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Jared knew something was wrong with his husband, Jensen. He’d been way too quiet recently.
What he didn’t know was that Jensen was horribly constipated. He hadn’t had a bowel movement in ten whole days. His belly ached constantly and he’d been suffering waves of unbearable nausea, but he somehow managed to hide it all from Jared. However, it got to the point where he couldn’t take it anymore.
Jared walked into the living room as he looked for Jensen so he could ask him what was going on, only to find him curled up in the fetal position on the couch while holding his abdomen. His breathing was pained and shallow and Jared rushed over to him.
“Jensen, what’s wrong, are you okay?” he asked him, “I know something’s up, so please tell me what’s going on, I want to help you.” Jensen let out a stuttering gasp and swallowed a gulp of air.
“Jared, I-I haven’t pooped in t-ten days… it hurts so b-bad, I can’t take it anymore…!” he whimpered, just barely keeping himself from crying. Jared was shocked to hear this, he couldn’t understand why his own husband would keep something like this from him for so long.
“What?” he gasped, “Why didn’t you tell me?” He quickly started forming a plan in his head. Hopefully it worked, or else they would need to go to the hospital.
“I didn’t want to worry you, I’m sorry…” Jensen replied. Jared wanted to talk more about this, but he didn’t have any time to waste.
“We’ll talk later, just stay here,” he said, “I’m going to go get something that will hopefully help.” He headed for the front door and left their home, intent on going to the nearby pharmacy as quickly as possible. When he got there, he bought the strongest laxatives he could buy over-the-counter (and some other general things they needed so he didn’t look suspicious) before leaving and going back home. His heart broke a little when he saw Jensen in the same position on the couch.
“Alright, I’m back, can you take these for me?” he asked him, showing him the laxatives. Jensen took them without much complaint and Jared sat next to him. While they waited, he rubbed his back and comforted him any way he could. They’d talk about the more serious stuff after he was feeling better.
It took a while, but eventually it seemed like the laxatives were working. Jensen let out a groan while his belly churned audibly and they both knew it was time. Jared helped him walk to the bathroom and sit on the toilet so the second half of the waiting game could begin.
Jensen started to push, but so far nothing was coming out despite him feeling more pressure building up inside him. As he was thinking about the possibility of him needing to go to the hospital, Jared had an idea.
“Do you want me to rub your belly?” he asked, kneeling next to the toilet, “It might help get things moving.” Jensen hadn’t even thought of that, so he agreed and lifted his shirt slightly. Jared put his hands on his distended stomach, feeling a large, hard mass pressing up against it.
“Ouch, ngh.. that hurts…” Jensen hissed. Jared realized the severity of the situation and knew he had to get this monster out of his husband’s guts as soon as possible while also being careful.
“I know, I’m sorry, this might feel uncomfortable.” he said. He began massaging Jensen’s abdomen, making sure not to press too hard. It hurt seeing him in pain, but he had to try this. He pushed around certain pressure points around the mass as he attempted to get it to move, but it was being really stubborn. All the while, Jensen grunted and whimpered while giving some pushes every now and then.
Eventually, there was progress. Jensen let out a small fart and both he and Jared froze in surprise.
“I think.. I think it’s working,” Jensen said quietly, “please keep going.” Jared continued rubbing his belly, causing him to release more farts that gradually got louder and longer. He already started to look relieved, but things were far from over. The farting went on for a few minutes before it suddenly stopped and Jensen let out a pained sound when they both felt movement inside him.
Immediately, he instinctively began pushing hard. His anus stretched wide open as a firm, thick turd began its slow descent into the toilet. Jared kept massaging his abdomen while this was happening to make sure things kept moving along. The hard log scraped his insides and crackled loudly as it continued to pump out of him and he grit his teeth and gripped the toilet seat while trying to get it out as soon as he could.
“Agh, come on, get this thing out of me!” he cried, shutting his eyes tightly. He felt like he was simultaneously giving birth and being ripped in half from the inside of his asshole. It hurt so much, but he knew he couldn’t stop now.
“You’re doing great, you’re almost done,” Jared reassured him, “just keep pushing, it’ll be over soon.” Truthfully, he wasn’t actually sure if Jensen was almost done. He would know soon enough, though. The massive log moved sluggishly, inch by inch, before it finally started to taper off. As it slid out, Jensen let out a pained, yet relieved moan and both he and Jared heard a loud thunk mixed with a splash when it landed in the toilet.
“You did it, I knew you could.” Jared praised, taking his hands off of Jensen’s belly. He was going to let him rest for a bit before he suddenly spoke up.
“I’m.. actually not done yet, hnngh!!” Jensen grunted as he started farting loudly. Liquid diarrhea caused by the laxatives then started violently pouring into the toilet from his sore anus. It burned really badly and he grabbed Jared’s hand with both of his, squeezing it for comfort. Jared used his other hand to gently caress them while he waited for his lover’s suffering to finally end.
After another few minutes, the torrent of diarrhea slowly came to a stop. Jensen panted and breathed heavily, exhausted from the whole ordeal. He looked at Jared, who was looking back at him, and smiled with a mix of gratefulness and sheepishness. Jared warmly smiled back.
“Jensen, next time something like this happens, please tell me before it gets this bad.” he said softly, “I love you so much and I want to be able to help.” Jensen merely nodded and closed his eyes, taking a moment to recover before responding.
“I will, I’m sorry, I love you too.” he replied. After Jared gave him a kiss on his temple, he helped Jensen clean up and stand up from the toilet. They both stared at the huge, dark brown log in the toilet that was poking out of the sea of diarrhea surrounding it. It was easily a foot long, at least, and they both knew it couldn’t be flushed in its current state.
“Go wash your hands, I’ll take care of this, I’d rather not break the toilet trying to flush it right away,” Jared said, “I can’t believe that thing was inside of you for so long…” Jensen chuckled weakly and made his way to the sink to wash his hands. When he was done, he turned back to his husband.
“Hey, Jared?” he started, “Thank you, for everything.” He left the bathroom after receiving another smile and a nod from Jared, who started working on dealing with the mess in the toilet.