James Secret 4

James' Secret, a story by Josh Terrence

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This chapter story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all chapters of this story.

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I was laying still with my eyes opened, holding James close to me as he slept. We were both exhausted, but the sweet little boy in my arms gave into the spell of the sandman long before I did. The room was dark, save for a Scooby Doo night light that illuminated the corner near the door, which was halfway opened. I planted a gentle kiss on James' forehead, earning me a contented sigh from the boy whose most secret desires were on full display just 45 minutes earlier. I ran my palm up and down his warm back, listening to his little body work. His lungs, heartbeat and circulatory system were working in concert, emitting a soft hum that I could hear in the quiet darkness where we lay.

I was the last person in the house to fall asleep. Not too surprising, given the fact that I've always been somewhat of a homebody. Sleeping in a new bed as a guest in someone else's home is probably enough to make anyone stir a little bit. But given the events of the evening, I probably should have felt right at home. The bed itself was a little small for my tastes. Its usual occupant was barely 4 ½ feet tall and didn't need a lot of leg room. But tonight, James and I were sharing the child sized twin

The house was completely still and silent, save for the snoring coming from the room next to James and I. In that room, Simon and his parents were sleeping soundly, all three of them equally spent after a full evening of fun. The 11 year old was sleeping between his mom and dad with a hard grin on his face. Before giving into his own fatigue, the boy was topped one last time by the man he loves most in the world, his stepfather. Over the course of the evening, his rear end had been used repeatedly. So many times, in fact, that I couldn't keep an accurate count even if I had tried.

Right beside him was James, whose demeanor grew increasingly slutty as the night wore on. When we first arrived, I was a little concerned that he might not be ready for the orgy that I knew would commence. He stayed glued to my side from the beginning, only losing contact with me when he was with Simon. But as the evening carried on, his shyness faded and he boldly sought out the same pleasures that his little boyfriend was enjoying. As if he suddenly realized that this was his chance to find unlimited carnal pleasures, the gay youngster gave into his demons and took the plunge.

I felt James tighten the embrace he had around my chest, then his midsection came off of the bed and I realized that he was raising his bubble butt into the air. I examined his face, taking note of the fact that he was still sound asleep, and smiled. Even in his unconscious state, the boy was horny and in need of anal stimulation. Giving into his needs, I ran my palm down his back and slipped my middle finger up his ass. As soon as I felt the hot, tight tissue engulf my digit, James sighed and a smile spread out across his adorable face, then he loosened his hold on my chest.

“I love you, Jason,” he murmured, and my heart melted.

“I love you too, little lover,” I whispered, planting another kiss on his forehead, then I let thoughts of our evening carry me into a restful slumber of my own.

When I drove Simon back down the quarry to greet his stepfather, it never dawned on me that I might be a guest in his home. The boys and I arrived at the site sometime after 3:30, a half hour before the man was scheduled to get off work. I had taken care to make sure that both boys were freshly showered, then I packed Simon's destroyed briefs in three plastic grocery bags and placed them in the bed of my truck while the boys got into the cab.

While I was driving, I was treated to a show that the boys put on for me, though I'm not entirely sure that it was strictly for my pleasure. As soon as we pulled away, the two little horn dogs fell into a deep, tongue filled kiss while they laid in each others' arms. I put my truck in reverse and pulled out of the garage, watching over my shoulder for oncoming cars while the garage door came down. Before my truck reached the end of the driveway, I felt two sets of boy feet come to rest on my thighs while soft moans filled the cab. I looked down and spotted Simon laying on top of James, who had wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders. Their tongues were dancing non stop and they were gazing into each others' eyes with joy. Unable to resist the urge, I reached down and caressed Simon's plump rear end, which was accommodating a load that I had fucked into it while we showered.

As soon as we got to the quarry, Simon got busy. I handed him the plastic bag containing his soiled briefs, watching as he held it up to his nose for a long sniff before leading James and I to his regular spot. Right away, he was approached by a man in his 40's who wanted to fuck him. With a naughty smile, Simon dropped the plastic bag and unbuttoned his shorts while he made a request of his own.

“After you do my butt will you potty for me?” he asked in the sweetest, most innocent tone he could muster. “I need something tasty in my tummy until it's time for supper.”

Already well acquainted with the kinks of the young bottom, the man gave him a wink and and nod, earning him a contented sigh from the 11 year old. I took a seat on the edge of a concrete slab and was immediately joined by James, who snuggled into my lap and watched with a grin as Simon dropped his drawers and bent over. The gay youngster was letting go of soft moans and deep sighs throughout the duration of his ass fucking, intermittently smiling over his shoulder, then at James and I as the massive prick tore along the lining of his boy pussy. When the man reached the point of climax, he took the 11 year old by the shoulders and held on tight, fucking him with hard, deliberate thrusts while his face contorted with pleasure. Finally, he shoved his rod all the way up Simon's ass and fired his load, filling the boy with a bounty of man cream that made him shiver.

When the man pulled out of his bottom, Simon had a look of deep satisfaction on his cute face. He smiled over his shoulder one more time, then he fell to his knees and wrapped his lips around the man's still rock hard shaft, sucking on it with contented purrs.

“Are you still looking for a pile of turds, buddy?” the man asked in a considerate tone, and the little toilet nodded furiously.

“I want you to pee on me too,” he said matter of factly, licking his lips as he watched his lover move to get into position. I watched as the little pro stood up on his knees and reached out with both hands, parting the man's cheeks and taking a long, deep whiff of his ass crack. His two inch boner looked like a little statue, hard as concrete and sticking straight up while he drew in the aroma of his feeder's ass. With Simon's little hands holding his cheeks in place, the man's hole started to bloom and a long, dark turd started to grow from it. From where James and I were sitting, we could hear the moist crackle of the brown log as it emerged from the man's ass. As it continued to grow, Simon got right under it and raised his head just far enough to greet the tip, then he let it fill his watering mouth to the brim until it pinched off.

