The doctor was clearly mistaken because the two catheters are still as uncomfortable as they were when they were first inserted. Nathan and Emma assisted him in getting settled on the bed, but he is now forced to lie on his side because he is still semi-stiff from the rectal catheter and cannot lie on his back comfortably either.
Emma has offered to lie on the bed with him, but Killian is too embarrassed to let her get that close. Because of his situation, he doesn't know when he'll be able to look her in the eyes without flushing. So Emma and his nurse left him, but he knows they went into the living room or kitchen. Nathan is probably organizing his medications and other medical supplies, and Emma said she would prepare the diet meal suggested by the doctor for tomorrow. This means no fatty or oily foods, which he normally enjoys eating; instead, he can eat vegetables, rice, and regular chicken breast to help with his incontinence.
Killian closes his eyes and tries to relax as much as his circumstances allow. The tubes are extremely uncomfortable, as is the position he is in, but he knows he can't change it, and he can also feel the fatigue of being alert, examined, and humiliated all day. Fortunately, he hasn't used either the condom catheter or the bowel catheter so far (he doesn't have control over them anyway) and hopes that he won't use them while he sleeps either.
Slowly, fatigue sets in, and he falls into a deep sleep, trying to put the events of the day behind him.
Nathan wakes him up a few hours later, but it appears that his wish has not been granted, and his bladder has let go while he slept. He looks at the digital clock on his bedside table and notices that it's 8 p.m. Nathan isn't usually here at this hour of the night, but this appears to be an exception. Killian is thankful that he did not abandon him and that Emma does not have to deal with his mess.
When his carer removes the covers from him, Killian closes his eyes resignedly, realizing that his hard-on hasn't gone away. Nathan looks apologetically at him as he puts on medical gloves and reaches for his penis to remove the catheter and the rubber rind. "I'll be quick, mate," his nurse assures him, and Killian simply nods.
Nathan begins to pull the tube out of his manhood, and Killian grunts. He breathes a sigh of relief as soon as the catheter is removed, and Nathan takes off the rubber rind as well. Unfortunately, his relief is short-lived. Nathan rubs some baby powder on his penis to prevent the rind from rubbing against the skin, then inserts the new catheter up his manhood with a decisive motion. Killian moans and closes his eyes in discomfort.
Unfortunately, Emma decides to enter the bedroom at this moment. "Hey," she says, and Killian takes notice of her sweet smile. He turns away, unable to overcome the humiliating feeling.
Emma, oblivious to his state, sits next to him on the bed and strokes his hair. Killian immediately feels better after inhaling his favorite scent on her, honey and orchids. Then he notices Emma has changed into her pajamas and opens his eyes. "Wha-" he wants to ask, but Emma answers him as if she can read his mind.
"Nathan gave you a pass on dinner this time, and I'm actually sleepy," she says naturally, and Killian blinks. He didn't believe Emma would still want to sleep next to him.
Killian isn't sure if he'd want to sleep next to her. So many things could go wrong. Things that would most likely scare her off.
"Swan-"
"No. Don't even bother finishing that sentence. I told you not to try to shield me from things." She gently scolds him and kisses his cheek.
Nathan straightens up and clears his throat. "Your bladder will probably hold out through the night. I have to leave now, but Emma, if anything comes up, you can call me. You already know the rest," the nurse nods and is about to turn to go out the door when Killian speaks.
"What do you mean, you need to leave? What happens if-"
"Then Emma will assist you. She was there at the doctor's office and assured me that she could do it." He shrugs as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Killian looks at Emma mortified.
"No, you-"
"Yeah, I can. I told you it didn't bother me and that I want to do this for you."
Killian doesn't know what to say and instead nods, trying to hold back tears.
Nathan has left, and Emma is on the bed next to him, but they don't touch. Then, hesitantly, Emma moves closer to him, resting her forehead on his, but taking care not to touch the rest of their bodies. Killian knows deep down that Emma is lying in this manner to avoid causing him further discomfort, but doubt creeps into his mind. He closes his eyes and listens to Emma's reassuring words that everything will be fine and that things will soon return to normal. But Killian is aware that this is a condition that could reappear at any time. Still, he tries to be more optimistic for Emma's sake.
