Date: Sun, 17 Feb 2019 20:31:21 +0000
From: namab mass <namabmas@gmail.com>
Subject: liam - chapter 32

This is a story involving scat play between adult males.  All characters
are over the age of eighteen.  If this isn't your sort of thing or it is
illegal for you to view it, please leave now. This story is entirely
fictitious, and any resemblance to actual individuals is coincidental.



Liam



Chapter Thirty-Two



One morning the following week Liam was sitting in his favourite cubicle in
the lecture-theatre toilets, nursing a semi.  On his left some chavvy lad
in sportswear was sitting in silence, seemingly playing with his phone
after he'd unloaded a big, gassy dump.  Liam could smell it in his own
cubicle and its ripeness was turning him on.  On his right a tall, dark lad
with the most gorgeous oval face and spiky black hair who'd come into the
toilets just as he went into the cubicle pulled down his jeans and sat
down.  Liam leaned in closer, straining to hear over the roar of the
hand-dryer.  As it ceased the lad lifted the heels of his smart brown boots
from the floor, and Liam was sure he heard a little grunt and then a faint
crackle.

'Plomp ... plomp ... ploop, ploop, plop!'

As he unloaded his chunky turds the chavvy boy farted and let go another
stream of plops, and someone in a cubicle further away sat down heavily and
began to drop a loud, splashy load.  It got him fully hard and he sat there
for several minutes, listening to the sound of straight student lads
emptying their bowels.  He almost wanked off there and then.

A few hours later, though, he was glad he hadn't.  He'd been horny all day,
especially after he'd gone for a piss after his late-morning lecture and
seen a guy he knew from his course come out of a cubicle; a slim, cute,
well-spoken lad with spiky dark hair.  Archie – for that was the lad's
name – must have had a huge shit, because he'd left dark skidmarks up
the sides of the bowl and a big smear down to the water at the back.  His
smell wasn't all that strong, but it was dense and bitter and really
erotic.  Then after lunch Liam started to need a shit himself.  He knew
Olly was working from home that day and texted him asking if he was up for
some fun after his lectures were over that afternoon.  Olly replied
straight away, saying he was horny and full and well up for it.  Then
twenty minutes later Liam's phone bleeped again.

hi Liam.  How r u?  R u free 2day?  Am horny n need toilet!  Charlie x

Liam rang Olly straight away, and suggested he invite Charlie along.

'Mm, yeah,' breathed Olly down the phone.  'Love to meet him and see him
shit on your face.  Reckon he'd be up for that?'

He was, and a couple of hours later Liam and Olly were sitting talking,
waiting for him to arrive.  Liam was getting desperate by then.  His cock
pressed uncomfortably against his pants as he clenched his arse tight, and
Olly stood in front of him and farted in his face, and he squirmed and
wriggled in an attempt to relieve the pressure in his chute.

'I've really gotta take a shit,' he said as Olly straightened up in front
of him.  'Gonna crap myself in a minute!'

At that moment the door buzzer sounded, and Olly went to open the flat
door.  Charlie came in a minute later, and looking rather pensive.  He
smiled shyly as Olly offered him a seat.  Liam squirmed again, and realised
he was on the verge of losing control completely.

'I'm touching cloth,' he said flatly.  'I need to go now.  What about you?'

'Nah, not quite yet,' said Charlie, looking coy again and glancing at Olly.
'I ... er, I need a shit, but I can hang on a bit.'

'So can I,' said Olly.  'Do you just wanna do it, Liam, and we'll just
watch?'

'Yeah, I'd better.'

He levered himself up and led the way through to the bathroom, reflecting
momentarily on how Charlie and Olly had barely even said hello to one
another so far.  Watching him shit was a strange way to break the ice
between them.  But then his bowels lurched again and it was all he could do
to hold it in, and he danced with desperation as he fumbled with his belt.
Olly threw a plastic bag down on the floor behind him as he pulled down his
pants.

'Oh fucking hell, I'm going!'

Shit forced its way out, all hot and lumpy between his cheeks, a big lump
fell onto the bag as he squatted down, and then he gasped and sighed with
relief as he dumped uncontrollably.  Three thick, golden logs thudded onto
the bag, and the smell filled the room.

