Date: Sat, 20 Feb 2010 05:36:25 -0500
From: lovediego@aol.com
Subject: Uncut, Stinky Latin Pigs

Uncut stinky Latin pigs

By: Lovediego@aol.com

This is my latest work, please don't steal it! Do not rename or repost
without my permission. But If you like it please let me know. If you don't,
keep it to yourself. I know that I was gone for a while but thank you to
all of my loyal readers for your patience and encouragement. I tried to
write as much in one sitting as possible so this story is a long one.

*This is the dirtiest and nastiest shit I have ever written. It is filled
with more raunch, kink and fetish than anything before. Be warned, this is
some sick shit and not for the faint of heart. If that's your thing...this
is for you! If not, stop reading!

It is a slow build but worth the wait. Take your dick out, get it lubed up
and enjoy yourself.


Chapter 1:

I'm not going to bullshit you...really. I'm just a normal guy, like you,
that has a normal shitty dead-end job, with a normal shitty boss, living in
a normal shitty town. Nothing special for the past five years. Day in, day
fucking out. Until I got unlucky and put on the overnight/weekend
shift. What I didn't know was that was the event to change my perceived
shitty life into an actually shitty life.

I grew up in New York but five years ago, I took a job in the Midwest to
make some more money and get out of the city rat race. I'm an accountant
with a large manufacturing company that makes card board boxes.  My boss,
the asshole, decided that someone needed to be moved to the nightshift to
work on overseas orders. Everyone else in Breeder-Ville has kids and "real
families" so I was volunteered. By the time the idea went live it included
weekends to make sure shipping contracts and payments didn't pile up for
the Monday daytime staff.  I knew that this was going to suck ass big time
but the move came with a raise and very relaxed dress-code. I'd be the only
person working in the office and only one or two guys in the warehouse on
duty. The other perk was the 24hr gym located adjacent to the indoor
parking garage. Its state of the art; ironic for a town of fat straight
people rushing off to the Pizza Hut or Olive garden for the all you can eat
deals.  I work out 5 days a week since fucking girls and praying to die are
the only things to do here.

The first week of overnights was uneventful with few sales and even fewer
phone calls. I usually arrived at work around 6pm and stayed until 2am. In
the beginning I wore slacks and dress shirts, without a tie, but by week 4
things changed.  I was showing up in jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers. I took
to playing solitaire on my computer and catching up on fag porn on my
IPod. I traded my briefcase for my gym bag and dicked around for a few
hours before heading down to the gym. No one, including my asshole boss,
seemed to notice or care about my new work uniform, as they fled to their
mini vans to see Billy/Jill/Katelyn play soccer/baseball/ice-something or
other. This level of total freedom quickly led to other stolen liberties on
my part.

After the first month was completed, I decided to let the real me hang out,
literally. I began by freeballing it to work in sweatpants. To be honest, I
am a little guy, no taller than 5'6" but I pack a lot on my hairy Latin
frame. I'm a muscular 160lbs with a 29w. I know lots of guys love tall men,
but I get my fair share of dick and ass thank you very much. I'm sure that
my personality and confidence play a large roll, or maybe its my face and
very big uncut smelly dick that do most of the work.  I love to let my dick
and spunk filled bull balls swing freely, without being confined in
underpants. I've always had a hard time finding ones that fit my waist and
my dick equally, so wearing nothing has been the best solution for me. The
feel of my cheesy hood rolling up and down my shaft, exposing my angry red
cockhead as it rubs up against the soft fabric of my sweatpants keeps me
half hard and dripping pre-cum all day. I love to watch a gooey dime sized
wet spot grow into a large circle that eventually drools over my nuts, down
my leg and into my stinky socks. God, I love being a boy!

I started out wearing dark blue sweatpants to work and then yellow and even
white, showing an obvious ethic bulge in the front while showing off my
voluptuous brown ass from the rear. My big dick always swung from side to
side, being bumped and pushed from one muscular thigh to the next. Still,
nothing was ever said.

Just before week 7, I decided to stop showering. At heart, I'm a stinky
pig. I love my personal fragrance, from my musky pits down to my toe jammed
hairy toes. I do spend a lot of time cultivating the bouquet under my arms
but my pride and joy is my crotch rot. I love the smell of my cockcheese
and ball sweat and maintain a hand down the back of my pants rubbing out
the smells from my hairy crack and asshole. Now that I'm at work alone, I
keep an index finger up my wide nose huffing myself. There is nothing in
the world better to me than the smell of me. Most guys get boned on their
own scents but don't like to admit it. I played a lot of sports in high
school and college and know how guys really think and act. Nose and ass
picking is just the tip of the iceberg. I've seen guys huff their pits,
sniff their pubes and even breath deep their farts, and I am just like
them... a pig!

My aroma began to grow as I pushed my workout up to 2 hours a night and my
body began to show more of the effects of my diligent routine. I refused to
shower for any reason but even that was not enough for me. I truly stunk
but I wanted, no, needed more. I loved being able to express my raunch self
without censure or criticism but it was no fun being nasty alone. I needed
a playmate.

I was now into month 4 of my new work assignment and still loving it. I'd
started to make more and more alterations to my work attire not to draw
attention to my fun, essentially streamlining it to look preppy but
smelling very funky. It was a Friday evening just before a long weekend, so
I knew it would be a boring few days. I arrived at work at my usual time
and by midnight I was down in the gym pumping iron.

I was becoming more and more impressed with my body and wore workout gear
to show it off. My painted on white wife-beater t-shirt stuck to my extra
large hairy chest, making a well of sweat that ran the length of my flat
abs and laid to rest in the 4 inch deep forest of black curly pubes I'd
been growing. My biceps bulged mimicking my package trapped in a pair of
sweat shorts that just barely covered the overhang of my uncut schlong. My
dick skin drapes a full wrinkled inch from the tip of my piss slit and
makes an obscene cheese straw for my rank yellow piss to exit. With each
step my foreskin peeked out and dripped it's crystal spit in a dangle onto
the floor. I had on an old pair of white and blue Nikki cross
trainers...without sox. To me, this was MY gym and my gym alone. So, who
the fuck was that on the lat pull down machine?!?

