Date: Wed, 1 Nov 2006 18:40:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Tracy Smith <tracysmith20022002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sleepover Diversion, Part 5 - The Beginnings (b/b, scat, urination,
     oral, anal)

Sleepover Diversion, Part 5 - The Beginnings (b/b, scat, urination, oral, anal)
Copyright 2006, Tracy Smith, and everything that goes with that.

This is a fictional story of sexual activity between underaged males. If
that offends you, or you're under age, or this story is illegal where you
are, then don't read it. In any case, though, please make a donation to the
Nifty board for posting it.

This is all fantasy, of course - but what a wonderfully PERVERTED fantasy!!
Write me at Tracysmith20022002@yahoo.com if you like it. If you don't like it,
well, I just don't know what to say.

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"Hey, come on in, it's okay," 12 year old Evan said to his school friend,
Peyton. Evan was sitting on the toilet at the time. He brushed back his
long black hair from out of his blue eyes.

"Are you sure?" Peyton asked, looking quizzical, his blond hair slightly
tousled, his green eyes perplexed. "In my house we always close the door."
But he was already edging into the bathroom, innocently curious about what
his friend might look like, with his pants around his ankles. The thought
gave the 4' 11", 95 pound boy a curious tingle of excitement. He was
visiting with Evan for the first time, and had only known him for two
weeks.

"Um, it's a little different around here," Evan replied. "C'mere, sit on
the edge of the tub and we can talk about stuff." Peyton sat down on the
edge of the tub, directly across from Evan as he sat on the toilet in his
own bathroom, pants and undershorts down around his ankles. Although Peyton
tried not to look, he could see Evan's 5 inch dick as it hung down between
his legs. It was about the same length as his own, but thicker. He tried to
be nonchalant, but his eyes kept going to his cute friend's cock, or the
little he could see of it. It looked nearly completely hairless, and Evan's
penis looked like his own, which his mother had once explained was
`circumcised'.  Suddenly, Peyton heard a loud hissing noise.

Peyton was startled at first, then he realized it was the sound of Evan's
piss hitting the water of the toilet, magnified by the echo chamber effect
of the bowl. "Darn, that sounded loud!" Peyton said, in case Evan was
wondering why he had jumped. Evan grinned, and spread his thighs slightly
wider. Peyton could see Evan's balls hanging below his dick, which looked
like it was getting bigger.

"Yeah, I really had to piss," Evan said, sitting back. Oddly, Evan reached
up and pulled off his tee shirt, laying it on the vanity next to the
toilet. His small, thin chest was creamy white, with two small, pink bumps
for nipples. Peyton wondered why he had done that, but he liked looking at
Evan's naked chest, so he didn't say anything.

Evan explained. "I take off my shirt when I poop, cuz I like to splash my
face afterwards, and mom says I always get my shirt wet."

Peyton stared, fascinated, as Evan's dick also raised up as the young boy
leaned back, the sparkling golden stream from the small slit in the head of
his circumcised penis visible now, and nearly threatening to shoot over the
edge of the smooth ceramic bowl. Small wavelets of golden fluid ran up the
inside edge of the rim, like a rising tide, just seconds away from flooding
onto the floor and Evan's pants. Evan's dick looked like it was getting
longer, too. Peyton was transfixed. He'd hardly ever seen another boy's
dick before, and he'd sure never seen one with pee coming out of it, right
at him.

Evan, seeing Peyton's eyes fixed on his cock, looked down. "Oops," he said,
pushing his penis down so that the flow went back into the basin. Peyton
noticed that the back of Evan's fingers rubbed against the wet ceramic, and
when Evan pulled his fingers away from his dick, he brought them up to his
face, looking at them curiously, then absently sucked on the back of his
fingers, where Peyton had seen tiny golden globules in the fine hair on the
backs of Evan's fingers.  Peyton felt a pleasant tingle in his own dick at
this, and it unexpectedly began growing in his pants.

Peyton's further thoughts were short circuited, when he heard Evan farting,
several long gassy sounds, followed by the distinctive plopping of small
turds into the golden-hued toilet water below. "God, I really had to go,"
Evan sighed. The smell of Evan's defecation rolled into Peyton's face, and
Peyton found the odor not too bad, much as he enjoyed smelling his own
farts and sometimes, even his own poop. His dick was becoming increasingly
tight inside his jeans, and he tried to unobtrusively shift it by putting
his hands in his pockets, a move that Evan noticed, and that made him
smile.

