Diary of a Futurenaut Genius, entry for 3/6/05

[Rick Potvin]

Dear Diary,

The word 'pervert' is often misused. There really aren't many of us;
especially we few who are both perverts and geniuses. I, however, am
the genuine article. I live alone because no one can take my behavior
on a steady basis.

Take today, for example: I woke up, gasping for breath, with the cat
sitting on my face. I lifted his tail and licked his asshole, then
sucked his little nuts into my mouth. Then, to teach the little bastard
a lesson, I grabbed him around the neck and shoved my finger up his
ass! He struggled and squealed, and as soon as I let him loose, he
jumped half a mile! I laughed and licked off my finger. I noticed I had
a hardon, so I stuck the finger up my own asshole and jacked off. Just
before I came, I yanked my finger out and stuck it in my mouth, coming
while I tasted my own delicious shit! I yawned and got out of bed.
Stretching, and looking at the reflection of my floppy cock in the
mirror, I got turned on all over again. Realizing I needed to take a
shit and piss before my shower, I decided to make the most of it.
Adjusting the two door mirrors so I could see, I bent over and watched
my asshole shit out a couple of hefty turds onto the floor. Always a
turn-on seeing that, I got down and sniffed the nasty pile I'd made.
Morning shit always smelled the worst...and never failed to give me
another boner! I sprawled out, rubbing my dick along the slick,
hardwood floor while I licked all over the fragrant, repulsive mess I'd
made!

I always kept the floor spic n' span. I did this often, and certainly
didn't want any dirt getting on my neat turds. Especially this one! It
was almost black and glistening with juice. I teased it with my tongue,
then broke it open with my fingers, watching the lovely sticky pebbles
come away from the main section. Greedily, I took a sweet morsel into
my mouth and sucked the juice off before spitting it out and getting a
fresh one. With my tongue, I pushed aside a few of the cutest pebbles.
I licked up and down the big part, but when I was ready to come, I
sucked up the little guys and ate 'em.

Of course, then I had to get down and clean up the floor, right? But
licking up my own cum is always a pleasure...even from the floor. I
picked up the rest of my turd, licked the floor underneath, and carried
it to the toilet. Musn't overdo a good thing.

Now, I still had to piss, but I certainly didn't have time to clean up
a mess like that, so I laid down in the tub and put my legs up on the
tile wall. Aiming my prick at my face, I let the stream go. I closed my
eyes, of course, but opened my mouth, trying to catch as much as I
could for a good-morning thirst-quencher! I showered after giving
myself a good finger-fuck!

Before I left the house, the gardener showed up. He's a hot little Mex
with a tight, firm butt. His work isn't the greatest, but he's a
firecracker. After explaining what I needed done, I slipped my hand
down the back of his pants and wiped my finger over his greasy anus.

"Mmmm. Something to sniff while driving!" I said to him. "Try to work
up a nice sweat today, Carlos, and I'll lick your asshole when I get
home."

"Si, si, I sweat good today!" he smiled.

Hot little fuckin ass! I sniffed my gamey finger all the way to the
Youth Center. After getting caught blowing a kid in the balcony, the
judge sentenced me to 40 hours of community service. I was headed for
my obligatory daily two hours supervising 9 and 10-year-old brats. "OK,
fellas, before the games line up for short-arm inspection! Drop your
pants." I didn't have much use for tiny peckers that couldn't squirt
juice, but I got a kick out of watching them. "Alright, now turn
sideways and grab your buddy's dick. Lift it up and feel it all over.
Gotta make sure everything checks out all alright."

"Like this, sir?" one youngster gushed "Yeah, flop it around a little
and don't forget to get down and sniff his balls. You all know what
balls should smell like by now. Report any strange odors to me and I'll
check them out personally. Otherwise, you guys can pull your pants up
and we'll get on with the activities. Next week we'll learn how to
check out each other's butt smells. Like before, I'll let you smell
mine first so you know what it should be like. Healthy bodies, fellas,
that's always important!"

An hour later, I wondered where two of my charges had made off to. The
Boys Room was locked, so I fished out my passkey and burst in on them.

"Aha! You two diddlers! Watchin' each other poop again?"

"N-no, we're just messin' around."

"With your pants down?"

"We thought maybe we hadn't checked each other out good before."

"Un hunh, you don't lie very good. Alright, if that's what you want to
do, I'll show you the right way." I got each boy to stand at the side
of the toilet and bend slightly so his turd would drop into the
pot...and we could watch. As each boy shit, I taught the other one how
to sniff at it and check the smell. Both kids dropped lovely little
boyturds that dropped into the water and floated. "Gee, fellas, looks
like there's no paper. Well, that's alright, you're both pretty clean.
Just turn this way and I'll lick any nasty leftovers off."

Mmm. Not too fuckin' bad. I could get used to that mild, spicy taste.
The rest of the morning was filled with their usual activities and
games and athletics as they bounced around in their skimpy shorts.

Arriving for lunch at my favorite restaurant, I asked the waiter about
the busboy.

"Heh! Probably in the men's room with some stranger's cock in his
mouth!"

I ordered, then went to check it out.

Sure enough, the stall door was open and he was on his knees sucking
away on the prick of a businessman with his pants around his ankles as
he sat on the pot. The guy glanced at me.

"No problem, fella. Kid gives great head, don't he?

Wanna suck my prick while he blows you?" The guy nodded. The kid didn't
even stop sucking the huge cock in his mouth. He saw me out of the
corner of his eye and helped yank the back of my pants down. He put his
finger between his lips and the cock, then wormed it up my asshole and
played around while the guy blew me. We both came off at the same time.
I pulled the finger from my hole and put the kid's hand to the guy's
face. He squinched his nose up, smelling my asshole, and declined the
offer. I laughed and took the boy's finger in my mouth and cleaned it
off. The guy went back to his table while I blew the busboy.

I remembered the time I'd taken my salad into the restroom and had the
kid jack off over it. He was a great comer! I'd rubbed my nose up his
crack and was happily smelling his butthole while I ate my healthy
cream splattered salad!

After lunch I toodled on over to the real estate office. Jim was at his
desk near the picture window and waved when he saw me, nodding. I
parked and went in. He pulled a business-like portfolio from his drawer
as he saw me approach, and handed it to me. We didn't say a word
...just exchanged lusty grins. I quickly made my way back to the car. I
adjusted the growing cock in my pants and drove off, opening the thin
folder at my side. I grabbed the small stack of tissues, breathed in
the heady aroma, and gazed at the smears on the paper he'd used to wipe
his ass. Jim was young and married. He does me these little favors once
a week. I hope someday to get it first-hand, but so far he's declined.
He never asked what I do with them, but I'm sure he's imagined. One by
one, I licked the streaks on the paper and swallowed it.

Usually, it seemed he didn't give me the first ones... the worst
ones...but today he'd included one that was quite filthy. I saved it
for last. I had the tissue in my palm when I pulled up to a stop light.
I looked over to see a man in a convertible next to me, staring
inquisitively at what I had. I rolled down the window.

"That's...that's not what it looks like, is it?!" he chuckled.

I stared at it, sniffed it, and nodded, smiling. I turned it so he
could get a better look. "I just had lunch ...this is dessert!" I said,
lewdly running my tongue up it. He gulped, wide-eyed. The light
changed. As I pulled away, he gave me an amused thumbs-up! I finished
it as I pulled onto the freeway onramp, heading for the Musky Stallion.
The leather bar was heating up early, but then it was Saturday. I
ordered a beer and looked around. Lots of leather, guys in
chaps...naked underneath for casual butt-feeling. Most guys were
drinking and groping casually. I watched one guy sitting on a barstool
checking out the naked ass of the guy next to him who was engaged in
conversation with a buddy. The man fondled the guy's asscheeks, then
teased his anus. The guy paid him no attention, nor did he stop him,
even when the man slipped his finger up his asshole. He just continued
talking, and pushed his butt back for a deeper probing. I don't think
he knew, or cared, who was finger-fucking him. Eventually, his buddy
looked around to see what the man was doing...and smiled. Then he got
down and started to lick his buddy's leather pouch. The man doing the
finger-fucking glanced at me, seeing me watching them. Expressionless,
he returned to his deep penetrations, obviously wiggling his finger
inside. His game of stink-finger went on for a while, until the guy
make him stop. It was early, and he obviously didn't want to get
over-stimulated too early. He pulled his friend up and they continued
their discussion, temporarily ignoring the huge, throbbing meat in his
pouch.

