Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2000 18:26:39 -0400
From: Sxuldev8@hotmail.com
Subject: One Sunday Night

One Sunday Night

Once again, this is a true story. No names have been used, so you can't
figure out who was involved. It's pornography. That means the story is
filled with purient interest. To save you the trouble of headed to your
dictionary to look up the word "purient," that means the story is more
intended to give you to the urge to pull your cock out and stroke it,
rather to enlighten the masses. If you're looking for enlightenment, I'd
suggest A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving. But since you're probably
more interested in getting off, please read on.

This story is intended for adults only. It involves sex between two
consenting men that about 98% of the world will find extreme. If you're not
interested in reading a tale about two men enjoying shit, piss, ball play
and torture, ass hole work, and a few other odds and ends, why don't you
just stop now and go find some other story to use to get off. You won't
like this story. If you're under age, go away.

This story may be reproduced in its entirety only and posted anywhere. You
can't make money from it. And it would be really nice if you gave the
author credit for his writing. Fail to do this, and the little gremlins
that exist everywhere will rise up and smite thee. And don't be surprised
if your hard drive freezes.

If you like the story, I always appreciate kinds words. If you hate the
story, keep your opinions to yourself; I don't want to hear about it. Oh
yes. If you're near Boston, where I live, and want to do this live, let me
know. I can take either role.

Author: Sxuldev8
Email: Sxuldev8@hotmail.com
Topics: M/M, True, scat, w/s, cbt

As I was driving north, I saw that I had a message on my cell
phone. Checking it, there were only a few words. "Room 245. See you soon."
I felt a shiver. Now I know where I'm going. Room 245.  Where I'm going to
be spending the evening. An evening of service.

Complicated how I met him. Regular play buddy of mine had passed my name
along to him. He's from out of town, but comes to Boston on business
somewhat frequently. He had sent me an email, wondering if I'd like to meet
him on his next trip. Since I knew the reference, I said sure. Went to his
hotel room on a Friday morning.....spent a few hours with him...... mostly
getting fed. Very hot, but the time constraints were no fun. Not enough
time to really get into it. I wanted to spend more time with him.

Turned out that I had a free weekend. So we met again on Saturday. For four
hours this time. More intense, getting to know each other better. But
still, a bit of distance between us. Then I saw him again on Sunday. Five
hours. Four or five or six times under his rimseat....sucking on his
hole.....and begging to get fed. Nuts in bondage, getting beat. Drinking
his piss. Deep throating his cock. Having my hole dildo'd with Mr. Speed
Bump. (More about that later.) Very intense. Very hot. Probably worth
another story....sometime. But when it was all over, I had this sexual glow
that doesn't happen very often. And we agreed that the next time he came to
town, we'd get together again. For a whole evening this time.

And now it's going to happen.

For those of you who need descriptions, forget it. Who cares about age,
height, weight, dick size, muscle tone, or anything when you're with a guy
who has a calm self assured manner about him. A guy who's done this
before.........many times. A guy who knows what he wants and goes after
it. A completely sexual being. A hot daddy. And then there's me. When I
head into these situations, I feel just like an eager pup. Want to be the
best bottom in the whole wide world.  I may play mutual most of the time,
but this is going to be another one of times where my role is
clear. Pigboy.

I've been with him before. I trust him. And I'm soon going to spend the
whole evening, not just a few hours. I think I'm ready for it. I damn sure
hope so.

There are a few technical details you might be interested in though. His
shit, for example. It's best described as dry-creamy. You shit eaters in
the crowd know what I mean. Not knarly logs that somehow feel like they've
been left out in the air to dry for a day. Not runny either. Very
tasty. One of the things I appreciate about him, besides his technique of
feeding, is that he does manage his diet in advance. And the amazing thing
is that the consistency is throughout his shit. It's about the same on the
first bite as at the end. Not like some which goes from hard then creamy
then watery. Grade AA shit this guy makes. Thinking about his shit just
gets me hornier.

