Simon Says Squat, a story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between teenage boys, preteen 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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Simon's Naughty New Fetish

It was a cloudy afternoon, and rain was in the forecast. But that wasn't enough to keep me, or the men who were there to service my needs, away from the alley that day. I was laying flat on my back, watching as a total stranger lowered his hairy rump over my grinning face. He gently brought it to rest against my cheeks, so I took the initiative and spread his buns so I could find his butthole. As soon as the sweaty pucker came into view, a powerful stink rolled into my nose and I felt a horny shudder run through me.

I was stark naked, my hairless little boner on full display to everyone watching and recording with their phones. I diverted my needy gaze to one of the men who was watching and licked my lips, then took a deep whiff of the butthole that was centered over my watering mouth. Even with the overcast sky, the building that housed the gay bar we were gathered behind was casting a shadow over my naked body.

Turning my attention back to the set of ass cheeks that were resting on my face, I parted them with my hands, revealing my feeder's pucker. I formed a nice, tight seal with my lips around the sweaty stink hole and moaned with anticipation as the odor grew stronger in my nose. Letting his buns close around my face, I ran my small hands along the stranger's thighs, then I felt them stiffen and I knew that the moment had arrived. With my lips still locked around the smelly sphincter, I was able to feel it bloom when he pushed. At that moment, a flurry of stink filled heat circulated around my mouth, then a moist crackle carried into my ears.

The heat in my mouth intensified, then the crackle sped up and my tongue greeted the tip of a thick, bulbous loaf that slid into my mouth. It exited the stranger's anus swiftly, filling my mouth instantaneously and making my cheeks bulge. A dark, powerful stink filled the air around my face, making me moan with satisfaction. At the same time, the flavor that was inundating my tastebuds gave me chills of horny pleasure. Unable to control my desires, I used my tongue to smash the delicious poop log so that I could enhance the stink, and the flavor, by smearing it against the roof of my mouth.

I swallowed with a satisfied smile, then I took to his crevice, licking away the hot poop that stuck to his buttcheeks and smashed into his furry mane. I spent a luscious five minutes tonguing his poop chute, then I planted a grateful kiss on his pucker. I watched with a contented smile as he got up and stepped to the side, then the next feeder took his place over my watering mouth.

The first time I rode my bike down the alley behind the gay bar, it was a Saturday morning and I was horny for any action I could get. With my denim cutoffs riding up my deep crevice, I got quite a few looks from an assortment of men. As soon as I made it clear that I was looking for gay sex, it didn't take long for me to lose my shorts behind a dumpster, where I stayed busy at both ends for the rest of the day. Word quickly spread that there was a 12 year old cock hound putting out in the alley, and I found myself flush with cocks and cum well into the evening.

When my curfew rolled around, my stink hole was loose and dripping with cum and ass juice. Hiking my shorts, I promised to come back the next day, then I rode my bike home so I could bask in the afterglow of my sexual adventure. The odor of my well serviced butthole was strong for the rest of the evening, even after I soaked in the tub at my mom's insistence, and I loved it.

As soon as I rode up on my bike on Sunday morning, my shorts came down and my rear end stayed occupied all day long. At the conclusion of my romp, my back door was gaping and there was a rich stink pouring out of it that my mom commented on as soon as I walked through the door. Once again, even a long soak in the tub couldn't eliminate the familiar odor that was pouring out of my rear end, much to my delight.

Since then, I've made it a point to frequent the gay district and put out for as many guys as I can. I love sucking random big dicks while an audience watches. Or even more enticing, letting anonymous cocks slide into my rear end while a long line of strangers wait their turn. Lately, my bottom has been getting busier and busier, and I've been reveling in the increased traffic. The last time I was down there, I was treated almost exclusively to anal sex. >From time to time, a cock that was pulled from my rear end would be eased into my mouth, but those occurrences were few and far between. In fact, I found myself giving more rim jobs than blowjobs, and I thoroughly enjoyed the experience.

So when I rode my bike down the alley on Friday afternoon, it was with the hope that I would enjoy uninterrupted anal intercourse until it was time to check in at home. Much to my delight, my wish came true, and then some. Because while I was on my back, enjoying the various dicks that were taking turns in my horny rear end, I found myself giving several rim jobs.

