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It's amazing how certain events can change the way you look at the world. Ever since the weekend, my whole view has changed. I looked at everyone differently now that I had been exposed to the world of eating butt. I see boys all over the place now, and I wonder what their buttholes might be like. What would they smell like? Or look like? Or taste like down there? I'd see young boys, ones younger than me, around eight or nine. They would probably be less clean and less hygienic than me. Maybe through laziness or inexperience, but I imagined many would have little poop smears back there. Their holes would be smaller and tighter too, probably, all pink and messy. Stinky little holes, fresh and ripe. Older boys, ones like Josh, were probably all hairy like his had been. All choked up, probably with those little brown bits in their hair. Older boys smelled different; I could tell the difference just between the boys I had so far.
Girls, on the other hand, were basically invisible to me. But boys. Every boy I would look dead in his eyes, as if they could read my thoughts. What is his butthole like? I wondered about Asian boys. Or what about the Mexican or Black boys? What were theirs like? Even the male teachers were intriguing. Do I dare try theirs? How would I even approach someone with something like that?
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"Hey, shitbreath!" Justin called from somewhere afar. I was stuck in the hallway at school; crowds of kids were everywhere, so I had no idea where he was shouting from. I just tried to ignore him, making my way to another area. His teasing me wasn't exactly out of the ordinary, so hopefully the other kids didn't suspect any meaning behind his words. Hopefully, they will see this as any other day in the life of his name-calling.
I was on lunch and didn't want anything to do with him, so I headed towards my next class, trying to get away from him. I picked up the pace, but I could still hear him following. He was yelling, and his voice was getting louder and louder. Even the other kids were joining in, hollering at me to stop as I heard him coming up nearer behind me. I could hear his footsteps now, his leg sweeping around my feet. This was an old trick of his, where he would try to trip me up, but I was prepared. I had learned to walk firm so he wouldn't make me fall over.
"Leave me alone, Josh." I said, still not turning to face him.
Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed me by my school bag and slammed me up against the wall, half lifting me off my feet.
"I called out to you before, you little fuck. When I call your name, I expect you to stop. "
"I don't have to do what you tell me to! " I protested.
"That's not what I remember from the weekend. I remember you gladly gobbling down my shit and licking my hole. "
"Shhhhh. Just leave me alone. I don't want people to know about that stuff. "
"If you don't want people to know, you should just do what you're told. I need to use the bathroom, and you're going to help me. "
"Ugh... fine. Just put me down and I'll whatever you want. "
"That's the spirit," he said, shoving me in front and pushing me forwards. "Come on, let's go."
He marched me to the nearest boys' room, as if I didn't know where to go. Thankfully, the nearest one was one of the single-room ones, and it was a bit out of the way of where most people went. As we got closer, he came in closer besides me, his face close to my ear as if to tell me something.
BURRRRRRPPP!
"Ahh! Don't! " I complained, rubbing my ear.
"What's the matter? It's just a little burp. You've been swallowing my ass burps already. "
"Yeah, but you didn't fart in my earhole. Gross. "
Arriving at our destination, he pushed me inside the stall, slamming the door shut behind us. I was trapped in there with him. He effortlessly spun me around to face him, then pushed me to my knees, standing over me.
"You've had my tongue in my nasty fuckin' asshole, so a little burp should be nothing. " he laughed.
Why did he treat me like this? He was so much older and bigger than me. Why couldn't he be more caring like my brother, or other older boys? I thought being older meant they would act more like an adult. I was five years younger than he was, just a little kid to him. He was always pushing me around, and the whole school just watched. Normally, if someone was picking on me, I would just tell my big brother and he would sort it out, but they were friggin' friends! What was I to do?
"Justin, why are you always so mean to me?" I sighed, looking at the concrete flood.
"I'm not mean to you. If I wanted to be mean to you, I would turn you into a paste with my fists. I brought you here because I found out you were keeping something from me. "
"What's that?" I groaned, squinting up at him.
"Well, I heard after our little fun over the weekend that you drink piss as well. You didn't tell me that when you were swallowing down my shit. "
"I thought you already knew."
"Nope. And to me, that sounds like you were trying to get out of it. "
"I really wasn't. I just figured you didn't need to... you know. Go. "
"Well, time to make up for it then. I hope you're thirsty. "
With that, he grabbed for his belt and unbuckled it, making an ominous clank as he pushed everything down to his knees. I gulped. His forest of pubes were the first thing I noticed, and then that long uncut cock of his again. His hairy balls were dangling there too, ones that made both mine and my brothers look small by comparison. I glared up at him. His droopy pointed cock flopped down almost as long at soft as I was at my hardest. He angled it at my face, pointing it at me, the pouty foreskin at its tip looking like a wet mouth, one that would soon be spilling its liquid waste into me.
