Date: Sun, 05 Nov 2000 00:15:47 PST
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: THE TELEPHONE CONVERSATION

(rimming scat)

        THE TELEPHONE CONVERSATION

   "YEAH! SLAM THAT ASS BACK ON MY PRICK, KID! BEND OVER
MORE...STICK THAT PRETTY BUTT UP. GOD, YOU'RE LOVING THIS,
AREN'T YOU?"
   "Aw, man! You know I am! To think I could have had it all
this time instead of chasing stuck-up pussy. Even when you do
get them, they bitch and moan about something. Can't suck cock
worth shit and keep complaining that it's dirty. But they sure
like you to get down there and eat out their smelly twats!"
   "Let's make this one last, Okay?"
   "Alright with me, man. You can keep that big prick up my
ass all day if you want!"
   "Great. Why don't we move over to the bed...slowly, so I
don't pull out. Kneel up on the edge and rest your head down.
Just get comfortable and keep your butt stuck up. You don't
mind if I make a phone call while I plug you, do you? I
promised my friend I'd call him about now."
   "Naw, go ahead. It don't matter if ya pull out. Here," he
slipped his mushy anus forward until it plopped out with a loud
smack. Then he hopped up onto the bed, rested his head down on
his arm, and pushed his bottom back to me. He spread his knees
wide, exposing his raw asshole. "Go ahead...slam it back in
there!" I aimed, and slid it in up to the hilt, amazed at his
capacity. I picked up the phone and dialed.
   "Hey there, Brian. It's Chuck. Man, you missed one hell of
an orgy last night! Wish you could have been here. We had an
uninvited guest. A straight guy. If I sound out of breath it's
because I'm still porkin' his ass twelve hours later. No
kidding. Got my big monster prick up his butt right now...he
fucking loves it! Don't believe me, hunh? Here, I'll switch on
the speakerphone. Say hello to Brian, sweetheart. Tell him how
much you like that manmeat up your cunt."
   "Hey, man. How's it hanging? He ain't shittin' ya. He's got
my butt stuffed alright. Fuckin' A...never thought I'd dig this
queer shit, but it's not so bad."
   "Not so bad, he says!" I laughed. "He's only had about 20
cocks up there since last night. I think just about everyone
fucked him, once he got a taste of it."
   "He...he sounds like rough trade alright," Brian's voice
bleated from the speaker.
   "Yeah, he's kinda rough around the edges," I slapped his
ass.
   "Damn right I'm rough! Half them guys gettin' plugged were
cryin' to take it easy on 'em. I can take it like a man!"
   "Sure you can, baby. Now shut up willya, so I can tell
Brian the story. Keep squeezing those asslips once in a while.
If you still can. Fuckin' asshole of yours is so open I could
drive a truck up there!"
   "OK, just don't take it out."
   "Anyway, Brian, after the orgy was in full swing, everybody
scattered around the living room, dining room, and even the
hall. I notice this punk in leather jacket and Levi's leaning
against the kitchen doorway taking it all in and stroking a
mean boner in his pants. His eyes keep going from place to
place, watching the cocksucking, fucking and rimming. At first,
no one paid any attention to him. Guess they figured he'd join
in when he was ready. Billy and I were the only ones who'd know
that he didn't belong, and he couldn't see him cause I was
sitting on Billy's face at the time. He was eatin' my butthole
like he always does...REAL DEEP...while some kid I'd invited
from the bar was blowing me hot and heavy! He didn't look
dangerous, and I sure didn't want to get up at the time, so I
ignored him for the moment. Soon, he had removed his jacked and
pulled his pants down, sitting in a chair stroking a big
erection and watching us all. I called over to him.
   "`Hey, kid, who are you? Were you invited?' His eyes turned
to the sound of my voice and his hands quickly covered his
stiff boner as he hiked his pants up and gave me a sheepish
grin.
   "`Uh, I knocked on the door, but the music was so loud
nobody heard me so I went around to the back and came in the
kitchen. I guess Rocky...uh, Calvin Coogan, doesn't live here
anymore, hunh?'
   "`Not for about a month, I guess. That's when we moved
in.' I said.
   "`Oh, well...guess I, uh, better go then, hunh?' He
stammered and hesitated like he didn't want to leave."
   "Fuck no, I didn't wanna leave!" he piped up. "The guys're
always talking 'bout faggots 'n cocksuckers like they was scum
or something. All I knew was that it was makin' my prick
harder'n a rock. I wanted to watch some more!"