The first rear end that I feasted on belonged to a high schooler named James, and it was a sweaty, swampy treat that I indulged in from start to finish. When James' ass was first presented to me, my mouth started to water for it and I found myself longing to have it right away. It was emitting a rich stink that was reminiscent of skid marked underwear, and I couldn't get enough of it. When my tongue began lapping away at his unkempt anus, my head started to spin and I experienced a powerful boygasm.

By the time the next butt was lowered over my face, I found myself sniffing deeply as the unmistakable odor of fresh poop wafted into my nose. When I buried my tongue in the stranger's sphincter, the flavor that inundated my mouth was even more powerful than the smell I was enjoying so much. Once again, the flavor and smell of the ass I was indulging in triggered an immediate anal orgasm that I enjoyed while my bottom was filled with a long, thick cock.

The next butt seemed to have its own unique fecal odor and flavor that kept me digging with my tongue for more until it was licked clean and another one was presented to me.

After about an hour, it dawned on me that the rear ends that were being presented for my dining pleasure were getting progressively stinkier, and each one was more delicious than the last. I could feel my 12 year old body exploding with pleasure and desire at the same time while each filthy butthole was lowered over my grinning face for me to sniff and lick.

While I was feasting on a buffet of hot, smelly rear ends, my own stink hole was being treated to continuous intercourse, courtesy of the many talented tops who were visiting the alley. I could feel it getting looser with each and every use and I knew that by the time I was finished in the alley, I was going to stink to high heaven. But I wanted to stink, and I was looking forward to spending the rest of the evening with the dark aroma of my own pooper wafting out of the seat of my undies.

The final rear end to be lowered over my face belonged to Mitchell, a cute 13 year old that goes to my school. When he came into my sights, he was wearing a pair of white underwear and a light blue tee shirt. His lips were wet and puffy, and it was obvious that he'd just finished sucking a dick in the alley. From my vantage point on the ground, he had a nice, plump bubble butt that was filling out his briefs so perfectly while the cute smile on his face gave me chills of horny delight. I felt the cock in my ass throb as it squirted its bounty of hot sperm into my hole, then my legs were held in place and a bigger dick slipped in.

I watched with interest as the top who'd just seeded my hole approached Mitchell and the pair shared a deep kiss. Then the boy knelt down and slipped his mouth over the end of the stud's big dick, sucking it with a lusty smile. While I was watching the action, Mitchell's 13 year old boy butt was pointing in my direction and I found myself longing to feast at his back door, especially when I set my sights on the many dark skidmarks that colored the seat of his briefs.

“How about letting Simon get your hole nice and wet for me, buddy?” the man encouraged him, and Mitchell nodded obediently as he pulled off of the long prick. I watched as the pair shared another tongue filled kiss above me, then they turned their attention my way.

At my request, Mitchell's bubble butt was presented for my feasting pleasure while he was still clad in his underwear. I couldn't peel my eyes away from the dark, fresh looking skidmarks in their seat. Unable to contain my desire, I called out for him to sit on my face with his undies on so I could enjoy his moist poop stains. After my not so modest request, I watched with a naughty grin as my wish came true.

As soon as his round, warm boy butt came to rest over my mouth, I began to sniff the luscious aroma of his skid marked undies while I opened my mouth and breathed in deeply. In no time flat, I found myself taking deep licks with my tongue against the brown stains that colored his otherwise white briefs, too filled with desire to contain myself. The taste was sweet and naughty, and once again I knew that I was enjoying the taste of poop. Eager for more, I finally beckoned him to lose his undies, then I used my hands to part his cheeks so I could see what was in store for me.

His pucker was visibly filthy, caked with the remnants of an extended visit to the toilet. It was clear that he hadn't wiped at all, and I found myself grateful for the opportunity to use my tongue to lick his filthy pucker clean. My head was spinning with unchecked pleasure as the dark, delightful stink overtook the air around my face. As soon as I took my first lick across his stinky poop chute, an immediate boygasm took hold and didn't let go.

As my climax unfurled, I had the naughtiest thoughts running through my mind. I was so lost in the pleasures of my forbidden feast that I began wondering how it would taste if his hole opened up and he pooped in my mouth. Suddenly, I went from wondering about it to envisioning it happening and my climax intensified. As those naughty visions flashed before me, I went from envisioning it to wanting it to happen, more than anything I'd ever wanted before. I was entirely wrapped up in my horny fantasy while I took deep licks of his anus, listening to his boyish moans ring out while I sniffed and dreamed about a mouthful of his butt fudge. In the midst of all of this, my own pooper climaxed over and over around the hot dick that was servicing it.

