Authoritarian, oral, anal, b/MM, M/M
Author's Note:
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 consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved.
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Steven Schwinn
By
Wolf
When I was a youngster growing up my father chose to give me a bare bottom spanking when I misbehaved, like smoking cigarettes behind the garage or joy ridding in the family car. I tended to misbehave a lot. Dad did give me a firm spanking that always made my butt nice and red.
I several occasions dad's younger brother witnessed him spanking me. He couldn't help noticing that I got boners while being spanked. Some times mt parents would drop me off at my uncles when they wanted a night out or visit friends in other towns.
When I was staying at his house it didn't take long for him to find an excuse to admitter corporal punishment to me. He would make me take my pants and underwear off before he would lay hand on my butt. He would make me lay across his lap before spanking my butt.
I would spring a boner hard enough to drive nails with. I'm sure my uncle could feel it pressing against his leg. Spanking was not enough.
He came up with the idea of administering enemas to me. He would make me undress and follow him into his bathroom. There he would have me kneel and make me bend over with my head resting on the cold tile floor with my butt pointing up, while he prepared the enema bag. He would fill the bag with lukewarm water. Then he would hang the bag on the shower before sticking the nozzle up my ass and release the clamp on the hose. I would feel the pressure on my lower like my colon was resting heavily on my belly. When the bag was empty he would pull the nozzle out and tall me to hold it until he gave me permission to shit.
I would stand with my back to the toilet until my uncle gave me permission to sit. I would be standing there doing my best to keep my sphincter from releasing the dirty water. I would be sweating with a raging hard-on until he would grant me permission to sit. As soon as I would sit the dirty water would explode from my ass with such force that the ack splash would wet my bottom.
After my uncle would clean my but. Then he would turn his hand over and flic the tip of my dick with his fingernail. My dick would go limp instantly.
The thing was I enjoyed the punishment as much as my Dad and uncle enjoyed punishing me.
When I graduated from college I headed out to make my fortune. I started working for an insurance company that promised to be a good way to work my way up the corporate ladder to a secure position that would provide a comfortable retirement.
My fellow employees were dating women, getting married and starting families.
I hadn't had a sex life in several years, but women did not appeal to me. I knew I was a pervert with specific sexual tastes. I had ever actually had a gay encounter. I was at a lost until I met Lucas.
I met him in of all places at an art gallery of erotic art. Lucas was gay and had his own perverted desires. I was admiring a painting of a boy being spanked by a chubby woman that looked lie she was enjoying spanking the necked and crying boy.
Lucas asked me id I like the painting and I assured him that it reminded me of my youth. He looked down at my crotch. I didn't have to because I could feel it pressing against my trousers. He asked me if I would like a drink. So, we made our way to a bar.
I wasn't worldly enough to recognize that t was a gay bar. Lucas asked me if I was into corporal punishment?
I told him that I had learned to enjoy being spanked at the hands of my Dd and uncle. I also was introduced to enemas by my uncle.
Lucas smiled, "I can appreciate that fetish. I happen to be a top.
The statement as lost on me. I didn't speak the lingo.
Lucas understood my confusion. "Honey, I like to fuck men myself. I would be willing to spank you and give you enemas, if I can fuck you too. I think you and I could become very good friends."
I had not considered being fucked in the ass by a man before, but the idea of it did appeal to me. After all my uncle had used pretty large nozzles.
His proposal appealed to my perverted nature, so I accepted his proposal. He didn't have an enema bag, so I tool him home with me. We had a couple of drinks to loosen up before we got undressed.
When Lucas removed his clothes, I discovered that he was very hairy. He told me that men like him were called "BEARS. Looking at him I could see why. When I laid across his lap I had a hard-on.
Lucas had one too. I know because it was poking me in the belly. I grew bold and reached between his legs to feel his hairy balls. He was spanking my butt until it was glowing nice and red. When he was satisfied that I had enough and I was crying to his satisfaction he pushed me off his lap.
