Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 20:41:02 -0800
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: MAJESTIC HOTEL-Part 3 (scat ws)

            MAJESTIC HOTEL Part 3 by bawdypen

   ROOM 403:
   "Mmmm! Mmmm!" the still fit middle-aged man moaned,
slurping his lips from one juicy teenage cock knob to the
other, congratulating himself that he'd made a perfect choice
for his tax refund: two big-dicked, round-assed teen studs
that'll do anything for the right money.
   Facing each other from different ends of the bed, legs
spread and their crotches bumped up together, the boys lazed
back on their elbows enjoying the kneeling cocksucker's obvious
pleasure at servicing their stiff rods and hairy balls. Yeh,
what a way to make a buck! The old coot's got a platter of hot
teen goodies at hand, and we get paid 'n blown. Everybody's
happy.
   Glancing up with glazed eyes and admiration, the man spoke
slowly as he squeezed a rigid boner in each fist.
   "You fellas have both got magnificent pricks! Guys in the
locker room must drool seein' you bareassed, hunh? Bet the
fruits make themselves available, right? Hell, who could resist
these pretty boners? Yeh, horny guys like you probably know
just how to tease your straight buddies into going down on ya.
You know, the 'messin' around' or 'just to see what it's like
once' routines."
   "Sometimes," the dimpled one winked.
   "And if that don't work," the brunette added conspiratorily,
"all ya gotta do is offer to go down on 'em first. Watchin' a
dude down there suckin' on their fat knob and they spin around
real quick!"
   "Who wouldn't? But I'll bet they won't do what I'm gonna
do. Get up and lemme suck on those sweet, poochy buttholes of
yours some more then I want you to stick your pricks way up
each other's assholes, put 'em together like this again, and
let me clean 'em off! 1'll pay a little extra if that disgusts
you too much."
   "Extra's good," one said.
   Nodding, the other one agreed. "Won't bother us. If you're
anything like one dude we see regularly, you probably want 'em
as dirty as possible, right? Sticking 'em way up means you'll
turn on to licking the shit off, hunh? That's cool."
   "Oh, yes," he moaned. "It's something I've always wanted to
do but was too embarrassed to try. At my age, though, screw it.
I'm gonna lick your filthy pricks clean and show you what a pig
I am for stud boys. I'll suck on your mushy assholes, too.
Always wanted to suck out a guy's hole after watching him get
fucked."
   "Wanna suck out our hot loads, right?"
   "Yes..." he took a reflective breath, "just having you
watch me performing such an obscenely vulgar act will guarantee
I'll clean every spec of your sweet shit off even if I don't
find it as luscious as I expect. Yep, I'll eat your shit,
fellas," he groaned, suddenly standing up.
   A long, steely erection bobbed excitedly before him as his
pants fell around his knees. A glint of surprise showed on the
boys' faces. They were obviously impressed. He wrapped a fist
around the shaft and gave it a few strokes.
   "Okay, butts up, boys! Lemme get my face in them. Damn, I
sure wish they were as fragrant as before. God, they smelled
good! Maybe they'll be nice and ripe after gettin' fucked. You
could pull out once and smear your knob all around there, then
ram it back in and get me that juicy coating I'm eager to slurp
off. That way I'll still have a couple of nice stinky buttholes
for licking later."
   "You, uh, want us to blow you later?" the brunette asked as
he stared at the man's leaking knob, trying not to sound too
eager even though the two studs long ago confessed their
enjoyment at sucking cocks while maintaining being straight and
doing it 'mostly' for the money.
   Their usual act consisted of being 'serviced' by a queer
gentleman or two, but they didn't pull any bones about opening
up if a nice stiff joint gets waved in their face. Good thing,
too, since many customers get off watching them 'queering' each
other. Hell, a lack of business and bursting nuts'll have them
flop down anywhere for a wild 69. No coy hesitations, no games.
A snap of the fingers and a wagging boner'll have 'em bareassed
and clawing to get each other off and drain those overactive
teenage balls of as much cum as possible. Both agree the taste
of cum ain't so fuckin' great, but having it squirting into
their mouth is a kick.