Enough. The exit ramp is coming up. I'm getting tense, excited, and calm
all at the same time. Only a few minutes away. Parking. Grabbing my bag
from the car. Walking into the hotel. Up the stairs. Down the
hall. Knocking on the door. The door opens. I walk in.

The door closes behind me. The room is dusky.....not much light. The scent
of cigar smoke is in the air. No words are said. I walk into the room and
set my bag down. He's somewhere in the room, I can tell. He must have
closed the door behind me. But still silence, except for some soft music
playing in the background. I walk to a corner of the room, stop, and strip
off my clothes.

I reach into my bag, grab my lube, and apply some to my cock and
balls. Pull my cockring out of the bag, and put it on. Dive down into the
bag and pull out a sheet. Spread it out and lay it on the floor. There's
the pillow nearby. I set it on the sheet and lie down with the pillow under
my head. Then I see him. Coming out of the shadows. Rimseat in his
hands. He sets the rimseat over my head. And starts to sit. We still
haven't said anything. He's naked.

I watch his hole descend towards me. Fuck yes. That magic hole. Talented
hole. Amazing hole. And it's now about two inches away from me.
Snifffffffffffff. Oh yessssss. Hot hole. Strong scent. The aroma. Scent of
man, and a bit of sweat, and hole stink. The combination that just drives
me wild. I keep my hands by my side. Don't want to get too horny too fast.

And now, what can I tell you. Even though I can't describe what I'm
feeling, my mouth goes into autopilot. His hole. Right near my mouth. I do
a broad lick or three. Gotta wet it down. Taste whatever is on his ass
hairs. Then a few quick licks in the center. Then some lapping around the
hole. Making love to his ass. Letting him know how much his hole is quickly
becoming the center of my universe. Letting go. Turning myself into
holeboy. I'm merely the naked man under his hole who has nothing better to
do with his life than lick and love and lap at his ass.

If you've been there, under a rimseat, you know that after twenty minutes
or so of rimming, this will drive you crazy.  Crazy with need. Crazy with
lust. I feel my legs twitching, as if my legs are somehow trying to figure
out a way to help me get further into his hole. Cock ramrod stiff. Amazing
hole. Center of my universe.

He presses down when he hears me moan. He can somehow distend his assring
downwards, so that I feel like I'm sucking on a asscock. And when I press
hard into his ring, and he relaxes just right, I have this totally over the
top sensation of my tongue being able to penetrate his INNER ring. My
tongue thru the rings and into his rectum. Oh fuck. Not a word has been
said. We're just establishing our roles again. Me the rimpig. Him the guy
on the rimseat.

He's told me that one of his favorite things in the world is to find
someone who just will rim him for days. And with a hole, and his talent for
flexing his ring, it could go on for days. But the pig is getting hungry
and needy. And just digging my tongue way up inside him isn't quite
enough. And doing a lip lock around his ring and sucking, with my tongue
buried deep into the center of his ring, isn't enough. I know what I
need. But until I say the magic words, we're gonna be rimming for a long
while.

I'm twitching. Moaning. Begging. Pigboy. I'm ready. Through the moans, he
hears those magic words.  "Feed me," I say. "Please."

And he does. My tongue is inside his ass. And I feel the turd move down,
right after I say the words. It's right there. No delay. Insistent. Shit
moving down, leaving his hole and right into pigboy's mouth. Fuck
yessssssssssss. I need it. I want it. It's there. A nugget. A nugget of
DadShit. Given from his ass to me.

I back off his hole. And chew. He loves the sound of his pigboy chewing
shit. Turns him on to know that his little shiteater is feasting on his
gift. And it turns me on too. Chewing his manshit. Eating it. Being the
kind of pigboy that he needs. He hears me swallow.

Then he feels me lick his hole clean. Cleaning up anything that's been left
behind. Then he hears it again. "Feed me." He grins. His pig is hungry
tonight. Another nugget. Just for him. And pigboy eats it with as much glee
as the first one. Swallow. And a tongue licking his hole clean. Mmmm. This
could be an interesting evening, we both think.