The man grabbed his beer and came straight for me. I was leaning
against the wall. He raised his mug and dipped his finger in it. Then
he put it to my mouth. I stared into his eyes, letting him swirl his
finger over my tongue and around my lips. A little beer dripped down my
chin as I closed my lips and nursed on his tangy digit. He grinned
lasciviously, and walked away without a word.

A friend of mine came in and we got a table, drank more beer, and
talked for about an hour. We share similar passions, somewhat, and
traded stories...trying to outgross each other. Of course all that did
was give us tremendous boners! When mine had subsided some, I decided I
needed to take a piss. The bathrooms were just cubby shitholes with a
toilet and sink. The one I picked had no lock and I burst in on the man
who'd fed me his stinky finger. His Levi's were around his ankles, and
he'd obviously just finished taking a big shit.

"Uh, sorry," I apologized, entering and closing the door. "I gotta go
bad, mind if I use the sink?"

"Go ahead, fella. Sorry about the stink," he chuckled in a gravely
voice. "But I don't think you mind that, do you?"

"Not at all," I replied, whipping out my cock, willing it to stay soft
so I could piss. "You ain't much to look at, but let me drain this
fucker and I'll lick your asshole."

"Yeah? You dig licking guys' assholes after they take a shit?"

"No more than twice a day. Hey, I'm about ready to let go. You wanna
drink some of this?"

"Sure my face isn't too ugly to piss in?" he asked sarcastically.

"Just not my type." I took his response as affirmative and squeezed off
halfway through. I walked my prick over to his mouth. "You mind
getting it on your shirt?" "Let me hold it. I'll control it."

He squeezed it tightly, then put his lips over my cockhead and took in
a couple of inches. I still had a torrent left, and soon realized this
guy was a pro at drinking piss from a cock. Gush after gush, he took it
all without a dribble as I stood legs apart and pissed down his throat!
I pictured him sitting here on the pot for hours playing toiletboy,
letting all comers drain their bladders into his mouth, with the whole
bar aware of what he was doing in here. I'm sure someone came in
periodically to take care of him, too. He'd definitely need it often.
The beer in this joint certainly would get a lot of circulation,
because that guy would soon be back to piss it back into his mouth!

Finished, I pulled my cock out and wiped it on his eyebrows. "Yeah, get
up and turn around, man," I said urgently. "Let me at your hole before
it dries and gets crusty!" He kicked a foot from his pants and
straddled the toilet--squatting a little and pushing his ass back to my
face. I opened his cheeks and looked it over. He had a brown ring
around his anus, and some in his hairs. It smelled heavenly...just like
it did when I'd first walked in and gotten turned on by it. If he'd
already left, I would have been unimpressed. But walking in on a guy,
knowing his asshole's still mucky from the dirty turds he'd just
squeezed out of there, always made my knees weak! To combat that loss
of muscle control, I'd go with it...down to my knees...like I was now.

I sniffed while I licked. Jim's toilet paper had me hungry for
something more substantial, and this hole fit the bill perfectly. His
anus was not only smeared, his hole was desperately hanging onto a
mushy clump that was still glued there. I used my lips to smooch the
soft mess into my mouth, then dug inside to clean out his anus,
finishing up with the surrounding area.

My buddy stuck his head in the door and laughed. "Man, you'll put
anything in your mouth, won't you? I gotta go, I'll see you around." I
waved, without taking my tongue from the guy's hole.

"Ummf," he pushed his ass back. "Yea, clean that fuckin' hole, man.
Suck my hot shit outta there...oooh! HOT PISS 'N SHIT! How come we
didn't discover this when we were young?"

"Speak for yourself," I pulled away, done. "I've been licking assholes
since I was 10...ate a buddy's turd when I was 16...and I can tell what
a guy had for lunch!"

He turned and laughed, not believing me. He pulled me up and tried to
kiss my smelly lips. I pulled away. "Sorry, fella, the only holes I
kiss have hair around them and aren't used for talking." I wandered
out, licking my lips, as he sat back and started to pound off his fat
prick. I wasn't attracted to the guy, and I felt a little disgusted
with myself for eating his shitty ass so eagerly. But I'd felt that way
before, and soon ignored it. There'd been too many times I'd taken a
dawg home just because he was willing to put up with my desires. I'd
found from experimentation that even grungy guys often have deliciously
flavorful anuses. Besides, if you're gonna suck an asshole...the uglier
the better! Fuck that sweet pink stuff...though I never turn it
down...but give me a puffy, gaping purple anus that's had a lot of use.
Something I can suck into my mouth... That's worth licking shit off
of! As I was heading out, I heard a commotion from the other rest
room. I peeked inside. Two guys were finishing up a butt-fuck. It was
the two guys from the bar. I guess the fingerjob had stirred his juices
enough after all. I stared at the gooey prick that had just come from
his gaping rectum.

"Mind if I take a couple licks on that?" I asked.

The guy held it up. "Go ahead. Gotta get it cleaned up one way or the
other. Might as well be in a mouth. But watch it, it's tender."

I knelt down and tenderly took it into my hands. The other guy turned
around and watched as I put my nose on it and smelled the hot reeking
aroma. I know how sensitive a cock is after a fuck, so I contented
myself with licking his shaft and balls clean.

"Better without beer on it, hunh?" the guy chuckled. I guess they'd
seen me sucking the ugly one's finger. "Dirty fucker! Turn around and
get down on your knees, Bert. He'd might as well clean your shithole
for ya!" He pushed my face into the guy's spread buttocks, forcing me
to eat out his ass. I did better than that. After I licked all around
it, I sucked half the guy's load out of there!

Satiated for a while, I had one beer for the road and headed off to my
lumber yard. The burly foreman greeted me with his usual sullenness.
"Mr. Larson. Come to get the books?"

"Yes. The auditor's expecting me at two. Any checks to sign?"

"Yes, sir. They're on your desk with the P.O.'s."

Turgen was a bastard, but he knew the business and ran it well for me.
I never failed to catch him looking at me with disgust. I got a kick
out of it, actually. Fuck him. He got paid well, and he could damned
well mind his own business. I headed for my office.

"Hey, who's that?" I stopped in my tracks, seeing a shirtless, blonde
teenager with fantastic buns stacking lumber in the corner.

"New kid. Hired him Monday. Phillips left. Pretty good worker."

"Yeah? Send him to my office, willya."

"Uh, listen, he's OK. You don't hafta..."

"Quit being so fucking protective. Boy don't wanna make a deal, I never
force 'em, and I never fire 'em. You're a prude, Turgen. Send him to
my office." I walked away. The kid soon came to my office. I motioned
for him to close the door. He did so, nervously, then stood there
bare-chested hooking his thumbs in his low-slung levi's. "Y-yes, sir?"

"I understand you're a good worker, uh, Davis."

"Thank you, I try to be. I s-sure need this job."

"Don't be so nervous, kid, you got the job. Turgen give you a reason
to be leery?"

"Uh, he just kinda suggested something weird with his eyes, but he
didn't say anything. I...I didn't understand." "Simple. A business
deal, relax. You agree, great. You decline, that's alright, too, and
you still have your job. How'd you like to make $2 an hour more?" He
gulped. "S-sure! But...uh..."

