In the weeks that passed after our 3 way, Security dad connected with me more and more. He'd text me a some point in the evening and say, "be down for your feeding at 1am son...I'm full."
I'd come down and lay on the floor waiting for dad. He'd come in, pull his pants down and sit on my toilet face, feeding me his amazing shit, still dressed in his security guy uniform, smoking either a `gar or Reds.
One day I came home to find a box at my door. Inside was a handmade rimseat, a real beauty with the front open so a cock could point down and piss or cum right into my toilet mouth. The next day security dad texted me: Eat the next 2 days son, non stop meat and potatoes, and take immodium to keep it in there.
So I did. I ate chicken and steak and rice and pasta, a full meal like every 3 hours. By day 2 I felt like I was gonna explode. Dad texted me around midnight: come down and bring your new rimseat baby boy. I went down to our bathroom by the pool. Dad was on the floor, clothes over to one side, smoking a fat gar, ashes all over his chest.
"Alright boy, time to satisfy your dad. Feed me everything you got. Set that seat on my fuckin face and give it to me"
I stripped excitedly and sat on dad's open mouth. My hole was already pasty with shit I had been holding in. I felt my ass lips go really wide as the fist sized first solid turd exited right into dad's open mouth. He took it all in while the long tail of it curled up on his face. He chewed and chewed, mashing his bearded mug against all that shit covering his face with it. I was tweaking his nips hard and reaching forward for his fat swollen uncut meat. He'd managed to chew and swallow a good bit of his initial turd, then reached for my cock and pulled it down into his shit filled mouth.
"Piss fucker," he mumbled thru the filth. I pushed hard and as the piss flowed more shit made it's way out and onto his filthy face. He let go my cock but I held it dwon and pissed all over the new shit and his face, making it a wet diarrhea mess. I kept pushing and pushing the shit out. So much came out it was falling in clumps on either side of his head. I reached down grabbing some turdmeat and started smearing his body with it, covering him in shit like I knew he loved to be.
"Yeah son, such a good boy. You know how to please your dad, son, such a good boy."
At least 3 pounds of shit came outta me, most of it consumed by dad. When I had no more and told him so he ordered me onto his cock so he could shoot his hot load into me. I sat down on that monster cock and leaned forward eating shit off his face and passing it into his mouth. He grabbed my hips and slammed that monster into me cumming and yelling into my mouth. Fuck dad was such a strong cummer.
"Real good boy real good," he said as I lay on him licking shit off of him.
We laid like that a while then when his cock finally popped outta me I laid next to him on the cold tile floor. He propped up on an elbow to look at me.
"I'm falling for you son, hard. You're everything I ever wanted in a boy. So now you're gonna have to prove yourself to dad. If I take you as my son, I need to know that you're mine to own, use...and love."
I was already welling up tears. I'd waited my whole life to hear those words from a man like this.
"Ok son, so here's how it's gonna go down. I have some regulars I usually sell boys to as toilets. They're pretty twisted sick fuckers. There's 3 of them. You're gonna take all 3 in one night and be their toilet. I fix to make about a grand from the deal. Whatever they want to do to you or for you to do for them you do no questions asked. That'll be proof I can depend on you boy. Then after we'll talk some more about...things."
He then kissed me deeply, stared into my eyes, a look of pure ownership and love. I was crying like a baby.
So a couple weeks passed. Dad left me little presents at my door almost daily: a boxed set of all Dave's Life of Service movies, and a couple of dad as top and as bottom toilet man, a set of toys going up to almost 5 inches in diameter with explicit instructions to be able to take all of them in succession by week's end, and a brochure for Sitges, Spain, which I thought of as incentive.
Then dad phoned me directly.
"OK son, 2 day warning. Start eating everything you can and stretching that hole as wide as possible. Friday night is your test. Your first master will be at 10 pm. When he's done with you the next master will come, and when he's down the final master will come. Each master is sicker than the one before, trust me I know. They're each gonna pay 500$ for their time with you AFTER THEY'RE THRU AND IF THEY'RE SATISFIED."