“Mmm!” the horny little toilet moaned out loud to no one in particular, his mouth packed tight with the moist brown meal he was enjoying so much.

“Is that what you were after, kiddo?” the man asked from above, watching from over his shoulder as the cute boy macerated his gift. Simon nodded up at the man with a depraved moan, his baby blue eyes filled with wonder as he smashed his mouthful up with his tongue and swallowed.

“I want more, Stephen,” he declared, prompting the man above him to smile approvingly.

James and I watched as the man squatted over the little toilet and sent another long, thick turd down his rectum that was quickly eaten by the happy boy. While Simon was chewing up his newly acquired treat, the man whose name I now knew was Stephen turned and unleashed a torrent of hot piss all over his face. Simon responded to this by tilting his smiling head back, eager to bask in a golden shower while he chewed his meal up and swallowed. With a final gulp, Simon finished his meal, then he opened up just in time to catch four strong shots of piss in his mouth, signaling the end of his feeder's bladderful.

Eager to show his appreciation for such a tasty meal, the gay toilet reached out and took his lover's cock in his small hands, anxious to stroke it for him. Soon, the man was pulling air in through his clenched teeth, prompting the little bottom to get up and bend over for him. The man quickly slid his cock back up the boy's ass, giving them both a thrill as he fucked yet another load into it.

After sucking the man's cock clean once more, Simon stayed naked and approached me. James crawled out of my lap and let his little lover have his way. Soon, the insatiable boy had my fly open and my dick in his mouth, sucking on it with lust filled moans while the sun dried out the piss on his skin and in his hair. If the blissful expression on Simon's face wasn't enough to translate his pleasure, his soft moans certainly were. He was smiling up at me through his expressive eyes as he ran his lips back and forth along the length of my shaft while he used his little fingers to comb through my pubic bush. I gave Simon an approving smile of my own, then I turned my attention to James, who was watching with a wanton gaze right beside us.

“Hey buddy,” I said softly, running my fingers through his brown hair, then I leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek. “How about if you get behind Simon and take care of his bottom with your tongue?”

“Okay,” he said with an enthusiastic nod, prompting Simon to roll his horny rear end around with a hot moan. As soon as James buried his cute mug between Simon's plump cheeks, both boys gave off a cry of joy. Soon, they were moaning wildly as James used his scratchy tongue to eat as deeply as he could at Simon's back door. A few minutes after James' feast started, he pulled his tired tongue from Simon's tasty chute, causing the little cock sucker between my legs to whine while he gave me a needy look.

“Would you like some cock back there, kiddo?” I asked, and he nodded without interrupting the blowjob he was giving me. Out of nowhere, an alert rang out from his cell phone, prompting him to roll his rear end around again.

“Is that your dad?” James asked, and Simon nodded with a naughty grin before he pulled off of my cock.

“I'm supposed to call my dad when he texts me,” he said in a husky voice, and I nodded my approval as he found his discarded shorts and fished his phone out of the front pocket. While Simon was on the phone with his stepfather, James licked his lips and dropped to his knees in front of me, taking Simon's place between my legs with a horny smile. With my thick rod in his throat, the horny little guy immediately started moaning, earning him a naughty grin from his little boyfriend. I heard Simon fill his dad in on the day he was having, then he told him that James and I were with him at the quarry.

“Can James spend the night tonight if his mom says yes?” Simon asked hopefully, then his face lit up and he sighed. “I love you daddy.”

With that, the horny little boy ended the call and grinned widely, watching his little lover blow me with insatiable moans. He wrapped his arms around James' torso, gently encouraging him to pull off of my cock, then the boys fell into a deep kiss around the tip. When they came up for air, Simon got on all fours and raised his needy bottom up in the air, presenting it for fucking. Unable to deny the little cock hound, I slid my hard rod up his ridiculously tight ass and took it for a ride. When I was about to unload my sperm, I spoke to the horny boy.

“I'm about to cum, buddy,” I warned him. “Where do you want it?”

“Up the butt,” he panted, sending a powerful shiver through me that spelled the end of our ride. I slid my cock all the way in and froze, firing off three hot ropes of cum that ran into the deepest corners of Simon's insatiable boy pussy, then surrounded my long shaft until it started seeping out around my cock. When I pulled out, he simply sat up on his knees, resting his bottom on the backs of his legs while he wrapped his lips around my cock and sucked it clean. While Simon was carrying on with this task, I felt James' little fingers parting my ass cheeks, then he treated me to deep ass licks while he moaned into my bottom.

“It looks like your boy pussy got serviced right, son,” I heard out of nowhere, startling me out of my post orgasmic trance. At the same time, Simon let out a feminine moan and lovingly pulled off of my cock while James pulled his mug out of my ass and watched from between my legs.

“Daddy!” he exclaimed, then he got up and ran to a tall, muscular man who appeared to be a few years older than me. He was wearing a pair of steel toe boots and a pair of gray overalls with patches stitched to the front, one of them bearing the logo of a very large plant not far from the quarry. Another patch displayed his name, Thomas, in red lettering. I watched as the boy flung his arms around the man and gave him a tight hug, then the man knelt down and wrapped his powerful arms around the naked pussy boy.

“I missed you today, Simon,” he said affectionately, hugging the boy tightly and placing his nose up to his head. “I can tell you've been a busy little toilet.”

“I have been,” Simon said with a naughty smile, gazing into his stepfather's eyes with a look of devotion. “I've been thinking about being your toilet all day, daddy.”

“I take it you're hungry for daddy's load,” the man observed, causing the eager little turd burglar to nod furiously, then he turned his head back to James and I.

