Date: Sat, 18 Oct 2003 21:13:09 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: SOUVENIR (mild scat)

              SOUVENIR by bawdypen

   "Listen, kid, I gotta go. But thanks for stopping by my
dressing room. I always enjoy talking to my fans on these
personal tours." He stood a head taller than the dewey-eyed
16-year-old, preparing to let him out the door.
   "Gosh, thanks for talking to me. It was great! Uh..."
he gulped, "c-could you give me something to remember you
by?"
   He looked down at the boy with a lecherous leer. He
loved being idolized. Even by the boys. He got a lot of
good blowjobs that way, and quite often a nice, tight fuck.
Hell, he didn't have anything against fags; he used them
all the time! He backed the boy up against the door and got
up close, leaning down to whisper hotly in his ear.
   "If I had time, I've love to give you what you want!"
he cooed sensuously, pulling his head back til he was nose-
to-nose with the pretty boy. "You'd go down and give me
some head if I asked, wouldn't you?"
   "I, uh..." he gulped, "I've never...if you wanted me
to, I would." He blushed furiously and stared at the floor.
   Triumphant, and a bit annoyed that he couldn't stay, he
stepped back. "Yeah, too bad. Gotta save my load for my
girl, though. Kneel down anyway. You'll remember this!" He
pushed on the boy's shoulders, urging him to his knees.
Then he turned around and dropped his pants. Bending over,
he stuck his naked ass in the kid's face! "Here, lick all
the sweat off my asscrack. You'll remember that!"
   Pinned against the wall and the fragrant flesh, the boy
was totally shocked. Still...his idol had actually sug-
gested he'd want to blow him. In those few seconds since
then, he'd gone over and over the idea and knew he would do
it for him if he got the chance. But this?!
   The star reached back and held his own butthole open,
lewdly showing it off and making sure the kid smelled it.
But he didn't force him.
   "Go ahead, lick it. Just think...you'll be the only one
of my fans who ever got to do this. That makes it worth it,
doesn't it? Kinda makes you my favorite fan!" He loved
conning the innocent.
   Astonished and bewildered, but raising a bone-on at
being able to see his real-life asshole, he decided the
smell wasn't disgusting at all. Just real intimate!
   "Gotta hurry!" he wiggled it. "Make up your mind."
   Without another thought, the boy stuck out his tongue
and hurriedly lapped up and down the moist crack...several
times!
   "Now the hole. Do my hole!"
   Obediently, he swirled his tongue over and over--
tasting a strange bitterness as the guy really wrenched it
open. That caused his tongue to even slip inside a ways! He
was just getting to enjoy it when the guy stepped away and
pulled up his pants...leaving him with his tongue sticking
out. He was thoroughly embarrassed!
   But he got over it quickly when the guy lifted him up
from under his shoulders and planted a tender kiss right on
his lips!
   "Think you'll remember that, babycakes? Nobody ever did
that to me before. Definitely not another guy! But hell,
you're prettier than most chicks I know. Wish I could hang
around," he shrugged. "Listen, I didn't insult you, did I?
I'm kind of a raunchy guy, you know. My butthole wasn't too
raunchy, was it?"
   "N-no! Not at all!" the boy blurted, surprising
himself.
   "Good. Now let me finish packing, okay? Oh, hey!" He
walked over to a large, leather bag. "I, uh, had a rough
night last night, and was kind of a mess before I got here
to shower and change. But maybe you'd like these."
   He pulled out a pair of wrinkled Jockey shorts. "You
can sniff 'em...or do whatever. If you think it's too sick,
just toss 'em."
   He grinned and worked the material inside out over his
hand, showing the skid marks and piss stains. Long streaks
of shit from scratching and digging into his asshole.
The kid's eyes widened. Now he felt insulted! It showed by
the tear forming in his eye.
   "Whatever. Maybe that's too heavy for you. It's just
that I get letters all the time from dudes asking me to
send them my dirty underwear! They'll sure be missing out
on THESE!" He folded the stained section over and slipped
them into the kid's jacket pocket. "Just toss 'em...or wash
'em," he grinned, kissing the boy again.
   Walking home from the theatre in a daze, several times
the kid pulled out the smelly shorts and took them to his
nose. He was very careful that the soiled spots were
covered over, but he could smell the familiar sweat along
with the crusty shit buried in there! Then he'd jam them
back in his pocket, wondering why he didn't just throw them
in a trash can. But each time he did it longer, feeling
less and less repulsed by it...and with himself for what he
was doing.
   To think! He'd had his tongue right where this stuff
came out! Wow! He actually did that to HIM! And kissed
him!! He said he'd showered...but now he wasn't so sure.
When he was tasting the bitterest spot, was it really his
shit he was tasting?! He started to walk faster. Only one
way to find out. And I'm gonna jack off while I do! His
dick hurting, and his head bursting from the nasty
thoughts, he broke into a run.


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