   "`Come on over here a minute,' I waved to him. He hooked
his thumbs in his pockets and swaggered over with a self-
assured sneer on his face. He even had to step over some legs
and arms, but he was real careful not to touch anyone."
   "Well, I always walk tough like that, man. If ya act like a
mean stud, people don't fuck with ya. I was ready to punch out
the first faggot that laid a hand on me."
   "Anyway, so he stands over me lookin' so butch and pretty.
His dick's still hard and I can see a wet spot starting to
spread. `You wanna stick around a while?' I asked him. `Why
should I wanna stick around with a bunch of guys queerin' each
other?' he said loudly, looking around. `Just thought you might
like to get off,' I smiled at him. `That fat sausage in your
pants looks like it's about ready to explode. You can't be too
awfully turned off.' He blushed and kinda grunted and coughed
and looked down at the puddle he was makin' in his pants.
`Yeah, well, I guess it's just that I never seen fags go at it.
Never saw so much cocksucking and stuff. Don't take much to get
me on the rail.'
   "`Well, you're welcome to join in if you want,' I told him.
`You won't have any trouble gettin' somebody to take care of
that for ya.' `Naw...I don't want no fag puttin' his mouth on
my dick! But...ah...I would kinda like to just watch for a
while, if you don't mind. Man, I never knew shit like this went
on!'
   "`Suit yourself, kid,' I told him. `Go ahead, pull your
dick out and jack off. Obviously, everybody here likes being
watched.' He thought for a moment, then asked, `That'd be okay?
I mean, nobody's gonna grab me or anything?'
   "`Tell you what,' I got an idea, `you take off all your
clothes like the rest of us, and you can go around playing with
yourself, poking your head wherever you want to get a good look
at what everybody's doing, and I promise that nobody will try
to lay a hand on you. It's only fair that we get to look at
your naked bod if you're gonna watch us fucking and sucking.
Okay?' He started to reject the idea, but after thinking and
looking around a bit more he agreed. `Well, alright. I gotta
get my dick out soon before I shoot in my pants. I hate doing
that. It's messy, and besides, I love strokin' my bone. You
guys can look and drool all ya want. Just don't touch!' He
started to strip.
   "I yelled out loudly, for those who hadn't heard our
conversation, `Listen, you queens, our new STRAIGHT friend
...uh, what's your name, kid?' `Um, the guys just call me
Snot,' he laughed. `Guess cause I'm the youngest...you know,
snot-nosed kid or sumthin.' Yeah, go ahead and laugh. I don't
mind. I kinda like it for a name. Snot! It kinda rolls off the
tongue kinda neat.'
   Everybody laughed uproariously, him included, when he
realized what he'd said. `Snot,' I continued my announcement,
`is gonna wander around and get a good look. Show him how it's
done, guys. Give him a good show. You can look at his naked,
stud body, but don't touch or he'll rap ya one!'"
   "And I woulda!" he yelled at the phone. "At first, anyway."
   "Sweetheart, when you pulled those pants off, and that fat
prong of yours bounced up and slapped your belly, if anybody
had even touched it right then you woulda shot cum clear across
the room!"
   "Did...did anybody touch him?!" Brian asked excitedly.
   "Not then," I answered. "But it was all I could do to
control myself with him stand-ing over me stark naked, and
pulling on his juicy boner.
   "But I'd given my word and said, `Okay, studly, you're on
your own. But remember, us cocksuckers can only take so much.
You get that hot prick too close to somebody's mouth, and
they're gonna swallow it no matter what you threaten!' He
laughed and nodded, then looked behind me. `Say, what's that
guy been doing down there all this time, anyway?'
   "`That's my lover, Billy. Say hello to Snot, Billy. Billy's
sucking on my asshole. He'd be glad to suck on your asshole, if
you want. Billy loves suckin' assholes!' His dick throbbed a
couple of times, then he said, looking longingly at Billy,
`DAMN! I've heard of that. The guys said fags like lickin' each
other's buttholes but I didn't believe it. Man, that's really
disgusting! Fuck it...it ain't my tongue! Eat up, fella. I'm
gonna go prowl around now, Okay?'
   "`Be our guest,' I said. He sauntered off, and I got up and
twisted the three of us into other variations. For the next
hour or more, Billy and I sucked and fucked our brains out,
changing guys and all. At one point there were five of us
connected in one way or another. Billy'd go off to rim a
tantalizing ass that walked by or get his little butt fucked if
he noticed a dick bigger than mine. And of course I wasn't
lonely for a moment. Several times I'd glance around to find
Snot peeking around here and there. The guys were getting a
kick out of him, sometimes showing off. `Watch this, Snot!' one
guy cried, as he went down on a l0-incher, deep-throating it
expertly. `Come on, Snot. Bend over. Give us a peek at that
virgin butthole!'"