Chapter 2:

I'd been chugging water since my new assignment knowing its importance in
building lean muscle mass, so it wasn't long before I had to take yet
another wicked piss. My bladder was full and ready to release it's salty
brew. Before I could decide how to approach the encroacher on my turf, I
headed to the head to relieve myself. The men's room was the only space in
the gym that wasn't properly thought out. It was long and narrow with high
urinals and low toilets. As you enter the men's room, 3 urinals are
immediately to the left with an equal number of sinks and a large floor
mirror on the right. The porcelain god is located at the far left of the
wall. They are obviously unfinished, I hope, to be completed at some later
date, as they are open and without partitions. I guess since none of the
straights dared venture into the gym, no one cared about the privacy of
anyone that broke their solemn code.

Of the 3 pissers, I chose the first one, closest to the door. With an
audible sigh, I pulled my short shorts just below my bursting balls and
freed my junk from its minor covering. Because the urinals are so high, and
I'm so short, my dick and balls touch the rim. In my old life this would
have concerned me but in my new guise I relish the opportunity to let my
manhood flop inside the urinal and rest in the filthy basin. The cool
porcelain felt good against my warm sweaty cock and balls as I let go a
gush of piss that soon filled the shallow basin and rose to my pubes. I
know it was dirty and gross, but that's what I loved about it.

I'd taken to wearing a large, heavy and thick silver cock ring which looked
amazing against my brown skin and black kinky pubic hair. It hit the urinal
hard, with a slump that echoed throughout the men's room.  Against the
white of the urinal and the yellow of my piss, the colors alone got my dick
to tingle. I let go and pissed like a race horse. My pee slit opened wide
and I cried out in relief as urine violently fled my urethra. I jumped as
my relaxing piss dump was broken by the sound of the mystery man entering
the men's room. He let the door slam hard behind him, which only made my
piss stream stop and my butthole tighten.

"Hey", he said, with a head nod, as he passed me and headed toward the
second urinal. He was standing close to me and his left foot was flush
against my right one. Former Sen. Larry Craig flashed in my mind. That
quickly left as the smell of him hit my nostrils. He had a strong manly
smell that was more like a smoldering stink. It was a smelly smell, that
smelled...smelly. Whatever it was, it wasn't from this one workout. From
someone who knows, this was a slow basted funk that only time and effort
could produce. Man, I loved his body odor almost as much as my own!

I've always been a lover of overpowering manscent, and this guy was able to
conjure up every fantasy from my father to the construction workers around
town. This was masculinity at its best, without harshness, ego or violence,
just pure pheromones.

I nodded my head back and quickly covered my cockring with my right
hand. Its not that I was shy, but I wasn't in the mood for a fist fight
with some straight boy at my job.

"Great gym, huh?" He said as he slowly rocked from side to side before
fumbling with the knot on his sweat pants. He had big hairy mitts
masquerading as hands that had a difficult time navigating the silky
sweats. They were grey with a blue racing stripe down either side. The
stranger was also wearing a tight, too small, white-ish t-shirt and running
sneakers. Sweat was running down his arms from his hairy pits. He was a wet
mess.

Actually, he was very handsome. Like me, he is short, around 5'7" with a
short buzz cut. Where I've a full beard, he has a moustache and light
goatee. Some of the things I immediately noticed were that he was fit as
hell, with a great body and a sexiness that I hadn't seen in my hick town
before. But the major thing I noticed was that he was also Latin or a light
skinned African American. He was lighter in complexion than me but was not
white by any stretch. His broad nose and full lips told me that much. I saw
the motherland in this fucker! Damn, he was fine.

Yeah, I replied as I watched him untie his sheer sweatpants and let them,
along with his underpants, drop to the floor. He shifted his hips and
wiggled his burly thighs until his clothes finally bunched around his
ankles. In all of my 30 years of life on planet earth, I'd never seen
anyone do this. Looking straight ahead at the black and white tile, my
fellow vertically challenged gym dude hung his furry chunky dick and
engorged balls over the urinal rim and into the bowl. Now, I knew that he
didn't know, couldn't have known, that I pissed in that same bowl less than
an hour earlier and his prick was now soaking in the remnants and fumes of
my piss. As usual I'd filled the bowl to the brim with my rank piss and
didn't flush. I smiled a bit inside.

As the stranger began a strong flow of piss that made generous splashes in
the bowl, I glanced down at his draws. I know that I am a dirty fag and
love to see the leftovers of piss and even shit in other guy's underpants
but even I wasn't prepared for what I saw. Bunched up around his ankles was
the nastiest, dirtiest pair of draws I'd ever seen. They were a size small,
sized 30w by UNICO. The front pouch was already urine saturated with a dull
yellow tint but it was the center that was the most amazing. Along the mid
patch of fabric, where his taut butthole was cradled, were two finger thick
slurries of shit making a perfect skid mark. This was the crease that rode
up and down his asshole all day mopping up his internal essence as it
leaked deep onto the fabric. From the looks of the shit skid, this guy was
not very hygienic or had a big long shit with a short wipe. Either way, he
had to know what was between his butt crack...and loved it. The contrast in
shade and texture was noticeable and a pleasant surprise. I stopped hiding
my full-sized dick being choked by my cockring because this guy was a sick
fuck that could appreciate my attempts to enjoy my raunchy side.

I couldn't help but persist staring at the state of affairs to my
right. His dick had to be as long, if not longer than mine and I'm no
slouch in the cock department. Soft, I hang at 6 inches...not counting dick
skin. His golf sized balls filled the urinal bowl and rubbed each side
fully as he let loose another loud, torrential stream of manpiss. Our
proximity was close enough that I could smell his pungent piss and the
audible farts that accompanied it. He had no shame and didn't apologize for
cutting foul ones in front of me.  The tang from his bowels and bladder
were full-on and reeked in a way that made my mouth and eyes water. I
sniffed the air around him and imagined getting a more intimate smell
sooner rather than later.

