Toilet Lessons For Beginners

Toilet Lessons For Beginners

By Naked Guy - ihateclothes@gmail.com

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I love shit. I'm versatile--I can feed or eat. However, I go in moods in which I prefer to do one or the other only for a a long period of time. I was in a feeding phase when I met the kid. I had been posting ads on Craigstlist.com back before it was shut down for hookups.

My sex ad was simple, it stated:

"Man of color looking for hot guy to be my regular toilet. I will host. Not looking to fuck, but may on occasion have sex with you. You need to be open-minded with a laid-back personality. I might have a friend over from time to time who may want to feed you too. First meeting will be an introduction only--no sex or shit."

That was followed by my age and stats. I ran the same add for a few months and filtered out a lot of dorks. You know, those who are curious and have no intention of meeting up. There were others who were not my type. I don't discriminate--I dig older and younger men of all body times. However, many guys have scat fantasies but flake out when it comes time to actually attempt the nasty act.

I had some regulars, though. My first guy I fed was a chubby, Latino guy. Cute as hell with a soft round body. I loved kissing him and sucking on his round and smooth tits. Next, there was a dude my dad's age with a sexy white beard and muscular body. Both of them loved my shit and could never get enough. Neither lived around me anymore and I was really missing it.

You know the feeling: laying back on the couch with your ass hanging off, feet in air, while you get rimming good until you're ready to push out the load. Then you feed him in small bits (let him start with an appetizers). The toilet may receive soft or solid--maybe logs or just nuggets. Then I would feed the rest of my load until nothing was left inside of me. Finally, my toilet would use his talented tongue to clean my asshole spic and span.

My preferred eater will eat most anything I dish out, but if he has any limits, he has to be ballsy enough to let me know. I don't want a pushover. I don't want a wimpy who will respond only the words of "yes sir" and "no sir". I like a dude who can have an intelligent conversation, but then when the shit is ready, he will do his job. He needs to be the kind of guy who would be hungry for my shit whether we were having sex or not. An orgasm wouldn't be expected. He would be anxious to scarf my waste down even if he wasn't horny. Shit would be a frame of mind.

Responses came and went for my scat ad online. The pickings were slim. I could have gone to one of the two staple scat websites, but I wanted a newbie who didn't know there was a world of pigs like him. I was about to delete my ad when my email program beeped on the laptop. I read through the email with a smile:

"18 yo here. Red hair, white, swimmer bod. Mostly smooth. I am looking for a man to teach me a lesson at a time to eat his shit load in small steps. Avid eater of my own shit. Bored with my own shit and ready to move to the next level. Live at home. Might be working during the summer. Sometimes it's hard to get out from the folks discreetly. Gotta have some fun before college! Living at home. yeah, it sux."

His email offered photos and a video if I replied and was interested. I couldn't resist. I replied and said I would like to hear and see more. Then I received an email with 11 photos. He was extremely cute and looked very innocent and naive. Yet, in the photos his baby face was covered in his brown shit. My mouth watered seeing a shot of him shit-jacking. Others showed him munching on a long turd and smearing his body. Another email came with a short grainy video. In the video, he held up a turd the size of a small potato. He shoved it in his mouth and chewed sloppily and hungrily ending with a dramatic gulp. He drank from a full glass of foamy piss and then nastily burped. I was already taken with him, but could he do the job? It's a big step going from eating your own shit to another man's turds.

So, I invited him over to my home. I sent him my number and he told me he would call me, but had to do a *69 call (blocking the caller ID) so his parents would never get called back by accident. I humored him and let him do it. His voice was quiet and he sounded like a young teenager whose voice had just changed. He told me his parent's went to church on Sundays and then went to visit his grandmother. He would be free from 9am to almost 8pm. I didn't see our introduction lasting that long. I planned for him to come over and we'd just chat for an hour and then plan to meet up again.

On Sunday, he arrived at 1030am sharp. He was covered in sweat, but profusely apologized. He had ridden his ten-speed bicycle over! You see, I live between the suburbs and downtown in an area that at the time was part of a major redevelopment of former industrial buildings and ugliness. A year before I met Daniel, I bought the small loft building for cheap. Industrial machine parts had been made in my place until it closed in the early 80's and then sat inactive and decaying until I bought it. I stripped it to its bones and put in new plumbing and electrical. I sanded down the wood floors upstairs and had the other concrete floors below covered in a glaze. A few other surviving and stable buildings around me were being bought up for potential loft space condos or apartments, but the rest of the area was being torn down for new future construction. Daniel didn't realize where he was going to have to bicycle to in the hot summer heat.

