Date: Sat, 07 Jun 2003 20:10:20 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: PEEPING TOMS Part 6 (scat)

             PEEPING TOMS--Part 6

   "Yes, they were quite a pair, alright. I rented a room from
them one summer. They never closed a door...I mean NEVER! Even
the bathroom. My room was between their bedroom and the
bathroom. One day I noticed a hole in my wall, down low in the
closet. I looked in and could see their whole bed. I always
made sure I closed the doors so they couldn't use it, but I
peeked at them all the time! One day when they were out, I went
into their room and looked through. Nothing. A real lousy
angle. All that time and I never realized the hole wasn't
peeping into my room--it was so somebody could easily spy on
them!"
   "Ha! I remember them telling me about that. Did you notice
the little bulb nearby when you were in there? No? There was a
pressure spot beneath the carpeting in your closet. The bulb
lights up so they know when they're being watched!"
   "Cripes! Those rascals! No wonder the show was so good," he
laughed.
   "Course, all you had to do was stand in their doorway."
   "Sometimes I did just that. Carl would bring home these
big-dicked black guys to fuck Robert. I'm not talking upper
level executives, either. Rough scum off the street that didn't
smell like posies. Before Robert could get his tail stuffed,
Carl would make him rim the dude out...thoroughly! You could
hear Carl barking at him. `LICK IT! CLEAN THAT NIGGER ASS-HOLE!
LICK THE SHIT OFF IT, SLAVE! NOW SHOVE YOUR TONGUE UP THAT
RANCID BUNGHOLE AND EAT IT OUT...SHOW HIM SOME DEEP RESPECT AND
MAYBE HE'LL FUCK THAT WORTHLESS ASS OF YOURS!'"
   "And you were watching all this?!"
   "Sure. I'd stay back like a sneaky voyeur, peeking around
the doorway. They knew I was there but didn't let on. Robert
would be sucking away on the guy's hole, obeying every order
growled. But as much as Carl enjoyed those little games, he
couldn't wait to get in on it. He'd soon get down there to wash
the fellow's sweaty balls before lapping over the black cock
and cleaning the cheese from his foreskin. He'd also lick
around Robert's widely stretched anus while the ebony prick
plundered the depths...getting riper and riper with each
stroke."
   "Yeah, he did like it nasty. Both of 'em did."
   "And the way Robert could take cock! He'd have his ankles
hooked over the dude's back, riding along with him and slamming
his ass up. I've seen him take 11" so hard 'n fast anyone else
would have passed out. And Carl would be kneeling behind,
licking whatever and whenever he could...waiting for the end
when he'd tell the guy to `rip it outta his hole and stick it
in his mouth!' Then he'd plunge his mouth down on Robert's
gaping shithole and bury his face up his mushy, fucked rectum
so he could 'suck the nigger jizz out!'"
   "Jeez! Did the black guys get upset at that?"
   "Naw, they were into it by then. A little shocked when they
looked down at Carl--and they always did. Then at Robert, not
real sure the guy wanted to obey Carl's last order, But Robert
would urge them on up, moaning what a great fuck he'd gotten
and how 'pleased I would be to clean your dirty nigger cock,
sir!' Sometimes that would get him slapped across the face with
the slimy tube, but invariably the dude would rub it over his
lips then lay sideways and let Robert lick off his cum-slicked
cock along with his own ass slime and shit flavor while Carl
noisily suckered more of the same from Robert's open hole."
   "Yeh. Those fuckers never stopped just because a little
shit got involved, hunh?"
   "Oh, hell no. Guess you never discovered the hole in the
other wall looking into the bathroom? Jezzus, I'd have thought
you'd check after realizing the other one was for your viewing
pleasure. You never wondered why they had a custom-made toilet
with the tank off to the side?"
   "Yeah, I did wonder. Seemed strange."
   "It was, partner. The peephole was real low. When you
looked through you discovered it was just above the toilet
seat!"
   "Well, all you'd see is someone's back. What good was
that?"
   "Dummy. It was so you could watch 'em take shits! Instead
of sitting down the whole time, whoever it was would straddle
the pot and let ya watch their turds come out and plop into the
water! It was wild, man. I had my eye glued to that spot every
time I heard one of 'em go in."
   "Yeah, really? You got off on that?"
   "FUCK YEAH! Sounds gross, but it's really weird and excit-
ing seeing a guy take a dump when he knows you're watching!"
   "Hmmm. Maybe it would be at that."
   "Trust me, it is. They pulled a fast one on me once. Just
before I moved out. I was spying right at Robert's asshole,
anticipating it opening and seeing one of his...anyway, maybe
six inches are sticking out when he kinda rocks his hips so
