Brotherhood of Shit
Part Two
by Brownluster
Genesis
This is a story which includes scat, piss and intergenerational gay sex. Such areas can be deeply offensive to some guys, so if you are one, please do not read any further. My aim in writing such stories is not to cause any harm or offence and those guys out there who do enjoy such stories I know will not be offended.
Beginnings
In this episode of Brotherhood of Shit we explore the beginnings of the Brotherhood, why it was formed and what influences underlay the founding brothers. It is basically a tale of two men: Alex and Jack.
Alex hailed from an island in the Western Highlands of Scotland. Born in 1912 he came from a strict protestant family who would never understand a boy or man being homosexual. So Alex hid his desires as best he could, and conformed to the dictates of his strict and restrictive upbringing. When he was twelve years old, his father fell on hard times. The man was a crofter and these smallholders were experiencing difficult times with hardships caused by the climate. He decided to emigrate to the United States in search of a new beginning. The family first settled in Boston, before moving State to Pennsylvania and the city of Harrisburg. Compared to Uist these cities seemed overwhelming with their many buildings, but they had a certain anonymity that Alex felt safe within. He went to the local school and it was there he met the boy who would become his long term confidant, friend and then lover: Jack.
Jack had a totally different upbringing. Born and raised in Harrisburg, his father was a shopkeeper in the city. Jack's earliest days were spent on the street, playing with friends in the neighbourhood and discovering who and what he was. In one sense he was much like Alex. His family were catholics and, again, would have been horrified at Jack's desire for other boys sexually. His life was regimented around his parent's faith and the threat of eternal damnation for committing sin. So, like Alex, Jack pushed his desires down into a place where no one would see, and conformed as so many gay men did in those times, and indeed, do even now.
So it was that, both aged 12, the two boys met at school. They were attracted to each other immediately. Perhaps it was an inner sense because, back then, they did not tell each other of their mutual desires nor of the mutual attraction they felt for each other. They were just boys who hit it off as friends, who liked doing the same things, who read the same action adventure stories and enjoyed the same movies. They bonded and that bond lasted through into adulthood. They double dated girls and, in time, were best men to each other when they married. They settled in the same suburb of Harrisburg and were socially always in each other's company. Strangely, each man had but one child; a son. Alex's son was called Jamie and Jack's, Richard although he was always known as Dick. Their wives were firm friends so when Alex and Jack took their sons on long hikes or to cabin retreats, the women had their own jaunts and excursions.
One thing more you need to learn before we embark on the two friend's discovery of each other on that fateful cabin weekend in the country. Each man rebelled against their religious upbringing. They rejected their christian pasts and began to embrace a more nature based approach towards belief. There was no god or deity but each man, having loved tales of Native American life and myths, embraced a nearness to nature and an acceptance of their place within this world. This was an exceptional stance to take in such a time when to accept anything but adoration of land and personal possessions, linked to a 'civilisation concept' based on stolid christianity was considered savagery. Now, with the rediscovery of pagan and earth based faiths it is not quite that way but in the 1920s it was exactly the same as acceptance of homosexuality: namely, no acceptance at all. And so it was that Alex and Jack took their sons on a long weekend trip into the country and a cabin park which would change both their lives and that of their sons.
Park
The park was located in an area of woods and hiking trails. There were few log cabins at that time and Alex and Jack chose times of year when they were likely to be alone with their sons in the park. The cabins were rustic, but had the amenities needed with two bedrooms, a sitting area and rudimentary kitchen. One bedroom had a double bed and the other singles so the kids took the singles and Alex and Jack shared the double. Nothing was thought about this arrangement as they both came from families where it would have been normal for brothers to share a bed in overcrowded apartments. Each day the families would trek for miles and take in the works of nature and Alex ( who knew quite a lot about trees ) would instruct the boys on the names and growth of each they came across and old native legends surrounding the plants they saw. The one drawback of the cabins was that, although there was a river to draw water from, unless you liked icy water there was no way to get a hot bath. The four just made do without but this meant the sweat clung to their bodies so that by their return home they stank. The wives learned long ago to be out all day on a return home day so that their men could bathe before their own return. The guys did not really mind the stink. The boys took it as a rebellion against civilised living and the two men strangely were attracted to the unkempt odour.
