Jimmy Visits the Fudge Factory, a 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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To read previous work involving this fictional character, check out Jimmy's Tunnel of Love

Chapter Three: A Brown Brunch for Jimmy

James was standing at the counter, cracking eggs in a large bowl while bacon sizzled in a pan on the stove. His loving wife was rummaging through the refrigerator, looking for cheese and a few vegetables that would go in an omelet for her and her husband. The smell of fresh coffee was infused with the smell of cooking bacon and warm toast, wafting through the house while Jimmy sat on the couch in his undies and a tee shirt, watching cartoons.

But as delicious as everything smelled at the moment, Jimmy had no appetite for eggs and bacon. His mouth was watering, and he wanted something to eat, but his thoughts had given in to something much more decadent. His tummy was starting to cramp and waves of gastric pressure were washing over him while his bowel signal increased in strength. He reached down and ran his small hands over his rump, feeling the clean, dry and white fabric of his underwear. As the sensation of the knitted cotton stitching made his fingertips tingle, he felt the familiar pressure against his sphincter and knew he needed to take a shit.

At that moment, he heard his parents talking and grinned because they were discussing his earlier feeding.

“Our little shit lover was hungry this morning,” James told his wife. “You should have seen the size of the load I gave him.”

“I'll bet he didn't waste a single smear,” Carrie commented with an amused tone, sending a shiver through the 12 year old as he thought back on his earlier feeding. “He's been so hot for it lately.”

“He's always hot for it,” James said, then Jimmy heard the smacking of lips kissing. “We've raised a hungry little toilet.”

With that, Jimmy got up from his spot, too horny to resist the urge he had to engage his parents in some scat related banter.

Wandering into the kitchen, he spotted his mom at the table, chopping up a green onion and some tomatoes. He made a beeline for his mother, wrapping his skinny arms around her neck and resting his head on her shoulder. She planted a kiss on the top of his head, noting that his hair was still damp from the shower he shared with his daddy.

“Are you hungry again, baby?” she asked, and he nodded. “Would you like an omelet?”

“No,” Jimmy said quietly, letting his eyes roam over his daddy's plump ass. “I want daddy to feed me again.”

“Is my baby boy hungry for another shit load already?” James asked knowingly, prompting Jimmy to nod with a hot moan. “Our little toilet's in quite a mood today.”

“I think you emptied daddy's tummy this morning, babe,” Carrie said with a sympathetic inflection in her voice. “I'm sure he'll have something for you after breakfast, though.”

“I wish I didn't have to wait,” he lamented, then another gas pain washed over him and he grabbed his tummy with both hands.

“Do you have to poop, Jimmy?” Carrie asked her son, and he nodded. Running her palm over his underwear clad bubble butt, she told him, “Would you like mommy to help you get cleaned up?”

This brought an immediate smile to the 12 year old's face and he nodded eagerly.

“Breakfast is almost ready, buddy,” James reminded him. “How about if you sit with daddy while we eat? That way you can tell us all about that hot shitload you're holding onto and what you want to do with it.”

With that, a powerful shudder gripped the cute boy and he nodded with an almost hypnotic stare, his head still resting on his mama's shoulder.

At the breakfast table, Jimmy quickly found a seat in James' lap. His bowel signal was getting more urgent by the minute, and he was grinding his horny rear end into his daddy's crotch. He could feel James' massive erection with his ass, and hoped to have it back inside him soon. Realizing that his boy was unbearably horny, the doting man scooped up a bite of his omelet and fed it to him. While Jimmy was chewing up his mouthful of eggs, cheese, bacon and veggies, James caressed his face and spoke to him.

“I can tell that my boy is craving shit loads right now,” he said in a gentle tone, then he planted a kiss on top of his head while Jimmy nodded. “And I know you have to take a shit right now. Are you planning to shit your pants, buddy?”

“Uh huh,” Jimmy said, his voice husky with desire, even through his mouthful of eggs. He finished chewing and swallowed, then he added, “I want boys to poop in my mouth today.”

