SEX RANCH by bawdypen
Buck naked, we headed for the barn--and the orgy. It was my first visit to the Sex Ranch, and Culmer promised I'd have a fantastic time. Outside the barn door, hearing muffled sounds of sex coming from just inside, he stepped onto a long wooden platform about three feet high. Every few feet was a metal grating about 16" square. Facing me, he squatted over one of them.
"Watch this," he grinned--his legs spread and his butt waving just over the grate. He lifted his balls, showing me his luscious exposed anus. I gave him a curious look just as I heard sniffing sounds echoing from under the grate. He smiled and winked.
Suddenly, the metal grate swung downward and a man's head came up from the depths. He began to lick Culmer's asshole! I gasped at the wild sight, stepping closer to watch the man eat out my friend's gaping hair-ringed anus...something I fully intended to do myself at the earliest opportunity.
Culmer moaned as the man sucked his shithole with a passion. I saw his tongue thrusting well up inside--until that opening began to spread apart incredibly. It was very lewd. I was astonished as how he was able to loosen up that much so the man could eat him out thoroughly.
But a few seconds later I swallowed my gum! A turd was shooting out of his ass into the man's mouth! Fat, dark and rocky. That man took it into his throat, moaning deliriously. As the column of shit grew in length, the head descended at the same speed--taking the huge tube of shit with him as it popped from Culmer's distended anus!
When the grate closed, Culmer hunched on his knuckles to straddle the next grate. Another head appeared immediately, wantonly licking his grimy shithole clean. The first man had been the toilet...this man was obviously the toilet paper! He lapped the soiled crack and tongued out the spicy hole. Reach- ing back, Culmer held the head up to his ass and farted! Then he rose up and climbed down.
"Wanna take a crap before we go in?" Culmer asked, grinning.
"Nope," I gulped. "Damn, you sure treated them awful. When did you stop being considerate to people?"
"HA! I treated them alright. A hot taste treat of my smelly shit!" he laughed. Then he put his arm around my shoulder and led me away. "Relax, buddy. I haven't changed. Why the hell do you think they were down there? Probably a dozen of 'em... spending all day eating anybody's shit that squats over the grates. That's how THEY prefer to orgy."
"Wow! A dozen? God, it must stink down there!" I gasped.
"Yeah, but the smell of fresh shit is room deodorant to them!" He looked back. "Hey, check it out."
I turned. A strong bull of a man was hunching his massive backside over one of the grates--higher than Culmer had been. A monstrous turd, maybe a foot long, hung from his large anus. >From below, two hands were wrapped around it. It was absurdly funny-looking. As if the man was coming to the rescue--offering his long turd as a rope so the man could climb out of the pit to safety! Instead, the impatient captive culled the fucking thing from his rectum and disappeared. I pictured 12 hungry shiteaters down there fighting over it! Or, if they have a sense of comradeship to their unique perversion, maybe they were all sharing it like a hogie--licking the fucker in shifts of four!
Inside, the bartender was a hit. Naked--along with everyone else in there--he fixed my drink then held it under his butt and bent over. I was ready to scream, wondering if everybody ate shit at this soiree, when he strained and plopped a bright red cherry from his asshole into the glass! When he handed it to me with a devilish grin, I was laughing so hard I didn't even feel any disgust. In fact, he was so cute I fully intended to savor that cherry! We hung around a couple of minutes. I wanted to watch the next guy's reaction. It seems the bartender had his rectum full of cherries!
As we were heading for the orgy hall, I accidentally bumped into a big guy. I gasped in shock. It was the bull that had just taken the humungous dump outside! Noting my surprise, he figured it out.
"Saw me, hunh? I couldn't see but it sure felt like a gem. How long was it, anyway?"
"Uh, g-gosh, uh," I stammered. Then I pictured the incredible thing again and gushed, "Fuck! Musta been over a foot! How can you hold so...?" I shut up, again seeing his massive butt. He slapped it himself.
