Poor Little Shit Boy

Poor Little Shit Boy

By

Toby Tyler

(MBb, incest, oral, piss, scat, bd, submission)

The story is completely fiction. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal to read it, then shame on you! If you enjoyed my story, you can check out some of my other stories on Nifty: Seventh Grade Foot Slave, Fucked-Up Kid, Brother Sucker, Scat Boy For Pay, Zack In The Box and Urinal Boy. I love to hear from my readers. You can email me at Tobyt_yler@yahoo.com, and please remember to mention the title of the story in the subject line.

Poor Little Shit Boy

Chapter 12

Cody was excited. "Hey, did I tell you my dad commissioned John Currin to paint a family portrait for us?"

Even though Noah hadn't heard of John Currin, he assumed that he must have been another one of those famous artists whose work Cody's father collected. "No, you didn't. That's really cool, though. Do you have to pose for it?"

"Not really. He's mostly working from photographs. Hey, what the heck is this?" Cody complained, pointing at the food the lunch ladies were dishing out. "Twenty-seven thousand dollars a year and they're serving us hot dogs and sauerkraut?!!"

"The menu said `German Sausage Platter'. I don't know what you're complaining about – they've got potato pancakes, too, and they look really good!"

"Sure you don't want to go to McDonalds again? Maybe we'll run into your friend!"

"Shut up!"

"Just kidding. Anyway, the painting's almost done, and I think it's gonna be real good. I can't wait to show it to you!"

"Look at the picture! Isn't it awesome?" Cody said eagerly as he unveiled the new Muck family portrait, as painted by famous artist John Currin.

Noah looked at the painting in amazement. It was very well painted, but from the moment he saw it he knew there was something very wrong.

It took Noah a few moments to take in the painting fully. It showed Mr. Muck in a large chair with Cody sitting on his lap. The way Cody was sitting, it looked like Mr. Muck had his hand underneath the boy's butt. Noah realized that it was definitely the artist's intention to make the portrait look like a ventriloquist and his dummy, and the effect was very sinister.

In the picture there was also a second boy standing behind them, with one arm around Cody and the other arm around Mr. Muck. Who is this other boy? Noah wondered. As far as Noah knew, Cody didn't have a brother. And it definitely wasn't one of the twins. But the boy in the picture seemed a little bit TOO familiar. Then it dawned on Noah who the boy in the picture was.

"Uh, Cody?" Noah asked nervously.

"So whaddya think?"

"Well, um, it's great. It's just that, um, why am I in YOUR family portrait?"

"Well, uh, you know," Cody shrugged it off, "you're kinda like family to us, if you know what I mean."

Noah was perplexed. "I'm really glad you see it that way, Cody, but I already have my own family."

"Then why are you sleeping over my house at least three nights a week?"

"Cuz you're my boyfriend. And cuz your dad's really cool."

"Noah?"

"Yeah?"

Cody didn't say a word. He simply pointed to his fly and Noah knew what to do. He got on his knees, unzipped Cody's trousers and put the boy's cock in his mouth. He waited patiently for Cody to relieve himself and swallowed every drop.

The boys were now at a point in their relationship where it was understood that they were not to use the bathroom for pissing if they were together. And when Mr. Muck was around the boys took turns drinking the man's piss.

When Noah stood up again, Cody grinned. "You ready to help me shoot my next video?"

Noah had no idea what Cody had in mind. At that point Noah would have agreed to anything Cody asked, just to get away from that creepy picture. The two boys went up to Cody's room.

"Cody, what's up with these outfits in your videos?" Noah asked when he saw what Cody had on for the video shoot. Cody was wearing a white sport coat and a pink carnation, and nothing else.

"Carson and Justin are my wardrobe guys. They help me put outfits like this together."

"Well, that figures. Not that there's really much to put together there."

"Check this out!" Cody said excitedly, running to his closet. "Justin designed my outfit for the Circle of Friends video." He pulled out a long black robe and held it up for Noah to see.

"It looks like a wizard's robe. You think you're gonna be Harry Potter or something?"

