Date: Thu, 5 Mar 2009 17:53:10 +0000
From: Scat Boy <coproman69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Out of Bounds 2

Out of Bounds - Part 2 (M/m/f, oral, anal, spit, ws, scat)
by Coproman


After my wild experience with Jamaal, I found it hard to focus on anything
else for the rest of the day.  And when I finally went to bed, I was hoping
to dream about my upcoming encounter.  Well, I DID dream about having sex,
but not with Jamaal and his girlfriend.  Instead I found myself back in my
Brooklyn apartment, sitting naked in the same easy chair that Jamaal had
occupied the day before, and standing in front of me was Robbie, the kid
who had rebuffed my advances then squealed on me, exposing my scat fetish
to the whole neighborhood, which eventually forced me to move. He was
dressed in the same blue jeans, tee shirt and baseball cap he'd worn the
last time he'd dropped by.  This time, though, instead of giving me a look
of apprehension, the cute 14-year-old smiled at me while stroking the
prominent bulge in his crotch.

"Tell me again," he suddenly said, a devilish glint in his dark eyes. "What
was it you wanted me to do?"

Now all of my apprehension was gone as well, and leaning forward I boldly
said, "I want you to take a shit right in my fuckin' mouth!"

Robbie's smile widened even as his brow furrowed, and he began to stroke
that growing bulge even more vigorously.  "And what you gonna do after I do
it?"

"I'm gonna EAT it!"

"You gonna eat my fuckin' SHIT?"

"Yeah," I said, panting as I began to tug at my super-hard cock.  "I'm
gonna eat your fuckin' shit right out of your fuckin' asshole!"

"Only a fuckin' freak would do something that fuckin' nasty," Robbie said.
"So you must be a fuckin' freak, right?"

"Yeah, I'm a fuckin' freak!  I'm the biggest fuckin' shit freak in the
whole fuckin' world!"

"Then come get it, freak!"

Turning his back to me, Robbie instantly tugged down his jeans and
underwear, revealing that perfect light-skinned bubble butt I had longed to
see; he then bent over, reached back, and spread his cheeks apart,
uncovering his pouting, pregnant anus.

I practically leaped out of my chair and dropped to my knees behind the
boy.  I could already see the tip of the dark-brown turd poking out of his
bulging butthole.  First I pressed my nose against it, sniffing the rich
aroma of the boy's shit, then I fitted my lips over it, connecting myself
to the boy, and as soon as he felt this, Robbie shoved his ass in my face
and released his sphincter.

"Eat my shit, you fuckin' fag!"

Suddenly a thick turd pushed into my mouth so quickly that it lodged in my
throat, choking me. I tried to cough it up, but the harder I tried, the
more shit filled my mouth.  Realizing that I could neither breathe nor
swallow, I tried to pull away but couldn't move; it was as if my lips were
super-glued to the boy's anus and my knees stuck to the floor.

"No, bitch, you ain't goin' NOwhere till you eat it ALL!"

That's when I began to panic, trying desperately to separate myself from
Robbie's ass, and through the entire ordeal I could hear the 14-year-old
cackling like a demon as he continued to shit in my mouth.  I was just
about to pass out when--BOOM!--I woke up on the floor...with the sheet
stuffed in my mouth.

I was both relieved and disappointed that I had simply been dreaming.  It
was nice to finally get from Robbie what I'd wanted for so long, even if I
DID choke on it, but getting the real thing from Jamaal yesterday was ten
times better than a stupid dream, and the idea that I might be getting more
of the real thing today from his freaky little girlfriend had me dying to
meet her.

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Of course the hours dragged by.  I tried reading, then watching TV, then
listening to music, but no matter what I did I simply couldn't keep my mind
off Jamaal and Ydania.  (The slight soreness I felt in my asshole may have
had something to do with that too.)  When the clock hit 1:00 P.M. and they
still hadn't shown up, I started thinking that maybe they weren't coming.
Maybe Jamaal's plan all along was to find his way into my apartment, use
me, and leave.  Maybe he never intended to return, with or without his
girlfriend.  Maybe there WAS no girlfriend.  And now that he'd had his way
with me, maybe HE would blow the whistle on me too, forcing me to move
again!  For the next hour I tormented myself with doubt after doubt until I
was an emotional wreck.

Then, at exactly 2:00 P.M., the doorbell rang.

Startled, I dashed to the door and popped open the peephole.  When I looked
outside, I saw a very attractive teenaged couple smiling and waving at me.

"Just a sec."  Breathing a big sigh of relief, I unlocked the door even
faster than I had for Jamaal the day before.  "Come in, come in," I said as
the pair strode past me.  After rapidly relocking the door, I leaned up
against it and, smiling, just looked at them.

"Wow.  You two are really here."

"Yup," said Jamaal.  "I bet you thought we wasn't comin', right?"

"Uhh...no comment," I said, chuckling.

Jamaal was wearing the same basketball outfit he'd worn the day before, and
he looked just as luscious in it.  But as good looking as Jamaal was, I
couldn't stop staring at Ydania.  With her green eyes, pert nose, and full
lips, all set in a creamy complexion, she was stunning, even more beautiful
than I'd imagined.  And her high cheekbones and flowing dark-brown hair
just added to her natural beauty.  She was wearing a bright red tee shirt
that hugged her perky little tits and faded low-rider blue jeans that
hugged her cute little ass.

But her size caught me off guard.  She was only about 4'9" and maybe 90
pounds soaking wet.  In other words, a munchkin.  Right away I worried
about accidentally hurting her, because she was so petite she looked like
she might break if things got rough.  But I quickly reminded myself that
she and Jamaal had been doing their thing for a while, and since I was
pretty sure that neither of them was into gentle lovemaking, I decided
maybe her size wouldn't be a problem after all.

"So you're the shit geek, huh?" Ydania suddenly said, staring as steadily
at me as I was at her.

I was so startled by her directness that all I could do was stand there
with my mouth open (probably accompanied by a ridiculous smile, which is
what usually happens whenever I'm left speechless).

Ydania turned to Jamaal. "You're right.  He IS kinda cute for a old guy."

I tried not to take her backhanded compliment too personally, but it did
remind me of the difference in our ages.  Even if I added theirs together,
I'd still have to tack on another year to reach mine.  And whatever we
ended up doing together in bed would get me thrown in jail in every state
of the union.  But, of course, these facts only served to heighten my
excitement and anticipation.

"So how'd my boyfriend's dick feel up your ass?" she now asked me, smiling.
"Good, right?"

"...uhhh--"

"And you probably have a fucking sore throat after sucking on that thing,
don't you?"

"...uhhh--"

"And I hope you didn't choke on that shitload of come he shot down your
throat."

"...uhhh--"

Again she turned to Jamaal.  "What's wrong with this guy, Papi?  All he can
say is 'uhhh,' like he still has your dick in his mouth or something."

Jamaal laughed.  "Yo, I think you stunned him."

"Well, then, I guess I shouldn't even bother asking him what it was like
eating your shit."

"Prob'ly not," Jamaal said, chuckling.

"Then I'll ask YOU," Ydania said, snuggling up to her boyfriend and
sniffing his armpit.  "So, Papi, did that old man do a good job eating your
doodie?"

Winking at me, Jamaal said, "Yup, he done pretty good."

"And did he lick your shitty asshole after he finished?"

"Yup, he cleaned me up good."

Staring at me with an evil grin, Ydania said, "Well, then, it sounds like
he's exactly the kind of nasty little motherfucker we've been looking for,
doesn't it."

"Yup."

I was glad to hear that she thought so, but she had indeed stunned me, just
like Jamaal had said, which was why I was still just standing there
gawking.  She wasn't just forward; she was forward and vulgar.  Being "old
school," I had always been taught that it was okay for guys to curse but a
strict no-no for young ladies, especially ladies as young and gorgeous as
Ydania.  So to hear this cute 14-year-old cussing like a sailor was
shocking, to say the least.  At the same time it was a tremendous turn-on,
if for no other reason than the disparity of such nasty words coming from
such lovely lips.

"So," I said, surprised to hear the sound of my own voice as I kept my eyes
fixed on Ydania and rubbed my hands together.  "What do we do first?"

Glaring at me, Ydania announced, "Well, the first thing WE'RE gonna do is
me and my boyfriend are gonna fuck, and YOU'RE gonna watch us."

"Okay," I said, nodding slowly as my cock twitched in anticipation.  "I can
do that."

"Good.  So where the fuck is the bedroom, old man?"

"Back there," I said, pointing down the hall.

Grabbing Jamaal's arm, the petite girl sashayed away with her boyfriend in
tow.  I just watched them, remarking to myself on the foot-plus difference
in their heights as I followed them into the bedroom, and eager to see how
such a mismatched pair looked doing their thing.

"Hey, a king-sized bed," said Ydania.  "Good.  That'll give us plenty of
room to fuck."

In a flash Ydania began to strip, casually undressing right in front of me
as though she'd done it a thousand times before.  When she was nude, it was
easy to see why she was so comfortable without clothes on: Her 14-year-old
body was about as flawless as a young teenaged girl's body could be.  Not a
single blemish marred her smooth, tight skin, and I could tell that Ydania
knew how impressed I was by her body because she kept grinning at me and
posing to show it off.  Soon, though, she was hurrying Jamaal and me to
finish undressing.  When we did, she hopped up on my bed, got on her knees,
and bent way over, putting her little light-skinned butt on prominent
display.

"Come over here and kiss my ass, old man."

Before I moved I glanced at Jamaal, not to get his permission or anything
but to see how he was reacting to his girlfriend's command to me.  When I
saw him just standing there in the buff, smiling and stroking his hard
cock, I figured he was okay with--or, more accurately, USED TO--having her
run the show.