"I actually rode past you twice. I didn't see the building number."

"No worries kid. But you are sure you're eighteen?" I asked.

He was so honest, he pulled out his wallet and showed me his driver's license. He had sexy hazel eyes and a non-tanned body with only the slightest bit of freckles on his cheekbones and back. I gave him a tour around the home portion of my building and then my office / work space. I let him know I was an interior designer and an artist and showed him photos of my work. He was so easily amazed at it all. He was very sweet. I was only 33, but he addressed me with perfect manners and answered politely with "yes sir" or "no sir".

"You don't have to be so formal, Daniel. I'm not one of your parents."

He blushed and smiled.

"Just call me Angel."

"Alrighty," he replied.

We ended up in the living room part of my place. It was just a couch and two chairs with some metal furniture I had made. He wore a tight, light blue t-shirts and bike shorts. He had nice legs and arms. He was slim, but apparently exercised.

"Would you mind taking off your clothes so I can see you better?" I asked.

He immediately stripped. He pushed off the shorts and shirt.

"Shoes too?" I asked.

Then I nodded for him to sit. I pulled my chair over on its wheels and rubbed his smooth chest. I bent over to pull his foot up and I rubbed his foot. Very smooth and toes were trimmed. Over all, he had good hygiene. Just because I loved shit, it didn't mean I wanted to play with someone dirty and stinky. I love starting out clean or at least just with one's natural scents and then we can get nasty from there. He was a little ticklish, but I reached for the other foot and put them in my lap. I rubbed his feet while we chatted.

"So tell me how you got into shit, Daniel."

"Well, when I was about 13, I was at my granny's. It was full of woods and stuff. I stayed there a week when my folks went to my great aunt Marge's funeral. Granny was mom's mom. Aunt Marge was on my dad's side. I hung out in the house until I'd get bored and go run around. I was out in the woods and needed to shit. I was horny too, so thought about jacking off. I got naked and took a big shit. Feeling kinky, I picked it up and licked it. Don't know why. When it tasted different than they it smelled, it didn't seem so nasty. I stuck it in my mouth and sucked on it while I jacked off. I came so hard! Then I did it ever day every time I had to shit until I went home. Then I started doing it at home late at night. Now I am obsessed with shit. Not one day goes by that I don't eat some of my shit."

"That's impressive!" I told him. "So, have you had sex with anyone or are you a virgin?"

He blushed deeply. I wanted to grab that face and kiss him hard. I had to be firm, though.

"Yeah, well I jacked off with a friend of mine last year, but we didn't suck or fuck or anything."

"Good, so I'll be teaching you from the ground up!"

He started to rub his dick, but I pulled his hand away. I wanted to keep him in that horny state. I gave him an overview of my interests, but kept it brief. I left him with the impression I was a feeder only and that I loved seeing another man feasting on my shit. He was erect from the moment he got naked. When I talked to him about feeding others, I saw a long drip of pre-cum stringing down his average-sized penis. I ran my finger through it and then rubbed it on his lips. He licked it away and grinned sexily.

"You're a very sexy guy!" I told him. "I can't wait to see you with a mouth full of my brown shit."

I thought he was going to cum right there with no hands on his dick. He gasped and his penis moved up in a twitch that made more pre-cum flow downward.

"Well, I have some work to do. You've passed your interview. Would you like to start next weekend?" I asked.

"Hell yeah!" He said and his voice broke.

He was adorable. So innocent.

"Great. So, show up here at the same time next Sunday. If you can't come, you'll need to give me advance notice. My time is very important to me."

"Yes sir...um Angel."

"Great. Now get dressed."

He gulped and nodded his head.

It was cloudy and humid. I heard buzzer for the gate and let him in. He was in shorts and a tank top and was drenched in sweat. I told him to strip. His white and pink skin glistened with sweat. I was naked when he arrived and he was looking me over.

"You're so hot!" he told me. "Your body is perfect."

