Sunday Scat With Dan

By Namab Mas

Published on Mar 4, 2024

Gay

This is a story involving sex and scat play between adult males. All characters depicted in any sexual situation are eighteen years old or over, and all acts are wholly consensual. If this isn't your sort of thing or it is illegal for you to view it wherever you are, please leave now. This story is fictitious and any resemblance to actual individuals is coincidental.

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Sunday Scat With Dan

Part Two

`Mmm! Ooh, you love having a shit in your pants, don't you?!' I teased him.

`Yes. But it's doing it with you watching, makes it feel so much more intense. Oh but do you like it? Is it alright?'

Fucking hell, do you need to ask?! Just look!' I gestured towards my own hard-on pointing at him like a gun. It's awesome, I'm loving it! Mmm, come here, can I sniff your bottom?'

He grinned delightedly, bent forward and stuck his bum out again, and I got down on the floor behind him and crawled right up close, until his lumpy bulge was right in front of my face. A couple of moist spots were appearing now, though his shit was solid. I could still make out the first log he'd done, a ridge pressed up slightly higher than the lumpy mass that had piled up over and around it. Then I leaned forward further, so lumpy blue fabric was right before my eyes and I could feel the hotness through it. I emptied my lungs of every breath in them, and then sniffed deeply and inhaled his vapour. It was like a drug, like poppers, so obscenely erotic that my head spun.

Oh yeah!' he breathed, looking back between his legs. Ooh, you like the smell of my poo!'

I felt like I was having some weird out-of-body experience, completely unable to reply to him coherently or stop myself taking the drug he was giving me. I was only dimly aware of my dick going crazy, and the little grunts and whimpers I was making. Only when he grunted did I come back to somewhere near self-awareness.

`Ah, I'm gonna fart!' he breathed.

His bottom filled a little in front of me, and he let out a muffled `parp' that turned into a squeak and a hiss. He pushed and grunted excitedly and did it again, farting into his poo with his dick bobbing about in front of him. The gas added a freshly ripe note to the thick cloud around us.

Dan liked movement when he dirtied his pants. He liked humping and squatting and walking about so that his shit did disgustingly pleasurable things to him underneath. So I pulled his pants up nice and tight and took him for a walk, him in front so I could watch his lump sway and push about as he waddled down the landing. The smell followed him, losing a bit of its first ripeness but still earthy and potent. I couldn't see his face but I could tell from the sounds he was making that he was madly turned on, and when I touched his arm and felt his trembling he let out a whimper.

Back in the reeking bathroom he got down on his knees, pulled me in close and sucked my cock. At heart he was a horny bottom who liked being fucked in the mouth, and he rolled his tongue sweetly around my shaft and drew it right back into his throat until his nose was in my pubes. As he sucked greedily he humped and wriggled his bum, and made animal grunts in his throat as his turds tickled him underneath.

All the while I needed a shit too. It wasn't urgent, but the pressure was slowly building up inside and at some point I was going to need to do it. As he sucked the load in my chute just made the sensations he was giving me even more intense, to the point that I felt as if he was about to make me cum and pulled back out of his mouth. He looked up at me like a dog, his dick still rock hard and bobbing about, his mouth open and his tongue hanging out.

`Ooh, I need to poo again,' he breathed.

`Seriously?!'

`Yeah. Sometimes I go and I think I've finished, but then I need the toilet again. I feel really full!'

`Okay. Come with me.'

I took his hand and pulled him up onto his feet, and once again led him out of the bathroom and down the landing into the spare bedroom. There I knelt him on his hands and knees on the bed, with his bottom back so that his pants tightened around his bulge. He was breathing hard again and letting out little horny sounds, and I closed in on him, massaging my hard-on.

Push,' I breathed. Poo your pants...'

He began to grunt again and my cock went crazy. Then his bottom filled and he pushed, for the second time his hole hissed and squeaked, and he did another solid turd. His bulge pushed further down and out, making deliciously filthy, slimy sounds as he added to his pile. A fresh wave of pungent ripeness washed over me and almost made me cum. Then it speeded up, and he evacuated his bowels in a squelching rush and a muffled fart.

