Page 129 of Naughty November

Damn, so it’s a thing I say now?

“Okay. I trust you.”

“Good boy.”

I administered the enema and squeezed, filling him with the solution. He squirmed, so I rubbed his back gently. “You’re doing so good, Iggy. I’m going to remove the nozzle, and I want you to hold it in.”

He clenched his asshole like the good boy he was. I continued my trivia questions to distract him. He emptied, and I flushed him out again before I was satisfied. When we were done, I put away everything, washed my hands, and guided him to the heated tub. I sat with him between my legs.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, that wasn’t so bad. What’s next?”

“We’ll wait a bit, and then I’ll take you to the bathroom, and we can start there.”

“Okay. Kee?”

“Hmm?”

I rubbed his chest, playing with his nipples.

“Tell me something about you I don’t know.”

“I ate tacos for lunch today?”

Iggy giggled, and I smiled. He was relaxed. Good. “Not like that. Something meaningful.”

“All right. Let me think.” I placed little kisses on his neck and shoulders. “You know how I told you everything was okay when Dad first kicked me out?”

“Yeah?”

“It wasn’t. I was unhoused for a while, slept in my car a few times. Honestly, there was a time I was on the brink of sucking it up and crawling back.”

“Then why didn’t you?”

“Because of you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, if you knew I’d failed, you wouldn’t be strong enough to leave when you could.”

“Oh, Kee. You always think of me.” Iggy straddled my lap and wound his arms around my neck. He placed his lips on mine, moaning into my mouth. I cupped his ass, hauling him up to sit on my hard-on. The pressure felt good, especially the way he ground into it.

“I can’t wait anymore,” he whimpered.

Neither could I.

In record time, I got us into the bedroom. We were both still wet when I lowered him onto the bed and turned on the video recorder. I joined Iggy and lay on top of him. He spread his legs, making a place meant for me. My heart was so full my eyes pricked with tears.

I’ll make this one of the best nights of his life.

I kissed my way down Iggy’s body, covering him in love bites. Each time I sank my teeth into his flesh, he shivered. He panted beneath me, grinding his hips, clutching the sheets, begging.

“Please. Kee, please.”

I took his beautiful cock into my mouth and sucked him down my throat with my face against his pubes. He cried out, his fingers clenching and unclenching around the satin sheets.

“Oh my god.”