Date: Tue, 13 Jun 2000 20:16:33 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Part 2 "The Golden Egg"

(rimming felching w/s scat)

              THE GOLDEN EGG--Part 2

  Jason came upon a farmer with four sons in that age group.
The carriage would not do. Promising no harm would come to
them, he gave the parents a gold coin and asked to be left
alone with them in their barn. He gave each boy a potion, then
asked them to sit on bales of hay and discuss their lives and
schooling. He gauged their reactions, seeing them slowly
respond to the powerful aphrodisiac.
  Sitting side-by-side, their voices began to falter,
forgetting what they were saying, and hands began to stray into
each other's laps. Jason had allowed two of the guards to
observe, while the other two remained outside to prevent
intrusion. They smiled gleefully, slightly aware of what may
transpire from the sounds and exclamations they'd heard coming
from the carriage. They knew of the potion, but nothing of the
Golden Turd. They merely figured Jason to be a salacious
rascal.
  Of the boys, Jason imagined the oldest boy would be the one
with the lascivious nature. The younger, however, sitting
between two brothers, was the one most anxious. He was rapidly
feeling up both brothers and urging them to present their hard
pricks for his enjoyment. He fairly began to claw at their
trousers, demanding they remove them.
  He found no objections. The four lads began to remove all
their clothing...totally ignoring the presence of the Prince
and the guards. They fell to the straw floor in a heap of
youthful nakedness. All pricks were rigid and being handled or
sucked. Balls were licked and even assholes were beginning to
be tongued!
  Jason felt the boys had perhaps indulged in behavior like
this on numerous occasions, but sensed they were going further
than ever before. Their lustiness was a thing to behold. The
guards stood aghast, feeling themselves in their nervous
excitement.
  "Sire, this is amazing!" one gasped. "They are so lecherous
for lads so young!"
  "Indeed," he smiled. "Be not shameful. Pull your pricks
free if you wish. I would also, were I not sated from my last
encounter."
  Glancing at each other, they did so with a little embar-
assment, pulling out huge shafts and stroking them. As the boys
cavorted, they walked closer to view their activities.
  The second eldest glanced up to see the large things being
sported. Wide-eyed, he moved on his knees and took a guard's
prick into his mouth! Gasping, the guard looked to the Prince
for permission.
  Jason shrugged. "Let them do as they please...if you like,
that is."
  "Oh, sire...I like very much!" He watched the boy sucking
him.
  The second youngest was the first to present himself for a
bottom fucking. On all fours, he layed his head down and thrust
his ass up. The eldest quickly bent and licked his anus
furiously before entering with his large cock. He squatted
behind the lad, pounding mercilessly into him. The boy squealed
in total delight as his brother rammed him!
  Jason had yet to see a sign of pain under the potion's
influence. Apparently, it caused total relaxation of the
sphincter even in the most virgin of boys.
  Whilst the kneeling boy sucked the guard, the youngest got
down and licked his brother's bottom, his hole within, and his
hanging ballsack. Then he scurried around and reached for the
other guard's rampant member. Imitating his sibling, he sucked
masterfully on the huge thing. The guards breathed heavily,
acknowledging their pleasure as they fucked the boys' mouths
and watched the other lad getting bottomfucked by his older
brother. As the boys sucked and laved the huge cocks, they
looked up appreciatively. Seeing the men watching their
brothers, they both agreed to offer themselves. Laying back,
they lifted their legs and exposed their willing assholes--
young, twitching anuses eager to be filled by the monstrous
shafts!
  "B-by your leave, sire?" one gasped at his proposed fortune.
  Prince Jason waved his hand. "As you like, you horny
scoundrels...as you like! But pray, I must warn you. Once
having tasted the pleasures of a boy's bottom, you may never
again find fulfillment between your ladies' legs!" He laughed.
  Their lust made no room for such trivial concerns. They
plunged into the sweet holes and ravaged those tender bums! The
boys swooned and tossed their heads side to side--stopping once
to kiss passionately. Prince Jason felt a stirring in his loins
...but refrained.
  He did, however, enjoy seeing the excitement obvious in all
faces involved. The handsome, masculine brutes he'd chosen as
his guards on this excursion did not disappoint his viewing
pleasure. He often picked a largely-endowed young man for his
lusts, and knew he would turn his own tail to them before
returning to the castle. Perhaps some potion?
  The fucking brothers were finished--a load deposited with
fury and heavy agitation as the younger one frigged himself
onto the straw. Giggling at the other antics, they knelt above
their brothers' faces. One stuck his spent dick into a mouth to
be sucked clean while the other settled his anus onto the
younger boy's mouth to be drained.