"It takes a lot of work. I have to eat well and exercise. So, you can be confident you'll be eating healthy shit."

His hard dick twitched.

"How about you eat my ass?" I told him.

"Sure!"

I sat on the couch and leaned back. I pulled my knees to my chest and exposed my asshole.

"Wow!" he said.

"Kiss it first. Just a kiss."

He sweetly kissed my butthole.

"Now lick from below my hole up to my balls."

It felt really good as his hungry tongue licked me.

"Lick my taint for a while."

I closed my eyes while he licked. I let out a silent fart that didn't smell. He licked faster.

"Lick just my butthole. That's it. Rub the flat part of your tongue against it and massage my pucker."

"Uh huh!" he said.

I loved feeling his hot breath on my hole. I relaxed and rested my feet on his shoulders while he rimmed me. I let him do it for nearly fifteen minutes. I was sure his tongue was getting sore, but I was loving it. I farted again. This time not so silent and it stank a bit. He moaned.

"You like that, Daniel?"

"Yes, Angel."

"Good, now let's go to the bed. Around the corner there."

He got up and I followed him to my bed. I told him to lay flat while I climbed over him and sat on his face. I pressed down until my ass covered his mouth.

"Keep eating."

"Okay!"

"Pull my ass open and get up in there. I want to feel your tongue in there!"

"Okay."

I was waiting for his reaction. I had stuck a finger in my ass before he came and I knew I had a good load in there. He had to detect it soon. I was waiting. He was doing a really good job for a first-time ass eater.

"Tongue in deeper!"

I felt his tongue drilling further inside me.

"UMPH!"

That was it. He hit the target.

"You taste my shit?"

"Yeah!"

"What do you think?"

"It tastes good."

"Are you hungry?"

"Yeah!"

"How bad do you want to eat my shit?"

"I want it fuckin' bad!"

His words were muffled by my ass lips pressed against his face.

"Are you ready for a taste?"

"Yeah."

"Do as I tell you, okay."

"Yes, Angel."

I rubbed his smooth upper body while I sat on his face. I pushed just a little and felt my turd inch out.

"Just lick it!"

"Wow!" He cooed.

I felt his tongue lapping around the shit nub. I let him lick for a few minutes. It was a solid tip. I didn't want to overwhelm him at first. Yeah, he eats his own shit all the time, but he's never had another man's shit.

"Now bite the tip off."

I felt him do it, and then I pulled back. With him lying on the bed, I lay beside him and ran my fingers through his hair.

"Open your mouth and let me see my shit in your mouth."

He pushed out his tongue and showed me. I smelled it right away. My cock was hard and I wanted to kiss him.

"Are you ready to eat the first piece?" I asked.

He nodded with complete confidence.

"Open your mouth," I told him.

I got up and moved my penis over his mouth and filled his mouth with warm piss.

"Now chew it up and I'll rinse your mouth with more tasty piss!'

He started chewing and when a bubble of shit slime rolled down his chin, he started gagging and sat up. He wretched and I pointed to the toilet. He gagged there for about five minutes. While he did this, I had already prepared a wet washcloth. I handed it to him. His shaky hands wiped his face clean.

"Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed. It smelled different. I just made me gag."

"No worries. Baby steps." I assured him.

"Should we try again?" I suggested.

"Okay." He said with a shaky voice.

"Let me drain my dick. I need to piss bad. Don't spill a drop."

He softly put his warm lips around the head of my soft dick and I let loose. He gulped over and over. So, piss was easy for him. He enjoyed drinking my urine. After I was done pissing, I sat on the toilet with my ass hanging over while I faced the toilet tank. With my asshole exposed, I had him move under me to take some more shit from me.

"Open your mouth. Here is comes. Just hold it in your mouth after it comes."

I pushed and felt a plop of shit come out with a smacking noise. I turned around and faced him. On his knees, he looked scared with fudge-like shit sitting in his open mouth. He looked so fucking hot, this 18-year-old kid, with a mouth full of my fresh shit.

"Chew it slowly," I ordered.

He chewed hesitantly and his eyes were watering.

"Now swallow just a bit of it. Not all of it."

He nodded and gulped hard. I was so turned on seeing him struggle to do it. I could smell his armpits and his forehead was covered in sweat. This was really tough for him. You can eat your own shit every day, but eating another person's dump is a mental trip for many.

