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 CHAPTER ONE When I was twelve I was very active.  Though I was a small
skinny kid, I would go all day doing anything and everything physical.  I
begged my mom to let me take swimming lessons when the nuns at the catholic
school arranged to have them taught for free in a summer program.  I was 5
foot about 90lbs when we started the lessons.  I already knew how to swim a
little so I wasn't a complete beginner.

   I did fine but I didn't have any muscles or stamina for the actual
exercises that we were put through every day by the swimming coach.  She
was good at showing us and encouraging us to practice the basic strokes and
I progressed until I could swim laps in the Olympic size pool we used.  I
had found a sport that I liked and could get good at without being big or
fast or tall.  I stayed after lessons and helped her lifeguard the "public"
swimming time.  I was spending 6 hours a day in the water.  She liked my
attitude and enthusiasm!

   I was having the time of my life.  Her name was Fay and she was very
beautiful and wore a two piece bathing suit that caused me to stare.  She
had long light brown hair streaked blonde by the sun and the chlorine water
in the pool.  She had a trim, athletic figure with long legs and nice firm
breasts that were proportioned to her body.  I had never noticed girls or
women as different before this!  She was 18yrs old and in college.  She was
on the swim team and working for the school system during the summer.

   She knew all of the boys had crushes on her and went out of her way to
be nice but to make sure they knew she had a boyfriend and was not
interested in anyone else.  As if any of us would have had a chance!  The
brains of twelve to sixteen year old males are eternally optimistic.

   This was my first exposure to girls and women in swimsuits.  Since I was
such a good swimmer she had me help give lessons to the beginners.  This
included some of the best looking girls in the neighborhood so I was able
to actually talk to them and do something that they couldn't do!  Talk
about getting a boost in confidence.

   I was painfully shy, quiet and didn't know how to talk to girls.  Since
I was not a great athlete or great looking I knew the popular girls (or any
girl) wouldn't give me the time of day but just make fun of me if I dared
to ask them to a dance or go swimming or anything.  I started to get my
first erections about this time due to all the stimulating sights and being
near these girls in their bikinis.  The instructor looking like a pool
goddess didn't help either!  I was embarrassed and didn't know what it was
or why it was happening.

   No wonder my mom had to pry me away from the pool!  I had passed all the
swimming tests and was just hanging around the pool all day when our
instructor announced that they were starting up a Life Saving Course to
qualify students to become Lifeguards.  I immediately signed up.  I had
visions of sitting on the Lifeguard chair at the beach with all the cute
girls admiring me!  Like I said the teenage mind when it starts going
through puberty is not tuned in to reality but to hormones and pheromones!

   To cut a long story short I was paired with one of the most popular guys
at school.  He was 15yrs old and was a big kid that weighed 165lbs and
played on the football team.  He wasn't a snob or mean to me for which I
was thankful but we did have some hilarious moments during the life saving
drills where I had to haul him from the bottom of the pool and swim him the
length of the pool.  Me...about 93lbs by this time.  Him...about 165lbs of
muscle!  It was very funny to watch as I almost drowned trying to drag and
swim the crawl while holding his head above water!  I lost another 5lbs
during the 4 week course.  I was determined to make it through no matter my
size!

   I passed all the written exams on water safety, life saving techniques,
CPR and boat safety.  I was eagerly looking forward to the final swimming
exam.  I thought I was ready.

   I was so wrong!  I had worked myself so hard that I was nothing but skin
and bone by the day of the tests and couldn't get the 20lb weight off the
bottom of the pool and didn't make it the length of the pool carrying my
partner.

   After reviewing my performance the tester just shook his head and said
"I'm sorry son.  You have a lot of heart and determination but you just
aren't strong enough yet." I was devastated.  I beg him and my instructor
to let me try again after resting a few days.  They talked it over and said
they couldn't break the rules for me but what I could do was to retake the
entire course and if I passed they would recommend me for a summer job at
the beach with the lifeguard corps.  They could help me strengthen my body
and maybe put on some weight.  I agreed and went home to tell my mom.

   Now my mom was a petite 4ft 10inches and my dad was only 5ft 3inches.  I
had started a growth spurt and they hoped that I would follow after my
grandfather who was 6ft 5inches.  My grandmother was only 5ft so I had
double the short genes to long genes on both sides of the family.

   I told her what had happened when I got home.  She just shrugged and
asked if I really wanted to put myself through another four weeks only to
be disappointed if I failed again.

   I told her I loved swimming and wanted to be a lifeguard.  I was one of
six children.  I was the middle child and fourth boy.  Mom kept trying
until she had a girl.  I had always been neglected by her and dad because I
always did what I was told, never caused trouble like my three older
brothers and helped her with household chores after school.  I was a good
student and loved to read.

   She just smiled and said "No one your age knows what they want to do but
I guess the experience will be good for you.  Goodness knows you need some
weight on those bones!" Now all of them were small boned and small framed
except two of her sisters so I was pretty typical of the boys in the
family.

   I went back at the lessons after a weekend off.  I was doing better and
my partner this time was a lot closer to my size so I didn't struggle with
the swimming tests.  Also Richard, my previous partner had started me on
weightlifting to help me get stronger.  He worked it out with the football
coach to show me the basics and let me use the weight room before school. I
was down to 93lbs but all whipcord muscle!

   I ate four times a day.  My mom was a great cook and cooked just about
anything.  I was eating big meals with lots of carbs to help put some mass
on my bones.  I was eating lasagna, spaghetti, rice and beans with every
dinner plus potatoes and bread (being southern).  I was sure I would make
it this time!

   The written tests were a breeze as I had already passed them once.  I
scored highest in the class.  Everyone was pulling for me because I had
worked so hard to make it!  It was two days to the swimming finals and I
was spending all my spare time in the water with whoever would partner me,
practicing the dead weight lift from the bottom of the pool and the partner
rescue swim.  Life has a funny way of letting you know it's not fair.

   The day before the tests I had felt like I was coming down with a cold
or something.  I started getting chills while in the pool.  The instructor
noticed I was shaking and getting pale and ordered me out of the pool.  She
wouldn't let me continue and called my mom and made me go straight home to
rest.

   All the way home I kept telling my mom I was fine.  She didn't believe
me after she placed her hand on my forehead and realized I had a fever. 
Great!  Nothing like getting sick right before the biggest event of your
life!

   I convinced myself and her that I would be fine by morning if I got a
hot shower, ate and had plenty of liquids.  I was probably just dehydrated
and weak from all the exercise that day.  She made me chicken soup and made
sure I showered and got right in bed with my pajamas on.  I thought this
was ridiculous as it was July, hot and we didn't have air conditioning, but
I was starting to get the chills again so I didn't argue.  Besides, you
didn't argue with my mother!

   At some time during the night I woke up burning up!  I tried to get up
but immediately became dizzy and fell out of bed.  I was on the top bunk of
a bunk bed so it was a five foot drop to a hardwood floor!  The loud thud
woke up my mom and dad.  They came in to see what had happened.  None of my
brothers, that usually slept in the room were home.

   They found me back in my bed.  When they shook me I mumbled that I had
fallen out of bed.  The large bruise forming on my forehead told them the
rest.

   My mom immediately checked my temperature.  It was One hundred and four
degrees.  "Too high" she said.  She was worried and told my father to draw
a warm bath and get all the towels.