One night, the boys having been despatched to their beds, the men retired to their own room. Climbing naked into the bed they lay side by side talking about their lives as boys of the age their own now had achieved. Without realising it they edged closer to each other and Alex slipped his arm behind Jack's neck. The hike had been particularly uphill that day and the body stink was more pungent than usual. Jack remarked upon it and said it reminded him of the smell of other boy's bodies after games sessions at school. Without thinking he said he was so attracted to that smell in the changing rooms. The stink of male bodies after exertion. He froze as he realised what he said. However Alex just chuckled. " I felt the same buddy." he said. " Especially your stink. Your smell haunted my dreams as did the look of your naked bod." "Wow Alex, I had no idea all those times I secretly stole a look at your cock, which always seemed as stiff as mine in the changing rooms." Both men laughed, suddenly aware that their man pricks were now as stiff under the covers as they had been as boys. Each man reached a hand to feel, for the first time, their friend's swollen pole. It was not long before they had hefted the covers away and were smelling and sucking each other's dicks. The taste was exotic and the excitement made for plenty of precum oozing from their slits whilst they licked it away. The sweat stink musk added to the mix and they moved on to each other's balls, taking each into their mouths sucking on them like a gob stopper sweet.
This discovery of their mutual homosexual desires increased over the next night. They talked about their mutual attraction to man stink and Alex asked Jack if he could lick his arse hole. Jack readily agreed and Alex set to work as though he had done it all his life. In fact, both had been entranced by the smell of shit from boyhood, but their wives were strictly vanilla and so this was Alex's first taste of an arse which had just used earth toilets for a couple of days without paper wipes. Shit stuck to the hairs of Jack's arse valley which Alex licked clean, savouring the musky taste. His tongue first stroked his friend's hole and then jabbed the hole as though he was fucking him. Jack moaned and indeed grew so loud that Alex had to caution him in case the boys were woken up. If only he had known that, at the very moment, his son and his own friend were watching through a crack in the door, neglectfully not closed shut by the adults. Jack contained his love of what Alex was doing to him. He loved it when Alex licked his own finger and eased it into his buddy's arse hole. He gasped as Alex projected more and more fingers up his stretching hole. Then it was Alex's turn to feel his buddy's tongue and fingers probe his hole. The men were caught up in each other, discovering the need which had laid dormant for so many years. Eventually they could not help themselves; Alex squeezed his ram rod stiff cock into Jack's arse and fucked him wildly till he came deep inside. Rolling over, Jack took Alex in the same way filling his buddy with his love juices. It was only as they lay panting afterwards, that they heard the sound of their bedroom door clicking shut. They looked at each other, suddenly appalled as to what one or both of the boys may have witnessed. Having confessed to each other their desire for each other in full hearing of anyone, they had to agree that a most uncomfortable conversation would have to take place the next day.
Cubs
In fact Jamie and Dick had seen everything. They had heard the first groan and had to see their fathers were okay. What they saw did not shock them at all as they had been having sex together for several years already. They revelled in these trips because they were alone together all night and could experiment with new sexual advances. In fact they had long ago tasted each other's arses and loved the smell and taste, often farting in each other's faces. The trip before this one Dick had been a bit over enthusiastic with one fart, oozing part of a wet turd from his hole which Jamie had promptly taken into his mouth. They kissed sharing the taste of the turd and passed it from mouth to mouth. These two youths ( as they were in their upper teens by now ) were fully into each other as lovers and, although they maintained the outward appearance of dating girls ( often on double dates ) their attention was always for each other only. One time they made a blood pact, pricking their index fingers, squeezing out the blood and mingling it whilst pledging their lust for each other. It is the sort of thing young men did but in their case they were deadly earnest in intent. They often shared fantasies of their fathers being as they were and even of sex with each other's father whilst admitting this would never be. So now, sitting back on one of their beds, they gaped, open mouthed, at what they had seen. Not for long though before they were eagerly sucking and licking in their own recreation of the adult scene. Now they opening shitted in each other's mouths and fucked each other's shit slicked holes. It was a celebration of awakening to what now was possible. even so they knew that an uncomfortable talk loomed the next day.
