I spend a lot of time at the baths...a lot of time! I guess it's made me pretty fucking jaded, but then I've always been sorta that way. The first time I played 'mess around' with another boy, it didn't take more than a minute after we pulled our pants down that I bent over to see what his pecker tasted like. It didn't really taste much at all, but I liked it in my mouth. By our third time, I was licking his stinky butthole. I'd caught a glimpse of his crack as he was bending over to take off his pants and got a brainstorm. Now that was tasty!
I was friends with Jeffrey for many years. Not because he was the only one who'd mess around--he was the boy who was the most careless about wiping when he did a poop. A few of the other second graders were tangy--especially Carmine, a cute little wop with a greasy butt--but not like Jeffrey.
Of course, I didn't tell him he was. I was afraid he'd think it was too dirty and would take more care. But I also felt guilty and nasty--ashamed to admit I'd been licking his poop! That was my first and last period of shame. During the summer prior to entering third grade I talked him into letting me watch him poop. I knelt right behind him so I could see everything. It was so thrilling, I licked it a couple of times. He didn't see me do it, but when he saw me licking my lips he wondered and asked me if I had.
"Sure, why not?" I answered. He grunted in disgust. That didn't stop him from doing it for me once in a while. He just never asked about it again, nor try to look back. But he knew.
To give you an updated idea, when I got here around five I headed straight for one of the orgy rooms. This big nigger was slamming an enormous prick up some Spic's big hairy butt. Musta been 11" at least, but the greaser's big asshole felt no pain. In fact, the guy had an expression bordering on lethargy. It was a good-looking fuck, though. I got on all fours and watched underneath until they turned over.
When the nigger started spurting, he yanked his prick out quickly and lifted up. It was still spraying jizz and I made a grab for it, but the Spic was already raising his head. The nigger crouched forward, ramming his prick into his mouth to finish unloading. I really wanted to clean that black prick something fierce, dammit!
That left the Spic's hairy shithole hanging open, all wet and sloppy, so I crawled up and licked it. It was pretty much a filthy mess...gaping open hugely with sticky nigger jizz dripping out. I lapped all that up, too. Hell, I could practically get my whole mouth up his shithole! Well, an opportunity like that doesn't come around too often, so I ate him out. God damn, he had a hairy ass! Not that that ever stopped me from sucking an asshole, of course. Fuck no. I'll suck anything. I nibbled his slack, puffy asslips and lapped out his rectal juices til he finally lowered his legs. Then I leaned forward--seeing he was still tonguing off the filthy shaft--and licked the nigger's asshole awhile. It was dark and smelly and I drilled my tongue up his craphole.
My language? Hell, niggers & spics got assholes, too, don't they? I love 'em! I figure you can't be too prejudiced if you'll bury your tongue up some guy's rectum!
Nice appetizer, but I wanted to blow a cock. Nearby, two young guys were going at it in a feverish 69. Guys were standing around watching--maybe fiddling with the cock of the stranger next to him. I didn't want to piss anybody off by stealing the prick he'd eventually go down on, so I lowered my standards. Some fat dude had his hand flipping the front of his towel as he played with himself. I knelt before him and yanked his towel off. He was astonished, to say the least--used to being a voyeur only, or hiding in a dark corner and sucking some guy's cock while he's otherwise engaged. He spread his chubby thighs as I grabbed his nuts and took his stubby prick in my mouth.
Yeah, so he was a slob. All I cared about was his prick and balls. You could take that fat gerkin and hefty sack, put 'em on a hot bod, and you'd gobble 'em with glee. Besides, sometimes those tubbies have a big load of stored up jizz that's thick and ropey...even lumpy. And it's so fuckin' strong tasting from festering in the guy's nuts so long, it's a nice change from the runny pittances from hot studs who practically have their right hands sewed to their pricks.
Yeah, I'll blow a sweaty fat man here and there. They tend to smell a lot, and they're darned grateful. Trouble is, they get so excited they come too fast. Guess when you've been waiting ten years for your next blowjob the feel of a guy's lips on your pecker is too much.
