Date: Wed, 19 Dec 2007 17:57:14 +0000
From: Jerry Coole <jeek0@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Shit fun with Adam part 4

The alarm clock rang. I stretched out, hit the snooze button and farted. I
reached further, grabbed the pack of Camels, took out two and lit them. I
placed one between his lips. He groaned and took a deep drag. I drew hard
on mine and laid back contentedly. . . .

After Adam's birthday I saw little of him. Whenever I contacted him he was
busy and when he contacted me it was always the same thing, nothing more,
nothing less. It was fun, but nothing else happened. Once we'd finished,
we'd clear up and I'd leave. It was as if I was only good for one thing and
I suppose I wanted more. As a result, I started making excuses not to see
him. Of course, I continued the solo shit fun, which included shitting my
pants. I just love the feeling of all the crap squelching around and the
clean up that followed. And, of course eating my turds which I had started
doing with greater regularity.

Life living with my parents was going from difficult to fucking disastrous.
Even being nineteen years old didn't make any difference. I was nagged at
for not been in for meals, smoking - even though my Dad did, and being a
bad influence on my younger brother! Thank goodness they didn't know about
the scat! That would have done their fucking heads in. At least if my
breath smelled like an ashtray, as my mum kept telling me, it stopped it
smelling like a dirty asshole!

It was out of the blue that I received a call form Jason, Adam's cousin. He
was quite chatty and asked if I fancied meeting him and a few mates. I
agreed and he explained where it was. It wasn't a part of the city I knew
well but I knew how to get there: on an industrial estate, some kind of
small warehouse.

Getting there was more difficult than I thought. Once I'd got off the bus
it was a good 20 minute walk. I'd arranged to meet Jason at 9, and when I
arrived the whole area was dark and looked totally deserted. I was meeting
him where the road came to a dead end. Once there I checked my watch. I was
about 20 minutes early, so I leaned against the grey looking building and
lit a cigarette, pulled out my dick and took a piss against a nearby wall.
As a squeezed out the last drops I thought I heard some foot steps but then
they seemed to disappear in the distance. This made me nervous and I shoved
my dick away and started to draw longer and faster on my cigarette. It was
just as I'd taken a final long drag and flicked it onto the floor that I
was grabbed by two pairs of hands, one pair on each arm. The suddenness and
shock of it caused me to squeal. I could make out two hooded figures who
began to drag along. I struggled and shouted but they gripped my arms
tighter. One of them made his feelings for me clear: "Stop fucking shouting
yer dirty fucking piece of shit."  Through the gloom in front of me I could
see a half open roller door leading inside. A moment later I was flung
through it. I lost my balance and fell flat on the floor panting. Before I
got my breath back the two hoodies grabbed me and began tugging at my
clothes. At first I tried to resist but after being dragged down by the
head I realised it was useless. Within a minute or possibly less I was
naked, sitting in the corner of the large room, my legs and arms spread
wide apart and tied to some railings on adjacent sides. I was sweating and
panting profusely. The two guys stood over me and for the first time I
noticed their faces. They were both quite stocky and wore baggy grey
jogging pants tucked into black socks. One had a navy adidas hoodie top
that he'd obviously bought before his beer belly had become so swollen and
looked as if it could split open at any moment. The other, who had a round
red face wore a black baggier hooded top. They started laughing.  "Looks a
bit fucking warm doesn't he," jeered one "Well let's cool the dirty cunt
down!" retorted the other. "Open ya fucking gob pervy boy!"  The guy in the
navy top approached me, yanking his fat dick out over the top of his pants
and sliding back his foreskin. I focused on his shiny purple helmet and
slightly redder piss slit.  "Keep yer fucking mouth open ya dirty little
shit hole," he screamed at me. "And don't you spill a fuckin drop!" Then
the jet stream came. His aim was good as his pissed right into the back of
my mouth. I tried to keep up, swallowing his piss as quickly as possible
without choking. Despite this some leaked out of the corners of my mouth
and dribbled down my neck. Meanwhile the other guy's cock was now in view
and seconds later he squatted down and sent a stream of his warm piss right
into my spread ass hole. Then the two of them changed their aims, waving
their dicks around and squirting their yellow piss randomly at me, soaking
my body and leaving my hair dripping. Despite my predicament my own cock
was semi-erect. I sort of wished it wasn't because I didn't want these guys
to think I was enjoying it!  The guys continued hurling insults at me and
jeering as they they squeezed the last drips out of their nob ends. The
tight topped guy rolled his foreskin up and down over and over and I
reckoned there couldn't be many more drips in there. Then I realised his
cock and stiffened and he was masturbating. The other guy joined in, slowly
stroking his fat member. He suddenly leaned over me and barked out his
order, "Open up fag!" I instinctly open my mouth again as he thrust his
rock hard meat inside.  His cock was fat and warm and I could hear him
shuffling as he took his hoodie off. Then with his hands pressed gainst the
wall he started pumping his cock, forcing it in and out, in and out. As he
forced it in me his flabby belly slapped against my face so I had to take
gulps of air as he pulled it out. Despite the discomfort I was in and the
fear I'd felt, this guy's hot rod felt fucking amazing! As he thrust it in
I let my tongue slip around it and feel its hardness, its shape. I lingered
on its flavour and the slightly salty aroma of precum. Suddenly my own dick
felt warm and wet and I realised the other guy was sucking on it. The
pleasure I felt was suddenly overwhelming, although I was annoyed that
these guys could tell. I wanted to hold off cumming if possible, but
moments later that fat slab of pork in my mouth seemed to harden more and
the base felt as if it was expanding. A warm surge of cum hit the back of
my mouth and seemed to engulf me. I swallowed it to make room for more and
as the surge became a dribble I swished it around my mouth. The guy stopped
pumping and and moaned while resting on me. I could feel his pubes against
my nose and his hot bollocks nestling under my chin. Meanwhile the other
guy started working faster on my cock, and then I felt it cumming and knew
I couldn't stop it. A warm feeling of pleasure overwhelmed me as my hot
spunk exploded into his hungry gob. He immediately moved off me and spat my
cum all over my belly. The other guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and
squeezed any remaining jiz out onto my face.