   Besides, they both were huge load spurters and they'd only
gag trying to store it up to spit out. Letting it out the sides
and down the chin only made a mess and decreased the pleasure
of the blowjob. Yep, better to just suck it down and enjoy it
so you can concentrate on giving your buddy a hot blow. Maybe
even better than some of those fruits do. Yeah, fuck it. He
sure sucks my cock up real good!
   Only once, at the insistence of a burly client and his pal,
did they ever put their tongues to each other's asshole and
lick...and that was only after the drunken voyeurs had already
sucked their holes raw and left 'em sparkling with nary a tinge
of their prior pungency. Frankly, the dimpled one wasn't all that
obsessed about it. He just went along with that opinion after
his friend had barked to an arrogant, insistent john, "Mister,
I don't suck nobody's shithole! Fags pay to suck out MY
shithole. If I did, I'd be doing the paying...and I sure as
fuck wouldn't begin by putting my face up a fat keester like
yours! Now, you can lick my dirty hole out some more, chew on
each other's ugly old buttholes, or we can pull our pants up
and call it even."
   Needless to say, the man shrugged with a 'you can't blame
me for trying' grin and quickly threw the boy's legs up to
plaster his mouth over the stinky pit. After a few positively
disgusting-sounding vulgar slurps he pulled his face out a
moment.
   "Have it your way, kid. But you sure don't know what you're
missing. Even that hairy crack my friend's got will get me down
to feast when I'm on the rail and there's no sweet thing like
you around. Believe me, kid. Sucking a dirty ugly asshole's
better than having no asshole to suck. Even when ya can taste
shit like I do right now."
   He plunged his tongue down into the hustler's rectum,
working it around shamelessly. The punk's refusal and insults
only amused him. Hell, at that age what pretty boy wanted to
stick his tongue up a chunky rearend like his? If it was so
great, then why was he shelling out so much dough for tender
boyass when he could slosh around all the mature holes he
wanted? Of course, when you get older even those fleshy
stinkholes come in handy when you're in the mood to just spend
an afternoon sucking out a big mushy anus while another
tongue's digging for dirt up your butt with as much depraved
hunger. Heck, if a guy's got a large raunchy one and he's
somebody that loves exploring rectums shamelessly and even said
right out he was goin' in to taste that hot shit...who cares if
it's sagging, seldom washed, and got hemmorhoids hanging out of
the stinky hole? They're good to suck on, too! Fuck yeah. Only
way, if ya dig that. Just can't find youngsters running around
with nasty bulbs around their assholes. Put your face up an old
guy's bottom to find them jewels.
   A few extra bucks, however, and they agreed to lick each
other's asshole, making it clear they weren't gonna SUCK on
them! They laughed about it after leaving, knowing they'd
avoided doing it to the old farts by saying pretty much what
the men half-expected them to say...then went home and sucked
ass for a good while!
   Yeah, they'd learned a few things since then. And how to
avoid doing certain things to certain clients. Now they were 
butt-up and getting rimmed avidly, getting loosened up so they 
could plow each other's asses.
   "You know," said Dimples over his shoulder, "most guys who 
like what you do also enjoy swallowing piss. You want us to 
piss in your mouth first?"
   "Well, I don't know. Never really though much about that. 
But what the hell, tonight's for going all out. Let's do it!"
   Being a novice, they suggested something to catch any 
runover. They dragged a wastebasket that was next to the desk 
and put it between their legs as they sat on the edge of the 
bed and the man knelt to "drain their lizards."
   He did a swell job...hardly missing a drop.
   "Hey, not bad. Not bad at all," he said, wiping his mouth. 
But let's get to the fucking. I WANNA LICK SOME SHITTY COCKS!"
   It was not a filthy affair, just a few dirty streaks and a 
nice glob of the head of Dimple's fat cockhead. But the man 
was loving every tasty swipe of his tongue. It was just enough 
to satisfy his salacious appetite for now. A great debut. 