This guy, for instance. He gently caressed my hair while jerking his chubby hips, poking his porker between my lips in short jabs...fearful more forceful, desirable lunges might discourage me. But I only got about a dozen strokes to enjoy his prick before he groaned lustily and flooded my mouth with big globs of cottage cheese! Shit, I coulda chewed the thick muck...or used it to glue a broken chair!
"Wow! That was wonderful, young man. Thank you," he whispered. "May I suck your cock now?" He began to struggle to his knees.
"Naw, that's okay," I said, after gulping his spunky wad. "See ya."
"Uh, I'd sure like to, um..." he cleared his throat, "I'd love to suck your a-asshole!"
"Yeah, so would I, man. But we don't always get what we want." Jezzus, blow a guy and he gets greedy! I walked out to find other diversions.
I found it passing the showers. Actually, I was checking out the heads, but they were empty. Two guys were under sprays, one with a half hardon, the other crowing about how bad he needed to piss. He was obviously trying to coax the other guy into getting down and taking it.
"Yeah, hot load of piss all ready, man. Feels good lettin' a dude piss all over your face. Don't mean you hafta open your mouth, but that's wild, too. Yeah, drinkin' a dude's salty piss. Lots of guys dig it. Hell, in the shower it's gone in a snap anyway."
I stood at the entrance, leaning against the wall, listening to the fellow rattle on while flopping his bloated cock up and down, and at the other one's turmoil and hesitation as he stared at it wantingly. I pushed away and walked in, going right up to the scaredy cat and taking his hand. I pulled him in front of the bigger stud.
"Come on, I'll join ya. You're gonna enjoy it, don't worry." I knelt and pulled him down with me. He stared at me, gulping. I continued giving instructions. "When he starts spraying us higher, just close your eyes and enjoy. When he splatters our faces, lick your lips. Then you can see if you wanna open your mouth or not. Me," I looked up and winked at the grinning stud, "I wanna couple of good mouthfuls. I love playing `toilet' on occasion!"
"O-okay, I'll give it a try, I guess," he said, looking back to see if anyone else was watching.
"Aw, don't sweat it, guy," I said. "On the weekends there are guys drinking piss in here all night. See, your prick's standing up just thinking about it. Here, grab mine. We'll jack each other while he pees all over two worthless cocksucking pissdrinkers like you and me!"
He smiled. We stroked each other's rampant boners and waited to see the guy's prickhead begin to spray his yellow stream. A couple of little spurts, then the hose erupted! He splattered our knees, then aimed it over our crotches, getting our hands and cocks wet with piss before wagging back and forth over our chests. It looked like he might never run out, but he was as anxious as I was for him to reach our faces.
"PISS ON US, MAN!" I yelled. "PISS ON OUR FUCKIN' FACES, I WANNA DRINK YOUR HOT, STINKY WIZZ!"
SPLASH! I got it right in the kisser! I closed my eyes in time, and felt the deluge hitting my cheeks, forehead, every- thing--including a big, warm mouthful that I gulped right down. I heard my partner let out a groan, and knew the man's piss was exciting the fuck out of him, because I heard him gurgling. I knew the asshole would open his mouth.
After we stuck around to get under the shower, he hinted he really dug it. So I pushed him down and gave him another hot dose, this time sticking my prick in his mouth. He kept drink- ing and drinking until he shot his load all over my legs. Then he gagged and pulled away. I finished pissing in my hand-- taking it to my lips and slurping it.
Just before turning a corner down a corridor ten minutes later, I heard voices.
"Goddamit, Harvey, leave me alone. I'm not gonna rim you til you take a fuckin' shower. I don't care if it is the baths, I don't go for that filthy stuff."
"Just try it, babe. Hell, I love it when you're a little ripe."
They were both young--one shorter and dark, the 'nasty' one a tall, hairy blond.
I spun around the corner. "Mind if I give a unbiased opinion?"
"Hunh?!"
I slipped my hand up the back of the blond's towel and wiped my finger over his asshole. I would've stuck it in, but he jumped away. They stared and gasped as I put my finger under my nose and sniffed it.
"Pretty foul, buddy," I agreed with his lover. Then I sucked it. "But it tastes fuckin' hot and nasty! Mmmm. I'll get down and suck your shithole clean. Then he can take over and you'll both be happy."