“I know you do, baby boy,” James praised him, rubbing the warm skin on his back. “How would you like it if daddy had a few feeders stop by to use his favorite little toilet? Would you like that?”

“Yes, daddy,” Jimmy practically stuttered, his mouth hanging open and his lips dripping with saliva. Giving them a lick, he asked, “What time will they be here?”

“I was thinking you could have visitors all day, Jimmy,” his daddy answered, and the boy felt the load in his bowels try to move on its own. At the same time, a familiar stink rolled into everyone's noses and Jimmy's hairless erection jumped in his underwear.

“Would you like that, honey?” Carrie asked, and Jimmy nodded while his sphincter flexed. “Take another bite of your breakfast.”

James dutifully used his fork to cut another piece from the omelet and feed it to his son, and while the boy was chewing his bite, he felt a series of gas pains begin to wash over him in continuous waves. Realizing that her son's bowel movement was imminent, Carrie went on.

“Are you looking forward to having a nice, hot pantload, honey?”

With a shy smile, Jimmy simply said, “Yeah.”

“Of course you are, buddy,” James said proudly. “My little guy loves walking around with shit in his britches, don't you?”

“Uh huh,” Jimmy nodded, the desire on his face beyond transparent. Then with a hopeful inflection in his tone, he asked, “Will I have underwear on when I'm taking poop loads today?”

“Of course, buddy,” James assured him with an easy smile. “You're going to be a busy little toilet today, and all those loads have to go somewhere. I'll bet that by the time we tuck you in tonight, you'll have shit your pants at least 5 or 6 times.”

Hearing his daddy's prediction cause the naughty boy to smile and sigh, prompting his parents to smile back at him while they finished their breakfast. James scooped up one more bite for the 12 year old, who reluctantly accepted it at his parents' urging. At the end of their meal, James held his glass of milk up to Jimmy's lips and had him take a big drink, then he finished the glass off himself. The cramps in Jimmy's tummy were exacerbated by the last bite of eggs and the huge gulp of milk, so he scooted his way out of his daddy's lap and stood in front of him.

Seeing that he still had his parents' undivided attention, he turned so that his ass was pointing in their direction, then he proceeded to take his long awaited shit. There was a moist crackle ringing out, along with the squelch of several farts that accompanied the mound of turds he was building in the seat of his underwear. At the same time, a dark, almost rancid stink filled the room, though it was a stink that brought a smile to Jimmy's face. With each push, a bounty of hot poop emerged from his anus, cramming into the seat of his no longer white briefs while hot piss coursed down both legs.

When his bowel movement was finished, he reached back with his left hand and ran it over the massive bulge in his pants. He took the time to appreciate the heat and moistness of the load as it permeated the fabric of his underwear, then he gave it a series of soft squeezes with his palm.

“Are you all done, honey?” Carrie asked, and Jimmy nodded. “Are you ready for mama to clean you up?”

With another nod, Jimmy padded to his mom so he could stand in front of her. She lovingly turned him so he was facing away from her, then she pulled the waistband of his underwear back and examined the drooping load for herself. What she saw was a mass of long, thick turds and steaming heaps of soft shit that she knew her son would want to enjoy right away. While she was still holding his waistband in place, James leaned over and looked at the load with a proud smile. Seeing his parents' expressions, Jimmy looked over his shoulder and peered down into the seat of his britches, feeling his body shiver at the prospect of enjoying every morsel of the pantload he'd produced.

Sensing that their boy was practically overflowing with desire, the loving parents jumped into action. Carrie reached into her son's underwear and pulled out a massive handful of shit, watching Jimmy's face light up when he spotted it over his shoulder. She treated him to a deep sniff of it by holding her full palm under his nose, then she gently told him, “Open wide, Jimmy.”

