Journal of a Pervert

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JOURNAL OF A PERVERT

Dear Diary--

The word 'pervert' is often misused. There really aren't many of us. I, however, am the genuine article. I live alone because no one can take my behavior on a steady basis. Take today, for example:

I woke up, gasping for breath, with the cat sitting on my face. I lifted his tail and licked his asshole, then sucked his little nuts into my mouth. Then, to teach the little bastard a lesson, I grabbed him around the neck and shoved my finger up his ass! He struggled and squealed, and as soon as I let him loose, he jumped half a mile! I laughed and licked off my finger. I noticed I had a hardon, so I stuck the finger up my own asshole and jacked off. Just before I came, I yanked my finger out and stuck it in my mouth, coming while I tasted my own delicious shit!

I yawned and got out of bed. Stretching, and looking at the reflection of my floppy cock in the mirror, I got turned on all over again. Realizing I needed to take a shit and piss before my shower, I decided to make the most of it. Adjusting the two door mirrors so I could see, I bent over and watched my asshole shit out a couple of hefty turds onto the floor. Always a turn-on seeing that, I got down and sniffed the nasty pile I'd made. Morning shit always smelled the worst...and never failed to give me another boner! I sprawled out, rubbing my dick along the slick, hardwood floor while I licked all over the fragrant, repulsive mess I'd made!

I always kept the floor spic n' span. I did this often, and certainly didn't want any dirt getting on my neat turds. Especially this one! It was almost black and glistening with juice. I teased it with my tongue, then broke it open with my fingers, watching the lovely sticky pebbles come away from the main section. Greedily, I took a sweet morsel into my mouth and sucked the juice off before spitting it out and getting a fresh one. With my tongue, I pushed aside a few of the cutest pebbles. I licked up and down the big part, but when I was ready to come, I sucked up the little guys and ate 'em.

Of course, then I had to get down and clean up the floor, right? But licking up my own cum is always a pleasure...even from the floor. I picked up the rest of my turd, licked the floor underneath, and carried it to the toilet. Musn't overdo a good thing.

Now, I still had to piss, but I certainly didn't have time to clean up a mess like that, so I layed down in the tub and put my legs up on the tile wall. Aiming my prick at my face, I let the stream go. I closed my eyes, of course, but opened my mouth, trying to catch as much as I could for a good-morning thirst-quencher! I showered after giving myself a good finger-fuck!

Before I left the house, the gardener showed up. He's a hot little Mex with a tight, firm butt. His work isn't the greatest, but he's a firecracker. After explaining what I needed done, I slipped my hand down the back of his pants and wiped my finger over his greasy anus.

"Mmmm. Something to sniff while driving!" I said to him. "Try to work up a nice sweat today, Carlos, and I'll lick your asshole when I get home."

"Si, si, I sweat good today!" he smiled.

Hot little fuckin ass! I sniffed my gamey finger all the way to the Youth Center. After getting caught blowing a kid in the balcony, the judge sentenced me to 40 hours of community service. I was headed for my obligatory daily two hours supervising 9 and 10-year-old brats.

"OK, fellas, before the games line up for short-arm inspection! Drop your pants." I didn't have much use for tiny peckers that couldn't squirt juice, but I got a kick out of watching them. "Alright, now turn sideways and grab your buddy's dick. Lift it up and feel it all over. Gotta make sure everything checks out all alright."

"Like this, sir?" one youngster gushed

"Yeah, flop it around a little and don't forget to get down and sniff his balls. You all know what balls should smell like by now. Report any strange odors to me and I'll check them out personally. Otherwise, you guys can pull your pants up and we'll get on with the activities. Next week we'll learn how to check out each other's butt smells. Like before, I'll let you smell mine first so you know what it should be like. Healthy bodies, fellas, that's always important!"

An hour later, I wondered where two of my charges had made off to. The Boys Room was locked, so I fished out my passkey and burst in on them.

"Aha! You two diddlers! Watchin' each other poop again?"

"N-no, we're just messin' around."

"With your pants down?"

"We thought maybe we hadn't checked each other out good before."

"Un hunh, you don't lie very good. Alright, if that's what you want to do, I'll show you the right way." I got each boy to stand at the side of the toilet and bend slightly so his turd would drop into the pot...and we could watch. As each boy shit, I taught the other one how to sniff at it and check the smell. Both kids dropped lovely little boyturds that dropped into the water and floated.

"Gee, fellas, looks like there's no paper. Well, that's alright, you're both pretty clean. Just turn this way and I'll lick any nasty leftovers off."

Mmm. Not too fuckin' bad. I could get used to that mild, spicy taste. The rest of the morning was filled with their usual activities and games and athletics as they bounced around in their skimpy shorts.

Arriving for lunch at my favorite restaurant, I asked the waiter about the busboy.

"Heh! Probably in the men's room with some stranger's cock in his mouth!"

I ordered, then went to check it out.

Sure enough, the stall door was open and he was on his knees sucking away on the prick of a businessman with his pants around his ankles as he sat on the pot. The guy glanced at me.

"No problem, fella. Kid gives great head, don't he? Wanna suck my prick while he blows you?" The guy nodded. The kid didn't even stop sucking the huge cock in his mouth. He saw me out of the corner of his eye and helped yank the back of my pants down. He put his finger between his lips and the cock, then wormed it up my asshole and played around while the guy blew me. We both came off at the same time. I pulled the finger from my hole and put the kid's hand to the guy's face. He squinched his nose up, smelling my asshole, and declined the offer. I laughed and took the boy's finger in my mouth and cleaned it off. The guy went back to his table while I blew the busboy.

I remembered the time I'd taken my salad into the restroom and had the kid jack off over it. He was a great comer! I'd rubbed my nose up his crack and was happily smelling his butthole while I ate my healthy cream splattered salad!

After lunch I toodled on over to the real estate office. Jim was at his desk near the picture window and waved when he saw me, nodding. I parked and went in. He pulled a business-like portfolio from his drawer as he saw me approach, and handed it to me. We didn't say a word ...just exchanged lusty grins. I quickly made my way back to the car. I adjusted the growing cock in my pants and drove off, opening the thin folder at my side. I grabbed the small stack of tissues, breathed in the heady aroma, and gazed at the smears on the paper he'd used to wipe his ass. Jim was young and married. He does me these little favors once a week. I hope someday to get it first-hand, but so far he's declined. He never asked what I do with them, but I'm sure he's imagined. One by one, I licked the streaks on the paper and swallowed it.

Usually, it seemed he didn't give me the first ones... the worst ones...but today he'd included one that was quite filthy. I saved it for last. I had the tissue in my palm when I pulled up to a stop light. I looked over to see a man in a convertible next to me, staring inquisitively at what I had. I rolled down the window.

"That's...that's not what it looks like, is it?!" he chuckled.

I stared at it, sniffed it, and nodded, smiling. I turned it so he could get a better look. "I just had lunch ...this is dessert!" I said, lewdly running my tongue up it. He gulped, wide-eyed. The light changed. As I pulled away, he gave me an amused thumbs-up! I finished it as I pulled onto the freeway onramp, heading for the Musky Stallion. The leather bar was heating up early, but then it was Saturday. I ordered a beer and looked around. Lots of leather, guys in chaps...naked underneath for casual butt- feeling. Most guys were drinking and groping casually. I watched one guy sitting on a barstool checking out the naked ass of the guy next to him who was engaged in conversation with a buddy. The man fondled the guy's asscheeks, then teased his anus. The guy paid him no attention, nor did he stop him, even when the man slipped his finger up his asshole. He just continued talking, and pushed his butt back for a deeper probing. I don't think he knew, or cared, who was finger-fucking him. Eventually, his buddy looked around to see what the man was doing...and smiled. Then he got down and started to lick his buddy's leather pouch. The man doing the finger-fucking glanced at me, seeing me watching them. Expressionless, he returned to his deep penetrations, obviously wiggling his finger inside. His game of stink-finger went on for a while, until the guy make him stop. It was early, and he obviously didn't want to get over-stimulated too early. He pulled his friend up and they continued their discussion, temporarily ignoring the huge, throbbing meat in his pouch.