"Jezzus! Get lost ya creep! I want him to dig it."
"Okay," I chuckled, "but keep me in mind, willya?" I walked away.
Back in the orgy room I saw a familiar stud I'd never gotten a grab at. He was a fucker, not a fuckee, but his ass was always open to visitors...as long as you wanted to eat him out and stick nothing more threatening up there but your finger--and only that because you wanted to dig something out to smell or lick. The kid he was fucking was hot!
Kneeling back there, watching him fuck the kid's brains out, all I could concentrate on was how repulsive his ass was. Hair grew all over his cheeks and along his crack. It grew right up into his asshole.
I leaned closer to sniff his furry rump in quick install- ments when he was fully imbedded, letting the kid feel it up there real deep. He caught me off guard, banging against my nose.
"Don't futz around, man, EAT ME OUT!" he snarled over his shoulder.
He hiked his legs from kneeling, and stood over the raised bottom. Then he shoved in deep and stopped--his butt hanging out, hole spread and pooched. I put my mouth up to it and nibbled. It was hairy and bitter, but it was OPEN! I ate his ass out and sucked on it as well as any ass I'd ever sucked. Any time a dude's hole is open and I can dig way in, my priorities vanish. I'd probably rim a horse's ass if he backed it up to my face!
He just kept his long prick settled down into the guy's insatiable rectum and stayed there--allowing me meal privileges. I had to pry his anus apart to get the hair out of the way, but once I did I found a moist craphole well worth the effort. A real cheesy delight! Unfortunately, he'd been fucking a while and my added stimulation put him over the edge.
"GIVE IT A REAL BIG HOT SUCK, FELLA. THEN I GOTTA FUCK!!"
I did, and he did. He gave the kid a half-dozen plunderous strokes then buried it again, wiggling their butts together while he shot. He dragged about 10" of slimy prick out...cum still dripping from it. He hopped over to the kid's face and crouched--letting him lick it!
Ah, but the honor of being behind a butt like the one just fucked...to be allowed to look upon that beautiful, wrinkled anus up close and smell the intoxicating odors it emitted...was astounding. In seconds, like a repeat of my previous encounter, there I was crouched behind a marvelous rump again--suctioning the big load of cum that had been fucked up there. I'd taken a couple of swipes over that greasy prick when it came out and before it dashed off, but I preferred to lick this asshole inside out anyway.
The young black kid loved getting screwed. Head down/ass up, he took every deep lunge I gave him without tightening up one iota.
Hunched over him, straddling his hips, my stroke was a 40 degree piston into warm, fetid darkness. That left room fore and aft for the two guys who joined in. One squatted over the boy's neck--looking down his arched back and over the ebony buns at our hot fuck. Lapping his tongue down the sweaty crease and into his moist crack, he found with pleasure that he could lick the top of my shaft and around the stretched anus. The guy in back had plenty of space to do likewise underneath.
They were lewd fuckers and it was a turn-on watching them. They also came in handy when streaks of shit started showing up along my cock. They kept everything tidied up so the affair didn't get too pungent...if that would even have mattered to them. Because the moment I finished pouring a pint of tangy jizz up his black ass and pulled out--leaving his asshole wide open--the guy below immediately glued his mouth to it, tongue- first, and began to plunder its depths. The kid had wanted my cockjuice up his tail, but he didn't get to keep it for very long! The other one pulled my wet prick into his mouth and cleaned every trace of gunk from it.
Outside, I ran into the guy who'd had underneath duty.
"Man, that was wild! You two were going it so heavy we couldn't just watch. I don't believe how much I dug felching him. Yesterday I could have guaranteed I'd never purposely lick shit. Not only did I lick it, I sucked a shitty load of cum out of a nigger's ass. Oooh, I just went crazy over his spicy shithole!"
I nodded. "Shoulda seen the glob of shit on my knob. Your buddy sure gobbled it up!"
"Eddie? Yeah, he never lets shit stop him from cocks, balls or assholes. I kept going because I knew he wouldn't stop."
"Your hole's bitter."
"Yeah? Probably some leftover turd."
