Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2022 09:48:24 +0000
From: Billie353535 Vegita <shutup_nz@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Brother Stinks Part 8 (Urination/scat??)

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"Hey bro, I'm home!"

"Hey, turd sniffer. Where've you been? "

It seemed my older brother was home alone, just chilling on my bed.
Sometimes he uses my bed when no one else is around, he reckons that way,
if we make any mess, at least it is on my bed instead of his.

"I went to Toby's after school," I explained. "We hung out for a bit, and
we talked. We're also, um, you know."

"A couple of little homos? See, I told you that you were gay. "

"Yeah, I guess you were right after all. Thanks for helping me figure
that out. We're even better friends now. "

"What about Justin? He said you guys caught up at lunch today. How did
that go? "

"Fine, I guess. He made me drink his piss, then I sucked him off. He made
me sniff his foul hole too. I just wish he wasn't so hairy and so mean to
me sometimes. "

"Sounds like you've got a little thing going on with both of them now. Do
you still want some of this? " He asked, flipping back and holding his
knees against his ears.

"You know, I do. You're the one who got me into all of this. "

I happily crouched down and rested my face against his upturned
boxer-covered butt. Even in his boxers, I could make out the grove of his
ass crack, my face honing in on where his stink was strongest, as I
figured that was likely where his hole would be. He casually wrapped his
arms around me in a sort of perverted hug, holding my head against his
ass. I could tell he was clenching, wanting to fart while he held me
there. Only a single layer of his boxers protected me from a direct ass
blasting.

Pffffffft!

It wasn't much, but it was certainly appreciated. It's silly how much
comfort my brother's asshole gives me these days. While I hadn't had the
chance to do anything with Tobys today, and I didn't really like doing it
for Justin, I still looked forward to sniffing my brother's disgusting
farts. As bad as they sometimes smelled, it was just something familiar,
something to come home to. I just wish other boys were as open to it as
he and I are. It's weird how so many boys my brother's age are so
secretive about their stink. I see them shake their dicks at people as a
joke, or get changed in the nude at the swimming pools, and that seems
all fine and normal to them. There is just something about puberty that
makes them want to hide their butts. They plaster themselves in deodorant
and hide their asses from everyone as if they're all clean or something,
that zone of their bodies becoming so completely unmentionable. I don't
know why boys are like this, but at least I had my brother's one, and he
didn't hide his from me at all. In fact, some days, it felt like I lived
inside it.

"I can feel a bigger one brewing." He explained as he loosened his arms.
"Make sure your nose is tight against my hole this time. If you breath in
hard enough when I let rip, it should mean only you have to smell it. "

He didn't have to ask twice. I adjusted slightly, making sure I was in
the right place. When my nose sank in a little more to the dimple between
his legs, I could tell I was in the right spot now. The odour from his
asshole rose up so much stronger, not only from his humid cavern inside
but also from the aftermath of his last fart. It wasn't just his arms
that were wrapped around my head; it was the foul smell of his crack and
crotch wafting up into my airways. I could smell everything down there.
Not just his ass, but his ball sweat and his cock cheese all wafted
around my head like a cloud.

"Jeez man..." I mumbled as I waited, "When did you last have a shower? I
can smell both your ass stank and crotch funk from down here. "

"Why would I shower when you like sniffing me so much?" he replied,
tightening my face against his unwashed crevasses.

"I want to sniff your hole, not your sweaty ballsack." I mumbled into his
underwear.

"Guess you'll just have to get used to that too, huh?"

My face slid to the side slightly, my face sinking even further right
into his trench. Heat poured from his hot steaming anus, just waiting for
my nostrils. My brother noticed I was deeper too, moving his grip once
more, ensuring my nose was firmly parked right against his sphincter.
There was no escape from it now; it was just a matter of time. Even from
inside his boxers, I could feel him flexing his hole open and closed as
he worked his foul gas towards his exit.

"Take a big breath, little bro. Here it comes... "

BBRRRBBRBRBBR!!!