I held up my finger. "I don't pull punches, kid. Now, this is it. I
love blowin' teenage boys, and you're one fine hunky stud! You look
like you got a nice piece of meat between your legs, but even if it's
just a sock, your little buns make up for it." He blushed furiously,
and got a bit more nervous. "I'm not gonna pounce on you, relax.
Here's the deal. I usually only come in on Saturdays. Couple of the
guys you're working with went along with it till I got tired of them.
They still work here... and they still get their extra pay. I call you
into my office... you drop your pants...I'll suck your cock, lick your
balls, and tongue out your sweet asshole. You don't hafta do a thing
but drop a hot load down my throat. You don't have to worry about any
preparations--just come in here when I beckon. It doesn't matter if
you're sweaty and grimy. I like licking the sweat from a hot, young
body, and dig it when a pair of nuts smell! You don't feel like taking
a shower on Friday night... don't! Let me clean your balls. That goes
for your asshole, too. I don't care what condition it's in... I
promise I'll smell and lick it clean. You wanna keep it dirty...
that's even better! Then I'll give you the hottest blowjob I can and
you can go back to work. $2 bucks an hour more... can you handle it?"

"Jeez! I...I don't know. That's it? You're not gonna try pokin' me up
the ass or anything! Or tryin' to get me to give you head?"

"You're considering it?"

"Well...I've had this guy go down on me before. It's not bad."

"Yeah? You don't suck cock though, right?"

"No. It was a friend of my brother's. My brother's gay and I let one
of his friends do me once in a while. But... I knew him."

"There's no problem here, kid. That's all I want.

There's no secret bullshit I'm gonna try on ya. Hell, I'll let you fuck
my ass if you can handle that, but I'm not interested in coaxing you
into anything you don't want to do. I'll be quite satisfied just
servicing your hot bod. $2 an hour... 40 hours a week... and you'll be
using me! OK? Can I take that big boner in your pants as a sign you
agree?"

"Uh...Y-yeah, okay... I agree. N-next week?"

"Fuck next week, come on over here!"

"Um... maybe it'd be better then. I, uh..."

"What? You're on my time... your raise just took effect. What's the
problem with right now?"

"Well," he half-whispered, "with what you said about... see, I just
w-went." He got quite red in the face. "Went? Oh, I see," I chuckled,
"you mean you just took a crap? Kid, I'm a horny fucker. And hot boys
turn me on so much I even like 'em dirty. Come on, pull your pants
down and treat me dirty! Haven't you ever wanted to shove your shitty
ass into somebody's face and make 'em lick you? Come on, sugarboy, pull
your pants down and make me lick the stinky poop off your asshole!"

"Oh, man, this is filthy!" He turned around and dropped his Levi's.
Then he bent way over, aiming his pretty bottom at my face. "Uh,
n-nobody'll come in, will they? Could we hurry?"

"Oooh, kid. I don't care if your momma comes through the door, I'm
taking my time with these sweet buns! Can't believe that guy never got
his face back here! Dumb cocksucker sure missed out. Smells good!"

"He...he kinda did, once. After I took a shower. I think he wanted to
do it more, but he was embarrassed. Probably cause I said it was a
dirty thing to do. I guess he'd never done it."

"Mmmm....yeah...even straight guys would wanna lick this!" I spread
his tight, round globes aside and dragged my tongue lusciously up his
entire crack, making him flinch and squirm. Then I settled on his rosy
anus and fluttered my tongue in and out of his wrinkles before poking
it a little ways inside. The shock caused his muscles to tighten and
retract. Each time they retracted, I went deeper. Soon I was holding
his hips tightly and plunging my tongue in and out of his asshole.

Just then Turgen stuck his head in the door. "Brewer's on the phone for
you," he said, looking at the boy with a disgusted expression.

"Get the fuck out! You know I don't want to be disturbed when I'm
licking ass!" The boy had gasped, but when the man left he couldn't
hold back a little giggle. "He looked really pissed. He's gonna make it
rough for me."

"Not a chance, baby. That look was for me. I think he's jealous because
I've never licked his withered crank." I turned him around. "Oh, man!
That's a gorgeous piece of meat!" I grabbed it and lifted it. "Hefty
nuts, too! Let's see how they smell." I nuzzled my face in his reeking
crotch and started to lick his sweaty balls as his cock grew harder in
my fist. I washed down his whole crotch area, luxuriating in the
masculine scent of his genitals, before I licked his shaft. He was
moaning quietly, just beginning slow pelvic thrusts, eager to get his
cock in my mouth. I licked all over his knob, teasing the hell out of
it, feeling it throb. I looked up at him.

"Bet you'd like to take this fat piece of beef and fuck my mouth,
hunh?" He nodded, breathless. I knew he was gonna be a quick popper.
"Alright. Next week I'm gonna take more time with this. Right now,
let's see if you can drill a hole in the back of my throat! Fuck your
brains out, baby-cakes, and I'll show you what a cocksucker can do for
a stud puppy like you!"

Tentative at first, he soon realized what I could handle and leaned
over with his hands on the back of my shoulders and began to pound the
shit out of my face with long, full strokes right down my throat! He
started going wild and crying out his pleasure. The whole building knew
he was getting his rocks off! "AAAHHH!!" He blasted a torrent of thick
cream down my throat! Breathing heavily, he pulled his drained cock out
and staggered to lift his pants. "Whew! That was great!"

"Hold on there, buttercup!" I said, leaning back in the chair and
fishing my hard cock out. "Now I get off." His eyes opened wide...from
fear, and the size of my cock. "B-but...you said..."

"Still don't trust me, hunh, Davis? Listen, the only way my cock's
going in your mouth...is if you ask for it. Lay across the desk."

He nodded. Glad for a chance to catch his breath, he laid there while I
licked his sweaty chest, tits and belly while I stroked my prick. I
lifted his arm and licked into his pungent armpit, slurping the dewy
beads of sweat from his hairs. The boy probably showered so often he
didn't bother with deodorant. His natural taste and smells soon had me
over the edge. I stood up straight and splattered a huge load all over
his chest! I took another quick lick in his pit, licked up my pools of
cum, and went to his legs hanging over the edge. I grabbed hold of his
Levi's and lifted his legs and threw them and the pants back to his
chest so I could get one more tongue taste of his asshole. In that
position, I easily shoved it right up inside him! He held his legs,
and when he lifted his head to see, he farted right in my mouth! I
could have stayed there and enjoyed a couple more, but he was so
devastated at having done that, he quickly lowered his legs and
profusely apologized over and over.

I acted insulted and grabbed a tissue to clean my cock. "Filthy little
buttboy! How dare you fart in my face!" "I'm... I'm sorry. I
couldn't help it!" he cried, pulling up his pants, practically
stumbling on his ass in his confusion.

I started to laugh uproariously. "Davis, that was the sweetest fart
I've ever tasted. And I've enjoyed some truly rotten ones! Save up a
couple more of those for next weekend, willya?"

"Gee, y-you didn't mind?"

"Kid, I licked the inside of your asshole. You think I'd mind a tangy
fart? Also, I'd appreciate it if your anus wasn't quite wiped properly
next time. If you get my meaning."

He gulped, but nodded with a little gleam in his eye. "Yes, sir."

"Good. Now go make me some money. My overhead keeps going up!"

He smiled, and hurried back to his job--no doubt mentally counting his
future windfall.

"Tell Turgen to come in here."

"Yes, boss?" Turgen stuck his head in.

"Work him. Kid likes hard work. But keep him happy." "Huh! That's
your job! Alright, alright. He's a good kid. Just...please try to keep
him that way. Last kid was so innocent. You really wrecked him. Got
him so cock-hungry he's doing porno now-for free!"

"Relax, I know the producer. He pays me. When the kid comes down from
his high, or gets overexposed and unusable, I'll have a nice bundle
waiting for him. I'll have some cash, too!" I laughed.

I decided to stop in at my favorite dirty book store for some jackoff
books. I browsed around for a while. The place was practically empty.
The attendant sat back engrossed in a girlie mag. I looked up to the
loft where the coin machines were and noticed some activity in the dark
shadows. I went up the back stairs and roamed around the
randomly-placed tall boxes with screens, following the grunts and
moans, and the flickering sounds of one machine. Finding what I
expected, I saw a Levi-clad tall stud slowing porking a long prick in
and out of a receptive asshole.