Climbing onto the bed, I crouched behind Ydania and gave her a loud, wet
smooch right on her anus.  Then I got serious, spreading it open with my
thumbs, sniffing its shitty aroma, then worming my tongue as far up inside
it as I could.

"Yeah, old man, lick my asshole!  Lick the fucking SHIT out of it!"

I could tell how much Ydania was enjoying my actions by the way her
sphincter clutched at my tongue, as if trying to pull it even further
inside her hot little hole.  After playing anal tug-of-war for a few
minutes, Ydania instructed me to pull my tongue out of her poop chute and
just press my lips over it.  I did as I was told and waited.  Immediately I
felt her body tense up; afterwards there was a loud "brrrrrrrrp!"
accompanied by a rush of warm air into my mouth.

"Oooo, I heard that!" said Jamaal.

"Mmmmmm!" I responded.

"That was your appetizer, old man," said Ydania.  "Did you like it?"

"Mmm-hmm!" I hummed, rubbing my face in her ass crack as I slowly breathed
her funky fumes out through my nose.

"That's because you're just like what came outta my ass: a nasty old fart!"
she giggled, wiggling her little ass in my face before lying flat and
flipping onto her back.  "But now you have to wait, nasty old fart, 'cause
I need some dick, and yours ain't big enough to do nothing for me."

Humiliated by her put-down, I felt even worse when Jamaal smirked at me
then pushed me out of the way, lifted Ydania's legs onto his shoulders, and
unceremoniously plunged his ten-inch rod into her sopping snatch.

"¡Coño!" Ydania screamed, shivering all over.  Hearing her, I was afraid
that my fears about her frailness had been realized and that Jamaal had
hurt her.  But then I heard a giggle followed by, "Damn, Papi, I think I
can feel that shit in the back of my fucking throat!"

Snickering in response, Jamaal wasted no time with preliminaries.  He
simply began to fuck the 14-year-old as hard as he could as she hugged his
neck.  Because he was big for his age and she was small for hers, it looked
like a grown man fucking a little girl, so watching them was making me
especially horny.  I crawled over until I right behind the couple, admiring
the way Jamaal's glutes flexed, his smooth light-skinned ass bobbed up and
down, and his balls flopped around as his cock pistoned Ydania's pussy.
Along with the creaking of the bed and the slapping of skin against skin,
there was a grunt from him and a yip from her with every in-stroke.

"Yeah, fuck me, Papi!" Ydania suddenly screamed.  "Fuck my pussy like you
fucked that old man's ass yesterday!"

I was certain that every neighbor within earshot of my apartment had heard
her, but I didn't care.  Besides, "Papi" and "old man" could be anybody,
and somehow the idea that Ydania wanted her boyfriend to do to her what he
had done to me was both flattering and a tremendous turn-on.  I also took
it as a tacit invitation to join them, but I held back because I was
enjoying so much being the sole spectator at this teenage sex show.

Soon the two of them began to sweat, and the heat rising off their bodies
permeated the air with the odor of raw sex, intoxicating me to the point
where I couldn't resist moving even closer to them, so close that one
errant outstroke by Jamaal would probably have broken my nose.  But a part
of me needed to be as close as possible to these two young people as they
fucked, almost as if my proximity to their youth would bring back my own.

With the way they were going at it, though, I knew that the curtain on this
performance would be coming down pretty quickly, so I wasn't surprised when
about five minutes later, after banging Ydania's box like it was the last
pussy he'd ever get to fuck, Jamaal suddenly cried out, stiffened, and
crammed his cock as far up inside his little girlfriend's coochie as he
could get it.

"Fuck!  I'm comin'!" the 15-year-old yelled as his body began to twitch and
twitter.  "Take it, Dani!"

"Yeah, Papi, fill me up with your fuckin' come so that old man can lick it
outta me!  I wanna see him eat that shit!  And speaking of shit," she
added, sliding her hands down Jamaal's back and grabbing his ass, "kiss his
shitty ass, old man!"  And she promptly spread his cheeks, and I promptly
pressed my face between them and thrust my tongue in his anus.

"Nngh!" the teenaged stud grunted, as he too clutched at my tongue with his
sphincter.  "Yeah, lick it, dude!  Lick my fuckin' ass!"

Jamaal's asshole was warm and moist and smelled of shit, just like
Ydania's, and the idea that she was watching me lick him and looking
forward to seeing me suck out of her snatch what he was pumping into it
pushed my orgasm so close the edge that I had to stop licking for a moment
and inhale deeply through my nose to calm down my overexcited libido.

It took a couple of minutes for Jamaal's sphincter to stop spasming and for
his and Ydani's breathing to become a little less ragged.  Slipping my
tongue out of his anus, I sat back and watched in fascination as it flexed
yet again, spitting out a frothy gob of saliva, which oozed down his
perineum and onto his balls.  Then Jamaal turned his head and, smiling,
said, "Hey, dude, I made a nice creampie for you, so make sure you eat it
all, okay?"

I nodded like a sugar-addicted child waiting for dessert, and as Jamaal
pulled his dick out of Ydania's cunt, I was ready to dive in and slurp up
every drop of the 15-year-old's slimy seed.  But when the head of his cock
finally popped out of her pussy, Ydania clasped her hand over her cooze and
closed her legs.

"No, not yet, old man.  I wanna see it coming outta my cunt and going into
your fucking mouth, so lay on your back and put your head right here," she
said, patting a spot on the mattress.  I quickly got into position and
Ydania, still holding on to her pussy, rolled on top of me and straddled my
face.

"Okay.  Now open your mouth nice and wide, old man.  But don't swallow, ya
hear?"

When I nodded, she pulled her hand away from her pussy.  I gazed anxiously
into the puffy redness of her ravaged teenaged twat, expecting Jamaal's
come to ooze out of her in long lazy strands.  But, to my surprise, when
the girl flexed her muscles and her cunt pursed open, his ball juice
squirted out of her, very much as it would`ve squirted out of his cock,
then continued to pour out in a steady, sticky stream.

"Damn, Papi!" Ydania remarked as she watched my mouth fill up with her
boyfriend's splooge.  "I knew you came a lot this time, but I didn't know
them balls was THAT full!"

"Yo, that's 'cause I got so horny last night thinkin' about comin' over
here today."

So I'm not the only one, I said to myself.  But my balls certainly hadn't
stored up anything like the shitload of semen he'd pumped into Ydania's
pussy, and I lay there in awe as it continued to drain out of her until my
mouth was literally brimming with come, upon which she spun around and
joined her boyfriend in staring into my mouth.

"Shit!  There must be at least a hundred fucking babies' worth of come in
there," she snickered; then, "Okay, old man, let me see you swallow that
shit."

It took two gulps, but I managed to swallow all of the boy's spunk, and I
relished the feeling of it oozing down my throat.

"So how that shit taste, old man?  Good, right?"

"Delicious," I said, smiling and licking my lips.  "You should try it."

"Oh, I will," she said, her eyes brightening.  "I'm gonna try YOURS."

Right away my heart started beating a lot faster and my smile got a lot
bigger.

"Can I assume from that stupid grin on your face that you like the idea of
getting a blow job from me?"

I just nodded, and I think my dick twitched too.

"Yeah, I thought so.  Okay.  Just stay put...and try not to come too fast."

With that Ydania scooted around, spread my thighs and, holding the base of
my cock, slipped the head in her mouth, making me gasp.  Then she began to
slide her lips up and down my shaft while I clawed the sheets and stared at
the ceiling, trying like hell to hold my orgasm at bay.  Once I managed
that, I propped myself up on my elbows to watch the girl at work.

Just seeing the 14-year-old's pink lips stretched around my brown dick
while her head bobbed up and down was enough to make me go right back to
fighting my orgasm, and when she looked up at me and winked, I had to fight
even harder.  So while I was indeed staying put, I was finding it very hard
to meet Ydania's additional request of not coming too fast.  I ended up
lying flat and staring up at the ceiling again to make my libido cooperate.
But then I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Yo, dude, open your mouth.  I gotta go."

I looked to the side to see Jamaal kneeling there holding his semi-hard
cock.  Instead of saying anything, I just focused on the ceiling again
while opening my mouth as wide as I could. Jamaal moved around until he was
right over my face, giving me a great view of his ass cheeks, shithole,
balls and dick.  Then he and Ydania must have signaled each other with
their eyes, or something, because she stopped sucking me for about half a
second and he inched back enough for me to see his face as he looked down
at me and pursed his lips.

"Ugh!" I responded as Jamaal's spit hit my face.  I'm guessing it was
supposed to go in my mouth, but it ended up mostly in my eye.  Ydania
immediately pulled her lips off my cock.

"Damn, Papi, you can't aim no better than that?  Work up another loogie,
and this time spit it in the right place."

Jamaal began to hock and snort, keeping his mouth closed the whole time
while I kept mine open and waited, once again enjoying the feeling of
Ydania's experienced lips on my cock.  By focusing on Jamaal, I was a
little less worried about climaxing too soon.  It took nearly a minute for
the 15-year-old fox to work up a sufficient amount of spit, phlegm and
snot, upon which he backed up, leaned over until his lips were only a few
inches above mine, and launched the big nasty wad straight into my mouth.

"Mm-hm, Mm-hm," Ydania said, this time apparently satisfied with the
results as she continued to suck me off; and when I swirled the slime
around in my mouth and swallowed, there was another approving "mm-hm" from
her.  But when I closed my mouth, I again felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Nah, man, open up again.  I still gotta go."