"Oh fuck..." I winched, trying to tug away.

"Where do you think you're going? Just sniff it." he replied, holding me
flush against the source of the smell.

"I'm trying, I'm trying. " I said, struggling for fresh air. "It's just
so wet and gross, man. I think you need to have a shit too. "

"Oh yeah? Then how's this one? "

"No wait, stop! I-"

RRRRRBBBBBBBBBT!!!

"Sniff it, bro! Sniff it hard! "

SNIFFF, I choked and then spluttered, my lungs protesting about the
putrid air I had just provided them. This time it was so bad I managed to
break away from his arms, coughing, trying to rid my airways of his awful
stench. "Guh... I wasn't ready for that. Your shitfarts are so much worse
than your normal ones. I just can't handle those ones as well. "

"You can really tell I need to take a dump from just my farts, huh?"

"Yeah... they're different. They stink a lot more, and they are hotter
and just... ugh. You've definitely got something up in there. "

"Well, we gotta get you used to them, man. You should be able to manage
whatever my hole can dish out. What if you were sniffing Toby's or
Justin's asshole and you did that to them? What if it were someone else's
you were trying for the first time? They wouldn't be too happy if you
suddenly stopped and started coughing on them. "

"I know, but but what should I do?"

"But what should I do?"

"Hrm. I think I have an idea. Are you hungry? "

Moments later, we were in the garage, with me once again going along with
one of his schemes. As usual, this required me to remove all my clothes
again, though I didn't care about getting naked in front of my brother
any more. Next, I got down and lay across on the ground as he instructed,
the hard floor none too comfortable against my back.

"Why aren't you hard this time?" He asked, gesturing down at my
shrivelled, limp cock. "Usually doing this stuff gets you off."

"Probably because of the freezing cold concrete you got me laying on! Why
aren't we doing this in the bathroom like we usually do? "

"I'll explain in a sec. Here, stick this in your mouth," he said, passing
me over one of those small orange plastic funnels.

"What's this thing for?"

Well, first I gotta take a leak, and I want to try doing it while
standing up. I'll aim into the funnel so we can both watch me piss on
you. It will be cool to watch you be my actual toilet this time. The
funnel, and doing it in here just makes sure you still drink most of it
and there won't be much to tidy up. "

"But, how does that help me with sniffing your hole? " I groaned.

"We'll do something about that in a minute. Quick, get ready."

My belly was still swirling full of his and Justin's piss from during the
day, but I figured to get it over with. It was just going to be another
bladder load of teenage piss for me to digest. I shoved the funnel into
my mouth and watched above me as my brother shucked his boxers off, his
lower half coming into view. All the times I had drank his pee, or anyone
else's, they'd shoved their dick straight in my mouth, so I couldn't
really see it. This time I would actually see it happen. My brother's
cock wasn't big and hairy and menacing like Justin's was, but I still
knew my place. My brother's cock waved back and forth slightly just feet
above me, and I knew I was expected to drink from it. He took hold of
himself and took aim.

"You ready?" My brother asked.

I nodded in reply, the funnel readily inserted between my lips. My heart
raced as he stood over me, staring down at me. I lay and waited, looking
from his cock to the corner edge of the funnel. This time, when he
started, I would be able to actually watch his pee stream coming from the
end of his cock and taste it as I swallowed. With the funnel, it ensured
there would be less mess and I would have more to drink. This time, I'd
truly be his toilet.

His stream finally started. The first rope splashed my shoulder, but he
quickly adjusted, aiming his torrent straight into the funnel. The force
of his piss was stronger this way, with gravity now on his side. I
quickly and feverously gulped down his piss, ready for more. It felt so
different doing it this way, I really felt beneath my brother in more
ways than one. I could see so much more of the action, from his yellow
stream gushing out of the tip of his penis, following the trail of it all
the way to my face, where I knew it was swirling down into my mouth, down
my throat, and into my stomach. My brother was so clever, and I was so
proud to be his receptacle. I was honoured.