The kid was about 17, blonde and pretty. He had his pants down around
his tennies and leaned one hand up against the wall while the stud
deep-fucked him. With his other hand he played with his own balls and
flopped his cock around. He twisted his head to the side and looked at
me. His mouth hung open and his eyes were glazed. He was in heaven!

He didn't mind my watching...hell, he didn't mind if his Grandma was
standing there! He had that look of a boy that wasn't happy unless
there was a big fat cock up his ass. He had a big fat cock up his ass,
and he stared at me--pushing back for more.

The stud glanced at me only slightly without changing his expression.
His gaze turned back to the connection of his engorged cock dragging
the anal lips out of the sweet butt. He was totally fascinated with the
sight as if hypnotized. I rubbed my crotch as I watched, noticing he
had quite a set of balls on him, too, as his equipment stuck out from
his denim pants.

As the guy's thrusts became faster and rougher, he grabbed the boy's
hips and began to hotrod him! The boy went with it, occasionally having
his head banged against the wall. The stud dosed a load up his ass,
then stood there rotating the kid's butt over his cock. Then he slowly
retrieved it. The boy immediately turned and crouched before him. He
took one glance at me, showing the first hint of embarrassment, winked,
knowing what he wanted to do. The stud was still rock hard. He held his
dick at the base, patiently waiting. The boy looked up at the guy with
an incredibly lewd expression of submission, then he put his mouth over
the dirty cock and started to suck it. He went as deeply as he could,
cleaning it off, then began to lick the sides he'd missed. He also
lapped his tongue over the stud's huge nuts. He jacked off at the same
time, his young pecker standing stiff in his crotch.

In a gruff voice, the stud turned to me. He looked me up and down, then
asked me, "You want a taste of this?" He was casual, so casual, but I
recognized the look in his expressionless eyes. The kid was just a punk
fuck to him. He loved punk fucks...loved to see them clean his prick
after he'd fucked them...but now he wanted to see somebody else get
down n' lick his dirty dick. He'd picked the right guy! I nodded,
trying to maintain an attitude of nonchalance and hide my eagerness.

He grabbed the kid under the armpits and lifted. He twisted him around
and bent him over. Then he plunged his rampant cock back up the boy's
ass, causing him to gasp.

"Get your nut, kid!" He told the boy. Moaning happily, the teenager
started to fist his dick. He spread his legs more apart and really
squirmed his ass back to the guy's pubes. Straightening up, he gasped
loudly, splattering an enormous number of shots against the wall. The
stuff dripped down in rivers. I was tempted to get down and lick the
trails up, but the stud pointed his finger at the kid's ass as if to
remind me what my mission was. He pushed the boy away, leaving his
slimy cock hanging there, and moved a quarter turn toward me. I went to
my knees, ripping my zipper open and pulling my boner out. I sniffed
the cock. It smelled of boy ass, boy sweat, boy shit, and man jazz.

It smelled perfect! I let the stud put it in my mouth. I looked up as
he got a slight grin, watching me noisily clean his cock and
acknowledging how much I enjoyed the taste of the kid's rectum. I
wondered just how dirty the guy liked his sex. With my eyes I tried to
convey that it couldn't possibly be as dirty as I liked it! I had a
dreamy look in my eyes that wasn't forced. The boy had gotten down
between my legs and taken my hand off my prick and replaced it with his
mouth. He was rapidly bobbing his head up and down, blowing me like the
real thirsty cocksucker he was! After the tremendous load he'd exploded
against the wall, you'd think he'd prefer sitting back to catch his
breath. This boy wanted more cock, more jazz!

He grabbed my hand and pulled it between his legs, urging me stick a
few fingers up his loose, moist hole. I gave him three, and worked them
around inside his sloppy asshole. He clenched his muscles on them and
worked me faster. Clean as a baby's peepee, the stud stuffed it back in
his pants and buttoned up. Then he did a very uncharacteristic thing
for a 'stud'. He watched me getting blown for a few seconds, then got
down behind the kid's squatting bottom and removed my fingers, quickly
replacing them with a couple of his own. Then he pulled my hand back
further, making it a bit uncomfortable trying to get blown, and put my
fingers in his mouth! He ran his tongue between them and licked them
completely. I blew my load into the kid's mouth! The stud caught my
message and was showing me he was as lewd and dirty as me!

He smiled at me, knowing his actions had caused my orgasm. Then he
pulled his fingers from the boy's ass and stood up, putting them in his
mouth. He walked away, licking them!

The kid lifted his head, licking his lips of my cum. I licked some off
his chin.

"Turn around and put your ass in my face," I said, "I wanna eat your
hole out!" He bent over and pushed his butt to my face. I grabbed his
smooth, luscious cheeks and spread them apart. I attached my mouth to
his gooey, engorged anus and sucked it out! That made all three of us
who'd tasted his ass. No wonder the kid liked pricks from his ass. He
tasted healthy, pungent and was loaded with cream! I SUCKED IT ALL
OUT!!

"Alright, kid, get your pants up and get the fuck out!" a voice
bellowed. "I told ya you could watch movies, that's all. Shoulda known
you were a little slut." The boy hustled his pants up and ran off.

"Sorry, fella," the guy shrugged at me. "Kid could get me busted, you
know? Only let him in cause I thought he might get horny enough to suck
me off. I dig cute fags blowin' me sometimes. Didn't know anybody else
was up here."

I fingered some cream from the tip of my softening dick and licked it.
"You got a big cock?" I asked him. "Pretty big. You wanna blow me?"

"I could go for a taste of hot jazz. I'm not exactly a cute fag."

"That's OK, you got cute lips! But hey, let me lock the front door.
Everybody else is gone, but I don't wanna be found feedin' my dick to a
cocksucker, you know what I mean? We can go back to the can."

He locked the door and I followed him to the restroom. He dropped his
pants and sat on the toilet, holding his dick up. "Here ya go, fella."

"We got the whole building, why'd you wanna do it in here?" I asked.

"I don't know. Seems kinda right, somehow, sittin' on the pot with all
the stink in here while a queer blows ya!" He had a good-sized dick
that smelled raunchy enough to totally overpower any stink in the room.
I wondered how many cunts and asses he'd had it up since he last
washed. Didn't matter. I loved the seasoned aromas coming up from his
balls and asshole while I drained a hefty load from his prick. He
humped up into my mouth and grabbed my head and forced it down until I
was smelling his pubes and gulping down his bitter scum! It was a hot
load, and I had a great time. I thanked him and said I'd be back for
more some time. As he let me out, I asked him if he liked his asshole
licked out.

"Yeah, sure, that'd be great. You want me to shit first?"

I winked. "You got my number, don'tcha?"

"I seen you in here before. You always buy mags with lotsa shots of
guys' asses and assholes. Bet if they put out stuff with guys shitting
and licking turds you'd buy them, too, hunh?"

"You bet. Since they don't, though, I take my own pictures!"

"Yeah? Hell, man, I could sell those! You wouldn't believe all the
perverts that come in here. Caught a guy takin' a dump upstairs last
month. Little bald-headed creep was back there with his hands out! Like
a dope, I ran 'em off. That left me cleanin' up the mess! Shoulda just
let the guy do what he was gonna do. Couldn't figure it, though. The
shitter was sure an ugly cuss with a big raunchy asshole!"

"What better to eat shit from?" I mused, leaving him open-mouthed.

It was late afternoon and I'd built up an appetite so I headed for the
Wiener Schnitzel where Danny would be working the grill. Danny's a
cutie...or at least he will be when his face clears up. I put him in
drug rehab and arranged for his job with his probation officer.

I snuck in the back door and tapped him on the shoulder, holding up my
finger across my lips. He smiled and urged me down, out of sight. I
crouched down behind the grill while he continued to fix orders and
talk to the girl working the front window.

