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It was the early nineties, and I was at the beach, kids playing, the sun blasting, a world devoid of cell phones and large crowds. I was visiting the public bathrooms to relieve myself, the old, gritty concrete facilities smelling like a mix of salty ocean and stale urinal cakes. It was a wilder time. Years of graffiti coated the wall in front of me, covered in slurs and phone numbers, a crude artist's canvas adorned in scribbles of cocks and tits of all kinds.
As my piss continued to rumble down the metal urinal in front, one of the kids from outside joined me at my side. There was a skater park adjacent to the beach, and I recognised him as one of them; at around 14 years old, his multicoloured board shorts and unruly skater-boy hair contrasted the less lively look he wore on his face.
With my bladder emptied, I zipped my jeans back up and glanced at the grim-looking boy who stood beside me. His young eyes met mine briefly before returning to the graffiti-covered wall in front of him, then back down to his shorts, trying to attend to his business.
"Hey.." I asked, attempting to strike up a conversation. "Here for a leak?"
"What does it look like?" the kid grumbled, his attention more focused on his task, his hand hiding himself from view.
I chuckled, appreciating the bluntness of the young skater. "Fair enough," I replied, moving to the wash basin. "Having trouble getting started, though?"
"Shut up.." he shot back. "It's hard to go when creepo's like you are hanging around trying to look."
His long hair shielded his face as he tried to push me out of his thoughts. A lack of a pee stream and the occasional jiggles of his hands told me he wasn't having much luck getting started. Up until now, he had taken great care to hide his young cock from me, but being the man I am, I was determined to get a look at it. Reaching into my back pocket, I decided to take a seldom-had chance.
"Maybe you should use the lavatory back there? Maybe more privacy could help?"
"You mean sit and piss like a girl?" he shot back.
"Well, you could still stand if you want. But my friend Benjamin and I here would love to watch," I said, offering him a crisp $50 bill."
"Fuck off," the boy shot back, despite one hundred bucks meaning a lot back then. "I knew you were weird."
"What if I make it a Benjamin? " I offered. "I won't touch you. I only want to see you do it."
The boy was suspicious, but $100 was a lot of money back then. His desperate face looked at my money and then down at himself. His expression told me his bladder was already full to bursting at the seams, but my presence and our conversation were making it impossible for him to find relief.
"Make it $150, " he demanded.
"Phew! Expensive kid, huh? Alright, $150 it is. But I get to see you sit and shit as well."
"What the fuck?! Gross! What if I don't need to?"
"You can at least try."
Despite his reservations, moments later, I found myself standing next to the said boy inside the safety of an oversized cubicle. I closed and locked the door behind us, and while we exchanged pleasantries, I learned his name was Jaden, while mine was Greg.
"I'm gunna try and piss again first. I'm busting."
"Go on then," I said back.
I stood against the door as Jaden dropped his shorts and underwear to the floor, showing me what I had paid for. Jaden turned so that he was side-on, and with his clothes out of the way, I had a clear view of his long, slender boy appendage. Despite looking only 14, he had a tiny dusting of blond pubes above the root of his cock and a couple of grazes on his knees, likely from his time skating. In one clean motion, he turned and sat back on the toilet seat in front of me, denying my chance to look at his ass. Defiantly but determined, he glared back up at me, a little more shameful than it was outside.
"Happy?" he scolded, his legs framing his nice cock, which dipped down toward the bowl in front. "Can you see enough?"
I nodded as Jaden settled into his shameful chore. It seemed he was still pee-shy, but after a bit of pushing, his pooting behind suggested he was packing something back there after all.
"Yeah. That's hot," I encouraged, smelling the farty shift in the air.
Jayden's red face deepened as I sniffed his brew. He pushed a few more putters from his teen hole, the lingering smell of salty boy farts joining our limited space. His face was near crimson as he bore down, his grunts and the wet slapping of a fresh turd emerging, the splash against the water beneath him, signalling success.
"There...," Jayden panted. "I took a shit."
The pungent, spicy scent of his first shit heralded his success, the offensive dark of his movement filling the air around us. From above, I had the bird's eye view beyond his thighs, a small brown floating battleship lurking in the waters below. I basked in the stink his little shitter had provided us, a gentle trickle of pee suggesting he had also just managed to piss as well.
"Nice..." I encouraged.
"Um, yeah..."
His stream rumbled against the porcelain sides, the trickling sound of his cock water meeting the tainted water below. Relief crossed Jayden's face as he emptied himself, his salty brine joining the dark, musty smell emanating from the bowel water. Eventually, his flow stopped and he gave himself a shake, dabbing the last few drops from the end of his foreskin slit.
