NO CONTROL by bawdypen
"Ohhh, yesss!" the guy urged in near-crying sobs, his face turned sideways against the wall, pants at his ankles, his buddy pressed flat against him, grinding a finger up his moist, sticky asshole. "Mmm, yeh, get me some, baby! Get me some of that good stuff and lemme sniff it. Deep, man...deep inta that sweet brown stuff up my hole and...ah, lemme lick it off! You know I love that hot 'n nasty junk from my crappy rectum!"
"Yeah, you sure do, Turdman," the guy hissed in his ear, grinding his fingertip around in wide, sweeping circles up the other young man's shithole. "Dig your own raunch like nobody I ever seen, fucker."
He slipped his finger out and brought it over the fellow's shoulder--just inches from his perked-up nose. He teased-- sticking it closer then pulling it away.
"Awwww, mmmmm!" the guy seemed in agony, unable to savor it fully. "Please, baby..."
He wiggled it before the flared nostrils in a wispy circle that had the nose following with desperate need. No matter that they were in a public restroom on the grounds of some tourist camp. It was off-season, the place seemed deserted, and Dirk got off on public sex, anyway. He loved the danger and knew the more-circumspect Ray would melt immediately once a finger began to twiddle his constantly itching asshole.
"Sniff that fuckin' thing, you shit-pig!" Dirk pressed it onto Ray's eagerly-whiffing nose. "Hey," he pulled back quickly, "no tongue. Now, behave. Just smell the sticky stink. You know how to get the lickin' stuff, fuckhead. Yeh, you know. Do it...do it right now." He stepped back, pushing the fragrant digit up his own nostril as the other guy turned and stared with a pained expression of envy.
"R-right here?" he trembled.
"Here and now, sugar. Squat! Come on, stick that hairy butt back and plop a juicy turdball right on the floor. Good time for a lesson. But don't forget moderation, you greedy bastard. Better not bite off more than you can chew. Pinch that fucker ...pinch it...cause you gotta lick your plate clean."
Dirk squatted behind, rubbing his packed crotch and watching his buddy's anus expand wide. He unconsciously licked his fingertip. Huffing breathlessly, Ray soon began to shoot big, juicy turds from his big hole onto the restroom floor. A long one...maybe 8 or 10 inches...then a couple of huge single chunks that fired onto the top of their ample predecessor. Dirk clucked his tongue in disappointment.
"Just can't control yourself, can you? You love taking a shit so damned much you can't bear to squeeze that hole shut. Well, you know what happens now. Get to it."
Ray had already spun around and was on all fours--his face an inch above the pile, moving back and forth in ecstatic delirium, breathing in the noxious fumes he so adored.
Someone burst through the door. "Jezzus!" Some Latin- looking guy in a janitor's uniform stood open-mouthed, clutching a mop in one hand while rapidly looking side-to-side. "Did I just see right? Hunh? Some guy defecating on the mutherfuckin' floor!?!"
Dirk was directly before him, apparently shielding his view of Ray. After a cursory appraisal of the youngish, homely- looking dude, he grinned and stepped aside.
"You mean him? The degenerate groaning so pleasurably over his own filth? Yeah, I guess you did, fella."
They both stared a few moments at the incredibly obscene performance taking place a few feet away. Ray had begun to lap his tongue along the turds, collecting the sticky gunk that coated his shit so deliciously and held it together.
"Good god!" the janitor shoot his head slowly, never taking his eyes from Ray. In fact, not even blinking. Dirk studied the shocked expression, the lanky body, the turgid prick growing in the guy's baggy pants. "How...how can somebody be that sick?" It was a slow, non-judgemental question of true bewilderment that begged an answer.
"He loves it," Dirk chuckled. He reached over and cupped his hand over the guy's balls. "Looks like you get off a little, too."
"H-hey!" the guy cried, gulping and backing away. "D-don't!"