   She managed to get me out of the bed and into the bathroom.  Dad helped
her get me in the tub and kept me from slipping under the water as I was
too weak to hold myself up.

   I realized that I wasn't thinking clearly but couldn't seem to focus.  I
was so hot!  And dry!  "Water!  Water!  Please" I croaked out of my cracked
lips.  They started giving me water but I started throwing up and couldn't
keep it down.

   Now they were both getting worried.  Mom had dad soak some of the towels
in water and alcohol and wrap me in them in the drained tub.  Mom kept
checking my temperature.  It would go down to one hundred degrees after I
had been wrapped up in the towels for awhile but would creep back up once I
was out of them.  After several hours of this my mom called the doctor's
office.  Now back then we had one doctor that took care of everyone in
about a twenty five mile area.  It was rural and the doctor often went on
house calls if the patient was too sick to move.

   She consulted with the doctor and my mom made me drink a concoction that
he had told her how to mix.  It was some solution of warm water, whiskey,
honey, lemon juice and salt.  It tasted terrible!

   She stayed at it until I drank it all.  I was a little delirious by this
time and everything was fading in and out like I couldn't stay awake.  I
didn't know I was running a fever of one hundred and seven and the doctor
told my mom she had to keep my temperature down below one hundred and five
or I could die!

   I was hot then cold then shaking then hot, then chills.  I would wake up
for 15 minutes and mom would force more solution down my throat.  She had
towels ready to wrap me with but had run out of alcohol.  Dad had gone out
to various neighbors to get the whiskey, lemon juice and other stuff needed
and was getting held up at each house to tell the news.  Back then it was
big news for someone to get that sick and the whole neighborhood wanted to
know what was going on.  Since dad was a drinking man they would always
invite him in for a drink.  So it was very late when he finally got back.

   Mom was furious with him and sick with worry for me.  This was the first
time I remember her actually talking to me and taking care of me like she
actually loved me!

   I said I was delirious by this time and she had to hold me down several
times as I would struggle and try to jump out of the bed and scream that I
was getting burned alive by devils.  I was raised catholic so I guess my
fever seemed like hell to me.  At least that was how my mind was
interpreting it

   Morning finally came and so did the doctor.  My mom had finally gone to
bed and my oldest brother was with me.  The doctor came in and examined me.
My temperature was still too high.  It was now running One hundred and
seven to One hundred and nine.  He was very worried about my weight loss
and questioned me about it.  I told him about the swimming and lifeguard
classes and everything.  I was coughing and aching all over by now and
dehydrated bad.  It took awhile to answer as I kept losing focus and my
head hurt real bad!  He waited to talk to mom.  Dad had gone to work and
since he was a railroad engineer wouldn't be back for a week at least.

   Mom woke up shortly after the Doctor got there and they went into the
kitchen to talk.

   I was going in and out and still delirious.  The only thing I understood
was that my head hurt so bad from the fever I just wanted it to stop!

   The Doctor came back with mom and explained to her and me that I had
contracted Measles.  It could cause very high fevers and if they were
allowed to continue could cause brain damage due to Encephalitis and in
extreme cases death.  This would cause the body's ability to regulate its
temperature to break down and would go from one extreme to the other.

   He told my mom what to do and gave her medicine to help get the fever
down and to help me keep liquid down.  He told her to not try to get water
down me but to give me ice chips in a cloth to suck on when I needed water.

   He had also told her to keep my body temperature from going too high or
low by any means necessary from hot to cold showers, wrapping me in towels
or stripping me and keeping me cool or bundling me up and keeping me warm
during the chills.  This was critical if I was to survive and prevent brain
damage.  If the fever could be made to break in the next 24 to 48 hours I
should be okay, but only if my body temperature was kept regulated
externally.

   My mom understood and promised the doctor she would do what ever it
would take.  "Remember what I told you in the kitchen and use it if you
have to.  Your son's life is at stake".  She gulped and stammered that she
understood and would do it if necessary.  He smiled and told her that no
one would know and he considered it vital to my survival.

   She seemed to take strength from that and that fact he told her he would
never tell a soul as it was a private matter between Doctor and Patient.

   I didn't understand any of this at the time and it wouldn't have
mattered because I was slipping in and out of reality and dreams.  I
dreamed strange things.  I was stuck in a hot springs and couldn't get out.
I was suddenly in freezing water and there was no land in sight.  No matter
how hard I swam I stayed in the same place.

   I would wake stammering and stuttering about the dream.  I was exhausted
by the fever, chills, aches and lack of food.  Mom was working to keep my
body temperature from going too high or too low.  She had packed the other
kids up and sent them to sleep at neighbors so she wouldn't be distracted.
We were alone in the house.

   CHAPTER TWO I lost consciousness while mom was taking my temperature. 
It must have been too high as my head was hurting fiercely and I was
moaning for water.  I started dreaming.  I thought I was weighted down by
the bed sheets and blankets that mom had put on the bed to keep me warm
during a bad spell of chills.  I couldn't stop shaking!  I keep shaking and
my teeth were chattering.  I dreamed I could feel a weight on me pushing me
down and warming my body.  I was no longer in the bunk bed as mom had moved
me to her bed so I wouldn't fall out of the top bunk anymore.

   I was weak and the weight on me was starting to push me too hard into
the mattress so I started to thrash about but didn't have any strength and
couldn't move the weight on top of me.  The weight seemed to get lighter so
I finally settled down some and felt better immediately.  I felt warm and
for some reason wet.  I figured I was wrapped tight in some warm wet towels
again to help warm me up.  I stayed this way for some time.  I know I went
to sleep for awhile and awoke burning up.  By this time I really didn't
notice much and didn't really see my surroundings.

   I felt the blankets and sheets being pulled off of me and I felt wet
again.  This time I thought that it seemed as if I was back in the pool and
helping one of the really pretty girls with her floating.  She was Fay's
younger sister Mary Ann.  She was holding on to me as she was scared.  I
was talking calmly to her explaining how to float on her back.  She was
blonde, about 5 feet and wearing a pretty yellow bikini.  She had a great
figure and was already a heart breaker at school.

   I had her floating and was holding her around her waist with my hands
under her to help support her until she had enough confidence to allow me
to let her go.

   She started to and when I slowly moved my arm off of her back and side
and she arched her back as I had taught her, she suddenly swallowed some
water and panicked.  When she felt me lift her up from underneath she
reached out and grabbed me.  As we were in waist deep water she had grabbed
me by the trunks and in pulling herself upright she not only pulled my
trunks down but had grabbed my penis.

   Now the water was spring water and cold, so it would take a lot of
stimulation for any erection to stand up.  She was sure providing it!  My
face turned beet red and so did hers, but she didn't let go immediately. 
She had a funny look on her face and leaned close and said "Don't say
anything and don't move.  Your sweet and you have helped me so let me help
you with your trunks so no one will know what happened".  I just nodded too
stunned to do anything.  She slowly reached down with her other hand and
grabbed my trunks.  Then she told me to hold her tight and kiss her!  Since
the older boys were constantly looking for opportunities to steal kisses
from the girls and hold them tight in the water, I knew what she meant.  I
had never kissed a girl before and didn't know how.  I told her and she
smiled and said "don't worry I know how".