Awakening
Alex and Jack decided it was less embarrassing if they took each other's sons out on separate hikes that day and explained things to them. So, after a tense and rather quiet breakfast (mainly with the adults), they suggested the two hike idea. The youths lapped up the idea with enthusiasm so each pair set off in different directions, deep into the forest.
Jack suggested to Jamie they stop for a break by a stream which flowed past just off the trail. It was a lovely spot, highly sheltered from the view of anyone on the path: a secret gem Jack had known about for years. They sat in the sunshine having a drink from their flasks and started to talk. When Jack felt they were at ease with one another he broached the subject he feared so much. "Hey, Jamie, so did you sleep well last night?" "Ah Jack, I think you know that Dick and I were being entertained by two studs last night rather than sleeping." He grinned. Jamie was always a direct guy and saw no problem with stating things as they were. "Oh. Hmm, what do you feel about it all?" Jamie actually laughed at that point, observing that it was role reversal with the youth as adult and adult as youth, cringing with anxiety. After leaving a silence just to be an imp, he told Jack that Dick and he had been lovers for years and had often wondered whether their dads could be so too. That night the groan from Jack had alerted them to something going on and they could not help but spy. Jack explained how this had been the first time for the two fathers but that each had hidden their feelings and desires from the other from childhood. He also, haltingly, tried to explain the pressures on guys their age to conform and how that had led to marriage and children. He told Jamie that neither he nor Alex regretted having them, but they now knew they had to follow their true natures even if it meant they split from their wives. The youth was quiet for a few minutes and then, looking into Jack's blue eyes, he said, "You have a horny looking bod Jack. Quite made my cock stiff!" Jack was obviously not used to the son of his best friend's son commenting on his body and for the first time actually looked at the youth from a sexual point of view. He saw Jamie had a slim, firm body, his golden hair, cut short, accenting those areas of his smooth chest showing at the unbuttoned top of his shirt. He took in the youth's bronzed legs down to the scout socks he and Dick always wore on such weekends. And........ his lust was stirred. He could not help it. His latent desires had been stirred the night previous and now his needs saw no boundaries. He bent towards Jamie and pressed his lips to the youth's in a wet kiss. The youth pulled the older man to him and pressed his mouth even tighter against his, allowing his tongue to pierce Jack's mouth. Jack was somewhat taken aback that this youth was actually taking the lead but he relaxed into the situation. Jamie unbuttoned his own shirt in an arousing display of what was on offer and Jack reciprocated in unbuttoning and discarding his own. His chest was a hairy 'manly' chest as opposed to Jamie's completely smooth chest ( much like his father's ). Soon they were naked excepting the socks which Jamie refused to remove. Jack wore the long brown socks from his scoutmaster days and so the pair tumbled in the grass, their cocks and balls pressing against each other. Then Jamie asked Jack to go on all fours like a dog. He prized open Jack's arse cheeks and rimmed him with relish, seeking his secret desire, a bit of shit. When he found Jack largely clean from his nights romp with Alex, he probed Jack's shithole with his wetted finger. Here was the brown gold because Jack had had no time for a shit that morning. Jamie brought out the brown coated finger and signalling the older man to watch, he seductively licked the shit from it. Jack was so turned on. His own love of shit was reflected in both his best friend and his best friend's son although neither knew it of the other. "Lie down Jamie." he commanded. The youth lay on the sun soaked grass and Jack squatted above his head. Soon a long smooth and sticky turd eased from the older man's arse. It slowly descended till a full eight inches protruded and Jamie was able to touch the end with his tongue before the connection with Jack snapped and the turd fell into his gaping mouth. Jamie savoured that first of Jack's turds as though receiving communion. It was his first man turd and its taste and texture was everything he ever wished it to be. Now Jamie commanded Jack to lie flat. Poising his arse over the man he told Jack to rim him. Jack opened Jamie's valley and saw the youth was already dirty from non wiping that day. He eagerly licked at the boy shit and sensed the difference to that of his own which he had regularly tasted over the years to sate his own personal desires. Jamie's turds, when they came, were smoother and creamier than Jack's more granular and hard, lumpy turds. The feeling in his mouth was like thick creamy sludge. He lapped up the youth's turds with a desperate action, fearing the end of this 'meal of the gods'. In fact, the idea entered Jack's mind at the very moment, that shit eating was just like a gift from the nature spirits he had come to appreciate since quitting christianity. He saw a path, suddenly opening before him, to a place where such sex was not seen as dirty or sordid, but as precious and fulfilling. That one moment in time stood all the moral upbringing Jack had endured on its head and a new morality became manifest within him.