'Mmm!' said Charlie.  'Such a big one.  You really needed that!'

'Yeah,' breathed Olly.  'Smells so fucking nice too.'

Liam could hear them behind him, breathing hard and wanking through their
clothes.  Then another turd slid down the chute, and he unloaded a long,
smooth snake onto the pile below him, farted softly, and pushed out a
little more.  He'd nearly finished now but he spun it out a bit longer,
squatting over his shit with his friends wanking and sniffing at the smell.
As he pushed out his last little nuggets he twisted round and grinned at
them.

'Who wants to wipe my arse for me?'

'I'll do it,' said Charlie, his shyness forgotten.  'Pass me the bog roll,
will you?'

Liam rocked forward, supporting himself on his hands, so his cheeks were
wide apart and his dirty hole fully exposed, and sighed with the sensation
as Charlie began to wipe the shit away from around his hole and on the
insides of his cheeks.  He showed Liam the first wad of paper he used, with
a great brown smear across it, dropped it onto his shit and set to work
with another one.  Liam's dick bounced as Charlie's deft fingers and the
toilet paper tickled his ringpiece. Finally it was done, and the three of
them looked at each other, Charlie and Olly with big hard-ons bulging out
their jeans and Liam's trickling pre-cum as he stood with his pants around
his legs.

'You need a shit now?' he said to Charlie.

Charlie nodded, with that sexy, coy little smile of his, and ran a hand
through his hair.  He often did that when he was excited, Liam had noticed.

'I wanna be your toilet.  Gonna squat across me and shit on my face?'

Charlie nodded again and pawed at himself through his jeans.  Then he
pulled them down and stepped out of them, and glancing to one side Liam saw
Olly sizing up his slight, pert body and nicely shaped cock.  Tape and
straws and goggles were lying on the side, and as his playmates stripped
completely Liam taped his mouth, pushed the straws in at the corners and
put on the goggles.  He lay down on the floor, only a couple of feet from
the cooling pile of his own shit.  His dick was going crazy at the prospect
of being Charlie's toilet, with Olly watching and wanking and waiting his
own turn.  It began to dribble pre-cum as Charlie stepped over him, stood
for a moment smiling shyly at Olly, and then squatted down right over his
face.  As Charlie got into position he farted sharply.  Liam lay, with
Olly's heavy breathing ringing in his ears as he leaned in close, with
Charlie's arse inches above his face and the sharp smell of his fart
hanging around him, whimpering in anticipation.

'Ready?' said Charlie in a small voice.  'Sure?  Here it comes...'

He farted again as his tight hole puckered out, pulled in again, and then
slowly opened, and Liam moaned again at the sight of his turd as it nosed
its way out.  It came slowly, in fits and starts as Charlie gave little
pushes, making a lovely soft, slimy sound, until a cracked, glistening,
deep-brown column hung from him.

'Mmm, Charlie!' breathed Olly approvingly.  'Phew, your shit smells really
nice!'

'You like it?  Liam, want it all now?  Yeah?  ... Oh yeah!'

He pushed again and it slid right out in one fluid movement, touched down
Liam's taped mouth, all hot and slimy and firm, and fell back right across
his face.  The smell blasted up his nose with full force and his dick
bounced and dribbled.  Edging madly, head spinning, he watched in awe as
Charlie curled out another big log, and he nearly came when that too
dropped onto him.  Charlie started to piss, despite his hard-on, and Liam
lay helpless as it spattered onto his tummy and his crotch.

'Yeah,' said Olly next to him.  'You fucking love being a toilet.  Look at
your dick dancing.  I really need a shit now too.  Gonna shit on yer cock.
Want that?'

Liam moaned and held up his thumb, and Olly shuffled round in front of
Charlie, straddled him and knelt with his arse hanging over his crotch.

'Hold it,' said Charlie urgently.  'Another one's coming!'

His shit-fringed hole puckered out again, and another lumpy brown column
curled slowly from him, pulled apart and dropped onto his hot, weighty
pile.  Liam whimpered and squirmed a little in his ecstasy, and as his
brain struggled to deal with what was happening to his face he felt a new
sensation; something hot and lumpy and thick touching his cock, and sliding
off it to curl onto his tummy.  More of it came, all heavy and gooey.
Charlie dropped another little curl onto him too, and he teetered on the
brink of cumming.

