Date: Sat, 07 Jun 2003 20:10:20 -0700 From: bawdy pen Subject: PEEPING TOMS Part 6 (scat) PEEPING TOMS--Part 6 "Yes, they were quite a pair, alright. I rented a room from them one summer. They never closed a door...I mean NEVER! Even the bathroom. My room was between their bedroom and the bathroom. One day I noticed a hole in my wall, down low in the closet. I looked in and could see their whole bed. I always made sure I closed the doors so they couldn't use it, but I peeked at them all the time! One day when they were out, I went into their room and looked through. Nothing. A real lousy angle. All that time and I never realized the hole wasn't peeping into my room--it was so somebody could easily spy on them!" "Ha! I remember them telling me about that. Did you notice the little bulb nearby when you were in there? No? There was a pressure spot beneath the carpeting in your closet. The bulb lights up so they know when they're being watched!" "Cripes! Those rascals! No wonder the show was so good," he laughed. "Course, all you had to do was stand in their doorway." "Sometimes I did just that. Carl would bring home these big-dicked black guys to fuck Robert. I'm not talking upper level executives, either. Rough scum off the street that didn't smell like posies. Before Robert could get his tail stuffed, Carl would make him rim the dude out...thoroughly! You could hear Carl barking at him. `LICK IT! CLEAN THAT NIGGER ASS-HOLE! LICK THE SHIT OFF IT, SLAVE! NOW SHOVE YOUR TONGUE UP THAT RANCID BUNGHOLE AND EAT IT OUT...SHOW HIM SOME DEEP RESPECT AND MAYBE HE'LL FUCK THAT WORTHLESS ASS OF YOURS!'" "And you were watching all this?!" "Sure. I'd stay back like a sneaky voyeur, peeking around the doorway. They knew I was there but didn't let on. Robert would be sucking away on the guy's hole, obeying every order growled. But as much as Carl enjoyed those little games, he couldn't wait to get in on it. He'd soon get down there to wash the fellow's sweaty balls before lapping over the black cock and cleaning the cheese from his foreskin. He'd also lick around Robert's widely stretched anus while the ebony prick plundered the depths...getting riper and riper with each stroke." "Yeah, he did like it nasty. Both of 'em did." "And the way Robert could take cock! He'd have his ankles hooked over the dude's back, riding along with him and slamming his ass up. I've seen him take 11" so hard 'n fast anyone else would have passed out. And Carl would be kneeling behind, licking whatever and whenever he could...waiting for the end when he'd tell the guy to `rip it outta his hole and stick it in his mouth!' Then he'd plunge his mouth down on Robert's gaping shithole and bury his face up his mushy, fucked rectum so he could 'suck the nigger jizz out!'" "Jeez! Did the black guys get upset at that?" "Naw, they were into it by then. A little shocked when they looked down at Carl--and they always did. Then at Robert, not real sure the guy wanted to obey Carl's last order, But Robert would urge them on up, moaning what a great fuck he'd gotten and how 'pleased I would be to clean your dirty nigger cock, sir!' Sometimes that would get him slapped across the face with the slimy tube, but invariably the dude would rub it over his lips then lay sideways and let Robert lick off his cum-slicked cock along with his own ass slime and shit flavor while Carl noisily suckered more of the same from Robert's open hole." "Yeh. Those fuckers never stopped just because a little shit got involved, hunh?" "Oh, hell no. Guess you never discovered the hole in the other wall looking into the bathroom? Jezzus, I'd have thought you'd check after realizing the other one was for your viewing pleasure. You never wondered why they had a custom-made toilet with the tank off to the side?" "Yeah, I did wonder. Seemed strange." "It was, partner. The peephole was real low. When you looked through you discovered it was just above the toilet seat!" "Well, all you'd see is someone's back. What good was that?" "Dummy. It was so you could watch 'em take shits! Instead of sitting down the whole time, whoever it was would straddle the pot and let ya watch their turds come out and plop into the water! It was wild, man. I had my eye glued to that spot every time I heard one of 'em go in." "Yeah, really? You got off on that?" "FUCK YEAH! Sounds gross, but it's really weird and excit- ing seeing a guy take a dump when he knows you're watching!" "Hmmm. Maybe it would be at that." "Trust me, it is. They pulled a fast one on me once. Just before I moved out. I was spying right at Robert's asshole, anticipating it opening and seeing one of his...anyway, maybe six inches are sticking out when he kinda rocks his hips so it's aiming straight down, and there's Carl's face