"Open," he said firmly. I begrudgingly opened, allowing him to drop his lengthy dick inside my mouth. I gagged slightly, not used to his thickness and length. My brother's cock was usually smaller than this when pissing, and even when I had sucked Joey's hardon, it wasn't this big. Josh didn't even have a hardon yet, but he was already further in my mouth than any I had ever taken. He just draped it in, holding it there for a moment, locking eyes with me as we both waited for his stream to start.
I felt Justin's cock twitch, and I knew from my brother's morning donations that the dam was about to burst. I stared Josh in the face in defiance as his piss started to flow.
"Mmmph!" I reacted to his sudden taste. He pissed, and I swallowed. His torrent was strong and acrid, like off lemon and beer. It wasn't as bad as Joey's was, but I could tell he was trying to piss as hard as he could. I gulped his stuff down, my eyes watering as I struggled to keep up. I kept swallowing as he emptied his seemingly endless bladder into me. I think the worst part is that it was HIS piss I was swallowing. His piss which had already been through his disgusting, mean body, and now it was going into mine. Every drop of my tormentors' foul-tasting piss swirled down into my stomach, and with every gulp, Justin watched with a smirk. Eventually, I could feel his pee flow tapering off. I tried to hold onto his cock a little longer, just to make sure to get it all, but Justin had other ideas. He easily pulled it out of my mouth, his last few splashes spraying my cheek and face. This only led to him laughing at me further.
"Don't cry about it, shitbreath, it's just a little piss. Maybe it'll make you smell better. "
"Shut up... My eyes are watering from the taste, not from crying, "I said, wiping his piss off with my sleeves.
"Good. Then you'll be ready for more. "
"Huh?"
"You ever sucked a cock before?"
I had. But, only for Joey. Justin is the last person I wanted to do that for. Sucking a cock was something I felt you did for someone you liked, something more intimate. Not someone like Justin.
"I don't even do that for my brother." I said, gritting my teeth.
"Well, time to learn. Open your mouth again."
"Do I have to? I know how to suck dick already, I sucked Joeys once. " Why was I so dumb? Why would I even admit that to someone like Justin.
"Well, if you already know how to do it, then this should be easy. You wanna suck it or not? "
I don't know why I was even arguing. I sighed, and dropped my jaw, allowing Justin to stuff his hardening cock back into my mouth. He was even bigger now, his cock stiff and bumpy. This time, he pushed himself into me even further. His cock was like a nozzle, and I was its gas tank. He pushed his teenage pole all the way to the hilt, not stopping until his hairy balls slapped against my chin.
"Glug..." was about the only noise I could make, surprised at the sensation of him plunging it all the way into my neck. He started moving in and out, thrusting all the way into me with his long cock. His cock was massive compared to Joey's, and with Joey, at least I felt relaxed. Justin just had his way with my mouth as he wanted, my gag reflex building and fading as he used my throat to massage his meat.
"Suck it, cock breath. Suck my fuckin' cock. Mmm. "
His pubes tickled all over my face. I really didn't look forward to growing up and having all that hair down there. I almost coughed on his penis a couple of times as he forced it down my throat, but I couldn't really get enough air to do it. His balls swung back and forth like a pendulum, slapping against my chin, no doubt full of his teenage spunk. Oh shit, I just realised. When I sucked Joey, he only had some precum. He didn't really make sperm. Josh would be able to carry a proper load, judging by the size of his balls, a load that was brewing right now for me to swallow!
"Gugaaagg." I wanted to tell him not to cum in my mouth, but it was hopeless. He just held my head firmer and fucked harder, his grip starting to feel like it was going to bruise my face.
"Your fuckin mouth was made for this, kid. You eat shit, and piss, and now I'm going to dump my cum in there. Here it fuckin comes." Justin announced.
He squeezed my head, holding me in place as he throbbed. I could feel his balls were hot and full. Here we go. His cock suddenly pulsed. It thickened, expanding in my mouth before squirting his creamy teen batter down my throat. His slimy load coated my teeth with its half-bland, half-salty-flavored load. Only when he was soft again did he pull out, though still choosing to rest his still drooling cock on my face. A string of his sticky jizz leaking down onto my cheek as he grinned down at me.
"Can I take your dick off me now?" I asked, looking up at him.
"Nah, I think it suits you." Justin replied, deliberately moving his spent balls up onto my lips. "Give 'em a kiss." I smooched his balls, one for each, as he girated them around my face and nose. "Do you have class after lunch?"
"Yeah, Room 3." I replied.
