Simon Says Squat, a story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between teenage boys, preteen 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 installments of this story, past and present.

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Lunch is Served

On Saturday morning it didn't take me very long to find my stride in the alley. I woke up in the mood to enjoy an all day feast, so while I was eating my breakfast I made my intentions clear by updating my social media page. Taking what I thought was a daring step, I posted that I wanted to eat dirty buttholes all day, the stinkier the better. My mom was sitting at the table with me, browsing her tablet while we ate. She got a notification about my post as soon as I put it up.

“Simon, I want you to take that down right now,” she said with a flustered tone.

“But it's true,” I countered, then I set my phone down and ate my breakfast while the likes and comments started pouring in on my post.

When breakfast was over, I helped her with the dishes and she mentioned my post one more time, but I “forgot” to take it down before I headed out the door. As soon as I got on my bike, I pulled my cutoffs up so they were riding up my deep crack, then I hurried to the alley to start my day.

To say that my message was received loud and clear would be an understatement. I had a luscious collection of hot, stinky rear ends presented for my dining pleasure all morning long. At one point I had my face buried between a set of cheeks so ripe that as soon as their aroma drifted into my nose, I had a swift, punishing boygasm that lasted for the duration of my feast. Once the first hour passed, one of my tops encouraged me to take a break from eating ass so my tongue could rest. So as a compromise, I talked a cute 18 year old into sitting on my face and letting me take deep whiffs of his bottom.

Much to my delight, he treated me to a hot fart that I wasn't expecting at all, but that I really enjoyed. As soon as the gassy treat rang out, my nose filled up with the rich odor that accompanied it and my head started spinning. Soon, he was farting over and over and I found myself with my mouth wide open, wanting each one to fill my orifice so I could taste them for myself. Before he could remove his farting butt from my face, I fell into a trance and rimmed him deep while his farts encapsulated my tongue.

And that's where I lost track of what happened.

Because as the morning wore on, I found myself feeling more and more depraved. I was begging for dirtier and dirtier holes and my wish was granted each time. I caved in at about 11:45, when I ran my tongue through a thick ribbon of fresh butt fudge that was stuck to the buns of a total stranger. When his tasty rear end was spotless, it was taken away from my grinning face and I shamelessly called out for someone to poop in my mouth.

I could see the doubt on everyone's face as my cry of need rang out. One of my regulars in the alley took charge of the situation by instructing a few of my tops to pee into my mouth. It's always a pleasure for me to drink a hot bladderful of pee, and as I gulped down each mouthful, my head started to spin with pleasure. As I moaned and swallowed their offerings, they began to realize that my desire to take a full poop load was only growing stronger.

At 1:15 in the afternoon, I was shameless about my desire to be used as a toilet. I was begging for anyone who had to poop to climb onto my face and give it to me. Finally, my harem of lovers gave in and a cute 20 something settled his ass over my face. I immediately fell into a deep, pleasure filled rimming of his hole while a hot dick was resting in my ass, then his pucker started to expand. Realizing that I was about to take my very first poop log, I moaned with need and opened wide, anxious for the moment that a hot loaf would be pinched off over my mouth.

I heard a loud crackle that started slowly, then it sped up rapidly and a powerful, stink filled heat encased my head. As I watched from below, the dark head of a brown poop log started to emerge and the stink grew even stronger, then my boygasm took hold and never let go. I watched with tortured eyes as the long, thick loaf grew from between my feeder's buttcheeks, then it touched my lips and I realized that the moment had arrived. Almost instinctively, I used my tongue to direct the stinky log into my mouth, then it pinched off and fell to a safe landing.

As I lay still with a moist, stink filled poop log in my mouth, my body erupted with orgasmic pleasure and I began using my tongue to smash it against the roof of my mouth. The flavor was exploding on my tongue, and I realized that I was enjoying it more than anything I'd ever eaten in my life. It was such a naughty, filthy flavor, far more intense than even the poopiest butt hole that I had ever tongued, that day or any other day.

All eyes were on me as I slowly macerated the chocolaty treat that had been pinched off over my opened mouth. When I finally swallowed, it was as if I were reborn. I sighed with contentment, then I took to my feeder's crack and pulled thick heaps of poop into my mouth. Just when I thought my luscious meal was over, I heard him say, “I still have to take a shit. Does he want me to drop it in his mouth again?”

With a long, horny moan I nodded my answer, then he bore down and my wish was granted again.

When it was time to leave the alley I was in a state of absolute bliss. My rear end was throbbing with nothing but pleasure while the taste and smell of pee and poop were overpowering everything in my wake.

After my first feeding, I was treated to a golden shower, then another cutie dropped a pile of stink logs into my mouth. Just like my very first feeding, he squatted over my opened mouth and treated me to a long, bulbous loaf that I took nothing but pleasure in accepting. I began to chew and smear the brown log with my tongue when suddenly, his hole expanded again and I was treated to the rest of his load.