"Swallow again."

He struggled hard and swallowed. Finally with one more gulp he wrenched his face tight and then swallowed. Then he started vomiting shit and the gallon of piss I fed him all over his chest and the floor. After he stopped hacking, he seemed to be crying.

"I'm so embarrassed. I fucked up. I do this all the time at home!"

"Don't worry, Daniel. We'll call it a day for now. Please use those towel to wipe up your mess. I'll let you mop up before you go."

"Okay."

I wouldn't have minded smelling and seeing his spilled shit on the floor for a day, but I had clients coming over the next day. So, he cleaned up the mess obediently and he sobered up as he quietly worked. Then I let him shower. After he was cleaned up, I told him to meet me at the couch.

"Well, if you ate my shit, I was going to reward you with a mouth full of my cum. You'll need to leave for now. Maybe we can find new start next time."

"Uh, okay."

He left in a sad mood. He probably thought I was mad and he failed. For me, it went perfectly. Still, I waited two weeks before I emailed him again. I had him call me when his parents weren't home. We planned to meet again, but I advised him we'd try a new strategy.

"Look Daniel, that way didn't work, so we'll try a new way to simulate me feeding you first. Next weekend, I don't want you to take a shit after Friday night. I want you to hold it until you come over. I will want to see you eating your own shit in person."

"Okay, great!" he said excitedly.

During the week, I often fantasized about Daniel. I wanted to have sex with him. I wanted to kiss him and fuck him and suck his cock, but we needed barriers at first. I held off on finding an online hookup when I needed sex bad. I masturbated instead to the photos he had sent me. My plans were going to be so hot!

He arrived shirtless wearing only tennis shoes and jogging shorts. He was very apologetic and I had to tell him to stop it. I was naked when he arrived and I let him eat my ass for half an hour before we did anything else. Then I handed him a blindfold.

"So, I want you to take the shit you've been holding for two days. Then I am going to feed it to you like it's my shit. I want you to pretend you're eating it from my ass. Got it?"

"Yeah, yeah!" he said excitedly.

So, I had him squat over a plate and while he grunted, he started taking an amazing shit. This boy laid two huge turds and then pushed out a messy pile of softer shit. Before he put on the blindfold, I crammed his shit into my crack. I made him put it on and then I sat over him.

"Now eat your shit from my ass crack!"

"Hell yeah!" he said.

Secretly, I touched my iPhone and started a video. While he started munching on his own shit, I quickly pushed out a turd of my own! He had no clue. He munched noisily and sloppily as my shit merged with his in my crack. He thought it was only his shit! He smacked and slobbered for half an hour. He was savoring it bite by bite. Of course, he must have done it the same way at home alone on those Sunday mornings after his parents had left for church. I told him I was putting his other turd in my crack for him to eat. I was forcing myself to shove out more of my own shit. I broke a chunk of his off and placed it over the shit in my crack to make him think it was his. He chomped on the big chunk and then dove in for the rest.

"Holy fuck!" he moaned.

I'd never seen another dude in such a state of bliss from eating shit.

"Eat all of my shit!" I said. "Think of it as my shit, Daniel. Eat like it's your life!"

He chomped the rest of it. Then I turned off the video and moved the phone. I took off the blindfold and he looked so beautiful with a shit covered face. He grinned and his teeth were packed with chunks of shit. He burped loudly and laughed.

"I bet you can't wait to eat mine again!"

"Yeah, I want it bad!" He groaned.

"Need some piss to wash it down?" I asked.

"Fuck yes!"

Now I pissed for him and he let his rinse his mouth. He burped nastily again.

"One day you'll be eating my shit just like that!" I told him.

"I will. I will!" he said confidently.

"Now, do you want to jack off and eat my ass before you go?"

"Yeah!"

I sat on his sweet face while he lay on the floor beating off. When he shot his load, cum shot way up in the air five or six times. It was very impressive! I scooped up the cum and let him lick it off of my fingers.

"Now get cleaned up."

I pulled up the canvas from the floor and rolled it up. When he came out of the shower, he was beaming and buzzed.

"You had a good time?" I asked.

"Damn, it was awesome!"