Next time he was sure he'd get even more adventurous!

    Room 212:
   "Don't fuck 'im so hard, Sam. You're draggin' shit outta
his ass!"
   "Thems the breaks, Clyde. Always wanted to pork a city boy
like this! Besides, the little slut likes it this way, doncha
boy?"
   "S-sure, mister. Bang me with your big prick!" The boy
pushed his butt up and smirked to himself. It wasn't that the
hick's cock was so small--just skinny. Still, he didn't mind
making a few extra bucks even if it was supposed to be his day
off. All the other boys were busy, so he took the call.
   "Yeah, but..." Clyde complained.
   "Too bad," Sam chuckled in amusement. "You gave me your
promise."
   "Ya ain't gonna hold me to it now, are ya?" Clyde gasped.
   "Sure am. You agreed to clean muh cock from a boy's ass if
I paid for the room. You got your pro-fessinul blowjob like you
wanted, now I get to see ya be dirty!"
   "Yeah, but...kinda figgered them slutboys cleaned up 'fore
hand, what with gettin' fucked all night like they do. Didn't
much count on him bein' so...fulla crap!"
   "Damned shame, that's fur sure," Sam chuckled. "Kinda
tickles me, though. Thought you fags liked young'uns? Ya sure
liked blowin' that pecker o' his."
   Tickle's about the right word, the boy thought. He wished
it was the dumb one fucking him. At least Clyde had a nice fat
sausage. Wasn't so bad to suck, but Sam's skinny one would have
been easier. Yeh, too bad they hadn't switched. He didn't
bother explaining why his butt was so unprepared for 'gettin'
fucked all night.'
   "Oughta be disgusted by the stink an' all, but it's sorta
wild fucking inta his hot, sticky mash! Pull yur thumb outta
muh ass and getchur nose down under muh balls. Mebbe you'll
like it. Never minded lickin' off my stinky hole..whenever I
letcha, that is," he laughed.
   "C-course not, Sam, but..." Clyde trailed off, scooching
his face behind his buddy's fat ass. Tomorrow they'd be
headin' back to Grover's Glen, and once more he'd have to rely
on the only man in the small town who allowed him sexual
liberties. He didn't get anything in return, of course--except
maybe a poke up the rump in a blue moon and a handjob at
Christmas. Still, he didn't wanna fuck up his only outlet.
   Stunk worse'n it looked, so Clyde held his nose and watched
Sam driving his long dick in and out. Kid had a nice, sweet
bottom, but Clyde was kinda partial to Sam's chunky butt.
Shucks, kinda liked the rough, arrogant bastard to tell the
truth. Started getting a boner again, too, seeing his fuzz part
and that poochy pink hole winkin' at him when his fuck strokes
got wilder. He took his thumb away from his nose and squeezed
his growing meat instead.
   Sam slowed down. "Pull muh cheeks open, Clyde. Gimme a deep
buttlick 'fore I blow muh load!"
   His tongue was already hanging out. Clyde moved his face
up, pulled the cushy bottom open, and stabbed his tongue into
the pungent pit and licked around in there.
   That did it. Sam gasped and bucked him away with the first
of only half a dozen violent pistoning lunges that drew the
boiling mansperm up from the heavy, bloated balls where it had
been churning. Sam grunted like the lusty animal he was--his
knob hosing down the boy's rectum with the usual half-pint.
   Sam climbed off, sitting on the edge of the bed catching
his breath. A gentle, but insistent hand pulled Clyde's head
into his crotch.
   "Aww, suck it, man! Lemme see ya clean muh juicy cock.
Ain't all that bad. Boy musta squeezed his butthole real good."
   Clyde curled his nose. "Still crappy!"
   "Yeah! See it don't stay that way, cocksucker."
   Clyde opened his mouth and Sam pushed it between his lips.
The kid scooted up and rested on an elbow, watching the man
licking and sucking his shit streaks away while staring up at
his buddy between those burly thighs. When it was obvious that
Clyde was  going for another hot load from the tasty prick, the
kid quietly dressed and waved goodbye.