Feigning disgust, he exclaimed, "TURD?! When's the last time you showered?"
"Let's see. What's today?"
"Oh, man!"
"So, don't lick it if you don't want."
"Naw, I guess it's alright." Squirming his own butt into a comfortable position, he spread the asshole apart and pulled it down. He calmly sniffed at it.
Smirking to himself, the guy began to rub his smelly shithole over the other guy's nose and lips. He hadn't ever doubted he'd be rimmed thoroughly before the evening was over.
Paul, a strikingly handsome dark-haired young man, was a superb example of masculine power and grace. His tightly- muscled, slender body kept all eyes riveted to him as he masturbated. Heels planted firmly, legs widely spread apart with his back against the dressing room lockers, he stroked his incredibly oversized meat. He turned and rotated his ass, thrusting it out and up to expose his large hair-ringed asshole. Then he turned again and squatted until it was only just raised off the floor. In that low crouch it fairly gaped in invitation.
From behind, a man slid under his sensuously-grinding buttocks and pulled the quivering asshole to his mouth.
Emitting a long, deep groan, the young man tossed his head...allowing the man full liberties to eat out his bunghole. He closed his eyes, slowed his pumping on the juicy-sounding, leaking cock and concentrated entirely on the pleasure of having his sweaty asshole sucked and his spicy rectum washed out by the man's long, insistently-probing tongue.
Amidst the smell of stale jockstraps, every hand in the room was busy at some sensuous pursuit as they all watched the hungry man eat out the increasingly-dilating rectal circle of wrinkled flesh...along with the massive prick as the sticky flow from the engorged purple knob ran in rivulets down the shaft and over the nutsack.
With a deep and sudden intake of breath, the young man released his prick and reached back to grasp the edges of the bench. Streams of molten white lava poured from his cockhead as his monstrous organ throbbed and jerked, wildly and untouched.
Simultaneously, as his tremendous orgasm shook his glistening body, he sent a turd into the man's mouth. A large column of sturdy dark shit that matched his cock in girth came bolting from his tingling bunghole between the rimming man's lips.
Startled, but unrepulsed, the man mouthed and sucked his steamy turd. When it plopped from the fluttering anal lips he wrenched it from his mouth and quickly applied his lips to the soiled, gaping shithole, and went mad with lusty abandon. Using both hands, he pried the cheeks apart. Cum spewed from his own raging prick as he feasted on the flavor and lewdness of the guy's tangy shithole!
Feeling the young man still writhing above him in throes of pleasure, he was not surprised when the butch, hairy opening gave an aborted pulse then flowered open and pumped another plump turd into his mouth. This time he was prepared. This time he correctly read the fluctuation of the inner rectal tissue as his tongue probed and slathered far within. He could also smell the hot aroma of the shit coming down the tube. While the first one had been hard and majestic--a true beauty--this fresher one was perfect for business other than sucking and admiring. He banged his knees and thighs together in an attempt to capture his spurting cock and devoured the soft turd, eating it quickly in a fit of explosive lust. He cleaned the anus in deep, lingering tongue-strokes while his breathing returned to normal.
The young man muttered half-hearted apologies to his assisting sexual partner--and the rest of his new teammates-- in the few words he remembered from his beginning classes in the English language.
Body language was his forte, and the recently-optioned Frenchman quickly and correctly interpreted the sly glances of his American pals' in the showers and locker room. They made no bones about admiring his bone. Once a man's cock surpasses an enviable length it becomes a curious phenomenom, allowing even straight men to feel unashamed in their compliments. When they urged Paul to work his massive hanging meat into an erection, he readily complied. They each, in turn, felt no hesitation in copping a feel'! Often, Paul would masturbate for them after a game, when he was at his horniest.
Sitting up, red-faced and brown-lipped, the man gave a little laugh and shrugged.
"Well, amazing what lurks in the mind when the rare opportunity arises!"
"Yeah, coach. Now we know why you like suckin' ass so much!"
Holding his ankles back so his ass was spread high and wide, the kid moaned in luxurious ecstasy as the stud's thick piece of meat rammed up his hungry hole in furious lunges.
I thought of burying my face between the stud's cheeks and licking his asshole, but some guy was already back there working two fingers up the hairy bunghole.
