Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2008 01:01:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Benjamin Winkler <benwink19@yahoo.com>
Subject: poo-obsessed

(Note: This story is unique in that you are the main character. Please
understand that no offense is meant by the author by having the main
character do things you don't think you would do. However, since you are in
this section of the archive, I'm assuming that this material tickles ur
fancy. If you like this story, or would like to read more stories involving
you as the main character but with a different theme, please contact me
bwink22@rocketmail.com or benwink19@yahoo.com Hope you like it!)

Ever since you could remember, you've been fascinated with your own
excrement. Your parents used to embarrass your friends by telling them that
you would put your hand down the back of your diaper after depositing a
fresh load in to it. Then you would take your hand out and slide it down
the front of your diaper and say, "it tickles my wee-wee lots." No matter
what your parents did, they couldn't keep your hands out of your diaper so
they gave up and just washed your hands with a sigh of reluctance and
disapproval at your behavior.

As you grew up and were potty trained, the trouble shifted from your diaper
to the toilet. Luckily, the toilet was a little easier to keep closed to
your little prying hands. You were still fascinated by what you would see
in the toilet bowl but you were no longer allowed to play with it.

Now that you're old enough to use the restroom all by yourself, you can
have much fun with it as you want. Your parents know what you do in the
bathroom with the door locked but by now they don't really care
anymore. (Besides, depending on your circumstances, you don't even live
with your parents anymore.)

Anyway, a good friend decides to visit you unexpectedly and it's the
beginning of a sharing of secrets between the two of you.

You're busy one lazy afternoon jacking off on the toilet with your own crap
as lube when you hear the voice of your friend. He's invited himself in and
he's down in the living room. He calls to you and you tell him you're in
the bathroom. Knowing no boundaries, he follows your voice until he's right
outside the door. You begin to panic and try to clean yourself up. Your
friend has seen you jack off but never like this. Before you have a chance
to do much though, he bursts through the door.

"What's that stuff all over you? Eeew, is that what I think it is? It
certainly smells like it."

"I know it sounds nasty but it actually works really good. You should try
it."

"Are you serious? It reeks bad."

"Trust me, I'm telling you as your best friend. It feels great. Try it."

"I don't think so. Move over stinky, I got take a crap." Your friend begins
to undo his pants and pull them down without waiting for you to move.

"I ain't moving unless you try some of this on your dick. Trust me, you'll
be glad you did."

"Would you please move before I crap all over you?" He tries to push you
out of the way but all he does is get your crap on his hand. "That's nasty,
give me some toilet paper, quick!"

"Awe, rub it on your cock like I told you to and it will feel really
nice. By the way, you can crap on me if you want. I've already crapped on
my own self." You laugh at your own crude humor and it finally breaks down
your friend's reluctance to join you.

"Okay. What the heck, right? It's just crap." He wipes your crap from his
hand onto his dick which of course suddenly becomes erect. "Hey, you're
right. It does work pretty good."

"If you still have to take a crap, I'll just spread my legs and let it drop
between them if you want. I really like you sitting on my lap. I haven't
seen your sexy butt for awhile and I'm more horny than usual cuz I haven't
jacked off for a couple of days now."

"Me too. Okay, spread them and I'll see if I can't get most of it to the
toilet."

You spread your legs and your boner gets in the way of the crap coming out
of your friend's hole. You love the feel of it hitting your organ and you
sigh a deep breath, filling your lungs with the aroma of it that you love
so much. With your dick so close to your friend's hole, you remember times
when you had pushed your member in to that same hole to experience grand
sensations. You gingerly lift your hips to hint that you want to do it
again now and your friend relaxes his muscles as his response. You don't
hesitate to shove your poo-covered cock in to his poop shoot and soon the
two of you are moaning wildly while on the threshold of breaking the toilet
because of your hip movements.

"Well, I'm pooped." You say to yourself once your friend finally leaves.

(Different, I know, and short but if you like it, let me know. bye now.)