Date: Sun, 5 Feb 2012 17:34:45 -0800 (PST) From: polecat84@ymail.com Subject: The Shithole ch1 All the usual disclaimers go here, under 18 gtfo. This story depicts sex acts between men as well as acts of raunch, filth, watersports, scat, and lots of other non-vanilla sex acts; if that might offend you, you prolly should be hitting the "back" button right abt now. This is my first attempt at writing erotica, and at the same time, kinda exploring my own interest in filth, so lots of kink is going into this series. Please feel free to email poolecat84@ymaill.com and give me your feedback The Shithole CH1 By Polecat Matt had driven down this back road for what seemed like an hour, when finally the dirt drive-way appeared ahead on the left. He turned and stopped at the security gate, glancing once more at the note his friend gave him and entering the security code. Taking a deep breath he drove onward to the what Ben had called The Shithole, the Shortbus of Bathouses, the anything goes kind of club where Matt could explore his love of filth. The outside of the place looked like a big three-story house, with a few guys playing frisee on the lawn. He parked in the back, and got out. A lean, clean-cut looking 24yr old, Matt had dark brown hair and green eyes. Standing about 6 foot tall, he had a thin swimmer's build. He hefted his duffle bag onto his shoulder and walked toward the front steps. On the way he passed another young man, a all-american looking jock, in jeans a blue polo and a straw cowboy hat. He smiled at Matt. For a moment Matt wondered if he were in the right place. But as he passed the man, he realized the pretty jock reeked of someone who had never bathed, and Matt's 9inch dick started to grow at it swung freely in his dark brown courderoy slacks. He looked back and the jock was looking back at him, tipping his hat. Matt reached the door and stepped in, not knowing what to expect but becoming increasingly aroused and the many possibilities his three-day weekend held. The front lobby was small, and decorated almost like a ski lodge. Matt walked to the front desk where a cute guy in a green dress shirt sat smiling. Matt noticed his very prominent nose first as he had some inexplicable attraction to guys with big noses. Matt became extremely nervous as he was naturally shy, and suddenly tried to understand his flying 300 miles to come here for a three day stay. His fuck-buddy had told him about The Shithole after they had hooked up a few times. Matt had met Ben on a website, and had complained several times about the lack of local guys he could try filth with. Matt knew he was into every aspect of watersports, wetting and loved big things in his ass. He had wanted to try scat, and had already tried playing in his own filth several times. So when he and Ben finally hooked up, Ben insisted on easing him into scat play. They did a few things Ben called "lite-scat" Ben let Matt rim him after taking a shit, and he fucked Matt's ass dirty; the last time he did he let Matt lick his dick clean. Matt begged for more, and that's when Ben suggested he visit a club he frequented. A place so exclusive you need a referral. And now Matt stood at the reception desk, nervous as hell, wondering why he would agree to this on a whim, he who had no idea how to talk up guys, spending three days around strangers. He looked at the gorgeous receptionist and faltered, "I, uh- I'm um, I..." The dark haired boy smiled wider and said "First timer?" "Um; yeah" "That's so cute!" Trent grinned excitedly, " I'm Trent, and who are you, and who's you're sponsor?" "Oh, um, I'm Matt, and my, uh, sponsor is Ben Maples." Matt replied, blushing. Trent flipped through a few pages in his ledger, and said " ah, here you are, 3 day introductory rate. I'll just need your card and we can go over the rules." "Rules?" Matt was caught a bit off guard. "Haha, don't worry, there aren't many. Dress code is enforced everywhere on this floor, and proper attire in the gym, don't shit in the pool, and that's pretty much all." Trent turned around in his chair and stood to make a copy. "Of course, even considering te dress code, all kinds of filth are still encouraged. As Trent turned back to face him Matt realized that his white slacks were bulging way out in the front and covered in heavy yellow stains. Matt stared openly at Trent's hot stained pants as his own dick started to make his brown pants tent up. Trent chuckled, "Like what you see?"he asked, as he reached up and dug his finger in his nose. "Uh, yeah" Matt managed to say. Trent's cock got harder as Matt openly stared at his piss stained bulge, Trent relaxed a bit and made a fresh wet spot on the front of his pants, "You should see my briefs!" Trent said with a smirk. "Hehe, Oh. Uh-I." "Well maybe I'll stop by your room later on," Trent said, handing him a paper and a key, "The stairs are down that hall to the right." "Oh, okay" Matt mumbled, cursing himself for being so shy. He walked down the hall from the desk, on the left was a restroom. There was no door, just an open doorway and a well lit tile room, There were stalls, but through the open doors he didn't see a toilet, in one stall a guy stood fully clothed with his hard dick out of his pants, pissing upward into his mouth. Another young man was squatting pantsless in the middle of the room, pushing a thick log of shit out onto the floor. Matt stood and watched silently, rubbing his hard cock through his pants. After a moment, he stepped into the room and slouched against a wall. He unbuttoned his pants and grasped his hard cock, sliding back the loose hood of foreskin. He pissed into the air, his stream landing all over his clothes in large heavy drops. Before putting his cock away, Matt stuck a finger into his foreskin and swirled it around, digging out some cheese and licking it clean. He savored the flavor as he put his cock away and headed out into the hall. Matt was reeling in the excitement of what he'd just done. He turned into the stairwell and headed up the stairs, passing the second floor he heard a voice above say "Check it out, gonna piss down the stairwell!" as a stream of piss hit the floor in front of him. Matt stepped forward, letting the stream hit his leg and turning into it as he headed up the stairs to the third floor. He glanced up at the frat-guy pissing at the top of the stairs and wearing a surprised grin. The naked frat boy spikey black hair, but was otherwise hairless, and