The man grabbed his beer and came straight for me. I was leaning against the wall. He raised his mug and dipped his finger in it. Then he put it to my mouth. I stared into his eyes, letting him swirl his finger over my tongue and around my lips. A little beer dripped down my chin as I closed my lips and nursed on his tangy digit. He grinned lasciviously, and walked away without a word.

A friend of mine came in and we got a table, drank more beer, and talked for about an hour. We share similar passions, somewhat, and traded stories...trying to outgross each other. Of course all that did was give us tremendous boners! When mine had subsided some, I decided I needed to take a piss. The bathrooms were just cubby shitholes with a toilet and sink. The one I picked had no lock and I burst in on the man who'd fed me his stinky finger. His Levi's were around his ankles, and he'd obviously just finished taking a big shit.

"Uh, sorry," I apologized, entering and closing the door. "I gotta go bad, mind if I use the sink?"

"Go ahead, fella. Sorry about the stink," he chuckled in a gravely voice. "But I don't think you mind that, do you?"

"Not at all," I replied, whipping out my cock, willing it to stay soft so I could piss. "You ain't much to look at, but let me drain this fucker and I'll lick your asshole."

"Yeah? You dig licking guys' assholes after they take a shit?"

"No more than twice a day. Hey, I'm about ready to let go. You wanna drink some of this?"

"Sure my face isn't too ugly to piss in?" he asked sarcastically.

"Just not my type." I took his response as affirmative and squeezed off halfway through. I walked my prick over to his mouth. "You mind getting it on your shirt?"

"Let me hold it. I'll control it."

He squeezed it tightly, then put his lips over my cockhead and took in a couple of inches. I still had a torrent left, and soon realized this guy was a pro at drinking piss from a cock. Gush after gush, he took it all without a dribble as I stood legs apart and pissed down his throat! I pictured him sitting here on the pot for hours playing toiletboy, letting all comers drain their bladders into his mouth, with the whole bar aware of what he was doing in here. I'm sure someone came in periodically to take care of him, too. He'd definitely need it often. The beer in this joint certainly would get a lot of circula- tion, because that guy would soon be back to piss it back into his mouth!

Finished, I pulled my cock out and wiped it on his eyebrows. "Yeah, get up and turn around, man," I said urgently. "Let me at your hole before it dries and gets crusty!" He kicked a foot from his pants and straddled the toilet--squatting a little and pushing his ass back to my face. I opened his cheeks and looked it over. He had a brown ring around his anus, and some in his hairs. It smelled heavenly...just like it did when I'd first walked in and gotten turned on by it. If he'd already left, I would have been unimpressed. But walking in on a guy, knowing his asshole's still mucky from the dirty turds he'd just squeezed out of there, always made my knees weak! To combat that loss of muscle control, I'd go with it...down to my knees...like I was now.

I sniffed while I licked. Jim's toilet paper had me hungry for something more substantial, and this hole fit the bill perfectly. His anus was not only smeared, his hole was desperately hanging onto a mushy clump that was still glued there. I used my lips to smooch the soft mess into my mouth, then dug inside to clean out his anus, finishing up with the surrounding area.

My buddy stuck his head in the door and laughed. "Man, you'll put anything in your mouth, won't you? I gotta go, I'll see you around." I waved, without taking my tongue from the guy's hole.

"Ummf," he pushed his ass back. "Yea, clean that fuckin' hole, man. Suck my hot shit outta there...oooh! HOT PISS 'N SHIT! How come we didn't discover this when we were young?"

"Speak for yourself," I pulled away, done. "I've been licking assholes since I was 10...ate a buddy's turd when I was 16...and I can tell what a guy had for lunch!"

He turned and laughed, not believing me. He pulled me up and tried to kiss my smelly lips. I pulled away.

"Sorry, fella, the only holes I kiss with hair around them aren't used for talking." I wandered out, licking my lips, as he sat back and started to pound off his fat prick. I wasn't attracted to the guy, and I felt a little disgusted with myself for eating his shitty ass so eagerly. But I'd felt that way before, and soon ignored it. There'd been too many times I'd taken a dawg home just because he was willing to put up with my desires. I'd found from experimentation that even grungy guys often have deliciously flavorful anuses. Besides, if you're gonna suck an asshole...the uglier the better! Fuck that sweet pink stuff...though I never turn it down...but give me a puffy, gaping purple anus that's had a lot of use. Something I can suck into my mouth...That's worth licking shit off of!

As I was heading out, I heard commotion from the other rest room. I peeked inside. Two guys were finishing up a butt-fuck. It was the two guys from the bar. I guess the fingerjob had stirred his juices enough after all. I stared at the gooey prick that had just come from his gaping rectum.

"Mind if I take a couple licks on that?" I asked.

The guy held it up. "Go ahead. Gotta get it cleaned up one way or the other. Might as well be in a mouth. But watch it, it's tender."

I knelt down and tenderly took it into my hands. The other guy turned around and watched as I put my nose on it and smelled the hot reeking aroma. I know how sensitive a cock is after a fuck, so I contented myself with licking his shaft and balls clean.

"Better without beer on it, hunh?" the guy chuckled. I guess they'd seen me sucking the ugly one's finger. "Dirty fucker! Turn around and get down on your knees, Bert. He'd might as well clean your shithole for ya!" He pushed my face into the guy's spread buttocks, forcing me to eat out his ass. I did better than that. After I licked all around it, I sucked half the guy's load out of there!

Satiated for a while, I had one beer for the road and headed off to my lumber yard. The burly foreman greeted me with his usual sullenness. "Mr. Larson. Come to get the books?"

"Yes. The auditor's expecting me at two. Any checks to sign?"

"Yes, sir. They're on your desk with the P.O.'s."

Turgen was a bastard, but he knew the business and ran it well for me. I never failed to catch him looking at me with disgust. I got a kick out of it, actually. Fuck him. He got paid well, and he could damned well mind his own business. I headed for my office.

"Hey, who's that?" I stopped in my tracks, seeing a shirtless, blonde teenager with fantastic buns stacking lumber in the corner.

"New kid. Hired him Monday. Phillips left. Pretty good worker."

"Yeah? Send him to my office, willya."

"Uh, listen, he's OK. You don't hafta..."

"Quit being so fucking protective. Boy don't wanna make a deal, I never force 'em, and I never fire 'em. You're a prude, Turgen. Send him to my office." I walked away.

The kid soon came to my office. I motioned for him to close the door. He did so, nervously, then stood there bare-chested hooking his thumbs in his low-slung levi's. "Y-yes, sir?"

"I understand you're a good worker, uh, Davis."

"Thank you, I try to be. I s-sure need this job."

"Don't be so nervous, kid, you got the job. Turgen give you a reason to be leery?"

"Uh, he just kinda suggested something weird with his eyes, but he didn't say anything. I...I didn't understand."

"Simple. A business deal, relax. You agree, great. You decline, that's alright, too, and you still have your job. How'd you like to make $2 an hour more?"

He gulped. "S-sure! But...uh..."