“This is my dad,” he said sweetly, resting his pissy head on the man's shoulder and introducing James and I to him. “Daddy, that's James and this is Jason.”

After a handshake and a brief exchange about our day, the man smiled gently at James and said, “So you're the one my little guy has the hots for, huh?”

James gave him a shy smile and nodded, leaning into my side for security.

“He's cute, isn't he dad?” Simon gushed, and the man responded by planting a kiss on his boy's cheek, not seeming to care about the overwhelming stink that was rolling off of him.

“Do you want daddy to feed you first or service your boy pussy first?” the man asked in a gentle, loving manner while he kept the boy in his arms.

“I want you to poop in me really bad,” Simon admitted. “Then I want you to make my boy pussy feel good.”

“Did Jason make your boy pussy feel good, buddy?” Thomas asked, and Simon nodded with a moan.

“He made me shiver so nice, daddy,” the youngster revealed, bringing a smile of satisfaction to his doting step dad. “I want him to see how you make me shiver, too.”

“That's my horny little guy,” he said proudly while Simon used his little fingers to unzip his jumpsuit. “Tell daddy how you want his load, baby.”

“I want you to sit on my face and get comfy,” he moaned, earning him another approving smile. “Do you have pee for me too?”

“Of course I do, buddy,” the man said, planting a final kiss on his stepson's lips. He got up and pulled his arms out of the jumpsuit while Simon smiled up at him, his young body bursting with anticipation as he contemplated the shit load he was about to receive. I felt James wrap his arms around my leg and realized that he was still on his knees, prompting me to tap his cheek with the head of my dick. With a moan, he wrapped his lips around it, keeping his eyes trained on Simon and his step dad the entire time. His hot little mouth felt amazing around the head of my stiff cock, so I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. He purred softly and smiled up at me, then he turned his attention back to the show just in time to see Simon pull Thomas' hips down until the man was seated comfortably on his grinning face.

Out of nowhere, the sound of a loud, diarrhea ridden fart rang out and Simon's already plump cheeks bulged almost obscenely. I watched as Thomas stood up straight and looked down at his little boy, then a smile spread out across his face. At the same time, the horny little shit lover looked over at James and I, his face registering nothing but ecstasy as he used his tongue to smash the load his loving stepfather had presented. He opened wide and showed us his mouthful, revealing a load that looked exactly the way it sounded as it filled his mouth, then he started to swallow with satisfied moans.

“Did you enjoy that, son?” Thomas asked, and Simon nodded happily as the last of his mouthful was swallowed. “Are you ready for more?”

“Yes daddy,” he practically sang, his young voice full of wonder. Thomas gave his boy a look of love, then he got back into position, resting his shit caked ass on Simon's face. I heard Simon let off a blissful moan, then an extended crackle rang out and his mouth filled up with more shit. Just as Thomas' load seemed to end, a gassy hiss blew shit splatters into Simon's grinning face, and he registered his joy through a loud moan.

I felt my cock jump as I watched the horny little shit lover chew up the much firmer load, clearly lost in the pleasure that it brought him. James responded to this by sucking more furiously on it, bobbing his head with a purpose as his own little body tingled with pleasure.

“Do you like what you see, pal?” I asked, and James nodded. “I bet you'd love a turd from Simon's daddy, wouldn't you?”

Once again, James nodded his answer, then he got back to work on my shaft while Simon and Thomas considered James' confession.

“Do you feel like sharing, baby?” Thomas asked, and Simon nodded through his moist mouthful, prompting the man to address the little cock hound between my legs. “James, would you like for me to give you a pile of turds?”

The little boy moaned hotly and nodded furiously, so I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair. “It's okay, buddy. Get undressed and take a load. When you're done, I'll take care of your bubble butt. Does that sound good?”

James nodded again, smiling up at me gratefully as he slowly pulled my cock out of his throat. He leaned in and planted a loving kiss right on the piss slit, then he practically tore his clothes off and got on his hands and knees, right beside Simon. He leaned in and took a deep whiff of Simon's face that he clearly found intoxicating, as evidenced by the soft moan he let go of. His little companion responded to this by leaning in and planting a sweet kiss on his lips, then he said, “I love you, James.”

“I love you too,” James admitted with a dreamy sigh, then the boys held hands while Thomas got into position.

James was grinning hard as the shit smeared ass of his boyfriend's stepfather came to rest over his cherubic young face. He couldn't resist the allure of running his tongue all the way up the man's crack, pulling in a thick ribbon of shit and giving off a satisfied moan. I watched Thomas' thighs flex hard, then James' moans became muffled as his watering mouth filled up with a long, thick turd that bullied its way in. When the man stood up, James sighed blissfully and rested his head on Simon's shoulder, chewing his meal with a dreamy smile on his face. Satisfied with his handy work, Thomas assumed the position over Simon's opened mouth and pinched off a long loaf that signaled the end of his load. Both boys were chewing and swallowing their mouthfuls with grateful expressions, prompting the man to gush above them. When their mouths were empty, they fell into a deep French kiss, moaning wildly while their brown tongues danced.

When the boys broke their tongue filled kiss, they both opened wide and accepted a mouthful of hot piss from Thomas. Simon took the first mouthful, then James accepted his. While James was swallowing his yellow elixir, Simon wrapped his lips around the end of Thomas' hose and took the remainder. As Simon was gulping down the last of his step dad's bladderful, James crawled over to me with an animalistic expression on his shit smeared face and rolled his rear end around. Knowing that it was time to meet my end of the bargain, I got behind him and pulled him up at the hips, eliciting a horny whimper from the little turd muncher.

“Hold onto the concrete, little lover,” I encouraged him, and he immediately acquiesced, bending over and placing his hands up against the concrete block while I lined up and pushed into him.