The 12 year old's body was erupting with sexual energy as he followed his mother's instructions, opening his watering mouth and moaning hotly while she lovingly packed it with shit. When he had it all in his mouth, he sealed his lips and felt his boygasm explode. Every pleasure center in his young body came alive as his ass and groin sizzled, causing his hard little wiener to dance around inside his undies. Sensing that his boy was in the grip of a full on orgasm, James simultaneously rubbed Jimmy's back and his heaving chest, comforting his climaxing son while Carrie went back into his underwear and pulled out an equally massive handful of Jimmy's boy poop.

“Is that good, baby?” James asked softly, and Jimmy nodded, his little body still being ravaged by the orgasm that had set in. “Mommy's got another handful for you when you're ready.”

With that, Jimmy hastily used his tongue to make several passes through the mound of shit he was enjoying so much. With every motion of his tongue, he could feel the load smearing against the roof of his mouth and the lining of his cheeks. He was still savoring the flavor, texture and stink while he set his fiery eyes on the moist handful his mama was holding. He leaned forward and took a deep whiff, then he swallowed what was in his mouth and licked his lips. With nothing but desire driving his actions, the eager little shit lover opened wide and watched with a tortured expression as his mama packed his mouth with another pile of hot turds.

Once again, Jimmy was in an orgasmic frenzy as he chewed his gift, loving how the heat and stink encapsulated his senses. While he was enjoying his mouthful, he felt Carrie's hand lifting what was left of his pantload, surveying its weight and contents, perhaps trying to gauge how many more mouthfuls she was going to feed her baby boy. When he felt the seat of his underwear fall heavy, he moaned again while his mama went back into them and pulled out another handful.

“My little boy pooped a whole bunch today,” Carrie praised him, then she kissed him on the side of his head. “Are you enjoying your feeding?”

Jimmy nodded his answer, his mouth still packed tight with boy poop and his boygasm too strong to articulate his thoughts in a coherent manner. Seeing that her baby boy was gripped with pleasure and enamored with his brown mouthful, Carrie held the pile of shit she was holding up to his nose and let him enjoy the aroma until he swallowed.

As soon as his mouthful was down, Jimmy opened up to accept the next handful. The inside of his mouth was caked with shit, as were his lips, but he didn't care. He was eager for more, and his doting parents didn't deny him. Instead, Carrie packed his already shit frosted mouth tight with the handful she was holding while Jimmy's eyes glossed over with carnal delight. With another load in his mouth, the horny 12 year old once again used the opportunity he had to savor his mouthful, taking note for the first time how his cheeks bulged from the sheer volume. His tongue seemed to be taking nonstop passes through the shit pile, turning it into a soft mass that he could enjoy.

When he swallowed again, he was treated to the last of his pantload, a final, generous mouthful of turds that he smashed with his tongue while his parents lowered his underwear and instructed him to step out of them. As they came down, Jimmy's small, hairless erection came into view and so did his shit smeared ass. Taking care to make sure her baby boy wasn't denied a single smear, Carrie used her fingertips to scrape the heaped up boy poop from his crevice and his plump buns. She watched with a smile as he opened up, allowing her to add to his already generous mouthful while his tiny boy boner danced around on its own.

James picked the shitty briefs up and held them up to Jimmy's nose, letting him sniff them until he swallowed his mouthful. When Jimmy's final mouthful was down, his daddy turned his britches inside out and eased them into the little boy's mouth so he could enjoy the massive smear that was still in the seat while his parents walked him to the downstairs bathroom for cleanup.

While Jimmy was nursing on the seat of his shit smeared underwear, Carrie started the bath and James took a seat on the commode. Summoning his boy over, James stroked Jimmy's bangs and spoke gently to him.

“Did daddy's little toilet enjoy his feeding?” James asked, and the boy smiled around his mouthful of underwear with a nod. With an approving smile, the man said, “You're such a hungry little toilet today. I think you need a nice, long line of feeders, son.”

Jimmy signaled his agreement through a soft moan while Carrie handed her husband a warm, wet washcloth.

“Turn around for daddy so I can wipe your ass, buddy,” James said, and Jimmy readily complied. While he was wiping the boy's rear end clean, James used his middle finger to rub Jimmy's pucker, eliciting a hot, needy moan from the little shit lover. “Do you need some cock back here, son?”