But his one step only left him flat against an inner wall ...Dirk's insistent hand molesting him freely in front while his other twisted the guy's wrist. Recognizing the overpower strength of the stud, the janitor stared at him in fear. "J-jus' lemme...get outta here, okay?" he gasped.
"Naw," Dirk chuckled, "just relax. Your dick says he don't want to leave. See?"
The guy stared in bewilderment at his own rampant cock- stand. He left out tiny squeaks of pain as Dirk unzipped his fly and fished the hefty meat out. Letting it bob and twitch a moment on its own, Dirk wrapped his fist around it and began to masturbate the scared man. A couple of times he had to twist harder on that wrist to settle the guy down from trying to struggle free. Dirk eased his stroking into a lightly pressured, teasing handjob, and looked up with his face inches from the other man's trembling lips and began a quick history lesson.
Ray glanced up a couple of times, sneered with amusement, then resumed licking that reeking pile of crap--turning the foul objects and lustily slopping up the cheesy glue on the other side.
Dirk began explaining Ray's perversion in rapid-fire gusts."Picture it. Nasty, 14, jerkoff obsessed, and can't keep his hands out of his pants. Especially down the back side. Diddles his butthole while beating off, but digs that stinky finger all day long. Alone in the house, heads straight for the bathroom cause it's a chance to do what he can't do in his bedroom. Props the mirrors into place, takes his pants off, then squats in front of the toilet so he can watch himself taking a shit! Goes fuckin' nuts seeing his own hole stretch incredibly wide and slide those greasy rolls of steamy shit onto the floor. Nasty, beautiful, and so mutherfuckin' obscene! Yeh, he wishes that thing were 3 miles long and took half a day comin' outta there. He might get cramped, but he wouldn't get bored! Might be this time. He's gotta go. He's gotta go bad. He's been saving up. A little fingertip teasing around his moist craphole an'...hold it. That sucker's still lodged a good way's up there. How come he can smell it so distinctly?
"Woah! He looks over and stares at the fat, disgusting object floating in the bowl. He'd never even bothered to check. Holy cow, he knew who was in here last. Jiminy, his old man sure took a humungous dump! Jeez, was he so proud of it he left it to be admired or something? Naw, just in a hurry. Oughta flush it. But little Ray's prick was flapping in the air with excitement. Kinda neat. He didn't understand it, but he never pushed a horny thought away--he always went with it. He studied it. Reaching to the side, he pulled a roll of paper towels from under the sink and ripped off 3 or 4. Folding 'em, he held them out in one hand while reaching down and lifting the dripping, forbidden, yet repulsively exciting thing from the toilet and carefully rolled it onto the towels. He set it on the floor and folded the sides over...sliding it gently side-to-side until the excess moisture had been sopped up. Then he gulped, lifted it, and cradled it before him in both hands while staring at it in wonder."
They glanced down to see Ray nursing one of the smaller turds--his lips mouthing the end as his fingers twisted it to and fro. Turd sucking! Dirk chuckled and turned back.
"Had to balance it in one hand a moment so he could push his cock down and grasp it between his thighs. Just in case. A little rubbing back and forth to keep the pressure on it. Then he held it like a cob of corn and smelled it. Whew! And that's after bein' in the water a while! Always got nauseous feeling following his dad into the bathroom after he'd taken a shit. Yikes! Don't think it's gonna bother me so much after seein' what causes it. Mmmm! Dang, I'm so fuckin' dirty and disgusting already, he muttered aloud, then met halfway what his hands were already bringing close and began to lick the foul turd recently squeezed from his father's rectum! Ugh, lickit, lickit, you sicko! he verbally chastised himself between laps-- going from one end to the other and turning it over. Lickin' your own fuckin' father's big smelly plop of shit! Lickin' his fuckin' shit! Even lick out his shitty asshole, wouldn't ya? Suck his ass?!
