Disclaimer: My friend told me I need to put this in every story…so I don't own The Suite Life Of Zack and Cody. This takes place during season 3, episode "Free Tippy"
I was allergic to Tippy hair. That was a fact. Another fact was that I was going to need some allergy medication. That meant that I needed to go home. I locked Tippy in the office, and walked to Mother's apartment. I walked in, and when she noticed my red eyes, she said "Arwin, it's obvious you need some allergy medication. Go in your bedroom, I'll be in in ten".
I went into my bedroom, and took off my work clothes. I redressed in my boxers, the white ones that had little yellow smiley faces on them, and my white undershirt. My socks were off, and so were my boots, folded neatly on the chair. I then lay down on the bed on my tummy, and soon I heard a knock.
Mother walked in, dressed in a white housedress and carrying a small bag. She settled down on the bed, and said "okay Arwin, pull down your underwear and come over my lap. You know your allergies give you fevers, so I need to check you for that too". I pulled down my underwear, and bearing my manhood, walked over to Mother. I stretched out across her lap, and she snapped on the latex glove.
I knew she was dipping her finger into the KY jelly, and soon, I heard the smuck as her finger came out. "Now Arwin, push out" she instructed, and I pushed, my manhood moving closer to Mother's thigh as I lifted my bottom up. Her finger went into my bottom, and she lubricated me, paying special attention to my prostate. My manhood swelled in size, and was throbbing. I groaned, and she smiled, liking it too.
She pulled her finger out, and wiped it off. Then, "Arwin, push out again. Here comes the thermometer". I pushed out, lifting my bottom again, feeling the large bulb of the rectal thermometer against my rosebud. It entered me, and slid until it hit a spot that made me moan. "Does my little Arwin like that?" Mother asked, and I nodded, moaning again. Mother began twirling the thermometer, pushing it in and out, and I began my moans louder.
When Mother pulled it out, she announced "normal". I breathed a silent sigh of relief; happy I didn't have to get an enema. Then I bit my lip again, because it was time for the allergy medicine. I heard Mother snap on a new latex glove, then something cool patting my right bottom cheek. The alcohol. "Okay Arwin, if you take this like a big boy and don't cry like last time, I'll help you cum" Mother said, and I nodded. I clenched my hands into fists.
I felt a sharp needle where the alcohol had been, and I shut my eyes, my fists clenching tighter. I felt the needle go in, and the stinging pain. I tried not to cry, and when I felt the needle come out, and my mother placing a Bob the Builder Band-Aid where the needle had gone. Her hand was rubbing my bottom, and then I finally heard her voice. "Good job my little Arwin, you took your shot like a bit boy. Now, I'm going to reach under, and help you cum"
Mother reached under my stomach, and started to lightly pump my manhood. A towel was underneath us, shielding her thighs and my bedspread. I groaned, and she began pumping harder with one hand, while circling my tip with her pointer finger of the other hand. I was about to come, and she knew it. She stopped pumping, and simply played her finger on my tip. "Oh…oh…oh god…I'm going…going to…cum!" I yelled, and let loose, grinding my hips into Mother's thighs and panting.
When I was done panting, Mother massaged my bottom and lay me down on the bed. She cleaned up, and instructed me to dress in new pajamas and head back to work. She had a late night bingo, and couldn't miss it. As she left, I smiled. That was perfect.