"Big fuckin' can! Used to feel self-conscious about it. Now I love it. I can hold back four or five days. Then when I do, I can shit a fuckin' hot turd a danged horse would blush at! Man, that feels good! You know how great it feels to take a shit, right? Well, double and triple that sensation because it's so fat, and you get an idea. It's like a wild, prolonged orgasm!"
"I don't doubt that," Culmer said. "it was really hot to watch!"
"Yeah," I agreed, not thinking. "Good thing you got such a huge asshole, hunh?" I wanted to bite my tongue. But he laughed.
"Yeh. I got a bunghole like a twat! I love assholes, but I gotta admit, mine's the raunchiest, most beautiful wrinkled pooch I've ever seen. Others agree. If they get past my size long enough to see me bent over, I usually have to pry their lips off my asshole! I think a couple of guys left their tongues in there!" he roared. "Uh, I didn't get a lickup out there. You wanna suck my ass? Guaranteed to smell and taste ripe and full-bodied!"
I graciously declined his offer...with a beet red face!
"S'alright, kid. Just wanted to give you first dibs. They'll be crawling and scratching to get at it once I get inside. See ya, fellas." He jabbed me in the tit and winked, walking off.
"Jeez!" Culmer cried. "Now I remember him. He's not fooling. That's the big man I once saw stationed in the back. For hours men lined up to suck his asshole. I remember asking someone what the big deal was and he told me the dude had such an incredible mound of flesh, bulbous blood-engorged asslips that practically hung out, a hole that he was able to keep open, and the wildest cheesy taste and smell. That any rimmer worth his salt found it the ultimate butthole-sucking experi- ence of their lives! Shit, if the line hadn't been so long, and I hadn't come about four times by then, I was gonna go shove my puss up there myself! You know I simply luvvv slurping out an asshole that gapes open and lets me lick around freely. I can well imagine a dude not giving a rat's ass if it has shit on it. That would be an asshole worthy of licking clean for the honor of looking at it up close and sniffing it. Sucking it? Man, we shoulda taken him up on his offer. Come on, maybe we can catch up before somebody lodges a wet tongue up his keester and digs for black gold!"
We stepped into the arena, losing our breaths at the sight of so many naked male bodies performing every lewd act imagin- able without a hint of modesty or shame. Both our dicks 'pronged' skyward...they must have looked around also. I'd certainly never gotten a zero-to-60 boner that fast. And it was stiffer than a board, too. We scanned the place.
"Damn, I don't see him," I said, trying not to sound disappointed. "I'm not so sure I'd want to anyway...I think."
"Did you forget what I just said? We're talking about maybe the GOD of assholes! Such a heavenly delight you'd suck shit for days!"
I did like to rim a hot guy. His enthusiasm got to me...and he hadn't even tried it yet!
"Guess you're right," I nodded. "I got tingly all over seein' him take that fantastic fuckin' shit! It was an un- believable turd, you know, but my eyes kept going back to his asshole. It was so obscene looking...so shockingly repulsive! I had to keep telling myself it was ugly and revolting instead of the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, mostly because of the feelings of filth and degenerate desire it stirred in me."
We had no idea someone was against the wall behind us until a finger tapped me on the shoulder. Startled, I jumped back as I turned. HIM!!
"Hi , baby. I thought you'd change your mind, so I waited. You guys still feel like little pussies, or you ready to suck out my big dirty bunghole?"
He grinned, loving the shock of his vulgar words on us-- knowing as well as we that the heart-stopping turd had been popped out of his hole, leaving it slickly clean and gaping. At least we thought so. Actually, we weren't that close. It was possible that the turd had been snapped off, leaving a frayed, stinking brother or cousin inside to fend for itself. We preferred not to dwell on that, I think.
I gulped nervously. The overgrown linebacker was definitely not my type. I seemed to be his type, though. He was giving me these smoldering, lascivious looks. Even though he included Culmer, it was ME he wanted to feel. MY nose flittering around his anus like a puppy. MY lips nursing the shit-streaked anal lips as I suck like a demented fool at his crap tunnel...like all the other sex pigs did to him!