A voice from under the rimseat. "Hey Dad. How are you?" He stands, picks up
the rimseat, and I sit up. The first conversation of the evening. Small
chat. Stuff about travel, work, the usual. I finish unpacking my bag. I've
brought a bottle of wine. We both have a taste. We set the room for the
rest of the evening, everything handy. Standing down, letting the tension
subside. Knowing that very soon, we're gonna be right back where we were
before. He keeps smoking his cigar.

I get to hear tales of him sitting on rimseats. I get to tell him tales of
me lying under them. And tales of me sitting on the rimseat. I switch
hit. But damn, when I'm around him, the bottom in me just jumps out and
takes over.

He's sitting on the sofa in the room. I'm sitting on the floor in between
his legs. Every once in a while while we're talking, I just bend over and
take a lick on his cock. Soon the licks get more serious. I'm sucking the
head now. Feeling it get harder in my mouth. I feel a hand rest on the back
of my head, pushing me down further onto his prick. Pigboy is gonna do some
dick sucking. Make Dad's cock feel good for him.

I keep off my gag reflex for a while. Just normal, plain old
cocksucking. Then I grab a hit of poppers. Snffffffffff. Yessssssss. Diving
deep on his cock. Wanting the root of it in my mouth, along with the rest
of it. He humps up. My eyes water. My sinuses are filling up. Who cares. He
feels me swallow and my throat milks his cock. I finally come up for
air. Our eyes lock. He smiles. Lets me know he likes it.

Horniness is in the air. I lick his nuts. Dive down to lick the space
between his nuts and hole. Headed for hole. But the position isn't
wonderful. He nods. Telling me to lie down again. I'm there. And I watch
the rimseat being set over my head again. Reminding me just who and what I
am. His toilet. He has a seat. Smoking his cigar. He's just a guy who's
gonna relax and enjoy himself. Shitting into a waiting mouth rather than
shitting into a toilet bowl.

It doesn't take as long before I holler, "Feed me," this time. The tension
is in the air. And the pig is hungry. I just can't help it. Sucking on his
distended assring just drives me nuts. And the fact that he can somehow
separate pushing his assring out and pushing shit out is a talent that I'd
love to learn. Anyway. First nugget is chewed, swallowed. Then he hears,
"Feed me." And he does. But then he hears, through the shit in my mouth,
"Feed me," again. He does. Now pigboy has a big ole mouthful of Dadshit. He
feels my hands pressing on his legs, pushing him up.

He stands. I sit up and get on my knees. My mouth is full of turd. I show
it to him. He smiles. I bend forward, and go down on his cock. Through the
shit. I've given him a shit tunnel to fuck his cock into. I want him to
fuck my shit filled mouth. To pack it. His cock enters my mouth. I wrap my
lips around it. Hand on the back of my head again. He's gonna enjoy
this. His cock sinks into my mouth.

His cock is about three quarters hard when he starts pumping into my
mouth. Mashing the shit that's in there. Making my cheeks bulge out. The
head of his cock somehow managing to push a wad of shit right down my
throat. Choking, making me swallow. Tempo increasing. More demanding. I can
feel the shit starting to turn to mush in my mouth. My saliva and his
mashing it is softening it.

"Oh, fuck yes, pigboy. Dad's gonna fuck your mouth through that shit. Make
both of us feel real good." He continues to hump my mouth.

"Arrrrrrrgh," is about all I can say in response.

I swallow some. Grab a hit of poppers and this time dive down deep on his
cock again. Closing my shitty mouth around his prick. Shit is making it
easy for him to work my mouth. Swallowing some more. Almost gone. Final
swallow. Now it's just his cock in my dirty mouth. Turning into a hot blow
job. I back off his prick.