  The young one exhibited incomparable lust as he sucked the
warm, sperm from his brother's asshole. The other displayed as
much wantonness as he cleaned the oily shit-streaks from his
brother's prick!
  Gasping in simultaneous orgasm, the guards rammed deeply and
fairly screamed their passion. Upon retrieval, the other lads
bent and took the pricks into their mouths--eager to suck and
taste the remnants of the bottoms they'd just come from.
Morsels of shit had been extracted, but they cared not. Indeed,
they relished the sour taste and filthiness of their own acts!
They lapped the foul juices as if it were honey, and delighted
in the specks attached--to the astonishment of the guards.
  "Fair play would dictate you suck the boys' bottoms of your
spend," Jason chuckled. "Perhaps each other's for variety?" But
the guards demurred. Jason smiled to himself, wondering if that
would be the case were he to give them some potion!
  "I...I think not, sire!" one exclaimed, blushing. "As
marvelous as it was, I think our lechery falls short of that!"
Jason laughed.
  The boys on top, however, still reveled in their debauchery.
They brought the two bottoms up to their faces and sucked the
nectar from their tender holes. Then they took their brothers'
raging pricks between their lips and took more nectar from
their balls!
  "Fine, now to matters at hand," Jason sat forward with his
hands on his knees. "These boys will now shit turds," he said
to the guards. "You may wait outside if you find it offensive,
or witness it."
  "Sire?!!" they gasped.
  "This is my purpose. I'll not explain further, but rest
assured it is in search of a very unique turd...a wondrous
turd!"
  "Uh, if...if you say so, sire. With your permission, I shall
go."
  "I will...view the sight, sire. If...that is all required of
me?"
  "No reason to worry," Jason chuckled. "Come boys, circle
round. Spread your bottoms before me. Let me taste each one!"
  Prince Jason was holding back from engaging in more lustful
pursuits but he could not deny himself the pleasure of a bottom
lick. Especially with such delightful specimens before him. He
licked the anus of each boy in turn, then, also in turn, had
each boy spread the bottom of his brother wide as a turd was
expelled and fell to the floor. Even the Prince was surprised
as each boy leaned over and licked the column before it fell
and cleaned his brother's dirty anus with his tongue. The
oldest lad was last. He was having trouble, and expelled his
turd with the most effort. Perhaps because it was thick and
huge. His youngest brother was spreading his cheeks and licking
on it as the other two were slowly coming out of their trances.
They gaped. He licked, blinking. Jason quickly wrenched the
turd from the strapping lad and licked the anus clean himself.
Four youthful turds lay on the straw floor...all brown--not a
fleck of gold.
  The remaining guard stared at Jason in awe, clamping his
mouth shut when Jason glanced at him with a grin. "Even covered
in filth, a boy's bottom has exquisite sweetness!" he said to
him.
  The boys stood numb, nonplussed--another indication that
they'd indulged somewhat in similar behavior, and held no
regrets that they'd taken it beyond any previous efforts. Had
they not witnessed the Prince licking their brother's soiled
anus, perhaps they'd feel differently.
  The four brothers bowed and thanked the Prince for the
potion, exclaiming it had been a delicious encounter...could
they please have more! Jason thought for a moment, then gave
them a small measure to share...with a warning.
  "You understand, this will not be as potent, but you surely
will desire to shit after orgasm. As you can tell, don't be
surprised what you do at that time!"
  The eldest hugged his brothers. "I think we can, uh, handle
it, sire. We're rather nasty boys by nature!" They laughed.
  Kedril put his foot in the boy's mouth.
  "Lick that stink, you horrid bumboy! Clean between those
smelly toes. Do a good job and I'll give you my piss to drink!"
  The child sucked on each foot, each toe, cleaning out the
grit from between them and eating it. Kedril presented his
bottom to the boy and had it sucked. He called a guard into the
carriage and had him shit in the boy's mouth. The boy ate the
turd with delight--his eyes blazing!
  Kedril forced him onto his cock--by mouth, then ass, then
mouth again...spent a load over his tongue...then pissed down
the boy's throat! He ordered the reluctant guard to suck the
boy and drink his spend, while he helped ease a turd from the
child's rectum into his lap. Angered that it was a normal turd,
he forced the boy's face into it--mashing it into his own
groin.
  ''EAT IT UP, YOU STUPID ASS-LICKING PEASANT! EAT THIS
TURD!" He forced it into the boy's mouth. As eagerly as he'd
eaten the guard's turd, the boy balked and fought all the way.
Having shitted, he was out of his trance and could not abide
his mouth being stuffed with excrement! He wretched, vomiting
all over the Prince's crotch. Not only his own foul doings, but
the guard's as well! Frightened beyond measure, he bolted the
carriage and ran naked for the hills.
