While his hand was busy exploring me, mine was busy exploring him. His cock was at full attention and I was fingering the big, purple head. Little moans and gasps of pleasure kept escaping from his lips.

We kept playing our little hand games for a while, our heads back, just enjoying the sensations. The lust had finally caught up with me though and I needed more.

I sat up, leaned over, placing my lips on his. He opened his lips, inviting my hot tongue in for a visit. Our tongues met, rubbing each other in a little rhapsody of the tongues. As we continued to suck tongue and play with each others dicks my breathing became very rapid. I wanted to fuck his ass, I wanted to try and give him the same pleasure he had given me earlier.

The whirlpool buzzer started to buzz softly.

"Let's get back to the bedroom to finish this Rich." I suggested.

He agreed, we climbed out, I turned off the pump then quickly placed the cover back on. We had a quick shower to remove the whirlpool soap, dried our selves and headed for the bed.

Our dicks had started to droop a little from lack of attention, but it didn't take much to get them rock hard again.

I didn't have to tell or ask Rich to do anything. He moved to the centre of the bed and raised his legs. I grabbed lube from the floor where he had tossed it earlier.

I lubed his hole and my fingers and began to gently loosen his back door. He was very tight. I wondered if he had ever had a cock stuffed in here before. It took a while, working my forefinger around before it felt loose enough to try and get a second finger up.

The second finger went in, but again it was tight, and Rich gave a little grimace of pain as it went in.

"Has anyone ever been in here before Rich?" I asked

"Ah, no Rob. I have always been a top."

"Are you really sure you want me to do this?" I asked. "I am just as happy sucking."

"Yes Rob, I am sure. I have been waiting for just the right person to do it. You are the one, Rob."

I didn't know what to say. I was astounded. This very rich, very important man in the business world, has been saving his cherry, for me. I could only hope that I wouldn't let him down.

"Thank you." I said with all the feeling I could muster.

All the while my two fingers were moving around and around, in and out, loosening his love hole. I squirted some more lube around the hole and kept working my fingers. It was time to try and get a third finger in.

Again it was tight and he grimaced in pain as it went in. I worked the fingers around, stretching the muscle so it would open easily as my cock was pushed against it.

My fingers were now moving around with almost no resistance. I felt it might be ok to try and get my throbbing dick in. I had never taken a cherry, in fact this would only be the third time my cock had been in an ass pussy. I was very inexperienced and unsure of what I was doing.

I pulled my fingers out, squirted some lube onto my hand and tossed the tube off the bed. I wrapped my hand quickly around my shaft, applying the lube. Mind you I had so much precum dripping out I probably didn't need the lube.

I shifted up to Rich's thighs, the head of my dick rubbed against his love hole. I shifted positions just a little more and then began to push my throbbing love stick into Rich's hot interior.

I remembered that when William had taken my cherry he worked just the head in and out a bit before going in deeper. I copied his moves. The look on Rich's face told me that he was enjoying this. I pushed in a little deeper, pushed in and out, in a little deeper, pushed in and out. I kept doing this until my entire shaft was balls deep in the warmth of Rich's inner sanctum.

I then began a slow, rhythmic thrusting, all the way in, all the way out. I wasn't sure if I was hitting his prostate or not. He did not give any sign of it, if I was. I was now worried that I was not doing a good enough job.

I decided to try and change the angle of attack my cock took on the inward thrust. On my third try, Rich gave a loud gasp and moan of pleasure. I had found his prostate. I made sure I hit it on every thrust from then on.

I had settled into a steady rhythm, my hands went to his beautiful pecs and rubbed back and forth over the hair. He was moaning softly and rocking his head from side to side. I then grasped both nipples between thumb and forefinger and began to pinch and massage them. He moaned louder.

I bent over and placed my lips on his and we began to kiss, while I continued to thrust and play with his nipples. He was in heaven. My only wish was that he was getting as much pleasure as he had given me.

I sat back up, he was beginning to get covered in sweat, his breathing had turned to rasps and gasps. His head was moving from side to side faster and faster and moans of pleasure escaped through lips gone dry.

"Oh yes fuck me Rob. Drive that big rod deep into my guts. Fuck me, oh man fuck me." he screamed out suddenly.