"What'll you have?" he whispered from the side of his mouth, "the
usual?"

"Yeah, hot dog with mustard."

He worked with one hand. The other he slipped under his apron and undid
his belt. He wiggled his hips until his pants dropped. He grabbed a bun
and squirted mustard on it, then opened the turnstile and pulled out a
warm wienie. Checking on the girls, he pushed his naked ass back lewdly
and inserted it way up into his rectum. He straightened up, letting the
hot dog squirm around in there. The girl moved back to shoot the
breeze.

"I didn't order a mustard dog, you eatin' again?" she teased.

"Uh, yeah, thought I would."

I had to stifle a giggle, doubting that the boy would want the one he
was keeping warm!

"Well, you are a growing boy," she flirted, "and cute, too! How come
you've never asked me out?"

"Gee, I don't know, Rosie. Kinda OHH! Uh, just shy, I guess." His gasp
was from feeling my tongue between his cheeks. I licked his asshole,
getting a kick out of doing it while the dumb cunt was making googoo
eyes at him. Danny had a squirmy little butt, always complaining that
my rimming tickled too much! I teased the hell out of his hole, which
gaped a little open from the wienie sticking up it. I was able to lick
all around his anus, smelling his crack and tasting the greasy oil from
the wiener. I reached between his legs and tickled his balls and cock,
making him push back more.

"Boy, you sure are jittery today," she said. "I didn't mean to put you
on the spot, but just so you know I'm available."

"Um, thanks Rosie. T-that's nice to know. Hey, I think you got a
c-customer!"

"Shit! Well, they'll be figuring out what they want for a minute, I
gotta come back and get some more cheese. I'm running out."

"NO! I...I mean...I'll get it for you, Rosie."

"Oh, I can get it."

"No, please, I'd...I'd like to get it for you, OK?"

"Well...alright, handsome! Be back in a flash!"

"Quick!" He handed me the bun. I held it to his ass as he squeezed the
greasy meat out of his asshole onto my bun. He handed back a napkin and
urged me out. I kissed him on the butt, and snuck out with my spicy
snack as he rustled his pants up.

As I was going out the door, some drunk stumbled into me, almost
mashing his face into my hot dog.

"Damn! I wuz gonna ask fur a handout, but food here smells like shit!"
He wandered off, looking back and shaking his head as I took a big
bite! I waved him back and handed him a couple of bucks.

"Here, go around to the front and tell them Larson sent you for a
"Danny Special!" I laughed.

I went home to clean up, had a couple of drinks, and dressed for a
friend's party up on the hill. He always had a nice mix of good-looking
guys, and boys...plenty of boys ...boys that like doing it--especially
with older guys who had money. They weren't hustlers, just kids willing
to put out, maybe in hopes of finding an older guy that'd take care of
them in exchange for sex.

I showed up early. As a matter of fact, I was the first.

"Larry, come in...hurry! You gotta see the kid I picked up today. What
a fuckin' doll! Kid's in the shower now, in the small bathroom. Why
don't you go in and get a peek? Pretend you didn't know he was in there
or something. You just gotta see him naked!"

John was generous, and never minded sharing. He had looks, dough, and a
line that never failed. He had boys around him all the time. Many a
night we'd gamboled on his big bed together with a luscious, frisky
youngster! He isn't into shit like I am, but enjoys making a game out
of it, coaxing a boy to 'do it' for me. He was so smooth, he'd soon
have the boy giggling and taking it all in fun, too, like a nasty game!

I went down the hall and quietly opened the door, just as a hand
reached out from behind the shower curtain holding a small brown turd
to drop into the nearby toilet. Evidently, he was taking care of all
his business in the shower! In a flash, I reached my hand out and
received it. "Hey! What the hell!" A beautiful face with twinkling blue
eyes and angelic blond hair blushed furiously in astonishment.
"W-what're you doing?!!" He pulled his hand back, rinsing it under the
water as he stared at me, totally embarrassed. "I, um..."

I smiled. "You, um, were just cleaning yourself out... like we all do.
Everybody does that."

"Y-yeah, but...w-why are you h-holding it?" he looked freaked.

"Why not? Pretty boy like you, with..." I pulled the curtain aside,
peeking, till he pulled it back, modestly, "a perfectly luscious ass!
And this HAS to he the cutest turd I've ever seen!" I held it up. "And
smells good, too!"

"W-WHAT?? P-put it down and...get out, willya!"

"Aw, baby," I leaned against the sink, "I couldn't let this lovely
thing go to waste, could I?"

"What're you gonna do?" he stared, wide-eyed.

I put it to my mouth and lewdly licked it!

"Holy fuck! God, you're licking my turd!"

"Mmmm, yeah, it's delicious! But then, you probably know that already."

"Hunh? Whadda you mean by that?!" "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you never
licked your own turd."

"OF COURSE NOT! Oohh, you're filthy! STOP THAT!" He pushed the curtain
closed, hiding inside.

"Don't have a tantrum, sugar. What do you care what I put in my mouth?"
Instantly, he stuck his head out again. "You're gonna put it in your
MOUTH?!!" "Maybe."

"Oh, please...just get out of here...please," he begged, finding the
whole thing quite repulsive as he stared at my tongue running up and
down, tasting his shit. "Alright. On one condition," I said. He looked
at me suspiciously. "What?"

"Turn around and stick your butt out of the curtain and let me lick it
before you wash it off." "NO!"

I continued licking, infuriating him. "Will...will you get rid of it if
I do? Will you flush it?"

"Yep. I'll set it down right here, then I'll flush it. Promise!"

He glared at me. "Alright." Modestly, he wrapped the curtain around him
until just his butt stuck out. I knelt down behind him and reached out
my hand for his cute bottom.

"Hey!" He fluttered his hand around, agitated, "wipe 'em off first! I
don't want shit on me!"

"Don't be silly. You're gonna wash it anyway!"

"Oh...yeah." He looked back, then turned away. I grabbed his smooth
cheeks, smearing one with shit that had melted in my hand, and pulled
his butt apart. I licked the glistening water drops from his
goosebumped skin and stuck my tongue up to his already clean asshole.
The boy had a smooth, suckable butt! Worth giving up his turd to lick
his hole...especially since he was so upset. It turns me on when I can
tap into a guy's fear of shit and totally outrage him with my antics.

"You done?" he asked, sarcastically.

"You got a boner?" I chuckled.

"NO!" He straightened up, rustling the curtain back. He was probably
lying, but I chuckled and stood up. He stuck his head back out. "Now do
it! Flush it!" I picked the turd up from the toilet tank. "One last
lick?" I asked, looking forlorn.

"NO! Oh, what's the difference. Do it and get out of here!"

I smiled and took a long, long lick on it, then flushed it. "Thanks,
baby, that was tasty!" I walked out, licking my fingers.

I waited for about a minute, then stuck my head back in the door. "Hey!
Stop jacking off! John wants that load!" I don't know if he did or not,
but when he finally came into the living room, he looked quite
embarrassed and sheepish--sparkling clean and gorgeous--as he silently
sat next to John.

John put his arm around him, grinning amusedly. "I think you've met my
good friend Larry."

"Yeah," he replied, not looking at me.

"Hey, don't be upset," he hugged him, "he loves to blow guy's minds. He
loves to blow guys' cocks, too," he chuckled, "but that's another
story."

"He was really dirty," he whispered, still acting disgusted.

"Barry, Larry's the nicest guy you'd want to meet... next to me, of
course...he just loves hot turds!"

"You know about it?!"

"Know about it?" he laughed. "Ha! I've seen so many assholes shitting
in his mouth you wouldn't believe!" "Jeez! Don't tell me you...DO IT
TOO?!"

"Hell, yes!" Then he saw the expression on the boy's face. "Oh, no,
no. I don't do it...fuck no... I meant I've shit in his mouth before.
Right, Larry?"

"Yeah, some pretty hefty stinkers, too!" I laughed.