It's dirty. It needs cleaned. Tongue out. Lick it. Wrap my lips around the
head. Suck the brown off it.  Now under the ridge. Little bits
there. Gone. In my mouth. I'm so hard. Cleaning Dad's cock for him. Getting
those last traces of crud off his prick. Swallowing it all. Finishing the
job with spit. He's still smiling. Encouraging me to do my job. Encouraging
me to do a good job for him. He's clean.

He looks down at me. And says, "Thirsty?"

I nod yes. I grab the poppers and sniff. Then I open my mouth wide, way
wide. And I tilt my head back about 45 degrees. His cock is about three
inches from my mouth. He walks closer, and rests the tip of it on my lower
lip. "Get ready."

I feel the stream start. Slowly at first. He's still pretty hard from the
blow job. But the stream starts to flow. And as it does, he backs up a
little. That way we can both see the piss stream going into my urinal
mouth. I keep my tongue down, so that we can also hear the sound of my
mouth filling up with his hot yellow liquid. We listen to the sound of the
urinal getting filled up. I gulp. Swallow some, and my mouth fills
again. Gulp. More piss. Slowly the stream of urine diminishes. As it does,
I move my mouth towards his cock. Don't want to waste any. I finish sucking
him dry.

Then I burp. Shit/piss burp.  I can taste both as I burp. Sexy. Horny. Piss
burps. Mixed with shit burps. I smile. I'm happy. He sits back down on the
sofa. Smoking his cigar. Having another sip of wine. Letting the energy
subside just a bit. Before we go back at it.

"You told me you got a new sound for your cock. I'd like to see it."

I go over to the table. Pick it up. Hand it to him. It's a 26fr
VanBuren. About 12" long, with the VanBuren curve near the end. Stainless
steel. Heavy. He hands it back to me. He weighs it in his hand. He likes
it.

"Get it in you."

I get up and head to the bathroom. Wash my hands well. Come back in. Sit
down on the sofa and spread my legs wide. He grabs the rimseat and sets it
in between my legs. He sits so he can watch up close and personal. I raise
my legs and put them across his thighs.

Alcohol wipe on the sound. KY squirted down my pisstube. I will my cock to
relax and go soft. You cannot put a sound in with a hard cock. Once it's
in, a hard dick is fine. But not while it's going in. I pick it up, and
rest the tip of it inside my pisshole.

I relax my grip and it starts to slide in. The weight of it making it slide
down inside my cocktube. Keeping my cock at the right angle, it goes in
fairly easily. As it sinks in, I change the angle of my prick. That way the
sound will be slid right up inside my prostate. It is so amazing to watch
12" of steel rod slide down inside your cock and disappear. But before too
long, the only thing that was sticking out of my cock was the 1" handle on
the end.

I hand it to him. He knows what he's doing. He starts sliding in back and
forth, just a little. The tip is massaging the inside of my prostate. He
increase the fucking motion of it just a little. I'm in heaven. It feels so
good. He tells me to hold my cock steady. I do.

He presents me with a finger. I put it in my mouth and wet it for him. He,
still holding onto the sound, slides a finger in my ass. "I want to see if
I can feel the sound from inside you." He's digging in my ass. Going for my
prostate.  I feel his finger on my gland. He starts to press.

And at the same time, he starts the fucking motion with the sound
again. Now my prostate is getting massaged from the outside and the inside
at the same time. Oh man! That's never happened to me before. It's
insane. He can feel the rod on the tip of his finger in my ass. All I can
do is moan.

He takes a rod and starts tapping on the end of the sound. I can feel it
all the way through my cock and into my prostate. Damn. He's playing around
inside my body. Making not only my cock and gland vibrate, but my whole
body. I close my eyes. Tilt my head back. It's so good. We play like that
for a few minutes.

He stops. Holds my cock steady. Slowly my penis starts to deflate. Soft
enough to be able to remove the wand that's been inside my body. Slowly I
remove it. My cock lips almost cry because it's no longer inside me. He
pulls his finger from my hole. It's covered.