   "Yeah, I bent over, man! Pulled my butt apart and gave 'em
a good look at my stinky hole. Man, they was droolin'! I just
knew they were wishing they could suck it up for me. I just
kinda pushed it out and let 'em get a good whiff. Said I
smelled good! I couldn't believe it. Bastards would have licked
the shit off of it if I'da let them!"
   "HEY, DON'T GET AHEAD OF THE STORY!" I warned, jabbing
hard up his ass.
   "AW FUCK! OK, I WON'T! I WON'T! JUST DO IT HARD LIKE THAT
AGAIN, WILLYA!"
   "He sounds hot, Chuck," panted Brian. "You guys are giving
me a terrific boner. Is he cute?"
   "Hey, Snotnose! You heard him. Are you cute?"
   "CUTE! That's for pussies. I'm a rough, tough, mean dude.
But I got a dimple on my butt. You wanna come over here and
kiss it for me, faggo?"
   I slapped his butt again. "Brian...he's absolutely DARLING!
In a street punk sorta way. If you dig little snot-nosed
assholes calling you every filthy name in the book while you
plow his ass--he's a fuckin' wet dream!"
   "Sounds like a big change happened somewhere along the
way."
   "Sure did, buddy! A couple of times I noticed that guys
were offering him snorts of speed or coke or something. He was
flitting here and there, that big prick of his bouncing up and
down. I lost track of him several times...but then I was kinda
involved myself. Finally, I was sitting against the back of the
couch, sprawled out exhausted, when I see him coming toward me,
smiling. He just hops right up on the couch and straddles me,
waving his fat boner in my face! `You want this?' he asked me.
`I know you do. Go ahead, suck it up for me. Blow me real
good!' Before I could hardly react, he put his hand to the back
of my head and pulled me onto his cock. I didn't mind in the
least and started to greedily suck him off, getting instantly
hard again. Then suddenly I wrenched away.
   "`HEY, YOU JUST FUCKED SOMEONE! I CAN TASTE IT!' I was
furious but he hardly noticed. `Yeah! I fucked two guys. Man,
those asses were tight! Don't you wanna blow me?'
   "I couldn't believe his nerve! Then I realized he just
didn't know any better. `Listen, kid, I'd love to blow you. But
I don't enjoy licking shit off of a guy's dick!!'
   "`Sorry, man,' he apologized. `Didn't think you guys minded
that!'
   "He looked truly sorry, then continued, `I figured it
smelled, but I didn't think there was much shit on it.
Everybody kept telling me how great my butt smelled, so I
guessed that you were all into it.'
   "`WELL, I'M NOT!' I cried, scowling. `I thought you didn't
wanna be touched.'
   "`Oh, man. Some guys kept givin' me speed. Speed always
makes me hornier than hell. Sometimes I jack off for hours if I
can't get a bitch to fuck. Watching all that cocksuckin' going
on...and guy's shoving their pricks up another guy's ass and
bangin' away...well, I just couldn't stand it any longer.'
   "`Tell me while I lick your dick!' I said to him. `Might as
well, I already licked it clean!' I licked all over his cock as
he continued."
   "Let me tell it, okay?" Snot pleaded over his shoulder. I
let him.
   "`Ummm, that feels good!' I said to you when you started
tonguing my knob. Then I told you, I was in the hall watching
some guy licking on a guy's dick while it was going in and out
of another fag's ass. Drove me up a wall! I yelled I was gonna
come and the guy doing the licking said to shove it up his ass.
The way he was kneeling there, slurping on that dirty fucking
dick, he had his ass stuck up. I looked at his hole. It had
less hair on it than most chicks. At that moment it was the
prettiest sight in the world! So I squatted behind his butt and
grabbed his hips, pulling his ass all the way onto my cock.
Fuck, was it hot in there! I blasted his guts with hot jizz
after two strokes. When I pulled out, he scooted around and
lick-ed it clean for me while I caught my breath.
   "I went into the kitchen and got a beer. Some guy gave me a
cigarette. We rapped for a while. He said he recognized me. He
used to go to school with my older brother. He'd come over to
our house and my brother would take him up to his room. I
vaguely remembered seeing him. Anyway, he said he used to blow
my brother all the time, and that my brother even sucked him
off a couple of times!
