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
Monday afternoon arrived and I set the fake restroom back in place, preparing for the carpenter to come by after he got off work. I did my usual routine of stripping, and heading to the fridge to get my bottle of poppers then into the foyer. I laid down and slid into my rightful place... the bottom of the toilet in the restroom the carpenter had built for his use.
I laid there, feeling relaxed but a little excited that I'd have the carpenter use me for the first time this week. I took a small hit of poppers and just laid there, sort of exploring my cock, nuts and asshole with my fingers as light spilled in from the space between the toilet seat and lid. I took a deep hit of poppers and allowed the feeling to wash over me as I heard the carpenter's belt and zipper being undone. The now-familiar rustle of his work jeans being pushed down told me the next thing I'd see was his rugged masculine face looking down at me in the bowl. I wasn't disappointed.
He lifted the lid and looked at me a sec, as if checking to make sure the last guy flushed before leaving. Satisfied, he turned and dropped his hot ass onto my face. As soon as his delicious ass was within reach, I started licking and sucking it for all I was worth. As usual, I think he had used a porta john without any paper in it. I was licking the lefotvers from his last dump from around his shitter. After I had completely cleaned it, I focused my attention on his browneye. He released a little fart into my mouth and I sniffed it. Just as he started to push out his ass, letting me know a turd was on its way, the doorbell rang.
"Fuck, who could that be?" I thought.
He stood up, pulled up his pants and closed the lid. Then opened the door.
"Good afternoon sir," I heard a deep masculine voice say, "We are investigating a report of some unusual activity at this house."
"Uh huh. What kind of activity?" the carpenter asked.
"Well sir, the neighbor who called said that there are visitors to this house all times of the day and that they almost always visit for only a few minutes at a time, rarely more than 15 minutes."
"Holy fuck!" I thought, "they think I'm a drug dealer."
"Okay officer, what can I do to help?" the carpenter asked.
"Do you have an explanation for all the unusual traffic?" asked the cop.
"Just have a lot of buds who come over to visit. Some just come by to use the toilet." The carpenter replied. "Got a real nice shitter here."
"Jesus Christ! He's not gonna tell the cop what's going on here, is he?" I thought.
"You mind if I have a look around?" asked the cop.
"Well, you can come in officer, but you may be surprised by what you see," the carpenter replied and I watched as more light spilled into the room.
"What the...?" I heard the cop say as the door opened. "What the hell is this?"
"Just you average, run of the mill public shitter officer," said the carpenter, " I was just about to take a dump when you rang the bell."
Then a shadow passed around the space between the seat and lid as the officer used his nightstick to lift the lid, revealing what I am sure was a terrified look on my face.
"Holy shit! What the fuck is going on here?" the cop asked, stepping back.
"Like I said, officer, I was just about to take a dump," the carpenter said, looking at the cop, then at me.
"You were gonna shit... in... on.... there?" he asked, pointing at me with his baton.
"Yes sir," the carpenter assured him, "he'll eat yours too if you want."
"That's fuckin' gross! You mean that faggot eats your shit?" The cop said. "That is some nasty fuckin' shit."
"Yes sir, he's a real nasty pig. Just lives to munch on the ass of a real man," the carpenter said, gesturing to the gloryhole, "he'll do a lot more too if you want."
What the hell are you gettin' at?" The cop demanded, sounding pissed off. "I ain't no fag."
"Neither am I," the carpenter replied. " this little fag needs shit to survive, who am I to keep mine from him? Besides, my wife won't go near my shithole, and this little queer eats ass real good. The shit is just my way of sayin' thanks."
"You got a nasty way of thanking someone," the cop said, "but how can I be sure you ain't just saying all this to keep me from finding out that you're dealing?"
"I could prove why I am here," the carpenter answered looking down at me.
The cop looked down at me and asked, "You doin' this cause you want to, boy?
"Yes sir," I replied.
"Hmmm," he said, "well, go ahead boys, let's see this sick shit in action."
The carpenter dropped his pants and turned his ass to me. He glanced back over his shoulder and looked at me with an incredible look of lust in his eyes. The fucker was gettin off on this! As his ass started to descend, I grabbed my poppers bottle and took a deep hit. I was gonna need it. Finally his cheeks reached the seat and his asshole pushed out a blast of hot, nasty gas. I almost gagged. He must have eaten from the "roach coach" today.
"Whew, holy shit that stinks!" I heard the cop say.
"He loves it. Listen to him sniff it up," the carpenter replied.