I eagerly complied and was pleased to see Jamaal hovering over my head
again, this time aiming his cock at my mouth.  About a half second later, a
stream of piss hit my tongue, the acrid flow rapidly increasing in strength
until my mouth was full, forcing me to swallow at the back of my throat to
keep it from overflowing.

"Mm-hm!  Mm-hm!" Ydania honked again, obviously enjoying the sight of her
boyfriend pissing down my throat as she continued to give me head.

I was still trying to hold back my orgasm, but the multitude of sensations
was making that impossible, and I soon found myself surrendering to my sex
drive.  Fortunately the finale could not have been more perfectly
coordinated: I came right after swallowing the last mouthful of Jamaal's
piss--moaning, trembling, clawing the sheets, and curling my toes as I
pumped a healthy load of semen into Ydania's mouth.

Afterward, as I lay there basking in the afterglow, Ydania slowly pulled
her lips off my shrinking dick then crawled up and stared down into my face
wearing a big cat-that-swallowed-the-canary smile.  Since she hadn't said a
word since I'd climaxed, I figured out that she hadn't swallowed my come.
But when I opened my mouth to receive it, she shook her head and wagged her
finger at me.  Then she used that same finger to beckon her boyfriend, who,
after giving me his piss, had backed away again and was sitting somewhere
off to the side of me.  He crawled over, and with their faces right above
mine they exchanged a sloppy kiss.  I watched in delight as Ydania pushed
my sperm into his mouth, some of it dripping onto my face in the process.
Of course Jamaal eagerly sucked it up, after which he looked down at me and
smiled.

"Not bad, dude."

I wasn't sure if he was referring the taste of my come or the amount, but
it didn't really matter.  The mere fact that he had said something positive
to me after I'd shot my load in his girlfriend's mouth and she'd fed it to
him was gratifying enough.  It was a nice counterpoint to Ydania's
put-downs.

"Hey, old man, I know you need time to recover before that little
peashooter of yours is ready to go again, but I'm going to help you out
with that."

"Really?"

"Really.  But we need to get on the floor 'cause I don't wanna mess up the
bed."

My heart instantly started racing again.  "Mess it up doing what?"

Instead of answering, Ydania gave me another cryptic smile and said, "Just
get on the floor, old man."

I could hear Jamaal's piss sloshing around in my stomach as I maneuvered
myself off the bed and onto the floor.  And if I'd read Ydania's signals
right, there would soon be something of hers floating in that piss.  So
without lifting a finger she had already helped me out because I could feel
my dick re-hardening from the sheer anticipation of what she was probably
about to do.

But when Ydania saw me on my back, she shook her head and said, "Nah.
Hands and knees is better."

Jamaal joined us on the floor, lying on his back with his knees bent
slightly and his legs splayed, and Ydania climbed on top of him in a
sixty-nine.  Despite the profound difference in their heights, their
genitals lined up perfectly with each other's mouths.  But I was no longer
sure what the 14-year-old had in mind for me until she widened her knees
and got into a low crouch, pushing her ass up high while keeping her head
and torso low.

"Now get behind me, old man, and when you see it...well, you know what to
do."

I felt more stirrings in my loins as I assumed the position, which was even
better than being face-up since it allowed me to glance down at her
handsome boyfriend every now and then to see how he was reacting to
everything.  But it turned out that wasn't the only reason she wanted him
there.

"You guys ready?"

Jamaal's "yup" and my "yeah" were uttered at the same time, after which
there was silence as we waited for Ydania.  Taking a deep breath, she
lowered her head even more, sticking her nose in the crack of Jamaal's ass
while he lifted his head to stare into her pussy and I eased mine back to
get a better look at her asshole.  A few more seconds passed before
Ydania's anus began to stretch open, and it was both amazing and beautiful
to watch it expand well over an inch in diameter and begin to expel the
thick brown column that filled her bowels.  Wanting Jamaal to get a good
look at what his girlfriend's asshole was giving birth to, I waited until
the last second--when so much of the big turd had pushed out of her that it
began to head in his direction--before leaning in, catching it in my mouth,
and sealing my lips over the her anus.  As soon as I did, I heard the
unmistakable sound of piss filling an open mouth accompanied by a "Mmph!
Mmph!" as the boy below me struggled to swallow the sudden deluge.  And
Ydania didn't seem to be holding back at all, apparently enjoying the fact
that Jamaal was having a hard time drinking her urine.

"Yeah, take it, you nasty fuckers!" said Ydania.  "I've been saving it up
for you guys, so eat, drink, and fucking be merry!"

Now gurgling and gulping were the predominant sounds in the room as the
little Puerto Rican relieved herself in our mouths.  And speaking of
sounds, I know how weird it sounds to say that someone is experienced at
taking a shit in someone else's mouth, but that was indeed the case with
Ydania.  She seemed to know almost instinctively just how much turd I could
manage without choking, for she was feeding me hers length by nasty length,
releasing just enough to fill my mouth then tugging in her sphincter to
give me a chance to chew it up and slurp it down before giving me the next
mouthful.  Meanwhile Jamaal had sealed his lips over her cunt and was now
steadily swallowing her hot piss.

For a moment I thought about the absurdity of a 14-year-old girl using her
boyfriend and an adult male neighbor as human toilets.  But what was even
more absurd was that both her boyfriend and the adult male neighbor were
not only eager to be used in just that way but craved it and would rather
have been right where we were, doing what we were doing, than anyplace else
in the world.

It took a while but Ydania eventually finished going to the bathroom in our
mouths, sighing as she squeezed out the last piece of poop and squirted out
the last drops of pee.

"Damn, I had to go BAD," she said.  "But that shit felt GOOD coming out."
Still on her hands and knees, she turned all the way around and smiled down
at Jamaal.  "So, Papi, how'd my piss taste?"

He smacked his lips a few times then said, "Kinda like apple juice."

"Yeah, that figures, 'cause I've been drinking a lot of that shit lately."
She proceeded to give him a long, wet kiss then looked up at me, licked her
lips, and smiled.  "What about you, old man?  How'd my shit taste?"

I held up a finger, indicating to her that I needed to finish chewing and
swallowing the last of it before I could answer her.  Finally gulping it
down, I too smacked my lips and, smiling back at her, said, "Like shit."

She laughed.  "Good answer.  At least you didn't say 'like chocolate' or
some shit like that, 'cause that would've been a lie, and I would've told
you to go fuck yourself.  But because you were honest, you're gonna get to
use that peashooter of yours on me...which, by the way, I notice is hard
again."

"Yo, so's mine," said Jamaal, snickering.

Ydania laughed again.  "Shit, Papi, yours is ALWAYS hard!  But when you get
old like him, it's not that easy.  You have to rest a while and get your
freak on and whatnot before you can get it up again.  So give the old guy
his props."

While Jamaal laughed, I smiled wryly, again taking Ydania's words in
stride.  In all honesty, I had to admit that a part of me WANTED her to
humiliate me, I guess because, as a sexual predator, I felt guilty about
what I did and who I did it with and, therefore, believed I deserved to be
put down.  At the same time, there was also something about a 14-year-old
gal putting down a 30-year-old guy that was also a tremendous turn-on for
me, very much like the cursing, and being the object of it made me feel a
lot less guilty about what I was.

"So you ready to fuck me, old man?"

"Yep," I said, smiling and nodding.

"Good.  But I don't wanna do it in here," said Ydania.  "I wanna do it in
the same chair my boyfriend fucked your ass in.  So let's go."

Springing up, she pranced out the door.  Jamaal and I looked at each other
and shrugged.  We tried to spring up too, but our stomachs were too full,
so he pulled himself up then helped me up, and together we dragged ass into
the living room.  By the time we got there, Ydania was already sprawled out
in the lounge chair, her legs thrown over the arms and her hairless crotch
wide open as she played with her pussy.  Since I had yet to get a direct
taste of it, I dropped down in front of her, stuck my face between her
legs, and jammed my tongue in her hot box.

"¡Ay!" she gasped, grabbing my head and thrusting her hips up.  Reaching
underneath her, I cupped her ass cheeks and lifted her up to complete our
connection.

"Yeah, dude, eat that pussy!" Jamaal urged me as I slobbered over his
girlfriend's snatch.  To be as young as she was, she was creaming like
crazy, which was another clue to me why it was so easy for her to take
Jamaal's ten inches with almost no prep.  On top of that her juice was so
tasty that if she'd allowed me to do nothing more than eat her, I could
have done so all day long and still been a happy camper by the time she
left.

It took only a few minutes of tongue work to bring Ydania off.  Yelping and
jerking as if she'd been poked with a cattle prod, she pulled my hair,
crushing her cunt against my lips, and began to quiver from head to toe.

"¡Coño!  Eat my fuckin' cunt, old man!  Your old ass ain't never gonna
taste no pussy this good, so you better suck it up while you can!"

Now, instead of just creaming, she was squirting into my mouth; and, no, it
wasn't piss either because the taste was completely different.  I slurped
up as much of it as I could, but there was so much that I couldn't stop it
from running down her ass crack and leaving a big wet spot on the cushion.
After her climax subsided, I pulled my head back and smiled at the
14-year-old.  Her face had a nice red post-orgasmic glow to it as she
smiled back at me.

"Damn, old man, you eat pussy good."

"Well, I've had a few years of practice."

"Yeah, I could tell that tongue knew what it was doing.  Now let's see if
that dick does too.  Come on.  Sit down."

