Date: Sat, 10 Jan 2009 18:19:57 -0600
From: A. Writer <misterliterate@live.com>
Subject: Tom and Jim

This story is a revision of a story originally posted in gay/incest
entitled "Matt and Mark"; this version contains mild scat.  The usual
disclaimers apply.


Tom and Jim


Tom and Jim were quite athletic, and during their entire boyhood had worked
out together often, both of them playing on various sports teams in school,
and then as they grew into adulthood they both continued to work out and
keep themselves fit. Both of them married and were living in the same town
still, working and starting families and seeing each other regularly.  Once
a week they would get together and either go running or lift weights at
Tom's house, since he had free weights on his porch.

They were both quite fit, especially for their ages, and usually when they
would lift weights they'd take off their shirts and be wearing only their
shorts and shoes.  They would lift and press weights, helping each other
with the bars and with spotting each other, and at the same time they both
secretly had an eye for the other's body, muscles, form, and they couldn't
keep from noticing one another's package beneath their shorts as well.  As
boys they had played around with each other and a couple neighbor boys
often enough, and had done many of the usual things boys will do, including
looking at and playing with each other's dicks, peering at one another's
assholes and occasionally sniffing each other's as well, sliding a finger
into each other's asses once in a while and then sniffing their fingers,
and even when out in the woods watching one another occasionally take a
shit.  While they had stopped these activities as they got into high
school, neither of them had forgotten the excitement of their play, and
they both secretly enjoyed their memories of them and each longed to try
something again if the chance ever arose.


            One day as they were lifting weights, Tom was doing a few
stretches and suddenly groaned loudly and grabbed at his lower back.

"Ouch, I just pulled a muscle or something," he said, and sat down on the
weight bench rubbing his muscle.  Jim went over and looked at where he was
rubbing, and said, "Hey, lie down on the bench and I'll massage that out
for you.

It's probably not pulled, just strained a little, and a little rubbing will
do it some good."  Tom looked up at Jim and thought to himself, "Yeah, a
little rubbing would do me some good, if it was the right kind of rubbing!"
But he kept silent and just murmured his agreement as he lay down on the
bench on his stomach.  Jim stood beside him and began rubbing his lower
back.  Because Tom was a bit sweaty Jim's hands slid easily over the skin
and muscles, and he prodded and massaged the lower muscles, down to the top
of Tom's shorts.  "Does the pain run down any lower?" he asked, and Jim
grunted in the affirmative: "It seems to run all the way down the right
butt and into my hamstring," he said.

"Well, listen, why don't you take off your shorts and I'll give you a full
massage to take care of it."  Tom lifted up his hips as he groaned and
said, "Well, okay . . . as long as you don't' take advantage of me," and
Jim pulled Tom's shorts down his legs and off, leaving Tom stark naked on
the bench.

His white ass was round and tempting, but Jim resisted his desire to just
bend down and kiss those cheeks, or part them and sniff at the pink orifice
hiding between them.  Instead he laughed and said, "Remember when we were
kids, and went out in the woods with Chuck and Lester and played around
with each other?"  His cock twitched beneath his shorts just remembering
those times.  Tom adjusted his own position on the bench for the same
reasons and replied, "Yeah, those were good times."


Jim wasn't sure if this was a subtle invitation or not, so he just started
the massage again, starting at the lower back and gradually lowering his
hands to Tom's butt cheeks, kneading the smooth soft flesh, and as he did
so he purposely parted the cheeks so he could peek in at the pinkish-brown
asshole.  He methodically kneaded Tom's ass, each time parting the cheeks
and exposing his brown hole, and Jim could feel his cock thickening up as
he bent over his brother, his head slowly getting closer to Tom's ass as he
continued his rubdown.  He remembered their childhood games, and more than
ever would have liked to continue them right now.  He could only imagine
how hot it would be if he could again sniff and then slide a finger into
his brother's asshole, and perhaps even watch that brown asshole open up
and push out a nice firm turd.  He could only imagine how hot it would be
to smell and touch that turd as it emerged, feeling the wet slickness of it
as it slid into his hand, smell the heavy earthiness of it as he lifted it
to his nose.  If only his bro had never let go of those childhood memories
either.


