Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2008 16:48:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: JB
Subject: Scat on Stage

      The three of us (Kevin, Barry and I) had just spent the evening in a
total raunch gay bar where everything goes -- for the customers and for a
special group of performers -- particularly watersports and scat play.
We'd heard about this bar from a new scat buddy.  It was located in a run
down warehouse in a large city some distance from our homes.  The entrance
door was painted brown and opened to a room where all were screened before
admission.

      The place was everything we had been told it would be and more.
Everyone of the customers was there for the unique venue of the place.  Of
course they all reeked of every man scent and more.  The facility had the
ambiance of a toilet that was never cleaned, which is just about what it
was, although no toilet room would have a bar along one wall and opposite
it, a small stage where several shows were put on by the raunchiest
performers imaginable.

      This report is not about what went on at the bar nor on its stage.
Rather it is about what the three of us and other special customers
witnessed much later that night (actually the early dawn hours of the next
morning) at a location far from the city.

      Each stage event concluded with the performers joining the customers
on the crowded bar floor.  After one act that featured the cutest and
youngest raunch lovers imaginable one of the performers gave each of the
three of us (and some others) a small brown card.  Under one of the few
lights in the place other than stage spotlights we examined the cards.

      "YOU ARE ESPECIALLY INVITED TO A VERY PRIVATE SHOW.  IT WILL BE HELD
LATER ON TONIGHT.  ALL TICKET HOLDERS WILL BE TAKEN TO A SPECIAL LOCATION
WHERE THIS SHOW WILL HAVE ITS WORLD PREMIERE.  EVERY ONE OF THE PERFORMERS
IS AS CUTE, YOUNG, RAUNCHY, AND TALENTED AS ME.  YOU WILL NOT BE
DISAPPOINTED."

      Eventually all ticket holders were told to leave by a side door where
the tickets were carefully checked.  Just outside the door was a large
enclosed truck.  The three of us and maybe fifteen other customers were
told to get in and sit on the wooden benches along the sides.  Shortly six
performers -- as promised the youngest and cutest -- joined us but huddled
together on the floor in the center and refused to say a word.

      After a ride of about two hours much apparently on rough and curving
roadways the vehicle stopped.  The performers were unloaded.  Then the rest
of us gout out into the dark.  On the far side of the truck, to the east,
was just a tiny glimmer of light visible above the shadow of the mountains.
We could just make out a chain link fence in front of us and some movement
beyond.  A few candles were lit and we could see they were carried by some
of the dancer boys.  The candles were then placed in a row between us and
the them.

      In the first light of dawn we could begin to see -- shadow-like --
the performers were doing erotic dancing.  A few minutes later it was light
enough to begin to identify our environment, although, not the exact
geographic location.  And at that point two dancers picked up a third kid
and tossed him away from us.  A hollow splash/whoosh was heard. The dancing
continued.

      Shortly the kid who was tossed reappeared and joined the dance again,
but he was easily spotted as his ENTIRE body was covered in a dripping
brown ooze.  He approached one dancer and gave him a quick kiss
lips-to-lips..  The second dancer immediately turned and dived in as well.
This was repeated until all had disappeared except for the slime-covered
kid, who then raised his arms in a victory pose and jumped in after his
five colleagues.

      The audience was then led through a gate and up to the near side of
the candles.  We watched the six boys swimming and having a great time
horsing around in ---- a large round pool of a sewer bed facility !!!!  The
swimming pool, as it were, was the first concrete pit where the pipes from
a distance city dumped and so the liquefied contents were heavy with
deposits.  Of course the stench had been overpowering since our arrive and
thus we had pretty much identified our surroundings.

      As everything became brighter with the rapidly approaching day we
watched the kids cavort in this unique setting.  When the actual sun rays
hit the surface of the pit the dancers quickly got out and stood just a few
feet from us, between the edge of the large sewer bed and the now
completely burned out candles.

      There was just space for the boys to lay down in a daisy chain circle
in which each one went down on another's cock!  Of course, no simulated sex
here, either!  Each of the dancers occasionally lifted his head off the
cock he was working on so that we could see it was shiny clean from his
oral action!  In the now bright light we could see each boy had a satisfied
smile on his shit-covered face.  The then proceeded to clean each others
nuts by the same method.

      Legs were spread and lifted and then fingers went into the
accommodating assholes of adjacent boys.  The fingers were withdrawn and
licked; then faces disappeared between the filthy buns as the boys
continued to eat up the slim coating from each other's bodies.

      We the audience were then told to VAMOOSE into the truck.  A few
moments later, our last view of the show, as the doors of the truck were
shut, was of the boys still in the daisy chain position, with the morning
sun's golden light streaming across their naked, but "mud" covered bodies.