ROVING REPORTER--Part 7
Now, we all know Central Park is a dangerous place at night. But besides the muggings and rapes, things happen in the bushes. We caught this winsome young fellow on his knees doing some peeping. Looks like he's got his finger down the back of his pants. Gee, I wonder what he might be feeling back there! Sure seems to be some rapid digital movement going on, hunh? Whoops, he seems to be getting up. Yep, he's heading out of the brush, toward the leather- jacketed punk leaning against a bench with a long droopy cock hanging out of his pants.
"Um, HI! I'll...uh...give you twenty bucks if I can suck it."
"Wha? How long you been there? Hmmm. Where's the dough?"
"Here...take it. Can I suck it, now?"
The punk grabbed the twenty then reluctantly handed it back. "Naw, you don't wanna. I'm drained. Besides, I can't get it up."
"YES! YES I DO!" He thrust the bill back at the other boy, urging him to take it. He quickly dropped to his knees and pressed his face toward the guy's crotch. But the punk pushed him back.
"I said you don't wanna! Believe me. I just fucked a black boy up the ass, kid!"
"I know! Please let me suck it!" he begged.
"Hunh?!! You nuts? Maybe I got some, uh, niggershit on it!"
"I don't care," the boy said calmly, "I still wanna suck it."
"You like my cock that much!"
"Well, it'sa...it'sa nice cock. But..." he gulped, "I saw you fucking him. I want the taste of his asshole from your cock!"
"What?!! You mean it's his niggerscum you're after? Niggershit?"
"Yeah! But you don't hafta call him that, do you?"
"Just lettin' you know. I think the kid's hot looking ...I fucked him, didn't I? He's pretty. Especially that slick ebony ass of his! If you wanna taste it so bad, why don't you go running after him? Tell him you wanna suck my cream out of his ass."
"I've tried that. He won't let me. He says I'm... filthy! Just cause I wanna suck his ass after he gets fucked! He...he calls me a dirty shiteater!"
"Yeah? Are you?"
"Uh, I am now...kinda. I'm so turned on to him, I've been going around following him. He likes to get fucked, and every time I watch, I ask the other guy if I can lick his cock clean. Sometimes there's some shit on it, but it just makes me go even crazier! I don't mind shit if I can get a taste of his assjuice! You...you got some on your cock, still. Can I lick it off?"
"Hey, baby, go to it! Here, lick off anything you can find. Might want to suck my nuts, too. I was really pounding it up his ass, and he was sloppin' it all over me! Just gonna hafta wipe it on my shorts, anyway."
The boy got up from the ground and lapped all over the moist, floppy cock, delighting in the musky flavor that covered the huge organ. The guy dropped his pants so the boy could get at his balls, too. He soon had him all cleaned up.
"You only suck niggershit, or you wanna rim my ass out? I love a guy to suck on my asshole." He turned and offered his buttocks.
"Sure...why not? I like to rim. But it ain't 'niggershit' I like. I just like HIM! He's so hot!"
"Doncha...doncha wanna jack off or somethin' while you rim me? Go ahead, pull your prick out."
"OK." He fiddled in his pants and drew out a rigid boner he began to stroke as he put his face to the punk's bottom. He drew back immediately. "JEEZ! YOU REALLY STINK! DON'T YOU EVER WIPE YOUR ASS?"
"Hey, kid. This is the park, and I'm a stud. Guys suck me, and come around to get fucked by my big dick. Especially your pretty niggerboy! If a guy wants to lick my ass, he takes it like it is. I keep it smelly cause that's the way they like it best. I'm not kidding. Guys tell me to keep it dirty. Makes 'em feel nastier knowing they're cleaning shit off my hole! Let's put it this way: I come out here with a dirty asshole...but I never go home with one. Now you wanna lick it clean, or do I find somebody else to do it?"
All this time the boy had been sniffing the punk's greasy anus. Finally, he sighed, "I'll...I'll lick it," and put his tongue to it.
"Yeah, lick me. Every fag licks me. You like it?"
"Mmmm. You...you taste good."
"Better than the niggerboy's shit?"
"Almost. At least you'll let me. Can I pull it open?"
