Date: Fri, 31 Jan 2003 22:02:55 -0800
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Submission: SEX RANCH (ws scat)

		   SEX RANCH by bawdypen

   Buck naked, we headed for the barn--and the orgy. It was my
first visit to the Sex Ranch, and Culmer promised I'd have a
fantastic time. Outside the barn door, hearing muffled sounds
of sex coming from just inside, he stepped onto a long wooden
platform about three feet high. Every few feet was a metal
grating about 16" square. Facing me, he squatted over one of
them.
   "Watch this," he grinned--his legs spread and his butt
waving just over the grate. He lifted his balls, showing me his
luscious exposed anus. I gave him a curious look just as I
heard sniffing sounds echoing from under the grate. He smiled
and winked.
   Suddenly, the metal grate swung downward and a man's head
came up from the depths. He began to lick Culmer's asshole! I
gasped at the wild sight, stepping closer to watch the man eat
out my friend's gaping hair-ringed anus...something I fully
intended to do myself at the earliest opportunity.
   Culmer moaned as the man sucked his shithole with a
passion. I saw his tongue thrusting well up inside--until that
opening began to spread apart incredibly. It was very lewd. I
was astonished as how he was able to loosen up that much so the
man could eat him out thoroughly.
   But a few seconds later I swallowed my gum! A turd was
shooting out of his ass into the man's mouth! Fat, dark and
rocky. That man took it into his throat, moaning deliriously.
As the column of shit grew in length, the head descended at the
same speed--taking the huge tube of shit with him as it popped
from Culmer's distended anus!
   When the grate closed, Culmer hunched on his knuckles to
straddle the next grate. Another head appeared immediately,
wantonly licking his grimy shithole clean. The first man had
been the toilet...this man was obviously the toilet paper! He
lapped the soiled crack and tongued out the spicy hole. Reach-
ing back, Culmer held the head up to his ass and farted! Then
he rose up and climbed down.
   "Wanna take a crap before we go in?" Culmer asked,
grinning.
   "Nope," I gulped. "Damn, you sure treated them awful. When
did you stop being considerate to people?"
   "HA! I treated them alright. A hot taste treat of my smelly
shit!" he laughed. Then he put his arm around my shoulder and
led me away. "Relax, buddy. I haven't changed. Why the hell do
you think they were down there? Probably a dozen of 'em...
spending all day eating anybody's shit that squats over the
grates. That's how THEY prefer to orgy."
   "Wow! A dozen? God, it must stink down there!" I gasped.
   "Yeah, but the smell of fresh shit is room deodorant to
them!" He looked back. "Hey, check it out."
   I turned. A strong bull of a man was hunching his massive
backside over one of the grates--higher than Culmer had been. A
monstrous turd, maybe a foot long, hung from his large anus.
>From below, two hands were wrapped around it. It was absurdly
funny-looking. As if the man was coming to the rescue--offering
his long turd as a rope so the man could climb out of the pit
to safety! Instead, the impatient captive culled the fucking
thing from his rectum and disappeared. I pictured 12 hungry
shiteaters down there fighting over it! Or, if they have a
sense of comradeship to their unique perversion, maybe they
were all sharing it like a hogie--licking the fucker in shifts
of four!
   Inside, the bartender was a hit. Naked--along with everyone
else in there--he fixed my drink then held it under his butt
and bent over. I was ready to scream, wondering if everybody
ate shit at this soiree, when he strained and plopped a bright
red cherry from his asshole into the glass! When he handed it
to me with a devilish grin, I was laughing so hard I didn't
even feel any disgust. In fact, he was so cute I fully intended
to savor that cherry! We hung around a couple of minutes. I
wanted to watch the next guy's reaction. It seems the bartender
had his rectum full of cherries!
   As we were heading for the orgy hall, I accidentally bumped
into a big guy. I gasped in shock. It was the bull that had
just taken the humungous dump outside! Noting my surprise, he
figured it out.
   "Saw me, hunh? I couldn't see but it sure felt like a gem.
How long was it, anyway?"
   "Uh, g-gosh, uh," I stammered. Then I pictured the
incredible thing again and gushed, "Fuck! Musta been over a
foot! How can you hold so...?" I shut up, again seeing his
massive butt. He slapped it himself.
