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Bottomboy For Mexicans, Part15
by Rusty
“Okay, kneel! Put your elbows on the floor and spread your knees wide. Tilt your butt up a little. So you never had an enema, huh? Well it won’t hurt--trust me. And it will get you nice and clean for Raul.”
Marveling at the sight of the boy’s cute white butt, I felt my own penis swelling in my pants. Tommy’s ass was totally smooth and devoid of hair, and except for a little blond fuzz, his balls were bare as well. His butt cheeks were round and firm from sports and pedaling Raul’s delivery trike. I envied Raul for getting to stick his Mexican prick into this Gringo boy.
I put a little Vaseline on my finger and touched it to the cute little rosebud. Tommy instantly tightened up. “Relax,” I told him. Let me grease you up a little.”
Tommy had been fucked only once before in his life, by Raul. It had hurt him a lot and it took several days for his butt hole to return to normal. He had vowed never to allow anyone to fuck him again. It wasn’t just the pain that worried him, but what it did to his male pride. You see, Tommy was not gay, although he did have a strong homosexual component in his makeup. He talked straight, walked straight, and played soccer straight. You would never guess that he had another side, a side that he was only beginning to accept. It was scary for Tommy to play around on that other side.
I gently rubbed the Vaseline on Tommy’s anus – he was so sensitive here – he kept clamping down, sucking his asshole up tight. It took quite a while for him to let his rectum relax. I fit the small nozzle onto the enema tube.
“Okay, Tommy, bear down a little.” Tommy’s anus pushed out a bit and the rosebud opened slightly. I touched the end of the nozzle to the little opening.
“Aow!” Tommy sucked his butt hole back in.
“Oh, come on, Tommy, I barely touched you! How do you expect to take Raul’s dick if you can’t take this little thing?”
Finally Tommy relaxed again and I slid the nozzle into the boy. “Just relax your gut – let the water flow into you.”
“This really feels weird. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Hey, that’s enough – I’m about to explode!”
I pulled the tube out of Tommy’s ass and he got on the toilet – just in time. The water gushed out of him.
“OK, get back down on the floor again.”
“Again?”
“Yeah, we have to keep doing this until the water comes out perfectly clear. It might turn Raul off if he smells shit while he’s fucking you.”
“Raul, Raul, Raul! It’s all about Raul! I have to give him the perfect blowjob so he will get the maximum pleasure. I have to give him my ass so he will come to California with me. Now he wants to fuck my girlfriend too!”
“Well, you don’t have to go through with this, you know.”
“Yeah, I know. I just wish it was more equal. I always have to be on the receiving end of his dick. It makes me feel like a girl. It would be cool if he’d give me a blowjob or something once in a while.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. But Raul isn’t built that way. He likes girls”
“So do I. But when he gets naked I get so horny I could almost cum just looking at him. But it doesn’t turn him on at all to see me naked.”
“I disagree. There is a part of your body that turns him on a lot.”
“Yeah, my ass – he’s always staring at it. Ever since he fucked me he can’t keep his eyes off it, or his hands either.”
“Well, if you knew how pretty your butt was, you would understand why Raul likes it so much.”
The enema kit came with two nozzles. I fit the big one onto the tube – it was intended for vaginas.
“Hey! You’re not going to stick that one in me, are you? Its too big!”
“Not as big as that big brown one you’re going to get later. This will help loosen you up. Now place your forehead on the floor and reach behind and spread your cheeks. Good. Now bear down and push out. More – I want your butt hole to come out and open up a little. That will make it easier for Raul to stick his dick in you.”
I greased up the vaginal nozzle and started rubbing the tip gently around the perimeter of Tommy’s anus. He kept tightening up the sphincter.
“Try to relax, Tommy. Pretend that this is Raul’s dick. Let yourself enjoy the sensation.”
Finally his little rosebud came out and opened a bit. I made a few more circles around it and then nestled the conical tip in the opening. Tommy had an erection.
“Here goes, Tommy.”
I slid the nozzle into him with a swift, smooth motion.
“Ahhh!” Tommy gasped, “That hurts! Pull it out!”
“Breathe, Tommy. Take deep, slow breaths and the pain will go away. The only reason it hurts is that you keep clamping down. Relax your stomach muscles so the water can flow into you.”
As Tommy relaxed, I started filling him with water.
“I don’t know if I can go through with this, I mean let Raul fuck me. Is there some way for it not to hurt so much?”
“OK, Tommy. This is how it won’t hurt so much: You already know the important physical things like spreading your ass cheeks, lube, pushing out, etc. But your main problem is psychological, not physical. You are afraid that if you act like a girl in bed, then you will turn into a girl, right? You are afraid that you will lose the male side of your character. But you have to learn to accept both of those sides and let them live in harmony.”
“How do I do that?”
“By just getting out of their way, Tommy. By realising that your nature is two-sided and that it is natural and good.”
Tommy got back on the toilet to drain. I refilled the enema bag.
“Okay, Tommy. Come over here and look at yourself in the mirror.”
Tommy stood in front of the full-length mirror. I stood behind the boy and put my arms around his cute, young body, sliding my hands over the smooth young skin of his chest and stomach. It is such a pleasure for an old fart like me to get to feel the naked body of a healthy teenager.
“What do you see? Tommy.”
“I see me.”
“Yeah, a very handsome young man. And what is this?” I cupped his penis and balls in my hand.
“My dick.”
“That’s right. This is your male sex organ. Its for fucking. And its not going to fall off no matter what your ass does. Now turn around. Can you see your butt behind you? Isn’t it cute?”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
I took the smaller mirror off the wall and handed it to Tommy.
“Now look in the little mirror and see if you can see your reflection in the big mirror.”
”Wow! Its like I’m looking at somebody else’s butt!”
“Yes. That is the view that Raul gets. Now bend over and spread your legs. Now isn’t that the prettiest ass you have ever seen? So nice and firm and smooth.” I put my hand on Tommy’s ass cheek and squeezed the strong muscle.”
“Man! Looking at that makes me wish I could fuck myself!”
“Right. Now you understand why Raul wants to fuck you so much. Now, what is this?” I touched my finger to the little anus.
“My butt hole?”
“Yes. But it is also your boy-pussy. It is your other sex-organ. You have two of them – a dick in front and a pussy in back.”
I greased up the enema nozzle again.
“Get down on the floor again, Tommy. Spread your knees and tilt your butt so that you can see your boy-pussy in the mirror. Pretend that Raul is looking at it and is about to fuck you. Be proud of your beautiful butt. Show it off for Raul. Now, again, what is this?”
“That’s my boy-pussy.”
“Correct. And what do you want Raul to do with it?”
“I want him to stick his dick in it. I want him to fuck me.”
“Do you want to feel the pleasure of having his manhood inside you? Do you want to give him pleasure with your boy-pussy? Are you willing to be like a girl for him in bed?”
“Yeah, I’ll be like a girl for him in bed. But if he wants me to be like a girl on the street, I’ll kick his butt!”
I laughed, “That’s my boy!” and slid the enema nozzle into him again.
To be continued …
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