'Oh Olly,' chuckled Charlie somewhere above him.  'Mate, your shit stinks!'

Charlie pushed out one more little nugget, then climbed off his moaning,
shaking toilet, knelt to one side and watched and wanked as Olly grunted
and covered his cock in shit.  It was hot and slimy, and as his shaft
bounced it gave him the most unbelievable sensations, and he moaned
constantly into his gag and the pile on his face.  He was cumming, he
realised.  He was going to fall off the precipice any second and there was
nothing he could do about it.  He tensed up as tight as he could, but then
as Olly farted and dropped a mushy load all over his bouncing shaft he
screamed into his gag and shot his load so hard that it flew right over him
and onto the floor behind, and his next shot spattered all over his face
and Charlie's shit, just as Charlie too came all over it.


* * * * *


The following day Liam lay on his bed, reflecting on the previous day's
session.  He'd loved everything he'd with his playmates, but taking it in
the face was always the most exciting thing.  It was the sheer helplessness
of it as much as anything else, having to lie still whilst a guy dumped on
his face, and the intimacy of it.  And the variety too: Charlie's solid
turds felt and smelled very different from Toby's hefty loads or Olly's
huge, stinking piles.  Just that thought got him hard, and he opened his
laptop and went onto his favourite video site.  There he found a new video
from Alfie, titled 'anon chav lad feeds me.'  He opened up the description:

'str8 19yo chav lad agreed to feed me for money – just turn up, dump and
go; nothing said.  He didn't know I was filming it with a camera hidden
behind the TV.  His shit was so nice.'

His dick twitched and dribbled as he opened the video.  Alfie was lying on
the floor under the rimseat, wearing only his mask.  Footsteps sounded in
the hallway outside, and then the door opened.  The lad was tall and thin
and handsome, and deliciously chavvy in his baseball cap and tracksuit
bottoms.  He glanced down at Alfie, then bent to pick up a wad of tenners
from the low table, giving a good view of his cute face.  He glanced at the
door, as if considering just taking the money and running off, but then he
looked back at Alfie, took a deep breath, and stepped over to the rimseat.
He pulled his tracksuit pants and boxer shorts down to his knees to show
off the most gorgeous pale, peachy bottom, and then he sat down.  As he
shuffled into a comfortable position and rested his elbows on his knees
Alfie opened his mouth wide.

Liam couldn't stop himself from wanking as he watched.  The lad grunted and
strained several times before he pushed a glistening, dark-brown log, the
first big lump of which broke away and made Alfie gag as it dropped right
into his mouth.  He held his mouth wide open as the lad let out the rest of
his turd, and then started chewing the huge mouthful he'd been given.  It
took him a while, and the lad sat over him, looking around the room, and
then down between his legs as he heard Alfie swallow.  Then he grunted and
filled Alfie's mouth again with a big, sinuous turd.  Alfie gagged as he
fought to eat it, with his eyes watering.  His mouth was still half-full of
it when the lad farted on him, and he opened his brown lips wide to take
the mushy load that followed, which piled up above his mouth and slid down
his cheeks.  He retched, swallowed hard, and kept right on eating as the
lad reached for the toilet paper and half-squatted to wipe his arse,
dropping the used paper on Alfie's shitty face.  Then he stood up, pulled
up his pants and left without looking back.  Liam could resist it no
longer: he put the computer to one side and tugged himself off.

Two days later he was round at Alfie's place himself, sitting on the sofa
talking and letting the anticipation build, as the urge to take a dump
built up slowly in his bowels.

'I saw that video, by the way,' he grinned at Alfie.  'The one with that
scally feeding you.'

'Oh, yeah,' said Alfie.  'That was a couple of weeks ago.  Local lad I got
talking to through Craigslist.  He was skint and offering to do things for
money, so...  He was fucking hot!'

'Yeah he looked it.  Big shit he did too.'

'It was.  There was so fucking much of it, and it tasted so good!  Smell
was really nice as well.  He was a real good feeder too.  Like, some of
those lads who do it for money just dump it out straight away and do it all
over my face, like they're getting it over with, but he did it nice and
slow, gave me time to enjoy it.  Anyway, you need to go...?'