He looks at me. Doesn't have to say anything. I open my mouth wide. He
inserts his digit. And then he starts to rub his finger, covered in my
shit, throughout my mouth. I slowly close down. Wrapping my lips around his
finger. I want to clean it. It's dirty. And pigboy needs to service his
Dad. He can't have a dirty finger. He's Dad. So it's my pleasure to suck it
clean for him.

"Good boy," he says.

He grabs the tube of lube. Puts some on his fingers. And goes back to my
hole. Inserting one.  Wiggling it around. Making my hole want to go
slack. Another finger. He's going to open me up. My hole is hungry. Needs
it badly. I push down a little, making my hole open up more. Easier for him
to get his fingers in me.

He pulls fingers out. Dirty again. My mouth is his towel, for cleaning the
ass juice and crud that are on it. Once they're clean, he's back inside
me. Working my hole. Massaging my assring. A once tight hole is now opening
up for him and his ministrations. I'm not looking down. I have no clue as
to how many he has in me. And I just don't care. It feels so good.

He reaches over and grabs one of the dildos. Adds not a lot of lube to the
surface. Then he rests the head of it against my hole. I sniff poppers and
nod my head, "Yes." He pushes. I feel my ring stretch. The head is in.

Once the head is in, he keeps pushing hard. To the base. One thrust. No
stopping. It's in. I feel it push the shit in my ass out of the way as it
enters me. Filling me with a hard rubber cock. I sigh. Then he pulls it
back out. I feel empty as it leaves. But before I can say anything, he
pushes it back in. Harder this time. Oh, yes. Much better. Pigboy's hole
needs filled.

He manipulates it in my hole, encouraging me. "Take it."

"Your hole needs it. It's empty without it." He knows me too well. He
starts a slow steady fuck of my ass. Churning my gut. I tilt my ass down a
bit so that he has easier access to my butt. I feel my hole relaxing even
more. It's good. So very good.

"Good boy. Let that hole eat it up." I do. Suddenly, he take it out of my
ass. He hands it to me. It's filthy. I know my duty. I start to suck on
it. Cleaning the shit from my ass off the dildo. Tasting my own shit. It's
different than his.

As I do, he grabs another larger dildo. Quick lube. And this one is
invading my ass now. It's bigger. A bit tougher to take. But since my mouth
is full of shit covered dildo, I can't say anything. Not that I'd want to
say something. He's grinning at me. Working my hole hard with the new
dildo. Me sucking shit off the older one.

Tension is rising in the air. I'm diving down further and further into
pigboy. Not thinking. Just taking what he wants me to take. Taking what he
knows I need to take. The bigger dildo is now out of my hole. His fingers
are back. Insistent. Harder now. Working my ring. Opening my ring. We're
both sniffing poppers. Sex heat is in the room.

Is he going to go the distance? Get his hand in my ass? Or, is he going to
grab the widest dildo and use that on me? It's the dildo. The one I can
barely take on my own unless I'm in total sex heat. The head enters. It
hurts. Then he pushes.

"Come on, boy. Show me what you can take." I want it. I want to show him
what I can do. The dildo in my mouth is clean. We're now just focused on my
ass. It's going in. Wide open hole. It's in. Fuck. I feel him thump on the
base. Final few half inches. Pushing it against my ring.

Then it comes back out. And back in. And out. And in. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh" is
about all I can say.  Tempo increasing. Sweat dripping from my body. And
his. It's hard work, stuffing my butt with that black rubber toy. And I'm
losing my mind. Damn. Nirvana is approaching again.

I'm there. I'm looking down at my body. Being fucked with a big wide black
dildo. Dad working my butt. Hard. Him watching me mentally flying. So
good. But, we're not going to end here. So he slows down. We are both
breathing hard. The big dildo is slid out of my hole. One of the smaller
ones is shoved back into my ass.

Pop. It's in. Easy. That first one opened me up wide. He points at the
floor. Although he's not on the edge anymore, there's lust in his eyes. I
move to the floor. Rimseat set over me. He quickly sits down.

