Date: Sun, 29 Jan 2012 15:53:37 +0000
From: Chris Jones <lovethemboys@live.com>
Subject: Dirty Harry 1

Disclaimer - This story is pure fiction. The idea came from reading many of
the stories on Nifty. There is no element of truth in this, at least from
my experiences.

This story deals with watersports and scat between a boy and a man. It will
get more explicit as more chapters come. As always, if this subject matter
is offensive/illegal to you, don't bother going any further.


Dirty Harry


I was Harry's babysitter. I was also Harry's uncle. Harry's mum would often
go away on business and so I would get the task of looking after him. Often
these periods would last a week or more. This meant that Harry came to see
me as more of a father figure than a guardian.

When his mum went away I would be at Harry's house in more of a supervisory
role. He and I would often go out of the house for long periods but we
always knew where each other were. This gave long periods of private time
in the house, something we both took big advantage of. When he was out of
the house I would often fire up the internet and have a good masturbation
session. My favourite sites involved kinky play, normally involving piss
and shit play.

Let me tell you about Harry. At the time he was 13 years old. He was of
average height but had the most beautiful blonde hair and emerald green
eyes. His smile could light up a room, with his gleaming white even teeth
and red oh-so-kissable lips. He was already a teenage heartthrob although I
never knew him to bring a girl home. I am your average looking 25 year old,
nothing extravagant. I am also a boylover and love shit and piss play. The
messier the better!

Often, when walking past Harry's room I caught a whiff of something
pungent. I just put it down to being a teenager and being in a teenagers
bedroom. Harry had his own computer in there. It doesn't take a big leap of
the imagination to work out what he could be looking at, I just wish I
could have given him something to practice with instead of looking at
online images and videos.

One week I got called up by Harry's mum asking me if I could look after him
for a whole two weeks. She had to go to America on some important
business. I was more than happy to help out. Anything to spend a fortnight
with such a beautiful boy.

I arrived at Harry's house the next day and he ran down to greet me. He
gave me a hug and said he was really pleased that we could spend two weeks
together. I told him I was happy too. His mum left the house leaving us two
guys alone together. Harry went back up to his bedroom so I just sat and
watched a bit of TV. After about an hour I decided to go upstairs to the
toilet. Walking past Harry's room I caught that smell again. It took all of
my self control not to walk in there and find out what it was. It was then
that I formulated a plan to find out what he was up to. When I had finished
at the toilet I shouted to Harry that I was going out and would be back in
about two hours. I heard a slight grunt in acknowledgement which was good
enough for me.

Making a big show of leaving the house, making a lot of banging noises and
practically slamming the door shut, I went and started up my car. I drove
it to the next street, parked up and got out. Walking back round to the
house I quietly put my key in the lock and let myself in. It seems like my
timing was perfect. Harry was just running up the stairs. All he had on was
a pair of tight white boxer-briefs. Nothing too remarkable I hear you
say. The best part of this sight was that he had a huge load of shit in the
seat of them.

"What are you doing back? You said you would be gone for a few hours!"
Harry shouted. His face was a deep shade of red. I think this shouting was
a defense mechanism.

"I forgot my wallet." I replied.

"Bollocks! I didn't hear your car pull up! You were trying to catch me
out!"

Well, he had me worked out.

"OK, you're right. But, let's be fair, I am not the one standing there with
a load of shit in his pants."

This comment made him go an even deeper shade of red.

"I....I.....I....had an accident when watching TV" he stammered.

"Rubbish, the TV isn't even on. Look, the only reason I tried to catch you
out was because of the smell coming from your room. Looks like I have found
the reason for it" I said, smiling at the end.

Harry started to smile, realising he really wasn't in any trouble. The only
trouble in this room was my rapidly expanding cock in my trousers. It had
started getting hard the second Harry's shit smell reached my nose.

"OK, fair play. Looking at the lump in your trousers it looks like you are
enjoying the show as well. Want to have some fun?"

I couldn't believe it. My 13 year old nephew was standing in front of me, a
monster load in his boxers and was asking if I wanted to play with
him. Well, this is a moment I have waited for for a long time, it was never
going to be turned down.

"Well, we can't let you have all the fun can we? Good job I have a load
ready to go as well." I replied.

Running up the stairs after Harry I got a good whiff of his shitty arse. It
smelt great, that kind of smell that only boy-shit has. We went into
Harry's bedroom and he sat on his bed. This caused him to groan and the
load of shit squished all over his arse and round the front of the boxers,
cupping his balls.

"Come on then, get down to your underwear" he said after groaning.

Pulling my clothes off I was glad that I decided to wear my white CK
underwear today. It would hold a load nicely and would feel great in the
process. Stood there in my boxer-briefs I felt the urge to push starting to
build up. Before I pushed though I had to ask Harry the question.

"How long have you been doing this for then?"