There was no way that I couldn't notice his unmutilated dick was (...wait
for it...) fucking pierced! He had a huge ass silver Prince Albert ring
through what looked to be a butt load of a dick head.  I wasn't sure that I
was seeing what I was seeing because his dick skin was so long and rubbery
that it covered his cockhead with an extensive nipple at the tip. His
foreskin looked like a tight brown turtleneck over a large bulbous
cockhead. The shiny jewelry barely was visible but I was stalking this guy
so hard that I could tell how many pubes he had around the base of his
balls. This was one hot fucking kid. Strike that, he was no kid, not by a
long short. I guessed him to be around 37-40 years old. This was one hot
fucking man.

So there we stood, two great looking guys in the company gym men's room
with our big brown hairy uncut bones soaking in pools of golden brine. I
was speechless. What the fuck was I to say? Shit like this doesn't happen
to me. Shit like this doesn't happen to people who know people, who know
people like me. Absentmindedly, I gave my balls a minor tug to make sure
that this was not some wet dream. A few more droplets of piss escaped from
my penis slit and splashed into my piss pool. Both of our spongy cocks
seemed to clog the drains and keep all of our waste water confined,
creating a great feeling urine bath for our junk.

"You tug your nuts as you piss too..." he asked almost shyly, in the same
tone and manner someone would ask the time or weather. As I looked over the
stranger was tugging his nuts long and hard before returning them to his
urine Jacuzzi. I wasn't sure if this was nervous chatter or him trying to
make a first move.

Yeah, I guess so, was my only lame ass reply.

"Sweet..." was his reply. But not sweet, more like ssswwwweeeettttt. His
tone was extended and sexy and made my dick jump at the possibilities.

Ok, I'm not totally oblivious, it is just that sometimes you want to live
the porn fantasy but don't know how to get it started. I knew this guy was
gay and a freak but that didn't mean that he was a gay freak for me. What
if I made a move on him and he wasn't interested? That is real life. That
is where I live...along with most of you! I desperately wanted something to
happen, but I couldn't make the first move. I wasn't that free, yet. The
hardest part of life is learning to conquer your fears, even stupid little
ones like rejection.

As I did my best not to pop full wood, the stranger did a deep gargle from
the bottom of his throat and hocked up a large chunk of white sticky mucus
that he spit into the urinal and clearly onto his prick. I peered over and
saw the creamy sludge from his lungs mix and mingle with his urine on and
around his dick. I watched in awe as he took his right hand and massaged
the slime into his pubes and along the length of his thick shaft.  Fuck,
was all I could whisper as I felt my own cock rise. I could also tell that
this wasn't going to be a normal erection. This was the beginnings of one
of the stiffies that I would remember years later because it would be
bigger, longer and fatter than my body ever produced before it, or ever
would again. This shit was going to be the holy grail of hard-ons!

"I'm Rick", he said as he reached over to shake my hand with the same one
he'd used to stroke his nasty cock. I enthusiastically shook his hand and
felt the grease and piss from the bowl.

Juan, I replied as I held onto his hand a bit too long.

From my palm and through my fingers his mucus hung obscenely. Not knowing
what to do, but not to be out done, I raised my hand to my greedy mouth and
eagerly sucked my fingers and Rick's slime into my ravenous gullet. His
loogy tasted slightly salty but felt creamy and silky on my tongue, sort of
like cum. I licked each digit lovingly and sucked on my thumb the
longest. I nursed on it like I suck dick and made numerous rude slurping
sounds along the way. Before I finished, I'd even sucked all of my spit off
of my hand leaving no hint of Rick's nasty phlegm.

"That's hot fucker!" was his only reply. But that was more than enough for
me. I knew this was the beginning of a full on raunch fest.

Chapter 3:

My eyes glazed over as I watched Rick pull his hefty and ever growing meat
stick out of his urinal. He turned to face me and continued to slow jerk
his cock as he looked at my own pee soaking member. Fully exposed, his dick
was drenched with piss and dripped yellow raindrops of urine onto his
sweatpants, draws and sneakers. With each drag on his jock, Rick moaned a
little until he was fully erect and smiling. I watched in wonder as his
cock head pulsed with his PA dangling out front like a guide. Somehow his
11inch dick stood straight out in front at a 90 degree angle and was thick
and heavy enough to support what looked to be a 0g piercing. With his left
hand, Rick began to pull on his ball sac something fierce. I was impressed
with how much length he was able to achieve from the base of his dick to
his sperm filled nuts.

All of this abuse just made his grimy dick open it's piss slit wider and
spit up copious amounts of pre jizz. My mouth opened with anticipation of
sucking down his adorned cock and fat mushroom head till he ejaculated a
full load of baby batter down my slut throat. I couldn't wait for Rick to
white wash my throat with his spunk. But he had many more plans in store
for us both first.

"You like what you see fucker?" Rick growled, knowing full damn well what
my answer would be.

I nodded and stood frozen as he turned around and bent slowly at the waist
to retrieve something from his sweat pants. I marveled at the sight of his
round ass as it parted like the red sea. His trench was filled with kinky
black ass hair that failed to conceal a pink puckered dirty asshole. He
fumbled around in his pocket for something; I didn't know what...yet. This
gave me more than ample time to lean in and take a nice long sniff of his
ass ditch. I smelled his ass like a god-damn dog!

Fuck! His hole was ripe and smelled like a man's shithole should, like SHIT
and ass juices mixed with sweat. It was so hot that my dick was at full
attention, pulsing with blood.  I wanted badly to lean in and take a swipe
with my tongue and taste all of his most intimate musk. I knew that with
skid marks like his, his crack had to be very dirty, and I was right. I
could see fine lines of shit covering the tiny hairs around his puckered
brown eye. It was a beautiful sight to behold.  His anus was thick,
slightly knotted and almost breathed in eagerness for my tongue, finger or
something thicker to enter it's special hiding spot. I love guys that can
take dick as well as they give it.