'Yeah.  Went out for beers and a curry last night.  Reckon it's gonna be a
big one, and it'll really stink.  Had sick farts all morning.'

'Mm, can you do one now?'

'Er ... nah.  I need to shit too bad!'

'Come on then.  I wanna eat your curry-shit!'

Sitting in the rimseat, watching Alfie's cock starting to dance below him,
Liam grunted with relief as he began to empty his bowels.  He filled
Alfie's mouth straight away with a big, smooth log, and his arsehole stung
as he pinched it off and held the rest of his load in.  Below him Alfie
retched and gagged and chewed, with his dick dancing,

'Ugh!' he gasped.  'Oh that's so fucking rank.  Fucking stinks too.
More...?'

Liam eased himself again, sighing in relief as he let out another
orangey-brown curl.  The smell grew thicker and Alfie started to chew
again, with his eyes watering.

'Come on man,' Liam urged him.  'I can't hold it much longer!'

Alfie sicked into his mouth as he swallowed, but he just about managed to
get it down and open wide once more.  Liam looked down between his legs at
him, with his lips covered in shit and his eyes still watering, and then he
let fly.  His shit was soft and gassy, and try as he might he couldn't hold
back.  He just kept on shitting until he was empty and the last of his shit
left his stinging hole in a big wet fart.  Alfie chewed and swallowed
frantically but he couldn't keep up.  He was sick again, and as it bubbled
up from his crammed mouth Liam's shit piled up on his face and rolled down
his cheeks.  Beaten, he turned his head to the side and spat it out, and
then threw up as Liam finished his shit onto his cheek.  He stood up
quickly, moving his foot out of the way as Alfie puked again.

'Ugh!  Oh!' groaned Alfie.  'Oh God...'

Later, when they'd cleaned up and were relaxing back in the living room
Alfie was very apologetic.  He'd never been properly sick eating before, he
explained, or at least not since the first few times he'd done it, but
Liam's curry-shit had been too much for him.

'Tasted like nothing else, though,' he grinned suddenly.  'Such a buzz.  I
wanna try that again sometime!'


* * * * *


Sometimes after a really heavy session Liam's interest in scat cooled a
bit.  It wasn't so much that he was disgusted at what he'd done – he'd
long ago got over that – but that his appetite was sated and would take
a while to come back.  That didn't happen this time, though, and only a
couple of days later he and Aaron went over to Toby's place whilst his
housemates were away.

'I'm so desperate,' said Aaron plaintively.  'I ain't been for a shit for
two days and more.'

'Yeah, I gotta take a dump too,' said Toby.  'Feels like I've got a brick
up my arse.'

Liam was nearly turtle's-heading too.  He'd been out for a big dinner and a
few drinks the night before, and he'd started to need a shit during classes
that morning.  When the lecturer had stopped for a break he'd gone for a
piss.  A solid, almost chubby, fair-haired lad with a round face and big
round arse had gone into the toilets ahead of him and taken a cubicle, so
he'd gone and sat in the other one and listened to his manly grunts and
farts, and big, resounding plops.  He'd left a coarse, rank smell behind
him that sent Liam back into the class with a semi he'd had pretty much
ever since.  He'd sat in his lecture, eyeballing the lad and replaying the
sound of him having a shit, and fantasising.  He wanted to shit himself;
push out his big bulky dump into his pants and sit in it, and get his arse
all messy.

Half an hour later he and Aaron were kneeling side by side on the floor
with their arses sticking out, clenched up and squirming in desperation,
both with hard-ons tenting out their pants.  Toby had challenged them to
see who could hold it in the longest, and now he came round in front of
them, half-squatted and farted into their upturned faces.  Liam's dick
twitched as he inhaled the pungent, smoky gas.  Then Aaron's face froze and
his eyes widened.

'Oh!' he gasped.  'I'm gonna shit ... can't stop it ... oh!'

Toby scuttled around behind them and Liam knelt up and leaned back to watch
as Aaron gave in, arched his back and grunted, and gave a great grunt.  He
let out a big, crackling log that pushed his pants out into a tent, then
with another grunt his arse forced out a surge of slightly softer shit that
bulged out all around it, submerging it into a big, lumpy mound that
swelled up more and more.  It crackled and hissed and he farted into it,
and the smell rolled out around the room, stronger than it usually was from
him; all thick and harsh and nasty.