  "After him, you imbecile!" Kedril cried.
  "Yes, sire!" the guard said, secretly smiling. "As soon as I
manage my breeches." He purposely moved slowly, outraged at the
Prince's behavior, but not daring to disobey.
  "Damn your nakedness! I don't care a whit if your cock flies
in the wind--FIND THAT FILTHY SCOUNDREL AND THRASH HIM! Better
yet, bring him back and I'll have him lick up this disgusting
mess!"
  Two guards stayed behind while the other two tracked the boy
down on horseback. Finding him crouched among boulders,
shivering in fright, the guard dismounted and grabbed the lad.
  "Hold, young one, HOLD! I shall not harm you." He hugged the
naked lad to his breast, calming him. "Prince Kedril is evil to
debase a child like you...and me. Yet I feel no regret at
having drunk your sweet essence. What you did was under the
influence of his foul concoction--which wore off after you did
your shitting."
  "I...I remember doing...doing that!" he hung his head in
embarrassment. "I could not help myself...I enjoyed it. But
after..."
  "I know, I know, you sweet thing. I have orders to take you
back."
  "NO! Please, sir! H-he'll kill me! Oh, please...I'll do
anything!"
  "Rest, you have done enough. But...perhaps..."
  "Yes, anything!" the boy cried.
  "Traj," he spoke to the other guard, "find me a squirrel or
rodent...something with blood, quickly!" Then he turned back to
the boy. "I'll smear myself in blood and tell him you are dead.
This is not a condition, but would you...suck me as you did the
Prince? And allow me to taste again the sweetness from your
young balls?"
  "I...don't know if I can. Oh, I shall suck you of course! I
just don't know if I can...again." He pressed against the man
in thanks.
  "Ah, such lovely young flesh!" He fondled the frightened
lad. "How could any man mistreat you so? A foul thing to admit,
but I confess the aroma of your turd was as roses to my
nostrils! But let us suck so I may drink of you again."
  "I...I loved your aroma, also. I don't know why exactly."
  "The potion. You need not drink of me. The pleasure of your
lips will suffice. Pull off if you must. I will not be
offended."
  As youth is prone, even when anxious, his prick rose quickly
with minimal manipulation. The boy was quite capable of another
spend. He also wished not to 'pull off' at the critical moment,
but drank the sharp fluids from the man's cock with inordinate
abandon! They sucked like lovers in the high field. Indeed, for
those few precious moments, they were as lovers. One older and
fiercely masculine with an innate tenderness...the other
younger, eager, with the fierce intensity of sexual beginnings
--his arousal unneeding of any special potion.
  To assure the other guard's conspiracy, they sucked him fore
and aft--the boy drinking his essence, the guard tasting his
ass whilst twiddling his knockers!
  "Regrets, sire. He is dead!" he announced, splattered in
rabbit's blood. "I put the knife to his throat with a command
to return. He declared, 'NEVER!' and grabbed my hand to slice
his own neck, then flung himself into a deep crevice."
  "Damn! Foul little beggar. Let's away!"
  He was washed...as was the carriage floor...by the remaining
guards. "Find an inn. I am famished!" he ordered.
  Jason also was having a meal. A 17-year-old vagabond lad
found on the roadside with a phenomenal endowment that simply
demanded the Prince's talents at sucking a prick! He hadn't yet
given the boy the potion...so eager was he to get the boy's
breeches down. He found no complaint. Being so well measured,
the boy was used to being desired. Even having a Prince express
such desire did not surprise him. He displayed himself without
the least hesitation, and expressed interest in Jason's own
packed crotch with his hands while being sucked.
  "You do it good, sire. I also wish to do such things and
would be honored to pleasure you. I please boys, girls, men and
women...and find it all most enjoyable. Have you heard of me?
Is that what brings you here? To find me?"
  Jason smiled to himself at the boy's conceit, but conceded
he had a perfect right to such feelings. Were cock size
sufficient, this boy would be a Prince--perhaps King! He well
outdistanced Jason himself by perhaps a measure or more.
  "Ah, you are a lusty one! Wouldst you like to plug a Prince
with that mastodon?"
  "In the arse, sire?!" he seemed surprised.
  "Yes...deeply!"
  "With the greatest of pleasure, sire!" he gushed. "May I
suck you first? I do enjoy a prick in the mouth, and methinks
you have a fine one hidden away in there! May I say you're a
handsome fellow, sire? I shall even lick your arse first, if I
may. I enjoy licking an arse much as I enjoy fucking them! The
exception being, of course, when I fuck a mare. Life on the
road does have its times of loneliness!"
  "What a find," Jason chuckled. "A strong stallion who
pleases all. A buggerboy who sucks arse. I shall also suck
yours and suspect it may be quite tasty."
