Date: Sun, 4 Nov 2001 15:16:38 EST
From: Bkcycler@aol.com
Subject: EATIN' IT AT THE BATHS  (ws, scat)

Disclaimer: Hey, Buddy.  You have chosen the "Urination" 
section.  That means raunch.  If raunch is not your scene, turn back 
now!  (Otherwise, welcome to the brotherhood of shit and piss!)


EATIN' IT AT THE BATHS - Part 1


That night the line into the baths extended out past the entrance 
and onto the sidewalk, but guys didn't mind because the doorway 
never was all that well lit anyway. On purpose. You had to know it 
was there, know the address, in order to find it.  And it got dark 
early in December anyway. And bitter cold sometimes, like that 
night.  Not surprising considering it was the day after Christmas. 

Figures, Derek thought.  All these guys probably being such good 
sports the last few days, forcing chuckles about not finding the 
right girl yet, watching game after game with their uncles and 
cousins, eating their asses off. making it up to themselves at last.  

Making up for lost time.  

Fuck time.

Derek enjoyed making changing in the locker room a slow, sweet 
tease for himself, hoarding a tingling deep inside his butt as he 
fitted his shoes into the bottom of the locker and folded his socks 
and shirt and laid them neatly on top of the shoes, pretending to 
himself that he barely noticed the other customers changing around 
him.  As if he didn't register the exact moment a hairy stud sat 
back down a few inches away after rolling his jockeys off, his 
brown hole imprinting a new layer on top of the hundreds of 
others.  Or the thick cocks springing free, suddenly unfolding out 
from their coarse nests. "Just a few college jocks in for a quick 
pickup game before heading home," Derek told himself, 
prolonging the tease.  "The muted, thumping disco, the whiffs of 
chlorine in the warm moist air, the frolicking Greek lads in the 
murals? Oh, just playful touches, decor..." 

Yeah, right.

Key on his wrist, token towel draped over his shoulders, Derek 
reminded himself to be cool and take his time this time.  "Just 
stroll. Take it easy. Window-shop.  You got all night, baby." 

But  fuck!  Every other door open! Corridor after corridor!  And, 
Santa Claus had most definitely made a stop at the Baths that 
night, a special Santa with a fuckaholic's eye for slutty hunks 
stretching  buttholes open as angry red dicks bobbed  up and down 
and lips tensed and puckered,  index fingers jabbing toward 
rounded mouths.   

"Oooo. shoulda pissed", he realized after he was underway, 
giving his cock-and-balls a quick squeeze."Well, maybe later. 
Or, who knows, maybe a piss enema suck? .you never know."

He felt proud of himself for holding out according to plan. No  
lunge to flash-fuck the first hole he sees for this veteran  gourmet 
..So what if his cum dams up for a while?  He would just have to 
be a walking cum-bomb that night, his jazzy shoot stuff getting so 
concentrated and compressed he would feel like he was walking 
around in a state of permanently just-about-to-cum inner fuck. 

One thing was missing, though: he had to have something, he 
didn't care what, up his ass!  He finger-fucked as he walked along, 
but his ass was whimpering for more ."Oh my ass, my ass," he 
groaned quietly,  his hole greedily sucking his finger in.

Then it happened.  A pair of glittering eyes suddenly seized his 
with a force that instantly canceled all his resolve to be Sir Knight 
of the Royal Holdout. 

Damn.

Laboratory tests show over and over that the shortest interval in the 
known universe is the time it takes for two gay guys to check each 
other out. Derek's nanosecond readout was that the guy had an OK 
if fairly class-clown face and a tight, in-shape body, but was no 
fanatic about it.   Not a star, just your regular neighborhood 
fuckhole. Which was OK.  Derek had moved beyond the who's-
the-fairest-in-the-land scene.  As long as a guy was within a decent 
range in looks and shape, all that mattered to him was the prospect 
of guys totally losing themselves in a deadly wipeout fuck


EATIN' IT AT THE BATHS - Part 2

Derek didn't even remember stepping into the guy's room and 
closing the door, but the next thing he knew he was standing 
silently with his crotch next to the guy's face, his usual approach.  
The guy turned to lie sideways and took Derek's cock in his mouth 
like what else is new.  Derek ran the fingertips of one hand lightly 
through the guy's hair and gently down the side of his face while 
reaching his other hand back to stroke the guy's hole with his fuck-
you finger, but instead his finger skidded crazily in warm muck.    

