Elliot's Insatiable Craving

Elliot's Insatiable Craving, a short story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, 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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At a little after 8:30 on Monday night, I put my leather coat on and checked myself out in the mirror. My hair was parted on the side and the acne on my forehead was almost completely cleared up. The earring in my right ear looked cute, and my braces were shiny under the light in my room. I stepped back from the mirror and turned to get a good look at my bubble butt, which was stuffed in a pair of tight fitting jeans. I'd grown out of them in 8^th grade but could still squeeze into them, and they made my ass look really hot.

Blowing my reflection a kiss, I checked my phone and saw a message from my soon to be lover that he was five minutes away. I texted him back that I'd meet him at the side gate, then I slipped my pride bracelet on my wrist and walked out of my room.

My 15 year old body was burning with passion as I contemplated what was about to happen in my backyard. At the same time, I felt a pensive sense of dread washing over me, especially as the sound of my mom loading the dishwasher reminded me she was going to see me walking out the back door.

Technically I was grounded for cutting the first three periods at school so I could meet a top at the park and suck his dick. When I sat up and swallowed, there was plenty of time for me to make it to school in time for first period, but I decided to use my fake ID to try to get into the gay bar instead. When I got bounced at the door, I just walked around the building and opened up grindr.

While I was cruising for a top, mom started blowing up my phone to tell me to get to school. She started calling me while I was holding onto the dumpster with my pants down, having my ass fucked by a hot bear. I simply ignored her calls and enjoyed having my shitter used by a real man. He planted his load, then I wrapped my lips around his cock and he pissed in my mouth while I smiled up at him.

Before he left, we traded numbers and I told him I'd love to do more than drink his piss if he was up for it. He asked if I was sure and I assured him I was.

When I got home, mom was already waiting for me so she could drive me to school. When the stink of anal sex and drying piss hit her nose, she made me take a shower and change, then she drove me to school.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with you, Elliot," she said with a frustrated sigh.

"Nothing," I said flatly. "What am I doing that's so bad?"

"For one, you're failing all your classes," she reminded me while I rolled my eyes. "And you skipped school today so you could go get fucked in the ass again. We've already talked about this, son."

"You already know I like it in the ass," I said impatiently.

"Did someone piss on you?" she asked me in an accusatory tone, and I sighed loudly.

"So what if they did?" I sneered. "It's what I wanted."

With that, she gave me a long, judgmental look and I shifted in my seat so I could look out the window.

"When you get home, we're going to have a long talk, young man," she said flatly.

"I'm going back to the park after school," I told her, and she shook her head.

"We'll see about that," she warned me, then we pulled up to the school and I jumped out of the car before she could kiss me on the cheek.

When I came home from school, I had a detention slip for truancy. I handed it to her and she grounded me. Over her protests, I went back to the park and got fucked while she rage texted me and threatened to take my phone away if I didn't pull my pants up and get home.

When I got home she demanded my phone but I told her to fuck off, then slammed my bedroom door. An hour later, she was at my bedroom door with a plate of food and a remorseful frown. I let her in and we sat on my bed while I shoveled food into my gullet.

"I'm sorry I was so hard on you earlier," she said quietly. "But you're my kid, and it's my job to keep you on the right track."

"I can't help it mom," I said through a mouthful of roasted red potatoes. "I'm gay."

"I know you are, honey," she said, giving my shoulders a squeeze. "But you're only 15 and you're having anal sex."

"Because I'm into it," I said, sticking my fork into an asparagus spear and bringing it to my mouth. Giving her a wry smile, I reminded her, "I get it from you."

She sighed and nodded in agreement, then she kissed me on the cheek.

"You're still grounded for tonight, but I'll lift it tomorrow morning," she bargained. "Can you behave?"

"It's not misbehaving to get laid," I said, and we both looked at my phone. "I'm planning on seeing another guy tonight."

"I don't want you going to the park," she said quietly.

"I won't," I promised her, then we both looked out my bedroom window and into the backyard. "Promise me you won't watch."

"Why?" she said, almost whispering.

