Date: Wed, 07 Feb 2001 21:26:41 -0800
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: HUSTLERS' PRANK

(Scat)

               HUSTLERS' PRANK

   $10,000 was too much to pass up. In town for only a few
hours more, the Iranian diplomat was insistent. He'd become
enamored of Philip on his last visit. It must be him, and he
must perform the act. He may never be in such an uninhibited
mood again. He wanted the boy to take a shit directly into his
mouth! He wished to suck his turd and be able to savor the
taste on his flight home.
   Well, when you cater to an international clientele and are
known throughout Washington for being discrete and
accommodating, we had our reputation for service to think of.
See, unfortunately Phil had taken a dump only a couple of hours
earlier. It was obvious no explanation was going to suit the
man.
   Stalling him, we had an outrageous plan to work out. Truly
unique. Luckily, Phil was absolutely anal-oriented. He loved
big things up his tookus, and regularly took care of the most
heavily-endowed customers. The added plus was his delight in
being fist-fucked.
   We sped into action--two of the younger fellas and I--teasing,
licking, fingering, and generally getting him loosened up. Then
Marky, a pro at servicing men who wanted to feel a hand probing
their rectum, gave him the works! We had a hell of a time
keeping Phil from coming. We kept slapping his cock.
   When Marky had him gaping, I dropped my pants. The boys
held his butt in the air--spread open. I squatted down over the
spot and took a shit! The fellows made sure my big turd slipped
down the pit and pushed it further into his rectum.
   The Iranian was called in. Ready to leave him with the
demure-looking Phillip on the bed, he requested we stay. He'd
gotten instantly quite excited seeing the boy, and desired an
audience to enhance the atmosphere of lewdness as he performed
the obscenity, suggesting it may be an added incentive to
ensure our being discrete about his activities. Curious, we
agreed--but apprehensive about being able to refrain from
laughter.
   He disrobed, brandishing a stiff, brown erection which he
masturbated while kneeling next to the bed, tonguing Phillip's
anus. We only hoped he could contain it long enough the way
he'd been expanded! But Phil had the ability to work those
muscles the other way, too. He used them to hug that big turd
of mine and even re-fuse it somewhat.
   He rose and had Phil suck his prick awhile, then his
anticipation got the better of him. But the man wanted a more
vulgar position. He had Phil plant his feet on either side of
his head and squat down til his puffy anus was above his lips.
That way he could push his bottom up without disturbing his
balance as the boy bent to blow him.
   I gave the 'boys' the okay-so-far sign, and noticed they were
feeling each other up. I hadn't been paying much attention
since weird acts were nothing new to me. I discovered later
they'd been stiff since they saw me slide that turd out. They'd
never seen anyone take a shit before that, and now they were
excited to watch what the man would do when it reappeared in
the same manner.
   The moment that smooth, white ass came down he began to
slobber over it quite frantically--digging his tongue up inside
and swirling it as his head rotated along with it. He pulled
away, aghast! I gritted my teeth. He was wondering just why the
kid's hole was so loose. No...he just thinks the kid can't
wait!
   "SHEEEET! SHEEEET!" he cried. "GEEVE ME SLOW YOU HOT
SHEET!"
   That ass ring immediately sprung open and my turd peeked
out. And a damned good looking turd it was!
   Phil's anus was stretched wide--stuffed with a dark, greasy
tube of rocky-terrained shit. With a deep groan of submission,
the man began to lap his tongue over it and around the anus as
he fondled the cushy buttocks. As it slowly emerged, he licked
passionately and continually slurped on the end of it. He was
also sniffing with abandon, showing he found the aroma very
enticing. Must admit, I felt rather proud that he was enjoying
it so much!
   When about five inches of the turd hung from Phil's
asshole, the man pushed his butt up and squirmed enough to
raise his head and slide his tongue along it. A couple of
fingers from one hand were used to assure it didn't fall out.
Then he fell beneath it and opened his mouth, letting the turd
slide between his lips far enough that he could suck it while
slowly pushing up and watching Phil shit the rest from his
butthole. Holding Phil's ass in place, he rested the turd along
his asscrack while he salaciously sucked away...groaning with
lust and excitement...overwhelmed at his own ability to be so
filthy and lecherous.
   A unique, highly-charged experience, I've been told,
finding the most debasing, obscenely erotic act imaginable
being performed by yourself! An aphrodisiac more powerful than
anything derived through voyeurism.
   A few more gluttonous sucks on the turd, then Phil began to
gag on the tremendous load shooting into his mouth. He had to
gulp over and over to retain the evidence of the man's ecstasy.
   He paid gladly, giving Phil a $2,000 tip! With absolutely
no sense of shame, he declared it was wonderful! A perversion
he fully intended to try again and again. Almost as an
afterthought, he turned and added that the most remarkable
thing was that Phil's turd tasted exactly how he'd imagined it
would!
   That did it. We broke into uncontrollable laughter. Raising
an eyebrow, he decided it was humorous and laughed along with
us!
   A quickly scrounged-up plastic bag was utilized when he
decided he must take the turd along on his flight. When we
gasped and expressed concern about airport security and
customs, he just smiled and winked.
   "Diplomatic immunity, my friends!"


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