Date: Sat, 4 Aug 2001 14:35:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marc <Rim4you@webtv.net>
Subject: Smelling Stink - Part 2 (Raunch, Scat)

Disclaimer:

The following story deals with subject matter that some readers may find
objectionable.  Therefore, if raunchy sex between men involving scat is
offensive to you or if you are under the age of eighteen, STOP HERE!

Smelling Stink - Part 2
by Rim4you

Chapter 1

"Aw Steven!  Steven!"  Jason sighed.  "That looks so good.  My cock in
your mouth."

As Jason entwined his fingers in my hair, he gently pumped his ever
stiffening dick in and out of my mouth.  Gazing up at him, my mouth not
missing a single stroke on his dick, our eyes met and I could see by the
look in Jason's eyes and the expression on his face that he was rather
pleased with my intrusion on his privacy.
But how was this all going to look from his perspective?  After all,
when he drew back the shower door, my head was practically in the toilet
bowl savoring the aroma of his bodily waste.

I was ecstatic as my hand grazed his flesh.  Felt its warmth as inch by
inch my hand caressed its way towards the mounds of his ass.

"Oh yeah," Jason moaned.  "That feels good.  Touch my ass, man.  Play
with it."

Jason bucked his hips in a nice rhythym as I ran my hand, still
clutching his dirty jockstrap, over the creamy, white cheeks of his ass.
The whiteness of his full buttcheeks so contrasted with the rich, golden
tan that bronzed the rest of his body.  The smoothe flesh of his ass
betrayed the forest of hair, now wet from his shower, that swirled
within the deep cleft between the voluptuous mounds.

Beginning at the uppermost entrance to that valley, I slowly,
methodically descended my fingers, ever so gently.

"Oh man!"  Jason groaned, as my fingers made their way down and into the
crack of his ass.

"Huh?"

"I've never been touched like this before, Steven.  I mean ... nobody's
ever touched my ass the way you're touching it."

"You like?"  I purred, swirling my tongue over the head of his dick.

"Yes!  Oh yes!"  He sighed, buckin his ass back.  "Play with my ass,
Steven.  Please!"

Could it be that this gorgeous surfer, who admired other men's bodies,
had never been with a man before?  Was I venturing into unexplored
territory?

Be still my pounding heart!

Chapter 2

I toyed with the hairs in his wet trench.  Tugging.  Pulling them gently
as my fingers worked their way downward, deeper, towards his asshole.

"Fuck!"  Jason cried out, his body tensing slightly, his fingers pulling
at my hair as a single digit found his wet pucker and deftly traced the
rosey bud.

"Jesus!"  Jason moaned, relaxing.  Allowing my finger to caress his
shithole.  I swirled my finger around his sensitive hole and felt his
quaking knees tapping my shoulders.

"You like that, huh?"

"Oh god, yes!"  Jason sighed.  "That feels so fuckin' good, Steven!
Don't stop, buddy.  Play with my asshole!"

I was boned up to the max now.  Cock snot was spitting out of my
pisshole like crazy.  My heart was pounding in my chest.  I couldn't
believe that this stud I had lusted for, for so long, was standing here
before me, naked and trembling and that I had his dick in my mouth and
my finger was touching his virgin manhole!

"Jason!"  I sighed, swallowing his now rock hard dick, burying my face
into his pubic bush.

"Suck my cock, Steven!  Play with my asshole, man!  Fuckin' turnin' me
on!"

Jason bucked his hips, fucking my mouth with his long, thick rod.  With
every movement of his pelvis, the backward motion, his ass muscles
relaxing, allowed my finger to probe the inner depths of his warm,
succulent asshole.

"Aw man!  My asshole, Steven!  My fuckin' shithole!  What are you doin'
back there, man!  Fuck!  It feels so good ... so fuckin' good, buddy!"

Jason's pucker began to slurp at my fingertip.  I held my digit steady
to allow Jason to take things at his own pace.  The last thing I wanted
was to break this magical moment with my enthusiasm and cause him any
pain.

