BATHS & GYMS--Part One
The year: 1969. It was summer and the gay baths were in full swing. As a feature writer for one of the new underground gay magazines, I was assigned to cover the baths scene to get the real scoop for a series of articles. This is the story they wouldn't print!
After visiting the most popular establishments, and finding the surroundings much the same in each place...private rooms, pool, showers, orgy rooms, etc., the only difference was basically in decor. Then I moved to the older, sleazier places downtown. They kept them up as best they could for the older buildings they were.
The clientele were sleazier. While most places uptown had some sophistication to them--most fucking and sucking taking place in rooms or orgy areas--at The Turk things were much different. These guys would come right up to you and start rimming your ass while you're taking your clothes off at your locker! Fuck the rooms, they were fucking and sucking in the hallways. And there were more than a few underaged, jaded teens roaming around, acting just as sex-crazed as the older ones!
I'd no sooner stepped into the first hallway leading past the rooms and into the interior, than I came across a youngster on his knees, his lips happily wrapped around a big cock. The owner of the massive prick, a grubby bruiser, stood naked with his hands on his hips, pissing down the boy's throat! The hot urine was running out of his mouth as the lad gulped and gulped the tangy fluid. A fat old man was tonguing the boy's asshole and jacking off.
Needing to piss myself, before going further I headed for the regular bathroom. There were other, fake bathrooms with glory holes and such for sexual purposes, but the regular bathrooms were for taking care of business before rejoining the debauchery. Or so I thought.
It was a busy night. The room was crowded somewhat with guys pissing in the long urinal, washing their hands, or going into the cubicles. Most wore the usual skimpy towel around their waist, but some were unashamedly naked with their towel slung over their shoulder. Then I heard the voice and saw the man scampering back and forth. Most were ignoring him, regard- less of the foul things he was saying. Others, like myself, just stared at him in astonishment.
He'd blatantly kneel down and stick his head under a cubicle door.
"Hi, are you taking a shit? Mind if I watch you do it? Well, would you at least let me lick your asshole clean when you're done?"
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" was the response most heard. The man would calmly go to the next one.
"Lick your shit, sir? If you haven't gone yet, you can plop your turd in my mouth!" He was loud, and everyone present could plainly hear what he was up to. Just as he got to the next one, the fellow came out. "Clean your ass, sir?"
"WHAT?!"
"Clean your ass. You just took a big shit, didn't you? Let me lick out your hole so it'll be real clean. You wouldn't want to go into the orgy room and have some guy get pissed off when he rims you, would you? I'll clean it real good for you. Suck any leftover shit right offa there! How 'bout it?"
"What are you, a fuckin' shit-eater?"
"You got that right!" someone said.
"Yes, sir, I sure am! I love to lick shit--manshit, boyshit, my own shit. I'll suck a hot steamy turd out of any or every delicious rectum in this room. Any of you guys hafta shit, or just have smelly assholes, just come over here and stick your butt in my face." There was much sincerity in his frantic gushing. "Or at least maybe let me watch your turds come out. Squat over the toilet and just let me watch and smell 'em--I won't touch. Or farts--I LOVE FARTS! Come on, somebody fart in my face til a tasty turd comes along. How 'bout you, sir? Got a stinky fart for a desperate old fart-sniffer?"
Old? The man wasn't that old. Maybe late 30's, early 40's. Short, but not all that bad-looking, but his demeanor was a definite turnoff. I just stared in amazement.
"Seen him lick a toilet seat once," a guy standing next to me said, chuckling.
"I heard that!" the man turned and said. "Hell, if you'd seen the cute boy that had just taken a sweet healthy crap, you'd have gone in and licked that seat yourself," he laughed. "But I'm not making excuses. I lick these toilet seats all the time, hoping some of you guys might've scraped a little shit on them. At least I get some nice grimy butt sweat. You bastards won't let me eat it out of your holes!"
"Are you serious, Mister?" a guy near him asked, perplexed.
"TRY ME!" the man lewdly stuck out his tongue and wiggled it around in circles.
"OK," the man said calmly, then pulled his towel away and presented his naked buttocks. Immediately, the guy was behind him, wrenching his cheeks apart and noisily slopping his tongue up and down the asscrack. He pulled away only once, to ask, "Got a nice turd for me?" He was ready to have the guy shit right in his mouth while we watched!
