Date: Thu, 7 Mar 2002 18:09:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeff Spencer <ecolio157h700@yahoo.com>
Subject: Meeting Timmy, part 2 (M/b, raunch, oral, anal)

This story is completely fiction, about a sexual relationship between an
adult male and a young boy. It has graphic scenes of raunch, and oral/anal
sex. If it is illegal for you to be reading this, then don't read it. If
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Timmy's cum was hot, and much thicker than I expected for a boy so young.
At 12, he was producing a pearlescent, white, sticky cum. It had the faint
bleach odor of an older man's ejaculation, as I recalled from smelling and
tasting my own. I was grateful for the quantity and richness of his semen,
and I wondered how much the presence of my tongue up inside his ass had
caused the quantity to be greater than it might have been otherwise. One
thing was for sure - it tasted as good as anything I'd ever tasted, save
perhaps the little particles of shit lining his colon that I'd scraped off
with my tongue.

Timmy was a 12 year old student at the boys school for which I was
assistant head master. Timmy and I had maneuvered ourselves into being
alone in the laundry room, where we'd discovered each other's interest in
smelling (and now tasting) shit. I had just graduated college a little
while previously, and I was well aware of the dangers of a relationship
with this boy. I had never had sex with a male before, but I was quickly
learning what part could go into which opening!

I was discovering that Timmy's slight build, wildly tousled dark blonde
hair, beautiful face, blue eyes and lightly freckled cheeks had all
combined to enchant me, as did his diffident nature. I had just touched his
perfect, circumcised 5" cock. It was my first time touching another male's
dick, and I imagine it was the first time a man had touched Timmy there so
intimately. I hoped it wouldn't be the last, at least for me. While his
body, other than his head, was completely hairless, with not a hair to mar
his perfect cock and balls, asshole and chest, he had proved that he could
shoot his wad just like a man.

I was so hot for everything that this cute young boy could give me, that I
threw all caution to the winds. I whispered in his adorable ear, and he
slowly nodded his head in subservient compliance with my request. I then
lay back on the floor, with Timmy's slim naked legs straddling my body. As
he was already facing my feet, he merely backed up, like a car maneuvering
into a parking space, until his ass was at my face level. He then squatted
down over me, and I gazed in lust as his pale white bottom opened up, like
a flower opening its petals, to reveal once again, his perfect pink
rosebud, now mere inches above my waiting mouth.

He braced himself with his hands on my arms, which gave him stability, but
had the effect of completely pinning me in place. Nothing happened for a
brief period, then, slowly, I saw his little rosebud of boy pleasure
opening slightly, the puckered muscle normally holding it closed,
loosening. Shortly, I saw a tiny circle of brown appear in the center of
the rosebud, then grow larger, as Timmy's intestinal walls expelled the
feces within, destined to shortly be mine. The rich, creamy brown essence,
a summary of Timmy's recent dining history if you will, squeezed out of
Timmy's tight young ass hole, growing longer and longer. Its holding
together testified to its texture, which was a little more solid than a
chocolate pudding, but not so solid as fudge.

A piece about 4 inches long then broke off, perhaps pinched by an
involuntary anal muscle flinching, and the weighty piece of boy crap fell,
with half of it depositing directly in my mouth, the other half on my lower
lip. At my first taste of this great quantity of Timmy's waste, so unlike
the little pieces I had experienced before, I felt overwhelmed by the
aroma, and the taste and the texture. I didn't find it offensive at all,
but highly sexually stimulating. My cock was fiercely bulging out the front
of my pants, and I hoped Timmy might see and do something about it. I
couldn't tell him to, because I was busy chewing on his flavorful boy crap,
and inhaling its delicious aroma.

Timmy didn't stop at that one piece, either. Apparently he had been due to
go, because I was quickly deluged by 3 more pieces of equal size. They were
all glorious, and I wished that I could take my time and consume them at my
leisure. But, I rushed as quickly as I could, not fully chewing these
morsels of pleasure this boy was giving me, until a tiny whisper of wind
from his anus signaled that he was finished. He slowly rose up, and,
turning around, looked at me curiously, as though he had no idea what he
might find.

His freckled face broke out in a wide grin, however, when he got a good
look at me. "You look like you were in an explosion in a chocolate
factory!" he exclaimed. "You don't smell like it, though.' He wrinkled his
nose prettily, and I don't think I've ever seen anything cuter. I raised
myself up, then, and stood face to face with him, gazing into his sweet
blue eyes. I slowly brought my brown covered lips to his, and to my
surprise, and delight, he had his mouth open to greet me. When my feces
stained tongue slid into his mouth, his tongue wrestled it, as though
trying to take back the waste I'd consumed.

I slid a large chunk of his crap, that had been nestling in the back of my
mouth, into his mouth, and he received it gratefully. I could feel him
chewing it slowly as we kissed. As we continued our passionate mouth play,
I slid my hands down to my pants, and unbuckled my pants, to slide to the
floor. I felt Timmy's hands helping me, and I could feel him tugging my
boxers down too. I wasn't surprised to feel Timmy's naked cock rising again
in passion, and bumping up against my own. His hands, both together,
surrounded my hard and erect dick, like a young boy trying to get a firm
grip on a baseball bat.