  "Aye, I have been on the road a while. Quite tasty, if it is
your pleasure."
  "I will wish you to drop me a turd at the end," Jason said,
forgetting for the moment that he had not given the boy the
potion.
  "No problem there, sire. I have known men of your nature and
have no qualms in that regard. A gentleman not far from here
regularly pays me to shit him a large turd. He declares they
smell like violets and never fails to devour the thing! Violets
indeed. He loves it more when I have a stench that would wilt a
forest!" He laughed heartily.
  "Can't say that makes my nostrils flare in anticipation, but
I do enjoy a boy's butthole...and I'm finding I enjoy the
occasional taste."
  "Well, you wish me to shit...sire...you can certainly taste
at your own leisure! I do nothing like that, personally, but
with a Prince...a handsome Prince like yourself...I may be game
to play certain, uh, shitting sports with you." He rubbed
Jason's crotch seductively.
  "You make your partial living this way?"
  "I do. I would certainly make no demands of a Prince, of
course."
  "I'll pay you."
  "No need, sire. No need at all! I find you...exciting!"
  "Listen. I wish to enjoy you naturally. I find you quite
refreshing and don't want to spoil that. I have slaves, and I
have influence to make subjects bow to my commands. I want you
within me...to feel your massive endowment gorging me like no
other. But I must be honest. I have a potion that you must
take. It will put fire in your loins and make you incapable of
refusing my every command..."
  "I bow to your every command already, sire!"
  "You don't fully understand, my friend. I could give you
this potion and command you to eat turds from a dozen
arseholes, and you would do it with glee!"
  "Uh...that would be..remarkable, to say the least, uh..."
  "I don't wish to do that, for you would remember
everything."
  "I feel many thanks for that, sire! W-what is it you are
saying?"
  "Leave us have our fun...our passion...unbridled. Then...you
enjoy sucking pricks, that is so?"
  "Quite so. Not all...but fine ones to be sure."
  "Then leave us suck pricks and arseholes, and plug me good.
Then I shall give you the potion and have you suck my guards
whilst I suck you again to orgasm and you shit me a turd. Is
that a deal?"
  "You...you will do no shitting, sire?"
  "I wasn't intending to...though I need to, I feel."
  "Couldst this potion release me enough to...perhaps...play
with it? Were you to shit one, that is?"
  "Play, lick, suck and eat...were I to command," Jason
warned.
  "Would you request that of me?" he asked, apprehensively.
  "Um...nay, just to play...if that is your pleasure."
  "Very fine, sire. I agree then! As lascivious as my nature,
I have not yet found those dirtiest desires within. But it may
be fun to perhaps wallow freely in a manner one would not
ordinarily conceive of. A bit of freedom in that respect may be
quite intriguing!"
  "I warn you...you will have no control. You may do obscene
things even without being commanded to do so."
  "Then I'll let you be my control, my Prince! I freely submit
to your darkest desires."
  "You are adventurous, to put such trust in me."
  "Perhaps I wish to be more debauched...with you," he
grinned.
  "We shall see. Now give me that stout prick in my mouth!"
Jason cried. "And help strip me...I want to feel your lips on
me!"
  The fellow rubbed his cock on Jason's lips, teasingly. "No,
sire. I give you naught but a little lick til you rid yourself
of those clothes and let me gorge on your own favors!" He
rubbed more. "Licky, licky, my Prince," he brazenly teased. He
was a boy of the road...in constant demand. Beggar, gentleman,
or Prince. He knew what dwelt between his legs and knew how to
get any man on his knees!"
  Jason delighted in his arrogance, and felt a swelling of
emotion at being the boy's subject.
  "Please, please!" he gushed. "I'm ridding myself of my
clothes. Put that prick to my lips...let me suck it!" He was
desperately disrobing--excited beyond comparison! No one had
ever had the balls to treat him in such a manner. They gauged
each other's reactions carefully, until the game was
acknowledged. The fellow beamed!
  "STRIP! ALL OF IT! BARE ME YOUR NUDITY. I WISH NO PRINCE,
I WANT TO SEE THE NAKED MAN! SHOW ME WHAT A LEWD FUCK ANIMAL
YOU ARE! SUCK ME!"
  Both now stripped bare, the fellow straddled Jason's face
and pushed his middle to his lips.
  "SUCK MY BALLS! I'VE ROAD DIRT ON THERE. LICK ME CLEAN,
MY DEAR LUSTY PRINCE, AND I'LL FEED YOU MY COCK! THEN
SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE!"
  Moaning deliriously...with more excitement than he'd ever
known...Jason wallowed in the stink of the fellow's balls and
lapped as he was ordered. Stroking his tight, muscled thighs,
and grabbing hold of his equally tight buttocks, Jason slopped
his tongue over everything he could reach. He grabbed for the
huge prick and aimed it at his mouth.