"Next time, we'll do the same type of simulation. And by the way. I might have a friend over. He loves to see hot guys eating shit. Are you okay if he watches?"

"Yeah, that's hot!"

"Great, so don't take a shit after Friday. I want him to see you dump a big load like today. He's gonna really get off on seeing you eat your dump. He's hot, so maybe you can eat his ass?"

"Yeah, I trust you!" He told me.

So naive and sweet. I couldn't wait until next weekend!

It was raining on the next Sunday. He showed up in a short raincoat. He was drenched from sweat underneath it when he arrived. As he walked in, I told him to strip. He followed me to the living room where my buddy Jackson was lounging. Jackson was 23. He had jet black hair cropped short with a tight goatee. He had a hairy chest and legs (and ass crack). He sat wearing just a pair of jeans on the couch. The jeans had holes in the best places. Daniel's eyes opened wide. I introduced them.

"I think you like what you see!" Jackson teased.

He gripped Daniel's hard dick and let it go. It slapped against Daniel's pubes.

"So, you got a big load to dump?" He asked Daniel.

"Yeah, I've been crampin' bad. I better go soon."

"Well, take the blindfold off the table there," I told him.

He did and put it on. Jackson peeled off his tight jeans and tossed them behind the couch. I took the plate from last weekend (not washed, with dried shit flakes still on it) and put it under Daniel's cute butt.

"Now squat and shit. Don't get up until I tell you. I want to make sure you're empty."

"Okay," he said.

I motioned to Daniel as I took off my shorts and moved the iPhone into position. I started the video. Jackson brought me over another plate. While Daniel took his slow and heavy dump. I watched Jackson taking a shit in the other plate. When he finished, he handed it to me and I took a shit too. We grinned at each other. The room was permeated with the succulent stink of fresh man-shit. It was a heady aroma. When Daniel finished grunting. I carefully pulled the plate away and replaced it with the other one full of my and Jackson's turds. He took Daniel's shit to another room and then came back.

"Now Daniel, I am going to lay down with your plate under me. I'm gonna shove your pile into my crack and you're gonna eat it. Every speck of it and you're gonna pretend it's my shit. I want you to tell me what you feel as you do it."

"Okay."

With me in place on the floor on the large canvas sheet, I pulled him to me and he lay on his belly moving his face to my ass.

"Now what are you doing?"

"I'm eating your shit, Angel!"

Me and Jackson winked at each other.

"Yeah, it's my shit. Now take a bite and chew. Tell me what it's like."

"It tastes good. It's like of mellow and earthy...liked when I ate a mouth a dirt on a dare once. It's creamy and has a sweet aftertaste."

He hungrily shoved his face into the slop and then surprised me by shoving his nose into it. He had to shove air out of his nostrils to blow the shit out of them. Below the blindfold mask, his face was covered. It looked like he'd spread Nutella over his cheeks and chin. He used his fingers to feel around in the pile and found nuggets and chunks. He playfully smacked and chewed on those. He was an adorable piglet!

"You look very sexy covered in shit!" Jackson told him.

Jackson was sitting on the couch jacking off. I knew he would be edging until it was over and then would let go. For now, he was loving it. After the shit was eaten, we had Daniel hold up the plate and lick it completely clean. After that, Jackson bent over and instructed Daniel on tongue cleaning me.

"Now there's a bit on his cheek. Go up. Now up in his crack again." He advised.

I felt good laying there having tricked this boy into eating our shit. His tongue felt wonderful. When Daniel was done, we let him jack off.

"Don't cum until we say!"

"Okay!"

On his back, he furiously jacked off.

"Open your mouth!"

We jacked off until we were ready to come at the same time. First, I came into Daniel's mouth and then Jackson let loose with a huge cumload. He heard us moaning.

"Eat that cum, boy!" Jackson groaned.

Daniel sounded like he was crying as he let loose several cannon shots of jizz into the air. I don't know where they landed! He came for nearly twenty seconds. When he was done, he lay there numb. I plopped my foot playfully on his face.

"You still with us?" I asked.

Jackson quickly hid the iPhone. We helped Daniel off of the floor and then the three of us walked to the oversized shower stall and cleaned up together. Daniel was aglow with post-shit endorphins rush. When Daniel had his eyes closed and was washing his hair, Jackson and I silently did a high-five.