He felt a rigid tongue-tip poke into his pisshole as the guy gently 
gripped his balls with one hand and slowly caressed his stomach 
with the other.  Derek saw the guy's cock arch and tighten, and 
began to feel a scary sizzle revving up way back near his own hole 
and pulled out.  The guy glanced up at him, startled.

"No,..wait,..man.  Let's go slow.. OK?"  Derek whispered.  The guy
nodded.

After a moment the guy lay back on the mattress and began to lift 
his legs, catching hold of his ankles to pull them back toward his 
chest.  A powerful tang suddenly filled the cubicle, a smell like 
serious cheese and hickory smoke mixed together. The guy 
watched for Derek's reaction, but Derek just sniffed loudly, closed 
his eyes, said "Ahhh..," and then leaned down and licked the guy's 
nearest calf, then kissed the heel of the other foot. Derek  rubbed a 
palm roughly across his own tits.  The guy reached down with both 
hands and stretched his hole open.

Derek moved his head down and in so his mouth would be a few 
inches from the guy's hole.  "Push it out, man," he whispered, 
blowing softly to keep from getting carried away too quickly to 
that maddening tang.  

"Uh..better not." 

"Why not?" Derek asked, looking back up at him. 

"Well.uh.OK, I just got fucked."

"Well,.yeah..?" Derek shrugged and grinned hey whatever.

"OK.  OK. ..I have this friend who does porn, see, and..uh.they 
never let him come inside, you know?   Never.  He always has to 
pull out so they can get the shot..."

Derek nodded slowly."yeah.?"

"Well. I always let him stay in."

"Oh," Derek nodded.  

Then, "Big load?"

"Shit!.I mean shit, man, it's like he was getting electrocuted.he 
shuddered and thrashed back and forth so much the whole place 
could feel it. as if they couldn't tell anyway, the way he was 
groaning .like he's so out of control he couldn't  stop to give a 
shit anyway.It really turns him on when my crack is all slick and 
brown.You could tell they were getting whiffs of my shit,  he 
was heating it up so much.  It set some of them off.  I could feel 
the partitions start to shake all around us."

Derek stared back at the opened hole at the center of a large circle 
of brown.  It made sense now that the guy wouldn't want to take a 
chance and strain like he's trying to take a shit just to make his 
hole pucker out. 

Then it dawned on him that Santa Claus had just arranged to give 
him the best Christmas present of all.

"You want it, man?"  

"Oh, baby!!!   
   
For a long while they just looked at each other, from time to time  
shifting their gazes downwards and licking their lips.   

"Derek."

"Leon."

Derek puckered his lips as far out and rigid as he could and moved 
in and made touchdown.  He stayed there for a while.  When he 
was sure that he could hold his face in firmly enough to keep a 
seal, he started to suck air in to pull tighter and tighter.  Leon 
whined and twitched back and forth: "Oh, oh.I gotta shit!  
Oo..0ooo.. I gotta take a shit so bad! Ooooo!! He gasped and then, 
finally, let loose, his volcano suddenly fucking Derek's mouth, 
blasting the porn guy's load in a long, steady stream, the starchy, 
mildly sweet cum favored with the bitter cinnamon of turd.

It took everything Derek had not to cum.  "Just take it, man, but.. 
no, don't cum" he begged himself silently.  "No,..no cum."  

Somehow, it worked. His dick obeyed. He slowly eased his mouth 
away from Leon's hole, then inched up and forward over Leon's 
stomach to touch his lips to Leon's.  Again they waited, knowing 
what was coming next.