"Hey, that's an idea! Maybe I'll use it with the vibrating broomstick!" Cody laughed. "No, it's not a Harry Potter robe. Can't you see it's different? Justin modeled it after the robes the members of the Process Church of the Final Judgment wore."

"Where do you come up with this stuff? Did I ever tell you that you scare me sometimes?"

"I scared the hell out of you the first time you came over here," Cody smiled, kissing Noah on the cheek. "With the nose picking video. But you keep coming back for more, don't you?"

"Okay, okay. What is this Circle of Friends video supposed to be about? You're always talking about it but you never told me what it's about."

"Well, it's like about religious cults and stuff. I'm gonna be a cult leader."

"Oh, great! Just what we need! The cult of Cody Muck!"

"It's gonna be like a UFO cult. I'm gonna be a cult leader and we'll all be waiting for the saucers to come in this big crop circle out on a farm somewhere. Beam me up, Scotty! It's gonna be my first big budget production!"

Noah was exasperated. "Cody, can't you even be remotely normal? Just a little bit? You always embarrass me in front of my friends and everyone thinks you're a creep!"

Cody put the cult leader robe away, approached Noah from behind and embraced him, kissing his boyfriend on the neck. "I told you the first day you met me that I'm an artist. What did you expect?"

"Yeah, but I figured that you just did watercolors or something normal like that!"

Cody gently nuzzled Noah's hair. "So are you gonna help me with today's video or what?"

"Yeah, I guess. But could you at least put some pants on before we start shooting?"

"It wouldn't make any sense if I wore pants."

"Okay, but why the Vaseline? Vaseline's gross. Why don't you use some of the lubricants they make at your father's factory?"

"Vaseline has, you know, uh, historical significance. And Matthew Barney uses it in his videos, so I'm gonna use it in mine. So there!"

"Who's Matthew Barney again?"

"You know who he is. He did the Cremaster videos. You watched them all with me."

"Oh yeah. Those were weird."

Cody grabbed the Vaseline and sat on the edge of the bed, holding the jar in his lap. "Okay, Noah, put the camera on me. This video's gonna be called Fitting In."

"Oh brother!"

Noah could see where this was going. Cody – no pants – Vaseline – `Fitting In' – it could only mean one thing! He turned the camera on and pressed record.

As the camera was running, Cody started to talk. His speech and gestures were awkward and he looked around his bedroom nervously. Noah understood full well that this was part of Cody's act. As he talked, Cody displayed the Vaseline jar prominently in his lap, hiding his cock and balls with it.

"Hi, um, this is Cody here, uh, again. I was thinking, you see, how like sometimes I feel like no one really understands me. You know, like I don't, uh, really FIT IN."

Cody ran his hand nervously through his hair. Even though Noah knew that Cody was acting, he felt bad for the boy; because he knew that what Cody was saying was true. Cody continued with his awkward, mumbling monologue.

"So like, I uh started thinking, um, I started thinking about fitting in, about trying to find the perfect fit. Cuz sometimes I feel like Goldilocks, like um, things are either too big or two small, but it's hard to find something that's just right. So today I'm gonna, um, try to find one thing in my life, you know, that fits perfectly." Then he held up the jar of Vaseline. "That's what this is for. Cuz you know, my daddy taught me this saying. He said, uh, `Son, always remember that long or short, thick or thin', uh, I can't remember how the rest of it goes but he like basically said just use Vaseline. So here goes."

Noah followed Cody, keeping the camera on him as the boy looked around the room for a bit. Then he picked up a black magic marker from his desk, opened the jar of Vaseline and began to lube up the marker. Then he got on the bed with his ass up in the air. Noah zoomed in on Cody's rosy puckered boy hole as Cody began to gently insert the pen into his anus.

"Mmm, see, that's not a perfect fit at all. Goes in way too easily. A perfect fit should have just the right amount of resistance!"

Noah continued to film Cody shoving various objects into his asshole, including a toy rocket, the end of a hockey stick, part of a small TV remote control, a battery, the head of an action figure, as much of a soda bottle as he could fit in, a paintbrush handle, a hair brush, the end of a loaded water-pistol that he squirted inside himself, the head of a rubber chicken, a toy flute, a whiffleball bat (which didn't fit at all), a large crayon, a video game joystick, and a toy microphone.