Behind us, Simon was making a little pig out of himself, shoving his face up into Thomas' shit smeared crack and eating it with moist, audible licks. As much as we both would have liked to watch that show, though, we both opted to deal with the matter at hand. As soon as I buried my shaft all the way up his tight bottom, James moaned and his rectum started to squeeze it with repetitive throbs.

“You need it bad right now, don't you pal?” I observed, and he gave me a helpless look as he nodded his answer. “Did you have a tasty mouthful, baby boy?”

“Yes,” he whimpered, his need to feel me start thrusting overwhelming his senses.

“I could tell that you really enjoyed your feeding,” I said, then I grabbed his boney shoulders and started to thrust in and out. His boy pussy clenched down hard right away, almost causing my eyes to roll back in my head as my body shivered with pleasure.

“Tell me how it feels, James,” I panted, encouraging him to express his pleasure in the hopes that his rear end would calm down so that I might be able to sustain my ride.

“It feels really good, Jason,” he whined. “Don't stop.”

“You needed a cock in your ass, didn't you pal?” I said, and once again, he whimpered and panted his reply.

“I always do,” he admitted, then he let loose with a strong moan while his ass tightened around my cock again, sending me over the edge.

“I'm about to cum, buddy,” I told him, and he responded by thrusting his hips back and forth on his own, as if he wanted to hasten my climax. “Do you want it in your ass?”

“Yes, do it,” he moaned, then he increased the force with which he was thrusting back into me. After 10 seconds of his continuous grinding on my cock, I lost control and bred his hole while he moaned like a bitch in heat. When I pulled out of him, he spun around and wrapped his shit streaked lips around my cock, sucking it with purrs of contentment while he smiled up at me. His cheeks were smeared with shit, and for the first time, I noticed that his bangs were matted with it. Knowing that he would need to clean up, I smiled down at the boy and sighed.

“We're going to have to clean you up before we go, little stinker,” I said with a wink, but he simply stayed where he was, grinning up at me while he nursed on my deflating cock. “Maybe a golden shower can fix you up.”

“I want another golden shower too,” I heard from behind me, prompting me to look over at Simon, who was on all fours again, presenting his rear end to his step dad for fucking. His face was smeared with so much shit that I had no idea how he would ever wash it all off, but he looked like he was in paradise as Thomas slid his cock into his horny bottom. As soon as he had the man's entire 9 inches up his ass, he let go of a satisfied sigh.

“Does that feel good, son?” the man asked, and Simon nodded his answer. “Daddy's been thinking about seeding your hole all day.”

“I want you to give me a nice big cum load, daddy,” the little boy said, folding his arms in front of his body and resting the side of his head on them.

With James and I watching his dreamy expression, Simon accepted a deep ass fucking from his doting stepfather. The man had barely started to thrust when the horny boy let go of a guttural moan and shivered uncontrollably, his 2 inch boy boner burning with pleasure the entire time. A minute later, the man placed his hand on the small of his little boy's back, eager to keep his momentum. Five minutes after he started his ride, he began to exhibit the first pangs of his impending orgasm. Still, he had a look of dedication on his face as he worked to pleasure the moaning bottom boy that he loved more than anyone in the world. Simon had a far away look in his eyes as saliva ran freely from his mouth, washing away the shit that was smeared across his chin. His young body seemed to be paralyzed as the man in his life hit all of the right places in his boy pussy, but the look on his face read anything but distress. So when his adoring step dad slid his rod all the way up his ass and planted his seed, the hot to trot little pussy boy felt his young body soar to the heights of gay ecstasy. For that moment, Simon knew that he was the luckiest little cock hound in the world.

When Thomas pulled out of him, Simon put himself at eye level with his crotch, eager to suck the cum, shit and ass juice off of his cock while he moaned appreciatively. While Simon was sucking him off with an orgasmic smile, Thomas reached down and ran his fingers through his baby boy's jet black hair.

“You did a really nice job for daddy,” he said softly, prompting the little angel to bat his eyes with a loving gaze. “Did daddy fix up your boy pussy, honey?”

Simon nodded his head with a soft moan, then he gave his sated bottom a long, sensual stir while he stayed on Thomas' dick.

“Are you ready for daddy to take you home so we can get ready for tonight?” he asked, and once again, the little cum slut nodded with a deep sigh. “Let's see what we can do about getting your face cleaned up, baby boy.”

“I want to lick the poop off of his face,” James said from beside me, prompting Simon to give him a sweet smile and gush around the dick in his mouth.

“I bet Simon would like to do the same for you, pal,” Thomas observed, and his little boy nodded happily. “How about if you let daddy's dick go for now so you and your boyfriend can clean up?”

With that, Simon pulled the cock out of his mouth and smiled up at the man, then he sighed, “I love you, daddy.”

“I love you too, baby,” the man said tenderly, reaching down and helping his little boy stand. “Go clean your little lover up, then daddy has another bladderful of piss to wash the rest of the shit off of your face.”

With that, Simon and James fell into a deep kiss that eventually led to both boys licking the shit from each others' faces until there was nothing left but stubborn streaks. Eventually they gave up and made out while Thomas and I delivered on the golden shower we promised the boys, washing as much of the matted shit out of their hair as we could.

Before we left, Simon showed his shit matted underwear off to Thomas, then he stepped into them with a naughty grin. After using his teeshirt to dry his and James' hair, the little horn dog got dressed while James did the same, then the boys kissed deeply while Thomas invited me over to his house to watch his son take on a group of feeders that evening. Hearing the man's words, James sent his mom a text asking her for permission to spend the night at Simon's house while we packed up and prepared to leave.

