Sleepover Diversion, Part 1 (M/b, urination, scat, oral, anal) Copyright 2006, Tracy Smith, and everything that goes with that.
This is all fantasy, of course - but what a wonderfully PERVERTED fantasy!! ================================ Dreaming a warm, comfortable dream, I rolled over in bed, and my face bumped up against something warm, soft, and slightly musky yet bleachy smelling, with a whiff of shit. I struggled to open my eyes, but all I could see was a fuzzy pink blur, which soon resolved itself into two hemispheres of pale pink flesh, bisected by a deep furrow, dark and hinting of brown. Wondering why I was face to, er ass, I reached out to feel this warm, cozy invader of my bed.
My hand ran all over the ass no more than 4 inches from my face. It was incredibly smooth all over, and as I tentatively separated the sticky ass cheeks, revealing a deeply pink anus streaked with greasy brown in the center of that furrow, I couldn't see any hair there either. A strong fragrant waft of musk and fresh shit emanated from the tiny pink hole, and my cock quickly grew hard at the enticing fragrance.
The owner of the anus grunted, and wiggled it closer to my face, as though it desired my face in contact. I brought my face to that strangely familiar scent and lapped at the gently yielding opening of the anus. My tongue penetrated deeply inside, and a creamy brown ooze smelling of semen and crap dripped onto my questing tongue, followed by several hot, juicy farts, smelling strongly of a ripe shit stink. I inhaled as much of his perfume as I could, my dick hard at the smell, my stomach rumbling at the prospect of something more to eat.. The taste of male cum and boy shit, I soon realized, was both intoxicating and exciting.
The warmth and fragrance of this increasingly familiar rear end entranced me, and while I ate out this luscious ass hole, my tongue and face becoming streaked with his brown, I reached over the shapely hips to feel the front of this mystery visitor, and I quickly found my fingers grasping a warm, stiffening cylinder of flesh about 5 inches long. To the right of the cylinder (by my touch), was a warm sack of wrinkled hairless flesh, with two tight and hard golf ball sized orbs inside.
As I stroked this "mystery meat," the owner of this delicious body, apparently a boy of indeterminate age, wiggled his hips in pleasure, and mumbled something, the sound coming from down around my crotch. "What?" I grunted back.
"I said, `I'd like to fuck again, David,'" the voice of the boy replied in a high pitch. Apparently a very young boy! "After I poop, I'll be ready to go again, and I'd love to be fucked by you again," he reiterated. With that, he turned around so that his hairless cock was pointed directly toward my mouth, but before I could take it inside my warm, wet and willing mouth, he raised himself and lay back down, so that his face was next to mine.
I found myself staring into the beautiful face of my son Peyton's 12 year old best friend Evan. Anyone seeing him for the first time, would be taken by his sky-blue eyes, set in his pale white face, infused by a pinkish glow that many children of British descent seem to have naturally, and contrasted against his coal black glossy hair which usually hung over those delicious eyes, forcing him to constantly move it away so that he could see and be seen.
His slightly crooked white teeth, gleaming with health and vitality, were still showing the effects of his adult set growing in, though he would probably need to wear braces for some short time to set them together more smoothly. His full red lips widened in a boyish grin as he saw that I was awake again.
"I'll just go to the toilet-" he began, rising to his knees.
"Fuck that," I said gruffly. "You can do it right here." He got a comically amazed expression on his face.
"That's only for toilets," he protested, but he now had an intrigued look on his face. "Anyway, how could I do it?" I knew I had him then.
"I'll be your toilet, honey," I said. He got a big smile on his face, then his brow furrowed in puzzlement. "But poop and pee are supposed to be bad...." he said, slowly.
"Yes, indeed. I wouldn't recommend touching poop or pee from someone you don't know is healthy," I said. "But you're healthy, right?" He nodded, pressing his thighs together as he knelt before my recumbent body. It was apparent he really had to go. To accentuate the need, he inadvertently let out a loud fart, and then giggled.
"So, it's okay then," I confirmed. He seemed to accept that readily.
"So, uh, I just, do it here?" he asked, looking around dubiously. I shook my head.
"No, you do it here," I replied, pointing at my mouth. His own mouth gaped open in surprise.
"Really?" he squeaked.
"Really," I said, grinning. Then I lay back and looked up at him. "You really have to go now, right?" looking at his small hand fiercely grasping his cock, as though to squeeze off his piss from shooting everywhere. He nodded vigorously, as our talking about poop and pee had, naturally, made him have to go even more than before. I gestured to him to squat over me, with his shins on either side and his small dick, quivering with excitement, a few inches above and in front of me, facing me. His small butt rested on my hairy chest, his tiny ball sack brushing against my nipples. "Go ahead, sweetie," I said, letting his cock rest between my lips.