He paused ominously for a moment to puff on his gar.
"Do you understand me boy?"
"Yes dad, I can do it dad and I'll be the best they ever had!"
He laughed and said, "I bet you're right son, I bet you're right."
I stretched my hole up to the widest toy and ate ridulously. By Friday midday the toys were packed with shit when they came out and my belly was bloated like a puffer fish. I was so ready for this.
The phone rang. It was dad.
"OK son come on down to the bathroom to meet your first master. Bring your rimseat, a big plastic bowl and your toys with ya."
I packed everything up and ran downstairs. Dad was outside smoking by the security vehicle.
"Go get um tiger and you better be fucking amazing."
He then kissed me deeply with that same look into my eyes.
I went in.
Sitting on the toilet was a rather old guy, like at least 60 but really hot for 60. He was covered in the most evil tats I'd ever seen: all Satan and mark of the beast and square in the middle of his chest an inverted star with a dagger thru in entering a head with blood squirting out. He had piercing blue eyes and long goatee. He sat naked on the toilet except for biker boots, smoking a fat cigar and reaching into the toilet scooping out big turds and smearing them on his fat short uncut cock.
"Nice, real nice," he said as I came in. I stripped and came forward.
"Put the seat down here between my legs and get under faggot"
"Yes sir," I said.
As I leaned forward...THWACK! He slapped me hard across the face almost knocking me over. The hand was full of shit that splattered on the walls like a blood streak.
"Don't say a fucking word, faggot you got that. Don't even make a sound. I do all the talking. You just acknowledge me with those pretty eyes."
OK I was scared now but excited nonetheless. My cock was rock hard.
"yeah I knew you'd like that filth. Look at your little boy cock bobbin."
As I leaned in again to lay down he reached fast for another turd from the bowl and smacked me again on the other cheek. Then he pushed my head down to the floor and slammed the seat around me. He put a boot thru the hole and mashed my face into the floor. I heard splashing then felt a gallon of waste get poured onto my head and his boot, nasty disgusting waste that smelled rancid, a stew of shit piss puke and god knows what else. I don't know where it came from.
He lifted his boot and told me to lay on my back face up. As I did and looked up I saw the funnel and the blender cup full to the brim of what looked like sewer slop. The perfect shit shake was about to be forced down my gullet. He pushed the really large funnel end into my mouth all the way to the back of my throat and just poured that filth in. I was gagging as the vile mixture went down both pipes. I was getting my belly filled but was coughing and convulsing, the shit shake spewing up back thru the funnel like a geyser into the air, spraying us both. He just laughed at me and kept pouring. I felt like I was drowning but kept trying to swallow without breathing until the last had been poured in. As it went down he knocked the funnel away and jumped forward onto the rimseat and my face. I was trying to get a breath when his ass choked off the flow of air. I felt his ass lips part and a gusher of diarrhea with chunks of shit forced my cheeks apart and
was again choking its way down into my body.
"Hahahaa you fucking faggot toilet. You thought `Oh yeah I can handle this, I'll just eat some turds and it'll be easy!' HAHAHAHA GUESS AGAIN FUCK FACE!"
How he could have that much liquid waste in him was beyond me. I was freaking out, again convulsing upward trying to breathe. He just pushed his body down harder and held my arms down with his booted feet. Just as I was starting to loose consciousness his fist came down hard right into my belly as he shifted his boots off me and lifted up. I convulsed up and a jet of his filth rose at least 3 feet in the air, projectile ejected from the depths of my belly. I vomited and vomited, the pulses coating his legs and cock. He was beating his meat madly with my puke and puffin hard on his gar. I could only barely see any of this my eyes coated in slime and feeling like they were pushing outta my head.
"Yeah yeah YEAH YEAH FUCKER!!!!"
He dove back down and shoved his cumming meat into my still puking mouth gagging the flow and making it backwash into me. He reached under and slammed my head onto his gushing meat filling my tortured throat with his toxic cum.