Ever the doting parent, Thomas carried his sexed up little boy back to the car, prompting James to give me a hopeful smile. Unable to resist his charms, I lovingly scooped him up into my arms and disregarded the less than agreeable aroma rolling off of his body. As I carried my little lover through the quarry to my truck, Simon was smiling at me, his little legs wrapped tight around Thomas' waist and his head resting on his beefy shoulder. When I put James in my truck, I snapped his seatbelt into place and caressed his smiling face with a tender touch, then I closed his door and told Thomas I'd see him later.

As we were pulling away, Susan texted her son back that it was okay to spend the night at Simon's as long as he had a ride from Simon's parents. Reminding him to pack a change of clothes, she added that she loved him and to call her when he arrived so she knew he made it okay. When we got back to my place, we got into the shower together and I fucked a final load into his yearning rear end while he moaned with passion.

Once again freshly showered, James hurried home and stuffed his backpack with pajamas and clothes for the next day, then he dutifully brushed his teeth before putting his toothbrush in his backpack. In a loving gesture, he wrote his mom a note telling her that he loved her, then he drew a heart on it and left it on the kitchen table.

When we arrived at the house Simon lived in with his mom and dad, we were met in the front yard by a very hyper boy and his step dad, who was still dressed in his work clothes. Curiously, Simon was still wearing his corduroy shorts over his shit matted underwear, and the smell of dried piss was pouring off of him. When we went inside, Thomas took a seat beside me on the couch and gave Simon his marching orders.

“Buddy, daddy's feet hurt,” he said. “Take daddy's boots off and make his feet feel better.”

With that, Simon was on his knees in front of us, unlacing Thomas' boots with a huge grin on his face. James dutifully knelt beside his little lover, watching with a naughty smile as Simon worked to gain access to Thomas' sweaty feet. As soon as he had the first boot unlaced, he quickly moved to the other, taking the knot out of the laces in record time. In a flash, he had Thomas' right boot in his hand, pressing his nose into it with a pleasurable smile while he drew in the powerful stink that was swirling up into his face. He handed the boot to James, who took a long sniff of the boot and shuddered while Simon worked to get the other boot off. Soon, both boys were taking deep sniffs of Thomas' smelly work boots and letting go of moans of desire while the man used his foot to playfully tease his step son.

Simon took this as his cue to move on, and soon he had his step dad's sweat soaked socks off of his feet, pressing them into his nose with a naughty smile while he reached out and lifted Thomas' right foot. Without pulling his nose out of the stink filled socks that he was sniffing, the little foot lover wrapped his lips around his step dad's big toe and moaned again. Taking his little friend's cue, James lifted the man's left foot and treated himself to a mouthful of each toe, using his tongue to lick the area between each one in an effort to enjoy the rich, cheesy odor and flavor. Right beside him, Simon had settled into a glorified worship of Thomas' foot, licking the underside of his sole. He moaned softly as he slipped his tongue between each toe while he took deep sniffs of the sweaty, stinky socks that he had pressed to his nose.

“You two are doing a really great job for me,” Thomas praised them, earning him a pair of adorable grins that made us both gush, then both boys resumed their toe sucking and foot worship. While the two 11 year olds were caught up in their own pleasure, Thomas reached into a cooler and pulled out two beers. While we were tossing one back, James moved from foot worship to cock worship. He handed Simon the foot he had been licking and got between my legs, looking up at Thomas and I for permission. I raised an eyebrow at my host, who gave me an easy smile and nodded his approval, and James looked ready to burst. Soon, I was unloading a modest load of cum into his mouth while he swallowed with furious gulps.

When he put my cock away, he climbed into my lap and rested his head on my shoulder while I kissed his cheek. We watched Simon, who seemed to have an insatiable appetite for stinky feet, continue to lick his step dad's feet and suck on his toes, all the while sniffing his sweaty socks for added pleasure.

“It looks like Simon's really enjoying himself, doesn't it buddy?” I said, and James nodded.

“I enjoyed it, too,” he admitted with a smile. “But I really wanted to give head and cuddle with you.

“I'm glad you did, pal,” I said softly. “I love cuddling with my little lover.”

“I love you, Jason,” he said quietly, prompting me to give him a warm hug and return his tender expression.

“I love you too, pal,” I told him, planting another kiss on his head.

Just then, the jingling of keys in the front door caught all of our attention, but Simon made no move to stop. Instead, he stayed where he was with a transfixed smile, sniffing and licking and sucking while his mom came in and greeted us.

“Hey babe,” Thomas said, puckering his lips for a kiss from his wife. She took a seat beside him and accepted a beer, then she doted on her little foot worshiper.

“Are you enjoying daddy's stinky feet, son?” she asked, and Simon nodded up at her with a mouthful of toes. “Well, when you're finished, come up here and give mommy some sugar.”

With that, the naughty boy took one more pass through all ten of Thomas' toes, eager to lap up as much stink as he could, then he took a long, indulgent whiff of his socks as he stood up straight. Handing them to his mom, he leaned into her and she sniffed him with a knowing smile. When they broke their hug, she inquired about his tell tale odor.

“Simon, did you shit your pants down at the quarry?” the slender brunette asked her son, who was standing in front of her with a naughty smile.

“No mom,” he said, shaking his head at the same time. “I did it when I was at Jason's house feeding with James.”

“I see,” she said with an amused smile, leaning forward and planting a kiss on her little boy's forehead while she unbuttoned his tight fitting corduroy shorts. “Turn around and let mommy see what you have back there.”

With that, the cute 11 year old turned to face away from his mom, who promptly pulled the waistband of his shorts back and looked into their seat. Simon was looking over his shoulder the entire time, his gaze fixed on the mess he had been sitting in and his mouth watering. He saw his mother raise an eyebrow when she spotted his hungry expression, prompting him to look at her with pleading eyes.

“Are you still hungry Simon?” she asked with a note of concern in her voice, and the little shit lover nodded in silence. “Didn't daddy feed you before he brought you home?”