looking at it--and me--from between his legs! "Carl's gushing about how fuckin' pretty it is, what a sweet turd, etcetera etcetera. He's licking his lips and taking glances past it to stare at my spying eyeball! Then he reached between Robert's legs and starts to stroke his fuckin' turd! Playin' with it while he continues to shit!" "Yikes! Did he li...uh, go any further than that?" "Heh, lick it? That's what I wanted to find out, cause after it broke free it was still in Carl's hand. He'd slipped it through towards himself just before Robert sat back down, blocking my view. I had to see it, if he was. I just had to! And I was sure of it, too. It was the only time they'd ever hid anything, and I figured it had to be pretty damned nasty for them to do that! So I rushed out of my room and spun around into the bathroom doorway, which was open. Robert sat there grinning at me. Carl, too, as he sat back on his haunches holding the big turd up near his lips. I let out a big gasp. They started laughing, pointing at the big hardon poking through my fly. They'd expected me! "'You naughty little peeper!' Carl wagged his finger at me. 'Maybe we lick turds and maybe we don't, but you'll have to join us in person to find out.' Then Robert spread his legs, revealing the big boner he was stroking. 'Yeah, who knows? Maybe we'll even lick your turd! You make some pretty sassy ones, we've noticed.'" "Aw, man. I'd never even considered that. The hole was in my room, right? But it seems they'd lay in wait, taking turns. One would be at the bathroom door to stall me in case the other one didn't get out of my room fast enough. They'd been watching ME shit!" "But, how could they? I mean, you sit all the way down, doncha?" "Yeah, sure. But when it comes to being perverts, those two are geniuses. Beneath the hole was a panel that slid open. See the toilet bowl was actually clear glass, painted to look like porcelain except when the panel slid back. They could see right up to where my asshole opened up and blustered farts and turds out. Jeez, even when I picked my ass or rubbed it. Sometimes I...well, fuck...sometimes I like to run my finger over it just when it's opening up. I dig sniffing the hot aroma of assjuice while I take a dump. It's nasty, okay? But dammit, it's one of those personal things nobody's suppose to see, right?" "Heh! Heh! Ah, sorry. You're right. It is personal. We probably all do it, but I guess that would be embarrassing. What'd you say?" "Hell, I cussed 'em out! But they wouldn't stop laughing because my dick wouldn't stop bobbing around! It stayed hard. So I went up to them and capitulated. Besides, I couldn't resist those cocksucking lips of Robert's when he grabbed for it. Carl reached around with one hand and tweaked my asshole, running his finger around in circles and taking it to his nose to sniff. Then he sniffed Robert's turd, comparing the two smells. "I got a bit lightheaded when he said they were both hot, licked his fingertip then licked Robert's turd! He did it a few more times, each time digging around my anus for fresh flavor. The blowjob was getting me close, he noticed, so he stood up and placed the turd on the basin. Then he turned around and bent his butt into Robert's face. Robert let go of my cock and pulled his ass apart. Without a word, right there in front of me, Carl began to shit in Robert's face! Robert spread those cheeks and lapped his tongue over his lover's protruding turd! He tongued around the gaping shit-stuffed asshole then put his mouth over the steaming thing and gave it a couple of lewd, luscious sucks! I started to wack off like mad, but Carl cried for me to lay off. They had more exciting plans...this was just a warmup for my benefit." "What'd that mean, or should I ask?" "It meant the day's shitting wasn't over! Seeing their obscene shitlicking only made me hornier. Mix that with their enthusiasm and it didn't take 'em long before they talked me into taking a crap." "Oh yeah?" "Even dragged out a full-length mirror so I could watch 'em kneeling behind me, licking my fuckin' turd while I took a big shit! And you remember how Carl sucks Robert's ass out after the black guys fuck him? Well, he sucked my hole out just as thoroughly after I'd shit!" "SONOFABITCH!" "Yeah. Course it was a real clean dump, with my ass being spread apart like that, but I think Carl would've sucked shit out anyway if there'd been some unfinished business left." "Did...did you ever...?" "You nuts?! Fuck no. I left the next day, remember? I'm not saying I'd never do it...maybe...but the dude would hafta be REALLY special!" "Like a lover, hunh?" "Yeah, like that. Or...say, did I ever tell you how cute you are?" Comments appreciated...please mention story name. bawdypen@hotmail.com