   She proceeded to hold me and kiss me gently.  Then while she was doing
that she slowly pulled my trunks back up so I could reach down with one
hand and get them up the rest of the way.  She giggled once and gave my
penis a little tug before I pulled my trunks up all the way.

   "Thanks" I stammered "for everything".  She smiled and said "your
welcome".  She casually looked around and said "no one noticed so your
reputation is safe" grinning.  "If you were a little older I would let you
ask me out", but then sighed and said "but the other kids at school would
give me a real hard time if I went out with someone two years younger than
me".  I must have looked devastated as I had a secret crush on her.  She
smiled had said "why don't you come over some afternoon to help me with my
homework?  Or I could help you learn some things".

   I was already blushing from earlier so she couldn't tell I was even more
embarrassed.  Or maybe she did.  Anyway it never happened as the only two
times I tried to catch her home she was always gone on some club activity
or sporting event after school.  Her mother was very nice and polite and
knew exactly why I was coming over but didn't make me feel bad about it.

   My penis was feeling like it did in the pool.  Only this time it was
warm around it.  I was still shaking and hot.  Then I felt cool around my
penis and my stomach and chest.  I didn't know what was happening but it
was helping.  I tried to open my eyes but something was covering them.

   The coolness continued around my body until I sighed and settled back
down and fell back asleep.  At some time during the next hour or two I
struggled back to consciousness long enough to suck on some ice chips
through a cloth and mom checked my temperature.  She looked worried and
seemed to be struggling with something.

   I started babbling in my delirium and said "I so sorry I had gotten sick
and was so much trouble and wished I was dead!" She immediately grabbed me
and said "Don't say that!  You will be fine!  Don't say it.  It will not
happen.  You're not going to die, you will get better and I will be here to
make sure it happens!" It really didn't make any impression on me.  I was
listless exhausted and getting weaker.  I just lay there not able to move
or do anything for myself.  Finally I fell back asleep.  I was delirious
and dreaming again.

   This time the weight was on me and I was freezing and shaking.  But I
felt the weight rubbing my body up and down, up and down.  It was soft,
warm and slightly wet as if coated with warm water.  I didn't know what it
was.  I was just glad the warm wet was rubbing me to get me warm.  It
seemed like an eternity before the shakes started easing and the warm
started working.  I felt my blood warming and rising to the surface of my
skin.

   The rubbing continued.  I felt my penis slowly grow erect and stiff. 
The rubbing continued.  My mouth was dry and my lips were cracked and I
mumbled "good, feels good" several times.  Then I croaked "water". 
Suddenly I felt something soft squish against my chest and a warm wet
feeling against my mouth I automatically opened my mouth some and wetness
entered it and spread all around inside my mouth.

   It felt good and I felt my tongue move around and slowly start probing
the wetness.  It felt good and the wetness probed back!  The tissues in my
mouth seemed to be soaking up a warm slightly salty wetness that was the
exact temperature of my body.  It was just what my moisture starved tissues
needed.  I didn't know what the wetness was but now it was moving around my
lips, face, throat and down my chest.  It felt so good!

   My chest was next.  My nipples were getting wet and were tingling!  I
groaned and my hands started fluttering at my sides.  The wetness continued
down my stomach all around it soaking it with the warm life giving liquid.

   I was now moving a little and felt as if life was flowing into me from
the warm liquid.

   I needed more!  I said "more, it feels so good, more please".  I reached
out for what I thought was a towel or sheet or cloth soaked in warm water
being rubbed on my body.

   Instead my hands encountered warm flesh.  I was not coherent and just
thought I was trapped in another dream.  My hands explored and found warm
wet flesh rubbing mine.

   It was rubbing up and down my whole body and was covered by the sheets
and blankets on top.  I reached around and held the back weakly as I had no
strength but rested my hands there content to let it do its magic on me.

   I had let my hands slip down some and felt something different.  It was
round and softer than the back where my hands had rested.  I idly moved my
hands up and down trying to tell what it was.  It was warm and felt soft
and when I gently squeezed I heard a groan.  I thought it was me groaning
so I thought it must be me I am touching.  I continued to squeeze and let
my hands go lower.  I felt the roundness flatten out and a crack between
them.

   I slid a hand between them and was rewarded with another moan and the
warm wetness rubbed me harder!

   This was distracting me from my explorations as my penis was now fully
erect and getting warm and wet.  I had not masturbated or come yet in my
young life so I didn't know anything about it.

   I rubbed the crack up and down and slowly noticed that it was moist and
slick with wet.  Like sweat I thought.  That made sense as I was cold and I
had a fever my body was sweating!  It was trying to cool the fever and I
was cooling down too quickly.  For some reason snatches of the conversation
between the doctor and mom came back to me then.  "You have to regulate his
body temperature by any means necessary".  "I will doctor" my mom had said.

   I couldn't put it together but I knew she was doing something to me to
help my body control its temperature.

   After awhile I felt the warmth around my penis grow stronger and wetter.
I was suddenly feeling hot down there.  But it also felt tingly and warm
and my hips started moving on their own.  I felt something grab my penis
and it was being moved up and down in a wet warm place.  It was wonderful.
I could feel the wetness soaking it and being absorbed by it.

   I groaned and reached around the round things again and pulled them
tight to me.  I was rewarded by a gasp and a sudden warm wetness engulfing
my penis!  I had never felt anything like it.  I felt it moving up and down
on my penis and couldn't stop moving my hips with it.  I was suddenly aware
that another body was on mine.  I felt the heat of skin on skin and the
slick sweat and heard the breathing and felt the hot breath on my neck and
face for the first time.

   I tried to open my eyes but they were covered!  I tried to grab the body
and it let me.  I held on tight while thrusting upward.  But I was weak and
the weight was hurting me and I cried out in pain "let me up it hurts".

   I was suddenly rolled over and the weight was off of me and the warm wet
slick body was under me.  The covering had fallen from my eyes.  The room
was dark and it was night.  I could see that I was lying on someone but
couldn't make out whom.  I was too delirious to question it as they had
started moving me again and I couldn't resist the movement or gravity
helping them move me up and down, in and out.  I didn't know I was having
sex.  I didn't know who was in the bed with me.

   I didn't care.  All I cared about was letting my body soak in as much of
the warm salty sweat and the moisture around my penis and now in my mouth
as I lay forward and put my mouth on something warm and slightly stiff.  I
started an instinctive sucking movement with my mouth and was rewarded with
moans and more vigorous thrusts of the body under me.

   This continued until my weakened condition caused me to drop back into
an exhausted sleep once my body's temperature had risen.  I dreamed that
the body was beside me all night.  I felt hands stroking my body
everywhere. I felt a tongue licking my body paying special attention to my
nipples, neck mouth, throat and especially my penis.  First it was my
swimming instructor Fay, naked whispering that she was going to teach me
how to swim with her body.

   Then it was her blonde sister Mary Ann, whispering she was going to
teach me about kissing and what my penis was for.  She had me in her
bedroom and had me lay down on her bed.  She was gently but firmly teaching
me how to kiss and touch and fondle and girl to get her excited and was
doing the same for me.  She said she wanted to teach me about sex so I
would know what to do when I found someone special that liked me as much as
I liked her.

