Date: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 23:28:28 +0100 From: piggietail <schweineland@gmail.com> Subject: Matthew and Peter 06 (scat) The following story is purely fictional. Please read it legally - be of a legal age and in a legal place. Any similarity in plot or resemblance to a real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Please do not copy and/or publish this story without expressed permission from the author. Thanks :) Please be aware that an archive of this size needs your donations to be kept alive and offer the pleasure of reading to you and many others. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I forgot to mention that you should only be reading the set of Matthew-and-Peter-stories if you like scat and scatplay. The protagonists of these chapters are looking for this everywhere and also have no inhibition involving a horse into their becoming of sexual age. Have fun reading this ;-) Matthew and Peter 06 Staying overnight 'Hello Boys,' Peters Mother welcomed them, 'your mother called that she won't be able to get home today.' - 'What happened to her,' Matthew wanted to know. - 'her car broke down and she is too far away from home. She asked me if you may stay overnight, so that you're not alone at home. I told her that this will be no problem. Anyway, she wants you to call her.' Matthew rushed to get to the phone. - 'Mom, are you well,' he asked her right in the moment she picked up the phone. - 'my car died down just like that. It has been towed to a repair shop and I will spend the night in a hotel. I will return home by tomorrow -- either with the repaired car or with a rental car.' - 'Ah, okay -- I feared that something harmful happened to you.' - 'is it okay for you staying overnight at Peters place?' - 'No problem, that's okay! I like being with him...' - 'keep in mind that you should behave properly.' - 'certainly, mom. I won't make any trouble!' - 'have a good night -- I love you.' - 'I love you too, Mommy.' Matthew hang up the phone, 'this night I will stay at your place.' - 'Oh, that's great!' Peter shouted, 'May we sleep in the tree-house?' - 'No, that' not possible,' his mother replied, 'at this season the nights are still too cold for sleeping outside.' - 'oh, what a pity, that would have been so great.' - 'you may sleep both in your loft bed -- that's nearly as great as the tree-house -- but right now you should clean yourself and make your self ready for bedtime.' - 'But I don't have any pyjama,' Matthew complained. - 'you may wear one from Peters collection. A trousers with elastic will fit you, I think. Right now you really should clean up -- you're looking as if you have been digging in the garden with your bare hands!' They rushed up in the bathroom. Peter had one of his own close to his room where they took off their clothes. - 'it's too bad that jour belly is empty by now,' Peter pinched in Matthews belly. - 'maybe you have something inside of yours left,' Matthew pinched back. - 'wanna see?' - 'Yeah! Get on your knees and let me see your butt.' Peter went on his knees the way Matthew did that morning, pointing his butt up in the air showing two tight globes with a dark trench in between. - 'I can't see your asshole,' Matthew wondered. Peter made a hollow back to make his ass cheeks spread wider. Now, Matthew had a clear view on what's there to see: There was a thin track of blond hair running down from Peters tailbone to the border of a round structure of wrinkled skin surrounding a small opening -- Peters asshole! Matthew moved his nose closer -- he sensed the stale smell of sweat and some kind of sweet aroma escaping from the centre. He carefully licked on the border of the trench -- a salty taste and more intensive the sweet smell. As he moved his tongue closer to the centre, the salty taste was completed by some kind of bitterness. - 'seems that you don't have the heart to do it,' he heard Peter say, 'is my ass to dirty for you?' - 'nah, I just want to do it slowly,' was all that Peter found as a reply. He gave himself a push and licked along the full length of Peters trench -- nothing serious happened -- instead he felt a rising interest in the centre of that ass. He pointed his tongue directly on Peters sphincter - the bitter taste from the beginning went away fast and the skin between these tight globes felt soft and silky on his tongue. - 'hmmm this feels great,' Peter moaned. - 'push it a bit out,' Matthew proposed. Peter strained slightly -- his hole moved out a bit and developed a bulgy ring formed by tiny, pink cushions. Matthew was exited: 'now it feels even hotter,' he said during a moment when he shortly moved his tongue away from Peters hole. He could even push the tip of his tongue inside of Peters hole. The bitter taste went up again as his tongue passed the anal opening -- he was not really a fan of bitter tastes but the combination with Peters aroma and the view on his butt it was great! He continued drilling for more. He wondered if Peter had as much fun with that like he had and moved his hand through Peters legs to the front. There he found his friends steel hard prick. He began jacking it while he worked on his own with his other hand. Matthew pushed his tongue deeper and deeper into Peters hole -- with