"Sorry," said the man with a grin on his face. "Just a cleanup, please. You mean if I did have to shit, you'd take it right here in front of everyone!"
"SURE! I LOVE HAVING GUYS WATCH ME LICK TURDS OUT OF ANOTHER GUY'S ASSHOLE! You'd be surprised. It only takes seeing one guy, then others want to do it. I can chew 'em right down, or go slow and easy and let you watch me lick the assjuice off of them. I like 'em big, dark and hard...or brown and creamy soft. I like 'em sweet and aromatic out of a boybutt, or manshit that's so pungent it makes my eyes smart. GOD, HOW I LOVE THE SMELL OF SHIT COMING OUT OF A GUY'S GAPING ASSHOLE!"
"Man, what a fuckin' pervert!" some guy said. "The management let you do this?"
"I OWN THE PLACE, SMARTASS! That's why I bought it...so I could eat shit without getting thrown out of every place. How 'bout it, you look like your ass could produce some mighty fine tasting turds."
Someone else walked into the room, while others left in disgust. He walked toward a middle cubicle.
"Gonna take a shit?" the man asked him.
"Uh, yeah. What's it to ya?"
"Well, I'm a hungry shit-eater and I'd sure be pleased if you'd just stuff your big turd right in my mouth instead of wasting it in the toilet."
The man laughed, and looked around. "He serious?!"
"He's very serious," several said.
"What the fuck. Come on!"
"Can everyone watch, sir? They'd sure like to."
"Uh...why not? Ain't no shit offa my ass!" he chuckled. "How do you want me? I can't wait much longer."
"Um, if you'd be so kind as to squat on the toilet seat. That way everyone can get a good look as you squeeze that delicious thing out."
"Yeah? You'll think it's delicious, alright. I've had rotten farts all day long."
"Fine with me!"
The door was propped open and the man removed his pants. He let the guy have a few preliminary licks at his rank hole, then he hopped up on the toilet seat and held onto a bar in back. Everyone in the room crowded around the cubicle doorway to get a gander. Two guys already had boners pushing their towels up.
As he lowered himself, the older man knelt on the floor looking up. As soon as that open asshole came his way he started to lick inside. He had his tongue poked up that hole, working it around in tiny circles licking on the inner sides of his asshole. Then that murky pit began to expand and open up. And we all knew why. It was a big turd on the inside pushing against his rectal opening, causing the whole anus to enlarge and spread apart. His tongue began to move in wider and wider circles as the heated asshole pulled aside. He sloshed his tongue all around the puffy folds of the massive, gaping opening.
I screwed up my face, imagining the putrid air the man must be breathing from that unholy alleyway, just as my prick poked its way from between the flaps of my towel! I just let it be. Why the hell not? There were stiff cocks rising all around me. It wasn't as if I were in the middle of Grand Central Station ...though it kinda seemed that way. There were at least eight or nine of us crowding around, peering over the partitions, anxious to get a good look at this.
I couldn't believe something could so disgust and excite me at the same time. I stopped wondering at the air he was breathing, because I was soon forced to wonder about the taste. That exploring tongue was no longer flapping around in blank space--the man was now slopping it around the brown object slowly emerging from the guy's asshole...a big fat smelly turd! The fellow was grunting like he was constipated, causing his turd to escape slowly and perhaps painfully.
"SLUP! SLUP! SLUK!" The filthy man made disgustingly obscene noises as he wantonly licked on the man's extruding shit. All had been quiet before this, as we all watched intently to see what the man would actually do. Now that he was doing it. Gasps, groans, and salacious comments abounded.
"FUCK! HE'S DOING IT!"
"HE'S LICKING HIS TURD!"
"YEECH!"
"GAWD, I THINK I'M GONNA BE SICK!"
"THEN STOP LOOKING, DICKHEAD!"
"EAT THAT SHIT, YOU FUCK!"
"INCREDIBLE!"
By now, about five inches of thick turdmeat was hanging out of the guy's asshole, and our friend was sucking on the end of it while he rested his fingers along the underside to keep it steady. Then I heard a squeaky young voice from behind me.
"I think that looks like fun!" I turned to see the young boy I'd seen in the hallway drinking piss.
"You wanna shit in his mouth next, kid?" some guy asked him.
"No, man. I wanna do THAT! I WANNA LICK A TURD! I never tried it."