I held up my finger. "I don't pull punches, kid. Now, this is it. I love blowin' teenage boys, and you're one fine hunky stud! You look like you got a nice piece of meat between your legs, but even if it's just a sock, your little buns make up for it." He blushed furiously, and got a bit more nervous. "I'm not gonna pounce on you, relax. Here's the deal. I usually only come in on Saturdays. Couple of the guys you're working with went along with it til I got tired of them. They still work here...and they still get their extra pay. I call you into my office...you drop your pants...I'll suck your cock, lick your balls, and tongue out your sweet asshole. You don't hafta do a thing but drop a hot load down my throat. You don't have to worry about any preparations--just come in here when I beckon. It doesn't matter if you're sweaty and grimy. I like licking the sweat from a hot, young body, and dig it when a pair of nuts smell! You don't feel like taking a shower on Friday night...don't! Let me clean your balls. That goes for your asshole, too. I don't care what condition it's in...I promise I'll smell and lick it clean. You wanna keep it dirty...that's even better! Then I'll give you the hottest blowjob I can and you can go back to work. $2 bucks an hour more...can you handle it?"

"Jeez! I...I don't know. That's it? You're not gonna try pokin' me up the ass or anything! Or tryin' to get me to give you head?"

"You're considering it?"

"Well...I've had this guy go down on me before. It's not bad."

"Yeah? You don't suck cock though, right?"

"No. It was a friend of my brother's. My brother's gay and I let one of his friends do me once in a while. But... I knew him."

"There's no problem here, kid. That's all I want. There's no secret bullshit I'm gonna try on ya. Hell, I'll let you fuck my ass if you can handle that, but I'm not interested in coaxing you into anything you don't want to do. I'll be quite satisfied just servicing your hot bod. $2 an hour...40 hours a week...and you'll be using me! OK? Can I take that big boner in your pants as a sign you agree?"

"Uh...Y-yeah, okay...I agree. N-next week?"

"Fuck next week, come on over here!"

"Um...maybe it'd be better then. I, uh..."

"What? You're on my time...your raise just took effect. What's the problem with right now?"

"Well," he half-whispered, "with what you said about... see, I just w-went." He got quite red in the face.

"Went? Oh, I see," I chuckled, "you mean you just took a crap? Kid, I'm a horny fucker. And hot boys turn me on so much I even like 'em dirty. Come on, pull your pants down and treat me dirty! Haven't you ever wanted to shove your shitty ass into somebody's face and make 'em lick you? Come on, sugarboy, pull your pants down and make me lick the stinky poop off your asshole!"

"Oh, man, this is filthy!" He turned around and dropped his Levi's. Then he bent way over, aiming his pretty bottom at my face. "Uh, n-nobody'll come in, will they? Could we hurry?"

"Oooh, kid. I don't care if your momma comes through the door, I'm taking my time with these sweet buns! Can't believe that guy never got his face back here! Dumb cocksucker sure missed out. Smells good!"

"He...he kinda did, once. After I took a shower. I think he wanted to do it more, but he was embarrassed. Probably cause I said it was a dirty thing to do. I guess he'd never done it."

"Mmmm....yeah...even straight guys would wanna lick this!" I spread his tight, round globes aside and dragged my tongue lusciously up his entire crack, making him flinch and squirm. Then I settled on his rosey anus and fluttered my tongue in and out of his wrinkles before poking it a little ways inside. The shock caused his muscles to tighten and retract. Each time they retracted, I went deeper. Soon I was holding his hips tightly and plunging my tongue in and out of his asshole.

Just then Turgen stuck his head in the door. "Brewer's on the phone for you," he said, looking at the boy with a disgusted expression.

"Get the fuck out! You know I don't want to be disturbed when I'm licking ass!" The boy had gasped, but when the man left he coudn't hold back a little giggle.

"He looked really pissed. He's gonna make it rough for me."

"Not a chance, baby. That look was for me. I think he's jealous because I've never licked his withered crank." I turned him around. "Oh, man! That's a gorgeous piece of meat!" I grabbed it and lifted it. "Hefty nuts, too! Let's see how they smell." I nuzzled my face in his reeking crotch and started to lick his sweaty balls as his cock grew harder in my fist. I washed down his whole crotch area, luxuriating in the masculine scent of his genitals, before I licked his shaft. He was moaning quietly, just beginning slow pelvic thrusts, eager to get his cock in my mouth. I licked all over his knob, teasing the hell out of it, feeling it throb. I looked up at him.

"Bet you'd like to take this fat piece of beef and fuck my mouth, hunh?" He nodded, breathless. I knew he was gonna be a quick popper. "Alright. Next week I'm gonna take more time with this. Right now, let's see if you can drill a hole in the back of my throat! Fuck your brains out, baby- cakes, and I'll show you what a cocksucker can do for a stud puppy like you!"

Tentative at first, he soon realized what I could handle and leaned over with his hands on the back of my shoulders and began to pound the shit out of my face with long, full strokes right down my throat! He started going wild and crying out his pleasure. The whole building knew he was getting his rocks off! "AAAHHH!!" He blasted a torrent of thick cream down my throat! Breathing heavily, he pulled his drained cock out and staggered to lift his pants. "Whew! That was great!"

"Hold on there, buttercup!" I said, leaning back in the chair and fishing my hard cock out. "Now I get off."

His eyes opened wide...from fear, and the size of my cock. "B-but...you said..."

"Still don't trust me, hunh, Davis? Listen, the only way my cock's going in your mouth...is if you ask for it. Lay across the desk."

He nodded. Glad for a chance to catch his breath, he layed there while I licked his sweaty chest, tits and belly while I stroked my prick. I lifted his arm and licked into his pungent armpit, slurping the dewy beads of sweat from his hairs. The boy probably showered so often he didn't bother with deodorant. His natural taste and smells soon had me over the edge. I stood up straight and splattered a huge load all over his chest! I took another quick lick in his pit, licked up my pools of cum, and went to his legs hanging over the edge. I grabbed hold of his Levi's and lifted his legs and threw them and the pants back to his chest so I could get one more tongue taste of his asshole. In that position, I easily shoved it right up inside him! He held his legs, and when he lifted his head to see, he farted right in my mouth! I could have stayed there and enjoyed a couple more, but he was so devastated at having done that, he quickly lowered his legs and profusely apologized over and over.

I acted insulted and grabbed a tissue to clean my cock. "Filthy little buttboy! How dare you fart in my face!"

"I'm...I'm sorry. I couldn't help it!" he cried, pulling up his pants, practically stumbling on his ass in his confusion.

I started to laugh uproariously. "Davis, that was the sweetest fart I've ever tasted. And I've enjoyed some truly rotten ones! Save up a couple more of those for next weekend, willya?"

"Gee, y-you didn't mind?"

"Kid, I licked the inside of your asshole. You think I'd mind a tangy fart? Also, I'd appreciate it if your anus wasn't quite wiped properly next time. If you get my meaning."

He gulped, but nodded with a little gleam in his eye. "Yes, sir."

"Good. Now go make me some money. My overhead keeps going up!"

He smiled, and hurried back to his job--no doubt mentally counting his future windfall.

"Tell Turgen to come in here."

"Yes, boss?" Turgen stuck his head in.

"Work him. Kid likes hard work. But keep him happy."

"Huh! That's your job! Alright, alright. He's a good kid. Just...please try to keep him that way. Last kid was so innocent. You really wrecked him. Got him so cock-hungry he's doing porno now-for free!"

"Relax, I know the producer. He pays me. When the kid comes down from his high, or gets overexposed and unusable, I'll have a nice bundle waiting for him. I'll have some cash, too!" I laughed.

I decided to stop in at my favorite dirty book store for some jackoff books. I browsed around for a while. The place was practically empty. The attendant sat back engrossed in a girlie mag. I looked up to the loft where the coin machines were and noticed some activity in the dark shadows. I went up the back stairs and roamed around the randomly-placed tall boxes with screens, following the grunts and moans, and the flickering sounds of one machine.