EATIN' IT AT THE BATHS - Part 3

The started to hump to pass the time, arching away from each other 
and then slamming back together, in slow motion, then hopping up 
off the mattress to stand facing each other so they could keep 
banging up against each other like a dream fuck, then humping  
back onto the mattress. They opened their mouths, finally, spitting 
and swirling to share the porn guy's cum back and forth, doing the 
two-way cumsuck they didn't want to hold off any longer. 

"I wanna fuck, Leon. You wanna fuck, you wanna fuck?"

"Please, piss on me first, " Leon begged, humping his crotch 
upward a few more times. 

"Yeah," Derek moaned, sitting back and tilting his head back.  He 
pinched his own tits hard and panted "O-o-h yeahh!"  The he 
reached down and snapped his dick a couple of times until it 
started to soften up and concentrated his attention on the urine 
swelling his bladder so he could just dribble out a little at a time.  
He inched a little forward so his knees were now on either side of 
Leon's chest and fitted one of Leon's nipple tips into his piss slit.

While they were waiting for piss Derek reached back to cup 
Leon's dick and balls and scoop his middle finger into Leon's slick 
crack.  He rotated the finger, and then pissed around Leon's nipple 
a little.  Leon yelped. After a while Derek lifted his cock up off the 
nipple and scrootched forward until he had his slit aimed right at 
Leon's lips, just an inch away. They looked into each other's eyes 
for a few minutes.  Then Leon held Derek's hips as he opened his 
mouth wide, stretching his lips outward hungrily.

Derek stayed in control, letting a brief yellow stream arc forward 
and down into Leon's mouth, grinning at his new toilet buddy as 
he did so.  Leon's eyes grinned back as he chugged down the swig 
of hot urine. Slowly, Derek pulled his brown-coated finger out of 
Leon's ass and wiped it off on his tongue, his lips, and around his 
nostrils.  Leon watched and listened intently as Derek sniffed his 
finger and licked his lips, gulping and then purring like a cat.  Leon 
saw that the taste and stink of his own shit had made Derek's cock 
shiny hard.

"Fuck."

"Fuckkkk."

Derek held the purple tip of his cock to Leon's hole.  It pulsed and 
jumped, but neither guy was in a rush. 

"You got some cum you wanna shoot up into my ass, man?"

Derek suddenly shoved an inch past Leon's sphincter and 
said,"Yeah!"  Leon winced and whimpered, but held him. 

"I love the way you eat my shit, man" Leon rasped after a few 
minutes.  "I wish I could eat some of my own shit right now!"

Derek leaned down over him so they could kiss again and Leon 
could get the taste of his own shit, and he could get the aftertaste of 
his own piss from Leon's mouth.  Leon broke the kiss so he could 
lick more of his own shit from Derek's nostrils.  Derek took his 
sweet time gliding his cock deep up inside Leon. Once he was in as 
far as his balls would allow he rotated his hips so his cock would 
poke in a circle inside Leon's soft, warm rectum, then pulled back 
slightly, and then rammed back in hard.  Then he pulled almost all 
the way out, then knifed around sideways just inside Leon's hole.  
He rammed in again as deep as he could go, and Leon smiled up at 
him.

"I'm gonna fart, man!"

Derek braced himself.  He could feel the fart traveling down inside 
Leon's rectum all along the whole length of his cock.  He knew it 
always felt good to cut a fart, and this time, before the sour, flat 
stench hit his nose, he could even feel the fart while Leon was 
cutting it, vibrating and squeezing out over his cock. They sniffed 
it up together.
 
Derek leaned in so they could kiss again.  Leon spit into Derek's 
mouth.  They scraped against each other's tits and Derek went 
spastic, unconscious now and forgetting to breathe as his dick took 
over, an independent fuck machine fucking him as much as it was 
fucking Leon.  For the next few minutes they ripped savagely into 
each other like raging, sweating psychotics, totally lost in blind, 
merciless fuck.


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