Instead, I decided to get over the kid's face. I'm always in the mood for a good rimjob, but mainly I wanted a place to sit so I could bend over for a taste of that juicy horsemeat sliding in and out of his sloppy, stretched young asshole.
A quick slide along his stiff boner, a slurp on his sweaty nuts, and I ducked further down to lick around his anus and the huge, greasy, shit-smelling prick stuffed up it.
The kid responded instantly, as I knew he would. I'd watched him ass-suck the stud earlier and recognized a fellow butt-sniffer. His hands eagerly pried my uninvited butt cheeks and began rubbing his nose over my hole--smelling it appreci- atively while poking his tongue around the grungy rim and into the crinkled valleys. A bit of that delight, then I lowered my splayed crack and settled it right onto his stiff, upright tongue until it was all the way in and wiggling like crazy!
Grinning, the stud arched his back and shoved his hips forward to allow me to get my face in there real good.
"Yeh, lap up that buttery scum, fella," he groaned hoarsely. "Hot and spicy bung juice, hunh? Run your tongue into his wrinkles and wash 'em out."
I darted excitedly from side to side, laving his bloated, raw anal ring--taking a quick swipe along the dirty cockshaft each time it became available.
"The white jelly stuff is probably from the two guys who pumped loads up there a while ago. Either that or he's got the cheesiest shithole going. Tangy?"
"Mmmm. Mmmm. Mmmm!" I wasn't about to stop for an in-depth discussion. I was already licking off the fuckin' brown stuff; I hardly cared what the white juice was. All I knew was that it all tasted fantastic!
When he started ramming harder, I backed away and said, "I wanna clean your prick when you pull it out!"
"Sorry, kid's already got dibs."
"Alright, then I'll suck his ass out."
"Nope. Gonna do that myself, pal. But you can suck my ass out if you want."
"Deal. Long as I get to suck something that stinks!"
"They're sucking turds in the next room."
"Maybe later."
"Well, I'm gonna blast off soon, so the guy finger-fucking me's gonna have to quit. Don't know if he's planning on suckin' on 'em, but maybe you can talk him into sharing. That oughta be stinky enough for ya!"
Overhearing the exchange, the guy in back piped up...to me.
"You can have 'em both. I'd rather shove these two up YOUR butt. Now those I'll suck!"
First we watched the kid eat his own slime from the coated schlong and get his fuckhole slurped out, then we ended up in a sweaty ball, fingering each other's assholes and having a good finger-licking time!
They had me in a sling. While one big-dicked stud fucked me, they kept sliding their pricks over my lips and into my mouth. Every one of those men had me lick his hard prick. They jacked off into my face--shooting so much sperm into my mouth it was constantly running down my throat. They'd climb up and fit their grungy assholes onto my mouth, expecting me to suck them out. They'd push them open, too, making me stick my tongue up their shitholes as far as possible to thoroughly clean them out.
The guy fucking me shot his wad up my ass, but he too put his prick in my mouth and had me suck it clean. By then I didn't mind even the taste of my own asshole. And I could feel one of the other men down there licking off the fellow's balljuice from my anus and then voraciously sucking it from my abused rectum. At least that was soothing!
But then they began shoving these big plastic balls up my ass. Six of them all connected by a string. What a rush when they were pulled out! Two of the guys got down and actually began sucking those cummy, shit-flecked balls clean!
"Aw, come on, don't tease it. Lick up there deeper, man."
"Listen, I'm not much for deep-dish rimming, but don't worry. I've got a call out for a buddy. He'll fix you up."
"You sure? I mean, he's not gonna take one whiff and run for cover, is he?"
"No chance. He'll love your stinky crack. He'd rim a buffalo if he'd stay put."
"Heh. Okay, that's the type of guy I like doing my shithole."
"He was confined to a bed for a week once. I stopped by to visit and saw he had some company. At first I figured he was letting his dog sleep on the bed, until I saw he had his tongue up the pooch's asshole! He just shrugged and said, `Hell, you know I can't go two days without tasting somebody's shit.' So I climbed up over his face and let him suck on my ass while I gave him the latest gossip."
"You telling secrets about me again?"
"There you are. This fellow's really got the cravings for a good butt-suck."
"Hmmm. Pull it open. Gracious, Gladys, aren't we the dirty boy who keeps his heinie a mess. My fairy godmother must have directed you my way. Man the pump and knockers, buddy, and I'll take care of the piles and dingleberries! Hope you dig a long tongue comin' up the back of your throat, stud, cause I'm ready to drive a train up your tunnel! You suck ass yourself, stud?"
"No way. I get off having a guy smell my stink and lick my shit. You the guy?"
"Sugar bum, if you'll do it out in the hallway I'll let you go all the way with it--like you really want. Squat on my mouth and give me something hot, dark and juicy to suck on!"
"You're jiving me."
"Find out. With a big boy like you on top of me, I won't be able to go anywhere. Now, I'd never pick up a strange turd--or fish one out of the potty--but a hot man's asshole? Fresh from the oven and personally packed? Sure, I'll suck a hot man's turd. Wanna?"
"Uh, I don't know about the hallway. I doubt the attendants would appreciate shit on the carpet."
"Give me a little credit. I never let good shit get away from me. Besides, it's good advertising."
Ronnie Daniels cringed the first time he heard himself referrred to as "Toilet Boy." Not any more. He spends too much time on toilets, near toilets, and hanging over toilets to play innocent. On toilets in every public restroom for twenty miles that has a glory hole. Near toilets when he crawls under to give a kneeling blowjob, ball lick, and butthole rimming. Hanging over toilets when he's lucky enough to find a guy willing to let him watch him shit, sniff his turd, and hopefully lick on it.
Ronnie Daniels likes to lick turds. Ronnie Daniels has been licking turds for over four years. Ronnie Daniels is 19, hung, and built. At 15 Ronnie was a 90 lb. weakling. He discovered quickly that he'd either have to give up licking strangers' turds in public places or get a lot stronger to defend himself.
Two bikers caught him in a stall--a big turd laying next to his shoulder--with a college guy sitting on his face telling him to make sure he licked 'every scrap' of shit off his asshole. He ended up being taken out to a shack in the toolies and forced to perform every filthy act the bikers and their seven friends could come up with in the next ten hours!
He probably would have done it willingly...after the first couple, anyway...because Ronnie discovered he only thought he was repulsed by big sweaty guys with hairy butts. Fact was, he really got off on the way they stunk. He liked sucking their big cheesy cocks; he only wished they hadn't shoved 'em so hard down his throat. What didn't need to be discovered was his attraction to their smelly balls.
Ronnie always did like lapping a guy's pungent nuts. Probably before anything else, he was an expert ball cleaner. He'd be so anxious to suck that cock he didn't mind when guys usually liked watching him suck their balls first. Before long, he'd just go straight for the balls. And moist, fragrant balls--like with the bikers--naturally drew him lower and under...to the asshole. Not only did that drive guys wild, it drove him wild! So his big discovery from that frightening day of rape was thanks to their dirty balls. Each sack made it easier when he had to twist his head and stick his face into their ripe buttocks and eat out their holes. And you can bet every last one of them was rancid! They were big and hairy with a trail of crusty shit around the rim.
His head was held tight against the first two, but after that he was using his fingers to pry the filthy things open to shove his tongue in! They figured he was just being a good boy--learning how to obey a man's orders like every fuckin' faggot should. But the truth was he'd found shit tastes just as good from disgusting-looking asses as from attractive ones. In fact, maybe better. He definitely found he preferred licking an asshole that had him licking the guy's shit right from the start!
Yeah, he liked when the turd started out and that stink just exploded up his nose. But having a dude pull his legs up and lewdly show his gross anus then pull his head onto it, or getting his first glimpse when he spreads 'em and squats over his face...well, that pungent stink is a perfect enticement. Sure makes it easier when you're dealing with a bunch of rough, no-nonsense sadists who couldn't find a good reason to settle for a turd-lick when there'd be less mess if he just ATE 'EM!