"Let you? Hell, kid, lay down. I'll sit it on your face so you can scoop me out. Don't matter to me...I'll shit in a fag's mouth if he wants me to. Here, let me pull my pants off." He did so, and quickly settled down on the boy's face and glanced side to side. "Uh, anybody around? Here, suck out my shithole, kid, and hold your prick up. I'll suck your knob for you." He bent down and took the boy's prick in his mouth. He nursed it gingerly while licking on the shaft. Then he pulled up. "Hey, uh, listen. I think I gotta shit. Lemme shit in your mouth and I'll blow ya, okay?"
The boy pulled his tongue from the gaping anus. "NO! B- but...you can shit...just not in my mouth, alright? D-do it on my face while you suck me, an...an' I'll lick it!"
"DEAL! I SHIT...YOU LICK...I BLOW, OK?"
"OK!"
He licked around the smelly, expanding opening...licked on the emerging turd...and shot down the guy's throat! The punk gulped and slurped and started pissing while he shit! He didn't care...he pissed all over the kid and drank his cum down. He loved being raunchy, and this was HOT!
Stinking at the crotch...and the mouth...the kid left the clearing happier than when he'd entered. The smile on his face was suddenly wiped off as he bumped into the gorgeous black kid!
"Guess I teased you too long, hunh?"
"Wha...hunh?"
"Would you have done that to me?" he asked.
The boy stared in astonishment and confusion, but softly gasped, "I'll do it right now if you want...I'll do it any time! Even in my mouth! Oh! Especially in my mouth! I...I..."
"Want me?"
"M-more than that. I...I love you!"
"Sheesh! Crazy white kid!" He wrapped his arm around the boy. "Come on, let's go back to my place. You like to fuck? Don't matter, I'll get ya to like it. Let's go lick some assholes and see what develops!"
"Y-you mean it?" the boy gushed excitedly.
"Sure. Gots ta get me a taste o' white boy's shit! But one thing. If you decide you like mine, you don' go tastin' nobody else's shit from now on. You got that?"
"Yes. But I already know I like how you taste. I've..."
"I know, I know. I've been watching you cleaning those dirty dicks come outta muh ass. Filthy little white honky boy, you are!"
The boy smiled. "With a powerful hunger for your tasty niggershit!"
"Now you're talkin'! Let's go lick some turds!"
NEXT WEEK
Folks, this week we have a very special treat. At least I hope so. Henry Robinson contacted our office, in a fit of rage I might add. He's agreed to an on-air interview and we've sent our Bugcam there for a live hookup. Henry? Henry, are you there?
"Yeah, I'm here Tom."
"Good evening. Henry, I understand you're a bit perturbed about our recent broadcasts."
"Perturbed, Tom? I'd like to come over there and pound the everloving SHIT out of you!"
"Nice choice of words, Henry. I'm absolutely sure you would!"
"Now listen, you exploitive scum-sucking creep! You invaded my privacy, and the privacy of my family!"
"Weee certainly did, Henry! Highest ratings we've ever had, too! You're celebrities, you know."
"Not by choice!"
"Henry. Uh, may I call you Hank?"
"Absolutely not! Now I agreed to this, reluctantly, but I want you to know that it will in no way hinder my impend- ing lawsuit!"
"Well, good luck, Henry. But you know the Supreme Court has made it clear that..."
"My lawsuit will be in regards to your distributing that awful video tape of highlights, 'The Shit Family Robinson'! Have you no shame?"
"Henry, Henry. Leave us not throw stones. Regardless of all that, you have to admit your bizarre activities have been chronicled, and you're the big hit on Manhattan Cable right now. We understand you've viewed the tapes of the shows we sent. Your reaction?"
"Well...I guess they speak for themselves. Denial would be idiotic."
"And, rather humorous. Henry, we see the whole family's there, ineluding your butler Fuller, your housekeeper Conchita, and even that big-donged bellboy, Armando."
"HI, TOM! Gee, are we really on TV?!"
"Good evening, Armando. You've been having quite a time with this family, haven't you?"
"Oh yeah! Course you gotta realize that it's only cause they pay me...those things I did..."
"Sure, kid. Keep your illusions. You could make a bundle with that prick."