   "That really blew my mind! He teased me about not wanting
to be touched, then admitted that he'd always wanted to go down
on me. I told him I'd just fucked some guy, but that he'd
sucked it clean pretty good, and that if he still wanted to
blow me, it was okay. I drank my beer, while he got on his
knees and started to lick my balls. I spread my legs wide and
let him eat away. Before long 1 was creamin' his tonsils. He
took me right down to the root, and I knew why my brother was
always dragging him up to his room. I looked at his hard cock
as he stood up, and I didn't blame my brother for giving it a
slide or two. We talked a while longer, and had another
cigarette. His cock drooped, but I kept looking at it. I was
getting on the rail again, so I said to him, `Shit, man. Let's
get some guy in here so I can fuck his ass. Let me get it in
and start feeling good and I'll give you some head.' I was
horny enough to try it, and I figured if my stud brother would
go down on a guy...then it couldn't be all that bad."
   There was a stretch of silence as Snot wriggled his ass,
delighting in the deep penetration I was giving him. We'd
scored some of the speed from the guys who had it before they
left. I'd come about four times, and had held this erection now
for over an hour...most of that time imbedded up his ass or in
his mouth.
   "Hey! Where'd you guys go?" cried Brian, frantically.
"Snot? Come on, tell me the rest!"
   "Sorry, guy," said Snot. "Just seein' if you're paying
attention and trying to get a better grip on your buddy's hot
meat! I'm sure you know what I mean. Bet you've had it up your
queer shithole lotsa times, haven't you?"
   "Yeah!" admitted Brian, making me smile. "But you sound
like you're going to beat my record in one day. Now get on with
the story, willya!"
   "Pushy, faggot, ain't he?" Snot whined. "Anyway, Phil...
that's the guy's name...I guess you know him...he goes out and
drags in some tall dude and whispers in his ear, pointing at
me. The guy smiles and nods his head. They come toward me, the
guy eyeing my prick with lust.
   "Phil gets him to lay down on the kitchen table and lift
his legs. Then he gets down and starts licking the guy's crack,
shoving his tongue up inside like he was pushing spit in there.
I watched him eat the guy and my rod started to rise. Then he
gets up with a smile on his wet face and hops up on the table.
He straddles the guy, sits on his face, and pulls the guy's
long legs back. The guy's butthole is spread open for me. It
was hairier than a pussy! I couldn't see how a guy could lick
down there, but looking like a pussy was just fine with me. I
got in position, and the guy asked me to go slow at first, so I
eased it in and let him get used to it. All the time, I'm
lookin' at this dripping prick I'm supposed to put in my mouth!
It's right in front of me because Phil'd lifted his asshole off
the guy's mouth and stood up. As I went deeper and the ass
started to clamp onto me, that prick started lookin' real good!
The faggot I was fucking had great muscles. It was like he was
tryin' to milk my prick. I crammed it all the way up his hungry
hole and when he moaned in pain and pleasure, I opened my
mouth. Phil stuck it in. I sucked his knob and went down a
ways. Something went off in my head. I had a cock in my mouth!
I was fuckin' a queer up the asshole and I was feeling fuckin'
fantastic! I sucked more cock in and a thought burned into my
brain for a second. The thought that I'd never fuck another
pussy in my life. That I'd be a cocksucker from now on. I put
it out of my mind as bullshit, but I was right, Brian. I LOVE
COCK! I don't know what you look like, faggo, but get your butt
over here...I'll suck you off while Chuck fucks me. Then you
can fuck me, Okay?"
   "I'M ON MY WAY!" Brian screamed.
   "HOLD ON, BUDDY!" I stopped him. "There's more you gotta
know. After he fucked two assholes and blew his first cock and
comes in to stick his stinky pole in my face--getting me to
blow him while he tells me all this--he gets up and has a
couple more beers, then settles down in the middle of the orgy
and says he wants his body licked! Guys are climbing all over
him. Licking his ears, sucking his toes, and everything in
between! He just layed there moaning while they threw his legs
up and took turns sucking his asshole!"
   "GOD, THAT FELT GOOD! Never had my butt tongued before. And
having all these hungry faggots almost fighting each other to
get down there like an animal to eat out my shithole...well, I
felt like a king...being gobbled up by a bunch of queens!"
   "Yeah," I reminded him. "Until you turned into a perverted
pig!"
   "Aw, you're not gonna tell him THAT, are you?" Snot whined.
   "You better believe I am, you filthy, disgusting boy!