  "NO, NO! You don't get that yet. Get under. Smell and suck
my arsehole before you get that. You have to work for it! Lay
your head down so I can sit on your fucking royal face!"
  Jason willingly scooted down, bowing to the boy's demands.
He stuck out his tongue and lapped at the gritty hole.
  "Mmmm. Any shit on there, your highness? Well, LICK IT THE
FUCK OFF! CLEAN THE SHIT OFF MY ASS! DRIVE YOUR TONGUE WITHIN!"
  Jason nearly swooned at the fragrance. It was spicy, sweaty,
and incomparably delicious. What arrogance! What brazen
disregard for his power and authority. What a tasty bum! He
licked and probed until the boy made the decision to rise.
  Then he displayed the most outrageous impudence of all.
Wiping his asshole across Jason's face, he settled back and
pulled the Prince's mouth to his, forcing his tongue inside.
  "OH, SWEET MAN! FUCKING BUGGER PRINCE!" He plunged inside,
sucking on Jason's tongue. "I wish you were a country man...
I'd take you as a lover and never let you go!" he hissed into
Jason's face, kissing him again. "You'd be forever naked and
hard in the prick for my pleasure! You'd throw up your legs up
at a snap of my fingers and scream when I enter...as you will
soon...from total delight!" He glanced down. "Yes, you like my
words. You're stiff and hard in the bone. You hunger for my
lips on your cock. Your pleasure is my pleasure. You are my
slut! I am your slut! Give me that prick to suck!"
  He dove into the Prince's groin and instantly took his prick
all the way down. Jason swooned again and prepared to ejaculate
on contact. But the fellow knew what he was about. He left off
and went down to the balls. Scooting his body to the floor, he
lapped and sucked on Jason's balls while looking up at him in
total subjugation! He was ministering to his master's gonads--
having done a complete reversal in seconds. Jason caught his
sexual humour, spread his legs and lifted them.
  "Dirty road tramp! Fucking whoreboy! Quit wasting my time
and get your face down there...LICK ON MY ARSEHOLE! Smell it
first, then lick it. Use your thumbs. Spread it open. Tongue me
up in there and taste me. And do it deep...I'm tired of playing
around!"
  The boy lifted Jason's legs higher and thrust his face into
his sweaty valley. He licked from tailbone to balls...up and
down...tasting and licking all the flesh in and around the
Prince's anus. He took a deep breath and flittered his tongue
over the central region. He licked and slopped...pulling the
skin out to suck on! Then he stuck his tongue inside and licked
out the Prince's shithole!
  "AH! YOU FOOL NO ONE. MARES AND CUNTS, INDEED! YOU
ARE A FELLOW MOST HAPPY WHEN A PRICK IS IN YOUR MOUTH OR
YOUR TONGUE UP A MAN'S BUNG!" Jason cried out. "NOW FUCK
ME, YOU BASTARD BOY OF THE ROAD! FUCK ME AND DRIVE THAT
MONSTER UP MY WHORY ARSE!!"
  Quite casually, the boy rose up and kissed Jason lightly on
the lips. "I shall be most delighted!" Then in a gruffness,
"Splay those tasty buns, my Prince. You are about to be
skewered into heaven!"
  Holding Jason's legs high, he spat on his prick and aimed it
to the exposed hole. He had sense enough to temper his enthusi-
asm until he'd carefully lodged his cockhead within. He gauged
the Prince's temperament and anal fluctuations. By the little
gasps and groans he heard, he knew just when the world was
aright with his princely paramour.
  He'd fucked many with his splendid member, and knew the
signs well. The glaze in the eyes...the sudden involuntary
twitch of the prick. He girded his loins and eased inward
halfway. He rested Jason's legs upon his shoulders, reached
down to spread the buttocks apart with his fingers, and
continued his invasion.
  When his prick reached its zenith, Jason's eyes shot open!
This lusty boy had him totally impaled. He felt the pube hairs
grinding at his asslips. He reached under and felt of the cock,
glad there was no more to receive, but wonderfully grateful for
all he now contained.
  "Mmmm. My Prince wants his arse fucked royally?"
  "Uh, two more breaths, my stud, then you have me at your
will!"
  "Take them, then...for I wish to FUCK!" he scowled.
  Carefully and deliberately, Jason took those two long
breathes. He also took that time to rest his hands upon his
fucker's shoulders, "Drive me to paradise, you bastard rogue!"
he cried out.
