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Smelling Stink - Part 3 by Rim4you
Chapter 1
As inch by inch, my throbbing cock slid between Jason's stinky, shit packed trench into the quivering oriface of his puckering, sludge oozing asshole, amid his deep moans, groans and sighs, I wondered if this hole, if Jason, had truely not known the intimate touch of man?
Like a lamb poised for the slaughter, his hands gripping the sides of the surfboard, Jason surrendered his ass so willingly. So thoroughly. So completely.
Jason's tight hole yielded without restraint to the aching need swelling between my legs to fuck dirty asshole. I had always envisioned a man's butthole as a toilet to be unstopped and my cock as the instrument, the plunger that would do the trick. This would be no twink fuck. That squeaky clean fuck anticipated and prepared for. Rather, this fuck, coupled with my deep yearning for Jason, would be real man to man fucking.
It disgusted me to hear guys talk about fucking and how, to their shock and dismay, the guy they'd fucked, had a dirty asshole. What did these guys expect? A man's asshole is his sewer. His slopchute! It's not supposed to be a bed of roses up there. No. A guy's rectum is that channel housing the most intimate, personal part of him: his shit. His stinky turd. To fuck him dirty, to churn his filth, to have his warm, stinking shit on your cock, that's a man's way to fuck. To feel his sludge packing around your cock and oozing from his asslips with each deep, penetrating thrust, to have the stink of his man cunt swirl up your nostrils: that's mansex pure and simple.
Yeah. In my lust I had taken Jason's shit and smeared it up and down his butt trench, but as I sunk my cock deeper and deeper into his ass, I could perceive that he was still packed. That his earlier dump was just a hurried need to relieve pressure and not a complete emptying of his bowels.
"Oh god!" Jason panted, slamming his head against the board, his mouth, like his asshole, gaping with animalistic lust. "Is this what being fucked is all about, Steven? So ... so ... nasty! So dirty! So fuckin' stink, man! So ... fuckin' hurts so good!"
Buried to the hilt, I lay on top of Jason. My lips brushed his ear with my hot breaths of depraved lust.
Who was the captive? Who was the captor? Jason or I? We had captured each other. Surrendered to one another's need. I to fuck and Jason to be fucked.
"Fuck me, Steven!" Jason groaned, panting and breathless, arching his back and impaling himself upon my dick. "Fuck me dirty! Fuck me stink!"
"Fuckin' like having cock up your stink, dirty ass, man?" I droaned, in his ear, lapping it with my tongue.
"Fuck yeah! Fuck!" Jason sighed, clenching his asscheeks tight. "Fuck my stink, shitty hole, Steven! My dirty, stinking man pussy!"
"Oh yeah, motherfucker!" I hissed, bucking my hips. "Fuckin' that nasty cunt of yours, man! Fuckin' tight, dirty hole! Feels so fuckin' good! So fuckin' nasty, Jason! Gonna be my fuckin' bitch, man?"
"Yes!"
"Yeah, surfer boy? Takin' my big cock up your stinkin' shithole, huh?"
"Fuck me! Fuck your bitch, Steven! Rape my filthy cunt with your dirty cock!"
"Yeah? Like that, slut?" I hissed, picking up the pace, humping my dick in a steady rhythym in and out of his asshole. "Talk to me, California surfer boy! Tell me how much you want my mancock up your stink, shitty hole!"
"Aw ... Aw ... Aw, man! Fuck!" Jason hollered, grabbing hold of the surfboard tight, the muscles in his arms bulging, his ass thrusting back to meet my pounding cock. "My pig cunt is yours, man! I'm your fuckin' surfer boy, man! Ride my nasty hole! Fuck me dirty! Aw ... man! Fuck ... fuck me! Fuck me!!"
With each thrust of my dick, Jason's rosebud flared as his dirty, shit oozing, stink asslips sucked on my shaft. It had been so long since I had fucked a man like this. My body shook and trembled with lust, My nostrils inhaled the reeking, pungent stench of Jason's farting, shitting cunt and drove me. Drove me to fuck him hard, probbing and deep.
Jason squirmed beneath me, matching his strength with mine. His panting, raspy sighs echoed the agony of his ecstacy as he gyrated his hungry, nasty, sucking asshole upon my equally greedy cock.
"Fuckin' pig cunt!" I hollered, twisting and churning my dick into the gaping, slurping hole of filth. "Fuckin' the shit outta you, surfer boy! Smellin' stink, man!"
"Yeah! Fuck me stink, Steven! Fuck every slimey fart outta my nasty cunt!"
"Oh yeah, bitch!" I hollered, looking down and seeing Jason's asshole blossom as a slurping, wet fart escaped his hole and sent a rush of warm, stinky shitjuice cascading along the length of my shaft. Splattering into my crotch hairs, the reeking sludge dripped back onto his asslips and ran down over his balls before dripping, in brown droplets unto his surboard. "Fuckin' stink, man! Fuckin' dirty manpussy!"
My throbbing dick pummeled his asshole. My balls slapped, wet and stinky against his.
The billowing clouds of steam in the bathroom dissipated into the rising stench of asshole. Jason's asshole. Jason's shit farting asshole.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Jason moaned, "fuck the pig's cunt!"
Sliding his hand down the edge of the board, Jason edged his way towards his hard dick. He curled his fingers around his fuzzy balls and groaned as the palm of his hand quickly filled with his steamy, stinking shit. The pasty goo oozed out of his fucked hole and swirled into his hand which he took and lubing his dick with the warm, reeking sludge, he began pumping his dirty cock into his hand.
"Steven! Steven!" Jason groaned, his hand slowly stroking his cock with his butt sludge.
"Oh yeah!" I sighed, grabbing his waist and burying my cock deep, "stink up your dick, man! Jack on that dirty dick! Smear that shit all over your cock and balls, man! Wallow in your stink, pig!"
"Oh god!" Jason sighed, grabbing his balls and yanking. "Fuckin' dirty, stink balls man!"
"Fuckin' stink 'em up good, man! Get 'em nice and tastey for me, surfer boy!"
"My cock and balls are fuckin' raunchy, man! Fuckin' stink!" Jason groaned. "Shitty cock. Shitty balls. Fuckin' dirty hole, man!"
The captive and the captor. Who was who?
Chapter 2
With a sucking slurp, I eased my dick out of Jason's fucked hole. Slimed over with shit I rubbed my dirty cock on the board, humping my dick towards Jason's shitty balls, cock and masturbating hand.
"Fuck yeah!" I moaned, as Jason curled his fingers around both of our dicks and massaged our filthy tools. "Jack it dirty, man!"
I slid my caressing lips from his ear to the nape of his neck and sucked, taking the goose pimpled flesh into my mouth.
"Fuck!" Jason sighed, squeezing our cocks together. Shit squishing between his fingers.
"You okay?" I asked, tracing my lips back up along his neck, brushing his cheek, seeking his full lips.
"Yes! Yes!" he moaned, turning his head slightly back as our lips met in a deep kiss. Our tongues traced one another's lips before hungry mouths sucked the probing tongues into greedy, wet mouths. Our tongues flicked and lapped. Dripping with desire we exchanged gutteral groans and exchanged our saliva.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Jason moaned, as my hungry mouth parted from his full lips and descended, ever so slowly down his back towards the mounds of his full, stinky butt.
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