I stood at the door, watching in case he actually showed up for the first meeting. I had agreed to meet several men and they turned out to be "no-shows" to my disappointment. I had met Tom on a site for men and we'd had several chats about our likes and dislikes. We enjoyed each other on line so I was excited and was hoping he'd show up. Just in case, I had carefully showered, and had the apartment looking clean and inviting. Several cars had gone by slowly, but none of them stopped. I had forgotten to ask him what he would be driving. I was feeling a bit of excitement and sexual anticipation but hadn't let myself get too excited in case it was another no-show.

A small red car drove by, made a U turn and drove by the other direction. I stepped out on to my patio and saw the car drive away. Sigh. Then a few moments later, it returned and came to a stop. The window rolled down and a smiling, handsome face appeared.

"Are you Ed?" he asked with the smile still beaming.

"Yes, I am, so you must be Tom?" I felt a twitch in my briefs and let my anticipation grow. He'd actually showed up. "You can park in any of the places that aren't covered", I explained and wished he'd hurry.

"I nearly backed out," he explained. "But then I saw you step out the door and decided that I'd be crazy to drive away and not stop - - - at least to visit for a bit and see what - - - - - happens. So I turned around and came back."

"I'm glad you did," I said and realized that I sounded more excited than I had meant to.

He parked his little red car and climbed out. He was really a handsome man. He had a short salt-and-pepper beard and his graying hair was also short and neatly combed. He was medium height and weight and had on a polo shirt that showed his chest and wide shoulders to perfection. His shorts presented a pair of very straight, muscular legs and a pair of expensive sandals. He walked with assurance and a quick step. I liked him immediately.

"Come in, I've been watching for you and so glad you decided to drive back," I said as he walked past me and inside the apartment. I caught a faint whiff of his after-shave. I closed the door and turned. He was right in front of me and I nearly bumped into him. He took me into a quick hug with his strong arms and pulled me against his solid chest. I was so surprised that I laughed.

"You have a nice apartment, Ed," he said as he released me and looked around. "I'm glad I came. This may turn out to be great."

I poured a couple of glasses of red wine and we sat on the sofa. I was amazed at how relaxed he was after being hesitant to stop. He crossed his handsome, bare legs and turned my way.

"So, here we are. Did you think this would actually happen?" he asked with his continued smile.

"I was really hoping it would," I said with excitement. "I really enjoyed our chats on the on-line site and thought it would be great to meet you in person".

"I've been looking for someone to share my love of enemas," he said. "I think I may have found him."

"As I told you, I haven't had any experience sharing an enema. All of mine have been solitary. But I'm feeling very excited about it and am really looking forward to it."

"It seems we've gone past the part where we size each other up and decide if we really want to share an enema or two," he said and we both laughed and agreed. "Shall we not waste any more of the evening and go ahead and get started? I'm feeling it's going to be great," he added as he put his glass of wine down and began to remove his clothes. He was so comfortable with himself that I felt comfortable also and began to unbutton my shirt. Soon we were both nude and folding our clothes on the chairs.

He had a solid looking naked body with very little hair. He had a sprinkling of hair on his firm chest and a small patch of pubic hair. He was tanned all over so I pictured him lying nude and soaking up the sun and wishing I could be there with him. His cock was beginning to stand out from his body just a bit so he was anticipating what was about to happen as was I. I could feel a shiver of excitement shake me and feel a movement in my cock.

"This way to my bedroom," I mentioned as I took his hand and led him into the short hall and then into the room I had set up for the evening.

He walked into the bathroom, turned on the water to warm it up, and picked up the silicone bag I had ready. I was glad he was taking charge since I had no idea how two men shared an enema for the sexual pleasure it provided.

"I see you have several nozzles. I like your choices," he said as he proceeded to get the bag ready and the hose adjusted. He filled the bag and attached a long narrow nozzle. He came back into the bedroom and hooked the bag on the stand I had waiting. He turned and gave me another of his beautiful smiles that showed his brilliant blue eyes as they looked deeply into my whole being.

"Go ahead and get on the bed on your left side," he explained. I did as I was told, wondering what he thought as my cock and balls hung down within his view and my bare butt was exposed also. For some reason, I wasn't bothered by being naked in front of him. He seemed so at ease with his own naked body that I was too. By now, both of us were semi-hard and rather enjoying the anticipation.