"Shame. I would have loved to spend the next hour with your tongue in my asshole. " I winced at the thought. Thank God for social studies. My knees were starting to hurt from being on the floor, I wanted to go, but I knew what he wanted. This was a test, and I knew what I would have to do if I was going to get to class on time.
"I don't need to be there till 1.pm. Perhaps I could lick your hole until then? " I offered.
"Heh, sure. But you're going to regret asking that. I took a wicked shit earlier. You might even find some leftovers. "
My heart sank. Maybe this was a mistake after all. Last time was bad enough, and I was in the comfort of my own home, ready for it. He turned around, basically sticking his ass in my face. I couldn't even see it yet, but I could smell its stink. My hands were shaking as I placed them on his fuzzy cheeks, pulling them apart. There was a crusty brown patch he had missed, caked to one side of his hole, and a couple of other bits clinging to his ass hair. Now that I was in a less disorienting position than last time, I could really take in the landscape of his stench pit. I just looked at it. A tightly closed oval, red and reeking like shit.
"Poar!! You weren't kidding. Did you even wipe?!"
"You sure whine a lot for a little shit eater."
"Ugh... man."
I guess this was the sort of thing I had to expect if I wanted to try different assholes. This was the sort of challenge that I had come to look for. Perhaps if I could manage Justin's dirty asshole, it would make other boys' holes easier in the future. My lips quivered. At least I already knew what his poop tasted like.
"I don't feel your tongue yet." he repeated.
"Just give me a sec, okay? Your hole is really messy back there."
"So what? That is what you're for. Clean it. "
I moved closer, my nose making contact with his crack, and I stuck out my tongue, lapping at his hole. The taste wasn't as bad as I remembered, not like actual poo like last time. The dried bit was the worst, tasting like vinegar and stale milk as I licked it off. Even though I was the one eating it, it was satisfying to see it vanish and his clean skin appear. I sniffed inwards, and due to my nostrils sitting just above his hole, I got the full scent of his sphincter, causing me to flinch away.
"Fuck..."
"What?"
"Your hole really reeks, man."
"So? That's just the smell of a man. Get back in there. "
I clenched my fists and shoved my head back in there, drilling my tongue against his now wet hole, hearing him moan with pleasure. The cheeks of my face, pressed hard against the cheeks of his ass. My mouth and tongue danced, licking him around his damp anus. Suddenly, he let rip.
PFFFTTTTTBBBBRRR! I gulped it down. Farts were almost like breaths of fresh air to me now.
"Yeah. Sniff that, shit breath. Here's another. "
BRRRRRRRTTT!
His asshole flowered open on each expulsion, but I didn't stop. Justin was straining, and I was wondering if he was going to blast some actual solids back at me. Eventually, I got to the dried poop patch clear, mostly letting the wetness of my tongue dissolve it so I could swallow it all. This really was my place. I was good at this. I really got into it now, merrily licking away at Justin's disgusting asshole. Sure, it smelled like a rotting apples, but this was my thing. Justin was loving it too. Not only by the sounds he was making, but the way his knees kept buckling.
"You're such a nasty fuck. Lick my stank fuckin' hole, shitbreath."
As I continued to lick, I reached up and took Justin's hanging sack in my hand. These were Justin's hairy balls in my hand, the ones he had just emptied into me. I could hurt him, I pondered, feeling his heavy nuts inside. I could hurt him. I could hurt him a lot. Just one small move and I could have him on his knees. One scrunch to make up for all his teasing, and name calling. But, no, he was right. He was a man, and this was my place. I could never hurt his manhood like that; that would be wrong. Instead, I gently rolled them in my hands as I continued to clean him, finally placing my lips against his asslips once more, kissing them. Something I figured was a nice final touch.
"All done. " I announced, taking my hands off of him.
Justin turned around and tucked himself back into his jeans, pulling them back up again at least.
"Nice job, shitbreath. I feel as clean as a whistle back there now. "
"Thanks. I try to do it well."
He let me stand up, as he pulled his pants back on. I put my backpack back on as we prepared to go our separate ways.
"Say, I heard your brother mention you wanted to lick other boys as well. Got any in mind? " he asked.
"Not yet. There are so many. "
"Who have you done this for so far?"
"You already know most of them. You, my brother, my friend Toby. And Joey. I want to do more but don't know how. Not without everyone else finding out as well."
"Well, since you helped me out, I'll help you out. If you decide on someone, you just let me know. I can get pretty much anyone you want in here. No questions asked. "
"You'd do that? For me? "
"Sure thing, shitbreath. Being the school bully has its perks, you know. If you give me a name, I'll have them in there with their pants off for you. "
"Wow. Okay, thanks Justin. I will let you know. "
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