Finding what I expected, I saw a Levi-clad tall stud slowing porking a long prick in and out of a receptive asshole.

The kid was about 17, blonde and pretty. He had his pants down around his tennies and leaned one hand up against the wall while the stud deep-fucked him. With his other hand he played with his own balls and flopped his cock around. He twisted his head to the side and looked at me. His mouth hung open and his eyes were glazed. He was in heaven!

He didn't mind my watching...hell, he didn't mind if his Grandma was standing there! He had that look of a boy that wasn't happy unless there was a big fat cock up his ass. He had a big fat cock up his ass, and he stared at me--pushing back for more.

The stud glanced at me only slightly without changing his expression. His gaze turned back to the connection of his engorged cock dragging the anal lips out of the sweet butt. He was totally fascinated with the sight as if hypnotized. I rubbed my crotch as I watched, noticing he had quite a set of balls on him, too, as his equipment stuck out from his denim pants.

As the guy's thrusts became faster and rougher, he grabbed the boy's hips and began to hotrod him! The boy went with it, occasionally having his head banged against the wall. The stud dosed a load up his ass, then stood there rotating the kid's butt over his cock. Then he slowly retrieved it. The boy immediately turned and crouched before him. He took one glance at me, showing the first hint of embarrassment, winked, knowing what he wanted to do. The stud was still rock hard. He held his dick at the base, patiently waiting. The boy looked up at the guy with an incredibly lewd expression of submission, then he put his mouth over the dirty cock and started to suck it. He went as deeply as he could, cleaning it off, then began to lick the sides he'd missed. He also lapped his tongue over the stud's huge nuts. He jacked off at the same time, his young pecker standing stiff in his crotch.

In a gruff voice, the stud turned to me. He looked me up and down, then asked me, "You want a taste of this?" He was casual, so casual, but I recognized the look in his expressionless eyes. The kid was just a punk fuck to him. He loved punk fucks...loved to see them clean his prick after he'd fucked them...but now he wanted to see somebody else get down n' lick his dirty dick. He'd picked the right guy! I nodded, trying to maintain an attitude of nonchalance and hide my eagerness.

He grabbed the kid under the armpits and lifted. He twisted him around and bent him over. Then he plunged his rampant cock back up the boy's ass, causing him to gasp.

"Get your nut, kid!" He told the boy. Moaning happily, the teenager started to fist his dick. He spread his legs more apart and really squirmed his ass back to the guy's pubes. Straightening up, he gasped loudly, splattering an enormous number of shots against the wall. The stuff dripped down in rivers. I was tempted to get down and lick the trails up, but the stud pointed his finger at the kid's ass as if to remind me what my mission was.

He pushed the boy away, leaving his slimy cock hanging there, and moved a quarter turn toward me. I went to my knees, ripping my zipper open and pulling my boner out. I sniffed the cock. It smelled of boy ass, boy sweat, boy shit, and man jizz. It smelled perfect! I let the stud put it in my mouth. I looked up as he got a slight grin, watching me noisily clean his cock and acknowledging how much I enjoyed the taste of the kid's rectum. I wondered just how dirty the guy liked his sex. With my eyes I tried to convey that it couldn't possibly be as dirty as I liked it! I had a dreamy look in my eyes that wasn't forced.

The boy had gotten down between my legs and taken my hand off my prick and replaced it with his mouth. He was rapidly bobbing his head up and down, blowing me like the real thirsty cocksucker he was! After the tremendous load he'd exploded against the wall, you'd think he'd prefer sitting back to catch his breath. This boy wanted more cock, more jizz!

He grabbed my hand and pulled it between his legs, urging me stick a few fingers up his loose, moist hole. I gave him three, and worked them around inside his sloppy asshole. He clenched his muscles on them and worked me faster. Clean as a baby's peepee, the stud stuffed it back in his pants and buttoned up. Then he did a very uncharac- teristic thing for a 'stud'. He watched me getting blown for a few seconds, then got down behind the kid's squatting bottom and removed my fingers, quickly replacing them with a couple of his own. Then he pulled my hand back further, making it a bit uncomfortable trying to get blown, and put my fingers in his mouth! He ran his tongue between them and licked them completely. I blew my load into the kid's mouth! The stud caught my message and was showing me he was as lewd and dirty as me!

He smiled at me, knowing his actions had caused my orgasm. Then he pulled his fingers from the boy's ass and stood up, putting them in his mouth. He walked away, licking them!

The kid lifted his head, licking his lips of my cum. I licked some off his chin.

"Turn around and put your ass in my face," I said, "I wanna eat your hole out!" He bent over and pushed his butt to my face. I grabbed his smooth, luscious cheeks and spread them apart. I attached my mouth to his gooey, engorged anus and sucked it out! That made all three of us who'd tasted his ass. No wonder the kid liked pricks from his ass. He tasted healthy, pungent and was loaded with cream! I SUCKED IT ALL OUT!!

"Alright, kid, get your pants up and get the fuck out!" a voice bellowed. "I told ya you could watch movies, that's all. Shoulda known you were a little slut." The boy hustled his pants up and ran off.

"Sorry, fella," the guy shrugged at me. "Kid could get me busted, you know? Only let him in cause I thought he might get horny enough to suck me off. I dig cute fags blowin' me sometimes. Didn't know anybody else was up here."

I fingered some cream from the tip of my softening dick and licked it. "You got a big cock?" I asked him.

"Pretty big. You wanna blow me?"

"I could go for a taste of hot jizz. I'm not exactly a cute fag."

"That's OK, you got cute lips! But hey, let me lock the front door. Everybody else is gone, but I don't wanna be found feedin' my dick to a cocksucker, you know what I mean? We can go back to the can."

He locked the door and I followed him to the restroom. He dropped his pants and sat on the toilet, holding his dick up. "Here ya go, fella."

"We got the whole building, why'd you wanna do it in here?" I asked.

"I don't know. Seems kinda right, somehow, sittin' on the pot with all the stink in here while a queer blows ya!"

He had a good-sized dick that smelled raunchy enough to totally overpower any stink in the room. I wondered how many cunts and asses he'd had it up since he last washed. Didn't matter. I loved the seasoned aromas coming up from his balls and asshole while I drained a hefty load from his prick. He humped up into my mouth and grabbed my head and forced it down until I was smelling his pubes and gulping down his bitter scum! It was a hot load, and I had a great time. I thanked him and said I'd be back for more some time. As he let me out, I asked him if he liked his asshole licked out.

"Yeah, sure, that'd be great. You want me to shit first?"

I winked. "You got my number, don'tcha?"

"I seen you in here before. You always buy mags with lotsa shots of guys' asses and assholes. Bet if they put out stuff with guys shitting and licking turds you'd buy them, too, hunh?"

"You bet. Since they don't, though, I take my own pictures!"

"Yeah? Hell, man, I could sell those! You wouldn't believe all the perverts that come in here. Caught a guy takin' a dump upstairs last month. Little bald-headed creep was back there with his hands out! Like a dope, I ran 'em off. That left me cleanin' up the mess! Shoulda just let the guy do what he was gonna do. Couldn't figure it, though. The shitter was sure an ugly cuss with a big raunchy asshole!"

"What better to eat shit from?" I mused, leaving him open-mouthed.

It was late afternoon and I'd built up an appetite so I headed for the Wienerschnitzel where Danny would be working the grill. Danny's a cutie...or at least he will be when his face clears up. I put him in drug rehab and arranged for his job with his probation officer.

I snuck in the back door and tapped him on the shoulder, holding up my finger across my lips. He smiled and urged me down, out of sight. I crouched down behind the grill while he continued to fix orders and talk to the girl working the front window.