Sure must stink on certain days around there, Ronnie figured, with the one toilet and all of them on the same schedule-- cause every one of 'em needed to shit! They sure didn't feel inhibited doing it in front of each other, either. Probably because they was no door on the bathroom, and anybody sitting on their dilapidated sofa could plainly see anybody who might be taking a shit. Who knows? Maybe they took the door off on purpose! He thought he saw flashes now and then where one was handling another's joint or goosing his stud asshole.
"Goddamit, Pete, if you don't get off him soon I'm either gonna pull your prick out of his ass or shove mine up your smelly shithole!"
The guy screwing Ronnie just kept humping. He snorted at the threat like it was nothing. "Suit yourself, Duck, but I ain't gonna give up this sweet tail til I'm damned good and ready. Take my advice and wait for this tight cunt, buddy. But if you're real antsy, remember my rule: you can fuck it if ya eat it first!" He laughed. He also didn't get any takers.
Ronnie kinda got the impression that these guys didn't do it very often, but if they had a super case of the hots they'd think nothing of taking a stiff prick up the 'ol turd tunnel, long as the other guy 'turned tail.' He wondered if the same held true in other ways. Did these guys get tanked up on a keg of beer and start giving each other head? Did they all gang up on the drunkest one and make him drink their piss...like they did him? Ronnie'd done that a couple of times before that--but only by special request. He didn't care much for drinking piss. He enjoyed the cock blasting that tremendous stream into his mouth, but he didn't much like the taste. Definitely not the rancid urine those guys drowned him in. Still, he probably needed something to wash down all the shit he'd eaten. Nine big turds! He's eaten more than nine in one day since then, but never come close to the overall volume of shit those bikers fed him! Not that he'd want to, but if it was inevitable he'd much prefer eating little turds from a couple dozen different assholes.
In four years his attitude has modified, however. You don't get awarded a title like "Toilet Boy" if you hate piss. He still dislikes that first-of-the-day yellow brine, but he takes it in stride. A nice long, salty load of crystal wizz is his favorite cocktail. So much so, he doubles over in the shower and gulps down his own spray...wishing someone was driving a big tongue up his butt!
Here and there he's run across fellows that got into it. Those he keeps in contact with for the occasional 'private' party he calls Turdfests. As much as he likes doing guys for trade, he digs those all-out sessions with a guy who's just as shameless and eager to suck out his hole...to smell and taste his shit...to suck his smelly turd and eat it.
Yeah, Ronnie likes to take a shit in another guy's mouth. He's thinking about getting the five of them all together for a wild orgy. Up to now he's kinda been keeping them to himself. But he finally told one of them of the existence of the others and the guy'd suggested the big party. The corker for Ronnie was when the guy brought up a fact Ronnie had somehow missed: how fantastic it would be to watch a guy open his mouth as another dude shits a big turd from his asshole.
"Yeh, get real close and sniff it. Say filthy things to the turdsucker. Lick his lips and right over the turd stuffed in his mouth, along the brown tube, then around the stretched asshole it's coming out of--right in front of his face while you're goosing him. Pull your finger out and stick it under his nose. Make him smell his own shit while he's eating some other guy's. Pull some shit out of his asshole and lick your fingers right next to his nose. Shove 'em up your own ass and rub the shit under his nose. Ask him if it smells better than the turd he's eating, and if he shakes his head no, lick it off his upper lip and suck your fingers clean. If he nods yes, lick it off anyway. Tell him if he likes it that much he can suck some shit out of your asshole next!
"Hey, check it out. The greedy queen's got two pricks up her ass!"
"Dibs on the dirtiest when they're done!"
"Hunh? You like sucking dirty cocks? Cocks out of assholes? Cocks with..."
"Shit on 'em? Yep. Well, when they come sliding out of an ass as cute as his, anyway. Something about blonde slut-boys really turns me on."
"He is sorta darling for a tramp, ain't he? Bouncing on all that meat like he could take a third without flinching. Tell you what. You can clean both shitty cocks and I'll suck his ass out. Call me a squeamish hypocrite, but I couldn't suck a shitty prick. Still, I eat out assholes that're juicy and ripe without a second thought. Must be cause it's kinda hidden, you know? Tonguing out a crappy shithole isn't as publicly brazen as going down on a shitty dong."
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