She pulled herself out of the chair and I took her place, sitting smack on
the wet spot she'd left then slouching down to put my crotch near the edge
of the cushion.  Urging me to move my thighs closer together, Ydania
grabbed my shoulders to steady herself then stepped into the chair, placing
her feet on either side of my legs, and slowly squatted over my crotch,
staring directly into my eyes the whole time.  As if on cue, Jamaal, who
was standing beside us, stooped down, reached between my legs, and grabbed
the base of my dick, holding it upright.  Ydania never looked down or back;
she just kept staring at me and squatting until her warm, wet cunt engulfed
the head of my cock, upon which she closed her eyes and we both let out a
breathy moan.  After that, Jamaal pulled his hand away and Ydania opened
her eyes.  Giving me a big evil smile, she squatted all the way down,
swallowing up all five inches of my dick.

"Ooooh!" I gasped, clutching the arms of the chair and shivering as her
cunt contracted on my cock.

"So you like that, huh, old man?" she asked as she began to bob her ass,
sliding her snatch up and down my pole.

"Yeah, I LOVE it," I sighed.

"So what you like better?  Me fucking you or my boyfriend watching me fuck
you?"

"Uhh...both," I said, hoping that was the response she was looking for.

"Good answer AGAIN, old man!  It's 'both' for me too.  Know why?"

"Why?"

"'Cause it makes me REAL horny to know he's watching me fuck you, and
knowing I'm horny makes HIM horny, right Papi?"

"Yup," said Jamaal, who was wearing a crazed smile as he stood there
staring at us while stroking his super-hard cock.

"Now I'm gonna do something to make all of us even hornier," she announced.

Flashing me another evil smile, Ydania again sat all the way down on me,
once more burying my dick in her pussy; then, pulling up a little, she
carefully rotated until, 180 degrees later, she was facing Jamaal.  After
telling him something in Spanish spoken too fast for me to understand, she
grabbed the arms of the chair and pushed, lifting herself off my cock,
which slapped wetly against my belly.  With Ydania's ass hovering over my
crotch, Jamaal again crouched down, reached under her, and grabbed the base
of my dick to hold it upright; then she lowered herself again while Jamaal
aimed my dong until I felt her anus puckering on my knob.

"Oooh!" I responded, as she continued to lower her butt.

Taking a deep breath, Ydania squatted even more until it felt like the
whole weight of her upper body was pressing against the head of my dick.
But there was so much pussy juice on my dick that it took only a second for
me to breach her back door, and as my cockhead sank into her shithole, we
again moaned simultaneously.  When Jamaal let go of me, I gently grasped
his girlfriend's waist as she completed her descent, watching spellbound as
my erection slowly disappeared between the smooth curves of her
heart-shaped ass until that ass was in my lap.

"¡Ay, Dios mío!" Ydania sighed, and I felt her relax as she leaned against
my chest and lay her head on my shoulder.  I tried to relax too, but it was
hard to do with my cock up the 14-year-old's ass, my nose inhaling the
shampoo smell of her hair, and my hands now gently massaging her pert tits.
And the way Ydania's rectum was pulsating around my shaft didn't make
relaxing any easier.  Because I'd already come once, though, I was in less
danger of blowing my wad prematurely, even after Ydania turned her head to
the side and kissed me.

"So how is it, old man?" she asked in almost a whisper.  "You feel any
leftover shit in there?"

"I'm not sure.  Do you feel like you have to go again?"

"Maybe.  But I can't really tell with your dick up my ass, can I?"

"Good point," I admitted.  Suddenly something made me flinch; it turned out
to be Jamaal's tongue trailing across my balls.  Then I felt Ydania flinch
and suck in her breath sharply, and when she began to squirm around in my
lap and her sphincter began to contract around the base of my shaft, I knew
that Jamaal's tongue was exploring the same places in her cunny that mine
had visited only minutes before.

"Ooooh, Papi, that feels SOOOO good!" she moaned as she played with his
hair.  "You suck pussy even better than that old man...and you didn't need
a hundred years of practice, neither."

I felt my dick twitch, a dead giveaway to Ydania that her putdown had once
again excited me.  Flexing her sphincter in response, she turned her head
to the side again and said, "Yeah, that shit makes you horny, don't it, old
man?"  When I grunted in response, she put her lips right next to my ear
and whispered, "That's because you're a sick motherfucker who can't get his
rocks off unless he eats kiddy shit, and whose dick is so small that
jailbait ass is the only kind you can satisfy."

"Ooooh!" I moaned, my cock contracting away as my masochistic mind wallowed
in her verbal abuse.  Sensing that I was close to coming, Ydania reached
down and squeezed my balls hard, making me wince but also staunching my
orgasm.

"Noooooo," she cooed in my ear.  "No, not yet, viejo, not yet.  You need to
keep that come in them balls a little while longer, okay?"

"Unngh...okay," I groaned as my nuts throbbed.

"Good," she said, and she leaned forward a little and began to move her ass
up and down, slowly stroking my shaft with her sphincter, repeatedly
bringing me to the brink of an orgasm then squeezing my balls to keep me
from climaxing.  And the whole time she did this, Jamaal was crouched down
in front of us, stroking himself and smiling as he watched my cock slip in
and out of his girlfriend's asshole.  Finally she sat down on top of me and
leaned up against my chest again.

"Okay, Papi, I'm ready for you."

When Jamaal heard that, his crazed smile got even crazier as he stood up
and moved toward us.  Looking over Ydania's shoulder, I watched in
fascination as he aimed his steely cock at her drooling box and pushed.
She and I both gasped as his pole slid into her.  I could feel it on the
other side of the wall separating her back and front holes, his cockhead
pressing against the lower part of my shaft, then the upper part, then my
glans, then moving past my dick altogether as it made its way up her
vagina.  By the time the last of his ten inches were packed inside her, her
shitter was about twice as tight as it had been before.

"Fuck!" I sighed, thoroughly enjoying the throbbings, pulsations, and
contractions of our genitals but not quite able to sort them all out.  I'd
heard stories about what it was like to be up a female's ass in a
double-penetration, but I'd never had the pleasure of experiencing it.  Now
that I was, it was even better than I had imagined, even though we hadn't
started to fuck yet.  Once again Ydania turned her head back to look at me.

"Yeah, that shit feels good, don't it, old man?"  When I grunted and
nodded, she added, "Well, you can imagine how I feel.  Then again, you
probably can't.  So I'll tell you: Having a dick in your pussy and one up
your ass at the same time--even a peashooter like yours--is about as close
to Heaven as a girl can get."

Considering what I was experiencing, I didn't doubt this at all, and
judging by the spaced-out look on Jamaal's face, he was feeling pretty good
about it too.  And when he started fucking her, he seemed to be feeling
even better about it.  I didn't move.  I didn't have to.  With Jamaal
clutching the arms of the chair and fucking Ydania with the kind of
enthusiasm and energy that can be found only in a horny teenaged boy, all I
did was hold on to his ass and go along for the ride as he basically
masturbated me inside her.

"Yeah, fuck me, Papi!" Ydania screamed.  "Fuck me like you mean it!"

Well, if he didn't mean it now, he never would; and with the way he was
grunting and pumping, shoving her against me and me against the chair as he
pounded her pussy, he also meant to break a few of her bones.  But the last
thing Ydania was feeling was pain as she shivered through an orgasm,
squealing and hugging Jamaal's neck while her rectum spasmed on my cock.
So I was more than a little surprised when, after only a few more strokes,
Jamaal pulled all the way out of her.  I knew he hadn't come yet, so I
wondered if he had simply pulled back too far accidentally.  But when he
didn't put his dick back inside her, I knew something else was up.  Maybe
he HAD been hurting her and Ydania had signaled him to stop.  Before I
could ask, though, she turned her head toward me again and licked my cheek.

"Now I'm going to try to get even CLOSER to Heaven, old man...or Hell."

With those words she nodded to Jamaal, and he grabbed his still-hard,
pussy-juice-coated cock and leaned forward again, only this time I felt the
head pressing directly against my shaft.  My very first thought was, No, he
CAN'T be trying to...!  But when I felt him applying even more pressure and
Ydania began to groan and tremble, I knew for sure that was EXACTLY what he
was trying to do.  And just as I was telling myself that it was impossible,
that he would split his poor little girlfriend in two, I heard Ydania yelp
and felt Jamaal's cock join mine inside her asshole!

"You okay, Dani?" he asked her.

"Yeah, Papi, I'm good," she replied in a strained voice.  "Just give me a
minute to get used to it, okay?"

"Yup."

Well, if I had trouble sorting out all of our genital palpitations before,
now it was impossible, as my dick and Jamaal's seemed to be fused together
inside Ydania's constricted anus.  And when, a couple of minutes later, he
leaned forward and his cock began to slide on top of mine then past it, as
it traveled even further up her ass, it took every trick I knew to hold
back my orgasm.

"Shit!" Ydania gasped as Jamaal bottomed out somewhere beyond her rectum.
Then she freaked me out when she said, "That hurts SO fucking good," the
exact words I'd used when her boyfriend's dick was sliding up my ass, and
as I reflected on the spookiness of it, she threw her arms around his neck
again.  "Venga aqui, Papi."

I squeezed Jamaal's ass as the two teenagers kissed, noisily shuttling spit
between their mouths as they moaned.  When they were done, the 14-year-old
turned her head my way again and grunted.  I pressed my lips against hers
and she drooled what felt like a pint of warm spit into my mouth.  Of
course I swallowed it all.  Afterwards she gave me a peck on the lips then
turned back to Jamaal.

"Okay, Papi, tear my ass up.  And old man, you just stay put like you did
before.  Let him do all the work."

I certainly had no problem with that.  I just hoped, with Jamaal's dick
rubbing up against mine and the vise-like grip Ydania's asshole had on both
of us, that I'd be able to hold out until he came.  So I took another deep
breath, held on tighter to Jamaal's muscular buns, and hoped for the best.