“Yeah, but I'm ready for more, mom,” the 11 year old admitted in a small voice, then he gave his stepfather a grateful smile. “Daddy's poop is in my butt now.”

“Would you like for mommy to take you outside and gather up a snack for you while you wait for your feeders to get here?” she asked with a motherly smile, and the little tyke nodded again, this time with a grin. Letting the waistband of his shit caked underwear go, the doting mother reached around and buttoned her little boy's shorts, then she rubbed his back while he leaned into her for affection and smiled at James and I.

“Tell mommy what you want, Simon,” she encouraged him, running her fingers through his fine head of black hair. At the same time, Simon's stepfather reached out and caressed his face with a tender series of strokes.

“I want to eat some dog poop, mommy,” the little boy confessed with a whimper, his grin seemingly permanent while his parents heaped affection on him. He turned his head and smiled up at both of them, then he announced, “I feel like pooping in my pants some more, too.”

“That's mommy's little toilet slave,” she said with a proud smile. “Come on sweetie, let's get something in your tummy, then you can take a nice, hot shit in your britches and mommy can put it back in your tummy.”

James was watching his little boyfriend with a mixture of desire and envy. He'd always heard from Simon that his parents approved of his appetite for sex and shit, but he hadn't realized just how supportive they were until he got permission from his mother to have a sleepover with his young friend. My cute neighbor was still seated in my lap, snuggled in my arms as he watched. I planted a kiss on his cheek while we watched the interaction between Simon and his mom. When Simon's mother was examining the seat of his pants, I spoke softly to James.

“How does that make you feel, buddy?” I asked him, prompting him to smile sweetly at me.

“I feel really sexy, Jason,” he said, resting his head on my shoulder. “I wish my mom would do that.”

“I bet, kiddo,” I agreed, then I scooted him out of my lap and took his hand, watching as Simon's parents did the same with their little shit lover before leading him through the house to the backyard. As we walked, it seemed that Simon was intentionally making his rear end stick out in as enticing a manner as possible, perhaps hoping to procure a hard cock to fill it.

When we walked out to the backyard my eyes got huge. Locked in a large pen were two fully grown male Great Danes who were laying in the grass, lazily resting until they spotted us. The pen itself was littered with massive piles of dog shit, and it suddenly dawned on me that both dogs were there for the sole purpose of keeping Simon sated. As soon as we walked out, both dogs perked up and started running laps around their pen with hyper panting and barking. Simon's parents stopped at the gate and they both knelt down to talk to their boy, rubbing his back while they did.

“Simon, when was the last time you came out here to pick up after your dogs?” Thomas asked, and the little boy grinned naughtily.

“I came out here last night, daddy,” he said in a husky voice. “Mommy was with me. I picked up all of the poop and put it in my tummy.”

“Is that true, Sandy?” the man asked, and Simon's mother nodded affectionately, then she planted a kiss on her son's cheek.

“It's true,” she said in a gentle voice. “There wasn't a single turd on the ground when Simon was finished out here.”

“Well, it looks like you have a lot of work ahead of you, pal,” Thomas noted, running his fingers through his little boy's hair. “Are you going to pick it all up now, or are you going to wait until later?”

“I want to get all of the dog poop off of the ground daddy,” the youngster said with a catch in his voice. “I want to make sure I get all of my chores done before my feeders get here.”

“Good boy,” Thomas praised him, giving him a warm hug while Sandy stood up and took her little boy by the hand. James and I watched in silence as Simon's mom opened the door to the pen and the two of them walked in, then she closed the door behind her while she admonished the dogs not to jump on her and Simon. Surveying the piles on the ground, I quickly counted eight massive heaps of dog shit, then I looked at the small boy and his mother, wondering how it was even possible for him to finish one of them.

“Show mommy which one you want first, Simon,” she encouraged him, and with a lick of his lips, the cute boy pointed to the nearest pile. Still holding his hand, the pretty young mother led her little boy to the bounty that he was so hot for and knelt beside him.

It felt so surreal to watch it happen, but Simon was clearly in his own little world as his mom reached down and picked up the majority of the giant shit load so that she could present it to him. I watched him lean forward and take a long sniff that seemed to intoxicate him, then he opened wide. With a look of love on her face, Sandy eased the contents of her hands into his mouth all at once. It looked so gentle and so nurturing, but the reality that she was feeding her son dog shit was still present in the back of my mind. When she had it all in his mouth, Simon gazed over his shoulder at Thomas, James and I with a look of euphoria and started to chew his mouthful up. While he was macerating his gift, his mother reached down and gathered up the rest of the pile while the overwhelming stench of dog shit carried into my nostrils. She lovingly held the remainder of shit under his nose while he worked on the first portion, watching with a proud smile as he sniffed and swallowed at the same time.

“Is that good, Simon?” she asked softly, and the youngster nodded his answer as he swallowed the last of his mouthful, then he opened up and waited for another while she praised him. “Mommy's little toilet makes her so proud.”

With that, she eased the second half of the shit pile she was holding into his mouth, earning her a loving smile from her little boy. While he was chewing his new mouthful, she instructed him to show her which pile he wanted next. With a moan, the youngster pointed to a pile that was right beside the fence, where James, Thomas and I were watching from. The affectionate mother led her son to the pile while he simultaneously chewed and swallowed, ensuring that he wouldn't have to wait long between mouthfuls. I watched her kneel down and scoop the massive pile of shit with both hands, leaving none of it behind while Simon watched with animated eyes. He quickly swallowed his brown mouthful and leaned in for a deep whiff, then he opened his watering mouth and gave his mom a needy look.

Knowing what he was after, the caring mother instructed him to open as wide as he could. The little turd lover looked orgasmic as his mother packed his mouth with the entire load she was holding, then he sealed his lips and his cheeks bulged almost obscenely. He was letting go of horny moans as he used his tongue to smash the taboo meal he was enjoying so much, his little Adam's apple bobbing up and down the entire time. His eyes looked glazed over, as if he were transfixed with the pleasure that he was experiencing. Knowing that her boy was in a state of bliss, Sandy rubbed his back and praised him.