   "Big fuckin' can! Used to feel self-conscious about it. Now
I love it. I can hold back four or five days. Then when I do, I
can shit a fuckin' hot turd a danged horse would blush at! Man,
that feels good! You know how great it feels to take a shit,
right? Well, double and triple that sensation because it's so
fat, and you get an idea. It's like a wild, prolonged orgasm!"
   "I don't doubt that," Culmer said. "it was really hot to
watch!"
   "Yeah," I agreed, not thinking. "Good thing you got such a
huge asshole, hunh?" I wanted to bite my tongue. But he
laughed.
   "Yeh. I got a bunghole like a twat! I love assholes, but I
gotta admit, mine's the raunchiest, most beautiful wrinkled
pooch I've ever seen. Others agree. If they get past my size
long enough to see me bent over, I usually have to pry their
lips off my asshole! I think a couple of guys left their
tongues in there!" he roared. "Uh, I didn't get a lickup out
there. You wanna suck my ass? Guaranteed to smell and taste
ripe and full-bodied!"
   I graciously declined his offer...with a beet red face!
   "S'alright, kid. Just wanted to give you first dibs.
They'll be crawling and scratching to get at it once I get
inside. See ya, fellas." He jabbed me in the tit and winked,
walking off.
   "Jeez!" Culmer cried. "Now I remember him. He's not
fooling. That's the big man I once saw stationed in the back.
For hours men lined up to suck his asshole. I remember asking
someone what the big deal was and he told me the dude had such
an incredible mound of flesh, bulbous blood-engorged asslips
that practically hung out, a hole that he was able to keep
open, and the wildest cheesy taste and smell. That any rimmer
worth his salt found it the ultimate butthole-sucking experi-
ence of their lives! Shit, if the line hadn't been so long, and
I hadn't come about four times by then, I was gonna go shove my
puss up there myself! You know I simply luvvv slurping out an
asshole that gapes open and lets me lick around freely. I can
well imagine a dude not giving a rat's ass if it has shit on
it. That would be an asshole worthy of licking clean for the
honor of looking at it up close and sniffing it. Sucking it?
Man, we shoulda taken him up on his offer. Come on, maybe we
can catch up before somebody lodges a wet tongue up his keester
and digs for black gold!"
   We stepped into the arena, losing our breaths at the sight
of so many naked male bodies performing every lewd act imagin-
able without a hint of modesty or shame. Both our dicks
'pronged' skyward...they must have looked around also. I'd
certainly never gotten a zero-to-60 boner that fast. And it was
stiffer than a board, too. We scanned the place.
   "Damn, I don't see him," I said, trying not to sound
disappointed. "I'm not so sure I'd want to anyway...I think."
   "Did you forget what I just said? We're talking about maybe
the GOD of assholes! Such a heavenly delight you'd suck shit
for days!"
   I did like to rim a hot guy. His enthusiasm got to me...and
he hadn't even tried it yet!
   "Guess you're right," I nodded. "I got tingly all over
seein' him take that fantastic fuckin' shit! It was an un-
believable turd, you know, but my eyes kept going back to his
asshole. It was so obscene looking...so shockingly repulsive! I
had to keep telling myself it was ugly and revolting instead of
the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, mostly because of the
feelings of filth and degenerate desire it stirred in me."
   We had no idea someone was against the wall behind us until
a finger tapped me on the shoulder. Startled, I jumped back as
I turned. HIM!!
   "Hi , baby. I thought you'd change your mind, so I waited.
You guys still feel like little pussies, or you ready to suck
out my big dirty bunghole?"
   He grinned, loving the shock of his vulgar words on us--
knowing as well as we that the heart-stopping turd had been
popped out of his hole, leaving it slickly clean and gaping. At
least we thought so. Actually, we weren't that close. It was
possible that the turd had been snapped off, leaving a frayed,
stinking brother or cousin inside to fend for itself. We
preferred not to dwell on that, I think.
   I gulped nervously. The overgrown linebacker was definitely
not my type. I seemed to be his type, though. He was giving me
these smoldering, lascivious looks. Even though he included
Culmer, it was ME he wanted to feel. MY nose flittering around
his anus like a puppy. MY lips nursing the shit-streaked anal
lips as I suck like a demented fool at his crap tunnel...like
all the other sex pigs did to him!