   She was beautiful naked.  And she liked teaching me.  She said I had a
large penis for my age and was going to make her feel good.  She sure made
me feel good when she used her strong legs and thighs to wrap around me and
pull me into her, guiding my penis into her vagina with her hand and
kissing me deeply at the same time!

   I felt myself being fucked and fucked her back!  I was horny and burning
up and felt if I fucked her I would get better.  It would help me cool down
somehow.  So I fucked and fucked and fucked.  I came very hard and growled
and yelled.  She did too so I must of done it right!

   CHAPTER THREE I woke up later.  It was still night but something told me
it was getting close to dawn.

   I was restless and thirsty.  I reached around and felt the cloth with
the cup of ice chips on the nightstand next to the bed.  It was dark so I
moved slowly to pull the cup and cloth to me.  I managed to get the cup and
cloth but couldn't seem to get the chips in the cloth.

   I mumble something and tried to call for mom.  I felt her move then. 
She was on the bed beside me.  She said "Let me do it for you son" and
reached over me for the cup.  I felt her body rub mine as she reached over
and got the ice chips into the cloth.  She then placed them against my lips
and then pressed the other side with her lips.

   I was surprised but the water started to drip out of the cloth and it
was cool and warm and salty all at the same time.  It tasted so good.  Just
like earlier.  I suddenly realized that mom had been doing this all night.
I still felt her body against mine as she continued to press her lips and
tongue against mine.  She moved the cloth and kissed me deeply letting lots
of saliva enter my mouth from hers.  She slowly moved her body rubbing it
against mine and then rolled over on top of me!  I couldn't protest as my
tongue was busy with hers in my mouth!

   Her hands were rubbing me with wet warm cloths and then she was rubbing
her breasts and her hips and legs against mine.  I moaned and she rubbed me
more.

   I couldn't help the erection that started and she helped it along with
her fingers stroking and scratching lightly the length of it and then my
nuts and my scrotum.  I was moaning and humping up and down by then and she
just kept doing it to me.  "Mom?!" "What are you doing to me?"

   She didn't answer.  She started kissing my face, neck throat and down my
chest.  She worked her way down to my penis and gently started sucking on
it.  She was able to suck the whole thing into her mouth and coat it with
saliva.  It was driving me crazy and I couldn't do anything to stop her.

   She was in complete control of my body.  She kept this up for a couple
of minutes and kept squeezing the base of my penis making it harder,
thicker and more erect.  When she was satisfied she started kissing her way
back up my body and rubbed more saliva into my skin as she went.  When she
reached my mouth I started to say something and she shushed me and said "I
promised you and the doctor that I would do whatever it took to make sure
you don't die and you get better.  Now take your medicine and enjoy it or
else you won't get anymore" and grinned at me.

   Before I could say anything it was too late.  She had already grabbed my
penis and inserted it into her pussy.  It was moist hot and I loved it! 
She knew from my face that I was in heaven and seemed to be taking great
pleasure in this.

   She fucked long and slow and when I seemed to be weakening she rolled me
over and pulled me on top of her and wrapped her legs around me urging me
on with her heels on my butt pushing me into her.  She would speed me up
some and start breathing heavy and then I felt her tense and squeeze me and
let out some moans and I got real wet.  She kept it up until I was soaked
then she rolled me over and she ground down and around until the wetness
was spread all over my penis and legs and waist.

   It seemed to be absorbed almost immediately by my parched skin.

   Then she took the ice cup and put some ice chips in her mouth.  She
kissed me like that letting the ice chips melt in her mouth into mine.  It
was wonderful.  My body was getting the moisture it needed at the right
temperature.

   I was feeling better but very weak.  She checked my temperature and it
was holding at one hundred and three.  She pursed her lips and thought for
a minute.  She finally asked me how I felt.  "Drained, weak and still
parched, but better" I said.  "My head still hurts and is hot but not as
bad as it was.  I am not sure I can get up and I don't feel like peeing".
She looked worried about that and finally said "look, you are dehydrated to
a dangerous point.  I am sorry you woke up while I was treating you and
don't know if I have caused you more harm than good.  It must have been a
shock to realize it was me who was doing this to you."

   I really looked at her for the first time since falling ill.  She was
tired, and the lines of fatigue and worry marred her face.  She had some
wrinkles and her breasts were soft and sagged a little.  Her muscles were
strong from all the housework she did and she was still able to take care
of me for 3 days straight with very little rest.  I said "Mom I never felt
more loved by you than right now.  I never thought you loved me before
this".  She looked shocked as if this was not what she was expecting me to
say at all.  "Of course I have always loved you.  I am your mother." I
looked down at the sheets and just mumbled "you never had time for me or
seemed to care about me before now".

   She looked worried and lay back down on me and said "I have loved you
like no mother has ever loved her son.  I have done things that the church
considers to be sins to nurse you and save your life.  I don't regret
anything I have done to keep you alive.  If you hate me for it I
understand. If you think I never showed you love before or said I love you
I am sorry.  With six of you it has been hard and I think that I
concentrated on the work part of making a home and may have not spent
enough time on the loving part."

   I tried to cry but no tears came out.  I held her as tight as I could.
Even though I was very weak I told her to please make me better again what
ever she had to do.  It was okay.  I wouldn't hate her ever.

   She smiled and held me and cooed at me to rest and stroked my forehead
and told me she was going to continue the treatment until I was cured!

   I fell asleep with her fondling me and kissing my body slowly trailing
saliva all over again and again.  I awoke the next afternoon to find her
dressed and looking worried.  I felt dizzy and ached and still felt hot. 
She was on the phone to the doctor and listening to what he told her.

   "Yes I did as you instructed.  Yes he seems to be a little better.  His
temperature seems to be holding between one hundred and three and one
hundred and five.  I will ask him he just woke up.  Son the doctor wants to
know if you feel dizzy or ache in your joints".  "Yes" I answered.  She
then told the doctor.  "Are you able to go to the bathroom yet".  "I don't
know but I don't feel like it right now".  She told the doctor to hold on
for a minute and got a bedpan from beside the bed.  She pulled the sheet
off and held my penis and helped me sit up in bed.  "Try to pee" She said.
I tried.  Nothing.  I tried again, nothing.  I wanted to cry, nothing, No
tears, No pee.  She told the doctor.  "I will do it" She said.

   She was worried and hung up the phone.

   She sighed and started taking off her clothes.  Being only barely
conscious of the night before and believing it had been another dream, I
was stunned.  In the light I could see my mom clearly as she slowly took
off her clothes.  She looked at me while doing this and did it slowly
almost like a dance.

   "What are you doing"?  I finally managed to ask.  "Continuing your
treatment until you are well" she said.  "Yu, You, don't have to do that I
said", feeling the heat rising in me and my penis start to get erect.  She
just smiled and said "do you like what you see?" "Oh Yes!  Very Much!  Your
Beautiful Mom!" I answered still amazed that she was getting naked in front
of me!

   She grinned widely and said "Thank you son.  No one has said that to me
in a very long time".  She sighed and seemed to sag a little but continued
to slowly take off her clothes.  She had on nylons, lace panties and a
matching lace bra!  I had never seen anything like it in the laundry before
when I helped hang it up for her.

