Date: Wed, 18 May 2016 20:34:12 -0500
From: Vlad <vampyrered@gmail.com>
Subject: Real Men Piss and Shit #2

A Real Man Pisses and Shits
By Daddy
vampyrered@gmail.com

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Just and authors note: I have had this story running in my head of about a
week.  As with many of my other works it came on suddenly and would not
leave until I had it down on paper.  I hope you enjoy this fictional
rendering.  Any resemblance to living or deceased persons is coincidental
at best.  Now on to our taleÉ


Well after I tackled my Coach's ass, it was long before word got out to the
rest of the team about my wants and needs.  There wasn't an ass on that
team that didn't get my full attention.  Often times guys would pull me
into the boys restroom between classes just to have my sniff their jeans,
or briefs, and get them off.  I understood my place in the pecking order
and that was just fine with me.

Once I left high school, college was the natural progression.  I still
worked on the farm over breaks and in the summer, but most of my time was
spent away from that life.  In college I got to really expand my
experiences.  Learned about glory holes especially.  You see, on every
college campus around this great Nation of ours, no matter how big or
small, there are glory holes.  Usually the best place to find them is in
the library, but sometimes it could be just an out of the way restroom that
not many people know exists, or use.  That for me was the Communications
building restroom on campus.  Although it was a very busy building, it did
only have one restroom on the basement floor that very few people used.
That may not be true, the ones looking for dick and more used it a lot.

That's is where I had my first glory hole encounter.  I was hornier than
hell one day, and had heard about the action in that bathroom from one of
the jocks in my class.  He said that he often went down to get his "rocks
off" as he put it, when the girl friend was not putting out.  He said some
fag usually sucks his dick off, but he never knew who it was.  I decided
that I needed to see for myself and find out how much action was there.  I
mean, if I can at least score some jock cock, why not?  I made my way down
just after lunch that day.  I found the restroom easy enough, but it sure
was tucked away where not many students of faculty would venture unless
they had to.  I walked in and of course it was empty.  I checked the
stalls, and sure enough there was a glory hole in the stall just by the
urinals.

The way the room was set up, you had to come around a partition to get into
the room.  On your immediate left were three stalls, adjacent to that were
three urinals. On the opposite side were three sinks, and mirrors.  Seemed
to me if you angled yourself right, you could cruise the guy looking in the
mirror from the crack between the stall door, and the wall.  Anyway, I
decided to take up my position in the stall with the glory hole.  Was not
sure what would come of it, or how to exactly use it, but I would figure it
out.

I waited for about a half hour and nothing.  Then I decided to leave and
walked over to the sink to wash my hands.  Just as turned on the water, I
heard the outer door open.  I quickly ran over to the urinals and unzipped.
I didn't get to see who walked in as I was pretending to pee, but who ever
it was took up their spot in the stall with the glory hole.  I heard him
unbuckle his belt, and let his pants down to ankles.  As I peered slightly
down to the hole I could almost make out his checkered shirt.  I also
thought he might be working his cock.

The whole scene was starting to get me hard, and I began stroking my dick.
Then as I was looking over the guy traced the hole with his index finger.
Not knowing that this was the signal that he wanted to suck my cock, I just
stood there like an idiot.  Then he did it again, and whispered, "Hey man,
let me suck your dick".  An invitation like that I could not refuse.  I
shuffled over to the wall and pushed my semi hard cock through the hole.  I
felt his warm breath on my cock and could tell he was sniffing me.  That
just got me even harder.  Another scent pig was in the stall.  I felt his
nose take good whiffs of my cock, and even at my balls.

I was pretty clean that day, but it had been warm, so I am sure there was
something heady he smelled.  He then took my cock down to the pubes in his
mouth.  The warmth of his mouth got me rock hard, and he started to savor
my dick.  He took his time sucking my cock, really making love to it.  He
would lick at the head, and then move down and tickle my balls with the tip
of his tongue.  Then he would just go for broke and deep throat my 7-inch
cock, and bite gently at the base.  I held onto the top of the partition
and thrust my cock into that wanting mouth.  I guess we were in that
position for about ten minutes, when I had the urge to reciprocate.  I got
down on my knees and asked him to give me his cock.

The cock that came through was a dark tan color, and thick. The veins were
very pronounced, and it was uncut.  I pulled back the skin, and I could see
that there was a little bit of magma there.  Not horribly bad, but enough
to give his cock real flavor.  I pulled the skin and stuck my tongue in to
clean out all that cheese.  It was like tasting a really good cheese that
had strong overtones.  Once I had that cleaned up, I went to town on his
cock.  It tasted musky, and salty.  I wanted more.  I knew that under his
balls was where the real price lie. Once you get to the taint, you have
found that pathway to heaven.  You get piss, cum, sweat, and a little shit
taste there. I wanted that.  I asked him to join me in the open area.

He unlocked the door, and came around the corner. HOLY SHIT!  It was my
English Literature professor.  He was a mix bag of ethnicities, with most
of them Mediterranean at root.  He had dark eyes, and a beard.  The beard
had every color you could imagine in it, and it really set off his darker
features.  Given his heritage, he had a thick blanket of dark fur across
his chest, down his torso, and everywhere else.  I couldn't wait to get
into his ass, and lick those moist hairs.  He was surprised to find me on
my knees, and only said that we needed to keep this quiet or he would be
fired.  Trust me, I wasn't telling anyone.