"About four years. It started when I had an accident on the way home from
school. It felt so good I just had to do it again. The week after was a
week when you were looking after me. I had had a look at your internet
history and seen the kind of things you like to look at. It was great to
see some of the gay shit vids you had watched and I knew that I could get
away with shitting myself again when you were here. I did it again and it
felt great. Now, every time you look after me I always let a load out
knowing that you won't mind the smell. I have dreamt about us two doing it
together for ages but never knew how to ask you."

Cool, my little angel really wants this to happen. Well, I was not going to
disappoint him. I stood on his bed and pushed hard. My shit started off
firm but got softer and softer as it came out. Harry stood next to the bed
watching the whole time. He was as hard as steel in his boxers, and his
hands were absent-mindedly playing with the load of shit in the back
through the material.

I let some piss out which landed on his bed covers.

"Don't worry about that. I have pissed and shat in this bed so many times
now another little stain isn't going to make any difference." Harry said.

I let out a stronger stream of piss which completely soaked the sheets
under me. This really made Harry smile and he jumped onto the bed next to
me. He started to roll around in the piss puddle, getting himself and his
underwear soaked. The boxers went transparent and the piss started to turn
brown with the shit-juice leaking through.

"This is fucking awesome" he said.

It was at this point that Harry reached up to my arse, feeling the bulge in
the back of my boxers. He was astounded by it and started rubbing it all
over, really squishing it into my arse and starting to rub it through to
the front of the shorts.

While he was doing this I started to play with his load. I inserted my hand
into the back of his boxers and grabbed some of the mushy shit. I brought
it up to his chest and rubbed it all over. The look of his skin turning
from white to a lovely brown colour just looked so horny. He gave me a
beautiful shit-eating grin and did the same to me.

We were both getting pretty covered. I gave the top of his head a pat which
just caused brown shit to smear his blonde hair. Fuck, I could have cum
there and then just looking at that sight.

I moved my hand to be under his chin and brought his face closer to
mine. We started to kiss passionately. He seemed to know about the use of
tongues so I sucked on his like my life depended on it. All the time we
were kissing we were rubbing shit all over each others bodies. The smell
was tremendous, and the bed sheets were a marvellous shade of brown from
our wriggling around.

After about ten minutes of kissing I felt that I had to taste Harry's
cock. I moved slowly down his body, tasting a bit of his shit on the
way. It tasted great. I reached his now brown boxers and pulled them slowly
down. His shitty cock plopped up. It was about 5" circumcised and looked
oh-so-suckable. I put it in my mouth, tasting the combination of our
shits. He moaned loudly. This was my cue to suck hard and fast.

Let's be fair, no 13 year old is ever going to last long on their first
blowjob. That was why I was surprised when he lasted a good ten minutes
before he shot his creamy cum into my mouth.

"Fucking hell, that felt fucking great" he shouted.

"No problem young man, it tasted fucking great too" I replied.

Suddenly a light went on in his head.

"You haven't cum yet, let me sort that out" he said.

Well, I am not one to argue. He followed a similar route down to my cock
and started sucking. He seemed to have down this before. It was evident in
his style. He had his teeth out of the way, was licking the tip, even a bit
of deep-throating. I couldn't believe it. With his obvious skill I shot
into his mouth in about ten minutes also. He swallowed all of my cum down
like a pro.

When I had had time to recover from my orgasm I looked at Harry again. He
was stunning, stood there covered in shit from head to toe. He just looked
so cute with shit staining his hair and smeared round his face. We laid in
bed for a while cuddling and smearing some more. The smell in the room was
intense. Good job his mum wasn't due back for another two weeks. We would
have plenty of time to clean up.

I decided I needed a cigarette after the fun we had had. Harry also decided
he wanted to join me outside for some fresh air. We decided to just throw
our clothes on over our shitty bodies. There was only us two guys in the
house and the back garden was very well secluded so nobody would see us.

Reaching the garden, the smell just emanating off us, I got out a cigarette
and lit up. Harry asked if he could have one.

"When did you start smoking?" I asked.

"Not long ago. My mates were doing it and I tried one. Now I smoke about
five a day. Mum doesn't know though" he admitted.

Well, this just played into my hands again. I love a smoking boy almost as
much as a shitty boy. This admission just made me love Harry even more. I
handed him a cigarette which he lit up and started smoking. You could tell
he was new to this but he did look like he was really enjoying it.

We sat on a small garden wall, cuddling up to each other and enjoying our
cigarettes. The smell of tobacco and shit mingling in the air, giving me
another boner.

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Sorry this is quite a short story. I will consider adding more to it if I
get some good interest. This is just an idea that has been playing on my
mind for a while and so I thought I would see where it went.

Please let me know what you think at lovethemboys@live.com. Would be
interested in talking to guys that like this kind of kink. This is the
height of fantasy for me :-)