Then out of nowhere Tom asked, "Remember how we used to take off our shorts
in those woods, and then take turns sniffing each other's butts, and
sliding a finger into each other?"  Jim started because it was as though
Tom had been reading his mind.  Had he been speaking aloud or something?
Tom raised his ass a bit and Jim could see Tom's thick cock at half-mast
beneath him, and he wanted to reach down and touch it.

Instead he said, "Yeah, I remember well.

That was a lot of fun, and I gotta admit I liked the smell of your ass,
bro. It turned me on even then."  Tom turned his head and looked at Jim.

"`Even then'?  I suppose it still would turn you on now, huh?"  Jim laughed
and said, "Well, maybe.  Let's see."  And he bent his head down as he
parted Tom's asscheeks again and put his nose right down to the brown
asshole and sniffed lightly.  He could smell a faint odor of shit, and the
very thought of it made his cock twitch again and it began tenting out his
shorts.  "Mmm, good," he said, and laughed.  Tom laughed too and said,
"Give it another sniff," so Jim bent again and put his nose right on the
brown pucker and sniffed again, deeply, then again.  He relished the faint
odor of shit emanating from his brother's ass, loved feeling Tom's wrinkly
anus against the tip of his nose as he sniffed in, yearned to smell and
touch and taste even more.  Before Jim could lift his head, though, Tom's
asshole opened very slightly and a slight poot of air puffed out as Tom
farted.  The strong odor of shit rose to Jim's nose, an odor strong enough
to indicate that there was something in there that was waiting to be
released.  Jim stood up and said, "Whoa, bro, way to go, right on me."  Tom
laughed and said "Sorry" but clearly he didn't mean it, and Jim knew it.
He said, "What do you got in there, boy, that smells so strong?" and Tom
said, "Who knows?  Check!"


Jim wondered if Tom really meant it, but decided to give it a shot, so he
licked his index finger and reached down and touched Tom's asshole, running
his wet finger around the brown wrinkled rim. Tom sort of shivered at the
touch but his ass rose to meet the finger.  Jim put his finger in his mouth
again and wetted it once more and then once again reached down and put the
tip of it into Tom's hole and slowly pushed.

The tip of his finger immediately slipped inside his brother's tight brown
hole due to the wetness, and Tom murmured in pleasure, something Jim noted.
Jim rotated his finger around slowly and gently, then slowly inserted it a
little deeper, up to the second knuckle.  "That feel okay, bro?" he asked
Tom in a shaky voice, he was getting so turned on.  "Oh yeah," Tom replied,
sighing and pushing his ass just a little bit upwards again towards Tom's
invading finger in order to get more of it.  Jim pushed a bit more and his
finger slid in another half inch, and suddenly he felt the tip of something
firm, and knew it was a turd, firm and thick.  His cock instantly sprang to
full attention as he gently massaged the tip of the turd he could feel in
Tom's ass, and Tom could sense that Jim was touching it too, because he
remembered he hadn't taken a dump that morning as he usually did.

He grunted slightly and could feel his turd inch slowly towards his hole,
and Jim's finger pressed into it and then let up and then pressed again
several times more.


Jim couldn't believe how wonderful this was, standing here and probing his
brother's asshole, watching his finger slide into his brother's ass and
then feeling the firmness of his turd inside.  It was an immense turn-on
and his cock was beginning to throb and ache.

Jim slowly slid his finger out of his brother's asshole and he could see a
bit of brown shit on the tip of his finger.

He brought it to his nose and sniffed it, and his cock twitched and a drop
of pre-cum soaked through his shorts as he stood there beside his brother.
"How's it smell?" Tom asked him, turning his head to look at Jim, and Jim
just reached his finger down and let Tom smell it himself.  Tom sniffed
deeply and said, "Ah, I'm a healthy bastard!" and to Jim's surprise he
gobbled up the tip of Jim's finger and sucked on it, sucking the tiny
remnants of his own shit right off of Jim's finger.  Jim was hard as steel
by now, and Tom could see his hard cock tenting out his shorts. "Hey, take
your shorts off, bro," Tom said, and Jim tossed his shorts to the side,
standing there naked with a hard 6-inch cock only inches from his naked
brother.  Tom turned his head and stretched out his neck and suddenly
engulfed the head of Jim's cock in his mouth.  Jim groaned and said, "Oh
man, oh man, that feels so good" as Tom's wet mouth sucked gently on the
head of his cock and then slowly slid down the hard shaft all the way to
the pubes.