   I was getting more excited as she swayed while unhooking her bra.  She
turned around so her back was facing me and asked "would you mind unhooking
my bra for me?" I reached up and tried.  I had never had to unhook one
before and was lost.  She patiently explained it and sat down on the bed so
I could reach it better.  I got it unhooked this time.

   She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me and said "Now put your
hands where the bra covered me".  I was a little confused and started to
put my hands on her shoulders.  She laughed and gently took my hands and
pulled them around her to her breasts.  "Now squeeze them gently.  Then
roll the nipples between your thumb and forefinger".  I did it and she
moaned and leaned back into me to let me get a better hold.

   "You are doing wonderfully" she said.  "Now get up with me and come to
the bathroom".  "I don't think I can make it" I said.  She just repeated
herself calmly.  "Okay I will try".  She smiled and said "Good.  You can do
it".

   Hanging onto her I tried to pull myself up.  It was hard.  She put her
arms under mine and lifted me so I could steady myself against her facing
me.  I stood up and almost fell over.  She pulled me into her and held me
tight.  "Good Job Son.  Now kiss me".  I did and she flooded my mouth with
her tongue and saliva.  It seemed to give me some strength and as she
continued to kiss me she walked slowly backwards out of the bedroom to the
bathroom.

   It was only a few steps but my legs were shaking and weak, my head was
pounding and I was dizzy.  She sat me down on the edge of the tub.  She
started filling it with warm water and then while holding me up with one
arm around my waist, poured Epson Salt into the tub with the other hand.

   My head was spinning by this time and I was breathing erratically.  She
wrapped herself around me and slid me over into the tub of water.  She then
had me hold her while she took her panties off.  She left the nylons and
garters on and got into the tub with me.  I didn't even notice I was so
tired!

   She started splashing the water onto my body until I was soaked.  As the
tub filled she worked the water all over me occasionally taking mouthfuls
and forcing my mouth open and dribbling it into my mouth with hers.  She
would kiss me each time as a reward.

   I was almost floating by the time she turned the water off.  She then
wrapped her body around mine and started to stroke my penis.  It was
already erect from the warm water and was swelling more with the warm salt
water and her talented hands working on it and my nuts.  She slowly slid a
hand and started tracing a circle with a finger around my asshole.  I
squirmed a little but she was gentle and just kept lightly tracking circles
around it.

   I relaxed and she smiled and whispered "I am going to make you well. 
It's just taking a little longer than we thought.  You were worn out and
your body has suffered a breakdown.  I am doing these things to help your
body heal itself.  You don't have to understand, just let it happen and you
will be better soon"

   I was too relaxed by the water her hands and the pleasant feelings
starting to course though me to argue or care.  She seemed to be pleased by
this and started to mount me again.  She took her time and slowly rubbed me
up and down her slit tickling me with her pussy hair then sliding herself
the length of my penis.

   I was enjoying it immensely but couldn't' seem to respond to her motion.
She shushed me when I tried to say so and just kept rubbing me against her.
She was still massaging me around my ass occasionally pushing a little
harder with her fingertip at my rectum.  It felt strange, electric and
caused my penis to jump and tingle when she did it.

   She leaned into me and slowly slid me into her.  She made sure she had
all of me in her before she started to kiss me with more warm saliva in her
mouth.  I was eagerly waiting for this and opened mouth and fastened it on
hers.  I sucked back for the first time, drawing her tongue into my mouth
and forcing mine past hers into her mouth.  "mmummph" she said but couldn't
speak as I was not letting up the pressure of my tongue in her mouth.

   She started to wriggle and rub herself against my body and held my head
with her hands now in my hair stroking and twirling it around her fingers
as we kissed.  She was slowly making love to me now making sure it lasted a
long time in the tub.

   She would slowly ride me then stop and massage me some more then mount
me and start again.  This went on until the water started to cool.  She
stopped and helped me get out of the tub as I had started to shake.  She
wrapped us both in a large towel she had warmed in the oven first.  Then
pulled me back to bed and immediately held me tight until the chills
stopped.

   How long we lay like that I don't know as I fell fast asleep.

   CHAPTER FOUR I suddenly was in a dream.  I was dreaming and awake at the
same time.

   The doctor was there checking me while mom was holding me to the bed as
I tried to get up.  "He's delirious again" she said.  The doctor said
nothing but continued to probe and prod me with his cold instruments.  I
started to protest but my mom put her hand over my mouth and shushed me
with a look that meant I was to keep quiet.

   The Doctor then asked if I had either peed or defecated yet.  "No" mom
answered.  He nodded and took out a prescription pad from his black bag. 
"I am going to write a prescription for a medication that should help him
absorb more fluids.  It's going to make him thirsty and need more moisture.
But it will also help his tissues absorb and retain it.  If it works he
should feel like peeing in 24 to 48 hours if you continue with the other
treatments I recommended."

   My mom looked uncomfortable but nodded.  The doctor looked at her and
said "I realize what you have been asked to do goes against your basic
nature, instincts and upbringing.  It may help you to know that this
particular treatment has been around since before biblical times and there
is even an account of it being used my Mary to keep the baby Jesus warm
during the bitter cold journey to Galilee".

   That seemed to make mom feel much better as she perked right up and said
"You can count on me doctor".  He smiled and said "I was sure of it or I
would never suggested it or put this burden on you.  My nurse volunteered
to do it has she has known all your children and has the ahh...  nature to
enjoy giving the treatment".  My mom looked shocked and then defiant and
said "He is my son and I will take care of him better than any other woman
could".  The doctor just smiled and said he would look in on me in two
days.

   As soon as he had left you can guess what happened.  She was back in the
bed naked sucking me hard and getting me wet and bothered.  "I am going to
fuck you into health and you had better fuck me back!" I had never heard
her speak a curse word before and certainly never heard her refer to sex
before.  I was shocked.  I think I just realized how hard this had been for
my mom to do for me.  She loved me but to have sex with her own son went
against everything she had been raised to believe in.

   She was already stroking me to an erection and whispering things she was
going to do to me in my ear.  I was turned on like never before.  She was
sucking on my ear and sticking her tongue it.  She was pinching my nipples
with her hands and already rubbing her clit against my dick.  "You are
going to be soaked when I am done with you son.  I hope you are up to it"
She grinned and started nibbling on my neck and her hands were busy with my
nuts and my scrotum.  My dick was already erect and she had slid down my
body as if to give me another blowjob.

   She did but this time she also kept a hand on my nuts squeezing them and
another hand on my ass with a finger around my rectum.  Suddenly as she had
my whole dick in her mouth she started inserting her finger in my rectum I
screamed but she didn't care.  She just kept sucking on my hard and pushing
her finger into my ass.  I bucked and bucked but she was stronger and not
to be denied.

   She soaked me with saliva and then started licking her way down my
scrotum to my asshole.  She gently took out her finger and replaced it with
her tongue!  I was screaming and twisting and turning begging her to stop.
She just kept torturing me with that hot tongue in my ass.  Suddenly I felt
myself stiffen and my dick felt tingling all over.

   She knew and immediately switched her tongue back to my dick.  She
licked it like a lollipop and made it even more engorged with blood.  I was
almost unconscious with the pleasure and the pain.  I hadn't come the
entire time she had started the treatments because there wasn't enough
moisture in my body for it to create enough semen for me to come with.

   I had dry come a few times while she treated me but that was it.