When I was standing he led me to my bathroom. I assumed the position that I was all to familiar with. Lucas proceeded to prepare my enema bag. He inserted the large nozzle shaped like a cock into my asshole and released the clamp. I felt that familiar filling of my colon. I knew the bag was empty when Lucas closed the clamp with that metal clicking sound.
I got to my feet with the nozzle still stuffed up my ass. I walked very carefully to the toilet being careful not to allow the nozzle fall out of my ass. Lucas finally allowed me to sit down. As expected there was that stinking explosion that splashed up to wet my butt. I even had to flush the toilet twice to empty the bowl.
Lucas had me stand in the tub, so that he could use the hand-held shower head wash my butt. After I dried myself I followed Lucas to me bedroom. He had me assume the doggy position while he greased up my asshole and his cock.
I was intimidated by the size of his cock because it was more than seven inches long and looked to b as big around as a tomato sauce can. I was regretting to agreeing to let him fuck me. It was too late to stop him though.
Lucas positioned himself between my legs and guided his cock to my asshole. At least my enema nozzle had stretched my sphincter enough to allow him to start getting it in. As it stretched me even more I had to bit my lip to keep from complaining. When he got all of it in my ass he started fucking me. He clung to my hips for added leverage. I was grunting with every thrust. When he started cumming he froze until his cock was empty.
My first fuck was something to remember. I enjoyed the submissive role. It was like submitting to my father and uncle. I do like having things done to me.
Lucas was an experienced Top and used to fucking men. He had no desire to let me or anyone fuck him though. That was why he didn't have a lasting relationship with normal gays, because they wanted to fuck their partner as well as being fucked. I was the perfect partner for him. I got off being fucked.
It was his idea for me to wear a special outfit as a signal when I wanted to be fucked. He suggested that I wear red crew socks, with red garters, red T-shirt and red jock strap. It was perfect for me because the nylon cup held my junk while my asshole was fully exposed. When I put those garments on it was my signal to Lucas that I was in the mood for sex.
Lucas was very horny and able to get a hard-on quickly and randy enough to be willing to fuck me almost anytime and at least a couple of times in succession. I was able to cumin my jock strap without touching my cock. The cum would soak through the nylon cup and drip on the bed or floor.
He had been fucking me for about a month and I was in love with him. He was in charge and I didn't want to distract him while he was fucking me. My goal was to provide him with everything he needed to get off. I didn't need him to help me get off. I wanted to provide him with all of those good penile sensations. Being fucked was all I needed to get off.
Lucas was always in the mood for a fuck in the morning before we had to get dressed for work. I would get out of my pajamas and put on the red jock outfit. And announce after breakfast, "I'm ready to be fucked!"
There was always an after-dinner fuck. Weekends tended to be wild, he would fuck me a couple of times on Saturday mornings and just leave his penis deep in my rectum. He told me that when his cock would go soft he would give me another gift, but he would decide how and when. I couldn't ask for it.
After saying that he started peeing in my rectum. He started slowly but soon it was a flood. He was giving me a urine enema. While he was pissing, he told me I would have to hold it until I made it to the bathroom.
Lucas couldn't piss in my bowl after fucking and still had a hard-on unless he had a very full bladder. I learned that a piss enema is interesting because urine is salty and it draws moisture from the intestine walls. He would leave his cock in me and walk me to the bathroom and only pull out to allow me to sit on the toilet or stand in the shower.
Lucas knew all about these things because he had been fucking and pissing in guys for years. He instinctively knew that I'd enjoy being given a more effective enema.
Sometime Lucas would enter the bathroom to check on me would drop his underwear and turn his back to me, while I was sitting on the toilet. He would bend over to present his butt to me. He would tell me to lick his asshole.
I learned that because of all his bodily hair he had plenty of hair ringing his asshole. I discovered that balls of shit clung to the hairs and they were called "dingle berries."
For a sub like me it was a pleasure to please Lucas any way he chose. I was happy to lick his asshole as long as he wanted. I actually enjoyed the smell of his ass-crack and lick his hairy ass clean. We had a purely sexual relationship.
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