In my world male enemas are all the rage (Go to MovieAccess if you like gay enema movies). Hot ones. Cold ones. Euculyptus ones. I haven’t heard one negative thing, either. Being curious, yeah, I did it, but with the helping hand of muscular male friend, who, im happy to report, took great pride in his work. The sensations are incredible. Imagine, for instance, a warm stream of salt water pushing through your butthole and making its way through your rectum. It’s delicious. It’s ecstatic. I did it three times, jerking the third, and had one of the best male orgasms I’ve had since Jamal, my black financial slave, ran me ragged in Jamaica (I let him only if certain conditions were satisfied, and, in his case, i demanded he pierce the hood of his chocolate cock, which he did with gusto…tip - go here if you like gay cock piercings!).

If you are into enemas, sure, you can go solo, or make up some excuse and pay for the services of an experienced colonist. But I recommend you involve a friend. It’s as exciting for him as it is for you. The look on his face as he bends you over the hot tub is timeless. Don’t be surprised if he comes on your back. It’s that big of a turn on. If he doesn’t shoot during the actual injection, he’s defintely going to bust a nut when you flush. If he doesn’t, he’s straight, but that’s another post.

HisFirstGaySex Robert is a perfect candidate for a hot salty enema. He’s all about his big cock, and i mean big, but, brothers, it’s his starfruit that had me beating off into a sock. So perfectly formed and brown. Tight. Smooth, no hair. Bleaching his anus came to mind, but I was aroused enough by what nature had given him. But one can wish, right? Well, you have to. Because Robert preferred to be assaulted by two well hung bucks bent on breaking his o-ring. Hey, don’t sympathize. Robert’s no angel. Like them, he’s got a monster prick, and there’s many a twink he’s made bow-legged. He knew what was coming, and he took it like the lil faggot bitch that he is. The initial deep pentration was oh so scrumptious. But it was the furious in-out he was getting from one of the bucks that made me turn my sock into a mop…