Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2022 09:02:47 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Introduction to Enemas (Gay / Authoritarian, anal, enema, oral, M/M)

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.

Copyright 2022 Wolf, all rights reserved.

You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like.
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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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