had the words "suck my cock" written on his chest. As Matt walked up the stairs, the frat guy adjusted his stream up to Matt's chest and then to his face. Matt opened his mouth and caught as much of the stranger's piss as he came toward the frat boy, kneeling on the step in front of him, drinking the last few drops while he sucked the boys thick cockhead. Matt wanted to suck the guy's cock like crazy, but he chickened out and left the cute frat-boy standing in the hall stroking himself. Matt headed a bit farther down the hall and reached his room. He opened the door and looked around, two beds with a table between them, a dresser, a kitchenette and a door he figured lead to the john. He tossed his duffel on the bed and pulled a 6 pack of beer out. He grabbed a beer and stuck the rest in the mini-fridge. Popping the can open, he chugged a bit and kicked his shoes off, the strong odor of his sweaty feet soon hit his nose and his cock twitched as he unbuttoned his slacks and let them fall to the floor. By the time he had his polo off, his dick was hard and sticking straight out in front of him. He looked down at his thin body, he was kind of pale, and had little body hair. But he never trimmed what he did have, so his swollen uncut cock was surrounded by a dense patch of 3-4 inch long pubes, and his ass and pits had thick hair covering them. He pulled the couple of outfits he'd packed from his duffel, along with a fresh pack of white briefs and and a heavily stained white jock. He slipped on the jockstrap and a pair of white track shorts. Matt started to sit when someone knocked on his door. He opened the door to find Trent, standing with his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a hairy chest and a dense treasure trail that widened to about 4 inches at his waistband, which Matt could see clearly as Trent's pants were also open. His green-trimmed white briefs were covered in heavy dark yellow stains and stretched out and straining to hold his hard dick that was leaking fresh precum into the already thickly stained fabric. Trent was smoking a cigarette and ashing on the floor. "Um, Hi," Matt said. "Hey, told ya I'd stop by" Trent said, smiling "Yeah, uh, I thought you meant later heh" "Well, I had a break and I'm busting for a piss. I keep a gallon jug of...mostly water by my desk, so I end up peeing a lot during the day" He said, squeezing his cock through his briefs. "Oh, Um, You, uh, wanna use my john?" Matt offered nervously. "Haha, adorable,"Trent laughed, grabbing Matt's hand, "come with me." Trent led him to the bathroom, opened the door and made him step in. Matt looked around, no toilet. Trent pushed him against a wall, staring at him and said, "I think you're gonna have a blast here," Trent leaned in and kissed him forcefully, exhaling smoke into his mouth as his tongue explored. "But you gotta drop this shy act," He grabbed matt's shoulder and pushed him down, until matt was kneeling and his face was rubbing in Trent's treasure trail. "And just go for what you want" Matt couldn't resist rubbing his nose into Trent's briefs, taking in the smell of old piss and cum, and finally opening his mouth, licking Trent's bulge, letting the flavor and texture thrill his hungry tongue. As Trent started softly grinding his bulge against Matt's face, Matt reached up and slid down the briefs, unveiling a hard, 8 inch veiny uncut cock, with another inch of foreskin hanging off the end. Matt licked his lips and began to suck on Trent's dick-skin, as Matt began to suck, Trent slowly pissed in his mouth, pausing to let him drink every drop, Matt gulped eagerly lovinng the taste of Trent's hot juice. As he swallowed piss, Matt slid back Trents foreskin, and started licking his head clean, moaning in ecstasy as he licked hungrily at Trent's cheesy cock. Trent's cock hardened as he panted, "Hell yeah, lick that cheesy dick clean." He bent down to make out with Matt, licking his tongue and tasting his own filth on it. "I haven't washed my cock since I changed my briefs," he said, spitting into Matt's mouth. Matt swished Trent's loogie around and enjoyed the taste. "How long ago was that?" he asked, still stoking Trent's cock and noticing the thickly caked smegma. "About two weeks I guess." "fuck that's hot" Matt gasped as he went back down on his filthy cock. Matt licked up and down on his shaft, slowing at the head and paying special attention to Trent's huge pisshole. Matt savored the taste of his cheese, and the stale piss-sweat smell of his pubes. Trent built a steady rhythm, slowly fucking his face, putting his hands on the back of Matt's head and gripping his hair tightly. Trent bucked his hips a few times, ramming his cock down Matt's throat until he gagged. "You wanna do it?" Trent asked him, "I want you to do it, you wanna?" he added, bucking his hips again. Matt was so turned on at the thought of puking all over this huge cock, he nodded as he sucked more intently, relaxing his throat. Trent bucked a few more times and soon Matt was retching. Matt finally puked up a bunch of beery water all over Trent's throbbing cock. Matt jerked Trent's cock using his puke as lube and sucking on the head, and playing roughly with his foreskin. Trent was already over the edge and groaned loudly, stuffing his pulsing dick into Matt's mouth. Matt for his part caught as much cum as he could before quickly standing up and making out with Trent, swapping Trent's load between them while Trent continued to empty his balls all over Matt's stomach. Trent looked at Matt and panted, "That, was, hot!" "Yeah" Matt replied, still slowly stroking Trent's thick cock. Trent groaned, "Ugh, I gotta get back to the desk." He slid his briefs up and picked up his shirt and pants. "I'm off at lunchtime, maybe we could meet up at the dining hall?" "Um, yeah" Matt smiled and blushed, he followed Trent to the door, when Trent stopped and turned to kiss him. "Then that leaves you a couple hours to go have fun," He bit his lower lip, "you're dressed for the gym, I suggest you find some trouble to get into" smiling, he turned and headed down the hall. As Trent walked away, Matt noticed the thick brown stains on the seat of his briefs. Matt started to piss himself, groping his bulge through his track shorts and picking his nose in the middle of the hallway. Chapter 2 will be coming soon, in the meantime, email me and let me know what you guys think. What would you like to see happen to Matt during his stay?