Evan strained a little bit, to make sure he'd gotten rid of most of this
load, then abruptly stood up.  His small cock hung straight down, a pink
rod capped at its end with a round red head, and several small drops of
piss fell from it onto Evan's underpants. Peyton was staring again at
Evan's dick, and he found it to be a surprisingly attractive sight. He'd
never thought much of his own dick, and as for his father's, well, he
thought he'd seen it once when his father was shaving, while wearing a
towel around his waist, but it couldn't have been, because it was much too
big.

To Peyton's surprise, Evan turned completely around to get a small wad of
toilet paper in his right hand, instead of simply reaching over with his
left to snatch a few squares off the roll.  Because he had to reach down to
get the paper, Evan's small, round butt cheeks separated right in front of
Peyton. Peyton could see Evan's small opening, his tight, puckered hairless
butt hole, and it was ringed by a syrupy, dark brown cream, like chocolate
syrup on an ice cream. He could even see a little wet and pink inside
Evan's ass hole. Peyton briefly fantasized that the brown cream would taste
like chocolate if he scraped it off with his finger, but he was smart
enough to know by the earthy smell, that `chocolate' probably wasn't the
word that would describe the taste accurately.

Still, he couldn't take his eyes off Evan's bottom hole, as he turned the
toilet paper roll, Evan's butt hole seeming to wink at him. Finally though,
Evan reached around behind himself with the wad of paper, and, looking over
his right shoulder, scraped between his plump, round ass cheeks with the
soft paper, pressing into his skin below the pouting hole, then scraping
off the creamy poop.

Evan looked at the paper, with its thick circle of shit, then, shrugging,
tossed it into the toilet, reaching down for more paper. He seemed entirely
unconcerned that he was standing naked in front of his new friend, his
naked bottom only inches away from Peyton. His ass hole, much cleaner now,
but still poop streaked, appeared pink and perfectly shaped, though
puckered all the way around.

Evan wiped himself twice more, until the paper came away clean, then he
reached over and flushed, turning and nonchalantly picking up his white
undershorts around his waist, followed by his jeans. He went over the sink,
and neatly washed his hands, then splashed his face. Drying off, he said,
"C'mon", let's lie on my bed and play video games."

Bemused, Peyton followed Evan, his eyes on Evan's ass, picturing how it had
looked naked, and dirty. He couldn't believe he was thinking this
way. Eventually the two boys wrapped themselves deep inside a game of Halo
2 on Evan's Xbox, lying side by side, both on their stomachs, and dressed
in the small boy summer uniform of tee shirts and old, faded jeans. When he
grew bored, Evan rolled over on his side, looking at Peyton still lying on
his stomach, his sock-covered feet idly banging down on his small
butt. Evan looked at Peyton's bottom appraisingly.

"You ever smell your underpants?" Evan asked Peyton, rather boldly.

"Um, no," Peyton said, still looking at the game.

"Liar," Evan said, swatting Peyton's butt. He enjoyed the warm, round feel
of his friend's cute bottom.

"Hey!" Peyton yelled, annoyed. Evan did it again. It was a matter of
seconds before the two boys were wrestling around on the bed, with Evan
getting the better of the fight. There are no fiercer fighters than two
young boys, their passions run so hot. Fortunately, they only last for a
few seconds, at best. The two boys worked up a sweat, and Evan had Peyton
pinned under him, poised above his body, face to face.

Evan let his body slowly come into contact with Peyton's, starting at their
feet, then his thighs coming down on Peyton's. He paused, then his crotch
slowly ground down into Peyton's.  Peyton could feel Evan's erection, the
black-haired boy's cock as hard as steel, his eyes burning into
Peyton's. Peyton's dick returned the kiss, becoming stiffer and longer,
embarrassingly tenting out his jeans, while Evan's boy penis ran straight
down his thigh.

Evan continued lowering his body onto his friend, and Peyton's struggles,
feeble at best, decreased in strength and frequency, until he was quiet
under the other boy. Evan's hips, then stomach, lay against Peyton's, both
boys feeling the other's heart beating strongly. Finally their chests,
Evan's smooth chest against Peyton's, and their mouths just inches apart.

Peyton's lips parted in anticipation, though he didn't know of what, and he
could feel Evan's hot breath on his cheek. He turned his head to face Evan,
their lips nearly touching, when Evan laughed, and rolled off Peyton. "Hey,
I wanna show you something," he said, immediately unsnapping his jeans,
then unzipping them as he lay on his back, his body next to Peyton's, their
heads together.