With a loud, satisfied grunt the man quickly expelled another 3-4 inches, then squeezed off as it fell from his ass. The kneeling man now needed both hands to hold the long, nearly 9-inch turd. He still had his mouth over the end of it, but quickly pulled it out--only to turn it around and wrap his lips over the other end as if the part that was deeper up the man's rectum tasted better! It was obviously softer because, after the man shuffled around, resting his head back on the toilet bowl and smiling up at us while taking long, lascivious licks along the column, he put his mouth back over that soft end and began to eat the man's shit! More groans and gasps were heard, but still no one left the scene.
Breathlessly, the man, who had gotten down from the toilet, stood there staring at the guy contentedly eating away on his turd. "PUT IT DOWN!" he ordered.
The man looked up, surprised, and gulped down the mouthful he'd just pulled off. "Wha...why? I want to eat it all while it's warm!"
"So put it in the fuckin' microwave, asslick! I gotta go." He straddled the man's face, looking toward us and bending over. "Lick my asshole clean, fucker! I gotta go straight to work. Clean me up. Then you can sit and suck shit all night long for all I care!"
The man rested the turd in his lap and shot his tongue up the guy's hole--lapping it clean. Looking at us, the guy got an evil smirk on his face and asked, "You guys like the show?"
Various comments were made to his query, but one was astonishing.
The young boy looked at him and said, "Boy, mister, you sure got pretty looking turds!"
"Well, kid, if you like it so much go help the old fart lick it up after I'm gone."
"Naw," the kid replied, "I'm gonna get me a fresh one for myself!"
"Hey, you're the Piss Boy, aren't you?" one regular asked.
"I like guys to piss down my throat, if that's what you mean," he said snottily.
"Like it?" the fellow laughed. "I've seen this kid in the showers getting pissed on by seven guys! Every time I see him, he's drinking urine. Pissed in your mouth once, myself."
"I wouldn't know," the boy said sarcastically.
"I'm just surprised...you know...that as much as you dig THAT you haven't gotten into eating guys' shit. I always thought you were the filthiest boy I'd ever seen."
"Yeah, well...hey, wait a minute! I remember you. You're the guy who likes licking dirty feet. You pissed in my mouth while tonguing the grunge from between that black guy's toes! Is it true that you once tongued out a guy's nose and had him shoot snot into your mouth?"
"Yeah, I--uh--get carried away once in a while. But I never ate shit! Anyway, you want me to shit in your mouth, kid? I'll do it."
"No. But this man can." He reached out and stroked my cock! Just then, the man who'd shitted broke us up on his way out. We all turned our attention back to the man on the floor, who was making a big deal out of showing us how much he loved what he was eating.
"Took a nice dump for me, didn't he, fellas?" he said between bites. "I LOVE TO EAT A GUY'S HOT STEAMY DUMP! Any of YOU guys want to get your bowels in an uproar--I'll have this down in a jiffy. Don't worry, I can take it. My record is nine turds in one sitting. Of course, the last one was mine!"
The boy had slipped his hand up the back of my towel and was playing with my asshole. I felt strange. Strangely turned on by all of this. The youngster was cute, even if he was jaded and suggesting I engage in a filthy act with him.
"So, let's see you do that, you old reprobate!" someone suggested.
"Show us. Eat your own shit!"
Slowly, the boy and I began to back our way to the exit. But not before seeing the man lick his fingers clean, hop up and turn around, squatting. Then, like a circus geek, he quickly shot out a little turd into his own hands. Obviously in his glory at having an interested audience, he sat up on the toilet seat and plopped it into his mouth, his cock sticking out--hard as steel--evidence of his pleasure.
"That's it?" someone howled. "That little thing?!"
"I save my own for emergencies. I'm here for YOURS! Who's next?" The show ended, and people started to scatter. The man looked frustrated, then caught sight of us. He came over all smiles.
"Gonna give it a try, Junior?" he asked my companion. "You guys mind if I watch?"
"Get lost," the boy said, none too pleasantly. "I don't want you horning in. You'll suck it down before I even get to see it!"
He had a room down the hall. As he lifted his leg and slipped the elastic keyband from his ankle, I remembered I'd forgotten to take the piss I'd originally gone in there for. Then I realized who I was with, and figured it wouldn't be a problem. But I decided to play dumb to keep from hurting his feelings. Once inside, he turned and locked it.
"Hell, I forgot to piss while I was there. That's what I went in for, but I got so wrapped up in that sick--uh, that display."