"The juice was running down his leg in rivers, and that was only his throbbing knob leaking profusely. Gasping, dizzy from the outrageous obscenity he was performing and shaking from the most incredible tingling lust it gave him, he soon had his daddy's fat roll of shit in his mouth. Like he's doing now. He knew he was gonna shoot soon. One more thing, cause maybe he'd never do this ever again...he clamped his teeth! Every inten- tion was to just bite a piece off and chew that filthy shit while cumming, then spit it out. But his balls were in too much of an unroar for him to think straight, yet under control from years of practice at prolonging his orgasms. Before losing his wad, the chunk he'd mashed between his teeth had been drained and swallowed! The awful, bitter shitjuice had been running down his throat from the beginning, but the tingling perverse- ness let him endure it to the end. Then he opened his eyes, reached down for his cock, held the frazzled end of the turd slightly lower and sprayed a huge, thick load of cum all over it. Gasping, drained, he still stuck his tongue out and lapped the thick jizz from the drooping turd before dropping it into the toilet and flushing.
"He got up and turned. Sitting on the pot, eyes closed, catching his breath, he went over and over what had just transpired. By the time he'd opened them and taken a big breath, he had another stiff boner standing up between his legs. An agonized sigh...a lusty snarl...and he was down there enjoying what he'd come in for--watching himself take a shit! Except this time, he didn't just sniff that universally- repulsive, but personally-delightful, slag from his rectum-- this time he really savored the stink and dove right in to taste the juicy snake he'd produced and eat some for comparison ...and, because he couldn't resist. Hell, it was lots more pungent than his old man's, all fresh like that, but damn sam ...did it ever taste better! Wowie!
"T'wuz ever thus!" Dirk swung his hand in exaggeration as if announcing an introduction for "Ray--Shameless Turd Dog!"
A tighter grip with his sticky, coated hand on the rampant prick, an almost unnecessary pressure from behind, and he'd shuffled the janitor across the room.
"Yep, his cock didn't lie. And neither does yours, pal." He pushed the guy to his knees and forced his head down toward the pile of crap Ray was nibbling.
"No, no! Whadda you...?" the guy cried, struggling.
"Cool out, man. You don't hafta eat it. Just do what you wanna do. Might never get another chance, darling. Just fuckin' lick it. Lick those big turds, man. Ray'll scoot over."
Ray did, almost reluctantly. Then grinned when the janitor moaned and gave up all resistance. Once the forbidden stink reached his brain he began to lap the well-cleaned turds with freaked-out passion! Dirk let loose, smiling, and crouched behind him.
"Yeh, baby," he cooed, "lick that hot shit. Lick those big, smelly turds like you always wanted to. Another man's dirty shit...fresh from his reeking rectum all fresh and greasy." He was reaching around, undoing the janitor's pants. "That's a boy...just gonna slip your pants down and suck on your asshole, baby. Yessiree, I sure dig a surprise like this...suck a man's hole with no clue about it first." He yanked the fellow's pants and underwear down over his scraggly ass and yanked the hairy cheeks open. "WHEW! Man, that's a ripe asshole you got here, jasper! My, my, shoulda known, hunh? Dude with a face like yours. No offense, but gotta figure nobody's gonna be licking your shithole any time soon, right? Hell, might as well take that shower next week, or the one after." He shoved his nose between the guy's buttocks and nuzzled up and down the cruddy crack. "Yes, filthy shithole." He licked. "Filthy, cheesy asshole oily enough to float a barge! Push, fucker. Push out so I can suck your rangy assring and eat out your turd pit!"
Grunts and groans, slurps and slops...nobody said a word for a while. The janitor was languishing in sensational perverted lust, licking shit while getting a rimjob only dreamed about. And beside him...Ray was beginning to devour the mess he'd made.