In a quick motion, Rick was back up and turned towards me with something
shiny in his hand. At first I thought it was a cockring but I soon found
out it was a ball weight. With easy and grace, Rick put the two piece large
silver metal contraption around his tugged ball sac, locked them together
with a bolt and let gravity pull the heavy weight around his engorged nuts
toward the floor. I thought his cock was huge before, but the addition of
the ball weights did nothing but add at least another inch and a half to
the size of his brown dick. Rick's rubbery hood still covered his head and
let me know that there must be some heady chunky cheese it is protecting.
He looked so fucking sexy that I knew he would need to take the lead and
carry me to new heights in my raunch lows. I wanted the filthy fucker to
teach me the ways of kink and make me his disciple.

Rick was still silent as he calmly took of his t-shirt, heeled off his
sneakers and sweat pants; his dirty skidded draws were another story. He
bent down again and raised his underpants to his hands as he kicked his
other belongings to the side. Standing in only a pair of dirty ankle socks
with holes in each one, Rick took off my t-shirt as I stripped from my own
gear. Rick adorned my neck with his soiled draws so that I could see and
sniff his odor whenever I wanted. I was in pig heaven. I quickly located
the skid marks and sucked on them for pure life. I was hungry for Rick's
foul shit and this was a nice appetizer. Both of my heads swelled as the
metallic taste of his excrement danced along my taste buds. I sucked harder
and harder trying to clean the fabric of Rick's waste product. For his
part, Rick took two steps toward me and noticed something I had been doing
for a few days.

I had a minor cold and my nose was constantly running, causing me to
sniffle a lot. I was so focused on his disgusting draws and my own
breathing that I stopped sniffling and let my nose run. Rick saw this as an
invitation and began to lap-up my snot as I continued to eat his shit
through his draws. He had a fat tongue that was longer than anything I'd
seen before.  It was so long that I think he could have licked up his own
nose. Seeing how this was getting him off, I gave the pig what he really
wanted. I blocked off my other nostril and blew chunks of snot and mucus
directly into his open mouth. Rick moaned and jerked his cock as he ate my
snot. God, this was some nasty shit we were enjoying.

Just then, I began to feel warm water coat my hairy stomach and run down to
my kinky pubes. Oh fuck, Rick was pissing on me as he cleaned out my
nostril. His urine showered us both in his kidney juice and lubed up our
cocks and balls at the same time. His stream rose so high that it began to
saturate his draws in my mouth as I started to suck his piss into my mouth
along with his shit stains. Rick switched to my other nostril as I reached
down to fondle his package including his weighed down nuts. His socks were
getting wet as Rick's piss coated the floor and gathered in a large pool
beneath us. I could feel his pee slip through my wiggling toes. It was a
wonderful feeling but I wanted to taste his salty piss before he ran out.

Rick took that freakishly long tongue of his and jabbed in and out of both
of my nostrils, going deep and hard in each one before moving back to the
other. He was in fact tongue fucking my nose. Each trust tickled my nostril
hairs and cleared my sinuses. As Rick finished sucking my nostrils I
dropped to my knees and took his still pissing uncut stinky dick into my
mouth and drank down each and every drop. The force of his piss was so
strong that I didn't even taste the first few squirts. They hit the back of
my throat and drowned my tonsils in pee. I tightened my sucking and allowed
Rick to piss into my mouth like a cup as I sucked just as hard on his dick.

"Oh, fuck yeah; give me a piss blow job. Oh, yeah baby, suck that
dick. Suck that fucker and drink my piss. Feels so fucking good and
warm. Damn, I love your technique. Yeah, yank on those full nuts. Feel the
weight in your hands, fuckin caress my balls." This dirty talk was the most
he said to me since meeting me. I didn't care. I've never been one for sex
talk.  If you are talking, you need a pissing dick down your throat or a
dirty ass covering your mouth. Shut up and fuck me!

I let his rank piss balloon my cheeks as I sucked for dear life. I deep
throated his cock as Rick worked my chunky nipples to no end. It all felt
so good as urine spilled out of my mouth and down to his curly pubes. I
rotated between swallowing, spilling and gagging on his piss dick until the
tap finally ran dry. This didn't stop me from sucking his dick harder
though. I wanted to gag and choke on his massive meat. The metal in his
dick banged the back of my throat and poked hard at the sides of my
mouth. This was my first PA and I wanted to get up close and personal with
it, also I knew that Rick has a huge mound of cockcheese hiding somewhere
under his wrinkled skin. I concentrated on his dick tip and worried his
ring. My tongue went in and out of it and pulled long and hard on the brown
skin covering it. I bit at his foreskin as he moaned and yanked harder on
my nipples. Rick was definitely a CBT (cock and ball torture) kind of guy
as I chewed on his cockskin and bit down hard, crunching it between my
teeth. More and more I played rough with his dick head and drank up all of
the pre that he pushed out.

I was correct; under his hood was a mountain of smegma. I used my hands to
pull his skin back to the base of his shaft and breathed in Rick's dick
head till I swooned with the rank flavor of mancheese. Nothing, nothing in
my life smelled that good.  It was a thick mound of slimy grunge that
smelled putrid and down-right nasty but, my dick loved it. I had pre cum
dripping all over the tip of my curved dick and onto the floor between
us. When I'm that horny, my cock makes an obscene left turn and hugs my
thigh. It looks like a piece of chorizo draped over my leg.

There was no way I wasn't going to get my faggot mouth all over Rick's
helmet head and suck all of his disgusting goodness down my ravenous
throat. I opened wide to ensure a clean fit, and went straight for the
treasure trove hiding behind his huge cock head. I was rewarded with large
chunks of white shit that only made me hunger for more. I was moaning and
groaning with each swipe of my tongue. Some of the masses were so large
that I was able to chew them, even as the smaller ones melted on my tongue
before being mixed with my spit. The stench and flavors were getting me off
as I sucked Rick's dick like a pro. Sucking dick and eating a dirty unwiped
asshole were my favorite team sports in school and I was going to prove
that I still had the gift of giving head. The more Rick worked my nipps the
more I needed to cum.

Rick, man, I gotta, I gotta, blow! I yelled between deep throating his bone
down to his pubes. My moustache rubbed against his short hairs as I sucked
up all of the gross smells that accumulated there. This was a true flavor
savor.  My balls began to tighten and rise up to meet my dick. I knew that
I was very close but I didn't want my cum to go to waste.