They both fall asleep gradually, Killian's last memory of Emma placing a gentle kiss on his lips.
He awakens a few hours later to an unpleasant feeling, but as soon as he opens his eyes, he realizes it is morning. He feels the need to fart, but for some reason, it causes him great discomfort. He then remembers he has a catheter in his rectum, which is causing gas in his bowels that he is having difficulty getting rid of. His predicament doesn't help problems with his hemorrhoids, and with a grunt, some of the gas from his anus escapes through his catheter. Unfortunately, this was not the main source of his discomfort, and in the meantime, Emma is waking up.
"Killian?" she asks, a little sleepily, but he knows she can tell he's in pain as she sits up in bed. She looks at the clock before turning her gaze to the bedroom door. "Nathan is supposed to be here by now. Would you like me to invite him in?"
Killian senses the uncertainty in her voice and knows why. Emma wishes to assist him, but she prefers to leave the decision to him. Killian loves her even more because of it.
Another tight feeling in his stomach washes over him, and all he could do is nod to her while farting again, this time audibly. He blushes, but Emma has already left the room, searching for his caretaker.
Killian's anus is aching from the hemorrhoids as the gases try to burst out of him and he reflexively grabs for his backside to soothe the situation as Nathan enters the room and hurries to his side. "Mate, don't," he adds in a warning tone and takes his hand away.
His nurse pulls the blankets off him and then goes behind his back to examine his bowel catheter. Killian knows there are no stools in there yet, which would have woken him up. Nathan comes back into view, then lays a soothing hand on his shoulder. "I think you're about to have a bowel movement. Do you think I need to help the process, or it will come out?"
"I...I don't...I don't know," he replies between grunts as the tightness in his stomach doesn't relieve. He doesn't know what form the stool will come out in.
Another fart leaves his anus and he groans again.
"You're quite bloated, mate. I reckon you'll have a loose stool this time. Probably the result of the enema yesterday." Nathan informs him and Killian has a similar thought. He's just hoping it doesn't turn into a mild case of diarrhea.
"Your erection has fortunately come down, so I need to turn you onto your stomach, which may help, especially if we can spread your legs a little."
Killian nods, despite the fact that he knows moving, will be torturous. Nathan grips his left leg at the bend of his knee with one hand and his shoulder with the other, rolling him onto her stomach slowly. The condom catheter is adjusted by his nurse so that it is between his legs rather than his resting on it. Nathan places his legs in a frog-like position, pushing them up to his sides slightly. "Ah...Uh," Killian grunts as the rectal catheter moves in him with the repositioning.
"All right, this might help." The nurse says, but Killian isn't feeling that relieved just now.
They wait at least another 10 minutes, but apart from a few farts, no stools have come out so far. Nathan massages his lower back a few times, but it doesn't have much effect.
His nurse lets out a sigh. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to do it," he says apologizingly to Kilian, who inquires as to what.
"The doctor said that if this were the case, the rectal catheter would need to be pushed up a little to allow the stool to flow more easily and to trigger evacuation."
Killian wants to protest but understands he has no choice.
"All right, here we go," his nurse says, and Killian feels Nathan's touch on the catheter. Killian's back tenses as the nurse starts to push the tube up. "Ahh," he grunts, as his legs begin to spasm slightly.
He is aware that the spasms are more common during his bowel programs, largely because of suppositories and digital stimulation in his rectum and anus, upsetting his nervous system.
Nathan finally stops pushing the tube up, and Killian feels the change. The stool passes through his bowels, and a bit lands in the collection bag, followed by diarrhea leaving his bowels. His bowels empty in a farting fit, so uncomfortable that he grips the pillow under his head with his hand, his legs still spasming and his back straining. After a few minutes, it seems he is empty, and Nathan checks him to be sure. Slowly, the nurse begins to pull out the tube, and Killian grunts as it irritates his hemorrhoids.
Emma suddenly appears at the end of the bed, or Killian is just now hearing her voice as she offers Nathen wet wipes. Killian hides his face in his pillow.