"What'll you have?" he whispered from the side of his mouth, "the usual?"

"Yeah, hot dog with mustard."

He worked with one hand. The other he slipped under his apron and undid his belt. He wiggled his hips until his pants dropped. He grabbed a bun and squirted mustard on it, then opened the turnstile and pulled out a warm wienie. Checking on the girls, he pushed his naked ass back lewdly and inserted it way up into his rectum. He straightened up, letting the hot dog squirm around in there. The girl moved back to shoot the breeze.

"I didn't order a mustard dog, you eatin' again?" she teased.

"Uh, yeah, thought I would."

I had to stifle a giggle, doubting that the boy would want the one he was keeping warm!

"Well, you are a growing boy," she flirted, "and cute, too! How come you've never asked me out?"

"Gee, I don't know, Rosie. Kinda OHH! Uh, just shy, I guess." His gasp was from feeling my tongue between his cheeks. I Iicked his asshole, getting a kick out of doing it while the dumb cunt was making googoo eyes at him. Danny had a squirmy little butt, always complaining that my rimming tickled too much! I teased the hell out of his hole, which gaped a little open from the wienie sticking up it. I was able to lick all around his anus, smelling his crack and tasting the greasy oil from the wiener. I reached between his legs and tickled his balls and cock, making him push back more.

"Boy, you sure are jittery today," she said. "I didn't mean to put you on the spot, but just so you know I'm available."

"Um, thanks Rosie. T-that's nice to know. Hey, I think you got a c-customer!"

"Shit! Well, they'll be figuring out what they want for a minute, I gotta come back and get some more cheese. I'm running out."

"NO! I...I mean...I'll get it for you, Rosie."

"Oh, I can get it."

"No, please, I'd...I'd like to get it for you, OK?"

"Well...alright, handsome! Be back in a flash!"

"Quick!" He handed me the bun. I held it to his ass as he squeezed the greasy meat out of his asshole onto my bun. He handed back a napkin and urged me out. I kissed him on the butt, and snuck out with my spicy snack as he rustled his pants up.

As I was going out the door, some drunk stumbled into me, almost mashing his face into my hot dog.

"Damn! I wuz gonna ask fur a handout, but food here smells like shit!" He wandered off, looking back and shaking his head as I took a big bite! I waved him back and handed him a couple of bucks.

"Here, go around to the front and tell them Larson sent you for a "Danny Special!" I laughed.

I went home to clean up, had a couple of drinks, and dressed for a friend's party up on the hill. He always had a nice mix of good-looking guys, and boys...plenty of boys ...boys that like doing it--especially with older guys who had money. They weren't hustlers, just kids willing to put out, maybe in hopes of finding an older guy that'd take care of them in exchange for sex.

I showed up early. As a matter of fact, I was the first.

"Larry, come in...hurry! You gotta see the kid I picked up today. What a fuckin' doll! Kid's in the shower now, in the small bathroom. Why don't you go in and get a peek? Pretend you didn't know he was in there or something. You just gotta see him naked!"

John was generous, and never minded sharing. He had looks, dough, and a line that never failed. He had boys around him all the time. Many a night we'd gamboled on his big bed together with a luscious, frisky youngster! He isn't into shit like I am, but enjoys making a game out of it, coaxing a boy to 'do it' for me. He was so smooth, he'd soon have the boy giggling and taking it all in fun, too, like a nasty game!

I went down the hall and quietly opened the door, just as a hand reached out from behind the shower curtain holding a small brown turd to drop into the nearby toilet. Evidently, he was taking care of all his business in the shower! In a flash, I reached my hand out and received it.

"Hey! What the hell!" A beautiful face with twinkling blue eyes and angelic blond hair blushed furiously in astonishment. "W-what're you doing?!!" He pulled his hand back, rinsing it under the water as he stared at me, totally embarrassed. "I, um..."

I smiled. "You, um, were just cleaning yourself out... like we all do. Everybody does that."

"Y-yeah, but...w-why are you h-holding it?" he looked freaked.

"Why not? Pretty boy like you, with..." I pulled the curtain aside, peeking, till he pulled it back, modestly, "a perfectly luscious ass! And this HAS to he the cutest turd I've ever seen!" I held it up. "And smells good, too!"

"W-WHAT?? P-put it down and...get out, willya!"

"Aw, baby," I leaned against the sink, "I couldn't let this lovely thing go to waste, could I?"

"What're you gonna do?" he stared, wide-eyed.

I put it to my mouth and lewdly licked it!

"Holy fuck! God, you're licking my turd!"

"Mmmm, yeah, it's delicious! But then, you probably know that already."

"Hunh? Whadda you mean by that?!"

"Oh, come on. Don't tell me you never licked your own turd."

"OF COURSE NOT! Oohh, you're filthy! STOP THAT!" He pushed the curtain closed, hiding inside.

"Don't have a tantrum, sugar. What do you care what I put in my mouth?" Instantly, he stuck his head out again.

"You're gonna put it in your MOUTH?!!"

"Maybe."

"Oh, please...just get out of here...please," he begged, finding the whole thing quite repulsive as he stared at my tongue running up and down, tasting his shit.

"Alright. On one condition," I said.

He looked at me suspiciously. "What?"

"Turn around and stick your butt out of the curtain and let me lick it before you wash it off."

"NO!"

I continued licking, infuriating him.

"Will...will you get rid of it if I do? Will you flush it?"

"Yep. I'll set it down right here, then I'll flush it. Promise!"

He glared at me. "Alright." Modestly, he wrapped the curtain around him until just his butt stuck out. I knelt down behind him and reached out my hand for his cute bottom.

"Hey!" He fluttered his hand around, agitated, "wipe 'em off first! I don't want shit on me!"

"Don't be silly. You're gonna wash it anyway!"

"Oh...yeah." He looked back, then turned away. I grabbed his smooth cheeks, smearing one with shit that had melted in my hand, and pulled his butt apart. I licked the glistening water drops from his goosebumped skin and stuck my tongue up to his already clean asshole. The boy had a smooth, suckable butt! Worth giving up his turd to lick his hole...especially since he was so upset. It turns me on when I can tap into a guy's fear of shit and totally outrage him with my antics.

"You done?" he asked, sarcastically.

"You got a boner?" I chuckled.

"NO!" He straightened up, rustling the curtain back. He was probably lying, but I chuckled and stood up. He stuck his head back out. "Now do it! Flush it!"

I picked the turd up from the toilet tank. "One last lick?" I asked, looking forlorn.

"NO! Oh, what's the difference. Do it and get out of here!"

I smiled and took a long, long lick on it, then flushed it. "Thanks, baby, that was tasty!" I walked out, licking my fingers.

I waited for about a minute, then stuck my head back in the door. "Hey! Stop jacking off! John wants that load!"

I don't know if he did or not, but when he finally came into the living room, he looked quite embarrassed and sheepish--sparkling clean and gorgeous--as he silently sat next to John.

John put his arm around him, grinning amusedly. "I think you've met my good friend Larry."

"Yeah," he replied, not looking at me.

"Hey, don't be upset," he hugged him, "he loves to blow guy's minds. He loves to blow guys' cocks, too," he chuckled, "but that's another story."

"He was really dirty," he whispered, still acting disgusted.

"Barry, Larry's the nicest guy you'd want to meet... next to me, of course...he just loves hot turds!"

"You know about it?!"

"Know about it?" he laughed. "Ha! I've seen so many assholes shitting in his mouth you wouldn't believe!"

"Jeez! Don't tell me you...DO IT TOO?!"

"Hell, yes!" Then he saw the expression on the boy's face. "Oh, no, no. I don't do it...fuck no...I meant I've shit in his mouth before. Right, Larry?"

"Yeah, some pretty hefty stinkers, too!" I laughed.

