Date: Mon, 27 Feb 2012 22:23:01 -0800 (PST) From: raunchy wolf Subject: Junior Becomes a Toilet part 1 - gay urination section This story depicts a fantasy situation form an adult thinking back to his youth. It contains piss, scat and other kinds of intercourse between males. If this offends you, don't read it. Comments?: raunchywolf@yahoo.com JUNIOR BECOMES A TOILET PART 1 I'm under the rimseat, a beautiful turd is slowly filling my mouth and curling up on my nose and face as I chew and swallow. This is pure heaven. What makes it better still is that my old man is the feeder, 65 and still hot, sexy and feeding his youngest son his waste. I've been eating my father's turds since I was in my teens, a life of service as a toilet, mostly for older fatter men, like him. As I savor the taste of the shit of the man I love most in the world, I think back to how I came to be here, enjoying this awesome life. I was 13 years old. It was summer 1973. I was 5'7", kinda chunky, very Spanish looking with white/olive skin and jet black hair and eyes. And somewhere between 12 and 13, my uncut cock, which was always larger than usual, grew to an amazing10 inches in length. I had a few scraggly black pubes popping out over this huge veiny thing that had grown virtually overnight, as did my nuts. They'd swollen up and then started hanging down lower and lower from my crotch. I'd look at other boys in gym class or at the beach and cover my overgrown monster in embarrassment. Little did I know how fast everything was going to change... I woke up one morning with my monster extra hard and swollen. I'd gotten used to scurrying to the bathroom when school was in so my mom wouldn't see the erect arm growing out of my crotch. But now was summer, no one was around and walking with my fat cock hanging from my PJs wasn't a big deal. I sat on the john, my hardon not going down, unable to piss. But I had to shit so I turned round and straddled the toilet the other way letting my cock hang down almost to the water as the fat turds pumped outta my hole into the bowl. I liked watching that, shit just dropping slowly like a brown rope from my asshole, sometimes staying attached all the way into the water. Todays turd was like that, thick and solid, just hanging down form my hole right next to my throbbing cock, the foreskin just teasing the waters surface. The turd broke off; I just stared at it mesmerized, my cock bouncing with the heartbeat pounding in my head. I felt so weird, so lost in the smells and the moment, so....horny! I knew nothing of why my cock was hard or really anything about sex; I was truly a dumbass nerdy kid and somehow missed the memo about sexuality completely. Today was different, today I wanted something, I wanted to feel something, the smell of shit was making my head swim and I was flushed and feeling crazed. I sat back and looked at my cock now popping up from my belly. I held the base in my fist and started slowly feeling the length of it, stroking it slowly, my head swimming with the sensation. I noticed the smell coming form my cock now and peeled back the skin. Bam the stench of cheese rose form the head. It smelled so good to me, like the shit did...I felt so many emotions about this, guilt and shame and...and...lust and desire! I wanted to TASTE that smell I wanted it in my mouth! I bent my head down and took a lick, then another, then another...then I just engulfed the cheesy head into my mouth. I started getting some kind of head rush, I started breathing harder, my fist impulsively stroked faster and harder and before I knew it I WAS GAGGING ON SOME DELICIOUS SLIMY GOO SHOOTING OUT OF MY COCK BY THE CUP FULL. I sat back still stroking and kept shooting and shooting, screaming out loud as the cum gurgled in my throat. I never wanted this to stop! But eventually that timeless moment lessened and subsided...BUT I WANTED MORE! I bent and sucked all the cum off my cock and hand, and started noticing the smell of shit rising from the toilet, the stench that was sort of in the background intensifying as I orgasmed. I got off the seat and knelt on the floor lowering my head in towards the bowl and the shit. I kept breathing through my nose, my head swimming with the smell fo my giant curled up turd floating in the tank. If it smelled THAT good, what could the TASTE be like? Could you EAT SHIT? But that was DISGUSTING! UNHEARD OF! HOW DID I EVEN COME UP WITH THAT?!?! Meanwhile my face was now at the water, my nose was actually touching the turd, moving it slightly, nudging it. I stuck my tongue out and licked the surface. AH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE?!?! I