   "Could..." I hesitated, "could I see it?"
   "Hell, sugar. You can climb on in and look out from the
inside!" He doubled over, his large hands lewdly spreading the
powerful, manly buttocks, and showed me his glory in all its
glory. It was so breathtakingly erotic I forgot to check it out
for telltale signs of dirty shit, or looking up it to see if a
straggling turd peeked back at me.
   "Y-yes," I squeaked, wide-eyed and naively. I cleared my
throat and lowered my voice a register--realizing my prick was
doing anything but going lower. "I...we..." Culmer came to the
rescue.
   "He's trying to say he wants you to sit on his face for the
next month or two!" he jibed. "But I get you the rest of the
summer!"
   The guy chuckled.
   "Ooooh, fuck. We're liable to suck your hole raw, man!
Speaking for myself, at least, gimme a dude's pungent bunghole
and a place to rest my head, and I'll settle in. As far in as I
can lick! And with a supposedly fragrant, accessible poop chute
like they say, it'll be a test of indurance between my lips and
your asslips!"
   The guy sneered at Culmer. "You nasty little cocksucking
fuck! Raw? Many men have tried. That filthy tongue of yours,
though, just might pose a challenge!" He winked and licked his
lips. "But," he looked at me, "I want him to go first. Watch
his eyes while he smells my hole and licks the shit, lint and
crabs outta my purple wrinkles! Then you guys can lick and suck
anything I got...long as you like."
   I was blushing, unable to keep from grabbing my throbbing,
impatient cock and sliding along the rigid shaft. Flashes of
bulbous hanging hemmorhoids broke through my subconscious and
rattled my brain. And my balls. That was what his protuding
anus reminded me of...one huge circular hemmorhoid!
   "FUCK!" I cried, jumping around behind him and kneeling
down to pry his chunky butt apart. "I'LL FUCKING EAT IT RIGHT
HERE!"
   I got a big whiff of the wild aroma, but before I could
take a slide up his ashen crack with my tongue, he pulled me up
by the hair.
   "Unh, unh, sugar. I wanna watch you eat me. Let's go over
to my regular spot. I'll lay down and throw my legs back like a
Castro Street Fuckboy and bare the goods. You can hold onto my
10-gallon cupcakes and stretch me apart...then show me how
you've really always wanted to treat a guy's fat, delicious
asshole!"
   Creeping along the outer walls, trying to be inconspicuous
since he was so well-desired, we parked in a little cubby area.
He sprawled his muscled frame, twisting his arms inside his
thighs, and curled into a ball. That horsey, animalistic
shithole was the most obscene sight! I quickly dropped to my
knees, flattened my palms over his downy cheeks, and manipu-
lated them around as I stared at it. Culmer was right there
with me, ooohing and aaahing about its ugliness being so
fuckin' hot!
   His gaze was riveted on me, a bit amused as I pondered the
battling feeling of disgust and desire raging within me. He
could tell.
   "Don't sweat it, stud. Go with it. Humiliation can be a
turnon, too. You go right ahead and allow yourself to feel
shame and humiliation while you perform a filthy, perverted act
of total debasement right out in public where hundreds can see
and point at you! Go ahead, baby. Think that way about it. See
how much fuckin' harder it makes your prick."
   "Hey," Culmer interjected, "I know what he means. I once
got caught sucking a guy's cock in the boy's bathroom by my
favorite teacher. The kid was sitting on the toilet, no less.
He'd just taken a shit!"
   "Whew! Bet that made his cock taste good. What'd you do?"
   "Sure made the whole thing nastier. And having him staring
down at me with his mouth hanging open really twisted my nuts.
The guy wanted to cover up, but I started honking on that fat
cock like such a fiend even he didn't give a damn who was
watching! What a load he shot down my throat, too. Turned the
teach on so much, he came in and closed the door. I pulled his
zipper down and sucked the fuck outta his juicy prick!"
   "I'm...I already know I gotta think of it that way," I
nearly whispered, peering into the man's rectum, "that fella we
wondered about is in there--lookin' real mean!"
