IN THE SEWER -- CHAPTER 1 -- RAUNCHY PERFUMES.
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The footsteps were so sudden that I didn't have any time to push my cock back in my pants. So there I was, with my hard dick still out, by the sewer. I could not hide to the boy approaching me that I was jacking off there. But that boy, he was no other than my twin brother George Carter.
He was the firstborn but only for minutes. My parents had not been original giving us names. Since he came to life first, he was named after my paternal grandfather; and me Archie as my maternal grandfather. Both of them still lived. My parents raised sheep and lived on their wool but my brother and I were so alike that we even wanted to study the same. We wanted to become psychiatrists and we lived together in the town sharing a student apartment as far as our studies progressed. We were both 25 now.
But I had to face my brother. It was so embarrassing cause we used to tell each other everything but I had a fetish that I had always managed to hide him. I loved the strong smell of the sewer, it was a raunchy perfume that always made me hard and I ran here for an hour every day and jacked off. He had caught me! I would never tell him that I ate my own shit sometimes. He looked at me and burst out laughing.
-Lol, it is you, Archie. I could never expect seeing you jacking off and in the sewer! You know, bro, I also come here every day to jack off with this raunchy perfume. Come on, bro, we never hide anything to each other. You were whacking but I think you haven't cum yet, so you can go on.
I was totally red in that moment but I was aware he had used the same words I had always thought: raunchy perfume.
-Bro, we both stink. But I don't care. I like the smell of my own sweat. Somehow it matches well with the hot aroma of the sewer. But so you are calmer, I will do the same thing you are doing.
And he took then his dick out. It was not arousing for me to see, but it was not disgusting either. Of course his dick was an exact copy of mine. He sat down and started to pump his dick then before me. I timidly continued my masturbation too and both brothers were doing the same simultaneously. But I was restless and told him.
-I've repeatedly heard the phrase "physician, heal thyself." Maybe I need the help of the soon to be doctor Carter. Oh, bro, do you find it right, to start with, that we are both jacking off here?
-We have always liked each other a lot, Archie. We should have no secrets. So, if you need a shrink, I can be. Maybe when jacking off it is not the best moment for a consultation. But ok, I will talk as Doctor Carter now. What is it you have, young man?
-I'm attracted by the stench of a sewer, doc. I have even tasted my own crap sometimes.
-And how do you feel about this?
-Well, I cannot help but think that I can turn into a dangerous psycho one day. Love the smell and the taste of shit.
-We're exactly alike, bro. We even have the same senses of smell and taste. But let me ask you: have you ever tasted somebody else's shit?
-No, but I'd love to feel one day a hot chick shitting in my mouth --I was blushing but had to confess my secrets to my therapist, my brother. We were still frantically beating our meats-. Well, now you know.
-Well, in that we are different. I certainly have tasted somebody else's shit.
-So bro, can't you see. Maybe we need some day the help from a therapist different from ourselves.
-I think, bro, we are not psychos so far. When at home I usually wank thinking I am again by the sewer and I let one of my fingers inside all that rot and taste it. See, bro, everybody's excrements are here, those of all the guys and girls in town. And this putrid mixture probably has shit, piss, puke, snot, gobs, menstruation, everything together giving a perfect perfume to this area. I sometimes imagine myself swimming in that putrid pool and staining my entire body with all that dirt. But for health's reasons, I won't ever do it. So I will always have this fetish, but I don't have to ever become dangerous. But I am used to eating shit. So, bro, I could tell you, but what do you think if now I claim the help of the other Doctor Carter? I need to tell you many things as we jack off and tell each other our secrets.
-So ok, you are my patient now. A curious consultation we are having, bro. First time I have a patient and I am jacking off. But I am your therapist now, Mr. Carter. You can tell me. I will listen respectfully.