He has an urge to use me tough. He grabs my legs and pulls them up into the
air. One hand holding me in place. Other hand on the dildo. He starts
fucking my hole with it. "You're my shitboy. I'm going to work you good."
All I can do is moan my agreement. As he fucks me, I feel his ass
open. He's in charge. He wants me to eat. Not relaxed this time. He
pushes. Hard.

A wad of turd moves into my mouth. My ass is being reamed while my mouth is
being filled. He pushes some more. I have to eat fast, my mouth is filling
up. I love his shit. But the nice slow, steady pace of earlier is
gone. This is serious feeding time. He's not asking if I want it, he's
giving it to me.

This is Dad feeding his pigboy. At Dad's pace, not boy's. He wants me to
eat. He knows I need it. So he's giving it to me. And to encourage me, he's
reaming my hole. When he feels me start to try to control the pace, he jams
the dildo harder and faster. He's reminding me who is in charge. It's
him. Not me.

I have no idea how much I'm eating. It's a lot. But the reminder of his
hand on the dildo encourages me. I feel my mental state change. I'm not
thinking anymore, just eating. I now need to show him how much I want it. I
take more, eat more.

We go close to the edge, but come back down again. Gliding in for a
recovery. A breather. A break. He tells me to go wipe my ass.  He goes back
to the sofa. I sit on the floor, near his cock. A bit more wine.

He says, "You know, your hole has too much hair on it."

I reply, "I only brought my electric shaver."

He smiles. "There's another way."

I nod. He lights a new cigar. We get back into the position we were in when
he first shoved a dildo in my ass. "Ready?"

"Yes, please. That hair has to go." He puffs on the cigar and drops the ash
off the end.

I feel the heat of it near my hole. A few of the longer hairs get
singed. We can both smell it. It's turning us on. The heat gets
closer. More hair gets singed. The heat is hotter. I want it. I want him to
remove the hair from my hole, no matter how much it hurts.

"Good boy. That's much better."

The heat has made my nuts hang way low. Almost near my hole. He picks them
up. Holds them in his hand. I moan. "Need some attention?"

"Yes, please."

"Get them ready."

I quickly attach the split chrome stretcher to my nuts. I grab onto the
stretcher. My nuts, even though a little loose, have been stretched. I
present my balls to him. He grins. He likes it when his boys present their
balls to him for abuse. It gives him permission to work them good. And I
want him to work them. They need some tough love.

He grabs his hairbrush. And slowly, relentlessly, starts beating them. Same
pace. Lightly at first. But the intensity is increasing. Harder and
harder. My cock is rock hard. I lube it up and start to stroke it a
bit. While he hits them harder and harder.

"Get back in position."

I lay down. He sets the rimseat again. This time, he leans forward. It
gives a bit of extra distance between my mouth and his hole. He takes a
hold of my stretcher. And he starts to mangle my nuts. Squeezing
them. Slapping them. Working them over. I'm going crazy again.

"Feed me."

I keep a bit of distance between my mouth and his hole this time. I see his
asslips pucker open. He's going to drop feed me this time. At least for the
first bit. I see the turd emerge from his assring. I raise my head and
lick. Tasting his turd. It's a familiar taste by now, but
different. Because I'm seeing it. Watching it come out of him.

I raise up. Wrap my lips around it. And feel it move out of his ass. He
really starts whacking my balls now. "Suck on it. Like it's a cock." I do
what I'm told to do. He pushes some more. Drops about three inches of shit
into my mouth. Pinches it off.

"I'm going to beat your balls until I hear you swallow." And this isn't
nice, polite beating. It's tough. I chew. Fast. But there's lots of it. It
takes a while. Meanwhile, my nuts are aching. That good gut ache.  Headed
back to nirvana. Combination of shit eating and ball beating. Oh fuck. I
don't want to cum. Not yet. But I'm damn close.