   "Surprise, sugarpuss! Now start acting like a punk suck
slave. But start out slow by sniffing all around. Lick your way
from the outside to the center. Nibble on my succulent asslips.
Give your buddy a chance, then you can share sucking that rock
of turd pebbles from my hole. I've seen it happen, man. Get a
taste of it and you'll suck that filthy shit out like beasts,
just so you can get your tongue in to wash out my steamy
rectum!" He pulled back. "NOW SMELL ME! BOTH OF YOU! YOUR
FUCKIN' NOSES WERE DESIGNED TO SMELL OTHER MEN'S SHITHOLES!"
   Snap! We both had our faces cheek-to-cheek as we rotated in
unison so we could sniff each and every acre of his pale and
pimpled, sweaty bum. Hell, we'd been smelling his raunchy ass
since he first spread his legs. Glancing at one another's
throbbing boners, we silently realized we'd both been dying to
get in there.
   That was the picture going through my head. Probably wasn't
all that unique or uncommon--especially with all those cock-
suckers around us noisily engrossed in similar wantoness, but I
saw two young, goodfuckinlooking guys burying their faces and
tongues up some older, muscled overweight slab of a degener-
ate's unnaturally repulsive butt, with excited plans to gobble
shit from his asshole! GUTTERBOYS! I decided. That's what we
are. One level above those dudes in the pit scrapping over his
long stinky turd. At this rate, we'd be down in there beneath
the grate by next year!
   The cheesy aroma of his fat ass was making my mind whirl.
But it was also charging me up. Nothing in the universe was
going to stop me from being a salacious gutterboy. Me and my
friend. And I was gonna surpass the edge he seemed to have on
me already. No way was he gonna suck more shit from that
gigantic asshole than ME! I just might take it all!
   Yikes! I snapped my head back in alarm. Everything was
lick, sniff and suck up til then. But what it really meant was
I was gonna EAT his SHIT!! My body trembled and I looked into
his caressing eyes. Mine were wild and frightened so he calmed
me with sincerity and truth.
   "START LICKING MY ASS YOU FAGGOTS! TAKE A CHEEK EACH AND
TONGUE BATHE ME WHILE YOU ENJOY HOW FANTASTIC MY GRUBBY
SHITHOLE SMELLS. Lap 'em like little puppy dogs. It'll be hard
to resist plunging into the center of my mushy, stinking turd-
gripper, but you will. You'll also delay any demanding orgasm.
I'll tell you when your cocks can unload. Yeah, poop-loving
little guttersnipes with twitching noses and flapping tongues.
Sooner you lick off the dirt and sweat...and whatever my butt
might've picked up off toilet seats...the sooner you get to
suck the good stuff off my pride and purple joy!
   Up and down his grimy buttocks we laved and sanitized.
Obediently slighting the voluptuous hideousness that beckoned
us--that festering unnatural thing he called an anus--we
operated. Culmer took the area beneath his balls and I the
greasy valley that ran down his back to deep within his
jiggling globes. I stopped short of Point Zero, too. We slopped
up the grease and moist residue of his overheated bottom...and
whatever might have been slicked along there when he scratched
his butthole or, more likely, reached down his pants and
crammed a finger or three up it to play a little licky-stinky
with his favorite toy.
   Hey, I wouldn't blame him. If I had a meaty handful of
flesh hanging from my rectum that resembled something that
should be on the inside--except that it was purple instead of
pink--like it had spoiled!--I too would probably want to find
out what everybody else thought tasted and smelled so fuckin'
delicious! Hell yes, with an offensive gash like that, and
dudes wanting to devour the damned thing, I'd be sniffing and
licking hot shit out of it right along with them! Or without
them. It made me totally sympathetic with his sudden outburst.
   "GODDAMN, I WISH I COULD SUCK THAT FUCKER! LUSCIOUS FUCKING
SHIT LIPS AND EVERYBODY BUT ME GETS TO SUCK ON 'EM! SONOFA-
BITCH! IF I COULD WRAP MY LIPS AROUND THAT CHEESY SHITHOLE
YOU'D REALLY SEE SOME ASSHOLE SUCKING!! Sooh, mmmm!"
   (Yeah, he thought. Within a week I'd probably have it
chewed off!) He tossed his head back, sparks of butthole-
itching, cock-throbbing naughty thoughts bombarding his brain.