After he was cleaned up, I told Daniel that I would be going out of town for a couple of weeks and that I'd let him know when to come over again. He seemed disappointed that he wasn't coming again so soon. I thought it was better so he could build up a shit-hunger.

"From now on, I don't want you eating any shit unless it's here at my place. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Angel."

He blushed at being ordered in front of Jackson.

"You did good. Soon, you'll be eating the real thing. I'll email you soon. For now, I want you to wait two days and then tell me what you thought about today. Just a short note and tell me if you had any issues after eating so much shit."

He nodded and didn't say anything. I watched him go and then me and Jackson got into bed together. He was an old friend and we knew each other's kinks well.

"What did you do with his shit?" I asked.

"I packed it up in some of your zip-loc bags. You think I'm gonna waste that boy's fudge? I put it in the freezer. I'll take it home and have it for dessert!"

"Nice!" I told him.

Two days later, the loyal kid did as told. I read his email.

"My belly felt full all evening. My mom wondered why I didn't eat much for dinner, but I was still so full. I burped shit all night and then the next day had a slight cramp and then took a nasty shit full of rank farts."

I smiled. So, no ill effects. That would show him later that eating my shit was not going to harm him. He must have already built up his endurance with his own shit. Mine was just going make his system stronger. I had one more session to be staged before I'd reveal all to him. On Friday, I sent him an email advising to show up on Sunday with an ass fully loaded. I told him to eat a lot beforehand.

I finally finished up my design project in San Antonio and then headed home. I was tired as hell Saturday, but made sure I prepped stuff for the following day. He showed up early and very excited. I very horny and I instructed him on how to suck a dick. We started on the couch with him on his knees giving me head.

"That's right. Watch the teeth."

"Sowwy," he said with a mouth full of cock.

I pushed his head down and made him gag several times.

"Breath through the nose." I told him.

I let him service my balls and ass next. I felt him stick his tongue in my ass. He didn't react about any shit being there. In fact, I had taken a small shit earlier that morning and didn't wipe. He lapped at my hole happily. I farted and he signed. I was ready for the final phase.

"So Daniel, I want you to take a shit and then I'm going to shove your turd up my ass and shit it out for you. Since it's your shit, you should have no problems eating--right?"

"Wow, that's hot! Let's do it."

I had him sit in the usual position over the dinner plate. He grunted and sighed wearing the mask.

"I waited so long, I think it's stuck!"

"Don't worry, stud. Take your time giving birth to that log!" I told him.

He farted and grunted. His farts made me hungry. I wished it was him feeding me, but we had to get past this. Finally, the crown of his log emerged.

"Yeah, there you go!" I cheered.

"Yeah," He grunted again.

This turd was taking a while to come out. In the meantime, I was taking a shit too. I had waited a day to lay it and I was cramping like him. I lay my log first and then several nuggets fell out afterward. He strained and then finally his turd dropped. It was very long with knobby start and a tapered end.

"Stay there. Don't move. Just relax." I told him.

I took my turd and mashed my nuggets into the end of it to make a compressed log. I took his log and rolled it into a towel and shoved it under the couch. I wiped my hands off. Earlier, I'd set the large canvass sheet out for us to play on and put a few old pillows there. I lay back and spread my legs.

"Now take off your mask and get the lube bottle there."

"Wow, I shit a big one!" he said.

"Yeah, I hope you're hungry!"

"Hell yeah!" he said grinning sheepishly.

"Now lube my ass and then carefully slide your shit log up my hole."

Eagerly, he got on his knees and squirted the lube into my crack. He carefully used two fingers to massage it into my hole.

"Push the tapered end in first. Don't break it."

"Yes, Angel."

I felt him carefully shoving it up my ass. It felt really good to have my turd pushed back inside. When the head was going into my hole, I told him to stop.

"Now keep the mask off. I'm gonna feed you an inch at a time. And by the way, I started a video of while you were shitting. I'll let you see it later. I'd like for us to watch you eating the shit out of my hole later. But for now, I'm going to feed this log to you. Now take a bite."

He used his front teeth and dug into the hard chunky end. The dry, compressed nuggets were chewy and he struggled to get them chewed down.

"Take some piss to dissolve them."

"Okay!"

I pissed into his mouth and he gargled with it and chewed up the remaining chunks.