every move the bitter taste appeared for the moment he managed to reach in deeper with the tip of his tongue. Then a sweet note came through -- it was sitting everywhere in the wrinkles of the inner anal skin. So far, moving a finger inside of his hole was really great, but now feeling the texture and taste of another's hole by the tongue... ...now he knew about Peters delight licking his hole. That guy right now was busy pushing his hole out further out as good as possible. Matthews drilling inside of it with his tongue was a really hot number for him. He moaned silently every time he tried to expand his hole more for giving better access to Matthews tongue. The sensation he felt was that hot that he can't avoid his hard dick from jumping from time to time, which made him tighten his sphincter involuntary. These cramps doesn't seem to bother Matthew, who hummed from pleasure every time he managed to get his tongue deeper inside of Peters hole. Peter feared a bit that by all these sensations he wouldn't be able to feel his shit moving up to the end of his rectum. He had no idea why this bothered him, but anyway the sensations Matthew gave him were bigger than his worries. Again he pushed hard to intensify the feelings triggered by Matthews tongue. They had forgotten everything around as they heard Peters Mother shout: 'Peter! Matthew! Hurry up, it's time for dinner!' they both startled alarmed and left their play instantly. - 'let's hurry up and take a quick shower -- maybe we can continue this later.' Peter said hastily and they went into the shower together -- slightly handicapped by their erections that stood out hard from their bodies. They did their best to get rid of their afternoons brown stains helping each other. Cleaning their bodies vice versa was so exiting for them that they came close to take up their play again but in the end they managed to keep control. It worked out that it was a bit complicated to make the right choice of a pyjama for Matthew -- they all appeared too big! Every model Peter offered to Matthew for a tryout instantly slid down from his hips. In the end Matthew was stuck in a pair of pyjama-trousers, Peter had grown out last year. He was looking as if he was wearing cut-offs but they were lucky that they finally found one which seemed to fit. Well, it just seemed -- every time Matthew moved they slowly slid down half over his butt -- Peter couldn't take off his eyes every time Matthews crack appeared over the waistband. On their way down the stairs Matthew clamped the waistband with one hand -- they arrived the table without accidents. 'Oh, are we having an extra son for this evening?' Peters father acted surprised although his mother had told him everything knowable for sure. During dinner he interviewed Matthew a bit and the two boys did their best to offer a proper impression. Despite his habit, Matthew ate quite more than he normally did -- he thought that this would also offer a good impression for Peters parents. As dinner finished they went up into Peters room - they had been told that they may play a bit up there until it would be time to go to bed. As the boys had left the room, Peters father wondered: 'for such a skinny boy he ate quite a lot...' - 'it's funny, I would swear that he was thickish this afternoon,' Peters mother replied thoughtfully. - 'It's nice that Peter found a friend - our son is such a solitary boy that I really feared that would never find a playmate.' - 'You're right -- they behave so affectionate to each other. So far I haven't seen this between him and other boys.' The boys really starved to continue with the play they needed to end for dinner, but Peter said: 'We should wait until my parents think that we are sleeping deeply. Someone will come up and check this out -- afterwards my room will be save. - 'let's do a jigsaw puzzle.' - 'Yeah, a good idea. We may talk about some stuff while doing this,' they made their choice out of Peters collection and emptied the box onto the floor, where they sat down and began to compose the pieces. Peter first broke the silence: 'why are you trying to keep in your shit as long as possible?' - 'I can't tell -- I think, this is fun for me...' - 'Have you ever shat such big turds?' - 'They have been big as long as I can remember. But with the time passing they developed bigger.' - 'But your monsters can't pass the toilets pipe any more!' - 'I think that this is since about three years -- before that I was still able to push them down with the toilet brush.' - 'What are you doing when you feel the urge to shit when you are at your place? Your mum will find your turd sitting in the toilet afterwards!' - 'I can't shit at home any more! Somehow I need to ignore the urge and push out my turd on another occasion.' - 'how do you manage to keep it in?' - 'I simply sit down -- if this is not working I sit on one leg bend under my ass when I feel the pressure rising. I also have a tennis ball on which I am sitting so that it pushes against my hole. After a while the urge goes away and everything is easy again. Sometime it takes some more days until the urge returns.' - 'but inside of your belly the turd is getting bigger and bigger -- don't you fear that it might get too big to push it out of your hole?' - 