"Harder, harder, drive that stick deeper, deeper. Oh, fuck that feels good. Ohhhh."

He was very close to shooting his wad. I increased the pace and still he screamed for more. His arms came up and pulled me down. His mouth opened and his tongue was like a wild monster flying around inside my mouth. He tried to ram it down my throat but it wasn't long enough.

His hands were moving up and down my back, fingers squeezing, digging in, he had become a wild animal in full animalistic lust. He was going to cum, and cum hard.

All this time my own lust had been growing and growing. I was not far from delivering the payload myself. In fact I was trying very hard to hold off until Rich began. It had become very important to me that we experience this together.

"Oh fuck yes." he screamed out.

I saw his balls lifting and knew he was going to cum. I wrapped my hand around his dick and started wanking it in time with my thrusting.

"Aaaaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhh." he screamed out as he began shoot his load high into the air.

I was taken completely by surprise and almost lost the rhythm. I had never seen cum shoot so far. It went way up above my head and came back down landing smack dab in the middle of his hairy chest. Another spasm and another load went flying up. This time he sat up a bit trying to catch it in his mouth. He missed and it got him square between the eyes.

My own load had begun to shoot but it was nowhere near the intensity of the earlier one. I just kept thrusting hard, mesmerized by the sight of Rich's load shooting so high and then him trying to catch it. It was as he was about to shoot his fourth load that I came to my senses, bent over a bit, trying to get my own mouth in line to catch the next one.

I almost succeeded. It shot up and caught me on the upper lip between my open mouth and my nose. I sat back up and licked it off as it dripped down.

Rich shot four more fairly strong loads but the strength diminished and finally he gave an almost dry shot and it was over. He lay there gasping for air as I bent forward and licked his precious man juice from his hairy chest. After his chest I moved up and licked his face clean. He was still breathing pretty hard so I lay down beside him.

When our systems had returned to normal we went back to the bathroom and had a good, long shower, soaping each other down, then rinsing.

We then dried each other with the big fluffy towels, which always seemed to be in abundance. We walked back to the bed, hand in hand. Together we pulled back the comforter from the bed and let it drop to the floor. Pulled back the blankets and sheets, then climbed in. We cuddled up, gave each other a kiss then fell asleep.

When I awoke, the room was just starting to get light. The sun had not climbed over the horizon yet so it was not past 5 am. I was careful not to wake Rich as I climbed out of bed. I headed for the bathroom to empty my bladder.

I was going to have to have a cleansing, but had never done it by myself, in fact I didn't even know if it was possible to do it yourself. While I was pondering this I noticed an intercom button beside the mirror over the sink. Well I thought it is worth a try.

I went over and pushed it.

"Yes Sir, Andy speaking, how may I help you Sir?" came a disembodied voice.

I pushed the button again and answered.

"It is Rob, Andy, a new slave. I have to have a cleansing but don't know how to do it by myself. Is there anyone that could help me?"

"Oh, hi Rob, yeah, I will send a couple of guys over right away. They will meet you in the bathroom."

"Thanks Andy." I responded.

A few moments later to young men entered through the gym door. They went to the wall on the other side of the door, pressed something and a door slid open. Inside was an enema table.

It only took them a few minutes to get everything set up. We didn't talk much except for those things required to proceed with the cleansing. We were slaves and not permitted to talk except for the Master's business.

I climbed on the table and the cleansing commenced. The 3rd bottle had just started when Rich entered the bathroom. His eyes were puffy from sleep and he stopped with a startled look on his face.

"What the.?" he didn't finish.

"Good morning Sir." I said.

"Everyone that lives in the mansion must have a cleansing first thing every morning. I am just about half way through."

"Every morning?" he asked bewildered.

"Yes Sir. It is very important that we always be clean. The enema ensures that, besides once you get used to it, it is a great way to start the day, Sir."

"Mind if I watch?" he asked.

"Not at all, Sir." I lied.

He asked me all kinds of questions, like what it felt like, how bad were the cramps, did I still have to have a regular bowel movement, etc.

After it was all over and the lads were cleaning the equipment, he was still asking questions.