"Now take another bite. That's it. Chew it down. What's it like?" I asked.

"It's kind of bitter. But I want more."

"I'm gonna push it out further."

He ate more of the semi-solid chunks. I talked him through it and feed him piss again. When he got to the last of the solid part, he asked for another drink to help wash it down.

"I'm out of piss, bro. But here..."

I spit into his open mouth drooling long ropes of saliva. He hungrily swallowed. Finally, he got to the softer, smooth shit.

"Mmm, ohhh fuck. This is really good shit!" He sighed.

"Don't rush. Eat slowly. Enjoy it. Let it sit in your mouth before you swallow."

"Yes, Angel."

I pushed out an inch, he ate. I pushed again; he ate more. I loved seeing him stuffing his cheeks like a hamster before each deep swallow. There was a dab of shit on his nose and chin. His lips were brown. When she smiled, his teeth were stained with my shit. I could fall for this boy fast--watching him feast on my turd. He was so obedient. I had the urge to piss again and rewarded him with a mouth-rinse.

"Thank you." He said.

Finally, he was done after I let out a big fart.

"Now clean me up!"

"Definitely!"

He lapped up and down my crack for a long time before declaring it clean.

"You want some cum before you go?"

"Please!" he yelped.

So cute. He moved his mouth on my cock and gave me head with that dirty mouth and brown tongue. I wrapped my legs around his head and mouth-fucked him until I shot into his mouth. I came really hard and he swallowed as I shot. I let him hand milk the last drops out of my piss slit and he licked the last drop.

"Good job buddy. Be here at noon Sunday. You don't need to hold your shit. Just come as you are and we'll watch the video."

"Okay."

He hopped into the shower and I lay on the bed watching him through the glass doors. I grabbed the phone and took several candid pics of him soaping up. The first on was with one foot up on the shower bench as he rubbed soap into his crack. The other was when he was washing his hair. I took one more of his perfect feet as he sat on the bed drying his hair. I decided at some point I'd have to fuck this boy. One thing at a time, though.

He was out of the door just a bit later. I stood at the gate watching him pedaling away. This was going to be a great summer. I had to find a way to get this boy in my house more than just on Sundays.

He arrived ten minutes early. He seemed relaxed and horny. The moment after I grabbed his ass on the way inside my place, his dick hardened instantly. I led him to the couch in front of the large, flat screen TV. I clicked the remote to roll down all of the shades from the high windows above.

"Go ahead and get naked," I told him.

He pulled off his shorts and shirt and laid them on the floor beside him. I looked down at his feet and then he realized he still had on his socks and sneakers. He took them off quickly.

"Lay back on the end. Put your feet in my lap."

I'd been wanting to get my hands on those perfect feet. I massage them and he put his hands behind his head. His cock pointed to the ceiling. I had my laptop connected to the TV as a monitor. I let go of his foot to start the video. He wasn't expecting the video to start with our earlier session.

"Just watch and don't speak," I told him.

He moved his hands to his front and crossed them over his chest. We watched the video. On the screen, he took a shit. Then when he saw me on the screen taking a shit, he looked very serious. His mouth was open wide as he saw me switch my shit for his. He stared and watched himself eating my shit. I was waiting for him to get mad. Despite sitting in the defensive pose, his penis remained erect. Next, he watched the other video which I had edited into this one. He stared silently watching Jackson take his shit away to replace it with mine. Now he was jacking his dick while on-screen he ate my own log from my ass.

"Please don't touch your dick," I told him.

He let go of himself and then we watched the third video clip of him eating my shit again. Then I turned it off.

"Sit up," I told him.

He sat up and had his hands at his sides. As we made eye contact, his face turned red.

"I tricked you, Daniel. Feel free to leave if you wish. However, you can see now that you are able to eat my shit with no problems save a bit of belly discomfort later. If fact, you didn't complain of any problems after the first time. If you stay, I will expect you to keep my two day load I have inside me right now."

His handsome face blushed again. He swallowed hard and then spoke.

"I'm ready."

I was glad. I needed to relieve myself and I preferred to do it while his warm mouth was attached to my asshole.

"Great, follow me."

We walked to the corner of my bedroom area. I had a rimseat already set up.

"This is where I want you to feed from today."