The boy just shook his head. Then he said, "I've heard about that, but I never believed anybody really did it! I just thought it was something dirty guys made up!"

"Yeah, you gotta be careful when you get mad and tell a guy to EAT SHIT! He's just liable to not be angry anymore and start sniffin' at your ass! HA HA!"

"I still think it's dirty."

"Of course it is, kid, that's why it's so exciting!"

"Aw, don't be upset, doll. You shoulda seen the expression my face when he first asked me to do it! Musta been ten years ago, hunh?"

"Yeah. Would you believe I was nervous? Only the second turd I ever licked. That's when I knew I liked it for sure. Course that was back when you still had an ass that wasn't sagging!"

"His ass don't sag!" the kid defended.

"Thanks, baby."

"Wha...what'd the first guy think?" the boy asked. We laughed.

"Well, kid, if you were going to lick your first turd to find out if you liked it...who would you go to?"

"NOBODY! I'd be too embarrassed!"

"Precisely," I grinned.

"Hunh? OH! Oh, god, you licked your own! Sick, just sick."

"I only put my tongue on it," I acted offended. "Thing is...I put my tongue on every available spot! I knew I'd found something interesting by the way my cock shot off! Course, it wasn't as nice as the one I tasted about ten minutes ago," I teased, much to the kid's dismay.

"I'll bet," John said, hugging the kid. "Barry's cute enough to almost make me want to try it!"

"JOHN! You...you're just kidding, right?" John winked at him.

"He's just kidding...I think," I said. "Do you rim, Barry?"

"Um...sometimes."

"Does he ever! Oh, sorry, baby. But good is good!"

"Aw, don't be so embarrassed. Rimming's great, but it's something quite different. But maybe since you do that, you might have an inkling about this. See, at your age you see other guys as desirable more or less on an equal basis. When guys get older sweet morsels like you take on a different appeal. You're so young, tender and incredibly beautiful that everything about you is a thousand times more wondrous. Your spit tastes better. Licking sweat from your balls or armpits becomes delicious. And even what comes out of your asshole becomes something precious and a turn-on. Think about it. If somebody was gonna fart in your face...and you had two choices...you'd pick a kid over an old man every time, right?"

"Gee, that's an exciting thought!" Barry grimaced. "But I guess I see what you're saying...kinda."

"Larry, if you're gonna do stinky games tonight do me a favor, will you? Take 'em into the back bathroom, okay? I don't want you scaring all my guests!"

I was a good boy most of the night. Further on into the party, however, I found myself sitting between two giddy college freshmen. Not your usual image of Frat Boys, but two youngsters fresh out of high school, just learning the appeal of their own bodies. They certainly weren't virgins, but they were still a bit naive.

We were laughing and joking, getting along quite nicely. They didn't seem quite used to the amount of liquor they'd been drinking, or maybe they were just naturally eager and playful. I told them I was a proctologist, and that set up a round of jokes. One of them joked about how his a-hole had been itching, so I suggested I take them both into the back bathroom and give them a checkup! They didn't believe it for a minute, but they played along and agreed, giggling all the way down the hallway. I took them into John's bedroom, then back into his bathroom, and became businesslike between taking sips from my drink.

"Gentlemen, if you'll drop your trousers we'll begin the examination and have you checked out in a jiffy." Two beautiful bottoms were presented to me as they bent over and bared their asses as only teenage boys can...wide, trusting, and very lewd!

"Fine, fine, delightful specimens! I mean, er, things look normal so far. Now just relax, boys, and I'll inspect your anal regions a bit more thoroughly."

"Oooh, Doctor!" one boy giggled, nudging his friend, "I've never heard of a...lingual examination!"

"What's that?" his friend whispered.

"You'll see!" he cooed.

He did soon enough. I moved my face over and licked his asshole! I had two sweet buttholes in front of me and I kept trading off, tasting each boy deeper and deeper as they bent further over and laughed.

Belatedly, I answered his question. "A new technique, boys. We've found that taste plays a very important role in diagnosis. I'm happy to report that you both seem very tasty. Uh, that is...very healthy! Now that we have a bit of moisture applied, shall we proceed with the interior perusal?" I wet a finger and slipped it up an ass.

"Oooh, Doctor! That's doing things to me!"

"Don't feel embarrassed, my boy. We fully understand how teenage boys are susceptible to anal stimulation. In fact, be prepared to expel a bit of fluid as I check your prostate." I wormed my finger around inside his rectum, finally settling on his button and fluttering all over it before giving it a little push. My other hand was on his hard prick as I gathered up the juices he dribbled out and put them to my lips.

"Seems normal," I said, licking my finger and driving the other one further up his asshole. He chuckled and squirmed his butt back, obviously enjoying the finger-fuck as I loosened him up. Then I started getting nasty. His asshole was opening up enough for two fingers, so I worked them in and out...all the way out. His buddy was getting antsy and he turned around to see when it was going to be his turn. "Damn! He's licking his fingers, Ray!" he gulped, staring.

"Ah, man, I don't care! Long as he keeps plugging me! Hunh? What'd you say?" His hole tightened up.

"He...he's pulling those fingers out and licking 'em!"

"Relax. Who's the doctor here?" I shrugged, and moved over to him. "Now just you bend over and let's what we find up here. I told you about those new taste tests."

"Uh, sure...I guess."

He bent over and let me stick my finger up his ass. He started to moan instantly, but he wouldn't give up that other thing. He wasn't that drunk!

"Oooh, that feels so good! But...you were licking... mmmm...your dirty fingers! AH!" He suddenly wasn't so upset. "Gee, do all proctolagerists do that taste thing?" His butthole was feeling good enough that he went back into the game playing...still wanting some answers. "I sure wouldn't wanna be a doctor if I had to do THAT! You can check deeper if you have to."

"Yes, I think I'd better check it all the way up in there. I think there may be an obstruction of some sort. Hold your breath a second." I crammed my finger up his rectum and twiddled it around, touching the end of his turd.

"Oh, this racket's not so bad, boys. You get to feel up guys and play with their asses. And make up dumb stories about why it's necessary to put your tongue on their holes. And sometimes it gets dirty if a fella's got stinky poop up his hole that gets on your finger. But what the hell, I always say, it gives you a good excuse to get a taste of it if you want! Just tell 'em it's part of the diagnosis!"

"Gee, Doc, aren't you giving away professional secrets?"

"Oh, you're bright boys. You can't be fooled by subterfuge. Now hold on and let me get a taste of this..." I sucked on my finger after pulling it from his butthole. "Normal, normal, perhaps a bit too much potassium in your diet, but otherwise...you're doing just fine!" I stood up and motioned the boys forward. They both had tremendously hard pricks boinging out in front of them. The expressions of their faces was astonishment, but they were horny enough to want to see what I'd do next. I grabbed their peckers and licked on them both at the same time.

"I...I think I need a more penetrating examination, doctor!" Ray said, glassy-eyed. I looked to the other kid.

"You ever thought about being a proctologist?" I asked him.

"I might've...til I heard about that tasting test!"

"Well, let's just try some of the basics," I suggested. "College boys seldom know their field of expertise at first. It takes experimentation. Here, sit right down on the toilet seat. That's alright...just let that thing stand right up. Ray here needs a more penetrating exam, and I think you're the lad to do the internship!"

He obeyed, curious as to what I was up to. Ray had a pretty good idea and quickly straddled the boy's hips.

"Deep! I need a real deep examination!" he cried, reaching down between his legs to take hold of the guy's prick and aim it. I slapped his hand away.

"I'll take care of that. The instrument must be thoroughly prepared with lubricant. Press back. Perhaps your friend would be so kind as to apply some of his own lubricant to the area under contention?"