-The first time I was seduced by the smell of shit, Doctor Carter, I was seven years old. You see, I was taking a dump one day and the stench of my own crap aroused me so much that I started jacking off. I had already heard what masturbation was and even though I knew perfectly well that I would not cum, it was totally pleasant to beat my meat as I was getting hornier at the smell. I was whacking off for five more minutes, imagining what the pleasure would be when I was a man and I could cum. So the next day, I had to do it again. But I did something more, doc. I went so far as to taste my own shit and in that moment I knew I loved the taste and I would always be a shiteater. I think I went on tasting something of my own digestion till I was ten. But one day I had taken a dump before breakfast and eaten a morsel of shit as usual, I entered the kitchen and I heard mum say: "I don't know what's wrong with this kitchen but something must be wrong. It usually smells of shit in here." Then I thought she could be sniffing my shitted breath and after that moment I stopped eating shit but was always aroused at the smell till one day when I was 13, I did cum at last and the sensation was so good that I repeated it after dinner and since that day, I wank more than twice a day. And I casually ran to the sewer one day and loved this stench and had to stop here and jack off sniffing this raunchy perfume. Are you comfortable hearing your patient, doc? I can stop now if you want.
-I was never so precocious, Mr. Carter. I started eating my own shit at fifteen and it is only two years ago that I discovered the pleasure of jacking off here by the sewer. But we are revealing each other's secrets. You are my patient and I am yours. You can go on. I'm comfortable hearing you. Tell me more.
-Well, doc. I was already 16 when I entered a bar one day and I suddenly felt the urge to piss and went to the toilet. Of course I cannot enter a ladies' room so I went into the men's room. The urinals were occupied so I entered a toilet and locked the door. Some guy had just taken a dump but he had not flushed and a big heap of shit was there in the toilet for me to see. I suppose I went crazy then. I took my dick out and began jerking off with the smell of that shit. I knew it had come from a boy, and I like girls, but I thought: what the fuck? What boys and girls shit must have the same smell. So with this thought it is not strange what I did next. I had the urge to taste for the first time in my life shit that had not come from my ass and wildly beating off, I stuck my head in the toilet bowl and tasted a bit. The flavour was so good that I knew I had to keep on eating. There was a lot of shit that day and I ate it all. And after that first unexpected meal, I came in the toilet, which now didn't need to be flushed. It was very clean. All the shit that had been in there was now in my stomach.
-And have you eaten the shit of somebody else more times?
-A couple more times. Never again have I found shit on a toilet that has not been flushed, but sometimes I have found some remains of shit and I always follow the same ritual. I close the door, jack off and eat what little shit I have found and then I cum. One day I had a surprising thought I don't wanna keep secret, doc, even though I know you are my twin brother and I will tell you. I have only tasted a guy's shit so far and the taste is so good that I want to keep on eating shit and that notion is stronger than my sexual orientation. And I have decided that if one day a guy wants to shit in my mouth, I would go as far as he wants to take me. If he takes a dump in my stomach, I would even give him my ass to fuck, bro.
In that moment I came. I couldn't help it. Hearing my brother say that shit was more important than his sexual orientation was stronger than me and I came. My brother was blushing after his confession. I knew how hard it could be for him to tell me all that. But he came too and then he shyly asked me what I thought.
-Of course, George, you can do with your sexual life whatever you please. I was horny hearing my brother saying that his need for shit was stronger than his sexual orientation. You can tell me, especially if one day somebody, female or male, shits in your mouth. You will always have my respect. I can be your therapist whenever you need me. And I am still your brother and I like you. One day I might take the same decision you have taken.
-Thanks, Archie. Now I will never again have any secrets with you. What we are doing is great, jacking off as we hear a brother and patient's confessions. I have enjoyed seeing you horny rather than angry and cumming with my words. Do you fancy a new masturbation, Archie?
-I do, George.
