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#whenever i clean the boy's bathroom the toilet seat has piss stains on it
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Here it is!  The fic I was working on haha.  It’s technically for Valentine’s Day but I couldn’t think of a good idea but then today I was struck by the urge to write this filth. (it’s got enemas, daddy kink, and light ageplay, bjs, ass eating etc. so if that’s not your thing maybe skip this one).  Anyway, without further ado, my incredibly belated SangBum Valentine’s Day fic...
It was Valentine’s Day and Sangwoo had a surprise prepared for Bum.
He’d gone out during the afternoon at the usual time, but on the way home he’d stopped to pick up a collection of holiday-themed treats: decorated cupcakes, heart-shaped chocolates… anything red and pink and sweet that he could find.
Of course, when he’d gotten home, Bum had been remarkably slow on the uptake. Perhaps it wasn’t entirely his fault - he’d probably never had anyone give him such a nice surprise in his whole pathetic life. Still, it was annoying, and Sangwoo had put him in the closet to see if he couldn’t be brought around to what he wanted.
Two hours later, Sangwoo went to check on him. Bum was huddled in the corner, shirt sleeves caressing the top of his head, with tear stains streaked down his face. He had also pissed himself.
Good. That was more like it. Bum stared up at him with big eyes, his shame burning on his cheeks. Sangwoo frowned at him. “What a mess. Come here.”
Bum scooted on his bottom across the wood floor until he was close enough for Sangwoo to grab him by his underarms and lift him into his arms.
“You’re really much too big for this.” Whether he was referencing Bum’s loosing control of his bladder or having to be carried didn’t matter; it was all part of the game.
“I’m sorry, daddy.” Bum murmured against his neck. Sangwoo felt a few more tears land on his collar bone and slide passed the collar of his shirt. Finally. He’d been starting to worry that the regression he sought from Bum would prove to be unobtainable.
“That’s my good boy.” The statement was both an acceptance of Bum’s apology as well as an indication of Sangwoo’s pleasure that he’d learned how to play along.
They arrived in the bathroom and Sangwoo set Bum down gently in the bathtub. He striped him naked and then followed suit, removing his own clothes until he was standing in just his briefs. Then he turned on the tap, holding his hand under the water until it warm enough for his little Bum.
When the tub was full enough, he turned off the water and let Bum soak for a moment. There was a washcloth on the towel rack next to the sink; Sangwoo grabbed it, dipping it in the bath water until it was soaked. He added soap and worked it into a lather of foam.
“Lean forward.” Bum did as told, resting his chin on Sangwoo’s shoulder.  It wasn't necessary to clean him quite so vigorously, but nonetheless Sangwoo gave him a good scrub down anyway.  When he was finished, he spread one of the larger towels on the floor and settled Bum onto it.  He dried him off while the tub drained.
“There now, isn't that better?” Sangwoo commented, standing again to look down at Bum.  Bum nodded and started to prop himself up on his elbows.  “Ah, ah, lay back.  I'm not finished yet.  You have to be clean all over if I'm going to give you the rest of your surprise.”
Bum looked puzzled, but Sangwoo didn't bother to elaborate; he'd find out what he meant soon enough.    Sangwoo knelt again to retrieve his other earlier purchase from under the sink.  He took care to use his body to shield it from Bum's vision.  He retrieved a rubber bag and hose, along with some lubricant.  Bum had laid back down.  Sangwoo filled the bag with warm water at the sink and added a little bit of soap; not enough to burn, but sufficient to clean Bum out fully.
“Hold still.” He instructed when all was prepared.  He popped open the bottle of lube, spreading some on his finger and some on the nozzle at the end of the plastic tube.  Repositioning himself between Bum's sprawled legs, he said, “You aren't going to like this, but you're going to take it all and hold it, okay?  Daddy has to make sure you're clean all over if I'm going to fuck you later.”
That got Bum's attention.  His eyes widened as he looked at Sangwoo and nodded.  “Yes, daddy.”
“That's my good little boy.” Sangwoo replied, placing a delicate kiss to the inside of Bum's thigh.  He shivered.
Bum flinched a little as Sangwoo used the lubricant coating his finger to prepare him for the enema.  The reaction was more a response to the cool temperature of the lube than anything else; Sangwoo barely pressed the tip of his finger inside, primarily focusing on coating the outside of Bum's entrance with the viscous fluid.  Then he gently pressed the nozzle to Bum's hole.  “Hold still now.”
Bum took the intrusion well.  Sangwoo was almost impressed.  But Bum had been fucking himself silly on that giant dildo Sangwoo had found back at his old apartment, and the most difficult part of this procedure was still yet to come.
“Remember what I said.” He warned.