Peyton watched his friend's mysterious actions. Evan shimmied his pants
down off his hips, his erection very easy to see without the denim fabric
covering it. He pulled his legs up, pulling the jeans completely off, then
threw them on the floor. Then, his eyes watching Peyton's, he hooked his
thumbs under the waistband of the white underpants, pulling them down, his
pink cock and balls now unabashedly naked. Hairless, his dick and balls
were small but meaty for their size.

Peyton had no idea what Evan was up to, but his stripping was really
exciting the young boy, far beyond any fantasies he'd ever
experienced.. Evan repeated his actions, pulling his lean, hairless and
smooth legs up to his chin, pulling the underpants off so that his lower
body was now completely naked. The warmth of his body burned Peyton where
they touched. His cock was straight and hard.

Instead of throwing the underpants on the floor, though, Evan brought them
up to his face. To Peyton's surprise, Evan brought the warm, slightly
brown-stained seat of his underpants up to his nose, and inhaled deeply,
his cock waggling as though stimulated by the action. Evan had a gleam in
his eyes when he opened them, turning to Peyton and exclaiming, "God! Did
you ever DO that?"

"No....no," Peyton said, not sure what to think or to admit to.

"Smell these," Evan said, pressing the still warm cotton into Peyton's
face. "Smell it!" he commanded. Peyton had no choice. He inhaled through
the fabric, a spicy, slightly musky scent that he immediately found
absolutely captivating. He inhaled again, and again.

"Doesn't it smell good?" Evan said, excitedly, his eyes shining. "It makes
my dick hard! How about yours?" Peyton shook his head in agreement. He
could feel how hard his penis had become, and felt an excitement he'd never
felt before. He rolled his hips on the bed in pleasure, bumping up against
Evan's warm, naked hips, not minding at all.

"Let's smell yours," Evan said, grabbing at Peyton's jeans. Peyton didn't
try to stop him. Evan's nimble fingers unsnapped the brass button at the
top of Peyton's jeans, then lowered the zipper, feverishly pulling his
jeans down. Peyton's dick was again tenting out his small underpants, also
white. Evan sat up above Peyton, and pulled Peyton's underpants down,
Peyton's dick enthusiastically bouncing with the movement, a darker pink in
color. Peyton was becoming wildly excited at being stripped by his friend.

Evan pulled the briefs down, over Peyton's naked feet, then brought the
slightly damp cotton to his nose. "Yesssss," he hissed in pleasure, his
dick bobbing in delight. Then he traded underpants with Peyton, who had
been smelling Evan's all this time. The two boys sniffed their underpants,
and giggled with pleasure.

"Look," Evan said, spreading the seat of his underpants for Peyton to
see. "See the brown streaks? That's poop, man. That's what makes it smell
so good." Peyton was familiar with `scorch marks', he'd just never
associated them as a source of pleasure. Like most young boys, he was still
learning of the many things that could bring him delight.

Peyton spread his own underpants, and saw a dark central brown stripe, with
lighter ones on both sides. He'd noticed the smell of his underpants was
much stronger, too. He brought his nose back to the dark, waxy-appearing
stripe, the smell intoxicating, tingles running through his cock every time
he sucked the scent in. He jumped, though, when he felt a small, smooth and
warm hand on his penis, caressing it up and down. He groaned involuntarily,
as sensations he'd never felt before shot through his body.

He took the underpants down, and looked at Evan softly stroking his
quivering little shaft. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Evan grinned. Peyton
nodded his head, then smiled.

"Wow," he sighed. "It does."

"Pull off your shirt and lay back," Evan coaxed him, his teeth white and
even in his smile. With the promise of his current pleasure, and more,
Peyton didn't need a lot of urging. He wrestled his tee shirt off, and
threw it on the floor, completely naked now, like Evan. He lay on his back,
his small but enthusiastic penis pointing at his face. Evan gently took the
base of the warm shaft in his hands, pointing it up at the ceiling. "My
brother taught me this," he said softly.

Evan began running his coiled fingers up around the warm, smooth shaft of
Peyton's dick, kind of twisting his fingers around right under the plump
head of the boy's aroused cock. His other hand cupped, and gently juggled,
the small balls in their hairless wrinkled sack, his fingertips lightly
teasing the sensitive pink skin. Peyton had never felt such marvelous
sensations before.

