BROUGHT HOME TO FEAST-Part 2 by bawdypen
Donald was about 10 years older than the young lovers, but he was still quite fit. And the impressive hang of his fat schlong engorged with blood in a semi-erection as he stood there garnered lip-smacking gazes from both of them.
"So, what do you think, hon?" Peter asked Norm. "Gonna be able to get into it?"
"I'm thinkin' maybe we shoulda done this long ago," Norm grinned, whipping off his robe. "I love your beautiful cock, baby, but I do want to get my lips on that prick!"
"Hot damn!" Peter clapped, getting off the couch and going to his knees. He urged Donald forward by pulling on his cock and feeding it into Norm's mouth. Then he nuzzled into the man's crotch and began licking his big balls.
Spreading his legs apart to give them better access, Donald looked down at them. "Ah, yes." Being a shitlicker helped him get hot dudes and pretty boys much easier than regular cruis- ing. And he loved tapping into their nastier impulses.
"Mmm, your balls smell good," Peter said, looking up at him.
"They should," Donald said, "it was pretty hot in that bathroom. You oughta try the back end."
"Oooh, I think I will!" Peter cried, scoot around behind him.
"NO!" Norm cried, smacking off the hard cock he'd been bobbing on back and forth."
"Aw, Normy, you're not gonna back out now, are you?"
"Hell no. I want to watch you do it. I've never seen you lick another guy's ass."
"I think maybe you wanna help me," Peter said, "seeing as how you like smelly asses."
"I think you're right!"
They pushed Donald over until he was spread open, his hands resting on the couch, then they each spread a cheek and nosed in there together to smell Donald's crack. It wasn't filthy, but sure was pungent. Peter was the one to back away while Norm kept sniffing.
"Damn, that's ripe!" he gasped, before getting in close again.
Donald laughed. "I'm a shitlicker, guys. Gotta have something to smell when I can't find any action."
Peter took a finger and ran it down Donald's moist, smelly asscrack and took it to his nose and inhaled. Then he rubbed it beneath Norm's nose, giving him a whiff. His lover breathed it in. His eyelids fluttered, obviously enjoying it. Peter ran his finger down the valley again. This time, he wiped the finger over Norm's tongue. When Norm didn't flinch--in fact savored the taste--Peter grinned happily.
He looked his lover straight in the eyes and snarled, "Suck his ass! I want to see you suck his dirty ass!"
Norm smiled lecherously and winked. Then he grabbed the man's buttocks in both hands and buried his face in there, took a deep breath, and began to lap his tongue up and down the greasy crack. He used his thumbs to pry Donald's anus open, then attached his mouth to it and began to suck on it as if he was finally venting pent-up desires.
"Oh, baby, suck that dirty ass!" Peter was totally turned on watching his lover eating out another guy's hole, and Norm was getting off on Peter's enthusiasm. They both were having visions of future adventures, now that the ice had been broken.
Donald was thoroughly enjoying the rimjob and having his cock and balls fondled, but he was anxious to get his own mouth on something young and tender. Reaching his hand to the back of Norm's head and holding it in place, he maneuvered himself to the floor and grabbed for Peter. Peter understood, and they quickly moved into a 69, taking each other's hard cocks into their mouths while Norm continued to nurse at Donald's puffy asshole. Now Peter got an even better view at his lover eating hole inches away from where he was blowing their 'guest.'
Not wanting to stimulate Donald too much, Peter moved down to lick his balls. Norm moved back, catching his breath, and urged Peter down there, even spreading it for him while he watched his lover's tongue spear into the opening.
"Ah, it IS hot watching each other," Norm gushed. "Did I leave any taste left?"
"Not much, but it was worth it to watch you clean him," Peter said.
Eager for some of the same, Donald lifted Peter's leg and crammed his face into the young man's butt. It smelled abso- lutely delightful, he decided, and thought how wonderful it would be to sleep with his nose up this crack the whole night long. Yeah, with any luck he might get two gorgeous turds to eat tonight.
He was glad there wasn't any pressure on his cock at the moment, because as he manipulated those soft buns and wrapped his lips once again over those loosening rectal lips, Peter hissed a long, quiet fart into his mouth. If a fart could be eaten, he was eating it!
"Sorry about that," Peter chuckled. "I just couldn't hold it."
Donald scooted away from them and looked from one to the other. 'I want some shit!"
"B-but we haven't had much sex yet," Norm complained, nervously.
"Gotta do that while you're hot," Donald explained. "Then we can go back to regular stuff." He looked at Norm. "Ready to shit in my mouth? Come on, get on the couch and pull your thighs back. I wanna eat your hole. I wanna eat your turd!"