The next second the catheter leaves his anus and he lets out a sigh of relief. He knows, and feels, that his anus is now wide open and spasming as well, and he hopes that mucus won't flow out through it. Nathan immediately but gently wipes him down, using at least 6 wipes, and takes his soiled catheter out of the room. Killian knows that Emma is still here and can undoubtedly see how exposed he is. He tries to move to hide himself, but Emma kneels down and places a kiss on his hair. "It's almost over" she whispers as Killian shuts his eyes.
Nathan comes back and is holding a new catheter, which he will insert into his rectum in a moment.
"Wait a minute, please," he begs, enjoying the fact that his hemorrhoids are not being forced against anything. Besides, his erection is finally gone, so the condom catheter is less unpleasant.
At that time, his bladder releases and warm pee oozes from his penis and into his collection bag.
Nathan swiftly changes the catheter again, re-powders his genitals, and pushes the tube up his bladder. Emma is still next to him, her forehead pressed against his, attempting to give him strength.
Killian wants to take advantage of the time until he has to wear a new rectal catheter and find comfort in Emma's closeness. He hasn't admitted it to himself yet, but inside he's so grateful she's by his side and won't leave no matter how difficult their situation as a couple is.
He would do anything to be "normal" again and offer Emma anything she wants if there were no boundaries to their lives and their relationship if they could make love whenever they want.
But sadly, life has dealt him a bad hand and he needs to get used to the circumstance where there will be ongoing impediments in his life. He just hopes that Emma's love is strong enough to hold on to him.
It's been a long since he could feel Emma's soft and flawless skin against his, how her round breasts were bound by his palm, how her warm and welcoming core encircled him. It had been a while since they had complemented each other and he misses it so much.
Emma plants a final kiss on his forehead before standing beside him and asking her nurse to leave the room. Killian doesn't know what to make of this but is grateful that he still has some time remaining without the catheter.
But a few minutes later, Nathan returns, still carrying the rectal catheter and appearing contrite. Killian takes a long breath and exhales resignedly.
"Okay mate, let's get this over with," his nurse says and goes around his back.
With one hand he parts his buttocks and with the other, he smears lubricant on his puckered anus, the chill of the jelly sending shivers through him. The next moment, he feels the end of the tube and Nathan slowly pushes the catheter. He grunts as the tube goes higher and higher inside him, his back tensing as the catheter is fully inserted. Nathan places a collection bag over the end of the catheter and covers him with the blanket. Killian can feel himself getting semi-erect from the catheter, which is a great discomfort with a tube in his penis.
Nathan appears in front of him and bends down.
"I'll check back in a couple of hours to see if your bladder has let go, till then hang in there mate. I'll bring your lunch soon"
Killian merely nods, trying to get used to the ache, but just can't. Slowly, he feels drowsiness take hold again and he drifts off to a dreamless snooze.
A few hours later he is having his lunch, which is not his favourite, and although he knows Emma has tried, even a Michelin-star chef couldn't make more out of simple chicken breast and rice without seasonings and whatnot.
Just as he is swallowing the last meal, his bladder lets go and the collection bag is filled with urine. A very painful feeling as his semi-rigid manhood had a catheter in it.
Killian also signals to Nathan what has happened and the nurse pulls the blanket off him. He slips on a rubber glove and grips his penis at the base, using the other to gently pull the tube out. Killian tries not to make a sound at the discomfort but fails. Nathan then also removes the rubber rind from his manhood and wipes his glans with an antiseptic wipe. He removes the catheter and returns to dusting his penis.
Killian continues to prepare for another catheter to be put in, but Nathan pulls the blanket back over him.
"I've spoken to Emma and we've agreed that it won't be necessary to reinsert the bladder catheter for a while, you'll be fine for a few hours," Nathan winks at him and Killian furrows his brow, but internally he's delighted to have at least one less inconvenience to endure.
As his caretaker leaves the room, Emma slips in the door. She has a large smile on her face and before Killian can ask her a question, she's on the bed next him and kissing him.
"Mmhm," Killian lets out in surprise, but swiftly, almost instinctively kisses her back.
They both lie on their sides, Emma deepening the kiss and Killian relaxing into the bliss.
"I want you," she murmurs between kisses, then pulls away slightly and looks deeply into his eyes.
Killian's mouth opens, then closes, then opens again. Is Emma actually voicing what he thinks...?