Rick reached down and began to violently jerk my cock, as I continued to
pant and moan while sucking and licking his sausage. I hadn't shot a load
in two weeks, so I knew it was going to be a huge wad that escaped my
cock. I wanted to give Rick my essence, I wanted him to taste my ball
juice...and he wanted the same.

I stood up and he kneeled down. In our new roles, Rick opened his gullet
and swallowed my dick down in one fell swoop. My cockhead met the back of
his throat just in time as volley after volley of white creamy spooge
erupted from my dick. I screamed out in pleasure as Rick sucked hard on my
shaft and forced another five squirts out of my dick. It felt good to
release so much semen, but that didn't make my angry dick get any softer.
This wasn't a dick sucking session, just a quick release. Rick happily
noticed that my desire to keep fucking didn't go down either.

Chapter 4:

Rick stood up and we were face to face again. I saw my creamy cum drip from
his full lips and dangle down his chin. I knew that he could taste and
smell the bleach and salt flavoring my jizz. The thickness of my jism
evidenced pent of frustration and blue balls. Rick didn't care about wiping
his face clean and let my scum remain where I shot it. Damn, that was sexy.

My knees were rubbery and tired. I needed to sit down, so I made my way
over to the toilet. I sat my tired ass down on the head just as Rick joined
me and raised my legs up. He supported them with his hands and dove quickly
into my dirty hole. Fuck, I moaned as his tongue soothed my butt and gave
my mouth time to relax from sucking on his engorged dick. My head rested on
the cool wall tile and I contently submitted myself to getting serviced.

Rick, I'm very dirty back there and I'm sure my asshole stinks. I gave a
polite introduction to my shithole but didn't really think he was going to
care at that point.

I knew my hole was greasy and rancid. I loved the feeling of dirty unwashed
asshole, and my own was no exception. Actually, the first asshole I fell in
love with was my own. I love everything about my butt, from the smell and
taste to the nasty blasts of gas that I fart out. I also let my crack run
amuck with hair and scratch my butt openly in public.

Rick's tongue made slow swipes around the outer edges of my butthole then
stopped. That's when he began to sniff and huff the smell of my hole. I
don't ever wash my assshole. Water is the enemy of my self-made funk. Rick
forced his nose into my wide open crevice and took in all of the aromas of
my most private space. I could hear him sniff and moan at the fragrance of
my shitter. He was in pig heaven. We both knew that I wasn't clean down
there and must've had some streaks of shit mixing with my ass juices.

 "Fuck man, your asshole really does reek. I guess you never wash your
ass."

No, that's what dirty fuckers like you are for. I replied. If he wanted to
talk, I could give him talk.

"Good, I love eating out nasty rank holes and yours is the nastiest and the
rankest I've ever feasted on. Give me all of your stink!" Rick made his
comments like a true pig and returned to the job at hand.

I knew that there was nothing that I could do at this point that he would
think was too much or going too far. So, I let go with a nice rumbling fart
directly into his pig mouth. I didn't warn him or apologize as I listened
to him huff up all of my great smelling ass gas. I joined him in smelling
my ripe fart and offered up a few smaller ones for us both to enjoy.

"Oh, yeah, fart in my face. That's so nasty! Let me get a whiff of your
nasty farts. Fuck!" Rick bellowed into my shit filled butthole.

He licked and sniffed for a long time before doing what we both knew I
craved.

"I'm going to fuck your faggot hole bareback. I'm going to fuck your ass
raw, long, wide and deep till I shoot my load in your ass! And you're going
to love every spunk filled drop of my nut juice as it fills your cunt."
Rick said as he rose up and spit on his dick. He also cupped his hand under
my mouth so that I could add my spit to his for extra lube. He rubbed our
creamy spit onto his cock and all along my grimy shitter.

"Here it comes fucker. Take my big fat uncut stinky dick!" That's all I
heard as his foot long raw cock was rammed into my tight hairy stretched
hole. Somehow I was able to accommodate all of him. One long stroke was all
it took before his pubes rubbed against my butt. I yelled in horrible pain
as Rick guided his dick to my prostate. The pain was awful and brought
tears to my eyes. I swallowed down hard and tried to accept his dick's
place in my ass. I was full and complete with his cock riding my butt nut
but it wasn't easy. There was no place else for him to go. I was totally
plugged. He stopped long enough for me to become used to his length and
girth before truly throwing me a good fuck.

Rick's tapping of my faggot ass was fast and furious as he went back to
pulling on my nipples. Since it felt so good to me, I did the same to
him. We both pulled and jerked on the others nipps as he fucked me like I
owed him money, a whole lot of money. It felt fucking fantastic. From left
to right he pointed his pierced cock, digging into each and every corner of
my trench. I was bursting and loving it. My legs were tired and falling
asleep but I didn't care. I just wanted more of his gigantic dick in my
ass. I needed more and more of his cock hitting my prostate. I cupped my
hands behind his ass and pulled him closer to me. Anything to get more of
his fantastic meat stick into my weeping hole.

"Oh, you want more of my dick baby? Never can have enough cock up your
shitty ass, huh?"

I knew my ass was packed with shit, but somehow I didn't think he did. It
wasn't until he said so that I noticed the rank smell of shit in the
air. But Rick just kept fucking me. I sniffed hard the air around us and
swooned with my dump as it left my body by way of his pulsing cock.

"God, your shit looks great on my dick man. I could fuck you all day as you
fart out your shit onto my cock.  Dirty shit fuckers, that's what we are."
Rick told me the obvious as he pounded away at my prostate. Each exit
dragging more and more of my smelly butt fudge with it.

I could feel my warm shit around my sore puckered anus as it ran down
Rick's shaft and balls like molasses. It made me feel like a dirty whore,
being fucked raw by a stranger in some bathroom as I shit on his dirty
uncut cock that I'd sucked the piss out of. Yeah, I was enjoying myself.

My moans increased as Rick wiped some of my creamy dump on his fingers and
let me suck it off. We both cried out in pig passion as he continued
fucking me harder and let me know that he would blast my ass with his
creamy spooge very soon. I could tell as the ping of his metal ball
stretcher hit the porcelain of the shitter I was being fucked on with
greater frequency.