"Um...I, uh...alright." Hot as he was, Norm was still unsure of actually doing it.
"Yeh, come on, baby," Peter urged. "I wanna see you shit ...finally."
Half-reluctantly, Norm arranged himself on the sofa. His stiff cock betrayed his underlying excitement. He lodged his elbows into the back of his knees and rolled into a ball with his ass sticking out, vulnerable and inviting. Donald immedi- ately stuck his face in there and began eating him out. There wasn't anything to sniff, so he drove his tongue into the heart of the matter, probing and searching.
Peter got down next to the action, wide-eyed, carefully stroking his bone...just enough to keep it happy, but not enough to come off prematurely. This was gonna be wild, and he didn't want to ruin it. He looked up to see Norm laying back with his eyes closed, moaning from the expert ass-eating.
"Bear down, baby. Give it to him."
"I'm not sure if I can do it," Norm said, without opening his eyes. Then something stirred inside--besides Donald's tongue--and his eyes shot open. "Oh, yes I can, yes I can. This position...I'm gonna do it. Aw, fuck, I'm gonna shit!"
Donald hissed at Peter, "Finger-fuck me!"
Without taking his gaze from Norm's ass, he licked his finger and reached back and shoved it up Donald's asshole and began to rummage around in there. Normally, this would be a treat in itself, playing around in that moist, nasty hole, but the real excitement was beginning to poke its way out of Norm's rectum. A knobby, dark turd was spreading those asslips wider and wider, while Donald's tongue was licking it.
"Slow, baby, slow," Peter urged. "Just relax and make it last."
"Jeez, does it stink?" Norm asked, blushing.
"Naw, not too bad," Peter promised. "Hell, who cares! That's so fucking hot!"
Norm eased a couple of inches out, then another. The man was lapping all over it, groaning his pleasure. Without taking his mouth away, he reached around and drew Peter's head close. "Lick it! Now's your chance, lick it!"
Already over-amped from the filthiness of it all, Peter's lust took over. His tongue lapped all along the side of his mate's steaming turd, tasting the syrupy assjuices, while the man's tongue licked the other side. His cock almost exploded untouched. He backed away in time, only to see Donald's lips encircle the turd and take it into his mouth and begin sucking on it.
Donald was in heaven. Sucking a young man's fresh turd directly from his cute ass was nirvana. The finger up his butt wasn't hurting anything either. Peter was really digging away in there as he licked his lips, savoring his lover's forbidden taste.
"OH, GAWD!" Norm cried. His turd was out far enough now that he could see it going into Donald's mouth. He almost came when he realized the man's was slowly devouring it. Before his eyes, he was watching a man eating the shit coming from his asshole!
Peter was beyond it now. It was simply too obscene. Yanking his finger from the man's ass, he stood up and stuck it in his mouth. Sucking it, he aimed his prick and shot a monstrous load all over Norm's turd and Donald's face! His hand was flying on his cock. The sounds coming from his mouth were incomprehensible.
Seeing Peter shoot his load, Norm popped the last of his turd into Donald's mouth and grabbed his cock. He couldn't take it anymore, either. He began to pound his prick. He squealed and spritzed a long stream of jizz into the air. Before it came back down, Peter's mouth was over his knob, taking the next several bolts down his throat.
When they finally came back from oblivion, Donald was wiping his mouth, running his tongue over his teeth, and declaring what a delicious loaf it had been. Norm blushed again, looking for any telltale signs of shit on the man's mouth but seeing none.
"Got something for me?" Donald asked Peter.
"Already?"
"Mmmm, soon. I'm thinking piss."
"Oh, yeah. I really need to go, too." He put his cockknob to Donald's lips and concentrated on relaxing. Nothing like piss- ing after coming. And he didn't worry about the man taking it ...he'd seen him do it. Once the flow started, he just kept pissing down the man's throat until he was finished. Donald gulped like the pro he was. Norm was amazed at the way he took the hard stream without missing a drop.
Did he dare do it? After all that, hell yes! Peter was squatting over Donald's face, dropping a turd into the man's mouth. Norm was intently watching his lover shit...watching his anus expand as he dumped into Donald's mouth. He'd never forgive himself if he didn't do it. His tongue came out and began stroking the stinky column--something he'd subconsciously always wanted to do. He loved the guy...and everything about the loveable slut. It wasn't much, but when the last of it slid out to be swallowed by the kooky stranger, Norm shot his tongue up Peter's asshole and licked it out!
Then it was his turn to wash out the shiteater's mouth with a big dose of warm pee.
Burping, Donald hopped up and spread his hands wide. "Hey, anybody in the mood for some normal sex? I haven't come yet, and I'd sure like a couple of cocks up my ass. Preferably both at the same time!"
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