The boy just shook his head. Then he said, "I've heard about that, but
I never believed anybody really did it! I just thought it was something
dirty guys made up!"

"Yeah, you gotta be careful when you get mad and tell a guy to EAT
SHIT! He's just liable to not be angry anymore and start sniffin' at
your ass! HA HA!"

"I still think it's dirty."

"Of course it is, kid, that's why it's so exciting!"

"Aw, don't be upset, doll. You shoulda seen the expression my face when
he first asked me to do it! Musta been ten years ago, hunh?"

"Yeah. Would you believe I was nervous? Only the second turd I ever
licked. That's when I knew I liked it for sure. Course that was back
when you still had an ass that wasn't sagging!"

"His ass don't sag!" the kid defended.

"Thanks, baby."

"Wha...what'd the first guy think?" the boy asked. We laughed.

"Well, kid, if you were going to lick your first turd to find out if
you liked it...who would you go to?"

"NOBODY! I'd be too embarrassed!"

"Precisely," I grinned.

"Hunh? OH! Oh, god, you licked your own! Sick, just sick."

"I only put my tongue on it," I acted offended. "Thing is...I put my
tongue on every available spot! I knew I'd found something interesting
by the way my cock shot off! Course, it wasn't as nice as the one I
tasted about ten minutes ago," I teased, much to the kid's dismay.
"I'll bet," John said, hugging the kid. "Barry's cute enough to almost
make me want to try it!"

"JOHN! You...you're just kidding, right?" John winked at him.

"He's just kidding...I think," I said. "Do you rim, Barry?"

"Um...sometimes."

"Does he ever! Oh, sorry, baby. But good is good!"

"Aw, don't be so embarrassed. Rimming's great, but it's something quite
different. But maybe since you do that, you might have an inkling about
this. See, at your age you see other guys as desirable more or less on
an equal basis. When guys get older sweet morsels like you take on a
different appeal. You're so young, tender and incredibly beautiful that
everything about you is a thousand times more wondrous. Your spit
tastes better. Licking sweat from your balls or armpits becomes
delicious. And even what comes out of your asshole becomes something
precious and a turn-on. Think about it. If somebody was gonna fart in
your face...and you had two choices...you'd pick a kid over an old man
every time, right?"

"Gee, that's an exciting thought!" Barry grimaced. "But I guess I see
what you're saying...kinda."

"Larry, if you're gonna do stinky games tonight do me a favor, will
you? Take 'em into the back bathroom, okay? I don't want you scaring
all my guests!"

I was a good boy most of the night. Further on into the party, however,
I found myself sitting between two giddy college freshmen. Not your
usual image of Frat Boys, but two youngsters fresh out of high school,
just learning the appeal of their own bodies. They certainly weren't
virgins, but they were still a bit naive.

We were laughing and joking, getting along quite nicely. They didn't
seem quite used to the amount of liquor they'd been drinking, or maybe
they were just naturally eager and playful. I told them I was a
proctologist, and that set up a round of jokes. One of them joked about
how his a-hole had been itching, so I suggested I take them both into
the back bathroom and give them a checkup! They didn't believe it for a
minute, but they played along and agreed, giggling all the way down the
hallway. I took them into John's bedroom, then back into his bathroom,
and became businesslike between taking sips from my drink. "Gentlemen,
if you'll drop your trousers we'll begin the examination and have you
checked out in a jiffy." Two beautiful bottoms were presented to me as
they bent over and bared their asses as only teenage boys can...wide,
trusting, and very lewd!

"Fine, fine, delightful specimens! I mean, er, things look normal so
far. Now just relax, boys, and I'll inspect your anal regions a bit
more thoroughly." "Oooh, Doctor!" one boy giggled, nudging his friend,
"I've never heard of a...lingual examination!" "What's that?" his
friend whispered. "You'll see!" he cooed.

He did soon enough. I moved my face over and licked his asshole! I had
two sweet buttholes in front of me and I kept trading off, tasting each
boy deeper and deeper as they bent further over and laughed.

Belatedly, I answered his question. "A new technique, boys. We've found
that taste plays a very important role in diagnosis. I'm happy to
report that you both seem very tasty. Uh, that is...very healthy! Now
that we have a bit of moisture applied, shall we proceed with the
interior perusal?" I wet a finger and slipped it up an ass. "Oooh,
Doctor! That's doing things to me!"

"Don't feel embarrassed, my boy. We fully understand how teenage boys
are susceptible to anal stimulation. In fact, be prepared to expel a
bit of fluid as I check your prostate." I wormed my finger around
inside his rectum, finally settling on his button and fluttering all
over it before giving it a little push. My other hand was on his hard
prick as I gathered up the juices he dribbled out and put them to my
lips.

"Seems normal," I said, licking my finger and driving the other one
further up his asshole. He chuckled and squirmed his butt back,
obviously enjoying the finger-fuck as I loosened him up. Then I started
getting nasty. His asshole was opening up enough for two fingers, so I
worked them in and out...all the way out. His buddy was getting antsy
and he turned around to see when it was going to be his turn. "Damn!
He's licking his fingers, Ray!" he gulped, staring.

"Ah, man, I don't care! Long as he keeps plugging me! Hunh? What'd you
say?" His hole tightened up. "He...he's pulling those fingers out and
licking 'em!" "Relax. Who's the doctor here?" I shrugged, and moved
over to him. "Now just you bend over and let's see what we find up
here. I told you about those new taste tests." "Uh, sure...I guess."

He bent over and let me stick my finger up his ass. He started to moan
instantly, but he wouldn't give up that other thing. He wasn't that
drunk!

"Oooh, that feels so good! But...you were licking... mmmm...your dirty
fingers! AH!" He suddenly wasn't so upset. "Gee, do all proptoligist do
that taste thing?" His butthole was feeling good enough that he went
back into the game playing...still wanting some answers. "I sure
wouldn't wanna be a doctor if I had to do THAT! You can check deeper if
you have to."

"Yes, I think I'd better check it all the way up in there. I think
there may be an obstruction of some sort. Hold your breath a second." I
crammed my finger up his rectum and twiddled it around, touching the
end of his turd.

"Oh, this racket's not so bad, boys. You get to feel up guys and play
with their asses. And make up dumb stories about why it's necessary to
put your tongue on their holes. And sometimes it gets dirty if a
fella's got stinky poop up his hole that gets on your finger. But what
the hell, I always say, it gives you a good excuse to get a taste of it
if you want! Just tell 'em it's part of the diagnosis!" "Gee, Doc,
aren't you giving away professional secrets?"

"Oh, you're bright boys. You can't be fooled by subterfuge. Now hold on
and let me get a taste of this..." I sucked on my finger after pulling
it from his butthole. "Normal, normal, perhaps a bit too much potassium
in your diet, but otherwise...you're doing just fine!" I stood up and
motioned the boys forward. They both had tremendously hard pricks
boinging out in front of them. The expressions of their faces was
astonishment, but they were horny enough to want to see what I'd do
next. I grabbed their peckers and licked on them both at the same time.

"I...I think I need a more penetrating examination, doctor!" Ray said,
glassy-eyed. I looked to the other kid. "You ever thought about being a
proctologist?" I asked him.

"I might've...til I heard about that tasting test!" "Well, let's
just try some of the basics," I suggested. "College boys seldom know
their field of expertise at first. It takes experimentation. Here, sit
right down on the toilet seat. That's alright...just let that thing
stand right up. Ray here needs a more penetrating exam, and I think
you're the lad to do the internship!"

He obeyed, curious as to what I was up to. Ray had a pretty good idea
and quickly straddled the boy's hips. "Deep! I need a real deep
examination!" he cried, reaching down between his legs to take hold of
the guy's prick and aim it. I slapped his hand away.

"I'll take care of that. The instrument must be thoroughly prepared
with lubricant. Press back. Perhaps your friend would be so kind as to
apply some of his own lubricant to the area under contention?"