'I never thought about that -- it always came out if I wanted it to come. Up toUntil now it was always a nice feeling inside my belly -- the longer the better...and by the time I go to the toilet it will just last a bit longer than it does for others.' - 'and every time you need a new toilet,' Peter laughed. - 'Yeah, that's true,' Matthew laughed back, 'I love it leaving my turd behind so that others can see it. I stay close to the place if I can because I want to catch their reactions.' - 'I remember that very well,' Peter replied. - 'you were the first who behaved like this -- I really needed to have a look what the hell you were doing.' - 'I would love to shit turds as big as yours.' - 'Have you ever tried to keep your shit in as long as possible?' - 'No, so far I haven't tried. - 'You should try this out -- maybe you can also push out a fat monster.' - 'That would be hot...' - 'How often do you need to shit?' Matthew wanted to know. - 'I need to shit about every two or three days.' - 'and the last time was by when?' - 'about two days ago,' Peter said thoughtfully. - 'so it will be tomorrow that you show me how you shit,' Matthew said exited. -'hey boys! - Time to brush your teeth and go to bed,' Peters mother shouted from downstairs. They left their jigsaw puzzle and went into the bathroom. There they found an extra toothbrush for Matthew. - 'do you also need to piss?' Matthew wanted to know. - 'Yeah, I really have a big urge,' Peter replied. - 'let's get off our clothes and piss together in the shower,' Matthew proposed. Some instances later they were standing naked in the shower facing each other. Peter was the first pissing. As his stream hit Matthews feet, he also began to piss. Matthew directed his steam upwards towards his friends belly -- Peter giggled and pointed his dick to Matthews chest. This made Matthew redirecting his stream up to Peters mouth. Peter behaved as if he was disgusted and spat it out -- in contrary he was surprised by it's salty, but pleasant taste. He also tried to hit Mathews mouth but his steam weakened as his bladder emptied. - 'you're such a swine!' Peter blustered. - 'Ah, and you? - For me it seems that it was fun for you!' - 'for you too -- I can tell by your hardon!' - 'Yours is also hard,' Matthew said as he grabbed Peters dick that pointed upward in it's full erection. - 'come, let's go to bed -- we may get into trouble if we stay here like this!' They dried each other, swept into their pyjamas and climbed into the loft bed. Up there were lying two cushions but only one big blanket. As they were lying in the bed Matthew wanted to know: 'how long will it last until someone comes up to check us?' - 'it will take about a quarter of an hour - the stairs will be creaking when someone climbes them,' Peter said They were lying still on their cushions waiting for something to happen - Then Matthew heard the creaking sound coming from the stairs. Instantly they pretended to sleep. Peters mom came into the room and climbed some stairs of the loft bed - she stayed there fore some seconds watching them until she went out of the room. They again heard the stairs creak as she went down - then there was silence. Only seconds later their mimikry was over. Their hands were searching in the darkness as they found each other simultaneously. They slipped closer to each other and began to fondle at each others prick. Matthew bent forward to lick on his friends dick as Peter tried to do the same on Matthew - they had some problems to reach this and were close to interloop each other. Finally they found a solution for their problem: Peter sat backward on Matthews chest and they both had easy access to the others dick. Matthew was also fingering Peters butt, which became apparent clearly against the moonlight. He felt Peters crack and massaged the bumpy surface of his friends asshole with his index finger. He left sucking on Peters dick, licked down the shaft over the balls, slowly getting closer to his friends asshole. Peter sat himself up for giving his friend better access to his hole - meanwhile Matthew spread the ass-cheeks so that his face literally sunk in the trench. As his tongue touched the sphincter he instantly had the bitter-sweet taste back on his tongue, which he found great earlier. He intensified the work of his tongue and as Peters hole relaxed he also managed to drill his tongue in - inside it was warm and soft and the taste went stronger. He stopped licking and moistured his index finger to push it slowly into the hole. As his finger moved through the slight resistance of Peters asshole he reached into a cavern of soft, moist skin. He moved his finger around into the cavity but found nothing but the hot moist under his finger. He pulled his finger out and licked it. Then he said, 'Can you push it a bit out? - I want it to get bigger,' then re returned licking on Peters hole. Under his tongue he felt his friends hole move out and the bulges surrounding the holes border grew bigger. Now he had an easier game to get his tongue into he opening - but it was also a great feeling to move it over be bulgy border of that hole. One of these bulges was remarkably longer and bigger than the others - this one was fun to push with his tongue. It seemed that Peter was pleased