"I don't want you to see what I'm in the mood for," I said, handing her my plate.

"Is it what I think it is?" she asked, and I shrugged with a furious blush. Giving me a pleading look, she said, "You're too young to drink piss, son. You're too young for all of this."

"Please don't watch," I asked softly, then she got up and walked out of my room as I gave in to my craving and picked up my phone to beckon my hookup. 💩

When I rounded the corner, she looked my way and wiped her wet hands with a dishtowel. The look on her face told me she knew what I was about to do, but she had no idea how far I was planning to take things tonight.

"Elliot, where do you think you're going?" she said with a hint of resolve in her voice, but I knew it was false bravado.

Looking her dead in the eye, I somewhat impatiently told her, "None of your business."

"We've already talked about this, young man," she countered, then she looked my slutty attire up and down and gave me a disapproving look. Straightening her stance so she was towering over me, she said, "You're not going anywhere. Go back to your room and get ready for bed."

"I don't have time for this shit," I spat, then I walked out the back door to meet my hookup at the gate. "I've got a cock date."

As I stepped out onto the patio, she followed me out the door and pleaded with me by saying, "You're too young for this, honey."

I stopped in my tracks and turned to face her. The look of worry on her face was almost enough to break me, but the tremble in my rear end was too powerful for me to resist. With my head hanging in shame, I approached her. I gave her a remorseful glance as I stood on my toes and kissed her on the cheek, then I told her, "I can't help it mom. Please don't watch me this time."

With that, I slid the patio door closed and walked to the gate so I could greet my anonymous lover when he arrived.

I heard his car pull up to the house and quickly opened the side gate to let him know I was anxiously waiting for him. As he walked up the driveway, he tripped the sensor for the flood light, and we were suddenly visible to each other. I bit my lower lip as I soaked up the sight of a 6 foot adonis with broad shoulders and a barrel chest making his way toward me. My little boner was straining painfully in the front of my underwear and my already trembling asshole was on fire for intercourse from this stud.

At the same time, he was clearing eyeing me with a look of hunger, taking in my 5'3", 120 pound frame. His eyes scanned the little bulge in the front of my jeans, then he looked at my overstuffed boy butt and licked his lips. When I smiled, he caught sight of my braces and I thought he might faint.

"You're so cute," he hissed, and I smiled shyly.

"So are you," I sighed, then I gave him my hand to hold and led him to the backyard. As soon as we were on the patio, I pulled out a chair and let him sit down, then I leaned in and planted a deep kiss on his mouth while he palmed my horny bubble butt. We broke our kiss and I anxiously dropped to my knees, then I pulled 7 thick inches from his trousers and stroked it with excited eyes. It was more than a handful as I slowly stroked it, and I was captivated by the heat that was rolling off the glans. When a glob of precum dripped from the end and landed on the back of my hand, I moaned and slip my mouth over the head.

"Fuck yeah, buddy," he whispered, then he ran his fingertips through my hair and I swallowed his shaft with a dedicated smile.

In no time flat, I found myself giving him an impassioned blowjob, frantically deep throating his rod while my little dick sizzled in the pouch of my briefs. I could feel his cock expanding in my throat, adding to my pleasure as the already snug fit against the lining of my throat tightened. My hungry boy butt was overflowing with arousal, and I knew I needed this stud to fuck me right away.

Acting on my urgent need, I pulled off of his prick and came to my feet so I could drop my pants. He was reeling in the chair, watching me with a frantic expression as I hastily unbuttoned my fly and let my jeans fall around my shins. He set his eyes on my tighty whities and brought his hands to his brow, almost in disbelief as he studied the blue striped waistband and the outline of my miniature sized boy rod. When I hooked the waistband and ripped my undies down, he cocked his head to get a closer look at my hairless wonder.

"No pubes yet?" he asked me, and I shook my head no. "How old are you again?"

"Fifteen," I reminded him, and he gave me a hungry look as he eyed my hairless pubis and balls.

