Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2022 20:12:34 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: My brother stinks part 2 (Urination/scat??)

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It has been a few weeks of peace lately. My older brother had been away
camping for some school bonding thing, so it had just been me at home
alone along with my parents. That said, he was back now, and he was going
to be in charge again tonight while my parents took their first
opportunity since he had been gone to go out. They still don't like
leaving me on my own, though my all-responsible brother they had no issue
with.
Our family had spent much of the evening up to this point talking about
my older brother's many adventures with his school friends, how he led
various activities and excelled as per usual. I tried to listen and to
seem like I cared; I really did. But the only thing I could think about
was how soon I would get to sniff his backside again. Every so often, he
would turn to face me, and I could see in his face that he knew what I
was thinking. He just glanced at me, read my thoughts, and smirked before
going back to talking to mom and dad about his many exploits. As much as
I am sure he was looking forward to having his ass over my face again, he
seemed to enjoy prolonging my having to wait even more.

I looked at the clock. My parents would have to leave soon. They were
going out on a dinner date, leaving just my brother and I alone for the
first time in weeks. I had butterflies in my stomach, knowing what we
would most likely be doing. My lungs had since recovered from his daily
lessons against his hole, almost like they were suffering withdrawal from
his emissions. I just hoped I could still handle his stink considering
how long he had been gone. And when the time finally came, I am not sure
if it was dread or apprehension that was strongest, watching my parents
go out of the door.

"So, what have you been up to, buttsniffer? " My brother said the second
they were gone.

"Do you always have to call me that? I have a name, you know. "

"Why? It's what you are, right? "

"I mean, yeah. But what if someone hears you calling me that? Like our
friends? You call me that in front of them as well. "

"Haha, so? Then you might get to sniff theirs too! That's what you want,
right? "

"No...."

"No? You don't fantasise about their assholes? "

"Well..maybe. But I only get to try yours. "

"And you still like sniffing mine, right? I bet you missed it the last
few weeks. "

This was a little game he liked to play. He loved to tease me and get me
to say things out loud that I obviously wasn't totally comfortable
saying. As much as I did like my brothers' ass in my face, I still had
trouble saying the actual words, even just in front of him. It just
wasn't something that seemed normal. It was our nasty little secret, and
I didn't like saying it out loud. I was a hair over 10, and he was 13,
and I knew this wasn't something typically what boys did together.

"You know I do..."

"You do what?" He poked. "What do you like to do?"

I sighed. "I like sniffing your farts. I like sniffing your farts, and I
missed it while you were gone. "

"Yeah, I bet you did. How do you like to smell them? What did you like to
do? "He replied, pulling the words from me.

I pursed my lips. I know he got off at this part too. "I put... my face
against your stinky asshole... and you fart one me. I put my face down
there and I smell them as your push them out. Now, can I sniff it again
already?"

I saw his shorts move on their own. Talking about him in this way always
made him rock hard, and there was no doubt what had just made his clothes
shift. At the same time, a grin grew across his face, and I have to
admit, I started to chub up too. I knew what was coming. I just hoped
that my lungs could still cope.

"Be my guest, little bro," he said as he began pulling his shorts off. We
didn't need words anymore; just his actions told me what was coming next.
With his bare ass now out, he flopped down on the sofa on his back and
pulled his knees all the way to his chest, exposing his naked asshole to
me. There it was again. I had missed that hole. I had grown so accustomed
to seeing his wrinkled orifice every day, and my life had been different
without it.

I also noticed his cock was already hard, thinking about what I was about
to do. It looked a little bigger since I last saw it, his curvy, plump
sack was just inches away. His cheeks were spread a little more obscenely
than I remembered too. What would usually be wrinkled skin around his
hole, today was stretched tight, a yawning cavern waiting for me. I
crouched down on the floor in front of him and brought my face over to
his butt. I was still a few inches away when I got my first hint of it,
wafting towards me. I sniffed it. That was definitely the scent of his
teenage hole that I loved. Don't get me wrong, I was ten and I knew what
a butthole was, and I knew that all this stuff was seen as nasty, but I
couldn't help but crave it. Was it because I had grown up with him doing
them in my face? I don't know, but now I just needed it. That said, I was
a little apprehensive this time. It had been a while since I had smelled
his farts, and I hoped I still liked them.

"Ahh... Your face is back where it belongs." he said, wrapping his arms
around my head, hugging my face deep against his crack.

"Can you go easy on me to start with?" I mumbled from his nether regions.
"I just gotta get used to them again."

