Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“I feel better already,” he replied with a slight blush as his shirt was pushed onto the floor.
I made sure the water temperature wasn’t too hot before plugging the drain. As the basin filled, I turned to retrieve a bottle of cotton candy scented soap from the bag Felix carried in. Bathing our boy was something we wanted to experience with him, but it was amazing that it ended up being just the thing he needed too.
I poured in a cap full of the liquid and watched as bubbles exploded through the water. I shrugged and dumped in another one, smiling when the suds climbed up the walls of the tub. When I stood and turned around, I was blessed with the sight of Ant standing only in his cute little briefs.
He gasped and clapped his hands when he saw what was happening in the tub. “Look at all the bubbles! Oh, I want to get in!”
“Just one second,” Felix said with a chuckle. “We’ve got to get these off first.” He stripped the underwear from our wiggly boy and my mouth watered when I saw his pretty, soft cock. But I swallowed my drool and tried not to stare as Felix and I helped him into the bathtub before kneeling beside him.
“How does the water feel?” I asked as he sat down and I turned off the faucet. “Is it warm enough?”
Ant wiggled his bottom, burying himself in the bubble mountains. “Mm, it’s perfect.”
“Good, because we have something for you.” Felix grabbed one more item from the plastic bag and held it out for Ant to see. “What do you think?”
Our boy’s eyes lit up as he looked over the toy; a large purple octopus with a silly grin. “It’s so cute!”
“Watch what it does.” Felix placed the octopus in the water, and it floated on the surface. Each of its tentacles was pointing upwards and had a plastic ring on it. My brother removed one of the rings and handed it to Ant. “See if you can toss it back on.”
“Oh, how fun!” Ant beamed and threw the ring, missing the tentacle by several inches.
When his face deflated, I removed the rest of the rings and handed them over, saying, “It’s okay, baby. Try again.”
He stuck his tongue out of the corner of his mouth as he aimed, and let a ring fly; this time, circling the tentacle perfectly. Felix and I cheered while Ant clapped, and tossed another one. Some he missed, some he made, but he had a great time through it all. His expression was beautiful as he played; it held no stress or worry, only excitement and freedom.
“I want you to try,” Ant insisted, giving half of the rings to Felix and the other half to me. “It’s really fun.”
Felix lined up his shot and threw the ring like a Frisbee. It clattered as it circled the tentacle, spinning a few times before stopping. Ant clapped and leaned over to give my brother a kiss on the cheek.
Of course, I couldn’t be outdone. In an attempt to look more impressive, I stood up and took a step back. I flicked my wrist and the loop circled its target.
“Wow, that was amazing!” Ant cheered, and I leaned down to receive my congratulatory kiss.
Felix raised an eyebrow at me, and I knew that the battle was on. He stood up as well, closed one eye, and hooked the target with ease. With our keen shifter sight and aim, it wasn’t much of a struggle.
I spun around in a circle and flicked the ring towards the toy, successfully hitting my mark. My brother turned his back to Ant, looked over his shoulder, and tossed the ring over his head, settling it on point. By the time we were out of rings, our boy was wiggling, clapping, and squealing with delight.
“Can you teach me how to do that?” he asked hopefully when we kneeled next to him again.
“Of course,” Felix smiled. “But for now, I think it’s time to scrub our sweet baby clean.”
He grabbed two washcloths from a cabinet and handed one to me. We poured a little bubble soap onto each, and began scrubbing Ant from either end; with me starting at his feet, and Felix washing his hair.
Our boy sighed happily as we washed his beautiful body. He giggled when I tickled his feet, and when Felix dabbed some bubbles onto his nose. There wasn’t a single sign of stress on his pretty face as he soaked up our love and care.
Once Ant was clean from head to toe, I unplugged the drain and got a fluffy towel from the cabinet as Felix helped him stand up. I carefully dabbed the water and leftover soap from his skin, making sure to be gentle around the burn on his arm.