"No problem!" he smiled, sitting on the small bed. "Come're, stud, stand between my legs. I'll drain your lizard!"
"Y-you sure?" I asked, happily surprised that he suggested it so readily. Seeing him do it before had excited me at the idea.
He pulled my towel away, and sensuously handled my cock. For a young guy he sure had a nice touch. But then I figured he'd probably handled a lot of pricks if he spent much time in this place.
"Feels good, fella," I cooed, "but if you get me hard I'll never relax enough."
"Mmmm, sorry. But that's a hellofa nice cock you got! Ok, you relax and I'll handle the faucet. Think of waterfalls. Better yet, think of pissing in my mouth!"
I closed my eyes after watching his mouth slip over my soft cock. With two fingers, he prepared to apply pressure to stop the flow. Luckily, I had to go bad so it didn't take long for me to feel the impending stream enter my urethra. In two seconds I'd be beyond stopping.
"OK!" I opened my eyes. I watched his cheeks bloat as he caught my first spray. Quickly, he squeezed hard, savoring the flavor of the first mouthful. Then he got down to business. His fingers squeezed and released, squeezed and released, as he drank down my hot piss! The kid was a pro at this. He didn't lose a drop. Watching him made my cock get semi-hard. At one point he took a deep breath and jammed it back into his mouth and just let the piss flow down his throat--straight into his belly. He did this several times, taking the bulk of it this way. Then he returned to his squeeze and drink technique, taking the last streams in small doses in order to enjoy the taste more.
Pulling off, he looked up at me. "Can we suck and fuck after you...you know. You still want to, don't you?"
"Y-you mean...shit?" He seemed--and I guess he was--just as virginally nervous about it as I was. "Yeah, I guess so. If you want me to."
"Well, now that we're alone I feel kinda funny about it. But I sure wanted to...I DO WANT TO...do it. I want to try everything. There's nothing I've ever tried that I didn't like. First guy ever pissed in my mouth, I coulda killed him! But...the next time we were together I asked him to do it again. It made me hotter thinking about it afterwards than it did when it happened, you know? This time I want to try something different, without being forced, and get to enjoy it the first time."
"H-how do you know you will enjoy it?" I asked. "It's pretty uh...radical, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I guess it is! But, I--well, I like licking a guy's butt, and most of the time I like the way a guy's asshole smells...so I figure maybe I'm missing out on something good."
"Even though most guys don't do it?" I suggested, rationally.
"Hell, most guys won't drink piss. Seems things most guys won't do are things most guys haven't even tried. So...I wanna try. Get it?"
"Ha! I understand...but YOU'RE gonna get it! I'm new at this too, but tonight I'm game for anything. I think."
"Turn around, let me see your ass." He helped swirl me around til my butt was in his face.
"Oh, jeez! I just remembered," I warned him. "I never did get to hit the showers. I'm probably pretty grungy down there!"
He burst out laughing. Then so did I. "It hardly matters, does it? That's even good. If I can't stand it the way it is I sure won't be able to do what I plan on doing. BEND OVER!"
It was automatic--worrying about the condition of my asshole when someone's about to rim me. How silly, I thought, being concerned with that when a guy's said he wants to lick my turd! I felt a total freedom, just then, and really bent over far, pushing my ass in his face. I didn't care if it smelled. My dick tingled, hoping it DID smell!
"PRETTY ASSHOLE!" he cried out, just before I felt his nose nuzzling at my hole.
I didn't know what was 'pretty' about it, but I was glad he liked it. And he sure didn't mind the smell, cause I could hear him sniffing at me in long, drawn out inward breaths. Many of them. When you smell something you don't like--one sniff is enough. He liked it. He kept sniffing at my hole and the pleasure he derived there was giving him a boner. I could see it between my legs as it rose up from his young crotch quite impressively. This I could understand. I loved the odor from a hot guy's sweaty anus myself, and imagined how wonderfully musky HIS would be. I intended to find out.
"Gawd, I'm glad you didn't shower!" he cried. "Your butthole's really spicy. Just right to put me in the mood."