"Could..." I hesitated, "could I see it?"
"Hell, sugar. You can climb on in and look out from the inside!" He doubled over, his large hands lewdly spreading the powerful, manly buttocks, and showed me his glory in all its glory. It was so breathtakingly erotic I forgot to check it out for telltale signs of dirty shit, or looking up it to see if a straggling turd peeked back at me.
"Y-yes," I squeaked, wide-eyed and naively. I cleared my throat and lowered my voice a register--realizing my prick was doing anything but going lower. "I...we..." Culmer came to the rescue.
"He's trying to say he wants you to sit on his face for the next month or two!" he jibed. "But I get you the rest of the summer!"
The guy chuckled.
"Ooooh, fuck. We're liable to suck your hole raw, man! Speaking for myself, at least, gimme a dude's pungent bunghole and a place to rest my head, and I'll settle in. As far in as I can lick! And with a supposedly fragrant, accessible poop chute like they say, it'll be a test of indurance between my lips and your asslips!"
The guy sneered at Culmer. "You nasty little cocksucking fuck! Raw? Many men have tried. That filthy tongue of yours, though, just might pose a challenge!" He winked and licked his lips. "But," he looked at me, "I want him to go first. Watch his eyes while he smells my hole and licks the shit, lint and crabs outta my purple wrinkles! Then you guys can lick and suck anything I got...long as you like."
I was blushing, unable to keep from grabbing my throbbing, impatient cock and sliding along the rigid shaft. Flashes of bulbous hanging hemmorhoids broke through my subconscious and rattled my brain. And my balls. That was what his protuding anus reminded me of...one huge circular hemmorhoid!
"FUCK!" I cried, jumping around behind him and kneeling down to pry his chunky butt apart. "I'LL FUCKING EAT IT RIGHT HERE!"
I got a big whiff of the wild aroma, but before I could take a slide up his ashen crack with my tongue, he pulled me up by the hair.
"Unh, unh, sugar. I wanna watch you eat me. Let's go over to my regular spot. I'll lay down and throw my legs back like a Castro Street Fuckboy and bare the goods. You can hold onto my 10-gallon cupcakes and stretch me apart...then show me how you've really always wanted to treat a guy's fat, delicious asshole!"
Creeping along the outer walls, trying to be inconspicuous since he was so well-desired, we parked in a little cubby area. He sprawled his muscled frame, twisting his arms inside his thighs, and curled into a ball. That horsey, animalistic shithole was the most obscene sight! I quickly dropped to my knees, flattened my palms over his downy cheeks, and manipu- lated them around as I stared at it. Culmer was right there with me, ooohing and aaahing about its ugliness being so fuckin' hot!
His gaze was riveted on me, a bit amused as I pondered the battling feeling of disgust and desire raging within me. He could tell.
"Don't sweat it, stud. Go with it. Humiliation can be a turnon, too. You go right ahead and allow yourself to feel shame and humiliation while you perform a filthy, perverted act of total debasement right out in public where hundreds can see and point at you! Go ahead, baby. Think that way about it. See how much fuckin' harder it makes your prick."
"Hey," Culmer interjected, "I know what he means. I once got caught sucking a guy's cock in the boy's bathroom by my favorite teacher. The kid was sitting on the toilet, no less. He'd just taken a shit!"
"Whew! Bet that made his cock taste good. What'd you do?"
"Sure made the whole thing nastier. And having him staring down at me with his mouth hanging open really twisted my nuts. The guy wanted to cover up, but I started honking on that fat cock like such a fiend even he didn't give a damn who was watching! What a load he shot down my throat, too. Turned the teach on so much, he came in and closed the door. I pulled his zipper down and sucked the fuck outta his juicy prick!"
"I'm...I already know I gotta think of it that way," I nearly whispered, peering into the man's rectum, "that fella we wondered about is in there--lookin' real mean!"