When my feast was over, Mitchell's tasty rear end was clean of all traces of boy poop and I was in a state of orgasmic bliss. I laid still and watched as Mitchell's lover helped him to his feet, then he slid his middle finger into the teenager's slicked up butthole. Still standing right over my face, the cutie parted his feet and bent over, holding onto the dumpster while his man pumped a hot load into his yearning bubble butt. Much to my delight, Mitchell curled up beside me at the conclusion of his rear end service and we made out until my final cock ride was complete.

When it was time to leave, I got up from the ground licking my lips and found my shorts. While I was getting dressed, I watched as my 13 year old makeout partner bent over for a new top. I wanted to join in the fun, but I had to be home by 5:30, so I got on my bike and rode away. When I got home, my mom noticed that I had a powerful stink rolling off of my entire body and confronted me about it.

“Sweetie, you stink worse than ever,” she noted, fanning my aroma away from her nose while I stood in front of her and nodded in agreement.

“My butthole is nice and smelly tonight,” I bragged as she gave me a look of disapproval. “Also, I ate a whole bunch of buttholes out today.”

“That can make you sick,” she admonished me, but I shook my head no while she went on. “That's where poop comes out, Simon.”

“I know, that's why I like licking them out,” I taunted her with a cheeky smile, and she shook her head. “The butts I ate out today were extra stinky and tasted like poop.”

“Honey that's not nice,” she said in a neutral tone, standing up to take my hand so we could go upstairs and run my bath. “You're a sweet boy Simon, and sweet boys don't lick butts.”

“Yes they do,” I countered as we made our way up the staircase. “Some sweet boys like to do things that are even naughtier than that.”

“I'm pretty sure that licking butts is the naughtiest thing you can do, honey,” she said, and I shook my head no again.

When we got to the bathroom I dropped my shorts, revealing my soiled underwear to her with a naughty expression. So much cum had run from my bottom and into their seat that they turned dark brown. I dropped my undies and hung my rear end out towards the mirror, then I spread my ass cheeks and took stock of my still massively gaping hole. I smiled proudly when I saw how loose it was, then I turned and showed it off to my mom, who gave me a neutral look and sighed.

“No wonder your underwear look so nasty,” she commented. “It looks like you pooped your pants, Simon.”

“Maybe I did,” I said with a naughty smile. “Did it smell like I pooped my pants, too?”

“It smells like you pooped your pants every day, honey,” she told me, and I felt my boy pussy sizzle with pleasure.

When I got out of the tub, I went to my room and got dressed in the clean underwear that she put out for me. I fetched my tablet and sat on my bed, surfing for porn. I smiled to myself and typed in a search using the terms gay, poop, stink and mouth. When the results came back with several gay scat videos, I grinned and began watching until I was called downstairs for dinner.

Later that evening I wandered into the living room with my tablet in hand and sat next to my mom. While she was watching TV, I pressed play on a scat video and turned the volume up for her to hear. When she looked down at my tablet to see what I was watching, her eyes got huge and I grinned up at her.

“See, I told you licking out a butthole wasn't the naughtiest thing for me to do,” I boasted.

“Simon, I hope you won't ever do anything like this,” she admonished me, but I only shrugged.

“Will you be ashamed of me if I do?” I asked, and she kissed the top of my head.

“I'll never be ashamed of you, sweetie,” she assured me. “But I wouldn't like it if you did something like that. It can make you very sick.”

“No it can't,” I argued, then I snuggled into her side. “I didn't get sick when I ate a boy's poop this afternoon.”

“You ate some this afternoon?” she asked, sounding alarmed.

“I licked his butthole, and it had poop all over it because he didn't wipe his butt,” I revealed, then I turned my attention back to the clip. “I liked it, mama, and I wish he would've had more poop on his butt than he did.”

With that, she let go of a troubled sigh and rubbed my back while I continued to watch the clip that was playing on my tablet.

Up Next: Lunch is served Buffet Style chapter two of Simon Says Squat

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