"Heh! Heh! I am, Tom! Junior and the old man love my cock 'n turds, and the Missus likes a taste now and then. And..."
"Are you still licking assholes and sucking cock, Armando?"
"Um...well it's all part of the job, Tom. I certainly wouldn't want my mom to think..."
"He's full of shit, Tom! Nice shit, but full of it! The way he's been sucking cock you'd think he was born with a pecker in his mouth!"
"Who's that?"
"It's me, Hugh." The Bugcam moved around to junior.
"Hugh. Well, you certainly should know. We've seen you eat it. Is it true you're not disturbed about our show?"
"No. I thought it was great! I'm gonna buy my own copy of the tape. Ever since Dad taught me how to love eating shit, I've been going crazy! And we all get along so good. Dad says I'm not a snot-nosed little brat anymore."
"Just a little brown-noser, I see. And still a bit gritty around the teeth, too."
"Oh that? Sorry, Fuller shit in my mouth before the show. Guess I didn't brush good enough!" He fingered the smeared shit off his nose.
"Speaking of Fuller, can we get the butler on camera?"
"I am here, Mr. Pepper."
"Peeper. Tom Peeper. But tell us, Fuller. How do you and Conchita handle this strange family?"
"Usually with our hands, unfortunately. Filthy lot, but you're a prime example of what people will do for money, aren't you, Tom?"
"Oh, my! The snotty butler! Taking care of those hemmorhoids, Fuller? I understand Armando's been reaming your hole lately."
"For the family's pleasure. They enjoy cleaning him in that manner."
"Ah, shit-coated, hunh? We realize Conchita is mute. Is she happy?"
"Mr. Peeper, as long as she has a turd in her mouth, the girl is quite delirious. While the rest may be inhib- ited knowing they are on camera, I'm quite sure that if someone...anyone...were to present her with an anus at this moment, she would immediately be on her knees!"
"Well...we have time!"
"Oh, no! Oh, no! Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Peeper, but we're planning on a little soiree later on, now that we have everyone together."
"Mrs. Robinson, good evening. You don't seem quite as upset as your husband about all this. Is that true?"
"Well, pay no attention to him, Tom. In spite of his rantings, Henry has played those tapes over and over. I honestly believe that more turds have been dropped and gobbled up since they arrived than ever before! He's not as annoyed as he puts on, he merely feels that we should receive some compensation for their distribution. I must agree that perhaps it would be fair. Don't you think so?"
"Yes! That is the way I feel, Tom. Our family has been defamed by your show and our personal predilections have been exposed. I feel that we should be compensated for the profits you'll make."
"Henry, I'm glad you feel that way. The producers have authorized me to make a tentative offer to you and your entire group. We're a small, local operation, Henry, but we have been in contact with ClericPorn, Inc., the distribu- tion outlet of the Vatican, distributor of those popular series, "Priests and Altar Boys," "Nuns and Noviciates," and the masturbation videos "Bones Under the Robes." Truth to tell, Henry, they feel the running time is a little short right now for any massive sales, particularly in the second-world countries. However, they would be more interested if we were able to add more footage. Now, surprise of all surprises, we actually have two Bugcams on your premises, and we've been noticing at lot of groping going on there from our other monitor."
"Tom...you're a slimeball! I let Conchita, slut that she is, finger my asshole all this time, but I never thought...well, I should have known, I guess. What's your deal?"
"Lights, cameras, action! You're already planning a group grope, why not let us catch it all and add it on? The Vatican would love it."
"Well...hey, anybody here gonna be inhibited if they keep these fuckin' little bugs buzzing around tonight?"
"No!...Naw!...Show 'em my big dick again!...No, sir, not in the least. We've already been preserved for posterity...what's another turd?"
"Guess so, Tom. Conchita doesn't seem to mind, either, Fuckin' cunt's licking shit from her finger already!"
"Henry? Might we be able to see some piss drinking tonight?"
"Well, our daughter's asleep right now, Tom, but I suppose we could bring her out and I could lick her pussy. Perhaps she'll need to go."
"Her. Anyone. Preferably a pussy though, Henry. There's a feeling more balance might be more popular for general distribution."