He pulled me apart and started to lick at it. Up and down my crack he slobbered all over my gamey-scented backside. His soft hands felt incredible running up and down my hips, working my buns apart, pulling my cheeks back tightly to his mouth. I let out a loud gasp as his tongue stabbed up into my rectum. In a flush of smutty vulgarity, I willed my anal muscles to totally relax--letting him dig in deeply. I'd never enjoyed a rimjob so much before. Perhaps it was because he wasn't doing it simply to 'perform analingus' for my--our--mutual pleasure. Oh, he was doing that, too! He'd obviously spent many moments with his tongue up guys' shitual orifices--he was enjoying it so much. I was familiar with the kneading, luxuriating move- ments of hands and tongue. I'd spent long, delirious moments myself in his position, worshipping some guy's delightfully fragrant asshole. He liked this stuff, and desperately wanted to fall onto the bed and get us wrapped up into a ball so we could mutually dig in and suck out each other's delicious assholes!
But the boy had a purpose--and he hadn't forgotten it, even if I had. He motioned me onto the bed--shoulders down/ass up. He settled behind me, sitting back on his heels, fondling my ass lovingly.
"Oh, man, this just might happen!" he said excitedly. "You got a really nice ass, man, so smooth and creamy. Your crack tasted good, and I don't ever remember a better smellin' hole! You really got me going. If I'm ever gonna be ready to lick a guy's turd--I'm ready now!"
And I was ready--and willing--to do it. Still, I was apprehensive. I mean, it was an awful thing to do--to take a shit in a guy's face! And it was so personal. Nobody'd ever watched me shit before. Even Mommy'd only cleaned my diapers after the fact. He'd be the first person to actually witness it as it happened!
"Y-you sure?" I felt obligated to ask, but hoping he wouldn't change his mind.
"Fuck, man, I don't know. But I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna lick on it! I'll decide later whether I like it or not." He grabbed my buttocks. "Now go slow and let it out."
I began to strain, testing my muscles. I could do it easily but it might take some control to do it slowly. Tentatively, I pushed. I heard a click. My ass has made a lot of strange noises in its time, but a 'click' was not one of them. It was followed by another 'click'.
"What the hell do YOU want?" I heard my friend ask. I looked around.
"Don't mind me. I'm just an observer!" The dirty man from the bathroom had entered and closed the door behind him. He was obviously excited.
"Come on, man. SPLIT!" the boy ordered. "How'd you get in?"
"Give it up, Junior," the man said--sure of himself. "I run the place, remember? And you're under age! I'm the guy who gave the word to let you in. You wanna keep up your whoring? Don't give me any shit!" He laughed, "Sorry, bad choice of words. Actually, I'd love for you to give me shit! Don't worry, I won't interfere with another guy's gleaming of a turd. I just want to see you do it. No reason for either of you to feel uncomfortable with me watching. You've already watched me eating shit. Go ahead, Junior. No need to feel inhibited because of me. You go ahead and do whatever you want with his hot turd. I'll encourage you and even give you pointers! Just think of me as your mentor."
The man had the kid by the balls--figuratively--and I left it up to him. He was an unwelcomed intrusion, but having watched him gobble up shit earlier, he wouldn't hinder me.
"Sheesh!" the kid sighed, resignedly. "You really gonna keep your hands off?"
"I told you. I don't interfere with another shit-eater doin' his business. I'll just be a horny observer."
"I NEVER SAID I WAS GONNA EAT IT!" he cried, defensively.
"Calm down, lad," the man chuckled. "Just do whatever you want with it. I understand you're a novice. Go ahead and enjoy it. Smell it, taste it, lick it...just let it plop outta his ass if you want. I'm here for clean-up detail if you need me. Now get your horny senses back in focus. You spend half your life drinkin' piss in my hallways--stick your face back up his pretty ass and forget me!"
Afraid Junior's trepidation might ruin everything, I wiggled my ass suggestively and blurted out, "Fuck him, man! Lick my ass--I got somethin' for you. Go for it. Forget him, or do it so good you make him jealous."
"Yeah!" He gobbled up my hole--sniffing up my fragrance to get back into the mood. It did the trick. He got down to eating me out and really started to scarf at my ass. I loosened up immediately, and started to push. My turd pushed aside my anus and poked out. I held it there.
"Oh, man--there it is! Uh, umm, whadda I do?" he cried, excited but unsure at the suddeness of it all.
"LICK IT, KID!" the man offered.
"Oh, of course," he agreed, as if just remembering his original plan.
I could feel his face back there, but I couldn't see anything. So I welcomed the man's helpful outbursts.