Slowly.  Then with more gusto as his lust mounted, Jason's hole began to
blossom and, as it were, suck my finger into its depths.

"Oh yeah!"  I gasped, "suck my finger with your shithole, surfer boy!"

"You like that, Steven?  Huh?  Pluggin' a surfer stud's butt?  My nasty
butthole!"

"Fuck yeah, man!  I know what comes outta here, man.  Fuck!  I can see
it and smell it from the toilet!"

My digit was now buried to the hilt up Jason's bunghole.  He squirmed
and moaned with the invasion.

"Yeah?  Think I didn't see you smelling my stink in the bowl, Steven?
Sniffin' my turd?  I saw the way you were lookin' at me earlier.  Think
I didn't notice?  We're buddies, man.  And buddies always help each
other out.  Fuck!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  Jason welcomed this moment just
as much as I did.  But where would it lead and how far would it go?
With Jason, I'd do anything.

I resigned myself to letting this hunky surfer take charge, hoping
against hope that he'd take the plunge into my deepest, darkest
fantasies.

Chapter 3

"I want you to do something for me, Jason."

"Keep doing what you're doing to me, man, and I'll do anything you
fuckin' want!"

I toyed within the depths of Jason's asshole.  Scraping gently along the
walls or his rectum, I felt the tip of a turd.  I sighed.

"What do you want, buddy?  Tell me.  God!  You're makin' me hot.  I
never felt like this before!"

"I want you to get your surfboard, Jason?"

"My board?"

"Yeah.  Bring it in here, please."

"In the bathroom?"

"Yeah!  Please, Jason!  Do it for me?"

"Okay.  Yeah!  Sounds kinda kinky.  I'm game."

With a grunt, Jason slid his cock out of my mouth.  Likewise, with a
wet, slurping sound, his asshole disengaged from my finger.
Hypnotically, I held my finger in front of my face.

"Hey buddy!"  Jason said, cocking his head over his shoulder and looking
at me.

"Huh?"  I sighed, staring at my finger, lightly coated with a brown
slime.

"You can smell my stink while I'm gone but I want you naked when I get
back."

As Jason walked out of the room, I gazed at his firm, muscular ass and
bringing my finger under my nose, inhaled his ripe stink.

Clumsily, in a stupor of lust and amazement, I stood up and pealed off
my clothes.  Naked, I sat on the toilet and stroked my dick, sniffing my
finger, Jason's grundgy jockstrap and one of his crusty sweatsocks,
awaiting anxiously his return.  The aroma of his stink curled up my
nostrils.

Chapter 4

The surfer boy returned, his board tucked under his arm, stood in the
door.  His tousled, blonde locks, still wet, curled in ringlets on his
forehead.  His dreamy, blue eyes gazing intently upon me as his full
lips drew back in a sheepish grin.  His chest heaved with every deep
breath he took and his cock, erect and firm, every vein clearly
outlined, throbbed and jerked.
His hefty balls, coated lightly with hair, swayed between his muscular
thighs.

"Fuck!"  I sighed, stroking my dick, squeezing the bulbous, mushroom
head as a pearldrop of pre-cum oozed out of the pisshole and slid down
the shaft.  "You're so beautiful, man!"

Jason hung his head.

"What do you want me to do, Steven?"  Jason asked, in a husky voice,
slowly raising his head.

"Lay your board against the tub and lay on it like your paddling to
catch a wave."

"But you've seen me do that hundreds of times before, Steven."  Jason
said, laying his board against the tub.

"Yeah.  I have."  I whispered, pulling on my dick.  "But not while you
were naked."

His surfboard resting against the tub, Jason mounted his board.  On his
knees, leaning slightly forward, his arms dangling beside him simulating
a paddle stroke, Jason arched his back, thrusting his ass up.

"This is how I break into the surf."  Jason said, lustily.