Well, let me tell you--that was one incredibly wicked spin!  Again to my
astonishment, Jamaal didn't seem to be holding back in the least, plowing
away at Ydania's super-stretched asshole in the same brutal way he'd fucked
her pussy.  With every in-stroke the head of his dick would slide along the
length of my shaft then over and past the head of my dick, leaving it
pressing against the middle of his shaft; then he'd pull out, and his huge
cock would ride roughshod over mine in reverse until the head of his dick
was pressing against the bottom of my shaft.  It reminded me of the
sleepovers I used to have with my cousin Tommy when we were around eight
years old.  Right after either his mom or mine had tucked us in (depending
on whose house we were at), Tommy and I would pull our pajama bottoms down;
then he would roll on top of me and we would rub our little peters together
until we both experienced that weird tingly sensation that felt so
wonderful but wiped us out so completely that afterwards we would both fall
asleep.

Now here I was, more than twenty years later, again rubbing dicks with
another guy, only this time a girl was between us and we were doing it in
her asshole. And instead of the dry come Tommy and I used to have back then
as boys, there would be a wet, nasty explosion from each of our cocks that
would flood Ydania's bowels with so much semen she would probably feel like
she was getting a fucking enema.  So, yeah, there was just a slight
difference between my childhood experience and this one.

While I compared and pondered, Ydania yipped and Jamaal grunted, and our
bodies crashed together, causing the chair to creak under our combined
weight.  Having worked up a head of steam, Jamaal was, incredibly, slamming
into her even harder than before, repeatedly ramming her into me, and I
honestly don't know how Ydania managed not to suffer some serious internal
injuries.  But like before, her responses told me that the little size-one
slut was feeling no pain.  If anything she seemed to enjoy this rougher
ride even more, though she would probably have a few black and blue marks
to deal with the next day.

But all good sexual things must eventually end, and even though Jamaal was
doing all the driving, I came first, jerking as if I'd been goosed then
trembling as if I were freezing while holding on as best I could to
Jamaal's bucking, sweating ass.  And the fact that I was shooting my load
mostly along the length of the boy's pistoning rod must have triggered his
orgasm, because about five seconds into my climax, he stiffened, jammed his
boner as far up Ydania's ass as he could, and after screaming "Fuck!  I'm
comin'!" also began to tremble, his turgid tool pulsating wildly against
mine and his slippery glutes spasming in my hands as he blasted load after
load of spunk deep in Ydania's bowels.

"Yeah, Papi, shoot your shit up my ass!  Show that old fart what it's like
when a REAL man comes in a girl's asshole!"

At first all I could feel was Jamaal's dick throbbing next to mine.  A few
seconds later, though, I felt something strange, as if someone were pouring
warm cream all over the head of my cock.  It took another few seconds for
me to realize that it was Jamaal's come.  The load that he had shot further
up Ydania's asshole was draining back down onto my dick and pooling in her
stoppered-up rectum.  This continued for at least another couple of minutes
until, to my amazement, my whole dick was submerged in a sticky sea of
sperm.  Even after that, the boy's boner continued to pulsate until it had
spurted every last drop of semen into his girlfriend's shithole.

"Damn, Papi!" Ydania said as she, either consciously or unconsciously,
flexed her anus on our cocks.  "I feel so full, it's like you took a
fucking piss up my ass!  Did you?"

"Nope," he said.  "Not this time, anyway."

"Well, then, MAYBE I'm feeling some of the old man's come too...though I
doubt it.  But whosever it is, I won't want to waste it, so I'm gonna raise
up real slow, and you guys pull out real slow too, okay?"

Again came a simultaneous "yup" from Jamaal and a "yeah" from me as Ydania
grabbed the arms of the chair, braced herself and began to lift up while
Jamaal pulled back and I pressed my ass into the cushion.  I was the first
to disconnect, my deflating dick exiting the 14-year-old's anus with a
squishy pop.  Now it was just a matter of Jamaal pulling the rest of his
dick out of her, which, after some effort, he finally did, his softening
schlong departing Ydania's dung hole with a louder, squishier pop.  As soon
as he moved out of her way, Ydania stepped out of the chair.  When I
glanced down I was surprised to see only a couple of drops of semen on the
cushion, probably whatever my dick and Jamaal's had dragged out of her when
we'd pulled out.  All the rest she was still holding in her asshole, and I
had a good idea where she intended to dump it.

"Okay, old man, since you already got a taste of pussy-flavored come, you
need to get a taste of ass-flavored come to go with it, so get down on the
floor and open your fucking mouth."

Her words were like a whip cracking at my brain.  Without hesitating I slid
out of the chair and lay on my back on the carpet, gazing up a little
fearfully at Ydania and Jamaal, who were both gazing down at me with their
hands on their hips.

"Look, Papi, that old fucker's so anxious for me to shit come in his mouth
that his fucking dick is already getting hard again."

It was true.  Despite the workout my dick had just gotten, I was so eager
for Ydania to feed me the sperm cocktail in her ass that my cock was
hardening up again only minutes after shooting its load!  But while I was
surprised by this, I wasn't shocked.  I was so turned on by these two young
teenagers that, as I'd hoped, some of my youth had been magically restored,
and my body was responding in ways it hadn't in ten years.

"Before I give it to you, though, you guys need to clean each other's dicks
off, 'cause they're both kinda shitty."

The words had barely left her mouth before Jamaal was climbing on top of me
in a sixty-nine, his deflating cock reeking of Ydania's shit as it dangled
in my face.  I grabbed it between my lips and began to suck on it, and he
did the same to mine.  Noisy tongue-washing followed as we proceeded to
clean each other off.  After a minute or so, we released each other and
smacked our lips at the same time.

"Okay, that's good," said Ydania.  "Now move out the way, Papi, so I can
feed him."

Jamaal crawled down then turned around and crawled back up until we were
nearly face to face; then he edged back to allow just enough room for
Ydania, who was facing away from us, to squat over my face.  I marveled as
I stared up at the girl's asshole.  It was so small and tight that it was
hard to believe that it was the same little opening that had stretched wide
enough to accommodate two cocks, to say nothing of the spunk it was still
holding.  Ahh, the miracle of youthful muscle tone!

"Okay, old man," said the 14-year-old as she looked at me from between her
legs, "open up."

I did, and with Jamaal watching right-side-up from in front of me and
Ydania watching upside-down from behind me, her anus puckered open and,
after expelling a series of wet farts, began to spit a sticky stream of
shit-flavored semen into my mouth. Even with my load mixed in with
Jamaal's, I expected there to be considerably less to swallow than there
had been after he'd come in her pussy.  But I was wrong.  Again I had
underestimated the magnitude of the 15-year-old's virility.  The sperm I
contributed may have added a little extra volume to the overall amount, but
I knew that most of what was now overfilling my mouth and running down my
cheeks belonged to the young stud in front of me.

"Shit, Papi, I think we need to call the Guinness Book of World Records
about you," said Ydania.  "But I don't think there's a category for 'Most
Come Ever Shot Up a Girl's Ass.'"  I glanced at Jamaal and caught him
smiling with pride.  "And I didn't forget you, old man, but I don't think
there's a 'Most Teen Boy Come Swallowed by an Old Fart' category either";
then she paused and added, "But there might be a 'Smallest Dick on an Adult
Male' category."

By this time almost all of Jamaal's sperm had drained out of Ydania's
bowels, as her asshole kissed at me but didn't seem to have anything more
to feed to me.  But just when I thought the show was over, the
14-year-old's sphincter opened up again and a small, wet turd kerplunked
into my splooge-filled mouth.

"Oooo, Papi, that must be some of that 'I'm-not-quite-ready-to-go-yet' shit
you knocked loose up in there, 'cause I didn't even feel it coming down!"
Then, still staring at me from between her legs, Ydania said, "Okay, old
man, swallow it NOW!"

Closing my mouth and my eyes, I gulped once, twice, then a third time to
get the whole spunk-and-shit combo down the hatch and on its way to my
stomach.  Afterwards I opened my mouth and eyes again and stuck out my
tongue so the teen couple could see that I had indeed swallowed it all.

"Good job, old man, good job," Ydania said as she slowly turned around and
sat back on her haunches; then, staring down at me again, her face morphed
into yet another strange expression.  A quick exchange in Spanish between
her and Jamaal followed, and whatever they said caused the boy to snicker.
When Ydania looked down at me again, her evil grin was back.

"Consider yourself lucky, old man, 'cause now you're gonna get to see
something that I guarantee you ain't never seen before."

"Really?" I asked, wondering what new perversion she could possibly come up
with after everything we'd already done.

"Really," she replied, bringing her face even closer to mine and kissing me
on the nose.  "I know my boyfriend told you how I introduced him to
bathroom games."

"Yeah," I said hesitantly, my dick quickly stiffening to nearly full
re-hardness, as if it already knew what she was about to say.

"Well, even though I'm mostly a top now, I've always been, like, AC-DC when
it comes to that, so I like switching up and being a bottom every now and
then.  And since my boyfriend just informed me that he has to take a shit,
guess what?"

"Really?!" I asked again, this time with what I'm sure was yet another
stupid grin on my face.

"Yeah, really, old man.  I'm gonna do for him what you did for me, and
you're gonna get to watch.  See?  I told you it would be somethin' you
ain't never seen before.  So was I right?"

"Yes.  Definitely," I replied, chuckling.  Though this was something I had
hoped for, as I pretended to be Ydania while eating Jamaal's shit the day
before, I couldn't believe that the little 14-year-old was actually going
to do it, and my admiration for her shot up about a hundred points.

