Vincent and I went home and had lunch. Vincent reminded me of my promise to put my willy into his bottom. I warned him again that it might hurt, but he insisted because he said that the men on the internet had enjoyed it, so he wanted to as well. I asked him when he last emptied his bowels, and he said, “I had a poo yesterday.” I told him that I didn't want to get my cock covered in smelly stuff, so he said he would go and empty his bottom just for me. I wasn't sure whether to take that as a compliment, so I just smiled and told him to go and do it. I said that I would have to wash his bottom thoroughly afterwards in case I might pick up an infection. I inspected his anus and noted that he hadn't wiped it very thoroughly. I told him that a bath was required, so I undressed him and ran the bath for him.
While washing him, I took good care to clean his anus thoroughly, then soaped my index finger and inserted it as far as I could into his rectum. I did this several times, until there was no visible soiling on my finger. I received no complaint from him during this procedure, and I suspected that he was enjoying it immensely; his erection confirmed my suspicion. I fetched a tube of KY jelly from the bathroom cabinet, ready for the forthcoming anal invasion. When I had dried Vincent he ran into his room excitedly, but I preferred to use my bedroom. I decided to undress completely as I had earlier that morning, and then we climbed on to the bed. I began by sucking his penis to full erection, then my tongue made its way to his anus.
Knowing that his rectum was now clean, I lifted his legs high up, inserted my tongue and obtained a little squeak of pleasure. I tongue-fucked it for a few moments, then removed the top from the KY tube and applied a generous helping to his anus and further in to his rectum. By now, of course, my own erection was at a maximum, so I applied a further helping to my glands, then touched it to Vincent's anus. I pushed in slowly; I felt his anus expand. I watched his face and when he grimaced in pain I suggested that he try to push my willy out so as to expand his sphincter further. This he did, and while my penis slid in further his grimace reduced, until I was in all the way and his face showed a neutral smile. I started to withdraw my penis and felt his sphincter tightening in an attempt to prevent withdrawal. I commenced an in-and-out motion and felt his sphincter relax, his smile broadened and he said, “That feels awesome. It doesn't hurt at all now.” To prove that he was receiving pleasure, his penis started to erect again, and I took hold of it and stroked it gently. His feeling of pleasure was increasing continually, and I felt his sphincter start to tighten and relax several times. This gave me an extra jolt of pleasure, so that I was hard pressed to avoid ejaculating. But eventually I couldn't hold back, and started to increase the rate of thrusting in and out as my penis sprayed its contents on to the walls of his rectum. He obviously felt the spray, and he reached up to put his hands around my neck and kissed me lovingly. “I thought you gave me the best feeling in the world this morning, but that was even better.” My penis softened and slid silently out of his rectum. Quickly I reached into the bedside cabinet and extracted a small hand-towel, which I placed under his bottom. I was just in time as the semen started to drip out.
“I'll take you to the bathroom and sit you on the toilet,” I told him. “You can push it all out, eh.” “I don't want to,” he said.
“It felt lovely when it went in and I want to keep it there.” I said, “I'm afraid you won't be able to. It will act like an enema and you won't be able to hold it in.” “When can you do it again?” he asked. “I loved it sooooooooooooooooo much.” “Maybe tomorrow,” I said. “You'll have something to look forward to, eh.” When he had expelled all my semen, we dressed and went downstairs. I decided that I would have a rest after my exertions, following which we would have an afternoon footpath walk and thence to the playground.