Date: Mon, 6 Aug 2001 12:40:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Marc <Rim4you@webtv.net>
Subject: Smelling Stink - Part 3 (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 3
by Rim4you

Chapter 1

As inch by inch, my throbbing cock slid between Jason's stinky, shit
packed trench into the quivering oriface of his puckering, sludge oozing
asshole, amid his deep moans, groans and sighs, I wondered if this hole,
if Jason, had truely not known the intimate touch of man?

Like a lamb poised for the slaughter, his hands gripping the sides of
the surfboard, Jason surrendered his ass so willingly.  So thoroughly.
So completely.

Jason's tight hole yielded without restraint to the aching need swelling
between my legs to fuck dirty asshole.  I had always envisioned a man's
butthole as a toilet to be unstopped and my cock as the instrument, the
plunger that would do the trick.  This would be no twink fuck.  That
squeaky clean fuck anticipated and prepared for.  Rather, this fuck,
coupled with my deep yearning for Jason, would be real man to man
fucking.

It disgusted me to hear guys talk about fucking and how, to their shock
and dismay, the guy they'd fucked, had a dirty asshole.  What did these
guys expect?  A man's asshole is his sewer.  His slopchute!  It's not
supposed to be a bed of roses up there.  No.  A guy's rectum is that
channel housing the most intimate, personal part of him:  his shit.  His
stinky turd.  To fuck him dirty, to churn his filth, to have his warm,
stinking shit on your cock, that's a man's way to fuck.  To feel his
sludge packing around your cock and oozing from his asslips with each
deep, penetrating thrust, to have the stink of his man cunt swirl up
your nostrils:  that's mansex pure and simple.

Yeah.  In my lust I had taken Jason's shit and smeared it up and down
his butt trench, but as I sunk my cock deeper and deeper into his ass, I
could perceive that he was still packed.  That his earlier dump was just
a hurried need to relieve pressure and not a complete emptying of his
bowels.

"Oh god!"  Jason panted, slamming his head against the board, his mouth,
like his asshole, gaping with animalistic lust.  "Is this what being
fucked is all about, Steven?  So ... so ... nasty!  So dirty!  So
fuckin' stink, man!  So ... fuckin' hurts so good!"

Buried to the hilt, I lay on top of Jason.  My lips brushed his ear with
my hot breaths of depraved lust.

Who was the captive?  Who was the captor?  Jason or I?  We had captured
each other.  Surrendered to one another's need.  I to fuck and Jason to
be fucked.

"Fuck me, Steven!"  Jason groaned, panting and breathless, arching his
back and impaling himself upon my dick.  "Fuck me dirty!  Fuck me
stink!"

"Fuckin' like having cock up your stink, dirty ass, man?"  I droaned, in
his ear, lapping it with my tongue.

"Fuck yeah!  Fuck!"  Jason sighed, clenching his asscheeks tight.  "Fuck
my stink, shitty hole, Steven!  My dirty, stinking man pussy!"

"Oh yeah, motherfucker!"  I hissed, bucking my hips.  "Fuckin' that
nasty cunt of yours, man!  Fuckin' tight, dirty hole!  Feels so fuckin'
good!  So fuckin' nasty, Jason!  Gonna be my fuckin' bitch, man?"

"Yes!"

"Yeah, surfer boy?  Takin' my big cock up your stinkin' shithole, huh?"

"Fuck me!  Fuck your bitch, Steven!  Rape my filthy cunt with your dirty
cock!"

"Yeah?  Like that, slut?"  I hissed, picking up the pace, humping my
dick in a steady rhythym in and out of his asshole.  "Talk to me,
California surfer boy!  Tell me how much you want my mancock up your
stink, shitty hole!"

"Aw ... Aw ... Aw, man!  Fuck!"  Jason hollered, grabbing hold of the
surfboard tight, the muscles in his arms bulging, his ass thrusting back
to meet my pounding cock.  "My pig cunt is yours, man!  I'm your fuckin'
surfer boy, man!  Ride my nasty hole!  Fuck me dirty!  Aw ... man!  Fuck
... fuck me!  Fuck me!!"