"Emma..." he gasps, then closes his eyes. "I want you too, more than you know, but-"
"Shh," she hushes, fingers over his mouth, love swirling in her eyes. "I know. It might not work the first time. But I love a challenge."
There's a playful glint in Emma's eyes, too, and then her hand slides lower from his chest. Killian closes his eyes as her fingers are now on his lower belly and slowly reaching his manhood. He hisses slightly as Emma's hand slides around his penis, his skin a little sensitive from the catheter.
Emma senses this and carefully starts to stroke him.
He wants to inform Emma about his concerns, but she starts moving her hand faster and quicker and Killian hisses again, this time because of the pleasant feeling.
He wants to make love to Emma more than anything, but he doesn't know how to tell her that it might not be possible in this situation.
"Emma...I can't," he confesses in a low voice, but Emma silences him with another kiss.
"Let's try something else. I know it sounds impossible, but be on top for now. I know it won't be practical on your back right now. I'll help," her confidence hasn't yet stuck to Killian but he wants to believe they can do it.
Emma takes her hand off his penis and lies on her back. In a flash, she strips off her jeans, top, and bra and is separated from being completely naked next to him by only a pair of lacy panties. Killian's eyes settle on her perfect breasts and he caresses them with his right hand. Emma's eyes close for a moment and a smile appears on her lips.
Killian is feeling proud of himself for creating that smile on her face, and then Emma swiftly gets rid of her panties as well.
Killian swallows and is eager to delve into Emma's warm center.
It's as if Emma is reading his mind. pushes herself closer to him, lying on her back, then reaches under Killian's arms and looks up at him. Killian understands what she wants, to help him, so he can lie across Emma between her legs.
He takes a deep breath, knowing that this change of posture will be difficult because of his catheter, but nods and carefully begins to move position.
He groans as the catheter begins to move in his rectum and his strained back shifts position.
After a few torturous seconds, though, he is lying on Emma and attempting not to put all his weight on her, resting on his upper arms. His rear, meanwhile, is between Emma's thighs, his back still strained, his semi-rigid penis brushing Emma's thigh.
Emma looks up at him, warmth in her eyes, then runs her hand through his hair. She slides down a little and reaches between them. Killian feels her delicate fingers on his penis as she aligns him with her vagina.
Killian uses his upper arms to push himself forward and with that motion, they come together. They both let out a sigh, but Killian realizes that this is not fully comfortable for him. With each thrust, the catheter tightens in his buttocks, it would be better if his limbs were spread wider.
As if Emma is reading his mind, she puts her legs under Killian's knees and slowly starts to spread his legs. Killian groans as the catheter moves inside him, but feels a little more comfortable. Emma positions her legs so they don't entangle with his and touch the catheter. Emma presses a kiss to his lips and then Killian starts thrusting again, this time feeling better for him too. The motions aren't the most graceful, and each thrust is accompanied by an uncomfortable sensation alongside the good feeling, but Killian knows that comes at a price.
He's not complaining, because it's getting better for him, even though he's slower to reach a state of ecstasy. The thrusts are becoming less erratic, Emma is encouraging him with her movements and kisses and Killian knows it feels good for her too as her moans deepen. They are getting closer and closer to climax and with the next thrust Emma reaches ecstasy and Killian follows after a few seconds before immediately a small amount of gas leaves his rectum and with ecstasy a small bowel movement begins.
Killian comes amidst a farting fit, then fecal matter escapes his rectum and falls into the catheter's collection bag. Above Emma, he starts to tremble slightly as even more gas leaves his anus, but Emma merely reassures him and whispers nice nothings in his ear.
He grunts as the bowel movements subside, but Killian doesn't regret making love, even if it is now quite uncomfortable for what is happening to him.
Emma stays with him till his bowel movements come to a finish, his legs spasming slightly and his head buried in Emma's shoulder.
When it's over, Emma drops one last kiss on his forehead, then slips carefully out from under him and puts on her robe.
Drowsiness takes over again, the lovemaking and the bowel movements have absorbed all his power. He knows Nathan will come in soon to change his catheter, but he can't keep his eyes open, and his hemorrhoids won't allow him to fall entirely asleep.
It's only been two days, but he's already fatigued to the point of exhaustion. He can only hope that he can actually manage this issue better.