"Okay,"

He quickly got on the cool, cement floor and put the pillow under his head. I'd adjusted the height perfectly. Once lying down, he automatically started eating my ass. I had the back-rest attached today. I lay back and relaxed while his tongue penetrated me. After he broke the seal, a hot fart whistled from my asshole. It smelled good. I closed my eyes and enjoyed getting eaten out. I felt the shit shifting inside me.

"You ready?" I asked.

"Yes!"

"Take your first bite."

I pushed to give him a small mouthful. It felt chunky and firm. Probably compressed nuggets.

"Hold it in your mouth," I ordered.

I leaned over and played with his nipples.

"Okay, chew and swallow."

I heard a full gulp.

"Yeah!" he sigh.

"Did you like that?"

"Yes Angel. It was good."

"Now take another bite."

I pushed and heard a crackling sound as another solid piece was delivered.

"Is that one too big?"

"No, I'll need some time to chew it up."

"Good, I'm expecting you to."

I stood up to see a four-inch solid turd in his mouth. Slowly, he chewed and the turd lowered an inch. He chewed a few more times and it sunk further. After several chews, his mouth was full and his cheeks were puffed out like a hamster.

"Take your time. Don't rush. Chew it slowly. That's it."

I let him chew for a couple of minutes.

"Is it all chewed up?"

He nodded.

"Swallow just a little bit."

He did it.

"Now swallow half."

There was just a bit of shit spit drooling from the side of his mouth.

"Now open your mouth," I ordered.

I sat down again and aimed my penis toward his mouth and let loose a couple of spurts of piss."

He looked perfect with an open mouth full of shit sludge and fresh piss foam.

"Now flush!"

He closed his mouth and swallowed hard. Then he let out a really loud burp. The sweet smell of it wafted up to my nose.

"Perfect!"

I sat in the middle of the seat again and relaxed. I farted and then felt soft shit making its way out.

"Keep your mouth on my hole. Here it comes."

I felt the fudge-like shit oozing out of me. He kept a perfect seal on my asshole lips.

"I'm gonna let you eat it from here on. Keep it sealed."

"Uhurh," He agreed.

I felt his tongue pressing the shit out of the way and I let more out. I heard a gulp and I let out more. This went on for a while as I slowed down the flow. I let out a bite, and he sucked it down. After I felt his mouth emptying, I gave him more. I felt him for just over thirty minutes. Three times I let him loose to fart shit burps from his mouth. When I felt I was totally done, I let him clean my ass. He obediently licked my for a while until I sensed he had tired. I asked him to get up and lay on the bed with me.

"I'm so full!" he said.

"Lay back," I replied. "You'll need to burp."

I rubbed his belly. Normally flat, it bulged in the middle. I was proud to have filled him up. I kissed his neck and he sighed. I rubbed the shit-filled bloated belly and coaxed another nasty belch from him.

"Let it out. You did a good job. You're a really good toilet!"

Did I mention that his penis had never been soft? He lay there sleepily.

"I ate too much!" he groaned.

"No, you did it perfectly. Your job is to eat all of whatever I offer."

"Yeah, as my personal toilet."

"Fuck, say that again," He asked.

"You're my personal toilet."

"Can I get off?" He asked.

"Yeah, but I'll reward you." I told him.

With that said, I climbed over him and got into a sixty-nine position. I lowered my hole onto his mouth and started to give him head. His average-sized dick was the perfect suck. It filled my mouth easily. He moaned as my head bobbed up and down. I enjoyed him sucking on my ass lips, so I pushed them out for him get more. I wasn't sure if I could produce anymore shit, but I grunted and pushed. I heard him smacking messily. I farted and it sounded messy. I smelled a nasty stink from behind me. Regardless of its stink, he ate it up! As he was licking the slop from my hole, cum erupted from his cock in my mouth. I let it fill before I swallowed. He produced a lot of jizz and it was very tasty.

"Lick it clean, and then you can wash up."

"Okay!" he mumbled.

He loyally cleaned me up again. When he pulled away, he had a streak if light brown shit on his chin and his nose. He was so handsome and the shit smears made me swoon. I let him go wash up alone. Once done, he dressed and I told him goodbye.

As he bicycled away, I thought of a plan that might work. What if he was here every day?

To be continued