Date: Wed, 18 May 2016 20:34:12 -0500 From: Vlad Subject: Real Men Piss and Shit #2 A Real Man Pisses and Shits By Daddy vampyrered@gmail.com All copyrights are invoked. You may not copy any portion of this story without express written consent of the author. If you are underage, please do not continue reading. If reading this material is outlawed in your Country, please discontinue reading. IF this subject matter (man/man sex, bareback, piss, scat) also offends you, please return to the main menu, and select from the other thousands of wonderful offerings Nifty.org has available. Also on that note, please consider contributing to Nifty so that you and others may continue enjoying stories such as this. Just and authors note: I have had this story running in my head of about a week. As with many of my other works it came on suddenly and would not leave until I had it down on paper. I hope you enjoy this fictional rendering. Any resemblance to living or deceased persons is coincidental at best. Now on to our taleÉ Well after I tackled my Coach's ass, it was long before word got out to the rest of the team about my wants and needs. There wasn't an ass on that team that didn't get my full attention. Often times guys would pull me into the boys restroom between classes just to have my sniff their jeans, or briefs, and get them off. I understood my place in the pecking order and that was just fine with me. Once I left high school, college was the natural progression. I still worked on the farm over breaks and in the summer, but most of my time was spent away from that life. In college I got to really expand my experiences. Learned about glory holes especially. You see, on every college campus around this great Nation of ours, no matter how big or small, there are glory holes. Usually the best place to find them is in the library, but sometimes it could be just an out of the way restroom that not many people know exists, or use. That for me was the Communications building restroom on campus. Although it was a very busy building, it did only have one restroom on the basement floor that very few people used. That may not be true, the ones looking for dick and more used it a lot. That's is where I had my first glory hole encounter. I was hornier than hell one day, and had heard about the action in that bathroom from one of the jocks in my class. He said that he often went down to get his "rocks off" as he put it, when the girl friend was not putting out. He said some fag usually sucks his dick off, but he never knew who it was. I decided that I needed to see for myself and find out how much action was there. I mean, if I can at least score some jock cock, why not? I made my way down just after lunch that day. I found the restroom easy enough, but it sure was tucked away where not many students of faculty would venture unless they had to. I walked in and of course it was empty. I checked the stalls, and sure enough there was a glory hole in the stall just by the urinals. The way the room was set up, you had to come around a partition to get into the room. On your immediate left were three stalls, adjacent to that were three urinals. On the opposite side were three sinks, and mirrors. Seemed to me if you angled yourself right, you could cruise the guy looking in the mirror from the crack between the stall door, and the wall. Anyway, I decided to take up my position in the stall with the glory hole. Was not sure what would come of it, or how to exactly use it, but I would figure it out. I waited for about a half hour and nothing. Then I decided to leave and walked over to the sink to wash my hands. Just as turned on the water, I heard the outer door open. I quickly ran over to the urinals and unzipped. I didn't get to see who walked in as I was pretending to pee, but who ever it was took up their spot in the stall with the glory hole. I heard him unbuckle his belt, and let his pants down to ankles. As I peered slightly down to the hole I could almost make out his checkered shirt. I also thought he might be working his cock. The whole scene was starting to get me hard, and I began stroking my dick. Then as I was looking over the guy traced the hole with his index finger. Not knowing that this was the signal that he wanted to suck my cock, I just stood there like an idiot. Then he did it again, and whispered, "Hey man, let me suck your dick". An invitation like that I could not refuse. I shuffled over to the wall and pushed my semi hard cock through the hole. I felt his warm breath on my cock and could tell he was sniffing me. That just got me even harder. Another scent pig was in the stall. I felt his nose take good whiffs of my cock, and even at my balls. I was pretty clean that day, but it had been warm, so I am sure there was something heady he smelled. He then took my cock down to the pubes in his mouth. The warmth of his mouth got me rock hard, and he started to savor my dick. He took his time sucking my cock, really making love to it. He would lick at the head, and then move down and tickle my balls with the tip of his tongue. Then he would just go for broke and deep throat my 7-inch cock, and bite gently at the base. I held onto the top of the partition and thrust my cock into that wanting mouth. I guess we were in that position for about ten minutes, when I had the urge to reciprocate. I got down on my knees and asked him to give me his cock. The cock that came through was a dark tan color, and thick. The veins were very pronounced, and it was uncut. I pulled back the skin, and I could see that there was a little bit of magma there. Not horribly bad, but enough to give his cock real flavor. I pulled the skin and stuck my tongue in to clean out all that cheese. It was like tasting a really good cheese that had strong overtones. Once I had that cleaned up, I went to town on his cock. It tasted musky, and salty. I wanted more. I knew that under his balls was where the real price lie. Once you get to the taint, you have found that pathway to heaven. You get piss, cum, sweat, and a little shit taste there. I wanted that. I asked him to join me in the open area. He unlocked the door, and came around the corner. HOLY SHIT! It was my English Literature professor. He was a mix bag of ethnicities, with most of them Mediterranean at root. He had dark eyes, and a beard. The beard had every color you could imagine in it, and it really set off his darker features. Given his heritage, he had a thick blanket of dark fur across his chest, down his torso, and everywhere else. I couldn't wait to get into his ass, and lick those moist hairs. He was surprised to find me on my knees, and only said that we needed to