You're not going to believe this, Brian, but our little
'straight' snot-nose spent the next hour or so sucking anyone's
dick, drinking cum, fucking any ass he can worm his prick into,
and even making out! Finally, he got up exhausted, and worked
his way out of the crowd. He's screaming about how much he
loved it all! He's got cum dripping from his mouth and dick and
he gets up onto a small table. Everybody's looking at him,
cheering him for 'coming out' in such a big way. Laying back
against the wall with his butt up to the edge of the table, he
lifts his legs, exposing his spit-moistened asshole. All those
mouths had his asslips all puffy and practically hanging out
and he reaches down and starts fingering it open even more. He
looks around at us and says, "WOW! THIS IS SO MUCH FUN I COULD
JUST SHIT!" Then he closes his eyes, grabs his dick and pushes.
SUDDENLY, HIS BUTTHOLE JUST OPENS UP AND HE SHITS THIS MOSTROUS
TURD! You wouldn't have believed it, Brian! THE PIG'S LAYING
THERE, SMILING, SHOOTING THIS DARK TURD OUT OF HIS GAPING HOLE!
We're all staring, wide-eyed and shocked, watching as it falls
to the floor, followed by several more turds. Gasps and groans
were heard everywhere. There's all this shit falling out of his
asshole and he's looking around smiling! Then he said, `Whew!
Hope you guys liked that. Man, I really took quite a dump,
didn't I?'"
   "ARE YOU KIDDING?!" cried Brian.
   "MAN, I EXPLODED!" I yelled into the phone.
   "BOY, DID YOU EVER!" agreed Snot. "But like I told you..."
   "Shut up...I'm tellin' this!" I ordered. "I stood up and
called him every name in the book. I told him to get his shitty
ass out of my house before I shoved his turds down his filthy
throat. He looked at me surprised, then slumped in embarrass-
ment and terror at what he'd done. `Oh, wow. I'm sorry, guys,
really I am. I'm stoned and drunk. I'm so high on sex like I've
never felt before. I thought you guys would like to see that.
Honest, I did. One of my friends told me that faggots like to
watch each other take a shit! I...I was...doing it cause I
thought you'd like to watch me. It was kinda like sayin' thanks
for the good time. Boy! I really fucked up, didn't? Don't be
mad, please. I'll clean it up, right now! Those assholes...I
knew they were full of shit about the things they said about
queers! But the way you guys carried on lickin' buttholes and
all...'
   "I was still steaming and totally blowing it. Billy calmed
me down. `Hold on Chuck,' he calmed me. `He's out of it. And
besides, he just didn't know better. You know how guys talk
nonsense about us to each other. Think about it. NOBODY would
be so stupid to pull something like that, naked in a roomful of
gays, unless he truly believed that it was something that would
please us.'
   "`Yeah, but,' I complained, `HE JUST LOOK A SHIT ON THE
FLOOR!' `I know, baby. It'll clean up.' Then he started to
laugh. `It's funny, think about it! As filthy and disgusting as
it was, it was the strangest and most exciting thing I've ever
seen!'
   "`EXCITING?!' I couldn't believe my ears. `You got excited
watching him take a big shit at us?'
   "`No,' he corrected me. `For us...not at us. He was having
fun, smiling and sportin' a big boner, lickin' cum from his
lips. He was trying to be as nasty as he thought we were.
Tryin' to fit in. I thought it was HOT! I...I shot all over
myself watching him. I wanna watch you do it sometime. Maybe
right on the kitchen table!'
   "Someone said, `I kinda dug it too...it was just so
outrageous! Hell, it's no big deal. What's a little shit? I'll
clean it up if you want...it was worth it!' He walked over to
Snot, who just stood there with his head bowed, and patted him
on the shoulder. He motioned for Snot to come to me, and let
him take care of the pile of turds he plopped out. Would you
believe, Brian, most of the guys agreed with him?! They said
they were outraged because they knew they should be. But they
were feeling guilty because secretly it had really fired them
up. Something about being deliciously obscene! Do you believe
those jaded queens?'"
   "WOW!" Brian murmurred. "Wish I'd been there."
   "Hunh!"I cried. "YOU, TOO?!"
   "Ah, well...yeah! Sounds kinda kinky!"
   "Holy Shit!" I slapped Snot on the ass again. He was
laughing. "You see what you've started, turdboy!"
   "Are you telling me you wouldn't enjoy watching Billy take
a shit?" Brian challenged.
   "ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!" I got off my high-horse and tempered my
indignation. "Hell, I love him! Guess I would kinda like to see
that, maybe. But you know what that little whore did? While
Snot was apologizing to me and I was calming down and telling
him it was okay, Billy got down behind him and started licking
his ass! I thought everyone was going mad. I bent around Snot
and looked down at Billy. He had his face shoved up Snot's ass
so far I thought he was gonna crawl in! `Tasty, baby?' I asked
him sarcastically. `Turned you on so much, now you wanna lick
the shit from his hole?!' He just looked up at me patiently.