  The carriage rocked so violently that it seemed the wheels
may fall off! The roadboy drove into the Prince's rectum at a
pace that defied possibility. Jason's eyes fell back into his
head. He grasped and clutched at the boy--urging him on--
grinding his bottom forward to receive every scrap of cockflesh
available. He wished the boy's balls to enter his disgracefully
-submissive rectum! Never had he been stuffed like this. So
thoroughly...completely...so ruthlessly!
  Fearful at the commotion, a guard opened the door. He stared
in wonder at the Prince's lustful expression and excused
himself, closing the door again.
  "AAIIEE! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Jason screamed. "UUUUGGGHHHH!!!"
  Untouched, the Prince creamed in spasmic orgasm over them
both. Streams of joyful cum splattered their bodies, shooting
here and there, inundating everything. Their bodies, the coach
seat...the ceiling were it not for the fellow's body being
above him. Rivers flowed on his belly and another river was
spurting up his rectum. Floods of youthful cum were being
deposited...nay, SHOT within his bowels! That hefty cock was
not only long, thick and hard, but the balls beneath held
massive amounts of stringy prickjuice!
  He fell upon Jason in exhaustion, kissing his neck, cheeks
and lips. Jason returned the passion when their lips met. Never
had he been fucked so hard...and so well. He wished not for the
moment to be broken abruptly. Quickly he drew out a vial of
potion and put it to his fucker's lips.
  Still gasping, the young man drank. His lips wet with the
potion, he slipped them across Jason's...giving him just the
mere flavor of it. Licking the film, the Prince reached down
and took hold of the oily thing and the balls beneath. He bent
and put it into his mouth, tasting of himself...and surprised
he'd done so--having been so satisfied.
  "Ah, a fine stout prick as this deserves to be cleaned,"
Jason gushed when the fellow raised his eyebrow, "especially
after a fuck as that!" Twas his own lubricity that drove him to
it...he surely had not received enough of the potion to cause
such reaction.
  Remaining naked, Jason threw the door open and suggested two
at a time enter to be sucked by the manboy. They grunted
lasciviously and eagerly stripped from the waist. Two hearty
pricks soon awaited the boy's attentions. He slavered over
them, licked the ballsacks, and suggested a bumlick was in
order. They turned and offered their furry behinds to be
washed. Even the hairs growing 'round the anus were licked of
any dew, and the grossly filthy holes within were left to
sparkle. Then the cocks remained to be sucked, and the boy went
to it avidly!
  Jason, meanwhile, was toying with his asshole. He'd lick and
suck...enter a finger and play about...pull that wretched digit
out and suck on it like one of the mad faggots at court that
could often be caught breezily licking a nobleman's arse in the
corridors without shame!
  Jason was teasing...and tasting...but also with a purpose.
Above all he'd met thus far, he wished for this boy to give him
a hard golden turd to lick on--even 'twer streaked with real
shit! A double treasure he would then be! He sucked the anus
more fervently.
  The guards delighted in his oral abilities and soon sent
pent-up explosions between his working lips. Jason excused
them, and requested the others.
  "You wish more cock, my friend?" He asked.
  "Oh, yes! I'll suck hundreds for you, my lord! This is
surely a wonderful potion. You'd please me with three fingers
up my worthless arse! Four or five...gad, I'd accept your
foot!"
  "Did those fellows have dirty holes? I thought I smelled so.
Are my guards not caring for themselves properly?"
  "Please, do not admonish them yet. I feel eager to smell and
clean more dirt from soiled arseholes. Never has it been such a
pleasure! You spoke true. I would surely eat any turd within
reach if you asked...perhaps even if you didn't! Ah, feel up
inside there!"
  Jason was quite comfortable with three fingers working into
the rectum. Resting his head upon a buttock, he watched up
close as he twisted them round and round...reveling in the
enticing odor he was drawing forth. He began to lick his
fingers as they probed when the two shocked guards entered. He
cared not what they thought, and frankly delighted in shocking
them. He yanked his hand from the boy's rectum and looked at
them as he thrust the fingers into his mouth!
  He crooked his finger to the more handsome of the guards,
motioning him closer. "As good as he is, he can take only one
prick at a time. Give me that pole--I shall suck it myself!"
Jason knew he was behaving scandously as a Prince, but he
wished to suck the man's prick...and that he did--to the young
man's astonishment. Far from deflating starch from his
erection, however, it fired his senses to see his master serve
him so. He swooned in pleasure. Jason, in his excitement, cut
it short. "Turn, man. I'll suck that arse!"
  The guard froze--unbelieving. Jason grabbed him roughly and
twisted his hips. He pushed on the fellow's back and bent him
over. Wrenching his buttocks apart, he cleaned the area--
finding it humid and damp...as dirty as he'd suspected.
  "Oh, my liege! I am not clean!" the guard warned, much too
late.