I knew there was little chance of that, but it didn't hurt to ask. He
knew that my nose was buried right up against his boyhole, and I
shouldn't have to go into too much detail about what that was like. The
moment I was down there, I could feel him clenching, his hole winking in
and out. My lungs were already protesting at his damp, hot, and ripe
aroma, emanating from between his legs. He wasn't interested in giving me
time to adjust, and I knew it was just a matter of time until he offered
up something far stinkier. I closed my eyes and waited.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRTT?

It was a long one. It was so long and rank that I tried to pull my head
away part way through, feeling I couldn't take the foul odour any longer.
He held me in place. Having his arms around me, I had little choice but
to endure the full blase of his gas as he launched it straight up my
nose. I swear it was one of the longest and loudest he had ever done. It
must have lasted a good ten seconds, sputtering its hot burst of air
against me, the pitch rising at the end, making his fart sound almost
like a question. I managed to pull free from his grip after he was done,
coughing and spluttering from his putrid gas, his laughter ringing in my
ears as I wheezed down on the floor.

"Come on, little bro, you've had worse than that!"

"Yeah, but it's been a while. I said, to go easy!"

"Haha, nah, you just gotta get used to them again. Want some more? "

"You know I do."

I eyed his twitching brown hole. Why did I like this? His farts were so
vile-smelling, but I only ever wanted more. I got up, and volunteered to
shove my nose right back up into his reeking anus. Why did I like
sniffing it so much? His last fart still saturated the air around his
anus as I buried my face in there again.

His chuckles softened as he prepared his next gift for me. This time I
kept my eyes open, looking across his balls dead in his eyes as his face
strained. I was jealous of his cock. At school, we had been learning
about puberty, and he was no doubt going through his. Not so long ago,
people would say my brother and I sounded alike and get our voices mixed
all the time. That was months ago now, and his voice had definitely
changed. It wasn't low or anything; he was still only 13; but it was way
more gravelly or something. His balls were chunkier too, and they hung
lower than they used to. His friends were all getting bigger too, getting
taller and hairier. Some were even getting fuzz on their lips. Not my
brother, though. As much as his dick had grown and sounded different, he
didn't seem to have any more hair on him than I did.

PFFFFFFFFftfttft. He ripped, suddenly breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Aw man, I think you have to use the bathroom. That one was really ripe!
"

"Nah that's what you are for, buttsniffer!"

I tentatively stuck my tongue out, licking his entrance as if thanking it
for its most recent fart. He was still straining as I kissed his orifice,
needing more.

PFFFFT his hole opened up, puffing another gaseous blast into my face.
This time there was some added content, a few flecks of stuff coming out.

"Oh gross, there was poop in that one! I felt bits come flying out! "

"Okay fine, I'll go to the bathroom then. " My brother said, sitting back
down normally on the couch. "Man, I have missed our fun though, little
bro. We gotta get back into you sniffing my asshole every day. "

"Sounds good to me. Just make sure you don't shit on my face or anything.
"

"Actually...I think you just gave me an idea. Follow me! "

"I thought you said you needed to use the bathroom?"

" I do! And you're coming too! " He replied, and I watched his naked butt
running down the hall.

I really couldn't help but follow. I was curious. Was he going to have me
stand there and watch him go or something?

By the time I got there, he had removed the rest of his clothes and was
standing in our empty bath, stark naked. I envied his body. He was
growing up, and I was still stuck in a little kid's body. My brother's
cock was still rock hard too, bobbing at whatever idea he had come up
with now.

"Right, now lie down in the bath in front of me," he said, pointing to
where he was standing.

"Why..." I asked cautiously.

"Trust me, it'll be fun. And you better get naked too this time. "

Like the butt sniffing, I don't know why I do things sometimes. I did as
he ordered, my horny brain 10 steps ahead of my logical one as I stripped
off in front of him. My face blushed red as I took my clothes off in
front of him, not realising how much bigger than me he was until it was
too late. He chuckled when he saw my smaller nude body, but his face
changed back to an encouraging look when he saw that, even though my dick
was much smaller than his, I was just as hard as he was.

"Don't laugh at me. " I frowned, noticing him holding back a chuckle.

"Couldn't help it. And now you can't deny liking this stuff with your
little dicklett being like that. Come on, get in the tub. "

My body was shaking with nerves, but I did it, once more, going along
without question. Our bath was one of those long skinny ones, which
allowed plenty of room for me to sit at one end and stretch out my legs.
As we made room for each other, our skin against the plastic made that
squeaky rubbing sound bath tubs sometimes make. He turned around once I
was fully in, his ass hovering over top of me, and I waited for my next
instruction.