   Room 619:
   Still high from the cocktail party after the close of the
convention, the three men took a couple of bottles to the room
they were sharing. After a few more drinks, Bill grinned at one
of them.
   "Dave? Isn't it about time?"
   The third man, Jim, hardly noticed when Dave slipped out of
the room. But he certainly noticed when he came from the
bathroom door a few minutes later...totally naked! And he was
smiling lecherously right at Jim. Jim blinked and looked at
Bill.
   "W-what's up, fellas?"
   "A treat for you, Jim. I was spying on you last week when
you had that stock boy way in the back." Jim blushed nervously
as Bill continued. "Since you love to lick other guys' assholes
so much, you wouldn't mind doing it to Dave while I watch,
right?"
   Jim gasped as Dave walked up to where he was sitting and
spun around. Bending way over, he pulled his cheeks apart and
pushed his butt right into Jim's face, startling the man.
   "B-but it stinks!" Jim cried in disgust. "Hey, did you just
go and take a shit just now?!"
   Since Dave was laughing so hard, Bill answered. "He sure
did, man." He walked over next to Dave and pulled the buttocks
open even more. "And he didn't wipe! Let's see you work that
hairy bung over!"
   "Gawd! What makes you think I'd enjoy doing that?! Get it
away!"
   "Are you kidding us? I heard you while you were slobbering
your tongue all over that kid's hole. Plain as day, you said he
had such a sweet asshole you'd eat a mile-long turd outta
there! Figured you were exaggerating a trifle, but it was clear
you liked the way he tasted. So I told Dave to shit first so
you couldn't resist it!"
   "Is...is this blackmail, you guys?" Jim nearly whispered.
   Something in Jim's eyes told Bill the guy wanted that to be
the case. A bit of force and coercion to excuse whatever he
does, perhaps?
   "You could call it that, buddy," Bill said, getting a
strange look from Dave. Quickly, Bill leaned down and whispered
in Dave's ear to explain. Dave nodded. Bill turned his
attention back to Jim. "You still think that butt stinks too
bad to lick? Don't look all that filthy to me. I'd say Dave
took a real clean shit, wouldn't you?"
   "Ain't too bad, I guess," Jim agreed. "Well, can't deny
what you saw, can I? Since you're forcing me...fuck it! Always
suspected you had a nice ass, Dave. You wouldn't guess it'd be
so hairy, though. Um, okay you guys...I'll do it!" He pressed
his nose closer and sniffed!
   "Yeah, do it slow so I can see it all!" Bill gushed. "Man,
that was such a hot scene with the kid! I wished to fuck I'd
had some binoculars at the time. M-maybe you'll do it to me,
too, hunh? I won't shit first, though--unless you want me to."
   Jim glared at him, then giggled. "Uh...lemme taste this one
first, okay? My cock's getting hard...I'm drunk...and the
combination sometimes makes me do crazy things!"
   Jim proceeded to lap the crack up and down and even poke
inside a few times. When it was clean, he pulled his prick from
his pants and looked at Bill. "Okay, your turn!"
   "Terrific!" He started to drop his pants. "Like this, or
you want some spice on it?"
   "Uh...what the hell, go on in and take a shit," he grinned.
"Wait a second. We'll go in with you. I always wanted to watch
a guy shit. I'll lick your ass in there."
   Bill stripped...they all did...and straddled the toilet 
backwards, hiking his ass several inches above the bowl and 
holding his buttcheeks apart.
   "Oh, man, I didn't know I had to go so bad," Bill gushed 
as he suddenly slid a very long, thick turd from his ass.
   Dave wasn't upset that he'd been included. In fact, he
found the prospect rather intriguing. What he didn't expect,
and what made him come in his hand, was when Jim leaned down
and began to lick Bill's turd as he was shitting!

   Room 912:
   The first turd felt good stretching me as it slid out and
plopped into the water with a big splash. A splash loud enough
to be heard by the two guys who barged in at that moment.
Chuck, my lover, and some guy he'd dragged up from the bar
downstairs.