“You love eating dog shit, don't you son?” she said softly, and Simon nodded his answer with a smile. “Would you like for mommy to feed you more, honey?”

He nodded furiously, his tongue smashing through the many turds that she had crammed into his mouth while the stink swirled around his face. From where we were, the aroma was almost too much to bear, and I had to fight my gag reflex. At my side, James was taking deep whiffs with a naughty grin of his own, his little boy boner straining through his pants. When he spotted me watching him, he smiled up at me and leaned into my side, then he gave me a tight hug.

“Do you think you'd like to try some dog crap, buddy?” I asked, and James shook his head no. I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair with a sympathetic smile, secretly grateful that he wasn't willing to go that far.

In the meanwhile, Simon's mother had led her little boy to the third pile of shit and was now cramming it all into his mouth while he moaned with depravity. While she was stuffing his mouth with shit he was taking loud sniffs, his eyes shut tight and a dreamy smile plastered to his face. When he had the entire load in his mouth, he once again sealed his lips and chewed while a series of muffled moans rang out. I watched him reach down and grab his tummy with a wince just as he started to swallow, then he looked up at his mom with a needy expression. She placed her hand over his bubble butt with a concerned look of her own, then she spoke to him.

“Honey, are you about ready to shit your britches?” she asked, and Simon nodded as he gulped down the last of his mouthful. “How about if we take a little break for now? I bet you'd like to show James and Jason how mama changes her little pants pooper.”

“Okay mom,” Simon said, his expression still one of need as he licked his shit smeared lips. “I want to lick the poop off of your hands.”

“Here baby,” she said softly, holding her hands out for her little boy to lick clean. After indulging himself by lapping away every last shit smear he could find, he smiled up at her and hung his rear end out so that it was pointing our way. Sandy was smiling down at her son with a maternal gaze, watching as his face tensed up for a moment, then a look of relief swept across it and his smile got bigger. At the same time, a massive bulge started to grow in the seat of his corduroy shorts and a loud crackle rang out. Simon looked quite comfortable as he filled his pants with shit, his expression of relaxation vivid as he gave in to his release.

As the bulge continued to grow, a few moist patches appeared through the brown fabric of his shorts, then I saw his mom place her palm gently over the swelling load and smile approvingly.

“It feels very hot, Simon,” she observed, and Simon nodded in agreement. “Are you enjoying that pant load, son?”

“Uh huh,” he nodded, then the squelch of diarrhea erupted and the bulge grew again while she kissed his cheek.

“Are you all done, Simon?” she asked, and he nodded up at her with a satisfied smile. “You had a full tummy, baby. Do you want mama to clean you up out here?”

“Yes please,” he said in a small voice, his tone laced with desire.

With a proud smile, Simon's mother took his hand and walked him out of the pen so that they could join us. I watched with interest as she used one hand to support his large pant load while she lovingly lead him through the gate. As soon as his wife and son came out, Thomas knelt down and welcomed a hug from Simon.

“Did you have a nice, comfortable crap, son?” he asked gently, and Simon nodded his answer. “After we finish cleaning you up, daddy wants you to go back in there and finish picking up after your dogs.”

“I promise to, daddy,” Simon said with a look of sheer need, prompting his step dad to kiss him on top of the head while Sandy unfastened the fly of his shorts.

“Do you want to drink some pee, honey?” she asked him as his shorts dropped to the ground around his ankles, and the horny boy gave her a conflicted look.

“I do mommy,” he admitted. “But I feel like eating poop more than I feel like drinking pee.”

“How about if we take care of your poop craving first, then?” she said with a smile, and Simon nodded in agreement while she pulled the waistband of his underwear back and looked at his load. “Let's have a look at what you shit out, honey.”

All eyes were on Simon's shit filled briefs as she held them open. James and I leaned in and looked, and once again, the putrid smell was almost too much for me to handle. James took a deep whiff and shuddered, prompting Sandy to give him a warm smile.

“Would you like to share Simon's pant load, James?” she asked softly, and the little boy nodded shyly. “I bet he'd be willing to share with you, wouldn't you Simon?”

“Yes mama,” the horny scat lover panted breathlessly, earning us all a huge grin from James. Before any of us could react to James' smile, though, Sandy went into her son's crap filled underwear and produced a clump of hot, steaming shit that looked almost too big for her to hold. As soon as she pulled it out, James let my hand go and approached her with a pensive look, prompting the loving woman to ease his anxiety with a warm smile. I watched as she wordlessly held it up to James' sniffing nose, encouraging the cutie to take a long, extended whiff, then he let out a hot moan. Then, with the efficiency of an experienced shit eater, James opened wide and accepted the entire handful at once. As she was slipping it into his mouth, his little body jerked hard and he moaned almost desperately, and it suddenly dawned on me that he was in the midst of a strong climax. Acutely aware of the same fact, the caring woman wrapped a supportive arm around the 11 year old and held him close while his anal orgasm played out.

Knowing that her son was watching with hungry eyes, Sandy double tasked by using her free hand to go back into Simon's underwear and fetching what was left. Simon looked like he was soaring on a cloud as she crammed his mouth full of the shit load, as if he hadn't already been on the receiving end of a long feeding. While both boys were chewing and smashing their brown meal, Sandy and Thomas were rubbing their backs and holding them close while they heaped praise on them both.

“Is that good, James?” Thomas asked tenderly, and the youngster nodded with a greedy smile. “I can tell you have a very healthy appetite for shit, just like my Simon does. Would you like it if a few men squatted over your face tonight and gave you some more?”