"Sure, Tom. Nina, I guess you're elected. Conchita's all pissed out for the moment...that's what I have in my glass. Little vodka, little cuntpiss...makes a great highball, Tom! Course it's a little murky, what with all the fuckin' shit she eats!"
"Uh, sounds great, Henry. Listen, if you're all agreeable, then, we'll just sit back and let you entertain us."
As the Bugcam moves back we see Conchita on her knees, naked, her big ass staring at the camera. She has Armando's pants down and her face is buried in his crotch. Bug2 moves in for a cocksucking shot just as Henry gets down to help her lick the magnificent dick.
It doesn't take long for everyone else to start getting naked. Nina rips down the back of Fuller's pants and begins to lick his asshole of any shit that Hugh might have left there. She also licks the back of his hanging balls. Hugh was bare-assed already, and quickly lays on the floor between his mother's crouched legs. He lifts the back of her dress and tucks it into her belt. She has no panties on and he begins to lick her twat and asshole. He grabs the woman's buttocks and pulls them down to his face. After a while of eating the hole he was born from, Hugh's rewarded when his mother begins to piss all over his face! As she lifts slightly we can see the forceful stream going directly into her baby boy's mouth as Hugh desperately attempts to swallow it all down! As the stream diminishes, the cuntlips meet his mouth and he's able to drink the last of it firmly attached.
The bellboy had been saving up for this get-together, knowing it wouldn't take long before they clamored for it. He liked being on camera and smirked a bit while he slapped his prick over the cocksuckers' mouths...back and forth. Maybe Fuller only delivered shit, but when it came to blowing a hefty prick, he was as good as the rest of them. Armando spurted all over their faces! Three lapping tongues slurped it up in wild abandon!
Nina pulled Fuller's prick back between his legs and began to suck him off. She would have been hard-pressed to count the number of times she'd blown him. She liked doing it this way. Every time she took his cock to the balls she got to sniff his asshole.
Henry and Fuller grabbed Armando's legs and held them up while the housekeeper licked his anus. Armando grunted lewdly. With a pained expression on his face, he shot a big turd out of his asshole! Conchita immediately grabbed it and started licking it furiously!
"Hand some up here, you selfish bitch!" Henry cried. The girl broke it in two and lifted some to Henry while she sucked on the other half. Henry started gobbling it down while Armando turned his head and took the master's prick in his mouth, receiving a deluge of cum that ran down his chin.
"HEY! I WANT SOME SHIT TOO!" Hugh gushed.
"You had a big one before the show, son," Henry remarked.
"Aw, come on, Dad. I can take another one."
"I think everyboy's all shitted out, Hugh. Unless Conchita has one. And you know how horrendous hers are!"
"Damn! That hungry I'm not!"
"Uh, if I can make a suggestion..."
"What is it, Tom?" Henry asked.
"Well, we'd like to see another one to round out the show. Hugh? Do you have one of your own perhaps?"
"Y-you wanna see me eat my own?!" Hugh gasped.
"Why not? Surely you're not squeamish about that? Besides, we'd love to see a person take a shit without somebody else's face in the way."
"Good idea," Henry agreed, "it'll give us all a chance to watch!"
Hugh stood there, jacking off. "Okay, I'll try it." He squatted in the middle of the room...fingering his butthole.
Bug1 took the medium shot while Bug2 got in real close...right up to Hugh's anus...causing the whole TV screen to be filled with a huge, teenage asshole! Grabbing his crotch, the guy in the control booth still had the sense to bring up a split screen. That way, the more inhibited in the audience could view it from a distance, while the rest of the fans could get a better look than if they were right there!
The way Hugh was digging his finger in there, it wasn't long before it came out brown and caked. He took it and smeared it around his pink, wrinkled anus, then brought it to his nostrils and sniffed it.
"Hmmm, smells pretty good!" He smiled. "Smells damn good!"
"Taste it, honey...it's always lovely!" his mother suggested.
"OK, Mom. You'd better be right." He stuck the dirty digit in his mouth and licked the shit off. "Ooooh, that is good! Funky jam! Think I'll shit now." He rested his palms on his knees, leaving his prick to bob around on its own, and pushed. Slowly, his asshole opened. Bug2 caught it as every wrinkle began to smooth out and stretch. The darkness inside began to emerge and come through. The camera was so close the stickiness of the assjuice coating the chocolate turd could be seen pulling away from the skin. Even the indention could be seen where Hugh had jammed his finger into it. The ridges and valleys of the boy's turd were smooth and glistening...an incredibly beautiful sight...if you didn't know what it was! For this group, and this audience, it was beautiful for what it was.