"Surprise, sugarpuss! Now start acting like a punk suck slave. But start out slow by sniffing all around. Lick your way from the outside to the center. Nibble on my succulent asslips. Give your buddy a chance, then you can share sucking that rock of turd pebbles from my hole. I've seen it happen, man. Get a taste of it and you'll suck that filthy shit out like beasts, just so you can get your tongue in to wash out my steamy rectum!" He pulled back. "NOW SMELL ME! BOTH OF YOU! YOUR FUCKIN' NOSES WERE DESIGNED TO SMELL OTHER MEN'S SHITHOLES!"
Snap! We both had our faces cheek-to-cheek as we rotated in unison so we could sniff each and every acre of his pale and pimpled, sweaty bum. Hell, we'd been smelling his raunchy ass since he first spread his legs. Glancing at one another's throbbing boners, we silently realized we'd both been dying to get in there.
That was the picture going through my head. Probably wasn't all that unique or uncommon--especially with all those cock- suckers around us noisily engrossed in similar wantoness, but I saw two young, goodfuckinlooking guys burying their faces and tongues up some older, muscled overweight slab of a degener- ate's unnaturally repulsive butt, with excited plans to gobble shit from his asshole! GUTTERBOYS! I decided. That's what we are. One level above those dudes in the pit scrapping over his long stinky turd. At this rate, we'd be down in there beneath the grate by next year!
The cheesy aroma of his fat ass was making my mind whirl. But it was also charging me up. Nothing in the universe was going to stop me from being a salacious gutterboy. Me and my friend. And I was gonna surpass the edge he seemed to have on me already. No way was he gonna suck more shit from that gigantic asshole than ME! I just might take it all!
Yikes! I snapped my head back in alarm. Everything was lick, sniff and suck up til then. But what it really meant was I was gonna EAT his SHIT!! My body trembled and I looked into his caressing eyes. Mine were wild and frightened so he calmed me with sincerity and truth.
"START LICKING MY ASS YOU FAGGOTS! TAKE A CHEEK EACH AND TONGUE BATHE ME WHILE YOU ENJOY HOW FANTASTIC MY GRUBBY SHITHOLE SMELLS. Lap 'em like little puppy dogs. It'll be hard to resist plunging into the center of my mushy, stinking turd- gripper, but you will. You'll also delay any demanding orgasm. I'll tell you when your cocks can unload. Yeah, poop-loving little guttersnipes with twitching noses and flapping tongues. Sooner you lick off the dirt and sweat...and whatever my butt might've picked up off toilet seats...the sooner you get to suck the good stuff off my pride and purple joy!
Up and down his grimy buttocks we laved and sanitized. Obediently slighting the voluptuous hideousness that beckoned us--that festering unnatural thing he called an anus--we operated. Culmer took the area beneath his balls and I the greasy valley that ran down his back to deep within his jiggling globes. I stopped short of Point Zero, too. We slopped up the grease and moist residue of his overheated bottom...and whatever might have been slicked along there when he scratched his butthole or, more likely, reached down his pants and crammed a finger or three up it to play a little licky-stinky with his favorite toy.
Hey, I wouldn't blame him. If I had a meaty handful of flesh hanging from my rectum that resembled something that should be on the inside--except that it was purple instead of pink--like it had spoiled!--I too would probably want to find out what everybody else thought tasted and smelled so fuckin' delicious! Hell yes, with an offensive gash like that, and dudes wanting to devour the damned thing, I'd be sniffing and licking hot shit out of it right along with them! Or without them. It made me totally sympathetic with his sudden outburst.
"GODDAMN, I WISH I COULD SUCK THAT FUCKER! LUSCIOUS FUCKING SHIT LIPS AND EVERYBODY BUT ME GETS TO SUCK ON 'EM! SONOFA- BITCH! IF I COULD WRAP MY LIPS AROUND THAT CHEESY SHITHOLE YOU'D REALLY SEE SOME ASSHOLE SUCKING!! Sooh, mmmm!"