   Chuck stomped over to me, closely followed by the other
guy. They were both naked and bloated tubes of meat swung
between their legs.
   "H-hey!" I cried in protest as Chuck bent and twisted his
arm around my waist--lifting my butt clear off the toilet seat!
   "Relax, sugar," he said like a gas man interrupting
everything to check the meter. "Me and Rory were talking. He
can't believe with your smooth skin you'd have a hairy asshole.
I said I'd prove it."
   Holding me suspended in one powerful grip, he pulled my
cheek aside with his other hand.
   "See? Big ring of dark hair. See how it's away from the
pink anus far enough that shit didn't get in his hairs?"
   "Chuu-uk, this is embarrassing!" I whined. He ignored me,
bending over to sniff my dirty crack. That made Rory gasp--
becoming intrigued at Chuck's blatant perversions. At my
lover's insistence, Rory agreed to sniff me. He got his nose up
near my butt. Chuck set me on my feet so to use both hands to
spread my filthy asscrack for the guy.
   "Aw, Chuckie, don't!" I warned. "I'm not done shitting.
You're gonna make it..."
   "Great!" he blurted. "Come on, Rory. I'll teach you the
pleasure in watching a dude take a shit. Kneel down here." He
let me loose.
   "Dang, you're a wild one, Chuck! Okay, but I'm just gonna
watch."
   "Sure, buddy. But ya gotta sniff, too."
   "Don't guess I'd be able to avoid it, now, would I?"
   "Not the same. Best way to learn to appreciate shit is to
discover that the stench is hot and nasty and gives ya a
boner!"
   Resigned to their drunken antics, I got into Chuck's
favorite position for dirty sexplay. I climbed onto the toilet
seat facing the wall and squatted my stinky butt down over the
opening. Voyeurs or no, I had more in there! Staring
nonchalantly at the wall ahead of me, I listened to the horny
banter behind me as I dropped a couple more steamy turds out.
   Having my most intimate defecations viewed up close and
appraised so openly was nothing new. Not since meeting Chuck,
anyway. Sometimes I think he'd rather watch me take a shit than
just about anything. That's alright. I can get into it if it
makes him happy. Besides, it's a very exciting thing to lewdly
shit in someone's face.
   This was the first time he'd ever shared his little habit
with a third person...even going so far as to slide his tongue
up and down my greasy turd as it was sliding out of my rectum!
Boy, he must have been drunk. Not to lick my turd...he does
that all the time. But to let a guy see him do it. He tried to
get Rory to do it, but he declined.
   "Well, he took a clean shit. Why don't you at least lick
his asshole to get an idea of the flavor?" Chuck suggested.
   Rory agreed much too readily. A bit more insistence and
he'd have gladly licked my turd. It was turning him on
fiercely!"
   "Good," Chuck eased his face into my crack and watched him
lick around my gamey, slick anus. "Get a good taste, man. I'm
gonna get back here and lick your asshole." He bent his head
down and crammed his face into Rory's sweaty crack.
   "Oooh, pungent! God I love it when a guy's asshole smells!
Mmmm, I can taste the leftover cheese from your last turd!
That's dynamite, man." He settled back there for a full-scale
attack. "Let's see if I can tongue out some nice warm shit!"
   I knew Chuck was giving him the treatment from the way Rory
suddenly shot his tongue far up my butt and swirled it around!
   "Damn!" Rory gasped. "Never thought I'd ever get off
licking a guy's asshole clean after he shits! OH, MAN!" he said
over his shoulder, "SUCK THAT SHITHOLE FOR ME, YOU TURD-LICKER!
Suck it loose so I can take a big shit for you!"
   "Think you can?" Chuck asked him excitedly.
   "Maybe. You really want me to, or do you only lick his
turds?"
   "He's my steady diet, man. But I'll lick any turd from a
sweet asshole like this. Don't answer now, but think about
trying it. I got a three-day supply up my rearend that
guarantees a fat, gruesome monster. Let's lick each other's
shit!"
   "Well..." Rory pondered, "as long as it's solid. Sure, I'm
game just this once."