"Oh, good idea!" He pushed his ass back to the guy's face. "Doctor says you should lick my asshole, Richie, to get it good and wet before you examine me!"

"Oh, yeah, Ray!" He pulled the butt back to his face and began to slobber all over his hole! I ducked down and sucked the prick into my mouth...doing just as much noisy slobbering!

"Okay, intern!" I finally said, "let's see how well you perform under scrutiny!"

"I'm ready, Mr. DeMille! I mean...Dr. Spock!" He grabbed Ray's hips, helping him down. "Sit right here, son. I'll have you fixed up in a jiffy!"

"Uh, how do I do this?" Ray squirmed around, laughing, wondering where to plant his legs.

"Now, you just settle back. Doctor Richard knows what he's doing. Here, I'll take those!" Once he had the prick imbedded up his squishy asshole, I lifted his legs and put them onto Richie's thighs, his hands on Richie's knees. I reached down and played with his cock before kneeling in front of them. That position was perfect when I carefully spread Ray's legs apart and put my face right up close to the action! Close enough to lick his balls, anyway. But I was missing the fuck. Ray rested his body back on Richie's chest so I could see what was happening down there. A great fuck was happening!

"You hold his legs, Doctor Richard," I directed, "you need something for balance anyway." He grabbed Ray on the inside of his knees and lifted, holding him steady. That left me free. Richie had a thick cock and Ray had a capacious asshole. Ray was feeling no pain at all, taking every thrust and jab Richie was giving him. They moaned and groaned in their own aura of lust and I knew that anything I did would only increase their feelings. When I'd first pulled my fingers from Ray's hole they were clear, but shiny with luscious assjuice. Richie thought it was nasty and dirty what I was doing...but not filthy. So when I put my face down there and started to lick his prick each time he dragged it out of Ray's rectum, he just moaned in delight, dismissing me as an eccentric older guy that was rather nasty. Little did he know!

Fact is, each time he withdrew that massive prick base, streaks of creamy shit were being dragged from Ray's rectum! Neither boy knew it...I was licking so fast that the smell was not rising very rapidly. Oh, man, I was licking! The shit from that college boy's asshole was absolutely fantastic! I could have lapped at it all night, that's how good it was. Both boys were on the bone and anxious. And it didn't take long for Richie to cum up Ray's ass. Ray took a few seconds to catch his breath, and I told Ray to hold his orgasm since he hadn't come yet, then as soon as that prick flopped from the boy's asshole I went down on it and started to lick and suck it clean! There was shit on the end of it, but they didn't get a chance to see it. But the smell had risen by then, and they knew some- thing was about!

"Hey! Hey, uh, Doc! You're gettin'...gettin' lots of... oh, shit! You like that, doncha? Okay, man, go for it! Clean that shit off my prick! He's lickin' up your shit, Ray!"

"Yeah. I wish he'd stop so I could come in his mouth!" Ray was now standing to the side, furiously pounding his unsatisfied prick.

I lost my pretense...as I so often do at times like this. I let the cock slip from my lips and looked up at Richie.

"Yeah, it's true! You had a lota shit on your dick, man, and I was licking it all off! It was a hot fuck and I licked off your hot cum and his hot shit! Now unless you boys are scaredy cats, let's get nastier!"

"Whadda you mean? I wanna cum!" Ray cried.

"I mean this. Richie, you got a turd up your ass that's ready to come out. I know, because I was feeling it up there. Come on, get up and bend your ass over. Blow your buddy off. He's hot from the fucking you game him. Give him a big blowjob while you push that turd you got right out of your asshole...into my face!

"Goodness! No wonder you're a fuckin' proctologist you fake! It's fuckin' nasty. Hurry, let's do it before I stop to think about it! Come on, Ray, lemme suck you off. Just forget about what he's doing!"

"Hey, I don't care! I don't care if you shit down his throat. Just suck me off! I'm so fuckin' hot I can't stand it!"

Richie gave Ray a loud, noisy, hot squishy blowjob that ended with a ton of cum being shot into his mouth. But as much and as deeply as I'd licked his anus out...Richie hadn't delivered a morsel.

"Sorry, guess I couldn't," he shrugged afterward. "I was paying too much attention to cocksucking, I guess."

"Yes, I noticed that," I chuckled. "So just take a momentary rest and catch your breath. Kneel down on all fours and rest your head way down. Totally relax, and you'll find you'll be able to make me happy in no time at all!"

"Decummed and unbonered, he reluctantly agreed with a shrug. Ray watched with an amused look in his eyes. I'd been around too long. I knew what I'd felt up there, and I'm able to judge the pressure and tenseness quite accurately. Get his face down and his ass up and open, and that turd'll have nowhere else to go but OUT! I knew when he knelt there, that Richie felt it was a waste of time. And little unghs and hmms that he made expressed his surprise. Ray stared, open-mouthed. I pressed my face up... open-mouthed. Richie's anus began to open up in spite of himself. A hot, steamy, dark mutherfuckin' turd shot out of his asshole and froze in mid-air for a split second! It glistened with greasy assjuice, making my mouth water! Then it continued to be pushed out. I ducked my head down, quickly, and received it and I grabbed his hips and held him fast. Ray gasped in disbelief, witnessing the obscene spectacle before him. He started to jerk his prick and probably wasn't even aware that he was doing it.

I knelt there, holding the hips in place, with that turd in my mouth. Richie couldn't move...and neither could his turd. It stuck out of his asshole and into my mouth, pressing against the back of my throat. When I felt him relax his muscles and just let that thing hang there, I opened my mouth wider...took a deep breath...and deep- throated his tangy, bitter turd...sending it down my throat just as far as I could possibly shove it! When I couldn't breathe any more, I pulled back quickly and gasped for breath. The smelly column of shit hung there, dripping with spit, and began to fall from Richie's rectum. Just before it was squeezed and snipped, I grasped it and began to gobble it up! I ate the fuckin' turd in record time, practically having it all swallowed down before Richie could slam his asshole shut!

Richie was laying there, not quite sure what had just happened. But Ray was sitting on the toilet, leaning over and jacking off, watching every move I'd made.

When I looked at him...shit smeared all over my lips...he just kinda had this dazed expression as if transfixed. He had a firm grip on his prick, but he just stared and garbled slowly, "You ate all that stinky shit that came out of his messy hole you ate it all you swallowed it down your throat and ate it and licked your shitty lips and..."

All the time he's rambling along saying this, his cock is suddenly coming again...pouring out all this cream over his fingers and over the floor in big puddles! He's half senseless, but having the most gently intensive, prolonged orgasm of his young life! He keeps staring at my shitty lips!

As most of us are, regardless of the circumstances, Ray was more concerned about his own performance.

"I...I came again! I couldn't believe it. Even more that time!"

"Wanna come again?" I asked, "kiss me...you will!"

"Ohhhh! OH, NO! Don't! I don't wanna kiss you after that!"

"Too bad, kid, you missed the moment. You would have, you know. You got so turned on cause you were watching me eat his turd. All the time you were coming, you were staring at the hot shit on my lips. Just think what would have happened if we'd kissed and you could taste it!"

Richie felt silly, sprawled out on the floor. But he stared at Ray, gauging his reaction to my words. Ray saw him watching.

"NO! NO! I didn't!"

"Hunh? Didn't what, Ray?" Richie asked.

"I DIDN'T WANT TO LICK IT OFF HIS LIPS!!" he cried adamantly.

I tried to hold it back, but Richie laughed out loud. "Nobody said you did, man!"

"Aw, yeah, right. Where's my drink?" He took a big gulp.

Richie looked around. "You...you really ate it?"

"Sure," I admitted casually. "it was like a big Tootsie Roll."

"A fuckin' turd?!"