The shape of the toilet made it conducive to opening my ass nice and wide,
exposing my nasty shithole to Rick as the dicked me. Sometimes, he full-on
fucked me deep and hard with his massive girth. Other times he pulled most
of his length out of my brown pucker and let the coolness of his PA soothe
my hole. But most times, Rick moved his hips in a circular motion and hit
all of my most private crevices and made me feel very good. I was happy as
long as he just didn't stop fucking me...ever. But alas, that could never
happen.

"Oh shit, I am going to fucking cum in this asshole. I am going to blow my
load up your butt. Your asshole is about to be dripping in my baby batter
as I bust my
nut. I...am...gonna...breed...this...fucking...asshole...of...yours! You
want my fag load; you want my slimy scum to paint your insides?" Rick let
me know that I was going to take his cum up my asshole, no matter what I
wanted. Good thing for me, I really wanted it.

I opened my butthole wide and told him so.

Fuck, yeah, I want your cum. Please, give me your cum. Fuck my butthole
hard and cum in my hole. Make me your bitch. I want all of your nasty scum!
Cum in my shitty hole, just don't stop fucking me!!!

That's all it took before Rick came buckets in my butthole. He bucked
against my butt something hard and fierce. I felt the spasms of each volley
and smiled knowing that my asshole could make him so happy. I made my hole
clamp down over his dick so that I could milk every creamy drop of his cum
into my shithole.

My own cock was curved to the left and dripping pre cum all over my
thigh. Rick bent down and licked my cream up and spit it back into my open
mouth as he continued cumming up my butt. This was the longest cum shot I'd
ever had fucked into me but also the best. I just knew that I was sucking
all of his nut from his balls. My hole is greedy and doesn't like to share.

Rick finally finished cumming in my cunt and, like a gentleman, fell to his
knees and began to felch my swollen crack. With a lover's touch, he ran his
tongue around my puffy ditch and begged for me to give him back his cum. I
was over filled with his spunk. My guts were bursting with his creaminess
and I felt like I could taste it in the back of my throat. I wanted to keep
all of it for myself and let it be absorbed into my core, making him a part
of me. But, I needed to let some of it out, or it was going to start
leaking out on its own.

"Push it out baby, give me back my shit. Let me taste my nut juice baby. I
wanna taste it, your ass juices and of course your dirty shit."

I relaxed my sore butt ring and pushed out hard so that his cum slid out on
a river of my liquid shit. All I could hear was the sound of Rick lapping
up all of our juices. Around my wrecked hole and inside my shitter he
explored as I pushed out another two squirts of his cum. I could imagine
the look and smell of my sludge and his slime slowly exiting my shitty
abused rectum.

I wasn't planning on giving it all back of course, but just enough to make
him happy. He had a rough tongue that alternated between digging in and
around my shitter. I knew that he was savoring my shit as well as his cum
and that was making it all the more special. This was a unique cocktail
that only a true pig would enjoy. After a few minutes, Rick returned to a
higher space between my legs. He let them fall a bit so that he could jam
the toes of my left foot into his mouth. He sucked and nursed on each toe
individually, drinking in all of the toe jam and wet piss he could
find. This was new to me but I soon was able to enjoy the feeling. Both
feet took a turn in his mouth before we both heard the sound of soft
clapping behind us.

"You fags give a nice show...mind if I join you for act two?" Yet another
fucking stranger in my gym!

Chapter 5:

The sounds of approval came as a surprise to me and I quickly lowered my
legs and covered my raging hard on and cockring. Somehow I believed that
this new stranger would not notice the pool of piss in front of him, the
shit all over the floor in front of me or even Rick, with his huge
shit-caked butt stretching boner and massive ball weight dangling from his
scum filled sac. Weirdest of all was it took me a few moments to notice
that the new stranger was standing next to the 3rd urinal wearing only a
dirty white jock strap and leaving nothing to the imagination. His clothes
were gathered next to ours in a heap on the floor. I don't know how long he
had been watching us fuck but the bulge in his pouch said that he liked it,
very much.

"Hey Mike, what's up?" Rick called over to him.

The two men looked at each other and then turned back to me.

"Not much Rick. I wondered where the fuck you made off to but now I see you
made a new friend." Mike said as he stroked his dick. His purple head
peaked out the side of his grungy pouch and dripped copious amounts of pre
cum. Mike rolled the creamy dick snot into his mushroom head and moaned a
soft sigh.

"His name is Juan, and he has the tightest ass I ever fucked...except for
yours of course." Rick wanted to raise my legs again and return to eating
out my worn out butthole and sucking my toes but I had ideas of my
own. Since he and this guy Mike have fucked before, he wouldn't mind if I
sucked on Rick's shithole for a while.

I pulled Rick back up, turned him around and bent him over. I wanted full
and total access to his smelly asshole. I wanted to taste the tang of his
shit ditch and groove on his most cherished space. I already knew what his
puckered shitter smelled like but I needed to taste it for myself. I needed
to eat, good and long, from his nasty spot and delve into his essence. The
true scent of a man can only be found under his foreskin, but his true
taste can only be located inside of his sphincter.

"I think your new friend wants to eat your shit hole Rick." Mike said to
him as he took a few steps forward and pulled his jockstrap down to his
ankles. As I had Rick's trench in mind, it seemed that Mike wanted to fuck
his face. I watched in awe as Mike's beefy dick was exposed to reveal a fat
9 inch cut cock surrounded by a thick forest of pubic hair that totally hid
his low hanging nut sack. Mike had the body of a wrestler with the smooth
muscle mass and build that you would expect. He looked to be South American
with a thick accent. Unlike Rick and me he was hairless but somehow was
able to keep a ripe stink.  That's all I saw before diving into Rick's
shitty hole.

Damn, was all I could say as I sniffed around his shitter. There was a fine
coating of shit and sweat around his knotty hole and each individual hair
was matted in a layer of smelly manshit. There was no way around the sludge
in his butt. It covered the outer ring of his sphincter and coated the
sides of his cheeks. I sniffed and smelled his aroma and breathed deep all
of him. Rick blew a few ass kisses and I immediately hovered up all of his
nasty fart smells. His puckered hole breathed and panted like it had a life
of its own.