As he finished he slammed my head back onto the tile floor. He was standing trembling a bit and I glimpsed up just in time for his squat and push of the last of his sewer insides splattering onto my face.
Then he straightened, puffed a sec on his gar and simply stepped over me and out of the toilet stall.
I was gasping air in and coughing the filth outta my lungs.
My cock was still rock hard.
Wow, and that was only number one?!?!
After a bit, I sorta dozed off, exhausted already.
The sound of the door opening woke me.
"Well look at this FILTH!" said a rather handsome redheaded bear standing at the entrance to the stall. His close cropped carrot top elongated to a thick red bushy beard, thick neck, thick body, thick everything. He was standing in a shit stained jock strap and barefoot with literally black dirt encrusted toes. He had a Red dangling in his mouth, eyes squinting from the smoke.
He stepped forward over me and placed one of his filthy feet right on my face.
"Open filth, my dogs need some cleanin."
As I opened my mouth, he tilted his foot into it wiggling his disgusting feet. It wasn't just dirt on them. The distinctive smell of dog shit and the pungent taste exploded on my tongue as I tried to suck the whole foot clean. He pressed in pushing the nasty toes deep into my throat, making me heave as I sucked. His cigarette was dropping its ashes on my face burning me.
"Yeah, we'll start at the bottom and work our way up to the top son. Got a lot of cleaning to do"
He pulled out that foot, now dripping with puke spit and shoved the other one in. This one had a full on coating of dog shit, caked in it. I was heaving again and he was enjoying it.
He pulled the second foot outta my mouth and squatted a bit, pulling his pack of reds outta the waistband of his filthy jock and lighting one up. As he squatted I noticed all the shit encrusted in his ass crack, a huge mass of it filling the space from top of his fine glutes to his taint, completely full and somewhat dried.
"Let's start with the old shit first pig. Eat all the mess in there. A good mix of farmed strangers shit I found in a porta-potty by my house and my dog Jack's shit. Yeah that's a real good second course I think."
With that he sat right down on the seat and that foul mix went right into my open mouth. I was sucking and chewing amazed how thick this filth was and that he managed to keep it up there. I was heaving a little cause it was really noxious and the smell was so rotten. It must have been up there for days.
"OK faggot open up, here comes the main course. Got repacked yesterday with like 4 different guys waste so there should be plenty up there...might have gotten runny towards the end tho...HEH HEH HEH. Fucking toilet you're gonna eat it all anyways, nuthin you can do about it. I own you right now. I could do so many things to you..."
As he spoke and I ate, he leaned forward and tied my hands together and then to my balls, tightly. So tightly in fact that when I let my legs down a bit it pulled my cock and balls down and felt like they were gonna yank off.
"Yeah you might wanna keep those legs in the air son or ya might end up a fucking eunich! Hahahahaha"
This guy was really fuckin evil.
As I chowed down on the first solid turd he pointed his cock down and sprayed me with piss, which I appreciated. But goddamn it was the most rancid piss I'd ever tasted and burned my eyes and throat. I kept chewing and swallowing. Pretty quick the copious flow of turd turned really soft and nasty filled with undigested food. He was totally full of this mess but I kept eating and eating.
He stood up abruptly, the flow still coming out and now covering my chest and belly. He stepped out to the doorway of the stall and reached for something. As he turned back I saw it was a couple of containers filled with what looked like shit pudding.
"Well ya been eatin good so far. Why don't ya work on this?"
He sat back on the toilet and opened the container and began pouring this filth on himself. It was putrid shit sludge that smelled like it had been rotting for days.
"Come up here faggot, start cleaning me off. I want all this filth off me in yer fucking belly."
I could only semi squat cause my balls and cock were tied so. I kept slipping on the shit covered floor. He held my head against his furry belly and poured the sludge onto my face and open mouth. I was convulsing it was so awful. It was shit but it tasted like shit puke that had been fermented. He kept pouring out the contents, smearing my head with his holding hand, still smoking a red.