'Oh fuckin' hell,' he grunted.  'That's so big.  Fuck it stinks.'

Liam's bowels lurched just then, and as he clenched up desperately he could
feel shit between his cheeks, all sticky and hot.  '

'Oh!' he yelped.  'I'm gonna shit too!'

He knelt forward again and abandoned himself to it, and sighed loudly with
relief as his bowels emptied.  His shit was huge, and the sensation as it
packed his crack and filled his pants and spread across his bottom and down
between his legs had him gasping aloud.  The smell rolled out from him, and
hot lumpy shit began to tickle the back of his balls and made his dick
bounce.  As he finished his dump Aaron knelt beside him and pushed out the
last of his too, until they were both done and they stood up, with great
lumpy bulges in the back of their pants and raging hard-ons tenting out the
front.  Liam took a big sniff from the bottle of poppers Toby proffered,
wiggled his bottom a bit to feel the lumpy mass pushing about on his skin,
and gave a little yelp as it rubbed his balls.  His head rushed and his
dick was harder than ever.

'I wanna sit in it,' he breathed.

'Yeah!  Come on...'

Toby led them through to the bathroom, where the toilet seat was already
down.  Liam started at it wide-eyed for a space, psyching himself up.
Then, as the others watched and stroked their hard-ons, he turned around
and sat down in his pile.  It squashed all across his bottom and up around
his balls, and he gasped and yelped and wriggled, with his dick going crazy
and a sticky patch of pre-cum spreading across the front of his pants.
Aaron watched, wriggling and wanking and breathing hard, and Liam beckoned
him over and got him to bend over in front of him so he could get his face
in close, feel the hotness of his shit through his pants and inhale the
stink like poppers.

'I wanna sit too,' he breathed.

Liam stood up, leaving a big brown smear across the toilet seat.  The back
of his pants was a sticky brown mess and the sensation around his balls had
him edging again.  He stood to one side and wanked as Aaron turned around
and lowered himself down.

'Fuckin' hell!' he gasped as he sat in his turds.  'Oh it feels so fuckin'
good!'

He began to rock back and forth and wriggle from side to side, moaning and
whimpering, on the verge of cumming.  As he did so Toby bent over in front
of him and farted in his face.

'Oh!  Oh ... oh I want it in me face,' he moaned.  'Want me face in yer
shit.'

'Yeah!  I'll do it in Liam's hands, and he can hold it for you.'

Liam had fumbled his hard-on out of his pants by now.  It bounced and
dribbled on the floor as he stood in front of Aaron, who was still sitting
in his shit, whimpering and wanking.  Toby came around in front of him and
half-squatted over his cupped hands.  He grunted sexily as he began to
push.  A couple of hard little nuggets fell from him, and then with another
grunt and a strain he curled out a big, thick log that made Liam whimper as
it touched down and began to curl around in his palms, all sticky and lumpy
and heavy.  Liam's dick bounced even harder as Toby's fierce, smoky smell
reached him.  Again and again Toby grunted and pushed out his sturdy lumps,
until Liam's hands were covered in his big, dark pile.

'I'm done,' he breathed as he stood up and stepped away.

He stood close by and wanked as Liam held his pile in front of Aaron, who
took a big hit of poppers from the little bottle and then held his face in
close.

'Can you feel it?' whispered Liam.  'Go on, get your face right in close.
Yeah, like that.  Now sniff it. Go on ... yeah, like that.  Stinks, doesn't
it?'

Aaron was edging and moaning.  He looked at Liam and Toby with his eyes
wide, then back to Toby's shit.  He stared at it in awe for a second or
two.  Then he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and lowered his face into
it.  He groaned deep in his throat, turned slowly from side to side, then
suddenly jerked back, gagging, with his nose and cheeks smeared in shit.
As he retched and moaned Toby reached and and grabbed Liam's cock, gave it
a couple of tugs, and tipped him over the edge.  They came together, Aaron
all over the floor and Liam and Toby all over his shitty face.



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