"Holy fuck, you're incredible," he panted, making me grin as I crawled onto the wooden picnic table and presented my ass for fucking. He pried my ass cheeks apart and took a deep whiff of my pucker. With a visible shudder, he latched onto my hole and greedily feasted at my back door while I moaned like a harlot. The pleasure was intense as it overflowed from my body, swirling through my soft midsection and down my thighs.

Just when I thought my pleasure might peak from the intensity of his ass eating, he kissed my hole and slipped his middle finger up my ass. I moaned again, then I let my hips sway from side to side while I smiled over my shoulder at him through half opened eyes. He twirled his digit around, spreading the glob of vaseline that I'd fingered into my hole before getting dressed, then he painted the outer edge and spines of my pucker with it.

I was in a near frantic state for his cock when he finally slid it up my ass. I felt his pubes smashing into my crevice and sighed, then I looked to the patio door and saw mom watching me with a look of dismay. We locked eyes for a moment, then I started to work my hips back and forth on my lover's rod while I moaned lasciviously. She let go of the curtain and walked away, so I smiled back at my lover and whimpered submissively.

He responded by grabbing my hips tight, then he fed me deep, pleasure filled thrusts for a full minute and a half. Each one was packed with goodness, sending waves of frisson over my 15 year old frame that made my toes curl. By the time we hit the 45 second mark, my ass had reached a state of total satiation. At 60 seconds, I was in the grip of a full scale meltdown. And when he buried his rod up my butt and shot his load, I knew my ass had been effortlessly dominated and completely serviced by this stud.

He pulled out and I smiled dreamily over my shoulder at him, then I crawled off the table and knelt in front of him so I could suck him clean.

"Is that better, buddy?" he asked me, and I nodded up at him with stars in my eyes while I washed his big dick around in my mouth. He ran his fingertips through my brown hair and said, "You're so cute. Are you sure this is what you want?"

Without relinquishing his cock, I nodded up at him, then I used the fingertips on my right hand to comb through his thick pubic bush. With a nod of understanding, he sighed and his torso relaxed, then a powerful piss stream erupted in my mouth. I frantically gulped his yellow elixir, trying in vain to keep up and not lose any. Soon, I was losing more piss than I was swallowing, but I didn't care. I loved how it was drenching my shirt and running down the inner lining of my leather jacket, marking me as a dedicated toilet.

When his flow stopped, I smiled up at him and let the last shots hit my tongue while my little dick danced around between my legs and hot cum ran out of my throbbing anus. I looked over to the patio door and saw mom watching me again, and knew she'd seen me drinking piss. I wondered what she thought, but more importantly, I wondered what she'd think when she saw what was about to happen.

Because as soon as my lover emptied his bladder, I reached up and rubbed his tummy. He winced a little and reminded me, "You don't have to go through with this part, sweetie."

But I needed this.

So with a reluctant nod, my lover eased his dick from my mouth, then he turned to face away from me. I smiled up at his ass as he squatted over my face, then I parted his cheeks and lustily tongued his poop chute. With my tongue lodged in his hole, I glanced over at the sliding glass door, where mom was watching with a stunned expression. We locked eyes and she pleadingly shook her head no, but it was too late.
With a moan, I gave my lover's asshole a final lick, then I opened wide. A thrust of stink filled heat poured out of his expanding hole and filled the air around my face, then I heard a moist crackle. It was steady at first, then it sped up and I knew the moment was here. My little dick was standing straight up, pressed tight against my pubic bone as a constant hiss of escaping gas created a sweet symphony with the rapid crackle. With the sounds and smell of defecation exciting my senses, my body overflowed with sinful pleasure that I couldn't overcome.

Mom and I were frozen in the moment when my tongue greeted the tip of a moist, naughty turd. Without breaking eye contact, I tilted my head back and welcomed the decadent treat by guiding it into my mouth with the tip of my tongue. I felt the firm log push through my lips, smearing them with hot poop while I adjusted them to accommodate the thickness. My braces were immediately matted with shit and I knew there was no way to undo what I'd just gone through with. When the tip hit the back of my mouth, I felt it coil tightly between my cheeks.

