver both were going in and out of
consciousness.  Finally Fritz, or was it Hans, announced in stentorian
voices, "We haf completed the first colon fill.  Ve vill help you bof to
obtain a commode to expel the fluid."

They moved the boy's legs to the side and then each German grabbed his
charge around the waist and walked them into the gleaming white room in
which two toilets were waiting.  They placed each kid on a commode and blew
kisses at them.  "You vill now happily shit,"

The boys were now coming out of their fog.  "Hey Oliver.  I never shit in
front of someone.  It's going to smell awful.  Can you take it?"

But Oliver didn't answer as his face was screwing up and there was a loud
sound of escaping gas and plopping noises as he relaxed his sphincter
muscles and let the shit rip.

Johnnie was going into a sexual hazy watching his friend being controlled
by his colon, totally in the throes of emptying, but then, his own
explosion over came him as loud farts and groans of discomfort and loud
sounds of fecal material sliding out of his pulsing ass hole.

Finally the two boys were finished.  Nothing further could be expelled.
They started to get up, but they were both weak and slumped back on the
john.  Just in time, the two muscular Rhinelanders appeared.  Even though
Johnnie was still slumped and dazed, he noticed that the husky blonds had
removed their shirts and were dressed in tight underwear bottoms.  For the
first time, they saw that the blonds had big perky asses that reached out
sexily to form a shelf just under their backbones.  These pale strong-boys
were quite attractive.  The large bulges in the underwear were very
apparent and the slabs of muscular pecs with tiny pink tits were also nice.

The bare cheated attendants walk/carried the boys back to the bed.  "Now is
necessary for the final clearing of ze colon, This will leave you wery
happy and clean."

The boys were so groggy from their heavy empting that they barely heard
what the attendants said.  In a moment they were arranged on the bed facing
each other and almost immediately they felt the capable hands spreading
their ass cheeks and the spout inserted.  Oliver, the ass man sighed in
contentment.

"Ziss fluid ve are introducing contains und reviver.  You vill feel
refreshed."  And the other German youth added softly, "Und wery sexy, yes."

The boys smiled lazily at each other as the enema began.  In a few moments,
Oliver could see that Johnnie's face was changing.  His eyes were dropping
and his pretty mouth was slack.  The kid was as happy as a pig in mud.  But
Johnnie was also unconsciously putting on a show for his friend as his
tongue lolled out and saliva dribbled down his cute chin.

The German hunks didn't fall to notice either and they whispered to each
other that they would get these boys into giving sex, after they discharged
the current load of drugged water.  The time finally came when they had
accepted the entire beaker of water.  The blond twins helped them up,
warning, "Keep your asses tight sweeties, we don't vant any dirty water on
the carpet." But both boys were so dreamy, they hardly heard the comments
as they gratefully sat their young asses on the toilet seats and let it
rip.  There was a loud noise of water sloshing into the commodes.  When
there was no more to squeeze out, the blond twins told them to stand up and
look into the toilets.  "Zee, no brown water.  You are now colon-ized,
clean and sweet.  Now you go back for a little rest."

They helped the boys the bed, this time the boys lay back to back, their
eyes almost closing in naptime surrender.  The Germans covered their nude
bodies with warmed blankets and the boys murmured in gratitude.

Hans, who seemed to be the leader, said, "Sleepy boys, you need a bottle.
One like ziss."  He pulled his big, smooth, foreskin covered sausage out
and put the moist tip on Johnnie's full mouth.  Johnnie's mouth opened.  He
was back in his baby days and this was his nappy bottle.  He sucked gently.

"Yess, you baby, you vant milch, Aryan boy's milk.  Zoon it will flow into
your mouth."

The twin was on the other side of the bed.  Oliver was still half asleep so
he inserted his fat finger into Oliver's pretty mouth.  Oliver licked it
enthusiastically as if it were a candy cane.  "Ach, he's a natural zucker.
I must get my pecker into that hot mouth."  Immediately he extracted his
smooth pale, now dripping cock to replace his finger.  Oliver opened
gratefully and began a vigorous sucking.  He wanted his bottle so bad.

The boys in their regressed state were murmuring happily as they sucked
away, the room being filled with the sound of sighs and sucks.  Now new
sounds echoed as the German's were nearing their orgasms.  Curses in
German, loud groans and finally high-pitched screams as their cocks spilled
over into the sucking lad's mouths.  The boys, like good children, drank
all the man milk, smacking their lips in gratitude.

The twins wiped their still dripping cocks, their faces red and still
breathing heavily.  They snapped to attention as the loud speaker crackled.
"Good work Nazis.  You pay is waiting at the front office.  You really
should pay me.  You had such fun."

About a half hour later the boys woke up.  They smiled sheepishly at each
other.  Johnnie said, "Wow, I really feel clean."

"Hey look over there," Oliver said.  There were their clothes washed dried
and ironed, even the tee shirts.

They dressed and opened the door.  The hall no longer had flashing lights.
It was just a bare hall.  They found their bikes parked were they had left
them, at the front door.  The bikes were polished and the tires shined.

As they led the bikes outside into the late afternoon sun, Johnnie said, "I
feel good, but I think I'll just walk the bike home.

"Me too," agreed Oliver, then he brightened up.  "Say tomorrow my folks are
going to be away for two days.  Why don't you sleep over."  Then with a big
smile and flashing eyes he said, "We can have our own Fair."

End