CAN'T BE DOING THIS BUT I CAN'T STOP!!!! My head screamed at me but my throbbing cock was feeling that same feeling it had just minutes earlier, it felt like it was gonna blow again! I got bolder and opened my mouth wide and bobbed for that turd! It kept moving so I reached in with my hand and dipped under and BIT INTO THE TURD LIKE IT WAS CHOCOLATE!!! I started to vibrate all over and had to lean on the seat as my cock once again exploded with jet after jet of that creamy stuff shooting against the bowl and floor. AND I STILL HAD THAT FILTH IN MY MOUTH!!! As it subsided this time, I screamed and pulled out of the tank, I was crying and freaking out. I ran to the sink and washed that waste out of my mouth, coughing and spitting. I washed and ran to my bedroom, shaking, crying...I did NOT however flush the toilet. After crying and grappling with my feelings for a little while, my giant cock started to grow again, my hand started rubbing it, stroking it and I could still TASTE the shit in my mouth. Almost possessed I walked trance-like back to the bathroom, reached into the bowl with both hands and brought out the 12 inches of waste curled up in it. It was like a dripping disgusting snake in my hands. I stepped into the shower with it and brought the whole thing up to my mouth biting into it and feeling its mushiness smear onto my boy face. I just smeared down with it, down the front of my body and back up, my other hand using a handful to lube my dick. I sat down in the tub and leaned forward shoving my cock down my throat as far as I could with my mouth full of waste. I pushed as hard as I could and the piss began to shoot out of my cock, RIGHT INTO MY SHIT FILLED MOUTH. I just chewed and let it drool out. Then another crazy thought occurred to me: SWALLOW THAT WASTE LIKE YOU ARE A REAL TOILET. OMG I AM A TOILET!!!! I scooped a huge chunk off the floor of the tub WITH BOTH HANDS, shoved it into my mouth, shot some piss in to make it all mushy, put my hands over my mouth to hold it all in...AND I SWALLOWED. AND I SWALLOWED AND SWALLOWED. I couldn't hear anything because as I swallowed I began shooting my third load WITHOUT TOUCHING MY COCK! I just sat there swallowing my shit into my belly and shooting cum up into my face. Oh! to have had a video camera for that! I don't know how long I did that but I sort of came to as there was no more shit going down my toilet gullet. I sat there a long time, consumed again by guilt and shame. Then I got up and turned on the shower... Dad's voice brought me out of my shit memory. "Damn Junior that's like 5 pounds of shit on you boy. You better get to swallowin boy cause you know Dad doesn't like to waste waste! NOW FUCKING SWALLOW BOY!" With my mouth overflowing with dad's waste I let out a muffled, "Yes sir!" And like I did that first fateful time all by myself at 13, I began swallowing the waste in my mouth, gulping actually. I knew that as soon as it went down a little dad would assist by filling me with piss. I sure wanted his big fat cock to just push through the mound of turdmeat and start hosing urine into my guzzling hungry toilet mouth. Sure nuff', dad just read my mind. His fat hard cock came pointing down and he pushed it through, already shooting a stream of dark yellow morning piss. This was out daily ritual. Wake up, smoke Reds or cigars and feed your son, the toilet. Sometime he woke up hungry and I fed him. Sometimes after my feeding dad would sit his enormous prolapsed asshole right down on his son's 10 inch manhood, now more like 13 inches after compulsive pumping, saline and silicone. Dad forced me into his being his personal slave once mom died, basically tied me up and kept me in the house for months tending only his needs. At some point the indoctrination worked and I just accepted who we were: Father and Son, Slave and Master, Toilet and Feeder. And now I was so happy just being completely his, entirely owned by the seed that made me. In the zone of eating and swallowing, I remotely heard the sound of my brother's voice calling out from the door. "On the toilet, son. Come on back!" I heard the heavy thudding steps of my oldest brother Pepin. My dad was Pepe, my brother was Pepin and I was Junior -- we were all named Jose. Not a lot of imagination in naming... "Hey Papi. Hey Junior. Don't get up I see you're busy hehehehe..." My brother was an enormous man, 6'2, 300 lbs, nice fat cock and balls, totally covered in hair...and a recovered heterosexual. It was he who, as a birthday present, changed my life just a few short weeks after my first taste of cock and shit...