All too soon, his flow stopped, the last few drops dribbling down across
my chest. Again, my brother must have seen this coming, and was the whole
reason I was naked and in the garage this time around.

"You can take the funnel out now." He said, "How was it?"

"Good. " I smiled. "Tasted like your piss usually does."

"Cool. Now it is time for you to eat my shit. I just gotta go grab
something. "

My brother quickly rushed back into the house, only to return with my
special toilet seat. "Now for the second course," I thought to myself as
he got everything ready. He placed some bricks either side of my face,
placing the seat over top of it, then stood over me again.

"We're going to do something a little different this time." He explained.
"This time I'm going to push my shit out just a tiny bit, and then leave
it there. I'll sit over your face, but I just want you to sniff it. Sniff
it hard. I want you to sniff my ripe shit so that you can get used to my
shittier farts. "

"You want me to... smell your shit?"

"Yes. I will just push it out so it's outside. Like a turtle. Then I want
you to huff my stink till I say stop. Got it? "

"Yeah... I guess."

He turned around and sat himself in the seat, his already distended anus
only inches from my face. I wondered briefly how many other little
brothers did this for their siblings. Did their brothers sit their bums
down on top of them like this? I could hear him straining and grunting
above, as he pushed his crap towards me. Eventually, his hole blossomed
open, and the dark mass of his shit slithered out from deep inside him.

True to his word, he only allowed the first bit to emerge, leaving his
tasty morsel hovering just out of my reach. The stench of his shit was
almost unbearable as it hung there, suspended by nothing but his wet
sticky ring; his reeking poo was just inches away from my nose. Usually,
when I ate his shit, I could gulp it down quickly to remove the smell,
but this time I had to leave it there and sniff it as it hung there,
saturating the air.

"Now. Sniff my shit little bro. I wanna hear you breath it in. I wanna
hear you really snort it. "

I took a deep breath, my lungs already shaking from what was about to
come. SNIFFFFFFFFFFFF "OH FUCK ugh!...man it smells so bad. "

"Sniff it again!"

Okay, SNIFFFFFFFF... ack... dude.... it's reeks man, please. "

"Of course it does. It's shit. But you have to keep sniffing it!" My
brother told me, lowering his asshole even closer to my nose. "Smell my
shit, turdsniffer."

Sniffff-"nnngh... can't I just eat it already?"

"No. You need to get used to it. Come on, you can do it."

SNIIIIIIIIIFF I felt like I sounded like someone desperate for air, but
every time I sucked in, all I got was his putrid shit air. My passageways
became flooded with his butt stench, his cracked and stinking brown poo
like it was tormenting me. The back of my throat burned, and it felt like
my lungs were crumpling.

"Now, bite it off, but hold it in your mouth. Don't eat it yet. "

I bit a chunk of his turd off, my eyes drawn to the fact that there was
now a mouth-sized piece missing, which I now held between my teeth.
Instead of chowing it down, this time I had to savour it, my brother's
teenage waste bobbing around in my mouth.

"How does it taste?" My brother asked above me.

"Like shit..." I mumbled.

"Yeah? How's this then? "

I watched, his turd still in my mouth, as he removed my toilet seat and
carefully knelt down, his ass over my head. Like some sort of artist, he
managed to shit out another short 2 incher, this time laying it right
across my upper lip. He must have been satisfied after that, as I watched
him stand back up and pull his boxers back up, once more standing over
me.

"Whaff haffens 'ow?" I muttered, being careful not to eat or move any of
my brothers' deposits. My taste buds and sense of smell were surrounded
by his reek. My eyes stung from the toxic air I felt like I was covered
in, and I could swear I could literally see steam coming off of his turd,
which rested on the bridge under my nose. I saw him reach around and
scratch himself through his boxers. His ass pit was probably still
slippery and sticky from the dump he'd just taken on my face.

"Now you can lie there and get used to it. Mom and dad should be home in
about an hour. When you hear them, you can get up and go have a wash,
then we can do some homework. I'm pretty sure my hole will be nice and
crispy for you to clean up by then.

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