This story depicts acts of a homosexual nature and includes frank descriptions of watersports, raunch and scat. If you are underage or offended by this type of behavior, please do not read any further. If you like the story, please send me an email: nastybottom_in_vegas@yahoo.com
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It had been an amazing week with my carpenter, the guy he owed money to and my next door neighbor Joe, using my mouth as a fuckin toilet and my ass as a cum dump. I hadn't even bothered to dismantle the "restroom" the carpenter had built in my front hallway because I knew that it would be used again the next day. But today was Saturday, and finally I got to rest.
I had pulled the fake bathroom to the side in the hallway and had thrown a sheet over it, just in case someone came to the door.
I spent most of the day laying around the house, watching a little TV and then headed to the back yard to swim a little and relax in the sun. I swam a few laps and then pulled myself up onto the side of the pool decking and laid down on my back with my eyes closed, basking in the warmth of the sun. I guess I had been there about twenty minutes when a shadow crossed over my eyelids. I quickly opened my eyes and there was Joe, wearing his typical weekend attire for working in the yard. Short denim cut-offs, tanktop and dirty work boots, sweat permeating it all.
"Hey fag," he said.
"Hi Joe," I replied squinting to see him with the sun at his back.
"I was mowing the lawn and needed to piss, but I didn't wanna walk inside with my dirty boots on. Open up." He said as he pulled his cock out the leg opening of his shorts and unleashed a strong stream of piss into my face.
I opened my mouth and drank down as much as went in. "So much for a free weekend," I thought.
As abruptly as it began, the stream stopped. He shook it a few times and farted as he tucked his dick back into his shorts. He hooked his boot under my side and turned me over into the pool and said, "Flush!" as he chuckled and walked away.
I came up to the edge of the pool and watched as he walked back into his yard. Man, what a body and what a fuckin' attitude! Woof! I pulled myself out of the pool and toweled myself dry. I walked into the house, dropped my swimsuit on the floor, popped open a beer and sat down on the sofa. After a few drinks from the bottle, the doorbell rang. "Who the fuck could that be?" I wondered as I wrapped a towel around myself and went into the front hall.
I opened the door to find a couple of middle aged men, white shirts with ties and pamphlets in their hands. Damned religious types again. "Can I help you?" I asked, sounding a bit pissed off.
"Good afternoon sir, we are here today to share with you some literature..." one of them began.
"Did you see the No Soliciting sign?" I asked, pointing to the sign two inches above the doorbell button.
"We aren't selling anything sir. We are not soliciting." He countered.
"Of course you are. I said, you are selling a religion." I said. "Besides, you wouldn't want me in your church anyway."
"We welcome everyone in our church sir," the other man said.
"Even shit-eating faggots?" I asked bluntly.
"Ex... excuse me?" he stammered, "Did you say..."
"Shit eating faggots," I said again, with a bit more attitude behind it. "Faggots who eat the shit of other men."
The two men looked at each other and turned back to me as one of them said, "I'm afraid we don't understand what you mean."
I took a few steps back into the hall and motioned them to come in. They did, understandably a little hesitantly. I stepped up to the fake bathroom like a sculptor revealing his newest creation and whipped the sheet off, watching their faces intently. At first they didn't seem to comprehend what I was showing them.
"You see," I said, "I lay down and put my face in under the toilet seat and complete strangers come in and sit down to shit in my mouth. I eat it for them. Then sometimes they stick their cocks in this hole and I suck it or take it into my ass for their pleasure. I spend a great deal of time worshipping men's bodies and anything that comes out of them so you see gentlemen, I don't have much time for church."
They looked shocked and amazed that I would say and do anything like that. But one of them said, "the Lord loves everyone equally, and will forgive ANY sin."
"Really?" I asked. "Even if I were to pull your pants down right now and suck on your cock while your friend fucks me in the ass... would he forgive all of us?"
"Y-yes, I suppose he would." He said, glancing again at his partner. Something in that glance said that he wanted to try just that. I dropped to my knees and unzipped his fly. I looked up at him just in time to see him mouth the words, "Lord forgive me."