The anal lips expanded so far then stopped, adjusted perfectly, as the boy's shit slowly slithered out. Bug2 quickly got out of the way and moved to the side. The longer shot showed the boy's sweet, crouching buttocks with the long turd hanging out of his hole. It was quite erotic! Twice it broke off and fell to the floor. The third and fourth sections he squeezed off, letting them cleanly plop onto the rest of the pile. Bug2 was close enough to catch the steam coming off!
Before any flies got a whiff of it, Hugh turned and got his face down there to get more of his heavenly aroma. Or hellish, depending on your point of view. Regardless, the boy seemed to like it.
"I can't eat all this!"
"TRY, HUGH, TRY!"
"Getting turned on there, Tom?" Henry chuckled. "Maybe you'd like to join us, you fuckin' pervert voyeur!"
"AWWW, SOMEBODY BLOW ME!" Hugh gushed, sticking his ass up and his face down. Armando scooched off the couch and knelt behind the boy's ass, grabbing his cock and balls, and avoiding his smelly asshole. He closed his eyes and took the prick in his mouth. He could handle the stink, he just didn't want to have to look at it!
The teenage turdboy was tasting his own shit, licking all over the pile of crap he'd deposited on the floor. Bug2 was right there when he finally pulled his tongue back into his mouth and used his lips to draw the shit in. Choosing the biggest clump, he began to work the turd loose and eat the stuff! As he finished each section, he ducked his face down and scooped up some more...stopping only when he'd consumed over half of it. Then he arched his back, running his tongue all around his brown, smeared lips as his balls emptied into Armando's mouth in a forceful explosion!
"AIIEE! Ahhhh! Mmmm," he gasped as he came and licked. "Whew! That was great! I...I can't finish it. You want the rest, Dad?"
"FUCK, YES!" Henry cried, immediately getting down to eat his boy's shit off the floor. "Too luscious to pass up!" Hugh sat back, catching his breath, and watched him. His mother rested her face on the floor and lifted his leg so she could clean his asshole like a mother cat.
"Wonderful, gang, wonderful! Hugh? Let me ask you this. After that performance, aren't you worried about the boys in your class and how they might react to you? And how about the girls? I doubt you'll get a date after this. What girl would want to kiss you?!"
"The guys, Mr. Peeper? Fuck 'em if they don't like it. There's a few of them I'd like to get ta crap in my mouth! Maybe this'll help me get their pants down! Johnny Brown, if you're watching...I'd love to eat your shit, man, right out of your funky asshole!"
"Well! Let's not get too personal, Hugh. Remember, you're embarrassing him, too. He's liable to nail you in the hallway!"
"That's alright with me! The whole school can watch. Even Mr. Evans in my Algebra class. I'd like to do him, too!"
"Calm down, Hugh. Guess you're giving out the message that you're not interested in the girls, hunh?"
"Why not? I can always go for some pussy and piss! I'll bet a lot of chicks would like to see me suck off their boyfriends...or brothers!"
"Un hunh. Or dad, or uncles, or cousins, right? Here on local TV we've seen you turn into a full-fledged pervert, Hugh. You don't seem in the least concerned."
"Maybe I will tomorrow, Mr. Peeper. But I...I got another boner, see? As long as my pecker's up...I need something in my mouth."
"Well, folks. That's about it. Thanks for the entertaining evening, and we'll be getting back to you."
"Better be with some contracts!" Henry reminded.
"Sure thing, Henry. Uh, you missed a little ball of shit that rolled under the couch."
"Forget it...it's all dusty."
"Oh, of course. Certainly wouldn't want to eat shit that was dirty, would you? Good night, now.
There you have it viewers. The Shit Family Robinson in all their glory. I don't know how we're going to top them, but rest assured we're certainly going to try. Tune in again next week when we show you what we filmed at a recent Boy Scout Campout. Believe me, it sizzles!"
(The end)
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