Sinful Midnight Encounters

I’m lying in bed, feeling like absolute crap. My period has decided to make an appearance, and I’m stuck with a throbbing headache and a body that aches all over. The clock on my nightstand reads 4 AM, and the only sound I can hear is the creaking of the old house and Ben’s gentle snores coming from the other room.

I need to shit, but the thought of getting out of bed makes me want to cry. I’m too weak, too tired, and too sick. That’s when I remember that I have a willing servant, aka my little brother Ben, who’s always eager to please me.

“Ben,” I call out, trying to sound as weak and pitiful as possible.

He stumbles into my room, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Emily, what’s wrong? Do you need some water or something?”

I give him my best “I’m dying” look. “I need your help, Ben. I really need to go to the bathroom, but I don’t think I can make it.”

Ben’s face contorts with concern. “Do you want me to help you to the bathroom?”

I shake my head, trying to look as pathetic as possible. “No, I don’t think I can even sit up. Can you…can you just bring me a bucket or something?”

Ben nods, still looking worried. “Okay, sis. I’ll get you a bucket.”

He returns with a large bucket, and I can see the hesitation in his eyes. “Emily, are you sure you can’t just go to the bathroom? This is going to be really gross.”

I give him a weak smile. “I’m sorry, Ben. I just really need your help right now. Please, just hold the bucket for me.”

Ben sighs and positions himself next to me, holding the bucket. I take a deep breath, trying to relax my muscles. As I start to shit, Ben’s face turns green, and he looks like he’s about to gag.

But he doesn’t move. He just stands there, holding the bucket, as I fill it with my disgusting mess. When I’m finally done, he looks up at me with a mixture of relief and disgust.

“Thanks, Ben,” I say, trying to sound as sweet as possible. “You’re the best brother ever.”

Ben forces a smile. “Anytime, sis. But next time, can you please just go to the bathroom like a normal person?”

I laugh, feeling a little bit better now that I’ve relieved myself. “I’ll try, Ben. But for now, can you just hold still for a second?”

Ben looks at me warily, but he doesn’t move. That’s when I reach up and grab his face, pulling him down towards me.

“Emily, what are you doing?” he asks, his voice muffled.

I blow my nose directly into his mouth, feeling a sense of satisfaction as he gags on my boogers. They’re big and wet, and I can feel them dripping down his throat.

“Ah, that feels so much better,” I say, smiling up at him.

Ben looks like he’s about to throw up, but he’s still trying to be respectful. “Emily, that was really gross. Please don’t do that again.”

I just laugh, feeling a sense of power and control over my little brother. “I’ll do whatever I want, Ben. And you’ll do whatever I say, because that’s what little brothers are for.”

Ben looks at me, his eyes flashing with a mixture of annoyance and admiration. “You’re really something, Emily. I don’t know how you always manage to get me to do your dirty work.”

I just smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction. “That’s because I’m the older sister, Ben. And you love me, no matter how gross I am.”

Ben sighs, shaking his head. “I guess you’re right, sis. I do love you, even if you are a little bit disgusting sometimes.”

I laugh, feeling happy and content. “That’s all that matters, Ben. Now, can you please just get me some tissues and a glass of water? I’m still feeling really crummy.”

Ben nods, still looking a little bit green. “Yeah, sis. I’ll get you whatever you need.”

As he walks out of the room, I call out to him. “And Ben?”

“Yeah, sis?”

“Don’t forget to brush your teeth. You’ve got a little bit of something extra in your mouth.”

Ben’s face contorts in disgust, but he just laughs and shakes his head. “You’re a real piece of work, Emily. I’ll never forget this night.”