Domination Adults, anal, enema, oral, M/M
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting adult performing enemas. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
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Introduction to Enemas
By
Wolf
Like most young boys I was introduced to mutual masturbation and oral sex by an older neighborhood youth before I reached puberty. I had just reached puberty when my mother's younger brother talked me into trying anal sex. I found the pain more that I cared to endure. I restricted my sexual activity to oral sex.
After graduation from high school, I volunteered for the Arm and spent the better part of two years in Afghanistan. I drove an armored vehicle and maintained the beast. I came away from that experience convinced that I had to return to school and earn a degree that would give me access to a career that would ensure that I would never have to get my hands dirty again.
I earned my degree in computer science, while working part time in a copy room for a large legal company. As soon as I graduated, I was offered employment in an engineering company that designed oil refineries. The company had a strict dress code. Dark suits, whiter shirts, power ties. They wanted the Brooks Brothers look. I had to keep the fact that I was into gay sex secret at work. When I wanted to have sex with a male, I went to the inner city to an area that populated by a large number of gay bars. A number of them catered to the flamboyant crowd that tended to be younger and not ashamed to demonstrate their sexual preference openly in public. There were several bars that catered to an older croup that kept their sexual desires closeted for professional reasons.
I frequented one of these bars because I didn't want my employers to discover my sexual preferences. The piano bar was located in a small office building there the only visible sign was on an electric billboard listing the businesses in the building and listed "The Toy Tiger." You had to walk down a walkway to the back of the building to an unmarked door to enter the bar. The music was never loud enough to interfere with conversations. That was why I preferred the establishment. I could order a drink and survey my fellow patrons and if I saw someone I would like to know better or someone approached me because they like my looks. We might buy each other a drink and talk to each other until we agreed to leave together. One evening I saw a distinguished looking middle-aged man was sitting in a red leather booth against a wall.
He stood out to me because he was wearing an obviously expensive tailored three-piece suit. I approached him and asked him if he minded if I joined him. He smiled and invited me to join him. I told him my name was James, and he told me his name was Bill. I told him that I worked for an engineering company, and he told me that was a banker. We bought each other q couple drinks and the subject of sex eventually became our topic of conversation.
Bill aske: "What kind of sex are you into?"
I responded: "I'm into oral sex."
He asked: "Have you ever engaged in anal sex?"
I responded: "I tried it a couple of times but it was so painful that I have never felt like doing it again."
Bill said: "Have you ever herd of having an enema before engaging in anal sex?"
I said: "I have never heard of that before. I only had a couple of enemas in my life. My mother gave me an enema a couple of times when I was constipated. I sure didn't enjoy the experience."
Bill said: "You might find it a little more enjoyable as an adult."
I thought about it for a moment before I responded: "I'm willing to give it a try."
Bill asked: "Where are you parked?"
I said that I was parked behind the building, and he assured me that my car would be safe there. We could take his car. We left to gather and his car was parked next to mine. He was driving a classic red Triumph TR6. The top was up and the side curtains were on. He drove me a couple of miles to his home and he escorted me into his home. It was well furnished and definitely a bachelor's home.
He offered me a drink and made us a couple of Tom Collins and took my coat and tie from me and put them a wooden coat hanger and hung them on the door of the hall closet. We sat on a couch and talked while we finished our drinks. Then he told me that if I needed to piss that I was free to use the bathroom. I made my way to his bathroom and pulled my cock out of my pants and stood there in front of the toilet and emptied my bladder. When I was shaking the last drop off my cock, Bill entered the bathroom and stood behind me and he reached around my body and took hold of my cock and masturbated me while he kissed my neck. He led me from the bathroom by my cock.
He led me to his bedroom and had me sit on his bed while he removed my shoes and socks and pulled me to my feet and removed all of my clothes. Then he carefully hung them up before he sat on the bench of his clothes valete and removed his hand made shoes and socks. Then he hung his coat and vest on the valete, and hung the tie and his pants on the bar of the valete. He removed his dress shirt and led me back to the bathroom and deposited his shirt, undershirt, and boxer shorts in the clothes hamper.
I was impressed with his body. He was a little over six- feet tall and he had a trim body and he was not covered in a lot of body hair, oh he had brown underarm hair and brown pubic hair above his impressive cock. His cock was dangling between his legs and was almost to a foot long, it was no thicker than my own. The mushroom head was flat on top and didn't have a thick roll around the head like a helmet, like my own cock. His scrotum dangled between his legs as well. I watched as they swung from side to side as he walked.
