I met Omar when I was studying for a master's degree in London. He was the security guard who manned the desk at my student halls of residence. We quickly became friends and would hang out when he had time off work.
Omar was from Pakistan, 20 years old, and about 5'7 tall. He was slim, with a thin but prominent nose, beautiful dark brown eyes, light brown skin, small lips and short black hair. He had a great B.O. stink too. As soon as I saw him I developed a crush on him.
Omar had a cheeky personality. One thing that struck me from the beginning was how open he was about farting, and how often he did so. I was amazed that a such a slim small guy farted so much. Omar enjoyed fanning his farts towards me, grinning as he saw my reaction to his stink. Little did he know how turned on I was by it.
When I finished my course and found a job in Canary Wharf, Omar invited me to live with him in his flat in East London. What I didn't realise, however, was that Omar was an at-home nudist. The first time I arrived there with my bags, he greeted me at the door completely naked. I'd never even seen him shirtless before, let alone naked. He had a slightly hairy chest and hairy legs and arms. He had a huge pubic bush, a large uncut cock, and hairy, large, low hanging balls. I was totally shocked, especially with how big his cock and balls were. "Oh yeah, I like to be naked around the house in summer" he explained as he nonchalantly scratched his balls..."I hope you don't mind". "No, it's cool" I managed to stutter, in a complete daze, unable to avert my eyes from his sweaty junk. He took one of my bags and turned around. He had a surprisingly nice ass considering that he was slim, with a beautifully hairy crack. Just then, he stuck his ass out at me and let out a really loud, long fart, looking back to smile at me and giggle. The stink quickly filled the room. I could tell I was going to have a great time living with him.
Over time, he became even more daring with his farting, like letting rip with his naked ass directly in my face. He would also take a shit in front of me while I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth or washing my face. He would get up off the toilet and proudly show me his shit, which was always impressively big, hard and solid. I noticed he never wiped his ass very well, so I wondered if his underwear would be skidmarked. Sure enough, when I fished some of his dirty underwear out of the laundry basket when he wasn't home, there were large skid marks of dark brown shit in the back of them. I jerked off while I draped them over my nose, breathing in his most private scent.
One Saturday morning, Omar took things to the next level. While I was in bed having a lie-in, Omar came in (naked as usual), stood above me, and squatted his ass directly over my face. I'd never seen his hole before. It was hairy, smeared with shit, and smelled fantastic. Omar's hole wasn't that tight, but had a good amount of loose skin and folds to it. I wondered if anything had ever been up there. He proceeded to fart in my face, just inches from my nose. It was a long fart that really opened his hole and lasted several seconds. Up close, the smell was even more incredible. At this point, I couldn't resist anymore. I threw caution to the wind and started french kissing his hole. Omar moaned in shock and delight, and farted directly into my mouth. The taste was incredible, indescribable. Disgusting but overwhelmingly wonderful at the same time. I knew that things would be totally different from now on, and I couldn't wait for all the nasty adventures we would have together.
Following the rimjob (where he farted several more times into my mouth), he turned around and stuck his massive hard cock in my mouth. His dickhead was coated in a thick layer of cheese, which I devoured hungrily. Omar was close to cumming, when he told me to stop. He then invited me into the bathroom. He told me to take my clothes off and lay in the bathtub. He squatted over my chest, and I knew what was coming. I was hard as a rock and leaking precum. He let out a loud smelly fart, and then his hole expanded incredibly wide. Omar's dark brown shit slowly snaked out, landing on my chest. It was a huge, thick, solid load, and it smelled great. He then turned around, facing me, and sat on my dick. I fucked like I've never fucked before. This was my ultimate fantasy come true, and it was a blur of total ecstacy. The smell of his shit, the feel of his warm tight ass, the sound of his voice as he moaned. The orgasm was the best of my life, and it felt like I spurted gallons of cum up his ass. When I came, Omar did too, without touching himself, and his huge load landed on my face and chest. After we caught our breath, he came off my dick, turned around and stuck his hole on my lips, farting my own cum (and some of his shit and blood) into my mouth. While he did that, he sucked the leftover shit off my still-hard dick. Omar then turned around and pissed on my face and in my mouth. It was my first time drinking piss, and it tasted wonderful. It was hot, dark yellow, and there was a lot of it. Finally, he stuck his finger into his shit, picking up a small clump, and offered it to me. It tasted great: sweet and bitter with a gritty texture.
After we cleaned up, we lay in bed and cuddled. Omar then had a naughty idea: he told me to open my mouth, then he closed one of his nostrils and positioned his nose over my tongue. He blew a huge load of chunky yellow-green snot inside my mouth. Then he did it with the other nostril. We kissed, sharing the salty mucous between our tongues.
It was the best day of my life. I'd wondered a lot about what it would be like to have sex with Omar, and how dirty it would be. I thought there'd at least be some farting involved, but I never imagined how far into the world of raunch he would take me. I'd experienced Omar's body in the most intimate of ways, and I felt so honoured and lucky. But I knew that the next time we had sex, I would want to go even further...
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