He hears me swallow. He gets up. "Open your mouth." I do. He checks to make
sure there's nothing left. We stand down one more time. Knowing that the
next time, we're both going to go over the top.

I wonder what time it is. How long we've been at it. Who cares? It makes no
difference whatsoever.

He grabs the Texas catheter. "What's this?"

"It's what I use to give myself a piss enema," I respond.

"Show me."

I take it. His cock is about one half hard. So I start sucking on it. Mouth
music. It needs to be a bit harder to work. I feel his cock rise in my
mouth. When it's about three quarters hard, I take the condom part and roll
it down his cock. Now he has a latex sheath on his prick. I take the nozzle
end, and lube it with my spit. Making love to it, knowing it's going to go
up inside his wonderful ass.

Once it's wet, I take the nozzle and slide it into his butt. Now there's a
direct connection between his cock and his hole. "Piss for me." I tickle
his nuts with my tongue. He relaxes and sighs. Even though I'm not touching
anything, I can feel him piss. Right into his ass. Not a lot, maybe a
couple of cups of piss. He's done.

I pull the nozzle out of his butt, and unroll the condom. His gut is
churning, just a bit. I can tell. I go back down on his cock. Getting him
full hard now. We know what's going to come next. I'm excited.  I've only
done this once before. And I want to do it again.

Deep throat on his cock. Getting him worked up. Turning him back into the
top stud Dad that he already is. Getting him excited. I'm stroking my
prick. Knowing that soon pigboy is going to be taking his gift from his
ass. Tighter and higher we go. Full sex frenzy.

I huff major poppers. And flop down on the floor. He sets the rimseat. And
sits. I start to lick his ass.  He's real tight. Clenched. Holding it
in. But knowing that soon his pigboy is going to be direct drinking his
piss enema right out of his butt. No waste. No mess. Just piss and shit
combo meal delivered to his boy.

I'm moaning again. So turned on. Begging, pleading. Not wanting to say the
magic words until I know he can't stand it any more. He starts his rap at
me. "Dad's got something his boy wants."

"Oh, yes, dad."

"Boy's gonna take it all. Make Dad proud of him."

"Fuck yes, Dad."

"You ready, boy?"

"Yes, Dad. Feed me."

I feel his hole relax some. Some liquid dribbles out of his hole and into
my mouth. It's mostly liquid, with a hint of taste of shit. I swallow.

"More, Dad."

Now I feel his hole really relax. The flow of liquid is a bit more
constant. And there's an occasional chunk. I don't even bother chewing, I
just swallow it whole. I'm starting to go nuts. Stroking my cock big time
now. Getting close to the edge. I can tell he's stroking too. We're both
gonna get off on it all.

"Do it, Dad. Give it to me."

He pushes. Hard. And it's there. In my mouth. His piss and shit mixed
together. Filling my mouth. I swallow fast to keep up with it. Now there's
more solid than liquid. I have to keep up. Can't waste it.

I feel his ass fart the last bits in my mouth. I've got it all. I've
drained him. I shoot. Everywhere. He cums at the same time. On me. Both of
our sperm are mixed on my chest and crotch. I'm in heaven. And, hopefully,
so is he. Cumming at the same time. With me sucking the remnants of a piss
enema out of his ass. And him pushing hard to feed it to me all at once.

We both shudder with the orgasm. Whew. I have one final thing to do. After
the glow starts to fade, I stick my tongue out one more time. His hole
needs cleaning. Enemas are messy. So I lick and love and suck until it's
all clean.

When it is, I tap his leg. He stands. Looks down at me through the
rimseat. Smiles. "You did really fucking good boy. I like that. I like that
a lot."

All I can do is smile.

After a final clean up, we head to the bed for a nap. Who knows what's
going to happen in the middle of the night when he wakes up. Maybe he's one
of these guys who has to piss in the middle of the night. At least he won't
have to get out of bed to do it. I'm there.

And, of course, in the morning. There's breakfast.

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