When it pinched off, there was a bulbous tail protruding between my distended lips. Still holding eye contact with mom, I used three fingers to push it into my already crammed mouth and sealed my lips. As soon as my lips closed, the scintillating flavor exploded on my palate and I was gripped by a fierce anal orgasm. My little dick pulsed and hot pee fountained from the end, driving my desire and prompting me to use my tongue to smash and smear the hot loaf against the roof of my mouth with a delirious smile on my face. My feeder turned to look at me, so I gazed up at him with starry eyes. I opened wide to show him his decadent offering, then I sealed my lips again and slowly macerated his gift while he stroked his cock.

When I had his load down, I licked my lips, then I looked to the patio door and saw mom watching me with a look of disbelief. I licked my lips, then I crawled back onto the table and presented my ass for another lay. My anonymous lover slid his prick up my ass and fucked a hot load into it, then he spotted mom watching from the patio door. In a panic, he put his dick away and beat a hasty path to the side gate while I used my tongue to pull thick dollops of man poop from the roof of my mouth so I could swallow it like a good toilet.

I heard his car peel away with a screech, then mom opened the patio door and sighed heavily.

"Are you mad?" I asked her in a small voice as the dark, luscious stink of my feeding swirled around my half naked body. She didn't answer. Instead, she just looked at me with introspective eyes, so I reminded her, "I asked you not to watch."

"Take your clothes off out here and I'll put them in the wash, Elliot," she said, her voice brooding. "Go take a shower and brush your teeth. We'll talk about this when you get out."

"Yes mommy," I practically whispered, then I hung my head and got undressed while she watched. When I was fully nude, I ashamedly made my way to the shower and washed away the remnants of my hookup.

When I got out of the shower, I brushed my teeth like I was told. When I got back to my room, there were a clean pair of undies sitting on my bed, along with a nightshirt. I got dressed and when I emerged from my room, mom handed me a new toothbrush and said, "Brush your teeth again, honey."

I did as I was told, then went to my room and checked my phone. Predictably, I'd been blocked by my feeder. With a sigh of resignation, I joined mom in the living room. She patted the spot next to her on the couch, then she pulled me into her so she could hold me. She kissed me on the head and we watched TV in silence. When a commercial came on, I took the remote and muted the volume.

"I'm a toilet now," I announced.

"I know that, son," she said.

"Are you gonna try to stop me?" I asked, resting my head on her shoulder.

"Of course I will," she said, kissing me on the side of the head. "That's my job."

"You won't be able to," I reminded her as she ran her fingernails through my hair to comb the damp tangles out of its strands.

"I know that, too," she said. "But you know I can't just stand by and not do anything about it."

"I'm probably going to setup another shitload tomorrow," I told her. "More than one if I can. I'll probably ditch school so I can find a feeder."

"What do you think I should do about that, son?" she asked, and I shrugged. With a poignant smile, she rubbed my shoulders and sighed, "My willful little boy."

"Yeah," I agreed. "I love you, mom."

"I love you too, Elliot," she assured me.

"I get it from you," I reminded her again, and she nodded in agreement again.

"If you were 18, we'd be getting laid side by side," she told me, running her hand up and down my back. "I'd have been out there with you tonight, helping you eat that load. But I can't do that yet because you're not old enough."

"Are you planning to tell dad?" I asked, and she gave me another sad smile.

"I don't have a choice, son," she said, and I nodded in understanding. "He loves you, too."

"Am I still getting ungrounded tomorrow?" I asked her quietly while she gently rocked my torso.

"Until you skip school," she said knowingly. "Then I have to ground you again."

"Okay," I yawned. "It's worth it."

With that, she kissed me on the cheek and I let her hold me while we both contemplated our next argument over my dark and insatiable cravings. 💩

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Up Next for this protagonist: Elliot and his mom are locked in a battle of wills, but how did the fight start? Find out in The Hypocrite's Son, coming soon to the Adult-Youth section of the archive. 🏳️‍🌈

Coming Soon to this section: Casey came out of the closet in The Party Never Stops and discovered he had more in common with his mom than he knew. But what else can they bond over? Find out in Casey Gets Shitfaced 💩