Sure enough, I was sniffing as if it was the last breath of air I would ever get. The I felt the carpenter shift his position on my face a little. The cop's baton was being used to lift the carpenter's nutsack so he could see my face. I didn't want to disappoint him so I really put on a good show. I was doing long, licking srtrokes up the carpenter's asscrack. And he was squirming a little more than usual. I guess we both were enjoying the audience.
"You ready for my shitload, fag?" the carpenter asked with a hint of menace in his voice... I liked it.
"Mmmm hmmm," I moaned into his asshole.
"Here it comes fucker!" he exclaimed.
As promised, his rosebut began to open up and his gift to me slowly began to emerge. It was a thick one and it stunk more than usual. I saw the cop drop to one knee and still using his baton, pushed up a little, lifting the carpenter so he could see the turd dropping into my waiting mouth.
"Fuck, that's gross!" he said almost a little too excitedly. "Look at me while you take his turd, boy."
I looked up and locked eyes with the cop. I stared lustfully at him as I wrapped my lips around the descending turd as if it was a cock. The carpenter pinched it off and stood up a little so he could watch me chew and swallow it. I did, never breaking my gaze from the cop's eyes.
"The shitter needs a flush, officer." The carpenter said, aiming his cock at my face.
"Hold on there buddy." the cop said, I need to take me a wicked piss too.
With that, the cop zipped down the fly of his uniform pants and hauled out a mean looking piece of uncut cock. He skinned back the foreskin and blasted me right in the face. The carpenter joined in with his stream and hit me right in the mouth. I started swallowing fast, but started to lose the battle when the cop's piss stream joined the carpenter's. I swallowed as best I could and finally their streams tapered off. The cop shook his cock a few times, splattering me with the last few drops of his bladder gold. Then he started to stroke his cock and it started to swell.
"You wanna fuck him, or have him suck you off?" I heard the carpenter ask. "His cunt is nice and tight, especially would be on a piece like yours."
"Well, it does look like I am in no condition to get this thing back in my uniform." Let's see how this hole works. Put your cunt up here boy."
I slid out of the toilet and walked around to the hole, spread my cheeks and lined up my ass with the gloryhole.
"Spit on it." I heard the cop tell the carpenter.
Then I felt a mouthful of spit being blown onto my shithole. A couple of seconds passed and then I felt it. In one jab, at least 8 inches of the cop's baton was ruthlessly shoved in my ass. I fought to keep from yelling out, but did feel a few tears run down my face.
"Keep it in there and turn around," the cop demanded.
I moved forward, allowing the rest of the nightstick to follow me through the hole. As it cleared the hole, I felt him smack it so it lunged another inch or two into my already full ass. I turned around and placed my mouth at the gloryhole, opened it and waited for his cock. I smelled it before I tasted it. His thick uncut punisher smelled as if it hadn't been washed in days. As he guided it toward my mouth, he slid back the foreskin to reveal a treasure trove of nasty treats. I have never been one for dick cheese, but the situation made me do things I never would have. Before my mouth even closed around the head, I was salivating like one of Pavlov's pooches. He guided his cock in and slid the dirty underside of it across my tongue. There is something about those polyester police uniform pants that just cooks up a stinky crotch.
"Yeah boy, clean that cock up good and I'll fuck you with it," the cop directed. "You want that boy?"
"Mmmm hmmmm." I managed to moan around his cock as it started to pump my mouth.
More and more of the old tastes were being swallowed away, and the fresh taste of precum was beginning to fill my mouth. I could feel that he was getting close, but he hadn't ordered me to slow down. Then he quickly pulled his cock from the hole and I watched as it bounced with his pulse. He was holding back his cumshot.
After a minute, he said, "get your ass back up here."
I stood up and looked back as I bent over and aimed the nightstick at the center of the gloryhole. As it went through and my asscheeks again pressed up against the wall, I felt the cop grap the stick and roughtly work it in and out of my battered hole. He rotated it around a few times and then I felt him spit on my shithole and the nightstick. I heard something being muttered, but had no idea what they were saying. Then the attack on my asshole with the stick started up again. I heard the back door open and watched as the carpenter came towards me.
He got close and whispered in my ear. "You better do a hit of poppers or two, you're gonna need it."
I looked up at him and unscrewed the cap. I brought the bottle to my nose and inhaled deeply. The instant rush hit me and I inhaled again. As I did, I pressed my ass even more firmly against the wall, thinking I was ready for whatever was about to happen. I assumed it was gonna be a hard fucking with that piece of gristle he called a cock. I felt more spit being blown onto my fuckhole, and the nightstick was pressed downwards. Then, there it was, the unmistakable feeling of a cock pressing against my shithole, on top of the nightstick that was already lodged in there! I started to pull away in fear, but that's when the carpenter, standing beside me, grabbed my waist and held me against the wall.