Tom pulled up off of Jim's hard wet cock, its red shaft glistening now
under the light, and sucked lightly on the mushroom head of his brother's
cock.  He slid down the shaft again, allowing the tip of Jim's cock to
touch the back of his throat, feeling his brother's pubes against his upper
lip.  As Tom got into a rhythm of sucking in the entire shaft and then
sliding off and gently sucking the head while he stroked the base of Jim's
hard cock, Jim continued massaging his brother's lower back and ass,
continually parting the cheeks and peering at Tom's brown asshole.  The
only thing that kept him from going down and giving him a good rim job was
their positions, which did not allow his head to reach that far, what with
Tom giving him such a good blow job.  So instead Jim just wet his index
finger again and rubbed it around his brother's brown anus, and then
gradually slipped it inside up to the first knuckle.

Tom moaned slightly with the pleasure of it, and Tom slid his finger in
deeper, at the same time that he could feel his own jism beginning to rise
up his hard shaft.  Just playing with his brother's asshole, smelling the
faint odor of shit in the air, and watching his finger as it slid into his
brother's ass up to the second knuckle and then slowly back out again
turned him on immensely, and he could feel he wouldn't last long.  He
slowly slid his finger all the way into Tom's ass, sliding it in as deeply
as he could, and he could again feel Tom's firm turd inside him, so he
started sliding his finger in and out of Tom's ass with a little more
authority, pulling it almost all the way out and then sliding it fast and
deep into his brother's hole, feeling his brother's warm shit inside his
ass, sliding his finger in and out of Tom's asshole and feeling Tom's anus
loosening up and his finger churning into his shit, deeply in and then
sliding out again, brown streaks up both sides of his finger, and then as
he slid his finger in one last time he felt his cock explode in Tom's
mouth, spurt after spurt of hot jism as Tom held Jim's spurting cock with
his hand and allowed just the head of Jim's cock to rest on his tongue,
shooting the last weak shot of sperm onto his tongue and down his throat,
as he felt his brother's finger deep inside his asshole, and Tom felt his
own hard cock pressed uncomfortably against the bench, begging for relief
as he allowed Jim's softening cock to slip out of his mouth and then felt
his brother's finger slide slowly out of his ass.


"Oh man, that was nice," Jim sighed as his wet softening cock drooped
beside his thigh.  Tom rolled over on the bench, his hard six-inch cock
pointing straight up toward his navel, a glistening drop of precum on its
tip.  It was just begging for Jim's attention, and that's what Jim did.

He wrapped his hand around his brother's hard cock, the hand that had the
shit-stained finger, and started jacking Tom's cock.  Another drop of
precum emerged and pushed the first one aside so it dripped down Tom's
shaft.

Jim leaned down and licked the drops up, and then licked up the shaft to
Tom's mushroom-shaped head and wrapped his hot wet mouth around just the
head and sucked lightly.  Tom groaned and his hips rose up from the bench
in response.  Jim kept sucking lightly, licking at the tip, letting his
saliva drench the head of his brother's swollen cock, smelling the faint
smell of shit rising from his finger that had just been inside his
brother's ass.  As he sucked and stroked his brother's shaft, he reached
down between Tom's butt cheeks and with a wet finger found his asshole once
again.  And once again he slid his finger up inside his brother's ass, deep
past the second knuckle where he could feel the tip of the turd he had been
feeling earlier.  Tom groaned with pleasure, his cock got a little bit
stiffer, and he pushed his asshole against his brother's finger in order to
get more of it inside him and feel it deeper, grunting a bit in order to
push the turd down around his brother's eager finger.  "Yeah, bro, that
feels fuckin' good," he murmured, and as he said that he again pushed
lightly so that his shit would drop even lower towards Jim's finger.


