Gay Erotic Stories

When I was a twenty year old Army Recruit, I got caught giving myself an enema by my Tech Sargent. after I had been assigned the duty of cleaning the bathrooms and showers before inspection. I had confiscated an enema bag from the clinic after I had to go in for a physical. When the medic left I grabbed it and tucked in away. Well now, I had been waiting for the right moment to come as I was beginning to fee uncomfortable and needed that enema. But due to the lack of privacy, I had to wait. The weekend I was on duty, I went in to start cleaning the showers and noticed that everybody was gone! So, thinking this would be as good a time as any to have the enema, I carefully checked to make sure the coast was clear and retrieved the enema bag, filling it with warm water and hung it on the shower knob. At this point, I removed my pants and underwear and laid down on the floor, propping my feet up against the wall. I inserted the rounded end of the hose up my ass and released the clamp. It really felt great being filled with that warm and sensual fluid—and I began to masturbate. As I was laying there, savoring the moment, I heard someone enter the shower area! I froze—desperately hoping whoever it was, would finish his business and leave without detecting me! When there was no more noise, and I thought the coast was again clear, I started to get up off the floor to check for sure. Then I saw two black boots near my head! When I looked up, to my absolute horror I found myself staring at my Sargent. He didn’t say anything for a couple of seconds—eyeing me intently—then he yelled for me to get to attention. I did this without questioning his command, and with my ass still full of water. He must have continued yelling at me for some 15 minutes more before he let up. I was never so humiliated in all my life as I was at that moment. Standing there in front of him with my dick rock hard and my asshole full of water and dribbling out the back. But, I didn’t move an inch—standing there in absolute agony and still at attention. I was sure I was going to get kicked out of the Army for this one, but worse than that, how was I going to explain this to my friends and family? How would I tell them I was discharged for jacking off in the shower and taking an enema while on duty? The more I thought about this, I just wanted to die on the spot. He stood there, looking at me suffering and then gave me a choice to do as he said, or everyone on base would know what he caught me doing. I was now totally at his mercy and had no choice but to do as he said in order to protect what pride I had left. After blocking the door, he forced me to masturbate in front of him right up to the point of ejaculation. Then he let me get rid of the enema, which by now really did its job very well! Then the unspeakable happened. He stripped and forced me to suck his dick. Then it was his asshole. His stinking butt smell almost made me vomit on the spot. I was again told to masturbate for him, so I complied by laying down on the floor and starting to jack off, soon reaching my second climax and shooting cum all over my T-shirt and hand while he watched intently. Finally, when the ordeal ended, he got dressed and told me to shower and report to his office ASAP! When I finished I double timed it to his office. When I entered, I stood at attention, only to hear him say that if I breathed a word of what had just happened, he would see to it that I would be dishonorably discharged and labeled a faggot. I had no choice but to comply again to keep anyone from finding out. I had to submit to his needs whenever he wanted in order to keep him quiet—which meant going to his barracks and giving him enemas in his bathtub whenever he was constipated—horny, or just plain irritable. I don't think he ever told anyone, but sometimes, I wish I knew where he was now, so I could give him a dose of his own medicine.