"Bend your right leg and raise it toward your chest. That will give me easy access to your man hole where all the fun happens." I felt the bed move as he sat and I realized that I was all tense with wondering what was going to happen.

"I'm going to place my hand on your body so don't be shocked by my touch," he said as I felt his warm hand flat against my butt cheek. I shivered with the sudden sensuousness and thought to myself that I was on over-load already and nothing had happened yet. I felt his hand slide over my cheeks and and circle them several times. Then I was aware that he had applied lube to his hand and he had slipped his fingers between my cheeks, causing me to gasp and another shiver of pleasure flood my body as his fingers slid over my puckered entry. I felt my cock growing and could only wonder how lucky I was that this was actually happening.

He kept massaging my butt cheeks and letting his fingers slide over my hole from time to time. Then the fingers stopped and began to circle the hole, drawing a soft moan from deep within me. Each circle caused me to suck in my breath. It was the most sensuous feeling I think I had ever had.

"Ah - - - so you like this?" he asked not actually as a question but more as a statement of fact. "I'm glad you are responding to my touch."

As he said the word 'touch', I felt the end of one finger slip inside just a tiny bit and then back out. My body responded with a flood of emotion and then the finger went back in a bit deeper. A tingling feeling wafted over me and I was lost to the erotic pleasure. The finger kept entering a little deeper each time and backing out until it was all the way inside and twisting and turning. My body couldn't be still any longer and I began to writhe about and my breathing was heavier and heavier. I felt another finger join the first one and as they entered, I shivered from my head to my toes and back again.

"This is wonderful," I moaned as I was gasping for breath. "Absolutely ENEMATASTIC!" I muttered, realizing that I had connected the two words, enema and fantastic, together in my twisting and turning and wondering how something could be so wonderful.

It was then that I felt the fingers pumping in and out and I thought I might have an orgasm immediately. But just as I reached the point of no return, he stopped and removed his fingers, leaving me feeling empty and wanting. As few seconds passed and then I felt the nozzle touch my body and a bit of pressure before it slid in and filled me even more than the fingers. I had used that nozzle before and it didn't have the magic it was having under his control.

When it was all the way in, I heard the click and the sudden warmth as the water began to enter and fill me. I was still reeling from the finger fuck and was only vaguely aware that I was beginning to be full. A brief thought of stopping the flow entered and left my consciousness and then I felt more and more full. Just as I was about to loose control, the pressure stopped and I had the entire contents in my belly. I felt warm hands massaging my butt and then reach around and softly massage my extended belly. The lubed fingers surrounded my roundness and as they did they got closer and closer to my pubes. I was throbbing with an erection that I hadn't felt in a long time and when his fingers eventually touched my hardness, I shook all over again and thought I was about to go into sexual orbit. Reality had left a long time ago and I was somewhere in time where I'd never been before and where I never wanted to leave.

"You're doing great," I heard whispered into my ear and I gasped as his tongue reached out and touched my ear lobe. "You are doing great."

I wanted to answer but there were no clear thoughts in my head as it was too full of new sensations and the pending orgasm that was building and building. I don't know when it happened but as I was barely aware, the nozzle had been removed and replaced by something hard, hot and big. He was inside me and thrusting in and out with more and more excitement. I was so close to exploding that I could think of nothing but the powerful ecstasy that was flooding my being. The excitement kept growing and growing until I felt my body explode with overwhelming pleasure. He pumped harder and harder and then gasped with a husky voice. I realized that he was slowing his thrusting also and somewhere in my muddled thinking I was aware that we had orgasmed at the same time and I suddenly felt my body go limp and the world disappeared.

I have no idea how long we lay in that position but somewhere in my grayness of thought, I became aware that he was slowly pulling out and I wanted him in me forever.

"It's time for you to expel," he whispered and I could feel him helping me to a sitting position. I was beginning to realize that I was in bed with a handsome naked man beside me and that something wonderful had just happened. That's when it hit me and I felt the cramp hit with a purpose and I jumped up and barely made it to the commode before the gushing began. The warm water flowing past my overly sensitive prostate was another great sensation but I could hardly enjoy it because of the powerful explosion that had just wracked my whole being. After several more gushes, I felt I had emptied and maybe I could move if I could just make my thoughts clear up.

"Are you ready for your second enema?" he asked and I felt him leading me back to the bed. I decided that I could learn to love this.

"It was ENEMATASTIC!", was all I could say.