Of course all this spiritual awakening did not stop his lustful enjoyment of the young man. The shitting provided a smear of brown on each other's bodies and a powerful lube on each, now swollen cock. Jack raised the youth's now brown smeared legs to his shoulders and entered him wholly, easing his larger cock into the youth while Jamie moaned with pleasure. Only the second time Jack had fucked another male, this act of penetration, made easier by the shit lube, was different from his impaling of Alex, but in many ways even more exciting and overwhelming. Perhaps it was the taboo of taking another man's son, he did not know nor care. Still, he pumped away at the youth until he came within Jamie in torrents of cum, filling the youth as Jamie almost screamed with ecstasy. falling back on the grass, Jack was surprised by Jamie immediately pushing him on his front and entering his arse from behind. The youth's cock was not as broad as the man's but it was long for a guy of his age. It penetrated deep into Jack's arse and soon filled him with what seemed like gallons of youthful cum. When finished, both guys lay panting on their backs. Each had discovered the delights of shit sex with a different guy and the excitement of intergenerational sex. Jack also had an embryo of an idea which, one day, would develop into a brotherhood where shit pigs would be freed of indoctrinated morality. But more of that later .......
Dick by name, Dick by .......
Alex and Dick had headed off in the opposite direction and, again, Alex found a secluded spot to talk. Alex was, if anything even more astounded by Dick's revelation of knowing about everything. He was astounded that these two youths had been sharing sex for years without the knowledge of any of their parents. Perhaps Alex had been so bound up by his own need for secrecy, that he could not envisage younger men actually getting more gay sex than himself. Still, he recovered well from the shock. Dick was more forthright than Jamie and had openly talked of his hots for Jamie's dad. Jamie had just taken it on board as just another youthful fantasy never to come true but Dick had planned to seduce Alex for some time now. Here, in this hollow in the trees, he put his well laid plans into action. First stroking his fingers over Alex's bare legs and then firmly over his bulging cock through the shorts. It took no time at all to unzip the shorts and drag them down from a helpless Alex, ripping off his underpants at the same time. The rest of the story of transition from dressed normality to naked readiness for sex was a foregone conclusion. The youth seduced his adult fantasy with tongue and hand. His cock ( the size of which would make many a man swoon in anticipation in the future ) nuzzled Alex's arse crack, making it more and more wet with every pass. His impalement of the man's shithole made Alex screech so loud it sent a flock of roosting birds shrilling into the sky. Not satisfied, Dick withdrew and, like his friend, greased his pole with his own shit and the second entry pushed even a whole turd into the hole with the piston of Dick's cock shunting it deep within Alex's arse. The piston movements repeated time and again till shit and precum goo slopped in and out making Alex's arse and Dick's pubic area and balls slick with brown man juice. However Dick did not cum in Alex. Oh No, he had other ideas. Alex felt a gush of heat enter his innards as Dick pissed into his sex partner emptying his bladder within the man. Only when he had finished did he then start the piston action again culminating in a spurt of raw cum.
