Young Surferboi Shit

By Marky Rickitt

Published on Apr 7, 2008

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This is a very short but true story that happened last Friday. If, by any slim chance, you are that hot boy and you read this, then email me!!! Or, if any of you other horny pervs out there want to message me- feel free. Please include the title of his story. markyrickitt@hotmail.com

Young Surferboi Shit

My boyfriend and I often go to Cafe 50s on Santa Monica Boulevard in West Los Angeles. During our meal this last Friday I noticed, sat at one of the other tables, a young teenage surfer-type boy dining with his mum (or should I say mom, them likely being American). Of course he had the usual floppy dirty-blond hair and was just generally HOT, maybe 13 or 14 years old. I watched him go off to the "restroom" (quote marks as I still fail to see why Americans call it so- who goes there to rest? Piss, Shit, wash your hands if you are obsessive-compulsive or think that touching your cock as you take a slash is really gonna make you ill; maybe, if you are lucky, suck some cock; but rest? Anyway, enough about the bastardisation of the English language). So, he went to the toilet. Now, unfortunately Cafe 50s Men's toilet is not a communal affair. It's a single room with a toilet, a urinal and a sink, otherwise I would have followed him just for the chance of watching him piss. He was gone for some time, so was clearly taking a dump or, if he were like me at that age, he was having a wank. By the time he returned, we had finished our meal and had paid our bill (I'll maintain using English!). Having drunk three glasses of Coke, I was in need of a piss myself. So before leaving, I went to the toilet. The lovely sight of an unflushed turd met my eyes as I opened the door. There was also a length of toilet paper, with shit wiped onto it, laid across the seat and half down the bowl. Fuck, my cock started to rise instantly. That hot teen surfer boy had left me a present! The only problem: My boyfriend. He's not into scat, so I was very limited what I could do right then but there was no way I was gonna let this chance slip past! I fished the turd out of the water and laid it on the ice filling the urinal. It was about 6 inches long and an inch across and a uniform dark turd-brown colour. By now my cock was rock solid. I unbuttoned my fly and pulled my erection free of my boxer-briefs. Running my fingers down the length of the boy-shit I started to jack my cock. I sniffed my finger tips that had a trace of the shit on them. It didn't take long before I was spraying my load over the brown log lying on the ice. Once my orgasm subsided, I lent over and lick up the length of the turd, tasting my own cum and his shit. Still with a semi, I aimed my cock at it and let out a long stream of Coke-diluted piss over it. I watched as my hot pee melted the ice supporting the turd and it sunk into it. Tucking myself back inside my jeans, I fished the turd back out from the urinal and, regrettably, flushed it...

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