"That feels REALLY good, Evan," Peyton moaned. "Don't stop," he urged his
friend, closing his eyes in ecstasy. He suddenly felt something hot and wet
on his penis. His eyes flying open, Peyton was shocked to see Evan sucking
on the head of his erect penis, like a lollipop. He had never imagined that
such a thing could be done, nor that it would feel so nice. Evan's eyes
were on Peyton's face as he sucked, as though he wanted to see if Peyton
was enjoying his actions.

Peyton ran his fingers through Evan's lanky black hair, to let him know how
nice it felt, and to encourage him to do more of it. Evan seemed to smile,
though his lips stayed wrapped around Peyton's pink shaft, and he swirled
his tongue excitingly on Peyton's increasingly sensitive boy rod. Peyton
could feel a kind of tension running through his lower body, then suddenly
felt the most intense feeling, a really nice feeling, in his cock and lower
legs, as Evan sucked on his penis. It felt like Peyton was going to explode
in Evan's hot, wet mouth.

Peyton felt as though he was going to pass out, and might have for a
second. When he came to, Evan's face was right over his, and he felt the
most intense lassitude and calm. Evan's face came closer, his lips actually
touching Peyton's, and it seemed the most natural thing in the world for
the two boys to kiss, their warm, soft, pink lips pressing together shyly
at first, then more intensely and insistently.

Evan's mouth opened while they were kissing, and Peyton could feel his
tongue pressing persistently against his lips, so he opened his mouth
too. Evan's tongue slipping into Peyton's mouth was one of the most
exciting things he'd ever felt, and he realized why grownups seemed to like
kissing so much. As Evan's tongue caressed Peyton's, he felt a flood of
Evan's saliva, and something else, creamy and salty, filling his mouth, and
he savored the taste on his tongue, finding he liked it, although he didn't
remember Evan chewing anything earlier. He thought maybe it was snot or
something, which at first seemed kind of gross to Peyton.

They continued kissing for a few minutes, and Peyton felt his cock growing
hard again. "Kissing is fun!" he thought to himself.

"What was that stuff?" he asked Evan, after they broke their kiss a few
minutes later.

"You mean, in my mouth?" Evan said.

"Yeah. It wasn't snot was it? If it was, I'm gonna smack your ass."

Evan looked thoughtful. "Yeah? I think I'd like that. But no, it wasn't
snot, dummy, it was your cum."

"My what? Come? What's that?" Peyton asked, bewildered. And if it was his,
what was it doing in Evan's mouth first?

"Geez, you really are dumb. You must of cum before, cuz there's no way that
was your first time.  Have you ever had, like dreams, and your bed got
wet?" Evan asked, somewhat exasperated.

"Um, yeah, I've kind of wet the bed a little bit. But what's that got to do
with anything?" Peyton asked, really confused now.

"See, when you get to around our age, your body starts to produce sperm, to
make babies and stuff. It also tastes really good. You probably came in
your sleep before, I think they're called `wet dreams'. Anyway, you came in
my mouth, and I gave it back to you when we kissed," Evan said.

"Anyway, there's lots of things we can do together to get that really nice
feeling you had when you shot your cum in my mouth-" Evan began.

"Yeah, what WAS that? That felt REALLY good!" Peyton exclaimed.

"We can make each other feel like that a LOT," Evan exclaimed. "I want you
to do it to me now."

"I'm not sure I can put your dick in my mouth, Evan," Peyton said slowly.

"Well, you can rub it, like I was rubbing yours, right?" Evan asked.

"Um, yeah, sure," Peyton said nonchalantly. But his heart was beating a
mile a minute. He'd never touched another boy's penis before. Evan lay
back, his eyes still on Peyton. Peyton hesitated, so Evan took Peyton's
hand and put it on his stiff cock, already seeping a little pre-cum out of
his piss slit onto Peyton's hand. He began rubbing up and down the shaft,
slowly. It became apparent pretty quickly that he was starting to get into
it. The feel of Evan's heat through his hot, hard cock; the beat of his
heart through the vein on the underside; the small moans and sighs he
emitted; his squirming under Peyton's touch, and the smell of his body, all
brought Peyton closer and closer to his sexy friend.

Peyton's caressing of Evan's shaft became much more responsive to Evan's
cues. When he observed Evan liked something, he'd concentrate on that,
wanting to please his friend, and now, lover. Unconsciously, Peyton's mouth
opened slightly, as he visualized the swelling, pink shaft entering his
mouth, moving closer and closer. It took only the slightest touch of Evan's
fingers on the back of Peyton's head, to bring his mouth over Evan's
near-bursting cock. Peyton's lips touched, then embraced, the throbbing
boyhood beneath him, his hot, moist mouth wrapped around the thick, hot
cock.