"Okay, old man, stop being stunned and get the fuck over here," Ydania said
as she stretched out right beside me on the carpet.  I turned onto my side
to face her, curling up into the fetal position and propping my head up.
She looked over at me long enough to wink then turned her attention back to
Jamaal, who was standing over her, his feet on either side of her torso and
his arms folded.

"Okay, Papi, gimme that ass," said Ydania, looking up at her boyfriend with
an expression that can best be described as a demented.

After snickering again, Jamaal turned around, facing away from Ydania, then
casually bent all the way over at the waist to look at her from between his
long legs.  Right away she began to use her hands to direct him down, not
unlike the way a fellow trucker might help his buddy back into a parking
bay.  Soon the lanky 15-year-old was squatting right over her head, his
asshole poised directly over her mouth.

"Now lift up a little bit, Papi, so Old Man Pervert over here can see it
going in my mouth better."

I just smiled.  Here she was about to have her boyfriend take a shit in her
mouth and she was calling ME a pervert.  Kids!  But things started getting
serious when I heard Jamaal ask, "You ready?" and Ydania responded by
imitating his "Yup."

Fixing my gaze on the boy's pouting anus, I watch in awe as it first
swelled, turning into that familiar little knot I'd seen the day before,
then slowly blossomed open to reveal the tip of a light-brown turd.  A few
inches below, Ydania's mouth was wide open, her tongue sticking out and her
eyes narrowed as Jamaal's sphincter opened wider and wider to allow the
thick log to make its way out of his rectum.  Finally, with the
15-year-old's turd tunnel stretched open about and inch and a half wide,
his shit popped loose, pushing rapidly into his girlfriend's mouth.

"Yeah, eat it, Dani!" said Jamaal.  "Eat my fuckin' shit!"

I watched in amazement as the pretty 14-year-old shut her eyes and, like a
sword swallower, took the entire length of her boyfriend's turd down her
throat without even chewing!  It was truly the most incredible thing I'd
ever seen, just like she said it would be, and as the shit was sliding down
her esophagus, Ydania looked over at me and winked again.  After a couple
of hard swallows and a deep breath she was ready for Round Two.

"Hey, Papi, you still gotta go?"

"Yup."

"So give me the rest."

Again Ydania opened her mouth wide, her now shit-coated tongue now
trembling in nervous anticipation; and Jamaal, taking a quick look
underneath himself to make sure he was still on target, went back to moving
his bowels.  This time some slightly softer shit descended in a thick rope
into the young teenager's mouth; and Ydania, I guess to show off her
versatility, simply kept her mouth wide open and allowed the smelly shit to
coil up inside it in a big pile.  It was well past overflowing, not only
filling her mouth but covering her chin and falling onto her neck, when she
looked at me, winked again, then began to make these terrible guttural
noises, as though she were choking.  I was afraid she might actually BE
choking until I noticed that Jamaal didn't seem the least bit concerned, as
he nonchalantly stood up, turned around, and looked down at his little
girlfriend.

"She okay?" I whispered.

"Yup," he whispered back, smiling.  "Just watch."  Then he again yelled at
her, "Eat that shit, Dani!"

As I continued to stare at the mound of shit in Ydania's mouth, I was
astonished to see it getting smaller and smaller as she slurped it down, at
times stopping to chew but mostly just swallowing the chunks of turd whole,
just like before.  In a few minutes her mouth was empty.  All that remained
was the shit on her chin and neck, and most of that disappeared too after
Jamaal used his foot to push it into her mouth.  Another couple of hard
swallows later, Ydania licked her lips and grinned at me.  Jamaal's shit
was all over her teeth and huge smears of it still covered the bottom of
her face and her neck.

"Kiss me, old man," she said, and I didn't hesitate to lean over and give
her a long, sloppy, tongue-swabbing smackeroo.  When I finally came up for
air, she asked, "So how does my boyfriend's shit taste?"  But before I
could answer, she giggled and said, "Oh, wait--you already know!"  Then she
looked up at Jamaal and said, "Well, big boy, you just gonna stand there or
are you gonna give me somethin' to wash down that fuckin' five-course meal
you just fed me?"

"I don't think I have no more," said Jamaal.

"Shit."  Then she surprised me again when she looked at me and said, "What
about you, old man?  You gotta piss?"

"Like a motherfucker," I said.  "But my dick is so hard after watching you
guys, I don't think I can get any to come out, right now."

"That's okay.  My boyfriend'll take care of that for you, won't you, Papi?"

"You mean...suck his dick?"

"No, Papi," Ydania said as sweetly as she could, "I mean, take his dick up
your fucking ass."

I looked up at Jamaal to see his reaction, and for the first time I saw a
twinge of fear on his face.

"...uhh...but, yo, I ain't never done that before."

"I know, but since you just took a shit and you didn't wipe or nothin',
you're nice and open and lubricated back there," she explained.  "And since
the old man's dick is about the same size as my little seven-year-old
brother's wee wee, you probably won't even feel that shit when he puts it
in you."

Of course her put-down did nothing to decrease the size of my erection,
because the idea that Ydania wanted me to ass-fuck her handsome boyfriend,
coupled with his reluctance to get fucked, was making me WAY too hot to be
any less horny.  I'm not sure it did anything to quell Jamaal's fear,
though, because he just stood there staring at Ydania with pleading eyes.
But instead of sympathizing, she grew impatient.  This was what she wanted,
and whatever it took he was going to do it for her...whether he wanted to
or not.

"Come on, Papi; the longer you wait, the more your little butthole's gonna
close up again after droppin' them big ol' bombs in my mouth.  Then you
WILL feel his weiner in your hiney.  So come on," she said.  "Right now.
Get on me in a sixty-nine."

Though it was clear that Jamaal was still apprehensive, I knew he wouldn't
deny his freaky little friend her fantasy, and seconds later he had assumed
the position, his face hovering over Ydani's pussy while his dick dangled
over her nose.  I got on my hands and knees and crawled around until
Jamaal's ass was right in my face and Ydania's face was right below.
Exchanging glances, the 14-year-old and I silently agreed to try to calm
the boy down, so she lifted her head, catching the crown of his cock
between her lips, and began to suck him, while I spread his ass cheeks
apart and speared my tongue up his shit-smeared hole.

"Shit!" Jamaal sighed, shivering in response to the dual sensations.

For the next couple of minutes there were no words, just slurping and
moaning as Ydania and I soaked the handsome young stud in so much saliva
that when we finally pulled our lips away, my spit was dripping out of his
asshole and hers off the head of his dick.

"Okay, I think he's ready now," said Ydania, after which she told Jamaal,
"Now, Papi, when you feel him trying to put it in you, be sure to push out
like you're taking a shit and it'll go right in, okay?"

"...yup."

Then she looked up at me and whispered, "Hold his waist and put it in him
REAL slow, old man.  I don't want him freaking out and trying to pull away
from you."

When I nodded, Ydania pulled her arms from between Jamaal's legs and,
reaching up, used her thumbs to spread his asshole open as much as
possible.  I inched up until the head of my cock was nestled firmly against
his anus.  Then I got a good grip on his waist and, after taking a deep
breath, pulled his hips back while pushing mine forward.

"Nngh!" the teenager gasped, flinching as my glans penetrated his anus and
his sphincter grabbed it.

"Good work, old man," I heard from under me.  "You got in on the first try.
Now just hold on and keep going and you'll have that little peashooter of
yours up his butt in no time."

That's right, I said to myself, and after I fuck him, I'm going to make you
swallow every one of those put-downs when I unleash about a gallon of piss
down your fucking throat, you little bitch.  Meanwhile I was keeping my
cool as I slowly pushed my five-inch "peashooter" further and further up
Jamaal's ass.  Soon, just as Ydania had predicted, the boy's anal ring was
hugging the base of my cock, and his virgin shit chute was pulsating on my
shaft.

"See, Papi?  I told you you wouldn't feel nothing when he put it in you."

"It's all the way in?" asked Jamaal in surprise, as he tried to look
underneath himself to see the connection.

"Yep.  And it doesn't even hurt, does it?"

"Nah, not much.  It just feel kinda funny, like I gotta shit again."

"Yeah, that's normal, Papi.  So, old man, you ready to fuck my boyfriend's
ass?"

"Yes, ma'm," I said.

"What about you, Papi?  You ready to take it up your butt?"

"...I don't know."

"Well, GET ready, 'cause I wanna see YOUR cute little ass get fucked the
way you always fuck MINE."

When Jamaal didn't respond, I re-steadied my grip on his hips and slowly
began to pull my cock out of his rectum.  At first it didn't want to move,
but after I gave it a little tug, it slipped out in one easy stroke until
only head was left inside.  Right away a strong smell rose up and I looked
down to see my whole shaft and some of my pubic hair covered with crap.

"Looks like my boyfriend gave you a shitty deal," Ydania quipped.  "If I
were you, I'd pay him back big time for that."

"Yo, Dani, whose side are you on?" asked Jamaal, chuckling nervously.

"Mine, of course," she said giggling, but then she added, "but you know I'd
never let anybody hurt you, right Papi?"

"Yup," he laughed.

I laughed too...at the absurdity of the munchkin lying under us protecting
the basketball player I was about to fuck.  How, exactly, was she supposed
to do that?  Then again she was such a wildcat that there was a good chance
she really would "jump bad" at anyone who tried to lay a hand on him, and
he seemed to know this.  Anyway, being that Jamaal's asshole and my
peashooter were such an easy fit, I proceeded to push it back into him, and
he seemed to have no trouble taking it all the way to my balls.  So I took
a stronger grip on his pelvis and began to slowly pump his rump.