The two guys sat back on a bench and I heard the flick of a lighter and
realised they had lit up a cigarette. I watched as they took deep drags and
felt angry. Why hadn't they offered me one. Bastards! I couldn't contain
myself : "What about a cig for me?"  "Fuck off pervy boy!" sneered one of
them.  "I want a fucking cig!" And I started yanking on the ropes get
getting angrier.  "Give him one and shut his fucking racket up," said the
other guy, whose cock I'd just sucked. The first bloke pulled a cig out of
his pack and lit it. Then he stood up, yanked his pants down, bent over and
shoved the cig up his ass. Then he waddled over so his butt was almost in
my face and I had to move my head to avoid being burned.  "Here you are,
pal", he sneered, then pulled it out of his hole and stuck it in my mouth.
"Bet that tastes good to a fucking dirty shit boy like you," he jeered
again. I didn't reply but just drew deeply and then exhaled down my
nose. It tasted and felt good.  It made me jump when, a few moments later
the door at the other side of the room was flung open. Four guys walked
in. All of them were naked. Then I recognised him: Jason! He grinned at me.
"You enjoying yourself then?"me about these two thugs did you, you
bastard!" I half grinned as I spoke, making it clear that, despite the
initial shock, I was enjoying myself.  "Don't worry, the fun bit starts
now. You get to choose one of these guys to be your feeder, but, alas, you
can't choose me, you already know what mine tastes like!" Then he signalled
to the two "thugs" to untie me while I thought about my choice. I pointed
to the skinniest of the guys.  "Good choice, this is Jake, nice shitter."
"I'm fucking well ready for this one," Jake said as he came over to where I
was laid on floor. He squatted over me, his cute little ass hole lined up
with my open mouth. I heard a hiss as a long silent fart was let out. Then
it came! No warning, he needed this dump badly. A warm, firm, medium brown
log slid cleanly into my mouth. It was a little long but I managed to cram
it all in. As I chewed up the turd, Jake continued shitting onto my
belly. As I chewed I watch as the pile grew. Finally, a long fart and a
mini turdlet suggested he'd finshed. How fucking long had this guy been
holding this lot in for, I wondered. His turd tasted pretty good, and I
swallowed it down fairly quickly, then I sat up to admire the stuff on my
belly. Jake stood astride me and blocked my view with his ass.  "Wanna
clean my hole out then?" Of course I wanted to clean his fucking tight hole
out! I pushed my tongue as far as it would go inside his hot shit hole,
pushing in and out, then licking all around the opening then further up his
sweaty crack.  Jason came up close: "Well done pal. Now you get to choose
who you wanna feed." I picked one of the two thugs who I now knew was
called Matt. Matt cheered when I picked him, and I was glad to be getting
back at him. I sat up, scooped the pile of shit on my stomach, walked over
to Matt who was now laid down ready and dropped the pile on him. Then I
farted long and loud to let him know just how fucking much I needed a
shit. It just felt so fucking good to be in control.  I lowered my butt
over Matt's chubby face. My hole was already expanding as I pushed the
shit. One final push and I felt it slide out. Some of the other guys
cheered as Matt took the long fat log into his gob. At first he seemed to
be choking on it and when I looked round five or six inches of shit were
still hanging out. I was pleased to be producing such a good length and
girth. He made a few more gurgling noised and then the sound of chomping as
he mushed up the brown fudge in his mouth. Like Jake I then moved down,
dropping my next turd on his right tit. Then another on his stiff
cock. Finally, a few mini turdlets that seemed to land on his fuzzy pubic
bush. Then a wet spurting fart told me I'd shat out the lot. The guys were
chattering and watching as Matt tried to work his way that long turd of
mine. I watched, pleased with the piles of shite I'd produced.