Evan had been on the edge for minutes, trying to hold back, and quickly
exploded inside his friend's mouth, his sweet cum filling Peyton's sucking
mouth. Peyton was at first startled, and stopped moving his mouth on his
friend's cock, then, as he gradually tasted the full, rich flavor of Evan's
boy cum, he began licking his buddy even harder, swallowing the thin,
gelatinous cream, until finally Evan's cock softened in his mouth.

The two boys lay together for a little while, bodies touching warmly,
Evan's warm breath on Peyton's downy cheek. The two dozed off for a little
while, then Evan began softly stroking down Peyton's slim body, his fingers
gently caressing the boy's smooth skin. Evan ran his fingers over Peyton's
round bottom. As Peyton shuddered with pleasure, that gave Evan an idea.

"Hey, roll onto your tummy," he said. Complying, Peyton tucked his
re-stiffening dick between his legs, and rolled over, his adorable, creamy
pale bottom round, smooth and perfect. Evan skated his fingertips over his
friend's warm bottom, loving the feel of Peyton's ass. He glided his
fingers into the heated cleft between Peyton's cheeks, the valley hot and
moist. Peyton's finger glided through the damp, and over Peyton's tight,
puckered anus. The slit was slightly greasy under Evan's curious finger.

Peyton's sigh gave Evan permission to play with the tight opening, his
index fingertip wiggling inside the hole. Peyton's hole so hot, tight and
moist, Evan's dick grew hard at the thought of exploring Peyton's ass. He
slipped his finger in as deeply as he could, the interior slimy and
slick. When he pulled his finger out, it had a thin film of brown on it,
obviously Peyton's poop.  That just got Evan more excited. He had a boy's
natural curiosity and interest in shit, and then some.

He got up on his knees, then leaned his face down close to the
cleft. There, he was greeted by the most intoxicating, and delicious smell
he'd ever encountered. It was a mixture of the sweet, spicy smell from
dirty underpants, plus a stronger smell of pure, fresh shit, sweat and boy
musk. His tongue, of its own volition, began lapping at the 12 year old's
damp ass valley, his tongue picking up the sweet taste of Peyton's boy
bottom, small pieces of brown staining his rough tongue.

Peyton wiggled underneath Evan, the feel of his rough tongue over his
sensitive anal pucker extremely arousing. Peyton's dick was stiffening,
tingles of pleasure running through his ass and cock. "God, yes," he
moaned, not even aware of what he was saying. His left hand groped around
blindly, then finding Evan's warm hip, found his hard dick, its tip hot and
wet with Evan's desire, slimy with lust. He gently wrapped his fingers
around the pink shaft, slowly jacking his friend's cute cock with the
sure-handedness of one boy with another.

Evan groaned, caught in his own trap. He didn't want to leave Peyton's
delectable ass hole, but he so desired Peyton's warm, wet mouth on his
cock. His tongue penetrated deeper inside Peyton, the taste and smell,
deeper and richer. A small bubble of intestinal gas escaped from Peyton's
butt, breaking right under Evan's nose, the smell intoxicating him.

"God, get on top of me," Evan moaned, rolling onto his back, his cock
proudly standing straight up, his hairless balls tight in their wrinkled
pink sack. Peyton, his head at Evan's hips, just moved over, his face at
Evan's dripping piss slit, his thighs on either side of Evan's face,
Peyton's hard dick slapping Evan's chest, and leaving small sticky spots
between Evan's pink nipples. Evan sighed, the setting perfect. Peyton was
on his knees, but his ass down low, and head low. His mouth kissed and
licked Evan's dick, caressing the hot, velvety shaft with his tongue, and
lips, and gums, swirling around the plump head, licking up wave after wave
of the boy's pulsing, sticky cream.

Meanwhile, Evan pulled Peyton's crevice closer to his face, small jets of
odorous gas escaping his tiny hole, his ass lips pooching out with each
burst. Evan thought Peyton's pink hole looked cute, and thought the smell
of Peyton's ass was divine. He kissed Peyton, his lips pressing together
with Peyton's ass hole, his tongue thrusting and licking deep inside his
friend's rectum.