it's aiming straight down, and there's Carl's face looking at
it--and me--from between his legs!
   "Carl's gushing about how fuckin' pretty it is, what a
sweet turd, etcetera etcetera. He's licking his lips and taking
glances past it to stare at my spying eyeball! Then he reached
between Robert's legs and starts to stroke his fuckin' turd!
Playin' with it while he continues to shit!"
   "Yikes! Did he li...uh, go any further than that?"
   "Heh, lick it? That's what I wanted to find out, cause
after it broke free it was still in Carl's hand. He'd slipped
it through towards himself just before Robert sat back down,
blocking my view. I had to see it, if he was. I just had to!
And I was sure of it, too. It was the only time they'd ever hid
anything, and I figured it had to be pretty damned nasty for
them to do that! So I rushed out of my room and spun around
into the bathroom doorway, which was open. Robert sat there
grinning at me. Carl, too, as he sat back on his haunches
holding the big turd up near his lips. I let out a big gasp.
They started laughing, pointing at the big hardon poking
through my fly. They'd expected me!
   "'You naughty little peeper!' Carl wagged his finger at me.
'Maybe we lick turds and maybe we don't, but you'll have to
join us in person to find out.' Then Robert spread his legs,
revealing the big boner he was stroking. 'Yeah, who knows?
Maybe we'll even lick your turd! You make some pretty sassy
ones, we've noticed.'"
   "Aw, man. I'd never even considered that. The hole was in
my room, right? But it seems they'd lay in wait, taking turns.
One would be at the bathroom door to stall me in case the other
one didn't get out of my room fast enough. They'd been watching
ME shit!"
   "But, how could they? I mean, you sit all the way down,
doncha?"
   "Yeah, sure. But when it comes to being perverts, those two
are geniuses. Beneath the hole was a panel that slid open. See
the toilet bowl was actually clear glass, painted to look like
porcelain except when the panel slid back. They could see right
up to where my asshole opened up and blustered farts and turds
out. Jeez, even when I picked my ass or rubbed it. Sometimes
I...well, fuck...sometimes I like to run my finger over it just
when it's opening up. I dig sniffing the hot aroma of assjuice
while I take a dump. It's nasty, okay? But dammit, it's one of
those personal things nobody's suppose to see, right?"
   "Heh! Heh! Ah, sorry. You're right. It is personal. We
probably all do it, but I guess that would be embarrassing.
What'd you say?"
   "Hell, I cussed 'em out! But they wouldn't stop laughing
because my dick wouldn't stop bobbing around! It stayed hard.
So I went up to them and capitulated. Besides, I couldn't
resist those cocksucking lips of Robert's when he grabbed for
it. Carl reached around with one hand and tweaked my asshole,
running his finger around in circles and taking it to his nose
to sniff. Then he sniffed Robert's turd, comparing the two
smells.
   "I got a bit lightheaded when he said they were both hot,
licked his fingertip then licked Robert's turd! He did it a few
more times, each time digging around my anus for fresh flavor.
The blowjob was getting me close, he noticed, so he stood up
and placed the turd on the basin. Then he turned around and
bent his butt into Robert's face. Robert let go of my cock and
pulled his ass apart. Without a word, right there in front of
me, Carl began to shit in Robert's face! Robert spread those
cheeks and lapped his tongue over his lover's protruding turd!
He tongued around the gaping shit-stuffed asshole then put his
mouth over the steaming thing and gave it a couple of lewd,
luscious sucks! I started to wack off like mad, but Carl cried
for me to lay off. They had more exciting plans...this was just
a warmup for my benefit."
   "What'd that mean, or should I ask?"
   "It meant the day's shitting wasn't over! Seeing their
obscene shitlicking only made me hornier. Mix that with their
enthusiasm and it didn't take 'em long before they talked me
into taking a crap."
   "Oh yeah?"
   "Even dragged out a full-length mirror so I could watch 'em
kneeling behind me, licking my fuckin' turd while I took a big
shit! And you remember how Carl sucks Robert's ass out after
the black guys fuck him? Well, he sucked my hole out just as
thoroughly after I'd shit!"
   "SONOFABITCH!"
   "Yeah. Course it was a real clean dump, with my ass being
spread apart like that, but I think Carl would've sucked shit
out anyway if there'd been some unfinished business left."
   "Did...did you ever...?"
   "You nuts?! Fuck no. I left the next day, remember? I'm not
saying I'd never do it...maybe...but the dude would hafta be
REALLY special!"
   "Like a lover, hunh?"
   "Yeah, like that. Or...say, did I ever tell you how cute
you are?"


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