Enjoy it, boys. Enjoy it for me, too. You don't know how badly
I'd love to eat myself out. You think I'm a little chunky now,
I'd be a fuckin' blimp cause every time I took a shit I'd be
sucking it back down my throat! Mouth to ass, my turds wouldn't
see the light of day. One stinky hole pushing it out, while the
clean hole is sucking it in. Right then, they'd both be equal
...humid tubes for transferring the perfect snack when you're
on the bone--my own reeking, fart-soaked sausage of dung! No
waiting, no begging. Wanna feel some hot shitjuice squirt in
your mouth as you bite down on a freshly shitted turd, but even
the old security guard next door and the 6-year-old moppet
downstairs are away on vacation! So what? I don't hafta resort
to baby shit or smoked gravel, I always got a guy with a
suckable, rubbery asshole willing to defecate between my lips
and empty his shithole down my throat. There wouldn't be a
speck of crap come out my asshole that doesn't wind up being
selfishly gobbled up. Yeah, blow myself a little, suck my hole,
blow, suck, eat a little turd, wash my smelly balls, then shove
a few fingers up my tube of pleasure and rub whatever I collect
over my throbbing prick. Then I'll suck that filthy cock and
suction up a big slimy load of jizz from my balls! And if I'm
lucky, there's some soft creamy mash I'd missed. Ooooh! Blowing
my own big fuckin' cock while I suck off every morsel of the
spicy warm shit I pulled from my no-longer-closing rectum.
Probably ruined my sphincter muscle by then, from constantly
fist-fucking myself and all those times I bent over and licked
it wet and slick, then used both hands to pry my anus apart in
futile attempts to put my head in there til my asshole snapped
around my neck and I was free to do some rectal tidying up by
licking the silky walls til they're fresh and clean, ready for
the next pile of filth to come slithering down the chute! Fuck!
That's duty I wouldn't mind on a daily basis! But it wouldn't
fit, so I'm left with an asshole that won't shut. That's
alright, though, since I eat it as soon as it's ripe...and
rather enjoy feeling hot shitjuice squirt out and run down the
back of my leg. I can usually duck behind something and slick
the stuff up with a finger, then go on my merry way taking
little flicks with my tongue to make the taste last til I can
get home and suck out that juicy lucy shitpit!)
   Poop-licking little guttersnipes?! He had a lot of nerve
shoving the truth in our faces. So I shoved my face into his
shithole! Nanner Nanner, Culmer! went throught my head. I get
to go first! I opened my mouth and took in a big corner of his
rubbery, dingleberried asshole and sucked the nasty flavor from
it. Everything I'd been squeamish about was true. It was the
skuzziest asshole I'd ever licked. So cheesy with new and old
shit I thought some of it had been hiding between the wrinkles
for months or years. Little remnants from turds he'd shit in
high school! Of course, I knew better. Men who'd regularly suck
on a dirty monstrosity as this would surely dig in between 'em
like I'm doing.
   Still, yesterday's shit was fine with me. It was the flesh
in my mouth, and knowing what I was doing as I smooched it
between my lips and sloshed my tongue into every crevice, that
was the real turnon for me--sucking an asshole! A big fucking
asshole! Mmmmm, a big fucking dirty asshole! The tangy smell
and cheesy grease were definite pluses. And I found I didn't
mind the shit at all. It kinda went along with the package, you
know? Even a freaky asshole like this would lose some of its
charm without the pungent aroma and nasty flavor.
   I started to flutter my tongue over it like crazy. My best
buddy jerking his bone, watching me nip and nibble, lap and
slurp, on the flared end of some old fat guy's filthy, weather-
beaten turd tunnel as if the place he shits from is the place
my mouth belonged! YEAH, DAMN STRAIGHT IT WAS!
   I took an overdue big breath and pushed Culmer's face into
the mushy crapper, telling him I'd saved the other side if he
wanted to prove he was as good a gutterboy as me! He eagerly
set about to do so, slamming his moistened lips over the entire
circle of protruding flesh and working his tongue around the
'dirty' side. I looked up, panting.