“Mm-hmm,” Jimmy moaned, his undies still crammed in his mouth.

“How about if daddy fucks you before your bath then?” he offered, and the horny little boy nodded frantically. “After that, maybe you can go find a cute boy to treat you to a shit load before mommy and daddy's guests show up. Would you like that?”

Instead of a verbal reply, Jimmy simply rolled his ass around with a guttural moan, sending the signal to his parents that he was very excited about the prospect of being a little toilet all day.

With that, he felt his daddy's strong hands part his ass cheeks, opening up his crevice to inspect it for shit smears. James gave the boy's deep crack a once over with the rag, then he grabbed the petroleum jelly from the counter-top beside him and used it to lube Jimmy's rear end up.

With his bottom now wiped clean and lubed up, Jimmy bent over the sink with his shit smeared, piss soaked underwear still hanging from his mouth. He planted his hands against the corner of the counter-top and spread his feet wide, watching in the mirror while his daddy lined up to his trembling hole and slipped through the entrance. With a moan, he smiled over at his mom, who was watching from the tub, then sighed with bliss as his daddy fucked a hot load of sperm up his ass.

James and Carrie were just finishing up with the dishes from breakfast when the familiar site of their son and his partner in crime, a cute 15 year old named Jason, caught their attention through the kitchen window. They both gushed when they saw that the boys were holding hands, and smiled warmly when the pair stopped and shared a brief kiss on the lips. When their lips parted, they shared a sweet smile, then their son led his lover behind James' tool shed, where they were almost out of site.

Carrie felt her husband's hand rubbing her back when the boys began to disrobe, then the pair busied themselves with the rest of the dishes. When the dishwasher was loaded, James returned to the sink to retrieve the dishwasher soap and caught site of his son, eating deep at Jason's back door. The boys had their pants around their ankles and Jimmy was squatting behind his lover. His face was buried so far up the older boy's ass that it almost looked like he was trying to shove his small head through Jason's asshole. He saw that his head of black hair was turning from side to side but his face never emerged.

“Honey, you have to come see this,” the man said with a note of amusement in his tone, so Carrie joined him at the window just in time to see her son sit back on his heels and open wide. Jason squatted far enough down that his ass was resting on Jimmy's grinning face, then his thighs stiffened and the boy's cheeks bulged right away.

Jimmy looked like he was in a state of euphoria as he navigated the hot, steaming load in his mouth. Before he swallowed, he leaned forward and sniffed his 15 year old beau's ass, then he gulped and the entire load went into his tummy. With glazed over eyes, Jimmy opened wide and watched with anticipation as a long, slow moving loaf emerged from Jason's boy butt, crackling with moistness as it grew in size and thickness until it pinched off and landed in the 12 year old's mouth. There was a generous portion protruding between his distended lips, but Jimmy simply used his fingertips to push it the rest of the way in, treating himself to an impacted mouthful.

While Jimmy was enjoying his new mouthful, Jason aimed his hard, 4 inch dick at the boy's hair and unleashed his piss load. Both boys were reveling in the naughty act they were sharing as Jason's hot piss soaked Jimmy's hair. At the same time, the shit load that Jimmy had in his mouth smelled decadent to both boys, and Jason was very aroused at the site of the cute little toilet doing what he loved the most.

From the kitchen, James and Carrie were holding hands and watching their little boy swallow the generous load of shit he'd been gifted. When it was down, Jimmy urged his beau to face away again, then he buried his face in Jason's ass, licking it and feeling the heaps of shit smearing his cheeks, nose, brow and mouth. When he pulled his now brown smeared face out of Jason's ass, he had a hard grin fixed to his face and stood up. As soon as Jason turned to face their son, the 12 year old promptly bent over and held onto the side of his daddy's shed while the 15 year old lined his rod up and pushed in with ease. Less than a minute later, the boys hiked their pants and Jason hurried through the side gate with a flushed face.

To Be Continued? Let me know.

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