"Fuck!"  I gasped, as his asscheeks parted revealing his trench.

"Yeah!  I'm naked on my board, man!  I'm paddling out.  I can feel the
wind and ocean spray, licking my ass."

"Fuck yeah!"  I groaned, tugging on my balls.  "Uh-huh!"

"I'm in my world, man.  I'm sitting on my board waiting for that perfect
swell.  Up until now, Steven, the ocean has been the only thing to kiss
my asshole."

"Until now, man?"  I sighed.

"Yeah, buddy.  We're riding tandem.  You're behind me, Steven.  I can
feel your lips and the waves kissing my asshole.  I don't know what's
better, man.  Ridin' a wave or ridin' your tongue!  You're fuckin' with
my head, dude!  Big time."

I slid off of the toilet and positioned myself on the board behind
Jason.  Spreading his buttcheeks wide, with my hands, I buried my face
into his trench.  My tongue probed his hole.

"Fuck!  Fuck, man!"  Jason gasped, gripping either side of the board.
"I'm takin' this wave doggy style!  Eat my ass, Steven!  Fuckin' eat my
ass!"

"Oh yeah, surfer boy!  Fuckin' eatin' your ass!"  I moaned, slurping
hungrily at Jason's shithole.

"Ride that hole, buddy!  Hang tongue on my shitter!  Fuck!  Feels so
fuckin' nasty, man!"

"Want nasty, man?"  I grunted.

"Fuck yeah!  Give it to me nasty, Steven.  I'm yours!"

Jason bucked his ass back, grinding his butt onto my face.  Like a
crazed lunatic I raped his hole with my tongue.  Probing.  Searching.
Digging.

"Aw fuck!  Fuck!"  Jason growled.  "Eat that ass, man!  Eat surfer boy's
man pussy!  Eat my fuckin' cunt!"

Crazed with lust I flung my hand back and plunged it into the toilet
with a splash.

"Fuck yeah, man!"  Jason cried, humping his ass.  "Paddle!  Paddle,
dude!"

I swirled my hand in the cool water of the bowl.  Cupping my hand I felt
Jason's turd slam into the palm of my hand.  Raising my hand out of the
water, I jerked up my head and with a resounding slap I mashed the turd
into the crack of Jason's ass, spreading its reeking filth up and down
his hairy trench.

"Aw fuck!  Fuck!"  Jason sighed, wriggling his ass.  "Fuckin' nasty
surfin', man!  Hangin' turd, buddy!  Fuckin' smellin' stink, Steven!"

"I wanna fuck you, Jason!"  I hollered, smearing his creamy, white
cheeks with shit.  His shit.  "I wanna dick you, buddy!  Feel my cock up
your tight, stinkin' man pussy!  I wanna fuck you, California surfer
boy!  Fuck you stink!  Dirty and nasty!"

"Rape me, stud!  Take my virgin cunt!  Fuck me!  Fuck my shitty ass!"

I reared up and poised my throbbing dick at Jason's tight pucker.  I
hesitated.  Cock snot poured out of my pisshole onto his dirty, smelly
hole.

"Fuck me, bitch!"  Jason screamed.  "Ride me the way I ride the waves!
I wanna feel your cock up my ass as we ride my board together, Steven!"

I grabbed Jason's waist.  The head of my dick kissed his hole.

"Push, man!"  I hollered.  "Like you're takin' a shit!"

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!"  Jason groaned, tensing his body, clutching the sides of
his surfboard.  "Gonna fuckin' dump, man!  Gonna fuckin' shit on my
board, man!"

"Yeah!  Shit, man!  Shit!"

"Aw!  Aw, Steven!"  Jason gasped.  "You're rapin' my hole, man!  Fuck!
Rippin' me apart with your big dick!  Shit!  Shit!  Fuck me!  Fuck me,
Steven!  Fuck me dirty and stink!"

A long, drawn out moan escaped me as Jason's juicy asslips slurped my
cock into his warm, shitty hole.

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