"That's it. Lick that sucker!" The sound of his voice told me he was getting closer for a better look. "Ah! Work that tongue. Right up at his hole--lick it while it comes out. Now, put your hand on it so it doesn't all fall out at once. Make it last. You wanna lick and suck on it fresh from his gaping anus. MARVELOUS!!"
I could feel 'Junior' working his hot tongue around my hole and obviously licking what was coming out of there. The pressure of his hand was good. Otherwise, I would have bolted my turd from the excitement. It gave him time to lick up and down the stinky column. I knew this was happening from the man's descriptive encouragements. It was so exciting, I involuntarily squeezed off. My asshole shut closed and the boy was left holding my well-licked turd.
"WELL?" the man cried. "Time of truth. Stuff it in your mouth and eat his hot shit--or give it to me!"
"Uh, here," the boy said quickly, handing it off to the man.
"Oooh, thanks! Now put your mouth up to his asshole, kid, and let him shoot the rest of it into your mouth. Eat it or don't, But you've gotta experience having a man actually shit into your mouth. DO IT!"
I felt Junior's lips around my anus. His body bent down-- his mouth flush with my gaping hole. I pushed hard and expelled more than a mouthful of shit. It broke off again, and not wanting to stop, I let loose and plopped out a few more turlets onto the bed. I turned around quickly. Junior had his mouth stuffed with turd--a surprised look on his face. The man crouched on the floor was watching delightedly while he licked the big turd he was holding.
Seeing me now watching him, Junior blushed. But instead of expelling my turd from his mouth, he brought his hand up and held it securely. Looking forlorn, he nevertheless seemed reluctant to give up the turd in his mouth. That's OK, I smiled at him. Carry on.
"SUCK IT!" I gasped. "Suck it while I blow you." I bent down to his middle and took his rock hard cock in. It was a big cock and I laved my tongue over it before quickly engulfing it. I knew I didn't have much time--sweet pre-cum was leaking from his fat knob profusely. Feeling it throb violently, I put my mouth over it and sucked on down the shaft. He blasted a torrent of hot cockjuice straight down my throat. All the time his body was rocking back and forth as he happily sucked turd.
After swallowing his huge load, I started to lift up. I heard him say, "Enough!" I looked up to see him hand my shit over to the man crouching on the floor. "Take this!" The man received it in both hands. Plainly, he'd already devoured my first turd. That didn't stop him from shoveling more shit into his mouth.
I looked up at the kid, questioningly. He smiled, with a thoroughly wanton look on his face. He nodded, silently, as if to say, Yyes, I sucked on your turd and I liked it! Then he grabbed my face and brought his mouth down to me. Seeing remnants of my shit on his lips, I turned sideways. He pulled me back again and mashed his mouth to mine! I hadn't come yet, and was still in a highly excited state. Fuck it, I thought. He's so pretty I just wanna suck his lips..even if I hafta lick my own shit off of them!
"Wonderful!" the man cried. "Marvelous! That was very exciting, and quite tasty, too, I might add. You're gonna be an even bigger hit after this, kid."
"HEY! Keep it quiet, willya? I don't wanna be treated around here like you are! Now will you leave us alone?"
"Sure, kid. Thanks for the treat." He let himself out after licking his fingers clean, and relocked the door.
"He's quite a pest, isn't he?" I chuckled.
"Yeah, but he sure came in handy for cleaning up!" he laughed. "Speaking of cleaning up, lemme at it again so I can make your sweet hole sparkle. Obviously, I liked it. I should feel embarrassed--but I can't be with you--not after that!"
"OK," I quickly agreed and sprawled on the bed, "but this time sit your butt on my face. I want to eat out your asshole at the same time."
"Want me to shit?!" he kidded, once his butthole was pressed against my lips.
"NO!" I cried, then caught the teasing expression on his face as he glanced over his shoulder. "You little prick! You had me scared there. I've been looking forward to rimming your sweet butt too much to have it ruined."
"You know, guy? It really wasn't as bad as you'd think."
"Yeah? Well, in that case I'll do it--in my dreams!"
He laughed, and did the breast stroke between my legs, pulling them up and back spreading my ass apart to give him room to lap at my dirty hole. Once he clamped his mouth over my anus, he scooched his butt in my face. I laved his smooth cheeks with my tongue, and quickly moved inward, following the heat and fragrance of his shithole.
Well, I wrote the article...leaving out the identity of a certain participating character...but you can see why it wasn't printed. My editor, however, stuffed a copy into his briefcase.
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