"Oh, good idea!" He pushed his ass back to the guy's face. "Doctor says
you should lick my asshole, Richie, to get it good and wet before you
examine me!"

"Oh, yeah, Ray!" He pulled the butt back to his face and began to
slobber all over his hole! I ducked down and sucked the prick into my
mouth...doing just as much noisy slobbering!

"Okay, intern!" I finally said, "let's see how well you perform under
scrutiny!"

"I'm ready, Mr. DeMille! I mean...Dr. Spock!" He grabbed Ray's hips,
helping him down. "Sit right here, son. I'll have you fixed up in a
jiffy!"

"Uh, how do I do this?" Ray squirmed around, laughing, wondering where
to plant his legs.

"Now, you just settle back. Doctor Richard knows what he's doing. Here,
I'll take those!" Once he had the prick imbedded up his squishy
asshole, I lifted his legs and put them onto Richie's thighs, his hands
on Richie's knees. I reached down and played with his cock before
kneeling in front of them. That position was perfect when I carefully
spread Ray's legs apart and put my face right up close to the action!
Close enough to lick his balls, anyway. But I was missing the fuck. Ray
rested his body back on Richie's chest so I could see what was
happening down there. A great fuck was happening!

"You hold his legs, Doctor Richard," I directed, "you need something
for balance anyway." He grabbed Ray on the inside of his knees and
lifted, holding him steady. That left me free. Richie had a thick cock
and Ray had a capacious asshole. Ray was feeling no pain at all, taking
every thrust and jab Richie was giving him. They moaned and groaned in
their own aura of lust and I knew that anything I did would only
increase their feelings. When I'd first pulled my fingers from Ray's
hole they were clear, but shiny with luscious assjuice. Richie thought
what I was doing was nasty and dirty... but not filthy. So when I put
my face down there and started to lick his prick each time he dragged
it out of Ray's rectum, he just moaned in delight, dismissing me as an
eccentric older guy that was rather nasty. Little did he know!

Fact is, each time he withdrew that massive prick base, streaks of
creamy shit were being dragged from Ray's rectum! Neither boy knew
it...I was licking so fast that the smell was not rising very rapidly.
Oh, man, I was licking! The shit from that college boy's asshole was
absolutely fantastic! I could have lapped at it all night, that's how
good it was. Both boys were on the bone and anxious. And it didn't take
long for Richie to cum up Ray's ass. Ray took a few seconds to catch
his breath, and I told Ray to hold his orgasm since he hadn't come yet,
then as soon as that prick flopped from the boy's asshole I went down
on it and started to lick and suck it clean! There was shit on the end
of it, but they didn't get a chance to see it. But the smell had risen
by then, and they knew some-thing was about!

"Hey! Hey, uh, Doc! You're gettin'...gettin' lots of... oh, shit! You
like that, dont'cha? Okay, man, go for it! Clean that shit off my
prick! He's lickin' up your shit, Ray!"

"Yeah. I wish he'd stop so I could come in his mouth!" Ray was now
standing to the side, furiously pounding his unsatisfied prick.

I lost my pretense...as I so often do at times like this. I let the
cock slip from my lips and looked up at Richie.

"Yeah, it's true! You had a lota shit on your dick, man, and I was
licking it all off! It was a hot fuck and I licked off your hot cum and
his hot shit! Now unless you boys are scaredy cats, let's get nastier!"

"Whadda you mean? I wanna cum!" Ray cried.

"I mean this. Richie, you got a turd up your ass that's ready to come
out. I know, because I was feeling it up there. Come on, get up and
bend your ass over. Blow your buddy off. He's hot from the fucking you
game him. Give him a big blowjob while you push that turd you got right
out of your asshole...into my face!

"Goodness! No wonder you're a fuckin' proctologist you fake! It's
fuckin' nasty. Hurry, let's do it before I stop to think about it! Come
on, Ray, lemme suck you off. Just forget about what he's doing!"

"Hey, I don't care! I don't care if you shit down his throat. Just suck
me off! I'm so fuckin' hot I can't stand it!"

Richie gave Ray a loud, noisy, hot squishy blowjob that ended with a
ton of cum being shot into his mouth. But as much and as deeply as I'd
licked his anus out...Richie hadn't delivered a morsel.

"Sorry, guess I couldn't," he shrugged afterward. "I was paying too
much attention to cocksucking, I guess." "Yes, I noticed that," I
chuckled. "So just take a momentary rest and catch your breath. Kneel
down on all fours and rest your head way down. Totally relax, and
you'll find you'll be able to make me happy in no time at all!"

"Decummed and unbonered, he reluctantly agreed with a shrug. Ray
watched with an amused look in his eyes. I'd been around too long. I
knew what I'd felt up there, and I'm able to judge the pressure and
tenseness quite accurately. Get his face down and his ass up and open,
and that turd'll have nowhere else to go but OUT! I knew when he knelt
there, that Richie felt it was a waste of time. And little unghs and
hmms that he made expressed his surprise. Ray stared, open-mouthed. I
pressed my face up... open-mouthed. Richie's anus began to open up in
spite of himself.

A hot, steamy, dark mutherfuckin' turd shot out of his asshole and
froze in mid-air for a split second! It glistened with greasy assjuice,
making my mouth water! Then it continued to be pushed out. I ducked my
head down, quickly, and received it and I grabbed his hips and held him
fast. Ray gasped in disbelief, witnessing the obscene spectacle before
him. He started to jerk his prick and probably wasn't even aware that
he was doing it. I knelt there, holding the hips in place, with that
turd in my mouth. Richie couldn't move...and neither could his turd. It
stuck out of his asshole and into my mouth, pressing against the back
of my throat. When I felt him relax his muscles and just let that thing
hang there, I opened my mouth wider...took a deep breath...and deep-
throated his tangy, bitter turd...sending it down my throat just as far
as I could possibly shove it! When I couldn't breathe any more, I
pulled back quickly and gasped for breath. The smelly column of shit
hung there, dripping with spit, and began to fall from Richie's rectum.
Just before it was squeezed and snipped, I grasped it and began to
gobble it up! I ate the fuckin' turd in record time, practically having
it all swallowed down before Richie could slam his asshole shut!

Richie was laying there, not quite sure what had just happened. But Ray
was sitting on the toilet, leaning over and jacking off, watching every
move I'd made. When I looked at him...shit smeared all over my
lips...he just kinda had this dazed expression as if transfixed. He had
a firm grip on his prick, but he just stared and garbled slowly, "You
ate all that stinky shit that came out of his messy hole, you ate it
all you swallowed it down your throat and ate it and licked your shitty
lips and..."

All the time he's rambling along saying this, his cock is suddenly
coming again...pouring out all this cream over his fingers and over the
floor in big puddles! He's half senseless, but having the most gently
intensive, prolonged orgasm of his young life! He keeps staring at my
shitty lips!

As most of us are, regardless of the circumstances, Ray was more
concerned about his own performance. "I...I came again! I couldn't
believe it. Even more that time!"

"Wanna come again?" I asked, "kiss me...you will!" "Ohhhh! OH, NO!
Don't! I don't wanna kiss you after that!"

"Too bad, kid, you missed the moment. You would have, you know. You got
so turned on cause you were watching me eat his turd. All the time you
were coming, you were staring at the hot shit on my lips. Just think
what would have happened if we'd kissed and you could taste it!"
Richie felt silly, sprawled out on the floor. But he stared at Ray,
gauging his reaction to my words. Ray saw him watching.

"NO! NO! I didn't!"

"Hunh? Didn't what, Ray?" Richie asked.

"I DIDN'T WANT TO LICK IT OFF HIS LIPS!!" he cried adamantly.

I tried to hold it back, but Richie laughed out loud. "Nobody said you
did, man!"

"Aw, yeah, right. Where's my drink?" He took a big gulp.

Richie looked around. "You...you really ate it?"

"Sure," I admitted casually. "it was like a big Tootsie Roll."

"A fuckin' turd?!"