(Yeah, he thought. Within a week I'd probably have it chewed off!) He tossed his head back, sparks of butthole- itching, cock-throbbing naughty thoughts bombarding his brain. Enjoy it, boys. Enjoy it for me, too. You don't know how badly I'd love to eat myself out. You think I'm a little chunky now, I'd be a fuckin' blimp cause every time I took a shit I'd be sucking it back down my throat! Mouth to ass, my turds wouldn't see the light of day. One stinky hole pushing it out, while the clean hole is sucking it in. Right then, they'd both be equal ...humid tubes for transferring the perfect snack when you're on the bone--my own reeking, fart-soaked sausage of dung! No waiting, no begging. Wanna feel some hot shitjuice squirt in your mouth as you bite down on a freshly shitted turd, but even the old security guard next door and the 6-year-old moppet downstairs are away on vacation! So what? I don't hafta resort to baby shit or smoked gravel, I always got a guy with a suckable, rubbery asshole willing to defecate between my lips and empty his shithole down my throat. There wouldn't be a speck of crap come out my asshole that doesn't wind up being selfishly gobbled up. Yeah, blow myself a little, suck my hole, blow, suck, eat a little turd, wash my smelly balls, then shove a few fingers up my tube of pleasure and rub whatever I collect over my throbbing prick. Then I'll suck that filthy cock and suction up a big slimy load of jizz from my balls! And if I'm lucky, there's some soft creamy mash I'd missed. Ooooh! Blowing my own big fuckin' cock while I suck off every morsel of the spicy warm shit I pulled from my no-longer-closing rectum. Probably ruined my sphincter muscle by then, from constantly fist-fucking myself and all those times I bent over and licked it wet and slick, then used both hands to pry my anus apart in futile attempts to put my head in there til my asshole snapped around my neck and I was free to do some rectal tidying up by licking the silky walls til they're fresh and clean, ready for the next pile of filth to come slithering down the chute! Fuck! That's duty I wouldn't mind on a daily basis! But it wouldn't fit, so I'm left with an asshole that won't shut. That's alright, though, since I eat it as soon as it's ripe...and rather enjoy feeling hot shitjuice squirt out and run down the back of my leg. I can usually duck behind something and slick the stuff up with a finger, then go on my merry way taking little flicks with my tongue to make the taste last til I can get home and suck out that juicy lucy shitpit!)
Poop-licking little guttersnipes?! He had a lot of nerve shoving the truth in our faces. So I shoved my face into his shithole! Nanner Nanner, Culmer! went throught my head. I get to go first! I opened my mouth and took in a big corner of his rubbery, dingleberried asshole and sucked the nasty flavor from it. Everything I'd been squeamish about was true. It was the skuzziest asshole I'd ever licked. So cheesy with new and old shit I thought some of it had been hiding between the wrinkles for months or years. Little remnants from turds he'd shit in high school! Of course, I knew better. Men who'd regularly suck on a dirty monstrosity as this would surely dig in between 'em like I'm doing.
Still, yesterday's shit was fine with me. It was the flesh in my mouth, and knowing what I was doing as I smooched it between my lips and sloshed my tongue into every crevice, that was the real turnon for me--sucking an asshole! A big fucking asshole! Mmmmm, a big fucking dirty asshole! The tangy smell and cheesy grease were definite pluses. And I found I didn't mind the shit at all. It kinda went along with the package, you know? Even a freaky asshole like this would lose some of its charm without the pungent aroma and nasty flavor.
I started to flutter my tongue over it like crazy. My best buddy jerking his bone, watching me nip and nibble, lap and slurp, on the flared end of some old fat guy's filthy, weather- beaten turd tunnel as if the place he shits from is the place my mouth belonged! YEAH, DAMN STRAIGHT IT WAS!
I took an overdue big breath and pushed Culmer's face into the mushy crapper, telling him I'd saved the other side if he wanted to prove he was as good a gutterboy as me! He eagerly set about to do so, slamming his moistened lips over the entire circle of protruding flesh and working his tongue around the 'dirty' side. I looked up, panting.