I loved how naughty the flavor was as I indulged in my feeding. The smell matched the flavor so perfectly, and I could taste the difference between this load and the first one I accepted. My head was spinning with pure pleasure as I savored the decadent pile, taking the time to appreciate it's heat and stink while my boygasm gripped me. After smashing the stinky treat with my tongue, I eagerly swallowed, then begged for more.

An hour later, Mitchell squatted over my poop receptacle and filled it with a hot helping of his butt pudding while his warm pee ran into my hair. His hot load erupted with the sound of a loud, juicy fart, filling my toilet mouth all at once. My cheeks bulged instantly and my lips pooched as his generous load forced its way into my mouth. Once again, I found myself appreciating the naughty, stinky flavor that was inundating my senses. The stink was reminiscent of hot diarrhea and the flavor matched the smell so perfectly. Taking my time, I slowly smeared and smashed the yummy mouthful while the heat of Mitchell's poop smeared buns radiated off of my grinning face.

Between feedings, I took several selfies and uploaded them to my social media page. I made sure that every poop smear was still intact as I snapped pics of myself. My expression was effortlessly naughty in every pic, and I captioned each one with details of my feedings. While Mitchell was filling my mouth with his hot load, I purposely turned the camera on and filmed the moment. I was in such a depraved mood that I wanted to share my new status as a public toilet with everyone, and quickly uploaded the clip to my social media page.

Not long after I started updating my page, I received a text from a cute boy named Raymond who lives just a few houses down from me. He's been servicing my rear end for a while, and had been leaving flirty comments on my page all day as I posted about the hot, stink filled butts that I was hoping to feast on. When I updated my status to reflect the naughty new fun I had been having, he sent me another flirty message and I felt my boy pussy tremble with need. Not wanting to miss out on another feeding, I texted him to let him know that not only was I willing to let him poop in my mouth, but that I wanted him to use me like a toilet everyday.

My final feeding in the alley came courtesy of a total stranger who had already used his big dick to loosen up my horny boy cunt. I was in a shameless mood, so as he plowed my boy pussy with his pleasure stick, I handed him my phone and encouraged him to record the action. His dick was massive, and I loved how my hole stretched around it while my little body sizzled with carnal delight. Before he finished, he pulled out of my stink hole and Mitchell wrapped his lips around the man's glans just in time to take his load.

Knowing what I had been begging for all day, he lowered his big, chunky ass cheeks over my smiling face. Seizing the opportunity, I turned my camera on and captured the moment as his pucker bloomed and a pair of fresh poop logs pushed through my lips. I loved how the first one bullied its way into my mouth, causing my right cheek to bulge as the tip pushed against it, then grew in length. It was so long and thick, and the stink was rich and heavenly. As soon as it broke off, I turned my phone toward my mouth and began smashing and chewing the luscious treat, loving how it smeared against the roof of my mouth and my tongue.

When I swallowed, I asked for the rest and my feeder obliged. He pushed, and once again, he treated me to a hot, generous loaf that filled my toilet mouth to the brim. The stink was delightful, and I could taste a hint of pee as I smashed and smeared the dinner sized poop log that had been pinched off for my dining pleasure. The hot loafs were so moist and stink filled that I wanted to keep them in my mouth forever and enjoy a lazy afternoon of smashing them with my tongue. While I was still savoring the naughty mouthful that my talented top had gifted me, a total stranger picked up my legs and slid his pipe into my boy hole, sending me into orbit again. When it was over, I sent Raymond another text telling him that I would be riding my bike home soon.

We continued to text each other on my way home, and much to my delight, he asked me how serious I was about letting him pinch a loaf off over my opened mouth. I sent him a fast reply letting him know how hot I was for it, then I rode my bike as quickly as I could towards my neighborhood.

When I met him on the side of my house, the stink that was rolling off of my body told him how serious I was about being a toilet. I impatiently led him into my backyard, knowing that my mom was probably going to see us from the back window. But I was so horny for another poo poo platter that I just didn't care. So as I led him to the middle of the patio and he dropped his pants, I made sure that he was facing away from the house so he wouldn't be startled if she watched through the window. I dropped to my knees behind him and urged him to squat over my face, then I looked toward the kitchen window.

Sure enough, my mom was watching with a stunned expression as I parted his buttcheeks and exposed his sweaty butthole. Giving her a defiant expression, I lustily tongued it, taking deep whiffs of the stinky orifice as I fell into a deep rim job that made my head spin. I was moaning softly as the stink of his rear end encased my face, and I was eager to move things along. I looked over to the window and saw that she was still there, watching with a startled look. Too filled with desire to do anything else, I grabbed his hips and pulled his butt down so that it was resting on my face, then I urged him to poop for me.

I opened wide and made direct eye contact with her as the now familiar crackle started to fill my ears. Having taken four full poop loads in the alley over the course of the afternoon, I knew that the irresistible stink that was encasing my face was a sure sign that his hole was expanding and that my meal was about to be served. I heard him give a hard strain, then the stink intensified and the crackle grew louder.