"Now, my man, it's not over yet." Two of the guys had put down a sheet of
polythene.  Jason walked over and onto the sheet. Without bothering to
squat shit was emerging from his butt and dropping onto the sheet. Then he
pissed, allowing his hands-free dick to spray everywhere. He turned so we
could all see his chubby butt as more logs plopped out. He grinned at me
and I watched intently unable to stop myself from masturbating.  "Come on
then guys I'm not the only one with a butt full of crap!" The three others
who hadn't yet dumped their loads moved onto the sheet. a couple of them
crouched while the other guy bent over giving me a full view of his shit
hole. Jets of piss came first along with more farting, then the guy bending
over dropped a short fat turd followed by more that were thinner but
longer. As I continued to stroke myself I breathed in the strong fumes
which would once have turned my stomach but now just added to the sheer
pleasure of the scene in front of me. And then, a nod from Jason and my two
befriended thugs, Matt and Liam, grabbed me and dragged me to the cheers of
the others and dropped me in the middle of the sheet. All the guys then
surrounded me and in a frenzy began to pick up any of the fresh shit and
fling it or smeer it on me. They rolled me over in it, rubbed it in with
their feet. One of the guys sat right on my face and let out a real shitty
fart in my mouth. The stench was incredible and at times I felt like I was
in a dream. The guys were caressing me, massaging me, into my ass, on my
face and smoothed it onto my dick and down my foreskin.  Then the guys
moved back and sat on the edge of the sheet. Liam and Matt looked fucking
nackered, although I think my adrenalin was keeping me going. I sat up
panting. Jason stared down at me grinning again. Between his shitty fingers
he was holding a lit cigarette. He cock was still errect and laden with
runny shit juice. He lowered himself placing his knees between my legs
which he pulled back wider. Then with his cig hanging out of his mouth, he
used his hands to pull apart my butt cheeks, he lifted me, then thrust his
slippery cock into my hole. His sudden movement forced the breath out of
me. He began to thrust in and out of me and the slight shock was soon
replaced with an intense pleasure that seemed to spread though me. His
dirty cock in my dirty asshole, this was definitely the icing on the
fucking cake! The slippery shite made fantastic lube as he increased his
rhythm, pounding pleasureably in, out, in out. His pace was steady, then
started to speed up, his hot man tool in a frenetic rhythm that I wanted
never to stop. Then a strong, audible sigh and I felt his cock grow harder
and wider as his hot fuck juice surged into up and up into my rectum. I
squealed with pleasure as he held my legs and continued to press himself
into me. As he slowly relaxed I lay against him and he gripped my stiff
dick, pulling it. Two pulls and it released, spewing cum up and over his
hand. I sighed and relaxed down further. . .

. . . A few more minutes before I had to get up. I drew deeply on my
cigarette whilst moving further up to Jason. With my spare hand I stroked
his podgy belly, then his furry bush and his soft dick with its yummy
foreskin I could slide my fingers down. Living with Jason for the last six
months had been great. He was my perfect match. Alas, time to get up. I
wandered naked into the kitchen, got some cereals and ate it quickly. My
dick was still hard from the moments before when I pressed myself against
Jason, and I couldn't stop myself from stroking it. Once finished I went
into the bathroom to take my morning shit. I dumped my first log onto the
bathroom floor. It was a good 9 incher, firm and textured and I knew Jason
would appreciate it. I picked up taking care not to break it and placed it
on the side of the bath for him to find. I finished my shit on the toilet,
dressed, lit up a cig and left for work with plenty to look forward to when
I returned.

The End
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