“I'd love that,” James said through his mouthful, resting his head on the man's meaty shoulder. “I want to have you poop for me too.”

“I'm very happy to hear that, kiddo,” Thomas said, then he ran his hand over James' bubble butt. “How about if we wait for Simon to finish picking up dog poop, then we'll go inside and hop in the shower. I'd sure like to take your rear end for a quick spin.”

“I'd like that, too,” the horny youngster declared, then he smiled up at me. “I want Jason to take my rear end for a spin, too.”

“I think we can arrange that, pal,” Thomas assured him, watching and listening as the cute 11 year old in his embrace finished chewing and swallowing. “Maybe before we hop in the shower you can give Simon a mouthful of hot turds.”

“I can give him some right now,” James said proudly, then we heard a moan escape from Simon's lips.

“Would you like that, son?” Sandy asked her little boy, who nodded furiously. “You're very close to James, aren't you?”

“He's my boyfriend,” Simon said with a smile and a sigh. “He's the cutest boy in my school.”

“I think you're the cutest boy, Simon,” James said sweetly, and once again, we all gushed.

Moments later, James was out of his pants and underwear, squatting over Simon's grinning face with a look of concentration. Simon's mouth filled quickly, then he chewed and swallowed with horny moans, his own little boner still rock hard and pressed tight into his pubic bone. When James' entire load was released, Simon took care to lick every last smear of shit from his behind while we all watched. James' own three inch boner was sticking straight out from his body, his pleasure building at a continuous rate while he enjoyed the feeling of Simon's tongue working against his rear end.

When Simon was content with the cleanup of James' ass, his mom helped him to his feet and pulled his shorts back up before leading him back into the pen. I was in a state of disbelief that Simon was so insatiable, unable to reconcile his small size with his uncanny ability to eat shit continuously. I watched as his mom led him to the first pile of dog shit and fed it to him with a loving smile. When it was gone, she took him by the hand and walked him to the next one. The entire time, Simon had a look of pleasure and desire on his face that only deepened as he consumed the sharp smelling shit that his mother was feeding him. When the second pile was down, she asked him if he was still hungry, and he gave her a helpless look as he nodded in the affirmative. I watched as he opened wide, silently begging her to cram his mouth with the entire shit pile. With a look of maternal love, she gave in and stuffed his mouth full with every last turd that she comprised the load. When he leaned into her with a moan, she held him close while he shivered with passion and chewed his mouthful up.

James and I watched in stunned silence as she took him to the next pile of dog shit that he pointed to. She gently but efficiently fed him the entire mound while his eyes glazed over with an almost hypnotic expression. When it was gone, he all but dragged her to the final heap, practically begging her to feed it to him. As if she were giving him his vitamins, the loving mother scooped up the last pile of shit and held it under Simon's nose, then she encouraged him to take a bite. With a naughty grin, the horny little scat lover finished the massive pile of dog shit with three huge bites, chewing and smashing each mouthful with a decadent smile. When the last mouthful was down, he licked his mother's hands clean while he pushed another massive load of shit into the seat of his pants.

“That's it, baby,” Sandy said in a soft voice. “Take a nice shit so mommy can feed you some more.”

He responded to this with another naughty smile, licking her smeared palms while he relieved himself again. While his pant load was growing, a torrent of hot piss coursed down his short legs and saturated his shorts. His mom responded by petting his head and talking softly to him.

“Did you enjoy picking up all of that dog shit, honey?”

“Uh huh,” he said with a frantic nod, then he rolled his shit caked bottom around.

“Are you ready for mama to get the poop out of your pants, Simon?”

Once again the horny boy nodded his answer, so his mom took her hand away from the hungry little shit lover and smiled down at him approvingly. Returning his mother's smile, Simon held his arms up and whined that he wanted her to pick him up. Without batting an eye, Sandy hoisted her son up into her arms and planted a kiss on his cheek, then she sniffed him with a smile as she carried him out of the pen.

“After you take the poop out of my pants will daddy take me to the shower?” Simon asked hopefully, and once again, his mother kissed his cheek.

“Of course he will, baby,” she promised him. “Are you horny for daddy again?”

“Yes mom,” he said with a nod. “I want him to stick it up my butt.”

“You're going to take a lot of cocks up the butt tonight, sweetie,” she told him, and he sighed contentedly. “You're going to take a lot of shit loads tonight, too.”

“How many, mama?” he asked hungrily, resting his head on her shoulder.

“How many do you want, Simon?” she asked as we made our way down a long hallway toward the bathroom, which was located at the very end.

“500,” he said with a naughty smile, prompting his parents to gush.

“I don't know about 500, son,” she said in a soft voice. “But I bet you'll get about 20 shit loads tonight. Does that sound good?”

“Yes mommy,” the youngster said in a sweet tone. “Will we go back outside for more dog poop, too?”

“If that's what my gay turd burglar wants, then of course we will,” she promised, turning the light on in the bathroom and setting her boy down, then she took a seat on the tub and looked in the seat of his pants. “It smells like dog shit, honey.”

“I can't wait to have it in my tummy, mom,” Simon sighed as she eased his wet shorts down. He stepped out of them and she kicked them to the side, then she reached into his underwear and pulled the entire load out with both hands.

“Is this what you're after, son?” she asked, and the little turd burglar nodded. “Take a deep whiff, honey. You'll be eating a lot more tonight, Simon. Mommy and daddy are going to see to that.”

To be continued?

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Other Work by Josh Terrence:

Serials:

The Persistent Trespasser (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Saturday Morning Splendor (Gay/Incest)

The Boy at My Door (Gay/Adult-Youth)

The Coupling (Gay/Adult–Youth)

Taylor Made (Gay/Incest)

James' Secret (Gay/Urination)

Kyle's Afterschool Snack (Gay/Urination)

Short Stories: