Becoming Someone's Toilet by Ben Greer (benjaminbk2010@gmail.com)
This story contains scenes of scat. It is not intended for minors. It was written by an adult and is intended for adults.
Please - any questions, comments, or conversations - feel free to email me! And if you're ever around Brooklyn, NY...
This is not a true story, but I wish it was!
I had been on Scatboi for a while doing my research. Eating was my focus. I had been fascinated with scat since a young age. I remember sitting in the bathroom once at age 12, and for no particular reason that I can remember, I reached around and dropped a small nugget of shit into my hand. I sniffed it and licked it. That was all. Until I found scat on the internet in my late teens that desire didn't bloom fully.
From then on I became almost obsessed with the idea of eating shit. In terms of porn scat is what turns me on the most. I love the idea of being so filthy and dirty that you'll actually chew up and eat someone else's feces. I love it.
I've experimented with my own shit, even attempted eating it. I had gotten to the point where I could swallow a small bit of it with no trouble at all. So now, the only thing left was to become someone's toilet. It had to be done, and it had to be done soon - I had been waiting years for this - and the opportunity was finally at hand!
I had been in contact with a guy who lived in the Financial District and was supposed to be an excellent feeder. Very attractive, great tasting shit, eager to play, but also easy-going. Not the dominating type. After much trepidation I sent him a face pic and we arranged a meeting. My gf was out of town and I headed up that way early on a Saturday - right around lunchtime.
He gave me directions and I strolled right into his building and up to his floor. He lived way near the top of a pretty new condo building. It was nice, and spacious - with a small deck facing south.
I rang the bell, and I heard his footsteps. My heart was racing and I noticed that my hands were shaking a bit. He opened the door, and I immediately felt a sigh of relief. He stood there, smiling, and he was much more attractive than I imagined! He apparently liked the way I looked too since he invited me straight in, shook my hand, and gently caressed my back.
"Name's John - nice to meet you Ben," he said.
"Nice to meet you too - very nice!" I replied, grinning from ear to ear.
"So...do you want to just get started or would you like to chill for a bit?"
I stood there, not really even listening. My mind was going a hundred miles a minute. "I guess just get started. I'm a little nervous - if we just go for it that'll probably help!"
He laughed and grabbed me lightly around the waist. He wasn't much taller than me, about 5'11". I'm right around 5'6". He leaned in close and kissed me on the lips. I returned his kiss and soon we were embracing and kissing deeply and passionately. He was running his tongue all over my mouth and I began to suck on it like a cock. He stopped and told me to wait for him. He said I could strip if I wanted to, but it didn't matter to him. He was going to put something on.
I did strip, and quickly. I tossed my clothes on the floor beside me. He emerged soon after that from a bedroom wearing only buttless leather chaps. I have kind of a thing for leather.
He told me to lay on the couch and put one of the larger throw pillows under my head. I laid down and he then got on top of me in a 69 position. I couldn't believe it! Here I was, in a stranger's apartment, about to eat his shit!
"Do you want me to suck your cock?" he asked. He was gently rubbing my legs.
"Not yet - I'd rather just focus on eating, if you know what I mean."
"I think I do" he said.
I placed my hands on his firm ass and began to lick his hole. He had beautiful ass lips. Not too big, but not too small either. They began to quiver and expand as he got ready to release his load. I stuck my tongue inside his ass and began to tongue fuck him. He moaned lightly and I could feel a log of shit inside. I laid my head back on the cushion.
"Are you ready?" he said, turning his head around to look at me. All I could do was nod. "Let's start with just a little taste first," he said.
I watched with rapt attention how his asshole slowly started to grow and I could see the beginnings of a log of shit poking out. It slowly slid out of his asshole and I held my tongue out to it. It slid across my tongue. I could taste it instantly - it tasted unbelievable - way better than my shit. My head was swimming. He let it crawl out a little more and I placed my lips around it. He pinched it off - a little log about an inch and a half in length was now sitting between my lips. I laid back into the cushion and took it into my mouth.
The idea that I was finally eating someone else's shit was enough to make my cock go instantly rock hard and start to dance. I slowly started chewing this incredible-tasting shit - I was savoring the taste and texture. It was not fully hard and solid, but a little on the soft side - my favorite. I chewed and chewed for a bit and then decided to go for it. I swallowed the whole thing in one big gulp. I had no trouble - perhaps the ecstasy of doing it kept my gag reflex at bay. He saw me licking my lips.
"Want more?" he said with a smile.
"Give it all to me - the whole thing. Slowly, but I want it all."
"You got it, kid."
I stuck out my tongue and I felt him tense up. Slowly a long, beautiful turd started making its way out of his asshole. I put my tongue to it and felt it start to slide over my tongue and into my mouth. I really wanted it all, so I kept my mouth open and let the turd work its way into my open mouth. He didn't stop, he kept it coming. I could feel the turd filling my mouth and then it started to hang out. Some fell onto my upper chest. He grunted, and squeezed off the turd. I laid back with a massive soft turd filling my entire mouth and a pretty hefty portion on my chest. I began to chew and taste the turd - it was as delicious as the last one. I decided I wanted to eat it all.
I began to swallow it, bit by bit. I had my eyes closed and was enjoying the taste of this stranger's hot shit when I felt him get up from on top of me. He then turned around and was standing right by me, his raging cock right at eye level with me. He was gently massaging his balls and watching me eat. Watching him fueled my ecstasy and I began to take bigger gulps. Before I knew it, I was licking my lips. I had eaten what felt like two pounds of shit. My dick had never been harder.
He grabbed the turd from off my chest and started smearing it all over his cock. I nodded and smiled. He crawled back on top of me and sat on my chest. He then shoved his shit-covered cock into my mouth. I sucked and sucked and sucked. I sucked and licked that hot dick clean and kept sucking.
He started fucking my mouth, deep and slow. It wasn't long before I was tasting his semen. He shot big and hard - lots of cum. I loved it!
I kept his cock in my mouth as it slowly started to go soft - there was still some shit residue on it. Without warning my mouth began to be filled with a hot golden stream of piss. I immediately started chugging all I could, but it was too much. He was pissing so much that it started flowing out of my mouth and all over my face and body. I drank all I could.
He pulled his cock out when he was finished and I lapped at it like a dog. He offered for me to take a shower. I hadn't planned on getting this dirty at all, but the mood took me. I jumped in the shower and started to wash my body, still smelling the shit all over me (especially on my lips and breath). He stepped in and started soaping up my cock. He jerked my cock like a pro and I came in seconds - I was so charged up from the whole experience. We kissed deeply in the shower for a few minutes and then we both toweled off and I put on my clothes.
He kissed me again and told me that I could return anytime. I told him that I definitely would. Come on, you just read the story, why wouldn't I?
The End