"Your fuckin' turd, Richie. There's a difference," I complimented, wiping some renegade smears from my upper lip and tasting it. He just looked at me with a goofy smile... not totally comprehending. But Ray was sitting back with a lecherous gleam in his eyes. He still wasn't out of his dazed state.

"I wanna do it," he stated flatly.

"What?" I laughed. "Lick poopie?!"

"No," he said, unsmiling, "shit in your mouth."

"Well, I'd love that, kid. I dug the streaks I licked up, but I don't think you got any up there."

"Can I try?"

"Hey!" I spread my arms. "I never resist hot shit from a boy's pulsing asshole! If you can push some crud out of there, baby, I'm here to slurp it down! Squat down on my face. If there's anything available, we'll get it out that way!"

I layed down on the floor to humor him. At any rate, I'd enjoy licking out his crack again. But the boy was determined. The hot load of cum up his ass mixed in with whatever he churned up from his inner recesses. Together, that made for a neat little combination that came squishing out of his hole before too long. It was soft and creamy, and stunk like shit! But the freshness only turned me on all the more. I didn't bite or gobble it...I lapped at it, making sure Richie got a good view. It was like eating peanut butter from his butt, but tasted so much better! The fuckin' tang and heat coming from it literally fried my tongue, but I drew it in and squished it all around my teeth before sucking it down my throat! Then I cleaned his asshole out!

Richie was turned on again, and stood before Ray and stuck his cock in his mouth. Ray sucked him off beautifully and drank his jizz while I savored the wonderful taste of teenage shit in my mouth!

The party broke up about two. After one last drink, I stopped by John's room to say goodbye. He and Barry were naked on his bed in a 69 clutch. He had his face buried up his sweet little trick's bottom and the kid was bent way down frantically tonguing out John's hole.

I locked the door on my way out. I was a bit hungry, so I decided to stop in at the Sleaze Pit, a backroom orgy bar. Actually, the place was called The Bored Room, an out- of-the-way basement bar near the financial district. No street traffic. Only those in the know were likely to walk in. The back room was commonly called the Sleaze Pit...and no wonder. Sleaze was the whole point.

I got a beer and headed into the back. Dark, grungy, lots of cowboy gear and heavy-duty leather action. Slings, fist-fucking, pissing and guys on their knees able to take huge cocks fucking their throats. All anonymous, hot and dirty. Like the baths but raunchier--lots raunchier.

At the baths you went to the showers after fucking to clean up for your next encounter. Here, you just grab a guy's head and stick your dick in his mouth! Like you're forcing him to clean your dirty prick. He'll complain, but he won't struggle. It's a very unique atmosphere. You might be a little wimp and he might be the biggest, butchest stud in the place. So you grab him by the hair and feed him your shitty cock!

What's unique is that everybody does everything. If you don't take cocks or fists up the ass, or don't like the taste of piss or shit, you don't go to the Sleaze Pit. It's that simple. A dirty cock will always be licked clean, and a just-fucked asshole will always be sucked out!

I walked around for a while, taking in the sights. Sucked some cocks and got mine sucked. Licked a few assholes, too. I love the Pit. Everybody shows up with a stinky butthole...so as not to disappoint. All the time, I kept my eye on the sling and the table.

Nobody douches before coming here...even if they intend to get fisted. A guy wants a hand up his ass, he just shits first. That's what propelled me toward the table. A guy in the sling was getting fiercely fucked by a huge cock, but the studly blond on the table was begging for a fist from a leathered naked dude.

"Half your turd, baby," he said. "Just shit out half. I wanna play around up there with the rest. Some of you guys come around and spit all over my hand. He don't need grease."

About half a dozen guys passed by to spit as much as they could over the guy's fist. He moved it around with one finger to keep it from dripping off. Meanwhile, a guy was on his haunches licking the blond's asshole and getting finger-fucked by someone else. Two guys stepped up and held the blond's legs back, intently watching him shit in the guy's mouth.

"Fill your mouth and bite it off, man!" fister ordered. "Leave some in there." The guy bit and moved away...pulling the turd from his mouth to eat it more slowly. Fister immediately put his hand there and worked in three fingers, forcing the rest of the turd back inside.

"Mmmm. Hot and gooshy! Yeah, love to play with a stud's shit. Open that shitty fuckin' hole, man. Let me get my hand in there."

"Shove it in, man. I'm ready. Shove it up my ass!"

I stood next to the guy chewing the stud's shit. His finger-fucker was now plugging his ass with cock, pulling his hand back to lick his shit-coated fingers. I leaned over and kissed him on the lips! He pushed his tongue out, feeding me a little. The stinky kiss fired me up so I knelt down...watching the man work his fist in there.

"You like that baby?" he asked the blond. "I'm playing with your turd up there-mashing it around in my fingers." He twisted his hand, making shit ooze from the massively expanded anal lips. Down between the blond's legs leather- gloved hands were jerking him off...one of them ready to catch the guy's load.

The foul aroma had my nostrils flaring. I breathed in the stud's reeking scent and began to lick shit from the guy's wrist!

"Go for it, man." He twisted his hand slowly, pulling out slightly to give me more. I lapped at it. It was sweet. The blond was moaning, luxuriating in his own rectal invasion.

"Twist harder, man! Twist that fucker!" I had to back away because the man began to move his hand like a U-joint...back and forth. "AH! Take it to the edge, man, and diddle my button-I'm gonna come!"

The guy pulled his hand out to the widest part of his wrist and kept it there. The blond's asshole was spread apart a nearly five inches! The man was using a couple of fingers--rapidly diddling his prostate. He yelled out as cum poured from his cock like a hose into the gloved hand. Just as his orgasm was subsiding, the man pulled his hand free. The glove was quickly put to the blond's mouth so he could lap up his own cream. Nearly finished, he dropped his head in exhaustion as his masturbator licked up the rest.

"Taste treat!" the fister cried, holding his shitty hand up--over the guy's back. Four guys attacked it... licking the shit off!

I'd already put my face up the blond's hugely-gaping asshole. I'd managed to get my mouth and lips inside his ass before he closed over it. For those few precious seconds I was further up a guy's ass than I'd ever been before. Had I been a shit-loving little baby, I could have stuck my whole head in there! I tried to keep his hole pried apart as I worked my tongue around in there-- furiously eating the shit out of his ass! It was being smeared all over my face and going into my mouth. It was wonderful! I finally had to back off because he was shitting it all out and it started to go up my nose! I snorted quickly--driving it out--and proceeded to eat the mashed-up sludge as he eased it out!

When he clamped shut, I licked his ass thoroughly then fell back catching my breath, coming in some guy's mouth.

"Dirty, filthy, shit-eating sonofabitch!" the fister scowled as he and another guy got down and licked my face clean! Then, while the other guy was still licking me, fister aimed his prick and pissed on both of us! We opened our mouths, welcoming the thirst quencher!

Running a towel through my hair, I made my way out... passing several mouths being stuffed with turds or acting as urinals. One guy, who'd either been administered an enema or someone pissed up his ass, was letting it loose onto two guys laying on the floor with their mouths open. Another fellow yanked his cock from a guy's ass and put it to a kneeling redhead's mouth. It was so covered with shit he must have dragged half the guy's turd out...right onto his cock. The redhead held it up at the base and hungrily ate the shit from his prick!

I had just enough time for a few hours' sleep before an early appointment. I was going to shower first, then I remembered who the appointment was with and decided against it. I stripped and stretched before the mirror. I'd been up nearly 24 hours and needed to shit. I should save it for my appointment, I told myself. And so I did. But I squatted down and shit it on the floor first. I licked on it then stuffed it into a baggy. I crawled into bed, leaving my asshole dirty!

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