Keeping my eyes locked with hers, I moaned softly as the first of three long, thick poop logs slid down his rectum and into my waiting, watering mouth. I watched her expression as the hot, brown log touched down, gliding through my lips and taking shape in my mouth. The stink was incredibly dark, and quite pleasant as it danced around my face. Raymond's poop log was so voluminous that my cheeks bulged right away, and as soon as they did her eyes got big. As soon as it pinched off, I began to smash it up with my tongue so that I could smear it against the roof of my mouth and enjoy its delicious, sinful flavor. Wanting her to see how much I was enjoying my feeding, I opened wide to show off my brown mouthful, then I sealed my lips with a moan and swallowed with a satisfied smile.

When the decadent poop log was eaten, I crawled around to his front and trapped the head of his dick in my mouth, anxious for some pee. He closed his eyes and released his warm stream, sending a shiver through me as it infused with the poop in my mouth to create a powerful love potion that I gulped down with a greedy smile. After gulping the elixir down, Raymond asked me if I wanted another mouthful of butt fudge and I hastily told him yes.

I moved back to his rump and spent a luscious 30 seconds licking his crack clean while my mom watched in stunned silence from the window. I felt his thighs stiffen, then he strained loudly and a second, equally luscious loaf crackled loudly as it filled my mouth. As it slid from his butt and into my mouth, it hit my left cheek and formed a horse shoe. I loved how I could feel it running along the lining of my cheeks while I moaned with depravity. As it continued its journey into my toilet mouth, I diverted my gaze to the window, once again making eye contact with my mom while I delighted in my poopoo platter. The hot loaf pinched off suddenly, leaving a stinky tail that rested on my lower lip. But much to my delight, Raymond's hole expanded and he treated me to a solid poop log that pushed directly into the generous loaf that was already steaming in my mouth. All at once, my cheeks bulged tight as the naughty candy bar filled every available space in my mouth, then I smiled around my mouthful and took my time, smashing and smearing it with soft moans.

When I swallowed, I signaled to my feeder that I was ready for more by licking the thick heaps of boy poop from his crevice and pulling them into my mouth. He responded by squatting over my grinning face, then I felt his thighs stiffen again. Locking eyes with my mom once more, I opened wide and placed my tongue right at my feeder's opening. As the moist crackle carried into my ears, I welcomed his final offering, a solid loaf that once again coiled tightly in my mouth while my mom watched from the window.

Eager to put the exclamation point on a pleasurable dinner date, I made a show of smashing it up with my tongue. When it was swallowed, I wrapped my hand around Raymond's 15 year old prick and stroked it, looking over at the window to let my mom know that I was still aware of her presence. The inside of my mouth was caked with smeared poop, and I was enjoying the taste and the smell. I purposely opened my mouth so that she could see the thick layer of boy poop that I was accommodating, then I used my tongue to scrape a generous heap from the lining of my cheeks so I could swallow it. When Raymond's dick was nice and moist with precum, I dropped trou and put my ass in the air, letting him slide his hot dick into my high traffic boy pussy and fuck a fast, creamy load into it.

Before my lover pulled his pants up and left, I urged him to let me know anytime he needed a toilet. I told him that I would be hot for his pee any day of the week, and that I was already craving another poo poo platter from his fudge factory. He revealed that he was an early morning pooper and an after dinner pooper. I made him promise to text me as soon as he was ready to drop a load no matter how early or late it was.

When he was gone, I went inside and was confronted right away by my mom.

“Simon, what were you doing out there?” she demanded, and I grinned up at her while I licked the leftover boy poop from around my mouth.

“I was eating poop,” I told her. Seeing the dismay on her face, I added, “I'm a toilet now.”

“Honey don't say that,” she urged me, then she walked me up the stairs and ran a bath for me while I inhaled deep whiffs of the luscious stink that was rolling off of my face and out of my butt. When I got in the tub, she took control and washed me from head to toe, then she drained the tub and ran a new bath for me. After a long soak, she drained the tub and wrapped me in a towel, drying me from head to toe the same way she washed me. When I was dry, she made me rinse with mouthwash twice before she used my toothbrush to brush my teeth while I stood still for her.

She walked me to my room and I laid still on my bed while she dressed me in a pair of clean undies, then she scooped me up from the bed and cuddled me in her lap while she rubbed my back.

“Honey, why did you eat poop in the backyard?” she asked me in the most gentle voice I'd ever heard her use.

“Because I wanted to, mama,” I admitted. “I like poop.”

“I see that, honey,” she said, then she kissed me on the cheek. “How about if we go downstairs and sit together? Then you can tell mama what you like about poop.”

“Okay,” I agreed, eager for the opportunity to regale the events of the day for my own pleasure. “Mommy?”

“Yes honey?”

“Do I stink?”

“Yes you do, baby,” she said softly.

“Are you ashamed of me?” I asked with searching eyes.

“No baby, I'm not ashamed of you,” she assured me.

“Good,” I said, then she hoisted me up and carried me downstairs so we could cuddle on the couch and have a talk about my naughty new fetish.

Up Next: Simon Enjoys an Indulgent Dessert in Chapter 3 of Simon Says Squat

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