He calmly retrieved an enema bottle and filled it with water. He hung the bottle on a hook next to the shower and he had me bend over with my hands on the tile floor and he inserted the nozzle into my asshole and released the clamp. I felt my colon being filled with cool water and felt the weight pressing against my lower abdomen. I felt uncomfortable as the bottle emptied. Bill eventually closed the clamp and backed me over to the toilet and he told me to hold it until I was seated and pulled the nozzle out of my ass. I did my best to clamp my sphincter shut as I sat down, but before I was seated there was an explosive splash of water into the toilet and the back splash wet my butt. The smell of my shit filled the bathroom. As soon as I finished Bill flushed the toilet. He repeated the process again to ensure that my colon was empty.
He filled the bottle a third time and had me give him a couple of enemas. When he was satisfied that we were both empty we washed each other's butt and the backs of our legs and dried each other. We were both sporting hard-ons as he led me back to his bedroom.
He laid me on the middle of his bed and he got on the bed with me and he reached for a bottle of flavored lubricant and applied a generous coating all over his cock, and applied some to my asshole. Then he took hold of my ankles and placed my heels over his shoulders and as he moved closer to my butt, my ass elevated and when my asshole was allied with the head of his cock. he pressed his cock into my asshole.
As my sphincter was stretched open to accommodate the diameter of his cock the pain was very intense. I couldn't help moaning in pain. He slowly inserted his cock until his pubic hair was pressing against my scrotum. Then he started fucking me. I was making open mouthed groans with every thrust. Eventually my asshole went numb. Bill reached around my thigh and took hold of my cock and masturbated me while he was fucking me. I eventually squirted cum onto my belly and face.
Bill used a finger to wipe my belly and face and sucked the finger clean. He continued fucking motion and suddenly stopped moving. I knew he was depositing his load in my colon, but didn't feel it. He didn't move for several moments. Then he pulled a couple of tissues from the box on the nightstand and stuffed them into my asshole as he pulled out of my ass. He allowed me to stretch out my legs as he lay on top of me and kissed me. We rested and talked about how I felt about being fucked. Our discussion soon gave me another hard-on.
Bill rolled us over until he was on his back and I was on top. As I got upon my knees, Bill placed his heels on my shoulders. He chuckled when I reached for the bottle of lube. He said: "That is not necessary! I'm not a virgin."
I fucked him like he had fucked me and even jacked him off the same way he had done to me until we both had orgasms. I even stuffed a couple of tissues up his asshole afterwards. We cuddled up and kissed as we drifted off to sleep. I barely was aware when Bill covered our bodies with the sheet and covers.
I awoke when it was almost noon with a piss hard-on. The bed next to me was cold, and I got up and headed for the bathroom to relieve myself. There was a dull throbbing in my asshole as I sat there peeing. I noticed a new toothbrush still in the package and a tube of toothpaste on the sink., so I brushed my teeth. While I was doing so, I smelled coffee brewing. I followed my nose to the kitchen and found Bill preparing breakfast.
I approached him and hugged him as I reached around his naked body and pulled on his cock as I kissed the back of his neck. We sat at his glass topped breakfast table to eat our meal. I was looking through the table at his impressive cock. By the time we finished our meal and the coffee, he had a hard-on.
I went to the floor under the table and took his cock into my mouth. Bill only let me suck him for a short time before he pushed me away and gathered up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. Then he pulled me back to the bedroom and had me lay on my side and with my leg on top bent, so that he could spoon me and stuffed his cock into my ass again. He fucked me by rocking back and forth. I sucked his cock clean before I fucked him the same way.
As the sun was setting, we cleaned up and got dressed. Bill got dressed in casual linen slacks, a sports shirt and hand stitched slippers, we drove back to the bar and when we entered there was only a couple of old queens nursing their beers in a booth.
Bill announced: "Hairy, James is no longer a virgin! The occasion calls for Champlin!"
The bartender broke out a chilled bottle and bucket of ice and brought them to our table. He twisted the wire off and twisted the plastic cork and there was a load pop. Hairy brought five glasses and poured the bubbly for the five of us. The two old queens kissed me and toasted me. Hairy toasted me as well.
Later that evening I went to the bathroom to pee and Bill followed me and as soon as I finished peeing into the urinal, He pulled my pants down around my knees and stuck his cock into mm my ass. I placed my hands on the wall above the urinal to support myself while I was being fucked.
By the end of that weekend, I had moved in with Bill and we were eventually married.
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