As they lay afterwards, their now filth ridden bodies flexing, Dick confessed his fantasy now made fact. He said his love was always going to be for Jamie, but that did not mean that he would not have shit sex with other men including Alex. Alex did not know what to think. His life had changed within twenty four hours, projecting him from solo desire without fulfilment to an orgy of the possible. He, like Jack, reflected on how right it all felt, especially with nature all around enfolding the lovers within its arms. Perhaps this was meant to be. Perhaps it was the start of something greater. He determined to discuss it fully with Jack and to confess to his having sex with Jack's only son. That made him pause. How would Jack take the news? Would it break their love let alone their friendship of such a long time? Nevertheless, it had to be done.
Genesis of Brotherhood
In order to understand what happened next we need to examine the way both men rejected their christian upbringing. For Alex, the need to base all life and morals on the written word of the Bible and the hell and damnation sermons of his pastors, had become intolerable by his coming of age. How could words written thousands of years before have meaning in the 20th Century when they were meant for long dead tribes based on totally different cultures? The pastors made the mistake of making him study the history and Alex was no fool. He saw the contradictions and the false eternal stances and with this he drifted away from his faith. Then a minister was caught having sex with a woman other than his wife and the whole moral credulity of the office was destroyed in Alex's eyes. How dare this man preach hell and damnation when he himself was doing otherwise?
Jack's roman catholic background had the same threat of hell although in many cases it was delivered by the weapon of guilt. However its downfall was in a way so much in the news now. Jack was a altar boy and one sunday the priest asked him to stay after evening mass to help him with things in the priest's room in the presbytery. What actually happened was the rape of the boy, then only eleven years old, by a man unable to control his need to plant seed. The trauma lasted many years with Jack and it was only in the distant love of Alex that he found himself able to accept that he too wanted sex with another man. The act had been a crime but Jack could never tell anyone. The priest rose in rank to Cardinal and the boy would never have been believed. So, catholicism lost another adherent to a man's selfish lust and Jack turned more and more to an older and more pragmatic faith; one based on the plants, animals and elements all around us. By eighteen he would now have been called a pagan and at last could refuse his parent's demands that he attend church each week.
So both men had found a new faith in the natural world; a place where they felt more in tune with things and where mainstream morality had no place any longer. Both were open to new things to believe in and now they were enjoying guiltless adoration of another man's arse hole and the manna that came from that orifice. It was in this atmosphere that the two men sat alone with beers that evening round a camp fire by the cabin whilst their sons busied themselves in sexual games in their own room, swapping tales of that day.
Alex opened up first about having sex with Dick. Was he surprised at the lack of angry response and the only slight droop of his friend's head? Not for long. For then Jack admitted the same experience and the essential addition of shit as a game changer. The two pondered awhile, prodding sticks into the fire. Then Jack looked up and asked the question he had been thinking about ever since his revelation that morning.
" Do you think that we worship turds when we have shit sex or is the act of shit sex a ritual in praise of something?" Alex met his gaze. " I think that the Great Spirit is everything and so there is no dirty or clean; just stuff enlivened by spirit. That is why the Greeks had temple orgies as part of their ritual faith and celtic warriors preferred sex with men in preference to women. So perhaps shit is essential to our reverence of nature in all its glory." These were deep matters but, in essence, they were saying that shit in sex was sacred and right, a way for gay pigs to worship everything that made them who and what they were. Shitsex was a divine act and sanctified the sex between men. It was not thus for every man. In fact for very few, as the actual desire for sex with turd was limited. However for that few, it was more than just a physical act. It held meaning. They also talked about having sex with their youthful sons. Both agreed that a youth ought be legally able to make an informed decision to have sex with an adult to make it right. To be anything else would just lead to the trauma and rape that Jack had experienced in boyhood. However a difference in age should not preclude such a union. They did agree, for the present, not to have sex with their own sons but even this concept has changed in the intervening years as relationships began to break down mainstream religious concepts of marriage and family. Still, on that day, it was still a red line to these guys.
Over the weeks as they met alone over beer nights in the truck they invariably used to meet and have sex now, they talked over a new Brotherhood of Shit. This would be wholly for the glorification and ritual of sex with shit between men. This was how the genesis of a new brotherhood union took shape and now we have this Brotherhood fully fledged and filth loving.
Part 3 Initiation coming soon .......
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