Taking naturally to this new method of going to the bathroom, Evan closed his eyes, squeezed shut, then raised his ass off me a few inches, trying to get back to a position his body was a little more familiar with. I thought that he would be peeing first, then shitting, as most people are that way, and I wanted to collect the hot, golden piss - the poop would take care of itself.
Several louds barks of explosive farts shot hot, fragrant gas onto my chest, then a forceful stream of Evan's pee began to fill my mouth. Salty and sour both, incredibly hot, I savored the feel of his body's liquid heat from him to me, more than I did the taste, loving the sharing of his copious fluids into me, his spray jetting against my gums. I could barely keep up with his pissing, but swallowed manfully, getting most of it, only a small froth dripping down my chin and neck.
More exciting, I felt something hot and semi-soft plopping onto my chest, as Evan's shit made its way through his tiny opening onto my chest, the crap mingling with the hair there. Along with the turds, which were quite large and pleasingly soft, random blasts of Evan's farts. They never failed to make him giggle, as though his farting was the "naughty" part of what we were doing together. Two shit lovers, man and boy, making love with each other. My dick was as hard as steel at my being a receptacle for a young boy's shit and piss, preceded and hopefully followed by, sucking and fucking.
Evan grunted as the last of his piss filled my mouth, followed by the last of his solid load, coming out in small balls, after being preceded by numerous long snakes of shit. Evan reluctantly swung his leg over me, to kneel at my side as I lay on my back, two large piles of shit covering my chest and stomach. The boy's eyes goggled, as he'd never been on the same level as his own shit before, rather looking down on it in the toilet bowl like a good boy should. I wondered if it had ever occurred to him to pick it out of the bowl.
The boy must have been full of at least two days' worth of meals, I don't know how he could have possibly held it in while he was being fucked before! Large clouds of his fragrant waste, perfect for covering ourselves in, soft and mushy, and I began picking up handfuls of the lovely mess, and mock-threatening his face. He leaned back, and deliberately missing his face, I plopped a handful of his creamy turds directly onto his small cock, and began jacking him off through the lubricating crap.
Evan moaned as he felt those familiar electrical sensations shooting through his stiffy, the excitement heightened by the fact that the lubricant we were using was as nasty a cream as could be found, and that it was the hand of his friend's father that was doing it. The shit coated and covered the pink shaft of his little boy cock, a lovely brown column, the plump pink head breaking through the mess. Small turdlets broke loose and fell onto his ball sack and the bed under us.
Evan's excitement grew, as I picked up a second handful, and said, "Open your hands and put them together." He did as he was directed, and gave a small whoop of pleasure as he felt a big pile of his own hot shit, perhaps for the first time. Then I rolled over, my naked ass exposed to him, my face in his foul- smelling lap, and said, "Now put your shit up my ass. Fuck my ass with your shit, baby!" Then my mouth descended onto his shit-caked cock, greedily licking and sucking up his delicious shit.
My lips glided over his creamy cock, the slimy wet crap making the effort easy, the aromas of aroused boy cock and boy shit making my cock pulse with precum, streams of the juicy fluid wetting the mattress under me. Evan's cock too, was primed, his tiny piss slit pulsing too, not yet with pre-cum, but with yellow piss, small amounts still within his penis being forced out by his dick's contractions of pleasure.
Meanwhile, Evan delighted in sliding his slimy fingers up and down my ass furrow, coating me there in his creamy turds, and forcing some of it a few inches into my ass with his finger. It felt nice to be fucked by a boy's steamy shit, his very own finger the instrument filling me. If only we'd had another boy there to force it inside me with his hard dick!
Evan thrust his hard dick deeper into my mouth, the shit on his ball sack covering my cheeks and chin, and some forcing itself up my nose. Finally, Evan's hips thrust upwards spastically as he came, his orgasm causing him to grimace with pleasure. "Ohh, fuck David, I'm cumming in your mouth!!!" he exclaimed, his dick expressing his excitement in the form of a thick stream of cum. I gulped and swallowed his surprising load, the smell and taste of his boy cum like dessert, after the hearty meal of his shit.
I finished licking his cock clean, the bitter taste of his shit reward enough, along with the knowledge that I'd made him cum, and that, at some point, I'd be filling him with my cum, which was more than abundant. Evan dozed for a few minutes, then raised himself up on his elbows, much less covered in shit by this point.
"So, David, can we fuck again, please?" He said teasingly, his warm, small hand snaking around, and gently grasping my full engorged 8 inch cock. "You're so big that I can't get my fingers around your dick," he cooed.
"Mmmm," I murmured as I nuzzled his adorable snub nose, "you got your hot ass around it okay, as I recall." Evan quickly pressed his warm lips against mine, catching me by surprise. I opened my mouth to allow his questing tongue to enter me, and he did so enthusiastically, simultaneously moving his small thin body on top of my bigger adult body. His 100 pounds of smooth boy flesh rested comfortably on my 200 pounds of man, his 5'2" on my 6' frame. He wiggled around on me, his erect dick digging into my stomach as our lips made love.