-So I think we like each other so much that it will always be like this, no matter what. We could even help each other. --And saying no more words, he grasped my dick and started jacking me off. He was brave and why not? We were brothers who had always loved each other with a special affection, as twins do. We shared our studies, even our fetishes. I felt a new tenderness for my brother George and had to do the same. I also grasped his dick. Now we would have a new masturbation, reciprocally, comfortable that we had nothing to hide now and we could be that sweet with each other and even give each other some therapy if we needed it. But starting to know my twin was again my copy, I felt I was cured and I could go on sharing this fetish with him, always enjoying and never going dangerously crazy.
-You don't mind, do you Archie?
-I feel really comfortable now, George. I have taken a burden off my mind. I thought I was bizarre and believed that few people would share my taste, but of course I have seen on the internet more people who enjoy shit. But we are so alike, bro. I could never guess my brother would be also aroused at shit.
-But I asked you if you feel ok jacking me off.
-You are my twin brother and I feel affection for you as I can never feel for anybody. I can feel the heat of your baby-making muscle and to tell you the truth, I like this sensation. We have helped each other with a bit of therapy. We can keep on helping each other out.
-Which reminds me... no, I could never tell you this. Forget that I have spoken.
-If you don't trust your brother, you can trust your therapist. Hide nothing. You can vent with me. What is it you were going to say?
-Ok, doc. I am so nervous with this sudden idea that I don't know whether I will be able to express myself.
-Try.
-Ok, it is this: you heard me before say that I would even give my ass to a boy if he shits in my mouth. You talked about helping each other out and I started thinking. Well, bro, it is so bold that I don't know how I can tell you this, but...
-But? Come on, bro, you're safe with me. Please no more secrets between us, we are each other's shrinks.
-I thought that it could be you, bro, the one who shits in my mouth. And I keep my promise. You could have the fun of fucking your brother if you do it.
Those unexpected words made me erupt the longest amount of cum I have spilled in my life. My brother was blushing but came too with a big heap of juice and then looked at me unsure. I said.
-Do you mean it, bro?
-I know it is unorthodox for a boy to fuck his brother but I am sure, bro. I even think that I would rather it was you the first guy to take my ass. We have always liked each other with a special affection. I can give you a lot of fun if I surrender my ass to you.
-I'd love to do it, bro. I am not thinking just of my own fun, but also of yours. Oh, I hope you like my shit. But you are so unique that I would be especially sweet with you. I can try and if you can't stand the pain I will take my dick out. I prefer to wait and see if one day I could do the same.
-You don't have to think about that, Archie. I can be the one who surrenders his ass.
-I hope you never repent, bro.
-I won't. Let me say it out loud. Shit in my mouth, Archie. Fuck me, Archie. I beg you, bro.
-So what are we waiting for? We can go home and if you keep on having this desire, I will fuck and shit you.
-Perfect, Archie. I will love to be fucked and shat by Doctor Carter. Let's go home.
We started the road back with two astounding erections, even though both of us had cum twice. What we were gonna do was my hottest sexual experience so far. He stopped me on the road and suddenly came to my lips and kissed me. I responded with the same affection, feeling closer to my brother. Then we kept on running for half an hour till we reached home at last.
And no sooner we were in, he kissed me again and told me.
-Now, bro, you are gonna fuck me. But I want to make it just as hot as if I was with a different sexual partner. You see, Archie, I have never glimpsed your naked body and I can guess yours will be exactly as mine. Why don't we take everything off first?
I agreed with him and we started to strip, our boners speaking louder than our words could. Indeed we were exactly alike, same chest, even with the same number of moles almost in the same places; identical feet, identical dicks, now both equally high but very high. I asked my brother again whether he was sure. His answer was: "fuck me, Archie, and later shit in my mouth. Please do"
So my brother lied on his back on the couch. I approached him with the aim to give my twin soul what he was expecting. I had to make it perfect for him. It was so hot, so beautiful, so sweet to see my brother with no doubts wanting to please me. I started licking his ass and seeing him moan, I got ready to finally fuck my brother.