I glanced at his friend who was looking at us with a sort of disbelief mixed with a tinge of disgust. "It will be hot to make this guy bust a nut." I thought to myself as I sucked his hardening cock into my mouth. As soon as he was hard, he started pumping my face with his cock. I could tell that it was gonna be a short scene so I decided to slow it down a bit. I reached up and unbuttoned his pants and pulled them and his boxers to his ankles. I pushed him gently to the toilet and told him to sit down. He did as I pulled the towel from around my waist. He settled back and allowed me to crawl between his legs and start sucking him again
I guess the view I was presenting to the other man was just too much for him to pass up because I felt his finger begin to probe my quivering asshole. I moaned deeply to let him know I was liking what he was doing. His fondling of my asshole was getting a bit rougher and finally I heard his zipper open. He hawked up a gob of spit and dropped it onto the head of his cock. He placed his head at my shit tunnel and grabbed my hip with one hand as he guided his cock with the other.
Now I am no virgin. I guess you could say I have been fucked a few times by some hefty chunks of meat, but when he popped the head into me, I thought I would split open. The cock in my mouth muffled a surprised gasp.
"What's the matter sinner? Never felt the massive rod of a righteous man?" He asked. I didn't answer. He continued, "You will learn to fear the rod and will turn your eyes unto heaven and thank God for sending us to save you."
With that, he started to slide his cock into me. I felt each inch slide past my sphincter and thought, "surely this guy's cock has an end!" Finally after what must have been nine inches, I felt his pubes slam into my asscheeks. I grunted around the cock in my mouth then started my slow sucking strokes again. The guy on the toilet grabbed my head and started forcing it down hard on his cock. Meanwhile, the guy behind me started pulling his cock out and slamming it back home. This guy was a fucking machine and I was just there to accept his amazing cock.
The strokes of both men got faster and faster until finally the guy in my mouth pushed me all the way down on his cock and held me there as he sprayed the back of my throat with his cum. I swallowed it down, shot after shot.
The guy behind me quickened his pace again and finally slammed in and held his massive cock in my tortured hole. I felt as wave after wave of semen pulsed up his cum tube and filled my asshole. After his last spurt, he slowly began to withdraw his cock.
After the head popped out, he said, " It looks like you have a little cleaning to do." I turned to see his shit encrusted cock still sticking straight out from his crotch. I crawled to him and look up into his eyes. There was something lustful in them as he watched me crawl toward his nasty dick. He placed his hands on his hips and stood there as I began to clean my own shit from his rod. All the time I was sucking his cock clean, he never lost his erection, even though he had just cum only minutes before. After all the shit was gone from his dick, I pulled my mouth off of it and waited to see what would happen next.
"It appears that you like the taste of shit young man." He said.
"Yes SIr," I replied.
"Well, since we got an early start on our calls this morning," he said, "I did not have the time to release my own turds. I think you should assist me with that."
With that, the man on the toilet stood up and made room for the big-dicked man to sit. I quickly walked around to the back of the wall and laid down on my back. I slid under the toilet and into the man's ass crack, wishing I had my poppers.
I began by licking around his bung hole and then focused my attention on its tightly folded opening. It tasted freshly showered with a hint of sweat from walking in the sun. After his hole was well lubed, I opened my mouth and formed a tight seal around his manhole. I felt him bear down and a fart escaped into my waiting mouth. He pushed again and I felt the tip of a turd start to poke its head out.
Just as I was preparing myself to take his turd into my mouth, I felt my legs being lifted. My knees were pushed to my chest and the other man's cock was placed at my asshole. As the man sitting on the toilet pushed the first of his manturd into my mouth, the second one slammed his cock into my hole. I was in pig heaven. The feeling of the cock slamming into my guts and the degradation of my mouth being attached to the other man's ass was enough to send me right over the edge.
I bit off a chunk of turd and swallowed quickly, making room for the next one coming in. Finally the man's turds grew smaller and smaller until finally he was finished. He stood up and jerked his cock as he looked down at my shitty face. Meanwhile, the man fucking me was pistoning in and out like there was no tomorrow. Finally the guy whose shit I was still tasting sprayed his cum all over my face and the man fucking me filled my ass with a load of his own. He pulled out and walked around to the toilet, sat down, bending his shit and cum covered cock into my mouth. I cleaned it diligently as he softened.
After I had cleaned his cock to his satisfaction, they both stood up side by side and released their piss loads onto my face and into my open mouth. When the men were done, they shook their dicks and placed them back in their trousers. After glancing at themselves in the hall mirror, they walked out the door.
"We must remember thank the gentleman next door." I heard one say to the other as the door closed.