As Cody inserted each object, he carefully described the sensations, explaining why it didn't quite fit perfectly. After he pulled the shitty microphone out of his ass, he gestured for Noah to cut. Noah paused the camcorder.

Noah was exasperated. "If you really just wanna shove stuff up your ass today, why not just make a porno?"

"Cuz that's not really creative, is it? But we sure could make some good porn if you wanted to be my co-star!"

"There's no way I'm going on camera!"

"Then suit yourself. C'mon, let's see what we can find in the kitchen!"

When they got to the kitchen, Cody lay on his back on the kitchen table with his legs up and ass exposed as Noah selected various fruits and vegetables from the refrigerator. Noah then filmed Cody experimented with inserting the following things into his anus, each smeared with liberal amounts of Vaseline: a carrot, a stalk of celery, a hot dog, a banana, several grapes, a cucumber and a zucchini.

Then they moved onto kitchen implements, most notably a turkey baster and a plastic lemon reamer. Cody was particularly fond of the stimulating effect of the lemon reamer in his ass.

"Thanks, Noah. I think this video's gonna be a winner!"

For the final scene, the boys returned to Cody's bedroom. Cody had decided that the finale would involve him jerking off with the end of the Harry Potter Vibrating Broomstick in his ass.

Cody's dad had had a hard time finding the vibrating broomstick since it had been recalled by the toy manufacturer. Although Cody had played with it several times, he kept it in the original box. For this video shoot, he decided to wrap it up like a gift and place it on his bed.

Cody's idea for the final scene was this: Noah would film him coming back to his room, still wearing only the white sport coat, which was now stained with Vaseline and Cody's ass juice. Then he would find the package on his bed and excitedly open it.

Noah started taping. Cody entered the room, looking dejected. "I tried everything, but nothing seems to fit. Oh well, that's life I guess. Wait a second! What's this? A present? What could it be?"

Cody excitedly hopped onto the bed and began to untie the bow on the present and tear into the wrapping paper. He pulled the broomstick out of the box, carefully inspecting the end that he was about to shove into his ass.

"Could it be? Yes, I think it just might be! The perfect fit!"

Cody turned on the vibrating broomstick, smeared Vaseline on it and got on all fours. Holding the camera with one hand, Noah held onto the bristle end of the broom with his other hand as Cody slowly guided it into his ass.

At that point Cody's ass had been spread open quite a bit, and it took in the end of the broomstick very easily. Cody got himself hard and began jacking himself off. Noah moved the camera under Cody's legs to get a better view of both the penetration and Cody's cock and balls.

It didn't take Cody long to cum. He exaggerated his moans for effect and when he shot his load, still only a few tiny boy squirts, he shouted "Ah yes! The perfect fit!"

He pulled the broomstick end out of his ass and shut off the vibrator. Then he smiled at the camera. "Well, it looks like I finally found something that fits in! Okay Noah, cut! That's a wrap!"

Noah had just spent over an hour filming Cody shoving things into his butt, and he was now horny as hell. Cody noticed Noah's hard-on and began rubbing it through his jeans.

"Why don't you fuck me, Noah? I'm pretty nicely opened up now."

But that wasn't what Noah was thinking of. "You know, Cody, it looked like you were having a lot of fun. I kind of want to try putting some stuff in my ass, too."

"Well, I got dildos and butt plugs if you want to try them. Hey wait a minute! Let's go back to the kitchen! I want you to try the lemon reamer! That felt really good!"

The boys returned to the kitchen and Cody took the lemon reamer out of the sink. It was still smeared with Vaseline and Cody's shit. "I think I'm gonna keep this in my room. I mean, how often do I see my dad reaming a lemon? Almost never! I might as well be reaming myself with it!"

They went back to Cody's room. Noah took off his jeans and underwear and got on the bed, preparing himself to be reamed by Cody's reamer.

"Hey wait a second," Noah said. "Aren't you gonna wash that off before you put it in my ass? It's got your shit all over it!"

"So?"

"So it's unsanitary!"