"Uh, hairy, funky, and nibblish!" Dirk growled, giving the man's ass a hard slap as he raised up. "Just love a man's rump when it's ripe and moist! Kneel up. Ray has to finish his meal. He needs to learn to pinch off. To control it for MY program: Spend Saturdays, naked, doing chores and stuff. Lotsa breaks to lick asshole, sniff butts, shit a turdball in each other's mouth. Yessum, every hour or so. Make those turds last into the night, and don't cum til we've emptied each other out and get down to lick the fuckin' supply hole clean!"
He dropped his pants and bent over with his ass in the janitor's face.
"Suck my asshole, pal." He reached back and held his cheeks open.
"Uh, I don't suck..." the janitor started to complain. Then he realized how stupid he'd sound claiming hetero innocence after what he'd just done! Instead, he grabbed the butch guy's bottom and stuck his face into the steaming crack and smelled the fetid pungency. "Aaaah!" He licked around the dirty asshole, knowing his future now had a new primary objective: the eternal graving for other men's funky, bitter ass taste and his duty as a 'janitor' to clean them!
"Good boy. Now pull your tongue outta my rectum and shove your cock in. FUCK ME! Fuck me while we watch Ray. Deep. Get some shit on your prick. He'll lick it."
Only the impatience of his rampant cock made the idea of relinquishing that suckable anus agreeable. He stood up and instantly rammed his prod up Dirk's spit-moistened asshole.
"Yikes!" Dirk cried at the sudden impalement-the janitor's spit hardly sufficient for all 8" up his guts in one stroke. "That ain't no pussy you're pluggin, greaseball."
"Uh, yeah, sorry." He froze, fully imbedded up Dirk's butt. "Guess you guys need something extra for this hole, hunh? Want me to pull out?"
"Naw. Too late now. Just grab my hips and screw the shit outta me with that greasy brown fuckpole! Pretend I'm Chiquita or Juanita and you just caught me blowing your father and six brothers."
"No way, Jose. No pussy was ever this tight and warm. It's man-ass for me from now on. Even a dude's shit smells and tastes better than cunt. Rosita can blow my mamma, too!"
Ray got up from devouring his turds. Licking his lips, he crawled between the janitor's hairy legs and started his own traveling lickathon...back and forth from the Mexican's hairy, oily asshole, around his grungy balls, then along the underside of his prick til he was able to nibble Dirk's anal lips.
"Oh, fuck! He's licking my prick now."
"Lick up that cheesy crud from my ass, you greedy shitsucker! Cause that's all you get. Think about how you coulda had MY nice, juicy turd if you'd held your oats."
Spreading his legs wider, the janitor stared down at Ray's tongue lapping his funky cock. He held his breath while he got his balls and butthole teased, nearly tossing his load when the tongue shot up his rectum!
"That taste good?" the janitor asked when Ray's face reappeared beneath his balls. "Mmmm, I'll bet it does. Goddam, I'd suck my own prick if I could, just for the flavor from way up his butt. Maybe if you don't shape up, I could take your place on Saturdays? I'd eat a turdball from this fantastic rearend...every hour. I got lotsa control, too, since I ain't never licked my own turds and ain't so sure I want to. Hey, maybe just hang around with you and lick your assholes and dirty cocks? And any leftover turds you guys want to share. JEZZUS! I'M COMING! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!!!"
Dirk cleaned the guy's prick himself. Not that he was especially crazy about his own shit, he just wanted a filthy cock to suck while Ray blew him. The janitor crouched down and stuck his face beneath Dirk's balls and licked his sloppy asshole...til Dirk lifted his legs and wrapped his ankles around the back of his head, then the Mexican ATE AND SUCKED the bloated anus OUT. He was drawing a big stream of his own jizz from the man's rectum just as another burst of white fluid shot from Dirk's pisshole into Ray's mouth. He kept sucking at it, so Dirk held Ray's head down and pissed down his throat!
Ten minutes later, the janitor was squatting over two prone faces that were anxiously awaiting something big, brown, and bean-flavored to plop out onto their sniffing noses!
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