keep this quiet or he would be fired. Trust me, I wasn't telling anyone. I told him to turn around and brace himself over one of the urinals. I wanted this hairy Mediterranean man's butt so bad I was going to scream. I did what I had been taught and took my time. I wanted to fully memorize this experience. I gently kissed his ass cheeks. They were covered in that dark fur, but they were well muscled. They were firm and they responded to my touch. My professor started to moan as I paid more attention to his ass. I took and blew gently down his crack. I hadn't gotten into yet, but I wanted to tease it open. I wanted this man to beg for me to eat his dirty ass hole. I then took my nose and inhaled down the crack. There was definite man stink there. He must have taken a dump not too long ago, and you could tell that the hairs still had some remnants of that. I spread the cheeks wider, and he pushed back to really open himself to me. I looked down at his brown pucker, and it winked at me. His ass was as hungry as I was. I stuck my face in the crack, and just let all that moistness, and stink envelope my senses. I then stuck my tongue out and into his hole. He opened up willingly, and I could taste his essence. This is something most people don't get. To really know a man, a REAL man, you have to get into his ass and taste him, smell him, enjoy who he is. Just as I was thinking this thought, my professor said in his deep voice, "You really like getting into where a REAL MAN shits, don't you?" "You know that real men shit and piss, and that is as basic and human as he gets". I nodded I agreement, as I was too busy tasting his last shit. His ass hairs did have some small snacks to provide me, and his stink was all over my face. My dick was drooling precum, and I wanted to fuck him. I don't fuck often, but every once in awhile the urge strikes. I spit into his hole, and really got it wet. He knew what was coming and wanted my college boy cock. To my surprise he produced a bottle of poppers from somewhere. He took two very long, deep hits off the brown bottle and handed it to me. I took a few hits off it as well and felt my head swim. I then pushed my hard cock into his hole, right to the base. He moaned loudly. I held myself in that position for a minute or so. I am not a hard fuck, I let my bottom at least get used to the invasion before really getting into rhythm. His ass opened up even more and I knew I was good to go. "FUCK ME!" he demanded and I did. I grabbed onto those thick hips and started pounded his cunt for all I was worth. I had come too far at that point to be nice. I wanted to wreck his hole open and dump my load in him deep, I figure he will either stay around the bathroom for more, or would go back to class with is hole holding on to my juices. I fucked him hard and deep, and he was moaning and groaning, and telling me how much he wanted my load. I felt his ass tighten around my shaft as I pistoned in and out of his ass. I was so close to cumming, when I heard the outer door open. FUCK! I was too far gone to care, and kept right on fucking. My professor seemed far tenser, but we were in no position to rearrange and make it look innocent. I turned my head to see that jock from one of my classes walk in. He just stood and watched as I pounded my professor. He started to massage his cock through his jeans watching the show. I tensed up and blew my load deep into the man's ass. I kept pushing it further in with each thrust. As the last squirts fired, I held myself deep in the hairy man's butt. I then pulled out and watched some of my cum drip out. The professor quickly, and silently pulled himself together. He thanked me for the fuck, and left. There I was with my pants around my ankles and my dick leaking what was left of my load. The jock that had walked in on us looked at my and asked, "You still horny? "Hell yeah!" I got down on my knees and he walked over. "Take your pants all the way down dude, I want to eat your ass", I told him. He just smiled and turned around. He presented the most beautiful smooth ass to me. As he bent over he farted. "Oh sorry man, didn't mean to do that in your face". "No worries, I enjoyed it". "You did?" he asked puzzled. "Dude, I am a scent pig". That means that I am into the way a man smells. I like piss, shit, farts, sweat, rank pits, etc. The jock just smiled, and said, "hell dude, been wanting to me a man like you to take care of all my REAL MAN needs." "I have been coming down to this restroom all semester long, hoping to find someone into the same things I am." "Well get that funked up ass over here and squat on my face." I lay down on the cold tile floor, and waited for him to move into position. He came over and straddled my face with those thick thighs, and that bubbled butt. He squatted like you do on the football field, and that really opened up his hole. I was now inches away from his hole, and he let out another fart. The smell was strong, and meaty. It made my cock jump. I pushed my tongue into his gaping hole, and he moaned deeply. He pushed his ass even further down, so that he was almost smothering me with is ass. That was perfectly fine for me. I dug deep into his hole, and tasted all that smooth flesh inside. He wiggled his ass on my face, and begged for me to go deeper into him with my tongue. Sadly there is only so deep you can get, and with him pushing his rosebud out at me, I tasted deep. He was delicious. He quickly got up and wanted me on all fours. Apparently he was about to pop, and wanted to breed me. With one hard push he was in. He held me tight as he pushed his long dick into me. His fast jabs massaged my outer ring, and had me begging him for his load. I felt him hit deep in me, and the first volley went in, then there was a succession of about 4 more, and I felt completely wet. Just like me, he kept fucking his jock juice into me. Then he just held himself in me. I felt a warm flow inside, and knew he was pissing me full of him. "That's right pig I am giving you a piss and cum enema". You will definitely need a butt plug to keep all of this in you." I didn't have one of those, but was determined that I was going to hold him in for as long as I could. If I was lucky I could get back to my place, and expel everything into a glass for my own consumption. He pulled out and I clenched. "Man dude, had I known you were a pig we would have gotten together at the beginning of the semester, " he said. I replied, "well its not like we run in the same circles." "LOL we can change that, " he laughed. We both got ourselves back into decent order, and left. We exchanged digits and emails and promised another such session in the future.