   She was determined to stimulate my production of semen.  She kept it up
until I was crying.  She quickly stopped and slid up my body and kissed and
licked me stopping at my eyes to lick my cheeks.  She seemed flushed and
more excited than ever before "you cried a few tears" she whispered.  "It's
starting to work" she said.

   She started to coat me with her saliva again and immediately mounted me
and impaled herself on me.  She rode me slowly and unmercifully.  She
controlled the tempo making me speed up or slow down with her.  It went on
for what felt like hours.  I finally came hard.  It hurt and hurt and hurt.
As soon as she felt me start to shake and come she slid off and scooted
down to lick my dick again.  She was checking to see if any sperm came out
and the best way was to have it in her mouth!.

   She sucked hard helping me come.  When it was over she swallowed and
said "You didn't come but you did have some drops of pre-cum".  I didn't
know what that was but it sounded encouraging.  "Are you going to continue
to fuck me"?  I asked.  She frowned at my using the word then realized
where I had got it from and grinned.  "If you ever use that word around
anyone else young man I will tan your hide then make your dick so sore you
won't feel like fucking ever again!" She was grinning real big now and I
finally got the joke and said "Yes Maam!  I will never use that word around
anyone else Maam!  As long as you keep fucking me Mom!".

   She started laughing hard now and tears were rolling down her face.  I
started to giggle then laugh too, but I started hurting, bad and stopped.

   I was suddenly weak and dizzy and the next thing I knew I was back in
the tub of warm salt water with her soaking me all over and spitting warm
salt water into my mouth.  "You are going to be the death of me yet" she
sighed and she mounted me once again.  "I thought you were enjoying
yourself" I said without thinking as I relaxed under her attentions.

   I felt her chuckle and say "I will tell you a secret.  I have enjoyed
it. Very Much.  Your father isn't much interested in sex, with me anyways
and it's been a long time since I had any.  You are learning very well how
to please a woman and once you have your strength back I would be willing
to let you continue your treatments".

   I was taken by surprise because up until now I had assumed she was
forcing herself to do this to take care of me.  That is how it had started
but at some point she had started really enjoying it and put herself wholly
into fucking my like crazy.  "As of matter of fact your sister may have to
help so I can get some sleep once in awhile if you don't get better soon".

   Now I was really shocked.  She was like eleven years old and I said so.
Mom shrugged and said "She is already developing and menstruating.  She has
already started teasing older boys and playing games with them.  If she can
do that she can help make you better".

   Then she mounted me while I was distracted with thoughts of my sister
impaling herself on my dick and whispered "But I will always love you and
you can always fuck me whenever you want" and proceeded to demonstrate
until I damn near drowned.

   When she got me out of the tub I was still erect and she pulled me to
the bed by leading me with her hand around my dick.  "If you continue to
stay erect like this it means that your body is finally recovering some of
its ability to regulate itself and create the hormones and enzymes it
needs. I will help it do that some more".

   First she gave me the medicine the doctor had the nurse deliver.  The
nurse had taken a good long look at me and my mom and smiled and commented
"He looks better.  You sure you don't want me to help out for awhile?" She
had a twinkle in her eye and unconsciously licked her lips when she said
it. My mom replied "If he wears me out I will let you know" and grinned at
her.

   The nurse grinned back and said "I went through the same thing with one
of mine and my neighbor's son.  I know what it's like and finally stopped
worrying about what others might think or say and remembered that not only
did they get better but both of us enjoyed it too".  My mom looked very
thoughtful and thank her.

   "No problem" she said.  "Just don't turn him loose to soon on the
unsuspecting teenage girls or we will have an epidemic of girls needing a
different treatment on our hands!" My mom really laughed at that and thank
her again and tactfully suggested she must be busy and would call if she
needed anything.

   The middle aged but still attractive buxom redheaded nurse smiled again
and said good-bye.

   When the door closed mom grinned and kissed me again and said "would you
like me to have her take care of you for a day?  Give your old mom a rest?"
I was stiff thinking about what it would be like to be treated by the red
headed nurse.  Mom manipulated me into her pussy so quickly that I realized
she had expected that reaction and used it ruthlessly to her advantage.

   I didn't mind.  The thought of the nurse going down on me and giving me
tongue baths floated in my head as my mom expertly did me again and again.

   I floated off to sleep.  At some point I woke to find my mom dribbling
water in my mouth again and had started fucking me again.  She was moaning
and groaning and humping me hard.  I reached out and held her breasts and
tweaked her nipples and massaged them like she had taught me.  She started
to moan louder and fucking me faster until she suddenly went rigid and
flooded me with her come.  She didn't waste anytime massaging it into my
skin with her magnificent body.  She was incredible.  4 days straight of
nursing me, caring for me, and loving me with her whole body to make me
well.

   She was leaning forward and kissing me when I started to fuck her slowly
then I surprised her by rolling her over and started to really fuck her as
I had not done as I had been too weak.  She was panting and had her mouth
open and babbling that this was wonderful to fuck her harder.  "Come in
mommy son go ahead make me yours, come in me.  You can do it!" She kept it
up as I continued to ram into her.  I was driven by shear love and lust for
her.

   My head was full of the sacrifice she had made for me, the long hours
she had spent loving me and I was going to prove that I was getting better
the only way I knew how.  I kept it up even though my arms, legs, knees,
elbows, stomach and most especially my dick hurt.  But I felt it stirring
and tingling as if something was about to happen so I groaned and kept
going.  My mom must have sensed it because she started bucking and rotating
her ass and reached down and stuck and finger in my asshole.

   That did it.  I shouted and came and came.  Hard.  It hurt a lot but
this time I felt something.  My mom had tried to get off me to see but I
was not going to be denied and growled low in my throat.  A primitive call
to her to let me stay inside of her and she understood.

   She pulled me hard down on her and humped her hips up in time with my
spurts.  I finally subsided and she rolled me over and took my dick out and
looked at it and put it in her mouth.  She looked excited and sucked on me
hard and was rewarded with a few more spurts.  "You came in me.  You really
did".

   I was exhausted and felt light headed and she immediately started
tonguing me and soaking my body.  She gave me a long wet kiss and cuddled
her body up to mine.  She whispered in my ear "I am so proud of you son. 
You made me come them you came." She started crying at all of the emotion
bottled up inside of her.  I tried to hold her and comfort her but I was
falling asleep.

   CHAPTER FIVE The next morning my sister was back home.  I found out by
waking up with her in bed with me.  "Good Morning Sleepy Head" my sister
greeted me snickering.  I was sleepy and not coherent yet.  I tried to
focus on her but didn't seem to be able to.

   She kept moving around and up and down.  Then I realized she had mounted
my morning erection and that I was soaked all over.  She was slowly working
her small tight pussy down my dick.  I tried to stop her but she just
grinned and kept going at it.  "I will hurt you I am too big for you" I
said in consternation at finding her trying to fuck me.

   She just grinned and kept working down my dick.  She made it to.  Hot,
tight and stretched but I was enclosed in her like a tight glove.  I could
feel every muscle as she contracted them then released them.  She was
massaging my dick into full erectness.

   She knew what she was doing and did it with relish.  She fucked me long
and vigorously on top until I finally growled and rolled her over pinning
her small body beneath me and proceeded to fuck her hard and fast.  She
yelped then grabbed me and pulled on me and wrapped her thin legs around my
waist and arched up as only a young flexible girl can do and fucked me back
until we both came hard.