I brought my hands around to cup the warm cheeks of his ass, separating them to search for the slick, tight hole in between. My index finger quickly found his tight cavern, and easily slid in up to the third knuckle, as he was still very wet and slimy from his shitting on me. His ass began bobbing up and down as the horny boy fucked himself on my finger, his lips tight on mine, his saliva dripping into my mouth, and me eagerly slurping up his mouth liquids.
Evan eagerly stroked my cock, bringing me to a state of maximum excitement almost immediately. He rose up then, and, moving down my body, sucked my hard cock in to his small, full mouth, his tongue eagerly stroking the head, and licking up my drooling pre cum. I begged him to bring his shapely cut cock around for me to suck on, while he ate mine. Evan did, with enthusiasm, and we were soon both savoring the flavor of a dirty, shitty cock in each other's mouth. His 12 year old penis in my mouth, and my bigger 32 year old dick ramming his cute mouth.
While Evan continued sucking on my rod, pleasure shooting through me with each stroke of his tongue across my sensitive cock head, I pulled my mouth off his tasty young penis, and pulled his pink rosebud anus down to my mouth to kiss his sweet young boy ass as deeply as I could, loving the wonderful taste of his filthy, hot butt. My tongue danced around Evan's tight inner butt walls, savoring his sexy, male flavor. I was very disappointed when he lifted his rear end off my mouth, but smiled when he turned around to face me, then lowered his slim ass onto my large cock.
My cock head slid right through Evan's well-moistened anal sphincter, his warm rectum gripping and squeezing my hard penis, milking me from the start of our fucking. "How's that, daddy?" Evan panted, as he felt thrills of pleasure coursing through his young body. "Am I tight enough for your hot cock? I love the feel of you inside me...fucking me...in and out...pumping my hole..."
As he said these things, I could see his eyes glaze over as the pleasure took him over, and soon he was talking obscenely and disjointedly about our fucking.
"Oh god daddy, fuck me hard and deep. Oh, that's it! Oh yes! Oh! Oh! Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. Fuck, fuck. Deep, deep, I want you deep inside me, fucking me, stroke me!!" His hands went to his erect cock, flopping up and down as he fucked himself on me, and he vigorously stroked his beautiful pole while impaled on my lance.
"Uhh, fuck, daddy! Ohh, I want to cum on you, shoot my load all over you, while you shoot your hot load up inside my willing ass. Fuck me daddy! FUCK! OH, FUCK ME HARD, HARDER, HARDER, OH, OH, OH, YEAH! OH, YOU HOT FUCKER, BLAST MY GUTS WHILE I SHOOT ON YOU!! OH! OH! FUCK! FUCK!"
His hand stroking his hot cock was a blur now, and I sensed rather than saw his piss slit widen, as a final load of fresh, young boy cum blasted out of his studly cock, to land on my chest, the first blast landing miraculously on my lower lip, where I quickly lapped it up. My cock shot its load at the same time, as it felt like his rectum milked my cock of every last drop of cum. His body, though spent, continued fucking itself on my still hard rod, but eventually slowed to a stop. Evan sat there then, still impaled on my cock, my curly brown pubic hairs tickling his bare ass, and I could feel my hot cum, which had shot farther up inside his deliciously tight boy ass, dripping back down onto and around my cock, dripping around the tight plug of my penis in his hole. Evan wiggled as he felt my slimy liquids dripping back out of his ass, tickling the otherwise invisible tiny hairs around his boyish bottom hole, and he giggled deliciously, flopping his lips onto mine.
We kissed then, for a long time, celebrating our love and feeling each other's body heat. Evan's tongue moving slowly against mine, then on my teeth, as though brushing them clean using himself as a brush. A most delicious and beautiful brush! My hands absently caressed his tight round butt cheeks, his hands holding and caressing my head, and my lightly stubbled cheeks. His cum, heated by our joined bodies, liquefied and ran down around my pecs, leaving a glossy trail by my ribs. Evan raised himself up and grinning, looked in my brown eyes, saying, "Time to clean up now, daddy?"
I grinned back, and lightly spanking his warm butt, replied, "Time to clean up, baby." Evan lifted himself with a faint popping sound as my softened penis finally pulled out of his warm pink ass hole. He quickly swiveled himself around to bring his mouth to my slimy, shit-covered cock, simultaneously spreading his thighs on both sides of my head, and arching his back so that his dark hole was once again canted toward my eager mouth. We both then set to lapping at each other's privates, my tongue delving deep inside his grasping anal hole, and his mouth warmly enveloping, then thoroughly scrubbing, my now completely spent cock.
As pleasurable as this cleanup was, we were both bone tired after this fucking, on top of our earlier fucking. But perhaps you'd like to hear about that?
================================== Hey, if you liked that story, let me know, okay? And I'd like to hear about what YOU like to do, too... Tracysmith20022002@yahoo.com