"Yeah, fuck that ass, old man!  You know you like fucking young boy butt,
so do it NOW, 'cause you sure ain't gonna get none again no time soon!"

She had a point, but I didn't know whether to speed up my strokes to
heighten my enjoyment or slow them down to lengthen the experience.  As I
thought about it, though, I realized that there was no way Ydania would be
satisfied seeing her boyfriend getting ass-fucked only once, and since my
cock wasn't big enough to do any real damage to his asshole, I'd probably
be invited to do him again at some point.  So I decided to go for broke,
fucking the 15-year-old harder and harder until my crotch was smacking up
against his ass and he was grunting with every in-stroke.

"Yeah, old man, keep it up!  Hey, Papi, how his dick feel up going your
butt?  Good, right?"

"Kinda," Jamaal said between grunts, "now that I'm gettin' used to it."

"It's gonna feel even better once that butthole opens up a little more,"
she said.  "So, old man, how long can you hold out?"

"Not much longer," I panted.  "He's so fucking tight, it's turning me on
too much."

"Well, try to keep going until he hits the 'Oo-oo!'  You know what I'm
talking about, right?"

"Yeah," I grunted.  Indeed I knew exactly what Ydania was talking about,
though I'd never given it a name.  It was a place that anyone who ever got
fucked up the ass on a regular basis was very familiar with, a plateau that
every true bottom reaches when all resistance has melted, the pleasure
surpasses the pain, and you embrace the ecstasy of being used as nothing
more than the object of someone's else's lust.  In other words, it is the
sexuality of surrender.  But to get Jamaal there, I knew I would have to
hold my orgasm at bay for a while, so I slowed down my fucking and began to
alternate between long slow strokes, short quick ones, and occasionally,
when I was deep inside him, rotating my hips to help open up him up as I
waited for him to reach the "Oo-oo!"

"That's good, old man," said Ydania.  "Keep doing that and he should hit it
pretty soon."

I knew she was right because I could feel Jamaal's body relaxing and his
rectum expanding.  And when he began to rut his ass up against me every
time I rammed my rod inside him, I knew he had finally gotten where Ydania
wanted him.

"Oo-oooooo!!" Jamaal suddenly yodeled.  "Fuck!  That shit's feelin' GOOD
now!  Keep fuckin' my ass, bro!"

"That's it, old man!" said Ydania.  "You did it!  Now go ahead and shoot
your shit up his ass, so you can give me your piss."

But now that Jamaal was floating on the same cloud that his dick had lifted
both me and Ydania to, I wanted him to stay there a while.  I wanted to
give him time to bask in that unique sensation that his girlfriend and I
had both gotten to savor because of his amazing staying power.  At the same
time, though, I also welcomed Ydani's invitation to come, because my libido
didn't care a whit about extending Jamaal's pleasure.  As far as it was
concerned I had delayed long enough already: My orgasm was overdue and I
literally needed to quit fucking around and feed the warm, wet anal mouth
that was sucking so insistently on my schlong.

Clutching Jamaal's hips even tighter, I began to fuck him as hard as I
could, driving my dick into his virgin hole, determined to give the
teenager a lasting memory of his first buggering.  It took only a few more
thrusts to push myself over the top.

"Nnnngghh!  Shit!  I'm coming!" I groaned.  Pulling Jamaal's ass tightly
against my crotch, I buried my boner in his rectum and began to tremble.

"Yeah, come in my ass, bro!" yelled Jamaal.  "I want it!  I wanna feel it
shootin' right up my shithole!"

"You heard him, old man.  Fill his shitty ass up with your nasty come!"

More than happy to oblige the two teens, I spurted a surprisingly large
load in Jamaal's bowels, christening his colon and officially taking his
anal virginity, all to the apparent delight of the 15-year-old's sphincter,
which contracted and spasmed on my throbbing cock as if trying to squeeze
every last drop of semen out of it.  And knowing whose asshole my dick was
in--and who was watching--made it one of the most intense, satisfying
orgasms I'd ever had (well, at least since Jamaal and I had shot our loads
up Ydania's ass).

"Are you done, old man?" Ydania asked me.

"Yeah, I think so," I panted as I drifted back down to earth.

"Good.  So go ahead and pull your peashooter out of my boyfriend's ass, and
Papi, you make sure to close up your asshole as soon as it pops out, okay?"

"Yup."

Grasping Jamaal's hips again, I eased back until my softening tool slipped
with a tiny squelching sound out of the teenager's anus.  Right away he
drew in his sphincter, and again I found myself admiring the marvels of
youthful muscle tone, which allowed the boy to close up his asshole fast
enough and tight enough not to lose a single drop of my semen.  I was about
to give him a kiss on that pouty little hole to thank it for giving me such
pleasure, but before I could make a move to do so, I felt a hand on my leg.

"Hey, old man, you ready to give me that piss now?"

"Absolutely," I said as my shit-stained cock continued to shrink back down
to normal.

"Good.  But first I want to taste that ass-flavored come," and she reached
up and began to tug at Jamaal's thighs.  "Bring that butt back over here,
Papi."

I moved out of the way and crouched down to watch as Jamaal carefully
positioned his anus right where Ydania wanted it.  Once his girlfriend's
open mouth was directly under him, he relaxed that little ringed muscle
that had hugged my cock so tightly, and as it puckered open a long, noisy
fart was the first thing to find its way out, followed immediately by a
sloppy string of come with tiny bits of shit suspended in it.  Ydania
inhaled Jamaal's gas then stuck out her tongue just in time to catch the
end of the gooey glob of jism, which had yet to break free of his asshole.
Only when Jamaal flexed his sphincter did the sticky strand finally break
off and fall into Ydania's mouth.

"Mmmmmm!" she hummed as she swallowed it.  Right away she reopened her
mouth for more.  Jamaal accommodated her by shitting out another viscous
wad of my come, and again she eagerly caught it and gulped it down.  After
the second dose, however, Jamaal's seemed to be empty, because even though
he flexed his anus several times, just a trickle of spunk seeped out of it,
much to Ydania's disappointment.

"Damn, old man, that's ALL you shot up his ass?"

"Well, I already came a couple of times before," I said in my defense,
"so--"

"So them old balls need some Geritol, huh?"

"...something like that."

"Well, I hope you piss better than you come."  She patted Jamaal on the
ass.  "Vaya, Papi.  Siéntate en el suelo."  He obediently crawled off her
then turned around and, wincing, gingerly sat down on the floor.

Standing up, I framed Ydania's head between my feet and aimed my
now-flaccid penis at her face.  "You ready?"

"Do you worst, old man," and she opened her mouth as wide as she could and
closed her eyes.

I took one more look at Jamaal, who was stroking his cock back to life,
then stared down at Ydania as I relaxed my bladder.  Two seconds later a
hot stream of yellow piss gushed out of me, hitting the 14-year-old
straight in her mouth and filling it so fast that she had to swallow
immediately to keep from drowning.

"Yeah, Dani, drink that fuckin' piss!" Jamaal urged her, jacking himself
harder.

"Glug!  Glug!  Glug!" she responded, trying her best to keep up with my
heavy flow.  But I saw this as my chance to get back at her for putting me
down, even though it turned me on, so instead of keeping my dick aimed at
her mouth, I moved it around, pissing all over her squinched-up face and
drenching her hair.  By the time I was done, I had not only flooded her
mouth several times but drenched her whole head.  Yeah, I'd have to wash
that big urine stain out of the carpet, but it was worth every penny just
to be able to turn the tables on her.

As bold as my action was, however, I began to doubt its success in
humiliating the 14-year-old, because right after I emptied my bladder, she
swept her hands over her dripping face, ran her fingers through her soaked
hair, and blinked before looking up at me and...smiling (?!?!)

"Shit, old man, I have to admit you really came through this time, 'cause
that shit was fucking AWESOME!  I didn't think you had it in you...but I'm
glad you did."  She raised her head and looked at Jamaal.  "So, Papi, you
liked watching me get pissed in the face?"

"Yup," said Jamaal, grinning while still jacking away at his nearly fully
re-hardened dick.

"Good.  'Cause now I want to watch YOU do something."

"What?"

"I want to watch you do to the old man what he did to you."

Jamaal eyes lit up.  "You mean fuck him?"

"Yup," she said, again imitating him," 'cause I know how hungry his faggot
ass is for more of that stud cock of yours"; then she shifted her gaze back
to me.  "Ain't that right, old man?"

"Uh-huh," I answered absently, amazed that even after I'd pissed on her the
little bitch still managed to get the upper hand...and also awed for the
umpteenth time that she understood me well enough to know how much I wanted
Jamaal to fuck the shit out of my ass (and how VERY much I wanted her to
watch him do it).

"Good.  Let's get on the couch, 'cause this might be a rough ride."

Instead of scaring me, her words stimulated me, especially after I looked
at Jamaal's dick and saw that it was at full mast again.  Okay, I'll admit
there was a twinge of fear mixed in with my excitement, but only because I
knew how much damage a weapon like his could do if wielded recklessly, and
I wasn't sure how much Jamaal might want to get me back at me for fucking
him or for pissing on his girlfriend, or what she might goad him into
doing.  But even the possibility that things might get out a little of hand
wasn't enough to quiet my libido, and I felt my cock growing hard again.

When I climbed up on the couch, I got on my hands and knees then bent over
to give Jamaal total access to my ass, but Ydania, who was sitting in front
of me on the arm of the sofa, said, "No, not like that.  Face up."