"Ooooh, kid! You worked it for my lips too, hunh? I could almost feel my own tongue burning from the gritty slag you were stripping from my hot twat--that luscious shithole I finger out all the time to share in the same pleasure you all seem to enjoy. You're gonna lick me out now, aren't you? Plunge your lips and tongue--your whole mouth--into my shithole and suck out that mucky pulp?"
I nodded. I sure was. Just as soon as my heart slowed down from the excitement. "Gotta go for the Big Humiliation after that rush! SUCK OUT YOUR SHIT! YEEAAH!" I was being half sarcastic and 100% truthful. "You want me to just suck it directly into my belly, or can I squish it between my teeth awhile first?"
"You know? You're the kind of dirty boy that deserves to be strung up in a sling for a day with your head hanging back while twenty hairy-assed Mexicans sit down on your mouth and shit juicy turds out for you to gobble down! They'll fuck your rancid little hole, too, and pull their pricks out for you to lick off while they're pissing! You'd love it. Just imagine all the shit smeared over your lips and streams of piss flying everywhere as you lap at it between slurps along their shitty cockshafts! Aw, fuck yeah! You'll probably beg 'em to feed you your own cum-soaked turd for dessert. Mmmmm!
Culmer had backed off and I saw the man's tingling asslips fluttering in the breeze and spreading open like a wilted flower in an exotic garden. I could clearly see the turd causing the commotion. Streams of precum were dribbling from his upright, throbbing cock. Culmer made a dash for it.
"I think he's gonna blow his wad! And he's definitely gonna SHIT! Quick, suck it out and I'll blow him!" He wantonly slurped the runny juices up before wrapping his lips over the knob preparing for a massive explosion. It was already boiling over down in his twitching balls...soon to nearly choke him with a pint of manly, buttery sperm that matched in quantity the way the man shit turds. Coincidentally, I'd locked my mouth over his shithole and was clawing at it when he rammed the little turd into my mouth just as he came!
Ah, smelling it and licking it was one thing. But having a nasty little juice-coated turd sliding between your lips from some guy's gaping asshole is just about the pinnacle of humil- iation! Cum spewed from my untouched prick and you shoulda seen me suck that baby! If it's possible to suck the shit out of a dirty turd...I did it! I didn't squish it between my teeth. But I did pull it out and hold it, letting him see me twist it around as I sucked on it, and slide my tongue up and down as his cock continued to jerk and pump more jizz down Culmer's cocksucking throat.
Grabbing Culmer, he pulled him down and gave him a wild, lusty blowjob. Then he ate out our assholes like the shit pig he was--rather disappointed that Culmer had already dumped a biggie out at the grates. But I hadn't. He got me squatting over his face and ate me out for a good deep-probing twenty minutes before I hunched up and fed him my smelly turd in the lewdest, most obscene way I could...calling him filthy names the whole while and telling him how I'd enjoyed sucking his crappy little turd.
Stuffed in his mouth...and still lodged up my ass...he ate the brown roll of sludge from my rectum while Culmer sucked on me. Then I spun around and blew him until he shot another huge load into my mouth! I got every drop. Any man who's eating my stinky shit deserves a cocksucking powerful enough to make that shitmeat taste twice as good! Must have worked. He gobbled it all down and licked my asshole out. Then he let me fuck his asshole. Fun, but my cock was no match for that cavernous turd tank until we got Culmer's prick jammed in there alongside mine. THEN WE BANGED THE FUCKIN' SHIT OUT OF HIM WHILE HE RIMMED SOME BLACK GUY'S ASS! Talk about the Grand Canyon! When we pulled our cocks out you could see Bangkok up his rosey, slippery rectum. Some guy who'd been jerking off and watching us pushed his face into the cum-dripping, shit-tasting big 'O' and sucked that drainpipe for anything he could get. He finally settled on pulling the floppy big cock to his lips and taking a load of tongue-burning piss down his craw. Then he noticed the black guy's large cock and soon they went off together to get that dark shiny meat up his heinie after he drew a big turd from the guy's ass so he'd have something to suck on while getting shafted!
We were exhausted so we left and went to McDonald's.
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