Originally Posted by JL'S MIATA
I just came over today from miata.net and you guys defiantly have some funnier reading material haha awsome
My sister, who has since recovered well enough to live with her life partner Vivian in Bel Air, had a car accident a few years ago in which both of her hands were broken in several places. My mother, being a single parent, could not afford to miss work to take care of her, much less afford to hire someone to take care of her after she got home from the hospital.
Fortunately this was during the summer, and both me and my sister were off from school. Though nobody directly asked me, I assumed the responsibility of taking care of my sister. Whenever she wanted a shower, we would both get in together and after I washed myself off, I would do her as well. You can imagine how awkward and confusing it was for both of us, but given the circumstances it was surprisingly natural.
Whenever she needed to use the restroom she would have to leave the door open and yell to me when she was finished, so that I could help her clean herself. While this was bad enough in and of itself, there were at least 3 occasions where I had to change a tampon for her as well. We tried just using a pad + pantyliner, but the mess that ensued my failed attempt put my mother through such stress that we both decided I would have to man up and begrudgingly operate near her nether regions.
There were a few occasions, especially in the shower, where I experienced an embarrassing erection. Though many people feel strongly against what I'm about to tell you, I can only describe how natural it felt and the immense amount of tension released through the act. My sister would touch my erection with the unbroken parts of her wrists. At first she would gently nudge them while I was washing her chest, or when I was making sure her privates were clean from when I wiped her earlier. This is weird, but I distinctly remember her nudging me harder when I touched almost the very front of her privates with the wash cloth.
Once, when she was starting to heal nicely, she offered to wash me off too as best she could to repay the kindness I had shown her for the past two months. She made me close my eyes, and for whatever reason, washed my genitals. She was so gentle though, that I cannot imagine anyone else being closer to their sibling than me and my sister are. There was nothing nasty or incestuous about us. We are simply loving members of the same family.