Then he pulled his mouth away. `Will you relax, Hon?
Practically everyone got a chance to rim him but me. It was a
neat, clean shit he took. You saw that. I've eaten your hole in
much worse shape many times. You just stick it in my face no
matter what condition it's in!'
   "Then he made me really blush and feel stupid, `"Eat my
poophole, Sugar. Eat me out real good!" That's what you always
say. And I always do it cause I love you, you creep. Shitty
asshole and all. And you sure breathe deep when you're nosin'
around mine!'
   "I had to laugh at that, because otherwise it was too
embarrassing."
   "You do tend to leave it kinda tangy," Brian teased over
the phone.
   "Well, come and get it, shitlips!" I offered. "But first,
let me finish this endless tale. Then you can come over and
ream Snotball here while you lick my smelly asshole!"
   "YOU'RE ON!" he promised.
   "After Billy's deep tongue probing, Snot was all fired up
and relieved that I wasn't going to throw him out. I went out
to the kitchen to sort out my head and have a couple of beers.
Apparently, Snot looked upon Billy as his savior or something,
because next thing I heard Snot had thrown his legs up and
asked Billy to fuck him."
   "Yeah!" Snot took over, warming to the subject of his first
cornholing. "He loved up my ass so good, he made me want to
feel something bigger in there besides his long tongue! I was a
little scared, but he had me so loose and horny he just slipped
it right in. It was all up me while I kept waitin' for the pain
to start. That little guy sure knows how to fuck! He was
slippin' and slidin', banging against something up there,
makin' me wonder just what the fuck girls were good for anyway.
Nothing had ever felt THAT good. I started grabbing cocks
around me and suckin' guys off like mad! He gave me a real deep
shot and my prick exploded all on its own. I kept suckin' cock,
and when he pulled out I begged somebody to take his place.
Fuckin' begged, man! I just layed there drinking cum while most
of the guys took a shot at my ass. And they were blowin' me,
too. I creamed about 4 guy's tonsils before it was all over.
And Chuck's been porkin' me on and off since early this
morning. He's pooped out, man. Come on over here and plug me!"
   "I ain't even pooped out. But get over here quick, Brian.
Billy'll be up soon and I can't take care of both of them.
They're insatiable!"
   "I'M ON MY WAY!" he cried and hung up.
   I was stretched back on the bed, my feet on the floor, and
Snot was sitting on my prick, riding his ass up and down on it,
when we turned to see Brian standing naked inside the doorway.
He must have stripped coming down the hall. Excitement flared
in his eyes and his cock was at full mast. He practically
bolted to the bed.
   "JEEZ!" cried Snot, admiringly. "Are all you fags good-
looking?"
   Brian whistled. "You're no skag yourself, leather boy!" He
bent over and kissed Snot on the mouth.
   Instinctively, Snot pulled away and looked down at me. He
gulped.
   "Don't look at me, sweetcakes!" I shrugged. "You're the
queer ridin' the pony. Kiss 'im, fer chrissakes!"
   He turned and looked into Brian's patient eyes. "M-m-man,
you're fuckin' beautiful! You some kinda blond Surfer God, or
something?"
   It was Brian's turn to blush, as Snot pulled my buddy's
face down and sucked at his lips. They were frantically trading
spit and probing each other's mouths when Billy walked in,
sleepy-eyed and wearing those silly Mickey Mouse pajamas he
insists are sexy. God, how right he is! A baby-faced 19-year-
old in kiddy jammies. Makes me feel like a lecherous child-
molester every time I yank those bottoms down! He's got my
number, alright, and milks it to the bone. But I got his, too.
I'll keep him feeling young, while he keeps me feeling
lecherous. As open as our relationship obviously is, nobody
excites us as much as each other.
   "Are you STILL at it?" he moaned wearily. "Hi, Brian. I
guess you heard, hunh?"
   "Every lewd detail, I think." He pulled away from Snot's
mouth with a loud smack. "I had to have gotten the longest,
nastiest, obscene phone call in history. These two guys had my
cock dripping all over the floor. I didn't dare touch it."
   He came over and lazily kissed Brian, then Snot, ignoring
me--his love everlasting!
   "So you got all the poop, then?" he quipped.
   "Come on, guys!" cried Snot. "You ever gonna let me off the
hook?"
   "Looks to me like you're still impaled on the hook,
Snotty." Billy was in rare form. Whenever his ass was dragging,
his mind got sharper. He sprawled across the bed and collapsed
his head onto my chest.
