Date: Tue, 15 Jun 2010 16:03:59 -0500 From: Karl Austerlitz Subject: At_The_Movies_3 [The following account is almost certainly fiction.] I was 13 and he was 49 when we struck up a friendship at a local art movie theatre in Houston in the late 1970s. I began visiting him at his house nearly every afternoon. I had just performed oral sex on him -- my first time -- and we had drifted off to sleep in his bed with my head on his shoulder. I awoke from his moving his shoulder in order to stand up and go to the bathroom. I turned and looked out the window, and noticed that the late afternoon had turned to dusk. He flushed the toilet and called me to him in the bathroom. Once again I found myself standing before him completely nude, awaiting his instruction. "Get in the shower," he said. I stepped into the shower. We're going to clean you up a bit," he said. He retrieved an electric razor from a drawer, turned it on, and stepped toward me. He dragged the buzzing device across my groin, quickly shearing off my little thatch of adolescent fur. He put the electric razor away. He stepped inside the shower, closed the door, and turned on the water. The war water cascading over my body felt especially nice. He poured some Dr. Bronner's soap into his hand and began to lather my pubic area. He picked up a regular razor, knelt down, and then began to carefully shave off my remaining pubic hair. I looked down and watched the brown curly hairs -- evidence of my emerging manhood -- go down the drain. He took my cock into his hand and lifted it up as he carefully shaved the sides and underneath and sides of it. He was especially careful as he shaved off the few curly hairs from my balls. His handling my cock and balls was of course caused arousal on my part, and my cock stiffened. "OK, now turn around and bend over," he said. I did as ordered, and felt him carefully shave the hair off around my asshole. I turned back around and let the water rinse off any stray hairs. Gene turned the water off, stepped out, and handed me a towel. I toweled off and then looked at myself in the mirror. My pubic area was completely bald and smooth. I was 13 years old, but without any pubic hair I looked a year or two younger. "Karl, I assume that you've never had anal sex, right?" said Gene. "Right," I answered. "Have you thought about it? Would you like to try it?" he asked. I nodded. No one had come right out and asked me such a personal question so point blank before, but it was true. I had dreamed fantasized many times of being getting fucked in the ass by an older man. "OK, then here's what we need to do," he said. He opened a cabinet and pulled out an enema bag and nozzle. "An enema with a warm saline solution will flush out your bowels. I'll give you the first enema, then you'll sit on the toilet and evacuate your bowels. Then we'll do a second one with warm water and Dr. Bronner's liquid soap to clean you out inside. Then I will rub in coconut oil, which by the way is the best lubricant, and an anal suppository." He was so matter-of-fact about it. I would learn that Gene carefully thought out everything that he did. He held the enema bag under warm water, then measured in two tablespoons of salt and applied some coconut oil to the nozzle. "OK, now lie down with your feet in the air," he said. I did so. He inserted the nozzle and opened the latch on the enema tube, and I felt warm water rush inside me. After about 30 seconds he closed the latch on the tube and helped me up. I sat on the toilet and emptied my bowels. We repeated it. I showered off quickly just to make sure I was clean, and then toweled off. I felt clean and refreshed. Gene led me back to his bed. "OK, now get on the bed on your knees and elbows. Now back up this way so that your knees are close to the edge of the mattress," he instructed me. "Good, now point your ass higher in the air, and reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart." At room temperature, coconut oil is a solid. I felt him rub coconut oil into the gaping hole of my ass. It quickly melted. Next I felt his fingertip push deeper into my ass as I took a deep breath and relaxed. "Just relax," he said. There was no awkwardness or embarrassment about it. He was going to lube me up and fuck my brains out, we both knew it, and that was that. He applied more coconut oil inside me, and then I felt him insert the suppository into me. He slowly pushed it in with his index finger. "You're really tight," he said. "This suppository and oil will help you open up a bit." He continued massaging the opening of my ass for another 30 seconds. I could feel my ass opening up for him. He withdrew his finger and wiped his hands on a towel. Next his hands were on my shoulders, gripping me, and I felt the tip of his penis press against my ass. My wet young hole surrendered completely to the knob of his love muscle. "Just breathe deep, and relax every muscle in your body," he said in his soothingly calm deep voice as he slowly pushed a bit more of his cock deeper into me. This was the moment I had dreamed of for years. He slowly pushed his shaft deeper into my love canal, paying close attention to how my body would react to having a man's cock inside it. I took a deep breath, opened up for him, and pushed back against his cock. I brought my hands forward so that I could brace myself on my elbows. "Oh, Karl, you're really tight, that's fantastic, just let me know if it hurts. I don't want to injure you," he said. "OK," I said. He pushed his cock into me a little bit deeper. "You like that, don't you," he asked. "Yes," I said. "OK," he said as he gradually picked up the pace of thrusting in his cock, and then almost pulling out. It helped that his cock was uncircumcised as his foreskin would roll back as his cock penetrated me, sort of forming a seal at the opening of my ass. Uncircumcised cocks do not tend to dry out during fucking as they are not exposed to the air with each stroke. I found his rhythm, and rocked my butt back and forth in time to his deep thrusts. The only thing I knew at the time was that he was fucking me doggie-style, and it felt wonderful. I have never enjoyed having an inanimate object inserted into my rectum, but this was different. I loved feeling this man's cock penetrate my ass. He tightened his grip on my shoulders, and was pulling me back in time with his thrusts. The feeling was one of being completely owned. The harder he fucked me, the more tightly I squeezed my ass for him. With each in-stroke of his cock, I relaxed. With each out-stroke, I tightened up my little fuck-hole for him. I cast my eye over my shoulder and our eyes locked. I could tell from his moaning and the look on his face that my squeezing in time with his thrusting was driving him crazy. He fucked me like this for about ten minutes. And something happened that I will never forget. He reached around with his left hand and squeezed my hairless balls while with his right hand he slapped me on the ass and called me his "bitch." I thought to myself, wait, did he just call me his bitch? Then he slapped me on my other ass cheek, this time harder. "Good little bitch!" he grunted, as if he wanted to make sure that I heard him. And it was true: I was totally his bitch, and I loved it. I loved how his long thick cock pounded inside me. I loved that I was pleasing him. I loved being nothing but a receptacle for his pleasure. "Squeeze it," he ordered me. "Squeeze your cunt for your master!" I clenched my ass muscles around his engorged cock as tightly as I could, and immediately started shooting cum. He had brought me to orgasm merely by fucking me in the ass, fondling my balls, and talking dirty to me. My love tunnel went into contractions around his meaty shaft, and this pushed him over the edge into an orgasm. I could feel his cum spurt into me, filling me up with his warm wetness. It seemed as if time stood still as he came inside me. Actually is was more like ten seconds of sheer bliss before he withdrew his cock and lay down next to me. We were both exhausted, and drifted off to sleep. ***END OF PART 3***