Jim pulled his finger slowly out and then slowly slid it back in again,
continuing to suck and drool on Tom's red swollen knob, its soft silky skin
a real turn-on to him as he felt the smooth head of Tom's cock inside his
mouth, wanting his brother to shoot and spill his hot white seed into his
mouth, wanting to taste the slick bleachy flavor of his brother's cum.  He
felt Tom's turd with his finger every time he slid his finger in deep, and
he was turned on by the thought of churning up his brother's shit deep
inside his ass.  He could feel the turd dropping a little lower and closer
to the entrance each time he withdrew his finger slowly, as though he were
subtly drawing the turd out of his brother's ass.  The smell of shit rose
around them as he sucked Tom to the edge of climax, and out of the corner
of his eye Jim could see his finger as it emerged partially from his
brother's ass, slick and with several streaks of brown shit on it, then he
would plunge it back in, slowly and deeply, and move it around and churn it
there.  He again pulled his finger out slowly and drew the turd along with
it, and out of the corner of his eye he could see as he pulled his finger
entirely out of his brother's asshole that the hole stayed open enough to
see the tip of Tom's turd inside waiting to be let out.  Jim was so turned
on at the thought of Tom taking a shit right there on the bench that it was
enough to make his cock twitch again even though he had just cum.

Was Tom still into that just as he was?  It would be too good to be true.


He continued sucking softly and wetly on Tom's cock and returned his finger
once again to his brother's asshole, touching the turd as it sat just
inside the entrance, wondering if Tom would open up and release it.  As he
did so Tom's cock suddenly got harder and bigger in his mouth.  Tom cried
out, "Hey bro, I'm gonna cum!" and within seconds his cock started
exploding with cum inside Jim's mouth as Jim continued stroking the hard
shaft, milking his brother's cock for every drop of cum as he shoved his
finger into the log of shit inside his brother's ass, feeling the hot
thickness of the turd engulf the tip of his finger, and then as he felt
Tom's cock weaken and begin to soften he let it drop from his mouth and
hand and then he slowly withdrew his finger from Tom's ass, which had
tightened up as he had his orgasm, keeping the turd inside of him.  Jim's
finger had major streaks of brown shit on it, and Jim brought it to his
nose and sniffed.  The smell of shit was heavy in the air, and Tom looked
up at him and said, "That was great, bro.  Hey, does it still smell as good
as it did a while ago?"  Jim grinned and said, "Mighty fine, my brother.
Just like when we were kids out in the woods, the smell still does
something to me."  He reached his finger down and allowed Tom to smell his
finger, and Tom not only smelled it but engulfed it in his mouth once
again, sucking the remnants of his own shit from his brother's finger.
When Jim pulled his finger from Tom's mouth it was clean and glistening.
They then rose and put their workout clothes back on, both of them still
basking in the warm glow of the hot sex they had just shared.



They climbed the stairs and Jim prepared to head out the door and home.

"Well, that was quite the workout!" Tom exclaimed, and the two of them
laughed.  Jim agreed and said, "We haven't done anything nasty like that
since we were kids, with Chuck and Lester out in the old woods together.  I
admit I really used to enjoy those little episodes, and I've jacked off to
the memories many a time."


Tom replied, "Well, that makes two of us. I've sprayed a lot of cum
remembering times where one of us would drop a load in the leaves out
beneath that huge oak tree we used to climb around in.

Do you play with yourself, I mean your asshole, when you jack off?  `Cause
I gotta say, your finger down there just a minute ago felt pretty damn
good."

Jim snorted, "Does the pope shit in the woods, I mean, does a bear shit in
the woods?  You better believe I do.  And more than that."  He was heading
out the door and he and Tom gave each other a quick firm hug.


"'More than that,' eh?"  Tom said.

"Well well," and he smiled.  Jim smiled back and then waved as he headed
down the walk.  Tom looked after him and called out, "Hey bro, let's get
together next week for another workout!"  Jim called back, "You got it,
bro.  I'm already there."  He was already thinking about what else he and
his brother could and would do the next time they would get together.  This
was going to be interesting.