"Fart them out faggot! Make the room smell like your shit!" Mike showed
that he liked to talk too.

As I concentrated on the back, Mike took to Rick's face.  He opened wide
and sucked Mike's thick dick into his eager mouth. Rick began to suck like
a man who has sucked that particular cock before. They fell into a well
worn routine which they both seemed to enjoy. In and out, Mike's dick
rammed inside of Rick's mouth and the two hunky men moaned at each lunge.

Being the nice guy that I am, I reached down and began to yank on Rick's
crank. I loved the feeling of his massive dick in my hands and enjoyed the
fullness most of all. Rick's dick is a two-hander at least. His dick is
thick and meaty, perfect for faggot dick suckers like me. My shit load was
still evident on his cock and pre cum slid out of his slit and greased my
palms. I hung on to his length as I sucked his butthole. The more I sucked
and licked at his shitter, the harder I jerked his messy dick. Rick backed
his ass up to give me greater access to both of my new toys. He bent over
deep and swallowed more of Mike's dick in the process. I sat on the toilet
hoping I would be next. Through my ass eating I smelled nothing but shit,
Rick's and my own.

"Fuck yeah Mike, skull fuck me..." Was the only thing I heard Rick say
before gagging on Mike's cock. Then, just as suddenly as their cock sucking
began, it stopped. Mike forcefully held Rick in place as he began to use
his mouth as the urinal god intended it to be. He made sure that Rick
sucked down his urine and tasted each salty drop. Rick sucked and drank all
of the piss forced into his gullet and didn't spill a drop.

"That's right pig, drink it down. Swallow all of it. Go slow fag...taste
all of my recycled beer. Don't you fucking dare spill a drop. Show me how
my you love my piss." Mike encouraged Rick along the way.

Mike pulled his still pissing dick out of Rick's mouth and doused his hair
in manpiss. I could hear Mike's piss as it splashed Rick's face and even
felt some of his hot urine spill over Rick's shoulders and down his massive
back to settle into his hairy dirty crack, where my tongue lapped it
up. Piss was everywhere as I felt Rick let loose with another salty
load. Through my shitty hands, I could feel Rick's golden stream flow up
his shaft and jettison out his big dick head and ultra long foreskin. Fuck,
how big was this pig's bladder? My toes were soaked in urine again and I
cupped my hands, placing them under Rick's dick and collect some piss for
me to enjoy between eating butt. This was living!

The rankness of his hole was making my mouth dry and his piss was the
perfect compliment. I lapped up every drop and even pulled my face out of
his butt long enough to put Mike's thick pissing cock into my mouth. His
urine was very strong and bitter, like medicine. But I still drank like a
parched pig. I nursed on his big cock head too, just before returning to my
main job of eating the fucking dirty shit out of Rick's tasty asshole.  But
all good things do come to an end as Rick stood up and left me with an open
mouth and horny dick.

Rick's movement also left Mike with a dry dick. The two of us were quite a
pair. Both looking sad that our man toy moved away. I did the logical thing
and sucked Mike's dick down to his pubes. I saw why Rick got lost in the
taste so fast. Mike's cock was filling and tasted masculine with a hint of
salt and ass juice. I could even taste Rick's left over spit as it mingled
with Mike's piss load. I held onto his butt cheeks for support as I sucked
and sucked his meat lollipop. He returned the favor by tugging on my
sensitive nipps. I continued to nurse on that monster cock until he reached
the point of no return. Rick did most of the work, but I would get the
creamy reward.

"Fuck...I'm gonna spooge! Fuck, take my cock, drink my load fucker. I'm
gonna bathe your mouth in cum. Open wide baby and drink my load!" Mike
yelled in my face as I blew him even more.

I wanted to eat his cum as much as I had wanted Rick's up my butt. I was
slobbering all over his junk as I anticipated a sticky load sliding down my
throat. I slicked up his cock and even yanked his balls hard, hoping to
milk more of his ball juice for myself. Rick moaned and groaned with each
tug and I knew he would be dumping his ball cargo into my hungry mouth soon
enough.

"Oh, yeah, oh...fuck, yeah, that's it, take that nut. Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Mikes dick threw up in my mouth and I caught volley after volley of 8 jets
that hit my throat.

He tasted sweet and sour with a hint of bleach. I kept sucking even though
I knew his head must get sensitive after he cums. I could tell as he pulled
back slightly and I kept sucking for his next load. I refused to release
his hot cock.

"Keep sucking fag. You make my dick feel real good. It is so sensitive and
hurts so good, don't stop." Well, that answered my question. It seemed that
both of them were cbt pigs. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rick get down
on all fours and sounding the fart dinner bell. He let out a loud ass gas
blast that got both of our attentions. I spit out Mike's dick and decided
to get on the floor under Rick in a 69 position. I was still craving shit
and I knew some of my own was still on Rick's hard dick.

I got down on the floor and settled in the cool pool of piss Rick deposited
earlier. As I lined up my smelly dick with his open mouth and vice versa,
Mike spit on his cut dickhead and began to roughly enter Rick's hairy fuck
hole. My spit and ass eating more than opened him up for the rough anal
assault that was sure to come.  Rick and I began first and got back to
grooving deep on each other's dicks. But this time was different for me as
the smell of my own asshole greeted me. Rick's dick was coated in shit, my
shit and I loved it. It looked like a fist coating his cock. Even his PA
ring was filled with a nugget of stinky butt load. I sniffed the length of
his bone before sucking the entire gross thing into my mouth.

Not only did I not care that this was a gross undertaking but I actually
threw a greater hard-on myself the more I smelled and tasted my own shit on
his dick. I am not saying that it was easy sucking monster sized shit caked
dick, because it was not. The first few sucks made me so nauseous that I
threw up in my mouth a little. I could taste my own shit come back up as
vomit in my mouth as I continued to suck more shit off of his dick. Rick's
cock was like a plunger forcing excrement down my throat. I refused to give
up this chocolate treat. I was going to clean his dick of my butt fudge if
it was the last thing that I did. I am sure both men could hear me chocking
on shit but they knew not to try to pry me away from this shitty dick! I
sucked and licked the outside of his shaft until it was clean then began
working on Rick's PA and shit filled foreskin. I had my work cut out for
me.