   Mom was making breakfast when we finished she came into the room and
asked if I was hungry.  Surprisingly for the first time in a week I was. 
She beamed and said "breakfast in bed then".

   My sister had recovered by then and sat up "Whew" she said.  "You really
did me good.  This is going to be fun!" I looked at my petite sister and
noticed she had breasts.  She had already started developing at ten.

   I looked again and she showed me her body.  She was smooth small and
darker skinned than mom as she spent a lot of time outside sunning.

   Her pussy had a light sprinkling of peach fuzz but was so smooth and
inviting.  The lips were puffy and bigger than I thought they would be.  I
looked at her until she grinned and said "Well, do you approve of your
little sister now?".

   I know she said that because she had been a little spoiled brat and I
had always been angry that she always seemed to get whatever she wanted
from Mom and Dad while I didn't get anything.  I realized now that she must
love me or she wouldn't be in bed naked and already playing with my dick
with one of her small hands while the other fed me toast with jelly.  Mom
started speaking and told my sister to stop fooling around so she could
explain what was happening.

   "Son.  You are still ill and weak.  I realize all of this must seem very
strange to you so I am going to explain it now that you are more coherent".
"Okay" I said not sure I understood what she meant.  She explained that the
doctor had told her that if my body didn't respond to the normal treatments
for regulating its temperature externally that the only thing that would
help would be to get the body to absorb moisture that was the right body
temperature.  This was so it wouldn't shock my weakened system and cause
worse problems.

   Also we had to get healthy hormones, enzymes and antibodies into my
system to help it fight the infection.  My body was too weak and dehydrated
and its immune system was breaking down.  I could suddenly catch any germ
around and die because my immune system was no longer able to fight it off.

   She had told the Doctor she didn't know how to do that.  He had told her
"Yes you do, you don't realize it.  We are still mammals deep inside at the
basic instinctual level.  If you read about primates and early humans you
will find accounts of how they would instinctively lick and suck on wounds
of others of their social group to help them heal.  The mothers and other
females also would suck on their babies penis's, nipples and other body
parts and bathe them with their saliva when newborn and whenever they were
sick.  We used to think this was because of instinct and didn't really help
heal them or make them any healthier while growing up.  Many western
doctors and scientists that study this behavior have concluded that it was
a primitive behavior not based on any kind of evidence that it actually
works."

   My mom had been surprised and said "Well of course it doesn't work. 
They were just animals doing it by instinct.  We know better now as we are
educated and have real medical science to help us treat illness and
disease".

   The Doctor smiled and said "Well modern medical science used to bleed
people when they were ill and pull teeth and also believed our lives were
controlled by four humours, whatever those were."

   He continued to explain to her "most of the modern medical marvels like
vaccines, antibiotics even aspirin were "discovered" because somebody
studying a primitive culture in their natural habitat, saw them using these
methods and all sorts of roots, plants, powders and potions to cure
illnesses and decided to try to duplicate them.  They discovered if they
put aside their western culture bias and stayed objective and scientific in
how they tested these methods that many of them actually did work.  We just
didn't understand how they worked!

   Well in this case I can tell you it should work.  The reasons are based
in new breakthroughs in understanding our basic building blocks inside of
our bodies.  That is called our DNA.  It gives are bodies cells the
instructions on how to grow and what each one will grow to be and what
function it will perform when grown.

   Because your son's immune system and thermal regulatory systems are
breaking down under the attack by the Measles infection he needs to receive
healthy cells with healthy DNA that is compatible with his.  The only
people that can do this are you, maybe an aunt, and his sister." Mom was
shocked!  "What are you suggesting Doctor" she asked in a weak voice
certain she wasn't going to like the answer!

   "Do for your son what every primitive tribe's mother, grandmother, aunt
and sister do for one of their men, boys or babies if it is needed.  You
need to get your body to create new cells, enzymes and antibodies then
transfer them to your son.  I realize that you were raised to believe what
I am going to tell you to do is a mortal sin.  It might be or might not be.
I have asked a priest a bishop and a cardinal about this and they looked
for any actual passages in the bible and other religious scriptures.

   Their conclusion was that there are not any references to this practice
defining it as a sin.  There are several references to this practice in the
old testament and a few in the new testament including an account of Mary
the Mother of Christ keeping him warm this way with him wrapped in
swaddling cloths and held to her naked skin under her clothes.

   She also nursed him and suckled him.  We used to think that "cuckolded"
meant nursing.  It doesn't.  It refers to the practice of sucking on the
penis and letting it absorb moisture from his mother's or other close
female relatives body."

   My Mom was really shocked and asked "Are you telling me to suck on my
son's penis?  And have sex with him!  You must be crazy!  I can't do that!"

   "Well if Mary could do it for the son of God then why can't you do it
for your son?  He may die and if he does live he will probably suffer brain
damage and life long disabilities because of this illness.  I am telling
you that if you do this you could save his life.

   You need to get moisture into him.  He needs salt, potassium, vitamins,
nutrients and the moisture needs to be body temperature.  If these are
given by you or another close relative then his body will accept them.  If
another female that is not related provides the treatments then there is a
chance his body would reject them and in his weakened condition it could
kill him.  Otherwise I would have asked my nurse to come over and care for
him."

   My mom was surprised and asked him "You mean she would do all this?"

   He answered "Yes.  She has done it several times before with other boys
that have come down with this and either had mothers that couldn't or
wouldn't treat them or had no mothers or close relative who he felt could
accept this idea and act on it".

   She asked who without thinking and the Doctor said "That is private
information that is protected under law by the Doctor Patient
Confidentiality Rule.  I will never tell anyone who or what or when it was
recommended and neither will my nurse!"

   My mom said she was comforted by that information as she had visions of
the whole neighborhood knowing about it and her being excommunicated from
the church and even being burned at the stake!

   Mom said to me "At that moment I was torn in two.  I couldn't do it yet
I couldn't let my son die.  I didn't tell the doctor I would or that I
wouldn't, just that I would do everything I could to keep your body's
temperature as close to normal as I could.

   I didn't think that I would really have to do this.  I convinced myself
that I could keep your body temperature in check and get you to drink or
suck on the ice chips and get you through this without resorting to such an
extreme measure.  But when it didn't work and I was trying to get you
cooled down I made a choice to try.  I said to myself "I will try getting
his body to accept moisture from mine.  That is all I am doing.  This isn't
sex".

   I was unwilling to try sex and you were so weak and helpless.  I was
wrapping you in towels soaked in warm salt water and rubbing you with them.
It seemed to help a little but they quickly dried out and it only had a
short term affect on your temperature.

   Then I tried using washcloths with a bowl of warm salt water and getting
in the bed with you.  I started with my clothes on used a cloth with ice
chips and warm salt water against your mouth and couldn't get you to suck
on it.  I would put the ice chips and salt water in my mouth and force your
mouth open with my tongue and squirt the water in.  This seemed to be
absorbed very quickly.  After doing this for awhile your temperature
stabilized but wasn't coming down.

   I at least had seen some improvement so I was starting to think that
maybe it would work.

   The next time you started getting the chills I took off my clothes and
got under the blankets and let them warm us up until my body was hot and
sweating.