  "I'm not virgin to licking shit, you handsome oaf! Release
that tightness...I wish to plunge my tongue therein!"
  The man felt of his own prick and made the attempt...nervous
as he was. The unholy stimulation won out. He opened that dirty
crevice and allowed his Prince to lick it out! The two youngest
spent many moments favoring those manly holes, then the pricks
were again alternated between by the vagabond while Jason
returned himself full-faced into the boy's bottom.
  "Now, my request, you scoundrel! Suck those pricks and
deliver me a beauty from this tasty hole!" The guard gasped,
and stared at Prince Jason, but no one noticed. They certainly
didn't move from the hungry mouth, even when the boy resettled
his haunches and thrust back more lewdly. Gaseous pungency
escaped from his bowels--probably the result of having those
fingers plunging within earlier. Jason was unhindered, and even
sniffed unashamedly.
  Soon, a splendid turd was presented to his gaze. Sticking
from the anus most lewdly...caught in flight for the moment
...Jason lightly touched it and began to lick the moisture
therefrom. The top, along the sides, and swiping his tongue
underneath--Jason found it delectable! Not what he had hoped
for...but marvelous nonetheless. He cradled the turd in his
hand, hearing a guard gush his orgasm, and managed to keep it
from bolting entirely as the boy switched cocks.
  Situating it deeply into his throat, driving the guard wild,
he pushed more from his bottom. Seeing the end was moister and
had a creamy texture, Jason eased it out of the hole and took a
taste of it! He did this in full view of the guards, bringing
on the man's intense orgasm. After another nibble, he handed
the turd to the other guard.
  "See if he wishes a taste of this," he suggested, then
planted his face into the crevice and cleaned it quickly!
  But more aware than any had been, the boy took the turd and
turned to Jason. "You wish me to eat of my own turd, MY ROYAL
PRINCE?" There was excitement, yet a sense of sarcasm in his
tone.
  "Only if you wish to, you filthy whore!" Jason hissed at
him.
  "Then I decline, your perverted majesty!" he nearly screamed
back, totally bewildering the pensive guards who were now eager
to be dismissed. "I'll not lick my own shit except under direct
orders. But," he calmed and smiled deliciously, "I'll have a
taste from your bum! You need to shit as I remember. Give me
your turd to lick! Instantly...I'll have it now!" He helped
lift Jason's legs.
  "S-s-shall we retire, sire?" one guard suggested, nervously.
  "Stay," he waved nonchalantly, as if not to be bothered.
"You'll lick shit from my arse? Is the potion not diminishing?"
  "Tis gone, lord. I need no potion to revel in the filth from
your sweet bottom! Indeed, I would have eaten under the potion,
and now I shall only lick. But you still command me, you lusty
brute. Be you foul enough to say so, I'll devour every scrap
and lick your entrails!"
  Jason laughed uproariously. "Prepare, rogue. I shit
forthwith. A sniff and a lick will be quite sufficient." He
bore down and felt his anus expand. He gasped, knowing
something was going out. Smoothly it slide from his hole. His
head fell forward and he pulled his thighs back more--he wished
to see the boy's debauchery. The boy was waiting. Waiting until
he caught the gleam in his Prince's eyes. Only then did he
press his lips upon it. Staring directly into Jason's eyes, he
slathered his tongue over the lengthening turd.
  "Umm, smells and tastes delightful!" he managed to whisper
as the guards stared down at him in awe.
  "Damned if that doesn't smell good!" Jason gushed. It was a
sturdy turd he was putting out. He'd seen many on this trip.
Some dark, some light. His was fairly normal in darkness, with
a bit of light, creamy marbleness to it...here and there. The
boyman seemed to enjoy it on his own terms. Such a lusty lad!
Jason's prick throbbed. He grabbed it, bolted his turd, and
aimed a stream of goodness over it and the boy's face! It was
licked from the turd and from round his lips...anywhere his
tongue could reach!
  The boy lifted both turds and arrogantly flung them from the
window. He licked his soiled fingers, licked Jason's asshole,
and took the prick into his mouth.
  "I'll take piss, if you'll favor me!" he said, grinning.
  "Could I deny you? But leave us step outside. I feel a
massive flow within, and cannot be sure you can contain it all.
I have a long ways to travel in this carriage, and wish not for
it to stink the entire journey!"
  They alighted the carriage, naked as they were. The guards
dressed as they watched the fellow take the Prince's cock into
his mouth. Soon, it was flowing freely. Many large gulps were
swallowed, then many more, and still the piss came. He squeezed
it, took his mouth away, closed his eyes...leaving his mouth
open...and allowed the rest to spray his face and naked body in
wild abandon!