With each thrust of my dick, Jason's rosebud flared as his dirty, shit
oozing, stink asslips sucked on my shaft.  It had been so long since I
had fucked a man like this.  My body shook and trembled with lust,  My
nostrils inhaled the reeking, pungent stench of Jason's farting,
shitting cunt and drove me.  Drove me to fuck him hard, probbing and
deep.

Jason squirmed beneath me, matching his strength with mine.  His
panting, raspy sighs echoed the agony of his ecstacy as he gyrated his
hungry, nasty, sucking asshole upon my equally greedy cock.

"Fuckin' pig cunt!"  I hollered, twisting and churning my dick into the
gaping, slurping hole of filth.  "Fuckin' the shit outta you, surfer
boy!  Smellin' stink, man!"

"Yeah!  Fuck me stink, Steven!  Fuck every slimey fart outta my nasty
cunt!"

"Oh yeah, bitch!"  I hollered, looking down and seeing Jason's asshole
blossom as a slurping, wet fart escaped his hole and sent a rush of
warm, stinky shitjuice cascading along the length of my shaft.
Splattering into my crotch hairs, the reeking sludge dripped back onto
his asslips and ran down over his balls before dripping, in brown
droplets unto his surboard.  "Fuckin' stink, man!  Fuckin' dirty
manpussy!"

My throbbing dick pummeled his asshole.  My balls slapped, wet and
stinky against his.

The billowing clouds of steam in the bathroom dissipated into the rising
stench of asshole.  Jason's asshole.  Jason's shit farting asshole.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!"  Jason moaned, "fuck the pig's cunt!"

Sliding his hand down the edge of the board, Jason edged his way towards
his hard dick.  He curled his fingers around his fuzzy balls and groaned
as the palm of his hand quickly filled with his steamy, stinking shit.
The pasty goo oozed out of his fucked hole and swirled into his hand
which he took and lubing his dick with the warm, reeking sludge, he
began pumping his dirty cock into his hand.

"Steven!  Steven!"  Jason groaned, his hand slowly stroking his cock
with his butt sludge.

"Oh yeah!"  I sighed, grabbing his waist and burying my cock deep,
"stink up your dick, man!  Jack on that dirty dick!  Smear that shit all
over your cock and balls, man! Wallow in your stink, pig!"

"Oh god!"  Jason sighed, grabbing his balls and yanking.  "Fuckin'
dirty, stink balls man!"

"Fuckin' stink 'em up good, man!  Get 'em nice and tastey for me, surfer
boy!"

"My cock and balls are fuckin' raunchy, man!  Fuckin' stink!"  Jason
groaned.  "Shitty cock.  Shitty balls.  Fuckin' dirty hole, man!"

The captive and the captor.  Who was who?

Chapter 2

With a sucking slurp, I eased my dick out of Jason's fucked hole.
Slimed over with shit I rubbed my dirty cock on the board, humping my
dick towards Jason's shitty balls, cock and masturbating hand.

"Fuck yeah!"  I moaned, as Jason curled his fingers around both of our
dicks and massaged our filthy tools.  "Jack it dirty, man!"

I slid my caressing lips from his ear to the nape of his neck and
sucked, taking the goose pimpled flesh into my mouth.

"Fuck!"  Jason sighed, squeezing our cocks together.  Shit squishing
between his fingers.

"You okay?"  I asked, tracing my lips back up along his neck, brushing
his cheek, seeking his full lips.

"Yes!  Yes!"  he moaned, turning his head slightly back as our lips met
in a deep kiss.  Our tongues traced one another's lips before hungry
mouths sucked the probing tongues into greedy, wet mouths.  Our tongues
flicked and lapped.  Dripping with desire we exchanged gutteral groans
and exchanged our saliva.

"Fuck!  Fuck!"  Jason moaned, as my hungry mouth parted from his full
lips and descended, ever so slowly down his back towards the mounds of
his full, stinky butt.

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