I had eaten all of his smegma but the taste of my asshole on his shaft and
in his pubes more than made up for it. I also moaned as his mouth engulfed
my big dick down his throat and gave me a taste of what he gave Mike
before. Rick had a great talent for sucking uncut dick. He nursed his way
up and down my shaft and rotated between smelling my slimy dick cheese and
eating what was left. Eating my shit off his dick made be bone up and leak
buckets of pre cum, so Rick got a few treats too.  Our rhythm was smooth
and easy with both of us doing what we loved.

"Get ready pig, I'm gonna fuck your shithole bare and deep. I'm gonna
literally fuck the living shit out of you!" That's all Mike said before
forcefully entering Rick's asshole.

I guess for all of us, there was something about giving and taking a raw
dick. I love the feel riding bareback, knowing that some guy's seed will be
breeding my sore ass just before he offers his up for me to do the same.
My eyes were open and I could see Mike's cock enter Rick's shaggy
hole. Inch by inch his fuck rod disappeared into Rick's intestines. It
looked so fucking hot! My face was under his pressed gonads and his weights
swung just over my forehead. I sucked more and more and Rick farted hard
with each inch of Mike's dick. The sights and smells made my dick even
harder and Rick appreciated getting a bigger dick to slurp.

This was the standard for about 10 min then with a loud rumbling sound
another smelly fart escaped Rick's butthole followed by a load of sludgy
shit that ran down Mike's cock shaft and balls and came to rest on my face.

"Oh fuck, you shit on his face dude! That is so fucking nasty. Do it
again." Mike encouraged Rick to fart his shit out just so it could cover my
face and bury me in his slurry.

I decided to give Rick a taste of his own funky medicine by pissing in his
mouth. I usually can't piss with a hard-on but I really needed to dump this
piss load if I wanted to cum again. My pee arched upward and directly into
Rick's open sucking mouth. Even upside down, he did not, would not, spill a
drop of my yellow piss. He sucked my dick and engulfed it in my urine at
the same time. Piss from my dick and shit from his hole spit
everywhere. The smells in the men's room was amazing and soon enough Mike
was going to add a load of cum to the bodily fluid mix.

I sucked Rick's dick with gusto but I wanted to eat his shit badly. Just
above my face was the object of my desire, his overfull fucked butt
dripping with nasty slimy shit.  I pulled off his dripping cock and lifted
my head so that my tongue touched the magical spot between Rick's asshole
and his dick. His taint was covered in mucky brown shit that I lapped up
and savored. His ball weights dripped in shit too, leaving Rick's nut
plastered in butt mud. I let my tongue take a walk.

The metallic taste shocked my taste buds but I wanted more. I shimmied up
so that I could suck Rick's dump off of Mike's shaft while he continued to
fuck his tight butt. We all moaned and groaned. Mike held onto Rick's hips
while he pummeled his hole. Shit spurted out everywhere and dripped into my
mouth. I wasn't letting any of his foul essence get away from me.

"Damn, this is some major pig you found Rick. You should see him eat your
shit off my hard dick while I fuck you raw. This shit is so sick I think
I'm gonna bust my nut in your butt. What do you say fucker; you want my
slimy load in your hole? What about you pig, you wanna drink up my cum and
Rick's shit?"  Mike was really talking to himself, not us.

I was close to his nuts and saw that they were drawing up close to his
body. Soon he would be fucking his load into Rick's hairy butt for me to
eat out! But before this could happen, Rick made a surprise move. He began
sucking my dick even harder before spitting it out and pulling my legs up
into the air. My now exposed hole was twitching in the air as Rick dove
into to eat out my crack again. I moaned at his tongue's intrusion and
yanked on his dick in thanks. I felt his pre-cum drips increase and knew
that he, not Mike, would cum first. Never one to miss out on a load of hot
creamy cum, I moved down again and took his cock back into my mouth. Within
seconds cum was filling the back of my throat as I used my tongue to open
up Rick's dick skin. I sucked over and over again as Rick moaned.  Each
spasm of his dick made his butthole contract, sending Mike over the edge.

"Oh, shit, I'm cumming along with you Rick! I'm dumping my cum in your
butt. This is your nut pig, take it, and drain my balls. Fuck, I'm filling
your hole with my nasty cum ball. Take it all!" Mike yelled as I sucked
Rick dry.

Panting, both men milked their dicks till nothing remained. I stayed on the
floor waiting for the load of piss I knew Rick had in his pipes. Within
moments, I was covered in urine. I didn't want to drink it, I wanted to
bathe in it and bathe in it I did. Mike pulled out of Rick's sloppy hole
and added his bladder brew to the nasty mix. My curly hair was drenched in
piss. Every inch of my body was covered in piss and I smelled like a fucked
urinal. Once again, I was in pig heaven.

I grabbed my swollen dick and began to pump out my next creamy load. I
jerked and jerked but Rich stopped me, saying he wanted my next load up his
butt. So, I stopped and wallowed in piss instead.  As their streams
subsided there was only one thing left to do...eat Rick's nasty shithole.

Knowing this, Mike moved out of the way as Rick sat on my face to feed me
the nastiest protein shake of my life. I opened my mouth very wide and let
Rick's protracted hole ride my gullet. I sat there in silence as shit and
cum flushed into my mouth. My erection pointed toward the ceiling and
dripped copious amounts of pre scum. I wanted to come so badly has Rick
rode my face, but I knew better things were on the way.

Rick grunted with each push and I was drenched in a smelly, soupy mix. This
was not a smooth slurry, but one with chunks of shit churned with creamy
strands of mancum. I had never tasted anything like this before. I lapped
and sucked til Rick was empty, signified by a resounding FART!

"Glad your wide open pig...now get ready for my fist!" With his big cut
dick still erect and covered in Rick's shit, Mike let us know that we were
just getting started in our raunch night.

To be continued...?

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