I told him to turn around and brace himself over one of the urinals.  I
wanted this hairy Mediterranean man's butt so bad I was going to scream.  I
did what I had been taught and took my time.  I wanted to fully memorize
this experience.  I gently kissed his ass cheeks.  They were covered in
that dark fur, but they were well muscled.  They were firm and they
responded to my touch.  My professor started to moan as I paid more
attention to his ass.  I took and blew gently down his crack.  I hadn't
gotten into yet, but I wanted to tease it open.  I wanted this man to beg
for me to eat his dirty ass hole.  I then took my nose and inhaled down the
crack.  There was definite man stink there.  He must have taken a dump not
too long ago, and you could tell that the hairs still had some remnants of
that.

I spread the cheeks wider, and he pushed back to really open himself to me.
I looked down at his brown pucker, and it winked at me.  His ass was as
hungry as I was.  I stuck my face in the crack, and just let all that
moistness, and stink envelope my senses.  I then stuck my tongue out and
into his hole.  He opened up willingly, and I could taste his essence.
This is something most people don't get.  To really know a man, a REAL man,
you have to get into his ass and taste him, smell him, enjoy who he is.
Just as I was thinking this thought, my professor said in his deep voice,
"You really like getting into where a REAL MAN shits, don't you?"  "You
know that real men shit and piss, and that is as basic and human as he
gets".  I nodded I agreement, as I was too busy tasting his last shit.

His ass hairs did have some small snacks to provide me, and his stink was
all over my face.  My dick was drooling precum, and I wanted to fuck him.
I don't fuck often, but every once in awhile the urge strikes.  I spit into
his hole, and really got it wet.  He knew what was coming and wanted my
college boy cock.  To my surprise he produced a bottle of poppers from
somewhere.  He took two very long, deep hits off the brown bottle and
handed it to me.  I took a few hits off it as well and felt my head swim.
I then pushed my hard cock into his hole, right to the base.  He moaned
loudly.  I held myself in that position for a minute or so.  I am not a
hard fuck, I let my bottom at least get used to the invasion before really
getting into rhythm.

His ass opened up even more and I knew I was good to go.  "FUCK ME!" he
demanded and I did.  I grabbed onto those thick hips and started pounded
his cunt for all I was worth.  I had come too far at that point to be nice.
I wanted to wreck his hole open and dump my load in him deep, I figure he
will either stay around the bathroom for more, or would go back to class
with is hole holding on to my juices.

I fucked him hard and deep, and he was moaning and groaning, and telling me
how much he wanted my load.  I felt his ass tighten around my shaft as I
pistoned in and out of his ass.  I was so close to cumming, when I heard
the outer door open.  FUCK!  I was too far gone to care, and kept right on
fucking.  My professor seemed far tenser, but we were in no position to
rearrange and make it look innocent.  I turned my head to see that jock
from one of my classes walk in.  He just stood and watched as I pounded my
professor.  He started to massage his cock through his jeans watching the
show.  I tensed up and blew my load deep into the man's ass.  I kept
pushing it further in with each thrust.

As the last squirts fired, I held myself deep in the hairy man's butt.  I
then pulled out and watched some of my cum drip out.  The professor
quickly, and silently pulled himself together.  He thanked me for the fuck,
and left.  There I was with my pants around my ankles and my dick leaking
what was left of my load.  The jock that had walked in on us looked at my
and asked, "You still horny?  "Hell yeah!"  I got down on my knees and he
walked over.  "Take your pants all the way down dude, I want to eat your
ass", I told him.  He just smiled and turned around.  He presented the most
beautiful smooth ass to me.  As he bent over he farted.  "Oh sorry man,
didn't mean to do that in your face".  "No worries, I enjoyed it".  "You
did?" he asked puzzled.

"Dude, I am a scent pig".  That means that I am into the way a man smells.
I like piss, shit, farts, sweat, rank pits, etc.  The jock just smiled, and
said, "hell dude, been wanting to me a man like you to take care of all my
REAL MAN needs."  "I have been coming down to this restroom all semester
long, hoping to find someone into the same things I am."  "Well get that
funked up ass over here and squat on my face."  I lay down on the cold tile
floor, and waited for him to move into position.  He came over and
straddled my face with those thick thighs, and that bubbled butt.  He
squatted like you do on the football field, and that really opened up his
hole.

I was now inches away from his hole, and he let out another fart.  The
smell was strong, and meaty.  It made my cock jump.  I pushed my tongue
into his gaping hole, and he moaned deeply.  He pushed his ass even further
down, so that he was almost smothering me with is ass.  That was perfectly
fine for me.  I dug deep into his hole, and tasted all that smooth flesh
inside.  He wiggled his ass on my face, and begged for me to go deeper into
him with my tongue. Sadly there is only so deep you can get, and with him
pushing his rosebud out at me, I tasted deep.  He was delicious.  He
quickly got up and wanted me on all fours.  Apparently he was about to pop,
and wanted to breed me.  With one hard push he was in.

He held me tight as he pushed his long dick into me.  His fast jabs
massaged my outer ring, and had me begging him for his load.  I felt him
hit deep in me, and the first volley went in, then there was a succession
of about 4 more, and I felt completely wet.  Just like me, he kept fucking
his jock juice into me.  Then he just held himself in me.  I felt a warm
flow inside, and knew he was pissing me full of him.  "That's right pig I
am giving you a piss and cum enema".  You will definitely need a butt plug
to keep all of this in you."  I didn't have one of those, but was
determined that I was going to hold him in for as long as I could.  If I
was lucky I could get back to my place, and expel everything into a glass
for my own consumption.  He pulled out and I clenched.  "Man dude, had I
known you were a pig we would have gotten together at the beginning of the
semester, " he said.  I replied, "well its not like we run in the same
circles." "LOL we can change that, " he laughed.  We both got ourselves
back into decent order, and left.  We exchanged digits and emails and
promised another such session in the future.