"So," he began. "You don't like being called buttsniffer, right?"

"Riiight?"

"Well, how do you feel about the name "buttbreath instead"?

It took me a moment to get what he meant. Changing from smelling his butt
to eating his...

"What are you... No way!"

"Why not? You basically do it  already, any way. Farts are just a sample
of the real thing. You know you want to, dude. "

"But won't I get sick doing that? That's literally your..."

"What do you think all my farts are made of, silly? You've been doing
that for ages and been perfectly fine. This is just the same, except
you'll be eating it instead of sniffing it. "

I looked up, and his ass was right there, his anus poised above me. Could
I really do such a thing? This was my brother's actual poop that he was
talking about! Could I really eat it? At the same time, he was kind of
right though. I had had my nose up in his ass so much, I had basically
done it already. I'd licked his hole, kissed his hole, done all that for
hours at a time and never got sick. My lips quivered. I wonder what they
would even taste like? What if I liked it? I was scared, but excited at
the same time. My brain wrestled with it, but my little 3-inch boner
certainly had its mind made up.

"Tell you what," my brother continued, "I'll just push it out a little,
then if you want to, you can take a mouthful. Just try it once. If you
don't like it, I promise I won't ask you again. "

He didn't wait for my answer. I watched as his asshole flexed in and out,
and I could hear him grunting above. It must have been a difficult thing
to do something like that with someone watching. He strained for a while,
and while I was expecting to see a brown turd emerge from his hole, but
my senses were suddenly distracted by the dull splashing sound of his
piss towards my feet. He was peeing. Thankfully, with him facing away
from me, I wasn't in direct line of fire, but my lower legs certainly got
plenty soaked with it as he went "number 1" first.

"Okay, little bro... now for the main course... "he announced above me,
concentrating again.

It only took him a few more minutes of his anus pushing in and out before
I saw something making its way out. I was expecting brown, but it was
more yellow than anything, just the head of it emerging out of him. The
smell was different from what I thought too. It was definitely the smell
of poo, but after all of the farts I had inhaled, it was like I was
already prepared for it. It was strong and acrid, like a concentrated
smell of iron, copper, and cinnamon, barely 6 inches from my face. His
shit just hung there, looking like a turtle poking out of his butt.

"If I don't like it, can I stop? " I asked, pushing the words out as I
stared at it.

"Of course, I don't want to make you sick or anything. Just taste it, and
if you don't like it, you can just spit it out. Just be quick, because I
don't know how long I can hold off on the rest. "

Fuck it. I jammed my eyes shut, and I leaned up, taking the stinky
offering into my mouth. I grimaced when I felt it enter my mouth,
expecting an awful taste, but it wasn't all that bad. It was salty, and
metally, and like paste. Tiny little grits and lumps jostled in my mouth
as I munched on my teenage brother's shit. I opened my eyes. As my mouth
smacked and devoured the sticky paste, the handing turd from his ass was
gone, leaving only the dirty remnants slightly smeared against his hole.
The only sounds between my brother and I were the slaps and mouth noises
I made as I chewed and finally swallowed his offering.

"Got any more up there?" I finally asked, my mouth finally empty again.

He did. This time he pushed out a full-sized log, and I greedily took it
from his hole before it dropped. The end stuck out at the end of my mouth
as I ate another one of his shits. What had I become? This was poo! My
penis tingled with delight between my legs as I helped my brother. I
could hear him stroking himself too, moaning above me as I performed his
act for him.

"Fuck yeah, little dude, eat my shit. Fuck, you're a little freak. "

"Nnngh," I managed to push out, my mouth packed full. I quickly ate down
what he had given me, in time for him to push out another two small
shits.

"Make sure you clean my butthole when you're done, little bro. Your
tongue can be my toilet paper. "

His ass reeked, but I couldn't get enough. His hole was flexing in and
out, and it seemed like his bowels were empty. I rimmed his hole until it
was squeaky clean and pink, and kept going as he jerked himself off. I
probed my tongue inside his relaxed sphincter as he moaned out loud.

"Oh fuck, I'm gunna cum... " I heard my brother say.

His hole twitched and contracted against my tongue as he did that thing
which I can't do yet. My own dick was so hard it hurt. My brother held
himself on the sides of the bathtub as I finished cleaning him.


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