"Do it buddy," I heard him say. "Fuck the faggot good!"
The cop didn't need any encouragement. He popped the head of his cock in alongside the nightstick. I inhaled sharply and tensed up. The carpenter held me tighter. Then after about twenty seconds of allowing me to adjust to the double thick intrusion, the cop began to slide his cock into me. The carpenter released his grip on me and came around to face me, sort of squatting there. And for the first time, he looked me at eye level.
"You'll get through this. It'll be okay," he said softly with what seemed like true concern in his voice. Then he took the bottle of poppers from my clenched fist and unscrewed the cap. He lifted the bottle to my nose and held first one nostril and then the other closed as I breathed the vapor in. The poppers worked their magic and I relaxed into the wall and the feeling of my ass being stretched seemingly beyond mortal limits.
The carpenter spoke softly again, "I'm real proud of how you're takin' this." Then he dropped his pants to the floor and stood in front of me. I thought he wanted a blowjob, but he took my head and guided it between his legs, trapping my head between his muscular thighs. As the cop began to slide out of my hole and began his fucking rhythm, I felt the weight of the carpenter's body pressing my ass into the wall. I couldn't have gotten away from the rectal abuse I was taking... not that I wanted to.
As the cop pounded faster and faster, I began to feel the carpenter's nutsack bouncing on the back of my neck. He was jerking off at a pace that would have him coming soon I was sure. As the officer's pace picked up, he must have grabbed the baton from behind his own ass because suddenly it started moving in and out with his cock. The feeling was overwhelming and my knees probably would have buckled if my weight wasn't being supported by the nightstick prying against the bottom of the gloryhole.
Finally I felt the first blasts of the cop's cum, flooding my shit chute. As soon as the carpenter realized that the cop was coming, his cum started to jet from his cock all over my back. When their orgasms had subsided, the cop pulled his cock out, leaving the nightstick in place. The carpenter released his hold on my head and I stood there, bent at the waist and panting with the nightstick still lodged in my cunt.
"Pull off of it boy." I heard the cop say, "and clean it up."
I leaned forward and finally took a step before the entire thing was clear of my asshole. The carpenter grabbed the back of my neck and helped stabilize me as he guided my mouth to the nightstick dripping with cum and my own shit. I opened my mouth and sucked the plastic rod clean as it was guided in. It hit the back of my throat long before I reached the last smears. The carpenter held my head firmly as the cop continued to push it into my throat. My eyes were watering and I began to gag as I played swordswallower and watched as the ring of shit got closer to my mouth. Finally I was all in and I sucked it as the cop withdrew it. He pulled it out and placed it into the ring on his belt. Then he pushed his cock through the hole and I knew what he wanted.
I sucked his cock into my mouth and swirled my tongue around and under his foreskin, cleaning the same cum and crap from his softening cock. He withdrew it and zipped up his pants.
"Well, I'll report to the complaintant that everything seems to be in order here, but I'll have to check back about once a week to make sure," the cop said as he walked out the door and closed it behind him.
I dropped to my knees and laid my face on the floor. I was exhausted from the workout. The carpenter sat down on the floor beside me and gently rubbed my back, smearing his cum around. I just relaxed and enjoyed the feeling. Then his circular massage pattern started to slip a little further toward my ass until finally he was running his fingers gently through my asscrack and brushing across my abused hole. The feeling was amazing. I actually started to arch my back and raise my asshole to meet his fingers. His probing got a little more and more focused on my swollen pucker. He moved around behind me and spit on my hole, got on his knees and guided his hardening cock toward my hole and started to slowly press it inside.
There was a dull pain, but he reached up and started massaging my tense shoulders as he slid his cock home. Then he did something I never expected, as if his actions so far this afternoon hadn't been strange enough. He reached around and grabbed my cock and started stroking it to the same rhythm he was fucking my ass with. The stimulation quickly brought me to the edge and pushed me over. I blasted shot after shot of hot cum onto the cool tile below. He came pretty soon after and laid down on my back. I relaxed under his weight and laid flat on the floor. He just laid on top of me and breathed heavily onto the back of my neck. His softening cock twitched in my asshole and I felt a growing warmth spreading inside me. He was pissing into my ass and I just laid there and accepted it. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do for this man right now.
After his piss flow subsided, he slowly pulled his cock out and rolled off of me. He stood up and pulled up his pants. "Thanks buddy. You did real good today. I'm gonna give you tomorrow off. See ya later."
With that, he walked out the back door and I just laid there, drifting into a deep sleep, comforted by the feeling of the cool tiles as his piss and cum dribbled out of my aching hole.