"Would you like to try it, Sir?" I asked.

"Ah.," he hesitated. "Yeah, why not. It should be interesting."

"We would have to tie you down, Sir." I said.

"The cramps can be pretty bad the first time. They were for me, after that they just got less and less, now I barely feel them."

"That's ok, let's do it." he said.

The guys heard and they got everything ready again. Rich jumped up on the table and I fastened the cuffs. I sure hope the Master doesn't get pissed at me for doing this, I thought. Oh, well if I'm making a mistake I'll get punished, too late now to cry over spilt milk.

In no time at all we had the enema bag running in him. The first bag emptied and all he felt was a bit full and a slight need to dump. Then the second bag started. It was half way through when he got the first cramp.

He let out a yell and tried to grab his gut, but his wrists were secured and he couldn't do it. I placed a hand on his abdomen and began to rub gently, while talking soothingly to him. Explaining that the cramps were from all the crude being lifted free from his intestinal walls.

His cramping was becoming more regular as the 2nd bag emptied. The third bag was hooked up and the flow started. I continued to rub his abdomen, this seemed to give him a bit of relief.

"You.aaaa.do.aaa . thi.s aa. e.ver.y.aaaa. morning." he managed to grunt out.

"Yes Sir, every morning."

"How aa. the hel.aah.l .can you. ahaaa . stand it. Ahhaaa."

"Like I said Sir, it only cramps this bad the first time. When we do the rinse, you will see a big difference. There will be some cramping, but not much and nowhere near as bad as what you are feeling right now."

"I aaahh . hope .aaah. y. our .ahh .righ. t." he said. I think he wanted to say more but it was just too difficult to talk.

The 3rd bag was finally emptied and the 5 minute timer was started. I continued to rub his abdomen. The guys unfastened his restraints and started rubbing first his arms and then his legs. Although he was still experiencing the cramps he didn't try to double up.

It was finally time for the plug to be pulled. The look of relief on his face when the first volley shot out his ass into the container, was something to behold.

He gave me a big smile and then another spasm hit and he dumped again. It didn't take long to fill the container and it was replaced.

After he was emptied, it was time to start the rinse. It went well and he was relieved that the cramps were not too bad at all.

While the lads cleaned up again, we jumped into the whirlpool. We lay with our heads back listening to the water swirl and the sounds of the lads cleaning the equipment.

After a while I noticed that all I could hear was the water. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Both of the young men had left.

"How are you feeling Rich." I asked softly.

"To be perfectly honest Rob, I am in heaven. I don't think I ever want to leave this. That enema sure does make one feel great. I am going to have to start this routine daily as well."

He leaned over and we kissed. We were still kissing when the whirlpool buzzer sounded. We reluctantly broke the kiss and got out.

I turned off the whirlpool pump and together we put the lid on. He then reached over and grabbed me by my fully erect dick and pulled me to the shower.

In the shower we soaped each other taking an excessively long time to wash each other's jewels. We were both throbbing now and dripping precum. After rinsing good I got down on my knees and took his dick in my mouth. He stood there moaning, the hot water beating down on his back, while my hot mouth beat down on his dick.

He only managed 3 shots, I guess that ass fuck last night must have really drained his balls. I stood up and gave him a kiss. His strong arms went around me and pulled me close. We kissed for a bit and he turned me around so I was under the shower head.

He got down on his knees and took my still throbbing cock in his mouth. He spent the first few minutes just sucking and licking the head. It was driving me wild, he knew just how to turn me on. Then he impaled his face on my shaft. From there it was all up hill as he began to fuck his face on my shaft.

It didn't take long before my balls decided to give up their payload. I managed 5 good strong squirts down his throat. Well not quite all 5 went down his throat. He stood up to give me a kiss and when our mouths joined he squirted my mouth full of my own cum.

I washed it around for a few seconds then squirted it back to him. We did this back and forth half a dozen times before we each swallowed half of it.

I then explained that I had to shave my body and wondered if he would like to do it. His eyes lit up and he said yes.

I went over to the medicine cabinet and got out a disposable razor and the mug of shaving soap. In the cupboard below the sink I picked up a shaving brush. I headed back to the shower.