   I then held you and kissed you.  You responded and let me kiss you but
kept trying to talk.  I let you and you kept asking for more.  It felt
good. Need more water.  I realized that you were delirious but that you
were instinctively telling me it was helping.  That was when I realized
that the doctor was right and I was going to use my entire body to soak you
with it's sweat and all the things your body needed to get better.

   It took me several tries to get up the courage to actually start
touching your penis and massaging you.  It was like when I was a kid and
had started fooling around with some boy cousins and we were playing
"doctor".  I had his penis out and was examining it when it started getting
erect!  I was surprised and excited and started to rub it.  He didn't last
more than a minute before coming all over my hand.  I was shocked and so
was he!

   Needless to say we kept fooling around and finally figured out about sex
and our bodies and what they could do when we finally got up the nerve to
try it like we had seen the farm animals doing.

   Well I knew you could feel what I was doing but didn't respond at first.
I must of kept kissing, hugging massaging and stroking you for an hour.  I
was giving you a tongue bath and coating every part of you with my saliva.
You seemed to resist at first and kept trying to shake me off of you but
you were too weak and I was determined I was going to do this!

   Finally your penis started to respond and I started kissing and sucking
on it.  That was when you really started to respond to my actions.  Your
penis began to swell in my mouth.  It was hot, a little dry and seemed to
suck the moisture from my mouth and absorb it instantly.  It seemed to be
getting bigger as I continued.  Even though I had to stop and keep filling
my mouth with salt water and squirt some in your mouth then some on your
body then some in my mouth when I continued sucking on you.

   You started to settle down after awhile and actually sighed and smiled.
I was getting worried until I saw you do that.  I knew at least your body
was enjoying what I was doing!" I finally stopped her to blurt out "Mom, I
didn't know what you were doing the first couple of times you did it.  I
was delirious and slipping in and out of consciousness.  I was having all
kinds of weird dreams and thought I was just dreaming it was happening. 
Even when I realized someone was in bed with me and someone was sucking on
my penis and then fucking me!  I didn't know it was sex!  All I knew was
that it felt real good!"

   My sister laughed and my mom smiled and said "Well I hope you felt good!
I certainly wore myself out trying to make you feel good!"

   She continued the story "Once you settled back down and went to sleep
your erection went down.  Your body simply didn't have enough moisture or
blood pressure or something to keep up an erection for long.

   I had called the Doctor and the Nurse had returned the call.  I was
nervous about explaining the symptoms to her but she listened calmly and
asked a few questions about what I had done up to that point.  I stammered
it out and she told me you were still too dehydrated for my body to
maintain an erection, but the fact that I was able to get one was
encouraging.

   She was the one that suggested I put you in the bath and do it there. 
She said I needed full immersion so my entire body could absorb more
moisture.  Once the warm bathe had opened all off the pores in my skin then
it would be able to absorb all of the moisture from her body.

   Mom was blushing but thanked the nurse and asked if she could come over
and help with the bathe part as she couldn't get me in by herself and hold
me up and do what was necessary.  The nurse agreed."

   I was surprised to hear this and asked "Mom I don't remember this at
all! I thought you got me into the bath?" "Well I would have if I could
have but I was tired from nursing you for two days and when I tried to move
you out of the bed you fell back and pulled me down with you.  We were
tangled in the sheets and blankets, both naked and my breast ended up in
you mouth.

   You started nursing on me like you were a baby again.  I was surprised
but let you and encouraged you.  I felt myself responding and getting wet
and figured I might as well try it then.  Your body tried but couldn't get
the erection to stay.  I tried several times to get you into me but only
managed to rub you a lot along the lips of my pussy.  You did enjoy that
and so did I but I was getting horny and frustrated by all the stimulation
and no sex!

   The nurse got there and without making me feel like some harlot or
sinner, she simply helped me get you into the bath after she got the water
to the right temperature.  She showed me how to use the Epsom salts and use
a thermometer to get the water a few degrees above your body temperature.
She then helped hold you while I soaked you with the warm bath water and we
held you so your entire body was under water except your mouth and face.

   She showed me how to use the washcloth, warm saltwater and ice chips and
my mouth to get the moisture into you.  She explained how the mouth and
penis were the two areas of the body that were the most "vascular" on a
male and the mouth and vagina on a female."

   She explained to me that is why this treatment must be done this way. 
Your body will naturally produce the sweat, enzymes and hormones with the
heat and the sexual stimulation.  Don't think about it being sex if it
really bothers you!  Think about it being a treatment that is good for both
of you!  Mom was shocked but nodded in agreement then asked her "Is that
what you do when you have to treat someone?" The nurse smiled and said "I
wasn't raised catholic but you can believe I sure had a hard time with it
the first time I had to do it.

   The mother refused and he didn't have any older sisters or grandmother
that would.  His aunt did understand but we knew the mother would never
agree.  The doctor ended up threatening her and her husband with neglecting
the boy and he would file charges of child abuse if they didn't let him
take the boy to the hospital for treatment.

   They relented but we actually took him to the aunt's home.  She was a
widow and all her children were grownup and gone.  I showed her what had to
be done.  She understood and actually had no problem with it.

   I had more problems than she did at first.  I asked her and she just
said "I am used to taking care of the boys in my family and shrugged and
said this is confidential right??  I said of course and she told me she had
nursed her two younger brothers this way with help from her mother.  Her
sister even then was convinced it was a mortal sin and wouldn't help, It
was the reason she eventually studied nursing.  So she could help others.
She had felt so good when the two boys had pulled through and knew she had
helped them get well."

   Well that helped me and we did what we had to do.  She also helped me
understand that my body was going to respond just as yours was going to do
and that it was okay to let it happen and enjoy it and not feel guilty
about.

   So I really threw myself into it after getting you back in bed and it
worked!

   "Mom.  I only remember bits and pieces until after you got me out of the
bath and we...you know had sex then." She smiled and said "that was the
fourth or fifth time I had you in the bath and back in bed to try again".
You weren't ready but your body was soaking up a lot of moisture from me!
It helped you.

   I was worn out and so were you so it took a lot longer than we expected.

   I had finished breakfast and all the water and weak tea she had brought
me.

   "How do you feel now?" She asked.  "Tired, sore and my head still aches
and my eyes are dry.  My throat is dry and sore" I answered.  My Mom said
to my sister "let's get him into the bath now." Between them and me helping
a little they got me into the warm salty bath.

   This time my sister climbed in with me.  I was not ready for this and
said "Hey you don't need to be in here!".  Mom shushed me and said "yes she
does.  I need a break and her body is young and able to produce more of
stuff you need than I can.  Just pretend your kids bathing together again
like you used to do".

   She had raised an eyebrow at my sudden flush of embarrassment a I
remembered us playing in the tub as small children.  She smiled and left
the bathroom.  My little sister was sitting between my legs splashing water
on my body.  She leaned into me and grinning she whispered in my ear "You
show me yours and I'll show you mine!"

   Just like when we were little kids!  Only this time playing doctor took
on a whole new meaning as she proceeded to "check my temperature with her
mouth and tongue!  First in my mouth then on my dick!  I checked her
temperature by inserting my tongue then my dick in her hot tight pussy! 
Needless to say both of our temperatures rose to the occasion!

   The End