"Can I get a closer look?" I asked after he was done. "I promise I mess with you."
"Fine, go on then."
I crumpled down against the hard concrete floor and shimmied up between his knees. Jayden watched me intently; his face screwed with disgust as I carefully dunked my head down between the narrow space within his bare legs. Jayden's personal dirty smell reeked from between his thighs, a brown mass in the water evidence of his recent stinky expulsion. My eyes watered as I looked between his hairless legs, a mass floating in a pool of yellow liquid, a droplet of pee still clinging to the end of his swirled foreskin. Of course, with his penis only inches away, I took the opportunity to take an up-close look at that, too, taking in it hanging softly there against a pair of larger-than-average bright pink balls.
"Smell good?" Jayden asked.
"Yeah..sure does."
I drew in his scent, taking deep breaths of his fourteen-year-old stink, hovering around us like a blanket across my skin. I felt drawn to it, lowering my head closer still to the water and closer to the source of the stench. I hadn't realised how far I had gone when I felt Jayden scissor his legs around my head. Holding me in the bowl below, Jaden blasted another fart from his hot ass, the sound echoing like a symphony as it bounced off the toilet walls. A warm, doughy heat radiated from his asshole; the odour of rancid eggs flooding my breathing air as I groaned with delight.
"I'm going to do another shit," Jayden announced in the fresh air as I remained trapped in his pit of stench. Moments later, I was joined by another brown log appearing at the top of my vision, slithering its reeking shitty smell as it lazily slopped into the shitty piss water just below my face.
"Fuck, Jayden, it's so good down here. Got anymore?"
"Nah. I'm definitely done now."
I took a deep breath, saturating myself with the smells of his fourteen-year-old body. His rank shit, his piss, his open asshole and his preteen cock and balls all mixed together like a foul-smelling cake. Could I have been harming my lungs with the toxic air? Maybe. But I didn't care. I was sniffing a kid's shit, and I'd never been so high.
"Want me to clean you?" I heard myself ask.
"You mean you want to lick my ass?"
"Fuck yeah, I do."
"How much more money you got?"
"$50. That's all I got left."
"Alright, $50. But you gotta blow me after too."
Jaden finally let me free, only to turn and present his dirty ass to me, pulling his little cheeks apart to show off his brown-streaked crack. Remaining on my knees, I couldn't get my face in there quick enough, running my tongue up the middle of his valley, my mouth immediately tasting an explosion of Jaden flavour. Jaden's ass was coated in spicy leftovers, my tongue becoming smeared in all that was left, a gritty, earthy texture, delicious and rare. I hungrily snorted his boy crack through my nose as I greedily cleaned his shit bits, his ass still humming with the smell of leftovers despite appearing clean.
"Stick your tongue up my ass," Jaden commanded with his lukewarm pubertic voice. "Shove it up there and suck out my dirty hole. Oh fuck yeh."
Slippery but surely, I folded my tongue and pushed it past his ring, my taste buds flooded with the iron copper flavours of his insides. Never before had anyone feasted on this young boy's asshole, and I was honoured to be the first to examine his uniqueness. Jaden gasped and moaned around my tongue, his heat in my mouth, and his feet on his tiptoes as I drove myself deeper into that filthy crease. My tongue whirled, looking for any last fragments, my lungs sucking on his opening, hoping for any last dregs.
"Fuck, that feels so good, " Jaden groaned. "Fuck, quick, suck my cock, I'm almost gunna cum from you doing that."
I pulled my head away, Jaden presenting his cock, the wispy curls at the base all but hidden by his boastful erection. Skater-boy sex oozed from his penis as I swallowed him whole, my lips brushing against his meagre strands of hair.
"Oh fuck," Jaden moaned again. "Suck my cock, perv. Suck it hard."
His hands grabbed my scalp, his hips jabbing his cock at my throat with a primal boy need. The thoughts of whether he could cum would soon be answered, his balls no longer slapping my chin from his vigour. Suddenly, he held me still, my lips flush with his groin. I could feel his penis rippling, throbbing in time with his heartbeat as he injected me with his fresh boy cum.
"Ohhhh Fuuuuck!" He cried, a decent amount of boy cum puddling in my mouth.
I let him steam his warm cock in my mouth till he was ready, his cock soft and sleeping by the time he pulled it out and back into his shorts.
"Here's your money," I said, passing the notes to him.
"Thanks.." he said, his horny satisfied mind catching back up with what he had just done.
"Don't worry about it," I chuckled. "No one needs to know. I'm just on holiday here, so it's just between you and me."
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