This is my first submission. It is a raunch story for gay men involving scat . The writing is all my own invention. I hope Nifty can include it. I've never submitted it anywhere and it has never been published either. I envision it a part of a longer story (still to be written).
A few years ago I had to drive from Cincinnati OH to Louisville KY. At the time I was probably 45 and weighed in at 230. I was (and still am) 5' 10". It was a hot July morning. I decided to take the scenic route and drove down on the Indiana side. The road ran parallel to the Ohio River pretty much all the way. It was a two lane country road which took me up and down the gently rolling hills of southern Indiana.
About an hour out of Cincinnati was a sign reading 'rest area one mile'. I traveled a lot and always checked out any roadside toilets I ran across (Everybody should have a hobby), I pulled off onto a drive that could hold a big rig and maybe a couple more cars. I parked close to the shitter which was at one end on the bank of a small creek. It was a wooden outhouse with a partition in front of the screen door, just what I expected being located in the middle of nowhere.
Inside was a urinal and crapper separated by a wooden partition with a big ole glory hole. Dried cum encrusted the opening and walls where it had dripped down. The walls had a lot of graffiti scrawled on them along with some of the raunchiest drawings I had ever come across.The shithouse reeked of piss and fresh shit. A raunch pig's wet dream.
I dropped my pants and sat down thinking what a great setting this was to take a good long dump. My butt was full, too. Scratching my nuts I farted once, twice and settled in to read the walls.
I heard the sound of a car pulling in and, just a few seconds later, a loud clap of thunder. The skies opened up and rain was beating down on the outhouse's tin roof. I heard the crunching gravel sound of someone running to get out of the rain. The screen door was thrown back and a fucking cop came barrelling in. In such a small space he couldn't help but stand in front of me.
"Jesus fuckin Christ!', he said. 'What a fuckin cloud burst!'
He was short, bald and looked to be in his early 50's . He was built like a fire plug with a solid looking gut on him. His arms were as hairy as any I had seen and hair tufted out the neck of his short sleeve uniform shirt.
He looked at me and said 'Made it! But, damn, I need to take a wicked shit. I guess I can wait till you're done. Better take a leak while you finish crappng.'
He stepped up to the urinal and pulled out a nice piece of meat. It was short, fat and stuck straight out from his crotch. Best of all it had a luscious hunk of skin covering the end. The profile of his fat belly looked great too. Peering through the glory hole I hoped I wasn't being too obvious. Small town cops scared me.
Piss started spraying out his dick and I noticed he didn't bother to retract his foreskin. I thought to myself, 'Bet he has a fine crop of dick cheese under that skin.'
Then I saw him kind of arch his back as he cut a loud juicy fart, with no apology. He sighed audibly and farted again. The sound of the second one lasted longer and was more muffled. Suddenly he was grabbing at his belt and shoving his pants down to the floor. Piss was going everywhere. He shouted, 'Goddam it! I just shit myself! That fuckin fart had a lump in it! Son of a bitch! '
His head appeared over the partition and he said to me, 'Hey buddy. You got any paper on your side? I gotta clean the shit out of my ass crack before I can pull up my trousers. Don;t want any brown stains showing through the blue'. He smiled and laughed.
I smiled back up at him and said, 'Sure. There's still some on the roller.'
I thought then, 'Holy fuck. I'm going to get to watch this big butch cop clean that fudge out of his butt trench. This may turn out to be the best dump of my life.'
'Thank God for small favors' he said as he waddled around the partition with his uniform pants and soiled boxers still around his ankles. In order to reach the roller he moved in close to me in a half crouch. Our faces were inches apart and my right knee was between his legs almost touching his belly.
As he reached across me to unroll some of the paper he said "If this ain't the craziest situation a man's ever been in. Trapped in a shithouse during a thunder storm , balls naked with a butt crack caked with shit and another man sitting on the throne watching his every move. You ever see a man wipe a mashed up turd from his ass, buddy?' He laughed some more and said.. 'Ain't this a bitch?!'.
end part one