"Noah, what are you talking about? I eat your shit. You drink my piss and if you're in the mood you eat some of my shit sometimes. And you've started eating my dad's shit."

"Well yeah, but still I can only get a little bit down without gagging. It still makes me want to throw up."

"My point is you're becoming a filthy shit eater like me and all of a sudden now you start worrying about what's sanitary!"

"I dunno, Cody. I worry about this stuff sometimes."

Cody handed the reamer to Noah. "Well why don't you lick it clean, then?"

For some strange reason, the thought of licking the shitty lemon reamer seemed less disgusting to Noah than putting the dirty reamer in his ass. He licked the shit off the reamer slowly, like he was licking an ice cream cone. He noted that Cody's shit tasted particularly sweet that day. The more he licked, the harder and harder his erection got.

Noah began to realize that it was a lot easier for him to ease into shit eating slowly. Lying down under the rim chair waiting for Cody or Mr. Muck to drop a load into his mouth was still too much for him. He felt sometimes that Cody was pushing him a bit too fast. But licking Cody's shit off the lemon reamer was a very pleasurable experience.

"How do you like it, Noah?"

"Your shit tastes better than usual today, but I'm not too keen on the aftertaste of the Vaseline."

"Oh well, at least the Vaseline's just kind of bland."

"Yeah, I can deal with it."

Noah struggled to get his clothing off and Cody finally removed his soiled sport coat. The two boys climbed onto the bed and Noah got on all fours. He continued to lick the reamer clean as Cody began rimming his ass. First Cody kissed and nuzzled Noah's hole for a bit, then he stuck his tongue deep inside.

Noah felt his asshole open up as Cody's warm, moist tongue began to work its magic. "I'm glad you don't wipe yourself as clean as you used to," Cody commented. "It was so boring licking a clean ass all the time."

"I keep it nice and dirty for you! Ooh, that feels good! Here's the reamer. You can stick it in now."

Cody took the reamer, which was already shiny with Noah's saliva, and spat on it for good measure before he gently nudged the tip into Noah's waiting hole.

"How is it?" Cody asked.

"A little uncomfortable. But that's cuz it's plastic. It doesn't go in nice and smooth like your dick. But I'm ok. You can stick it in some more."

"I've got butt plugs if you want to try one of them."

"Nah. Let's keep using the reamer. I think it's kinda fun to be using something from the kitchen as a sex toy. Besides, I like saying the word `reamer'."

"Reamer!" Cody giggled. "Reamed by the reamer!"

"No, no, don't go in any further. That's as far as I want it right now."

Cody had shoved the reamer in most of the way, and Noah's hole was dilated as far as he felt comfortable. Cody slowly pulled the reamer out. The ridges of the reamer were filled with Noah's shit. Cody found himself getting hard again as he put the reamer in his mouth and sucked all of the boy shit off it before inserting the reamer again.

He pulled the reamer out slowly again, and there was more of Noah's shit on it. He handed the reamer to Noah. "Here, taste yourself," he said.

Noah sucked his own shit off the reamer and handed it back to Cody for re-entry. The boys played with the reamer for about a half an hour, sticking it in each other's holes, licking it clean and then re-inserting it. The reamer was ideal for their play because every time it came out of one of the boys' holes, the ridges would catch a fair amount of shit for the boys to lick off.

"Cody, I wanna cum," Noah finally said.

"How do you want to cum," Cody asked. "You wanna fuck me, or you wanna get fucked?"

Noah looked into Cody's eyes, and then at the boy's shit-stained lips. "No. I want you to kiss me," he said. "I wanna taste my shit on your tongue."

"Sounds good to me," Cody grinned. The two boys snuggled onto the bed together and began to make out very sloppily. Noah paid special attention to licking Cody's shitty lips, and Cody sucked on Noah's tongue. The tongue sucking drove Noah wild. Cody grabbed Noah's cock and began jerking the boy off. Noah did the same for Cody.

As the two boys came closer to climax, Cody wrapped his lips around Noah's tongue tighter than ever. He closed his eyes and sucked the boy's tongue as hard as he could. Noah went off like a rocket. Cody shot his second load of the day soon after. The boys licked each other clean. Another fun day of play was over.

To Be Continued