   Chuck sure knows how to pick 'em. That poor bastard left
hours later not knowing what hit him! He'd licked out my hole,
sniffed on the dirty fingers that Chuck used to catch his own
turd when he'd shit, and took Chuck's dark, greasy turd
straight into his mouth from his asshole!
  Room 667:
   "Listen," the wide-eyed, drooling man began as he pulled
down his ridiculous-looking flowered boxer shorts, "I want you
fellas to tie my wrist to the bedposts and take turns fucking
my smelly ass."
   "You got that right, man!" one of the surly street hustlers
snarled, squinching his nose in disgust. Bending to untie his
shoes he'd gotten a whiff of the man's nearby bottom when the
crack had momentarily spread apart. "PHEW!"
   "I want you to keep switching off. Ram your prick deep up
my fuckhole for a few strokes then pull it out and bring it up
to my face. While your friend starts screwing me, you make me
lick your dirty cock off. When it's thoroughly clean, trade
places. If I've prepared properly, your pricks should become
very filthy. I'll fight and squirm, and turn my head away, but
you must force me to lick every scrap of shit off each and
every time. Repeat this until there's either no shit left up my
ass or you come. I'll pay you by the number of times you
present me with a newly-coated shitty cock I'm forced to suck
clean, so hold off coming as long as you can. And don't be
afraid to get insistent even if your knob has a huge glob of
messy poop stuck on it. Make me eat it off there--even if I
gag."
   The grubby punk, listening open-mouthed to the john's
precise instructions, turned to his fellow whoreboy and
smirked.
   "Now we know why he's offered us so much."
   "Yeah, another one of them! Usually they want us to shit.
Tell me, asshole," he asked the man who was pulling two pair of
handcuffs from a paper bag, "just out of curiosity, why don't
you just take a shit on the bed and get down and eat it? What
do you need us for?"
   "Because that's disgusting. While I do eat my own shit, and
only my own, it has to be from a prick that's been up my ass.
But I need to be humiliated and forced. Otherwise it holds no
interest for me."
   "What if," the other one evilly intoned once he'd secured
one of the man's wrists to the post, "we decide to finish up by
taking a shit in your mouth?"
   "OH, THAT'S A FOUL AND REPULSIVE SUGGESTION!" the man cried
in outrage. "That's not a thing a man such as me should be
subjected to!" He took a deep breath. "But seeing as how I'll
be completely at your mercy, I suppose I'd be obliged to suck
at your assholes should you demand it. That would be quite
acceptable."
   The second pair clicked, leaving him vulnerable.
   "Oh dear, these situations always make me quite nervous.
But I'm sure you nice fellows wouldn't take advantage beyond
our agreement."
   The first guy leaned over and grinned. "Oh, we know the
agreement, alright. We'll feed you lots of crap from your fat
ass, you shiteater. Then we'll give you two big juicy turds for
dessert, and plenty of hot piss to wash it down!"
   "Um, Roger, aren't we gonna just stick to the deal?"
   "Haven't you figured it out yet, pal. That is the deal with
creeps like him. Sure, he likes his own filth. Probably gobbles
up his turds right from the pot. But he wants to be shit on. He
really wants to be a toilet to hot guys like us."
   "You sure?"
   "Yep. Just wait til you feel how his tongue flutters around
when your hole gapes and he knows a big slimy turd is soon
gonna be halfway down his throat! And we won't let him up til
he's eaten both of 'em and sucked us out. That's when we get
the fuckin' bonus!"
   "NO! NO!" the man cried, his porky meat at full staff.
   "Oh, yes, Dunghole." He climbed onto the bed. "You picked
the right boys this time. Your asshole stinks to high heaven,
alright, but we love shit games and we know how shiteaters
think. Hold his legs back."
   He pushed the man's thighs back and rubbed his flared nose
in there, then started to suck the man's shitty asshole! His
buddy backed his butt up and made the man smell it, which he
did, especially enjoying the sight of that crusty ring around
the anus he'd later get to lick off.


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