`Ah! Ah! Ooh!' he gasped.

It left him kneeling there, whimpering and trembling as he tried to compose himself. His bulge was bigger now, and more brown moisture was starting to come through around the edges, where softer shit had squashed out across the top of his pile.

Phew, Dan, that stinks!' I said eagerly. Are you done now? Can I see it again?'

He just grunted and nodded, still shaking with adrenaline. In front his dick was jerking about and dribbling beads of cum onto the bed.

I came up behind him and pulled the back of his pants out again. His bottom was plastered in the stiff, squashy shit that had covered his lumpy block like icing on a cake, pressed into a peak at the top where it had squashed between his cheeks. It glistened filthily where the light fell on it. Then I let his waistband back and admired his bulge, hard and lumpy on top but smoother and rounder towards its base. I ran my fingers over it, loving its firmness and hotness through the fabric, and lifted it to feel its bulk and weight.

`Ooh, Dan, that's huge!' I breathed, marvelling at how such a fit gay lad could do this.

He slid off the bed then and stood up, and once again he wriggled his hips and squatted. This time I could actually hear his shit moving, massaging his underside and sending revoltingly nice sensations through his body. I don't think I've ever seen a lad so turned on as he was then. He was grunting and whimpering, and his cock was standing up proud, twitching and bobbing about in excitement. Somehow I knew what he wanted, what his trembling, hypersensitive body was craving to do. He started and let out a moan as I put a hand on his arm.

Ready to sit in it?' I said softly. Come and sit on your big smelly poo.'

He moaned again and nodded. I took his hand and led him out of the reeking bedroom, changing places at the door so I could follow him back to the down the landing. He waddled cutely with his lumpy mound pushing about on his bottom, massaging him underneath and making him grunt with pleasure. His big cock was dancing, bobbing about without him touching it, I saw when he turned and watched me put the toilet lid down. He was breathing hard and his eyes were wild.

Shit on me,' he said in a hoarse whisper. When I've sat in it ... I wanna be your toilet.'

`You sure?' I had to ask.

`Yeah. Please, I wanna be shat on so bad. Gimme your shit!'

Okay!' I replied, heart pounding again. I'm actually really starting to need a shit! But first...'

I got him to show me his load one more time, turn around and pose for me in his bulging, stained pants, smirking proudly when I told him again how he'd done a lovely big one and he smelled fantastic. Then I turned him round again and backed him up to the toilet, and watched with my cock throbbing as he bent his long legs and squatted down. His pants tightened around his bulge, making him grunt excitedly, and his raging hard-on twitched in his crotch. Slowly he lowered himself down until his mound was nearly touching the seat, and then further so that it made contact and pressed lightly against his bottom. His mouth fell open in a wild, helpless moan.

He held it there, rocking ever so slightly back and forth on the balls of his feet so that his turds massaged him lightly underneath. For a few seconds the only sound was my heavy breathing and his horny grunts and moans. Our eyes met, wide and amazed, him smiling as if to say `I can't believe how good this feels!' Then he took a deep breath and sat down, right on top of his big brown pile so it squashed out across his bottom and shot forward between his legs.

Oh!' he cried. Ah! Oh my god!'

His whole body seemed to convulse and he tensed up all over, his face contorted, letting out helpless gasps as he tried frantically not to cum. It seemed ages before his body unwound again, and he sagged down onto the seat, squashing his bottom further into the foulness that had come out of it.

Unf!' he grunted like a pig. Sitting in my poop!'

Once again he began to move. He rocked back on his seat and sat up, squashing it further up his cheeks with a filthy sound, wriggled from side to side and then slid back and forward so that his shit massaged him underneath, enveloped his balls and did revoltingly nice things to his hole and the sensitive bit in between. His breathing grew heavy and his cock started to jerk, and then he stopped again, gasping, with a splash of cum soaking through at its swollen end.

Ah!' he sighed. Oh it feels so good! Such a mess...'