  "Oh, a superb animal you are!" Jason congratulated. "But now
you stink and must live with it."
  "A creek lies just a short distance, sire. That was a
splendid sensation. Since I must bathe anyway, perhaps your
guards might piss on me in tandem?"
  "As you like. Men, he satisfied you. Now you may return the
favor. Inundate him with your warm flows...especially in the
face!"
  Still bewildered, the guards chuckled and pulled their
pricks out. Standing close before the kneeling lad, they gladly
sprayed him with their warm, acrid piss. The boy swallowed
quickly, drinking as much as he could. Since his prick had
risen, Jason went down and sucked on it...allowing the piss to
splatter upon his head. He also was tasting the piss that ran
down into the crotch and over the balls, and was rewarded with
mouthfuls of tastier fluids from the mighty shaft.
  Laughing, they both ran arm-in-arm to the creek to wash off.
Just before entering the water, the boy begged pardon.
  "Delicious and most amusing. But unfortunately the gut has
decided it is not in favor!" He rushed behind bushes and
vomited profusely, ridding himself of the unholy water. He
bounded out with a large grin. "Now there's room for more!" he
laughed.
  Together they played like youngsters--splashing, hugging,
kissing and stroking each other's nakedness.
  "Ah, what filthy animals we are, my Prince! What carnal
delights we have discovered. Were I only of royal blood that we
could play like this forever! Damn, let me kiss those lips a
final time!" He mashed his mouth onto Jason's...finding the
passion returned twofold.
  "That may be possible yet, you rogue. If I become King, my
first order will be to send for you. The Royal Arse will need
filled regularly. I can think of none who could do it better!
An unmanly proposition to be sure," he chuckled, "but wouldst
you deign to be my queen!"
  "To wallow in your perversions, sire, I would don skirts and
smear my lips in rouge!"
  "Yes, and your arse would be out the next day. I'll only
have you act and smell like a man--and smell heady at that!"
  "I could promise that."
  "Your name, my love?"
  "Give me one."
  "Hmmm. Roderick Shafton! Because your rod and shaft weigh a
ton!" They both laughed.
  "Forever more I am Roderick Shafton, sire," he bowed, "and
will await your summons anxiously."
  "Of course, you understand that if I do not become King, I
may well come to you a poor beggar on the run from my dastardly
brother, and may need your assistance to hide out."
  "I need no gold from you, sire. Only your heavenly taste!"
  "Then let me give it again...one final time...and we shall
hope for the best. Though I fear my breath must stink of
shit." He fell into the boy's strong arms and they kissed
again.
  "Farewell, my liege, and rest assured that such flavor upon
your breath will always stir my loins!"
  Weeks have passed and neither had discovered anything more
than fantastic sexual delights. Jason pursued his objective
with much the same calmness and consideration, taking special
care to be sure he missed no one.
  Kedril was likewise careful, but he was becoming less
considerate and more demanding...taking out his frustration on
the boys. To cover more ground, more quickly, instead of having
personal encounters he'd round up all the boys in an area or
village and line them up in a barn. He'd restrict the parents,
but didn't much care if they knew what was going to take place.
His guards ensured they weren't disturbed. He'd give them all
vials, and have them drink the potions at the same time. Then
he'd strip and lay back watching, or get into the middle of the
melee and have them feast on his body parts.
  As Jason had found with the four brothers, Kedril's groups
quickly began a massive orgy, regardless of their previous
persuasions or sexual experience. Occasionally a boy would cry
out a wish that he had a cunt available, but that was only his
initial response from the aphrodisiac. The sight of the naked
boys around him soon made him forget any such requirements.
Within moments, he'd be sucking on a prick!
  Kedril enjoyed walking among the participants, using his
straps of leather to beat upon any upraised asses. Brandishing
his hard cock, he'd find a worthy boy's mouth to stick it in,
feed him his balls, or have him lick and tongue out his
asshole. Sometimes he'd fuck a whole line of boys, having the
next lad lick his prick clean of the previous boy's anal dirt
before plunging it into him!
  On one occasion he had over twenty boys together. All in a
straight line, he had each tongue the asshole in front of him,
whilst he fucked the boy on the end and watched the lineup
perform. He did the same with cocksucking. But his most obscene
pleasure was after they'd achieved orgasm. He'd go down the
line and witness each boy shit into the mouth of the boy behind
him...intently studying each turd as it was licked and sucked
on. Outraged at not finding the Golden Turd, he would pick a
boy from the group and force him to eat his turd as he shit
into the boy's mouth. This was most vicious, as the lad had
undoubtedly come out of his trance at that point. Had he not
been a Prince, the others would probably have come to the boy's
rescue. As it was, they merely voiced their astonishment and
disgust...but did nothing.


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