By GratDelay
I shook my head. He just stood there with his arms crossed.
“You said it was worthwhile…”
“Yeahh?”
“Prove it.”
I felt the blood rush from my head, AND from my dick. HE had actually crossed one of MY boundaries; one I didn’t know I had, because this scenario had never occurred to me. Not with him, not with anybody. “This is too much for me,” I muttered. I set the bulb down on the counter and started to leave the bathroom. He grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him.
“Liam. I’m OK with this, obviously. Why can’t you be?”
“Dude, it’s SHIT!”
“So it’s not worth it after all?”
“You’re just trying to push buttons now, aren’t you? See if you can reach my limits? Well you have.”
He considered my words. “I figured, guys who are into anal, especially after what you said last night, are just, you know, used to it. Like… like a dad dealing with his kids’ diapers.”
I grabbed the enema bulb and shoved it in his hands. It squirted some water from getting squeezed. “You’re not a kid, I’m not a dad, and neither of us are into that sort of kink.”