   Opening one eye and twinkling it at me, he said plain-
tively, "Gee, Coach, ain't ya ever gonna plug my bottom again?
Or did you two get yourselves welded together permanently?" I
blew him a kiss and shrugged.
   "Snotrag!" he ordered. "Reinforcements have landed. Now get
your raggedy ass offa MY prick. You've had it long enough. Let
Goldilocks take care of your eternal itch. Damn, it's so true.
When a butch stud comes out...he comes out with a BANG!"
   Snot lifted off. I scooted one way on the bed, and he
scooted the other. He and Brian layed together, kissing and
smooching and feeling each other up. Billy and I, old married
couple that we were, gave each other several short, tender
smacks. We smiled at each other, knowing that they contained
more passion and love than those two would be able to conjure
up if they slobbered all over each other all day! On the other
hand, they had slowed down a bit and began a rhythm that looked
like two volcanos slowly and sensuously pouring lava back and
forth. Maybe they both found their match.
   "Still horny, Coach?" Billy cooed at me.
   "Wadda you think? Take a look at my majestic manhood!"
   "Yech! Looks like a slimy worm. But a BIG worm!"
   "Come on up here, junior, and let me pull those jammies
off!" I said, lasciviously. "Grab something and wipe me off,
then I want you to plunk those little baby buns on my face.
Let's see if you got any hair growing there yet, so I can pull
'em out with my teeth!"
   He smiled and twisted around. I slipped the soft material
down, gasping at the smooth bottom that always fired me up. He
wriggled out of them, and guickly plopped his butt down,
rubbing his asshole across my nose. He bent over and grabbed my
raging cock.
   "Smell me, Coach!" he teased. "Smell me like you love to!
Smell me like the whole world knows you like to, thanks to me
and my big mouth!"
   "Ambrosia, baby. But...the towel!"
   "Fuck it!" he bent down to my cock. "I can't wait for it.
Besides, it's just cum and assjuice. After last night he won't
need to shit for a week!" I gave up as he engulfed me, happily
licking and cleaning my shaft and balls. I spread his butt open
and pulled his anus apart. I stuck my nose in there and just
wished I could enjoy his fragrance every moment of the day just
as it was then. He didn't press me. This was going to be a
soft, gentle lovemaking not a frantic coupling. He took his
time, licking up and down my shaft, teasing the knob, then
sucking on it slowly and lewdly as if my prickhead was the
ultimate thing to wrap his mouth around.
   I treated his anus the same way. I could never get enough
of his smell, because I was always too anxious to put my tongue
there and lick it away. I love his taste. Sweet or sour...it's
his! What a delight having this treasure spread before me to
lick at my leisure. Up and down the crack, tasting his salty
sweat, lapping across the butthole to tickle it and watch it
flutter open and closed in anticipation. Then to flick back and
forth, working my tongue into each anal crevice and wrinkle to
make sure I get every delight hiding there. Then pulling it
open and licking out the pink cavern, hoping that a tangy,
cheesy residue had accumulated there. And tonguing it out!
Trying to keep a slow steady rhythm and all the while wanting
to DIG, and DIG HARD! Wishing for a few more inches of tongue.
Just enough to get right up inside there and really tongue him
out. And eventually, I succumb to that. Wildly forcing my pink
probe beyond its endurance. Digging at his asshole, wanting at
that moment to completely devour it so I can move up into his
rectum...stick my whole head up there and lap at his walls! And
if a turd starts down the tube while I'm licking away, I'll
just flick my tongue and lick on it too. Maybe even give it a
little suck!
   "OW!" Billy pulled away. "You're hurtin'!"
   "No kidding," said Snot. They were all looking at me, my
trance broken. "We was watchin' you, man. You looked like you
was gonna chew his shithole right off!"
   "I...I...sorry, baby. I was way out there somewhere! You
okay?"
   "Sure," Billy assured me.
   "And I'll bet I know about where you were, bigshot!" Brian
chuckled. "I ain't tellin' tales out of school, cause if you
can say it to me, you can admit it to Billy. Talking on the
phone about last night Chuck admitted that he'd get excited
watching you take a shit, Billy."
   "BRIAN!" I bellowed.
   Billy calmly looked over his shoulder at me. "Any time you
give the word, baby. I can dig it. I already told you I wanted
to watch you."
   "That doesn't offend you?" I asked, flushed with
embarrassment.
   "Not a bit, lover. Right here and now, if you want. I'm
ready!"
   "Yeah, do it!" cried Brian, enthusiastically. "I missed the
show last night with old horseturds here. Come on, guys, do it!