Face screwed up in concentration, Bum tried his best as the water began to flow into his body.  He squirmed as much as he dared and balled his hands up into fist to beat against the tile.  Tears in his eyes, he stared up at Sangwoo in mute appeal.  “You're almost there.  Be a good boy for your daddy.”  That seemed to help, for the moment; Bum's cock grew stiff against his thigh, in spite of his growing discomfort.
At last the bag was empty and Bum was crying and fussing as his body rebelled against the excess of liquid that had been forced inside. Carefully, Sangwoo removed the nozzle.  “Don't you dare spill a drop.” He ordered, even as he hastily lifted Bum onto the toilet seat.  It would have been fun to make him hold it longer, but this was only his first time and Sangwoo didn't trust him not to lose his composure and make a disgusting mess all over the bathroom floor.
“Shh, shh, you're okay.  You can let go now, Bum.”
“Hurts.” Bum whimpered, clinging to him.
“I said you can let it out now.” Sangwoo said pointedly.  He was more surprised than annoyed; the experience seemed to have taken so much out of Bum that it was difficult for him to unclench his taut muscles.  “You're making daddy so happy.”
Sangwoo turned on the sink to wash his hands as Bum finished clearing himself out and wiping himself clean.  The noise of the water rushing down the drain helped to cover up other, more unpleasant sounds.
With that taken care of, Sangwoo took them both into the bedroom, again holding Bum in his arms.  His cock was still hard after all that, pressed against Sangwoo's stomach as Bum hugged himself tight to his chest with skinny arms wrapped around his neck.
“Did I do good?” Bum asked as Sangwoo set him down on the mattress.
“Very good.  Daddy is so proud of you.  I think it's time daddy gives you a special Valentine's Day treat.  Guess what it is...?”
Bum's eyes flickered briefly towards the hallway and the kitchen; he'd seen the sweets and desserts Sangwoo had come home with.  “Cake?” He asked.
Sangwoo shook his head in amusement.  Those had been a diversion, a misdirection to keep Bum from inquiring as to the real surprise before he was ready.  “Good guess.” He said anyway, joining him on the bed.  
Sangwoo knelt between Bum's legs as he had in the bathroom earlier, but this time he pulled him forward until Bum's legs were hooked over his shoulders and he had the access he needed.  He spread Bum's cheeks gently and blew softly against his entrance.  He laughed softly as Bum's entrance clenched and relaxed reflexively.  Then he dipped his head and brushed his tongue lightly over the puckered flesh.
“Oh!” Bum gasped.
“Shhh.” Sangwoo crooned, “Let daddy play.  I'll make you feel real nice, my sweet little boy...”
He ran his tongue over Bum's hole again, quickly at first, then returning to give him a more through licking.
He hadn't thought of taking things this far, but Bum was being so delightfully responsive.  His breathy sighs and whimpers and pleas of “Oh daddy!” were going straight to Sangwoo's own cock.  He pressed his tongue harder against the ring of muscle and felt Bum's whole body go rigid in response before a powerful quiver ran through him.  
“How are you going to take my cock like a big boy later if you can't keep still for this?” He teased.
Bum moaned at the thought of that.  “Ohh daddy, please... I need... I need...”
“What does my little boy need?” Sangwoo withdrew his tongue and sat up, pulling Bum into his lap.  He wrapped his hand around Bum's cock and gave it a couple quick strokes.  Bum moaned again, louder, more drawn-out than before.  He was already so close.
Sangwoo resumed stroking him, teasing his slit with his thumbnail.  Soon enough he was squirming and whining incoherently.  “What is it, Bum?  Ask daddy nicely.”
“Please—“ He struggled to get the words out, “Please—may I cum, daddy?”
“You may.”
Bum's whole body shook with the force of his orgasm.  Sangwoo kept a firm hold on him; he felt oddly protective.  Afterwards, Bum slumped in his arms, exhausted but seemingly content.  He took Sangwoo's arm by the wrist and brought it to his mouth to lick the cum from his fingers of his own accord.
“Good boy.”  He placed a chaste kiss to the top of Bum's head.
They laid together for just a few moments before Bum started fussing. Sangwoo had closed his eyes to doze; when he opened them, Bum was watching him.  “Daddy...” He whined, drawing out the word.  He brought to fingers to his mouth and mimed sucking on something.
“Greedy little thing.”  Sangwoo shifted, moving Bum slightly so he could pull his cock out of his briefs.  “Go on then.”
Bum settled between his legs.  Sangwoo entwined his fingers through his hair as Bum took his cock into his mouth.  He only wanted to suckle, but that was all right.  It was cute, and besides, Sangwoo knew he could cum whenever he wanted.
“Did you like your surprise?” He asked, letting his eyes drift closed again.
“Mhmm. Thank you daddy.” Bum murmured thickly before returning his attention to Sangwoo's cock.
Sangwoo sighed contentedly.  “Happy Valentine's Day, Bum.”
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