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Dressed For Success	By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 1527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Still shaking his head and muttering half under his breath, Benji crouched down in front of one of the cupboards and pulled out the enema kit. He unrolled the rubber mat and placed it on the bottom of the bathtub, before sitting back down on the edge of the bath to prepare the solution, cock stirring with anticipation as he did so. Sucking his labret ring into his mouth in concentration, he generously applied lube to the nozzle of the bag, before attaching it to the shower rail and lying on his back on the bath mat. Coating his fingers in the cold gel, he hissed as he carefully worked first one, then two fingers into himself, readying himself for the enema, eyes starting to slide closed in pleasure, a slight tremor running through him.

"Calm down, Benjamin," he chastised himself softly, forcing himself to focus on preparing himself and ignoring the growing throb of his cock.

One hand pillowing his head, he pulled his knees up to his chest and, taking a deep breath, he took hold of the tube and started sliding it into himself, face screwed up, a soft hiss escaping him at the initial burn of penetration. He groaned at the awkwardness of the position; this was so much easier to cope with when Tony was administering it, he hated giving himself an enema, even though he knew how much it turned Tony on.

"Here goes nothing…" When he had inserted the tube as far was he could comfortably manage, he reached up and opened the valve, whimpering as he felt the solution flowing down the tube and into him. His face screwed up as the first wave of discomfort washed over him, his free hand gripping the handrail on the bath until it passed. "Oh, fuck…" he moaned as he shifted slightly, a feeling of fullness starting to make itself known, his breathing growing shallower. He glanced up, relieved to see that the bag was almost empty. Releasing his death grip on the side of the bath, he reached up again to close the valve, breath coming in short pants, desire and discomfort battling in his veins, his cock growing even harder as he slid the tube out.

"This had better be fucking worth it," he growled, teeth clenched as his stomach cramped again. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying desperately to relax through the spasm. A wordless moan left him and he forced one eye open to look at the clock. Still a couple of minutes to go, but he wasn't sure if he could hold it much longer; it hurt. Another wave of cramps hit him and he swore loudly, head dropping back against edge of the bath, stars dancing behind his eyes making him lose his concentration, a hard blush flaming his cheeks as he felt dampness on his inner thighs.

"Oh fuck!" A wave of panic replaced the waves of cramp and Benji clenched his ass muscles as much as he could, rising to a sitting position as quickly as possible. Gripping the handrails, he hauled himself first to his feet, then out of the bath tub, managing to avoid hitting his head on the handing enema bag as he waddled the few steps between the bath and the toilet seat, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as the pressure eased. Leaning back to rest his head against the cool tiles on the wall, Benji ran his hands over his face before cleaning up and flushing the toilet. Methodically, he tidied up the bathroom, washing and drying the mat and cleaning out, and hanging the enema bag up to dry.

"Ok, that's the inside clean," he said to himself as he stepped into the shower, pulling the curtain shut and turning on the spray. "Now for the easy part." A lazy, blissful smile tugged at his lips as the warm water cascaded down onto his shoulders, the water running down his chest and back. Pushing his hair out of his face and squinting to keep the water from his eyes, he looked around for the shower gel, picking up the bottle Tony had left there earlier. "Gonna smell like a fucking girl," he complained, squeezing the gel onto his hands and working it into a lather before soaping and rinsing himself clean, arching into his touch, a contented purr rumbling in his chest at the scent as he realised it didn't smell that bad and was in fact apparently fuelling his arousal.

Turning the shower off, Benji stepped out of the bath, shaking his head, droplets of water flying from his hair. He quickly towelled himself dry and wrapped the towel around his waist, before running a sink of water and picking up the pink razor Tony had left for him.
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