`Mm, yeah! Ooh, you stink! Go on, squish it again, get a really messy arse for me to spunk all over!'

I watched and wanked, the nagging discomfort inside me pushed aside for now by the sight of sweet, gay Dan moaning and edging, riding his own shit like a horse. When he stopped he fumbled his cock out of his flies and let it stand up proud, and his cum dribbled onto the seat along with the big brown stain he was making. Twice he stood up to show me the mess he was making, his shit squashed up into a big semicircle all over his bottom and the back of his pants a crumpled brown wreck. Then, as he grinned proudly and sat down in his mess a third time, my chute began to ache again.

`Dan, I need to shit,' I said, more calmly than I felt.

He looked round into my face, his eyes smouldering again, touching himself and fingering his swollen dick.

Will you squat over me?' he breathed. I wanna be your toilet. I want your shit!'

`Ooh, fucking hell! Yeah, come on...'

I pulled him upright again, and led him into the middle of the room with his pants squelching. Quickly I grabbed up a plastic bin liner from the pile I'd put ready and spread it on the floor in front of him.

Take your pants off,' I told him. I wanna see your big messy bottom.'

He stood over another bag to pull down his pants. There was still a big clod of solid shit in the seat that peeled slowly away from his skin, leaving a huge stain behind with ragged brown bits clinging to it here and there. Then its weight took over and his destroyed underwear fell round his ankles. He stepped out of it, showed me his pooey bottom one last time, and then got down on the floor, sat on the bag and lay back. Spread-eagled on the floor, he smiled up at me, stretched out his arms and pulled me in over him, facing his feet so he was looking up my back. He was breathing heavily, and even though he wasn't touching his cock it was jerking about all over the place. Then, as if in a dream, I squatted down over him, trapping his body between my legs with my arse hanging right above his chest. I was busting for a shit now. It was moving inside me and pressing harder, and I couldn't stop myself letting out a squeaking fart.

`Ooh!' moaned Dan as he smelled it.

It's coming,' I grunted. You sure? Unf, I can't hold it much longer!'

Yes,' he whimpered. Shit on me...'

At that I let it happen. A big log slid down the discharge chute, sending a wave of relief and pleasure through me, and my arsehole opened and stretched, and made filthy crackling noises as I lad a fat, lumpy cable. Dan's dick began to bob and dance, and he grabbed it and wanked uncontrollably, and gasped as a thick log landed between his nipples.

Oh! Ah...' he moaned. Oh it stinks! Gimme your shit Mark, gimme your big smelly shit...'

I pushed and unloaded more onto him, another fat squelching turd that dropped one golden-brown lump after another onto his helpless body, gassing him with my thick rank smell. He wanked frantically as the turds landed, and then right before I finished he came explosively, and he screamed out loud as his dick fired spunk up underneath me. When he was done he lay still, smiling and blissed out, and let me wank until I rained cum all over him.

In everyday life Dan was fastidiously clean, always freshly showered and neatly dressed. Now he was a shitty mess, and he looked queasy as I helped him into the shower and he started to hose himself down. While he sorted himself out I wiped my arse, bagged up all the cloths and his pants, and then cleaned up the spunk and shit stains from the room and mopped the floor with bleach. Then I joined him in the shower.

That was fucking awesome!' he smiled afterwards. You wanna do it again sometime?'

`Of course!'

`Let's both poop our pants together. Maybe swap and sit on each other's? I'd love to try sitting on yours!' he said, his eyes dancing.

That was a week ago. It's Sunday morning again now, and I need a shit big time. So does he, and he's on his way over. The bathroom's ready, with plenty of bags and cloths and disinfectant to hand, and I've just made the bed, where we're going to kneel side by side and do the deed. Two pairs of tight, stretchy trunks lie waiting for us. I go back into the living room at the front of the house, and look impatiently through the bay window. Any minute now he'll turn the corner and come striding up the street, young and cocky and beautiful, and after that a messy, deliciously horny morning stretches ahead...

THE END

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