My hands caressed his still wet penis and scrotum, but soon moved around
his waist to his smooth round ass cheeks, with which I was quickly falling
in love. As my fingers touched his filthy ass hole, he sighed and melted in
my arms. "Touch me there, I like to feel you there." As he said these words
of love, his fingers flexed around my 8 inch cock. His meaning was clear. I
took my hand reluctantly off his beautiful ass cheeks, and put them on his
shoulders, turning him around, facing away from me, so that my dick was
nestled between his ass cheeks, both of us standing. Timmy was leaning
forward slightly, bracing himself against one of the waist high washing
machines.

I nuzzled his swan-like neck with my lips, as my hands maneuvered my penis
into his rosebud of an anus. I knew that he had plenty of lubricant in his
rectum to allow me entry, and there was certainly room, since he had
evacuated his bowels into my willing and eager mouth. I only had to be
careful that I didn't stretch him too far, too fast. I didn't want to hurt
this beautiful young boy, only bring him the pleasure of man-boy love.

As the head of my cock pushed up against his tight hole, I found the
resistance lessening, as he consciously loosened up his anal ring, while
pushing his soft ass cheeks up against me. As my cock penetrated his
deliciously tight opening, he sighed. I hope it was from pleasure, and as
he continued to coo, I knew that was exactly the sensation he was
feeling. He continued to push, as did I, until I was fully buried inside
his hot rectum, his ass firmly gripping me.

We both, then, started the ancient dance of fucking, with me thrusting
forward and pulling back, and he contradicting those movements, and
additionally rotating his hips for added sensation for both of us. Timmy
was a natural born anal fucker, and I hoped that he and I would have other
occasions to teach each other new lessons. We fucked, faster and faster, my
dick moving in and out of his tight rear end, he moving around and up and
down to increase his internal rectal sensations. We both began panting,
both from the exertion and the wildly building passion in our bodies. My
right hand wrapped itself around his hip, to search out his erect penis,
and I began stroking his young cock, touching my fingertip to his wet
pisshole, to feel his pre-cum oozing out. My left hand went up to his
young, tiny nipples, which were just as erect, and just as hairless, as his
cock.

"God, fuck me Jeff, your cock feels so good inside me! Use my ass anyway
you want, fuck me forever, dick me, cum in me!" Timmy grunted out.

Equally wild, I gasped, "You hot delicious boy, I want to fuck your tight,
hot hole. I want to eat your shit, I want to eat your cum, I want to be
inside you!" Soon, we were both thrusting out of control, and my dick was
spurting what felt like the largest load I had ever produced, up inside the
hot, moist depths of Timmy's charming ass. That was the most thrilling
moment I have ever felt with anyone, man or woman, just being inside my boy
love's bottom. We slowly wound down from our passionate rear embrace, and I
thought we were done, but it was not to be.

As my penis slowly slipped from Timmy's hole, he turned around and looked
in my eyes. "That was wonderful, Jeff. I love you so much." He slipped his
arms around me, and his face against my chest. We stood like that a little
while, then Timmy slid down to his knees in front of me, with his face
right in front of my drooping dick, which was stained with the crap
lubricant from Timmy`s bowels. He lifted up my rapidly recovering rod with
one hand, and brought his mouth to the brown stained head of my cock, his
tongue gently flicking out to taste it.

As he appeared to decide that he liked the taste of his own shit, he took
more and more of my cock into his mouth. At first he was literally giving
me a tongue bath, his intention being to recover all the fecal matter off
my dick, all that I had removed from his bowels. But then, he shifted over
to consciously trying to stimulate my dick to shoot another load, this time
in his mouth. He was very good at hitting my sensitive spots, and when one
of his hands found my ass, and began caressing my sensitive anus too, my
pleasure level rose immensely.

I quickly came to a climax, and, holding his head in place, though he made
no attempt to move, I shot another load of my cum, this time in his equally
warm, but wetter mouth. He swallowed, and I could see him looking up at me
to see if I were pleased. I was, and lifted him up to kiss his sweet lips,
which were now flecked with his shit and my cum. It was my turn to use my
tongue to clean him, and I did, gratefully and thoroughly.

It was then his turn to whisper in my ear. I whispered back, "Are you
sure?" The speed and intensity of his affirmative response made it clear to
me how much he wanted it. We switched our original positions, with him
laying on the floor, facing up, and me squatting over his mouth. I slowly
relaxed my anal muscles to let one small piece of my waste slip out, and
into Timmy's waiting mouth. I gave him time, in case he changed his mind,
or didn't like the taste, or whatever, but I only heard him say, through
the feces he was happily chewing, "C'mon, give me more. I want more of your
shit, Jeff. I love the taste of your shit. And when I'm through eating your
shit, I'm going to fuck your ass with my tongue!"

I was just as eager to give him what he wanted, as he was to get it. I felt
my bowel movement slipping down through my hole, and could feel as pieces
broke off, some to land in Timmy's eager mouth, some to fall on his face or
around his head. I couldn't believe this sexy young boy was eating my crap,
and enjoying every minute of it! Too soon for both of us, I was finished
with using this 12 year old as my toilet. I raised up, turned around, then
lay next to my sweet lover, with our heads joined together, our lips locked
in a passionate lovers' kiss. We shared our experiences through each
other's mouth, and I wondered if we would ever do anything like this again.