   "Ooooh, kid! You worked it for my lips too, hunh? I could
almost feel my own tongue burning from the gritty slag you were
stripping from my hot twat--that luscious shithole I finger out
all the time to share in the same pleasure you all seem to
enjoy. You're gonna lick me out now, aren't you? Plunge your
lips and tongue--your whole mouth--into my shithole and suck
out that mucky pulp?"
   I nodded. I sure was. Just as soon as my heart slowed down
from the excitement. "Gotta go for the Big Humiliation after
that rush! SUCK OUT YOUR SHIT! YEEAAH!" I was being half
sarcastic and 100% truthful. "You want me to just suck it
directly into my belly, or can I squish it between my teeth
awhile first?"
   "You know? You're the kind of dirty boy that deserves to be
strung up in a sling for a day with your head hanging back
while twenty hairy-assed Mexicans sit down on your mouth and
shit juicy turds out for you to gobble down! They'll fuck your
rancid little hole, too, and pull their pricks out for you to
lick off while they're pissing! You'd love it. Just imagine all
the shit smeared over your lips and streams of piss flying
everywhere as you lap at it between slurps along their shitty
cockshafts! Aw, fuck yeah! You'll probably beg 'em to feed you
your own cum-soaked turd for dessert. Mmmmm!
   Culmer had backed off and I saw the man's tingling asslips
fluttering in the breeze and spreading open like a wilted
flower in an exotic garden. I could clearly see the turd
causing the commotion. Streams of precum were dribbling from
his upright, throbbing cock. Culmer made a dash for it.
   "I think he's gonna blow his wad! And he's definitely gonna
SHIT! Quick, suck it out and I'll blow him!" He wantonly
slurped the runny juices up before wrapping his lips over the
knob preparing for a massive explosion. It was already boiling
over down in his twitching balls...soon to nearly choke him
with a pint of manly, buttery sperm that matched in quantity
the way the man shit turds. Coincidentally, I'd locked my mouth
over his shithole and was clawing at it when he rammed the
little turd into my mouth just as he came!
   Ah, smelling it and licking it was one thing. But having a
nasty little juice-coated turd sliding between your lips from
some guy's gaping asshole is just about the pinnacle of humil-
iation! Cum spewed from my untouched prick and you shoulda seen
me suck that baby! If it's possible to suck the shit out of a
dirty turd...I did it! I didn't squish it between my teeth. But
I did pull it out and hold it, letting him see me twist it
around as I sucked on it, and slide my tongue up and down as
his cock continued to jerk and pump more jizz down Culmer's
cocksucking throat.
   Grabbing Culmer, he pulled him down and gave him a wild,
lusty blowjob. Then he ate out our assholes like the shit pig
he was--rather disappointed that Culmer had already dumped a
biggie out at the grates. But I hadn't. He got me squatting
over his face and ate me out for a good deep-probing twenty
minutes before I hunched up and fed him my smelly turd in the
lewdest, most obscene way I could...calling him filthy names
the whole while and telling him how I'd enjoyed sucking his
crappy little turd.
   Stuffed in his mouth...and still lodged up my ass...he ate
the brown roll of sludge from my rectum while Culmer sucked on
me. Then I spun around and blew him until he shot another huge
load into my mouth! I got every drop. Any man who's eating my
stinky shit deserves a cocksucking powerful enough to make that
shitmeat taste twice as good! Must have worked. He gobbled it
all down and licked my asshole out. Then he let me fuck his
asshole. Fun, but my cock was no match for that cavernous turd
tank until we got Culmer's prick jammed in there alongside
mine. THEN WE BANGED THE FUCKIN' SHIT OUT OF HIM WHILE HE
RIMMED SOME BLACK GUY'S ASS! Talk about the Grand Canyon! When
we pulled our cocks out you could see Bangkok up his rosey,
slippery rectum. Some guy who'd been jerking off and watching
us pushed his face into the cum-dripping, shit-tasting big 'O'
and sucked that drainpipe for anything he could get. He finally
settled on pulling the floppy big cock to his lips and taking a
load of tongue-burning piss down his craw. Then he noticed the
black guy's large cock and soon they went off together to get
that dark shiny meat up his heinie after he drew a big turd
from the guy's ass so he'd have something to suck on while
getting shafted!
   We were exhausted so we left and went to McDonald's.


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