by what he was doing - Matthew felt him pushing his hole out some more and beginning to jack himself. The bulges that formed the border of Peters hole grew a bit bigger and the one that has already been the most prominent grew as big as a thumb as it moved out of the hole. Now, Matthew could push his tongue into Peters hole with no resistance as all - by doing this a loud fart blew out along his tongue - Matthew was instantly dopy and they both needed to giggle. Matthew pushed his tongue back into the hole and Peter strained once again - this time his hole practically mantling itself over Matthews tongue. Right now the border of his hole consisted out of a bunch of big swollen bulges - the biggest of them had moved out that prominent that Matthew could suck it like on a dick! As he made his tongue glide over it's inner side into the hole he heard Peter moan silently and felt that he had begun to jack faster. Now, Matthew took the whole bulgy muscle into his mouth and began to suck on it as he tried to push his tongue into the opening simultaneously. At the same time Peter strained more to work his hole out more. With Matthew sucking on it it grew even bigger and it gaped wider with more bulges appearing in the opening. There was sweet slime mixed with a bitter taste leaking out of it - Matthew drilled in deeper! His tongue was gliding over the soft, moist surface of small cushions that pulsed bigger with every push that Peter made. Matthew was lucky that he finally had managed to get one of his hands to his dick - without that he wouldn't be able to withstand all these impressions. As he continued with his work he felt that Peters balls were banging frantically on his chest. Suddenly he heard Peter moan silently and he felt his tongue being trapped in the pulsing hole. He felt warm liquid falling on his belly. Peter fell forward and stayed a moment lying on Matthew. Against the moonlight Matthew saw a big bulge hanging out between Peters ass-cheeks - he wanted to get back on this! - 'come on, sit yourself back on my face - I want to lick some more on your hole, he requested Peter. H is friend sat back up so that Matthews mouth disappeared in his crack and he instantly felt the tongue entering his bulky-swollen asshole. Even as he had shot his load some instances ago, he enjoyed this as much as the first time. Matthew was back jacking his dick and sucked on that bulky sphincter. Peter managed to bend forward to take Matthews dick in his mouth without loosing the contact to that mouth connected to his hole. He began to lick Matthews glans which was covered by a thick layer of sweet precum. His friend sucked harder on his asshole and began to moan silently. His hand was literally racing up and down the shaft of his dick -- then Peter felt the glans in his mouth pulsing bigger and Matthew spilled his semen with hard shots in Peters mouth; then he let the swollen sphincter go and gasped for breath. - 'gosh, you got a really hot asshole -- mine is not hanging that far out when I strain!' - 'maybe it's because you licked so good -- now I finally know the reason why you like it so much to get your hole licked,' Peter replied. - 'I never thought that I would be so hot to lick on another's asshole -- I soon need to do that again!' Matthew said. - 'I'm not sure if I can arrange that,' Peter had turned around and embraced his friend closely -- Matthew returned his move and they kissed deeply. Peters mouth still tasted like Matthews sperm. Then they happily fell asleep. The other morning they were terribly engaged to hide the traces of their nighttime-action. They were lucky that the sheets stayed clean -- so they only had to look on that they themselves had no peculiar spots as they appeared at the breakfast table While they were eating Peters mother told them that Matthews mother won't be arriving before afternoon. So they had to spend some more time together -- they both thought that this won't be a problem for them... After they finished breakfast Peter proposed that they may drag through the fields -- he wanted to show his friend where he was walking around and what's about to see there. Before leaving the garden they made a stop in the tree-house where the monster-turd was still lying hidden in a plastic bag. They took it and opened the bag -- instantly the air was soaked by that heavy, earthy smell that strongly reminded them to their adventure the day before. - 'what a pity that you can't shit this big every other day,' Peter bloated... - 'a pity that you can't shit that big,' Matthew replied. - 'I would really love to,' was the sorrow reply. - 'don't be sad,' Matthew tried to encourage his friend, 'I like your asshole exactly the way it is and I am still curious what it will be looking like when you're finally be shitting for me.' - 'maybe you may shit bigger when you try to hold it in your ass for longer.' - 'I will try this for sure,' Peter promised. - 'what will we do now with my yesterdays turd?' Matthew wanted to know. - 'we will take it along with us on our walk -- I have a great idea what we can do with it...' - 'what will it be?' Matthew wanted to know - 'that's a surprise!' They climbed down the tree, left the garden by a little gate on the back of the fence and disappeared in the fields.