You wanna watch, doncha Snot?"
   "Hell, why not. Go ahead. Ain't no way you guys could get
anywheres near as embarrassed as I did!"
   I just layed there stunned at the suggestion. I could feel
my cock pounding with blood at the nasty suggestion. I looked
at Billy's hole. That sweet thing was winking at me...or was it
my imagination? So pure, so innocent-looking. I girded my
courage and said what I really felt inside before I allowed my
inhibitions to overwhelm me.
      "YES! YES! DO IT, BILLY! Oh, God, I love your ass! I
want you to do it. I want to see it open up. I wanna see it
spread really wide. I FUCKIN' WANT TO WATCH YOUR TURD COMING
OUT! Holy shit! I'm getting so turned on about this. I hope I
don't do something really sick, guys. I HOPE IT SMELLS LIKE THE
PIT OF HELL! Cause if it doesn't, the way I feel right now I'm
liable to fuckin' eat the muther! Oh, please, make it smell
bad, please! SHIT ON ME BILLY! Come on, baby, take a great big
healthy shit for me...I'M GONNA EAT YOUR FUCKIN' TURD! I don't
care if it does stink. Push it out, baby, open up. I don't care
if the whole world watches me...SHIT IN MY MOUTH!!!"
   I was beyond redemption. I thought I was losing my mind. I
was yelling all this...and I meant every word of it. I wanted
it. I wanted it more than anything I could ever remember. Billy
didn't say a word. Neither did the others. They just watched in
expectation. I held his buns open and stared glassy-eyed. Not
one to deny me anything, Billy pushed his sphincter. His anus
began to slowly spread apart. Snot and Brian had gotten off the
bed and were on the floor behind me, not wanting to miss a
thing! Suddenly, the hole was gaping, and at the ready was a
sturdy brown cylinder preparing to bolt. I gasped.
   "Oh my god, there it is!" I stared in wonder and
fascination. "Do it slow, Billy," I pleaded. "As slow as you
can!" His anus was expanded tremendously now, the monster just
sitting there. We looked at each other, the turd and I. It was
hard and solid, sectioned as if it had been carefully sculpted.
"Damn you, Billy!" I whined. "Even your fucking turds are
beautiful! Look at that, guys. It's fantastic!"
   I think they sighed in agreement, but I'm not sure. I
lifted my head closer and kissed it! It inched out a bit. "Aw,
fuck!" I moaned "It doesn't even smell bad. Gimme, baby...slow.
I'm gonna lick it. Watch me, guys. Watch me lick my lover's
pretty turd!" I moved my head from side to side, running my
tongue over as much of its surface as I could reach. Then Billy
gave me a little more.
   "LICK IT, CHUCK!" Brian encouraged, not a trace of sarcasm
in his voice. "DO IT, MAN! THIS IS THE GREATEST THING I'VE EVER
SEEN! AIN'T IT, SNOT? LOOK AT HIM. HE'S MAKING LOVE TO IT!"
   About five inches were protruding from his rectum, and I
was carefully sloshing my tongue from the end to the hole it
was coming out of. Then, afraid it would fall out or break off,
I centered it, and put my mouth over the end!"
   "OH JEEZ!" cried Brian. "HE'S SUCKING ON IT. I CAN'T TAKE
ANY MORE. I'M GONNA SHOOT!" He stood up behind me. "HE SUCKIN'
ON YOUR TURD, BILLY! GAWD...THAT'S SO HOT!" I felt the cum
splattering all over me. Brian had stood tall and aimed his
prick at my lips! He managed to hit me several good ones,
splattering his juice all over the luscious turd. Snot stood
and did the same thing, inundating me with hot cream. When
Billy saw my prick explode he went down on it and bolted that
turd nearly down my throat! When he'd caught the bulk of my
load, he swung around to see me laying there dazed...his turd
still hanging out of my mouth. Our eyes met, and for a moment I
became fearful of what he must think of me. He just smiled and
pulled the turd gently from my lips. Setting it aside, he
kissed me.
   "You're so fucking nasty! God, I love you!" Then he
straddled my face and brought his asshole to my lips. "Suck my
shithole, baby! LICK IT CLEAN!"
   I obeyed instantly. I tongued his anus ravenously, happy to
clean it and enjoying the bitter taste. Slurping up inside I
actually hoped he'd force another one out!
   "You know, Snotty," Brian said, "Maybe you were right all
along and hopping up on the table and taking a big shit was
quite appropriate after all. Sorry I missed it, though. You'll
have to give me a private showing some time!"

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