"All riiiight!" I heard Jamaal say from behind me as I reluctantly turned
over and swung my legs up to expose my asshole.  Staring up at him as he
sat back smirking and wagging his super-hard cock, I felt completely
vulnerable.  It was bad enough trying to prepare for his attack while
facing away from him, but at least I wouldn't be able to see what was
coming.  More importantly I would've been able to hide that embarrassing
array emotions I always experience when a young stud's cock is sliding up
my ass.  But now Jamaal and I would be looking at each other as he
penetrated me, and there would be no hiding, and both he and Ydania would
get to see every subtlety of every feeling I experienced while being fucked
up the ass...and I wasn't sure how I felt about that.  I stopped thinking
about it, though, when, true to his character, Jamaal held onto my thighs
and began to lick away at my anus, spreading spit over my entire pucker
then jabbing his tongue inside to lubricate my rectum.

"Yeah, Papi, lick the shit outta that old ass!" Ydania urged him.  "Get it
ready to take that big SpicNigger dick of yours again!"

Suddenly I felt a knot in my stomach.  I tried my best to hold it in, but
my position made that impossible, and two seconds later gas sputtered out
of my asshole, causing Jamaal to grunt and frown.

"Hey, old man, did you just fart in my boyfriend's mouth?"

"Yeah," I confessed.  "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

"That's okay," she said as Jamaal kept his lips pressed over my anus and
slowly exhaled my fart through his nose.  "I think he liked it.  But you
know I'm gonna have to get you back for doing that to him, don't you?"

"Yeah, I figured," and as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I found
myself nearly suffocating under a face full of fourteen-year-old ass, and
when she finally lifted up a little to give me some air, she proceeded to
blast a silent fart right in my nostrils, its stench damn near searing my
nose hairs.  But of course, being as true to my own character as Jamaal was
to his, I inhaled her ass gas as deeply as I could, savoring her stink and
urging her to sit back down on my face again to "force" me to keep smelling
her foul fumes.  She readily complied, and in the midst of my preoccupation
with smothering under nearly her full weight while smelling her fart, I
felt my legs being held in place while something warm, smooth, and blunt
pushed against my anus.

"Nngghh!" I gasped, and I realized that my worries about being exposed
during the face-to-face fuck and the young couple witnessing my emotions
had all been for naught, for my face remained trapped under Ydania's ass as
Jamaal's dick entered me.  Obviously the two teens were more interested in
watching my asshole swallow up the ten inches of teenaged tool than they
were in seeing how I was reacting to it.  Fortunately for me, Jamaal wasn't
into revenge or showing off, for he buried his boner inside me in the same
gradual, gentle way that he had the day before, and it wasn't long before I
again felt that delicious feeling of fullness in my bowels.

Lifting up her butt just enough to peek at me, Ydania said, "Hey, old man,
you took that big dick up your ass pretty easy.  Now let's see how easy you
take being fucked."

She promptly sat right back down on my face, but not as hard, allowing my
nose to rest snugly in the crack of her ass.  Meanwhile Jamaal was slowly
withdrawing his massive meat from my rectum.  When only the head remained
inside me, I felt a mop of wet hair hit my stomach, upon which Jamaal began
to gasp, saying, "Yeah, lick it, Dani!  Lick that shit off my dick!"  I
wanted to watch her do this, but I was so comfortable wearing her ass on my
face that I didn't want to move.  Instead I decided to do for her what she
was doing for Jamaal, so I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and began
to lap at that part of her cunt I was able to reach.  This did the trick
because I felt her flinch and a few seconds later the mass of wet hair
moved a little further up my torso as her tongue slid off Jamaal's cock and
onto mine.  She proceeded to cover the whole growing length of it with a
fresh coating of teenage-girl spit.  Afterwards she kissed my balls then
again lifted up a little, farted in my nose again, and sat down again, this
time grinding her smelly ass on my face until I felt as if I were going to
pass out.  By the time she lifted up again, I was so busy gasping for
breath that it took a while for me to realize that Jamaal was already
fucking me at a nice, steady rhythm.

"Yeah, Papi, fuck that old ass.  But don't go so slow.  Work it, so he can
feel it the next time he goes boom boom."

I couldn't help snickering.  I hadn't heard that term for taking a shit
since before Tommy and I had first rubbed our cocks together.  But her
words helped to relax me, which meant it wasn't all that bad for me when
Jamaal began to speed up his strokes.

"That's better," she said.  "Now just keep going faster and harder until
that culo opens up enough for you to fuck him like you fucked me."

I felt a little chill/thrill flutter through me as I thought about how
ruthlessly he'd fucked Ydania every time he put his dick in her.  Right now
the speed and pace of the teenager's strokes were forceful but manageable,
pretty much as they had been the day before, and I was enjoying the ride.
But I didn't know how prepared I was for him to shift into high gear, so I
was both looking forward to and dreading the experience.  But the idea of
asking him to slow down due to whatever discomfort I might feel never once
crossed my mind, because I knew that eventually the pleasure would surpass
the pain, and Jamaal's cock would hurt so much BETTER than it did yesterday
that I would cross that "Oo-oo!" threshold.

"Okay, Papi, I think he's ready for some heavy-duty shit now, so do your
thing."

Instantly Jamaal began to piston my ass like a pile driver, his balls
slapping against my upturned ass cheeks, and just as instantly a sharp pain
shot through what felt like every nerve ending in my body, making me wince
and tense up.  Of course that only made the pain worse, but oddly enough,
and to my complete surprise, Jamaal's powerful thrusts seemed to shock my
system into submission, for I was suddenly able to embrace the pain, and my
bowels began to open up to let him in.

As soon as Jamaal felt this happen, he started fucking me with the same
fury he'd fucked Ydania with.  Grunting, he drove my ass into the cushion
and caused my colon to cramp as his dick plunged ever deeper inside me,
past where it had ventured the day before, as if seeking out whatever
virgin territory I happened to have left up inside me.  And while Jamaal
fucked my ass, Ydania fucked my face, sliding her snatch over my nose, lips
and chin, scrubbing my face with her come and filling my nostrils with the
stimulating fragrance of female fuck juice.  And the intensity of those
anal and facial sensations--along with the idea that I was being so
thoroughly used and abused by a couple of sexually charged teenagers--was
heating up my own libido to the boiling point.

I can't say for sure who came first and who followed.  All I remember is
that in the midst of having my bowels plundered and my face scoured,
everything went gray.  Somewhere in that "Oo-oo!" fog, I recall a dick
being shoved so far up my ass I swore it was about to come out of my mouth,
and a pussy being pressed so hard on my mouth that it seemed to be trying
to fuck that dick.  I also recall crying out and my entire body quivering
as both cock and cunt began to squirt fluids into me while I shot my own
load all over my chest and stomach.  By the time the fog had lifted I just
lay there in a state of blissful relaxation while a pair of teenaged
tongues lapped up the come on my torso.  Afterwards I heard loud, wet
smacking sounds as the couple swapped sperm and spit with a sloppy smooch.

"You okay down there, old man?" Ydania finally asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said into her pussy.  "In fact, I'm FANTASTIC!"

"Glad to hear it," she said, shifting up a little so my next words would be
spoken into her asshole.  "Now all we have to do is get my boyfriend's dick
out of your ass."

Amazingly I had almost forgotten it was still in there, I guess because it
had shrunk down and I was still drifting in my post-orgasmic splendor.
Fortunately my rectum was so thoroughly coated with come that it was
relatively easy for Jamaal to retrieve his ramrod, and the second I felt
the head pop out, I drew in my sphincter, trapping his jism inside me (or
at least as much of it as I could, considering that my muscle tone wasn't
as good as his and Ydania's).  At that exact moment, Ydania's anus puckered
open and pushed a chubby little turd into my mouth, once again totally
surprising me. Then suddenly her ass was gone and two young faces were
staring down at me.

"So, old man, you satisfied now?"

All I could do was nod and hum "umm-hmm" as I held the turd between my lips
and the spunk inside my ass.

"Good, 'cause we gotta go.  But don't get up.  Just stay right here till
we're gone.  We'll let ourselves out."

As soon as I nodded, the faces were gone, replaced by the sounds of two
sets of footsteps dashing down the hall, the bathroom door squeaking open,
and the shower being turned on.  It took them a while to shower, I'm
guessing because Ydania had to wash all of my piss out of her hair, since
afterwards I heard my blow-dryer.  Meanwhile, the whole time, I just lay on
the couch, staring at the ceiling and trying desperately to hold Jamaal's
come in my ass while Ydania's turd slowly dissolved in my mouth.  It took
several more minutes for the two teenagers to get dressed and return to the
living room.

"Wow, Papi, can you believe that old man's dick is getting hard AGAIN?"
Ydania remarked as she and Jamaal again stared down at me.

"Yup.  I TOLD you he was a freak."

"Yeah, you sure did...and for once in your life you were right.  He may be
an old fucker, but the freak in him is young and horny."

Then the two of them took turns kissing my growing cock and waving to me
before disappearing again.  The last thing I heard was the front door
opening then slamming shut.

When they were gone, instead of getting up to lock the door, I just
continued to lie there.  By then Ydania's turd had melted to the point
where its shitty aroma saturated my nose, Jamaal's come was oozing out of
my anus like it had done yesterday (only this time onto the sofa cushion),
and a different combination of shit, piss, and come was once again churning
in my stomach.  On top of all that, various parts of my body were beginning
to ache, and I knew that I should soak in a nice hot tub to soothe pains
that would be even worse tomorrow if I did nothing.  But for now both the
door and the bathtub would have to wait.  After all, it wasn't every day
that a pervert like me had the pleasure of indulging himself with a couple
of nasty, horny teenagers, and I intended to bask on this post-coital beach
for as long as I could.


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