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Subject: {ASSM} Gym Buddies (M/M enema, anal)
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Date: Wed, 25 Jan 2012 20:10:03 -0500
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I was on the road and the hotel I was staying at offered a day
pass to a local gym instead of having an in-house work out area.
I decided to check it out and grabbed my bag with my shorts,
shirt and shoes and drove the short distance to check out the
facility. It was a nice mostly clean place. It was co-ed but
there were mostly guys working out. They seemed friendly enough.
I went to the locker room and slipped into my gear and hit the
treadmill and then the free weights. When I had completed my
routine I headed back to the locker room to change back into my
street clothes then head back to the hotel to shower. Any gym
shower can be a breeding ground for all sorts of floor borne
fungus and while they can be a great place to check out "hangers"
I didn't have the appropriate protective footwear to shower
there.

As I was sitting on a bench at my locker removing my sweaty outer
garments another guy came along accessing an adjacent locker. He
began stripping off his workout gear and was making small talk
with me to be social I suppose. He commented on my body condition
and was asking what routine I used to stay in shape. I described
my workout routine but then added that I take an enema every day.
It is funny how when sitting on a bench putting on your shoes
your eyes are at the perfect level to observe the cock of a man
standing there with his jock pulled down to the floor. More
specifically observe the reaction of his cock when I said the
word enema. I am not bashful about my enema habits - they are a
part of a healthy lifestyle. But they are also my fetish - by
definition a non-sexual thing that is used to derive sexual
pleasure. For some people it is shoes but for me it is enemas and
not because it is some part of a B&D scene. I am into pleasure
not pain.

His penis seemed to have twitched at the word "enema" and I
continued to talk about what I do and how I do it as I continued
to stare at his cock. He had a nice one. It was smooth shaven and
large enough when limp to fill up an entire hand. Mine barely
fills two fingers and a thumb. My mom always said mine was for
growing not for showing. I stood up now fully dressed in my
street attire when he asked if I was going to shower or not. I
described my issues with the gym shower and as I looked into his
eyes my gay-dar began to ping. Who else would be so comfortable
standing naked with their dick inches from the face of another
man and not turn away. I continued my tirade against the evil
foot fungi that must live in that shower and bluntly asked "why
don't you take a shower back at my hotel room". I explained that
it was just across the street and looking directly into my eyes
he asked "together?" I smiled and said "why of course".

We proceeded out to the parking lot and he got into his car and I
got into my rental I noted his plate number and car information
on a notepad in my car in case I had just invited some psycho
back to my hotel room and added - "he did it" to the note just
for grins (paranoid bastard that I am). He followed me to the
hotel lot and I got the last parking spot close to the door. I
got out and he stopped and rolled down his window. I told him to
come up to room 232 when he got done parking and headed up to my
room. I dropped my bag as soon as I got in the door and had
stripped down to my jock, sox and tee shirt when there was a
knock at the door. I viewed his familiar face through the peep
hole and opened the door and let him in. As the door closed I
removed my tee shirt and sox and invited him to strip down as I
entered the bathroom to get the water in the shower going.

As I bent over to adjust the temperature I spied him out of the
corner of my eye frantically stripping himself of his clothes,
piling them in a heap on the bathroom floor. I stood up removed
my jock and gazed into the huge mirror in the bathroom seeing for
the first time both out bodies reflecting there. I pulled back
the shower curtain and invited him to enter the rain room. As he
stepped in he saw my enema equipment hanging from the shower head
and said "whoa, what is that" I replied "that is my gear" and
playfully squirted him with the body gel. I moved closer to him
and used my chest to spread the shower gel around on his body as
we stepped into the stream of water coming from the shower head.
This side to side motion brought our penises into contact with
each other and we sort of dirty danced; his penis slapping my
balls and vice-a-versa. As our cocks began to swell we continued
to rub them against each other in a hands free sword fighting
way. I suggested that he let me wash his back and he agreed. I
gave him another shot of shower gel and some water to lubricate
us as I stood behind him rubbing my chest on his back. I soaped
up his ass crack and gently pushed a soapy finger through his
sphincter giving him a little finger fuck as I took my other hand
and soaped up his balls. My finger met some solid rectal residue.
I stood back up and with the help of my hand I took my swelling
cock and found his ass crack. I enjoyed rubbing my stiffening
cock the full length of his slippery ass crack and began to
discuss the use of the equipment hanging before him on the shower
head to rid him of his rectal residue. I described in detail how
it was used, what its benefits were. He indicated that he had
used a fleet enema or two for a quick clean out before but never
had a full blown filling. I reached around and groped for his
cock which was now very erect and asked if he would like to try
one now. He responded that he would like that.