"Your fuckin' turd, Richie. There's a difference," I complimented,
wiping some renegade smears from my upper lip and tasting it. He just
looked at me with a goofy smile... not totally comprehending. But Ray
was sitting back with a lecherous gleam in his eyes. He still wasn't
out of his dazed state.

"I wanna do it," he stated flatly.

"What?" I laughed. "Lick poopie?!"

"No," he said, unsmiling, "shit in your mouth."

"Well, I'd love that, kid. I'd dig the streaks I licked up, but I
don't think I got any up there."

"Can I try?"

"Hey!" I spread my arms. "I never resist hot shit from a boy's pulsing
asshole! If you can push some crud out of there, baby, I'm here to
slurp it down! Squat down on my face. If there's anything available,
we'll get it out that way!"

I laid down on the floor to humor him. At any rate, I'd enjoy licking
out his crack again. But the boy was determined. The hot load of cum up
his ass mixed in with whatever he churned up from his inner recesses.
Together, that made for a neat little combination that came squishing
out of his hole before too long. It was soft and creamy, and stunk like
shit! But the freshness only turned me on all the more. I didn't bite
or gobble it... I lapped at it, making sure Richie got a good view. It
was like eating peanut butter from his butt, but tasted so much better!
The fuckin' tang and heat coming from it literally fried my tongue, but
I drew it in and squished it all around my teeth before sucking it down
my throat! Then I cleaned his asshole out!

Richie was turned on again, and stood before Ray and stuck his cock in
his mouth. Ray sucked him off beautifully and drank his jazz while I
savored the wonderful taste of teenage shit in my mouth!

The party broke up about two. After one last drink, I stopped by John's
room to say goodbye. He and Barry were naked on his bed in a 69 clutch.
He had his face buried up his sweet little trick's bottom and the kid
was bent way down frantically tonguing out John's hole.

I locked the door on my way out. I was a bit hungry, so I decided to
stop in at the Sleaze Pit, a backroom orgy bar. Actually, the place
was called The Bored Room, an out- of-the-way basement bar near the
financial district. No street traffic. Only those in the know were
likely to walk in. The back room was commonly called the Sleaze Pit...
and no wonder. Sleaze was the whole point.

I got a beer and headed into the back. Dark, grungy, lots of cowboy
gear and heavy-duty leather action. Slings, fist-fucking, pissing and
guys on their knees able to take huge cocks fucking their throats. All
anonymous, hot and dirty. Like the baths but raunchier--lots raunchier.
At the baths you went to the showers after fucking to clean up for your
next encounter. Here, you just grab a guy's head and stick your dick in
his mouth! Like you're forcing him to clean your dirty prick. He'll
complain, but he won't struggle. It's a very unique atmosphere. You
might be a little wimp and he might be the biggest, butchest stud in
the place. So you grab him by the hair and feed him your shitty cock!

What's unique is that everybody does everything. If you don't take
cocks or fists up the ass, or don't like the taste of piss or shit, you
don't go to the Sleaze Pit. It's that simple. A dirty cock will always
be licked clean, and a just-fucked asshole will always be sucked out! I
walked around for a while, taking in the sights. Sucked some cocks and
got mine sucked. Licked a few assholes, too. I love the Pit. Everybody
shows up with a stinky butthole... so as not to disappoint. All the
time, I kept my eye on the sling and the table.

Nobody douches before coming here... even if they intend to get fisted.
A guy wants a hand up his ass, he just shits first. That's what
propelled me toward the table. A guy in the sling was getting fiercely
fucked by a huge cock, but the studly blond on the table was begging
for a fist from a leathered naked dude.

"Half your turd, baby," he said. "Just shit out half. I wanna play
around up there with the rest. Some of you guys come around and spit
all over my hand. He don't need grease."

About half a dozen guys passed by to spit as much as they could over
the guy's fist. He moved it around with one finger to keep it from
dripping off. Meanwhile, a guy was on his haunches licking the blonde's
asshole and getting finger-fucked by someone else. Two guys stepped up
and held the blonde's legs back, intently watching him shit in the
guy's mouth.

"Fill your mouth and bite it off, man!" Fister ordered. "Leave some in
there." The guy bit and moved away...pulling the turd from his mouth to
eat it more slowly. Fister immediately put his hand there and worked in
three fingers, forcing the rest of the turd back inside. Mmmm. Hot
and gooshy! Yeah, love to play with a stud's shit. Open that shitty
fuckin' hole, man. Let me get my hand in there."

"Shove it in, man. I'm ready. Shove it up my ass!" I stood next to
the guy chewing the stud's shit. His finger-fucker was now plugging his
ass with cock, pulling his hand back to lick his shit-coated fingers. I
leaned over and kissed him on the lips! He pushed his tongue out,
feeding me a little. The stinky kiss fired me up so I knelt
down...watching the man work his fist in there. "You like that baby?"
he asked the blond. "I'm playing with your turd up there-mashing it
around in my fingers." He twisted his hand, making shit ooze from the
massively expanded anal lips. Down between the blonde's legs leather-
gloved hands were jerking him off... one of them ready to catch the
guy's load.

The foul aroma had my nostrils flaring. I breathed in the stud's
reeking scent and began to lick shit from the guy's wrist!

"Go for it, man." He twisted his hand slowly, pulling out slightly to
give me more. I lapped at it. It was sweet. The blond was moaning,
luxuriating in his own rectal invasion.

"Twist harder, man! Twist that fucker!" I had to back away because the
man began to move his hand like a U-joint...back and forth. "AH! Take
it to the edge, man, and diddle my button-I'm gonna come!"

The guy pulled his hand out to the widest part of his wrist and kept it
there. The blonde's asshole was spread apart a nearly five inches! The
man was using a couple of fingers--rapidly diddling his prostate. He
yelled out as cum poured from his cock like a hose into the gloved
hand. Just as his orgasm was subsiding, the man pulled his hand free.
The glove was quickly put to the blonde's mouth so he could lap up his
own cream. Nearly finished, he dropped his head in exhaustion as his
masturbator licked up the rest. "Taste treat!" the Fister cried,
holding his shitty hand up--over the guy's back. Four guys attacked
it... licking the shit off!

I'd already put my face up the blonde's hugely-gaping asshole. I'd
managed to get my mouth and lips inside his ass before he closed over
it. For those few precious seconds I was further up a guy's ass than
I'd ever been before. Had I been a shit-loving little baby, I could
have stuck my whole head in there! I tried to keep his hole pried apart
as I worked my tongue around in there-- furiously eating the shit out
of his ass! It was being smeared all over my face and going into my
mouth. It was wonderful! I finally had to back off because he was
shitting it all out and it started to go up my nose! I snorted
quickly--driving it out--and proceeded to eat the mashed-up sludge as
he eased it out!

When he clamped shut, I licked his ass thoroughly then fell back
catching my breath, coming in some guy's mouth. "Dirty, filthy,
shit-eating sonofabitch!" the Fister scowled as he and another guy got
down and licked my face clean! Then, while the other guy was still
licking me, Fister aimed his prick and pissed on both of us! We opened
our mouths, welcoming the thirst quencher!

Running a towel through my hair, I made my way out... passing several
mouths being stuffed with turds or acting as urinals. One guy, who'd
either been administered an enema or someone pissed up his ass, was
letting it loose onto two guys laying on the floor with their mouths
open. Another fellow yanked his cock from a guy's ass and put it to a
kneeling redhead's mouth. It was so covered with shit he must have
dragged half the guy's turd out...right onto his cock. The redhead held
it up at the base and hungrily ate the shit from his prick!

I had just enough time for a few hours' sleep before an early
appointment. I was going to shower first, then I remembered who the
appointment was with and decided against it. I stripped and stretched
before the mirror. I'd been up nearly 24 hours and needed to shit. I
should save it for my appointment, I told myself. And so I did. But I
squatted down and shit it on the floor first. I licked on it then
stuffed it into a baggy. I crawled into bed, leaving my asshole dirty!