Yeah eat son eat it all down. There's plenty more where that came from!"
I was getting that sick feeling of fullness and disgust, slowly making me dizzier and dizzier. Finally I just convulsed hard and a thick bolt of the filth he was serving me projected outta my mouth. This fucker sure knew what he was doing. HE POSITIONED THE JAR RIGHT IN THE WAY CATCHING ALL MY PUKE! When the puking subsided, he sloshed the new warm mess with the old cold mess and actually took a big swig of it himself! What a pig!
"Damn good boy, a fine mix of swine food. Here eat it back down."
He pushed me to the floor held my mouth open with his big hand and poured the rest right in my gullet. I swallowed and swallowed, gagging but holding it down.
He reached down and got the second container. This was cleared than the first...it looked like it was dipped and a toilet full of piss and hard turds then left to ferment as well.
" This came straight from my favorite rest stop in central Florida son. It's a nice thick load of toilet water from a broken toilet. I followed a big fat trucker in then scooped it up right after he left. Look there's the paper he wiped with!"
Sure nuff, there it was. There jar looked like a shit specimen! He opened it up and I gagged again. The smell was beyond awful. It was god awful!
"Then I set it out in the sun for a few days faggot knowin you was gonna eat it tonight. And he it comes!"
He just tilted it up and poured it slowly into my held open mouth, making me swallow as it went. I was filling like a balloon. I could feel and taste the slimy turds and the rotten paper as it went down. I couldn't even chew it, just swallow and not breathe. Finally it was done. Almost a gallon of this filth in my toilet belly!
"Lay down boy," he told me. He stood up and stepped over me then kneeled down holding my legs up. With his other hand he pulled out his fucking massive cut 9 inch soft cock and started stroking it. I hadn't even realized the monster he had so involved were we with the shit!
"Yeah son, I'm so fucking close I can barely hold it. As soon as my cock gets to full height I'm gonna dump my load in you. I hope there's good shit in there. It's the only way I cum and I did ask your dad for a full ass..."
I lifted my head and looked at his crotch. His cock was now like 11 or 12 inches and still filling. Without so much as spitting on it he just pointed and slid it in. I gasped and yelled out not expecting it like that. It just kept sliding in deeper and deeper pushing all the shit aside and also deeper in me. He kept pushing till his balls and lower belly reached my tied up cock and balls. Then he pulled out hard and slammed that fucker in, holding the rope and making my asshole squeeze down in pain. Bam Bam Bam he slammed and slammed. I felt my head banging against the toilet porcelain hard and my insides felt like they were being torn open.
"Here it comes faggot a full load of poz toxic satan cum. Feel it?FEEL IT FAGGOT???"
AAAAARRGGGHHGRHRGRGRH was all I could respond. He kept pumping that shit in me, deeper harder filling me. As his cumming slowed I felt even more pressure as he filled my guts now with piss and kept pumping as he did. I was a balloon on both ends now bloating like a dead pig.
"AAAgggghhhhhh. That was good boy!"
All at once he yanked that fucking monster outta me and stepped over and shoved it in my mouth choking me with it's girth and allt he shit caked on it.
He kept pissing at this point and filled my gullet with more of this rancid mess.
He finished finally and sat back. He grabbed his cigs off the floor and lit one. Then he pulled his cock outta my mouth and stuck a red in there for me and lit it.
That was nice. We smoked together silently for a while then he just got up and left.
Holy fucking Jesus. I wanted all this FOR LIFE!!!!
As I lay there smoking my cig, the bathroom door opened again. Big Red came in with my security dad and they stood at my feet looking down at the mess I was wallowing in.
"That boy is worth his weight in fucking gold buddy! Hot damn!"
Dad just beamed at me. I sat up smiling back. Red took my hand lifting me and gave me a big bear hug and kissing me deeply. Then dad leaned in and joined us ina kiss, soiling his uniform with our filth and huggin us both.
"He sure is Red, he sure is."
I'll save the last master for the next installment. Thanks for all the comments guys.