We rinsed off and I got out lying some towels on the floor to
make a comfortable work area I invited him to lay down as I
reached back in the shower to retrieve the equipment. With a
squirt of my special soap mixture and a slow fill from the warm
shower head to prevent over foaming I filled my open top gallon
bag to the brim. As I hung the bag from the towel bar he appeared
intimidated by the size of the load in the bag. I explained that
he didn't have to take it all. This experience was to be for
pleasure not for pain. I had him get up on all fours and
lubricated the nozzle and his rectum with some astro-glide from
my joy bag and gently pushed the nozzle in to the full length of
the soft rubber douche nozzle. I couldn't resist fucking him with
it just a little. He jumped a bit as the nozzle hit bottom
against his prostate and I invited him to lay on his left side as
I began the flow. I let him take some water until he expressed
discomfort and closed the clamp and invited him to roll onto his
back as I massaged his abdomen. After the discomfort passed I
opened the clamp again and invited him to roll over onto his
right side to ease the water deep into his body.

As he lay there with the flow continuing I continued to massage
his abdomen till he experienced a second round of discomfort. I
explained that that he was probably full but had to hold it for a
while for the solution to be fully effective. I withdrew the
nozzle and fumbled thorough my joy bag for a butt plug. I
explained that the plug would help him retain the enema. I lubed
it up and stuffed it in - a surprisingly tight fit for such a
small plug. I massaged his abdomen then he started to moan loudly
and pant heavily. I could tell what he was about to do. I stopped
massaging and he rolled on to his back. The look on his face was
priceless as he chanted "Ohh, ohh, ohh." I pinched his nipples
and his semi erect penis spontaneously ejaculated on his abdomen,
filling his navel with cum. He seemed embarrassed but I explained
that what happened to him was a normal reaction and simply meant
the enema had done the job. I massaged his cum into his abdomen
and invited him to stand up and move to the potty to expel. I
steadied him as he plopped down on the seat and reached behind
him to retrieve the plug. When it was removed torrents of water
ejected from his rectum. I told him that there was a lot more to
follow as the enema had worked itself far up into his bowels and
that he had to just sit there and wait.

Seeing that there was still a half bag of solution left I decided
I would finish the bag off as my second enema of the day. I
reached inside my joy bag and selected a small dildo nozzle since
this enema was for fun and not for health. I removed the rubber
douche nozzle, tossing it in the sink and fitted the dildo nozzle
to the hose. I playfully pointed the dildo nozzle at his chest as
I opened the clamp to prime the nozzle and gave him a squirt of
soapy water on his chest as he sat there expelling. Then in full
view of him I lubed the nozzle with some glide using a jacking
motion and wedged the dildo up my ass. I raised the bag to the
shower curtain rod and stood there taking an enema in front of
another man. The combination of the dildo and the flow of warm
water against my prostate was exciting my sex. The flow continued
as I fought the discomfort, refusing to stop the flow. Instead I
began doing my "enema dance" where I prance around and clench my
butt to ease the discomfort, shaking my innards as the flow
continues to move deep into me. The bag finally made that
familiar sucking sound as it became fully empty. I continued to
prance around in front of him. With the clenching of my anus and
the bouncing of the dildo against my prostate as I pranced around
on my tippy toes overwhelmed me, I grabbed my cock and stroked it
till I was harder. I pointed my cock at his chest as he sat there
expelling and I came all over his chest.

I rubbed my cum into his nipples and told him that done or not he
had to vacate the seat. I came and now I needed to go! He gave my
limp cock a brief suck and got up to return to the shower. I
evacuated in the bowl and flushed everything down to join him in
the shower. I explained that just like he needed to rinse the cum
off his body, he also needed to rinse the soap out of his bowls.
He seemed to understand but expressed a desire to have me use the
dildo nozzle on him for his rinse. I cleansed the nozzle and
refilled the bag with warm clear water and gave him a nice slow
fill for his rinse as he stood in the shower. He took quite a bit
more than his first filling. We played in the shower for what
seemed like hours. We were like two teen age girls playing with
their first training bra. We pissed we sucked, we fucked. I
challenged him to stand at one end of the shower and see if he
could expel across the shower and hit me in the balls as he
expelled. Thank goodness he was really cleaned out! What a trip
that was.

R. B.  		 	   		

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