He knew what the escaping gas might mean, and he wanted it, wanted Peyton,
wanted what he could give him. Peyton either didn't realize, or perhaps
didn't care, what his fullness meant. Or perhaps he was finding the same
excitement that Evan was, and wanted it just as badly.....

The slick lubrication of Evan's saliva, and the deep thrusting of his pink
tongue inside that dank, brown hole, had its desired effect, the brown,
creamy treasure within beginning an inexorable journey to release. As Evan
licked and lapped at the hot, tight crevice above his face, the boy's pale
moons on either side of his face, the amount and thickness of the thin,
brown stream increased, gradually becoming thicker, more redolent of its
source, and more insistent to Peyton in its desire to be free.

One would assume that a young boy, new to the ecstasy of gay sex with a
play pal, but not yet initiated into the strange, but pleasurable ways of
scat play, would give his partner some sort of warning of his impending
shit, but Peyton discovered that surprising his lover was even more
titillating and exciting. In spite of the lack of notice, Evan was well
aware of what was going to happen. Peyton's failure to warn him, excited
Evan more than if he had alerted him.

Evan began kneading Peyton's soft ass cheeks, as he continued to fuck his
tongue deep inside the blond boy's tight nether hole. Peyton, more excited
than he'd ever been before in his short life, bobbed his head up and down
on Evan's leaking cock, the semen pulsing out in thick waves. The tension
and ecstasy built inside of Peyton, his cock and abdominal muscles tensing,
the pleasure building inside him, until with one blast of his cock into the
skin between Evan's small breasts and nipples, he jetted a pool of thick,
creamy white semen, sticky and hot, smelling characteristically of the
rich, sperm smell that both would come to love. His cock fucked into the
flat skin, pouring out its rich, white liquor.

As his muscles relaxed, of course, his anal sphincter let go, and the final
journey of a large log of digested boy waste began, brown and creamy, solid
but composed of many mashed together turdlets, the turd slipping through
the slimy, greasy fluid surrounding it inside Peyton's intestine.  Like a
log passing through rapids, it rotated around and around as his peristaltic
contractions pushed the tasty treat to daylight - or more precisely, to
another hot, moist cavern awaiting it.

Meeting a temporary obstruction, an anus not nearly as wide as the rectum
it had grown in, the thick, rank turd hung up, an inch of it, narrower than
the rest, sticking outside, rubbing against Evan's lips, and the tip of his
tongue. He licked it, like an ice cream cone, his rough tongue and saliva
wearing it down, dissolving the sweet, earthy taste of Peyton's shit to
savor, and then swallow. Kissing the turd, like sucking a cock, Evan
applied a soft vacuum with his mouth, to help ease the shit out of his
friend's tight round ass.

Peyton recovering from the overwhelming pleasure of his orgasm, his cum
pooling now on Evan's chest and belly, began aiding his friend's quest. He
added his own conscious relaxation of his anal sphincter and pressing
downward of his intestinal contents, to Evan's oral seduction of his
ass. The passage of the thick, brown turd, smelling stronger now, through
Peyton's anal sphincter, gave him a feeling of pleasure, one that would
eventually be recreated when more than one large cock would find its way
through that same sphincter, repeatedly.

The turd, as large as a good-sized man's cock, suddenly filled Evan's
mouth, overwhelming him so that he had to hurriedly try to chew and swallow
some lest he choke. He vaguely heard Peyton sigh with pleasure,
experiencing a second, much milder orgasm merely from the passage of the
turd log, and then Peyton's sweet ass was lifting up, a rush of cool air on
Evan's face now.  Normally, Evan would have been disappointed to lose the
humid treat, but he was fighting for breath, and nearly blacking out.

He faintly saw Peyton's face looming over his, then a rush of cool air
entered his mouth and nose, and filled his lungs, his vision returning. He
looked up, to see Peyton's mouth above his own, an oddly shaped brown
cylinder growing from it. Then Evan realized that Peyton had taken the
thick turd from Evan's mouth, with his own mouth. Peyton was sucking on his
own shit!

Seeing vitality return to Evan's eyes, Peyton lowered the wet, dripping,
slimy piece of shit back down into his lover's mouth, the crap more
manageable now, and the two boys commenced to chewing on the foul fruit of
Peyton's intestines, their adam's apples bobbing up and down as they chewed
and swallowed, chewed and swallowed. Finally, with each holding a smallish
chunk in his mouth, the two boys kissed sweetly, their bodies writhing
nakedly together, their tongues dancing and playing, their happiness
complete.

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